Wilson Central School - Crest Yearbook (Wilson, NY)

Text from Pages 1 - 48 of the 1922 volume:

Ourselves Class of 1922. Faculty Mr. A. M. Mcllroy...... Mrs. Cora M. Blake. . . . Miss Gladys S. Jackson Miss Hazel R. Wilson.. Miss Emelie Larsen. . . . Miss Bernice L. Bailey. Mrs. Carrie A. Martin. . Miss Lotta Coombs...... Miss Lenora Kruske. . . Miss Beatrice Carver. . . Mrs. Margaret Wilson.. Miss Marian Evans...... ....................Principal ................. Preceptress ......................English ................... Languages ..........Music and Drawing ...............Training Class ................Eighth Grade . . . .Sixth and Seventh Grades .....Fourth and fifth Grades . . . .Second and Third Grades Kindergarten and First Grade .................Annex No. 1 Senior Class Jean MacGregor.........................................President. Arline Carter......................................Vice-President Russell Ilurlburt.......................................Treasurer William Van Koughnet....................................Secretary Harold Mudge Marian Shaw Mabel Perry Helen Pease Carol Thompson Lydia Berlin Class Motto Be you yourself Class Colors Green and White Class Flower American Beauty Rose lean MacGregor. Helen Pease. . . . Russell Hurlburt Board, of Editors .......Editor-in-Chief Advertising Manager .. .Business Manager Editorials Following the custom af the Senior classes for the past number of years, the class of ’22 is publishing “Ourselves.” We have tried to make it the best ever, and with this in mind, have spent a great deal of time in its preparation. The name “Ourselves” was chosen in 'keeping with our motto and implies the same idea, that of being true to our own ideals and aims, regardless of the other fellow, and being our very best at all times. To interpret it selfishly is a mistake. That was far from the minds of every one in selecting it, but we w'anted one with a worth while meaning, one which we could think of as being more than a mere name. This has been the aim of the whole class during the whole of the past year, being more than a name. Everyone has put his or her very best into everything we have attempted, and so were we really able to do thimgs. Without the co-operation of all, the efforts of a few would have been futile, but this, has been far from the spirit of anyone. As we have each put our best forward this year, I hope wre will keep it to the fore and live up to our motto “Be you yourself.” Representing the class, I believe it would not be out of place to take this opportunity to thank all those who so generously helped us obtain the money for the Washington trip. Unless the public had been back of us as it certainly proved itself to be we could not have accomplished what we did. The school students as well as the townspeople were on the job every time. We wish especially to thank the Junior class for the candy sale given for the Senior’s benefit, also Hamilton Clark and G- A. Middleton for so kindly helping with arrangements for the Senior dance. We wish, too, to show our appreciation of the help and encouragement given by everyone of our teachers, but Miss Jackson especially. I wish to commend the Juniors on the friendly spirit they have shown since their organization. I believe never before have the tw'o classes worked together so well, or been so friendly as this year. Of course there have been much good-natured fun and argument, but all in sport. We show our appreciation by devoting a section of this magazine to their use, and the fact that we did not even censor it ought to show our spirit and good sportsmanship. Class Outlook AIM To B helpful, B cheerful, B happy, B kind, B busy of body, B modest of mind; B just and B generous, B honest, B wise; B mindful of time, B certain it flies; B prudent, B liberal, of order B fond; Buy less than you need. B-fore buying B-yond; B careful, but yet B the best to B-stow; B temperate, B steadfast, to anger B slow; B reverent, B quiet, B sure to B right. Selected. I will study and get ready and maybe my chance will come. A. LINCOLN. Let us then be w’hat we are, and speak what we think, and In all things keep ourselves loyal to Truth. LONGFELLOW. Incentive Let me but do my work from day to day. In field or forest, at desk or loom In roaring market-place, or tranquil room; Let me but find it in my heart to say When vagrant wishes beckon me astray, “This is mv work; my blessing, not my doom; Of all who live I am the one by whom This work can best be done in the right way.” Then shall I see it not too great nor small To suit my spirit and to prove my powers; Then shall I cheerful greet the laboring hours, And cheerful turn, when the long shadows fall At eventide, to play and love and rest, Because I know for me my wfork is best. HENRY VAN DYKE. GoaJ “I have fought a good fight, I have finished my course, I have kept the faith; henceforth there is laid up for me a crown of righteousness,'’ “Well done—Thou has been faithful—enter thou into the joy of thy Lord.” He aims to low who aims beneath the stars. Our Motto Our motto, “Be you yourself,” is somewhat original as well as difficult to understand the true meaning of at first sight. One would naturally, upon first thought, at once grasp the literal meaning. Hovrcver, on second thought, a normal minded person would remember that it is practically impossible to be anything else but one’s self. This true meaning is in my judgment (poor though it may be), that on many occasions and on many subjects vre should be controlled by our sense of right and wrong. It is not always best for a person to decide his course by the example of another, because different persons have x:nlike personalities and habits which should determine their paths. Every day circumstances are met with which often are solved by one person, and then copied by another. This may be the easiest way but “The easiest is seldom the best.” The majority very often has a great influence, over the minority upon others, whether their aim is good or bad. Many persons, especially the young in cities, nre often led astray because they have not the strength cf personality or a strong enough mind of their own to determine their own actions. Practically all children copy their parents, so that it is the parents duty to govern their own actions, so that the children do not learn wrong. HAROLD MUDGE Senior’s Virtues