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

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Sophomores Hilda De Witt, Pres. Emma Laberdy, Vice-Pres. Roland Moody Donald Clark Gladys Momany Marion Becker Sophomore History Cur school days will soon lx- over The second year is nearly done. If we keep trudging patiently onward. Our goal and our aim will be won. One by one we have lost our classmates But still jolly nine remain. We are all climbing steadily upward Regardless of notions or fame. 'jest year we were what they called “Freshmen,” W ith actions which they all said were green. This year we are happy Sophomores And work hard that our record be clean. We are not like the Sophomores of old times To initiate the Freshmen queer; But we gave them just the same as we got, A marshmallow roast last year. We went one night to the river Where the Freshmen returned our good will. Wre still remember that happy time And if nothing happens, we always will. The Freshmen and Sophs gave a party To the high school at Hallowe’en time. It was such a short notice we thought we might fail. But we surely came out with it line. Our president and class colors were chosen A new secretary and treasurer we found, Next year we all hope to be Juniors, At least to that end we are bound. Fern Ruple. Sec'y andTreas. Ard Baker Florence Rosenberg Page Twenty-two 0. M. 23

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Freshmen Alx- Kushner, Edward Kesterke. Allen Gleason, Vernon Dudley. Floyd Uriek. Leo Kirk, Mandel Brown. Forrest Merritt, Harland Hoadley, Keith Hubbard. Joseph Becker, Drennen Tatman (Top Row) Fern Merritt. Fern Tidey, Helen Hand, Elnora W inter, Nellie Coats, Theodora Sova, Sylvia Pokomy, Emily Shemiot, Hanna Dunaetz, Ruth Clark. Lela Staley, Alma Miner (Seated) Freshmen Class History I don’t know what to write about And I don't like to lie. But teacher says I have to write So I will w rite or die! When I first went to Eau Claire Ili li I trembled with fright. For fear they’d initiate me Before another night. ’ When at last the day was over, 1 surely felt at ease. You bet I felt as happy as The birds up in the trees. But soon 1 was invited to A big Marshmallow roust By the Sophomores at the Big Fill, ’Twas them 1 dreaded most. But all my fears soon vanished, when We pothered on the s| it. And between songs and stories ate Marshmallows piping hot. After some weeks of study, we Resolved to pay our debt To the Sophomores with a party That I won’t soon forget. They came in ears from miles around. The teachers too were there. And echoes rang back front the hills. Our songs of old Eau Claire. Then there was a grand event That came on Hallowe’en W here the Freshies, Sophomores, Juniors And Seniors all were seen. It made one feel so much at home I’m glad that I was there. Since then I’ve learned to love them all At high school in Eau Claire. S. P. ’24 Page Twenty-four