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

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Seniors six years ago Why so happy, Carl? Spring has come The four horsemen cadM erlc 01d Homes! Dmf I let your font slip, Bill Julia four years ago Joan and Marcia Neil A thorn between two roses Just a group of seniors Observation ask! Mnx Our Honor Society vLLLILprI'IIIL-iL 3.01?th Kilt : I. , vrf,lol.lnlvioit1lvr I291

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Class History It was atnitl tlte confusion and excitement of the op- ening day of school in the fall of 1931 that we, the fiftieth graduating class of Central City High School, caught ottr first glimpses of high school life tantl vice versal. Bewildered and awed by tlte apparent magnitude and gravity of the situation, we scurried hither and thithere we knew not where-in futile search for ottr class-roonts. After several days of this disorderly procedure we were herded into the assembly, where we held our first class election. Doris Nielsen was acclaimed our president, Josephine Yarno our vice-presitlent, and Elaine Marquis the secretary-treasurer. Miss llazzartl and Miss Leeka were ottr choice as the brave spirits to share our woes, which task they tlitl both courageously and prayerfully endure. Thus emboldened by a sense of security derived from our recent organization, we unsuspectingly accepted the generous tso we thoughtl invitation of the senior class to attend their limixerii as guests of honor. Ilumiliatetl and discouraged. we were obliged to re- tire into obscurity for the remainder of the year. Despite the ridicule aml tlisparagentent to which we were subjected as a class let it never be said that we, the freshmen of 31, were blue for a single instant. Nev- erthelCSs, when with the advent of sttnnner-time we were forever released from that ignominiousstate of being fresh. men our joy was both heartfelt and plentiful. All traces of green having disappeared during the Sum- mer, we once more troopetl into the halls of C. C. ll. 5., only this time as sixty-nine ltigh-spiritetl sophomores. Earl McClellan, Otho Shirley, and Harry Powell were immediately proclaimed as our nten of destiny with Miss Smith as our supervisor-general. A few members of our class tried their prowess in foot- ball and basketball while others associated themselves with such organizations as the Girl Reserves, Ili-Y and the girlsi and boys, glee eluhs. As Dutch waiters and waitresses at the junior-senior banquet in the spring, a few of us found the kitchen to he a very delightful place. Nor were we at all backward at devouring iiweinie- sandwichesii at an all-schnol picnic given at Taiawag lty Mr. Schneiderheinz. Thus another mile-stone was reached in our educational progress; and with it came the awarding of many honors to members of our class for meritous service and achieve- ment in the realms of scholarship, sports, and other extra- curricular activities. Having now attained, as juniors, a more responsible stage in our high school career, we saw fit to delegate to DeWain Henderson the many duties of class president, to Marian Blue those of the vice-presitlent and to Tyndale Davis the problem of maintaining a balanced class budget. We were ably guided through the many trials and tribula- tinns of this year by Miss Leeka and Miss Maul. For our tlratnatie contribution of the year, we present- ed a three-aet comedy, Wt Paragraph for Lunch . The net proceeds of'this talented performance were to be ap- plied on the junior-senior lianqttet-protn in the sprin . As the winter carnival season approached, there was some discussion amongr the classes as to which of their candidates would win the laurels of king and queen of the carnival. To put an end to this anxiety, we of the junior class carried the day for DeWain llemlerson and Elaine Marquis, our nominees for the honor. The spotlight was then turned on the long-awaited jun- ior-senior banquet-pretn. As banquet theme, the Modern- istic design was chosen. After long weeks of hard, patient labor we were at last able to presenLthe seniors with a truly enjoyable banquet. During the meal we were enter- tained by the music of Clarence Cravenis orchestra. Ilis orchestra a'so furnished music for the prom immediately following: the hanquet. The fact that this was the first prom in the history of the school might partially account for the many queer performances accredited that evening as iitlaneing . As there is always an Ctltl to everything, so it was then that, having hatl our fun, we were necessarily faced with the problem of overcoming final exams in order that we might inherit that tinte-honnred title of uSeniors . At last our t'nntlest hopes aml longings of former years were rea'izetl-we were seniors! Fully appreciating the responsibility imbued in that very word SENIOR, we thought to insure etlicient leadership in future projects by naming Ilartlin Emil as president, DeWain Ilemlerson as vice-presitlent, and Betty Willeman as our secretary-treas- urer. Miss Leeka, Miss Kulcral, and Mr. Buising were added bttlwarks to our cause. Temporarily-at mixer time-we focused our attention on those inferior specie, the freshmen. It was now our turn and we took fu'l advantage of it-asl; any of those hapless victims. Our vengeful spirits being thus sated we turned to the more important matter of publishing this 1935 Bisons- commemorating the golden anniversary of Central City lliglt School. We were given a brief scare hy the disappearance of the junior class play money. The visions of ottr hanquet re- turned, however, with the promise of the school board to supply this loss. Three cheers for the school board! Then on one lilizzartly Saturday morning came the sen- ior essay enntest. Due to the extreme cold only four braved the elements to participate in this event. During the B'son sales drive, the senior class offered :1 WHY to the home mom buying the most annuals in pro- portion to the number of students in that room. The witt- ners, room 21, were tlu'y invited to a likidii party on the evening of March 5. Being transformed once more into children by knee skirts, funny pants, and baby lmnnets, those present spent a very exhilarating evening. As our hnal dramatic production, we presented the ' H 7 T9 popu ar mystery drama, Seven lxeys to Baltlpate . Nor will the thrills and chills occasioned by this master per- formance he soon forgotten. Now, though as yet incomplete, this brief history must he concluded. Soon the commencement marking fifty years Of growth of C. C. ll. 5. will mark the entrance into the world of this 501h graduating class of C. C. H. 5. HM

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