Big Sandy High School - Pioneer Yearbook (Big Sandy, MT)

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THE CENTENNIAL CLASS WILL I, Thelma Fouts, leave to Miss Dorothy Morefield, my debating ability, my bobbed hair, and sundry remembrances of a certain “Swift Johnnie.” I, Irene Vallie, bequeath to Miss Sadie Haakensen, my well-known ability to “knock ’em dead.” I, Floyd Sprague, leave and bequeath to anyone who can find use for them, certain articles of wearing apparel which I have worn at various times attached to the tail of my white sweater. I, Pearl Allderdice, bequeath to Mr. John Hemenway, one set of beau- tiful yellow curls. I, Stella Goecks, leave to Mr. Herbert Goecks my studiousness and ability to absorb physics. I am sure he will find ample use for it in the years to come, and I, naturally, wish to keep this quality in the family as much as possible. I, Raymond Flaherty, bequeath to Mr. (Scotty) Cameron, my pleasant fun-loving disposition, as Mr. Cameron seems to need something to break the monotony of his frown, especially in agronomy. I, Gladys Sturdevant, do hereby bequeath and leave my most treas- ured possessions, my dignity and soberness in class, to Miss Schurmann. I, Esther Kuest, leaving now to become a movie actress, bequeath the ability to put a punch into the H. S. plays to Miss Bessie McClellan. I, Pearl Marty, leave to anyone who can catch him, Mr. Herschel Smith. I, Florence Vallie, bequeath to Miss Alice Lee, one set of large ear puffs, one small powder puff, and two dabs of face powder. I, Bertha Keller, do hereby will and bequeath to Miss Margaret Nass. that well-known record for punctuality left me by Mr. Marion Lund and which he received from Mr. T. N. T. Tingley. I, Howard Bartlett, being about to pass forever from this school, have, at the insistance of several friends, decided to clear up for the benefit of the curious, the secret of My pretty curly hair. In doing so, I bequeath to Miss Selma Simonsen, one electric curler. I, Lucille Pierce, do hereby will and bequeath to Mr. John Bartlett, one set of solid geometry covers. The contents do not go with the covers, as I have digested them. But the covers were just a little too much for me. I, Jennie (Weller) Rutledge, having had very striking success follow- ing the instructions given in my book, bequeath, will and leave, with full rights and possession, to be used as she sees fit, to Miss Mary Linn, said book entitled, “How to Catch a Husband.” I, Cecil Mack, bequeath to Mr. Ralph Barker, the terrible labors and many hours of strenuous work expended in dodging classes and doing every- thing but studying. May he spend his time next year doing the same. I, M. P. Moe, bequeath to Prof. White the arduous task of spending about a quart of good breath every three minutes telling the students as- sembled there that it is not a period for visiting, but a study period. Signed, sealed and executed this third day of May, in the year of our Lord, 1923, at two P. M. by the Court House clock. CLASS OF ’23 Big Sandy High School. (SEAL) Signed: —Cecil Mack, ’23 M. P. Moe I. E. White

