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THE GRANITE 
1920 



From Press of 
THE SIKESTON STANDARD 
Sikeslon, Missouri 




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For her we'll sing, for her we'll shoui, 
For her we'll stand toqelher; 
For her we'll raise our song of praise, 
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1920 

Published by 

g^^he Oran r|^igh School 

of 

ORAN. MISSOURI 



Crjoreipord 



Where the Ozarks descend into the plains, where the fra- 
irrance of flowers in gorgeous array is wafted over the valley by 
the gentle zephyrs, where the bees sip the nectar of the clover, 
where the birds warble sweely at morning and soothingly in the 
twilight, where waving fields of grain are in abundance and sun- 
kissed fruits abound, where boys and girls indulge in the Light of 
Knowledge, there you will find the peaceful little City of Oran. 



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"Greater love hath none than this, that a man lay down his 
life for his friends." We respectfully dedicate this, the first issue 
ol "The Granite" to Thomas Baldwin Harris, Jesse Thurman Mr- 
Clellan, and Lyman Thurl Spradlin. Our debt to them is great, 
probably more than can ever be paid. Therefore, in partial pay- 
ment, we dedicate "The Granite," 1920. 



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There's a spot in my heart which can ne'er be fill'd, 

A link which joins me to the past; 
A whisp'ring in my mind which can ne'er be still'd, 

Which I must adhere to at last. 
A beautiful scene of yesterday comes to me, 

Which almost fills my eyes with tears; 
The scene will always be before me constantly, 

And will remain through all the years. 

Dear old Alma Mater, dear old Alma Mater, 

To-night I am thinking of you, 
Constantly, incessantly thinking of you, dear, 

And the day I bid you adieu. 
I see before me the same old familiar class 

On that sober commencement day; 
I cannot, and will not, banish that scene. Alas. 

May the memory always stay. 

— E. E. C. '20. 



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Officers 

Dr. W. H. Wescoat, President 
J. W. Clemson, Vice-president 
L. P. Driskill, Secretary 
P. P. Marshall, Treasurer 



Term expiring April 6, 1920 

J. W. Clemson 
J. D. Bowman 



Term expiring April, 1921 

H. C. Watkins 
R. B. Stubblefield 



Term expiring April, 1922 

Dr. W. H. Wescoat 
J. C. Sanders 



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RETA ROBINS CRENSHAW 
Principal 



R. A. MOVERS 

B. S. in Ed. 
SuiH'rintemifnt 



STELLA M. MILLER 
Assistant Principal 



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Senior ^xeculiue (3ommillee 

E. Helen Bowman, Chairman 

E. Earl Grader, Vice Chairman 

Alpha M. Lyons, Secretary and Treasurer 

Motto: Finished, Yet Beginning 

Colors: Crimson and Gold 

Flower: Yellow and Crimson Rosebuds 



EUNICE HELEN BOWMAN 
S. A. K. 
Girls' Quartftte 
Glee Club 
Secy.-Treas. Athletic Association 
Debatinp Club 
Pres. Executive Committee 
Literary Editor "The Granite " 




Senior Qhss r|;iislory 



It was a bright September morn in the year of 1016 
when nineteen happy faced freshmen, along with many 
others of the Oran High, filed into the assembly hall 
and were addressed by our new superintendent. When 
he talked to us his voice sounded with the force of a 
thundering command. A lion's roaring could not have 
equalled it. We quaked and we shaked. We did not 
know the first step to take. How many years we had 
looked toward entering high school, only now to be 
nervous and weak in the knees. But it was a consola- 
tion to think that we might become accustomed to the 
environment and would share in the thrills of study 
produced in high school. We staggered thru the year 
under the heavy burden of poor grades, taunts from 
those higher up, and innumerable demerits. 

The next year our class had decreased to ten. 
Things moved along very nicely until about December, 
when our principal left. We pleaded, entreated and im- 
plored, but to no' avail. A Methodist preacher took her 
place. You might think we put on long faces and look- 
ed like saints, and our wings began to sprout, but no 
such thing. This man proved most congenial, or we 
did, I do not know which. Anyhow, we were having a 
blissful time courting the teachers for better grades. 
We obtained about all knowledge within reach of man 
(in one rather small book). Six were able to pull thru 
the year. 

And then begins our support of Darwin's theory, 
that in the struggle for existence there is a "survival 
of the fittest." Three out of the class survived. The 
others decided on varying courses to pursue. Some 
have since married and have troubles of their own. The 
momentous task of raising the standard of the school 
was undertaken. Work was increased and struggle 
would not define the way we went at those books. To 
"leave our foot-prints on the sand of time", we were 
instrumental in organizing the everlasting, renowned, 
illustrious, distinguished and celebrated S. A . K. 
Society. Now don't guess the name. Some have call 



ed it "Seekers After Kisses", others "South African 
Knights", and "Satin And Kaiser." It is plain "Seek- 
ers After Knowledge." 

With some hesitation our fourth year began. It 
seemed that no one wanted to be assistant prinicipal. 
Whether we were a bad lot, or the trouble lay with the 
teachers, was something we never could make out. 
Finally we secured one who — wait a minute ! Then the 
principal married and wanted to leave us. After plead- 
ing, beseeching with tears in our eyes, and wearing our 
hearts on our sleeves, she condescended to stay. 

Perhaps I'd better tell you something about our 
illustrious Big Three and surroundings. We have our 
study hall in the Superintendent's office, where we pre- 
side with much dignity over the library. The cares 
of the office and duties of sometimes sending a lass or 
laddie, to look for Professor Moyers for an absence 
excuse, often prove provoking and burdensome. But 
never a word of complaint. We are used to that thing 
which is awfully big, but is spelled in a mighty small 
word "work." 

The lower classes raised a howl when we askef^ 
them to help us organize a Glee Club and Athletic As- 
sociation, but they consented after some deliberation. 
More of this in other pages. However, it proves that 
we are responsible for the self-imposed task. 

But a word of the Seniors. Original from the be- 
ginning, we have receded from the custom of electing 
class officers, and united into the Executive Committe? 
to work together under the Crimson and Gold. 

Earl aspires to be an artist of the poetic type, writ- 
ing love ditties to ths fairest maid in all the land. 
Always blamed for the infamous deeds of making love, 
he says he will take his spite out on some poor young- 
ster in a little country school next year. Woe be unto 
thee, little man! 

Alpha says there is one word she can spell well, 
even backwards, but she won't tell. Attractive, fasci- 



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nating, delighting in the light fantastic toe, she was 
never patterned tor hard work. 

I, Helen, am said to be a born old maid with gran'i 
mother's ways. However, that is only from those who 
would fain use all the judgment I portray. 

I would tell you something of each of our teachers, 
but it would never pass without a red mark of the 
Editor-in-Chief, and would never be brot to light. 

Let me tell you that if the Seniors had not overrid- 
den opposition and disappointments in the financial 
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class. We fought (almost) to get our annual that we 
might make our school renowned. 

The lot of the Seniors has been a hard one. Un- 
certainty has attacked from every side. With the de- 
termination to win we have helped to gain our place in 
the ranks of first class high schools of the state. As 
pioneers we have paved the way for a four year high 
school, which Oran never has had. That the school 
will continue to grow, that each succeeding year will 
reveal more and more accomplishments, and that 
brighter histories may be written, is the earnest desire 
of the Senior Class of 1920. — E. H. B., '20. 



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"/ dip inio the future 

Far as human eye f.erceioe.i. See 

A vision of the world. 

And the life of We — the Seniors three. " 

This is not to be a dream, as generally, but a vision. 
Old men dream dreams, but young men see visions. 
Before I start my story concerning that life in the 
great world into which we, the Seniors three, are about 
to launch, I wish to let my readers know what this 
period in our lives means to us. This period, the brink 
of life, when we must separate after we have been to- 
gether through grammar school days as well as these, 
struggling always for the goal we have almost reached. 
The history of each is almost the same. Now we three 
Seniors, from among many, are the only survivals of a 
large class, and altho glad to know that we have stood 
the tests and have triumphed where others failed, 
there is still mingled a sad note at the thought of part- 
ing at the threshold of life, that threshold which 
awaits us all with, or without, that honor of having 
finished twelve years of training. 

The lights have not yet been lighted and as I sit 
here alone in the flickering rays of the fire, which are 
chasing shadows up and down the wall and leaving the 
corners in darkness, my thoughts return to my high 
school days and to the time of the graduation of the 
Senior Class of 1920. As I gaze into the embers I see 
the same old school house and the rooms where we 
used to congregate to study those lessons, then oh, so 
hard, but now nothing compared to the "Lessons of 
Life." I live over again that separation on commence- 
ment day, when the sight of diplomas thrilled us, to 



take the "Seats of Time," which the world offered to 
us to fill. 

The fire burns lower and my thoughts center on 
Helen Bowman, my only girl friend of the class, and 
follow her career from the time we bade farewell to- 
gether to old walls in which we had spent so many 
happy hours. Helen was always interested in the 
sciences, especially Home Economics. So from her 
High School training she aspired to higher training, 
and never stopped until she was graduated from one of 
the noted colleges, and became a teacher in a school of 
no limited reputation. After filling her work in public 
schools she had married her sweetheart of high school 
days. Helen always said, when she spoke of matri- 
mony, that she thought it was a woman's Christian 
duty to marry when she had received training to make 
herself capable to manage a home and be a "pal," as 
she said, to her husband. 

