Hellgate High School - Halberd Yearbook (Missoula, MT)

Text from Pages 1 - 134 of the 1921 volume:

THE BITTER ROOT 9 2 1 THE BITTER ROOT Compiled, Published and Edited THE SENIOR CLASS OF ’21 MISSOULA COUNTY HIGH SCHOOL riiiiiiiiiiHiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiniiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiuiiiiiiiiiuiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiuiiiiiiiiHiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiniiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiuiiiiiiiiiuiBiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii FOREWORD IIIIIIIIIIIIIIUIIIIIIIIIIIIIItllltllliniHlllllllltlllllllllllllllNIIIIIH The audience is waiting, the overture has just be- gun. The curtain rises—and here we are. It is our first appearance and we hope to make a hit. The footlights are a novelty; the spotlights may show up some glaring faults in costume and make- up, but after you have seen the entire performance please be kind in your criticism—we have done our best. iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiniiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiuiRiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiHiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiitiumiiiiiiiitiiiiiiiituiiiiiiiiiitiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiniiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiuiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiniiiiiiiiiiiiiin THE BITTER ROOT 5 jftliss .Ctma lv CljatitmcU as a token of our appreciation for ker enthusiasm, patience and kindly help during our Junior year, we gratefully dedicate this book. 6 THE BITTER ROOT 3n jHemortam Bussell Carter Verna cfjrant? iRaube Carter 7 THE BITTER ROOT 0 THE BITTER ROOT The Faculty Dailey Marm lit nan Christensen Rich Keteliam (Piin.) RimJesbacher Moore Johnson Carr Clarke Paiker White THE BITTER ROOT 9 The Faculty) Hawk Noble Jchnson Wooek Sanfor cl Hat lie way Ennis Fitzpatrick Hanson Krieling Mann Noll Colvin McKenzie H unt Bert hot 10 THE BITTER ROOT The Sponsors ®t)e of '21 12 THE BITTER ROOT VERNON KETKER 'Bromo” Ed. Konah ’20. '21; Pres. Class ’21. “He used to be a Godly youth, but his comrades lee! him astray.” OPAL JAMES Chorus ’18, ’19; Glee Club ’19; Konah ’19; Sec’y. Class ’19; Treas. Girls’ Club '20; Pres. Girls' Club ’21; Vice-Pres. Spanish Club ’21; Honor Roll '18. ’19. '20. '21; Carnival; Annual. “Would there were more like her.” JAMES KANTZ HUGHES “Jim” Vic-e-Pres. Class ’17: Sec. Class ’18: Speaker House of Rep. '17. '18: Dramatic Club '19, ’20; Pres l ramatic Club 20, '21: Pr« s. Class '19, '20; Mgr. “All of a Sudden Peggy”; Boys’ Glee Club '19, '20: Asso. Ed. Konah ’19, ’20; Mgingr. Ed. Konah '20, '21; Bus. Mgr. ”It Pays to Adver- tise ; Gen Mgr. “Follies”: Mgr. Hi Skool Vodvil; “Florist Shop”; Editor “Bitter Root”; Yell Lead- er ’20. ’21. “Pale genius roves alone; No scout can track his way.” VIRGINIA BARTLES “Kie” Glee Club ’18; Dramatic Club 20, ’21: Art Club '20. ’21; Sec’y. Class '21; Whiz Bang Follies ’20; Carnival ’20; Carnival “Queen”; “It Pays to Advertise.” “All that’s best of dark and bright Meet in the aspect of her eyes.” 13 THE BITTER ROOT PHILIP ROWE “Phil” Sec’y. Class '17; Senate '17. '18: Ex. Com. S. Ass’n. '19; Glee Club '19; Hobo Club '20; Dra- matic Club ‘20, '21: “Sojourners ’; Bus. Mgr. Annual; Bus. Mgr. Follies; Mgr. Carnival; Adv. Mgr. Class '19; it Pays to Advertise”; Vice- Pres. H. S. S. A. '20. '21; Bus. Mgr. Konah '19, '20; Vice-Pres. Senate '18; 2nd team Basket- ball ’21; Circulation Mgr. Konah '20; Sports Editor Konah '21. “If the heart of a man Is depressed with cares. The mist Is dispelled when a woman appears. LYNX MefiOLDRICK “This man would blush to think a falsehood.” THEODORE JAKWAYS “Jake ' Senate '17, '18; Orchestra '20, '21; Spanish Club '20. ’21; Honor Roll '20; Carnival; Annual. “Strong of mind, kind of heart; Ted and his horn do now depart.” MINNIE CLIME “She is always the same—quiet and happy. 14 THE BITTER ROOT HAROLD REELY “Hal” Dramatic Club ’20, '21: “Sojourners”; Senate ’IS, '19, ’20: Glee Club ’20, ’21; Boys’ Quartette; Follies; It Pays to Advertise.” “As silent as the pictures on the wall.” ANNE MORGAN “I meddle with no one’s business but my own.” PHILIP HO LG REX “Phil” Senate ’19, ’20: Sec. Senate ’21; Glee Club ’19, '20. ’21: Dramatic Club ’21; Honor Roll ’19, '20, ’21; “Follies”; Carnival; Movie Operator ’21. “The women say he’s bashful; the men say he’s wise.” JOE GIBSON Track ’19, ’20: Debate ’20; “M” Club; Senate ’19; Pres. Senate ’20: Vice-Pres. Senate ’21; Pres. Congress ’21. “If put to a test, an ounce of loyalty is worth a pound of cleverness.” THE BITTER ROOT 15 CAROLINE BARNES “Skinnay” On with the Dance, Let joy be unconfined. ADELAIDE TANNER “A maiden never bold of spirit still and quiet. WM. KOCH “Blessings on thee, little man.” ANNIE MAOLAY Vioe-Pres. Art Club; Girls’ Club Cabinet; Girls’ Chorus; Honor Roll. “She doe til little kindnesses which most leave undone or despise.” EDNA JACOBSEN Jake” Honor Roll 4 years; Baseball ’19. “Quiet, serene, sweet, and sagacious.” 16 THE BITTER ROOT ROY MILLER “Juicy” Glee Club '15. ’19. ’20, '21; Honor Roll ’15. ’19, '20: Football ’ll), 20; “M Club: Boys’ Quar- tette: Follies: Military Servire ’17, '18, '19; only married man in class. “What is there in the vale of life Half as delightful as a wife.” I RETTA RYAN “Trixie” A woman is like to—but stay, What this one is like who can say?” JOSEPHINE GRAEHL “She didn’t have time to spare for the boys.” MAE MUCHMORE ‘What’s a fine person or a beauteous face Unless deportment gives them decent grace.” 16 THE BITTER ROOT ROY MILLER “Juicy” Glee Club ’15, '19, ’20, ’21; Honor Roll '15. ’19, ’20; Football ’19. TO; M” Club; Boys Quar- tette; Follies; Military Service ’17, '18, ’19; only married man in class. “What is there in tlie vale of life Half as delightful as a wife.” URETTA RYAN “Trixie” “A woman is like to—but stay, What this one is like who can say?” JOSEPHINE GRAEHL “She didn’t have time to spare for the boys.” MAE MUCHMORE ‘What's a fine person or a beauteous face I’nless deportment gives them decent grace.” THE BITTER ROOT 17 EARL JOHNSON “Jawn” Football ’19; Capt. Football ’20; Basketball ’19, '20, '21; I ramatlc (Hub '20, 23. Track 20; All State Football '19. ’20; All State 2nd Basketball '21 ? “M Club. “He could never be called a whale In class; but he was always a shark at athletics.” RAYMOND CAIN “Red” “When can his glory fade? MOZELLE MARSH “Her hair is of a good color: an excellent color.” ERMA CRAVES Jer lovely looks, a sprightly mind discloses.' THE BITTER ROOT 17 EARL JOHNSON “Jawn” Football '19; Capt. Football ’20; Basketball ’19, 20, 21; Dramatic Club 20, 21; Track '20; All State Football ’19, ’20; All State 2nd Basketball ’21; “M” Club. “He could never be called a whale in class; but he was always a shark at athletics.” RAYMOND CAIN “Red” “When can his glory fade?” MOZELLE MARSH Her hair is of a good color; an excellent color.” ERMA GRAVES “Her lovely looks, a sprightly mind discloses.” 20 THE BITTER ROOT EDNA RUSSELL “Simplicity and truth dwelt in her heart.” WILLIAM WEAVER “Rill” “M” Club; Football ’19, '20. “A strappin youth; he takes the ladles ’ei.” FERN JOHNSON “Shrimp” Chorus ’19; Glee Club ’20, ’21; Debate ’19, ’20. “And still they gazed and still their wonder grew That one small head could carry all she knew.” BESSIE KTTHL “Modest and shy is she.” THE BITTER ROOT 21 LAURA ELENORE DRIES “Peaches’' Chorus ’ll), ’20. “Quiet—until you know her.” WALTER DURRANT “Ooks” “A lion among ladies is a most dreadful thing.” MAYBELLE LESLIE Wait a little and you shall see The portraiture of things to be.” ELTON STETSON “A mind not to be changed by place or time. ?? THE BITTER ROOT RUBY JAMES “Rube” Dramatic Club '20, ’21; “Sojourners”; “Every Girl”: Follies; Carnival; Girls’ Glee Club Cab- inet; Pres. Girls’ Glee Club; Konah '21. “Intent she seemed and pondering; future things of wondrous weight.’’ LEONARD MORRIS “Len” Football ’18. ’ll). ’20; Pres. “M Club; Dramatic Club ’20, ’21; Sec’y. Class '20, ’21; Konah ’19; Annual. “A man who seems of cheerful yesterdays and confident tomorrows.” CLARA TRUXLER Glee Club ’IS. '19, ’20. ’21; Chorus ’18, ’19, ’20, '21; Orchestra ’20, ’21. “Her sweet smile haunts me still.” DARCY DA 11 LBERG Glee Club ’20, '21; Boys’ Quartette; House of Representatives ’21. “High flights she had, and wit and will. And so his tongue lay seldom still.” THE BITTER ROOT 23 ROWLAND RUTHERFORD Senate 16, ’17, ‘20; Glee Club 20, 21: Dramatic Club ’21; Track ’20; “M” Club; Carnival. “Disguise our bondage as we will, ’Tis woman, woman rules us still.” FLORENCE BEDARD “Pen Soup ' “Modesty never fails to win good will.' CLAUDE PETERSON “Petie” Glee Club ’20. 21. 'Who hath not lost a friend.” VIVIAN GORHAM “Blushes” Care will kill a cat!” ‘Hang sorrow! 24 THE BITTER ROOT ALICE BROMAN “Peg” Annual; Whiz Bang: Follies '20. “Rat, drink and be merry, for tomorrow you may die.” RICHARD KEENE l,Dick” Honor Roll '19. ’20, ’21; Annual. “Sober with work and silent with care.1 LAWRENCE PUTNEY “Put” Glee Club '19, ’20, ’21; Senate ’19, '20. To hallowed duty, Here with a Loyal and heroic heart Bend we our lives.” JOSEPH DUNHAM “Joe” Orchestra ’19. '20: Senate '18: Pres. Class ’18; Konah ’21; Annual; Senior Carnival '21. “The man that blushes is not quite a brute.’ THE BITTER ROOT 25 JOHN BRITT Come not within the measure of my wrath. GLADYS HEIM ARK Spanish Club '20, 21; Honor Roll, 21. Quiet, unassuming, reserved and thoughtful. VIOLET BOILEAU Honor Roll; Chorus. One nf the few that really believe that lessons were assigned to be studied.” MILDRED Z EH XT Ell Of knowledge vast, of learning most profound.' 26 THE BITTER ROOT FLORENCE MELCHOIR “Cookie” Chorus ’18: Dramatic Club '10, ’20. ’21; Basket- ball '1H, ’20: Honor Roll '21; “Follies”; Carnival. “ ’Tis from high life high characters are drawn.” V A T.EXTIX E ROB IN SON Dramatic Club ’20, ’21; Basketball '21; “Every Girl”; “It Pays to Advertise.” “And virtue is her own reward.” HELEN LUKENS “Neleh Snekul” Honor Roll 4 years; Spanish Club; Girls’ Club Cabinet. “Of studies she took the most care and the most heed.” VIRGINIA BERRY “Teenie” Orchestra '18, '19; Dramatic Club ’19, ’20, ’21; Vice-Pres. Class '18, ’19; See’y. Girls’ Club ’19, ’20; Sergeant-at-arms Class ’19, '20; “Florist Shop”; Executive Committee Students’ Ass’n. ’20; Whiz Bang Follies ’20: “All of a Sudden Peggy”; Annual; “It Pays to Advertise.” “None but herself can be her parallel.” THE BITTER ROOT 27 ELISABETH MINER “Asia” Chorus '19; Glee Club ’20, 21; Carnival; Spanish Club '21. Of all the things upon the earth, we hold that a faithful friend is best. HAZEL JOHNSON “Haze” Chorus '17, ’18, '19. “And loathful idleness she doth detest. HELEN ZEH Chorus '18, ’19; Glee Club '19, '20; Baseball ’19; Annual; Honor Roll. For she was just the quiet kind. GLADYS DODGE “Gladie” Chorus ’17; Dramatic Club ’20, ’21; Girls’ Club Cabinet ’20; “Follies '20; Carnival '21; Every Girl.” “It warms me, it charms me to mention but her name.” 28 THE BITTER ROOT GERTRUDE PEASE “Peasie” Vice-Pres. Girls’ Club '20: Vice-Pres. Class ’19, '20; Dramatic Club '19, '20, '21: Konah '20, ’21: Girls' Club Cabinet. “They made her hair of raven hue. No wonder she’s envied even by you.” ELOISE BAIRD Pres. Class '17; Vice-Pres Class ’21: Vice-Pres. Girls’ Club; Dramatic Club '19, '20, ’21; Chorus '18. '19; Honor Roll ’19. '20: Follies; “It Pays to Advertise.” “Her very tone is music's own, like those of morning- birds. JOYCE MeMT’RRAY “Slim ’ Chorus ’18. '19; Glee Club ’19: Orchestra '19: Dramatic Club '21. “Her voice was ever soft, gentle and low; an excellent thing In woman. JAMES McDERMOTT “Mac” Class Baseball. “He danced, I say, right well. THE BITTER ROOT 21 GLADYS WITH EE She hath a light head, a very light head—in fact she is a blonde.” FRIDOLF KLING Senate '18, ’19; Sec’y. Senate '20; Pres. Senate '21; Glee Club ’20. '21: Pres. Spanish Club 20, '21. “The honest heart that’s free from a’ intended fraud or guile. OLIVE DAVIS “Ollie” Honor Roll. “The wealth of general courtesy; the calm of self-reliance. DAVID ERICKSON “The blushes crept over his face like the rosy dawn.” 30 THE BITTER ROOT WIN NIF It E DCR A ME R “Winnie” Spanish Clui� ; Honor Roll. “And that smile like sunshine darts into many a sunless heart.” JOSEPHINE MODLIN ‘‘Just a quiet girl. ETHEL ROSS Gently to hear, kindly to judge. BERENICE MILLER Glee Club '19, '20; Chorus ’19, ‘20. “Her modest looks the cottage might adorn. Sweet as the primrose peeps beneath the thorn. THE BITTER ROOT 31 ALBERT BLEMEXTIIAL “Goliath” “Nothing small about him. JEAN EAXDERAWAX “There is no substitute for thorough-going, ar- dent and sincere earnestness.” MARIAX PRESCOTT Dramatic Club ’10, '20. ’21; Basketball T9, ’20; Chorus T9, ’20; Baseball T9; Follies”; Carnival. “True dignity is never gained by place. And never lest when honors are withheld.” MARIE EOYXE “I’m a stranger here. Heaven’s my home.” 32 THE BITTER ROOT ALFRIEDA ZINSER Fritz” Honor Roll; Spanish Club ’21. “She shuns society and studies her lessons.” FRED I. IK FA'S Pis late before the brave despair.” EDMOND TAYLOR “Ed” Glee Club ’20, ’21; Boys’ Quartette. “Don’t be so bashful—it doesn’t pay.” GLENN BOYER “Glenny” Senate T9, '20, '21; Konah ’21; Orchestra 21; Pres. Senate 21; Vice-Pres. Senate '21; Ex- temporaneous Speaker ’21; Frosh-Soph. Debate T9; House of Representatives T8: Moving Pic- ture Operator; Whiz Bang Follies; Carnival. “Men of thots are up and stirring.” THE BITTER ROOT 33 VIRGINIA BRITT “Gin” Chorus '18. 19, ’20. � 21; Glee Club ’18; Basket- ball '20. “She takes life as it comes and asks no questions.” ROSS DRAKE “Sir Francis His work was mostly of a man’s endeavor.” RUTH HOUCK “Twobyfour” dee Club ’19. ’20. ’21; Orchestra ’19, ’20. ’21: Ex. Com. S. Ass’n. ’20, ’21; Knnah 21; Carni- val ’21. It is better to be small and shine than to 1 — large and cast a shadow. HELEN JONES Orchestra ’18. ’19, ’20, ’21: Honor Roll ’18. ’19. •20. ’21. Learning by study must be won.” 34 THE BITTER ROOT STELLA JONES Glee Club '17, '18, '19; Chorus ’17, ’18, '19. “Be noisy; let who will he quiet. CORA THOMPSON “Who mixed reason with pleasure and wisdom with mirth ’ CLYDE ESTEY “Cowhand” Ft otball ’18. '19. '20; Basketball '19. '20; Basket- ball acting; captain ’21; Pres. Class ’18, ’19; Sen- ate ’IS. lit; Pres. H. S. S. Ass’n. '20, '21; Dra- matic Club '19. '20. '21; “All cl' a Sudden Peg- gy’'; “Sojourners”; M” Club. “He nothing common did or mean.” MARTHA DICKINSON The very pink of courtesy.1 THE BITTER ROOT 35 MILDRED DRAKE Her eyes are bright; her grace is great: Her soul is fair within.” LE BRTX BECKWITH “Beckie” Senate. “He came, he learned, he said nothing.” RAGN A A X DE RS ) X “Rags” Glee Club '19, '20, 21; Chorus '21; Carnival '21. “Bubbling over with life and music.” I� MAll(JTERITE F )BREST “Command the assistance of a faithful friend.' 36 THE BITTER ROOT JULIAN GRAHAM “He is one of those people no one can say any- thing mean about.” GEORGIAN A LA CASSE “Georgie” Chorus '18; Honor Roll '18, '19, '20. 21. “For thot and not for praise. ELEAXORE BARRX VS “Sam’’ Orchestra '20. ’21. “Oh, happy accident that brought her here. JOSEPHINE PRITCHARD “Jo” Chorus '19, ’20; Girls’ Club Cabinet '20, '21; Pres. Camp Fire Girls ’19, '20; Honor Roll; Carnival; Annual; Maker of Banner of '21. “She pleased while distant, but when near she charmed. THE BITTER ROOT 37 MILDRED MAYO These plain characters we rarely find. VIOLET BURKHART “Andy” Art Club '21; Glee Club T9. '20; Chorus T9. '20; Dramatic Club '20, 21; Basketball T9; So- journers 21; Carnival 21. I know a maiden fair to see. ROB E RT I) R A( i ST AI T “Bob” Orchestra 19. 20. '21; Glee Club '20, ’21; Boys' Senate '20; Carnival. Mon of few words are the best men. FLORENCE BAKER Flossy” Girls’ Chorus 18. T9, 20. 'On bravely thru the sunshine and the showers. Time has his work to do and we have ours. VERA RAYMER A light heart lives long. WILLIAM MO’ART Innocence abroad.’ WALLA! E BRENNAN Brick” Friendliness and absence of heat indicate fine qualities.” 