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

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 DONALD CLARK Oh that a man were measured by his length.” Basket Ball ’20 President '22 Junior Play ’22 Neotrophean Literary Society ’22 Junior Play , ’23 Senior Play '23 Athletic Editor of Maroon and White ’23 FLORENCE KOSENBERO “ dare not be as witty as I can.” Senior Play ’23 Literary Editor of Maroon and White ’23 ROLLAND MOODY A perpetual fountain of good sense.' Neotrophean Literary Society ’22 Junior Play ’22 Basket Ball ..................... ’22’23 Library Staff ’22-’23 A. A. Sec’y ’23 Sec’y and Treas. ’23 Art and Joke Editor of Maroon and White ’23 Senior Play '23 X'.VaW.V.V. Pai e Seventeen

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 DELIGHT MOKROW Not that I love study less, hut that I lore fun more. Sec’y ’22 Basket Bull ’22-’23 Junior Play ’22 Pres. “Pals” ’22 Class Pres. .. ’23 Senior Play ’23 Salutatorian ’23 Business Manager of Maroon and White '23 HILDA DE WITT '‘If she wilt, she will, you may depend on't; If she won’t, she won't, and there's an end on’t.” Class President , ’20-’21 Library Staff '20-'21 A. A. Sec’y ’21-’22 Junior Play '22 Neotrophean Literary Society '22 Basket Ball ’22-’23 Business Manager of Maroon and White ............................. ’23 Senior Play ’23 EMMA LABERDY “She speaks and acts just as she should. Treasurer ’22 Junior Play '22 Editor of Maroon and White '23 Valedictorian ’23 Senior Play ’23 GLADYS MOMANY “Ah; methinks ’tis time to smile again. Treas. '20 “Pals Literary Society ’22 Assistant Editor of Maroon and While ’23 Senior Play '23 Page Sixteen

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CLASS POEM Between the fall and the spring time, From nineteen-eighteen to nineteen-twenty-three, A host of events in school life Came drifting back to me. How treasured the days when as Freshmen, With fear we trembled each day, Thinking that every tomorrow Brought initiation our way. But Hilda so staunch and trustworthy Took charge of our class meetings all. This gave us new strength and courage To return with the very next fall. When in trouble we each went to Emma For we knew that she surely was right. And after a few hints on the way she would do We would start again with all our might. Next Donald, our “Wee One,” took Hilda’s place. And at every meeting he would stand in front of the desk and give us his views Like a ruler of some foreign land. Now Delight tells us just when the meeting is called With the business we have to transact. She stands some apart from the rest of our group When it comes to stating pure facts. Of Holland, well there is lots to be said. In science and art he excels. A cartoon to him is an hour of play, But of science, we’ll leave him to tell. Next Florence comes forth to demand her share Of this poem describing our class. She is always on hand any time of the day. Especially when a good joke will pass. Now out of the seven I’m left all alone, But I suppose I must take my part. 1 shall see that this part is not very great And count myself a «mall mark. Well, now' you have our Senior class, The talents of every one. It is my duty to describe them all And be careful no one shun. Of our chaperon, Mr. Balfour, I’ll tell A talent belonging to him. The most outstanding one, seems to me Are the stories he tells with such vim. But please don’t forget that we’re serious, too, Even though sometimes we like fun. If I’m not mistaken you’ll all hear again Of some wonder which our class has done. G. A ., ’23 Page Eighteen