Bonners Ferry High School - Badger Tales Yearbook (Bonners Ferry, ID)

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BONNERS FERRY HIGH Scnoor. Senior Class Prophecy ffontinued from Page 59D llraining the last drop of malted milk from the glass a feeling of action came over me. I went over to talk the custodian of pool cues, lsobel llyland, into letting me have a free game of pool because I had spent my last quar- ter filling the cavity in my stomach. She refused to grant me permission. My life had ended. I was going to see the friendly undertaker, Bill llenderson. He'd know what to do with me. When 1 got to the morgue, I saw the meat market butchers, Shirley Martin and janet Sundeen. who usually ushers at Grauman's Chinese Theatre. XVhat they were doing there l'll never know. I picked up a ladies magazine and began read- ing it while waiting to be measured. I dis- covered that its editor was Howard VVorley. llis editorial gave credit to those who devoted their lives to dumb animals. Among the names, l saw those of Pete Stafford, chief dogcatcher of the metropolis of Moyie Springs. and Dr. Roy Virak, most renowned horse doctor in La Crosse. The most enjoyable page of this magazine was one entitled Odd Occupations. These were among those mentioned: Arnold Fesslei' --explorer in depths of Alaska 5 Joyce Fulgham -teacher of the art of building block houses to the first gradeg Joanna Hartman - steward- css on a piper cubg May Kucherry-clock watcherg jean Lamberson-auctioneerg Robert l.eslie-pilot of the tBonnersj Ferry Com- mand, Sally Servoss-matron at girls' indus- trial schoolg Bob Spalding-section foremang Richard Strand-baby photographerg Peggy Sutherland-gas station attendant in Moscowg and Roy Tritt-river boat captain. Flipping through more pages I saw an article about people in the entertainment world. It featured Verden Hockett. the Arthur Murray of Northern Idaho. Phyllis Stolp. figure skater, and Betty XVallen, dancer at Billy Rose's Dia- mond llorseshoe. - ' The magazine also recorded a person to per- son interview between hosiery salesman Bob Nixon and Margaret Tuthill. stenographer at Griffith's Real Estate firm in C. D. A. OOOOOQOOOOQOQQQQQOQQ You know, after I picked that magazine u , I just couldn't put it down again. Especially when the article about Chicago's newest under- world rage, Lawless Larry Ewing, caught my eye. It seems he fired a well aimed spit wad at Donald Dunning, a mechanic for laundry trucks in the Northwest, while he was working on a truck. VVell, that's it! just think, reading all that in a dream. It must have been a dream. Everyone knows I can't read. . Senior Class History tContinued from Page 261 ' mous vote finally settled the problem. The flower is the White Lilacg the colors, Blue and Silver, and the motto, First the dream, then the deed. The annual class play was the next in order of business. The English IV class, under the supervision of Miss Loretta Lynch, was given complete charge. After review and reports on twenty-five plays a three act comedy Every Family Has One by George Batson, was chosen. There was a lot of hard work and also a great deal of fun involved, but due to the usual cooperative spirit of the seniors the play was a marked success. A meeting was held in the middle of April to pick out a place for the Senior Sneak. Var- ious ideas were brought up, and the place was finally chosen and the date was set. Then came the two big events of the year, Graduation and Baccalaureate. On the evening of May 16, solemn and dignified seniors marched down the aisles for the Baccalaureate service. Commencement was held May 20. ooooooo QQQOOQQ

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BONNERS FERRY HIGH SCHOOL zkemry Come I This year authors and poets were again given a chance to exhibit their compositions in a contest sponsored by the Annual Staff. We extend our thanks to the English Depart- ment for efficiently preparing and collecting the material. judging was based on originality, appeal, and composition. The winners and prizes are as follows: first. Bill Spurgeon, three dollars, second, Donna Lannigan, two dollars, and third, Marilyn Sargent, one dollar. First Place Tl-IE LORD DECIDED ln spite of the threat of a storm it was a great day in the life of Sheriil Jack Williams. Today he was going to be married to the pret- tiest girl in Crossport. He was so happy that he even forgot about Black jack Kreech. Kreech was an outlaw and had once been the head of a band of rustlers. That was before Sheriff Williams and his posse caught them. Kreech had escaped, but he swore he would get the Sheriff for that. A They hadn't met yet but when they did it would mean only one thing. The straightest shot would live. Today XVilliams was in the saloon having a drink with the boys before he got hitched and settled down. The noisy crowd was suddenly stilled when the batwing doors were thrown open to admit a man who seemed to be in a hurry. lie looked over the crowd until he saw jack. Soineone's looking for you, Sheriff. Says his name is Kreechf' .lack knew that he had no choice. It was fight or leave the country. lle liked Crossport. The street was deserted except for the two men, hands on guns, walking slowly towards each other. Everything was quiet except for the rumble of thunder and the crash of light- ning. The storm was coming ever closer. Then a thing happened that people talked about for years. A bolt of lightning hit the ground at Black Jack's feet causing every shell on his belt and in his gun to explode. That afternoon the Sheriff, unharmed but still shaken, appeared before the preacher with his young bride-to-be, while on Boothill in a fresh mound, was a headboard. On it was burned: BLACK JACK KREECH 18- to 1860 THE LORD DECIDED -By Bill Spurgeon. Second Place AS YOU LOOK, BEHOLD . . . Reaching out before you, you cannot touch, But you can feel and hear it: That which rushes and swirls on and on. You look and cannot behold but you are near it. XYhat is that which races on leaving behind all things and goes rushing through the sky? That thing that can alone be heard and felt, but cannot be touched or seen by the eye? Is it death, whose dark and somber waves rush on to lind another victim to devour? Or is it life that brings joys and happy blessings leaving far behind the dying hour? As you look behold, this thing may be some- thing ' God has made and caused to descend. lt is not death nor the happy songs of life, it is only the rushing of the wind. -By Donna Lannigan. QContinued on Page 69j