Wausa High School - Viking Yearbook (Wausa, NE)

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feet on top of many papers piled on his desk. He is dictating to af pretty little secretary, whom I immediately recognize .as Gladyce Lind. At first, the man in the chair seemed unfamiliar, but I now recognize him as my old friend, Lester Skoglund. He is an executive in the Boening Aircraft Company in Glendale and, I might add, doing quite well for himself and his little secretary. Quickly the scene shifts to Quebec. A new sight meets my eyes. It seems to be a large apartment building. It has just been completed by that budding architect, Gene Johnson. The build- ing is owned and operated by Arlene Poole and LoVaine Hult, and is built on the site of the old Granada Apartments. Now, again the scene moves on. Suddenly I see the Wausa High School. As the smoke takes me inside the building I see my old classmate, Arlene Dahl, who has risen to the position of principal and shorthand instructor, She seems very happy and contented. I think the reason might be the sparkling ring on the third finger of her left hand. A Again the setting changes and I hear singing coming from the Metropolitan Opera House in New York City. As I move closer I see our own Mxaxine Swanson, who has risen to the top as a great singer. As she sings, the picture shifts to her accom- panist whom I easily recognize as that lovable classmate of mine, Nathalyn Krohn. I And now, as suddenly as I had left California, the smoke takes me to a large poultry farm on the west coast. As the smoke begins to clear away I see a. blonde man come running out of one of the buildings, closely pursued by a large white rooster. 'At once I recognize him as my old classmate, Donald Osberg. The next vision carries me back over the mountains to Colorado. There I see a man sorting mail on a streamliner run- ning between Denver, Colorado and Casper, Wyoming. He seems to be Very occupied with his work, but as the train slows down he quickly finishes his work. Then, as he steps from the mail' car, I recognized him as Donald Pearson. The next scene takes me to the sandhills of Nebraska where I see two young men engaged in ranching. I quickly recognize them as Ronald Swanson and Dale Shallberg. They are engaged in a heated argument as to whether Ronald can jump the corral fence. This controversy is soon cut short. A large Hereford bull charges at them and both men clear the fence in a hurry. Also in Nebraska I find Phyllis Anderson all dressed in white. She is nursing in a hospital for sick cats, and works from morning till night. It seems that many of the graduates of the Class of '44 like California, for as the picture moves on I see a blue Dodge stop in front of a bank in Berkeley. From it steps a blonde young lady whom I recognize as Shirley Peters. As the scene follows her inside I discover that she is private secretary to the presi- dent of the bank. She seems quite satisfied with her Work and has set an excellent example for future secretaries to follow.

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L, Borg being the speaker. Commencement exercises were also held in the Auditorium on May 18. K. N. Parke, of c the Wayne State Teacher's College, delivered the address at the exercises. We, the class of '44 have had many enjoyable times as well as trials and tribulations, in our four years in Wlausa High School. May the knowledge we have gained there bring success and happiness to everyone of us in the future. 00900 SENICIR CLASS PRCIPHECY Today as I was napping I heard a rap at my door. As I was greatly annoyed at being disturbed, I reluctantly came to my feet and slowly went to answer the door. As I opened it an aged Chinaman stood before, me. He said, I heard you sent for me. My name is Confucius. I have traveled from the home of my hon- orable ancestors so that I can be at your command. Now my dear readers, I trust you have all heard of Con- fucius, that superhuman with those mystic oriental powers. This aged man can see into the darkest corners of the earth and can foretell events to such an accurate degree that the wholeworld listens to every word he utters. He kindly consented to foretell the future of the Class of 1944 of Wausa High School. He did not know what a difficult task he had undertaken. During the four brief years of high school the Class of '44 added much to the history of the school, and set an example which future classes might well follow, Recognizing him, I immediately bade him to come in and be seated. The aged Chinaman seated himself in my favorite arm chair and lighted his long stem Nargile. The smoke begins to curl up toward the ceiling. Soon it starts to form strange mystic scenes which I watch in fascination. To my surprise, I see the members of the Class of '44 leaving the school building. As they trudge away each one casts longing looks back, as they recall the many pleasant days which have been spent there. This scene slowly fades and a swift series of events flash by. I am aware that time has passed with the smoke and it is now about twenty-five years later. I watch the varying scenes with a great deal of pleasure as the careers of my classmates flash by me, one by one. The first person I recognize is Eva May Dillman, deep in the heart of the African jungle. As usual, she is in an argument with an African native, King Wishy Washy, I gather from this that she is trying to persuade him of the little value' of ivory and is using all her salemanship as a foreign diplomat. n Quickly the scene changes to an office in California. Here I see an individual sitting in a large over-stuffed chair, with his

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Next I am carried across the quiet Pacific to the little country of Siam. Here, as the scene takes me inland, I find two more classmates, Lorayne Shallberg and Mardelle J ohnson, These two girls are missionaries and doing an excellent 'job of helping the Eatives, Mardelle as a medical missionary, and Lorayne as a eac er, As we start off again a, large battleship comes into the scene. As it moves closer I see the sailors busy polishing the guns and swabbing the deck. As I look closer I see two familiar faces. They are Albur Peters and Elton Greenwall as boat-swains. They are sitting astride the large guns and making a poor at- tempt to polish them. . V A few scenes flash by rapidly and I see the Fremont High School. Here Lois Erickson is busily working in the normal train- ing department. She is getting along very well and has gone far in her profession. Further on flashes of color come into view. As the flashes become more distinct, I realize that I am in ai little hat shop in Paris. While trying on hats, I seem to recognize the clerk. Look- ing more directly in her face I remember her as my old classmate Elaine Landholm. Although she seldom wears a hat, she seems to take a great delight in the designing of hats, 3 I next see a speedway in the scene. It seems that as the race is drawing to a close, a large blue and silver racer suddenly flashes to the front and roars down the straight-away to win. As the driver steps from the pit and removes his helmet I realize that it is Lamont Larson whose hair had turned silver under the constant strain of driving. This was only one of his many victories. The scene again changes and this time I see the capital at Washington. As the picture grows clearer I see our 'silver tongued orator, Ruth Skoglund. She seems to have the floor and is trying to persuade her colleagues in the House that every woman should have an equal share in the wealth of the nation. Now the scene changes to Bloomfield. The smoke takes me to a Beauty shop. Here I see Audrey Frevert fixing people's hair in the latest styles. She has invented a machine that puts a wave in a persons hair that stays in permanently. Audrey did not par- ticularly invent this machine to get out of work. Her business is io gloodl that she does not have time to wave the people's hair y an . The pipe is now slowly beginning to cool and as the last scene flashes before me, I see Norma Hillberg. She is bending over a.desk and seems to be busy, trying to make her books balance. Norma has gradually worked up to the top and is now the manager of the Farmers Union Store at Wausa. -Madylin Nixon