The Senior Class of ’22, I’m sure you’ll all agree, Is certainly the finest class That there could ever be. Our boys are brave, our girls are fair, Our class the largest, too, The standards we make, the records we break. Show what our class can do. I’ve sung about the class itself, And that’s all very well; But each one’s private virtues, next, Are what I’m going to tell. Jean M. is our president; In choosing we did well. For in Senior plays; and speeches, too, She surely does excel. Miss Arline Carter, tho quite sedate, In truth is only shy For once I caught her looking out The corner of her eye! Miss Lydia who has so many beaus We wonder who she’ll pick One at a time they come too woo. To please they must act quick. Our baseball pitcher Russell is; Of him we’re very proud; Wherever he begins to twirl Leads us and all the crowd. Carol Thompson is a quiet child, And is very meek and good; She never talks back to her teachers dear. And always does Just as she should. Harold has a manner of his own. Indeed, he’s an awful tease Perhaps he wants us all to think He likes a girl named Pease. Miss Mabel has such flirty eyes The boys all call her friends; Ah! She pretends she’s so demure, But her ways she’ll have have to mend. Our Senior star is Bill Van Koughnet, Of all kinds of sport a lover Ho says such things in English class, From which we scarce recover. Helen Pease is another girl Whose grace and beauty we praise. She’s a leader in her classes. And also in class plays. At last this poem is written; I know it is quite long. There’s just one Senior not in it, And she’s the one who wrote the song. Our members are all counted now; You’ve heard of every one, And since there is no more to tell This jingle then is done. History of Class of ‘22 This Senior class of 1922 of the Wilson High School was organized in September, 22, 1920 under the name of Junior. There were at that time eleven members. We chose for our motto ‘.Victory Crowneth Perseverance” and our class colors were blue and gold. We held our meetings In the Northeast classroom nearly every week and all our business was transacted at this time. We were entertained by the Seniors of ’21 and in turn the Juniors entertained them. On the night of the graduation of the class of ’21, we were no longer Juniors but became in one sense dignified Seniors. This ends the history of our Junior years. Our Senior class '22 was organized on September 14, 1921. We chose for our motto ‘‘Be yott yourself” and our class colors, green and white. There were nine members in our new class, seven of whom were in the Junior class. During the year there was only one addition to our class outside of one particular instance, when a certain person of very good character tried to enter our class and graduate for the second time. Once ought to be enough! And although we wanted very much to 'have him join us we were unable to allow because Article XV, Section 30471, of our Senior Constitution reads ‘‘Any person wishing to graduate from the Wilson High School for two successive years, and also be a member of the Senior class, must begin as a Freshman and continue until he again reaches the Senior year.” Our friend, however, did not follow' this course, and had to be content with only graduating once. Our Senior year in the High School has been a very successful one. We tried and did accomplish many things which we hope will be, not only a benefit to ourselves, but also to our fellow students who follow in our footsteps, and to the school itself, that it will derive some small good from our having been here. The first thing w’hich wre did of any importance was to decide upon a Washington trip and the means of raising money for our expenses. We started in February to hold candy sales, which were a remarkable success, considering: we made the candy. Then we decided on a play. Then started all the trouble. We had a calih, peaceful time until someone mentioned play, and right then and there the atmosphere changed. We couldn’t decide on the play we wanted, but finally from a multitude of them and with the help of our esteemed English teacher, Miss Jackson, we found our play, ’’The Hoodo.” Such fun we had in that play, not so much to the play you know, but those little ‘‘between acts” and ‘‘aftermaths” and ‘‘rehearsals” caused much pleasure and sorrow to those who took part The financial part of the play was a “howling” success, but as to the play’s success, we must leave that to Public Opinion. Directly after the play we began to prepare for our school entertainment. It was composed of a number of tableaux, with the members of the whole school taking part. The school orchestra also helped. This was held in the school, and the building was crowded with people. This gave us the required amount ($340) for our trip. We started for Washington on April 14, and returned Tuesday, April 2. The trip was wonderful and something we will all remember as long as we live. Our idea of the National Capitol before we went there was somewhat vague. We knew where it was, and what it was there for, but no one can comprehend the beauty of the city from pictures and reading, only. With C. E. Johnson for our chaperon it was well vrorth the time and work put into it. Now we are back in school tryLug to complete the course we started four, some of us five, years ago. We are all looking forward towards the same goal, graduation, which lies ahead of us, and upon which we must center our efforts, if we reach it. A few more will close our history as Seniors and we well separate, and each one go his or her own way. But whatever ways we go we will always remember our Senior class of ‘22. RUSSELL HURLBURT. The Washington Trip With their object a trip to Washington, in view from the beginning of the school year, the Seniors w’orked towards that end until it was accomplished. By giving their play “The Hoodoo” and through the success of many other money-making schemes, they raised sufficient funds to insure them of a trip to the National Capitol. The party, composed of the ten Seniors, together with Helen Singer, Hub Fernin and Miss Mary Johnson, and conducted by Clarence E. Johnson, left Wilson by autos for Buffalo at about six o’clock, Friday morning, of April 14th. They arrived in Buffalo in good season to catch the first through excursion train at eight-thirty, over the Lehigh Valley railroad, to