Arcata High School - Advance Yearbook (Arcata, CA)

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n I see in Paris a very busy street where there is much noise. A parade led by an American band is coming down the street. Before the band. in A- merican uniform. is a man carrying the American flag The man is Leslie Stromberg. while the leader of the band is Frank Davis. Among the crowd of people fcllnwing the band is Welton Worthington who has an American orchestra in Paris. With him is Laverne Larson, teacher of dancing. The gypsy stopped for a few minutes, and I knew the scene was chang- ing again, but she began directly. Far out on the sea I catch sight of an American cruiser, at the helm I see Alexander MacMillan who has traveled in all corners of the world. Nevertheless, in all his travels he has not forgotten,Eva Stephens. The cruiser nears an island, and I see that someone on the island has drawn the attention of sailors on the boat. The captain is sending sailors with life boats to the island. It seems as though two men have been shipwrecked, and that they have been on the island a long time, for there are beards on their faces, and their clothes are in rags. When they reach Alexander's ship he puts out his hand and shakes hands with them. All seem very glad to see one another. The two rescued men are William Hale and Harold Sundquist. I wondered how William and Harold had come to be on the island,but I did not find out because the gypsy continued. In sunny Italy I see a beautiful villa. Herbert Lawson lives here. He has married a beautiful Italian maiden. In New York Isee a fashionable girls, finishing school. Miss Dorothy St. Louis is an instructor here, while Clifford Berry and Ernest Henry are the Latin and history teachers respectively. I see also a beautiful church, and as I look inside itI see that a wedding is in progress. The smiling and blushing bride is Mary Board. ' I waited anxiously for the gypsy to continue, for I knew that she had told me a little of nearly every one of my classmates, and I was anxious to hear the rest. However, I did not have to wait, for she proceeded. I see aranch house not many miles from here. In it are two girls visit- ing. Their names are Dagmar Freeman and Naomi Fox. I determined to see if Icould find these two friends of mine that were so near, butI did not say a word, because the gypsy had not yet told me about myself, and I was very anxious to hear my future. Even as I was thinking, however, the gypsy trembled and then gave a start as she slowly raised her eyes from the crystal. She had not looked up once during her whole recital, so I knew that the spell was broken. I leaned back in disappointment, but then I remembered that she had said that Dagmar and Naomi were not many miles away, so I hurriedly thanked her for her kindness, sprang upon my horse, and started up the trail. To be sure, I had wanted to know what the future had in store for me, but on the other hand, I did not care, for I was happy. Freda Bjornsen 217

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I seea little cottage nestled in some hills. The owners are Frank Acorn and Dorothy Christie? The gypsy said nothing for a while, but at length she began to speak again. The scene has changed to Venice, I see two people in a gondola. The man is Lester Spellenberg who, in order that he may woo the most haughty society woman of Europe and America,has joined the group of Americans who live abroad. The lady is Ruth Brown. 7' The gypsy ran her fingers across the crystal as if to clear away the vision, while I sat waiting, excited and breathless because I was hearing all about my old friends and classmates. She began talking again in her slow voice. I see a hospital where a nurse is sitting beside the bed of a patient. The nurse is Imogene Brundin, but, since the vision of the patient is in- distinct, he can not have been a member of your class. Now I see a great opera house. In the scene is a man whose name is Michael Pontoni. He is the women's idol. The leading lady is a fair-haired, beautiful girl whose name is Lillian Gray. As I glance around through the opera house I see many faces. One attracts my attention because he is look- ing and smiling at the two acting upon the stage. His name is Clemens Mc- Claskey. He is a wealthy broker. I did not say a word for fear of breaking the spell, but just drew in my breath with a glad sigh, for as the gypsy talked, I again saw the dear faces I had known in old A. U. H. S. where I had spent four very happy years My reverie was interrupted by the gypsy. I see two women hurriedly walking down a crowded street in Pekin. They are missionaries whose names are Kathleen Anderson and Estelle Preston. I also see the palace of the Emperor. He and the United States ambassador are in conference. The ambassador is Wanah Randle. Above the emperor's palace is a very large aeroplane. In it is a man named An- drew Smith, who is captain of the world's largest passenger plane. Two passengers I see very clearly. One is Alexia Devlin, a society belle, and the other is Monroe Spaght, a man of great wealth in the United States. I did not wonder much at Monroe's progress, because anyone who had been as studious as he had been in high school would naturally become a great man. The gypsy's voice broke in on my thoughts as she continued speaking. In the castle of Sweden I see a man who used to go with you to high school. His name is William Lundberg. Because of his ability to speak the Swedish language and because of his knowledge of the immigration question he has been asked to confer with the king of Sweden about the Swedish immigrants to the U. S. The fortune teller kept right on. 115

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.2 4 im TBUS?-'A , EI-IIN We, the seniors of the Arcata Union High School, realizing that the time is drawing near when we must leave our beloved school, and wishing to show no partiality in disposing of our worldly goods, do hereby make our last will and testament: To the faculty we leave the wish that they may sometimes in the fut- ure have the privilege of teaching another class as brilliant as ourselves. To the Juniors we bequeath room fifteen, and our section of the as- sembly, hoping that they wlll have more success in obtaining seats when assembly bells are rung than we before them have had. To the Sophomores we leave our dignity, hoping they will use it on all state occasions, as we have done. To the Freshmen we leave the comforting prophecy that All green things grow. Individually, we bequeath as follows: I, Frank Acorn, do bequeath to Walter Baldwin, my athletic figure. I, Kathleen Anderson, bequeath to Evelyn Stouder, my interest in a certain Ford coupe. I, Clifford Berry, will to Homer Spellenberg my manner of captivating the girls. A I, Freda Bjornsen. bequeath my long dress to Myrle McPherson. 1, Mary Board, do leave my height to Bethel Munn. I, Ruth Brown, leave my Danny to the care of Elsie Soderman. I, Imogene Brundin, bequeath my bobbed hair to Alice Lawson. I, Dorothy Christie, do bequeath my unlimited supply of hair nets to Elizabeth Christie. We, Lorna Cochrane and Alexia Devlin, do leave to Helen Pritchett and Marie Kern our liking for Eureka boys. I, Frank Davis, bequeath my dramatic ability to Merle McCann. 1, Naomi Fox, will to Miss Gallagher my ever present desire to eat. I, Dagmar Freeman, leave to Lois McDowell my art of casting coquet- tish glances. I, Lillian Gray, do bequeath my knowledge of Spanish to Fred Tomlin- son. We, William Hale and Harold Sundquist, do bequeath to Bertha Monroe and Agda Eklund our positions as Mr. Cooperrider's secretaries. 18