As my mind recedes from Helen, settled now with 
her girlhood dreams fulfilled, I retrace my thoughts 
again to the little school house and follow Earl Crader, 
the only man in the class, "a rose among the thorns" 
as he used to dub himself, in his career, since he sepa- 
rated from us. While in school the question of Woman 
Suff"rage was talked of a great deal, and although Earl 
was in favor of it he used to "hit" the Queer Sex, as he 
called the women, every chance he got. He was also 
interested in sciences to some degree, but Saciology de- 
manded more of his attention, and after he graduated 
he attended college after college always seeking to un- 
derstand the relations of this great society — the world. 
He branched off from Sociology into the other 'ologies. 



and made several research trips to old countries labor- 
ing to verify some theory of human nature. But this 
energetic age of his passed, and when about middle 
age, he took unto himself one of the "queer sex," and 
suddenly came to the conclusion that he must make 
more money. So he entered politics, and from his train- 
ing in Sociology he made a statesman as well as poli- 
tician. From the floor of the little old school I see my 
friend Earl on the floor of Congress as president of the 
Senate and aspiring to the presidentialship. 

Now for myself to fill out the trio. Hearing voices 
of the returning sleighing party, for I am attending a 



house party in a country home, I will hurriedly relate 
how many of my dreams, as a school girl, came true. 
I was fond of languages and singing, and I am satisfied 
to say I have had sufliicient training in English, French 
and Latin to teach wherever I please, and my voice is 
considered good by the musical world. I am still un- 
married — but I was the younger of the trio. 

The door has been thrown open and the lights turn- 
ed on, the merry party has broken in upon my reverie 
and brought me back to the present. So farewell to 
the merry three of the '20 class, 

A. M. L., '20. 



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For one not half so fair as thee ; 
I'll sit on a keg of Du Pont 
Powder, if mine you'll only be. 



i^dsl ^ill and '^estamenl of the Seniors 



' ' The lime has come, ' ' ihe W alrus said, 

"To talli of many things; 
Of shoes and ships and sealing wax. 

And cabbages and k'ngs- " 

The time has come when the present Senior Class 
will be no more. Being sensible to the fact that our 
days among you are numbered, we desire to make dis- 
position of our property and affairs while yet there is 
time, and so we do hereby make, publish, and declare 
the following to be our last will and testament, hereby 
revoking and canceling all other or former wills by us 
at any time made. 

Article first. We direct that all our just commence- 
ment expenses be paid in full. 

Article second. To the Juniors we bequeath our 
dignity and our "place in the sun". We direct that all 
our rights exofficio be given to them, also all of our de- 
merits. Furthermore we direct that our translations 
of Cicero be turned over to them, and we wish them all 
the success that we had with them. To Miss Zimmer- 
man we bequeath a copy of "The Autobiography of 
Benjamen Franklin", provided she will agree to peruse 
it daily so that she may find the date of Franklin's 
death. To Miss Henry we bequeath a book entitled 
"How to Run a Reo Car," also this advice, "Beware of 
railroad men." To Miss McCord we bequeath nothing, 
because she has that now which so few women acquire, 
and even fewer keep, namely, silence. May she always 
adhere to First Timothy, second chapter, eleventh 
verse, in the future as she has done in the past. To 
Miss Miller we give our thanks for assisting us in the 
devastation of the Oration of Cicero. To Miss Sandars 
we bequeath the art of how to keep a man after h^ 



becomes subjected to feminine wiles. We hope that 
each of the Juniors will graduate at the head of her 
class in 1921. 

Article third. We direct that the Sophomores be 
transformed into model Juniors. We bequeath them a 
hard year in which they will come to realize that their 
instructor knows more than they after all. We give to 
them the over-lordship and pleasure of criticizing the 
coming Sophomores and Freshmen. As the girls rule 
the class we bequeath to them the dignified obedience 
and proud submission of the boys, a characteristic of 
the male. To each of them also we bequeath a box of 
powder (either face, gun, or headache) and also a book 
dealing with the popular and over-burdened science of 
cosmetics. 

Article fourth. We direct that the time of em- 
barassment and subjection of the Freshmen come to an 
end. We direct that they now hold up their heads and 
say proudly, enthusiastically and defiantly, "We are 
Sophomores." We beg them to keep in mind the period 
of their own involuntary servitude, and consequently 
treat the coming Freshmen with the honor and respect 
always given to Freshmen. Of them we demand one 
consideration, namely, that they always adhere to the 
Golden Rule, either the original or the modern one ac- 
cording to Lyman Oliver. 

Article fifth. We bequeath to the faculty our un- 
dying gratitude and our eternal thanks, and a place in 
our hearts which will be filled with the memory and re- 
collection of their earnestness and sincerity. We ac- 
knowledge that our debt to them is great, probably 
more than we can pay, but perchance something may 



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occur in the future, who knows? brought about by our 
efforts, which will cause them to give us a clear receipt. 

Article sixth. We direct that Miss Miller meet her 
"dream-man." We bequeath to her the right for her 
and "hers" to settle down among the rugged and tree- 
clad hills of Cape Girardeau County, beautiful for their 
ruggedness. 

Article seventh. To Mrs. Crenshaw we bequeath 
happiness. We direct that adversity be unknown to 
her. And when her 'clear call' comes may she be greet- 
ed with, "Well done thou good and faithful servant." 
We demand one consideration, namely, that on every 
anniversary of her marriage she remind Mr. Crenshaw 
of the time she obligingly fainted, and of his record- 
breaking race to the school house, in which the writer 



participated and came out a poor second. 

Article eighth. To our efficient superintendent, Pro- 
fessor Moyers, we bequeath prosperity and grant him 
a trip back to the Ozarks every summer. May adver- 
sity always follow him, but never catch up with him, 
and may his enemies have their toes cut off so he can 
tell them by their limping. 

Article ninth. To the School we grant our perpetual 
loyalty, fond memories and tender recollections. It's 
0. H. S. forever. 

In witness whereof, we, the Senior Class of 1920, 
have to this our last will and testament, subscribed our 
names, this 18th day of May, 1920. 

The Senior Class. 

— E. E, C, '20. 



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Woman, truly thou are a queer creature ; 

Joshua commanded the sun to stand 

Still, but thou goest him one better, and. 

Assuredly, reversest the seasons. 

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Perchance some reader will discover these few, 
paltry words of mine, which constitute the diary of a 
reserved and unostentatious man. Foreseeing this, I 
most humbly beg the pardon of any casual reader for 
being trite, but the old adage, "an honest confession is 
good for the soul" can be legitimately and correctly in- 
serted before I begin my memoranda. I know these 
few lines which follow are incoherent, unmusical, and 
insufficient, but I sincerely, most sincerely I assure you, 
hope that these gentle words will give the chance read- 
er a conception of the trials a modest, demure, and un- 
obtrusive bachelor must suffer and undergo during leap 
year. 

Perhaps it is best that I should tell the casual read- 
er something about myself, ard if I may be permitted, 
I will insert a brief description herein. I have never 
been addicted to the vile and profane habit of boasting, 
but if I do say it myself, I cannot do myself justice in 
this short paragraph. I have been handicapped since 
birth. You see my surname being Served, and at birth 
I was christened Radimaanthus Ellingsworth by my 
fond parents, and a name like that would handicap any- 
one. During my boyhood days the fellows called me 
Rady, which hurt me to the quick, and on several oc- 
casions I was on the verge of committing homicide, but 
thru my strong will I calmed myself. I am a man of 
slight build. I have black hair, black eyes, and my com- 
plexion is fair. As I have related to you I do not often 
boast, however I say it modestly, I am not an unhand- 
some man, and, worse, I seem to attract and to fasci- 
nate the weaker sex. 

My nature is gentle and refined. I am a very silent 



man, and like Dr. Frank Crane, I believe that "silence 
is the most eloquent, beautiful and perfect thing in the 
world. The very top of passion is speechless. When a 
skilled actor wishes to portray emotions that transcend 
the ordinary, he is still, motionless, expressionless." 

Before I begin, and having debated it in my mind 
carefully and thoroughly, I have come to the conclu- 
sion that it would be best to state the rudiments of my 
recital first. In short, it is a chronology of the happen- 
ings and events, which point toward the eventual, am- 
aranthine, perpetual, and, at times, not responsible, 
dilemma of matrimony, which constantly and incess- 
antly persecutes, torments, and annoys an unoffending 
bachelor during leap year. It is as follows: 

Sunday. I arose at half past eight, I ate breakfast 
and prepared to go to church. At eleven o'clock went 
to church. After the services started home. It was 
a beautiful day, like the day in June that Lowell had in 
mind. Not being in a hurry I sauntered along in an 
easy, tranquil and unrestrained manner. But unbe- 
knowst to me a storm, nay a cyclone, was approaching. 
Miss Iwanta Mann, a very garrulous, loquacious, and 
voluble young lady, approximately forty years of age, 
overtook me, and I was forced to walk home with her. 
When we reached her home she asked me to come in, 
and in a moment of mental aberration I went in. 

After dinner I became suspicious. About two o'clock 
she moved her chair close to mine and said, "Mr. Serv- 
ed, Radimanthus, I have something on my mind. Yoii 
are aware of the fact that it is not good for woman to 
03 alone. I love you. Will you marry me?" 