Washington. Mr. Johnson, who had conducted a similar party several years before, had the tickets and everything, including a part of a car reserved beforehand, was O. K. The route taken by the train afforded the excursionists a chance to see the Finger Lake section of New York State, the mountainous country of eastern Pennsylvania, and the hilly lowlands adjacent to the Delaware River. They arrived in Washington at about eleven P. M., and went directly to their rooming house on Second street, east of the Union Station. They retired immediately as the long journey was very fatiguing to all. Everybody was up early the next morning, Saturday, April 15th, and ready to see what the town looked like. The first place to be visited was the new City Postoffice, adjacent to the Union Station, and walking: from there up Capitol Hill and by the Capitol, where several of the party obtained their first snap shot of the famous building. They visited Representative Clarence MacGregor of Buffalo, in the Representatives office building. By walking thru the tunnel connecting this building with the Capitol, they made a hurried trip thru the Capitol and left by the rear door. Next they visited Grant’s monument, and thence to the Botanical Gardens. Walking from here up Pennsylvania Avenue, they visited the White House and the Treasury Building, where the United States Treasurer, Mr. Frank White after meeting all of the party personally, gave them an interesting talk of his duties, and the functions of the Treasury Department. After dinner they went to the Agricultural Building, but could not get in, so the rest of the afternoon w’as spent in the three buildings comprising the Smithsonian Institute. On Easter Sunday the party walked over and attended the services at the Eastern Presbyterian church. The afternoon was spent in visiting the Zoological gardens of the Smithsonian Institute. In the evening they all attended the services of the Calvary Baptist church, the church which President Harding attends, but he was not in evidence that night. Monday morning, April 17th, they took a car uptown and visited the following places in order: Navy building, Pan Ameri- can Union building, Red Cross building, War and Navy building, and watched the egg-rolling on the White House grounds. In the afternoon they visited the Patent office. Pension buiding. Army Medical museum of the Smithsonian Institute, Bureau of the Fisheries and the Department of Commerce. Then the party divided, some retiring to their rooms, others going to hear the Marine Band Concert at tihe White House. The whole next day, April ISth, was spent in the Capitol and office buildings of the Senators and Representatives. The party first took a complete tour of the building with a guide, and then roamed at will through the building. They saw the Supreme Court open, the House of Representatives and Senate in session. Lunch was obtained in the dining room of the House of Representatives, and in the afternoon they met Senator Willis of Ohio, who showed them on thu floor of the Senate chamber where several of the party dared take the pleasure of sitting in the Vice-President's cliair. The party found added amusement by riding back and forth on the small trolley which runs in the subway between the Capitol and the Senate office buiding. After breakfast Wednesday morning, April 19th. the party was attracted to the Union Station, by the playing of the band and the formation of troops E. F, and G, of the Third U. S. Cavalry there. By waiting in front of the station about an hour they were able to see Marshal Joffrc and the French delegation when they arrived. The party then went to the Government Printing oflice before lunch. During the lunch time Mr. Johnson got in line at the White House to make a date for the party to meet the President But before he got there he shook hands with the President. While Mr. Johnson was gone the boys went for a walk and were gone so long that they had to be left behind while the rest of the party visited the Bureau of Printing and Engraving and Washington’s monument. The boys visited these places later. The first thing on the program for Thursday was an automobile sight-seeing trip around Washington. This trip gave them an opportunity to see all the important objects of interest in the heart of the city. After the auto trip the Corcoran art gallery was visited. The boys took the lunch hour that day to walk up and down the monument. Directly after lunch the party went to the White House and each one shook hands with Mr. Harding. Thru the courtesy of a darkey whom Mr. Johnson became acquainted with, they were shown into the cabinet room and also obtained a glimpse of Gaddie Boy, the dog. Each one sat in the President’s chair. An auto-bus met them at the gate and took them to Georgetown, where they saw George Washington’s old headquarters, and thence to Arlington National cemetery and Fort Myers. All of the evening was spent in the Congressional Library. Friday morning, April 21st, the whole party was photographed on the front steps of the Capitol they walked to the wharf they took a boat down the Potomac River to Mount Vernon. After visiting Washington’s tomb and home they returned to Washington by rail, stopping at Alexandria to see Christ church, and the Masonic Lodge room where Washington was Grand Master. On arriving in Yv’ashington, several of the party went to lunch, while the rest went to the Navy yard. The feature of the Navy yard was the President’s private yacht “Mayflower,” which they were shown through. . Saturday morning they again visited the Congressional Library, Capital and Senate office building, where they met Senator Calder personally. They then proceeded up Pennsylvania Avenue to the Postcffice department building, where the dead letter office formerly was, where the largest U. S. flag in the country was seen hanging in the central court. Leaving the building the party went to lunch, while the boys went to the Bureau and Printing and Engraving, which they had missed before. After lunch the party divided, each went to visit those places of particular interest to them. Some wrent to the movies while others went to the rooming house and slept for the rest of the afternoon. Sunday, April 23rd, all attended the morning service at Calvary Baptist church except the boys who wrere more interested in the big fire at the Willard Hotel. At