Warrensburg Latham High School - Cardinal Yearbook (Warrensburg, IL)

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JUNIOR CLASS Top Row (left to right)—Everett Pease, Virgil Schroeder, Earl Rau, Archie Spitzer, Frank James, Herbert Kerwood, Merritt Pease. Middle Row—Mary Waggoner, Helen Crossman, Rena Rogers, Ruth Gillen, Lucile Lehn, Olive Buckley, Margaret Eyman, Thelma Garrett. Lower Row—James Eyman, Mildred Dietrich, Winnifred Pease, Maude Dietrich, Martha Albert, Craig Waller. (Charles Hall, not in picture.) JUNIOR CLASS HISTORY Three full years of trials, failures, and successes, go to make this, our class history, interesting. We feel that our High School life is like a drama, and so it shall be here represented. Act I Time, 1922-23 The curtain rises on twenty-four new Freshmen assembling at the High School. Each is dazzled by the glitter of High School life and overwhelmed by the dignified air of the place. Slowly the mysteries of Algebra and Latin are unfolded to them and soon the needed adjustments are made. The first eventful social feat of the season was a weiner roast staged at the Lehn home. The Freshies display, in a splendid manner, their ability to entertain. All through the first year the Freshmen show their unusual aptitude until, at the close, their names have been set in startling letters upon the annals of the school. Twenty-six

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([CARDINAL)) We had landed in the field directly north of it. Full of excitement, I climbed out and started toward town, almost running. As I turned the corner at the main street, in a great rush, I collided with a tall, strongly built young man and would have fallen had he not caught me. Looking up, I gazed straight into the face of Orval Robinson, the one person farthest from my thots. I was so surprised that for a moment I just stared, until I finally gained my balance. Then I started plying him with questions, what was he doing, how long he had been here and everything I could think of to ask him. He told me that for two years he had been head mechanic at the Warrensburg Canning Company and had good prospects of staying for many years to come. During this time we had been slowly walking toward my old home. Jerry and I visited until the next day, then again started on our way. We rode until about evening when he turned in his seat and told me we would have to land, as there was something wrong with the engine. After some time, he found a landing place and we descended again. It seemed to be a suburb of a city as we could see various smoke stacks in the distance. We went to the road near by and were slowly walking toward the city, when a large car approached and stopped. The driver asked us if we should like to ride to town and we immediately accepted. After arriving in Denver, Colorado, as we afterward found the town to be, we asked the driver the way to the nearest garage. He drove us there and as he seemed to be such a friendly man we all went into the garage. When we reached the light I turned and looked at our good friend who had driven us to the city and found to my amazement that it was Paul Waggoner, another of my classmates and in my graduating class from High School at Warrensburg, Illinois. We talked for a while and Paul told me that he was on a pleasure trip at the present, before the next session of Congress, as he was State Senator from Illinois. We did not have long to converse, as Jerry and I had to be on our way, so after getting the aeroplane repaired we again started. The rest of our trip was uneventful and on the next day we arrived in Los Angeles, California. As I planned to visit here, Jerry returned to Washington, D. C. On the second day of my arrival my friends were taking me to see the city. I wished to visit the James Marion University, so in a short time we found ourselves in the beautiful building. My friends especially urged that we visit one English class because of the fame of this English instructor. After listening to this famous instructor for probably fifteen minutes, I recognized in her, certain traits of some old friend, when at last it came to me that it was Katherine Albert, my old school chum at Warrensburg. After class we had quite an enjoyable talk. As I went to my hotel that evening, I pondered upon my miraculous meeting with all of my old classmates and wondered at their success. Then my thots turned to myself, how I had climbed from a third class stenographer to private secretary to our renowned president, G. L. Orr. Myra Kretzer. Twenty-five

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Time 1923-24 Twenty-three egotistical, yet eager Sophomores take their seats in the second section of the assembly. All have become accustomed to High School life in the previous year and, as a consequence, each has assumed a scholarly air and begun his work in earnest. The class takes an active part in the school activities and makes abundant contributions to athletics and music. This year several of the members also help in the publication of the Cardinal. During this act, the scene is shifted from the old school building to the beautiful new one which the community has provided for us. The class finds the new building very interesting but soon all explorations are completed and they are settled down to work as before. No special social event occurs in this year but all take an active part in the regular social activities. The act closes a tremendous success. Act III Time 1924-25 The climax of the play. Twenty-three Juniors take the stage. Enthusiasm runs high ; a tremor of excitement permeates the air. In athletics several Juniors win their letters. The Junior play, “And Home Came Ned,” is staged and goes over big. Compliments to the Juniors! When the operetta, “Gypsy Rover” was given, four Juniors were chosen for the cast. All thru this year, the Juniors keep their banner high, preparing themselves for the title of Seniors, which will befall them in the ensuing year. As the last big event of the year, the Junior-Senior entertainment is not to be forgotten. In casting our title, “Juniors” for a more dignified one, “Seniors” we look back upon this year as one never to be forgotten, dear to the hearts of all in the class of ’26. Twenty seven