Chinook High School - Breeze Yearbook (Chinook, MT)

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May. 1932 THE CHINOOK BREEZE 21 Item—To our dear school building; itself, we leave the peaceful quiet caused by our absence and any apple cores, wads of gum, or crumpled notes we may have left about. Item—To our superintendent we give and bequeath a sense of relief that we have at last been graduated and a feeling of pride in any great deeds o noteworthy achievements that oui future may contain, realizing that such glorie3—if any will owe much to his example and counsel. Item—To our teachers, the faculty of Chinook High School, we hereby give, free from all inheritance, luxury, or income tax, our entire store of knowledge. From them it came and to them it should be returned, that others may be benefited by it as we have been. Along with this knowledge is bequeathed much additional information obtained by original research and contemplation. We feel that it will prove sufficiently startling to merit consideration and might even, with profit, be incorporated in the next course of study. Item—To our teachers we bequeath our valuable sense of humor, without which we should have found school life painful indeed and which will do much to make it endurable for them. Item—We also give and bequeath to the teachers our very kindest regards and our sincere gratitude for theii unfailing kindness and aid. Item To the history of the Chinook High School we bequeath our illustrious deeds and our names as candidates for the Hall of Fame. We also leave the words and music of our class song which, though not beautiful, is very durable. Its sentiments and phrases have been in active use for the last hundred years and show no signs of fatigue as yet. Item—To next year’s class president, we leave -with grave doubts as to his ability to use it—the stentorian voice of our good president. Dale Watkins, which enabled him to overcome all opposition and to prevent others from knowing opposition existed. Also, we leave his ability to keep on good terms with the faculty and still do as he pleases: ;n other words, his executive ability. The smaller individual bequeaths are as follows: Item—To the undergraduates needing it most, wo give Alice Easbey’s supply of language, which will enable the recipient to talk more and say less than any other human being. Also to the undergraduate who is most in danger of not passing next year, we bequeath Winn Peterson’ss store of information which will make it easy to pass any test in any subject, at any time. Item—To the laziest member of the Senior class-to-be; we bequeath Helen Jones’s ambition. It it is combined with the laziness, the result w’ill be norni-al activity. Item—To the over-ambitious undergraduate—if such there be—we leave the perfect indolence of Roy Maney. Some people sit and waste time. Roy just sits. This indolence, properly used, will insure him against nervous breakdowns resulting from overstudy and fully qualify him later in life, for the job of founding a phoney Oriental Cult, which specializes in relaxation and repose. Item—To the Junior Class we give, reluctantly but of necessity, our mantle of dignity. We realize that the Class can never fill it but, since it is expected of them, our advice is, “Grin and wear it.” Item—William Cork rum leaves his permanent wave to Delfred Brinkman and his size to LeRoy Betcher. Item—Ray and Roy Ramberg leave theh position as school twins to Ray and Roy Finley with the request that they lose none of its dignity. Item—Leona Thompson leaves her Madonna-lice appearance to Evelyn Buffington. Item—Lillian Holst bequeaths her figure to Dova Jess. Item—Fred Tharp leaves his musical ability .o Frank Lott. Item—Jean Sands wills her ability to argue to Janet Drummond. Item—To Gwen Hottenstein. Winn Peterson bequeathes his dramatic ability and apologetic methods. for uses only in the halls and when entering class rooms. Item—James Thompson bequeaths his mastery ol the English language to Glen Winterrowd. Item Julia Nolan wills her dignified way of earning herself to Elnora Sessions. Item—Daisy Nesslar gives her cosmetic box to Frances Blevins. Item—Marian Streeter leaves his attentions for Bernice Heustis to Everett Watkins. Item—Warren Dorn bequeaths his good humor to Charles Peterson. Item—Mildred Phelan leaves her laugh to Vera Varner. Item—Gladys Hottenstein gives her ambition to Eugene Phelan. Item—To Miriam Lewis, Anne Simpson leaves her position as “hello girl.” Item—Josephine Sharpies bequeaths her height to Peggy Patterson. Item—Maurice Powell leaves his similarity to Edison to Walter Goodman, provided he promises 10 keep up the standards set by him. Item—Margaret Jacobson leaves her old-fashioned ideas 01 a good time to Florence Gesell. Item—Bernice King bequeaths her stuhborness to Marguerite Shurr. Besides these bequeaths, we leave our best wishes to any and all who may desire them. Any property or personal possessions of ours that may remain in addition to the items specified we give and bequeath to the Chinook Board of Education to use as it sees fit. Finally, we do hereby name and appoint as the sole executor of this, our last will and testament, our Class Advisor, Miss Willsey. In witness, whereof we, the Class of 1932, the testator, have set our hand and seal on this twenty-third day of May in the Year of 1932. Witness: The Senior Class of 1932 MR. CONWAY MR. SHOWMAN

