Ellendale High School - Redbird / Microphone Yearbook (Ellendale, ND)

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Ellendale High School MAROON AND BLACK Page Twenty-Three 1921 Ellendale High School Yearbook Coleman Museum, 2017

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Ellendale High School MAROON AND BLACK From San Francisco I changed my course and flew southwest to Brazil. Running out of gas shortly after reaching the tropical lands, and spying an open spot in the distance 1 volplaned and landed on what proved to be a lawn — long, green and sloping — exceed- ingly well kept. At the extreme end was a large white house, and at one side buildings which looked like laboratories. I though to myself, as I touched the ground, that I would have the owner of the plantation after me for cutting up his lawn, which I observed rather ruefully, I had done. As I expected, a man emerged from one of the numerous buildings and walked rapidly toward me. As he came closer the look of anger changed to one of kindly greeting. As I live, it was Pete Bjornstad, owner of a large rubber plantation. I spent the rest of the day exploring his kingdom and after replenishing my plane, I proceeded on my journey, glad that by running out of gas, I had seen Pete. After stopping at various other points in Brazil, I made my way back to the United States, intending to stop somewhere in Texas. 1 landed on a level stretch of land near a small, but lovely village. An attractive young ady on horseback passed by. The Mexican, who was talking with me, bowed low, “Bueno dias, Senora Frances ’ The face looked familial and the name suggested our old classmate, Frances Haskins. I visited her on her ranch and spent a very enjovable evening. The people around there quite idolize their “Senora Frances,” as they call her. I proceeded north to St. Louis, stopping there to see a big league baseball game, in which Raymond Dillingham figured as the star player and able successor to Babe Ruth. Having some business to attend to at Bismarck, North Dakota, 1 stopped there, and going to the First National bank, I asked to speak to the president. I was conducted to his private office. The man seated at the desk, without looking up, inquired what I wanted. I started to state my business. He, too, started, looked up and — “Pony Crab- tree,” I exclaimed. Well, we talked business somewhat but gossiped more. He intro- duced me to his wife who, I was interested to learn, was none other than our little class- mate, “Scotch.” She was president of one of the leading women’s clubs of the city and had attained considerable fame as ' a platform orator. The next day 1 went on to St. Paul. 1 was walking through the business section of the city when an elegant car drew up to the curbing and a pompous looking gentleman stepped out. It was Forrest Cowles, president of the class of ’ 21 , and also pres ident of Montgomery Ward Co. I spent the rest !of the day with him touring Minneapolis and St. Paul, and then flew onward to Ohio. I stopped at Cornell College and in visiting some of the English classes I found Jennie Wright, class poet, authoress, etc., in charge. She told me afterwards that her work there was preparation for writing English textbooks for High School use. She also told me that she had broken her former vows in regard to remaining single and had entered into new ones in conjunction with the Professor of Modern Languages of that college. It was between Cornell and Springfield that I met with my accident, but, nevertheless, I am glad that I took the trip and it has been the most wonderful episode in my life. Sincerely, Kenneth Leiby. P. S. I hope that you and Min are enjoying yourselves and that your c ongregation are behaving themselves as model parishoners ought. Best wishes for your future success. Kenny. Page Twenty-Two 1921 Ellendale High School Yearbook Coleman Museum, 2017

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MAROON AND BLACK Ellendale High School Bernice Bishop With pep in basketball Bishop is there And s ' he’s often been heard to re- mark, “I de-Clare”. The fellows in High Are nuite bashful and shy But N. I. examples are rare. Paul Callan Cully’s the boy who shows the class He makes a hit with many a lass. He’s Miss Collins’’ trial With his sweet little smile But in basketball he sure can pass. Robert Cassels Bob knows why he is sent to school And he never forgets the golden rule. His marks are so high We would never dare try To surpass them for that would be cruel. Fae Crandall A nice little girlie is Fae. You wouldn’t expect it, but say, When it comes to some fun She is there on the run And on the piano does play. Lucille Dockery A modest young girl is Lucille, But in basketball pep does reveal, If we tried to play A game any day Without her, we’d lose it we feel. Fred Enzminger There is a young fellow named Fred. Who in class appears to be dead, But friends, do not weep For he’s only asleep And we want no tears to be shed. Page Twenty-Four 1921 Ellendale High School Yearbook Coleman Museum, 2017