Alliance High School - Bulldog Yearbook (Alliance, NE)

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THE SPUD 15 Junior-Senior Banquet On Saturday evening, May 1, the Juniors gave the annual banquet to the Seniors in the High School gymnasium. The room had been transformed from the hare place of physical training to a beautiful summer house whose latticed walls were of the lavender and white. Flowering vines clambered over the walls and dainty butterflies sipped the dew from the blossoms. Larger and more gaudy butterflies hovered overhead. The table decorations were also lavender and white. The flowers used were lilacs, violets, sweet williams and apple blossoms. The guests assembled in the lower hall, which had been transformed into a cozy reception room, and from there led by Miss Canfield, marched to the banquet room. The menu was carried out in lavender and white. The banquet was a most sumptuous one and heartily en-joved bv all. MENU Grape Ice Opera Sticks Tuna a la Creole Maryland Chicken Duchess Potatoes Peas aux Macedoine in Patties Parker House Rolls Butter Picklrs Olives Fruit Gellee Salad Nut Bread Bombe Glacee Angclfood Cake Cafe Noir Mints Nuts The serving was done by the following Sophomore girls: Gertrude Madden, Neva Howe, Matilda Frankie, Rose Carlson, Helen Rice, Della IIol-sten, Vera Albro, Florence Atz, and Mable Grassman. The toast list also carried out the idea of a summer garden, and was worked out unusually well. Miss Marian Mote, who was the Queen of the Garden, most fittingly introduced those to respond, who were as follows: Queen of the Garden.....Marian Mote Lavender ........... Donald Spencer Pinks ........... Orville Davenport Brown-eved Susans...Everett O’Keefe Daisies .............. Elting Bennett Sweet Williams ..... Hannah Cotant Johnny Jump-ups .... Dorothy Smith Poppies ...................... Nell Tash Morning Glories .... Janet Grassman Forget-me-nots ..... Miss Sherdeman The Wandering Jew...........Mr. Pate I Radishes

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14 THE SPUD Senior Class Play “Engaged by Wednesday” The Senior play which was given on l'riday, April 9, was a decided success, as has been everything that Class ’15 has ever attempted to do. In accordance with the custom of previous years, the class will leave a memorial in the High School. This year the class decided to get a bust of Washington to match that of Lincoln, both of which will be placed upon the stage in the assembly room. Synopsis ACT I. Aunt Abigail and Mrs. Watson decide that Arthur shall become engaged by Wednesday. Arthur and Lucile each persuade friends to take their places in the engagement idea. ACT II. Gypsies, stolen clothes, quarrels and bazaar. ACT HI. More quarrels, recognition, reconciliations and elopement. Characters Martin Henry, laziest man in the country ............. Ralph Johnson Arthur Matson Elting Bennett Jack, Arthur’s friend Bernard Ilolsten Ted, Arthur’s friend Charles Hannan Pick, Arthur’s friend ............. ................. Orville Davenport Miss Abigail Persons, a woman of idea -..-............. Nell Tash Mrs. W atson, a gentle person ..... ........-.....-...... Glenn Mounts Lucile Persons Lura Hawkins Marie, Lucile’s friend . Ruth Sturgeon Jane, Lucile’s friend Birdene Woods Mabel, Lucile’s friend Dorothy Smith Mary, Martin Henry’s aunt ........ ... .................. Alta Phillips First Girl ........... Lottie Owens Second Girl ............. Adah Hill First Gypsy Alforetta LaMon Second Gypsy..........Viola Kleinke Girls—Nell Keeler, Irma Lotspeich, Mary Patterson, Beulah Reeves. Men—Donald Graham, James Graham. Mr. Lewis (in Animal Husbandry class)—“What is an incubator?” T. F.—“A substitute for a hen.” Viola—“Would you love me as much if father lost his wealth?” R. J.—“He hasn’t lost it, has he?” Viola—“No.” R. -I.—“Of course I would, you silly girl.” C. S.—“What business do you suppose Tzzie will enter?” C. H.—“Judging from the hours he keeps, I should say he was naturally cut out for a milkman.” On the Scottsbluff trip: Waiter—“Will you have a fifteen cent cigar?” Elting—“Yes, if it doesn’t cost more than a quarter.” Norman—“Everett seems to be wandering in his mind.” Irene—“Well, he can’t stray far.”

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THE SPUD 16 Senior Picnic CHARLES HANNAN In the spring of nineteen hundred fourteen, for the first time in the his-tory ol the Alliance High School, the graduating class was given a day off, known as “Senior Day”. The class has the privilege of choosing when the day shall be and what they will do on that day. Our class decided to spend Monday, May 10, picnicing at Rutland. We left Alliance on 41 at 4:20 in the morning, all 'ho planned to go being at the depot bright and early, but Lura, whose alarm forgot to “go off”. The trip up was a jolly one, to be sure, and perhaps no little noise attended us. Some for the first time in history, perhaps, saw tlie sun rise, and one worthy member thought it was the moon setting. After about an hour-and-a-half’s ride, we hailed at Rutland, a small place about the size of Berea. It is situated about a mile from the lower end of the Big Horse Shoe Bend, about five miles from Crawford. As we got off the car one gentleman, e idently a trifle peeved, remarked, Well, I’m glad we’re ditching that bunch of hoodlums, anyway.” After getting off, we had to walk back about a mile and a quarter to a little canon thru which a small stream coursed. Here, at the middle of the Horse Shoe, we made our camp. After waiting two hours for the section foreman to bring us our provisions, and then after an hour spent in preparation, we seated, or perhaps better, laid ourselves before a delicious breakfast of coffee, sandwiches, and fruit. The place is an ideal one for such a picnic, and it is doubtful if it could be beaten anywhere. On one side of our camp, a cliff of soft stone rose sheer seventy-five feet into the air. Above this were other hills and cliffs and valleys, all covered with trees, principally pines. On the opposite side of the camp were other hills and cliffs and valleys, also covered with trees and shrubbery. This is practically a description of the whole country for miles around, even including the stream, for within a radius of only three or four miles, there are no less than a half dozen streams, all having their sources in springs. After breakfasting, we set about exploring the canons and surrounding hills, some going one direction, others, another. About eleven o’clock, attracted by whoops and shouts, we all came together about a half mile up stream, only to find Miss Shcrdeman and some of the girls trying to hide their “pedal extremities” in the clear, cool water. Needless to say, when one of us boys found a stray stocking or shoe on the bank, it immediately got a bath. Displaying slight barbarism, the girls on getting to camp, Roused our coats in the creek. After a good dinner of which broiled steak, baked potatoes and salad were the principals, everybody was quiet, especially Roy and Dorothy, both of whom fell (?) into the creek, while Roy was trying to make Dorothy get her feet in. Later in the afternoon, some let Som-nus creep upon them, others explored further, and still others climbed cliffs until evening. Then it was that a hungry bunch gathered around the camp fire to roast weenies and eat supper. After we had supped and it began to grow dark we built a roaring fire, toasted marshmallows, and played games. The evening’s good time was interspersed with wit “right off the bat” from our own “Mark Twain”, alias Izzie. In due season we journeyed back down the track, met the train, and at 10:45 were on our way towards Alliance. Needless to say our boarding the train meant no peaceful slumbers