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20 THE CHINOOK BREEZE on the last rung of the ladder, with our struggle for knowledge almost completed. We found ourselves under new management, for Mr. Conway had succeeded Mr. Burney, our former superintendent. There followed the usual first few days of confusion, while we were trying to accustom ourselves to the new system. In a remarkably short time, however, the new administration had us marshalled into order, and the first semester passed off as all first semesters do. We. the Seniors, stand at the top of the ladder, gazing out into the mysteries of life which lie beyond. Of the goodly number who have composed this class, only seven have been together since the first grade. They are James Thompson, Jean Sands, Dale Watkins, Lloyd Spring, Lillian Holst. Pete Pyette and Fred Thorpe. Two, (Elain Goodman and Roy Maney) have been added to our number this, our last year. With the excellent leadership of Dale Watkins. Helen Jones and Rosa Runnlon, with Miss Willsey’s guidance, we, thirty-six in number, expect to join that myriad of “high school graduates looking for a job.” Under the direction of Mrs. Bryan, we produced our class play entitled “Bab,” which was a success dramatically and financially. The success of our annual, which has been made possible only through great efforts on the part or each member of the Senior class, and the support of its subscribers, can be determined only by those who read it. Many of us. probably the larger proportion of us. have not done all we might have, while others have done their best toward making the class of 1932 the best class ever.” We hope to have left in the hearts of future students the feeling that this class made definite strides in raising the standards of Chinook High School. —B. K. J. S. —H. J. J. T. THE CLASS WILL My friends, I have called you to assemble here a3 a solemn duty, that you, the heirs and assigns of mv respected client, the class of 1932. may hear her last will and testament, which, as her legal advisor, I drew, as directed by her, immediately prior to her passing from our presence. It was her intention and would have been her great pleasure to present you personally with these tokens of her esteem, but. finding her possessions were even more extensive and valuable than she had thought, it was impossible, particularly as her last days were so occupied with social engagements and other dates not so social, but of great importance to the future, which she was obliged to keep with various members of the faculty. On these occasions, such weird and unexpected questions were addressed to her, and immediate answer in writing being required, that the strain left her too weary for additional effort. Because of this, if any slight discrepancies or apparent injustice or partiality should appear to you May, 1932 in the distribution of her effects, we trust you will pardon it and realize it is caused, not by exhaustion of her brain, never over-robust. May I. as well as my lamented client, entreat that you receive your respective legacies in the spirit of unselfish friendship with which they were given? I shall appreciate your courteous attention while I read this duly attested will. We. the class of 1932, in the town of Chinook, the county of Blaine, and the state of Montana, being in as good mental condition as usual, and in much better temper than usual, do hereby make this, our last will and testament, rendering void and of no avail any former will or wills that may have been previously made by us during a period of tempering optimism. We feel that our brilliant record and our unusual achievements will live after us, but, not wishing to take any chances, we suggest that a tablet on which shall be inscribed our several names and a few of our most astounding deeds, be purchased and placed in the auditorium of the school in a position where it will strike the eye of all who enter. And in this manner do we dispose of our possessions: Item—We give and bequeath, freely and without reservations or stipulations, to the Junior Class, our rightful heirs, and to their heirs and assigns fcrever, our most important and valuable properties, viz., our self-satisfaction, our importance, and our wisdom, all of which we possess in enormous quantities, and we hope that said gifts will be of use in overcoming their present inertia. Item—We also leave the Junior Class our good luck. It made us what we are today and it should satisfy them. In addition to this, all our privileges and rights as Seniors in the classroom will revert to them, as well as any notebooks, pencils, fountain pens, unfinished lolly pops, or unfinished business, including debts contracted while engaged in the business of being a Senior. Item—We give and bequeath to the Junior class our well-known nerve, which they will need next year, and all the examination questions we have been given during the past year. We believe that an examination, like history, often repeats itself. Tlus answers, never owned in entirely, have long since been mislaid by us and are not included in this legacy. Item—To our friends, the Sophomores, we leave our patience. It will be found useful as the only means by which they can endure the Juniors. Item—To the young and unsophisticated Freshmen we leave a map of the school building, so that they will not get lost and roam about in everybody’s way looking for their class rooms. We include with this map our little book entitled, How to Tell the Teachers,” a pamphlet compiled by us after four years of arduous study. The legatees will notice this book is not “what” to tell the teachers but “how.” R contains specific information as to which teachers can be bluffed, which are easy and which are hard to please and those whom it is impossible to please. This information is valuable to any wishing to make high grades.

