Warren Western Reserve High School - Aurora Yearbook (Warren, OH)

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ai:linu1w:s.1+eLi:i11i:a svn-len high 51111001 E C H 0 E S Nin-am it-2-'fri-fig , i,..i.::nulmsf L1i11i1r 9:00 P. M. and upward at home, and she wished to show that she was privileged to stay out until 10:00 now-by virtue of having reached the brilliant age of 18. But a 10 B re- fusing a Senior and a Grad at that! Such impudence routed all that remained of Horatius's fast retreating temper. lf you won't attend the best play of the season with the only really important person who takes the trouble to ask you. then follow Dante into dreamland, and see if I cry about it. he snapped. Swinging about face ultra sharply. his rubber heel dug a hollow in the steel stairway of the school built in 13 B. C. Ql3efore Cranksj. Horatius was perplexed. VVho else would he care to be seen with. Thus he questioned Clarence X. Darrow on the way to cooking class. Ulf-hand. Clarence could think of Ethel Lamb. Say, what do you think I am, cradle-robber? snapped Horatius. Listen, Ill bet you expenses that you can't budge that dame, and even money that you are yellow to ask her, was Clarence's reply. Now Horatius had never allowed any one to say that he was yellow except when the boys dared him to admit that he had done his studying the previous evening wandering about a big table with three balls eternally parked somewhere on its broad surface. Horatius also might be taken up for defrauding the mentally deficient. But he was willing to take the risk. You're on. he said. Easy moneyf, l-loratius didn't take the trouble to make careful advances. 'He arranged for the use of the family car and bought his tickets from Mr. Purple. The next time he saw Ethel he announced that she could go with him to the Senior Play. Ethel looked him over for about one-thirteenth of a second. I think I'll possibly have something else to dof' she said. Horatius was desperate. VVhat youlll have to do ? he ventured. l do not see where that should concern you. It does though. what will you have to do. l don't know. VVell. why not go. ' Ethel prided herself on her Lamblike temper. She suddenly saw help coming in the form of a girl friend and she jumped at her opportunity. I wonderf, thought Horatius, as he watched her shoulder blades melt into the background, Maybe she didn't want to go with me. ' But Horatius was not yet conquered. Therefore the kindly sun looked down on l-loratius sprinting back to the house on the night of the play. The Hesperus II refused to budge. So Horatius was soliciting the help of his sire. His fond parent sniffed at the excuse for a human being behind the wheel clumsily bungling at the choke. If you'll take the car out of gear I think it'll start easier. he advised. ln all the world no car like this. he grunted as he whirled the crank. Perhaps it's just as well. he added, as when Horatius Jr. remembered' to switch on the ignition, the car asserted itself in rg feeble popping suggestion of a very much advanced spark. Horatius finally bungled the craft to the center of town and as the tires surged over the curb the car stopped for lack of gas but Horatius was blissfully ignorant of that sad fact. A H The high school orchestra wasistumbling through When the neighbors start their phonographs, we tune up our radio as Horatius sat down in the seafts pointedout to him by the usher who examined the numbers on every seat before he discovered where l Page One Hundred and Twelael '

