Edmonds High School - Echo Yearbook (Edmonds, WA)

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HISTORY OF THE CLASS OF ’28 Fifty-six green Freshmen entered Edmonds High School in September of 1924, with Mr. Leslie W. Johnson as leader. Ruth Hovde was elected the first class president. The class was well represented in school activities; three of the girls were on the basketball team. The Freshmen picnic was held at the Edmonds park and “a wonderful time was had by all.” In the Sophomore year Mrs. Murphy began her reign over forty strug- gling students. Kyle Kramer and Betty Ulm were elected for semester presi- dents. The class took active part in the activities of the school year, being represented in the all-school play, on the Wireless Staff, and in all athletics. The achievements of the term were brought to a happy and successful termi- nation, with a picnic held at Hall’s Lake in May. During their Freshmen and Sophomore years the class had gradually diminished in size, until at the beginning of their Junior year, only thirty students remained. Mrs. Murphy was again the class advisor. The class president was Bob Sanderson, who held this office during the entire term. “Green Stockings” was the amusing three-act comedy presented by the class of ’28. The class piled into trucks and went on a picnic to Silver Lake where they enjoyed dancing, swimming, rowing and the best of eats. Thirty dignified Seniors returned in the fall of ’27 and were once more welcomed by Mrs. Murphy. Their president was Mildred Meyers who held this office during the entire year. Although the Senior Class is one of the smallest in the high school, the scope of its activities has not been limited to any small degree. The Seniors were represented in the basketball team by Orrin Heath, Bob Sanderson, and Bill Kellogg, who have been on the team two successive years. The Senior boys and girls won the basketball inter- class games for 1928. The Seniors led the social events by the originality of their “Pirate Party.” The gym was decorated with pirate flags, daggers and guns. The realistic features of the party were a play, and feats of daring by the pirates of ’28, who, by a miracle had left their dignity for an evening’s fun. Re- freshments were served from a pirate ship. “The Charm School,” a three-act comedy was presented by the Senior Class in April. The play represented a girls’ school, where a handsome young man as Professor, was assisted by four young men to instruct the girls how to be charming. It was none other than the Senior girls who started the idea of wearing middies three days each week: Monday, Wednesday and Friday. This was later taken up by the Girls’ Club. As a closing touch of four years the Seniors are sponsoring an all- school annual. For three years the burden of leading the Senior class has been carried on successfully by one small person, beloved to all seniors, Mrs. Marjory II. Murphy. Twelve ELDA MANSZ.

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LOIS PRIEBE: The mildest man' ners and the fairest heart. EILEEN RUTHERFORD: She is a radiating focus of good will. ROBERT SANDERSON: I am monarch of all I survey. WALTER SCHWIND: Greater men than myself may have lived, but I doubt it. DOROTHY SMITH: Tall and stately as a queen. ROY SPARKS: The world knows nothing of its most famous men. MILDRED TEMPLE: Anxious to help, always fair. Loving, kind and on the square. Eleven

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CLASS PROPHECY It was with mixed feelings of awe and curiosity that I stood before the “Time Machine,” the greatest invention of our scientific age. In less than fifteen minutes I would step to the driver’s seat of this queer car, pull a lever—to be projected into the past or the future according to my wishes. The success of the experiment was of vital importance for with it we could defy time, learn the secrets of the past and know what to expect from the future. Having just graduated from high school I was interested exclusively in the future, so exactly at twelve noon, June 6th, 1928, I entered the “Time Machine” to begin an unparalleled adventure. After the first shock ex- perienced, caused by the abrupt movement of the machine, I sufficiently gathered my wits together to notice or rather feel, that I was hurdling through space at a terrific speed. I could see nothing as yet, everything was in darkness, but such darkness as I had never before experienced. I could feel it reach out long arms for me and hear it rush toward me to engulf me in a nameless void. Suddenly the blackness was pierced by daz- zling, jagged streaks of pure white light, and then by a kaleidioscope of color such as never before has been seen. As my eyes grew accustomed to the sudden changes of blinding color, I noticed what seemed to be a shim- mering curtain of jet black with 1928 in flaming white across its entire length. The speed of my machine diminished as I drew near the curtain and soon I had come near enough to boldly reach out and draw aside the veil which hid the future from me and entered 1928 exactly one minute after twelve. Incredible! Almost beyond the ken of human understanding. One minute ago I left 1928 yet in sixty seconds I had traversed ten years and was now in 1938, safe and to all appearances, perfectly sane. The town I had left behind me was a far different place from the teeming metropolis I now entered. Edmonds had changed indeed with the passing of ten years. I walked down what seemed to be the main street of the town when suddenly I was arrested by a glad cry. Turning around I beheld my dearest friend, Dorothy Smith, coming toward me. She was now married to the captain of a ferry which ran between Edmonds and Mukilteo. From her I heard that Mary Alice Atchison was missionary to blind Esquimeaux at the North Pole, and Ellen Carlson owned an exclusive beauty parlor, which specializes in face lifting. As we walked along talking of old times we came to the Civic Audi- torium where huge letters announced the fact that the world famous lec- turer, Mildred Meyers, would speak there soon on the topic, “Which Man Shall I Marry,” and wonders of wonders her manager and press agent were none o.her than Orrin Heath and Clareon Duppenthaler. The main speaker there for that day was Scoutmaster Eldon Brackett, the founder of the International League of Boy Scouts. Farther down the street we met Lois Priebe who was now a great poet- ess. At this time she was in town to see about the publication of her sixth Thirteen