khree o’clock in the afternoon the party left Washington and arrived in Philadelphia at six P. M. Here Russell Hurlburt left to visit relatives in the suburbs of the city. This reduced the party to twelve members, as Miss Johnson had left while at Washington. After some maneuvering about the city they put up for the night at the Hotel Hanover and then went out for supper at an automatic lunch, where the food is obtained by dropping a coin in the slot. This was a novelty to the Seniors and their first trial with such machines created much astonishment among them. Wanamaker’s large store was visited the first thing Monday morning. They were there at tihe opening and heard the bugle calls and the recital of the immense organ which is in the center of the building. In the tour of the store several of the party became separated from the rest. It was almost an impossible task to locate them. The U. S. mint, Betsey Ross House, Christ Church cemetery and Independence Hall, where liberty bell is now, were seen before lunch. After lunch Wm. Van Koughnet left for New York City and the party took a tour about the city in a sight seeing bus. B. F. Keith’s large theater was attended in the evening, Tuesday morning they started for home. Lydia went to New York City and the rest to Buffalo. The party returned on the Black Diamond at eight o’clock, where autos mot and conveyed them to Wilson. Russell Hurlburt returned Friday and William and Lydia arrived in Wilson Sunday from New York. Thus ended a trip worth great things to every one. There was neither time nor space here to tell more, but an idea is given of the number of things seen. WM. VAN KOUGHNET. “Shall I Attend College?” During the last year or two of the High School course one wonders -whether he will leave school to enter the world’s affairs, or go to college for a higher education. Perhaps one may think a high school education is sufficient and a college training useless. This is not true. In the next few years high school and college graduates will compete for the same positions, the college graduate will be given the preference. Whatever profession one enters it will better prepare him to serve his fellowmen with a more extensive education. Everyone knows the parable of the talents, how Christ wasdispleased with the man that had kept his one talent and had not tried to bring it back with interest. Each one has some talent that should be cultivated. This can be done with a better knowledge of the world’s affairs. In college there are numerous divisions, each specializing in its particular art, science, or literature. Each is trying to secure the highest perfection possible, so as to raise the standard of civilization. Eventually the people will become more efficient. As one chooses his friends does he consider their character? In their daily lives are their habits those that one would care for his friends to have? For if they are true their friendship will last throughout life. Are the thoughts of those one chooses elevating and do they walk in the ways of God? These are the people that gain success. If the friends are true they will help to make one’s life of better quality. College brings one in contact with men and women that will be the noted people of to-morrow. As one associates with people from different States of the Union one learns of the need of others. This reminds one of the rights of others, which tends to broaden the view of life. In getting a good education it teaches the young people to have an aim in life. If more of the people at the present day had an aim in life also a vocation there would not be so much crime in the world to-day for there would be better citizens. It is the duty of everyone to promote the welfare of their country which can be done very nicely through education. Aftei one acquires an education no one will be able to take it from him ARLINE CARTER Stick-to-it-ive-ness That the ability to stick to a thing; to the finish, is the basic factor of success, many of our noblest men will bear witness, Chris tepher Columbus, George Washington, General Grant and oui friend Mr. William Jennings Bryan are united in their praise; of STICK-TO-IT-IVE-NESS. The general title Stick-to-it-ive-ness” is made up of at leas two sub-titles, the stick-to-it-ive-ness of the group, co-operatio: and the stick-to-it-ive-ness of the individual, ambition. Taking the first point, co-operation, would there have been a play, would there have been a Washington trip, would this magazine have appeared if it had not been for this one prime factor co-operation. It is this way all through life, the individual must sacrifice his own selfish interests for the benefit of the whole or in other words, he must co-operate with society. Our second point is, ambition of me individual. Ambition is nothing but the ability of the individual to stick to his or her objective. That the goal may be in the future is all the more reason why your greatest effort should be expended now in order that your ultimate rise may be more rapid and the gaining of your ambition secured. In conclusion, the words of our friend Joel Baggs seem to meet the situation: “Consider the postage stamp, my son. It's usefulness consists of it’s ability to stick to a thing until it gets there.” C. E. J. My Autobiography When I first came into being I found myself on a cardboard with several relations. I was thrown on a counter and nearly smothered by similar cards. Then of a sudden a flood of light burst upon me. Looking up I beheld a beautiful, lady. She picked up card after card and finally selected me. The next thing I recall is my feet being stuck thru such a tiny hole that they still ache and my head is still dizzy from odors of perfumes and powders. Then came the surprise of my life. I found myself standing vertically in a mass of snarls and I felt very insecure. After a few hours I felt myself slipping and slipping: and slipping until I found myself on a leather cushion and oh! it bumped and bumped and bounded terribly. But I was not to suffer long. Just as I became quiet I was stuck in a black hole which some people call a pocket. I didn’t get out of there for a long time. Then one day I heard a voice say “Does this belong to you, Dear?” A sweet lisping voice replied Perhath it doth.” Then I was carelessly thrust in some more snarls and I suddenly began to slide and slide and slide until—well, there wasn’t any more, and I fell straight to the sidewalk, I thought my end had come, but not so. A gay young sophmore picked me up and put me in her shoe. What a disgrace! But I was to bring happiness to some one, at least, because she soon met a handsome young man. who was immediately invited to a Freshman party. I will go too, I think for I am now in her hair and I saw in the mirror that she wore a party dress. I hope we have a good time any how. G. B., ‘24. Class Prophecy It is the year 1932. Lying there under a beautiful Japanese cherry tree near Tokyo, I fell to dreaming of old classmates. I wondered w’here those old friends, Arline, Marian, Carol and the others might be. and what they were doing. 