Hitterdal High School - Hit Hi Star Yearbook (Hitterdal, MN)

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Page Nine HIT-HI-STAR .4 ?' l,. V, ,nu CLASS PROPHECY Sitting one eve in my s-oft easy chair, The gum was eternal and never had a flaw All at once the walls and the room seemed bare, And a clear, crystal globe suspended hung Before my gaze, and a radiance flung, And deep in the crystalis clear embrace I saw the future face to face. Listless 'at first I must confess, Till I recognized faces of H. H. S. Then I sat e1'ect with watchful eye, For now I could truthfully QU prophesy, And a load of care from my shoulde'rs slumped, For that class prophecy had for days had me stumped. With wonder I gazed and withhiwe beheld The faces of those I had kn-ownsof old, lt seemed that of years, about thirty had fled, Since I to my classmates goodbye had said, As we left forever our dear Hitterdal High, With a sigh on our lips and a tear in our eye. The village of Hitterdal now metropolis grown, Was known o'er the earth for its children's renown. D-own its wide boulevard with flags bedecked Came a great procession I was fain to inspect. Far in advance on a mettlesome steed, A herald called out for all the people to heed That this day, for Hitterdal, had been proclaimed A Home Coming Day for those who were famed, And who once graduated according to rule From various classes in the local high school. As each car passed by a legend appeared, That informed the concourse how each personage fared. Looking closer to see who the herald might be I noted, tho olde1', a close resemblance to me. But the h-orse pranced on and I was feign to see, Who in the procession might be known to me. Leading the procession, as I am alive, Came a banner bearing 'tTlie Class of '29 And close following the banner in 'a limousine gay Came May-or of Hitterdal, the noted Harvey Melbye, Who once had been our prexy, and full of odd tricks, But now rises high in state politics. Close followed a Rolls Royce -of green and gold, And a cheer arose as onward it rolled. Within was Otto Nybakken with hair dark and wavy, Famed Rear Admiral of the Swiss Navy. Seated beside llignwwith looks sad and harried Was the author ofa best sel'er, How To Be Happy Tho' Married On acc-ount of her sadness I gazed at her some And w startled to see that it was La Vanche From. In th ack seat H trio engaged my attention, Eachbf them noted for some great'inYention. The :first was Hazel Hansen, who in a wrigglv way, Had invented a chewing gum, the fad of the day. ' Q could be chewed undected without moving the jaw. f egecond was Rhoda Jahr, who a fortune had made, po this had put optimism in the shade. Fortthat which had filled her coffers to the brim, ' ' Was a savory doughnut without any rim. I 'H