"^nt my dear Miss Mann," I replied, "I cannov 
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"Oh, don't tell me that, Radimanthus," she cried, 
"my poor heart is breaking. Why can't you marry 
me?" 

Deliberately telling a falsehood I blurted out, "Miss 
Mann, I am a somnambulist." 

Miss Mann seemed puzzled. She reflected for a 
moment, and finally said, "That's all right. If there 
isn't a church here of that kind we can be married by 
a justice of the peace." 

Being astounded and appalled by her display of 
ignorance I fled. Stayed home the rest of the after- 
noon. I congratulated myself for my timely escape. 
Having been so nearly married I could almost hear the 
epithalamium. 

I retired at eight o'clock. Dared not go to church 
for fear of having to escort home some woman, who 
was inclined toward the state of matrimony. 

Monday morning dawned clear and bright. I arose 
at my usual hour, ate breakfast and went to town. 

At ten o'clock I went to the postoffice and asked for 
my mail. To my utmost surprise a letter decorated 
with the calligraphy of a woman was handed to me. 
Carefully opened it only to find a statement demand- 
ing an account long past due. 

I lunched down town at twelve o'clock. Remained 
in town all afternoon. At six started home, and seeing 
a woman, who looked like a man hunter, coming down 
the street, I crossed a lawn to get out of her way. I 
was arrested for trespassing and fined ten dollars and 
the costs. I did not begrudge the money. 

Tuesday morning I awoke with misgivings. I went 
thru my usual routine of morning work mechanically. 

Started to town at ten o'clock. Saw a woman and 
a dog coming toward me, and as this time I had no 
avenue of escape, I was forced to meet her. I am sure 
she looked at me queerly, almost pleadingly. But I 



immediately regained my poise and ease for I reflected 
that a string with a dog on one end and a woman on the 
other should remind one that neither the dog nor the 
string was to blame. 

Nothing eventful happened that afternoon, and you 
can rest assured that I kept out of the way of the 
peculiar sex. 

That night I spent an hour in deep study. I con- 
cluded Helen owland was right when she said, "Noth- 
ing will carry a man so far away from a woman as a 
new train of thot — started by the signal in another wo- 
man's eyes." 

Wednesday morning I became more hopeful, and 
began to realize that all the world was not queer after 
all. 

At nine o'clock I started to town. Passing a hand- 
some dwelling I heard someone, a woman I correctly 
surmised, crying. "A woman's tears are the greatest 
waterpower known to man." Forgetting my timidity 1 
went in. I saw a woman sobbing as if her heart was 
breaking. I went up to her and said consolingly, 
"There little girl, don't cry, they have broken your 
heart, I know," — She cast her scintillating and corus- 
cating eyes up at me and replied softly and soothingly, 
"You old reprobate, you base intruding idiot, get out 
of here. Can't you see I am only rehearsing." 

I left immediately. Spent the afternoon in I. 
Skinems store playing checkers. Lost every game to 
the poorest player in town. I have misapprehensions 
and I think if this continues much longer I will surely 
lose my wits. 

Thursday. I. M. Married, a good friend of mine, 
persuaded me to spend the day with his family. There 
was a surprise for me. I was introduced to Miss Rhoda 
l^endron. She was a beautiful, graceful, delicate, re- 
fined and effeminate woman, a specimen of perfect 



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womanhood, far above the average of womankind. She 
was of the type, if any, which appealed to me. I am 
compelled to confess it, but strangely and mysteriously 
my views toward the queer sex were changed notice- 
ably. She was her own, natural self and acted as if I 
were not present. At last I had found a woman who 
was not inclined toward matrimony. I stayed all after- 
noon. Left at five o'clock. 

At half past seven happened to remember that I 
had left my gloves at Married's and I called to get 
them. Remained until ten o'clock. 

Friday passed uneventufully and quickly. Every 
time I went to town I was forced to pass Married's 
house. I strained my eyes looking for Miss Dendron. 

At half past seven I called on Married. 

Saturday. Passed the morning doing my usual 



routine of work. Felt carefree and happy. Passed the 
school house as I went to town, and hearing someone 
reading I stopped. "In the spring a young man's 
fancy lightly turns to thots of love" came floating out 
of the window. I hurried away. 
The day passed uneventful. 

At eight o'clock I called on Miss Dendron. It was 
a night like the night Leander swam the Hellespont. I 
stayed till midnight. 

Now, casual reader, begging your pardon a thou- 
sand times if these few, simple lines have bored you, I 
will close my diary for this week. But I almost forgot 
to mention that tomorrow Miss Rhoda Dendron will be- 
come Mrs. Radimanthus Ellingsworth Served. 

— E. E. C, '20. 



junior Qldss Officers 

Evelyn Miller, President 

Mildred Henry, Vice President 

Eileen McCord, Secretary and Treasurer 

Class Name: Bachelor Maids 

Motto: Everything Good Comes To Her Who Waics. 
We're Waiting. 

Colors: Pink and Green 

Flower: Pink Carnation 




EVELYN MILLER 
S. A. K. 
Class President 
Basketball 
Hiph School Chorus 



MILDRED HENRY 

S. A. K. 
Class Vice-President 
Glee Club 
Basketball 
Debating: Club 



JEAN ZIMMERMAN 
S. A. K. President 
Girls' Quartette 
Glee Club 
Basketball 
Debating Club 




MARY NORTH 
Honorary Member of S. 



A. K. 



Art Editor of "The Granite 



ALLENE SANDERis 
S. A. K. 
Girls' Quartette 
Glee Club 
Basketball 
Debatinp Club 



EILEEN McCORD 

S. A. K. 
Iliph School Chorus 
Basketball 
Class Secretary-Treasurer 



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(Tpldtform of the juniors 



"And nobody calls us a dunce, 

And people suppose us clever, 

This happens only once. 

And we will bo missed with pleasure." 

We, the Junior Class '20, declare our belief in hu- 
man liberty and sociability in our said class (That is 
when our teacher is not looking). 

Under no pretention whatever can a man or a Re- 
publican enter into our perfect union. One Socialist 
there was among us, but the arguments were too 
strong against her, and she fled, we know not where. 
Our class has not been pestered with one of the male 
sex. We have found this so desirable that we will con- 
tinue to live in this celestial bliss. 

It has been found that our standard of scholarship 
has been high. This we attribute to the common far 
advanced mind of the class. Of course this shows that 
the femininie mind is superior to the masculine mind. 
Therefore we allow no man to break and lower the 
standard of our scholarship. 

We believe in the H. C. of L., because our clothes 
are expensive. We must dress well to keep pace with 



our Junior sisters. We must wear silk hose, and these 
are more expensive than those worn before we were in- 
troduced to H. C. of L. 

We stand on a firm foundation concerning the 
League of Nations. The fact is we are all against it. 

We favor taxation of old bachelors, and pensions to 
spinsters. 

We are strictly for prohibition, favoring a drastic 
dry law, permitting no male person to drink anything 
stronger than carbolic acid or wood alcohol. 

We believe that the home is the foundation of So- 
ciety, and that man, not woman, was born to be its 
drudge. 

We believe that only women should teach school, 
hold office as school directors and town oflScials, for the 
simple reason that men are incompetent. 

We believe that men should plow corn, saw logs, 
work in blast furnaces, dig in coal mines, and do, all 
told, all manual labor. 

In short, we stand for the rights, safety and justice 

of the women, and the equality of all before the law. 

We believe only what we know is the truth. 

—Bachelor Maids '20. 



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(Tprophecy of the juniors 



One day when I had nothing else to do I took an air- 
plane flight into the land of "Coming", wherein Future 
reigns. Escorted into his presence by Tomorrow, and 
finding myself before the throne upon which His 
Majesty sat I was timid in the extreme. I had come 
from the Oran High School to learn the future of the 
Junior Class. Divining my mission, he informed me 
that the entire Junior Class would achieve fame in life 
(perhaps) . 

Then I grew bold enough to inquire about the mem- 
bers severally. Mary North, one of our departed 
Juniors, who had moved to Webster Groves, a town 
more elevated in the Society, was our star cartoonist, 
and we felt sure she would have developed this talent, 
but Future disappointed me. I found, instead, that she 
had entered Brooks Junction with a carpet bag, and a 
telescope, selling shoe strings and lead pencils. Oh, 
Mary, how unkind to genius. 

Pearl Fletcher had moved so far away that Future 
was unable to locate her. Could I go farther after such 
disappointment? 

Well, I did, and Future told me my old pal, Mick 
Henry, now gave music lessons in a college in North 
Carolina. Music, as we all know, was her talent and 
she is now putting it into practice. 

Then in a Tnelancholy tone, he related that Allene 
Sanders was dying. This was so sad I wept but whe.'i 
he told me the facts, I was hysterical. Allene had 



worked faithfully for forty years on her hope box, and 
when she was finishing her last quilt her heart failed 
her and she passed into a world of happiness. Future 
added gently, "Everything good comes to her who 
waits." 

Eileen McCord, I found had been put in charge of 
the base hospital at Boston. Here she met a young 
doctor, and married. When Future took off" his glasses 
to wipe them she was setting the table in a dainty little 
dining room. 

