St Edward High School - Beaver Yearbook (St Edward, NE)

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—— The Beaver= ■ —-■■■■■- 28. I, Greger Andreason, being an experienced typist do will and bequeath to Ilene Saunders my typistic and chaufferistic qaulities. 29. I, Charles Baustert, having a generous nature, do leave to Gordon Matzen the privilege of taking Dorothy Engel to town every noon. 30. I, Violette Nelson, knowing it will be of great value do will and bequeath to Audrey Nelson my “Him Book.” It will tell you which “hims” to seek and which to avoid. 31. I, Vance Webb, do deliberately will to Everett Rapp my size and appetite, also my ability to play fatherly parts in class plays. 32. I, Eloise Grossnicklaus, being of Swiss descent do present to Arthur Weidner my Swiss characteristics. You already have the “yodel.” 33. I, Twyla Marshall, famous in the art of sharpening pencils for the whole class, do carefully bequeath this talent to Isabel Greig. 34. I, Nina Anderson, having long been worried over the class funds, do will and bequeath to all future class treasurers, the worries and troubles of trying to get any money from said class members. 35. I, Katherine Christensen, being of a sober nature, do bequeath said sober nature to Freda Sauler. It gives one a studious appearance. Eighthly: All the rest, residue and remainder of our estate, real, personal and mixed we give, devise and bequeath to John Hood, absolutely and forever, in grateful recognition of past favors at his hand, said favors being: The removal of certain wads of “Wrigley’s Spearmints” unavoidably deposited in places that caused some slight inconvenience to fellow students; the obliteration of all writings and traces of other classes except our own in the assembly by means of erasers, broom and dustpan, soapsuds, sandpaper, Bon Ami, ammonia, Dutch cleanser, camphor, lemon juice and fresh air, since we had no desire to look on any one’s work but our own. We make, constitute and appoint our beloved sponsor, Vera E. Mitchell to be executrix of this our last will and testament. In Witness Whereof, we have hereunto subscribed our names this the 11th day of May, A. D., 1927. The Seniors of St. Edward High. 1927

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■The Beaver— — — 8. I, Marie Alberts, having developed flirtatious tendencies do will and bequeath said flrtatious tendencies to Sara Ellis. 9. I, Daisy Hermsmeier, being of a very studious nature, do solemnly bequeath to Gertrude Sauler my habits of study. 10. I, Pansy Fonda, being of a somewhat sleepy nature do will to Alice Lister the privilege of being tardy at least once a day. 11. I, Amelia Hansen, Having a fun loving disposition do bequeath to Eldon Cross my talent for cartooning. 12. I, Maurice Matzen, do present my love for all sports, including penmanship to Alden Anderson. 13. I, Harlan Nelson, being somewhat mischievous, will and bequeath to George Curtis my book on “The Art of Throwing Ink Bottles.” 14. I, Marion Buck, being small but mighty bequeath to Hilbert Hazlitt my ability as a basket-ball star. 15. I, Lillie Skanderup, being somewhat of a vamp, do present my popularity with the boys to Fern Condreay. 16. I, Olive Marshall, having super knowledge in mathematics, do present my Geometry note-book to the Sophomores. This has helped many and may help many more. 17. I, Hertha Pope, do will and bequeath to Ethel Wheeler, my position as star member of the Reviews class, and my ability to always hand my notebook in on time. 18. I, Christina Jacobsen, being of a very studious nature, do bequeath my Bookkeeping set to Kurth Nelson, along with any helpful information that may be included. 19. I, I.uella Pahrman, having no further use for it, do will my Reviews manual to Mildred Carlson. This should be dusted each week. 20. I, Stanley Peterson, being of a very modest and shrinking nature do present to William Price, the medal I won in the Bathing Beauty contest. 21. I, Bertha Truelove, being of a happy-go-lucky disposition do bequeath to Mel Jackson my ability to vamp anyone I care to. 22. I, John Hall, having a habit of laughing at everything and studying nothing, do will this said habit to my brother Floyd so all the talent can be kept in the family. 23. I, Effie Curtis, being of a boisterous nature do will and bqeueath to Ida Bennett my affection for poetry and all other literature. 24. I, Donald O’Bryan, a true Irishman, do present my position as yell leader to William Jackson. Also I present the name Athanacious to any one caring to have it. 25. I, I-eonard Thomazin, after sober deliberation, do present my number thirteens and a half to Alfred Mahon. 2G. I, Theola Guiles, having fully mastered the art, do present to my twin. Viol:; Wilson, the ability to write notes to more people in one period than any one else has been found doing. 27. I, Etta Roberts, being quite tlapperish do will and bequeath to Lottie Hazlitt, the knowledge that all “Bills” are not those that come the first of the month. (Sometimes they are B. B. Stars.)

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- =The Beaver— Senior Class Prophecy It was a dark, rainy day in April of 1977. Just the kind of a day which makes one feel like reading or just sitting and dreaming of the past and of good old high school days which passed so swiftly. Betty Lou Anderson of the class of 1977 of S. E. H. S. was spending the week end in the country with her grandmother Anderson. Betty had been looking for something to do when all of a sudden she remembered that her grandmother had also graduated from Old S. E. H. S. and had promised her that some time when she felt well enough she would show Betty Lou her graduation gown, memory book and things and tell her about her old classmates. “Grandma,” asked Betty Lou “Won’t you show me your graduation gown, and memory book and things this afternoon and tell me about your old class? You know you said you would someday, and on rainy days like this I just love to hear stories like that.” “Well, well, I certainly will,” replied grandma. “My old heart is just aching to talk about my old school days again. Come and help me upstairs and I’ll show them to you.” Grandma was helped upstairs to the attic where she seated herself in an old fashioned rocking chair beside an old trunk. Betty was just bubbling with excitement for she herself was to graduate in May and she was busy picking out her graduation outfit. “So you want to see my graduation clothes first? Well, well, I’m sure there could be no better time than this afternoon. My, how you do take me back to my high school days! Fifty years may seem like a long time to you, but to me the memories of our old class seem but happenings of yesterday.” “Yes, I graduated from the same school you are graduating from, but my! what a change since ’27. You know, they tore the old school building down, back in '48 and built the fine modern one you now have.” “I suppose you wonder how we ever got along with any smaller building, but then you must remember that there weren't so many children went to school in those days. I suppose it’s because there were not so many people living here them. “My! how this old trunk lock sticks: but I guess it’s got a right to; you see it hasn’t been open for years. My! but its dusty! child. My back has been bothering me so much of late that I haven’t been able to keep the old attic as tidy as it used to be. Ah, here is the gown right on top wrapped up in this paper just as it has been for years.” Grandma unwrapped the gown and spread it across her lap affectionately. “There it is, dear, isn’t it beautiful? I see you are smiling, well, I don’t blame you; it don’t look much like the dresses you girls wear now days, but then, that was the way they wore ’em back in twenty-seven and you can bet there wasn’t a prouder girl, or boy either for that matter, than I was that night of Commencement. Here are the stockings I wore too. Feel them, you can’t get that quality silk now days, at any price and I remember I only paid a dollar and seventy-five cents for them too. Here are the slippers I wore, I suppose they look kind of queer to you too, but I thought there wasn’t a prettier pair anywhere. Let me see—yes I think I got them at Hasselbalch’s. See that scuff there on that toe? That’s where Donald O’Bryan stepped on my toe at the Alumni Banquet. Seems like he has left his mark on nearly