Hudson High School - True Blue Yearbook (Hudson, WI)

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imue ’26 Ridicule. To individuals: A little of Margaret Helhveg’s brunetteness to Marie Peterson. She needs it! Alma Fvksen's “figger” to Peggy Dorwin. Marge Hughes’ giggling propensity to Hazel Mullen. Helen Becker’s shyness to Ruth Robbins. Ruth Fillback’s boldness to Katherine Casanova. Aileeti Fitzgerald’s good nature and art to Doris May Giese. Doll Gillen’s and Ann Marson’s basketball ability to Ruth Robbins and Margaret Nelson. Long may thev rave. Alta Jacobson's sisterlv affection to little Doris. Margaret Muckenhirn’s permanent wave to Mabel Johnson. Muck won’t need it any longer. Aileen Fitzgerald’s l»elt to Marie King. Doll Gillen’s gym suit to Vivian Mayer. Imogene Miller’s ablity to punch the keys, both kinds, to anv promising Junior. Margaret Muckenhirn’s voice to F.thel Neiman. Bob Hanson’s melancholy to Joy Nelson. Louise Olson’s curls to Vivian Olson. An alarm clock to Elvira Pepper. Chumo Anderson’s athletic powers to Art Sandeen. Arthur Becker's “Charleston” to Tony Lombard. Some of Ed. Boody's “disturbing charm” (?) to Raymond Casanova. Harold Clark's news—papers to Everett Rusch. James Fenton’s age to Duke Hughes- Nolan Jacobson’s voice to Duke Hughes. Ole Jensen’s feet to a new method of measuring. All the Senior freckles to Tommie Kelly. Ann Marson’s temper to Fern Gridley. Gordon Robbin’s good looks to Leonard Riedel. ()ur blessings to Ruth Robbins and Jerome Trudell. Be it known, that we. the greatest class ever to graduate, the Class of 1926 of Hudson High School, County of St. Croix,State of Wisconsin, United States of America, Trail 12, make this our last will and testament, and appoint the follow- ing committee to see that said will (and our enemies) be executed: Harry Hughes, chairman, Ethel Engebretson, Geneva Marson, and Stanley Michaelson. Signed: The Senior Class of 1926. A. M. E. A. G.

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: WRUg ’26 ®LU£ : Esther chewed her nails nervously. “I carn’t tell, I darsn't.” Then, as she saw a menacing look on the two faces before her. she added, “Peg Lundeen has always been in love with Bob, and when he married Marge, she swore she’d get even. We girls always get our revenge,” drawing herself up proudly. “Well drag ’em out quick or I’ll—” said he. “Where are they, tell me.' “Try and find them,” said Esther, sticking her tongue out at them. A sound as when some old bovine, contentedly chewing in some stagnant, murky pool and seeing a luscious mouthful of hay at some distance away, should draw her foot out of the slime with a hollow reverberation, was heard Looking over his shoulder, Editor Jensen detected a ripple on the surface of a huge vat of gum which was not yet made into sticks. He strode to the tub, rolled up his sleeves with a majestic gesture, plunged his dimpled arms into the gooey mass and pulled our—first, Marge Hughes, who kissed her liberator soundly, next, Hel- en Solheim, Marge’s dainty French maid, and lastly, the great dancer himself. Roberto Turner- So that is how Turner and Hughes were found. After a memorable ride back to Northline, a literal race with time, with high stakes, they arrived in time, albeit a bit sticky, as we know. And even now, boys and girls, the old-timers of Northline tell of how Editor lensen saved the dav. —E. G. SENIOR CLASS WILL We, the Class of 1926, of Hudson High School. County of St. Croix, State of Wisconsin. United Star.es of America, Trail Twelve, being insane and out of our heads, do hereby declare this to be our last will and testament. We be- queath the following: To the Faculty: To Mr. Rock. An automatic excuse writer. To Mrs. King: A stableful of ponies (French and Latin breed). To Miss Linder: The position of private secretary in the Hudson High School Gum Factory. To Mr- Cooke: The Manager of the Hudson High School Gum Factory. To Miss I.ee: A new style of penmanship and a bottle of black ink. To Miss Nvberg: A private compartment in the Stillwater school. To Miss Powers: A conscience. To Miss Kreitzburg: A hair cut. To Mr. Bargen: A brighter Chemistry Class in 1927. To Mr. Schulke: A team (?????) To Miss Blegan: Condolences for the loss of some marvelous Basketball players—by graduation ? To Miss Wege!: Some more frogs. To Miss Hoover. A grocery Store. lo Miss Langworthy: Many thanks for services rendered, lo Nibs Larson: A Kiddy Kar, so she won’t have to waste so much energv chasing down absence slips. To Miss Sutherland: Appreciation for the “eats” left in the ice-box. Mayonnaise dressing in ] articular) To the Juniors: Scorn ! ! ! ! ! To the Sophomores: Sympathy. To the Frosh:

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: mus '26 SBLUS JUNIOR CLASS HISTORY We, the class of 1927, extend our salutations! Although we have succeeded in remaining the smallest class in the old High school since our arrival, we are quite ready to agree that Quantity does not neces- sarily mean Quality. Juniors, you will find, are represented everywhere. Have we not juniors on the gridiron. Juniors on the Basket Ball floor, out for dehate, entering declamatory contests, and active members of the school clubs? And the rest to he found lending their hearty co-operation toward the boosting and bettering of our school and its spirit. It must be admitted, however, that the Juniors, aggressive as we are, owe much to the members of the three preceding classes for the support rendered us before we came into our own. We, in turn, feel that it is our privilege to pass on good work, and sincerely hope that our efforts will be acceptable to the floun- dering under-classmen when put in that light. Although another year awaits us, offering numerous chances to put forth all that is in us toward gaining honor for self and school, it can not be said that we, as a class, have failed to appreciate our opportunities in the past.