Grand Junction High School - Tiger Yearbook (Grand Junction, CO)

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Helm lligfclaM Springfield. Mo. (1. 2) Class Play (4) Glee Club (4) Sec'y.-Treas. (4). She that is born a beauty is half married. Balk Hoel Treas. (2) Glee Club (2, 3) Class Play (4). Time destroyed is suicide where more than blood is spilt. Harold Houmc Basketball (2. 3. 4) Football (3, 4) Operetta (1. 2, 3, 4) Minstrel Show (2, 3. 4) Junior Rotary (3. 4). Eat. drink, and be merry, for tomorrow we finish the trip. Glndyn Hiarkstep Hoel-Ross (4). Knowledge in youth is wisdom in age. Amy Jay art Mt. Lincoln (1. 2) Ass. Tiger Staff (4) Spanish Club (3. 4). Gentle of speech, be-nificent of mind. Orville Jaynes Mt. Lincoln (1, 2) Spanish Club (3. 4). He hath a lean and hungry look. Mattie Jenkins Rhetorical Club (4) Spanish Club (3, 4). One man's enough for me. Elsie Lankford Sec’y. Boosters’ Club (3) O. E Staff (4) Glee Club (1. 2. 3. 4) Operetta (3. 4) Class Play (4). Her hair is no more sunny than her smile. Bower became a daring circus rider and hooked up with, an acrobat who spied her. Ruth Coffman and Pauline Brown fought a fearful duel over a French count, who was only a fool. Then they made up their quarrel and bought them a house, where they live with their parrot, their dog, ,-cat and mouse. Harold Burgess turned into a civil engineer. His spouse was a Sophomore and to her he’s very dear. Ray Sutton organized an orchestra wherein he plays the drums. Alwilda Calloway does charity work for the children in the slums. Herbert Haines was the editor of the New York Daily Sun, but for candidate for President he decided to run. The Democrats elected him and he’s a married guy. Alice Peck cares for him; so, ladies, you needn’t apply. Honey Meek married a baseball fan. He used to be a Freshman, but now he’s some man. Verna and Eula are famous long since. They’ve had a thrilling experience. To make basketball baskets they sure know how; their baskets are market baskets now. Two handsome lads from White-water town they married and decided to settle down. Forrest Leffingweil as a banker you see. (His complexion is still what it used to be!) Frances Reed is a happy wife; she found a man to run her life. Lawrencfe Young is married, too. He got up nerve, at last, to woo. Amy and Orville are having a good time. They moved to California’s sunny clime. On Soldier Summit Charlsie Lapham dwells. Her husband is searching for artesian wells. Our friends, Anna Ryan and Martha Steele, disport in comedies of only one reel; if you see them, they’ll surely make you smile. Both ladies have been widow's for quite a long while. Two sailors wooed Ruth Fairley and Harriet Northrup. They used to be piratesses, but now' they’ve setled down. Ruth Hartzler is a milliner, furnishing hats to the town. I heard Mattie Jenkins had finally said she’d consent at last to wed little Ed. For Hazel’s fame we have no fears; she’s been a lawyer for ten long years. Madge Fritch is now' a minister’s wife; Merle Oleson is in Russia, that land of strife. Ronald Lewis leads Cox’s army, tooting a fife. Raymond Workman still leads a simple life. As you see, all the Seniors had famous careers As befit personages of more august years; But each was an exception, some in their wit, What others lacked in wit they made up In grit, And tho they are gone, we’ll not forget the class; It’s the Seniors we’ll toast; let’s fill up the glass: “To the class that’s dear to me and you I toast the Class of ’22. By chemistry, by Cicero, By all the Spanish I don’t know; By pow'der puff, by looking glass; By all the hours I’ve slept in class; By all the movies I have seen; I swear I’ll keep your memory green. Here’s to the class that’s dear to me, Here’s to the old days so carefree, Here’s to the class that’s dear to you, The Senior Class of ’22.” —Ruth Rigg. A Trip to Hades HT the age of 107, the Angel of Death entered my home and prepared me for a journey. She said, “I came to Callaway from earth those souls who have spent their allotted time here.” Coming from Hades, I thought she could tell me of my departed

