Eau Claire High School - Beaver Tales Yearbook (Eau Claire, MI)

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Calendar First Week: Monday—School in the new building. Dismissal at noon. Heason? o books. Friday Seats rearranged and so passed the first week. Second Week: Monday the 13th. I nlucky day for the boys. Miss Ludden (in history): “Boys, tell us something of the irginian colonists.” No answer. Miss Ludden: “ Well, I guess they were not as lazy as some of you or they would have starved to death. Tuesday—Senior Class Meeting for election of officers. Wednesday—Histories, Chemistries, and Fnglish books have arrived. Now for some real study. Third Week: Monday—Mr. Balfour informed the Chemistry Class this morning that lie had been down below (meaning the laboratory, of course) hunting for potassium. Fourth Week: Speeches in History from now on every Friday afternoon. Fifth Week: Miss Wagner (in Fnglish): “Excuse me class while 1 change my glasses. The sun (son) dazzles me.” Earl: “’Taint me.” Elton has begun to organize his orchestra for the circus. Sixth Week: Balfour seems to have an uncommonly large supply of jokes this week. Seventh Week: Mrs. Shaw visited school and gave a lecture on W.C.T.l . work. Eighth Week: Circus tonite—Come and have your fortunes told. etc. Some new books have made their appearance in the library. Ninth Week: I wo new typew riters have been installed in the commercial line ami a number of amateur typists added to the class. Tenth Week: Our glorious Fair is now a thing of the past and we are rejoicing over a brand new piano as the result. Eleventh Week: Debate in Chemistry. Friday—F irst Basket Ball Game of seasion tonite. Twelfth Week: Monday—Hooray! Both games in our favor. Exam, week; acrobatic stunts this noon given by the S nior boys and janitor. No admission charged, but the janitor got a number of pennies. I uesday —School pictures have arrived. Some bunch. Wednesday—Senior rings came today. Mike suggests that we wear the rings and let the juniors wear the boxes. Generous boy! Thursday—No school tomorrow. [Continued on Page 26] Page Sixteen

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Juniors Ethel Mitchell, Louise Frritap. Harold Gray. Gerald Williams. Melvin Seel, Lois Hoadley, Helen Winans. Hazel Burns. (Left to ripht. standing) Lucyle Palmer, Mary Yetter, (Seated) Junior Class History HEN in the course of daily events, it becomes necessary, for the Junior class to leave the K. C. II. S., and take our long delayed vacation, custom requires that we leave behind us a glimpse of our past history. We hold these facts in our memory: That we first found ourselves in high school, in 191» that our class was filled with sixteen Freshmen, and one Moore, (Philip). That among these were Mary Yetter. president and— ()h. what a pal was Mary ; Lucyle Palmer—right there in Palmer writing; Mildred DeWitt. vice-president—“and that aint all;” Hazel Burns—whose father kept dry goods (dry not referring to prohibition);Ethel Mitchell—that's 1; Gen- evieve Bay— gone but not forgotten”; Louise Freitag, treasurer—who kept our pennies;Lois He adley—figuring in “Why don't you speak for yourself, John? ;Helen W inans—“Each ounce of fat costs its ounce of gold (F. G.); 1 hecdore Keslerke, who, as Seely says, help, d our s hool c inc to a continuation”; Melvin Seel— will there lie any stars in my crown?”; Warren Andrews—a skilled bookkeeper; Harold Gray—a Sophomore’s favorite; Roland Moody—lie’s always here—and she’s always there; Gerald Williams—always on time (anytime); Elton Rector— I would if I could; if 1 cottldn t how could I? ; and Philip Moore—“they only knew he came anti went.” That we chose Miss Ona haulers, as class patron and at our first class meeting chose brown and gold as class colors, leaving the usually alloted green to another class where it would lie better suited. That to secure our rights we had to do away with “Hair cutting on the installment plan,” and many other exciting events,—that we were entertained by the Sophs at a roast” at the Big Fill, which we returned by a Valentine party at Hazel Burns' home. That on Jan. 9, 1919, our dear old E. C. II. S. burned, taking with it many sacred mem- ories which will be forgotten, but from the ashes of those memories were laid the Page Eighteen