Walnut High School - Walnut Tree Yearbook (Walnut, IL)

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THE WALNUT TREE SENIOR CLASS WILL We, the Senior Class of the Walnut Community High School, Township of Walnut, County of Bureau, and State of Illinois, being in a very sound mind, do hereby declare our last will and testament. Section One—Bequests to the Faculty. 1. To Mr. Melton we do bequeath a student body who is always on time. 2. To Mrs. Glassburn, we do bequeath a very brilliant bookkeeping class. 3. lo Miss Mason, we do bequeath a Senior class who has a splendid record in deportment—especially when she leaves the room. 4. To Miss Babbit we do bequeath an English class who loves to write poetry and is gifted in long theme writing. 5. To Mi-. Wells we do bequeath a class who has true school spirit. 6 To Miss Monier we do bequeath a gym class who is quick to obey orders. 7. lo Mr. Kofoed we do bequeath a History class who recites perfectly every Monday. 8. 1 o Mr. Hatland we do bequeath the assurance that in his future classes there will be none who lets the chicken-house fire go out. Section Two—Bequests to the Classes. 1. To the freshman Class we do bequeath our ability to present entertainments in the General Assembly. 2. To the Sophomore Class we do bequeath our place as the “Honor Class.” 3. To the Junior Class we do bequeath our Home Room and our cooperation in publishing the sixth volume of the Walnut Tree. Section Three—Individual Bequests. 1. I, Edna Sweetnam, do bequeath my silence to Imogene Ross. 2. I, Max Brokaw, do bequeath my numerous dates to Edwin Wilson. 3. I, Cyrus Gonigam, do bequeath my small stature to Harvey McKinney. 4. I, Adrian Bullington, do bequeath my ability as an orator to Willie Ohda. 5. I, Allan Fox, do bequeath my musical ability to Homer Hopkins. 6. I, Herman Nelson, do bequeath my marcel to Bernice Sweetnam. 7. I, Earlene McElvania, do bequeath my ability to make trial balances to Berneil Hasenyager. 8. I, Catheryn Quilter, do bequeath my skill as a tennis player to Helen Baumgartner. 9. I, Doris Minier, do bequeath my ability as snap-shot editor of the Walnut Tree to Clyde Conley. 10. I, Marian Kiser, do bequeath my dramatic ability to Alden Mungor. 11. I, Audrey Kiser, do bequeath my good deportment grades to Gerald- ine Bowen. 12. I, Julia Espel, do bequeath my fair blushes to Johnnie Foss. 13. I, Beulah Plapp, do bequeath my vocal ability to Alice Keithahn. 14. I, Grace Keithahn, do bequeath my beautiful coiffure to Evelyn Gal-lentine. 15. I, Jeannette Espel, do bequeath my ability as a short-story writer to Cecil Conkling. 16. I, Harold Rudiger, do bequeath my position on the Basketball team to Ward Fisher. 17. I, George Stickle, do bequeath my good humor to Ethel Bohm. 18. I, Herbert Whitver, do bequeath my neckties to Jeff Livey. Page twenty-three

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THE WALNUT TREE sharps and flats floated through the air. Doubly marvelous colors called us out early the next night. The sky was dancing and bright with a multitude of different shades and tints. Earlene McElvania stood before an easel, painting a picture called “A Memory.” The view was of Walnut High School, surrounded now by full-grown trees. We were surprised the following night by the change of colors in the sky. It was covered with brown and gray pictures. The one bright spot in it was Doris Minier holding her camera just as she did way back when she was snap-shot editor of the Walnut Tree. She seems to have become very fond of taking pictures that year and has followed that vocation all her life. On the succeeding night the sky was as white and sanitary looking as the inside of a medicine kit. A team of dogs was being rushed madly across the northern plains. The driver was Adrian Bullington, and by his large kit and the letters ‘ M. D.” one could see that he had taken up the calling of doctor, and had chosen the Arctic snow-plains as his field of work. The following night showed us Grace Keithahn who had married well and lived a quiet life in society. On the next three nights we were favored with three school scenes. In the first of the three the lights glowed softly. We saw Cathryn Quilter telling a story to her kindergarten class. They were gazing at her in wondrous admiration. The second of the three nights showed Julia Espel teaching the seventh and eighth grades of a small town. The pupils were in geography class, studying of the Arctic region. The third of these three nights showed Cyrus Gonigam, old and bespectacled, wearing a small gray goatee, teaching a trigonometry class in Columbia University. Next we saw Max Brokaw working on the last of his multifarious inventions. This was a device, which, acting as a small elevator, enables one to get into an automobile without stepping up. On the next to the last night we beheld Herman Nelson, a prosperous farmer living just west of Walnut. With him was his capable, fat, little wife, once Edna Sweetnam. On the last night the sky was copper-colored. In the sky we saw Beulah Plapp, a missionary among the Indian girls of an Oklahoma Reservation. The Indian Maidens’ attitude gave proof of Beulah’s wonderful ability. Seeing these pictures was certainly the most enjoyable happening of my life, next to going to school at Walnut High. I felt that I must tell you about these scenes. I am sure you would have enjoyed them too. They were a very pleasant diversion in my humdrum lift as maid to the travelling ambassador’s wife’s private secretary. Sincerely, Jeannette Espel. Page twenty-two jummiunri.:innniiiinnitimnn 19 2 7

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Lee Buzzard, Cecil Britt, William Epperson, Loren Hoge, Mr. Kofoed. Virden Kerchner, Clyde Conley, Charles Stone, Ver- non Hoffman, Edwin Wilson. John Foss, Pearl Plumb, Grealdine Bowen, Edna Johnson, Darlene Miller, Evelyn Gallentine, LaVonne Johnson, Fern Ackerson, Beulah Parker, Ramona Mungor, Carl Miller. . Carl Golden, Homer Hopkins, Margaret Schuyf, Pearl Tornow, Wilda Tornow, Berneil Hasenyager, Viola Dimming, Marian Borop, Alvin Birkey.