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Wllllnin Klbon S. L. Club (3, 4). Silence is as great an art as speech. Ruth Fairley Glee Club (1. 2. 3. 4) Operetta (3. 4) Senior-Junior (4). But allow me to speak what I honestly feel. John Fox Minstrel Show (2) Senior-Junior (4). Spanish Club (3) (4). True dancing is discerning grace. Madge Frltcli Hoel - Ross (4) D. S. Club (3). A maiden never bold of spirit, still and quiet. Hdith Fuller Mt. Lincoln (1, 2) Spanish Club (3. 4). Life without laughing would be a dreary blank. Herbert llalnes Bridgeport, Neb. (1. 2) Editor O. B. (4) Operetta (3) Minstrel Show (3. 4) Junior Rotary (3. 4). I'm not handsome, but T have a distinguished look. Ruth llartzler Glee Club (2. 4) Operetta (4) Ass. Tiger Staff (4). Modesty has more charms than beauty. Glen Hickman S. L. Club. There’s always room for a man with power. shoes with the aid of Ed Xyland, known as “Snooze. ' They’re professors of a certain sort. Practopedics,—now please don’t snort. Slip’s wife was charming Mary Cox; she stays at home and darns the sox. Snooze’s wife is yet to be, altho he’s adopted children three. Polly, who played and all too well, played on the heart strings of Karl Purcell, a Barney Oldfield in his high school days, who now seeks the straighter and narrower ways. Kenneth Xeish and Rollin Shanks joined the boys in the cowpunchin' ranks. Near Fruita town these heroes dwell, spend their time hating women and working like ’ell. The cause of Shanks' discomfiture was; the white lights held a great lure for Helen Higgins, who eloped one day with John Fox, who became so gay as to give dancing lessons to old and young; now his praises all over the world are sung. Kenneth Tolley still carries his gold-headed cane when calling in Aspen in sunshine or rain. Tupper and Ridley forsook Junior girls and sailed off to Greenland on a voyage for pearls. Ruth Hoel and Eva Larson bought them a boat, and for Greenland’s icy mountains they started to float. On the snowy trail they caught their game and an Eskimo preacher (hanged each girl’s name. Happily they dwell in a reindeer tent and all their time in fishing is spent. We all remember Reggie Smith, whose wonderful acting is not a myth. He eloped with the Titian-haired beauty of the Junior class and now their days in acting they pass. Reg frolics upon the speaking stage and his love-making with ladies is quite the rage. Edward McCormick, the lazy dude, whose manners you know were never rude, is an opera star, and his cowboy wails, that he “uster” wail on the Orchard Mesa trails. (harmed Mary By ram, and now they are wed and are still fond of each other, tis said. Wendell Stephens readied the height of his ambition and, without fear of being sent to perdition, is calling out the stations on an Atlantic liner, and his voice every day becomes finer and finer. Edith Fuller, taking a trip to the far. far east, saw Wendell feeling compressed as Fleischmann’s yeast: so she vamped him and they were wedded in Rome, but traveled to Albania and there is their home. Harold House married Leona Diehl, and remarked, “For the South Seas let us steal.” House and his bride, at the ebb of the tide, were stranded on a cannibal isle. They were dined, they were wined in the best heathen style; so they became preachers, the best in the lot, and teach religion to the poor Hottentot. Potter and Campbell formed a bachelors’ club with no women allowed—aye. there is the rub; for Eveyln Roberts and Helen De Groot. feeling quite gay, walked in on those bachelors and lured them away. Now these four own the ’46 Scandal Show; Anna Barry and Gladys Huckstep dance there, you know. Ted Porter said to Amy Ashley, “You must marry me!” Oh. no, Ted, she cried; “that can never be, for Henry Bechtold’s my husband in far Canadee, and another in the States is too many for me.” David Sanders went to Borneo, land of extreme fold. There he and Willie Ell on are digging up gold. If they ever come back, it will l:e in the spring, to see Elsie Lankford vamping and hear Ruth Chee-dle sing. Elizabeth Marshall is a staid old maid, and a staid old maid she’s always stayed: for, after seeking a perfect man, she decided all were like Dapper Dan. Margaret Whitney changed her name to Vannice and dwells in China in a field of rice. Her husband is a mandarin and they have a jinrickshaw to ride in. Jim Dodson became the sheik of Arabv, and after much courting won Irene Beardsley. They dwell in a burg of the sandy Sahara, where Rita and Charlotte weave rugs known as Bokhara. Florence

