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

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THE CARDINAL SENIOR WILL We, the distinguished and noted members of the Class of 1930, know that we must pass into that unknown world beyond the high school rooms, and do have some valuable possessions which we cannot take with us. We have decided, therefore, to will these things to our lower classmates so that they may still be in use in the Warrensburg High School. We, the Class of 1930, leave unto the classes as a whole some wonderful things. To the Freshmen, the wit and mischievousness of the Seniors. To the Sophomores, a caution to watch deportment grades. To the Juniors, the responsibilities of running the school the following year. Each member of the class thinks it his duty to leave something for which he is noted. I, Marion Cheffer, do will some of my lofty stature to Gene Willard. I, Howard Williams, do bequeath my studiousness to Harold Chumbley. I, James Wharton, do will some of my surplus weight to Goldie Binkley. I, Everett Brown, do will my ability for playing basketball to Herschel Shene- man. I. illiam Gillen, do give my ability for writing stories to Willard Buckley. I, Joe Major, do will my good looks and ability for love-making to Eucien Willard. I. Cleona Stephens, do bequeath my winsome ways to Leota Steele, hoping that she uses them as effectively as I have. I, ElvaLena Albert, give my position as a typist to Obie Young. I, Kathryn Robbins, do give my love for eating candy to Mildred Crossman. I, LolaBelle Spitzer, give to Nelson Vaughan, my beloved pastime of debating. I, Madge Eittrell, do give, with greatest sincerity, my love affairs to William Botts. (Signed) The Senior Ci.ass By: Madge Eittrell Marion Cheffer. Witnesses: Ei.vai.ena Albert Cleona Stephens. - 21 .

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THE CARDINAL CLASS HISTORY •A VOYAGE IN EDUCATION” It was a bright, sunny day, to be sure. It was the seventh day of September, in the year of 1926, when twenty-nine gay, frolicksome youngsters assembled on the bank of the School Campus. They gazed with wistful eyes at the great ship which was going to take them on a four years cruise of Education. The name of this good ship was “W. C. H. S.” We had often fancied ourselves walking along its stately deck, and how happy we were to think that at last our dreams were to come true. Sharply at 8:45 o’clock, our leader, Joe Major, shouted, “All aboard!” and we entered the assembly, to be greeted by our captain, Mr. Orr. At first the days seemed long and toilsome. We thought we should never become accustomed to our duties; but after the first month, the time flew too fast. Our journey was made safely and without many severe storms, but we ran into several hurricanes which our sh’pmates called Exams”. Finally we sailed into the harbor of Vacation. On September 6, 1927, we resumed our journey, with only eighteen classmates. On October 8, Madge Littrell appeared on the deck of our ship. Cecil Andes became our leader and, under her guidance, we entertained the Freshmen at a party held in the ball room gym. We took part in the social activities, such as Glee Club, Basketball, Societies, and the Cardinal. The following year, we set out for the port of the Junior Class. Early on September 5, 1928, we reached our destination, leaving behind us six of our fellow passengers. A new man, Marion Cheffer, had become a member of our crew, and James Wharton was our leader. We moved along over the smooth waters of the Class Rooms, until we again entered the harbor of Vacation. On September 4, 1929, we set sail for our last port, the Senior Class. Our number had decreased to eleven, but the remaining people were hard workers and good fighters, and Madge Littrell was chosen as the leader. At last our journey is ended, but we shall never forget the short, happy days we have spent aboard the “W. C. H. S.”, while we watched her gay-colored flag of cardinal and gold, floating out on the cool breezes. Now, after a few months of vacation, we shall soon set sail on another voyage, which shall determine our usefulness in the future, to our fellow-men. Madge Littrell. CLASS OFFICERS President.........................................Madge Littrell Vice-president.......................... Joseph Major Secretary-Treasurer..............................Marion Chelfer “On the road to success” Motto.. Colors.. Flower - 20 - Silver and Gold .......Red Rose

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THE CARDINAL THE FUTURE OF ELEVEN Listen, my friends, and you shall hear Of our Class of ’30 and its career. James, a policeman, with flat feet and all. Strolls down the streets of Montreal; While Kathryn’s voice, so soft and sweet, Announces, “We’ll now hear ‘Piccolo Pete’.” And Howard, poor boy, how we pity him! Has fourteen children and looks very grim. Cleona is the first lady of the land, She holds the country in the palm of her hand. Far off in that cold country, Labrador, Marion Cheffer is our ambassador. Everett, a trapeze performer is he, Who draws a crowd while making whoopee! Madge, on the same bill with Everett each day, Dances on her toes and to the music does sway. LolaBelle is the wife of a lawyer grand, And keeps him arguing “to beat the band”. Joseph is a doctor and saves many lives, And even once cured a case of hives. Elvalena Albert is a Latin teacher, And the pupils think she’s some preacher. William is running a hot dog stand. And doesn’t make money as he had planned. Take heed, my friends, and never fear, For in the future this will appear! Madge Littrei.l LolaBei.ee Spitzer Cleona Stephens. MY LIZZIE A pal of mine it is indeed, Not much for looks, but oh the speed! Around the corner, up the hill, It’s one that can provide the thrill. To school we go from day to day To join our friends in work and play; We often are a little late, But that’s my own, not Lizzie’s fate. In rain it is a duck, almost, But say, it’s better not to boast; In snow it is an awful woe, And absolutely will not go. For this old can I’ll do my bit. And try to keep it full and fit, If it will always do its share And split the wind to get me there. Marion CiiEFEER 22