Henrietta High School - Bearcat Yearbook (Henrietta, TX)

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Class Prophecy At present I, Tom Campbell, am a traveling salesman and have had the advantage of wide and extensive travel. And in the course of my travels I have met all the members of the Senior Class of '22. I will now try to give you some idea of what they are doing after twenty long years of absence from the old home town. A One day in late August as my train rolled into a small town, I saw an angry mob chasing a single forlorn figure and pelting it with eggs and old shoes. I wondered what it was all about and on going up into town I learned from some bystander that the figure was Mr. Konrad E. Kelley, a famous lecturer, having learned the art from high school debates and declamations. It seems, though, that his lecture had met disfavor in this town and this was the cause of the commotion. From this place I dropped over to Hollywood to call on an old cus- tomer, and found Misses Catou Graham and Mamie McConnell were famous movie stars, having taken the place of Dorothy Dalton and Shirley Mason, two favorite stars in 1922 or about the time that I grad- uated. I also found that Mr. Carl King was in the movies and always played opposite Mrs. Carl King, who was formerly Miss Louise Allen. This couple has taken the place of Mr. and Mrs. Douglas Fairbanks, who were prominent actors at one time. But this is not all. Houston Mc-Murry was throwing pies in the comedies. Now to pass on, one morning as I was waiting in the lobby of a well known hotel in New York City, who should I meet but Mr. W. C. Kelley. He was selling oil stock for a wildcat proposition, but did not try to interest me in any. From him I learned that Finley Koethe had become a master mechanic in the oil fields and that Winnard Wells was rapidly coming to the front as an automobile salesman in Dallas. Now my train was leaving and my interview with W. C. was cut short. Just as I had seated myself comfortably on the train, I picked up a morning paper and glanced over the headlines. There in large, glaring letters was the following: SWAIN BURKETT FCR PRESIDENT. In smaller letters farther down the column I saw where Russel Ponder was to be proclaimed Poet Laureate of America. On the next page a title read to the effect that some vaudeville comedian was ill and at a second glance I was surprised to find that it was Luther Brazil. Farther on in the paper I noticed some excellent cartoons with the name, Her- man Islein, modestly written in a lower corner. Here the conductor reminded me that I was to get off at the next stop, which was quite a large city. I called on one of the larger department stores in the city and learned that it was owned by Herbert Cunningham. I went inside and called for the boss and found Herbert dictating a letter to a vampy young-looking stenographer whom I instantly recognized as Martha Edwards. The next day I hired a car to visit a customer in a small town

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FINLEY KOETHE ELIZABETH NORWOOD ODIE CANNON SLIM ELIZABETH ODIE OWL STAFF '22 CLASS MYSTERY CLASS GIANT I'Ie's Jerry on the job when it She was always ready to do FOOTBALL '22 comes to overhauling motors. her share. In the spring a young man fanc I1ghtI turns to thou hts y y N e of Iove. fOdie has a chronic casej SADIE GLEN BROCKNIAN HOUSTON NICIVIURRY SADlE ROOSTER CLASS SKELETON CLASS STATISTICIAN She deceives her Iooks when it B' L' C' :Zo '21 Comes to fun .. K. K. K. 22 ' GLEE CLUB '22 He puts the memory systems in the shade. Tw, ,, , I

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through which there was no railroad. As I started up a long hill I saw a sturdy wagon pulled by two large white horses come into view on the top of the hill. In the wagon I distinguished the figures of a man and a woman seated side by side, and on meeting them I found it to be Odie Cannon eloping with Annabeth Herd. I had a long chat with them and, extending my congratulations, passed on. About a year later I happened to be riding on the M. K. SL T. railway, and stopped of at Jolly to get some mail the house had notified me would be waiting. I walked up to the general delivery window and who should I see peering out at me but Charlie Jenkins. I chatted with him awhile and then caught the train to old Henrietta. The old town had changed much in the course of twenty years, but after much inquiry I found Leland Smith and Pearl Reedy to be still in the old town. They were both happily and prosperously married, and had GOD BLESS OUR HAPPY HOME signs hanging around on the walls of their homes. Edward Brown had become a scientific farmer and was managing some large tracts near Henrietta. VVhile in Henrietta I picked up the latest copy of The Henrietta Independent and read where Howard Hughes, the local photographer, had sold out his studio, formerly the Newsom Studio, and gone to the coast for his health. A few days later I passed through a small country town and on the main street I beheld a red-headed, loud-tongued speaker swaying an audience of open-mouthed rustics on how to banish corns forever with his patented corn-cure. With him was a neat woman who was passing out samples among the audience. I soon recognized the man to be Lowell Ponder and the woman to be Belle Satterfield. The next town was also a small town and it was Circus Day. In the afternoon as I had nothing to do, I went to the circus. I went into a side-show and there was Sadie Glen Brockman posing as the human skeleton and bearded lady. After the show I found Sadie and we began talking over old times. From her I learned that Theron Franke had been with the same circus until a few weeks past when she fell in with a grand opera troupe. The next morning I read in the paper where Jack Fulgham had astonished the nation with some new discoveries in medicine. When we graduated he was working in the Central Pharmacy and there he became acquainted with the practice of medicine. Thus you see how all the members of the class of '22 are progress! ing at their various and prominent stations in life after 20 years absence from the old home town.