Wauneta High School - Broncho Yearbook (Wauneta, NE)

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Junior Lewis who has risen from the oosition of Sherift Bungle to Chief of the Chicago detective force , Nellie Anderson v as working in Hull House in the ( ago slum district Her most interesting case v as thati the former Miss Josephine Kitt and her nineteen childly who lived in a room ten feet square. Jo had tried to I port her family by playing her trumpet on the street cc By this time the machine lens were adjusted so as] portray a circus in Ohio; my eyes beheld a sign bearirn Charlotte Thoren's name The sign said, See Queen Cta lotte dip 200 feet into a teacup . Inside on a platfor, sat Charlotte holding a piece of paper on which was wri ten 200 feet. Daintily dipping the paper in a teacup she bowed to the hearty appause and assured her audientr that it was nothing at all . In another side show, a remarkable mind reading parrot v as being ballyhooed It had a beautiful red plume on top of its head and its proud owner and pub- ■ licity agent was Miss Eva Kerchall. ‘ In the big tent, co-starred with the man on the flying trapeze v as Iola Parker attired in a grass skirt which enabled her to float through the air with t the greatest of ease . 6 At HileahPark controlling the pari-mutual betting machine was Keith Lev is, his books balanced, strange as it may seem. = I saw a white haired lad£ sitting in a room decor ated with many teacher's certificates. Esther Brown's hair had become white by the trying duties of teachings her own and other people’s children. Esther's teacher1! certificates reminded me that Leatha Stock had wanted t be a teacher once. ' instantly changed to a small town. Whitt from head to toe , Leatha came trotting out of a flour ra and greeted a (snstomer. In a Minneapolis firm, I saw Lola Stinette occupy ’ ing the position of Budget Manager. She had acquired h training very early when she v as under the influence of a Scotchman during her high school days.

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CLASS PROPHECY One evening in 1955 as I was operating my television equipped radio, a face that was vaguely familiar come upon the screen. Immediately I realized why it was familiar when the announcer said, You have just been listening to the eminent inventor, Dr. Alvin E. Rueter. He has told you about his remarkable new machine which enables one to see any part of the world by merely pressing the button. This new electrical device has brought about world-wide acclaim. ' Resolving to look up my old school chum, I took my largest plane and flew to New York. Finding his name and address in a classified directory, I hurried to his laboratories. He welcomed me very cordially and insisted that I lunch with him. During the course of our conversation, we started reminiscing about our good old school days. I remarked that it would be interesting to see all our old classmates and know how they were treating the Well, th.t's simple, said Alvin, come on in the laboratory and we 11 see if my machine is as good as they say it is. I fiflJcwcd him in, and he pressed a small button on the side of a fearful looking machine4 You t .ke that lens over there, he put in, and 1 11 look in this one. Through these lens, I saw a tensely dramatic scene in an operating room. There conducting the operation was Myrna Athey, daintily holding up an adenoid. The nurse standing close by with the ether cap was none other them Marjorie Gregory. Her big feet at l..st came in handy. In this day and age, Marjorie is obliged to use the stock phr.se- Itfs quintuplets. -Myrna left the operating room to call on one of her patients, Ruth Gauger. She was badly beaten up as the result of a fierce argument with her husb nd over the beet w .y to sweep a floor. Myrna went down to the w-itirg room and assured Jake that she was doing as well as could be expected. Jake was the same curly he. ded Gerald 7ade I had known in high school. The scene then changed to Chic-go where we found world.

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I found Luc-ille Hamilton was a registered life guard at Palm Beach. Her ambition was to prevent people from ’Drown”-ing as capable as she did once. A theatre flashed across the lens, and the feature was ’Sixteen Husbands on a Bender. One of the character leads as capably played by Miss Vivian Terry in the role of the lousekeeper. Vivian is now ’’America’s Sweetheart.” In the news reel I learned that several of the great .eaders of gangland had been captured. Public Enemy No. 1 lonfessed his name was Otto Nordhausen and that he had been :onnected with the famous red trunk mystery which had baffled olice for over fifteen years. Geraldine von Stade was conducting a beginner’s type-riter class in the fine art of typing with long finger-ails. She occasionally played as Jean Harlow the twenty ec ond’s s tand-in. Next I saw Esther Terry in a kitchen. She had her ears Lugged with cotton and a bandage around her head. As she )ok an aspirin we noticed a curly-headed gentleman in the Drner practising long and hard on a bass horn. The next scene to appear before my eyes wasEthel mrtevant very angrily scolding a meek traffic-cop, namely inneth O’Neil. She refused to take a ticket for speeding. I had heard some time before that Marie Grimm was a tuman Fly.” Her apartment now became visible and I could se well defined tracks on the ceiling showing that Marie id jlone much worrying lately. Margaret Redden, our class bookworm, is now realizing r dream. She conducts a large Carnegie library in Dallas $ at is, in the daytime. At night, however, there is not better gold-digger in the land. Glancing into the magazine Margaret was reading, I w by an advertisment that my good friend Maxine Terry now making a name for herself by climbing the Swiss Alps, e endorses Life-Annoy soap. She claims there is nothing invigorating as gently bathing one’s ears with this soap ter a steep climb up the Alps. Elwyn Krausnick now esigns gowns in Hollywood for all 3 leadin . stars of the day• Jlis most sensational creation an evening gown of corded satin cellophane featuring a