38 THE BITTER ROOT History of fine Class o f’21 Accordingly, there did come that 10th day of the 9th month in the year nineteen hundred and seventeen, the Flower of the Land, that they might pluck from the Tree of Life and drink from the Fountain of Knowledge. And they did come from both the North Side and South Side, from the Bitter Root and the Blackfoot—yea, and even from Bonner. And some did giggle and waste time until they began to reap of the fruits of that Tree. In the course of time, they chose from the motley crowd, four lead- ers who might guide the steps aright. They did noisily elect for their worthy representatives Eloise Baird, James Hughes, Phillip Rowe and Clyde Estey. And many notable gatherings they did hold where much brilliancy was shown in the discussion of dances and of parties. In accordance with the custom there was held at the Athletics Tabernacle a ball, to which great numbers came, garbed to represent the personages of the so-called Funny-paper. Forty days later a feast was enjoyed by the same assembly of modest maidens and gallant youth; while many other events allied their hearts to M. II. S. And thus knowing of joy and not of sorrow and with the future brightly beckoning, did the students await the coming of the next year. Estey, whose Christian name was Clyde, was president, and James, whose Christian name was Opal, was class scribe. In this year of their learning, there swept over the land, a plague known as the Influenza of Spain, and weeks went into months before the darkness lifted and the light reappeared. In the subsequent fun and frolic there arose arguments on Railroad Owner- ship and hehold—the class of ’21, because of superior intellect and keener wit did gain the support of all the judges. Likewise, our youth did enter enthusi- astically into the field of sports. They did end this year with feasting at Marshall Grade. Eventually, they entered into the third year, filled with the spirit of rivalry and competition between them and their predecessors of one year. After weighty consideration of the merit and talent of their member, they did elect James Hughes as president, and in his absence to take his place they named Gertrude Pease, and recorder of business was Leonard Morris, and to protect them from all intrusion they did choose Teeny, the mighty and valiant. And thus, when 'William, son of Wallace, floated over the school the colors purple and cerise, many followers of the Order of Juniors, climbed to the heights of the building and casting aside the hated tfnblem, proclaimed to all spectators the supremacy of the Blue and White. So ran the spirit. Lo. they did display their artistic ability in the arranging of pine trees at “The Dance” and their liberality of heart was shown when they awarded favors to numerous members of our chosen people. Likewise when they had finished this dance did they follow it with another affair worthy of Junior ability which was dedicated to the Year Leap; and Junior fame was spread broadcast through- out the land. Then there came between the school of Butte and M. II. S. a battle to be fought THE BITTER ROOT 39 on yon University field and among the warriors seven of them did uphold the Junior honor; they were: Morris, Estev, Johnson, Cramer, Weaver, Miller, and MacSpadden. Now , there came up for the first time the call for an Association of Students and verily, Estev, from our ranks, was chosen leader of this vast multitude, and much prudence and tact did lie display. With Bohemian originality they pre- sented to the school the Follies of Whiz Bang, the results of which wort1 twenty- fold. On the program of these Follies there did appear maidens blessed with beauty and grace, because of which we afterwards did pray, “Forgive us our Baby Vamps”-—it was in splendor and in beauty that on a night in April, 1920, A. I)., that all known to the school as Juniors or as Seniors did assemble at yon Union Hall to partake of the Junior Prom. With this did our activities end, leaving us to await the coming of the last year. On the 9th month of the year of ’20 did they reassemble once more to make merry for another year before they should be separated to take up the cares of the world. This time it was with great solemnity and dignity that a member rose and spake these words: “I nominate thee, Vernon Setser, to the office of president,” and they again were officers elected who were Vernon Setser, Eloise Baird, Virginia Bartles and Roy Miller. Now, again, there came upon this school the spirit of rivalry between the Seniors and the Juniors and again the Seniors did excel. With just pride did these highest of classmen offer to the school the “Senior Frolic,” and they did dance until content reigned in their hearts. Then there came before the school when we had all assembled, the All Highest who spake these words, “Art thou, Earl Johnson, a member of the athletic team that has brought unto this school vast honors?” and Earl did answer, “Yea.” Then the All Highest again spake, “Come ye up and all other athletics of the field, that we may award you with the emblem of the school, for you have found favor in our sight.” And from our midst there did arise: Clyde Estev, Leonard Morris, William Weaver, Roy Miller, Arthur Cramer and Morrel Mar Spadden. Then to our class did our learned president, Vernon, who was winner of prizes extemporaneous and of essays short, announce with his usual oratorical ability that there was need of a Carnival, and straightway, with Ruth from the House of Houck as manager, did they present to the school the best performanc e of years, which caused our fame in the school to go down in the records of history. And from this Carnival did they find the means to compile a volume which is known as the Bitter Root. Tn the play given by the Club of Dramatics did many of our members star and play their parts most cleverly. Thus do all good things come to an end and asking forgiveness for our mis- takes, and blessings for our future careers, it is with a feeling of both pride and regret, and with a knowledge of our indebtedness to our sponsor. Miss Noble, that we go to receive our just rewards and turn our backs forever on dear old M. TT. S. —Eloise Baird, 21. —Ruth Houck. 21. 40 THE BITTER ROOT Propkecy of {ke Class o f’21 As I entered the dimly lighted, now almost deserted theatre, I was filled with a deep sense of awe. 1 slipped unobserved into a seat far in the rear and from there I watched the rehearsal of one of the greatest and most stupendous spec- tacles ever presented on the American stage. However, it was not the glittering, dazzling costumes, not the innumerable beautiful specimens of young maiden- hood that swayed rhythmically to the strains of the jazziest of jazz orchestras, that filled me with that unexplainable feeling of awe; no, indeed, for had I not myself just come from a rehearsal of that incomparable dance feast, the “Ballet Russel” No, nothing in the way of productions could make me feel the way I did as I sat there, the lone spectator at that truly gorgeous review. Gentle reader, standing there before those youthful exponents of the latest thing in everything and directing the charming young things, was no other than James Hughes. Yes, our very own J. K. Now, who dares wonder at that awe- some feeling that pervaded my soul? Kick? Oh„ boy, I’ll say I did! And very soon I was shaking hands with him, and he was talking over old times with me, just as naturally and friendly as if he weren’t the one and only J. K. Hughes, greatest living director of female choruses. “Maybe you are wondering why I sent for you, Teenie,” he said in a very nearly kind, but still businesslike voice. “ Well, here is the reason,” and with that he handed me a small pasteboard card. I read it carefully. WONDERFUL INVENTION HUMAN VITOGRA PH This machine is in many respects like the moving picture projecting lantern. You write on a card the name of a friend concerning whom you wish information and the machine will throw upon the screen a scene from the present life of the person whose name you have written. STRAND 15c 1 looked up, a trifle bewildered, to be sure. Jimmy was smiling, and in a few concise words explained his plan. The next minute, it seemed, we were seated side by side in the little Strand theatre; the usher had taken the list of names we had written and we were settling ourselves, prepared for a real hour’s entertainment. “It will be wonderful to see all our old classmates again, won’t it?” I mur- mured as a picture was flashed on the screen. This first was Ragna Anderson, there was no denying it. The picture was clear and perfect in every respect. Ragna was standing on a doorstep demon- strating the numerous uses of the very ultra mechanical powder puff to an en- thusiastic old lady. The scene changed. Before us was the beach at Venice, California. We noticed a particularly large gathering around one of the many gay booths. The next instant we were shown Eloise Baird conducting a very profitable business in a shooting gallery. We barely had time to get our respective breaths when the scene shifted THE BITTER ROOT 41 again. This time we saw a scene from one of those well-known farces so popular in New York. Both of us immediately recognized the play as one of the very best of its kind. With somewhat of a jolt we realized that the leading lady, languidly making her entrance in a costume always a part of such plays, was no other than Florence Baker. The next scene was a decided contrast. We saw the broad, sandy plains of a desert. In the distance was a large building and the next scene showed us that this was the “Palestine Sanitarium.” Another notice told us that here was the one and only place to recover from that peculiar disease, camillitis, caused from too much camel walking. The next instant a wheel chair pushed by a dusky native of this country appeared around the corner and ensconced in its depths, a trifle pale, to be sure, was our old friend, Carolyn Barnes. One by one the different scenes were flashed before us and dearly and dis- tinctly we saw our old classmates in their present life. We saw Violet Boileau and Edith Bonnes, proprietresses of a very exclusive chiropodist parlor at DcSniet, and sweet little Virginia Barth's was revealed to us in the midst of an orgy of house cleaning and baking. How efficient she looked as she gave the cook orders about the luncheon ; how tenderly she dusted the picture of LeBrun Beckwith and placed it on the mantle. We saw Harry Sager was the proprietor of one “Petite Maison,” a place so well known that no explanation was necessary. We saw well-known society women begging for just a word with Monsieur Sager, just a word as to whether or not the frocks next month would be an eighth of an inch longer or shorter; would burlap be the popular trimming, and what about this new moonshine cloth, would it still bo good? Not a word said Monsieur, but presented some of his latest creations to the eager ladies on a few of his attractive live models. Minnie Clunie glided across the floor, draped in some gorgeous black thing; following her we saw Winnifred Cramer, dazzling in a fluffy creation. The grand finale came with the appearance of Adelaide Tanner in a ravishing red velvet negligee. We saw- other shop owners beseeching Monsieur Sager to tell them where he secured such models, but he simply smiled and refused to answer. The scene changed. This time we saw a crowded grandstand. The people were cheering, fairly mad with joy. Down on the track we saw no other than Albert Blumenthal, riding Man o’ War before the crowd. Very handsome and proud he looked in his jockey costume as he received the congratulations of the mob. Next we saw the handsome interior of the most exclusive of bachelor estab- lishments. Here was where wo got some inside stuff on the lives of Earl Johnson, Walter Durrant, Clyde Estey and Ed Taylor, for it was here that they resided, escaping the “madding crowd.” We saw John Britt, the leader of the steadily growing Anti-cellar League. His sister, Virginia, had just finished making “The Mystery of the Bloody Doorstep” for Foxwyn and was resting at her summer home at Hayes Spur. Alice Broman was driving a very mean looking pair of horses, and handling them beautifully as she circled around the large field, plowing the rich earth. This was her farm at Evaro, and a very prosperous one it was, too. Pontilim'd on Page 117 42 THE BITTER ROOT Last Will and Testament of fke Class of ’ 21 We, the Senior Class of the Missoula County High School, City of Missoula, State of Montana, being about to leave this sphere, in full possession of a sound mind, memory and understanding, do make and publish this our last will and testament, hereby revoking and making void all former wills by us at any time heretofore made. First: We do direct that our funeral services shall be conducted by our friends and well-wishers, the faculty, only enjoining that the funeral be carried on with all the dignity and pomp our station in the high school has merited. Second: We will and bequeath to the Juniors our exalted position in M. H. S., and the right to manage said institution as they shall see fit. Third: We will and bequeath our indestructible and overwhelming belief in our own ability to the class of ’22. Fourth: We will and bequeath the following valuables to the following per- sons, to-wit: (1) The good looks of the Senior boys to the Junior boys because of our pity for them, providing they do not use said gift to beguile feminine minds. (2) The beauty of the Senior girls, which they have not already bought or obtained by camouflage, to the Junior girls. (3) Clyde Estey, one of our members, to Gladys Martin. (4) Teeny Berry’s wig to Mr. Sanford. (5) Our skill in remaining in school, though we have but little of it left, to the Frosh and Sophs. (6) Earl Johnson’s football powers to Clarence Smith. (7) Ted Leonard’s ability at “mashing” to John Craddock. (8) Ragna Anderson’s and Bernice Miller’s piano accomplishments to Bertha MacSpadden. (9) The paint left from the class scraps to coming generations of “scrappers.” (10) Debates and essays to I. N. Fluenza ; “IIow to Study” to the leisure hours of the Juniors. (11) Rowland Rutherford leaves those track pants of his hanging in the gym. (12) Our many “E’s” to those overcome with “P’s.” (13) Eloise Baird’s popularity to Barbara Sterling. (14) Fred Brown’s artistic ability to Evan Reynolds. (15) Our footprints on the broad front stairs to the janitors. (16) Ted Jakwavs’ moonlight car rides to Brick Riley. (17) Our eighth period privileges to the Juniors. (18) Violet Burkhart’s brilliancy to Bill Kelley. (19) The music of the Lost Chord to the next orchestra. (20) Alice Broman’s and Caroline Barnes’ good humor to Dolly Wise and Dorothy Dodge. THE BITTER ROOT 43 (21) The Senior love, interest, and consideration of Barbara Sterling to Carl Graybeal, hoping that he values it as lie should. (22) Ruby James to Ernest Burkhart. (23) Stella Jones to Walter Stahl. (24) Pridolf Kling’s voice to John McCormick, a Victor favorite. (25) Richard Keene’s ability at golf to Bobby Craddock. (26) Vernon Setser’s oratorical powers to Jamesburt Garlington. (27) Albert Blumenthal’s unequaled strength to Caryll Bitkin. (28) Walter Durrant to Ruby Parker. (29) Mildred Mayo’s talk on ‘‘The Rolling-Pin” to all young house- wives. 130) Glenn Boyer’s and Joe Gibson’s popularity with the girls to who- ever can get it. (31) Bob Dragstedt’s interest in chemistry to Cora Virginia Chaffin. (32) Molly MacSpadden’s bashfulness to Fritz Sterling. (33) Harold Reeley’s red cheeks to any girl who needs them. (34) Honora Hale’s place on the girls’ basketball team to whoever is capable of attaining it. (35) The secret of Elton Stetson’s abundant locks to some of the bobbed- haired little girls. (36) Laura Dries’ height to John Hutchens. (37) Virginia Parties’ skill as a dancer to Caroline Wickes. (38) Leonard Morris’ smile to Catherine Ritchey. (39) Ed. Taylor’s “light fantastic toe” to Happy Morris. (40) John Britt’s bluff receipt to the Frosh. (41) Joe Dunham to Gladys Price. (42) Roy Miller’s weight to Esther Smith. (43) Florence Melchoir’s and Gladys Dodge’s place on “Pan” to Alberta Wheatly and Charlotte Trenerry. (44) The use of the gymnasium to all future classes for dances. (45) Our Senior Carnival “pep” and originality to any class that can put on a better one. (46) Marion Prescott’s democratic spirit to Elizabeth Faulds. (47) Fern Johnson’s, Josephine Modlin’s, Alfrieda Zinzer’s scientific minds to Miss Bailey. (48) Opal James to Lynn McGoldrick. (49) James Hughes’ self-satisfaction to David Beebe. (50) Olive Davis’, Winifred Cramer’s, and Edna Jacobsen’s unusual minds to Arthur Johnson, Frank Jones, and Marion Moore. (52) Minnie Clunie’s, Pauline Breiner’s, Virginia Britt’s, Florence Baker’s, Violet Boileau’s, Mildred Drake’s, Alzire Duquette’s, Josephine Graehl’s, Erma Graves’ fluency to Miss Colvin and Miss Mann. (.53) Eleanor Barrows’ ability as a celloist, and Helen Jones’ as a violinist to Hugh Elmore. (54) Raymond Cain’s good looks to Jack Wrabek. (55) Bill Weaver’s red hair to Miss Ronan. Continued on Page 118 44 THE BITTER ROOT Che 1921 Bitter Root Staff The Makers of the Book at Work. Jas. K. Hughes Editor Vernon Setser Virginia Berry Opal James Josephone Pritchard Helen Zeh Theodore Jakways Joe Dunham Richard Keene Alice Broman Genevieve Kelley Phil Rowe Leonard Morris John Cooney Associate Editor Assistant Editor Organization Editor Class Editor Literary Editor Athletic Editor Humor Editor Feature Editor Snapshot Editor Ass’t. Snapshot Editor Business Manager Subscription Manager Circulation Manager THE BITTER ROOT 45 ed out to add their chapter to the records left by those classes that had gone before. Within a few weeks they had assembled and chosen for the class officers those members who were best fitted to represent them. Fritz Sterling was made president; Roy Anderson, vice-president, and Grace Guinn, secretary. Toward the close of the term, a successful hike was planned. With the fates and the weather man enlisted against them, they nevertheless had a very enjoyable time and one long to be re- membered. The illustrious Freshman Debate Team made up of those far-famed orators and elocutionists, Newell Robertson, Wallace Lentz, and Evan Reynolds, battling against Fate and the Sophs, finally relinquished the victory to the latter after a peppy scrap. If the staunch old doors of the M. H. S. had been gifted with prophecy on that autumnal day in 1918 when the members of the embryo class of ’22 first trooped through the welcoming halls, they doubtless would have told a tale to make even the plaster busts shake in their places. If the doors could have spoken, they might have revealed something very like the following: Donning added dignity with their newly ac- quired books these determined youngsters start- 3 rWr 46 THE BITTER ROOT THE BITTER ROOT 47 The next year these same students came back, then august Sophomores, ready to do battle with the world in general, and textbooks in particular. Again dem- onstrating unusual judgment and wisdom, the Class of ’22 elected Hugh Elmore, a man of rare executive