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22 THE CHINOOK BREEZE May. 1932 I Sometimes we sit and wonder. And this includes a sigh. Just why we like to go to school— Without it some get by! II. But wait—! Here comes an answer. Perhaps it’s from on High; Conscience tells us to be best To Him we must be nigh. III. Year by year this school takes in Students and teachers new; But watch, please, the one great group. The Class of ’32! Audrey Bailey, ’32. Class Prophecy FELLOW CLASSMATES: I have always had a peculiar desire to spend much ol my time alone, and because of that, I frequently take long walks. Perhaps it is because no one cares for my interesting companionship that I am alone so much, but be that as it may, I enjoy my solitude. Not long ago, I was out taking a stroll on a beautiful moonlight evening. I’m usually very brave, but that evening things seemed strange; trees whiskered weirdly to each other, and brush had an uncanny way of crackling. But I was determined nor. to let my nerves get the best of me, so 1 pushed on. Suddenly out of the stillness came a sharp cry, and a call for help. I was almost pertrified, but I managed to walk in the direction of the cry. I’ll have to admit I was afraid, but something urged me on. To my surprise. I found a gypsy girl, who had broken her ankles. She had been in town telling fortunes, and on her way back to the gypsy camp, had fallen, with that result. I helped her back to camp, and became very interested in the fortunes of the gypsies. I visited my new friend often and finally she consented to tell my fortune, but I told he: that I was not only interested in my own future but that of my classmates. “You would like to travel, wouldn’t you,” asked my gypsy friend. Would I, that’s my greatest ambition!” 1 cried. “Well—we shall see in a few moments. Listen!” Her eyes became fixed as in a trance; I was rather frightened, but soon she began to speak and I listened intently. The year 1942, has arrived. You have invested in oil wells in Oklahoma and have accumulated great wealth. Now to satisfy your burning desire for travel, you intend to tour the world. You are going to be fortunate, for you are going to see many of your former class-mates.” She paused for a moment, and then continued, saying that which I shall relate in the first person. On my way East. I stopped in Chicago to do some shopping. Here the name on every one’s lips was William Corkrum. He was the leader of the largest gang of cutthroats in the underworld. At that time he was issuing a declamation to kill the President of the U. S., Verlon Cox, for marrying the lady of Corky’s dreams, Alice Easbey. After I left Corky’s den, I decided I’d see some of the sights of the big city. I was so busy looking a sky-scrapers that I didn’t have time to see where I was going and as a result I ran directly into a big policeman. The policeman wasn’t very pleased at this affront to his dignity, but his scowl turned to a smile when he recognized me. Who else could it be but Gerhart Obie. After the shock of meeting him was over, I really wasn’t surprised to see him on the beat, for he always was a believer in law and order. He confided to me that the one ambition of his life was to break up Corky’s gang, but whether he succeeded or not. 1 do not know. The rest of my journey to New York was uneventful. 1 set sail from New York on the U. S. Beren-garia for parts unknown. I was going where ever the spirit moved me. While on our way across, we came upon a ship where a number of divers were at work. It seemed that a ship carrying a huge amount of gold to Europe had gone down. I was very startled when I discovered one of the sea divers to be Lloyd Spring. He hadn’t seemed the gold thirsty type in the good old days. I had a little chat with him and he told me Ilia, labor was a disguise for him. He had married the Queen of Holland, but a life of idleness became monotonous and he was in search of adventure. Le s hope he found it. After I arrived in Europe I found everyone owned an airplane. I was not to be outdone so I soon had my pilot’s license. I was scouting over a forest one day, when a peculiar looking building caught my eye. I landed and taxied across an open space towards the structure. Before I knew what it wa3 ail about. I saw a gun pointed at mo and a rough voice said. Don’t you know you are trespassing?” Something sounded familiar about that voice, and as I looked up, I saw that it was Ray Ramberg. Ho gasped as he saw me and extended a hand in greeting. He then look me to this peculiar looking building and explained that he and Roy were working on a way to reach Jupiter. Just then Roy joined us and contributed to the very interesting discussion. They told me about a trip they had made to Neptune. They thought that they were going to be the first to reach that planet, but they were surprised to find friends among a certain wealthy group who lived there. Daisy Nesslar was a charming hostess and she has as her assistants. Helen Jones and Leona Thompson, who helped her entertain guests from other planels. They found it a marvelous diversion from the usual routine of life on earth. I was delighted to hear of my old friends and after a few moments more of conversation, 1 took off. You might be interested in this, the Ramberg twins declared themselves confirmed bachelors. At Berlin, I chanced by the music conservatory. Only professionals were allowed to enter, and because I couldn’t go in. I was just figuring out some scheme where by I might sneak in, when I was nearly knocked off my feet by a piano that landed d»-