Brady High School - Bulldog / Spotlight Yearbook (Brady, MT)

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Senior Class History Tlx big gold rush started in tlx fall of UA'2 when « i rlit «mi willing, hard workers wore on their way towards knowledge xml success. The first few days seemed «piitt x struggle. Miss Kose started as head manager, and Lelali Hill as assistant majjager. We were handed some rules nud four basic iMHirses which we mastered for a full nine months. We then laid them aside for three months and started anew' the next fall. Fourteen of the nineteen members met again in tin fall of 'AA to see what more treasure could he found Before beginning our search, an election was held. Miss lluntsberger was chief lender with Kd Johnson as assistant. -Ml t lie treasures we eared to find were found in geometry, occupations and civics, commercial arithmetic, and Knglish II. After digging to the ver bottom of the courses our time was up, it was now time to rest until the fall of 1!KU. On September 4, PW4, eleven of the members met. again to proceed further Mr. Nims was chosen advisor with Lelali Mill as assistant, Juniors were we and that meant almost two things: talent on the stage, and artistic decora- tion. These were both taken over The play “Wait for Me” was given in the spring of' . The “IYnineiinde occurred on the sixth day of May. With only one more year to look for gold we all felt as though we were almost entirely disabled, hut not yet Our last and final discovery of treasures in the liradv High School was started on September A, 1!KF . There were eleven in the troop under the supervision of Mr. Olson, our principal Beverly ITidcrdahl was the presi- dent this year. The gems that we were looking for were not hard to find for right in front of us were Knglish Literature, American history, and Ameri- can Government. We had planned for nine full months of seeking for treas- ures 9o that our last year might lx successful. It was under tlx direct leadership of diehard Kank that tlx Spotlight our monthly paper, was published. We gave a comedy called “(’orrespoiideuce Fourtship,” directed by .Miss Nelson. Many of tlx members also took part in basketball and in band, a new activity. With tlx aid of Our Principal and tlx other members of the faculty our discovery was made complete. However we have not come to the end of 0111 long journey. There is much yet to lx discovered but we must move from our early field, tlx Brady High School, to many scattered camps. 8 Pearl Mowbray.

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RICHARD KAUK — “Dick “Never let a difficulty stop you. It may be only sand on your track to prevent your skidding ' Class Reporter, '33; Declamation, ’33 and ’34; Baseball, '33 and ’34; Basket ball, '34, '35, and '36; Secretary of Ath- letic Association, '34; President of Htu dent Council, ’36; Editor of Spotlight, ’36; Editor of Annual, ’36; Vice Presi- dent of class, ’35; Class historian, ’33 and ’34; Dramatics, '34. ’35, and ’30. ESTHER LARSEN “It is not the whistling that makes the locomotive go; it is the silent steam.” (lice Club, ’33, ’34, and ’35; Drama- tics, ’35 and ’36; Spotlight staff, ’34, '35, and ’36; Vice President of class, ’34; Secretary of class, ’33 and ’35; Glee Club reporter, ’34 and ’35; Pep Club. ’36. PEARL MOWBRAY “Beware of little extravagances; a small leak will sink a big ship.” Dice Club, ’33, ’34, an.i ’35; Basket ball, ’33 and ’34; Dramatics, ’35 and ’30; Secretary of Pep Club, ’30; Class re- porter, ’33, ’34, and ’35; (’over designer, ’30; Band, ’30; Class historian, ’30. BEVERLY UNDERDAHL—“Bev” “Learn to greet your friends with a smile.” Basketball, ’34, '35, and ’30; Drama- tics, ’35 and ’36; Scholastics, ’34; Presi- dent of elas9, ’36; Treasurer f Student Council, ’30; Treasurer of Pep Club, ’30; Girls Sports Editor, ’36; Librarian, ’36, ARTHUR WEIKUM —“Art” “Happiness is the feeling we experi- ence when we are too busy to be miserable.” Basketball, 34, ’35, and ’36; Drama tics, ’34, ’35, and ’30; Class reporter, 30, iS %

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Senior Prophecy In the crowded courtroom of one of the larger cities in which I had been visiting, I unconsciously stumbled onto a scene which proved to be very interesting. As I slid into a chair near the door, the voice of the speaker aroused my attention. There on the platform ! saw for the first time in thirteen years the familiar form of Arthur Weikmn. Here In stood, doing his utmost to convince the jury that his client was in the right. Soon the defendant was called to the stand. All eyes were turned on the man who, with shuffling gait, and drooping shoulders took the witness stand. Could that he—yes, it was Kdwin ! I listened closely. Arthur was asking cjucstions about a certain Miss Smith. “Yes, he’d known her for two years; could he help it if she thought he were handsome; no, he hadn’t asked her to marry him; etc.” I finally gathered that a Miss Smith was trying to relieve Kd of some hard- earned money for breaking her heart Sitting in a little glass cage over in one corner I recognized my old friend Esther who was talking rapidly to a little round thing before her. No sooner did I realize that she was describing this trial over the radio, than my eyes rested on the judge, or rather on the judge’s chair. It was an unusually large chair, and only once did I catch a glimpse of black-rimmed spectacles rise above the level of the table. In those dark eyes I recognize my former schoolmate, Beverly. There was a flurry of excitement when Miss Smith appeared. No more than two questions had Arthur asked her when, without warning, she fainted, l’p rushed the doctor with his little black hag. and dose on his heels was his faithful little nurse. In stalked a big burly policeman, carrying a bucket of water with which lit drenched the innocent nurse by mistake. Regardless of his uniform it was no difficult task to recognize that officer as Karl. You could tell he certainly meant business. The nurse seemed to be affected with a severe touch of laughter which I was able to distinguish as the unmistakable voice of I’earl. It was only after I heard a woman next to me whisper to her neighbor “That doctor was Rich- ard Kauk, the famous brain specialist,” that I was certain I had seen him in my travels of former years. Before things again quieted down, a slight noise drew my attention to tin door. There, leaning on the arm of her millionaire husband, stood the for- mer Leona Bitz. At last 1 secured a glimpse of that model husband who, it was rumored, supplied Leona with jewels, and asked no more of her than that sin sing him to sleep each night. As I was leaving the city several days later. I encountered a very dis- tinguished-looking gentleman. I took several side glances at him during tin first few miles of the journey before I was convinced that it was Lloyd, the highest-paid newspaper reporter in the country. Such a pleasant vacation as I had just experienced brought hack memories of school days at Brady, and 1 was willing to settle down for another thir- teen years of hard work. 9 Lelah Mill.