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

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falls city men school 2. Our Senior dignity. May they uphold it forever, with all seriousness and gravity, endeavoring to realize its vast importance, in spite of their natural light-mindedness and irresponsibility. 3. Any stubs of pencils, erasers or scraps of paper that we may inadvertently leave behind us in the excitement and haste of gathering up our cherished treasures for the last time. May they feel free to make use of them, and feel, perhaps, that they may. in some mystic way, impart some of our great knowledge to them. Last comes the one thing hard for us to part with. To our successors we must leave our places in the hearts and thots of our Principal. Mr. Britton, and the teachers. They will love them, unworthy as we feel they are. even as they have loved us; they will show them all the same tender kindness and attention that they have bestowed uiK)n us. they will feel the same interest in their attempts and successes: the same sorrow when they fail. We trust that the Class of 1920 will appreciate all this as deeply as we have done, that it may be their most precious possession, as it has been ours, and the one we are most loath to hand over to them. Besides these enforced gifts, we leave—not of necessity, but our own free will—our blessing, tender memories of our pleasant associations together, and our forgiveness for anything that we may not have exactly appreciated in the demonstrations of the past, and a pledge of friendship from henceforth and forever. All the rest and residue of our property, whatsoever and wheresoever, of what nature, kind and quality soever it may be. and not herein disposed of (after paying our debts and funeral expenses), we give and bequest to our beloved Principal, for his use and benefits absolutely, and to be disposed of for the good of the coming classes as he may see fit. And we do hereby constitute and appoint the said Principal sole executor of this, our last will and testament. In witness whereof, We, the Class of 1919, the testators, have to this our will, written on one sheet of parchment, set our hands and seal this thirtieth day of May, Anno Domini, one thousand nine hundred and nineteen. R. E. H.. ’19. Page Twenty-eight

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3. To all future Class Presidents; Ray Gantt’s efficiency in presiding over class meetings. 4. To Laura Wetzel; Jennie Pearl’s gift of gab. 5. To anybody who needs it; John Whetstine’s bluff. Apply early and avoid the rush. 6. To Irma Casey; Janice Bower’s ancestors. She feels that she will not need any more. She can face the world behind her own coat of paint. 7. To Stacy Hoy: George Sheehan’s executive abil- ity. but not his beauty. He’ll still feel the need of that, he fears, and wouldn’t be coaxed nor cajoled into leaving it behind. 8. To Charles Heiser; Charles Nutter’s superfluous energy, called meddlesomeness. 9. To Herbert Hilgenfeldt; Ray Gantt’s height. 10. To Miss Hall’s English class of embryo poets; all of Elva Cox’s poetry to serve as models in their precocious efforts. 11. To Hazel Ratekin, Ida Krueger, and Thurston Drake; the curls of Charles McManus. Ralph Hammond and John Cameron. 12. To Worth Mettz; Wilbur Story’s fondness for new girls. 13. To Gertrude Wiltse; Halcyon’s laugh and to William Burchard; her fond memories. 14. To Gladys Lovelace; Bessie Halbert’s white furs. 15. To the Freshman girls; Elsie Ball’s Senior class book. 16. To Frances Knight; Ruth Ernst’s book “Art of Keeping Quiet.” We feel that she is badly in need of it. 17. To Milo Ball; Elmer Gerhardt’s ability as chauffeur. 18. To Charles Heineman; Shirley Griffin’s wit and nerve. 19. To Garnet Hiatt; Edith Heaston’s ability as an actress. 20. To PL Green; Nellie Heaston’s shyness. Page Twenty-seven ORAXGE AX I) {LACK. HH8-I9I9 21. To Laurence Welnert; Conrad Knapp’s great stature and powerful frame. 22. To anyone that wants it; Ollie Klumb’s book Art of Making-Up.” 23. To P. Birdsley; H. Lovelace’s ability as pianist. 24. To O. M. S. S.; Mary Meritt’s slowness and laziness. 25. To Alice Witt; Helene Morris’ perpetual smile. 26. Bernice Misson has nothing to leave; she takes him with her. 27. To Fred Whitaker; Vera McKinney’s rowdiness. 28. To Louise Buising; Opal Nichols’ lisp. 29. To Father Jenkins; Maude Reese’s matrimonial prospects. 30. To Berenice Harkins; Florence Rieger’s popularity. 31. To Joy Davis; Visna Rieger’s cosmetics. 32. To Grace Hinton; Laurena Riescliick’s raven locks. 33. To Louise Harris; Louise Roth’s coquetry. 34. To Thelma Griffin; Catherine Scott’s Roy. 35. To Ludeen Nixon; Clara May’s meekness. 36. To Isaac” Loucks; Leon Shaw’s pugilistic ability. 37. To John Fergus; Wallace Abbey’s silver-tongued-eloquence. 38. To Ethel James; Edith Shepard’s coyness. 39. To Bessie Yort; Mary Stockman’s vanity and conceit. 40. To Elsie Preusse; Shirley Whitaker’s social engagements. 41. To P. Birdsley; Roy Scott’s avoirdupois. The subjoined list will be recognized as entailed estates to which we do declare the Class of 1920 the real and rightful successors: 1. Our seats in assembly room. May they endeavor to fill them as advantageously, as promptly and as faithfully as we have done. Our seats in the class rooms may be taken by whosoever is able to grab them first.

