Estes Park High School - Whispering Pine Yearbook (Estes Park, CO)

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Senior Class Prophecy of ’2.9 One Autumn day, in the year of 1950, I was walking along a faint trail in a lovely forest. I had not gone far, when I saw an old witch dressed in black, who was stirring some- thing in a huge cauldron which bore these words, Your Past.” I became somewhat frightened, but she smiled and said, Is there anything you would like to have me tell you?” I answered, Yes, I would like to know what my fellow-graduates of ’29 are doing.” The witch then poured some magic powder into the cauldron and soon the hot mixture was bubbling. Then, to my astonishment, visions appeared. The first one was of Margaret Miller, and the witch told me that Margaret was making excellent use of her Home Economics Course in Chicago, where her husband, Maurice Rockwell, was the manager of the City Power Plant. The smiling face of Calvin Finn was the next to appear. According to the witch, Kelley” was the Chief Ranger of Yellowstone National Park, where he was living a bachelor’s life! I then beheld the handsome face of Harry Billings. It greatly surprised me to learn that Harry was not a missionary doctor as I had expected, but that he was the feature editor of the New York Daily Times. Harry was living in a comfy” little house in the suburbs of that great city, and he rode the subway back and forth each day. Thelma Brown was the next vision I saw. The witch said that Thelma was gaining renown as America’s foremost actress. I also learned that she was engaged by a Film Company that was owned and managed by her old friend, Merl Hurd. The face of Roger Low then appeared slowly but surely. To my amazement, Roger was operating the U. S. Airmail Lines, with the exclusive use of his newly invented airplane, which was manufactured by the Chevrolet Company. The last picture revealed Ida Harris, giving a concert on the municipal organ in Chicago. As this picture faded, these words were clearly formed: Your fortune has been What you have demanded or decreed; You have been rich, or glad, or great, For you have been the master of your fate.” —Ida Harris « 17

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The Senior Class Will We, the class of 1929, supposedly being of a sound mind, do make and publish this, our last will and testament. To our beloved Faculty we bequeath all the amazing knowledge and startling information that we have furnished them from time to time in our various papers. We trust that they will feel perfectly free to make use of these bits of wisdom for the education of the future classes. This is left entirely to their personal discretion. To the Junior Class we give and bequeath all items in the following list, to which we do declare them the real and rightful successors:— 1st. Our seats in the class and assembly rooms. May they endeavor to fill them as advantageously, as promptly, and as faithfully as we have. 2nd. Our Senior dignity. May they uphold it forever with all seriousness and gravity, endeavoring to realize its vast importance, in spite of their lightmindedness and irresponsibility. 3rd. Last comes the one thing hard for us to part with. To our successors we must leave our places in the hearts and the thoughts of our principal and teachers. To the Sophomores we bequeath any stubs of pencils, erasers, or scraps of paper that we may have unintentionally left behind us in the excitement and haste of gathering up our possessions for the last time. May they make use of them, and feel, perhaps, that these left overs” may in some mysterious way, impart some of our great knowledge to them. To the Freshmen we give and bequeath any overlooked wads of gum we may have left adhering to the undersides of desks, banisters, or assembly seats. The following may seem but trifling bequests, but we hope that they may be accepted, as valuable assets to those who may receive them, and as a continual reminder of the generosity of heart displayed in our free and full bestowal:— 1 st. To some belated Freshman,—anybody who will accept it as it is yet unclaimed.— Roger Low’s speed. 2nd. To anybody who needs it, Harry Billings’ ability to bluff. Apply early and avoid the rush. 3rd. To Maurice Rockwell, Margaret Miller’s sincere affection. 4th. To James Durrett. Calvin Finn leaves his quarrel with Franklin Camp. 5th. To Franklin Camp we leave the schoolgirl complexion of Ida Harris. 6th. To Edward Banks and Phil Wallace, Thelma Brown leaves her ability to play the piano. Music hath charms to soothe the savage breast.” All the residue of our property we give and bequeath to our beloved superintendent, Mr. Kearns, to be disposed of for the good of the coming classes as he may see fit. And we do hereby appoint the said superintendent sole executor of this, our last will and testament. In witness hereof, we, the class of 1929, the testators, have to this our will, set our hands and seal this thirty-first day of May, one thousand nine hundred and twenty-nine. SENIOR CLASS By Calvin Finn. 16 Attest—Ida Harris.

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Juniors Maurice Rockwell Many are the hours spent By Maurice, deep m argument. Fred Clatworthy The Junior Cherub.” Arthur Robbins An artist he is bound to be. His pictures you will surely see.” Edna McCart Willingly her part she’ll do, Conscience clear and purpose true. James Durrett And still the wonder grew That one small head Could carry all he knew.” Franklin Camp What's the lesson?” Ruth Byerly Master of her fate.” Edward Banks He will spend his existence alone, all alone; And find wicked joy in a weird saxophone.” 18