Flagler High School - Plainsman Yearbook (Flagler, CO)

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I recelved a comb of honey and a letter from Helen Baldwm who had rnarrled a bee tender ln Callfornxa and was l1v1ng 1n luxury Two or three days after th1S I recelved a paper named the Plams at Flagler Hlgh I guess Naoml hked the home town best Verland Reavls d1d not wr1te but came to see me and sold me a Lmcoln car for Wh1Ch he was salesman Ella Khewer was runnlng an up to date French halr dressmg 1ad1es Clothlng department at Gano Downs Robert Portenmer was managmg an av1at1on school where Dave PFICQ was taklng lessons although he was usually a prlze fighter At Central Park Hlgh School St Paul Mlldred Koehler was em ployed as muslc teacher Maurlce WIISOH was a prosp rous farmer ln 1ng north of Llmon Lola James was head nurse and Archle Harmon head doctor 1n the Ch1caago General Hosp1tal Mlldred Moore was lecturlng on the Chautauqua platform A1106 Lord marrled a r1ch sallor went to sea and very seldom comes home It seemed very good to hear of all my old classmates agam to learn of thelr whereabouts and to know that they were all happy ARVELLA TETER rf' Q. 451 Qiif 35 - - Q man, which had Naomi Copley's.plcture in it as one of the teachers I parlor 1n CI'l1C2g0, and I learned that Bessle Bales was manager of the J .I ' ' - f I g a',53fi:,.'gbgyRLQ::3.,n, . .. .. f W ,Hu Wg: - .sfiggrrn V1--Yr, H, --eg. Y -ff,i5-L: '1:'g

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? 9. HSS 0 1 .. -ii rop ecy 9 ee 1599 Q 9 , After being away for Hfteen years on a tour of the Old World, looking for the Missing Link, I returned to New York, tired and worn out. Sitting in my home overlooking New York City, I began to think of my old classmates of 1929 at Flagler, Colorado. I wondered where they all were, and finally decided to ask Weldon Todd, who was an announcer over one of New York's radio stations, to ask over the radio if all the class of '29 would communicate with either him or with me, as to where they were and what they were doing. I heard from no one for three days and thought perhaps they had all forgotten me or did not care to write to me. But finally I received a letter from Jeanette Price, who was president of a well known Busi- ness School at Dallas, Texas. I always expected something great from Jeanette, but I thought probably she would be a poet. I was much surprised to find that Clifford Farquhar was running an oyster canning factory in New Orleans and that Gilbert Bernard was a traveling salesman for his company. I was certainly surpris- ed at Gib, I thought he would be a broker on Wall Street. The next morning I had a caller whom I recognized as Lucille Thompson. She was now a great portrait artist and asked me to sit for a portrait. She, of course, wanted to know all about the class and I pro ised I would let her know whatever I found out. From Lu- cille Illearned that Ada Johnson and Cleo Probasco had gone to Africa as Missionaries. Ruth Jackson was in Denver running a fashion shop and dress making establishment, and was called Madam Rossettef' Julia Wanczyk was her head designer. Richard Jorgensen was a confirmed bachelor and also a hard boil- ed college mathematics professor whom all the students at Yale fear- ed. Marjorie Wilson, our class entertainer, was making a great suc- ! cess in the Wonder Circus as a snake charmer.

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Class U, etry I l , :fb -A, -'i '7 10 ,'.'b,ek:,,' Q Q44 4' .npr .lx .iq l. if V, l nlfifs, 412' . H I ill x ' I l A.., THE EXODUS OF THE CLASS OF '29 fwitih apologies to Robert Browningl Our high school stands in Flagler town, The students' pride and glory, Around lie plains that rolling Wide Touch blue of sky- on every side, A better school you never spied, And when begins by story Of the Class of '29, Their success, foretold by sign, Had equal none in history. Seniors! They fought our games and killed defeat, And won applause and much, attention, And took a part in every meet, And sang in glee clubs to perfection, Raised standards when they found a chance, Made A's not just their fame to enhance, And even spoiled the opponent's bragging By checking his talking With diligent working, And proving to him that they were winning. At last the faculty in a body To the assembly came Hocking: 'Tis clear, cried they, This class is wedded To F. H. S. and its faculty learned. They just won't leave, and seem determined To linger till to the World they're summoned. But we owe room to those coming on! Rouse up! Give your brains a racking, To find the remedy we're lacking! For, sure as fate, this class must be gone. ' fContinued on next pagej 31221512-SE6 l