Winter Haven High School - Wha Hwa Hta See Yearbook (Winter Haven, FL)

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WaHwaHt See “And lie was the one who said he was going: to U- a lawyer, I said. “We should worry if we haven’t a lawyer among our classmates. Virginia I.eps, the lawyeress, can attend to all our legal affairs. Our journey was rather uneventful until we reached San Irancisco. We knew that Katy was playing there so we immediately looked her up. o one could have shown us a lietter time than she did. for she was acquainted with the city and knew where to go to have a good time. We ended our visit in San Francisco by attending the theatre to hear the noted singers, Peggy Race and Reha Mann, who were touring the United States. Katy asked us what had happened to Louise Harris. “Peggy made me think of her. she said, “for she was one of the D. A. M.,’s. “Oh, she is living in Tennessee with her husband,” said Klsie. “In Tennessee, did you say?” she asked. “O, of course—.” “And what has become of Anne Belle Steffee? Katy asked. “Not Steffee, my clear, I said, but Mrs. Wright. “Really! exclaimed Katy. “do you really mean it? “Sure, I replied, “They are in Cuba now on their honeymoon. “Speaking of honeymoons,” said Katy, “did you know that Robert Igou had to postpone bis honeymoon liecause it interfered with an im-jKirtant baseball game between two famous teams, one for which he pitches.” “ That's a good joke on Robert, laughed Klsie. “Did you read the poem written by Margaret Hills in the Literary Digest ? I asked. “Oh. I thought it was wonderful! exclaimed Katy. “I'm glad that she didn't let marriage interfere with her work. After leaving California, our first important stop was in Denver. There we visited Elizalieth Johnston or “Ibbis as we know her. She lived in a beautiful house in the residential section of the city. Her husband bad just bought her a new Packard, but it seems that it should have been worn out by the time we left for we used it so much. “Have vou seen Merle lately? asked Ibbis. “Not since Christmas when we went home on our vacation for she went back to Philadelphia Ik fore we went home at the end of school, said Elsie. “Is she still making designs for dresses? asked Ibbis. “The last time I heard from her she spoke of giving it up. Twenty-Seven »

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WaH WA Hta See us out at this time. Elsie was rushed to the hospital at once; the doctor said that there was nothing serious and that she would l e all right in a few days. This was surely a relief to me for I was greatly worried over the condition of my friend. 1 immediately inquired whether this was the hospital in which Mary Smith was a nurse and found out that it was. The renewed friendship of our high school days was indeed a joy to us all. “Do you know who the head doctor is? asked Mary. “Why, no, we said. Mary then left the room hut soon returned with a rather stern hut pleasant looking young man. Elsie and I did not at first understand, for we did not know this man. Then he smiled. Oh! It’s Talvin, I said at last. Our stay in Birmingham was surely one of happiness for us and we were overjoyed to think that we had met so many of our old friends. A ]H rfect day must end so we again started on our way, making our next stop at New Orleans. Here we were not so fortunate; it seemed as if we were indeed strangers in a strange, strange land. The first evening we were there we attended the show to see our favorite actress, no other than Katy Lee. The next day when we were window shopping, a little boy came along with hand hills and gave us one. We were not at all interested in it until we noticed the name of Roy Rosell written on the pajier. We read as follows: The Republican Senator Roy (I. Rosell. Will Speak Tonight at the Auditorium at Eight O’Clock “Well, of all things, exclaimed Elsie, “Can you imagine Roy as a senator ?” “Let's go to the lecture. I said, “We can have lots of fun afterwards teasing him about his profession. The next afternoon when we went out for a drive we noticed a sign on a hilllK»ard on which we read to our amazement the following words: Coming March 2 Milleville Stock Company with Leland L. Recker as Leading Man Elsie looked at me and we both laughed. Tu’enty-Six

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WaHwaHt See “Yes, 1 think she has, I said, “she is giving most of her time to society now.” Oh. how is I’earl? asked Ibbis, “How 1 would love to see her. “She is a wonderful primary teacher. 1 said, “but that does not keep her from spreading joy around Winter Haven. From Denver we went to Chicago; we went to a certain address that Elsie hap| ened to have in her purse. There we found Henry engaged in drawing cartoons for the comic section of the Chicago I ribune. What fun it was to watch him draw all kinds of fun on a piece of paj er. It reminded us of our high school days when little sheets of paper used to float around the room with funny little pictures on them. While there we noticed in the paper that Harold G. Haskell, the noted chemist, had discovered some new chemical process, but I can t explain it for 1 didn't understand it at all. Henry brought to my mind his old pal. Ellsworth, so 1 asked Henry about him. “Oh, he has become the sole owner of the business now, he said. “Of the manufacturing of Stacomb?” I asked laughing. “Do you rememlier the fun we used to have alxmt that? I ll say, exclaimed Henry, “but I’ll bet Wicker doesn’t think it’s fun now; it's work for him. We had travelled and travelled and thought we had seen about everything in the United States but we couldn't resist stopping in the mountains of North Carolina for a brief stay. It was in August and we were hunting a cool place in the mountains. We had heard that Florence Jefferies was running a large and beautiful boarding house in Hendersonville so we hunted her up at once knowing that we would receive every comfort with her. She didn't seem to have changed a bit except that she was a little taller than when we had last seen her. She told us that Katherine Sheldon was the dean in a girl's school near there. That night Elsie and I looked over the list of classmates and found that we had either seen or heard about all of them except Hazel, but we thought we would see her when we reached home for she had been away tii school. Just as we were leaving the next morning we ran into a young couple coming up the steps. We apologized and then the girl looked up; who do you suppose it was? W hy, Hazel, just the one we wanted to see. “Why, Hazel Newman, exclaimed Elsie, “what in the world are you doing here?” “Don't call her Hazel Newman for die has changed her name,” laughingly remarked the handsome young man at her side. Twenty-Eight