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

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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

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foundations that helped to make 11s Sophomores. The history of this class is a history to be remembered. To prove this certain facts are herein stated: We had been deserted by Warren Andrews, Philip Moore, Genevieve Bay, Theodore kesterkc. and Klton Rector and yet with algebra, and ancient history i as well as our own)—to keep us awake! we managed to carry some of our studies and drag our others! We had again chosen our officers -under the supervision of Clarence llatland— Seel) (Melvin Seel) President: Pete (Theodore kesterke) vice-president; and Mildred DeWitt—secretary and treasurer. We had been entertained by the Freshmen at Jewell Dwyer's home and we entertained the Freshmen at the Big Fill where a “Big Fill of weenies disappeared. We had struggled thro' many hardships in the Christian Church where we went when our school house burned, yet we had one good advantage here—plenty of ventilation. In each stage of our high school life, we had been successful, but never more so than in our Junior year—our first year in the new high school, with Arthur Balfour as class patron, Lucyle Palmer as president; Hazel Burns, vice-president and Mary V etter, secretary and treasurer. or have we been wanting in knowledge learning that 112 0 (water) is not as harmful as some people think; that a tangent is not anything that hits the edge of the circle in one place; that a “sentence” can be written without a predicate, e. g., Flunked”; and last—not least—the first hundred years are always the hardest anyway. And having reached a period in our Junior year where we must either “sink or swim,” we only ask that in the future we be looked upon as Seniors. We, therefore, the representatives, of the Junior Class, assembled, hereby sur- rendering our title as Juniors to the class of '23. and for the support of that class we mutually pledge our text books, our note books, and our class (ical) marks. SIGNKD Juniors. My “Lit” Book (Beg pardon, Mr. Stevenson) I have a little Lh. Book that goes in and out with me And what can tie the use of it is more than I can see. It is very, very learned but 'tis evident, may be All the learning’s in the Lit. Book, not a bit of it's in me. The funniest thing about it is the way it likes to show Up my dullness to the teacher, and my binding doesn't go. For when I wav dramatic and weave fairy tales galore Tis the ‘‘Lit’’ Book proves my fiction and adds “goose eggs to my score. It hasn't got a notion that is Jazzy or is new But creates a Monday feeling which is like its covers—blue; And when the fateful words are said “Tomorrow’s your exam. It's up to me to take that Lit. and cram and cram and cram! Still, some morning in the spring, perchance. I'll wake with happy heart. And I II say unto'iny Lit. Book. “Now's the day when we must part. For a year I've conned your pages but your hold on me is past Cause I graduate this evening. Lit. Book, out with you at last!” K. F. '21 I’age Nineteen