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

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THE CENTENNIAL CLASS WILL We the Senior Class of ’25 of the Big Sandy High School, believing that the day is near at hand when we, as Seniors, shall be no more, and further believing that we can not leave this life, our friends and acquaintances, with- out making due preparation for this sad departure, have decided to make this our last will and testment. We as a class, who have weathered many a tempest and withstood just as many temptations, do beseech the Juniors to live and grow in grace and holiness, especially with the English teacher if they ever hope to reach those higher regions from which we are now so soon to pass. I, June Bartlett, hereby will my position as Editor-in-Chief of the annual to anyone who is sufficiently non compas mentus to accept it. I, Signe Bergby, leave my “boyish bob” to Mrs. Moe hoping that Prof survives the shock. I, Ethel Diacon, bequeath my entensive smile to Ted Homan with the re- quest that he exercise it daily. I, Iris English, do will my efficiency as guardian angel to Hazel Flat- ness warning her not to discourage too many young Valentinoes. I, Nat Gaines, will my grouch and ability to tend to my own business to llap Snow, demanding that he use it. I, Sadie Hakensen, leave my sedate disposition to Kathryn McMillian. I, Floyd Hansen, do hereby will and bequeath my shiekish tendencies to some other round head. I, Marion Heise, leave some of my extra altitude to Celia Larson. I, Alvin Jacobsen, thinking that my trait of disturbing no one could be put to good advantage by Thorald Cowger and hereby bequeath it to him. I, Reynold Larson, do bequeath my ability to “get in good” with the “bouncer” to Leslie Miller. I, Lilian McClellan, the president for two years bequeath my enchant- ing brown eyes and tempting kisses to Ursula Craft. I, David Moe, bequeath my track speed to any one who can overtake me. I, Dorothy Morefield, will to Lavina Inglebretson my stand in with Boy students hoping she uses it as artfully as I did. I, Cora Parker, do bequeath to whomever so desires the task of filling Mr. Whites number 10's and rule supremely over that cosmopolitan aggrega- tion known as the assembly. I, Sam Sprague, will to Ben Worstell my ability to love and be love-1 at first sight only. Signed, sealed and executed this twenty-eighth day of April, in the year of our Lord, 1925. Class of '25. —REYNOLD LARSON --------o--------- Miss Sonsteness (In hygiene class) A man threw his plug of tobacco away after he had chewed it for twenty years --------o--------- Green Freshie: The zloty, Poland’s new coin is no doubt designed for zlot machines. ----------o---------- Sam: I am going to marry a girl who can take a joke. Art: Don't worry thats the only kind of a girl you’ll get.

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THE CENTENNIAL June Bartlett—“Not as all other are, is she.” Debate III; Deciam I, II, Class Play IV; Glee Club IV; Editor in Chief Annual IV; Box Elder High School I, II; Great Falls High School III; General Course. Floyd Hansen—“My only books, were women’s looks and folly’s all they’ve taught me.” Cass President I; Orchestra I, III, IV; Basketball II, III, IV; Declam II, III; Glee Club II, III, IV; Boys’ Quartstte III; Track III, IV; Boy’s Trio IV; Pres. Ag Club 1st Semester IV; Smith-Hughes Course; Pres of the Ath. Association. Marion Heise—“An ounce of cheer- fulness is worth a ton of sadness.” Sec-Treas III; Basketball III, IV; Class Play III IV; Track III, IV; Literary Editor Annual IV; Commer- cial Course. Nat Gaines—“Happy am I, with a heart carefree, Oh, wliy can’t the rest of you be like me?”’ Football III, IV; Basketball II, III; Track III, IV; Deciam IV; Debate III; Athletic Editor Annual IV; En- tered from Flaxville III; Class Play III, IV; Vice-Pres. Ag Club 2nd Se- mester IV; Business Manager Boost- er IV; Smith Hughes Course. Signe Bergby—“She can sing like a lark from dawn till dark.” Glee Club IV; Girl’s Quartette TV; Track IV; Senior Class Play; Bas- ketball IV; Class Reporter IV; Com- mercial Course. David Mos—“His presence is always known by the loudness of his quiet- ness.” Football III, IV; Basketball IV; Track III, IV; Class Play IV; Stock Judging IV; Smith-Hughes Course. Sadie Hakensen—“A daughter of the Gods-divinely tall and most divinely fair.” Glee Club I, II, III, IV; Girl’s Quart- ette IV; Senior Class Play; Tr ck IV7; Alumni IV; Commercial Course. SENIOR CLASS

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THE CENTENNIAL CLASS PROPHECY As I looked back over the last ten years of my life a picture of the graduating: class of 1925 came before my eyes. We were all at supper at the Bear Paw Cafe and after the toasts had been given we all pledged to meet at the old place on May 22, 1935 for a class reunion. That picture faded away and one of the reunion came to me and while the pleasure of of it is still fresh in my mind I want to share it with $ou, my other former schoolmates. I had not realized how quickly ten years can pass until it came time for me to go and then I was all excited at the prospect of the long trip and of seeing all my old classmates again. We had scattered to all parts of the United States and had almost lost track of some of the class but I expected to see every member at the reunion. Soon it was May 21, and I had passed Fort Benton on my trip. I look- ed out of the train windows and tried to locate some familar land mark but I could hardly believe my eyes. The country I saw was filled with irrigation ditches and prosperous looking farm buildings dotted the countryside. When the brakeman called “Big Sandy”, I was more surprised tnan ever before, for I found a town the size of Havre ten years ago. I was lost and had to inquire the way to the best hotel in town. As I entered the “Biltmore,” a splendid new hotel the first person 1 saw was Don Grubbs, smiling and happy as usual. We talked for a little while of old times and recent events and then he asked me to go to the parlor to meet his wife. I followed him to the door but needed no introduction for be- fore me sat my old time friend, Zella Vanover, now Mrs. Don Grubbs. I was glad to see Mr. and Mrs. Grubbs so happy and we had a fine visit before Don took Zella and me out to their beautiful country homo in his Packard limousine. I was delighted with the house and grounds which told me more than words of the success of Don’s agricultural venture. The maid took me to my room so I could rest before dinner and I did not see any of the other guests until I entered the dining room that even- ing. I looked around to see how many were there and sure enough not one was missing although some had changed in appearance so that I wondered who they were. We were not given time to visit before dinner was served but many a merry jest and “do you remember” went around the table during the meal. After the delicious dinner was disposed of we appointed Reynold Lar- son toastmaster. He got up and announced that each one’s toast was to be a brief account of what he or she had done since May 22, 1925. He gave his own first to allow us time to collect our scattered thoughts. Reynold had changed considerably in these ten years. He is almost six feet tall and well built, he looks prosperous, contented and very happy. He said, “I have spent four years at Northwestern University and took my degree from the law school. Then I joined a firm of lawyers in Chi- cago and practiced law with them for three years. I felt that I could make a success of myself alone so I started an office of my own. Last fall 1 was appointed United States District attorney for the district around Chicago. I will go a little ahead of the ten years and tell you that on June 15 I am to marry the dearest girl in Chicago.” After the applause that greeted this speech subsided Reynold called on June Bartlett. As she arose I thought, ten years have not changed her very much except to make her more bautiful and charming. “I went to Weilesly for four years and took my master's degree in Lit-