Westville High School - Echo Yearbook (Westville, IN)

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Will ofthe Class of 1921 Friends in passing leave behind Their wills to help their fellows kind, And all their dear and loved possessions Must be left with fond professions. So the Class of '21, Laden with their honors won, Will their All unto these others, Underclassnzen, fellows, brothers. Martha Barnard's lithe slim grace Shall help to solve Miss Enid's case, And Helen Cummings' Coal black hair They leave to Scotty, whose is so fair. To all fresh Freshies for many years, Her assurance Lela leaves with tears. Keep it, folks, and make it buzz, You'l1 need it worse than Lela does. Alice Barnard's I don't know She leaves with Vernon's long drawn Oh-h-h. And Beulah Hi1ton's bright red waist She leaves to those who lack her taste. Ruth Coulter's rare good nature She he1'eby divides with every creature. Mary Keel's sagaciousness Is Edward Gill's with graciousness. To Ruth Kelly, who sings soprano, They leave Miss Morris' skill at piano. Kind thoughts they leave for Vera Powell, The girl whom they all like so well. 5 To Earl Larsen, with flaming hair, They leave Mertie Shunk, so blooming and fair, Vivacious Charlotte, a sophomore, They wish to remember evermore. To Ralph Bluhm, with throttle wide, They leave Grace Tiffany's modesty with pride, Use it, Ralph, 'twill serve you well, May do you good so they foretell. Irene, Kathryn and Florence, too, 'Io forget these three would never do, Also there's Ruth, Helen, Howard and Winnie, CFrom the House of Reed there seems to be manyj May other teachers ne'er have less Of placid tolerance than Miss Cass- May the benevolence of Miss Smick Long to the Seniors' memory stick.

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strange scenes and figures, weird and uncanny, were taking shape. A voice from somewhere in hollow, ghostly tones commanded me to look and see the very things for which I was longing. Tremblingly, I obeyed it, and dear old places that I well remembered, and people I had associated with day after day in school passed before my eyes. I had forgotten my pres- ent surroundings, I was living in the past. Again I heard the voice, this time it said: That is the past, now look at the present, I semed to be in a wonderful room, a magnificent dinner was the order of the evening. The hostess' face seemed familiar. Who could it be? Suddenly it dawned upon me that it was Martha Barnard, my old class- mate, who was now the acknowledged leader of all social doings, great and small, in Newport, where her husband owned a large estate. The scene shifted suddenly. A beautiful ranch house appeared. I was shown a fascinating room in the house. This time I had no difiiculty in recognizing the woman who sat by the window. It was Ruth Coulter, who, with her husband, owned more land than any of us, their ranch being com- posed of ten thousand acres. The scene was changed quickly to a farm in the middle west. A beau- tiful house and other farm buildings were set high among the hills on the farm. Everything had an air of refinement, prosperity and peace. In the young woman who was about to climb into an automobile, I recognized my old friend, Alice Barnard. She Was now married to the prosperous owner of this farm, who had won her in spite of other persistent young rivals. The next time the place shown to me was in the oil fields of Texas. A beautiful roadster drove up. A young woman alighted and went into the oflice of the owner of the fields. It was Helen Cummings, and she appeared perfectly at home in the richly furnished office. I supposed she was the oil king's wife. That gentleman, by the way, was working in the steel mills in Gary at the time of our graduation. Now, last but not least, I was shown the private office of the member of our class who had climbed highest on the ladder to fame. Lela Miller was the only one, besides myself, who had not married. She had entered politics and had made such a success that there were no doubts in anyone's mind that she would be President of the United States by the time she would be thirty-five. As I was shown her she was seated at her desk with her head bowed in thought, and I wondered if she, tob, were not thinking of days gone by. Suddenly the clock struck eleven, just the hour the commencement ex- ercises had ended ten years ago. The spell passed and I was again alone with my thoughts. But I am happy now, for I have seen with my own eyes the homes of my classmates, and I feel certain that at least one of them is doing something that will make the class of 1921 remembered through future years.

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And Mr. Hyde's capacious grin T hey leave to those who wish to win. The fitting dignity of Mr. Knoll They leave to Emma, who has none at all. Now if any name has had no mention, The Seniors' good will shall be their portion. May they have left footprints in Learning's Hall, That may help and guide you, one and all. e Manual Training As I went down the back stairs I thought I heard some extra noise. I paused a second and finally discovered that it was Harland Barnard driving a doll pin. He is taking Manual Training. I went down and looked in the door and noticed Lloyd Miller doing a very delicate piece of work on a sparrow trap. He can do this kind of work because of the extra light he has on the bench just in front of him. Earl Larsen is one of the old timers in the shop and he is always ready to help the shop progress. At present our class consists of thirteen boys, who are trying to learn what Manual Training really is. It signifies the systematic study of the theory and use of common tools. In our department we use only wood, but Manual Training is not limited to wood aloneg it takes in the use of metals, alloys, plastic materials and drawing, both free hand and mechanical. The cutting of fire wood or the handling of a pitchfork is not Manual Training, because they lack system and continuity, hence such cases are not termed Manual Training, It proves to be a far better thing than was even expected when it was begun. It serves as a developing school where pupils can discover their inborn capacities and lead them to the study of science, engineering, math- ematics or any of the practical arts. Manual Training is a new art of expression and gives the brain, hand and eye a chance to develop together. Each pupil is encouraged to make his own selection as to his proj ect, provided his selection is within his abil- ity. This is his chance to develop originality. We do not consider the amount of work done, but the quality, the attitude taken while in the shop and the natural ability that the use of common tools brings to light. Manual Training must not be thought of as being limited to boys, be- cause girls can get the same development, learn the care of wood and fur- niture which will be of use to them in future years. Manual Training for one year has the tendency to do the things men- tioned above. After that we try to introduce the principles of carpentry, cabinet making, etc., which leads to a trade, prepare for entrance into a trade school, or to aid in general the farm and home manual training needs.