Auburn High School - Bulldog Yearbook (Auburn, NE)

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Senior Class History ' S EACH, HIGH SCHOOL STUDENT chooses his book of school memories, he cannot forget the times of joy, sorrow, laughs, fears, and tears. It has rightly been said, “The happiest days of life are those spent in school.” When we, the present class of ’31, entered the high school four years ago, we little knew what the future held in store for us. In our first year, Miss Frances McCormick and Miss McGrew were our sponsors. Several “frosh” of that year earned “A” pins. The following year, we were sophomores. They say “sophisticated,” but we did not have very much of that redeeming feature. The same sponsors were again appointed to lead us through another successful school term. And then, it seems but over night, we became juniors. It was difficult to assume the intelligence and ability which always marks a junior. During this year our class was particularly outstanding, because of the fact that we had representatives in every activity and organization. Under the supervision of Miss Jamison and Miss Oliver, we were able to do very remarkable things. Seniors at last! Queer that we want to come back next year, isn’t it? It is hard to believe that we must break our ties with our dear school—but wait! Must we do that? Need we break all bonds because we are graduated? No, of course not. Let’s always be high school students in memory. We’ll never forget school, faculty, or classmates, and we hope they will cherish the memory of us, the graduating class of ’31, with equal fervor. = 1931 = Page Twenty-Four

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DOROTHY SLOAN “Dode” Dame Rumor says that wedding bells for Dorothy Sloan will ring; And in the Bridal Chorus the senior class will sing. Mixed Chorus 1. 2; Class Play 3; Dramatic Club 3. 4; Commercial Contest 3; G. A. A. 1. 2. MINNIE ROGGE “Min” Minnie Rogge, from out near Rohrs, is taking normal training; She drives to school in Henry Ford if it be dry or raining. Mixed Chorus 1. 2; Glee Club 2; Operetta 2; P. E. P. Club 4-Physical Education 1. 2. Club ; Operetta 3; Dramatic CLARENCE TETEN • “Runt” Clarence Teten, though not a ladies' man. never gets out of step, •. • • 9 When he goes out with the club that has the name of PEP. P. E. P. Club 4; Howe High School 1. 2; Tennis Club 1. 2. 3. 4. DOROTHY STEVENSON “Dot” A maid demure and full of smiles is Dorothy Stevenson; Works and plays, has hosts of friends in any sort of season. G. A. A. 1. 2. 3; Glee Club 1. 2. 3. 4; Mixed Chorus 1. 2, 3. 4; Operetta 1. 2. 3, 4; P. E. P. Club 4. President; Annual Staff 4; Convocation Program Chairman 4. CYRIL THORNBURG “Sorg” Cyril is a lovely boy. he is so tall and handsome; The other night he saw a ghost and then, they say he ran some. Football 4; Basket Ball 4; Glee Club 1. 2. 3. 4; Mixed Chorus 1. 2. 3. 4; Dramatic Club 1. 2, 3, 4; Operetta 1. 2. 3. 4; The Whole Town’s Talking” 3; Printer's Ink 4. M-I-N-K; Hl-Y Club 4; School News Staff 3. WILLIS ZACHARIAS “Will” Willis and Maxine, who work so hard and debate. Walk. ride. sing, and talk together early and late. Carlsbad, N. Mex. High School 1. 2; Class Vice President 4; Glee Club 1. 2. 3. 4; Hi-Y 4; Annual Staff 4; School News. Business Manager 4; Operetta 3. 4: M-I-N-K Contest 3. 4; Tennis Club 3. ' I-1 ROSE GROCHONG ELLA K. JOHNSON = 1931 - Page Twenty-Three

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A. H. S. Senior Class Prophecy 6iJ IT IS THE YEAR OF 1961, thirty years after we graduated from our dear old Alma Mater. How things have changed in the city that we used to call a “one-horse berg”! As I came over the city limits north of the town, below me I noticed that as usual there was a delay. It was because of the train that always had the amazing faculty of being stalled on the intersection. I looked down from my dirigible and saw some of the people in cars who had not yet followed the vast majority in becoming air-minded. I landed about where Gillan’s old home used to be. They were building on the spot, and I walked over to it. The carpenter came over and looked aJt me queerly, and I found, to my astonishment, he was Perdin Handley. I asked about all our classmates, and he told me that he had Cyril Thornburg and Sass Spurgin working for him. After a pleasant chat with my old friends I went over the tracks to the canning factory. I found Bill Rogge, as foreman. I made my way up town, and I had not gone far before I saw a traffic cop, with a long beard, bawling out two young people, in a Cord, for speeding. (These cars are as popular now as was the Ford in my day). I walked over to the car and listened to the criticism he was bestowing upon the occupants of the car. To my utter amazement I found that the officer was Bill Schacht. He was telling the children that he never went over twenty miles an hour when he was in high school. I spoke to him, and when he recognized me, he began to blush and make apologies. Then I turned to the two people in the car who were nearly frightened to death. I asked the boy his name, and he said, “Wesley Palmer, Junior.” Well, that was enough for me! The girl said her name was Mary Dustin. Who would ever have thought that the children of my old classmates would be pairing up? I was invited to dinner at the Palmer home, and, as you have already guessed, Mary Kathryn was the charming head of that household. After a nice evening spent in talking over old times, I made my way to the Dustin home. Jim came to the door. He was smoking a pipe. I laughed to myself, because I remembered what a time he had smoking a pipe when he was in high school. I met his wife, and who do you suppose she was? Josephine Brissey. I was never so surprised in all my life. They have three children, and I whs very pleased to find they had named the youngest one after me. I went down to the place where Hasl’s Sweet Shop used to be, and I saw that it had been turned into a Gifte Shoppe. I followed my womanly instinct of being curious, and went inside. I saw a man handling the delicate laces and linens, and he came to ask me if there was anything I wished. His polishni manners made him very familiar. It was not until he began talking about tariffs and customs that I recognized him to be Dick Stivers. Poor old Dick. He never could get those duties straight in American History. A delicatessen store across the street caught my attention, and I immediately went to it. The manager was Lorene Galloway. She asked me all about myself, and I reversed the questions. She told me she was married, and her husband was our old friend, Howard Smith. He was inside, in the back room, putting butter on sandwiches. All the little Smiths were playing around, and it was after one had put a wet lollypop in my hair that I took my leave. “Just like its papa,” I thought. Down the street a large sign arrested my attention. I read, “Dorothy’s Shop.” Here, I thought I might find some more of my old classmates. And sure enough, when I went into the apartment, I saw good old. Dort Sloan and Dort Rarick. Sloan married Mr. Avey the second year after graduation, and Dorothy Rarick was an old maid. I gathered she had been disappointed in the love affair which was interesting to all of us during her senior year in school. I began to feel rather weak from excitement, so I went into a restaurant to get something to eat. I sat down at one of the tables, and I noticed a waitress, and recognized in her another school mate. She was Ora Humphrey. She told me that she and Mildred Johnson were in partnership in the corporation, and that Mildred was the cook. When I started to pay my bill I noticed that the cashier was chewing gum very rapidly. Nothing could recall a person to my mind as readily as gum chewed in that fashion. I knew at the first, glance that it was Ruth Andresen. She told me that she had been married for fifteen years to Clarence Teten. Her husband had been teaching in a school in the booming city of Howe. He was the principal, and Ruth told me that our old friend, Lucille Cummings, had become the superintendent of the Auburn Public Scnools. - 1931 = Page Twenty-Five