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

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 =—THE CARDINAL I, Virginia Crossman, do bequeath my ability to sit up late and yet not lose weight to Madge Littrell. I, Wallace Cooper, do bequeath my habit of pestering to Clarence Elder. I, Helen Gulick, do bequeath my superfluous avoirdupois (and questions) to Lolabelle Spitzer. I, Charlie Hanes, do bequeath my ability to get away with monkey remarks to Christy Albert. I. Ida Belle Major, do bequeath my habit of taking things slow and easy to Marguerite Koons. I, Herman Nottelmann, do bequeath my ability to make more noise and less racket than anyone else in the room to Joe Major. I, Ethel Robinson, do bequeath my ability to add up figures to Charlotte Hursh. I, Erma Robbins, do bequeath my Priscillian pulchritude to Helen Paxton. I, Hillis Staley, do bequeath my ability to have a finger in every pie to Luther Paxton. I, Lulu Rodgers, do bequeath my stock of simpers to James Wharton. I, Han Hursh, do bequeath my charming manner of speech to Velma Schroeder. I, Earlene Major, do bequeath my speed as a typist to Faye Mallinson. I, Stanley Beall, do bequeath my long eyelashes to Josephine Kruzan. I, Ruth Major, do bequeath my dependability to anyone unfortunate enough to be dependable. I, Richard Beall, do bequeath my optimism and good cheer to Wayne Norris. I, Florence Heiserman, do bequeath my loquacity to William Botts. I, Mary Ran, do bequeath my rare character of being an old-fashioned girl to Rowena Brelsfoard. I, Harold Vaughan, do bequeath the right to argue about anything and everything to Robert Willard. I, Pauline Wolfer, do bequeath a good stock of “faces” to Velma Baum to add to her present supply. I, John Lehn, do bequeath my grace to fall over anything in the road to Harold Sheneman. To the teachers we do leave the following: To Mr. Orr we bequeath a bottle of KDX so that he may replenish his crop of hair. To Mr. Ausbury we bequeath some freedom from prejudice so that he may discover the fact that girls are as smart as boys. To Miss Young we bequeath the privilege of lecturing the next year’s American history class. To Miss Pritchett we bequeath a box of Wrigley’s Spearmint so that during vacation she may overcome her dislike of gum chewing. To Miss Short we bequeath a larger shorthand class and hope that she will enjoy it more. To the Freshmen we bequeath the right to initiate next year’s Freshmen. To the Sophs we leave the privilege of sitting a little closer to the back of the assembly hall. To the Juniors we bequeath the privilege of worrying over when the Senior rings will come. To the undergraduates in general we bequeath the entire study hall as we shall have no further use of it after June, 1928. Page twenty one

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THE CARDINAL SENIOR CLASS HISTORY On September 1, 1924, thirty-five students enrolled in W. C. H. S. as Freshmen. This was the largest class in school. My! How scared they were. They soon got over their fright as the work progressed. The big event of the year was a party given by the Sophs. They did their part in making the carnival a success and several of their number had leading roles in the operetta, “The Gypsy Rover”. The year was over all too soon. At last another September arrived. But three members of the previous year failed to return. In Glee Club and society the Sophs did their best. Several members were elected to the Annual staff. They were well represented in the school play, “Am I Intruding?” At the end of the year everyone felt that he had done his part towards making the year a success. Would September of ’26 ever arrive? At last it came. Thirty-one jolly Juniors greet us at W. C. H. S. The Senior Class was so small that the Juniors felt they were almost as important as if they were Seniors. They put on a Junior play and aided in the operetta. They were well represented in everything: Annual, society, athletics, etc. They gave the Seniors a big banquet in the spring. This year passed very quickly. Seniors! How proud they were to receive that title although only twenty-three received it. Yet, they had the honor of being the largest class to graduate from W. C. H. S. They took part in all activities of the year. SENIOR WILL We, the departing Class of 1928, do sorrowfully make this last Will and Testament: I, Mildred Crantz, do bequeath my ability as a first-rate dissenter to Christy Albert. I, Lucille Andes, do bequeath my ability as a first-rate “tumbler” to Cleona Stevens. I, John Albert, do bequeath my habit of stalling when answering a question to Orbie Young. Page twenty

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THE CARDINAL A DAY DKEAM My thoughts now set upon the mast To see the future of my class. My ship sails on to see What has become of Charlie. In Chicago, there I find 1 Ie’s an electrician on the line. And there with him is Lene, Stepping stately as a queen. On to Decatur I go. There I find Mary, Erma and Flo. Mary’s a typist, Flo works in a store, Erma’s a singer and everyone knows her. In white cap and apron is Lucille Koons, Softly and quietly she steps into sick rooms. Then to Warrensburg, and here I find Ruth and her friend running the “Times”. Ethel, Virginia and Helen teach school, W here children are slapped if they don’t mind the rule. Pete is running the lumber yard. Dan’s his assistant and works quite hard. Now, John Lehn, I’ve often heard tell, On a farm is doing quite well. In Springfield, I find Iiillis the doctor; Well known for his work and quite popular. Here, Richard and Stanley are running a store, Where people come in to shop by the score. Wallace’s profession, “Teach Women to Drive”, Now isn’t that a big surprise? Then I landed at the IJ. of I. Where Harold is teacher of the sky. Mildred, is out in the West, To learn to ride, she’s doing her best. And Lucille Andes, I hear. Is engaged to a descendant of Paul Revere! Velma and Pauline, stenographers are they, Who work quite hard, but good is the pay. Lulu is traveling out on the sea, To learn the mysteries of history. Where’s John Albert ? I can’t decide, ’Cause my aeroplane’s taking a grand nose dive. —Ida Bell Major. Page twenty-two