Replacing his spectacles, he sought out Evelyn 
Miller and allowed me to see. I hardly recognized her 
for she was much more slender than in her junior 
year. She had married a very corpulent, choleric, and 
gouty old gentleman. Worrying about him so much 
when he was in the presence of her friends, for she was 
extremely jealous, hath greatly decreased her size. 

Last, but not least, came Jean Zimmerman. Her 
life had been spent in a desolate way. She managed to 
finish high school and then moved out on a farm for 
agriculture was always her chief delight. She is putting 
Professor Moyers' advice into practice. She is living 
a solitary life and like Jane Murdsone allows no man to 
cross her threshold. (She always was a man hater). 

After learning of my classmates' future, I was 
ready to return. I walked backwards from the throne, 
through a door and into the Present. 

—A Junior, '20. 



U Ended With "By Qum" 



It happened on February the tenth, 
When a very exciting event 
Took place in our Oran High, 
That made us fly, then sigh. 

It was upon this day. 

That this young gent did come 

To se about the annual 

And about the money — and where from. 

We wuz standin' by the door, 

Not listenin', but iist standin' on the floor 

Hearing about THE GRANITE, 

And all its pages so bright. 

When Moyers from that room did step. 
And voices ceased to flow; 
We flew from that door with lots of pep, 
And filled the Junior row. 

Hence we decided to write this here 

In this nineteen hundred and twentieth year; 

Juniors know what they're about. 

And this is so without a doubt. 

Never a slicker bunch did thrive 

Than this Junior smart set hive. 

So next year Mr. Annual Man, when you come 

We'll be on the other side of that door, "By Gum." 

— Juniors, '20. 
Dedicated to Annual Staff of 1920. 



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Sophomore Class Officers 

Luda Dillingham, President 

Abbie Boutwell, Vice President 

Pal Tenkhoff, Secretary and Treasurer. 

Class Name: Non-quitters 
Class Motto: Excelsior! 
Colors: Gold and White 
Flower: Gold Sweet Peas 



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Cornelius Bollin^^er 
Luda Dillitjham Grace Bowman 

Elizabeth Wescoat Virginia Friend 
Pal Tenkhoff 




Edwin Burger 
Abbie Boutwell Iris Dunn 

Da'e Watkins Mary McCarty 

Murray Myers 



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cTlchieuements of the Sophomore Qldss 



We, the most honorable, most illustrious Sophomores of 
the Oran High School (since we do not seem to be praised by 
our fellow-classes and our celebrated teachers) take it upon 
ourselves to "toot our own horn." 

Our achievements have been many and great, and quite a 
number will be remembered by our former and present teach- 
ers. Not only have we accomplished great things in this our 
most aristocratic year, but in all the years which have gone be- 
fore. 

In order to describe to you more fully this class of marked 
distinction, I will give you an idea as to the worthiness and not 
ability of each member. 

Elizabeth, a girl of sweet disposition, has a mania for 
Geometry and Caesar, which will some day make her famous. 

Dale, a petite blond, can work more Geometry and trans- 
late more Caesar in one hour than the Juniors would in one 
day. 

Pal, the ever-ready, is witty and has the knack of making 
friends with everyone he meets. He has won the envy of the 
Seniors in things pertaining to Chemistry. 

Lovia, a decided brunette, goes at everything she does with 
a vim that would start the O. H. S. in a whirl if the teachers 
would allow it. 

Joe, who is tall and dark, is our Athletic Editor and well fits 
his position. He is a shark in Geometry, which, let us hope, 
will gain for him renown throughout the world. 

Murray, a friend to all, loves mischief. He studies hard 
and when he finishes school his knowledge will exceed a Presi- 
dent's (at least we Sophs think so). 

Mary studies hard and has succeeded in gaining an unlimited 
amount of knowledge, which she expects to impart to some 
high school pupils before many more years. 

Virginia is a star when it comes to playing an aristocratic 
part in a play. 

Iris (Sug) is our litt'e 'un. She has the knack of making all 
feel right when with them and furnishes a continual source 
of amusement. Her one great talent is writing excellent Kn^;liah 
compositions. 



Luda, loved by all the class, had her popularity established 
when she was elected Class President. 

Cornelius, tall and distinguished looking, will some day be a 
great singer. 

Edwin has a jolly word of fellowship for all. He is one of 
our best athletes. Medicine and its study is of interest to him. 

Abbie, a decided brunette, tall, and slender, is expecting to 
be a great History teacher, and we hope to hear her teaching 
this distinctive subject in some large college some o' these 
days. 

Last, but not least by any means, comes myself, for I am 
the biggest cheese of the class. It is always hard to speak of 
one's own accomplishments, but suffice to say that I am very 
distinguished or they would not have appointed me to write 
this estimable piece of work. They call me their song bird, but 
I am only one among the aforesaid characteristic people. 

We are invariably one of the largest spokes in the wheel of 
the S. A. K. Society. In our weekly programs you will usually 
find that we Sophs furnish the greater part of the program, and 
whether we do well or not, the Program Committee seems very 
fond of putting us on every week. We were also a factor in 
organizing this society. 

Our entire class belongs to the Glee Club and when it comes 
to facts do most of the singing. 

All our noteworthy boys are active in athletics, the AtMetic 
Editor being a member of our class as was before mentioned. 
Also the girls of our class are taking a deep interest in athletics. 

We have given our best for the annual, furnishing a large 
number of characters for the plays, and in canvassing the town 
for subscriptions for this book, the proceeds of which will help 
defray expenses. 

Although we have always been a "henpecked" class and still 
are, we have always taken an active part in anything which pro- 
motes the welfare of the school and of the town, and will con- 
tinue to do so if we are "henpecked" for the remainder of our 
school life and forever after. Amen. 

— G. E. B '20. 



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lUhen the Smallpox "Flu" 



When the small-pox "flu" 

The kids "flu" too, 
'Cause it came to school, 

And made us all feel blue; 

When the smallpox "flu." 

When the smallpox "flu" 

Grace Bowman "flu" too, 
She was big and fat, 

And soon came back; 

When the smallpox "flu". 

When the smallpox "flu" 

Watkins, Boutwell, Myers and Poe caught it too, 
And when they returned 

Their faces were of a ghastly hue ; 

When the smallpox "flu." 

It got you when you were least looking 

And it did not make a bit of booking, 
Whether you were large or small, 

'Cause it got us and got us all ; 

When the smallpox "flu." 

— Sophomore, '20. 



S. J{. K. 



I guess you are wanting to know 
Why we write S. A. K. just so; 
What the letters mean just here, 
And if we're studying Shakespeare. 
Now S doesn't stand for slinger, 
Socialist, silly or singer; 
A doesn't stand for ambuscade, 
Anarchist, anger or avade. 
And K doesn't stand for kit, 
Kat, Ku-Klux, kaiser, kid or knit; 
But we're Seekers After Knowledge, 
And we'll all go to college, 
For some have secret ambitions 
To be famous politicians. 

— M. N. 



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C73reshmdn Qlass Officers 

Mary Burger, President 

James Steele, Vice President 

Irene Besel, Secretary and Treasurer 

Name: Progressors 

Motto: Ante Victoriam ne canas triumphum. 
Colors: Purple and Gold 
Flower: Violet 



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^ Freshies Letter to tier Maw 



Dere Maw: I got hear alwright. Sis wuz there to 
meat me. She tuk me to her house. It had electrick 
lights like what we saw in St. Louie the time we wuz 
there. 

I am as blew as the chunk of indigo you told me to 
put in my trunk to make ink with. 

The furst day of skule wuz turrible. They told me 
I didn't know anything. And you know that Mr. Rab- 
cock told me I wuz smart. 

After I wuz hear a week one nite they told me to 
bring sume green and white baby ribbon and a hand- 
kerchef and cume up to skule at seven thirty. So I 
went and they made me say the Lord's prayer in sum 
new fangeled talk which they said wuz latin and you 
know I aways said the Lord's prayer every nite when I 
wuz home, and they made me sit beside sum old boy 
and you said i cudent go with the boys when I come 
down hear. They also gave me something to drink 
they said it wuz lemenade but it didn't taste like that 
pink lemenaid you got me at the pcknick once, it wuz 
made of lemuns and salt and peper. They made me 
give them the dime you gave me for spendin muney 
and they went down to the drugstore and they got sum 
pink ice kreme sody. 



Before they went down to the drugstore they tuk 
us out to the woods and they left us and we had to go 
home by ourselfs. They said we wuz nishiated in the 
sak. 

There shure is some mean boys in this high skule. 
They rite knotes to the gurls. I wont rite knotes to 
them because you know you whiped me becuz i writ 
knotes to John Jones in skule once. 

When they got a basket ball teme together they 
told me i had to play gard. The way you play is you 
get too old hickory sticks put sum iron rings on them 
and you try to throw the ball through the wrings. I 
am not goin to play becuz you hafe to put on blumers. 

latin is shure sum funny talk. We had sum latin 
wurds. Amo is one. I cant remember anymore. 
Algebra is turrble hard. You have to grab a x out of 
the air and let it equal anything you want to. The 
sophs are shure sum wild bunch and they have it in for 
us. In english mrs Crenshaw is teachin us how to rite 
letters and this is the reason im ritin this so kereful. In 
history we are learnin all about the pyramids an 
Egeypt from your loving dauter 

Ima Crank. 
— M. Y., '20. 