ability, president, while with corresponding insight they made Newell Robertson vice-president, and Eleanor Leach secretary. Blue and gold were decided upon as class colors. Miss Mann, a very competent instructor, was made sponsor. In the state declamatory contest Asa Duncan won first place. Although the social affairs of the year were limited to two functions, one ex- clusively for the class, they were both excellent entertainments. The first of these, the class party, was a decided success. The dance which was put on the following semester was well patronized and pronounced a success. When ’22 returned in 1920, everyone in school soon became aware that the Juniors were going to make things hum in M. II. S. A meeting was immediately called, under the sponsorship of Miss Hanson, and a new staff of officers elected for the coming year. Carl Graybeal was elected president; Barbara Sterling, vice-president; Mildred Leonard, secretary; Catherine Reynolds, representative on the executive committee of the Student Association, and Evan Reynolds, busi- ness manager. By unanimous vote the class colors were changed, red and white being chosen. Prom the very first the class of ’22 was always represented in all branches of school activities. Sterling, Burkhart, Graybeal and Dahlberg maintained its reputation in athletics, while in girls’ basketball, Gladys Jobb, Barbara Sterling, Caroline Wiekes and Judith Pearson fought for the honor of the Juniors. Evan Reynolds, editor-in-chief of the Konah. was another Junior, as were also most of the staff. Members of the class were also prominent in the Dramatic and the Glee Clubs. One of the most successful sales of the year was the Junior Pie Sale, from which the class gained wide-spread reputation for “sales worth while.” At tin Senior Carnival the Juniors won the trophy awarded by the Senior class to the organization putting on the most clever and original side show. Taking all together, the Juniors have set a pace that will be hard for lower classmen to surpass, and the name of the class of ’22 will live long in the annals of the M. II. S. 48 THE BITTER ROOT History of the Class When the class of ’23 made its ever memorable entry into old M. II. S. in 1920, ninety-nine per cent of that group were the most spirited and enthusiastic students that had ever entered any portals of learning. Teachers were aston- ished; upper classmen quaked and trembled; everyone knew that in the case of ’23 appearances were not deceptive, but that when the present Sophs set spinning the wheel of a Good Time, that the very building would shake. But, on the other hand, the 23’s had, and have kept up their very fine record for faithful and diligent studying, which together with school spirit makes a wonderful com- bination. The first event of the season was the election of class officers. John Childs was chosen president; Ruby Parker, secretary, and Elizabeth Peterson, chairman of the social committee. With such officers and with Miss Brown as sponsor, no one ever doubted fora minute that the Prosh were not an extraordinary class. The principal event of the year was the stunt party held in the gym, which was decorated in the class colors, green and white. This party was open only to Prosh and was pronounced an entire success. Due to the unkind ness of the teachers, the class was permitted to have only two social disturbances. The sec- ond one, a dance open to the school, was largely attended and enjoyed to the ut- most by everyone. When the Prosh became Sophs, even more lively affairs were destined to come. Miss Parker, to whom a great deal of our success is due, officiated as sponsor. George Simerson, whom we all know by his cheery Irish smile, was made presi- dent. Calvin Pearce, small, but with a compact brain, was elected vice president. Ilildcgarde Weisberg, musically inclined, studious and attractive, became secre- tary. Bruce Mellaffie of sturdy limbs and auburn hair was made sergeant-at- arms, and John Bolton, lean and serious, was given the responsibility of repre- senting the class in the Student Association. So much for the Sophomores. Here’s wishing them luck and plenty of it in the years to come. J. IT. B., ’23. THE BITTER ROOT 49 0 THE BITTER ROOT History of the Class In the fall of 1920 a goodly crew set sail upon the ocean “Don’t Know” in search of the port “Know How.” They were an earnest hand and since the voyage was long and beset with inanv dangers there had been mu di time spent in preparation—eight long years of toil. Many had lost interest in the under- taking and had decided that the land of “ Ini tie Knowledge” was a pleasant place so why waste so mu h effort in reaching another port, of which really they knew nothing except by hearsay. Thousands of people dwelt in the land of “Little Knowledge” and lived and died without sailing in search of “Know IIow,” so why should they? However, there were a few men and women in this land that had made the trying voyage and returned, and wonderful were their tales of the pleasant places in this far off country. And so each year a crew set sail. This band of 1924 realized the seriousness of their undertaking and wasted no time in frivolity. Following an ancient custom they clothed themselves in green, a symbol of their humility and inferiority. Fpon the ocean were three other ships, one but one port ahead, another two. and the third upon the last lap of the journey. As each port was reached a sort of exultation came to the voyagers and a shining garment was given them in exchange for the one grown shabby. Upon leaving the last for their final destination they were fairh clothed in glory. They were then called “Seniors” which is synonymous with “Gods.” The struggles and trials of this brave band of 1924 is a tale of the future. No doubt many will weaken and stop at the various ports and some may even fall overboard and be swept away in tin sea, but those that remain—ah, their story will be one that will delight the hearts of all brave men, and prove an inspiration to all those that follow after. Already there are appearing among them those who will rise to leadership. The land of “Know How” will be vastly bettered by their coming; the shining garments that they receive at the various stages of their journey will not he tarnished in the wearing; and before they reach the last port they will he “Gods” indeed. —Beatrice Forkenbrock. THE BITTER ROOT 51 52 THE BITTER ROOT THE BITTER ROOT 53 54 THE BITTER ROOT Pierson Weaver Wilcox Estey Miller Kiff Graybeal Smith Anderson A. Morris Sterling Clarke (coach) Kelley MacSpacklen L. Morris Football Football in M. H. S. this year was rather a brief affair. S Tiool did not start until the twenty-ninth day of September, and by that time, the other teams in the state had a good month’s start of us. However, we were true to tradition and before many weeks were up, Coach Clark had a fairly passable team whipped into shape. Our first game was with Stevens ville. Before the game started, there was never a more hopeful team came to Missoula than the husky Bitter Root lads. It didn’t take them long to get over their illusions. They started the game with a rush but Captain Johnson’s line stiffened and Stevensville began a retreat. The first quarter ended with the score 0 to 0. In the next quarter “Swede” Anderson shot a pass to MacSpacklen who galloped across the line for a touch- down. Anderson kicked goal. From then on the game was a walk-away and Anderson made two touchdowns after Kelley had made the same number of long runs. Kelley had hard luck inasmuch as he always fell on the wrong side of the line. He was easily the individual star and in swift broken-line running he rivaled Walter Humphreys. The game ended with the score 19 to 0 in favor of Missoula. THE BITTER ROOT 55 CAPTAIN JOHNSON Pilct of 1920 Team. and the game ended with Deer Deer Lodge was the next opponent. Deer Lodge seems to always have a strong football team. Missoula clearly outplayed them in the first half but they woke up in the third quarter with disastrous results to the home team. Johnson, Graybeal, and Kelley made imichyarduge through the visitors’ lines, and Kstey, Miller, Weaver, MacSpadden, and Sterling made some neat tackles. MacSpad- den made Missoula’s only touchdown. Mays and Rule were the stars of Powell County ' team. They broke away continually in the third quarter and two touchdowns were scored before they were stopped. In the fourth qquarter. Missoula stiffened her defense and showed the old stubbornness of the first two periods. They were a little too late, however, Lodge on the long end. The next game was with Hamilton at Ham- ilton. A large number of M. II. S. rooters went along to support the team. The first quarter looked as though the game would be a (dose one but. just as in the Stevensville game, Missoula started playing in the second period. MacSpadden made the first touch- down which seemed to break the ice. After that Johnson, MacSpadden, Sterling, Kiff, and Kelley all crossed the chalk and Hamilton was left in the lurch. Miller and Estey fur- nished a wall that the Hamiltonians were un- able to get over, under, around, or through. The game was not interesting to watch because of the many fumbles and the one-sidedness. The final score was 53 In 0, or as Johnson put it, “A score a mile.” The Anaconda game was the real test of the season and also the last game. The team journeyed to Anaconda and fought the battle at Washoe Park. The s ore was 30 to 0 in Anaconda’s favor but the score was far from telling the real story of the game. In the first quarter, Missoula was on Anaconda’s 5-yard line and then, through a series of mishaps, lost the ball. Anaconda scored her first touchdown near the end of the first quarter. Anaconda scored again in the second quarter. Smith, center for Missoula, was injured just as the half ended. The sensation of the game was a drop kick from the 35-yard line made by Conroy f Anaconda. Two more touchdowns were made and then Missoula 56 THE BITTER ROOT held on for dear life. She held Anaconda scoreless all during the last quarter. MaeSpadden, Kelley, and Smith were injured, but all stayed in the game. Domitrovich of Anaconda was hurt so badly that he was out of the game for a quarter. Johnson was easily the star man of the 1020 football team. He always played a hard game and no line could stand up before his plunges for very long. A Drink Between Halves. Lining l p at the Hamilton Game. THE BITTER ROOT 57 Kelley Sterling: MacSpadd n Durrant (Capt. Clark (Cgaeh) Johnson Anderson Estey Basket Ball Basketball was a success for Missoula this year. In the words of the Butte coach, “Missoula has not had such a good basketball team since McGough was their coach.” This comment attracts favor to the untiring efforts of our two coaches, Clark and Lansing. The boys certainly showed their intensive training. Hard luck was the only tiling that kept us from a better place in the stato tournament. Tournaments are a queer thing inasmuch as they never come out the way they are doped and some poor teams secure better places than a top notch team that has had hard luck. Missoula played twenty-two games of bas- ketball this season and lost ten of them. This gives us a percentage of .590. Considering that Captain Durrant was practically out of the game all the time, this percentage is something to be proud of. Our first games were with Dillon at the University gym. We played two games, both of which were lost by close scores. The first night we were walloped 23-20. The next night we came out at the small end of the 22-17 score. The team next went to Deer Lodge and won a game there. The score was 27-20. Prom Deer Lodge, the team went to Anaconda and lost a game to the tune of 19-17. Kelley and MacSpadden were the outstanding players of these games. 58 THE BITTER ROOT The following week, we went to Alberton. A large number of Missoula rooters went with us and Alberton was alive with the purple and gold. The game was merely an incident—Missoula won. 45-4. The next night we came home and met Poison on the University floor. The game was a walk-away for Missoula, the final score being 36-14. Our old hoodoo, Dillon, met us with open arms at their home town and pro- ceeded to give us an awful walloping tin first night. We swallowed the morti- fication of a 37-1!) score. The reason was easy to see. This was the memorable time that Estey, our star guard, overslept and missed the train. The story was not nearly so sad the next night as they beat us only 24-21. That showed quite conclusively that Estey was a necessary man. A trip to Poison was the next thing on the schedule. This was the trip where Estey and Durrant were subs. The feeling was quite a novelty to them and they were not needed very badly as Poison was weak this year. Anderson played a wonderful game at guard. The score was 61-11. On the way back the team stopped at Kalispell and showed them who was boss. Kalispell was defeated, 36-12. The next two games were on the home floor. Deer Lodge came over and found out the kind of material M. IT. S. turned out this year. We beat them 22-18. The next victim was Philipsburg. In spite of the fact that “Bosky” Blumenthal cheered his old schoolmates with all his might, they went home with the story: “We got beat, 37-17.” Helena played a game here and the team struck more hard luck. We were beat to the tune of 39-33. This was a very exciting game. II elena secured a big lead in the first half and Missoula was unable to overcome it. The boys played Helena to a standstill in the second half. The District Tournament No team ever went to a district tournament with higher hopes than Missoula. They had good reason to be hopeful for they had played four games with Dillon, last year’s champions. These games were all victories for Dillon, but the scores were too close for comfort. Dillon was frankly afraid of the purple and gold. The team started out in fine shape by beating Helena, 24-23. This game was one of the best in the whole tournament. MaeSpadden was the principal satellite, but Estey and Sterling showed themselves to be first-class guards. In spite of the fact that Dillon was afraid of us she stepped out and beat us, 20-19. It was heartbreaking to think of being beaten by one point, but the hoodoo was still with us. Dillon surely had the bluff on us all through the season. We defeated Butte Central in a rough and tumble game. Estey lost his sunny smile for a few moments and threatened to wallop Dempsey, a Butte Central guard. It’s lucky for Dempsey that Estey is good-natured. The final score was 18-11. The heart-breaking game of the tournament was the game with Helena. Mis- soula played a hard game and too much credit cannot be given to MaeSpadden and Johnson. “John” had the longest reach of any center at the tournament and his playing was a marvel. Sterling and Kelley were going like wild cats THE BITTER ROOT 59 also. The sad part of the game was that we were beaten by one point. The score was 20-19. This gave Missoula fourth place in the tournament and we were up a stump unless we got an invitation. Good luck favored us once, for while we were in Helena the next week, we were invited. The Helena game was a jolly-up affair. The impossible was accomplished and Helena went to defeat to the tune of 42-35. Otie State Tournament The Purple and Gold journeyed to Bozeman to take a good place in the state tournament. Our performance in the district tournament led us to believe that our luck would change. Wolf Point was the first opponent and they had a very scrappy little team. We beat them by one point, 16-15. Butte was pigeon-holed bv the Purple and Gold. Butte has had a good team in the past, but being weak this year, she was easily beaten by a score of 17-12. Dillon came back strong at Missoula. They were “sure enough” hoodoo. It is peculiar, too, because Dillon was frankly afraid of Missoula. In the first half Missoula led by the score of 10-4. But the Butte game had tired the Missoula team, and in the second half Dillon brought her score to 18 while Missoula brought hers only to 12. Dillon won six straight games from Missoula. Most of them were by close scores and Dillon’s fear of us was well founded. EXTRACT FROM DILLON “BULLETIN,” “The fact that this game was Dillon’s sixth victory over Missoula would lead one to suppose that Missoula had an inferior team. This, however, was not the ease. Two more evenly matched teams could not be found, and it was only the breaks in luck that kept Missoula, instead of Dillon, from winning six games, as at no time in any game was Missoula out of striking distance. It may be add- ed here that in their six games with Dillon, the members of the Missoula team showed themselves to be the cleanest players, the best sports and the best losers in the state of Montana, and their school should feel proud of them.” Missoula had no heart for the next game and lost to Big Timber by the score of 20-14. Thus ended the state tournament and the basketball season. Missoula won seventh place, one notch better than last year. Some bright person has said that in seven more years we shall win first. With a second team like we possess it is very likely that we shall win a good place next year. It is interesting to note that three men. Johnson, MaeSpadden, and Estey, made the all-state second team. The worst part of it is that these three men graduate this year, and this will seriously cripple Missoula unless Coach Ennis’ second squad yields us some good material. Kelley is a coming star. He is only a sophomore now and each year he gets better so we can look forward to the many points be will win for M. H. S. Below is a table showing the players and their records: Player Position Field Goals Foul Goals Points Total Halves PI aye M a c S p a d d e n, Fo r w a r d 79 43 201 44 Kelley, Forward 87 15 189 44 Durrant, Forward 9 18 36 11 60 THE BITTER ROOT Second Team Basket Ball Kiff Morris Cai t.) Howe McHaffie Cramer Clark THE BITTER ROOT 61 Player Position Field Goals Foul Goals Points Total Halves Played Sterling, Guard 12 0 24 44 Estcv, Guard 11 0 22 39 Anderson, Guard 4 2 10 11 (Tracheal, Forward 0 0 0 3 Keene, Forward 1 0 2 4 Johnson, Center 43 0 86 44 Second Team The second team is literally the training school for all M. H. . S. basketball teams. It gives the second rate players experience so that they may become first stringers. Besides that, it furnishes the first team with excellent practice. Under the able direction of Coach L. C. Ennis, a second squad was turned out that was able to beat the Deer Lodge second team twice and the Drummond high school team twice. They lost the first game of the season to the Thompson Falls quintet, 25 to 18. Leonard Morris was captain and a very able one be proved to be. Below is a table showing the players and their records: Player Position Field Coals Foul Goals Halves Played Anderson, Forward ................... 