Grants Pass High School - Toka Yearbook (Grants Pass, OR)

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GARRETT CROCKETT - - Fat” Musical—on the sleeping porch. Industry. Opera 2. Baseball 2-3-4. Baseball Manager 3. Football Captain 4. Toka Staff 3. Dramatics 3. Track 4. Pythagorean 4. Hi-G Club 4. Committees and entertainments. IRIS BURNS - - - Bobbie” The Editor. History. Vice President of Class I. Student Body Representative 2. Student Body Secretary 3. Student Council 1-2-3. Chorus I. Toka Staff I-2-3-4. Editor of I oka 4. Scroll Staff 4. Dramatics 3. Spanish Club 2-3. Pythagorean Club 3-4. Executive Committee 3. Budget Committee 3. Class Play 4. Committees and entertainments. Junior Girls Club 3. Girls Reserve 3-4. Girls Quartet 1- 2-3-4. HAYDEN TUCKER - - - “Bo” Fools step out when wise men go to bed. History. Science. Class President 1-3. Student Council 1-3-4. Orchestra 1-2. Football 2-3-4. Dramatics 3. Student Body President 4. Hi-G Club 4. Commercial Club 4. Committees and programs. LOUISE ENGLISH. The charms of music are oft used by her. Commerce. Chorus I-2-3-4. Orchestra 3. Toka Staff 2. Junior Girls Club 3. Opera 2. Spanish Club 2-3. Commercial Club 4. Class Play 4. Committees and programs. CHESTER EDGERTON - “Chair” He who is faithful in little things. Shall rise to wall( with Kings. Mathematics. Class I reasurer 1. Class President 2- 4. Student Body Treasurer 3. Interclass Baseball 2. Student Council 2-3-4. Pythagorean 3-4. 1 oka Staff 2-4. Scroll Staff 4. Football 4. Glee Club 4. Senior Boys Quartet 4. Senior Play 4. Track 4. Committees and entertainments. Rooter’s Club 4. NETTIE COOVER - - “Dizzy” If only I’d thinlf before I spealf. Home Economics. Entered G. P. H. S. from Modesto High School, Modesto, California. Basketball 3-4. Junior Girls Club 3. Hi-G Club 4. Pythagorean 3-4. Class Play 4. Committees and programs. Page Twelve

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SENIOR CLASS PROPHECY On a sultry day in late August several years ago, I had several hours of time to spend, so I determined to visit my old friend. Professor Oestreich, who had become famous in his epoch-making discoveries of new compounds of rare gases. Being an attendant at the Chicago “Tombs” and having charge of the rare “Geniuses,” I had always been interested in Carl, for he would eventually be under my care. When I arrived we went directly to the laboratory, one of the largest which I had ever visited. Going to a table and pointing to a large bottle, the Professor said: 1 his container encloses three liters of a gas that it has taken me four months to obtain. I have proven beyond doubt that this gas is radio-active and that it affects light waves in a peculiar manner. I am attempting to prove that in the presence of Krypton nitrate the gas becomes so active on light waves, that light waves which have vibrated before are recalled and may be seen with the naked eye. Now watch closely and we will try my plan.” I settled back and watched him as he dropped several crystals of Krypton nitrate into this gas which he called Xenon pentoxide. After waiting several minutes the molecules of Xenon petroxide began to separate and change, making objects in the vapor. The chemist straightened in his chair and gazed intently into the mist as if by the very act of concentration he could bring the past before him. Ah, at last it comes! What is the first scene? Will it last? Let us forget the chemist, who is so enraptured with the scene, and look into the vapor, as he is doing. It is the year 1938. A man with two strange birds walking behind him is making his way over a large estate. He is distinguished looking and carries an air of proprietorship about him. Yes, it is Shirley Dellinger, owner of a Shikepoke farm in Colorado. Little did we dream that when Shirley wrote “An Ode to a Shikepoke” that he would let his love for them influence him in his life work. The next scene, a large waiting room. On the door is written, “Dr. Alberts, Specialist in Mind, Body and Heart.” The door swings open. Over a beautifully dressed young women bends Dr. Alberts, who is using the absent treatment. As the Doctor reaches for a glass of water from the nurse who has just entered, we see that the woman is Leona Currier and the nurse Jessie Baird. We hear Leona say, “Yes, Doctor, I’m just worn out from teaching in the Murphy High School, and-------------” We heard no more, the scene changed. Oh! a beautiful picture. A country, or rather a farm home. In the field of corn we see a machine cultivating as a man would hoe, but there is no one near. It stops all of a sudden and starts toward a little glass house at one edge of the field. A man comes out of the house and awaits the instrument. The man is Donald Barnes, who has by means of his scientific skill been able to make inanimate objects do as he wished. No, Don has never married for he couldn’t decide which girl of the ’24 class he liked best. B-r-r-r-r-! What a cold looking place. Banks and banks of snow and ice. Evidently this is the Alps. Oh! Catch her. she’s falling.” I screamed, forgetful of my surroundings and the old chemist, as I saw a girl slip and start rolling down the side of the glacier in the midst of clouds and snow. Page Eleven

