The Graduating Class
Hope Farm Junior High School
appreciation for her interest
in us that we dedicate this book
ETHYL E. PROBST
our teacher and our friend
Leona J. D'Ambry
|She studied and worked, and her task never
For 'twas always her best that she did.
|John H. Francisco|
|He was a fellow who was bright and small
But he'd die before he used his brains at all.
|Caroline M. Hallenbeck|
|When she is around just beware
For mischief is sure to be there.
|A quieter Miss can't be found
You would almost deny she was around.
|Mildred W. Henningsen|
Chairman Social Committee
|Mildred can talk like a streak
Her vocal chords surely aren't weak.
Constance V. Kimber
Chairman Publicity Committee
|Telling stories she says is a bore
And refuses to tell any more.
|Emma C. Schlitt|
Sec. - Treas. J-III class
Chairman Assembly Committee
|'Tis true she can sing best
And in cheers she leads all the rest.
|Grover F. Schneider|
President J-III class
Captain Boys' Basket Ball
|In basket ball none can put over
The shots that are done by our Grover.
|Mary E. Snyder|
Captain Girls' Basket Ball
|By stretching her joints
She scored us ten points.
|Alvina E. Woods|
Sec. - Treas. G.C.C.
Chairman Music Committee
|If all were as studious she
What an interesting school this would be.
| In the autumn
of Nineteen hundred and eighteen "That Sixth Grade" became the Junior Ones
with Miss Probst as our new teacher and Miss Lamson as our principal.
When we entered the J-I class it meant we were part of the Junior High School and Junior High School meant studying -- no roasting apples; no apple core fights; no stolen sneakers; no more hour recesses with a bouquet as a peace offering. However, we could not be perfect all in a minute, so occasionally a little mouse would find its way into our room. Buster had to have something to eat so the boys saw that he was well supplied.
During the year as J-Is we had the reputation of being "Just It," as we were the ones to manufacture the first class cheers and yells which spurred our teams to victory. Gradually the spirit which we showed took hold of all the Junior Highs and now each class has its own cheers.
Quarterly Examinations were started which was something new, and oh my! that sinking feeling when the test days arrived.
September nineteen hundred and nineteen found us J-IIs. This year brought us much fame on account of our ability to keep the ninth grade guessing.
One happy day during the year, we decided that Blue and White were the only colors for our class and ever since we have been true to the Blue and White.
| Our dramatic
ability began to show when we put on such productions as; "The Hallowe'en
Play" and "That April Fool Play" which made us famous as "Those Eighth
The rivalry in basket ball between the Junior High School Classes was very marked as all the teams were well matched. Our boys distinguished themselves by win-ning the final game from those bright Ninth Graders. The rivalry increased until the victory of the J-III's and the death of the J-II's which left us in mourning the rest of the year until the supply of black ribbons ran out. Oh! what a shame to have our dear old colors in mourning but we promised ourselves they should not fall next year.
One drizzly day late in the year at 4:15 sharp the fifteen J-II SMARTIES had a wonderful time. We will never forget the feeling when we found the horse had the only dry spot at Mallory's; the cheerful welcome of a warm fire with which the boys greeted us; the swinging coffee pot; the place where the second round of coffee landed and last of all Caroline's and Leona's good chocolate "medicine". We took full possession in name of our colors and if you go to Mallory's you will see the Blue and White still waving.
Now just to prove that we were "Jack of all Trades" and could do fancy cooking as well as good school work we prepared supper for the graduating class. It was an awful task to get purple cakes out of white flour and bake them to golden brown. We wished the J-III's had chosen more practical colors, but we managed to prepare a Purple and Gold supper.
At the end of the year there were fifteen J-II's who were well prepared to take up the burdens of the J-III's next year.
thirteenth Nineteen hundred and twenty found us nine girls and three boys
who went to work with a will and all through the year, we have managed our
school successfully. In a week we were fluently conversing in Latin. Every
now and then, you would be sure to hear "Filia bono est" or "Puer fortis
In October the class enjoyed a visit to the Stanford-ville Fair, where we saw a display of pies, cakes, poultry, pumpkins and everything. Not to be outrivaled by any city we arranged for a Hope Farm Fair, and displayed Hope Farm products; huge squashes and onions, cakes which the girls baked, canned fruits, poultry; in fact everything, even to a "Side Show."
