Astoria High School - Zephyrus Yearbook (Astoria, OR)

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( i ■ i ' ,i)” ,v.ar tans I, air, anj I also foun.l that Klla atol I.eola tvere the only converts that he had been aide to train. , , , , s 1 left “(Jea,’ T heard “Waffs” mutter, “You don t have ,o be Larsen to be crazy.” “Almost,” I said. ‘AYatrs” and I then walk¬ ed to his rooms, and there we talked over old tunes and ot old fi lends. “Where is “Heinie” Jeldness?” I asked. Wa rs” answered sadly, “Tfeinie is among- the dead. Dead!” said I. “Oh, that is too bad, when did he die? lie didn’t die,” said “Wags.” “He is an rndertaker at Goble.” Suddenly I saw through the joke. “And where is Tunie Juntti?” “Oh,” said “Wags,” she is a school teacher in the Clat.skanie high school.” ‘ And Victor Moore, what d’ him?” lie tends bar,” said “Wags.” ‘ ‘ A saloon-keeper 1 ’ ’ said I . “Xo, no saloon-kcepei , he is janitor in the Court House, said “Wags.” “What of Kate Barry, A.sta Hauge, and Edith Lorn.sten ? Are they dead, or do they keep salomis?” 1 asked, somewhat piiiued at “Wags” jokes. “Xo,” said “Wags.” “They run a cannery. “Kun a cannery! said I, “ Why man, the fish industry was abandoned ten years ago.” “I didn’t say that they had anything to do with fish; they are the English teachers in A.stc'ria’s three high schools. With this I shied a plate, but he laughingly ducked, and said, “Don’t get sore. Bill. It didn’t help any, so I cooled down and asked “Wags, ‘‘What fdiout Esther .h‘1t('rs? Is she with the (haul or is she another joke? No, said Wags, She' isu t a joke, she is the mayor at War- K'liton on a r( form tii-kcd, and k(“cps all lazy jieople and grafters go¬ ing some, I can tell you.” Dh, 1 shaw, W aii-s, lets go up to yooi- romus. I am sleepy.” W’e talked a while, and the last that 1 heard was “Whigs chuckliim to himsi'If. )■) Wh B. Wh

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Lenoiv M('( i ivyoi’ I found t(t ho a doctor as jolly and happy as shi h.ad l)ccn in the mod old school days. After 1 had left Ijtniore's office and wa.s takiny in the t(- vn. iny attinition was called to a reiiia.rkahh woman standini;' in a cart, trying’ with mnch yt'stnriny and lond taikinti;, to sell .soiiu kind of a patent inedieiiu'. I thonyht 1 i-eeo iiizcd h.er. so 1 st(“pi)ed closer. At that ininnte she tniaied her fac-e towards me. and [ reeounized deiinie dolnsson. I imuh myst'lf known and .l(‘nnie told me how she was niakiim' a yrand sneeess of selling' a drny, a enre fe.)' all e ■ils and ills, d'his drny was made hy Anynst I’esehl, one of tin best known fake doetoi’s of Amei’ica. 1 hid her oodhye and started down the stri'ct. I had seare(‘ly yone ten steps when a proce.s,sion of peoide with spades ami shovels over their shonldei’s came walkiny down the street, sinyin lustily. At theii' head marched a man who looked familiar, so I iiave a sliyht whistle. The man turned around, walked quickly to me, and extended his hand, with a “Ilow'de Bill.” “Why John, how are yon? What are you doin ?” While askiny these (piestions 1 was lookiny John carefully ovei', and observed that he was dreessed in tlu‘ latest style, with a heavy yold chain across a plaid vest, and everythiny els( to match. ] said “Oh, llo. old felh.w, yon are a sportiny man. are yon?” John Granhery then said: “Oh. yon .see, I an a walkiny deleyate tor the Glam I)iyyei-s' rnion and we aiv out on a strike, Solony. ” Walkiny farther down the street I saw a small hand of people— two women and one man. The man was Instily hlowiny a cornet, and the women were rattliny tambourines and sinyiny “Salvation w the B est Thiny in the World.” On nearer approach I r( coynize(i the two women as Leola Ball and Ella Karinen. I did not at tii-st rta-oy- nize the man, hi'acn-o of his uniform and his lony brown hair which hnny in ti’esses over his shoulders. I saw “Ways” Eakin linrryiny hy, so T stoi)ped him, and asked him the name of yonder individual with the lony hair. I will in- ti'odma him to yon,” says “Ways, and with tl'.esi' woi'ds lu“ titok me by th( arm, marclual me up to the man and said .Mr. (ica Lai- seii, h't me inti'odncc’ y n to Bill Wcotton.” . t the sound of Ways voice, the man turned and wrnny my hand, seeminyly vei-joyed to see me ayain. After a yreat deal of (inestioniny. 1 found that “G ‘a ' had estahli'.-hed a new reliyion, that helief (d‘ which was that the men mn.st

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1bi9tor of the Claes of 1912 Fivsluiian Year. 1 lu' class of IDl'J liad th(' largest Mii“iiil)cr.sliij) of any class, then in the high school. 'I’lie class was soon organized with the following competent otficers : First Term : Pre.sident. Clyde 'frnl linger. Vice-President. William AVoottoii. Secivtary, Virginia Petersen. Second Term : Pi'esident, August Pe.schl. Vice-President. Rernice IcCregor. Secivtary. Virginia Petersen. Fnder the care of i Ir. Brayton our studies began. Did anyone iver bring .snuff to sehool ? It is an event to be remembered that K. B. remained in our history class but two days all tei-m. (fui‘ class was distinguished by the fact that one of its members. August Peschl, gained a position on the football team where he won many honors for his class and himself. ( )nce upon a time, as the .story goes — some strange things happen¬ ed at school. ( )ur books wiu'e removed, whereat all of ns took tests for lack of the necessary ('(pni)ment to do anytliing else. The alfair was not so fnnny when the hoys were made to carry all the books down from their biding i)lace. And then the Freshmen picnic — Oh. what spoid ! The crowd land¬ ed at Knappton amidst a downpour of rain. Bnt what of that to the .siiii'it of the class t'f 1!IP2? An empty building was found and a ])lcasant time was s])ent in dancing and other amusements. After lunch the class e.xplonel the surrounding country and then cruised up and «iown the river befon returning. Mr. Smith, .Mi’. Brayton. .Miss Tluls and .Miss Badollet weri' thi' cbaiierons of the occasion. Sophomore Year. Firs Term : Vice-President, IMervyn Troyer.