Greenville High School - Hi Life Yearbook (Greenville, MI)

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Class Prophecy THE Sibyl of old wrote her prophecies on leaves which the wind soon scattered and lost. I, too, write on leaves; my words may perhaps follow the same fate as those of the Sibyl—mark closely then, what I sav. To begin with, I will lay open the future of our class president, Mr. Arthur Roell. He is destined to work very hard and become very successful, provided—let this be solemn warning—he lets alone all girls with curly hair. Our next class officer, Hilbert Wittkop, will draw his way to fame; his cartoons will make the whole world laugh and think. Mary Lichtenauer (secretary), with her intense executive ability, is to go into politics and—this is very confidential— whenever a particularly stubborn man gets in her way, she’ll just invite him to supper, and presently all the opposition will be withdrawn. And now, what is to become of the other thirty-five or six of 11s? 1 hardly know where to begin. I really can sympathize with the Old-Woman-Who-Lived-in-a-Shoe. I fear I will have to rely on alphabetical order, so as not to miss any one: Lynes Baldwin will become tin director of an orchestra. It might be regretted, however, that he will not go into the movies; he would make such an adorable film idol. Jennie Christensen is destined to give her life to gardening and studying insects. She will probably have many adventures (I deduce this from her red hair), perhaps they will be with cows, sometime when she is gathering specimens in a pasture. Oh, Jennie, beware of cows. Edith Crawford may some day be introduced to us as a prima donna. Whether she reaches this honor or not, her success as a musician is assured, indeed. She charms everyone already, particularly a—well, you know. Marion Howard, our poetess, will enter the nursing profession, and then Oh, young doctors, beware. Arthur Hillman will be presented to 11s in future years as a civil engineer; he may also present us to someone, a domestic engineer, perhaps. Our tiniest songstress, Genevieve Jacobs, will make all kinds of records— Victrola, perhaps. Helen Hansen will become a very busy business woman. She will probably travel a great deal. And speaking of those who love the farm, let Johanna Lyndrup be mentioned, for what would a farm ever amount to if it were not for the culinary art? Her brother, Peter Lyndrup, is also to be a true son of the farm. Beatrice Lillie is another of our musicians, but it is whispered that she will fill her life with more domestic affairs. Maud Lohr has a similar destiny. Esther Madsen will not always work in a grocery. Instead of waiting on other people, she’ll have them all waiting on her. Then our witty society bud, Violette Newbrough, will be captured by a millionaire. If for any reason she does have to earn a living, she may become a popular authoress. There are the Norton girls, Pauline and Marguerite; it is easily said everything around them will always be bright. Marjorie Noxon, another musician! (it never rains but it pours) will always love music, even if she surrenders the greater part of her heart to a mere man. Page Twenty-Five

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Class Song A jolly good bunch are we, Our Senior Class, Many a care have we, Each lad and lass. No matter the weather When we get together We have a jubilee. For we are the spirit of Greenville High Don’t you see? Chorus: We are the Senior Class Of the year 1-9-1-8, Of the year 1-9-1-8, As we must leave at last, Hail to our Senior Class. But when we go from here. And think of the times we’ve had, We find we’ve liked the High School, And want to get back right had. We leave the Juniors to take our place, And hope they do their best. We leave it to the faculty to see They pass their test. We sometimes think of the teachers, Whom we’ve put to needless pains, By suggesting what we would do, If we only had the reins. We love the dear old Greenville High, Though we’d sometimes like our way; But you’ve found us a good loyal bunch, In the four short years we’ve stayed.

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Mable Olsen may become a business woman. She will probably go to Washington to be the President’s stenographer. All hail our scholarly friend, Harold Rasmussen! Don’t you all think he would make a fine scientist? The most natural place in the world for him would be looking through a telescope or a microscope. Whatever he does will be quite successful, I’m sure. Agnes Rasmussen may be named as a school teacher, but not always; she is too fond of a certain automobile owned by— The fates refuse to tell what will become of Mary Emily Ranney. She might become President-ess of the United States or a movie star, and still the prophets are silent. I may only say that everyone will always be enslaved by her smiles. Florence Slawson will settle down to a quiet life and to making money as soon as she finishes exercising the privilege of keeping her teachers guessing. Fair Silverthorne is to become a famous athlete, perhaps as pitcher winning in the World Series. Rill Stafford is destined to be a politician. lit may go to the I nited States senate. Now I have to deal with Beulah Tallman! She will be a lively old maid, telling her friends how to bring up their children. Reading books, too, on How to Teach Table Manners,” etc., and perhaps putting her knowledge to work. Our friend Vera Eloise Thompson will start a menagerie—a pet automobile, pet cows, pet horses, pet pigs, pet dogs, etc. Anna Williams will prove what she can do as a secretary of momentous affairs. She will not always have to work so hard, though, for everyone knows that girls with yellow hair like hers never stay single. Verda Wilson will become very successful in everything but one—she will never master the art of making things rise, whether it be biscuits or people. Irene Yerkes will be found teaching school and writing prize stories in her spare time. And now, would you like to know what I shall do in ye.ars to come? I 11 turn gypsy and tell people’s fortunes the rest of my life. Mary Huberta Van Deinse, '18. Pago Twenty-Six