1 wondered, too, how nany of the dreams of High School years had come true, and how many were only dreams. Of a sudden a lonesome ripe cherry fell into my lap. It was too tempting to leave so I ate it. When I held the pit in my hand, I chanced to examine it closely. Then I made a discovery. Covering the pit were tiny Japanese characters, written very delicately, yet legibly. I at once raalized that I was resting under the magic cherry tree, of which I had heard so much but never seen hitherto. This tree has been discovered since our High School days, so a short explanation will not be out of place. There are only three similar trees in existence, all of which are in this wondrous country of Japan. On each pit is recorded the history of some living person. If the fairy carvers especially love some one, they will create a library, so to speak, of his or her especial friends and then lead that person to the tree. One of these pits I held, hut could not believe I might be one of those favored persons. Idly turning it over for curiosity’s sake, I discovered the Japanese character for “Marian Shaw”. Here was my twin! Just then the pit divided, and I gazed in amazement. On one side was a picture of her, on the other her history. She was old and “Bendt” such a change had ten years wrought. It said she had become a sportswoman and been injured while shooting woodcock, but a life-saver (peppermint) thrown from a car window had been the means of her rescue. She now lived in Zion City, Illinois, and strange to say was a reformer. Musing on her fate I opened another pit to see if, perchance, I might meet another friend. And I did. The first thing that caught my eye was “William Van Koughnet” in large letters “He must be noted” I thought, but alas, his picture was of a man ir. overalls carrying a broom. But when I turned to the writing I learned that he was a millionaire and very popular. After a graduation from university, he lhad entered the movies, having been so pleased with his appearance in New York so many years before. Here he made his fortune, then quit the stage, to return to his beloved Smithsonian Institute. He found, to his intense disappointment, that he had not had proper training to enter the laboratories, so he became a caretaker in the Indian corridor. I felt that this must be the end of my joy, but nevertheless, determined to look further. After examining several I found M. P. S. engraved on one. This looked fomiliar and finally I realized it was Mabel Perry. She looked very out of date in her style of dress, but this was to have been expected when I learned that she was a Professor’s wife in a small western college. She was much beloved by all his pupils and wasn’t even jealous when he took a class to Washington without her. She knew there were only dark people there anyway. She lived in Missouri, I believe. The next one I picked up w as our other Fillmore girl, Carol. How w’ell I remember her pleasant smile and slow measured tread up the stairs at noon-time. Her picture had still the usual smile, but a few- more, lines. Ten years or teaching may add many. She is adored by her pupils, even if she does shake them up frequently She still teaches the same school and has no intention of changing. I looked for some time for another pit had almost despaired when R. H. caught my eye. This could be none other but Russ, our busy Senior. In the picture he wore a white coat and held a cleaver and trimming saw. He had studied at the army medical museum for several years, then crossed the ocean to Turkestan, where he worked up a practice. While there he married a dusky beauty, who was not old enough to leave her mama, so he married six others and started a harem. What an end for gay Russell! The next to come into view was Lydia Berlin. She was a staid, sober sdhool teacher some where in the Southern States. White people can’t teach there, so she is forced to paint, but she doesn’t mind, ‘cause sfhe was black once and if it hadn’t been for that scare! But it really was too cold for her up North. Laws a massy! Kingdom come! Here I rested for a while. Lying there I thought over those marvelos revelations. All of a sudden a cherry dropped straight into my mouth. Thinking this must be a caM to go on, I carefully examined the pit. The writing was indistinct but gradually cleared until I could faintly decipher “Helen Pease’’—but not the rest. Having become a famous dancer after finishing iher high school course, she danced all the hours away.. But when finally she tired of even this life, she returned to Wilson and there was Harold, still waiting. He had trained at Inch’s to be a patient waiter, but more of him annon. Suffice it to say here that Helen repented her folly and they live happily and forget every care, even their old Senior friends. Opening one last pit I saw a picture of W. II. S. W'ondering what this could mean, I eargerly sought a name. I finally found ArLine Carter. Still Carter! It didn’t look that way when we were in High together. She hod taken a secreterial course and was at Wilson High, as private secretary to Professor Mcllroy at a salary of $3,000 a year. W. H. S. had grown so that he now required several clerks under her. In one page copied from her accounts I discovered an account of Mrs. Blahe’s discovery of a perpetual motion machine. She teaches no longer but lives in luxury. Miss Jackson, of course, has left, altho she lives quite near, in Royalton I believe. Miss Larsen still waves her baton, and once in a while uses it on some one, contrary to her, custom. Miss Wilson is traveling through Asia and Europe, in Caesar’s footsteps. Thus was my wonder satisfied. In