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HIT-HI-STAR X Page Eight Class Will of '29 The Class of 1929 of the High School of Hittcrdal having come to my last hours, and in peace with all the world do hereby give, be iueath and devise all my worldly goods and possessions to the following benclicaries, to-wit: 1. To the Juniors, to be disposed 01 as they see lit, we give and bequeath all the tears shed in the exams, and 2111 the wrong answers set down in mo- ments of weakness. 2. Alma Lyseng wills to Lillian Mattson all her extra boy friends which she claims she Mill not need any more as she has found the only one. 3. Russell Wahl wills to Thomas Bergseid some of his height so that he can be seen and not heard. 4. To Earl Buck, Otto Nybakken wills his Grant Six whose dependable nature and almost human instinct, will enable him to detect traces and catch any young chicken, who may be looking for a ride home. 5. To Miss Creswell, the Seniors gixe and bequeath a reading glass whereby she will be enabled to discover not only all errors in Llnglish, but also all mis- placed commas, periods, semi-colons, apostrophes, quotations and GXClamatiifm points. 6. To Milo Wahl, the Senior Class wills and bequeaths 21 certain Rose, 7. To Olive Anderson, Hazel Hansen wills some of her excessive avoirdupois so that Olive will be able to cast a shadow. V 8. Leslie Walden Wills to Morris Nghus his ,secret method of hunting- dears. 9. Violet Hiegg wills to Myrtle Xliniuin a booklet on, 'Wvhy Chevys are better than Fords. 10. To Arthur Moe, Charles Jahr wills all his extra intelligence. 11. Rhoda Jahr wills to Theressa Dahl her dancin 3 slippers. 12. John Schultz wills Milo Brekke part of his common sense. 13. To Alice Duffeny, Vivienne Oss wills some of her vanity. 14. Alice Hendrickson wills her place in a certain Fold to Mildred Vl7ahl. 15. To Jenny Sandberg, Harvey Melbye wills his ability to empty the schoolroom in 5 minutes by singing Yes, Sir, She's My Baby in his very best, up-to-date style. 16. Marie Meyer wills her talent of writing to Amy Sherva. 17. LaVanche From wills her ability of playing basket ball to Eunice Sherva. 18. To the Sophomores or the coming Juniors We will our well-known ability to talk back in sri? defense, and to make any 'action we may see fit to commit seem perfectly justifiable and proper, in flact the only thing to do. 19. To Mr. Brewster, teacher of Mathematics, we bequeath our electric Search light which will enable him to find those two long lost entities, the greatest common divisor and the least common multiple. 20. To our worthy Class advisor, Mr. Hanson, we leave our congratulations and best Wishes for his future. 21. To Miss Malvey we leave the memory of our smiles and our hell-ing hands. . WHAT WOULD HAPPEN IF-- Esther Mikkelson could be the noisiest girl in school? Norman Winjum had no Ford? Ethel Roos lost her interest in Wall Street? Gladys Olson wore rubber lifts on her heels? Clara Peterson became tongue-tied? The Senior Class lost their brilliancy? Alvin '-Dahl forgot to visit the seventh-grade room? Milo Wahl's louse had eight cylinders 'Z .44 Thomas Bergseid forgot the Art of Argument? , , Miss Wilson cou1dn't disturb the pelace of the assemblyby frequent business ,trips to the office? if 3 The Juniors would take some excellent advice from the Seniors? K Mildred Wahl coiul n't tellthe world her opinions? ' lr Otto Nybakken's'1 rant could run without being heard? continued on page-13' V

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's HIT-HI-STAR Page Ten CLASS PROPHECY continued from page 9 . The third was Vivienne Oss, who, with generous art Invented a soft drink that gave the wets heartg And they showed appreciation by buying it quick. It had but one-half percent yet it kept all its kick. I felt hungry and thirsty, and tears filled my eyes As I sadly remembeied I belonged to the drys. Next came a gay cdr of Frenchified makeg Its occupants caused me a long breath t-o takeg Marie Meyer and Alyce Hendrickson, Russian dancers, so the legend IDU, Rnd I thought of a paper, I that morning had read, I-Iow their classical dancing was raising- the dead. A sudden commotion at this moment occurred, Only a blue vapor seen and light throbbing heard Then suddenly appeared before us all 'l he automotives genius, Russell Wahl. It seemed he'd contrived a mixed auto and planeg 'Twould go like the wind, now seen then afrain Too rapid for sight. I could not see whether 9 It was built of some cheesecloth or a piece of brown leather, A golden Pierce Arrow close after came, In the front 1'ode a business woman who had won fame. At the wheel Alma Lyseng smilingly sat, A And she could well smile for her coffers were fat. Her billi-on dollar company was hard to beat, Its specialty was synthetic pickled pigs feet. Again my attention was called to the st1'eet, To a car which the crowd did demonstratively greet. In it rode Lindbergh and Leslie Walden In aviation togs as chic as could be done. From a trip to the moon they had just returned The first ever made, and great glory they'd learned. But the remarkable part of the tale told by these Was the astounding fact, The moon really was green And chancing to smear some on their faces, they Found it superior to the best facial clay, And a great fleet of ships was going to start soon T-o open up business with the man in the moon. A shifting' scene in the crystal, and lo I saw the procession gathered in a park below. On a low platform a great organ was set,- And I saw that a treat the crowd was to get, All 'at once the great organ pealed forth an air, And I wondered what genius sat at the keys there. She rose to acknowledge the applause of the crowd, And I saw Violet Heigg as she smiled and bowed. Then a brave portly igure in a neat suit of grey Stepped forward, hand lifted, and said, Let us pray. His words were earnest and encouraging, by far But my lips were repeating, That is Charles Jahrf' Far off I seemed to hdar a trumpet loudly blow, And a blue mist seemed about the crystal to flow: The walls and the room seemed no longer bare, Y 'Twas eve, and I was sitting in my soft easy chair. cheese.