Hardin High School - Big Horn Yearbook (Hardin, MT)

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 THE BIG HORN ANNUAL History of the Class of 1920 Helen Wort For centuries we have been deluded. We have been led to believe that history is made by men and by men only. Look thru the history of the ages; there you will find the minutest details concerning Emperors, great Kings and Dukes, Counts and no’counts. But please notice that you will find very little concerning the female of the specie. Henry the Eighth gets chapters for marrying five times while Mrs-Pankurst got only a jail sentence for asserting the rights of her sex. But we think and we want you to think that women can make a history and an interesting history, too. We are proud of the small band of boys who have stood by us thus far. “It is not well for women to be all alone.” But the fact that for every hoy receiving a diploma this year, there are two girls, should suggest that our history must be very entertaining One bright September morning along about 1916, twenty-six eager, quaking Freshmen climbed the steps of the Hardin High School. After sending some one of our number hourly for a private conference with Principal Westergaard and noting the readiness with which the class responded at dismissal he decided the class ot ’20 would be notorious for its “get up and go.” Such a strict censorship was maintained over us all year that little was offered for the escape of all our latent ability for entertaining ourselves. However when spring arrived like a pent-up volcano all our stored-up energy burst out and overflowed in the form of weiner roasts and picnics. As a whole our Sophomore year was rather quiet. Our number had decreased tc eighteen. Fourteen of the beginners returned; foul new members entered our ranks. Our Junior class changes cast. A class meeting looked like an assembly in a girls’ seminary but our one lonesome l oy was brave and was still with us. You see woman’s suffrage reigns in Montana after all. Now begins the end. Early in March Misses Hershey and Al-bertson started training the cast for the play It was a wonderful production by a remarkable assortment of talent and out of it sprang a delightful romance. The Bishop of Bal- arat found making love to Helen so agreeable that he decided to keep it up. After the play there was a lull in class activities until time came for the Junior-Senior banquet and prom. Altho some had trouble in the use of forks and spoons at the banquet it was a decided success. Then we turned oui attention to exams and commencement. Our Senior year has been very eventful and interesting under the guidance of Mr. Nelson, whose acquaintance we made only this year- The Seniors are very happy that they have had the pleasure of working with Mr. Logan and the faculty members who have contributed so generously in making the Senior year a success. Class Prophecy Harold Lindstrom It is now spring of 1945. I am the manager of the Pink-ton Detective agency. Bill Larkin, another member of my class of 1920, also lives in New York, but it is seldom that I see him for he is a dyspeptic old codger and remains most of the time in his mansion on Long Island. It seems that he had become wealthy thru some investments made in the Pine Ridge oil fields. One day about a year ago he sent for me. He informed me that his doctor had given him only a few years longer to live and that he wanted a reunion of his old class lie-fore time came for him to cash in. The reunion was to be at his mansion and all expenses were to lie charged to him He gave me just one year to find the members of the class After our graduation we had scattered to all comers of the earth. Not long after this, as I was looking over the society page of the New York Times, I ran across a familial face in one of the pictures, a Mrs. —, but I will not tell you her name. It turned out to be the one who used to be Miss Helen McCarthy. I hunted her up and told hei Mi Larkin’s plans. She was struggling fiercely to hold hei place on the social ladder while doing social work among the slums. Bessie Cook, being of a quiet, home-loving disposition, I knew would not be far from Hardin I found her contentedly settled on a chicken ranch near VVyola. For some reason she knew that Carl Hoerr was in New Orleans, but would not tell me how she happened to know. I concluded that it was because she was such an admirer of him that she had secretly kept track of him. As my millionaire friend was paying my expenses, I did not care how far my search took me. Knowing that Carl had been interested