Falls City High School - Orange and Black Yearbook (Falls City, NE)

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THE RESUME 1916 This was Miss Fuller's first year in our school, and we had the privilege of having her for our class advisor. Miss Fuller was a great help to us as Sepho-mores in helping execute our plans. While Sophomores we gave the Senior Class of 1914 a picnic breakfast. We went to a little grove near the Muddy Mill, and at nine o’clock served to the most honorable Seniors and faculty a most delightful breakfast. The Seniors got quite an elevated opinion of 11s and we suppose that they thought of us as being next to them in ability to entertain. During tbe course of the year two of our members were taken from us through death. They were Douglas Ticknor and Blythe Shaffer Hillyard. The loss of these two members was keenly felt by the rest of the Class. The Junior year our Class numbered twenty-nine, and officers were: President, Arthur Yort; vice-president, Ethel Pearson; secretary, Flora Ticknor, and tieasurer, Joe Gagnon. Our representative of tbe Board of Control for the “Orange and Black was Wilma Russ. In athletics Arthur Yort was captain of the football team and Joe Gagnon and Alfred Brecht were both members of it. Art also represented us in track. Two of our girls, Flora Ticknor and Audrey Marion, were on the girls’ first team. 1 he Junior-Senior banquet was given at the High School gymnasium. The gymnasium was elaborately decorated and neither time nor money was spared to make this last social function of the two classes an enjoyable one. One of the most interesting features of the evening were the toasts given at the close of the banquet by the faculty and different students. The fall of 1916 found 11s almost unexpectedly dignified Seniors. The Class officers were: Arthur Yort, president; Bayard Clark, vice-president; Flora Ticknor, secretary, and Joe Gagnon, treasurer. I11 athletics we were represented by Arthur Yort and Joe Gagnon in football. Mora Ticknor, Wilma Russ and Audrey Marion played on tbe basket ball team, which won the Southea.-tern Nebraska championship. (Jur first social function was a weenie roast. The Junior Class joined us mid we all went to the park and bail a very jolly time roasting weenies and marshmallows. Some time later we had a party at the home of Wilma Russ. We also have enjoyed a tacky party given on April Fool’s night bv Myrle Naylor and Wilma Russ. In fact, this year has been full of social functions and we have enjoyed it more than all the others. We hope that we have set some good examples for the other classes to follow and that your High School life will be as full of pleasures and profit as ours has been. E. P., T6.

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THE SENIORS 1916 Flora Ticknor, “Tick. First B skei Ball Team Junior and Senior years. Class Secretory Junior and Senior years. “To be merry best becomes you. Paul Frederick, “Rusty.” Senior Play. ‘ His heart and hand both open and both free.” Charleotta Blanding, “Charle.” “To thee and thy company I bid a hearty welcome.” CLASS HISTORY. The history of our Cla s begins in the autumn of 1912. for we consider history before this time as ancient. When the people of that time gathered together they found their little hand to number sixty-five. We were typical Freshmen and everything seemed new to 11s. The first week was spent largely getting into the wrong classes and staying a half period or so before di covering the mistake. We soon found by our keen observation that in order to progress we must organize and choose from among us those that could lead 11s succe sfully in this new life. As it was a new life we were entering in, much depended on the selection of these leaders, and if we had been students of theosophy we would have blamed it on this for our wise choice and forethought in electing for our pre idem Mabel Crush; vice president, Charles Miller, and secretary-treasurer. Madeliene Dillie. The teachers and School Board, together with the Class of 1915. decided that we were too brilliant to be initiated into the mysteries of High School, so we escaped the much-dreaded Freshman reception. The first place where we displayed our brilliance in public was at the semester jubilee. Each class pulled off a stunt and ours showed up well among the rest. The following September we again took up our work as Sophomores. Our number had decreased some, but the spirit of the Class was the same. With more experience and knowledge of High School life, we at once organized and elect' d for president Charles Miller: vice-president, Audrey Marion; secretary-treasurer. Mildred Harris. Audrey took the position as president for the last half of the school year, as our president quit school for a time.

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THE RESUME 1916 Wm.dorf-Astokia. New York, May 24, 1926. My Dear Edna: I know I have delayed writing to you for some time, but I know with all your senatorial duties you would hardly miss my little scrawl. Did you get that bill passed you were so desirous of getting through? Haven’t seen anything about it in the papers yet. but resting on past experience I'm sure that the rest of the senators might as well give in first as last! I keep congratulating myself daily on being a native of Nebraska and therefore capable of laying some claim to so famous and dignified a senator as our Edna. Who would have thought ten years ago tonight that you'd ever settle down to such a performance? Certainly not I! Just think, it was just ten years ago tonight that we graduated! Weren't we fluttered and do you remember bow afraid we were that Wilma wouldn't get there—but she did, at the eleventh hour, as usual, if you remember! And wasn’t it funny the way Audrey forgot to stand up when they called off her name, and 1 ain't we feel about ten times as big as the faculty and the School Hoard and all |.f our ancestors back to Grandpa Adam! Don't worry, my mind’s not wandering, but there’s method in my madness! Kindly kxik back at the beginning of this epi tie and notice where I’m staying. Hope you're fully impressed and know that a poor teacher of this day and age can't corner the Waldorf-Astoria as a private enterprise. Do you know who’s the proprietor of this? I thought not! Well, nobody more or less than our old friend, Wilma Russ! We've been having one grand, good time since we ran into and onto each other about six hours ago. It is now 1 45 1-2 a. m.. but I’m not the least bit »leepv and just must tell you all about it! Came to New 'll irk for the express reason of wanting to and having a little vacation from my duties as Latin professor at Yassar, and arrived in all this burg about 7:32.2 o'clock this morning. Wandered around in the stores till noon, when passing a Fifth avenue entrance I noticed the following sign: o-----------------------------------------------------------o M A DEM () ISE LEE CHAR EL( )TTE A BLA NI )I ). C X( i Artiste ok Fiiotooraphy EXCLUSIVE PRICES REFERENCES REQUIRED O-----------------------------------------------------------o Thought that name sounded familiar, so perambulated in. It took one elevator. thirty servants (French maids, I afterward understood—though when they get mad they sound suspiciously Irish), some American slang and ten awful glares to persuade those stumps that I thought I knew Mademoiselle Blandingo and I was going to find out without paying any admission, either! Then Charleotta came to the rescue herself—the same old Charleotta in spite of a French friz and a languid air. Didn’t know her at first, but she knew me and if you can imagine your pet kitten suddenly shouting. “Down, demagogues and sinners! Run up the banner of liberty!” you’ll have an idea how it sounded to hear Charleotta suddenly proclaim. “Hello, old scout—where did you drop from! Guess the rest! Those French (?) maids were still in a state of collapse when we left at 4:15. Yes. we, for Wilma came in here. She had to come up for a photograph the evening paper wanted of her. It seems this popularity stunt is getting monotonous to the ladv. Just think, your picture taken eighteen times a year for the paper!