Wapakoneta High School - Retrospect Yearbook (Wapakoneta, OH)

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1921 —The Retrospect— 1921 School Song Tune: Heidelberg. Come lift v.mr voices let them ring To Illume High’s praise and glory; Xo stain shall darken any page Of Illume High's splendid story. Chorus Then here's to you, long may you light The path of honor and right. High may thy standards ever Ik ; Illume High, we cherish thee. We'll never let our actions mar Illume High school’s name or honor; We’ll always keep her standards high And bring no shame upon her. Chorus Words by: Augustus Klipfel ’21 TWKNTY six

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Turning my light low and drawing my chair close beside the fireplace. I sink hack among the cushions. I gaze, musing, into the glowing coals and as 1 dream, my truant fancy wanders hack over the avenues of years to take a glimpse here and there at the events of our high school days. A glowing log rolls off the andirons, casting a shower oi golden embers in a roseate haze over the grate A wreath of smoke slowly rises in a never ceasing promenade. Suddenly the smoke blurs, and a succession of faces appear: then incidents follow quickly, one alter another, before our reminiscing visi n. until the entire panorama of our freshman year is unfolded. We see again that bright morning in September whe.i we entered the study-hall for the first time. How vast i: seemed and how solemn the teachers standing along the wall! But soon we were taking part in the various school activities and the true spirit of Illume High began to he instilled into us. It was this year that we were first initiated into the mysteries of Latin and Algebra. The 1 gs begin to smoulder. A little manipulation of the poker causes the sparks again to rise in a dusty cloud of smoke. Another panorama unfolds before ns. We are Soph-111 ires. We may now look with amused toleration upon the mistakes f the frcshics. for we have lost our emerald hue. We long since ceased to have heart palpitation, when called upon to recite, and to stumble over our own feet when we went to sharpen our pencils. The teachers no longer seem as grim sentinels, but as comrades and helpers. Now our true worth bee; mes evident to the upperclassmen for we begin to appear in the orchestra, glee clubs and basket ball teams. Though forced to do the nine months work in six because of the “flu” epidemic, we work diligently and come through with flying colors. The smoke curls playfully up the chimney. This year some of us plunge into the depths of Business Law, while others struggle with the intricacies of French composition. We work and play with equal ardor and enthusiasm, and some of our members win distinction in the county track meet. The fire still burns—and burns. Our Senior year appears - the gayest and the happiest of all our school days. nc by one the scenes glide by like the many-colored pictures of an ever-shifting mirage—basket-ball games that we watched with breathless suspense while the score hung in the lxilance, and rousing cheers when a basket was made—long hours spent over Latin translations and bookkeeping accounts that refused to balance—clowns and princesses tripping joyously at a masque dance- the three Ik»vs and two girls of our class who won the High School “ at basket ball—Monday mornings in chapel—various predicaments that we have all been in at one time « r another- the dying embers bring t » us the realization that our High School davs are almost ended and we shall soon leave Illume High for the last time. Perhaps wc shall turn and look back at it with a regretful mist in our eves. But. if there is regret in our eyes, there shall also be anticipation. for we have high, high hopes, wc Seniors, and we feel that the world may expect great things of the cla s of ’21. The fire is out—the tale is done. —EDITH LYNE TWENTY-FIVE

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Class Prophecy We were living in California ami planned a trip abroad, first across the continent then to Europe. Finally the day arrived for our departure. Leaving the sunny land of California, vve lioardcd a train for the Fast. Whom should we find as conductor? Xo one hut Carl Cleaves. He told us that he and Kermit Combs had come West to gain riches in the oil speculation. We did not change trains until we reached Salt I ake City where we expected to spend a few days. We went to Salt I«akc Hotel and were cordially greeted by Alvina Krabach, the landlady. She informed us that some of our former schoolmates were visiting there. Next day we journeyed t - Yellowstone Park, where to our astonishment we met Kathryn Goeke and Clarence McGuff. who were spending their honeymoon. They said that they were going to reside at Washington 1). C. where Clarence had a g vernment job. After a few da s stay, we started for Iowa. While on the way. the train became impaired, and they were forced to stop and fix it. We were delayed about an hour. In the meantime we walked over to a farmhouse, the only one within miles. We knocked at the door and who do you suppose opened it? Francis Roth, who had purchased a ranch and was prospering. Soon we were on our way to Chicago where we expected to remain a week. As Zephyr played havoc with our hair, it was almost d vn. We must go to a Marinello shop. Looking up we spied the names of Helen Wenk and Virginia Blair. We entered and Virginia met us. As we rested a while, we chanced to perceive '‘The Wapakoncta Daily News.” )ne page was covered with a clothing store advertisement, with Roy Foos as owner and Farnest Pitts as head clerk. On an- other page was an advertisement of a hardware store, owned by Irvin Docring. Eleanor May Hamilton, a famous elocutionist. was visiting at her home. Clinton De Long was the new manager of the Wapakoncta Steam Laundry. Mildred Christler, English teacher of Rlumc High, had gone to Lima on a business trip. In the church announcements there were the names Rev. Harold Runklc minister of the M. E. Church and Rev. Jacob Bowsher minister of the St. Paul’s Church. Lois Riiinchart and Edith McDouglc. Uniopolis teachers, had gone to Cleveland. Daisy De Long has resumed her office work after a short visit. William Tclljohn had installed an ice plant. By this time we had read the newspaper and bidding Virginia farewell, we resumed our course. On West Avenue tNs suddenly encountered a Naval officer. who was Everett breeders. On our way we glanced upward and t« our surprise we read. “Edgar E. Rabcrding, At-tornr General of the State of Illinois”. When we reached the hotel, we were met by Adiel Kuck. who was hotel manager. That evening we went to the Metropolis theater to hear a famous orchestra. To our right on the stage was Warren Fessler with his cello. After our stay in Chicago, we decided to spend a few days in Toledo. As we walked up to the ticket booth we recognized the familiar face of Edgar Koehl, and upon turning t.» leave we met John Koehl. who said that he was to play with the “Reds” that day in a baseball game. As we were about to descend from a street car we were met by Ludla Sifcrd. who was doing relief work in several of the large cities. While walking up High Street we glanced to one side and saw the name of Howard Bonnoront, an expert TWENTY -SEVEN