in movies in his younger days, it did not take me long to find the managei of the leading theatre of New Oi-leans. He invited me to the theatre that evening to hear one of the nation’s greatest musicians. I went and was surprised to find something familiar in the face of the musician. After the performance I waited in Mr. Iloerr’s office to tell him of the reunion, when Viola Brennan came into the office, I had little trouble to persuade her to be there. She told me that Helen Wort had gone to Africa. She was still Miss Wort altho it was no fault of a certain young man As a trip to Africa for the winter was not at all distastef ul to me, I decided to go at once. I spent a few days wandering around Cape Town until I found an old curio shop in a by-street. I went in to see if there was anything in there of interest to me. I was looking over some peculiar native weapons when a voice, strangely familiar, spoke to me from behind; I turned to find that the owner of the voice was none other than Nellie Snow who is now the wife of a rich diamond merchant. I told her of my mission, and slie informed me that another member of my class was in that neighborhood. We went the next day to a little neighboring town where she was teaching. From, the sounds that were issuing from the room it sounded like she believed in the maxim ‘spare the rod and spoil the child’. When we went in I was not surprised to find that Helen Steams was living up to her name. In my talk with hei I found tha Helen Wort would be visiting her in a few days, so I decided to wait until she came out of the interior. When she came 1 found her to be a very dignified woman of middle age.—the kind that gives you a cold stare thru her glasses. It seems that she was practicing chiropratic in the interior of Africa A few da vs later I received a cablegram demanding my immediate return to New York After my arrival in the city I reported to Mi Larkin that I had found nine of the class, but the tenth and our class sponsor I had not found. They had seemed to have disappeared from the face of the earth. Some weeks later, as I was —« K Inc — « ... . . i - •

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 i I • i i i i i • i i . 1 ♦ i 4 THE CLASS POEM t]«rl Hoerr : : . lit tho v;ill y of tho Big Horn Then- wan t tret ol knowledge. Anti up li trudged a Jolly class On their way to college. Win it this class first began The roll they called was seven. But later on. It Increased more Until it nnmitered eleven. Soon it shriveled down to nine I'nlil one fine day—when— A 1ml came traveling front the east And brought it tt| to ten. Sometimes the struggles of the Class Beached u vliasm deep and dry. But they were safely pulled across By their brave guide “Prof. Pry When they got Into a mesa That almost proved a fray, Spoil Nelson” rushed to the colors And foi them saved the-day. Two lovely maidens of this class Were named for a Trojan Queen, And like that famous beauty Had Wits both sharp and keen.. When 'ere the music failed them Without Viola In sight. Their pretty t’ook would pull then’ Out oi their awful plight There wan one boy among them Clay and full of fun, Who had a name so foreign That 111 would not make a pun.. Of all classes Hint attained The lofty, dizzy height. This one shown like a “Jewell Dropped Into a Snow -drift white.. It has been said that some ol them Had been accused of sparking , Don't stop to ask the tale; Io Interview Bill l arkin. However they were shocked past speech When at last the top was won; Their teacher Raid In Stearn -est tones Your Journey's just begun”. This is Just u hillock small That you've scaled with earnest Milfe, Now buckle on youi armoi And begin the mount of life. ? . f T ? : T t : •• ? T I f T T ? t f

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THE BIG HORN ANNUM attending a Lyceum number, a thot came to me that here was a clue I had overlooked. Miss Jewell. 1 knew, had a special talent for speaking, so 1 got off wires at once to all the ly-ceum bureaus in the country. I finally found on with which she had been connected, but she had left them and had gone to Brazil. I at once got into communication with the head-quarters of our firm in that country and folowed at once by airplane. At our office at Rio de Janerio I was informed that a Miss Jewel. who fitted my description, had married a rich coffee planter some years ago and now was living on their plantation near Benavia, a small inland town. I immediately chartered a plane for the trip and went into the interior. I found Miss Jewell to have the same charming personality as back in the years that I had known her in school. 