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“Oh!” I breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing the rope draw taut and the girl •.topped with a jerk. The guide conies around the side of the mountain into view, followed by a woman of great fame in police circles, as a detective, Lucile Hayes! And we are more than surprised to see that the man is Chester Britten. He starts pulling in the rope and finally the girl lays at his feet. Reaching down he gently lifts her and we recognize Elsie Walton, originator of Walton’s Study Ionic for Freshmen. As if to rest us of what we had seen, the next picture is laid in a quiet country town in Ireland. Eric McCann is lord and ruler, or whatever they call them in Ireland. He is slowly driving along the country lanes in his Rolled-Barley coupe. He stops to speak to Philip and Carol Hussey who are raising four-leaf clovers for a living. They, with Viola Bordon as assistant, are becoming rich at this unique work. Oh, goody! A circus. Turner Perry! Never heard of it. Roy Perry is talking through a megaphone to the crown telling about the tallest man and shortest woman, who are Ellis Dodson and Arlela Myers, and about the wild west girls, Eleanor Cougle and Lucy Allen. We see a woman, none other than Rilda I urner, at the box office selling tickets. Uh-hum! So this is the whyfore of Turner and Perry. The woman who is buying tickets suddenly grabs a small, fat-faced boy who is just crawling under the tent and administers a slap or two, while she said: Shame on you, Howard Jr. Can’t you learn to behave?” It is Dorothy Egger. “Jabber, jabber, jabber. Oh. Heavens, what can the next scene be? Parrots? I should say! Virginia Roy, our exquisite darling Peggy of the class of ’24, is an old maid with several parrots for company. Feature it! Could anything be more impossible? But—she looks happy. Oh. she is listening; she hears some one. The door quietly opens and Bernice Coon-Crockett, wife of Coach Crockett of the University of Grants Pass, walks in to pay her old classemate a visit. “Oh. Peggy, she exclaims, “Have you heard the latest? Well, you know. I’ve never had much faith in Mintie Wilhelm’s new invention, that of sticking a needle on the tip of a banana and hearing the news from all over the world. This morning I was playing with the thing and I heard the most startling news. Edith Spaulding has become insane from overwork and is now coaching the girls’ basketball team in Salem. Twee Isham is also there leading the Rooters Club. See the line of people standing in front of this show-window. What can it be? Oh, look! Doris Condit, beauty specialist, is demonstrating a new freckle lotion which she has perfected. She has put some lotion on the face of her helper, Clara Loughridge, and in just a minute we shall see how it works. Oh! the experiment is perfect. Another stage. We are just in time to hear an announcement. Mademoiselle Mora Baird, a pupil of Pavlowa, will now with her classic and aesthetic dancers interpret the “Swan Song.” How thrilling! I always knew she would become famous in this world. Some of the members assisting her are Theodore Steiwig, Stanley Lawton and Vera Wilbur. The scene changes to a room, greatly resembling a library. I can almost smell the musty books. An old, wizened, dried up man is diligently working at a table in the room. A book. “ The Phrouselufology of Caequitmentorum,” by Elsie Patton, a noted author of the day, lies open before the man. A man-servant mysteriously appears and announces, “Mr. Bailey, a lady to see you, sir.” The man looked up, sighed and answered, “Show her in.” “Ah, Miss Rader, how glad I am to see you,” said Honkie, as a lovely young woman swept into the room. “What can I do for you?” Page Thirteen