43 3 12 Keene, Forward ...................... 22 2 10 Rowe, Forward ....................... 26 7 13 Cramer, Center ...................... 18 0 16 Morris, Guard ........................ 0 0 14 Kiff, Guard ........................ 1 0 14 Mollaffie, Guard ......-.............. 6 2 9 Girls’ Basket Ball It was only two years ago that the M. IL S. girls’ basketball team was organ- ized. Now, it is a permanent fixture. The players this year were an enthusias- tic bunch. The class games were peppy and full of life; the Seniors carried off honors. The surprising part about them was that they were well supported by the boys. The girls’ team made several trips. They won from St. Ignatius by a close score, 10-7. They lost a game to Helena and one to Philipsburg. The defeat at Philipsburg was doubtless due to the fact that they were forced to play reg- ulation girls’ basketball. The team beat the Sacred Heart Academy and Poison High. Kelley. II. Hale and Sterling were the outstanding stars. Forward Forward Guard Guard ... Center .. Sub ... Sub ... . Kelley Sterling Peterson Baptist II. Hale R. Hale ... Jobb 62 THE BITTER ROOT Girls’ Basket Ball Baptiste Peterson Jobb Sterling Woock (Coach) H. Hale R. Hale Kelley (Capt.) THE BITTER ROOT 63 T rack Prospects for Track April 15, iqai Prospects are excellent for track this year. Missoula won fourth place in the big meet last year and, with a good part of the old team back, it is expected that a few new records will be set up. Rutherford, Martinson, Dahlborg, Gibson, Johnson, Burkhart and Cramer are all veterans of last year’s meet. There is a new man in school who is a wonder at the shot put. He throws it 45 feet with- out any effort. No doubt you have heard of him. ITe is “Bosky” Blumenthal, the High School Goliath. Darcy Dahlborg is said to be a fast man in the 220 and the quarter mile. Len Morris, Jakways, Cain, Anderson and Lane are show- ing exceptional form also in the above races. Rutherford and Martinson are our best bets in the dashes and can be counted on as sure point winners. Martinson also specializes in the high jump. Morris steps the dashes in record time, but his best races are the 220 and the 440. The only thing Missoula lacks is hurdlers, and Johnson and Sterling are training to acquire the knack of fence jumping. It is a well known fact that track takes more training than any other branch of athletics. No man has a chance who smokes cigarettes or breaks training in some other way. For this reason, a track athlete represents the very cream of physical manhood and one cannot help but admire the clean-limbed, deep-chested lads who struggle for the winged emblem. Missoula always has had a good track team and this is the year when wonders will be accomplished. Ma]p 15, IC II The above article was written before the meet occurred and now that the meet is over the results should be announced on t his page in the Annual. Ander- son, Johnson and Blumenthal were the only point winners. RESULTS OF THE MEET Butte ----- 41 Great Falls - - - 24 Missoula - - - - - 21‘o 64 THE BITTER ROOT After a jog around the track. Assistant Coach Lansing at extreme left. On your marks. Bang! THE BITTER ROOT 65 M” Club The M” club is one of the most exclusive clubs in M. II. S. No man who has not earned an “M” can belong. Those who have won an “M” know what it means to earn that golden emblem. It means getting in early every night while in training and eating proper food. It means many bars of candy never eaten, many cigarettes never smoked. It means keeping away from society and letting some other fellow steal your best girl. In short, an “M” represents a tremendous sacrifice and the school should appreciate it. It is a sad fact that an athlete’s glory is short-lived. For a week or two after he has distinguished himself, he is a hero, the next week he is merely one of the common crowd. All his noble self control, his untiring efforts in behalf of his school arc forgotten. The “M” should be a constant reminder of the deeds which the doughty warriors have performed for the Purple and Gold. Leonard Morris is president this year. Below is a list of all students in school who belong. Morris Kiff Kelley Estey Gibson Pur rant Johnson Setser Graybeal Kennedy Smith Miller MacSpadden Rutherford Weaver Anderson Martinson BlumenthaJ Sterlin 66 THE BITTER ROOT STORIES A Panic In the first place, you probably will have contemplated that first date for “Pan” for several months. By the time THE night comes your brain will re- semble Fifth street on a February day. For beginners in the Realms of Fuss, we hand out this little advice: Make your date with HER a month in advance, for an extensive and intensive course of training is necessary. When you buy your seats, make sure that they are at least in sight of the stage. Don’t lot your Hoover ideas turn you into a cheap skate. So much for that part. It is the conversational end that worries most young swains. Journey down to Wool- wjrth’s, the store for impoverished pocket books, and stock up with a supply of the world’s funniest .jokes. Be sure to remember these jokes; write them on your cuff if necessary. After you have been treading on pink mist and ethereal haze for a month, the Creat Night is at hand. Doll up in that new suit and set bravely forth. As you near the awful door (a sacred shrine) stride up the walk with firm pace, ascend the steps with lordly mien, and ring the hell sharply and decisively. Her little brother will come to the door and in a voice of hateful ignorance will ask, “What do you want?” Answer hv demanding if Virginia (or Marian or Hazel) is there. After removing your new lid, mince into the parlor, smile at her mother, and shake hands with her father. Perch your frame on the edge of the sofa and pat the dog. To her father, remark about “These February rains,” and get off something to her mother about Ivan Ivonovitch’s latest essay. Tell her you read it in the “New Republic.” This will make her think you are a literary character and will create a good impression. By this time she probably will have come down stairs. Rise to your feet and mumble, “Good evening, Virginia.99 Help Her n with Her coat and as you leave pat the dog once more. Now you are off. When you got to the first arc light, look at your cuff and get off your joke. Chatter about every Tom, Dick and Harry of your acquain- tance. Launch forth into all the ancient and moss-covered Ford jokes. As you near the theater, feel for your tickets and for some kale to pay the war tax. As you settle down in your seats, be they in the dress circle or in nigger heaven, help HER off with Her wraps. Now the program begins. Remark on the dullness of the “Educational News,” and when she gasps as “Nan, the Nut” falls from an airplane, maintain a manly silence. Don’t make a fool of yourself laughing at the comedies. As the show progresses, make numerous wise cracks on the ability, or lack of it, of the performers. When the performance is over, help ITER on with HER coat, and wait for TIER to remark on the excellence of the show. Of course it was hum, and SHE knows it, but SHE is only polite. As you wend your way to the Coffee Parlor afterwards, be thinking of what you are going to eat. Don’t let TIER think you THE BITTER ROOT 67 are another John D., but it is good policy to flash a few hills and make an im- pression. When SHE orders an “ice-cream-cake,” you will feel like getting a lemon soda, but order something worth at least two-bits. Tf possible, catch a street car home. You will have run out of chatter by this time, and are likely to suffer a painful silence. When you reach IIER door, after thanking you for the delightful evening, SHE will say, “Angus, won’t you come up again soon?” You will say, “Yes.” And neither one of you will mean it at all. When you reach home, you will count your supply of tin Root of All Evil, and whatever may lx the result, you will be soothed by the greatest of all healers, Sleep. —J. II., ’22. Did You E er Have a Case Like This? In the first place she was young. At least she appeared far too young to be teaching in high school. Besides she was pretty and she had a way which made one feel as if she were intensely interested in him. Billy was susceptible. He was rather lonely as ho came into her class that morning. He had entered late in the term and he knew no one, but when he saw her bright smile his heart seemed lighter and he felt that in her he would find a friend. 11c handed her his entrance card and she directed him to a seat, lie turned to go down the aisle, but as he was still looking at her, he did not see the waste basket until he had tumbled over it. A titter went around the class and he felt the blood rush to his face. Everyone snickered. But She did not laugh, nor even smile. Billy soon became acquainted in school but he always looked forward to the period when he should go to Her class. He seldom recited but he watched Her constantly. lie was aware that She always smiled when She looked at him. (lie did not observe that She always smiled at everyone.) One day when he was writing a poem in class She asked him to recite. Twice She called his name before he heard. He rose with a start. “Oh—a-hem-a—Yes’m,” he stammered. “Did you hear my question, William?” She asked. “No.” he said, “I didn’t.” “I wish you would stop and see me tonight after school,” She said. Billy smiled. She had said She wished him to come. It was not a command, but a wish! After lunch the boys called him to come out to play ball, but he did not hear them. He had ho time for ball, anyway, because he was writing a poem for Her. Oh. Lady, with your eyes of blue And hair of golden hue, What do you wish with me this night ? “Light—fright—night. Gosh! Say, Dick, what rhymes with night?” he asked a boy standing near. “Night? Gee, I don’t know. Why?” he said. “Oh, I—I just wondered,” said Billy, as he wandered away, racking his brain for a sentence with which to end his poem. 68 THE BITTER ROOT Billy acted as though he were in a trance and his mother became really wor- ried when she found he had forgotten to eat a piece of cherry pie she had saved for him. Spring came but Billy’s marbles lay neglected in his room. He gave Her a box of candy on Valentine’s Day and twice She found violets on her desk. Finally the day came when report cards were given out. She smiled as She handed him his. lie took it and looked at it eagerly. Then he stared. A “P. ” Poor! And he had spent $1.78 for candy and fifty cents for violets. Just then the bell rang and he was accosted with: “Hey, Bill! Whad ja git?” Bill turned around to find Dick standing near. “ P, ” he answered. 4 ‘ The old hen ! ’ ’ —M. K., ’23. A Fisk Story About a Dog “I’ll dare you.” said the cat. Tag hesitated. “Why don’t von?” he asked. “You’re smaller and wouldn’t be seen nearly so easily.” “TJmph ! All dogs are cowards!” That challenge was altogether too much for Tag, and so when the door opened, he entered for the first time into the M. II. S. where his beloved Jim spent so many weary hours. lie did not stop to explore the first floor for he had heard that it was here they cut up animals, and down deep in his heart he felt that it was for this reason the cat had been afraid to come. There were few people in the hall and most of these appeared to be going in and out the same door. Here, he decided, was his first stopping place. At the door he hesitated a moment to bestow a tender kiss upon a fair lady’s hand. “Oh.” she exclaimed, drawing her hand away. “Isn’t he cute? See, he’s come to get a permit.” A permit! Indeed he hadn’t come for a permit! That was just the thing Jim was always getting into trouble about. It would not be best, he thought, to stay here any longer, even though with its long counter the room did slightly resemble a meat market. So with a friendly wag of his tail to the girl who had been so kind to him. he hurried on. At the far end of the hall another door was open. “Perhaps I’ll sec some- thing interesting here,” he said, as he stopped and cocked his ears to see if he could tell before entering what was going on. “Mary,” he heard, “who first sailed around the world?” “Columbus,” answered a squeaky voice. Tag groaned. “Such foolishness! No use for me to waste my time here. T knew that long ago.” lie went back down the hall a short distance and put his stubby nose at the crack of another door. He listened carefully. “Therefore, a-b = d-c and—” “Just learning their abc’s,” thought Tag. Now he climbed more stairs. No wonder Jim had said they needed an eleva- THE BITTER ROOT 69 tor. Suddenly he lifted his nose and took one long sniff. A gleam of satisfaction came into his eyes. The stairs did not stop him now. “Tomorrow,” a tall lady in a white apron was saying, “we shall begin the study of meats.” “I'll bet that cat will be sorry now,” he said gleefully as he rushed into their midst. And indeed that cat did have a guilty conscience for Tag never came back. The next day the girls made “wieners.” —E. G., ’21. Ohe Hick (Not featuring Charles Ray.) The corridors were filled with the gay throng that comes flocking back when the first days of September bring the opening of school. Little knots were gath- ered here and there discussing the summer vacations and exchanging friendly greetings. Only a few at the beginning seemed ready to settle down to nine months of work. One of these was a tall, awkward youth of seventeen who, save for one thing, might have left the halls of knowledge as little known as on that first day of his entrance. That one thing, however, which gave him instant notoriety was the poor, uncouth condition of his dress. “Who’s that hick that just went into the office?” inquired an idle bystander of any of his companions who might be interested enough to answer Appar- ently none were, more than to make some slighting remark about the clothes or figure of the newcomer, and the subject was soon dropped and entirely for- gotten. Several weeks later, after her schoolmates had settled down to a gay season of parties and dances, Leggy Roscoe, returning from a long vacation in the Cana- dian woods, enrolled as a Junior. When the news of her belated arrival went around she immediately fell into her old place as the favorite of her class, indeed of the whole school, and the grand march of social activities was begun with the event of Peggy’s party. None of “the bunch” was left out and many a young gentleman went with the fond hope that lie might be the one whom Peggy would especially favor that evening. After the group had assembled, and each member had been smiled upon and greeted by the lovely little hostess, a timid knock was heard at the door. A general murmur of surprise was audible when Peggy opened it to The Hick, as Martin Barr had been nicknamed on the first day of his arrival at the Red Hill high school. “Where does that kid think he is?” “He probably has the wrong number; he’d better move on,” came a voice somewhat above the whispers which bad first greeted the unexpected guest, whereupon Peggy swept the group with a warning glance which said, as clearly as though she had spoken, “TTe is my guest!” Even after this reproof there seemed to be some displeasure, which became very evident when The Hick led off in the first dance with Peggy as his partner. Though lie had displayed not a little skill in dancing, The Hick felt embarrassed 70 THE BITTER ROOT and out of place and was the first of the party to leave. As Peggy returned from the door she was besieged by a storm of questions. “Why in the world did you invite him?” Marion Goodman had voiced the sentiment of the whole party. “Where did you get acquainted with The Hick, Peg?” inquired Jimmy O’Brien, whose hopes had been high for the first dance. “Now,” said Peggy, taking her place on the sofa. “I will explain my rash actions to you all. Martin Barr is a nice kid, but his folks are poor, and could not send him to school. So this summer, when we camped up near his home on the lake, father arranged to have him work in the store so that he could go to high school. Father asked me if I wouldn’t have him here tonight, just to keep his spirits up. Of course, I’d do anything to please father and so 1 went right over and got Martin to promise to come, giving him the first dance if he would.” “Of course, we all understand why you did it, Peggy, and I’m so glad you did.” Sympathetic Elsie was always glad to help a schoolmate, but to most of the group Martin was still The Hick. The weeks and months went by and the picking of the teams for the inter- school track meet was the main subject of conversation among the students. “What did old Doc Ramsey say about your foot last night. Jordan?” “lie said only three or four words of any importance,” came Jordan’s dis- gusted answer. “ ‘Disqualified for track.’ Tie was real encouraging and told me that a fractured ankle seldom gives any trouble if a fellow stays out of athletics.” Jordan turned his back on the crowd to avoid their glances for lie knew that lie had been the star performer in previous years. “If The Hick could only get up in his English in the next two days, he’d be able to stand up against the best men in the state.” The speaker was not doubted, and a flash of jealousy lit up the eyes of Jimmy O’Brien. Jimmy cared less about winning for his school than he did about winning the praise of Peggy Roscoe, but the one sure way to win that praise was to make a spectacular play at the meet. The only person who could prevent that play was The Hick, and with this thought a fiendish hatred took root in Jimmy’s heart. An hour later, Jimmy, five minutes late to class, paused long enough before the English room door to pick up a folded paper on the back of which were signed in great scrawling letters the words “M. M. Barr, English make-up work.” In the twinkling of an eye a plot shaped itself in Jimmy’s fertile mind. At the end of the hour, The Hick stirred frantically through his pile of disordered papers, and as the bell sounded Jimmy O’Brien rushed headlong from the room. He held in his possession the means of keeping The Hick out of the track meet. The next morning Jim was met by the excited Peggy. “Jimmy,” she cried, “Martin Barr has lost a paper that he must have in by noon in order to get on the track team.” Gee! that’s too bad!” Jimmy tried to sound sympathetic, but in reality he was wondering if a paper of his own could cause Peggy Roseoe so much anxiety. THE BITTER ROOT 71 “There’s no one who can take his place,’’ persisted Peggy. “Not another hoy in school could take his place except—” “Except who. Peg?” Jimmy wanted to hear her say his name but it did net come. “Except Jordan, if lie were able to.” “Cheer up. Peg! To hear you talk a person would think there were only two athletes in this whole school, and both of them ineligible.” “One of them must be able to take part if I have to write his paper myself,” and Peggy left the enraged Jimmy staring after her. “I’ll just show her who else is in this institution besides that Hick ’ he stormed to himself as he rammed his hand against the theme in his pocket. That was his thought when he started upstairs, but when lie reached the top step he stopped. After all., the honor of the school was more important than the selfish desire for praise, and with that conviction Jimmy went straight to the English teacher and handed her the paper, saying a few chosen words. “I found this in the hall. It may be the paper that Martin Barr has lost,” and without waiting for a reply he left the room. The next day the bleachers at the meet were crowded with Rod Ilill students and one name was on every tongue—The Hick. When the meet ended the awards were given out. more than one first place went to him. When the las!| award was made a small figure slipped across the platform and Peggy Roseoe was the first to thank Martin Barr for his part in winning the tournament. “T have been sure that we would win ever since I saw your name on the entry list,” she told him, before the throng, led by Jimmy O’Brien, brushed her aside in its wild attempt to reach Red Hill’s hero. A. M., ’21. Freshman Fancies Here’s to the class of ’24! Listen now while I say it o’er! A jolly bunch in work or play, Up and coming every day. Lost our hair thru wily Sophs, Argued with our worthy Profs, Got our English, passed exams, Went to work like little lambs. Now you’ve read what went before, Here’s to the class of ’24. —Beatrice Forkenbrock. 72 THE BITTER ROOT Hile Flag of And It’s Maker This wonderful banner now graces Miss M. Rich’s room. THE BITTER ROOT 73 74 THE BITTER ROOT The Associated Students’ of Missoula County High School Clyde Estey Vernon Setser Phil Rowe Mr. Fitzpatrick The Officers Clyde Estey - President Phil Rowe .... Vice-President Vernon Setser .... Secretary D. W. Fitzpatrick (Faculty) - - Treasurer THE BITTER ROOT 75 Gtte Students’ Association The Student Association of M. H. S. was organized in 1919, but little was ac- complished during the first year. With the opening of the fall term of 1920, however, plans were immediately formulated to put the association on a working basis, with Clyde Estey as president, Phil Rowe as vice-president, and Vernon Setser as secretary. Tickets were sold at $3.50 each, which sum was to cover the cost of the chief athletic events, the Dramatic Club play, and the subscription to the Konah for a year. Little could he accomplished at the open meetings and consequently the ex- ecutive committee is directly responsible for what has been accomplished thus far. This committee is composed of representatives from the three higher classes with the class sponsors. They are: George Simerson, John Bolton and Miss Parker for the Sophomores; for the Juniors, Catherine Reynolds, Carl Graybeal and Miss Hanson, and for the Seniors, Morrel MacSpadden, Ruth Houck and Miss Noble. At the first meeting of this committee Morrel MacSpadden was elected chair- man, and John Bolton secretary. The transfer of students’ tickets was discussed and it was decided that any transfer would be sufficient cause to deprive the student of his ticket as well as of all association rights for the rest of the year. At the second important meeting of the executive committee, Coach Clark was chosen to represent M. H. S. at the conference held during the district tourna- ment at Butte. At another meeting the moving picture machine for the new auditorium was purchased for the sum of $475. The association as a whole owes much to this committee for the work that it has accomplished during the past school year. A. M. 76 THE BITTER ROOT The Dramatic Club Rutherford Burkhart C. Reynolds Durrant Rowe Greybeal Morris Dodge Melchior Custer Robertson Baird Berry Pease Hughes (Pres.) Holgren Bartles Prescott Colvin (coach) Robinson Parker E. Reynolds Setser Mayo James Price Houck Leach Chaffin Brown The Dramatic Club held its first meeting of the year on October 6. Miss Col- vin was again sponsor; James Hughes, president: Walter Durrant, vice-presi- dent, and Ruth Houck, secretary. The club lias thirty-five members who have been chosen on a basis of dramatic ability by means of a try-out system. At each of the bi-monthly meetings the club has had interesting and worth while programs, among them readings by Mrs. Mills and Mr. Dean of the University. The club also has started a move- ment providing stage scenery for the auditorium. In addition this has been the club’s most active and successful year in giving plays. At the beginning of the year “Every Girl” was given at assembly in connection with the National Better Speech Week. For the Pilgrim Centennial “The Sojourners” was given, once for the assembly and again for the opening of the new building. For the Car- nival the club gave “Bills,” a one-act farce; and to close the year’s program it is planning to put on “ It Pays to Advertise” in the new auditorium. R. II. THE BITTER ROOT 77 ni'ie Konah Staff C. Reynolds Sargent Hughes Boyer Gettys Robertson Danielson Dunham Pease E. Reynolds Dixon Martin Brlen Rowe Prescott Setser Houck tElje Coital) Indians. The school is indebted to that great artist of Western Life, E. S. Paxscn, for this (Pronounced Ko-nah. It is the word for the Bitter Rcot, in the language of the Shcshone appropriate title for the student publication.) Published every week on Friday by the students of the Missoula County High School. First Semester Second Semester ....Editor-in-Chief Managing Editor Theatre Editor Vernon Setser ..... James Hughes ...... Joe Dunham ........ Morrell MacSpadden Ruth Sargent ...... Gertrude Pease..... Ray Danielson...... Glenn Boyer ....... Eloise Baird ...... Miss Dixon ........ ...............Sports ................Jokes .Advertising Manager .Circulation Manager .............Reporter .............Reporter ..............Sponsor Price, per year ....................... $1.50 Single copies .............................. 10 Evan Reynolds .............. Editor-in-Chief James Hughes.................Managing Editor Newell Robertson, Caryll Pitkin........... ....................... Associate Editors Marion Prescott........... Assistant Editor Joe Dunham....................Feature Editor Agnes Getty..................Literary Editor John Hutchens ........................Sports Ruth Sargent ......................... Jokes Wtlletta Brien ....................Personals Gladys Martin .......................Society Miss Virginia Dixon................ Sponsor Gertrud«• iv.-is. Business Manager Ray Danielson....................Circulation Manager Geo. Hughes..........Asst. Circulation Mgr. 78 THE BITTER ROOT Orchestra Miller Jakways Adderholt Strelt Barrows Shriver Houck (director) Truxler R. Houck Boyer The orchestra has labored under some very serious handicaps. At the begin- ning of the school year Joe Dunham shouldered the responsibility of directing it until Miss Reba Houck of the State University took it over. She has made it into an organization of which the school may well be proud. Three representatives and one alumnus of the orchestra put on “The Lost Chord” at the Senior Carnival. This act was one of the best in the whole car- nival and showed clearly what kind of musical talent there is in M. II. S. Several other musical programs have been given. The orchestra has played in assembly several times and everyone agrees that it was a treat to hear them. First Violins: Ruth Houck Roy Adderholt Frances Feehan Helen Jones Second Violins: Greta Shriver Richard Davis PERSONNEL. Cello: Eleanor Barrows Mandolins: Clara Dell Shriver Clara Truxler Cornet: Bob Dragstedt Clarinet: Ted Jakways Saxaphone: Byron Miller Alto Horn: Thomas Streit Drums: Glenn Boyer THE BITTER ROOT 79 The Bo s’ Glee Club Sager Hollensteiner Moncure Martinson Reely Blumenthal Erickson Holgren Miller (Pres.) Grenier B Miller (accom'ist) Krieling (director) Taylor Kling Putney Dahlborg Ben Miller Hamer Peterson The Boys’ Glee Club, which was organized in the earlier part of the last se mester of ’20, was continued this year under the direction of Miss Kreiling. Tim organization has improved steadily until their present high class singing has given them a very good reputation both in and out of school. The twenty or more boys that turn out every week for practice represent the cream of our singing talent; the McCormicks, De Gogorzas, and Carusos of the future! The official branch of the Glee Club is vested in a president and a librarian, Roy Miller being president and Claude Peterson librarian. It is with a deep feeling of regret that the Seniors leave the best musical or- ganization of their school, but here’s wishing the best of luck to the Boys’ Glee Club of ’22! F. K. 80 THE BITTER ROOT The Girls’ Glee Club Schlossberg Baker Miner Truxler Reynolds Anderson Burkhart Robertson Forrest Chaffin Johnson Houck (director) Baptiste Parker Price R. Houck James (Pres.) Kimball The Girls’ Glee Club, reorganized this year, after having been dis ontinued for several years, has become one of the most live organizations in school. The girls net only started out with enthusiasm, but they kept enthusiastic. Miss Reha Iiouck, the director, chose as members of the club sixteen girls from the whole number that tried out. Ruby James was elected president; Catherine Reynolds, vicepresident, and Ruby Parker, secretary. Besides weekly practices, meetings have been held every other Tuesday evening where business and pleasure were mixed. Glee Club pins were selected, and the motto, “B sharp, B natural, but never B flat,” was chosen. The girls have sung in several assemblies. They are planning to sing at commencement, and to give an operetta before the close of school. The Glee Club of 1920-21 hopes that next year the club may still “carry on” and that it may experience as much success as has been enjoyed during the year just past. R. M. J. THE BITTER ROOT 81 Camp Fire Girls Jacobs Bishop Reynolds Barrows Leonard Getty Houser Peat Hindeabacher (sponsor) Peat Pritchard Trenerry Leonard The Sacajawea Division of the Camp Fire Girls of the Missoula County High School was organized in February of 1920 under 1 he leadership of Miss Steen . Its organization has been continued this year under Miss Rindesba-her’s guidance. The progress of the girls has been rapid, and all except a few members recently admitted into the circle have made their first rank, that of “Wood Gatherer.” All the members are very enthusiastic and willing workers, and their progress is only a natural outcome of the inward spark kindled by the Camp Fire. Their cabaret at the Senior Carnival was beautifully worked out and quite the most popular spot in the entire building. For the introduction of the sale of popcorn balls the girls are to be credited. Though not frequent, the sale of these delicious morsels has been anticipated eagerly by all. The benevolence of the Camp Fire Girls has been expressed by their subscription to support an Armenian orphan. In all their activities they have expressed the true spirit of their watchword, “Wohelo. ” C. T. 82 THE BITTER ROOT The Bo s’ Senate 4 Pitkin Phipps Gibson Kineh Crane Hollensteiner Kling: Hclgren Boyer Erickson Bolton R. Schlick F. Schllek White (censor) Hoffman Arneson Here we are, not so powerful in number, but each individual every inch a senator! The purpose of the Boys’ Senate is to give training in debate, extemporaneous, and public speaking. That it has done so is proven by the fact that a senator has represented the school in extemporaneous speaking for a number of years. The members of the debate team of 1920 were all senators. Under Mr. White’s sponsorship, the season of 1920-21 1ms been a very success- ful one indeed. After Vernon Setser’s resignation early in the year, Joe Gibson, who had been vice-president, was elected president. Fridolf Kling, retained his position as secretary and Glenn Boyer was elected to the vat ant vice-presidency. Craig Wilcox and Dave Erickson at different times made mighty good sergeants- at-arms. At the election for the second semester, Kling alone was re-elected. Boyer became president, and Gibson vice-president. Phil Holgren was elected sergeant-at-arms. After the most furious and hair-raising debates, bills have been passed and bills have gone down to defeat. Among other big problems, the Senate has f1owtinv'd on J age 112 THE BITTER ROOT 83 The Girls’ Club 4TKe Cabinet’’ R. James Houck Dodjtfe Miller Maclay Leach Pritchard Mann (F) Riddle Rindesbacher (F) Chaffin Jones Moore (F) Wise Peterson McMurray R nan (F) O. James (Pres.) Baird Johns n (F) Pease Sterling Price Lukens Johnson Leonard Shrivel Wiekes Setting: Some place in the heavens. Characters: Moon and Sun. (They are talking together, because it is not a moonlight night.) Sun: There is one organization in M. II. S. that I deem very su reessful. Moon: Oh, Mistress Sun, I presume it’s the same one my curiosity is gaged upon, the Girls’ Club? Sun : You.are indeed right. Words fail to delineate their activities. From the beginning of the school year they have always been in the limelight. At Thanksgiving they gave many needy ones in Missoula a wholesome holiday din- ner. All their meetings are interesting as well as elevating. Moon : But you have missed many of their movements. They gave a party where each girl had to bring a gift for admittance and with these they gave (F)—Faculty Spcnsois. ('antimud on Page 112 84 THE BITTER ROOT The Art Club E. Reynolds (Pres.) Kirkwood Custer Ritchey Welsh Marm (sponsor) Taylor McCarthy Parties Weaver Maclay Kroone Boileau Burkhart The Art Club, organized in the fall of 11)20, is the first organization of its kind in M. H. S. There are thirteen original members and Miss Marm of the Art Department is the acting sponsor. At the first meeting Evan Reynolds was elected president with Annie Maclay as vice-president, and Violet Burkhart as secretary. A ruling was made whereby all students who have received credit for a half year of art and who present a sample of their work may be admitted into the club. The regular meetings are held every other Tuesday in the art rooms. Plans arc being made for an entertainment to be put on in the auditorium. Later in the year the club expects to hold a contest for all who wish to enter and exhibit poster and illustrative work; gold, silver, and bronze medals will be offered as prizes. Much credit for the success of this organization is due to the efforts of Evan Reynolds and Miss Marm who were instrumental in organizing the Art Club. —A. M., ’21. THE BITTER ROOT 85 The Spanish Club through the closet of past organizations, they ran across the Spanish club. For more than a year it had been lost; it was musty and dust-covered; but through the efforts of Miss Parker and the second year Spanish class, it was renovated and given once more its place in M. H. S. From the first it has been a success. This success was due, in part, to its first president, Fridolf Kling; vice-president, Leland Kiff; secretary, Clyde Estey; reporter, Catherine Reynolds, and the treasurer. Miss Parker, who is also sponsor. At the beginning of the