Weatherwax High School - Quinault Yearbook (Aberdeen, WA)

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QUINIAULT By the time we became Juniors, we began to realize the bigger things of our high school course. This year was very interesting, being full of work and victories for the class of 1918. The year was started out with a rush, and the officers elected were: Carl Anderson, president; Ralph Harris, vice-president; Hannah Schwarz, secretary, and Joe Fox, treasurer. Soon afterwards a constitution was drawn up, and plans for a Junior Prom commenced. The Prom was held on January 19, 1917, and proved a great success. This year we also kept up our end, or even more in various forms of school activities. Many of our boys were on the first football team this year, and our class team won the basketball championship of the school. In debate a team composed of two Juniors and one Senior won the school championship. As we drew near to the close of our Junior year, the United States became involved in the world war, and it was immediately plain that the class of 1918 contained no slackers, six of our number leaving to the remainder of the class, the task of keeping our name untarnished. Seniors! We had finally reached the goal of the Freshman. That is, we were on the home stretch. As Seniors, we now dominated the halls and looked upon the school as our possession, to run and use as we pleased. However, that is not all we did during our last year, for we employed every effort to make of the Senior Class all that it ought to be and all that the name implies. We were indeed fortunate in the selection of our officers for the year, choosing as president, Martha Pearson; vice-president, Roy Peterson; secretary, Hannah Schwarz and treasurer, Beulah Beedon. The Seniors, as usual, had a good representation in athletics, three of the class being letter men on the football team, one on the basketball team and two track letter men. Our first play, “A Perplexing Situation,” was a success in every way, due to the efforts of Miss Rupp who coached it. The second of our triumphs was the fancy dress dance, given in the new gymnasium, which was much enjoyed by all who attended. We carried our Senior Class Play, “The Newlyweds’ Predicament” to a very successful conclusion, having produced one of the most enjoyable theatricals ever given by a Senior Cass. Our next great event was the annual Senior Ball, held on May 10,1918, in the Armory. Naturally at the close of the year, we have been busy with the usual class business always attendant on the busy Seniors, but everyone worked some and enjoyed themselves also. Indeed, our last year under the blue and gold has been the most enjoyable of all our school years. While our class has ever been small in numbers, it has always had spirit enough for a class twice its size. The “Class of 1918” has had a most eventful history, and has won its due share of honors and victories, and now, as the motto suggests, we go “Over the Top’ to fresh conquests in the game of life. HANNAH N. SCTIWARZ. ’18 —18—

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Q U I N I A IJ L T Class Prophecy Goody Broomstick and Goody Scarecrow, witches, just seated themselves at their cauldron in the dim shadows of the Humptulips Woods, casting their mystic spells and calling to old Dickon to nse his magic power. Goody Scarecrow felt the advance of a stranger. G. B.—Here’s another interruption to spoil the mystic spell. G. S.—Ah! Perhaps we shall have a chance to exhibit our art. Me-thinks he will prove a willing listener. Stir the kettle heartily, Goody Scarecrow, for here he approaches. G. B.—Who art thou that darest tread these enchanted realms of Humptulips Woods? (Enter member of Senior Class of 1918.) M. of C.—Are these the mystic witches of Humptulips Woods? Both Witches—WE ARE:' M. C.—As a member of the Class of 1918, I have come to see what will happen to the members of the class at the end of 20 years, that I may report the prophecy at our class night program. G. S.—That will take charms indeed. Sit down while we cast our spell. (Waves wand and chants a weird tune.) I see the mystic E. B. arising in the mists above the kettle. M. C.—Our famous Ed. Bopps. And what then? G. S.—I see a heavy figure lounging in luxury at his favorite club, “The Out of Grub,’’ telling one of his members how he made his fortune by discovering and obtaining a patent on a smokeless and odorless tobacco at which he has made both fame and wealth. M. C.—That can be nobody but Edgar Anderson, better known as “Chocolate.” G. B.—With him is a second person who has the air of a tragedian. M. C.—Roland Gerhardt and no mistake about it. G. B.—He is a second Richard Mansfield starring as “Hamlet.” It seems to be rumored that he is engaged to the 440 pound, 7 foot beauty with the Ding Ling Brothers’ Circus. G. S.—Ah, they are talking about another member of the Class who through his experiences in decorating for the Class dances has proved himself a living wonder as Tarzan the Ape. It’s yourself young man. M. C.— (Laughs). G. B.— (Waves wand and scene changes)—Two fair sisters of the Class have done their patriotic duty and gone to France as Red Cross Nurses. The little one still quite youthful I see living in a little bungalow at Fort Lawton with her husband Major Maybe. The other has followed in the footsteps of her namesake, Florence Nightingale, and is still relieving the suffering ones in the hospital. —20—