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

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City of EUendale %Z44 TVcCt County of Dickey State of North Dakota . We, the seniors of Glendale High School being of sound mind(??) , on this solemn eve of our sad departure from the afore-mentioned institution of higher learning do hereby bequeath the following to the future graduates of our beloved high school, ARTICLE I To the Junior Class we will our co-operation in school activities and the right bo be called seniors after ten o’clock p.m.. May 27. ARTICLE II To the Sophomores we will our great success in planning the Junior-Senior Prom and our very studious abilities, ARTICLE III To the Freshmen we will our ability to stay in school and work hard for four uears, ARTICLE IV The individual bequests are as follows: I, Ardys anderson, leave Gary Tiegs to carry on the 11 end ale tradition ef safe auto driving for which I am noted, I, Rayma Bartels, do bequeath my sunny disposition and cheery co-operation to Sally Crabtree, I Harold Beecher, do leave my business trips to Frederick to. Ivan Sand, I, Joan Bell, do bequeath my ability to Filibuster in economics to Helen Tuuri. I, Violette Brown, leave my bashfulness to Marion MaGoon. I, Mary Jean Donahe, leave my dark brown eyes to Donna Mae Van Sickle in hopes that it will help her B.A. (Boy appeal to you, Donna Mae) I, Virgil Erdelt, do bequeath my two-toned shoes, my plaid shirt, my plaid trousers, my plaid socks, and my striped tie to... anyone who can stand to wear the concoction. I, Marion Gehring, do transmit the fine art of snoozing in class to Bruce McShane in case he has missed the minor points, I, Violet Haase, leave part of my gum-cracking to any other gum fiend, I, Betty Hagen, do hereby leave my twirling ability and baton to Marian Martin, I t Darlene Hatfield, do hereby brqueath my speed in leaving E.H.S. to Natalie Nickolaison. I, Rodney Hermansen, do hereby leave my brain to the biology class for further analysis. Z f Vivian Heil, do hereby leave my size four shoes to Shirley Adams, hoping they will please you, Shirley, I, Maurice Huber, do leave my old razor blades and shaving mugs to any fellow who wants to play Romeo. I, Nadine Jury, do hereby bequeath my smallness of stature to Ella Stein- wand. I, Paul Kern, leave my ability to blow the trombone in the band and my flirting ability to Duane Wanttie.

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G5 0 3 Continuing our journey north to our nation ' s capital, we visited Rayma Bartels, North Dakota ' s first woman representative in Congress. In New York we visited Ann Slemmona, the noted author of the current best seller, How To Get Your Man . Shirley and I read the book but we are still single J We left for Chicago the next day. It was Saturday and the streets were crowded so we went right to the Steven ' s Hotel to rest a little. We had just entered the elevator when the elevator operator turned around and greeted us. Who was it? Marion Gehring. She told us she had. given up her search for her ' one and only ' and was happy at her present job. That evening a very exciting thing happened J Floyd put his shoes outside the door, like he does every night, and someone stole them. The next day when he discovered the theft, he called the house detective, and who should it be but Evelyn Martin. He im- mediately brought her into our room and we all began firing questions at her. We did find out that she was carrying on with the chef of the hotel! The next day, Sunday, we decided to go to church and since the three of us wanted to go to our respective churches, we decided we ' d walk straight east and go to the first one we came to. It happened to be the Evangelical Church and you can imagine our surprise when we saw our old classmate Roland Voegeli in the rostrum J We only had time to shake his hand and say just a few words while passing out after the services. Going north to Milwaukee, Wisconsin, we found Betty Hagen as principal of a high school there. After a chat with her we started on our last lap of the journey. Minneapolis was our next stop. There we looked up Virgil Erdelt who was now manager of the Randall Company Chain Stores in Minnesota and the Dakotas. His fiance, Joan Randall, he told us, was on a road trip, singing with Stan and his Country Boys. We said good-bye and headed for Fargo. While we were eating lunch in the airport, we ran onto Paul Kern. He told us he was operating a summer resort in the Black Hills. The name of it was: Kem-McShane Resort . We didn ' t have to ask any more questions about that situation! We then got off again and were heading toward Ellendale. Suddenly the engine of our plane started sputtering and we had to make a forced landing. Luckily enough it was about a mile out of Lisbon so Shirley, Floyd and I, learning that it would take three hours to fix the plane, walked into town. Cf all people we meet, down the street comes Janice Rime. She informed us that she teaches music in high school there, and also Kenneth Pierce coached there. She said Kenneth was married and had two little ones. When we got through talking to her it was time to be heading for home. We hired a car to take us to the plane and were soon on our way once more. As we drew near home, Shirley suggested that we fly over the home of Corinne Stark. So we did. She had a chicken farm with her husband a little way from Merricourt. (Chickens weren ' t the only things she was raising, by the looks of her clothes line! ) Continuing on south, we flew over the home of Dorothy Steinwand Bobbe. Well, well, there was Dorothy herself hanging out clothes. It looked as if she was giving Corinne a little competition. Too bad we couldn ' t talk with her but I imagine that she was too busy anyway. We reached Ellendale and after planning to meet again sometime for a long visit, Shirley, Floyd and I parted and went back to our respective careers, intent upon seeing our classmates again some time. N 1949 Ellendale High School Yearbook Coleman Museum 2017

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I, Shirley King, do hereby leave my ability to start a cheery conversation to Betty Bauder. I, Evelyn Martin, do bequeath my new short bob to Dauna Bell, I, Floyd Mattheia, do hereby leave my good loolfs and winning ways with the faculty to Tomny Wright, I, Verna McShane, do hereby bequeath the remainder of my red hair dye to Guy Bobbe in case he runs out. I, Pearl Mueller, do leave my variety of gay clothes to anyone who feels they need a little brightening up, I, Betty Pahl, do hereby leave my extensive wardrobe to Jeanette McShane — especially my RED courderoy suit, I, K,C. Pierce, do hereby bequeath my numerous out of town girls to next year ' s basket-ball team. Hope you boys can handle them all, I, Dolores Provost, do leave my maidenly blushes to Nona Mellang. Add them to your own, Nona, I, Janice Rime, do hereby leave my coy ways to Marilyn Heipler, I, Joan Randall, do hereby bequeath my dainty figure, which is known to van?) the boifs to Peggy Walleen, I, Palmer Retzlaff , do hereby leave the shot put and the discus to Norman in hopes he can break next year ' s track record, I, Mable Schaller, do hereby leave my ability to go steady to that fickle little sophomore, Bonnie Bowerman. I, Ann Slemmons, do bequeath the extra pounds I gained last sumaer to Dorothy Schneck hoping you ' ll be pleasingly plump. I, Dorothy Steinwand, do hereby leave my worn out cheers to Midge Hagel for further use. I, Dorothy Tuc hscher, do hereby leave, I, Roland Voegeli, do bequeath my dancing technique to Delbert Jury, I, Roy Widmer, do hereby leave my slicked down hair and my h id grease to Wayne Gibson, who seems to be using winter grade oil now, I, Ernest Woodward, do hereby bequeath my dramatic ability to Donald Brown, Carry on old boy. 40 N ARTICLE V Any other Will or Testament made by us is declared null and will upon the publication of this, our last one. In witness thereof we do set our hand and seal to this Will on this menmr- able seventh day of April, one thousand nine hundred and forty-nine, — — - T he Seniors CO c in