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yAmbilions of ihe Freshman Class 



The pupils of the Freshman Class have great hopes 
for their ifuture. Some will be dramatists, movie stars, 
men as great as Chaucer and Shakespeare, women as 
great as Joan of Arc and Florence Nightingale, mer- 
chants, musicians, orators, statemen and stateswomen. 

We expect to be promoted from the Freshman 
Class to the Junior Class instead of taking the Sopho- 
more year. 

We would make the rules and regulations of the S. 
A. K. Society so we could attend without paying dues, 
serve without being on the program, and when we 
would leave and then come back we would be honorary 
members. We will also hope to have many socials. 

Some wish to be what others cannot be and the 
rest are desirous of doing what some cannot do. 

There is one in our class who aspires to run a hotel. 
She expects to serve supper in the morning, breakfast 
at noon, luncheon at midnight, and wash all day. 

There is another who expects to sell ninety bushels 
of apples at $20.00 a bushel, besides a 95 per cent pro- 
fit added to this, in a small town of thirty-five inhabit- 
ants. 




We have hopes of becoming better singers than the 
Sophomores, Juniors and Seniors. We will use violins 
instead of ukeleles, as the former make prettier music 
than the latter. All the Soph-no-mores say that the 
Freshman Class is not gifted so much as their.=;, we 
shall prove to them we are more talented. The Fresh- 
man boys in the double-quartette have already proved 
the better singers as they are not bashful. They also 
say that we have very babyish ways, but we will soon 
grow out of that (to a greater extent than they). 

We expect to produce more athletic stars and play- 
ers than the three higher classes, thereby promoting 
the success of the Boys' and Girls' Athletic Associa- 
tion. 

. We have been, we are, we always will be true to our 
colors, motto, flower, teachers and the Oran High 
School. That we may help to promote the welfare of 
our school is our earnest wish. 

All of us hope to graduate in the spring of 1923, 
following which we will become progressive citizens. 

— H. J. M. '20. 



^usic 2)<^P<^rtmenl 



Music — the word itself is music — obtains response from all 
beinffs, from the lowest to the hifjhest scale of manhood. It 
leads to victory whether in battle or a ball game. In defeat it 
soothes the crestfallen an<l the conquered. 

On account of music we have recognized talent that other- 
wise would have lain dormant. Local renown has come to Miss 
Henry and Mr. Grader for "Oran"; to the Boys' Quartettes and 
the Girls' Quartette. The Ukelele Club has entertained the 
student body several times. It has inspired those in the jrram- 
mar grades to organize one. 

While there is no distinct music department in the school, 
the Glee Club has done much to drive away the dull care of 



study. Originality is portrayed in the "High School Toast" 
and the ".S. A. K. Chorus." 

We are indebted to the singers and pianists for splendid 
programs in Chapel and S. A. K. meetings. 

With the coming of vocational guidance we anticipate a de- 
pai'tment of music— then Caruso and Kreisler departing, can 
say "our work will not cease." Or, if the mark be not so wide, 
at least there will be leaders in church choirs and competent 
critics of popular song. And is it not worthy to help the masses 
severally grouped, i. e., known no farther than one group, than 
to be universally known. 

We are glati to have a little nook in the world of good music. 



CHORUS AND QLEE CLUB 



Abbie Boutwell 
Albert Mier 
Alpha Lyons 
Arnold Stehr 
Charles Loback 
Cornelius Bollinger 
Dale Walkins 
Elizabeth Wescoat 
Edwin Burger 



F'arl Crader 
Helen Bowman 
Evelvn Miller 
Fieldon Miller 
Fred Bowman 
Grace Bowman 
Honora McCarty 
Iris Dunn 
Iris Winters 



Jean Zimmerman 
Lynn Hatcher 
Joe Poe 
James Steele 
Allene Sanders 
Eileen McCord 
Irene Besel 
Lovia Rockett 
Luda Dillingham 



Leo Boussum 
Mary McCarty 
Mary Burger 
Mildred Henry 
Mildred Young- 
Pal Tenkhoff 
Virginia Friend 
Lyman Oliver 
Murray Myers 



Ukelele Club 



Grace Bowman 
Elizabeth Wescoat 
Dale Watkins 
Lovia Rockett 
Mary McCarty 



Virginia Friend 
Iris Dunn 
Lw\a Dillingham 
Abbie Boutwell 
Mrs. R. K. Crensh iw 



Boijs' Double Quartette 



Arnold Stehr 
Charles Loback 
Cornelius Bollinger 
Fred Bowman 



James Steele 
Leo Boussum 
Lyman Oliver 
Alb'-rt Mier 



Qirls' Quartette 



Allene Sanders 
Grace Bowman 



Jean Zimmerman 
Helen Bowman 



HIGH SCHOOL CHOftUS AND GLKE CLUB 



HIGH SCHOOL EIGHT 



Top Row: Steele Mier Bollinger Bowman 
Bottom Row: Stehr Loback Oliver Boussum 



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UKULELE CLUB 



Boys and Qirls Jilhlelic Jlssocialion 



On Friday, September 11, 1919, the students of the 
Oran High School met and organized an Athletic As- 
sociation. Earl Grader was elected president and 
Helen Bowman secretary and treasurer. The Captains 
of the different teams were elected when the teams 
were organized. 

Our purpose of organizing such an association was 
twofold, — for the promotion of better health, physical- 
ly and mentally, and for the advancement of social op- 
portunities. 

By making it possible to have a few hours of good 
wholesome exercise each day, we are able to take up 
our lessons with renewed energy, for no greater truth 



is spoken than the old proverb, "All work and no play 
makes Jack a dull boy." 

Social advantages are promoted by playing match 
games and mingling with the boys and girls of other 
schools, thus giving and receiving ideas that would not 
have been exchanged otherwise. 

In forming this association our aims were made 
high. Though our attainments were not quite so many 
as our expectations, we do not consider ourselves fail- 
ures, for viewing the obstacles we have met, we are 
far from failure. 

Our motto is, "NEVER FAIL." 



Boys Jllhlelics 



The two chief exercisies of the boys are baseball 
and basketball. Fate was against us when the epidem- 
ic prevented much competition with our neighboring 
towns. 

We have played five match games, in three of which 

O. H. 5. M Star Base Ball Lineup 

Earl Grader, Manager 
Pal Tenkhoff, Gaptain 
Leo Boussum, Pitcher 
Edwin Burger, Gatcher 
Lyman Oliver, 1st base 
Cletus Grader, 2nd base 
Joe Poe, 3rd base 
Asa Lyons, Right field 
Joseph Brown, Left field 
Earl Grader, Genter field 
Pal Tenkhoff, Short stop 



we were the victors. We have played one game of 
basketball and were defeated. Not in the least are we 
discouraged, but greatly encouraged with prospects of 
the coming games booked for the spring season. 



Basketball Lineup 
Forwards: Joe Poe, Pal Tenkhoff 

Guards: Edwin Burger, Murray Myers 
Genter, Gornelius Bollinger 

Goach: Mr. R. A. Moyers 




O. H. S. ALL-STARS 



girls' cTllhlelics 



Perhaps you wonder what part the girls play in the 
Athletic Association. Basketball is our chief exercise. 

We have two splendid teams, either of which is 
able to compete with neighboring towns. These teams 
are under the excellent supervision of Miss Ruth Fu- 
gate. Teamwork is emphasized throughout all play. 

Obstacles loomed up in our path which prevented 
competition with teams other than our own; but we 
have games booked for several weeks to come, and hope 
to be victorious. 



Since this is our first year for sometime, we feel 
that our chance of progress and success are unlimited. 

Altho we have had few games, the girls of the As- 
sociation have given hearty support to the boys in 
their match games with other towns. This is one ob- 
ject of our organization, support to the Oran High 
School athletic teams. 

Next year we expect to spend much effort in hav- 
ing an A-1 Association. 



Qirls' Bdsketbdll Lineup 

Rulh Fuqale, Coach 

First Team Second Team 

Forwards: Jean Zimmerman, Mildred Henry Forwards: Mildred Young, Honora McCarty 

Guards: Evelyn Miller, Eileen McCord Guards: Iris Winters, Luda Dillingham 

Centers: Mary Burger, Allene Sanders Centers: Iris Dunn, Virginia Friend 




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Cdlenddr of "^uents '19-'20 



Sept. 1; 



11 

]>) 
20 

Oct. 3: 
22: 

2,1: 

27: 



Nov. 14 
27: 

Dec. 1 : 



2.'?; 
23 

Jan. 

Jan. 16: 
2 1 

23: 

9 
12 
IH 



Enrollment. 
Work betrun. 

Nomination of S. A. K. oflficer.s. 

Social and initiation of new members. 

Organization of Athletic Association. 

Baseball game. Oran vs Illmo. 9-8 in favor of Oran. 



Baseball game. Chafl'ee vs Oran. 
ChaflFee. 



8-6 in favor of 



Feb. 



Baseball game. Illmo vs Oran. 7-2 in favor of Illmo. 

Vacation. Teachers' Association meets at Cape Girar- 
deau. 

Marriage of Miss Reta Robins to Mr. C. A. Cren- 
shaw, Jr. 

