West High School - Hesperian Yearbook (Minneapolis, MN)

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STUDENT COUNCIL Back Row: BernharJ, Drake, Dixon, Koehler, Barnum, Curlit Third Row: Fon ter. Yoke, 1st in, Strand, Irei Srcond Row: Greer, Wat ion, McCulloch, DodJ Front Row: Mm Utley, aJvher; ReeJ, vice-president; Cobb, preiident; Robb, tecrelary; Carpenter Not in picture—Kline COWBOY COUNCIL The sun was setting over the rim of the Mystic Isles as 'Two-eyed' Cobb came plunging up to the door of the Lazy W ranch.” Thus opens the first chapter of the Cowboy Council. We find the young hands confronted with the difficult task of lassoing some two thousand and herding them into the auditorium. After following several bum steers, the council pulled out its shooting irons and started to work in earnest. The members removed their respective sombreros and thoughtfully scratched their heads. A regular job of our heroes is riding the range in 302 and outlying pastures. They keep the herd quiet and watch them graze in the fields of learning. The cowboys also staged an international rodeo Green and White Day. Swiss, Scotch, French, German, and English—all were represented. The point system was examined from all angles as usual. At last Daredevil Dixon hit upon the plan of herding the mavericks into appointed stalls, and John N. Greer, owner of the ranch, told Bob to go to it; so in true orderly Western style, the cattle were corralled. They were separated into droves; for instance, the French were isolated from the Germans, the Latin from the Spanish, and so on. They were branded by numbers and moved in orderly lines to the old stamping ground instead of attempting the former wild stampede. Teachers were enlisted as herders, to keep the droves quiet and to keep up a sharp lookout for rustlers. Boys will like this tale of rodeos, rustlers, and rawhides. You cannot go wrong in selecting it as a gift. Two-eyed Cobb,” Sourdough Cy,” and Klevcr Koehler” will become ideals. No boy, or girl either, should be deprived of the thrilling experience awaiting the reader in these pages.

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ROUND TABLE Back Row: Thin, Baxter, Mann, Thacker, In me Sf.cond Row: Gram, Yerxa, Nye, D. Winn, Hopper. Pierson Faont Row: Wright, lice-president; Mill Lockhart, aJtiter; G. Winn, president; Avery, treasurer; Malsed AT THE COURT OF LOCKHART Then up rose King Winn and he spoke, Let it be written that Ladies Pike and Wright and Sir Malsed be keepers of the portals during the first hour, and in the succeeding period Sir Thiss shall perform those duties. Subsequently Lady Graves shall take them upon herself and at the sounding of the gong denoting the beginning of the fourth hour, she shall surrender them unto Lady Avery and myself, and we, in turn, to Ladies Winn and Pierson and Sir Mann, who, in turn, give them unto Lady Nye, Sir Broughton and myself. And I further charge you, each and everyone, to exercise extreme care in the collection of Library Slips and to distribute them to their respective rooms. And furthermore let there be no obnoxious or obstreperous noises in my domain. You shall take it upon you, individually and collectively, to subdue promptly and properly all persons creating disturbances. I have conferred with Mile. Lockhart and she has ratified all my commands to you. Let it be so. As a consequence of King Winn’s inspired speech, at every hour there is to be found presiding over the Lockhart domain cither a knight or a lady of the Round Table. Faithful to their king, all Library Slips are diligently collected and invalid ones ferreted out. And woe betide the unhappy vassal who played truant instead of paying homage to King Winn and his court. It was through the intensive efforts of the Court of Winn that such thick silence reigned throughout the tiers of tomes. Due to a conspicuous lack of dragons and maidens in distress, no spectacular rescues were executed, but King Winn still holds forth hope for the future.

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FRENCH CLUB Back Rom: , f Lanxbhn, Dkkimon, GooJipeeJ, In inf, l.em trom, Frinberg, Ward, Wilcox Sixth Row: Mori. A. Dwyer, Hopper, I. Dnyer, lonap, Farehon, Bayer Fifth Row: Shint. Stem, Cooperman. II ynun, Klrmomer, Weld, Lajoie, Yerxa Fourth Row: Bell, Meal, Valiqnette, WoeUer, Baker, Emit, An Jr non Third Row: Date, Hiller man, Reif, WHIioms, Hamilton, Singer Stcond Row: Gibion, Randolph, Dodd, McAfee, Greer, Kronick, EJqniit Front Row: Palmlraf; Barnnm, tier-president; Ryan, pretiJrnt; Avery, treamrer; leuell, Kimball OUR LITTLE FRENCH FRIENDS Every child numbers among his dearest memories his imaginative journeys into foreign places. Dearer than any tangible friends are his mythical companions. They arc all-beautiful, all-pcrfcct. Do not therefore deprive yourself of the numberless joys you will find within the pages of this magical talc of sunny France. In it you will find living, breathing characters from a land flowing with the milk and honey of history. The story itself concerns a group of young American people interested in the study of the land of Libert e, Egalitc, et Fra crni e. They speak in the language of Marie Antoinette and warble the strange syllables, also, in such compositions as Sermons la Saladc.” We gather from numerous discussions that the group has been in the habit, for several years, of sending money at Christmas time to the French children who were orphaned by the war. The offering is used to purchase books and clothing. But this year the depression is on. Can they spare the five dollars? If so, should they send it away to feed France or should they use it to relieve Minneapolis? Fears and pleas for the orphans wring the reader’s heart strings. One should read the book to discover the outcome but we cannot bear to leave you in the agony of suspense. They did send it! See ad. Aside from the aforementioned benefits, the reader becomes conversant with the French language. Miss Hiscock, the adviser of the group, provides simple little lessons which may be easily mastered by the most uncultivated mind. Before he knows it one is astounding one’s friends by asking for spare ribs and sauerkraut, or lude-fisk and apple strudel in the tongue of the immortal Napoleon.