West Night High School - Echo Yearbook (Cincinnati, OH)

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As A Grade students we found more difhcultics to con- tend with, for members of our ciass were at the head of the EVENING SCHOOL VOICE. Solid Geometry required a great deal of our efforts, and American History and Civics gained great preference, for, are not a number of the girls devoted suffragettes, and vastly interested in the political conditions of our country? Having spent such an enjoyable Christmas entertain- ment with the Class of '13, we decided to follow their exam- ple, and ask the Juniors to join us in our festivities this year. Old Santa again appeared, With toys for each and all, and those evenings, when we were brought back to the realms of child- hood, Will not easily be effaced from our memories. And now. alas, there remains little to add to this, our class history The time has come When we must relinquish all hold or claim to our beloved Alma Mater. We must place her banner in the hands of the oncoming Seniors, and bid farewell. CY Classmates, let not this be the end of your struggle for education Let not your ambition he smothered. Keep on striving, for to stop would only mean to fall. En- deavor t0 Hlive up to the best that is in you, and When that age is reached when there is. no future of which to dream, then turn the pages of Memory's book, and review the hours of youth and fiery ambition, the hours spent in the Old West Night High ALMA GRUENER.

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our number, namely, Fred Kemphues, a member of the German class. We entered our third year, and felt that now we were coming into importance. Our numbers having decreased considerably, the Latin and German classes were consolidated into one Junior class. We continued the study of Plane Geometry, and can only express the deepest regret that we were not fortunate enough to have the laboratory work con- nected with the study of Physics as the Classes that follow us will have. In English we read the HLife of Samuel johnson, and it was only a matter of a few weeks for some of the more apt students to go about using long, sonorous words. In our Junior year we were given permission to hold class meetings each alternate Thursday evening, from 9:30 to 10 dclock. Will we ever forget those meetings? Surely we can not forget the Mock Trial, when Mr. Marakowitz, a strike-breaker, was accused of murdering his employer. How anxiously we waited for the verdict of the jury! And were we not delighted to hear the accused proclaimed inno- cent, for the supposed Mr. Marakowitz was one of our friends. And in connection with the Mock Trial, a number of us recall another incident, which perhaps ought not to be men- tioned; but since we are about to bid farewell, let us con- fess our folly. We were arranging for the Mock Trial one evening, and stayed after school for quite a while, without asking for permission to do so. It was almost 10 olclock before we realized that we were to go home, and then has- tened to leave the building in silence, but to our great dismay the doors were locked, and we were trapped. What was to be done? How to get out? We could already hear Mr. Wilkinson reprimanding us for our misdemeanor, and almost heard the statement, HYou are expelled from school for such disorderly conduct. Suddenly one of the party had a brill- iant inspiration. Was not the Gym 0n the groundrfloor, and could we not easily leave the building by means of the Gym window? Stealthily we groped our way through the dark Gym to the nearest window, and climbed out into the tor- rents of rain, for it seemed as though the elements were endeavoring to make this prank of ours seem more realistic. We were free, and at that moment resolved that we would never again use the window instead of the door as an exit; but whether all have kept this resolution, I can not say, It was in this year that the A Grade invited us to join them in their Christmas festivities, and at this affair, one of the Mighty Seniors appeared as Old Santa, and presented to each, including the teachers, a lU-cent toy. We distinctly remember the HB-A Receptionf, and finally, Class Night, the night when the Class.0f 313 bade farewell to the school, and left in our keeping the banner and repu- tation thereof. Words can not express the pride and emo- tion that wererfelt upon accepting these honors. Examinations were successfully passed, and at last we were Seniors.

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CLASS PROPHECY, 1914. than fiction, and I wiH hereby try to relate to you a few of the truthg which have. crossed my path in my journey through life. When I was forty years old 557000.000 was bequeathed to me, and this event was such a shock to 111V nervous sys- tem that I fell into a swoon, and then a strange phenomenon occurred. It seemed to 1116 that I was in 21 strange city, among people with whom I was not acquainted. I feit 21 strange sense of freedom, however, and lookingr down, I beheld that I wasiclothed as a man, Not wishing to attract attention, and fearing detection. I hurried down a Rtreet and ran straightway into the hahcls of fate, who proved to he an officer of the law. 'I assumed a very deliberate calmness and a very maimish stride, hut to no avail, for, with a friend- ly tap on the shoulder, I was bade to follow. which request I could not refuse. Who could this keen-eyed person he who so easily detected me? Of course, it was 110116 Other than Alma Rolf. Our meeting was fraught with tears and smiles; but, alas, Alma was Firm in her duty and to court we went. With all due ceremony I was preatentcd t0 the H011. Judge Niemeyer. Through his kind efforts the cane against me for wearing mate attire was dismiswd, and I was permitted to hetake myself out Of that vivinity, mHIS WORLD is full Of truths which are Stranger Dora Miller. This was indeed :1 trying experience, and, being tired and thirsty, I sought a cooler Vicinity, and 30011 I saw a. Sign ttGradis Pharmacy and Soda Fountain? I quickiy entered this delightful Spot, and a smiling TOSinhBeketI damsel came forward whu proved to be ROWE Grad. After a few hours. of friendly ciigcourse I departed with the information that I was in XYashington, D. C., and would probably 90011 have the opportunity of meeting several of my old friends And, indeed, I did, for upon paying a visit to Congress, to my great surprise and delight, I noticed that Senators Sylvia Naish and Mathew Matoney from Ohio were pre- senting to Congress a bill providing for nation-wide prohibi- tion. and that Representative Evelyn Moeller was vehe- mently voicing 1101' protest against such an act Soon the President made her appearance and delivered a speech on the advisahility of establishing free trade with our latest annexation, Mexico. I waited until Congress adjourned for the day, and had the honor of shaking the hand of President Fanny Clements. By this time I was obsessed by an acute pain, and my thoughts naturally turned to the Vision of an abundant meal. 011 I wandered until I came to an oasis in my desert of hunger a restaurant. I wasted no precious moments but immediately gave my order, and 50011 :1 waiter appeared with a heavy tray, which held my attention. But more so