Shower for the Crenshaws (including Junior) of tea- 
cups, rice, old shoes, and various other appro- 
priate articles. 

Nomination and election of S. A. K. Officers. 
Thanksgiving. 

The Rev. Shacklette of Will Mayfield addressed As- 
sembly. 

S. A. K. special Christmas program, 
to Jan. 5: Christmas Holidays. 
A month of smallpox. 

Nomination and election of S. A. K. officers. 
Annual Staff elected. 
Glee Club organized. 
Month that "flu". 

Chas. Blanton Jr., of Sikeston Standard visits us. 

Lincoln's birthday. Observed in Chapel. 

Insp.'ctor arrives. Refusr-s to inspect on account of 
;;mall attendance that day. 



Mch. 5-6: Two of Seniors take Teachers Examination at Ben- 
ton. 

9: Photographer Mayes came to make faces. 

Second High School Inspector arrives. Inspected 
this time. 

10: Mayes returned to make more faces. 

11: Assembly addressed by Mr. Barnes, a cotton expert. 

12: Nomination and election of S. A. K. officers. 

Mch. 19: Two basketball games. Oran vs Morley. (1) 15-11 in 
favor of Oran. (2) 17-5 in favor of Morley. 

23: High School plays and musicale. 

26: Baseball game. Morley vs Oran. Modest score of 
25-2 in favor of Oran. Game called in sixth inn- 
ing. 

Basketball game. Morley vs Oran. 18-6 in favor 
of Morley. 

29: Business Manager and Athletic Editor make business 
trip to Sikeston. 

April. 2: Baseball game booked with Chaffee. 

9: Baseball game booked with Morley. 

16: Baseball game booked with Illmo. 

20: Sophomore play, "Son John." 

23: Girls' basketball game booked with Morley. 

May 7: S. A. K. social and program. 

10-14: Final examinations. 

14: Class Day. 

16: Baccalaureate Sermon by the Rev. E. D. Owens. 

17: School picnic. 

18: Eighth Grade Commencement. 

18: High School Commencement. 



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Inlroducing Our Debaters 



We have had several debates in our High School 
this year patterned after Lincoln, in simplicity of style, 
so that even the very freshest of fresh freshmen can 
understand. 

Debating is for deepening one's mind, so they say, 
but "a woman convinced against her will is of the same 
opinion still". This proved true when Mr. Myers and 
Miss Bout well tried to convince us that a woman's 
place is in the kitchen. They seemed to have convinced 
two of the judges, one a married woman, the other a 
man, who has an antipathy toward the "queer sex", as 
he terms it. Does this account for it? Judge for your- 
self. We count our Sophomores as our best debaters, 
because of the lack of stage fright and the bright light 
glare that sometimes affects beginners. 

Murray Myers, the most earnest; Grace Bowman so 
enthusiastic; Abbey Boutwell with her pleading eyes: 
always attracting the audience; Lovia Rockett reason- 
ing and trying to make one understand her point of 
view, then raging with anger if she cannot; these have 
won fame for their class. 

Earl Grader, our Senior debater, orator, etc., makes 
enemies of most of the girls, because of his hilarious 
debates and talks on T. Q. S., or the Queer Sex. He 
usually refers to the Bible for ready proof. At onf- 
time he was caught asking the Juniors to refer to 
twenty-fifth chapter of Luke. Of course there is no 
such chapter. It is true, so a few think, that Mr. Grad- 
er will in time be a second Demosthenes, as each sum- 
mer he takes a trip to his old home town where many 
rocks grow. It is clear that Demosthenes is his ex- 
ample. 

Think of Miss Zimmerman. She is a very odd de- 
bater, yet she is certainly a well-trained speaker. She 
never smiles, unless she gets tickled and then she says, 
"Oh, ye immortal gods." She stands as straight as 
Stonewall Jackson, never moving a muscle, or slipping 
from the place where she sets her foot when first com- 
ing before the audience. The words flow freely, but 



very slowly. They are distinct and emphatic. There 
is only one harsh criticism. Her voice never changes, 
but keeps the same melodious monotone all the way 
through. It is very remarkable for a girl of her age, 
for she can look up at the people at the end of each 
sentence, and go right back to her paper and find the 
place (she keeps her finger on the next sentence). 
Is'nt she wonderful? Words cannot tell how well this 
pose suited and blended with her subject, "Shall Ire- 
land Have Home Rule?" She has black eyes (fiery and 
flashing) and they were especially mean when she felt 
as if her rule were losing. When she was through with 
her argument at this particular time, everyone felt it 
expedient to close the debate, but there was more to 
follow. It certainly is strange what an effect she has 
on the audience when she speaks. 

Miss Sanders is another qualified debater. She 
has an ability that the world has never seen (and 
never will see). When she comes before the audience 
her throat really bothers her. It is a pity, too, for 
just lots of people think it is stage fright. But it really 
isn't. She captivates the congregation with her win- 
ning smile. She is an auburn-haired blond, tall and 
slender ( a six-footer), and all look up to her, even the 
teachers. She treats the rest of us as if we were 
pygmies, and such we feel, when by her side we stand. 

Miss Helen Bowman, one of the most dignified 
Seniors Oran has ever boasted of, is a second Daniel 
Webster. For making speeches she simply cannot be 
beat, and many an hour has she spent in chapel talking 
to a — er — petrified audience. When she f-i-n-a-l-l-y 
takes her seat we could not be more surprised if a 
bomb had exploded amongst us. Being tall and state- 
ly she catches the eye of the audience the moment she 
enters. She would make Jeannette Rankin feel very 
insignificant at a suflragette meeting. Her speeches 
will be echoed and re-echoed from the walls of the 
Future. 

Joe Poe is a debater who starts out to win. He gen- 



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erally wins. The belief has been voiced that he could 
make a Democrat out of a Republican, or a fool out of 
a certain sophomore girl, but neither has been proved 
yet. As Mr. Poe stands before the audience, he 
renders them absolutely silent with his natural orator- 
ical manner, and his wonderful command of words. 
Joe's tallness makes him attractive. He can be seen 
and heard above the largest crowd that ever assembled 
to hear him speak. His manner is calm and assured, 
although his hands shake visibly, and he is ever reach- 
ing for the goal. He modestly receives his share of 
praise. The world will hear of Mr. Poe again. 

Another of our promising debaters is Conelius, 
better known as Colonel Bollinger. The only fault with 
Mr. Bollinger is that he prefers to be out of sight 
when he debates. Whether it is conceit or timidity we 



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do not know. He always tries to get behind a map, and 
if this is not possible he sways his audience either by 
his wonderful voice or by his facial grimaces. 

Miss Henry has just entered our club. Sure of her- 
self one thinks she knows what she wants. By putting 
her head on one side and so effectively using her dark 
eyes, the debate is half won without her speech, com- 
posed mostly of and, a, er, a, you see, being heard. 

All told, our club is noted for its beauty, goodness, 
and intelligence, which the members display to the 
best advantage. This Debating Club will, perhaps, 
figure prominently in some of the greatest affairs of 
our country. We may even have the name of being in- 
strumental in doing away with H. C. L. or even settling 
the Peace Treaty. 

— Juniors '20. 



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S- cA- Kb- ^iistory 



Now you all wonder what on earth S. A. K. stands for, just 
what it means, and how it originated. If you will kindly pay 
close attention I will unravel the mystery. 

Seekers After Knowledge is the aim; the motto in short 
stands for the whole principle upon which that grand society of 
the Oran High School was founded and rests to-day. 

You know, that if the students of that same society had not 
been an energetic sort and really seekers after the great things 
which puts not only the S. A. K. Society, b\it the whole human 
society on a higher and nobler plane, they would have never 
thot of such an appropriate name; and indeed they have carried 
out its aim. It was started with a will and it was not long until 
a Constitution (not unlike our own great fundamental law), 
By-Laws, and a few amendments were conspicuous. Provision 
was made for election of required officers and appointment of 
respective committees and their chairman. Strict adherence 
to Constitution and By-Laws was carried out in order to give 
the members an inkling of Parliamentary Law and Order. 

The society met every Friday evening and was entertained 
with a program which had been well prepared by the Program 
Committee, approved by one of the faculty and worked up by 
respective students on the program. This consisted of our 
best music, readings, declamations, debates, oratorical contests, 



and dramatic art. No program was allowed to be presented 
until best efforts had been put on it, thereby makmg it worth 
anyone's time. And through earnest endeavors and ceaseless 
toil, there has been produced some of the best students in the 
above mentioned arts that the City of Oran has ever witnessed. 

But the Seekers, wise as usual, considered that there must 
be some play with so much work. Therefore a Social Committee 
was provided and through its remarkable ability in entertain- 
ing and with the co-operation of fellow-students, some grand 
surprises have been given to parents and patrons. Another 
aim in making this provision was to bring townspeople into 
closer touch with school life, and this could only be done social- 

ly. 

Decorating, refreshment, and program committees joined in 
social work to bring out the best the school afforded. So con- 
sequently not a few stranger patrons were surprised at the un- 
usual ability displayed. 

Too, the Seekers never forget the details; the emblm, colors 
of green and white, the flower, white carnation, motto, and other 
minor things. All were provided for, and now the pride of en- 
deavors is brought forth in a society pin which the members 
wear with much pride and pomp. 



