Hill Military Academy - Adjutant Yearbook (Portland, OR)

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Thev were both attractive looking. Although both were rather short they looked decidedly trim in their evening dress. As they desposited their wraps and canes, the headwaiter selected a table and ushered them to it. When they were seated I began to look closely at them. just as I thought, Elwood Whonn and Ted Madden. Ted spoke first, As I told you I am the new ambassador to japan. Itqhas been my instructions, I know not why, to find out more about the Na- tional Rifle Association before leaving this country. Seeing that you are President I figured you could tell me all about it. Ilm sorry, Beans he added, if I have inconvenienced you. UNO not at all Ted , Beans replied smiling, but I hardly think its fair to corner a President of an association, for you know the old saying, Hthe higher they go the dumber they get. As he proceeded with his explanation I was busy sizing them up. I saw Ted still 'had his command of English and that Beans had still the wit of school days. Both had poise and appeared successful. As I was looking them over I was unconcious that the space in the wall had opened up and was closing, until the view was entirely blotted out. I had also failed to notice that the coals were again glowing. Then the picture vanished. I turned about and saw the old witch coming toward me. Her face was distorted into a crazy sneer and she had her hands up by her head claw fashioned. She came closer and closer, I was paralyzed with fear. just as the long bony fingers were reaching out to touch me all turned black and I felt myself going down ----- down ----- down ----- . Suddenly as before my descent was stopped my eyes opened and I found myself back in the armory. The lights were still on, the chairs, benches and platforms were still there but all the people had gone. At first I could not understand it all but as it dawned on me that I had fallen asleep, I felt both glad and sorry for although I had missed the best part of the school year, The Commencement Dance, I had had a dream. Silhouettes, Ah, yes- only a dream but so impressed was I that I said aloud HMay success, happiness and good health ever attend my old class mates and I am sure they gllwprpxsper if they remember what they have learned at dear old .l . ,H O-.T

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It must be goodll' Hake a producer! I could hardly feature it. The only thing he had ever produced was trouble for his 'lost Battalion CCo. CJ. And Gus a dramatist. Well .he had been rather literary at school. I was rather tickled that these three names were connected for they worked well together and I assured myself that their show must be a success. I watched the picture closely this time. Instead of doing some- thing different this time it only blurred and then readjusted itself again. I saw an apple orchard before me laden with fruit and dott- ed with busy pickers. As I was looking about interestedly, my gaze fell on a man walking up between two rows of trees, toward me He was clad in overalls and a work shirt but nevertheless I recognized his military step as Everett Knapp. All right, no loafing therew he called out forcefully to a couple of boys at the far end. I could see by this he was still able to make 'em snap to it as he did at school. He was tanned and looked a lot older but he still retained his school Hgrinn. As he continued to walk up the row, he seemed to hear the voice that yelled across the field. UHey, Eve, for he turned towards it. He looked for a minute but when he recognized it he waved and started in the direction from whence the voice came. The scene faded out and when it cleared again I saw Even talking to Al Mellar. They were standing in the middle of a field. Al was saying 'fsince we combined in irrigating our land my crops have been extra good. How 'bout yours? f'Yes, mine have been better toon, Eve replied. UOh say! I almost forgot to ask you. How are chances to borrow your ---- .H Alls words trailed off. I was busy looking him oter. He wore the garb of a farmer, straw hat and al.. His waistllne had enlarged considerably. I recall how in our tfBullf' sessions at Liggett Hall f'Alu used to try and convince us he Was'nt fat and I wondered if he still pulled the same line. As he was talking I could see he was still the jolly old Mel of school days. . W men the picture of the two had faded and the new scene came in- to view, I saw a cabaret. I heard soft music and saw the dancers. swaying to the rhythm. With its tapestry-lined walls and its gorge- ous decorations I was sure this place was only for the exclusive. Strange enough the French looking proprietor attracted my at- tention. His movements somehow looked familiar to me. Still, I did not know anyone with those foreign features and that waxed moustache. Eduardo Olcotti, the millionaire, they called him. Aside from changing his name a trifle and adding the moustache, Ed was the same old dignified person. With all his wealth and foreign manner I could see he was a regular fellow. The fact that his place catered to the best society and that it was a perfect gold mine for its owner made no difference. I heard someone murmur 'tHe owns a few c.ty blocks and only yesterday he gave a building to his old school, Hill Military Academy. It is to be known as Olcott Hall and w.ll cost 3150,000.00. When I had finished looking at the Cabaret I turned and gazed about the room. I noticed two gentleman entering the front door.

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Name Charles Bonnett Carrol Dean Milton Dean Steven Edwards Robert Flack Robert Galloway Francis Greulich Joseph Gibbs Fred Haines Martin Harrison Everett Knapp Ford Livermore Edward MacClean Ted Madden Albert Mellar Reginald Nestos Edward Olcott Ralph Shaffer Elwood Whonn Role Charley Rufus Milk Hopkins Flicker Jeff Here Red Songbird Irish Ebeneezer Socrates Scotty Jap Blond Slim Swede Child Shiek SENIOR HOROSCOPE Noted for Gunpowder explosions Dead men Dancing Whiskers Musical fingers Coxswain Faithfulness Sick-list Woman-proof His laugh Military bearing White pants Presidential dignity Free verse Duck hunting Art school Phone calls Medals Excuses Favorite saying Now, Colonel Yipee. Now in the Battery Au g' wan Uh huh. Oh , Henery What's her phone nu Hot stuff Now a Chrysler-- Gimmee Get out Y ou're stuck Tell it to the Major Busted again In Hillsboro VVell, its this way Take it away Quite down Ifm not late rnber?