this unique way I had learned of each of our Seniors. And my hope is that the way of each may be bright and sunny and that their highest hopes and ideals may be attained JEAN MACGREGOR. Senior Alphabet A B Is for Arline, who never is lazy But likes to skip school and go with her Stacy. Is for Berlin, Lydia is known As one who is very seldom at home. C Stands for Carol, a neat little maid; Of examinations she is never afraid. D E Is for the dare devil Junior class We expect for this they’ll be after us en masse. Is for energy we ever expend. Which to the Juniors we never will lend. F Is for the fudge the Juniors can make. We must give them credit, sure takes the cake. G Goodness is that which we’re endowed, Others want, but never get, ‘twill be allowed. II Harold,, Helen, and also for hate, May the Gods these two never separate. I Is the interest we’ve taken in school For we’ve never seen rubber-tube nor hard wooden rule. J Is for Jean, she’s one of us too; To her Alma Mater she’ll always be true. K Is for knowledge the Seniors possess; Believe me that is some mess. L Stands for lemon, we’d like to hand one To the Junior class, just for some fun. Is Mcllroy, loved and respected Who finds in us his own learning reflected. N Stands for nothing, so Miss Jackson said, That all little Freshies have in their head. o r Q It S T U V w X Y Z Is for opposition,, we often have met When our own pace we have tried to set. Is for Perry, we surely have tried. But we can’t think of anything except that she cried. Is for quarrels with Junior we’ve had But we’re always even, so we don’t feel bad. Is for Russ, who sits in the corner. And calls himself good, like Little Jack Horner. Is for Shaw, who many days went With the aim and the joy of her young life “Bendt” Is for toil and also for time, For it took both to make thtis rhyme. Is the unity we have striven to keep Which is only noticeable when we’re asleep. Stands for Van Koughnet, the tried and the true; Anything we want he always can do. Is for Wilson High, we’re leaving it soon, Then dull classes will be its doom Is for excitement, of which we’ve had enough, To try to beat us sure would be tough. Is for the Y’s old Seniors ten. If you don’t agree, come tell us then. Is for zeal with which I have written this, I really am quite a smart little miss. —M. S. Vacation Days It was a shady place in the woods, near a babbling brook, that we had a camp for a couple of days. This camp was for all students attending the Wilson High School. In setting the camp Grace’s color was (Brown) for all decora- tions Very shortly after we arrived at camp, in the morning, Helen Singer and Lydia decided to go fishing. Later upon their return, Helen very cheerfully announced that she had caught a big (Whiteside). Mrs. Blake and Esther Campbell went on an exploring expedition. To Mrs. Blake’s surprise Esther found a (Tower) which she said was certainly an enchanting one. Upon returning to their consternation, they heard a loud (Buzz) and discovered two bees (Pettit and Middleton.) In Che afternoon two visitors came to camp. Russel Hurlburt became serious and asked whose sons they were? He was informed that they were (Jackson and Smithson.) At supper time Corliss was asked to build a fire in the Armstrong heater. The (Camp-bell was hung to call us to supper. We had a turkey and so asked Beatrice to (Carv-er). After this sumptuous feast, we all gathered around the fire to (Stacy) because the evening was rather chilly. As Helen Singer said she was still hungry and could not stand the pangs another minute, we called for a (Woodcock) and asked Fred to (Bak-er). Great excitement was aroused by Emerson Wilson. He changed girls because he feared that Marjorie was a (Cross-man). Don said that he would keep watch outside the tent that night, to keep the (Wolf-trom) her. Just before we retired we had the tent flags lowered to keep in our pets (Miller and Campbell). Very early the next morning we were awakened by very sweet music. Someone asked who was the early bird and Irene said that Emliy (Denn-is). After breakfast Kenneth MacGregor became so smart that Mildred (Lash-ed) him. Later in the morning we were all alarmed by the disappearance of Harold Mudge. He was found in a near by field innocently picking sweet (Pease). When we were all back in camp, we found that Marion Shaw had met with misfortune on the search. Instead of looking where she was walking she had her eyes focused on a certain young man not far away. If it had been nearer the city I should have called him a (taxi-driver) anyway Marian sprained her ankle and Arline had to (Cart-er) back to camp. This being the last afternoon we all were determined to have a good time. Alice Nelson suggested that we have an entertainment in initiation of (Bailey’s) circus. When the program was completed Jean asked for a song and we chose to have Helen (Sing-er) one. We decided to make an early start for home. The paraphernalia was collected and a surprisingly strange looking hat was found. Upon investigation we found that it was (Williams). Finally all was arranged to our satisfaction and the homeward tread began. All with one accord agreed that a more interesting vacation could not be, so we kept merrily on singing “There’s No Place Like Home”. MABEL PERRY. Pictures No Artist Can Paint Russell Hurlburt with his shoes shined. Don Wolfrom short. Bill Van Koughnet with a girl. Dorothy Diez without a temper. Edna Leetcli small. Jennie Stoddard flirting. The Senior tree dying. Mildred angry with Paul. Marian Shaw getting to school on time. Mildred Putnam not powdering her nose. Marian Smithson and Leonard Tabor not spooning. Lydia not eating ice cream cones. Edith Wilson not crowing “Jim”. Harry not waiting for Helen. Hub not making friends. Drusilla Ward not liking Medicine (Herbs). Hazel Demmin with curly hair. Mr. Johnson eating cheese pie. Florence Partington leaving “Wilson”. Norman Thi'Hk not saying “Grace”. Mabel Perry without an X (Ray). Ida Mae without sweet (Pease). Viola Fowler not rolling her eyes. Fred Fenster studying. Duane Ward not getting sent out of class. Mrs. Blake not demanding silence. Corliss not talking. Miss Larsen not wishing for something. Mildred Cornell not writing notes. Alice Nelson with a lesson prepared. C. Marlin J. Parks directing the orchestra. Chips I WISH THEY WOULD Mr. Mcllroy: “Weather manufacturers are