Central City High School - Bison Yearbook (Central City, NE)

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BESSIE JEFFREYS Co'lege Preplaratory. Noma' Training Class Treasurer '2' Athletic Association' Senior Cilia Editor Old Rose and Green '2' At the End of the Rainbow Thou hast nafaulls,orlnofaulls can spy; Thou 011 all beauly, or all blindness l. BRUCE KING Couege Preparatory The course oflrue love never did run smoollz. DONALD LAUB College Preparatory 1115! a! the age'lwixt boy andyouth W hen 150'! is speech and speech is truth. BESSIE LEUI Co'lege Preparatory She was sent forth to bring that light which never wintry blast blows out, nor rain nor snow extinguishes. JEAN MARTIN Co'lege Preparatory Music and Jokes Editor Old Rose and Green' 2' At the End of the Rainbow The Deacon' When she lmd passed it seemed lilac the I I 0 o ,, ceasmg of exqumle mus1c. FLOYD NORDSTROM Commercial. Fool Ba 2' Advertlslng Manager O'd Rose and Green 2' At the End of the Rainbow ' 'Tth eacon' On with the dance; let joy be unconfined. RUTH NUGENT Norma' Training 00 0 Q1116! as a nun. CURTIS PERRY Commercial. C'ass President' '9 Basket Ball' '9, '20 2' 'Captain' 2 Treasurer Athletic Association Busmess Manage! Old Rose And Green' 2' 'At the End of the Rainbow 0! I It am t by principles nor men my onward course is steadied; I sense what pays the best, and then goes into it bald-headecl. LILL'E RAWLINGS Neimal Training Oh, what a world of vile, ill-fauorea' faults! ALDA ROBERTSON Commercia' A tiny spark shines in the dark. GILBERT ROSE College Preparatory Forte etfl'dele. ' ALBIE SANTIN Normal Training Hones! labor bears a lovely face. GLENN SMALL Commercm' A life spent worllzily should be measured lay nobler lines-by deeds, not words. MARION WELSH College Preparatory Ednor- -1n- -Ch1efO'd Rose and Green' 2' At the End of the Rainbow The Deacun' ' I like men in general but nol' 1n particular. n MARIE WOLCOTT College Preparatory Peace, order and beauty draw 'round thy symbol of light and law. VERLE YARNO Commetc1a' Football '20, 2' Assutant Busmcss Manager O'd Rose and Green 2' At the End of the Rainbow The Deacon , Bid me dtscourse aml I will enchant thine ear. LEWIS YOUNG College Preparatory. Athletic Association ' 2' Nature never did put her precious jewels in a box four stories high; therefore exceed- ingly tall men had ever empty heads. 18 v1-

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ANNA ANDERSON College Preparatory.No1maI Training At the End of the Rainbow Her voice was ever soft, gentle and law, an excellent thing in woman. DORIS ANDERSON Normal Training. At the End of the Rainbow 'Her air had a meaning, her movement a grace, You htumed from the fairest to gaze on her face. EDNA ASHELFORD Commercial Her fttea' triumph is to show that good lurks in the heart of evil evermore. ARNOLD BADER Commercial One ofthe few immortal names that were not born to die. HARVEY BONNESS Commercial. Basket Ball '2' I dare do all that may become a man; who dares do more is none. RAY CASE College Preparatory Nothing ill can dwell in such a temple. RAYCMOND CRITES ones: Ptepazratmy Basket Ball 'ZIC Foot BaII' 20. '2' tCaptain '20 At the End of the Rainbow Hang sorrow; care will kill a cat. THELMA DESCH College Preparatory At the End of the Rainbow' ' ustratot OId Rose and C1een'2 Music hath power to sooth a savage, To split a rock or bust a cabbage. LAWRENCE DICKERSON Commercial None but himself can be his parallel. LELAND DRINKALL Commem'a' He was a man. JAMES F ARN HAM College Preparatory. C'ass Prendent '20 Football' '83 0'2' Basket Ball' '9 2.0 '2' t the End of the Rumbow Our Gob Shall Inot lake mine ease in m1'ne1'nn.3 ILA GLEASON Commercm'. At the End of the Rainbow' ' At elic Association '2' 'She tremble: herface' 1n 0' sweetness dumb, As her thoughts were beyond recalling, W 1th a glanceforone and a glanceforsome, From her eyelids rising and fall1ng HELEN GREEN ' College Ptepuato1y. At the End of the Rambow ' Oh, thou art fairer than evening air, clad in the beauty ofa thousand stars. HELEN GUTHRIE College Preparatory At the End of the Rainbow' ' 'The Deacon Associate Ed1tot Old Rose and Green '2' Not too bright or good for human na- ture's daily food. JUNE HART Commercial . 'She never found fault with you; never implied your wrong by her right. . HENRY HEATON College Preparatory. Claszs P1esxdent' I8. '2' Foot Ba '2' Basket Ball' 2' P1a1dentAlhIet1c Association '2 .1 Advertismg iManager Old Rose and Green Chmg-a 'ing' ' At the End 0' the Rambow' ' The world never knows its great men. CARRIE HOAGLAND Commercial Semper fidelis. CLARA HOLTZ Noxma' Training A rose among thorns. 17

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CLASS HISTORY :6 :6 :6 x, The Conundruln of 321 tWith apologies to Kiplingi When the flush of a September sun first fell On us Freshmen green and bold, Our Father Dunlap bent oWer his desk His high-brow schemes to unfold, But the first paper wad that we Freshies shot Brought gloom to his mightyiheart, Till Miss Dexter Whispered behind the scenes, ii Theyire ornery, but maybe theyWre smart. ' Wherefore he called to his aides, and they lied To fashion the rules anew; They lowered the conduct tempo until We all took the next review. It left us some weaker,tbut wiser. and that Was a grand and glorious gain ;' And the teachers laughed in their sleeves and said, ii0, we have not toiled in vainf, HTick, tocki, went the clock and the September sun Peeped in on the Sophomore class , Their verdant hue had faded some, And all of us had passed. i We learned to square iiamas, ii And decline x, y and 2 want? And the wise ones bugged their eyes at us, And murmured, it How can it be? We learned that pin feathers grow on piqu; We learned to fry and stewl; We saw the festive prune grow pale As the chlorine came in view. In our Junior year we played a play; ii We did it, but was it art? But the Shekels rolled in, and the Seniors grinned, ii We told you that class was smart? The coach gazed tround with a wistful eye,-e ii We must have a teamQ, he said, HYou never can tell, we,11 give them a try? So they called a game, and, oh, me! oh, my! - To see what we did you might take a glance At page 43. Rah! H00! Rah! When the'glare of a June-time sun fell faint On the High Schoolts Green and Rose The teachers wiped their briny eyes, And one of them blew his nose. uThey have came and went, they sadly cried, uWith their pep and noise and fun; They racked our nerves, but we love them still,- THE CLASS 017,213, 19