Auburn High School - Bulldog Yearbook (Auburn, NE)

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Illiiii a ii s CLASS PROPHECY In the year of 1935 on one of those days when you could almost taste the fragrance of June roses we left our Grand Opera Company at San Francisco in our flivver for Bracken, Nebraska, to attend the wedding of our dear friends and class mates, Lucy Armstrong and Barton Furlong. As usual, the Ford stopped on us—but close to Denver—and discovering nothing to do we walked to the nearest farm house. We knocked at the door, and guess who opened it—Faye Dillard, our old classmate. How glad we were to see her and her large family. The little twin girls, who were clinging to their mother’s dark gingham apron, left her and toddled out doors to meet their daddy who was coming in for dinner. He was whistling a gay Irish tune and as he picked up the twins and came toward the house, we noticed a familiarly rumpled marcel and a well-worn scarlet and green sweater. After this vague introduction we were not at all surprised to find it was Leo Bourke. As we departed Mr. and Mrs. Bourke and their other eight children helped us to carry out a well-filled basket and a can of gasoline. On arriving in Denver and as we were going up Poplar Avenue we noticed a throng of people gathered about the court house door. When we stopped near the corner, awaiting for the traffic cop to give us the signal to go on, we noticed something familiar about him. He was a tall, lanky fellow, and as we passed we found it to be our old classmate—James Conklin. After parking, we went back to see James who was very glad to see us. He said he had been in Denver trhee years and had just recently married a cunning little cabaret dancer. We asked James what the excitement was about. He infoimed us that it was the famous Lippold divorce case. Heavens! Could it be possible?!?! What, Lippold??? Whom did he marry? So that was the lesult of all those school day squabbles when Helen was “Stuff” and Lloyd was just her pal. We were shocked beyond wits when we found that the cause of the divorce case was that Lloyd had tried to elope with Grace Irene Blount, who was then an aesthetic dancer of New York, while Helen and the children were visiting Miss Madge Argabright who is a manicurist in Chicago. The time set for the wedding at Bracken was drawing near, so we hurriedly bid adieu and traveled on. As we were about five miles out of Denver we saw a party of suffragettes walking toward us and carrying banners. As we drew closer together, we ncticed two women in the lead, one carrying a large banner on which was printed in large letters, “Vote for M. Stoneman.” The name was familiar, so we slowed down to read their banners. We were interested in reading that one which had said, “Vote for M. Stoneman,” and also said, “A graduate of Auburn, Nebraska, High School.” Could it be our Mabel from the A. H. S.? Sure enuff! There she was as maiden-like and rosy-cheeked as ever, and walking by the banner-carrier, Carol Rogers. None of us had much spare time for the suffragettes had to be in Denver in an hour, and we were also in a hurry. About half way between Denver, Colo., and Alliance, Nebraska, we stopped at a little school house to get water for the radiator. And of course, to be polite, we stepped up to the door to ask if we might get some water. Just as we knocked, we heard a voice which seemed rather familiar, and it said, “Just be a nice boy now.” Well, when the teacher finally appeared it was no other than Marguerite Nelson cf A. H. S. She informed us that she had been teaching school while her husband was proving up on a claim not farm from the school house. We wanted to know the lucky fellow, and were informed that it was Glenn Culwell. She said they were prospering and she hoped to come back to Auburn in a few years to visit her old friends. 1 J)21

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We drove on, but not far for the car bucked, and we worked about an hour and decided to phone for a service man. He managed to pull us into the nearest town. We became quite well acquainted, and in our conversation he said he knew a young lady that used to live in Auburn, and a graduate from the high school there. We inquired who it was, and it proved to be Arlene Keister, who was then selling tickets at the Rialto in Saint Louis. He had the car repaired at last so we arrived in Alliance, Nebraska, where we were stranded by a storm. We could do nothing else but stay all night; as the Empress Theater was close to the hotel, we managed to get there without getting drenched. The show was very good, especially the “Cutie Twins,” and we learned afterwards that they were Gladys Lash and Catherine LaVigne. From Alliance to Lincoln, we had fine luck with the flivver as it didn’t upset a single time, and only got into four ditches. We felt quite near to our old school when we arrived in Lincoln, and decided to spend a day there before going on to Auburn. Since we had heard that Mabel Brown woiked in Woolworth’s ten cent store we thought we would drop in and see her. She told us that she had always been madly in love with Gerald Simpson, but had near ly had to give up hope of gaining him because of Myrtle Johnson’s stubbornneess. You see when Gerald went to play his violin for the country dances Myrtle had always been asked to sing and dance for the people, and then of course Gerald would take Myrtle home, and of course Myrtle would pull at his heart strings. But Myrtle finally had married Arthur Blount who was in partnership with a large show company. In the afternoon we went to Antelope Park and drove up by the zoo and were feeding the monkeys peanuts and popcorn when the lady-keeper bellowed at us and asked us if we had permission to feed those animals! And then we laughed in her face when we saw it was Elma Snyder!!! We came on down to Auburn the next day and stopped at Coryell Son’s to get some gasoline. They had put up a new building since our last visit at Auburn and when we stopped to get a new inner tube we had to go to the top store in the elevator. When we stepped into the elevator it shot upward at a speed that nearly extinguished our breath. We turned around to say something to the elevator girl and were not surprised in the least when we saw it was Lucile Magor. Then we went on to Bracken. When we reached Armstrongs there were guests there, among whom was Helen Combs who was to play the wedding march at Lucy’c and Bart’s wedding. We learned that Mildred Shook and William Wulf could not attend the wedding because they were both in Europe. Mildred had been studying voice and William science. They were recently married. When the time for the wedding came, we met Glenn Fraiy who was to be the best man and who was working on an ice wagon in Bracken. The greatest shock of the trip was when the Catholic Priest came in. We hardly recognized Henry Russell in that garb, but neverthless it was he. He hardly looked natural since he had absolutely abandoned all flirting habits which he had in high school days. Because of our attachment to our former home, we decided to spend the summer in Bracken, but due to lack of time and space, we will not give any further infoimation we have recently gained. —‘‘THREE PROPHETS.” i»2i