1 told her of the reunion to be held now in r. few weeks On my return to Rio de Janerio I found a cablegram ordering me to report to the commanding officer at San Francisco. That trip I made by boat. I found the general to be none other than our class sponser, Mr. Nelson. The work he had for me carried me up into Alaska from w’hich I have just returned. Tonight is the night of the reunion, but as I was unable to get pack in time for it, I decided to stop off and spend the 28th in my old school town, Hardin. I 920 Class Will KNOW ALL MEN BY THESF. PRESENTS, That I. Ellen M. Stearns, being in unusual mind, and knowing nothing of the secrets of the Senior Class, acting under their influence, and also under the influence of all sorts, sizes, shapes and forms of fraud, bribery, conspiracy, strategy, and menace of those persons as shall be herein and hereafter named, in order that these said persons shall benefit and become notorious by receiving honorable men- tion in connection with the respected success of the class of 1920, of the famous High school of the County of Big Horn, State of Montana, do declare this to be the last Will and Testament of the said class and therefore to take precedence over any other Will said class may make at any future date, or which may have been drawn up at any former date; and I do also, in the name of the respected class ot 1920,cede, devise, and bequeath all our unworthy qualities, true or untrue, real or unreal. mixed or otherwise; TOWIT AS FOLLOWS:--------- 1st—We, as a class, in our Rarest Moment ol Supreme Meditation, decided to will one of our most treasured possessions, Miss Albertson, tc the Juniors, to love, honor and obey as we have done before them. 2d—To George Tipton, who has learned ot Senior Dignity and Obedience from being in two senior classes this year, we hand down the responsibility of showing next year’s Seniors how to become dignified and obedient men and women. 3rd—The Sophomores, l eing direct heirs, will find it their duty to torment next year’s Seniors,as they have done before. To them will fall the pleasure of preventing said Seniors from obtaining any liberties which arc rightly theirs. 4th—Viola Brennan bequeaths her great ability at Jazz to Cy Calhoun, confident that some day he will gain success as a Hula-Hula dancer under the bright lights oi Broadway. 5th—Helen Wort wills her habit of sticking out her tongue to Lucille Bartlett, hoping that some day Webb Weir may profit by it. She also leaves to various members of the Junior class “Good Advice” as to how not to do a thing to next year’s “Big Horn”: said advice will be given upon request accompanied by a stamped envelope. 6th—Carl Hoerr.in his darkest hour of sorrow, leaves to Randall Carter his ability to weep real tears, and to Eddie Astle he bequeaths his physical training bulletins and real advice on how to train for the Broad Jump, hoping that Eddie may win the event next year. 7th—To Charlotte Putnam, Bessie bequeaths her tongue, as an example of perpetual motion, knowing that Charlotte will surely benefit by it next year in the American government class. 8th—Helen McCarthy, knowing that this will, being her last chance, leaves to Buster Gladden and Buck Foley, jointly, the right to take the floor whenever opportunity offers, and to Edgar Reeder she wills her Clever Sayings and Jokes, fresh from some Sunday edition. 9th—Harold Lindstrom bequeaths his pow'ers of argumentation and wondertul bluffing ability to Poswick Bakke and Dorothy Kelly. 10th—Bill Larkin and Phebe Jewel leave their talent for singing duets and dancing toe dances to Clara Lockwood and Tomlyn Dyvig, confident that success will surely reach them bye and bye. 11th—Nellie Snow’ leaves to Bill Burla and Olive Kellems, jointly her lease to the seat in the back row of the Commercial room placing them in a direct line with the door leading to the office of Mr. Logan. 12th—The Senior Class as a whole give and bequeath to the members of the other classes the “bulgy” floor in the Gym. To the girls in the Physical Training class, they leave the water-soaked and cloth-strew’n floor of the shower baths, and to the members of the staff, the Big Horn office, w’hich looks more often like a waste paper basket. x IN WITNESS WHEREOF, We hereto set our hands and seals this tw’enty-eighth day of May, in the year of our Lord, One thousand, nine hundred and twenty. William Sits Down Spotted (SEAL)crow indian A tty- Gen. Ford (Seal) Prospective candidate for Governor of Montana By Ellen M. Stearns. — Ton —