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

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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

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Fresh i es l imy cull us green nn l nil sorts of mimes. Hut we're always there when it comes to fume; IVrhups we’re not such a hanilsome linneli Hut nevertheless, we’ll give you a hunch That even though we may he shy You may stand luick. while we pass by. First comes Mina, so neat and prim Who thinks so much of our old Jim (Gym) Then copies Sylvia W ith her sweet smile. To look at her is sure worth while. I). Tatuum, who is so short and fat It’s hard for him to get a hat. Hut not because lie’s so very wise For he’s just a freshie, in disguise. Here comes Keith lluhhard With his Ikix of pills And he prescribes, when we are ill. Hanna I tunnel z, who lives so far You’d think she came up on a ear; Hut she’d make an awful fuss If she couldn’t ride in our high school bus. Then there’s Flnorn. with her eyes of blue. Her hair is of the darkest hue; We love her for she’s so very kind For never a fault does she ever find. Next I mention is our little Joe, They say he’s alsmt to join a show And if so, we’d like to know. I hen conies Tins si ora. She’s such a dear She tills our schoolroom full of cheer llarland and Kdward at basketball Are always there at our beck and call. Fern Tidey lives just out of town Hut never walks in. when Forrest’s around; Oh! what a shame his bus is broke! But he s not to blame because he broke a spoke. I mo Kirk, the butcher’s Imy Does not have much to say Hut then, lie’s rather jovial In a sort of off-hand way. And when we all feel sort of broke Then conies Helen with all her jokes; Always so cheery, so bright, so gay. She starts us cheerfully on our way. Then there’s Tela. Fern Gouts, Emily and Ruth If it’s facts you want, they’ll tell you the truth. Floyd Trick, who likes to hunt Hut found it wasn't such a stunt hen Mr. Dunn, so changed his mind And after school, his work assigned. Then comes l)ud; Allen. Mary, and I We four are all so very shy; Hut. when a problem to us is assigned W e’re sure to solve it. if given time. Dll, yes! There’s Abe. I most forgot To class amongst our jolly lot. Hut just before I lake my seat It’s of the teachers I’d like to speak. First comes Miss Higgs, so very kind With a nice long lesson to us assigned: And then Miss Wagner, who’s not so slow She gives us lessons we have to know. We lind Miss Ltiddcn in the assembly hall Try ing to do her duty to one anil all. Then conies Mr. Balfour Oh goodness sakes, Next spring lie’ll make us use the rakes. Hut doesn’t he know, w ith our complexion so fine Girls ain’t supisised to lie out in the bright sunshine? Gee! I’d give a nickel If Mr. Balfour’d get a freckle. And now comes Superintendent Dunn Who’s brimming full with life and fun; lie’s so forgiving, kind and good W e wouldn't deceive him if we could. And if you’ll all stand by us true These next three years, we’ll all lie through For don't you see, we’re full of lore And we’ll graduate in ’21. Fern Merritt, ’24 Page Twenty-five