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- Q - num: fzsgelulilsa g www- rm- Sch-ml . E C H 0 E S Ni-Mm Tw-mm-avg Q rs1Ilnu1a3zf.s111lm,:a e My Kingdom for a Glrl a Horatius Alexander Gaius Van Frederickson, Jr. slowly stretched his six by one frame and yawned. His gaze drifted over the 319.50 all wool suit, his brand spanking new pair of American Statesmen number nines, and his socks-Horatius didn't like socks for the reason that they imparted a very disagreeable odor to his otherwise perfect feet. The mirror reflected to the vainful youth the balance of his gorgeous outfit fpurchased at the Abberviated Lion Tamer's Placej. Horatius was tired-so tired that he could have slept peacefully while the VV. F. Cottonworth Store Cin which he was employed now and thenj burned to the whiskey cases. He sprawled in the arm chair and reviewed in his mind the events of the past few months. April-and murmurs of the Senior Play already iioating through the hydrogen sul- lide. Well, Horatius would have to become industrious. Last semester he had asked the only girl for the date at such a late hour that her mother refused to grant permission on account of the lack of time to think it over Cthough she had known Horatius since he was old enough to cry for eatsj. Horatius didn't plan to have history repeat itself. Therefore our young hero UD carefully spread oil over his troubled hair, applied his trusty wire cutter to his visage, added Deadman's Mole Cream, and dusting down the result with his sister's best rouge, he sallied ,forth to repeat what VVilson said to fthe Republican Senate, Weenies, Weddings, and Wickets. Amelia Lattin's eyes snapped brightly as she surveyed the goof in the immediate foreground. The balloon type spectacle rims caught her fancy but the size 38 frame decorated with size 32 mining shirt had exactly the opposite effect and the same might be said ofthe corduroys which made amends in width what they lacked in length. Amelia tactfully considered what to say by way of polite refusal, but the lanky obstacle to her range of vision scattered her thoughts to Siberia and all hope of concentration even farther-possibly as far as her interests in studies. For two whole minutes she studied the lean shanks hopelessly floundering in the huge trousers while she attempted to frame a suitable reply. In the meantime she talked of eveirything else under the sun. Horatius Enally snapped out a curt farewell and took his departure. He had not time to waste with a girl who had to think what she could wear to match his line suits before she would accept his offer. So Horatius turned his mind to more likely prospects. When he finally cornered Irma Snyder he found her to be far more encouraging than Anfelia. Irma would be glad to go. She could think of nothing she would like better. Clrma had a fasting working skullj. Yes, Irma thought such a thing would be line BUT-Irma was going to spend the week before graduation with her aunts in Youngs- town. Of course they could accompany her to the Senior Play and incidently come to see her graduate. Her aunts all detested boys. Every one of them still held the title of Miss, and Horatius thought that-take added would make it more appropriate. No, it simply couldn't be done. Irma was sorry-so was Horatius. But there were ten million odd others and Horatius would, if necessary, ask all ten to secure a seatmate. A Elva Young came to the point-with Horatius on the receiving end. I could go, but I don't want to, she said. Oh, I don't know whether I could or not, but I don't care to anyway. Elva had, until recently, spent her evening hours from , IPage One Hundred and Elrvenl

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- f Illllllf-fsfliiifillllllfif Warren High School E C H 0 E S Ninefeeh Twenlu-HW JfillllllI i'ff1LE3:.HlIlllliff ' to seat Horatius. The seat beside him contained Irma's coat! Horatius nearly swal- lowed his lip stick. He caught sight of her electric blue dress coming toward him but he pretended to be interested in Mr. Scher, the orchestra leader going through his daily dozen. Horatius finally whispered from the back of his hand what he though of the ignorant, idiotic, dumb Youngstown lad she had introduced him to the other day. Upon receiving as a reply a growl distinctly masculine Horatius turned and beheld- Youngstown. He fainted. On coming back to earth, Horatius found that he was being attended by a very Venus. He immediately started flirting and ended by escorting her to his vacant sea although it gave him a pain in the candy receiver when he saw that he ha been carriedt to the ladies rest room pending recovery. After flinging Irma's coat in Youngstown's face, a good time was had by all. But the car refused to start. The man who owns one was absent and Horatius only had a quarter and that was to buy himself some perfume. But the girl who hailed from the thriving metropolis of Leavittsburg had to be taken home. He finally led her to the Toonerville Trolley fby a roundabout way, it must be confessedj and bid her good- night. Leavihg the ancient four wheeled chariot to its own fate, Horatius ambled home whilsting I Love You. Horatius switched on the parlor light and read the note she had given him with the parting words, Till we meet again. It was scrawled in a masculine hand, I am sorry to have deceived you, but circumstances required that I should be attired in feminine garb tonight. Yours for the future. Detective Missemf' Yes, Horatius was tired. Well, he swore, I'll be a big idiot if that isn't the very limit. He dropped into the arm chair. Yes, Sherman was talking about women, no doubt about it. Oh well, there was next year, and he would be an alumnus. Next time-next time-next time-Y g ' ' - Giraffe ' From his very first appearance Allan Frayer was an object of derision for the so- called smart set of Greenwood High. On the opening day of school an assembly was called in the auditorium to give the pupils some advice concerning the new semester. About five minutes after the bell had rung everyone of the eight hundred pupils were seated. 1The principal, Mr. King, held up his hand for silence. - After a little preliminary buzzing the room settled into a deep hush. At precisely that moment Allan Frayer made his never-to-be-forgotten debut at Greenwood. The whole school heard slow footsteps coming leisurely toward the auditorium. The door opened and a tall, lanky boy slowly stumbled ,down the aisle. Without doubt he was the most awkward human ever created. When he walked there wasn't a joint in his body that did not move. Straight down 'the aisle he' ambled, and planked himself in the f'ront.row'.. Then while the room was perfectly quiet one of the school wits murmered audibly Say, who let that giraffe out, anyway? This was too much. Unanimously from eight hundred throats a roar of laughter shook the building. Pandemonium reigned. The delighted pupils shrieked with mirth. The newcomer took the gibe very quietly and a broad grin spread over his countenance, From that time on he, was known by no other name than I Page',0ne Hundred ami Thirtesnfl