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Charlnfe l.ifhaa Glee Club (1, 2. 3. 4) Operetta (3, 4) Orchestra (4) Class Play (4). She Is bonny, blooming. straight and tall. Kt Larnoa Glee Club (2) Senior-Junior (4). Quietly she does each day. the work that lies along her way. F’orre Lefflnsrwell Hoel-Ross (4) Orchestra (1. 2) Glee Club (1. 2. 3). As honest a man as ever trod on shoe leather. ltnnnld I.tfrii Senior-Junior (4). Originality counts for a lot. Kllznhpth Marshall 0 B. Staff (4) Bus. Man. Basketball O! Class Plav 4 Operetta f3. 4) Glee Club 2. 3. 4). 1 have a heart with room for every mind Edwnrd McCormick Class Play (4 Senior-Junior (4). Deep rivers move In silence, shallow brooks are noisy. Glen MoFtill Class Play C4) Basketball (3 4) Minstrel Show f3. 4) Operetta C3. 4) Junior Rotary M). Tf the girls Interfere with work, quit school. lenvoaae Meek Mt. Lincoln (1) Glen-wood (2. 3) Basketball (4). She is rather tall and slender, with a heart most tender. friends, and so I asked her of different ones who had ‘‘shuffled off this mortal coil,” I thought of the old classmates of ’22, and asked her how they all were. She told me that I had lived to be the oldest member of my class and that they were all down in Hades and were waiting for Latcheses to cut the thread of my life, so that we might have a reunion. She said that she would take me to where my old classmates were, and I was so glad to have the opportunity of seeing them all again that I hurried very fast to ■get ready, and we soon set out. We arrived at the entrance to Hades early in the afternoon and were met at the gate, not by the fierce Cerebrus, but by a well dressed Paige, who took us over to the Marshall of the underworld and then went back to her post. Everything was different from the picture I had of Hades which I had construed in my imagination from the descriptions in Virgil and in my Mythology; but, when I stopped to think that both Edison and Burbank had died and gone to Hades, I realized that it was only natural for them to remodel it and install electricity instead of the old fireworks. The Marshall was in his House, where he had prepared a banquet for myself and a few other members of my class who were at leisure. Dod’s son Jim and Larson were there, and they had a little Steele hammer with which they were tacking up a picture of ex-President Ronald Lewis. In a few moments dinner was served, and it was certainly a lovely dinner: there were Porter House steaks. Lap ham, Dill pickles, Parker House rolls, Ryan’ Brown bread, Campbells soup and a good Diehf of strawBarrys. In the middle of the meal, someone came and said that Warren Potter had returned from a hunting trip and was out in front. Every one ran out to see him. He had been successful, and had on the lawn a Brown Fox, quite Stout and sly, but looking rather Meek. It was tied with a good Diehl of rope around the Shanks. I heard a little twitter above, and, looking up. I saw a little Martin sitting in the tree above my head. David Sanders, the minister. was called away just then on some business. and I was conducted to a corner of Hades reserved for the w'orst sinners. Here I saw Ed McCormick working over a wire. I asked what he was doing and was informed that he was Old Nick’s head electrician during the day and was the orator of Hades by night, when great crowds assembled to hear him on the subject of China. Frances Reed andEvelyn Roberts came along and told me that they were going to the Welles for some water, and asked me to go along. I told them I would, and joined them. I soon came to what seemed to me to be a lovely Welle, but they just scoffed and said that that was only a Hoel in the ground. They then told me that in the Elysian fields they had water that was unequaled in the regions above. They said that their principal source wm I effing well, but that there were other very good Welles, too. They left me at the well and went to By-ram which Evadne Carson was offering at a very low price. As I stood looking around. I saw Margaret Whitney coming toward me, and I saw that she must have died young, for she didn’t look a day older than she did when she was a Senior, and her hair was beautifully waved. I asked her if they made good Marcell waves in Hades, and she said: “Oh, yes; but they don’t call them Marcells down here; they call them Purcells, in honor of our illustrious cartoonist. I was very much surprised, but did not have time to say anything, for just then I saw Henry Bechtold and William Elbon, trying to get two Cox to fight. Margaret and I went over and asked them why they played such