Harlan Community High School - Harpoon Yearbook (Harlan, IA)

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dig: Bat-grnrm 'L In -HL A91 Uhr iliiahg Elllnmrr Slum j Dear Diary: ' Tommy came to me today for his usual story, Aunty, tell me a story bout flowers 'n fish 'n everyone you knew when you went to school. I,have told him so Much about my old class-mates, that he seems to know everyone almost as 'wellhas I do. l That's quite a large order, Tommy, but I will do my best. I thought for a few minutes and then I said, I am going to tell a story that will interest you especially, Vera. It's to -be about the classmates of our Sophomore year in High School. QI was fortunate in having Vera Gillette as my guest and my story fitted right in with our train of thought.J Dol urged Vera, It's been so long since I've heard from any of them. This is the story I told him: x Last week, I went to the green house to get a plant for yourfmother's birth- day present, Tommy. As I was waiting for my package, I noticed what a pro- fusion of flowers of all kinds there were. It seemed to me as if I had never seen so many flowers in all my life. Even though it was May, tlierc were poin- settas in full bloom. , Suddenly I felt as though some one was looking at me-many someones in fact. I looked around to find that in the center of these flowers, were faces. Why-why they were the faces of my old schoolmates! I rubbed my eyes and looked again, but the same sight greeted me as before. There were Dick Schell, Russell Noble, Marjorie Bell, Darlene Tague, and everyone than I had known durlrlg my Sophomore year. Of course, there was not a face in every flower, but some of them were so well represented by my old friends thatl I will tell you all that I can remember. In among the potted plants were two narcissig one was tall and stately and from its dainty leaves, peeped forth the face of Harold GreenL The other was much smaller and more wiryg in its center, I saw Harry Jackson 1Those boys always were so vain.J Can you guess where I found Russelwl Noble?-Looking out as saucy as ever from a flaming poinsetta, flaunting its brilliancy to all who would see. I laughed until 1 nearly cried when I saw that. Evidently the gardner had not been any tco careful that morning, for I found a dandelion, cloe to the poin- strtta, NVIIICII contained the face of our illustrious president of t at year, LeRoy Olsen. He was getting old and his hair had evidently not yet had its usual appli- cation of stacomb, for I could blow neraly all the fluffy whiteness from his head with one puff. I Talking about Russell, reminds me of the Dahloff girls. ,Gladys was the principal features of a rather small, but dainty marigold, while Thelma was the bright and shining light of a large, stately golden glow . l Do you remember that Richard Schell was always so slow and sleepy during school hours, but that he invariably brightened up aliout four o'clock when the dismissal bell rang? Maybe you can guess where I found him. He was nodding sleepily in a four o'clock! ' I will never forget the debate we had in English, during the second year of our sojournment in High School. You will probably reme ber, Vera, that Fred Louis was the principal orator of the day. He must stil continue along that line, for I found him under the protection of a Jack-in-the-Pulpit. I doubt very much, however, if he is a minister. Do you know, I think that fits him in more ways than one, but I'll leave the other to your imagin tion. Of course you can guess where I saw Clementine Gaem She gazed upon l I A ' If X l . -5 T I I V I