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

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ya ct -4 t.,. It CLASS WILL 'n ab :6 KNOW ALL MEN BY THESE PRESENTS: That we, the class of 1921, of the City of Central City, County of Mer- rick and State of Nebraska, considering the uncertainty of life, and being of sound mind and memory, do make, declare and publish this our last will and testament: We order and direct that our just debts be paid with convenient speed. lVe give and bequeath to our deaf Faculty, who have been our instructors in all the wisdom of the ages, a sweet and unbroken succession of restful nights and peaceful dreams. No longer need they lie awake thru the long watches of the night to worry over uncertain- ty as to whether this one is doing her night work, or that one will have his mathematics in the morning, or the other one will remember every ironvclad rule of compo- sitional technique in the preparation of his essay. It has been a hard strain on them, but they have all done their duty and, verily, now shall they have their well- earned reward. We give and bequeath to our beloved Superintendent our sincere affection, our deepest reverence, our heart- iest gratitude and the unlimited wealth of our eternal memory. To the Junior class we give Jim Heuring, trusting that the Junior girls may be able to steer him thru the gates of Commencement The following may seem but trifling bequests, but we hope that they may be accepted. not as worthless things 20 lavishly thrown away but as valuable assets to those who may receive them: Floyd Nordstrom leaves his rubbers t0 the High School for a swimming pool. Bruce King bequeaths his end of the bench in the North Park to Clarence Hummel. ' It is Bruceis last re- quest that Clarence keep said bench as warm as he has kept it. , Helen Green wills heru come-hither eyes to Leone Drinkall. Thelma Desch and Marion Welsh leave to the High School their notes used in exams. Anna Anderson gives to Goldie Gantz her gift of gab. To Art Ronin Leland Drinkall affectionately bee queaths his nickname. We appoint the class of 1922 the rightful successors ors t0: lst, Our Senior dignity; 2nd, Any pencil stubs, erasers or scraps of paper we may have left behind us in the excitement and rush of gathering up our cherished belongings; 3rd, The Old Rose and Green pennant; 4th and lastly, we give and bequeath unto each succeeding class the honor of publishing a High School Annual. We nominate Albert Rose executor of this our last will and testament. In testimony whereof we have hereunto set our hands and seal, in the presence of witnesses below named, this fourth day of April, A.D. nineteen hundred and twenty-one. Signed, CLASS OF 1921.

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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

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'n cl: CLASS PROPHECY x Listen, 0, ye men and women, youths and maidens, and little children! Listen, all ye people of Central City, to the words of wisdom from the pen of your prophet, who now Speaketh unto you what has been revealed unto her, even as it has been decreed by the powers that be. . Behold! even as the cry of weakness did ascend from the long suffering soul of your prophet a voice from the heavens spake unto her, even as in the words of old, saying: Hear now my words. If there be a prophet among you, I will make myself known unto him in avision, and Will speak unto him in a dream, and straightway, from the clouds of the centuries gone and from the shad- ows'already cast before by the ucoming events of the proverb, there appeared unto her the fair and lovely V Spirit of Prophecy, the angel of things to come, and 10! she did With her mystic touch roll back the curtain of the dim Beyond from before my prophetic vision, and did permit me to gaze at will down the long vista of things yet to be, that I might behold all things, that now are. transformed into all things that they shall yet become, even as it was so granted to the wise men of the past. And 10! as she drew back the curtain she pointed with along, transparent finger down avenues of a strange land, and opened her lips and spake unto me, saying: llLook! Listen! Prophesy unto the young men and young women of Central City High School even these things ye herein behold? 21 , into space. . a shiny bald head? None other than BruceKing! Then, as I looked into the land of the future I could see our beloved Presidentmyes, even as to-day, I could see him in all his dignity and majestictbearing, and his i words were heeded by that day and geiieration, even as we to-day of the class of 1921 have heeded and attended unto them; for his ambition has led him ever upward and onward until he is the most promising veterinary of his own and native state. And, behold, I see Anna Anderson the happy bride of Ray Case, a widower with six children, and as I be- held this happy scene the mournful sound of a bell, toll- ed by Verle Yarno, sexton in Cork, spread forth the heart- rending'news 'of the death of Raymond Crites by an ex-, plosion when he was bleaching prunes with chlorine. Even as I gazed down the corridor of time the ora- tions ofJim Farnham tinkled melodiously down the drain- pipe. And while I was held in a trance by the wonders of Jimls proclamations the far-off tap, tap, of a solemn judge, calling a courtroom to order, drew me on and ever And 10! who was that pompous judge with Some unknown power held me in that court room and,veri1y, I beheld this scene: Helen Guthrie and Clara Holtz were to be tried by the Federal court for the excessive use of face powder. Ah! and youhwonder what has brought about this change in the law of the land. Hush, my friends, and I will tell you. The untiring efforts of Thel- ma Desch, who has devoted her life to ridding the world