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

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THE CENTENNIAL Celia Larson—“What’s the use of worrying; it never was worth while.” General Course; Declamatory I; Class Secretary-Treasurer II, IV; Glee Club I; Scholarship Contest III, IV. Walter Godfrey—“My head resembles Heaven, for there is no parting there.” General Course; Class Play IV; Foot- ball III; Track III. General Course; Class Play IV. Geneva Pearson—“When sports and duty clash let duty go to smash.” General Course; Basket Ball II, III, IV; Glee Club I, IV; Class Play III, IV; President N. B. Club; Annual Editor; Orchestra IV; Track II, IIL Myrtle Christofferson—“She taketh most delight in her violin and—?” General Course; Basket Ball II, III, IV; Glee Club I, III, IV; Orchestra IV; Track II, III.

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THE CENTENNIAL Mildred Flatness—'“Tour smile will go a long, long way.” Normal Training; Class Play III; President II; 1st Sem. IV. Mildred McCoy—“Faithfulness her virtue.” General Course, Glee Club I, II, III IV; Extemporaneous Speaking III; Scholarship Contest III, IV; Junior and Senior Play. Ver'iin Hurd—“The tongue is might- ier than the sword.” General Course; Football IV; Basket Ball IV; Deciam. II, III, IV; Ex- temporaneous Speaking III, IV; Junior and Senior Play; Glee Club III; Business Mgr. Annual IV. Louise Works—“Speech may be sil- ver, but silence is golden.” General Course; Basket Ball II, III, IV; Track II, III Mildred Sivertsen—“I should worry; I should care; I should marry a millionaire.” Normal Training; Glee Club III; Sec- retary-Treasurer III; Senior Play. Anna Kalanick—“The little red school schoolhouse for me.” Normal Training. Inar Rovreit—“Eat, drink and be merry for tomorrow we die.” General Course; Kalispell I; Shelby II; Basket Ball III, IV; Football IV; Track III, IV; Glee Club III, IV; President 2nd Semester IV; Class Play III, IV. John Hemenway—“The man worth while is the one who,ll smile when everything goes wrong.” Agriculture; Football III, IV.

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THE CENTENNIAL CLASS PROPHECY As Geneva Pearson sat in the lobby of the Placer Hotel in Helena, a tall graceful blonde appeared. On her coat were pinned short streamers of pink and white. The colors attracted Geneva’s attention and she at once recognized her old pal Myrtle Chris tof f erson. “Hello, old cotton top,” cried Geneva. “Well for crying out loud, if it isn’t Jenny! Look out of the window, Jenny. Isn’t it a sight to behold? Governor Cole’s bus is coming all dec- orated in pink and white! It’s just packed with our old school friends. Hurry, let us hail the gang! During all the outside confusion. Governor and Mrs. Cole were busily arranged for the evening banquet and class reunion of 1937. “Oh, here they come,” whispered Mamie, “there’s Inar, Abbie, Elmer, Anna, and all the rest. Everyone is there. Oh, dear, it is all so thrilling.” “Fifteen rahs for Chuck and Mamie,” yelled a familiar voice. Slippery Rovreit stepped out to lead the snappy yell. The hall was in an uproar. Everyone was running back and forth greet, ing one another. The band struck up a gay march and the happy group filed by twos into the dining room to find their place cards. The governor arose to give his announcement. “This reminds me of the Junior Prom in 1927,” exclaimed the enthus- iastic governor. “I have chosen for my spokesman this evening Honorable Slats. We will hear from him first.” “I, Elmer Lindstrom, commonly known as Slats, have very little to say about myself. If you want to hear any of my orations, come to the State University at Missoula. 1 have been lecturer there for the past five years. Since Chuck was so kind as to call on me I think I shall turn the tables over, to hear from him.” “Thank you, Slats, but I have already had the pleasure of speaking. You all know about my occupation as governor. I’ll leave the rest for Mamie to tell.” “Hurrah, let’s hear from Mamie,” yelled the eager crowd. Mamie arose amid much applause. “I’m not the wife of Johnny Bartlett as I intended to be but fortunately the mistress of the Montana State Capitol. After we came here, we thot it would be a great plan to have a class reunion. The evening is passing swiftly and there are so many I am dying to hear from I am going to cut my speech short.” “Great! I have an inspiration. We’ll hear from Slippery Rovreit. In speaking to him this evening I was surely surprised to hear he is still single, as he was always so keen on women.” “You’ve said more than your share, Slats. Now folks, let me explain why. The reason I stayed single was because I couldn’t get Bessie Arnold. I have also found out in my experience in traveling that to be honest and just, a traveling man should remain single. Now for my revenge on Slats. Per- haps you’ll be surprised to hear he won’t be a bachelor much longer. Here’s the shock—he’s engaged to a two hundred and fifty pounder! He took Rev. O. Halliton’s advice in selecting a woman with a large appetite. Slats does not think much of the present-day pleasure seeking girl—one of those wasp- waisted, cigarette smoking, piano slaving, jazz thumping types, consequently he captured one indeed very modest.” “Whoopee! Hurray for Inar,” yelled the crowd.