Our Domestic Science class proved we could be use-ful as well as ornamental by providing "The Ledge" with its winter supply of canned fruits, pickles, and jellies. Judging by the round and rosy appearance of "The Ledgers" they must have enjoyed our produce. However the best part of our cooking lessons was the "Examination." Miss Probst and the boys know how a well cooked "Examination" tastes.
One Member of our class was responsible for seeing the need of an organized Junior High School so after many lengthy discussions and disputes the J.H.S.A.A. was fully organized with George DeNault as president.
Our dramatic ability could not be suppressed so in-stead of giving the usual kind of "Rhetoricals" we gave a morality play - "The House of the Heart." Many of our class distinguished themselves by speaking remarkably well. We hope next year's class will follow the standard we have set.
It is with a great deal of regret that at Commence-ment time we close our three years of work and play, but the happy memories of these years, will serve to keep us true to the high standard of the Blue and White.
My sister and I were sitting in front of the fire, in the sitting room. It
was a chilly night in summer, the next day being the twenty-ninth of June.
What was I doing ten years ago? It all came plainly to me now, -- my
classmates and graduation day - and I wondered what they were doing. I
just closed my eyes for a minute and looking down I saw the tiniest child
I had ever seen. "Come with me," she said, "I am going to take you to see
your classmates, so that you may know what they are
I followed the child and she led me to an airplane, which we entered. After riding for a great distance I soon found myself in a large hall. All around me were chairs on which sat many distinguished looking people. Some one was playing the piano. Upon looking up I saw to my sur-prise - Emma. She looked as undisturbed as she had when she thought she was all alone practicing in the Hope Farm School.
We again entered the airplane and after riding what seemed to me ten minutes, we got out, but we were twelve miles from our starting place. Our stopping place was in front of a high white building. Walking up a few steps we entered a hospital. Seated in front of a desk was a woman in a nurse's costume - Caroline. She was head nurse in this large hospital. She took me all around and told me about her work in which she was very much interested. I would have liked to spend quite awhile with her but that little voice at my side kept saying, "Remember we haven't much time."
| On our way we
passed over a street which would have been quiet except for one person.
Going a little lower we recognized the woman to be a suffragette. She was
standing on a box talking loudly about "Woman's Rights." At first I
couldn't imagine who it was but at last I recog-nized the voice. It was
Mildred still eager to talk loud and
At Buffalo I encountered Jack, who was parading the street in his Sunday suit. He told me he was having a hard time trying to get his wife to understand that some day he would look for work. At present she supported him by taking in washing. He proudly said that he helped with the dishes once in awhile.
We soon left Buffalo and found ourselves in the noisy busy street of a Western City. Upon entering a large office on the busiest street I discovered Mary sitting in front of a desk heaped high with letters she had typewritten. We had a chat about interesting things.
Before leaving Chicago I happened to see a baseball game going on between New York and Chicago. The Giants were playing a fast and exciting game and were winning by a large score. This was due to the good work of their star pitcher who was none other than Grover.
Leaving Chicago we traveled south to Kentucky. On the outskirts of a large city I saw a small yellow building. Above the door was written "Negroes' Kindergarten." Letting my curiosity get the better of me I entered and was struck dumb when I saw Alvina surrounded by about twenty "Pickanninies." She was telling them an interesting story so I though I'd best leave them alone.
| Our next
station was further south to New Orleans. There I found Leona, the busiest
of all. She was head of a large publishing company and kept running to and
fro, stopping only to give orders or to talk over some business with one
of the men.
After riding about half an hour we stopped at a col-lege and I entered. I seemed to know just what I was looking for and where to find it, because I went upstairs to a classroom and found Constance. She was teaching Latin. When I entered she was trying to induce the class to be-lieve that Latin was worth while and told them some of her experiences when she first studied Latin. She showed me a book on "Fishing" written by George DeNault.
