Wilson Central School - Crest Yearbook (Wilson, NY)

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STARLIGHT PAGE NINETEEN VIII. For the sake of your fellow classmates be careful how you handle bottles containing H2S. IX. Do not bring tempting lunches to eat after school, as it gives those around you an uncomfortable feeling. X. Do not use C. 1 nitric acid to remove slight stains from the hands. When we first came to these school doors, We were Freshmen, as green as grass; Now, as grave and reverend Seniors, Smile we over the verdant past. We have fought four years together. We have struggled side by side; We have conquered every hardship. We have come out on top the tide. George, we know, will go to Harvard, Some to Norwich or to Rome; Some to Greenland’s icy mountains. More, perhaps, will stay at home. —M. E. T„ ’16. LAST WILL AND TESTAMENT OF THE CLASS OF 1916. We, the Seniors of the Wilson High School, of the Town of Wilson, in the County of Niagara and State of New York, being of sound minds and memories, do make, publish and declare this our last Will and Testament in manner following, that is to say: First We direct that all our just debts and expenses be paid and that our class photographs be given to each of our surviving families. Second: We bequeath the two waste paper baskets in chapel to the High School, pupils, as more suitable places for depositing their gum than under the desks. Third: We give and bequeath the honest old thermometers that hang at the back of the room, to the Freshies. Fourth : We give and bequeath the neatly kept lockers in the Chemistry Laboratory to the future Chemistry and Physics classes. On the condition that they keep them in the same order. Fifth : To the coming Chemistry Class we bequeath this warning. don't laugh when there is an explosion. It’s dangerous, as words usually follow without smiles. Sixth : We give and bequeath the North East class room, ihe seat of many disputes, but nevertheless sacred to us all, to the Juniors. Seventh: We give and bequeath our honorable back seats to the Seniors of 1917. on the condition that their conduct is good, if no , they must be moved to the front. Eighth: If any of the persons mentioned in this will shall con- test this, our said will, we direct and order that he, she or they rhall be cast off entirely and his, her or their share shall go to those not so contesting. Lastly, we appoint our beloved Professor, Mr. Mcllroy, executor of this our last Will and estament, hereby revoking all former wills

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PAGE EIGHTEEN STARLIGHT powerless to move except to keep his gaze riveted upon the white clothed figure. The apparition now with a slow gliding motion passed into the kitchen. When a few moments had elapsed, Blair caught the words which were uttered in a low but distinct voice, “John, 0 John, is that you? Have you come back again?” The tones were almost pitiful yet half expectant as if she were looking for some one long absent. Back from the kitchen she came and directly towards him; always moving in that ghostly manner. Then for the first time Blair beheld her face. The features were pallid but very marked. “My God!” he exclaimed under his breath, “can this be Alice Le Vans or her spirit? It must be; it cannot be other than her!” By this time the figure had passed his couch and to the front door. She made a motion as if to open tin door. Suddenly she shrank back; her arms extended before her and the palms of her hands outward as if she would repell some danger. What an expression of terror was on her face now! The hole in the floor was directly behind her and then. “O John, please don t. please don’t do if. Then with a low but piercing shriek she threw up her hands and disappeared. A few moments later the trap door fell with a thud and a'l was still. , 7.7 ' Blair could not move; he was one turned to stone. What mortal could undergo such a spectacle without loss of self control? Blair did not sleep the rest of the night. IIis thoughts were too busy and lie was completely unnerved. Wlimi dawn at last appealed in tin east it was a man with haggard features who made his way down the path between the pines 1o the road. W hat was he, Blair, to tell Be Vans and his dear wife? There could be no doubt that the Haunted House had solved the mystery of Alice Be Vans disappearance. GEORGE NORTON '1 (5. 1. II. III. IV. V. VI. VII. TEN RULES FOR WORKING IN LABORATORY. You can avoid soiling your clothes by putting on your aprons. Never become careless with the alcohol lamps. They arc liable to explode. (A well known fact.) Never leave any material in the test tubes or other dishes over night or you will be minus some small change. Always read your directions carefully before beginning to work, or perhaps you will have to observe from those across tin table. Always be careful about inhaling fumes from the ammonia bottle or you will be sorry. % Take care that at least one of your drawings in each experiment is somewhat like the original. The instructor can guess at the rest. Always be quiet and never whisper to your nearest neighbor as it annoys those around you.

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PAGE TWENTY STARLIGHT by us made. giving him full power in carrying out our will. In witness whereof we have hereunto subscribed our names. Date Feb. 1st. in the year of our Lord one thousand nine hundred and sixteen. NORMAN KICK. President. IIOMKR .JOHNSON, Vice President. VESTA SCHWEIGERT, Treasurer. MABEL WILSON, Secretary. Witnesses: CORA M. BLAKE. MARY P. IIUBBARD. GRACE I). MARKLE. 326 Fifth Ave., New York, June 12, I92li. My dear M» Mcllroy. 1 simply had to write to you and tell you my experience during this last year while traveling in Europe and elsewhere, collecting material and local color for my next novel. I have already written six “best sellers” and several short stories, but I shall not discuss my affairs any more for 1 realize that you must be busy and your time limited, so 1 will not impose upon you any longer than necessary. but will go on with my story. About a year ago this time 1 took passage for Europe on the “New Allantik.” Having some grievances to report, I asked for the captain—and behold when we met—who do you suppose it was? No one but Glenn Bickford. It was the first time that 1 had seen him since we had graduated from W. II. S., for you remember immediately after commencement he left for the European battlefield where by his wonderful power of speech and his personality he brought peace in Europe. Then he disappeared. Glenn was never one to await his just praise. He told me everything that had happened during the ensuing years. Then he asked me if I would not like to go for a ride. A ride? Well to be sure there was his faithful Ford, in which we sailed over the decks, climbing and descending stairs from tin top of the ship to the bottom. Glenn told me when we were down near the kitchen that he had a surprise for me and 1 could not help but wonder what it was, when suddenly we stopped before the kitchen door and alighted from the car. Upon entering the beautiful large, neatly kept room, we were greeted by Glenn’s surprise, for who should come toward me but my dear old friend Marion Cramer. I was very much taken by surprise and was a long time in realizing that Marion could possibly be “Head Cook” on this ship, but it didn't take me long to come to the conclusion that she was not only cook but also mistress of the ship, “Mrs. Bickford.” 1 certainly had a pleasant trip and reluctantly said farewell when we arrived at London. But here another surprise awaited me, for as I was walking through Trafalgar Square, I saw before me a Salvation Army woman