Ellensburg High School - Klahiam Yearbook (Ellensburg, WA)

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or . . -. KLM? E Fl fb ,sf First row-Margaret Short, Charlotte Crawford, Elizabeth Barden, Laura Garriott, Zelda Northcutt, Florence Lambert, Mary Tjossem, Ruth Peterson, Margaret Johnson, Grace Grove, Olrikka Ganty, Myrtle Ireland, Thelma Nelson. K' bSec0nd row-Kieth VVeaver, Miss Maclay fadvisorl, Ernest Bolyard, Harold Wilson, Ralph lr y. Steps-Vida Emerson, Celia Richardson, Lois Churchill, Lucile Pay. Edna Christian, Florence Holman, Isabelle Green, Rose Anderson, Mary de Jong, Arline Westcott, Margaret Colwell, Ruth Edwards, Vera Lambert, Doris Schnebly, Mildred Ortman, Belnice Broderick, Helen Wilson, Pauline Charles, Paul Bradshaw, Marvin Cook. Sophomore Class History Completing our second successful year in dear old E. H. S., we are thus nearer our goal, and eager to tackle whatever may lie before us as we step into the coveted place of upper-class men. Not in accordance with the long established precedent, we entered as a group of bold freshmen. True to our boldness we were not timid in making ourselves known. This year We were represented in the various departments. Of the six girls who were in the sextette, three were from the sophomore class. In athletics, Leslie Gar- dinier and Glen Grunden did excellent work. Linus Walker was one of the debaters against the Yakima team. Next year as we take our places as Juniors, We hope to hold our banner high, and the prestige and honor bestowed upon us, we hope to pass on to the succeeding juniors, untarnished. M. I. M. IIS

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nrs.irriigi2eQr E - ri - s- junior Class Officers . ' .... .,.,,... ......... L a urence Clemens President ..... ....... Vice President ......,.A ...... X Varren Slemmons Secretary ,.,........,... ........ E lizabeth Kohler Treasurer ..... ....., Florence Pope Advisor ...A.... ,,,.... lX fliss Hamblin unior Class History Surrounded by tinkling streams of water and grassy mendows, the promising flower of education grows in the Garden of Tomorrow. It does not occupy a preten- tious position there, yet, to explore the inner recesses of the place it is necessary to brush its petals in passing. When I first passed by the garden, the year was at the Spring and all was very tranquil with only the murmur of the honey bees to break the stillness. The plant was younger then, and proud of its glossy green leaves that fluttered in the whiffs of wind. A year passed before I returned, surprised to see buds on my flower friend, and the gay leaves strewn on the grass. Pink, the buds were, like babies peeping out of the clouds, and for a time the larks nesting in the lowlands were no more carefree than they. But a cold wind swept down upon their frolic, one day, and when morning came, all, save one bud, lay on the ground with the leaves. Oo-oo-o, sighed the wind in the tree tops, , now or never, now or never. The sun was shining brightly when the garden came into view around the bend, the following year, and the larks, with golden throats were flinging music to the skies. In the streams the water tinkled as of yore, where the brown stones nestled. Then I saw the exotic beauty of my favorite, the Flower of Education, in its solitude. The one remaining bud was mature, perfect from the gold of its heart to the shimmering tips of its petals, and it brightened the whole garden with its fragrance and beauty. W'ork well done, sighed the wind at my ear, petals, petals. I looked and each petal bore an inscription: Operetta on one, football another, athletics, debates, dances, plays, they were all represented by petals, and across the face of the golden heart was 'Prom' in letters of the rainbow. I turned away in won- der, yet, gazing again, the petals were spotless and free of writing. Only fancy, heat, and weariness of a long journey. There remained the flowerg it alone was real. I trudged on, stopping before my path turned, to look once more on the flower that glistened and glowed in the garden, in the glory of its career. I shall know no more, I mediated, till I return again, another season, when the beauty of the flower will have given way to seeds. Where the seeds, blown by the Winds of Chance, to the four corners of the earth, shall go, we cannot know, and with this must be content! z7

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1fiL.M-Mzzfgm E - H - S- First row-Dorothy Frederic-ks, Leas Bowman, Elise Tiffany, Virginia Fish, Dorothy Hutch- inson, Ruth Holman, Linus Xvalker. Second row-Bernard Bender, John Miller, Erwin Billiter, Palo! Tjossem, Ralph Rowlands Max Clark, Harold Denslow. Steps-Claude Hall, Donald Sloan, Harold Cook ladvisorl, Harry Shaw, Floyd McDonald Raymond Crim, Glenn Grundon, John Moser, Darrel Mc-Cloud, Everett Raison. Fred Thomet Arthur Carlson, John de Jong, Jack Cole, W'illis Hanks, Marshall White, Robert Crown. Sophomore Class Officers Prosident ...,. ...,........,...i,.,,..,...................,... .....i.. ..i........i.....,... T J e slie Gardinier Vive President ,...... ....... ll IEll'gI:11'0t Short Sevretary '... ........i.. . .,.... I lois Churchill Treasurer ,,...l, .,,.....,..,,,,......A......,,..,............... . lack Cole Advisors ....l,.,, ...Miss Mavlay, Harold Cook Z2 9