Membership 



Mr. R. A. Moyers Miss Ectella Miller 



Hcnorary Members 
Miss Mary North Mrs. R. R. Crenshaw Mr. Wm. Luckman 



Miss Anna L. Haw 



Active Members 



Abbie Boutwell 
Dale Watkins 
Arnold Stehr 
Earl Crader 
Fieldon Miller 
Honora McCarty 



Jean Zimmerman 
James Steele 
Irene Be>el 
Leo Boussum 
Mildred Henry 
Virginia Friend 



Lynn Hatcher 
AUene Sanders 
Jjovia Rockett 
Fred Bowman 
Mary McCarty 
Mildred Young 



Lyman Oliver 
Iris Dunn 
Albert Mier 
Charles Lobaek 
Elizabeth Wescoat 
Helen Bowman 



Alpha Lyons 
Cornelius Bollinger 
Edwin Burger 
Evelyn Miller 
Grace Bowman 
Iris Winters 



Joe Poe 
Eileen McCord 
Luda Dillingham 
Mary Burger 
Pal Tenkhoff 
Muray Myers 



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.SKEKKKS AP'TRR KNOWLEDGE 



Songs of O. H. S, 



Oran 



Clear Ihc Way for S. A. K. 



Where the lowlands meet the highlands, 
And where the song-birds love to dwell; 
There you will find dear old Oran, 
The dear old town I love so well. 

Fond memories cloud my vision, 
And at times I can hardly see; 
I want to go back to Oran, 
That's the place where I long to be. 

That dear old town is my Mecca, 
And now my Pilgrimage is due ; 
My journey now is beginning, 
Oran, I'm coming home to you. 

(Chorus) 

I'm going back, I'm going back, 
It does not matter how I go, 
I'm going back, I'm going back 
To the best old town that I know. 

Words by E. E. C. 
Music by M. I. H. 



(Official Song of S. A. K.) 

There's a society in Oran, Missouri, 

And we love, yes, love it well ; 

Every year we gather there, a happy band, 

For we love, yes, love it well ; 

Ev'rybody comes to see the S. A. K., 

'Tis our own society; 

And we never shall forget the S. A. K., 

Where-so-ever we may roam. 

(Chorus) 

We are the boys! of S. A. K., 
We are the girls! of S. A. K., 

We are the Seekers After Knowledge of the H. S„ 

We are the Seekers After Knowledge of the H. S., 

Clear and high ring out the cry of S. A. K. 

Ready all to shout the call of S. A. K., 

Clear the way, prepare the fray for S. A. K., 

We are marching on to victory. 

— E. H. B. 



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The little Freshmen are so sweet 
They look most good enough to eat, 
Folks are always pickin' on 'em too — 
Make the poor kids feel dreadful blue. 
Their Latin makes 'em almost cry ; 
Algebra keeps 'em flyin' high ; 
History's fine they all declare, 
But English keeps 'em in despair. 
The teachers don't love 'em a tall — 
Won't even let 'em talk in the hall. 
I tell you now, it's mighty tough 
To be a Freshman, sure enough. 

We Sophomores are growing quite wise ; 

We know the things that make poor Freshies cry. 

Now X plus X is — oh — I forget. 

But sum means something like regret, 

Oh well, anyway, we used to know; 

You can't expect us to remember so. 

Now our teachers think we're quite smart — ■ 

Make us learn five theorems by heart. 

We'll all be Juniors some day, too, 

Then we'll show you what we knew. 



Now Juniors are the smartest yet, 
And know most everything, you bet. 
They know just what makes Freshies grow, 
And why we Sophomores treat 'em so; 
They know why Kaiser Bill got whipped; 
Why the first French Republic was nipped; 
How many miles Mars is away. 
And if there's people there to stay. 
Now really don't you think they're smart 
To know so many things by heart? 

The Seniors, calm and dignified, 
Inspire our fear, our hope, our pride. 
Just how they came to be 
Remains to us a mystery. 
They did not grow as others do; 
They are exempt from things like "flu." 
I really doubt if ever they were young, 
And green, and fresh, and gay 
Like Freshies are, and Sophies too. 
And Juniors were before they grew. 

I guess we've got the best school by — 
So three good cheers for the Oran High. 



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Bartley Fallon Murray iVJyers 

Mrs. Fallon Jean Zinimeiman 

Jack Smith Lyman Oliver 

Shawn Early James Steele 

Tim Casey Pal Tenkhoff 

James Ryan Fieldon Millc 

Mrs. Tarpey Grace Bowman 

Mrs. Tully Allene Sanders 

A Policeman (Jo Muid-on) Edwin Burner 

A Removable Magistrate Earl Grader 



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Murray: Pal pro upptairs 
and ask Mr. Moyors for hi.=; 
four-foot yard stick. 

Helen slipped on the ice 
and pruntcd, "Uph." 

Alpha: That poes to show 
you are descended from a 
pit?. 

The next minute Alpha 
slipped and roared, "Whoah." 

Helen: That Roes to prove 
you are the descendant of 
Lions. (Lyons) 

It sounds very much like 
this: 

Madam President address- 
ing Society: Do I hear an 
emotion for adjournment? 

Mrs. Crenshaw: What is a 
half-tone? 

Mr. Moyers: 50 per cent 
of a whole-tone. 

Pal: Mrs. Crenshaw isn't 
there roniethinp: I can do to 
become an honorary member 
of the S. A. K., so I won't 
have to pay? 

Abbie says: An Act pass- 
ed by the Enplish Parliament 
prantinp Women's SufTer-a>re 
to the women of Enjirland 
was the most important act 
passed. 

I''red: I wonder how Lynn 
happened to have such long 
leps ? 

Leo: He swajipcd with a 
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Miss Miller: Grace, what 
do immigrants always have 
to do upon arriving in Amer- 
ica ? 

Grace: Take out their civ- 
ilization papers. 

Mrs. Crenshaw: What are 
the two types of letters ? 
Albert: Business and social 
Fieldon: Then what class 
does love letter belong to? 

Mr. Moyers: What is 
the likeness of a gate post 
and clover? 

Allene: They both prop-a- 
gate. 

Miss Miller: Pal. I think 
we will call you Polly, you're 
such a talker. 

Pal: Well, old maids al- 
ways like parrots, don't 

they? 

Luda: Let's name our class 
Excelsior. 

Edwin (scornfully): Ex- 
celsior! Thats' what you 
wrap dishes in. 

Lyman: When is the steno- 
grapher coming? 

Earl: The what? 

Lyman: The stenograph- 
er that takes our pictures? 

Jean: What's a good feed 
for hogs ? 

Dunn, Farmettee: Knife 
handles. 

Grace: Why did you put 
so much powder on my chin? 

Mildred: Which chin, 
girlie ? 



POEMS 



Conlribuled by E. Earl Crader 



Ravings of dn Unemployed Mind 



Jl REVERIE 



True, there's not much poetry about this, 
And by ignoring it you will not miss 
Much, for, you know, this is just the raving 
Of an absent, vacant, unemployed mind, 
Which vacillates, jumps, and skips like a hind. 
When there is any kind of work to do. 

I want to tell you that I am not proud 

Of the fact I am a human being. 

Why? Because man is a funny creature. 

Whose hearing is bad, and sense of seeing 

Is bum. Man was not meant to walk upright. 

But to go on all fours. He is ill built ; 

And now, I say to you, he is a sight ; 

His organs are awful; his tissues weak. 

I do not want to be a man at all ; 

Assuredly, I say, he is a freak. 

Now I had much rather be a small fish; 
(And I know that this is a profane wish) 
Its nervous system is undeveloped; 
Thus it knows no pain as the humans do, 
And so now I am telling this to you, 
I had rather be a fish than a man. 

Moreover I had rather be a worm; 

A little red, slick, slimy, fishing worm, 

Who does an act peculiar to itself; 

It can have its own body cut into. 

And can crawl ofl' and leave it, it is true ; 

And now you see why I wish I was a worm. 

Now I say this raving of mine must cease, 
Because we have a scarcity of space ; 
And now I have not been lying to you. 
For I am not satisfied with my race. 



Backward, turn backward, O Time in thy flight; 
Make me a student again, just for to-night. 
Please take me back to the Oran High School ; 
O Father Time please violate thy rule. 
Freshen my mind with an hour of Civics, 
Latin, English, and little of Physics; 
Acquaint me with Keats, Tennyson, and Twain, — 
O Tempus make me a student again. 

But, Time, that is only a beginning; 

Now we have begun, lets turn back some more; 

Lets have chapel, and some more yarn spinning. 

And the S. A. K. with programs galore. 

Give me forty minutes of Cicero, 

Tho, I could tell in five all that I know ; 

Let me study the Origin of Man, — 

O Tempus make me a student again. 

O Father Time stop thy fast rolling wheels. 
And only for a short time if you will; 
Now run oflT before me those bygone reels, 
Scenes of the O. H. S. which are all still 
Dear to me. Let me attend Assembly, 
Where gather'd the students and faculty. 
Enough, Time, I'm on the verge of tears; 
Tempus now heap on the oncoming years. 



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IDENTlFlC/iTlON 


EXPRESSION 


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Artful Kustic Beauty 


Goodness sakes. 


jAlncTL iviior 


Affable Clever Musician 


I know it. I know it. 


