Wabash High School - Sycamore Yearbook (Wabash, IN)

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Mr. Ammerman was born in Monument City, Ind., and graduated from the high school there. He graduated from the Marion Normal Busi¬ ness University in ’04; was Assistant Instructor in Commercial De¬ partment Marion Normal College in ’05; and has been instructor in Commercial Department of Wabash High School since ’05. MR. CHARLES H. VROOMAN. Janitor. Mr. Vrooman was born in Peru, Indiana. He has served as Janitor of South Side Building ’94-’00; of the Century Building ’00-’03; and of the High School since ’03.

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MISS MARGARET FINNEY. Instructor in Art. Miss Finney was born in Wabash, and graduated from the local high school. After teaching in the Wabash Grammar Schools, Miss Finney attended the Art Institute in Chicago, and the Herron Art Institute at Indianapolis. She has been Drawing Supervisor in the Wabash schools since 1907. MISS CORA SMALL. Instructor in Music. Miss Small was born in Wabash. She attended the local high school; graduated from the Western College, Oxford, Ohio; the National Summer School of Music, Chicago; the Hahn Conservatory, Detroit; the American Institute of Normal Methods, North Western Universi¬ ty, Evanston, Ill. She has taught music in the Marion Normal College, in Lemoyne Normal, Memphis. Tennessee, and in Wabash since 1903.

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(Our flrnfa Our faculty ' s a hummer, We love each member well, But when we don’t quite like our grades, We think they’re all—oh, well It doesn’t make much difference, We get over it in time And think they’re all the candy — Till we get another “lime”. Miss Moore and Knouff teach history, While Turpin works the saw; Miss Baer has mathematics, And Miss Finney lo’-es to draw. The Misses Pyke and Killen Teach English ’thout mistakes While Gabel has geometry And makes those funny breaks. Miss Strehlow teaches German, And her Dutch is Dutch clear through; While Miss Blayney teaches Latin — A language not quite new. The Misses Hill and Small, you know, Are always very kind. Am merman will get there, too— You can’t leave him behind. So I dedicate this poem To our profs, who are, you know, The best (?) in the profession, (Though of course I don’t think so) And if ever any one of them Should chance to read this rhyme They’re not to take it seriously. Twas just done to kill time. ’09 C- .Ft. B.