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

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THE CENTENNIAL SENIOR PLAY. The Senior play, as well as the Junior play, is looked forward to by all of the people in the community. The Senior play, “The Hoodoo”, a farce in three acts is as entertaining a play as has ever been staged by the B. S. H. S. The play has 22 characters and thus consists of a large percentage of the Seniors. First Brighton Early, who is about to be married to Amy Lee, is presented a scraf pin, an ancient scarab that hoodoos the bearer if he doesn't bury it for twenty-four hours. Brighton doesn’t bury it and has oceans of trouble until Billy Jackson gets it. Billy loses his money, is en- gaged to three women at once and is having an awful time until a burglar who is robbing the place steals it. The burglar is immediately caught and later the scarab is returned to Professor Spiggot, who buries it for the required time. Then the lovers are all married and “live happily ever after.’’ Cast of Characters. Brighton Early, about to be married..........................Hershell Hurd Billy Jackson, the heart breaker.............................Russell Hurd Professor Solomon Spiggot, an authority on Egypt.............John Bartlett Hemachus Spiggot, his son, aged seventeen.......................Sigurd Moe Mr. Malachi Meek, a lively old gentleman of sixty-nine.......Lloyd Callison Mr. Dunn, the burglar...................................... Homer Campbell Miss Amy Lee, about to be manned.............................Lela Robertson Mrs. Perrington-Shine, her aunt and Mr. Meek’s daughter.........Mary Linn Gwendolyn Perrington-Shine, who does just as mamma says..Nettie Siebrasse Dodo De Graft, the Dazzling Daisy..........................Bessie Me Clellan Mrs. Ima Clinger, a fascinating young widow....................... Christine Jensen Angelina, her angel child, age eight.................................. Helen Murry Miss Doris Ruffles, Amy’s maid of honor.....................Agnes Andersen Mrs. Semiramis Spiggot, the mother of seven..................Cora Simonson Eupepepsia Spiggot, her daughter, aged sixteen.........................Bertha Carnahan Miss Longnecker, a public school teacher.............................Clarissa Carnahan Lulu, by name and nature.................................................Irma Arnold Aunt Paradise, the colored cook lady................................ Margaret Ness Four Little Spiggot», .........................................grade children Miss Stark—“What became of the swine that had the evil spirit cast into them?” Ben Wedeking—“They made themselves into deviled ham.” Mrs. M. P.—“I was a fool when I married you.” Mr. M. P.—“I knew that dear, but I thought you would improve.” Christine Jensen—“I shall love to share all your griefs and troubles.” Sam Sprague—“But, darling, I have none.” Christine—-“No, but I mean when we are married.” Mr. White—“What is an oyster?” Clarissa—“An oyster is a fish built like a nut.” Fresh,—“What is heredity?” Senior—“Something a father believes in until his son begins acting like a dam fool.”

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THE CENTENNIAL “Pretty good, but my calling card says ‘Mrs now”, she said, flashing a hand covered with diamonds in front of my eyes. You see, George still worked in a jewelry store, thus getting all her jewels at cost. “Where is your sister, Agnes?” I asked her. “Oh, Agnes is a business woman now. She's working for the govern- ment. At present she is doing all she can to push the irrigation project out on Lonesome Prairie. I surely hope it goes through as it will mean sb much to Mary and Lela.” “You don’t mean Mary Linn and Lela Robertson, do you?” “Certainly, didn't you know they both married Dry-Landers? Agnes says they have ‘awfully’ cute homes and are both the same kids they used to be, but it will surely mean money to them, this irrigation thing.” For a while aill I could smell was ether and medicine; then: “All right, nurse, step around here now. A wonderful operation, a wonderful one!” The white-uniformed nurse turned and lloked me squarely in the eye. It was Lottie Heise and we had a good long talk together. She told me she had killed only three patients but that she was living in hopes. She had been out the night before to hear Hershell Hurd, the second Billy Sunday. “Well, well! I never thought Hershell would be a preacher.” “It was most certainly the surprise of my young life too! By the way, did you know that Waine Hofsommer and Lloyd Callison are both doctors in this hospital? When I first saw them, I became so excited that I fed the patient some ether; he pulled through though. They are as famous as the Mayo Brothers now.” Just as I was leaving she gave me another piece of news, this time about Sig Moe and Blanche Marty. Sig has the most wonderful suite of offices up town and just loads of Stenogs. Blanche is his private secretary: she likes it. “But what is he?” I inquired. “Why, he is the richest man, barring bootleggers and oil men, that this country has known. He is a broker.” The next moment I seemed to be traveling with a stock company. One of their big acts was a riding contest, featuring John Bartlett. John can stick to anything now. He does not let himself be piled into the creek as he once did, but that w'as when he was only an amateur. Selmer Sivertson was also traveling with them. He is a fancy dancer and has Bertha Car- nahan as his partner. I found out from John that Selmer and Bertha were soon to form their own company and travel as their predecessors, the Valentines had done. I suddenly grew very tired but no wonder for I had covered most of the United States in my travels. I would settle down now and see what Hershell Smith, society reporter for the New York Times had to say. I turned to the society news, and there was a full-page picture of Irma Arnold, New Aork’s society leader, announcing her engagement to Homer Campbell, the poet, who, on the side was also editing “Whiz Bang” that popular, uplifting publication everyone reads. I had heard rumors of their engagement before so it did not surprise me. I suddenly shivered, yawned and opened my eyes; I was in my own room; the fire had gone out. Had I been dreaming?—anything but! —MARGARET NESS, ’24.

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rHE CENTENNIAL CROSS SECTIONAL VIEW OF THE SENIORS NAME OCCUPATION HOBBY SAYING John Bartlett Delivery Boy Broncho Bustin' 0 Her shell Hard Pleasing Dorothy Kissing By Gee i vussell Hir’d leinng Jokes Acting Funny Hunk of Cheese Anna Anderson Powdering Nose Catching Suckers By George Agnes Anderson Meeting the Mail Sweet William Go To Grass Earl Schilling Playing Jazz Buyin' Show Tickets “Oh, Curses Hershell Smith Wifies Chaufeaur Admiring Mustache Son of a Gun Margaret Ness Heart Breaking Writing Poetry Say Kid B.anche Marty Doing Nothing Picking a Fight ou Bonehead Nettie Siebrasse Lord Only Knows Writing Letters I'll Tell You Bessie McClellan Catching a Bag Spooning Jiminy Crickets Lloyd Callison Feeding His Face Chewing Snuce Bog-Gone-It Christine Jensen Mi-king Cows Chewing Gum SOOOooooo!!! Homer Campbell Giving Advice Acting Hardboiled Irma Arnold Being Pres. Working | My Gosh Bertha Carnahan Tagging Marie j Cussing Damn - - Florence Everson Dieting ; Being Good 0 My Lei a Robertson Taking Bossing 0 Listen Cora Simonson Cleaning Up Air Castles By Heck Clarissa Carnahan Sassing Sig 0 Shoot Mary Linn Joy Riding A Charley-horse U'r Full of Hopp Sig Moe Chasing Girls Making a Hit Har Du Snuce? Waine Hofsommer Running Errands Drummin' Humbug Lottie Heise H iking Track The Brat Selrner Sivertson Killing Time Talking The Dickens