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OR.Win: I l) RLACK. Prophecy of the Class of ’ I 9 Listen, () ye men and women, youths and maidens and little children! Listen all ye people of Falls City, to the words of wisdom from the lips of your prophetess, who now speaketh unto you. what hath been revealed unto her, even as it hath been decreed by the powers that be! For it has come to pass that the veil of the future hath been rent in twain, even as it was rent in the days of the wise prophets of old and the Spirit of Prophecy hath descended from the sphere to envelop her soul with its mystic power. Aye, I say unto you. men and women, youth and maidens and little children of Falls City, it hath been given unto me as the chosen one of this great and good people, the Class of 1919 to dream strange dreams and to see strange visions of the glories of the years yet to come. Now it so happened when it was decreed that the future of the Class of 1919 was to be given into the hands of this, your prophetess to do with as she listed, that she cried out in a loud voice of lamentation saying. Who am I that the future o! this great and glorious class should depend upon me? What am I that the fate of these most fair and beautiful damsels and these most sturdy and noble and manly of youths should rest upon the decision of one so humble of intellect and so infirm of purpose?” But behold! even as the cry of weakness did ascend from the long-suffering soul of your prophetess a being from the heavens spake unto her even in the words of old saying, “Hear now my words. If there be a prophet among you. I will make myself known unto her in a vision and will speak unto her in a dream,” and straightway from the clouds of the centuries gone, and from the shadows already “cast before by the coming events of the proverb, there appeared unto me the fair and lovely Spirit of Prophecy, the Angel of Things to come, and lo! she did with her magic touch roll back the curtain of the dim beyond from before my prophetic vision and did permit me to gaze at will down the vista of things yet to be. that I mig!.» behold all things that now are transformed into all things that they shall yet become, even as it was granted to the wise men of the past. And lo! as she drew’ back the curtain she pointed with a long transparent finger down the avenue of a strange land and opened her lips and spake unto me saying, Look! Listen! Prophesy unto the young men and young women of Falls City High School even these things which you herein behold — So even as St. John, the divine, said unto the world, so I. your prophet of the Class of 1919, do say unto the people of the audience, in this twentieth century, Blessed be she that readeth, and they that hear the words of the prophecy, and keep these things which are written therein; for the time is at hand.” And it came to pass that the veil before mine eyes grew more and more thin thru the intensity of my vision and behold I could see them even as if the intervening years were not at all:— I was in a mammoth city—great skyscrapers all about me, aeroplanes thru all the air. I could scarce believe my senses w'hen I sawf the airship line bore the well known name of Falls City and the same name gleamed from each sign. My eyes were opened wider than they’d ever been before when I saw a slip of paper dated 1929. While I was puzzling over this marvelous surprise I beheld near me a lady whom I thot to accost and question. As she approached I thot I had seen that face somewhere else—yet could not exactly place it. But when she stood before me wonder vanished and I recognized my old friend. Jennie Pearle Stumbo. It was strange that I should recog- Pagc Twenty-n'.ne