Again that little voice at my side spoke. This time it said, "It's time to go home, we don't have to go any far-ther." I awoke with a start and found my sister standing over me trying to tell me that it was about time I was in bed. I went to bed with plans to write to my classmates and to make arrangements for a class reunion.
|We're the Junior Threes, which you already
And all through this year we've tried to show.
Our pep and our mettle, which, we hope exceed
All our faults, our vices and our misdeeds.
Miss Probst is our teacher, and a fine one too.
Our class president is Grover, thru' and thru'.
Mary is our genius when it comes to basket ball
And in cleverness Georgina surpasses us all;
While Mildred is our most particular one;
And it's Leona --- studious soul --- who always has done
Her homework so faithfully. Jack --- alack! alas!
He studies so hard he will always pass
His examinations (?). Emma presides at the G.C.C.
As president; she is also the class secretary.
Now when Caroline gets started explaining Science
We all just sit down and keep still in defiance.
Alvina is our bright one --- she's always on the roll
Of honor, and is mighty dandy on the whole.
Now don't think by this that we haven't our share of fun
For play follows work, so we play when all's done;
And when it comes to picnics and sports and such
There's none can excel us --- Oh no! not much!
They said last year that the school was going to smash
So we all expected to hear a crash! crash! crash!
But - why nothing happened like that at all,
The dear old school never dreamed to fall!
We've tried to do our best through these three years
In our work, our play, our sports and our cheers.
You may bet we're made of the real true blue
With a large amount of pure white too.
During the year as J-I's, athletics meant basket ball, so each class
looked forward to the time when the Basket Ball Series for the pennant
would be played.
Our record that year did not amount to much as we had no girls' team and although our boys had a strong team they were too young and untrained to win from the J-II's of J-III's but we did our best with the help of the good spirit for which we were famous.
It was fun to practice our cheers in whispers while some one would guard the door and then to cheer our teams when the games were played.
During 1919-1920, basket ball excitement ran high for all classes having both girls' and boys' teams who were determined to win the banner. The J-III and J-II boys' teams were well matched as we had Grover, George, and Francis as our strong trio with Jack and Warren to guard, while the J-III's also had a strong team. Our boys won the final game of the J-II and J-III series, but the first two were won by the J-III boys. Mary starred as our captain on the girls' team but we were not strong enough to win from the J-III's.
This year as J-III's our boys were handicapped by not having a full team, Grover, George and Jack being the only boys whom we had. Substitutes were taken from the fifth and sixth grades. In the first game between the J-III's and J-II's we won by the score of 24 - 8. In this game Grover and George gave us an exhibition of fine playing. Grover just "got them in," as fast as George could pass the
|ball. George left us before the other two games
of the series against the J-II's were played. This left us with only two
boys which weakened our team so that we were unable to win the banner.
Our girls' team was complete and distinguish-ed itself by winning every game it has played this year, thus winning the girls' banner.
The little "Fussies" have not been able to win any games this year but after more training they will take their place in the athletics of the school.
At the close of the season The Junior High School celebrated with an Athletic Picnic at which time letters and numerals were presented to the players.
Just two or three games of volley ball have been played this season but class base ball teams have been selected to play a series of games for the Junior High School championship. This makes three interesting series of athletic contests to be played during the school year.
During this school year many interesting things have
It has been about six years since Hope Farm has had a newspaper of its own, so this year we have published a little paper called "The Red and White." Its purpose is to carry news to the boys and girls of Hope Farm who are alumni. The editorial staff is made up of boys and girls from the J-I and J-II classes who have high marks in English. The paper is issued four times a year and contains the news of Hope Farm activities.
The second grade boys have been making a doll house for the girls. The house is six feet long, four feet high and two and a half feet wide. When it is finished it will have six rooms; two bed rooms and a bath room upstairs, a living room, dining room and kitchen downstairs. The girls are making the furnishings for the house. The little young-sters are having a fine time planning for it.
