Ferndale Union High School - Tomahawk Yearbook (Ferndale, CA)

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I, Anna Clausen, bequeath my tennis prowess to Raymond Macken. l, Regina Nye, bequeath my quiet dignity to Sadie Ambrosini. I, Mary Montgomery, will my studiousness to Fae Morrison. I, Lola McGloughlin bequeath my four Es' to Harold Guptil. l, Erla Ring, leave my dramatic ability to Jeremiah Canty. 1, Ray Sweet, bequeath to Harold Aggler my curly pompadour. I, Coleman Scott, leave my languishing glances, at a certain Junior girl, to Linus Hicks. l, Henry Hindley, will my inipetuosity to Ray Dowd. I, Albert Martin, bequeath my brilliant blushes to Lawrence Ericksen. 1, Merton Tarubman, will my cowboy roll to Cyril Ries. I, Verny Oeschger, leave my football prowess to Louis Lanini. l, Bernard Chapin, will my devotion to the fair sex to Francis Niebur. l, Christina Ericksen, bequeath my low laugh to Edith Coppmi. I, Mildred Smith, bequeath my love of crochet to June Meng. I, Archie Sweasy, leave my angelic looks to Harold NVilliams. I, Leighton Church, bequeath my punctuality to Gertrude Smith. l, Christian Rasmussen. will my retiring disposition to Leland Harbers. I Signed j CLASS '16, so if ,L Qfk Qllema igrnphvrg WV EMORIES pictures -t X 1? f drawn before me ' 'X An the weight of i A ' 'i passing years I And I see my ear icwf f ff old classmates X Of more than ew, twenty years. First there comes Archie Sweasey, He has grown stooped and Worn. He has learned to carry milk-pails In the Wee cool hours of morn. Anna Clausen? She's a Spinster Of whom all they world .has heard. Her' wealth she spends in trav'ling Which to many seems absurd. Aleta, a second Le Zora, Her hypnotizing is great, She's been a lucky woman, She's looking for a. mate. Of Albert Martin, Fernda1e's mayor, Of him you've surely heard!! He instituted Women's suffrage. They say that he's a. bird,

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0112155 will VV e, the Senior Class of the Ferndale Union High School, of the City of Ferndale, in the State of California, being of sound mind and memory, do make, publish, and declare this our last will and testament. To the beloved Q?j junior Class we leave our cherished corner under the clock, our genuine school spirit, our superior intellectual ability, and our student dignity. To the pompous Sophomores we dedicate our retiring disposition, our skill in Dramaltics, and our reverence for established traditions. VV e alsc leave a quart jar of antiflugestine to reduce their swelled heads. To the innocent Freshmen we bequeath our absolute obedience to the fac- ulty, our unquestionable loyalty to the school, and our masterful way of hand- ling subjects in Student Body. To Miss Moser we dedicate our tatting shuttles and crochet hooks, and our skill in serving course dinners. To Miss Minthorn we leave the memory of our serene QFD study hall periods, our appreciation of her delight in the Junior Class, and the privilege of taking her class on a picnic next year. To Miss Rouark we will our masterpieces in English composition, the aching void left by our departure, and our innocent looks when reprimanded for talking. To Mr. Rieben we dedicate the privilege of winding the Study Hall clock, the difficult task of replacing our men on the different teams, and the mow-- ing of the front lawn. To Mr. Grant we leave our breathless interest in the articles he reads us in Study Hall, our even temper, and our knowledge of Parliamentary Law. Mr. Brown we leave our history note books, our penmanship and a bamboo pole for keeping order in the study hall. We, as individual members of the class. make the following bequeasts: I, Elise Brodersen, bequeath to Gladys Bugbee, my bottle of peroxide. I, Mary Canty, will my coquettish glances to Muriel Brown. I, Mabel Clark, leave my desk in the corner to Sadie French. I. Edna Lund, leave my sweet soprano voice to Harold Hough. I, Aleta McGlaughlin. leave my fondness for Church to Emma Jacobsen. I, Lillie Petersen, bequeath my facility with the typewriter to Luther Han- sen. I, Gertrude Miller, leave my exclusive style to Barrett Cook. I, Irma Goble, leave my Basket Ball proficiency to Margaret Montgomery. I. Ethel Ericksen, will my ability to get fussed in Student Body to the coming secretary. I. I-Ielene Ring, bequeath my injured innocence in Study Hall, VI period, to Oluf Ring. i I, Dora Casanova, will my burning curiosity to Doris Clausen. 13

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Bernard Chapin, always talking, Is ever talking still. He's busy selling sewing machines, He's always sending bills. Christina? a, jitney driver In the city of Petrolia. When you go there to stay To the op'ra will roll ya! Christian well known as Cutie, Is a night hawk so they say, A poor old stage-door Johnny, He larks till break of day. There comes before my memory A famous and well known singer, Colie is on the Orpheum Route, He is known as Charlie Ringer. Dora Cas., once Secretary, ls sailing thru: the sky, An aviator famous. Where is she? we all cry. Who is that wonderful speaker, A Suffragette so fair. Why it's Elise B, of Ferndale! She's the leader, I declare. Ji Firla Ring is nowha sport. She rivals Eleanore Sears, She fishes, hunts and golfs, Nothing does she fear. Edna's a matron, stern and cross, Of a disciplined school for girls. She doesn't approve of thelir laughter and fun, And even forbids their curls, Ethel she's a model, For Lady Duff-Gordon's show, She's working now in Paris, Wh-ere for fashions we all go. Gertrude? Oh yes, she's busy, She works from morn till night, Midst soap and clothes and water, She scrubs with all her might. Helene's engageld by Ringling's, She's the bicycle rider there: She loops the loop and so forth, To breathe we do not dare. Henry- an ardent reformer, No longer the hunter bold, He's always making speeches, Telling of our sins so bold. Bridget, or rather Irma, Is busy dressing hair, Her office is Fifth Avenue, Where she pulls the tresses fair. Lola once so studious, She couldn't havel chosen worse, Is living now in Harlem, And is busy writing verse. Let me think where is our Lillie? Living now in China Row, She's grown worn and wrinkled, Still hunting for a beau. I Leighton is no longer single, His wife wears puffs and wigs, While he poor hen-pecked husband, Is busy tending kids, Merton Taubman is- a leader, And the movies are his art, He's grown to be a winner, He, has now the leading part. Mabel is on the Tribune staff, London has heard of her fame She gives advice to lovelorn fblks, She works with might and main. Mary's a mill operator, She's men under her by the score, She believes on this new proposition Of women FOREVER MORE. Then comes a. lady barber, Let me think-I know her way- It is Mildreld Smith of Ferndale, Known to fame, the people say. ll M Mary's a lady of leisure, Montgomery's not her name, She associates with the Astors, A high flown society dame. Tuski's the same old codger. As he was in the days of yore, A dign reading 'tSweet's Corn Plas- ters, Now hangs above his door. Regina, I remember, Is at Coney Isle, New York, A ballet dancelr famous, She's dancing now in Cork. Let me think for half a minute, Where's Germy, grim and bold Yes I 'member now. Exploring: He's discovered 3, new pole. Sidney, our last President, Is an inventor of great fame, He invented a brand new baseball, He now plays the famous game. There they are the twenty-nine of 'em, B ieve me it's a care To try to think how all of them Are scattered everywhere. -Ethel Ericksen, '1 6.