seeking new markets. Corliss in Physics: “How do you determine geographically the pitch of a tuning fork?” THE VALUE OF TRAINING CLASS Carol was teaching in first grade, Helen Pease was in the hall when the grade had recess. She noticed a little girl laughing and asked what was the matter. The little girl said, “Oh we have the funniest teacher. She shakes us up so funny.” “What ails Ptolmey, Russell?” On an English II paper: “The electrical college is the elec- tors of the President.” K. Mac Gregor: “Plaster of Paris is plaster that is made in Paris.” Mr. Mcllroy: “Helen, why was it not right to make the members of the Estates Generals wear the same robes they had one hundred years before?” Helen: “They were out of style.” Mr. Mcllroy: “Is that all girls think of?” Mrs. Blake: “What is the temperature of zero ” Jean: “10S7.” “But you don’t understand,” Miss Larsen. Hazel Demmin in English IV: “Washington delivered his farewell address from the White House steps.” “ALL’S WELL THAT ENDS WELL. Time: 9:30 P. M. Place: At boarding house gate. Discovered: Helen Pease and Mr. Frink talking. Enter: Harold around corner, very dignified. Har. (authentically) “Introduce me to your friend. Arline. “The Gray Bus came and took us for a sightseeing trip around the world.” Mr. Johnson in the House subway: “Can you tell me where to get the cars for the Capitol?” Darkey (sourly): “Why you’re in it now.” Miss Jackson: The first Bunker Hill oration was delivered at the laying of the corner stone of the monument. Eighteen years later the second oration was delivered at the completion of the laying of the corner stone.” LOOKING IN A CONCAVE MIRROR Mrs. Blake: “You are standing on your head aren’t you?” Bill Van K: “No I am not standing on my head, but I am upside down.” Ask Marian S. why she likes the Congressional Library. HOODOO INCIDENTS You will recall the last touching scene in the Hoodoo. Carol: “Good night until to-morrow. Harold: “Good-night beloved,” (to audience) “How do we wind this thing anyway.” On the way from Washington we noticed this coincidence. H. and H. didn’t have time to look out of the windows but M. and M. had too much time to toss life-savers to the handsome young men along the track. Ask Bill to show you the water fountains in Washington. Query: “What river is this?” Ans. “Susquehanna.” Mr. Johnson tries to guide his party safely across the street but sometimes he makes a mistake. Ask him. HONEST IT WAS GOOD Duane Stacy: “Hey, here’s the bill for the eats. Edith W. (reading): “Seven gallons gas, five pounds sugar.’’ Ask Harold Mudge to play a baseball club for you. He can do it well for it works just like the clarinet. It was St. Patrick’s Day in the mornin’ When we passed into the Physics class. Each one had green, to bad for his lamin’ In button hole, blouse or new clean shirt. Mrs. Blake, to open the lesson, As common as common could be Said, “To-day we have color” To this we all did agree. Auto Driver: “Wouldn’t you like a ride around the city?” Mabel and Marion: “No, we have been around the city. How do you get to the Union Station?” No one was allowed to go into the dining room without a chaperon for porters were too friendly and ice cream too good. Ask Bill who is to be tried in Eng. IV. Query: “What is the cure for tired feet?” Ans: “Bedroom slippers.” For particulars ask Lydia. Jean: Whose pencil does this belong to?” Mr. Mcllroy: “What gulf have we south of us that we get rains from?” Russell. “The Gulf Stream. Marian to Mabel in the street car. “Oh see that nice soldier back of you.” Mabel eagerly turned around. He was a negro. Mabel’s expression was worth the trip. BILL IN THE MOVIES It pays to be good when you are away for there is often times telltale evidence. For example. One of our members entered the theater in New York and saw himself in the picture with General Joflfre. Wait until that film reaches Wilson! ! ! ! Mr. Mcllroy: “Harold, why has China been exploited so ex- tensively?” Harold Middleton: “They don’t know anything.” Query. “You never saw a goat did you?” Winifred D.: “Sure I had one ride me once.” Miss Larsen viewing map of Asia. “Miss Bailey, I don’t think that is a good map at all.” Miss Bailey: “Where do you think it ought to be changed ” Miss Larsen: “Why, down there by Italy’s boot.” Junior Class Corliss Armstrong.................. Marjorie Crossman.................. Edith Wilson....................... Alice Nelson....................... Hazel Demmin....................... Duane Stacy Grace Evans Emily Dennis Helen Singer Jennie Stoddard v .....President Vice-President .....Secretary ... .Treasurer ... .Historian Class Colors Blue and Gold Class Flower Forget-me-not Motto Ad sidera per difficultias or To the stars thru difficulties Class History A number of years ago a certain band of young people entered Wilson High School. Not that this was anything unusual, noils the fact that they were enrolled as freshmen students, out of the ordinary. It is only that I am interested in this one certain group. Like all freshmen, green was no name for them; but despite of this, they progressed rapidly. They chose various ways, some entering Mrs. Blake’s biology classes' and some following Miss Daugherty in her progress among the dead languages. One and all. however, assembled by common accord in Miss Berlin’s English I class. “Ev-erytlliing went lovely,” as we say through the year, and at last came June examinations. We will now leave them to their devices until the next September, for how they spent their summer is not known to me. The next autumn they again entered school, a wiser, prouder, crowd than the year before, and how they did scorn those poor little freshmen. Again each chose a course of his own, but when Miss Berlin’s English II class met in General Assembly, they discovered that several of their number were missing. Upon investigating they discovered that one of the missing had chosen to be a farmer, while the other, a sly little maid, had failed in her examinations and was now keeping the freshmen company. The year rolled around and when examinations came, many of the brilliant band met their Waterloo in Geometry and Latin II. When school opened in 1921 they found out that though all had passed their English examinations, and were now in English III class, only seven had the required counts of a Junior. However they made the best of it and tried to