There are 99 children at Hope Farm who receive an allowance each month. Part of each child's allowance is deposited in the Hope Farm Bank. This year the banking system has been transferred to the school. There are cer-tain days in each month when the bank is open so money can be deposited. The J-II class keeps the Hope Farm Bank ledger balanced in connection with the arithmetic of
|the J-II class. On banking days members of the
J-II class record deposits in each child's bank book. They also bal-ance
the bank books each month. Each child has his or her own bank book and
must write out his or her own deposit slip when banking
This year the classes in gardening have progressed enough so that the boys are able to work in the big Hope Farm garden instead of having school gardens. The work has been graded so that each class has a certain type of work. The J-III boys have transplanted a great many of the plants this year while the J-I and J-II boys have planted and cultivated the crops that need no transplanting.
Early in the year the J-I and J-III cooking classes preserved and canned fruits and vegetables for winter use at The Ledge and Bitter Sweet. All together they made about 235 quarts of jellies, preserves and pickles. This made the work in cooking classes very interesting.
An electric lighting system has been installed in the assembly hall by the J-III boys. The J-I boys made the cement foundation for the engine while the J-III boys put in the engine, the dynamo and the switch board. Several wires were extended for stage lighting, assembly hall light-ing and the moving picture machine. With this system it is possible to get different colored effects for plays.
Our class has made a fine record in the Regents ex-aminations this year. There were quite a few marks in the 90's, while Mildred Henningsen distinguished herself by getting a 99 in Algebra.
Early in the year the Junior High School Activities Association was
organized. The purpose of this Assoc-iation is to unite all the Junior
High School activities. A committee composed of George DeNault, Alvina
Woods and Grover Schneider made a constitution for the
|King Midas and the Golden
Grade The Pied Piper
Fifth Grade Dolly Madison
Sixth Grade Christmas Guest
The House of the Heart Ninth Grade Thanksgiving Tableaux School
Pinafore Staff and Junior High School
The Gooseherd and the Goblin Elementary School
Dance and Concert
|Junior High School Boys
Miss McKelvey, Girls' Chorus Club
|May Pole Dance
Junior High Athletic Picnic
|Memorial Day Picnic
Junior Three Reception
|Junior Three Fair
GOT ALGEBRA RULES BEAT
|Miss Haight: What is digestion?
Emma Shlitt: The reducing of food to its lowest terms.
|George: What are you drawing
Grover: Why, a dog!
George: But where is its tail?
Grover: Oh that's still in the fountain pen.
|IT AIN"T NICE|
|J-III pupil: Gee, Miss Haight,
it ain't in this dictionary.
Miss Haight: Don't say ain't, it ain't nice.
dear little boy, what are you going
to be when you get big?
1st Grade chap: A man.
Cape: Land extending into
A Gulf: Water extending into land.
A Mountain: Land extending into air.
A Valley: Air extending into land.
|A MANUAL SLOGAN|
|You can't drive a nail with a sponge no matter
how much you soak it.
Beware! Flunko, flunkere, faculti, fireus!
|A Well Equipped Printing Shop ---|
|Mr. Fink - [Examining work] You forgot your
J-II Printing Class - There aren't any.
|How They Will Talk.|
|Miss Haight - (Getting
Then we can get golden diamonds, can we not?
Miss Smith : The notes above the scale are exactly like
those below, only different.
|Mr. Fink -
Miss McKelvey -
Miss Probst -
Miss Haight -
Miss Eberlein -
Miss Smith -
Miss Lamson -
J-III class -
J-II class -
J-I class -
|Get my idea?
Yes, I guess.
All books closed.
Whenever you're ready we'll begin.
You're a bright one.
Can't we hand them in tomorrow?
Who's our president?
|Did you ever see ---|
Mildred without a ribbon?
Georgina accompanied by a boy?
Constance with bobbed hair?
Leona get red?
Caroline with glasses?
George with a part in his hair?
Grover with a pompadour?
Miss Probst with "garages"?
|Miss Probst here? Yes! Yes!
Life is one horrid Latin lesson after another.
Class officers elected.
Jack drops airplanes and prepares for Regents.
Jack hands in homework.
Stanfordville Fair. Says Mildred (looking at a young
calf), "Isn't he a cute little dog?"
The G.C.C. organizes.
The B.G.C. reelects officers.
