Williamsport High School - Goldenrod Yearbook (Williamsport, IN)

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Q16 QUE e.1z,,1'f1. . VJ, Q: ' Semor Class Prophecy The huge air transport roared through the morning skies. My pulse quickened at the thought of what awaited me, for I was bound for the great metropolis of New York. The helmeted figure of the pilot was silhouetted through the glass partition. I glanced across thc aisle. A well dressed man, short and stocky, and strangely familiar, sat opposite me. His eye met mine and the light of recognition that it held told me that I was not mistaken. It was Gene Renville, and, as he told me, after an exchange of greetings, he too was bound for New York, to defend his interests in the tobacco trade. We sat reminiscing as the plane circled to a landing at the Munici- pal Airport. The pilot, for the first time, raised his goggles and I knew, with a start of delight, that it was Charles Lowe. He greeted us with his habitual smile and we left the plane together. As we stepped to the ground, a large touring car swung into the field and came to a grinding stop. A man in the uniform of a U. S. Army ofiicer stepped from the car. He paused to adjust his cap, and as he lifted it from his head, a shock of blonde hair was revealed and on closer observation, I recognized him to be my old friend, Lynn Graham. He greeted us with enthusiasm and led us to the office of the field. We entered the building and were greeted by a business-like woman who proved to be no other than Nelle Smith, our old classmate, who was in charge of the clerical department of the airport. After an exchange of greetings, and a promise to keep in touch with them in later years, I made my way to a waiting cab and was whisked away to my hotel in the heart of the city. As my cab approached the hotel, I noticed that a crowd of people had gathered about the entrance and I asked my driver as to the reason. He told me that a celebrated actress, Miss Keith, was staying at the hotel. I remembered my old classmate, Imogene, and, out of curiosity, I joined the crowd to get a glimpse of the celebrity. I was doubly fortunate. It was Imogene and none other than her friend, Lena White, now her business manager and companion. I spoke to them as they passed and they immediately recognized me and invited me to their suite. made my way to their suite. I was admitted by the maid a il entering the reception room, was surprised to see that anoth Abe' Q -,hr '- ir.-nf ff-y 'J ,f'.4f 'x - 1 1-.xg Q I 'x av Qu. 'E' 5 I A-, 15 F ? , After registering, I decided to have a chat with my friend Mig r,y:,l'l'f N ,U Se ' 4 -- e .- ,Q-Qilllumii .. ...iezlfuifif :ct TN I A nw zlivlll V 1 I 5 Page nineteen

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T1 4' ef Olde I'0 C19 S - -' A api- li. J -41-E-2 1 5- ' 5 5 i-A Q I 1 - 1 EiV5f,L.'w A 'N YQ ' l'4 ' f::.:'.'1f . I 51 I ui '11 1 , Senior Class History On September 3, 1927, twenty-six industrious students embarked at Greene in the State of Freshman upon a journey through the land of education on the Latin-Algebra Limited, bound for Graduation. These students knew that the way would be very rocky, with many obstacles in itg also, that all kinds of weather would be encountered. So they prepared. They chose as their Conductor Estel Amickg Assistant, Lynn Graham, and Keeper of Money and Records, Ralph Strickland. The weather was remarkably good all through this country and twice they stopped to enjoy themselves at parties, one at the home of Mr. Hurley and the other in the W. H. S. Gym. When this tribe of adventurers found themselves upon the thresh- old of the Land of Sophomore, they chose a new group of leaders in order that they might have more safety and confidence in themselves in going through this land, which' was well-known for its quicksands of Geometry and Latin II. Lynn Graham became Conductor, Mary Held, Assistant, and Geneva Marlatt, Keeper of Records and Money. The majority of the band passed through safely, but a few were caught in the quicksands and fell by the wayside. Their amusement in that land was in the form of two parties, a Hallowe'en and a Hard Times party. Then, they entered that dangerous land of Juniors. Heretofore, the weather had been enjoyable, but as they neared this land they saw storms and cloudy weather brewing on the horizon and they sought to avoid them. They picked from their ranks, Lynn Graham, their Con- ductor in the Land of Sophomore, who had proved himself so diplo- matic that they decided to keep him as their chief advisor in times of trouble. Mary Held became his Assistant, Desmond Abel, Keeper of Money, and Geneva Marlatt, Keeper of Records. The storms came, however, in the form of many questions which arose concerning the Junior-Senior Reception. The weather was blue for a while, but the Reception was enjoyed by all. Now they had only one country through which to go. The mosi important of all-Senior Land. Estel Odle now became Conductor, Desmond Abel, Assistant, and Maxine Schlosser, Keeper of Records and Money. Their activities this year, the publishing of the Goldenrod, Baccalaureate, Reception and other minor ones, mingled with the thought that this was a land never to be passed through again, made the last lap of their journey a most pleasant one. However, when the culmination of the four-year journey, Graduation, came, all welcomed. after this they could pass into the outside world of greater en MARLATT '31 QQ '11 K ' ' L l ' N 1 t. '. l iniiif. -. H- -a . I .1 -' -V'-' V 5 . lt il .ns Page eighteen

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f befgolde ro J' 5 if 5 ZTIII ?s1,Zff- Q. argl I gif, .- 1 1 511- r W1 A. , - ,E J A has present, interviewing my friends. I started to leave but was called back by the stranger. As I approached him I was aware of a sense of familiarity, and as he greeted me, I realized that he was my old class- mate, Estel Odle. He had prospered since graduating, and was now the editor of the World Press, one of New York's largest newspapers. We chatted with our friends, and after finally taking our leave, made our way to his club, to which he had invited me to lunch, with a promise of some surprises. We entered the club, and after I had been seated, my friend left me on some mission known only to himself. Presently he returned, accompanied by three other men, and as they approached, I recognized the newcomers to be Ralph Strickland, Desmond Abel, and Archie Greenwood. They greeted me heartily and we all lunched together, relating our experiences since high school days. These three fellows, it seemed, after graduating, had joined together in a partnership and formed an organization which had been highly successful, being known as the Giant Chain Stores. While we were still seated, a man arose from a table nearby and approached our table. At first glance he was a stranger but on closer scrutiny we recognized him. It was Lincoln Rush, and we learned, after talking with him a few minutes, that he was now chief of New York's great detective force. At present he was perplexed by the theft of the famous jewels of one of New York's society leaders, Audress Traviolia, which had been stolen in a daring holdup that had occurred as she and her party were leaving the theater. And, by coincidence. the attraction was none other than a recital by Dorothy Frazier, now an accomplished violinist. After chatting with my friends for a short while, I took my leave and made my way down Broadway. Still thinking of the jewel rob- bery and the twist of fate attached to it, I purchased a newspaper, not only to learn the details of the robbery but also to find out the duration of Miss Frazier's performance. I was more than successful. Not only did I learn that Miss Frazier's performance continued for the duration of the week, but also of the activities of some of my old classmates. In an upper corner of the sport page was a picture of none other than Geneva Crowe, now world's champion woman golfer, and on the next page, the society page, I found several things of interest. ' t and Countess Seville Cformerly Dorothy Cameron! were ouri United States the first time since their wedding. And I Q 'fi mm N iii .QB N! I l -A . PM . . t ' 4.32 SES M lUllIii3 ,..f 1i G' .-'7 1+ ' lily, .WV wg, -,'.A . V ' Page twenty Ji'