outdo the Senior class of ten. And they certainly kept well up to their efforts. The Seniors entertained the Juniors at the Clubhouse, and, though a good time was enjojyed by all, the Junior party at Alice Nelson’s was equal in every way. What fun they had on the way, for they went in Duane Stacy’s truck. In January, 1922 examination four more passed “over the rope”, and the class consisted of eleven. In March came returns from Albany which caused one of their number to be taken from them. The class now consists of ten, and is fully equal in number to the Seniors. H. D. D. S Sense is what the Senior’s need; I'! Energy, a little speed; N Nice kids, though we must admit; I Impatient with us? Never a bit. 0 Orderly? They can’t be beat; It. Refined, without conceit; S With the rest means Seniors. j Is lilie joy that is found in truth U ‘s for us, in the bloom of youth N Is now, not next, nor near, 1 Not idle, throughout the year O Is our own for us to stand It For the right in every land S With the rest, makes Juniors. Said the shoe to the slocking “I’ll put a hole in you.” Said the stocking to the shoe I’ll be darned if you do.” Jean M. cannot decide as to whether or not Hamlet is really mad, because her mind is in such turmoil. Evidently she has “Red” too much at night. Harold M: “A kiss is the language of love.” Helen P.: “Why don’t you say something then!” Fres'hie: “How would you kill a hippopotamus?” Edna L.: “Take hold of his tail and that is the end of him.” Miss Jackson’s temper is never aroused by the answer “1 dun-no” because it recalls pleasant memories. The Seniors say they shook hands with the President, but when the truth became known, the guard of the White House, upon learning they were the Senior class of Wilson High, said, The President cannot see you, but you may shake paws with his dog.” A man named Du Bose once met a girl Who lisped thru her teeth of pure pearl, “I’ll hug you or kiss you,” he cried with an oath, She gasped with surprise, “Oh Mr. Du Both.” This completes the Junior news And if you think it lacks life We’re the Seniors’ friends, remember please. And dare not stir them up to strife. Wilson Training Class Organized January 24, 1922 President...... Vice-President Treasurer. . . Secretary..... Officers .....................Walter Hurlburt ......................Laura Alvers .......................Dora Campbell ...................Florence Mudge Class Colors—Old rose and silver. Class Flower—Pink Killarney Hose. Motto— Not only try, but succeed. Class Roll Lavira Alvers Dora Campbell Marian Hamblin Ruth Hamblin Walter Hurlburt Carol Thompson Beulah Kinyon Florence Mudge Mabel Perry Mildred Putnam Sylvia Sennett Teacher—Miss Bernice L. Bailey. Just Imagine Beulah without a “Price”. Dora without her knees knocking while teaching fifth grade Knglish. Walter with 15,000 tomato plants on his hands. Bailey’s circus when a “Gazelle” appears. Ruth flirting with a book agent. Carol not loving “art”. Mildred spell bound at the sight of Miss Bailey. Mabel not writing letters in school. Sylvia without her “Carpenter”. Laura having patience, (patients). Marian not having her lessons on time. Miss B. telling fortunes at the circus. Florence being “engineered”. The Seniors puttng it over the Training Class. It can't be done. Now if in this book your name should appear. Don’t consider that a blow. . Just think the world is full of rubs, You are not the only one, you know. Knocks and Grinds Miss B: “There is a misplaced phrase in this sentence, ‘For sale a square piano by an old lady, with mahogany legs.’ Where do we place the phrase, Mildred?” Mildred P: “Near the piano, not the woman.” Sylvia isn’t broken but badly “Bendt”. Ask Mabel Avhy she didn’t want Raymond to see “The Hoodoo”? Why is Florence interested in the poultry business? Because she has “Hen-ry”. From vrhere do the “Storms” come that Mildred likes best? lie comes from Burt. Why does Beulah Kinyon like rainy weather? Because it makes things “Rusty”. If Carol should flirt, what would “Lind-say”? Why did Dora have her hair bobbed? Because she’s getting “Bummy”. Why do McMillian’s go over to Hamblin’s so often? To teach Marion music ? ? ? lessons. Why did Walter come before us with fear and trembling one morning? Because it was the morning after the night before. Miss B: “Where is the solar plexus, Florence?” Florence M: “The head turns on it.” WThy is Laura fond of weeds? Because there is a certain one called “Doc”. What kind of a vehicle does Mildred like best? Ah “Otto” (Auto). Wre think that Ruth will be a broker some day for she shows on undying interest in stocks and bonds. Favorite Songs Beulah: “There’s No Man Like My Man.” Carol: “All That I Want Is You.” Mildred: “I Ain’t Nobody’s Darlin'.” Laura: “ When Shall WTe Meet Again?” Florence. “Leave Me With A Smile.” Dora: “Smilin’.” Sylvia: “Ain’t We Got Fun?” Ruth: “All By Myself.” Mabel: “We W7on’t Go Home Until Morning.” Marion: “Love’s Old Sweet Song.” Walter: “How You Gonna Keep ’Em Down On The Farm?” Heart’s Desires Miss Ba-iley: To question only the smart pupils. She calls on us all. Sylvia: To talk about the dances at Burt. Mabel. To get in at 10:30 on Sunday nights. Carol: To keep her name out of the paper. Laura: To be a barber. Marion: To overcome bashfulness in others. Mildred: To teach a school for 40 weeks and receive $30 a week. Ruth: To thoroughly understand mankind. Florence: To slide down the slides on the playground. Beulah: To have a correspondent in every college. Dora: To have an old-fashioned courtship. Walter. To become a professional farmer. Favorite Sayings C. Thompson: “What’s chu laughin’ at?’’ M. Hamblin: “Dear me, 1 don’t know.’ M. Perry: “Gosh!” S. Sennet: “Oh, Fudge!” M. Putnam: “Oh my stars!” L. Alvers: “Oh, my land!” D. Campbell: “Good heavens!” B. Kinyon: “Isn’t he swell?” It. Hamblin. “For goodness sake!” F. Madge: “Good night!” W. Hurlburt: “You didn’t see me.” B. Bailey: “Oh dear,” (we wonder who he is). Class Stones Freshmen—Emerald. Soph more—Grindstone. Junior—Blarney Stone. Senior—Tombstone. Training Class—Keystone Advice to Seniors Turn failure into victory. Don’t let your courage fade And if you get a lemon, Just make the “lemon aid.” Tune: Yoo Hoo. We’ll hear them calling “Teacher”; Every day next year, they say. And when we hear them calling We’ll not feel quite so gay. 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