Edinboro High School - Turtle Yearbook (Edinboro, PA)

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river for gold. Why Elaine was working so hard we do not know, for Alkali still owned 51? of the partnership. We exchanged greetings with Elaine, ignored Alkali's snore, filled our water canteens, and moved toward the Rocky Mountains which we could see in the distance. As we passed the Great Salt Lake, we saw Shirley Young standing on the shore with her stalwart young son, Brigham. At last we began our climb up the Rocky Mountains where we saw that prosperous trapper, Wildcat Willrich, dragging behind him on a leash two bears, one mountain lion, and a shmoo. His mule was plodding along under the burden of many beaver pelts and foxtails. As we approached Pike's Peak, Lumber-Jack Gumbert was seen fearlessly riding a treacherous log jam toward the Colorado River. He was so brave! The weather in the mountains was much colder than on the desert and we had to find a cabin in which to spend the night. We were thankful when at last we glimpsed a rustic cabin among the pines. A tall object located beside the cabin aroused our curi- osity. As we approached, we saw that it was Totem Pole Hecker. She was delighted to see us and we spent the night in her warm cabin. The next day we proceeded- through them that hills and started our journey down the mountains. Here we met another old '49-er prospector, Fred Skelton, leading his faithful old mule, Clementine. ln- cluded with his other equipment were Indian trinkets and warpaint, which he sold on the side. At the foot of the mountains, we came to the Bar Nothing Ranch, owned and operated by Tom Warner. He showed us around his ranch with great pride. At one end of the Corral, Carl Billich the Bronco Buster sat on three pillows. At the other end of the corral was Geraldine Horn, the horse trainer, teaching the horses not to horse around. We thanked Tom for a delightful visit and continued on our way. A little farther on, we saw a squatter's cabin belonging to Ed Roos and his family. A sign on the gate, Roos's Roosters' Roost, attracted our attention. We came to the amazing conclusion that he raised chickens for a living. 1 At last we arrived on the Gold Coast, and at the fort just outside the city of Frisco, we met the First Fire and Then Duck Regiment commanded by Fearless Foy. The regiment was on its way to rescue Toncre's Traveling Medicine Chest. janet and her caravan had been attacked by Indians. We certainly hope they arrived in time to save her. Our journey from the East to the Gold Coast was brought to an end as we entered Frisco. We immediately went to a hotel to get some rest before starting out for a sociable evening at the Opery-House. Featured at the Opery-House that night were our old friends, Madame Butterfly Emerson and Robert Jose Santos. We never realized how lovely Queenie's Chorus could sound in an Opery-House. It wasaltogether a delightful performance. After the Opery, we attended a free-for-all celebration in honor of George Hrinko, the industri- ous miner,,who had just STRUCK IT RICH. The affair lasted far into the night and used up at least 25? of Georges profits. . Since our business was completed, we decided to return to the East by steamboat. We finally made arrangements with Pauline Phillips' A and P CAtlantic and Pacificj Line. As we went aboard, we recognized Whirlpool Wheeler, captain and guardian of the sturdy little craft. He assured us of a safe journey home. As the whistle blew and our boat pulled away from the dock, we regretfully bid farewell to all the '49-ers. Though life seems difficult, heed the example of the Class of 1949, for they proved that the first hundred years are the hardest. It is no wonder that the teachers thank their lucky stars that a class like ours only happens once in a hundred years! Phoebe Waldo and Shirlee Perrine

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v In CLASS PROPHECY The 49-ers The Class of '49 looks forward to a brilliant future. With the glorious past which we have had, how can we help but have a promising future! As we happen only once in hundreed years, with your kind permission, we shall endeavor to take you back to 1849 to see what the class of 1949 was doing at that time. 1849, as you will recall, was the year of the California Gold Rush, which led to the settlement of the West. Back in those days, my bosom buddy, Shirlee Perrine, and I were employed by the United States Census Bureau. We were to make a survey on the increasing population of California. We traveled by train to St. Louis, and from there started our journey to the Gold Coast by horseback. We had traveled just a few miles out of St. Louis when a feminine rider, Joyce Maynard, of the Hicks and Mack Pony Express Co., brought us the news that Davey Crockett Carrier and his husky young partner, Herbie Schilling, were bravely holding the Alamo against the Mexicans by every scheming trick which they knew. We overtook a wagon party headed by the famed trailblazer, Virgil Leslie. By the campfire, we recognized the gracious frontier woman, Evelyn Decker, carefully tending the gaping wounds of Rattle- snake Al Novotny-wounds which he had received during his latest skirmish with the redskins. That well-known pioneer woman, La Verne Yunic, greeted us and cordially invited us to spend the night in her humble but safe group. Miss Yunic was known all over the west for founding those small one- horse towns with a population of twelve or fifteen. Since we were growing hungry and tired, we accepted her invitation. The delicious aroma from the kettle told us that for supper we were having Hungarian Goulash and that good old western dish, roast coyote spareribs, prepared by those wonder- ful cooks, Dolores Harned and Dorothy Harris. Early the next morning, we continued our journey to the Gold Coast. In the distance we could see Boom Town. Before arriving in Boom Town, we met a stagecoach of Cap's Coach Lines. It stopped and we recognized the driver as Cactus Clair. He introduced us to the shotgun guard, Texas Troyer and the two occupants of the coach, Beata Hawkins and Ed Dundon, the Eastern executives who had success- fully convinced Big Chief Larry Sitting Bull that the new Reservation Act had granted him enough land on which to sit. We decided to have our horses reshod at Boom Town and to take in its spectacular sights in the meantime. We went to the blacksmith's shop and there was Frank Mukina diligently shoeing the horse of Clamity Jean Van Luven. Calamity jean, we learned, was at that moment turning loose her feminine charms on wealthy Jerry Loughran, proprietor of the Buzzard Nest Hotel. She considered her feudin' with Wild Bill Hiccups too trying and had decided to settle down. Of course, she had many rivals, especially Mademoiselle Olga Harayda, the Russian bombshell from Gay Paree. The whole town consisted of eight main buildings. One-half of the town was composed of a chain of four saloonsg the other half consisted of a trading post, the blacksmith shop, the hotel, and an Under- taker's Parlor. The trading post was run by those oldtimers, the Zulovich sisters, Ella and Mary, who had survived many an Indian war. The Undertaker's Parlor was operated by the famed Doctor Jekyll Chamberlain, who was known for his modern method of burying people in pine boxes. While we were saddling our horses and readying our departure from Boom Town, we saw, riding toward us, two of the West's few law-making citizens. As they came closer, we saw the never-to-be- forgotten sheriff, Pat O'Brien Garrett, and her one trusted deputy, Cynthia Bring 'Em Back Dead or Alive Alcorn. They were on the trail of Billy the Kid, the notorious outlaw. We informed them that we had not seen any sign of the Kid on our journey. While passing through Buffalo Country, we saw Buffalo Bill Colvin riding over the plain. Sudden- ly a buffalo came charging toward him. He drew his trusty Hogley, but before he could fire, a shot rang out and the buffalo fell dead, shot square between the eyes by Annie Marie Clawson Oakley. W' e were badly in need of water, and in our search for it, we came across Alkali Adams, snoozing under a Coukamonga tree on the bank of Gizmo River. Lying on the sand beside him were his prospect- ing utensils. Behind him, we saw his ambitious partner, Gold-Digger Dodds, faithfully panning the