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THE CENTENNIAL CLASS WILL We, the Senior Class of ’23, of the Big Sandy High School, of Big Sandy, Montana, on this day departing forever from the joys and duties, as well as frequent sorrows (attendant upon our neglecting to spend sufficient time and effort on our several subjects and studies, especially chemistry and physics), appertaining to, and as a result thereof, our attendance at said Big Sandy High School, desiring to will and bequeath such of those joys and du- ties, as well as a full allowance of said sorrows, with full rights and posses- sion thereof, as we find it impracticable or undesirable to take with us, to certain needy classes and individuals, do here and now, in the presence of competent legal authority, make, sign and seal, this, our last Will and Tes- tament. To the hard-working but somewhat conceited members of the present Junior class, those who will commit almost unimaginable atrocities in the name of the Senior class of the said Big Sandy high school in the coming year, we, the said present Senior class of the said Big Sandy high school, will, bequeath and leave to them, all of our struggles to master and under- stand the intricacies and perplexities attendant upon our study and pursuit of that higher mathematics, physics. To these aforenamed coming Seniors, we of the Solid Geometry class leave a few of our trials and tribulations and efforts to make a circle out of straight lines, to measure points which have not dimensions, and to under- stand that a sphere is not round, but just looks like it is. To this coming class also we leave all of our sore eyes, headaches and brain fags derived from a noble attempt to understand and enjoy the “His- tory of American Literature.” May they find more entertainment and pleasure in its perusal than we did. To Masters Wilfred Ashton, Don Grubbs, Floyd Hansen and Googles Robertson, we leave and bequeath the last four seats in Senior Row, in the hope, perhaps vain, that under the sobering influence of the said seats in the Senior Row, these aforenamed people may become students of the high- est perfection in propriety and good behavior, so the coming teachers of the said Big Sandy High School may point to these students as the models of studiousness and good behavior for the coming Freshmen to model them- selves after. Besides the above named articles of this Will and Testament, certain members of our class wish to leave other and more personal bequests to cer- tain needy members of next year’s classes and faculty, to-wit: I, Pearl Hadley, finding that I am not likely to need quite so much extra length in my business of teaching school, have decided to leave one foot and seven and two-thirds inches of said length to Miss Lottie Heise, who is sadly deficient along that line. We, Fern Worsteil and Clifford Craft, jointly, and as one, unite in bequeathing to Miss Irma Arnold and Mr. Homer Campbell respectively, our seats in Senior Row, these seats so placed as to afford an unexcelled position for the exchange of confidences, for which purpose we have used them all this year, should have an unusual appeal to Miss Arnold and Mr. Campbell. I, Warren McClintick, having found my poker-like back of great use while in school, and feeling that I no more have need of it, will and bequeath it to Mr. Herschell Hurd. I, Marvin Snow, leave my speed in the various track events to Mr. Dosia Shults. Also I leave one good pair of track shoes, good as new, to any one whom they will fit.

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THE CENTENNIAL CLASS PROPHECY TIME—7:30 P. M., Friday 13, 1943. PLACE—New auditorium of Big Sandy High School. SETTING—The new auditorium has been in a commotion all day, preparing for the reunion banquet to be held there. Pearl (Marty) and Herschell Smith went in their limousine to the station to meet Mr. and Mrs. Moe, who were to arrive on the 7:00 o’clock train. The members of the class thot they had given them time to erase the grime of travel, and promptly at 7:30, the old time Senior class entered the Smith home in a body, crying, “Surprise, surprise!” Mr. and Mrs. Moe were surely surprised and rushed into the room, forgetting collar and hair pins at the sound of many familiar voices. There was a hearty handshaking all around and everyone was trying to talk first, when Raymond drew the attention of the crowd by rapping loudly on the table and saying, “When do we eat?” Pearl, our former class president, then obtained the floor and in- formed the guests that a sumptuous banquet had been prepared in the school auditorium. In a very few moments we were all seated at the banquet table. Cecil arose to his feet and suggested that Mr. Moe act in his usual of- ficial position as toastmaster, and sat down ’midst loud applause from everyone as Mr. Moe rose. “This is certainly the most enjoyable and pleasant surprise of my many years in this good old world of ours. When Browning penned the lines: ‘Grow old along with me, The best is yet to be.’ he certainly read into the future with accuracy. What could be a greater joy than to be here with you tonight and rehearse the pleasures, trials, tribu- lations and accomplishments of the class of ’23 during the past twenty years. The honor you have bestowed upon me to act as toastmaster for this occa- sion is most highly appreciated. Being with you again brings back vivid pictures of our many pleasant associations during the three years we labored and frolicked together in Big Sandy. “Since Cecil was so kind as to call on me I think I shall turn the ta- bles and ask to hear from him.” “As usual, I haven’t much to say except that I’m making use of my knowledge I gained from teaching solid geometry when Prof, was gone. Well, I am now a professor of Math, in Harvard college, and I don’t fear my life either when I assign four propositions.” “There always were so many girls in the class of ’23, I think we had better hear from one of them. I’m sure Fern has something interesting to say.” “Me! Oh, is it my turn? Well, you must all have seen the latest styles right from Paris. They are the work of my hands. My establish- ment is patronized by the whole world and it fills me with ecstasy when I think of my celestial creations on my lovely and adorable models.” “I certainly feel it is my duty to call on Pearl very early in the eve- ning as she has done much to make this occasion possible.” “Course I haven’t much to say. I taught school a year and then Herschell and I were married. We continued our educational work and to- day we both have a B. A. and Herschell has finished his no graduate