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THE HCX; IE NEWS
Page Three
Seniors Bid A. H. S. Au Revoir
CLASS MOTTO: "Stepping up the stairs, but not staring up the stops."
The class of 1932 has endeavored to maintain the worthwhile traditions of the school. Its members have taken an outstanding part
In school activities. This class, having now completed tbeir work, will receive their degrees and remain forever on the roll ot the
Alumni of Ashland High School.
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Back row, left to right: Thelma Cole, Glenn Head, Ileulah Hervey, Lois Ooetze, Eunice Coates, Gerald Critchlow, Kenneth Darling,
Lucille Anderson, Iris Atterbury, Mary Isely, Ardis de Armand.
Middle row, left to right: Preston It wot, Dorothy Bergstrom, Perry Ashcraft, Mary Herbert, Bernard Applegate, Louise Anderson.
David Johnson, Norma Gordon, Benjamin Ooldy, Edith Arnold.
Front row, left to right: Beth Joy, Carlock Johnson, Napoleon Eskridge, Thelma Good, Edgar Blake, Gertrude Irwin, Clyde Dunham,
Inn Crowson, Dorothy Applegate, Frances Cramer, Eleanor High.
Back row, left to right: Marjorie Mills. Louise Scheidereiter, Sylvia Provost. Mary Powell. Lorraine Smith, Ralph McCormack, Dorothy
Lamb, Melba Pntman. Mary Louise Sander, June Wolcott, Lucille Thackara, Cora New house.
Middle row, left to right: Keller Mabott. La Verne Ramsey, Wallace Stearns, Sylvia Martin. Keith Lennox, Helen Kannasto, Robert Teo,
lois Wiley, Maxwell Koberson, Helen Wilcox, Vincent Sawyer.
Front row. left to right: Marie Higdon. Donald Kelts, Cleo Sherard. George McLean. Maxine Miller, Charles Whltmore, Frances Splnd
:er, Lee Port, Mary Poley, Maxie Thompson.
KKMOIt FA UK WELL
By PRESTON BECOT
Our three glad years of high
school here
Hare been just like a joyous
trip
fo pons we'd never seen be
fore. On some adventurous, daring
ship.
And we, the seniors, like the
ship.
Which boldly sailed the seven
seas.
Have steadily pursued our
course.
In search of great discoveries.
It doesn't seem so long ago
Since we were Sophmores, small
and shy,
When awe-struck and with bill
ed breath.
We watched high seniors go by.
Wo Sophomores had juHt stepped
aboard.
Our voyage barely had begun.
Our three year trip before us
lay.
While thelr's, you see, was near
ly done.
And while this vessel Journeyed
on.
Like swift-winged birds, the
years flew rast,
So now our time to leave has
come,
The ship's in port, the anchor's
cast.
We take our stores of knowledge
out,
With memories of sports and fun.
And finally, glancing back, re
flect. The trip has been a pleasant
one.
Clyde Dunham: "Can you de
cline the verb "to spit?"
Wardlow Howell: "Sure, SpU,
spat, sput."
Jack Enders: "Did you ever
hear of a lighting bug killing
o'hor bugs'"
Miss Dobrovolny: "No, Lave
youv"
Jack Enders: "Yes. A mos
quito filled up on kerosene from
the surface ot a pond and then
shook hands with one."
J. C. Hamaker: "I want to get
you the finest engagement ring
In the world. What kind of a
stone would yon like?"
Marietta Whitney: "One like
that David in the Bible used."
J. C. Hamaker: "Meaning!"
M. Whitney: "The kind that
knocks 'em dead."
Kieth Lennox: "See that fel
low taking the hurdles now,
he'll be our best man next
week."
Dorothy Leslie: "Oh, Kieth,
come lets tell father;"
Mrs. Gosnell: "Why are you
reading that book on the educa
tion of children?"
Saorty: "To see it yon brot
me op right!"