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CLASS WILL PAUL ADAMS-lCaVCS his eloquence of speech to Bob Johnson. CARL BILICH-leaves his mustache to Ed Almazon. LARRY BULL-leaves his way with the girls to Mike Naglowski. DAVID CARRIER--leaves his wise cracks to Ted Hrinko. EDWARD CHAMBERLAIN-lC3VCS his refined intelligence to Bill Schmunk. ROBERT CLAIR-leaves his prowess with a trumpet to the Music Department. WILLIAM COLVIN-leaves his shyness to Douglas Ryan. EDWARD DUNDON-leaves his guard position to some aspiring unclerclassman. EDWARD FOY-regretfully leaves Marjorie Vogt. EDGAR GUMBERT-leaves his muscles to Frank Walker. GEORGE HRINKO-leaves his wavy hair to Harold Taylor. GERALD LOUGI-IRAN-leaves his blush to Bob Lang. VIRGIL LESLIE-leaves his manly physique to Jim Warner. FRANK MUKINA-leaves his football ability to Tom Lloyd. ALOYSIUS NOVOTNY-leaves his gum-chewing ability to Mr. Schwab. EDWARD ROOS-leaves his height to the Butteriields. ROBERT SANTOS-lCaVCS his shortness to Ernest Droms. HERBERT SCHILLING-leaves his unique brain to the Biology Department for further study. FRED SKELTON-leaves his boldness to Larry Schirmer. CLETUS TROYER-leaves the Athletic Department so that he can fill silos. THOMAS WARNER--leaves a good example for future seniors. GEORGE WHEELER-leaves to make practical application of everything he has learned in the Vocational Department. THOMAS WILLRICH-leaves his broad shoulders to Ralph Batchelor. CYNTHIA ALCORN-lCaVCS her cooking ability to Weltha Warren. IRENE CAP-leaves her quietness to Barbara Niederriter. ANNAMARIE CLAWSON-lCHVCS her acting ability to next years seniors. EVELYN DECKER-lCaVCS her dry wit to Sally Pavkov. ELAINE DOODS-leaves her cheerful smile to any sour puss who wants it. ALICE EMERSON-leaves her sparkling personality to Estella Van Luven. DOLORES HARNED-leaves her dancing technique to the struggling beginners. OLGA HARAYDA-leaves her deviltries to Priscilla Freeman. BEATA HAWKINS-leaves Mr. Varricchio white-haired and broken in spirit. ALLENE HECKER-leaves her long legs to Winifred Decker. VELDA HICKS-leaves her shortness to Myrna Wiley. GERALDINE HORN-leaves her quiet tongue to Miriam Kingsley. MILDRED MACK-leaves her shyness to Pauline Yutcik. JOYCE MAYNARD-leaves her horse pictures to the Art Department. PATRICIA O'BRIEN-leaves her studious attitude to her brother. Sl-IIRLEE PERRINE-leaves her brains to the backward juniors. PAULINE PHILLIPS-lC8VCS her athletic ability to Dolores Hoig. JANET TONCRE-leaves to become a nurse. JEAN VAN LUVEN-leaves school so that she will have more time to improve her mind. PHOEBE WALDO-leaves to make a home for Howdy. SHIRLEY YOUNG-just leaves promising never to cut her hair again. LA VERNE YUNIC-lCaVCS her naturally curly hair to Mary Alice Harris. ELLA ZULOVICH-leaves her placid way to Nancy Alcorn. MARY ZULOVICH-leaves to marry a boy whose last name starts with A so that she will no longer be at the end of the alphabet.