second term, Fridolf Kling was re-elected president; Opal James was elected vice-president; Elizabeth Miner, secretary; and Helen Lukens, reporter. At first only second year Spanish students were eligible for membership, but toward the close of the first semester it was voted to let all second semester stu- dents with an average of 90 per cent enter the club. As a result of this, at the next meeting eighteen new members were initiated. Doubtless, they will not soon forget that initiation. No es verdad, senoritmt All business and conversation are carried on in Spanish. The club meets every three weeks, a fine of twenty- five cents being imposed on those who are absent without excuse. The aim of the club is to make Spanish more interesting by learning more of the Spanish people, their literature, and their customs. Here’s to the future success of “Fatre Nosotros” and long may it live in by making the trip to Hamilton where they attended the football game between Missoula and Hamilton. At nine p. in. they helped the mayor and the chief of police take in the sidewalks, after which kindly act the notorious Ilobo yell was given, under the divine guidance of Phil Rowe. A record breaking trip was made to Anaconda, via the blinds and the engine tender, at the time of the Missoula-Anaeonda football game. While in the Smelter City the Hoboes spent most of their time dodging yard “bulls” and trying to “choose” the Newsboys’ Union. During the basketball season several trips were made by the Hoboes, the most famous being the one to Butte at the time of the Mining District Tournament. The features of that trip were several sight-seeing expeditions to Meaderville under the auspices of John Britt, and several hard-fought “ Black Jack” games. The amusements were many, varying from “Darktown Croquet” to basketball games. After their return the Hoboes were much the worse for wear and lack of sleep for several days. But we hope that in future years the Hobo Club will be as happy and as full of school spirit as the one of 1920-21. M. H. S. C. R. Through Hoboes 86 THE BITTER ROOT Tke Ckorus The chorus is composed of some forty girls, who meet once a week in the audi- torium. Although the girls were late in organizing this year, owing to the lack of a director, they have accomplished double work under the direction cf Miss Houck. In connection with the Girls’ Glee Club, the chorus gave an enjoyable operetta, similar to the one given a few years ago. With this, as with all of its public programs, the chorus has been successful in pleasing its audiences. C. T. Tke Quartet Oh, yes! We almost forgot to tell you about the quartet. Well, you all know we have a quartet this year. You ought to hear them sing—some pieces. Of course, they have not had much experience for the quartet was not organized until the middle of the year. They don’t claim to be excellent songsters, but listen, you should hear them harmonize. This is the first year there lias been an M. II. S. quartet since 1916, and so you see it is only a new beginning of something we wish to have in every year to ccme. The members of the quartet were selected from the Boys’ Glee Club. PERSONNEL. Ed Taylor—Tenor Harold Reely—2nd Tenor Roy Miller—Baritone Dareey Dahlberg—Bass IT. R, ’21. Taylor Dahlborg Reely Krieling (director) Miller THE BITTER ROOT 87 Kantz Kutie Khorus From Hi School Vod il, J. H. Hughes, Director G. Dcdge Cyr D. Dodge Burkhart Wise Jones James Maloney Bartles Parker Soloists Hi ScKool Vod-Oil Parker Melchior Chaffin Houck 88 THE BITTER FOOT Some Activities of the Tear Get Together Ball The Get-Together Ball was given on December 3, by the class of ’21. This was the first dance of the season open to the whole school and also the first dance given in the gym. The gym was decorated with pine boughs and trees as befitted the season and the lighting effects were very pretty. For refreshments candy and cider were sold. Socially, this dance was more than a success, and everyone went home satisfied and happy. Senior-Junior Frolic Senior-Junior Frolic, November, was given in the Parish House. It was the first dance of the year, and was open only to Seniors and Juniors. The dance was well attended and everyone pronounced it a complete success. Senior Carnival The Senior Carnival, besides being the social success of the school year, was pronounced the best carnival ever given in M. II. S. The crowd which attended was proof that the fun it occasioned more than paid for the efforts put forth. The Junior play. “When I Was a Kid,” was awarded first prize as being the best sideshow. The prize was a beautiful pennant given by the Seniors. The fact speaks well for this particular performance. The Girls’ Club received honorable mention by the judges and they deserved it, too, as their show, a take-off on grand opera, was a rare treat to the attending public. From all reports grand opera itself could have gotten some helpful ideas from the girls. The Cabaret, or Tea Room, which also received honorable mention, was in charge of the Camp Fire Girls. The refreshments served must have been de- licious if the crowd attending was an indication. The Crazy House, in charge of the Boys’ Senate, hut casting no reflections on that dignified body, was very much of a success from those of the attending publi who went through it. Freaks and Fortune Telling were other sideshows that afforded enjoyment to many and deserve mentioning. The big hit of the evening was the “Vodvil,” given in the new auditorium. Tt consisted of seven well delivered acts full of “snap” and “pep” that kept everyone on his toes. Kantz’ Kiltie Chorus, a group of very pretty girls with more than fair ability for singing and dancing, was probably the best act on the bill. The new song, Omar, was introduced for the first time by this show. The Sojourners The Sojourners was the title of a play given by the Dramatic Club in memory of the landing of the Pilgrim Fathers. The story was of a simple Puritan family living in Holland who took passage on the ship, Mayflower, for their Promised Land, America. Junior Dance The first Junior dance was given in the gym, after the Helena game. They had a good crowd and everybody enjoyed themselves very much. THE BITTER ROOT 89 Senior Dance On April 30, 1921, the Seniors gave their last money-making dance. It was called the “Dansant De Luxe,” and it surely deserved the name. The tickets themselves were a distinct novelty. They were of white cardboard with mottled streaks of blue running across them. It is not surprising that a large number of tickets were sold. Friday, the day before the dance there was a big track meet at Deer Lodge. Quite a number of dancers went to the meet and did not return until Sunday. However, there were enough present to make the affair a huge success. When couples were not dancing they could all be seen crowding around “Swede” Anderson. He surely received congratulations for his mile race, and he just as surely deserved them. At eleven o’clock Walter Durrant, student-dummer of M. TT. S., gave the “Home Sweet Home” signal and the party broke up, everybody vowing that they had had a wonderful time. Sophomore Dance The sophomores gave their one and only dance of the season on May 21. Some- thing seemed to be decidedly wrong because the crowd did not turn out. Possibly it was too soon after track meet with its strenuous entertainments. “Pud” Si- merson did his best to get the crowd out, but it was not a one-man job to get an over-danced school to come to the best dance of the season. The music was faultless as those who were there will testify and the few girls that were present were danced to death. It was no fault of the sophomore class that the crowd was not large. No lower class has had as much pep as have the sophomores for a long time. They did not deserve to go in the hole on their dance. 90 THE BITTER ROOT FABLES The Dumb Kid A1 Blumenthal was never a very bright lad. His writing was awful; his spelling was bad. At school, as a student, the boy was the bunk and his teachers all said that his head contained junk. He didn’t know grammar; he couldn’t divide; about all he could do was to slap a guy’s hide. Yes, The High School Goliath £ vt the lad credit, for dumb dumb as he was, when he soaked a gink’s beezer he sure made it buzz. lie grew to be bigger and dumber each day, till they chucked him from school and right into life’s fray. Then they canned him from this job and canned him from that, for tho Albert had muscles his head was all fat. The business men said, “Why, the big, simple Turk is too scant in his brain-box to tackle our work.” Then a friend said to Albert, “Why worry, old top? Of course you may have as much brains as a mop. Your knob is as solid as granite, then some. You may not be deaf, but I’ll say you’re sure dumb. But you should get fretful ’cause brains you have nix, just look all around you, kid, pipe off the hicks who are getting the kale in big doses and gobs without the least vestige of brains in their knobs. In the movies a simpering simp on the screen gets a bankful of kale with a dull, simple bean. A glove-slinging rough-neck, a fortune can bring for just a few minutes rough stuff in the ring, Go sign with the manager. Start swinging your glove; forget that you’re nothing but ivory above. Just hit enough punches to get into print and they’ll crowd you with money and fame without stint.” Dumb A1 Blumenthal then took this advice and got fame and fortune and found it was nice. ITis head is still empty, to think brings on aches. But his bank is crammed full of the coin that he makes. Track Oh, the track season’s started, wake up ye down-hearted and list to the crack of the gun. The hurdlers are hopping and Burkhart is mopping the track in his 880 run. The vaulters, the jumpers, the milers. the bumpers are out for a jog on the path. Good night, trigonometry, shorthand and geometry—farewell, oh, ye hours of math! For when others see in budding flowers the early signs of spring, I hold my peace till spring is old and I can gaily sing: “O, spot the athletes gaily clad in many colored hues, in jerseys pink, and yellow sox, and trim black spiked shoes. There’s the Jones kid who the quarter run in fifty seconds flat. There’s the ambitious hustling sprinters and the pug-nosed kid THE BITTER ROOT 91 called Pat. There’s the long and lanky miler and the sawed-off kid called Shrimp who thinks that he can run the half (the poor deluded simp). For again, while others fill the air with loud and gabby chatter, T disregard their fuss and blare till I hear the track MEN’S CLATTER. To the Re feree “Oh, gee, you bare-faced robber,” someone hollers from the stand. Another says, “You jobber; Ketch’em ought to have you canned.” “You’d steal a man’s last nickle,” howls another angry guy. “You gunman, it would tickle me to soak you in the eye.” Then Freshmen, Sophs, and Juniors yell, “They ought to have you pinched.” While janitors and Seniors tell the ref he should be lynched. Infuriated teachers cry, “He cheats at all the games,” and then the grandstand patrons sigh, “He’s worse than Jesse James.” And so from every quarter comes the cries of “Blind” and “Deaf.” Alas, it seems a pity, but no one loves the ref. If he says that Kelley fouled Me Jones, he’s a Raffles out of work. If he puts him out, it’s reckoned that he’s just a cut-throat Turk. If he says the ’ponent’s throw is right, his work is surely rank; if he calls an “on!” against us, he would surely rob a bank. But in spite of all his failings, have a heart, oh, fans, and grieve. Cease your cruel, rabid wailings though he calls ’em wrong each eve. R. K. and J. H. The Football Coach The football coach is autumn’s king. Tie cusses, drives and heckles the high school boys like anything and gathers in the shekels. He teaches backs to smash the line and mangle other geezers, and makes the linemen think it fine to tango in their beezers. He drives his team to pull off feats and shows the end just how his cleats should rip the full-back’s muscle. He works his men to fighting pitch with sharp, insistent cackles, and makes the quarter-back just itch to bite the two big tackles. He shows the linemen how to block and twist a runner’s collar, and how to smash and knock a gink so as to make him holler. IIis center learns the way to be an interference breaker, and bow to spill a guy so he can meet his undertaker. The coach instructs the faithful guards the way to use their digits in bursting through a lineman’s ribs and how to give him fidgets. He shows them how to smear a play or shoot off forward passes, and how to crack three bones or four to please the pretty lasses. His tough man-eating football sharks may never shine at study, but, gosh, they sure can maul your frame and make your eyebrows bloody. The coach’s course contains no Greek or other ancient bunk, but he can teach a guy to make a fellow into junk. R. K. and J. H. The Faculty Whence come your brains, we said unto a rabid teacher wise. Quoth she, “We have none, sonny, ’tis ivory in disguise.” Oh, the faculty are a wise gang, they rave, and talk, and puff, and wave their arms in wild harangue, and never say “enoungh. ” They gab and spell their chatter over hall and stair and room, and 92 THE BITTER ROOT with their noise and chatter drive a student towards his tomb. As types there’s the “petite” jane from whom the boys can nothing learn; there’s the goggle- eyed “professor” with the haughty brow so stern; there’s the matronly old lady with spectacles so nice; there’s the fresh young college graduate who claims to have no rice; there’s the one acclaimed by all of us an honest dead game sport, who can see the funny side of things and has a sharp retort; the short one who stands on guard in the hall, another one who is straight and tall. But spite of the rag they chew and chew, oh, how we only wish we knew the Math and French and stuff that they do. Tke Senate 0, hail to the coming nuts of the land; every half-witted boob from the sticks and the sand comes here to orate and shoot off his gab; to wave his young arms and at the world crab. They pick their wild subject from Dallas to Lay ville, from Nome to Frisco, from Boston to Jay ville, from Rome to Cisco; from Hard- ing to Cox, from Russia to sugar, and from Ireland to sox. At basketball rotten, at track they’re the weeds, at baseball and football the Senate ne’er leads. But in the debate and the argument’s gloam the talkative Senator sure feels at home. They’re long and they’re short, they’re fat and they’re lean, and they’re some who have nothing much up in the bean. They’re pretty, they’re nutty, they’re quick and they’re slow, and all of their talk is merely for show. Ba-Ba Black sheep Have you any bull ? Yes, sir; yes, sir; A Senate-house full. To Bcrper This Boyer kid is bright I wot.; his head with brains is surely sot. lie swings a dashing pen forsooth, orates with gusto for a youth. He treads about with lord- ly mien; says he, “I’m smart, kid, pipe my bean.” Yes, Boyer takes the green soup dish and for his future we do wish a happy time, but oh, alas, this Boyer kid shoots too much gas. He talks from daylight to the night, on anything from kale to might. He gabs from rostrums and soap boxes; his speeches rival James M. Cox’s. He grabs you in the hall and says, “Cream Pop excels this Caramel Phez.” And if you fain would break away, “No rush!” says he, “I have all day!” But despite the fact he loves to chatter, with Boyer there is nought the matter. For though he’s Monarch of the Gal), with joy we pen this crude cut slab: He who at study is a shark, will some day cut a great big mark. R. K. Tke Little Ben? lie talks in a shrill and piping way, he is sawed-off, short and small and gay. He scrambles about with busy air, his bulk is scant and his frame is spare. But though he’s small, his charming ways put all the fair ones in a daze. He never says a naughty word (at least, not one that we have heard). You see him THE BITTER ROOT 93 morning, noon, and night with fair ones on his left and right. His words are long and his pants are short, and he always has a good retort; for though his looks belie him so, his brain is fast and far from slow. This Jamesbert kid is on his toes and—Hully Gee! The stuff he knows would knock you for a row of pins—Here’s to you, Jamesbert! We forgive your sins! Spring Kid, Spring is here with all her joy, and wind is in the trees; the sap is running in the bark, I’ve donned my B. V. R.’s. The zephyrs blow around the house and I am getting lazy; the kids are batting balls around, our lawn has grown a daisy. We read that we are yet to have a lot of bad, rough weather, but we will take a chance, big boy, and gaily skip the heather. We’re lazy, tired and indolent, wo hate to move an inch, we figure that the dead ones must surely have a cinch. It’s great to live in early spring, to spot the first fat robin, to bum around o’er hill and dale and watch the wild flowers bobbinIt’s fine to stretch, out on the ground, forget the world’s tough milling, to discard all your cares and frets—Oh! Agnes, ain’t it thrilling? R. K. and J. II. I o the Janitor Lord Danforth struts about the hall; he wields a nasty mop; He tends each school house duty, and he never seems to stop. lie’s always doing something, from smoking ciga- rettes to flirting With the women or fixing bum gas jets. All day with labor grim and hard, he walks about the place; He sweeps and cleans and scrubs and shines and never minds the pace. At times he cusses long and loud but this is seldom true; For if you are in trouble. Sir Dan will help you through. lie’ll help you string up curtains, carry ladders, fasten