Alpha M. Lyons 


Attractive Merry Lassie 


1 know my own business 


ArnoKi 1 . btcnr 


AmaziiiK Passive Sajie 


I m afraid. 


i^narics i. i_.oDacK 


Chivalrous Taciturn Laddie 


I don't like it, but 


Cornelius W. Bollintj^er 


Captivating Willinjj Bachelor 


Now-aw-a 


Dale Watkins 


(A) Dazzlinf^ AVoiider 


W^ell I should say so. 


rjii/.aDei/n fj, wesLO<it 


Extravagant Elite Woman 


w iiy i^ure. 


Kdwin L. Burpfer 


Ever Laufrhiiifj' Boob 


Aw, shucks. 


rjan L/rauer 


Exceptional Everlasting Crank 


The Age of Chivalry is gone. 


E. Helen Bowman 


Eternal Halcyon Blond 


Quit your fussing. 


E-vciyn X . iuuier 


Extra Pious Martyr 


Just working me to death. 


Fieldon M. Miller 


Fresh Malted Mackeral 


AVhat good does Latin do you ? 


Fred L. Bowman 


Fresh Little Boy 


11 you fion t 11K6 It, 


Grace E. Bowman 


Gurfrlinp Effervescent Bassoon 


yfUf JjUUuy. 


Honora J, McCarty 


Humble Just Maiden 


11 iiUDOiiy ciht? Will 


Iris V. Dunn 


Impertinent Vacillatinj; Dear 


How Hiciny demerits have I ? 


iris ti. vv inters 


Impulsive Hardy Weed 


Got it u^Ain, our basketball. 


Jean H. Zimmerman 


Joking Hysterical Zephyr 


yjiiy ye iiiiiiiorLcii f^ous. 


J. Lynn M, Hatcher 


Jakey Longlegged Matchless Hermit 


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joe Vj. rOQ 


Jubilant Canny Philosopher 


1 11 see «ioouL It. 


James B. Steele 


Jumping Bustling Satirist 


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Ij. Allene Sanders 


Long Antic Splinter 


Vv ny ; . ; ; . 


jj. rjiieen ivicL^oru 


Logical Efficacious Marvel 


If 1 knew it was the truth I d believe it. 


L. Irene Besel 


Lashing Irrepressible Boss 


Oh Ernie, 


IjOvia M. Rockett 


Lamentable Meditative Reformer 


I'll fY<ir if 

1 11 try It. 


Luda B. Dillinj^ham 


Lavishing Beautiful Doll 


Oh, I've pot so much to do. 


Leo B. Boussum 


Lounging Billy Boy 


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Mary E. McCarty 


Marvelous Eloquent Mary 


I just don't like this, rather have Geometry 


Mary L. Burper 


-Multi-Loquacious Blabber 


Oh, them old boys 


Mildred I. Henry 


Modern Ignominious Hill-billy 


I rode in that car lots 0' times. 


Mildred L. Young 


Marshmallows, Lollypops, Yum-yums 


Have some chocolates? 


Mary E. North 


Mathematical Energetic Nomad 


I just don't believe it. 


Pal A. Tenkhoff 


Parsimonious Ambiguous Theorizer 


Zhat a fact? 


E. Vlr^cinia Eritnd 


KInticing "Vanity Fair" 


Let's have somcthin' doin'. 


W. Lyman Oliver 


Warb'ing Lilting Oriole 


They'll laugh at us. 


W. Murray Myers 


Winsome Meddlesome Meddler 


Bein as I am an unfortunate man. 



There's one thing I've heard about every day this year, 

(I'm sure you know what I mean — everyone that's here.) 

Of course long lessons are not a bit of fun, 

But its not even that what makes me feel so bum. 

When you hear the trouble I'm sure you will agree 

It's just about the worst thing that could ever be. 

Now the cause of all this trouble? I'm sure you've heard, 

I can tell you what it is in just one short word; 

It's such a little word ; it isn't hard to say ; 

It's not hard to spell ; I can write it any day. 

But — oh, the things it means. It fills me with despair! 

Demerit! What a fearful meaning hidden there! 

We've heard the tales of the fearful goblins of old — 
How they are so tall, so big, so black and so bold; 
But you can't scare us pupils that way — no siree! 
We'd just grab a stick and chase 'em right up a tree. 
If you want to se us get a real bad scare 
Just say: "Hey! Somebody's got six demerits up there.' 
They are worse than goblins ever dared to be; 
Goblins just said to mind your mas and pas, you see ; 
And demerits — oh! Dear me! They make it so clear! 
We've got to mind our teachers every day this year ! 

— M. 



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AS THE BEST IS NO BETTER THAN 

''JUANITA*' 

What Everybody Says and So Will You 



SCOTT COUNTY MILLING COMPANY 

SIKESTON, GRAN, DEXTER, MO. 



You Can Always Count On Seeing the Best 

Educational Pictures at 

THE MAJESTIC THEATRE 

ORAM. MO, 



/. A. CLINE, President 



L. C. HAMM, Cashier 



CORN EXCHANGE BANK 

Capital Stock $25,000.00 
Surplus Fund $500.00 

ORAM, MO. 

An Appreciation of the Only Asset Mone^ Cannot Bi/y: Your Good Will 



J. F. CRADER 

The Conger\ial 
Grocer 

Dealer in General Family Groceries 

Largest Exclusive Grocery in the City 
Phone 92 
ORAN. MO. 



When You Want the Very Best Goods 




at the Lowest rossibte rrices 




Come to 


F. S. BICE 

Soufhecisf n/li'isotiri / ^nnfis 


tianlis Department otore 

y. BAN Kb, rrop. 


/ /le Lountr^ 
of No Crop Failures" 

ORAN, MO. 


SATISFACTION ClJARANTFFn 




Phone 19. Oran, Mo. 






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BANK OF ORAN 

ORAN, MO. 

Capital Stock $50,000,00 Surplus Funds $10,300 

INTEREST PAID ON TIME DEPOSITS 



CLOVERDALE STOCK FARM 



Hereford Cattle Poland China Hoffs Percheron Horses 

St. Charles Seed Corn 

Young and select stock always for sale 

ALL STOCK REGISTERED 

ORAN, MISSOURI 



THE CITY BAKERY 


OFFICE PHONE NO. 6 


W. P. HENRY, Prop. 


RESIDENCE PHONE NO. 36 


You Need the Bread and We 


DR. J. A. CLINE 


Knead the Dough 


Harris Bldg. 


Or an, Missouri 


ORAN, MO. 





The Newesi Slyles in 

TTlillinerg and Ladies' 
Readijr'lOr'lUear 




UIRQINM AHRENS 

Successor to Cora he Qrande 

\Jour Palronaqe Is Soliciled 



Qor (TReal Seruice Qo to 

CARTER AND SWAIM 

'Sxpert <53arbers 

ORdN. MISSOURI 



H. B. WOMACK 

Prescription Druggist 



Kodaks Drugs Medicine Chemistry Toilet Articles 

Tobaccos Stationery Candies 

We dispense the best cold drinks and ice cream in town 

ORDERS DELIVERED TO HOMES 

PHONE 27 ORAN, MO. 



THE MEN'S SHOP 

H. C. IVatkins, Prop. 
Or an, Missouri 

Dealer in Gents Furnishings 

Featuring the Celebrated Lines of 

Frank and Myer Neckwear 
Notaseam Hosiery 
Munsing Underwear 
Wilson Bros. Shirts 
Ralston Shoes 
Miller Caps 
American Gentlemen Trousers 
Carhartt Overalls and Gloves 
Hanson Gloves 



Prices Right at 

RAZOR'S GROCERY 

Phone 74 



ORAN, MO. 



Compliments of 

JACOB SMITH, Merchant 

Harris Bldg. 
Phone 7 

ORAN, MISSOURI 



C PATTERSON & CO. 

Dealers in Groceries 

W e Carry^ the Most Complete Line of Staple 
and Fanc^ Groceries 



ORAN, MO. 



E. MILLER COMPANY 

Dealer in Fancy Groceries 

Your Patronage Appreciated 
We Bu^ Farm Produce 

ORAN, MO. 


CITY BARBER SHOP 

Limbaugh & Le Grand 
Proprietors 

For a Real Shave or Hair Cut Come to Us 
ORAN. MO. 


THE SOLE SAVER 

The Ministers of Oran are Doing a Great 
W ork, hut We are the 

REAL SOLE SAVERS 

We mend your shoes, and on the 
whole, 

Make 'em good as new, and save 
your sole. 

Shoe Repairing While You Wait 

MAY SHOE SHOP 

D. MAY, Proprietor 


Leo Halter Jr., Meat Market 

Fresh and Cured Meat and Sausage 
of All Kinds 

Celery, Ousters and Fish at All Times 
Phone 20 
ORAN, MISSOURI 



tor Up-to-date 


F. WALTER 


MILLINER Y 


Expert Jeweler 


see 

MRS. ANNA LUCAS 

At T. S. Heisserer & Co. Store 


Watch, Clocli and Jewelry Repairing 
a SpecialtXf 

ORAN. MISSOURI 


ORAN, MO. 






See 


RA Y B. LUCAS 

Attorne\)-At-Law 
BENTON, MISSOURI 


SMITH & GLEASON 

For Fresh and Cured 

MEATS 
LARD 

Phone No. 7 ORAN, MO. 



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