Class meeting. "10 - 15 - 25 or fight."
|George has a bright idea - Junior High School
Alvina and Georgina in luck - Can't see - Drops in their eyes.
Alvina and Georgina out of luck - They can see -
(To do their homework.)
Fair Day - Lights out - No Dance.
Jack hands in homework again.
Grover wonders what the little red marks in his
Latin note book mean.
|Miss H. (Jack, where are your
glasses?) Jack - Down home.
" " " " Can't find 'em.
" " " " Lost them.
" " " " They're broke.
" " " " At Miss Craig's.
" " " " Getting fixed.
" " " " In my sweater.
" " " " I forgot them.
" " " " In my desk.
" " " " Screw's out.
" " " " In my cubicle.
" " " " They're bent.
" " " " A boy has 'em.
" " " " A boy took 'em
" " " " In my locker.
" " " " In my pocket.
" " " " Gettin' a pair.
" " " " Got 'em on.
|Great cheer. Some of us drop Latin.
Miss Haight declares she won't teach a class of
Lost - A J-II President.
Found - A J-II President.
Christmas Play. Greatest "hit" of the season.
|No school bells to-day. Teachers move to
||Jack has his homework.
" " washed his face.
" " " " hands.
" " " " neck.
" " brushed his teeth.
" " on a clean waist.
Why Jack - Is it a dream?.
|Second quarter examinations.
Mother Goose Dance.
Basket Ball - Grover dances a victory jig.
Class meeting - Rhetoricals.
With many regrets, we say good bye to our class
President. Good luck to you, George.
Mr. Fink (Calling the roll of the J-III boys when
Jack is sick) --- "Grover Schneider" --- Grover,
"Present." Mr. Fink - "All right, I guess we're all here."
Grover elected J-III President.
|Banking at school - The J-II "Reds" have
into a bank.
First Practice for Class Supper.
St. Patricks Day - Famous J-III Tea Party.
Rhetorical practice - On thinking it was over every-body decides they have a cold.
Play, "Snow White" by "The Fussies."
Great Debate - deciding what pin to buy.
|Spring Fever is here.
Rhetorical Contest - Leona wins out.
Can anyone tell the J-III class, who is the author
of Scott's "Ivanhoe"?
|Boo! hoo! Such a funeral.
Class pins arrive.
Grover handles the carving knife with great skill.
Sale for the Athletic Picnic.
Alas! Mr. Fink's and Grover's locks are shorn.
Athletic Picnic - Seven "bright specimens" receive
numerals - Others have hopes.
Girls' Glee Club Recital.
Boys' Glee Club Concert.
Another rehearsal for the Class Supper.
George visits us.
Class meeting and still the Class Flower isn't
Big Day - Our own Sale and Picnic.
Pictures taken of our handsome class.
Regents - 90's, 90's everywhere.
Good bye dear school to you.
|For many years we've been together
Through days of work as well as play,
And now the time for us to sever
Our loyal class, has come today.
For now our ship starts on its course
To sail through stormy seas or clear
May Hope Farm memories guide us straight
Towards harbors safe from fear.
on, dear class of
Sail on toward success
May the Blue and White, high in the breeze
Lead us on to happiness.
The happy days have quickly sped
As memories we will hold them dear,
In future years we'll think with pride
Of all our loyal classmates here.
May we ne'er forget the friendship true
That binds us all so close today,
May we e'er be staunch, Hope Farm, to you
As you guide us on our way.
|A pipidie pep
A pipidie pep
A pipidie, pipidie, pep, pep, pep,
Who's on deck
J-III you bet
Yea -- -- -- -- J-III.
However - - - - whenever
Wherever - - - whenever
Our team will shine tonight,
Our team will shine;
Our team will shine tonight,
Our team will shine;
Our team will shine tonight,
Our team will shine;
When the sun goes down,
And the moon comes up,
Our team will shine.
We just get them in
We just get them in
We just get them in this evening;
We just get them in
We just get them in
We just get them in -- that's all.
|To Miss Probst for her helpful
To Mr. Fink, who made it possible to print the Class Annual.
To the printing class who printed this book.
And to all those who have helped us, we wish
to acknowledge our indebtedness and extend our thanks.