hooks, A mighty handy guy to have, though no babv-doll f r looks. For years he’s stood the strain, and if he ever leaves our joint, ’Twill give us all a paiu. 94 THE BITTER ROOT THE BITTER ROOT 95 What’s Going On? Huh? Either a dog fight or a crap game must be in progress. Something very unusual, we would judge, from the look manifested by tin cherubic countenance of Flo. But no—now you’ve guessed it, without a doubt, “Molly” Is making a basket. The Hard Eggs Mince Meat Company has offered $10,000 for the exclusive use of this picture in advertising their goods. They plan to picture this person of such lengthy high school career as waiting for her piece of pie made from Hard Eggs mince meat at the annual picnic of the Royal Order of Dish Washers and Street Cleaners. It is certain that this picture will bring much money in for the company that sees this brilliant business opportunity. Well! What Strange Sight Do We See? Really, it is our stately Josephine tripping the light fantastic. There is Jo bedecked in a polka dot skirt plus a charming smile. The costume which she wears is that of a bar maid in the East Transylvania Country of Hom- leojckovia. Each polka dot represents a masculine heart broken into a million atoms by the wearer. Few of us have been privileged to know Miss Pritchard as Mine. Pavlowa’s only living (couldn’t be dead) rival, but such she is. She is the stellar pupil of that great dancing teacher, famed the world over, Mr. Claude Hopper. Here They) Are Somebody kicked loose with a dime and bought all-day suckers for the “three biggest kids” in school. Here they are shown gorging themselves to the limit. The truth of the whole case is that the photographer, when about to take the picture of these three prize kids, found il useless to snap the picture unless their minds were occupied. So accordingly the candy was bought. Some trouble was had with the chubbiest (one in the middle) to reconcile her after the shock of not getting licorice instead of all-day suckers. But at last this was accomplished, their little hearts satisfied, and the masterpiece secured. Some day when most of 11s are antiquated granddaddies and mammies, in- cluding Eloise, Rufus, and Virginia, we will look back at this baby picture show- ing the Orgie of the Candy Trio, and remember we were kids once ourselves. Our Prize Picture Who is it????? Guess who it is and you get $2,000 in worthless oil stock certificates. It is easy, boys. See that curl. Why, that’s enough to give it all away. Oh ! you say you’ve seen that girl’s picture before. Maybe so. BUT you never saw it behind. It was a great honor to this young lady to be chosen out of four hundred to have her picture taken for this contest. The merit by which she was chosen was that she kept her head, also her head of hair, and did not get her tresses mowed off at the barber shops by the feminine-not-responsible-for-their-acts class. We therefore recommend her as having a high moral, trustworthy character. Quarter, please. 96 THE BITTER ROOT Not that we are against bobbed hair a la Bohemia in its place, but its place is in the middle of the Sahara desert. You’re right, sir. The young lady is Miss Lenwell Rest ora ob (simplified Swedish spelling). If you will kindly step forward, you will receive the velvet lined sugar bowl. Thank you. All Aboard for tke Wortk Pole A specie of footwear is herewith shown which infested Missoula during 1920-21. The origin of the use of this style of clodhopper is not exactly known but it is thought that because the style in rubbers seldom change, a certain agent of a rubber manufacturing firm persuaded some dizzy damsel that the goloshes looked all right, and accordingly the pest spread. The distinguishing characteristic about, the goloshes, when milady trips down the street, is that of a dull, flopping, maddening thud resembling very much that of a flat-footed camel or elephant walking on a wet brick pavement. The “gerlosh” has been the subject of heated debate pro and con and it is hoped the new Republican administration will bring about a much needed re- form by passing laws which will prohibit the wearing of such crimes against civilization. “Teenie” at Her Best The likeness of the eminent Mme. Virginia Berry is here- with seen, who appeared last season with the Dramatique Klub Players, the only living rivals of the Bum Creek Play- ers. She was seen in “The Florist Shop” and in “All of a Sudden Peggy.” Mme. Berry has recently been classed as a Bohemian actress, but this is an out- rageous mistake as she is a full blooded Montanan, hail- ing from the suburbs of Mis- soula. She has a standing offer of $500 a month to travel with the Bingling Brothers Circus as the only human weighing over 500 pounds. It is still hoped that her ambition of life may be realized, to be a chorus girl. But as yet no company has been found which will agree to make chorus clothes above size fifty-four. Consequently—aw—oh, you know. Mr. Leland Kiff, her husband, is also in.a way connected with the stage. He specialized in roles of Ethiopian clowns, also filling admirably the place of stage hand. THE BITTER ROOT 97 Tke Snapshot Section of tke iqai Bitter Root THE BITTER ROOT 99 100 FHE BITTER FOOT THE BITTER ROOT 101 ?02 THE BITTER FOOT THE BITTER FOOT 103 104 THE BITTER ROOT THE BITTER ROOT 105 106 THE BITTER ROOT HUMOR Irate Business Man: You confounded book agents make me so angry with your nerve and impudence I cannot find words to express myself. Joe Gibson: Then I’m the very man you want, Mr. Smith. I’m selling dic- tionaries. Mary Kirkwood: My father occupied the chair of applied physics at Cam- bridge. Colored Porter: Dat’s nothin’! Mine occupied de chair of applied electricity at Sing Sing. Pern: You remind me of the Venus do Milo. Claude: But I have arms. Pern : Oh, have you ? Ben Zeen: 1 heard a joke about crude oil. Carry Seen : Spring it. Ben Zeen: It’s not refined. Se en Wonders of the World Clyde Estev without a cheerful word. A two hour assembly. Mr. Clark with his hair mussed. Melvin Lord acting sensible. A full house at the II. S. movies. Vernon Setser in love. Girls with bare arms. Stranger: Have you lived here all your life? Preshie: Not yet. John Cooney one day fell into the river and began to thrash wildly about while bellowing desperately, “Help! Help! Save me! 1 can’t swim!” A sleepy passer-by, taking his pipe from his mouth, sauntered to the edge of the bank and carelessly looked over. “What of it?” he asked mildly. “I can’t neither, but I ain’t yellin’ my head off about it.” University Student (at high school dance): My! This floor is slippery! It is hard to keep on your feet. Pretty High School Girl: Oh! Then you were really trying to keep on my feet? I thought it was purely accidental. Absence makes the marks grow rounder. THE BITTER ROOT 107 Track Team Standing Broad Grin—Harold Reely. Running Broad Grin—Joyce McMurry. High Gurgles—Gladys Price. Hop, Skip, and Flunk—Joe Perrior. Throwing the Bluff—Ted Jakwavs. Hurling Hot Air—Glenn Boyer. Long Slump—Ed Taylor. Delay Team—Bliss Wilson, John Linn, Cora Chaffin, Frances Naylor. Terrible scandal of Eloise Baird! Is Richard Keene? For sale. Special brand of Gertrude Pease. Has the father of Carolyn Barnes? Is a greenback worth more than a Graybeal? Can Phil Rowe ? At dice, what Happy loses, Guy Gaines. Marion: Is there any difference between a sigh, a kiss and a donkey? Art: Oh, I suppose so, but what is it? Marion: A sigh is oh, dear, a kiss is so dear, and a donkey is—you, dear! One day when Art Johnson had been particularly had in class, Mr. Ennis ap- proached him and taking hold of Art’s arm, said, “My boy, 1 honestly believe that the devil has a hold of you.” “I know he has,” chimed the other. Things Often Seen Mr. Ketcham and Mr. Sanford shooting craps in the lower hall to see who buys the candy. Miss Rich and Miss Iianson going home at 3:00 a. m., singing “How Dry I Am.” as thi ugh their hearts would break. Miss Noll “beating” her way on the “blinds” to the basketball tournaments. Mr. White in the first row at Pan with his feet on. the railing, cheering the good acts with heart and soul, but loudly condemning the “bum” ones. Miss Bailey and Miss Mair out in the street waiting for trucks to come by so that they may hook on the back end and ride, “just for the fun f it.” Little Boy: Say! If you’re running to fish Elmer out of the mill pond, von Ye too late. Mrs. Dragstedt: Oh ! Good Heavens! Little Boy: Yep. He crawled out himself. Weaver: Shoes. Clerk: Yes, sir. What number? Weaver: A couple. Think I’m a centipede? 108 THE BITTER ROOT High School Dictionary BLUFFING—Using the brains yon have to cover up those you haven’t. EXAM—-Forty minutes of Sherman’s definition of war. GYM—Fourth class barn. VACUUM—Belfry of a normal Freshman. Extract from a short history of General Brad dock as written by Robert Ahasuerus Dragstedt: “General Braddock was a brave man ; he had three horses shot from under him, and a fourth went through his clothes.” Miss Krioling: ITow do you determine the proper uses of the verbs “sit” and “set,” “lie” and “lay”? Georgie Hughes: Fens set and lay; women sit and lie. Miss Mann: Whom did William of Orange marry? Walter Durrant: Mary of Grapefruit, I guess. Jimmie Morris: So she wouldn’t rent you the room, huh? Leonard Morris: Naw, she said I was so bow-legged I’d rub all the paper off the wall. Rtcly: Rowland is going to the country on Saturday. Dragstedt: For his week end? Reely: Yes, his head’s been bothering him. Overheard in (he Hall “Have you any idea what Leland Kiff is going to do next year?” “Judging from the hours he keeps. I think lie’s studying to be a night- watchman.” Louder still and it shook the earth; It roared, and roared, and roared. The awful monster hove in sight; ’Twas Buddy Martz’s Ford. Ambitions of Some People We Know Ray Danielson: To sleep unmolested. Craig Wilcox: To be a dancing teacher. Walter Durrant: To be an orator Roy Anderson : To be funny. Virginia Berry: To be a chorus girl. George Simerson : Gosh! You must have lots of manners. ‘ ‘ Brandy ”: Yeh! Howsatt ? G. Simerson: You never use any of them. THE BITTER ROOT 109 Miss McKenzie: What do they raise in Mexico? Jack Wrabeck: Aw, gwan! I know what you want me to say, but ma told me not to talk rough. Miss Bailey: Two trains are going in opposite directions, one at fifty miles per hour, and the other at sixty. How far apart will they be when they meet? Father: Do you know what time it is' Helen : No, the clock isn’t going. Father: What about Gordon? lie called upon a teacher To ask her for her hand; His heart was all a flutter, He had nearly lost his sand. He dropped upon his knees On this great eventful night; She looked at him and said, “Please rise when you recite.” Fond Parent : Don’t you think the baby has my good looks? Visitor: Somebody has sure got ’em. Miss Bailey: “Lawrence, name a carbonate.” Lawrence Ptney: “Ain’t carbonate commonly known as baking powder?” Miss Bailey: “What is the formula?” L. P.: “Er—ah—K. C.” Ed Taylor: “Do you think I can ever do anything with my voice?” Singing Teacher: “Well, it might come in handy in case of a fire.” She: “You have such a beautiful mouth, it ought to be on a girl’s face.” He: “Well, I never miss the chance to get it there.” Miss Mail : “When was the revival of learning?” Gladys Withee: “Just before the last exams.” He: “May I print a kiss on your lips?” She: “Yes, providing you don’t publish it.” Phil Rowe: “Say, waiter, my cocoa is cold.” Waiter: “Put on your hat.” “The fool and his money arc soon parted.” “Yes, that’s to be expected,” returned Estey. “What I can’t sec is how they ever got together in the first place.” THE BITTER ROOT 1 10 Lizzie had two nice pink cheeks. She never did look pale; Alas, the drug store then burned down And now it’s not for sale. Robert Dragstedt: “You are the breath of life to me.” Cora Chaffin: “Did you ever try holding your breath?” A definition—Gymnasium, a continued story to be finished later. At (he Skating Rink Guy Gaines: “Um—some figure.” Virginia Berry: “I beg your pardon, sir.” Guy: “Oh, I mean the one you just cut on the ice.” Coach Ennis (stopping newsboy in Deer Lodge) : “Are there any fools in this town?” Newsboy: “I don’t know; are you lonesome?” Genevieve: “It looks like snow.” Alice: “What does?” Genevieve: “The stuff you put on your face?” Miss Bailey (in physics): “What is the unit of power?” Mr. Durrant (awakening from a sound sleep) : “Wot?” Miss Bailey: ‘ ‘ Correct. ’ ’ Wanted—Prices on calsomine in quantity—P. Naylor. Mr. Martin (at head of stairs) : “Say. Gladys, doesn’t that fellow of yours know how to say god night?” Gladys: ‘ ‘ He sure does, father. ’ ’ “What’s the matter?” asked John Craddock. “Finances bothering?” Melvin Lord: “Yes. I owe Evan Reynolds $5 and today I’ve got it, and he knows I got it. and he knows I know he knows I got it.” Greybeal: “That woman I dragged’ to the dance tonight is the picture of health. Maloney: “Yes, remarkably well painted.” “What is conscience?” asked Miss Rich. Dead silence. “Oh, you know,” she said encouragingly. “What is that tells us when we do wrong?” Rowland Rutherford: “Oh, I know! It’s Mr. Ketcham.” THE BITTER ROOT President Simerson (quelling order in Sophomore meeting) : “Order, please!” Bill Kelley (from rear): “Two beers.” Ray Cain: “When the black eye, old fellow?” Fred Brown: “Oh, I went to a dance and was struck by the beauty of the place.” Reckless Driver (known otherwise as “Fritz”) : “Hear thorn cylinders knocking?” Timid Passenger: “It’s not the cylinders, it’s my knees.” “Do you remember when you were first struck by my beauty?” “Yes, dearest. It was at the masked ball.” Breathes there a man with soul so dead Who never to himself has said As he bumped his toe against the bed, 1 1 ? ?ce(e it it !!!!!!!!!!! ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ’1 “What was young Dragstedt pinched for?” “His father let him use the car for an hour.” “Well?” “Tie tried to ride an hour in fifteen minutes.” Miss Mann: 1 lost half my, week’s wages the other day. Miss Noble: What did you do with the other two dollars? Mother: “You’re late again, Eloise. This won’t do! You must tell that young man of yours that late hours are bad for one.” Eloise: “All right, mother. But they are splendid for two.” Anderson: “After all, fools make life worth living. I don’t wanto be alive when all the fools are dead.” Jnkways: “Don’t worry, you won’t be.” Elmore: “Lend me a dime, Moore.’ M. Moore: “Bay, do you know that if overcoats for elephants cost only a nickel I couldn’t buy leggings for a canary bird.” ’Tis easy enough to giggle When jokes are funny and bright, But the man worth while Is the man who can smile When the point is far out of sight. Marion Prescott (tearfully) : “You have broken the promise you made me.” Leonard Morris: “Never mind, dear, I’ll make you another.” n THE BITTER ROOT In Chemistry The class was studying sulphur. Miss Bailey picked up a piece of brimstone and remarked: “And this is brimstone. Hell is supposed to be made of burning brimstone and—’’ Claude Peterson: “What will neutralize it” Some girls’ heads are turned by flattery—some by peroxide. We wonder who put the Hug in Hughes; the Ice in Price; and the Rag in Dragstedt. The Bo s’ Senate Continued from Page 82 passed judgment upon Irish home rule and upon the immigration and disarma- ment questions. But as these pages go to press, the Boys’ Senate will cease to be the only debating organization in school. For out of it has come a bigger, better, and more instructive organization—the Boys’ Congress. The organizing of this con- gress is the biggest thing the Senate has ever undertaken. With the co-op: rati n of the new house of representatives composed of members from the lower class- men, the Senate hopes to continue its growth and development as one of the most practical organizations in M. IT. S. J. O. The Girls’ Club Continued from Page 83 some poor “kiddies” a “real” Christmas. One night T peeped in at the window and witnessed a very gay dinner party given for the members of the Cabinet. Sun : The Cabinet seems to be full of vigor. Just the other day I had an optical view of a dainty tea given in honor of the Cabinet members by Miss Ronan and Miss Mann. Moon: President Opal Janies, Vice-President Eloise Baird and Secretary Newell Robertson attack all problems with such fervor that I am not surprised at their accomplishments. Sun : My dear lady, when that club was in its infancy, my prophetic instinct told me that it would succeed. Women always fulfill what they initiate. Moon : Farewell. I promised the girls some elaborate lighting effects fur their last party. THE BITTER ROOT 113 Calendar of die Tear SEPTEMBER. Sept. 29—Back at the Id stand again. The first day of school spent in greet- ing all our old friends that we haven’t seen for the last three months. Sept. 30—Gladys Price promenades the halls looking for any new boy. OCTOBER. Oct. 1—The classes begin real work. Oct. 4—Scores of bashful Freshmen search for their classrooms. Oct. 5—It won’t be long before we’re grinding again. Oct. 6—The Frosh are all minus a head of hair. Oct. 7—The Seniors (and also some of the lower classmen) take advantage of the 8th period and the “spring” weather. Oct. 8—No more swearing, nor smoking, nor women. Everybody in for the first football game. Oct. 11—Blue Monday—miff sect! Oct. 12—Everyone enjoys the first vacation. We hear that it’s to he all work and no play this year—meaning no vacations. Oct. 13—The Student Association invents a new financial scheme. Pretty hard on tin poorhouse patrons. Oct. 14—Seniors hold a ripping meeting. Class officers are elected and plans for opening the social season are discussed. Oct. 15—First Konah out—everybody’s happy. Oct. 18—The Dramatic Club stages a tragic and “heart-rending” play in which Marion Prescott is cruelly choked by her enraged husband, Fred Brown. Oct. 19—We’re patiently waiting for some cases to develop. Where are all our last year’s vamps? Oct. 20—Brick Riley recites in Latin today. Oct. 22—There are rumors to the effect that our peroxide blonde is trying to vamp the red-headed boy. Oct. 23—Co-ed Prom. Let’s say no more. Oct. 25—We win the game from Hamilton just as a kid brother takes candy from the baby. Oct. 26—Miss Johnson entertains a number of her young friends at a 9th period party. Oct. 27—The Junior class elects Carl Graybeal president. They also show their good taste in electing Barbara vice-president. Oct. 28—A few of our fair sex have uncovered their ears after Dr. Davis’ lecture. Oct. 29—Better Speech play a great success. Oct. 30—Deer Lodge beats Missoula, 21-6. Johnson and Kelley stars. THE BITTER ROOT 114 NOVEMBER. Nov. 1—Joe Dunham is caught making love to Susie, the dress form, up in the sewing room. Nov. 2—The colors blue and white adorn the roof of the school house and Juniors slop paint on sidewalk. Nov. 3—All good things come to an end. The gorgeous blue and white ban- ner is removed. Nov. 4—Wanted: A traffic cop. Nov. 5—$50,000 bond issue passed. Nov. 6—Seniors artistically paint numerals on sidewalk. Nov. 8—Seniors fail to keep 21 on the sidewalk. That’s no sign 22 will stay there. Nov. 9—Seniors choose Bitter Root staff. Hurrah for the Annual 1 Nov. 10—Junior Pie Sale. Regular five-cent pieces sold for a dime. Nov. 11—Armistice Day program. Colonel Weisel speaks. All ex-service boys in “unies.” Nov. 12—Senior Frolic. Football team goes to Anaconda. Nov. 13—Anaconda beats Missoula in a hard fought game by score of 30-0. Nov. 15—Miss Puffet reads two plays to Dramatic Club. Nov. 10—“Babe” Miller contemplates taking unto himself a wife. Nov. 17—He does the bold and daring deed. Nov. 19—Assembly today. Mr. Ketcham gives an encouraging talk on the va- cation subject, stating that Christmas will soon be here when we may rest our nerves and shattered brains. Nov. 22—Harold Roely is lost in a room in the new building. Nov. 23—Miss Shuart gives an interesting talk on her experiences in France. Nov. 24—It is reported that Fridolph Kling will begin vamping some damsel. Nov. 25—Thanksgiving Day. Nov. 27—All but a few select look enviously at the sudden appearance of the Bluebird pins. Nov. 29—Mr. Dean recites plays to Dramatic Club. Nov. 30—Too much turkey. DECEMBER. Dec. 2—Basketball practice begins. Dec. 3—Dinky, the timid youth, tries his voice in assembly. Dec. 6—A large piece of plaster falls from the ceiling today—no one is hurt. Dec. 7—Everyone has a ticket to the “Get-Together Ball.” Dec. 8—Report cards out. Sighs and groans. Dec. 9—Spooners beware! Only two minutes between bells. Dec. 10—Yea, Bo! Senior Mixer. Dec. 12—Ray Cain walks away with first place in the so-called Beauty Contest. Dec. 13—Morris and Mr. Ketcham are not on speaking terms. They both ran in the Best Husband Contest, and we think jealousy is the cause of now bitter hatred. THE BITTER ROOT I 15 Dee. 14—Girls’ Club Cabinet members have a banquet—cake ’n pie ’n every- thing ! Dee. 15—Art Club organizes. Dec. 16—New lockers put in. Dec. 17—Seniors win in the class tournament. Dec. 21—“Sojourners” takes place in the new auditorium. Dec. 22—Everybody tells everybody else what he wants for Christmas. Dec. 23—The Girls’ Club holds an exciting manless party. Dec. 24—Teeny takes Leland to midnight communion. Keep up the good work! JANUARY Jan. 3—School opens. Dry New Year. Everybody here. Jan. 4—James McDermott takes advantage of a “sub” English teacher and makes Vera Raymer’s seat do double duty. Jan. 5—We jazz into the new assembly. Girls’ basketball frolic gets under way. Much joy from the boys. Jan. 6—Kenneth Estey enters school under Clyde’s paternal wing. Jan. 7—Dillon beats M. II. S., 23-20. ’Nuff sed. Jan. 8—Referee fails to observe the Volstead Act. Result—Thompson Falls wins. Jan. 0—Boyer and Gibson off to Bozeman to absorb deep knowledge. Jan. 14—Missoula hands Alberton the loganberry. Kelly shows the “hicks” how to shoot (21 points). Jan 15—Poison bites the dust (37-14). Jan. 16—Miss Noll enters new domain. Jan. 18—An assembly. Glenn and Joe return from Bozeman and open up the two months’ gab fest. Jan. 19—Air. Cummings delivers fiery oration on “The Great Ameri- an Des- ert. ’ ’ Jan. 20—The Select Society of Hoboes departs for Anaconda in their special cars. Jan. 21—Same old story! Referee hands game to Anaconda. Jan. 24—Gloom! Carl Graybeal sprains his ankle. Jan. 25—We snooze through Miss Taylor’s speech on Dress! Jan. 26—Hark from the tombs! Dutch Lansing comes back to the old roast. Jan. 29—Senior Carnival. A1 Blumenthal blows ten berries on Virginia Bartles. Jan. 31—A few of our fair sex look rather languid now that the Carnival is over. FEBRUARY Feb. 1—The numerous and sundry Thomas family entertains us with every- thing from grand opera to “Omar.” (See R. Houck.) Feb. 2—“The Colonial Daughters” come for our inspection. Hatchets, slaugh- ter and all. Feb. 3—This Kelly is some kid—eh? Girls wallop Sacred Heart. Feb. 4—First team journeys to Dillon, minus Estey who thinketh more of the art of sleeping. Feb. 5—Fred Brown and the stag shirt make an appearance. Feb. 6—Big assembly, lots of fun. THE BITTER ROOT 1 16 Feb. 7—Mr. F. Sterling comes to school with an eye in mourning. Feb. 8—Miss Mair gives a test. Everyone gets “E.” Feb. 9—Today’s shortest story: exams, flunking, and exemptions. Feb. 10—Konah has a joke edition—nothing unusual. Feb. 11—Wild excitement—Helena 39, Us 33. Durrant back. Yea, gang! Feb. 13—Morris Brothers have a scrap. Leonard says he won. Happy says lie won. Feb. 14—Mr. Keteham home—sick. All is well. Feb. 15—Our old friend. P. Rowe, tells us how we can save a fortune by getting our Annuals now! Feb. 16—James Hughes moves mahogany furniture into teachers’ rest room. Feb. 18—School is canvassed for one dollar bills. Feb. 19—Kalispell gets the razz—36-12. Feb. 21—Essayists shake a wicked ink. Feb. 22—Yea, for Georgie Washington—a day off. Feb. 25—Mary Garden herself—list unto the chirping of Newell Robertson Co. Kelly’s lengthy oration over his football sweater brings much applause. Feb. 26—Off for Butte accompanied by the Hoboes. You can guess for your- selves what happened “over there.” Incidentally, we beat Helena. MARCH Mar. 1—Comes like a lamb. Dr. Elliott delivers a good talk. Students arrive in three sections. Mar. 2—First robins appear—and hit for tree weeds. Mar. 3—Visions of Sneak Day arise. Mar. 8—Girls’ Glee Club chirps in assembly. Mar. 9—A real snowstorm. Gloom by the pecks. The gang goes to Bozeman. Mar. 11—We BEAT BUTTE. Much joy and satisfaction. Mar. 15—Assembly, orchestra lulls us to sleep with their beautiful (?) music. Mar. 16—Ted escorts Virginia down the hall. Nothing unusual happens. Mar. 17—Old Erin back again. Annual staff has tea with Miss Rich as a guest. Mar. 18—One more theme digested. Mar. 19—Wind blows—all’s well. Mar. 21—Five more days of toil! Mar. 22—Barbara falls down stairs but quickly recovers when Carl so sweetly smiles. Mar. 23—Girls debate on “Chaperones” and come to a decision that they are “human beings.” Mar. 24—No theme for tomorrow. Isn’t Miss Rich a dear? Mar. 25—Everybody has an excellent recitation. Last day of toil! Mar. 26—Vacation (house cleaning, hikes, etc.) begins. APRIL Apr. 4—Same old grind. Everybody happy. Ed’s back. Apr. 5—Jimmy and Phil elaborate on the Annual. Apr. 6—Alice B. makes extraordinary recitation to Miss Mair. All’s well. Apr. 7—John Cooney runs a race with a snail—snail wins. Apr. 8—Eleven more weeks of school! Smiles everywhere. THE BITTER ROOT 1 1 7 PropKec of {he Class of ’ 2 1 Continued from Page 4i Violet Burkhart, Gladys Dodge and Ruby James were proprietresses of a day nursery right in their own home town. Charming, indeed, they looked as they busied themselves with the little folk at their large establishment on University avenue. We saw Ray Cain in overalls and with a lunch pail over his arm, boarding the car in Butte that took him to the Black Rock, now reopened and running in full force. Alzire Duquette was happily married to a member of the Hohenzollern family and was living in Holland. John Cooney was life-saver at the mill pond at Bonner. David Erickson, Ross Drake and Claude Peterson were enjoying the profits resulting from an invention of a gum guaranteed to keep its flavor on a bedpost over night. Opal James was the charming Mrs. Benjamin Gotrocks, wife of the owner of the street car at Bozeman. Vivian Gorham, hair bobbed, was in the front row of the new Greenwich Village Follies. Theodore Jakways was head hair dresser and marc ell er at the Ambassador in Los Angeles. Hazel Johnson was the head of a very exclusive girls’ seminary at Arlee. The faculty included such well- known personages as William Weaver, professor of French; Ann Morgan, vocal instructor, and Robert Dragstadt, expert dancing master. We saw a crowded court room. The trial of McGoldrick vs. McGoldrick was in progress. An old friend, Lynn, was suing his wife, Gladys Withee McGoldrick, for a divorce and naming as a third party one Richard Keene. The scene re- mained just long enough for us to see some startling evidence introduced by one of the witnesses, whom we immediately recognized as Julian Graham, and which immediately brought a sensational end to the trial and a happy reconciliation between the young principals in the case. Elton Stetson was in his studio, where lie draws-all chose fascinating covers for “Snappy Stories” and the “Smart Set.” Lawrence Putney had just signed a contract with Mack Sennett to design all (lie costumes for the forthcoming Sennett productions. Gertrude Pease we saw as the charming depot mistress at St. Ignatius. James McDermott was the pastor of a tiny flock at Frenchtown. Juan Panderawan was the proprietor of a cafe in the basement of the Bronx. As we gazed on the gay scene, Vernon Setser and Bessie Kuhl came out on the floor and executed the very latest tiling in ball room dances. Following this, Annie Maclay, clad in a. very bewitching ballet costume, sang “They Didn’t Like Her Apartment so They Knocked Her Flat.” Edna Jacobsen was summering at Potomac, having just finished her latest and most successful novel, “He Went Where She Told Him to Go.” Madam Elinor Glyn, they say, is Miss Jacobsen’s only rival in this field. Joe Gibson and Joseph Grenier were shown arriving in limousines at their factory where that delicious soft drink founded by them and known to everyone as “Jo-Jo” is manufactured. Olive Davis, Pauline Briner and Uretta Ryan were introducing a very new and captivating dance in an act on the Orpheum circuit. We caught just a glimpe of Leonard Morris as lie tore from the en- trance of the Ritz-Carlton, entered his Curtis and started for Chicago to fulfill a concert engagement at that city that night. “L. Morris will appear in the role I 18 THE BITTER ROOT of Mephisto in the opera, Faust; Mile. Mozelle Marsh will appear as Mar- guerite,” so we read on a sign board nearby. Ruth Houck, Helen Jones and Vera Raymer were conducting a school in aes- the vamp in “Let Us Linger by the Rattlesnake” by the milkmen of Missoula. Laura Dries was very charming, indeed, in her role of the wife of the mayor of Stevensville. A scene on the Island of Yap was next flashed before us, and here we saw Florence Melohoir and Phil Rowe converting the young heathens. Helen Lukens, Stella Jones and William McCart were shown enthusiastic supporters of Harold Reeley on the low-heeled ticket for constable of Iron Mountain. Elizabeth Miner with Mavbelle Leslie and Helen Jones had taken up a homstead in Cuba. Ethel Ross, in a pretty cap and apron, was waiting on table at “Jack’s Dining Car.” Valentine Robinson was librarian at Clinton. We saw Bernice Miller doing a special act at the Winter Garden and in the audience, prosperous and contented, sat her brother, Roy, accompanied by his charming wife. Cora Thompson was tight rope walking in Ringling Brothers and in the same scene Fred Lukens in a ridiculous clown make-up was amusing the kiddies in the audience. Fridolf Kling has just signed a contract with Faramont to do six twelve-reel serials. In these productions Marguerite Forrest will be his leading lady. Joe Dunham, leading man for Mary Pickford, was just recuperating from injuries suffered while taking a scene in his last picture in which Joe was compelled to eat several large and husky dill pickles. The director insisted upon the scene being “shot” several times and the result was that Joe suffered a complete breakdown and had to be rushed to the studio hospital. Just as we saw Joe being rushed from the field of action the scene flashed and before us was a remarkably beautiful study in roses and violets, which bore the inscription, “Good Afternoon; Call Again.” It was all over. T looked at Jimmy. He was evidently trying to persuade himself that it was all over. “It’s been a wonderful afternoon, hasn’t it?” I ventured. “Um-hum, very fine. But who’d ever dream—?” And who would? (56) John Cooney’s ears to Dorothy Van Wormer. (57) Ross Drake’s and David Erickson’s mathematical prowess to Miss Berthot. (58) Helen Luken’s, Mozelle Marsh’s, Martha Dickman’s dependability to Herbert McQuarrie. (59) LeBrun Beckwith’s, Julian Graham’s and Philip Ilolgren’s Eng- lish themes to Miss Rich for future shining examples. (GO) Joyce McMurry’s sweet disposition to Agnes Getty. Last Will and Testament Continued from Vane 43 THE BITTER ROOT (61) Genevieve Kelley’s agility on the basketball team to Judith Pierson. (62) William Koch’s, John Linn’s, and William McCart’s interest in class activities to the Frosh. (63) Sophs. (64) (65) Bessie Kuhl’s, Maybelle Leslie’s unnbtmsiveness to all boisterous Gertrude Pease Clara Truxler’s ’s practicability to all coming Senior enterprises. French accent to Miss Dixon. (66) Valentine Robinson’s laugh to Mildred Peat. (67) Phil Rowe’s place in The Ilall of Fame to any obscure Freshman who so lives that he may attain it. (68) Helen Zell’s versatility to Margaret Boggs. (69) Annie Maclav’s dramatic ability to some future “pantomimist” who must act for the Girls’ Club. (70) Fred Lukens’ past K. P. duties, when a “gob,” to future house- wives. (71) Elizabeth Miner’s demure ways to Gertrude Maloney. (72) Georgiana Lacasse’s bookkeeping skill to Leota Carnali. (73) Hazel Johnston’s adeptness at combing her hair to Margaret Sala- bura. (74) Darcy Dahlberg’s “stick-to-it-iveness” along dramatic lines to fu- ture Dramatic Club aspirants. (75) Josephine Pritchard’s place in the Wigwam to any girl who will follow the Campfire Laws. (76) Vera Raymer’s place on the honor roll to Harold Cain. (77) Marguerite Forrest’s adorable ways with masculine blondes to those who “fall” for any Estey. (78) Mae Muchmore’s little giggle to the next Carnival for a side show. (79) Claude Peterson to Fern Johnson who seems to have possession now. (80) Genevieve Welch wills her “jazz” to the class of ’22. (81) Lawrence Putney’s stuttering to the second act of the Senior Vod- vil—1922. (82) Uretta Ryan’s curls to the past ages—1660. (83) Harry Sager’s gazelle-like dancing to Viva Stephens. (84) Juan Pandarawan’s command of English to all those who must learn the language quickly. (85) Cora Thompson’s. Adelaide Tanner’s, and Gladys Heimark’s execu- tive ability to the coming Freshmen. (86) Gladys Withee’s lisp to Mary Kimball. (87) Ann Morgan’s excuses for tardiness to Miss Woock. (88) Edith Bonnes’ bobbed hair to the Museum to preserve for future generations. (89) Joseph Grenier’s and William Clark’s quiet ways to the next foot- ball coach. (90) Florence Bedard’s promptness to Miss Rindesbacher. (91) Ethel Ross’ beautiful shining orbs to Miss McKenzie’s pet dog. (92) Last, but not least, we do will for James McDermott, who is too 120 THE BITTER ROOT modest to do so for himself, his beautiful blue eyes and his wonderful smile to no one, for what would Jimmy be without them? Fifth: We will and bequeath the fumes of II2S to all future physics students. Sixth: We will and bequeath the class scrap to the classes of ’22 and ’23, but reserve the right to paint the sidewalk. Seventh: We will and bequeath the right to be late to classes to all those who can get away with it. Eighth : To the entire faculty we leave our love, if it is not already exhausted by present demands. Ninth: To the Freshies we leave what is left of our shyness and greenness. Tenth: We hereby appoint the janitors to be the executors of this, our last will and testament. In witness whereof we have hereunto subscribed our names and affixed our seals this twenty-fourth day of June, Nineteen hundred and twenty-one. (Signed) (Seal) ALL SENIORS. By James McDermott. THE BITTER ROOT 121 FINIS! BACKWARD The show is over, we hope you liked us. If you do—tell your friends about it—if not, the less said the better. 122 THE BITTER ROOT r------------- j Take Care of Your Hair Switches, Rats, Hairnets, Curry Combs and Lice Powder For Sale at . . The . . FUZZ SHOP MME. V. BARTLES Prop’ess Home Brewing Taught IN Six Private Lessons ‘Drink and be sick, and tomorrow you’ll die” ANTIDOTES FURNISHED FREE OF CHARGE The Haywire Matrimonial Bureau Satisfaction or complete divorce guaranteed Bonuses paid for staying 6 mos. with matchee “Wives Cheaper Than in Madagascar” I LEONARD MORRIS Pres., Sec. Treas. - ■ f I J. D. 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