Horace Mann High School - Memories Yearbook (Maryville, MO)

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feontinuedj Sarah Scott wills her love to hurry through school to anyone who wants it. Gerald Shell wills his ability to be quiet in the lib- rary to Robert Gragg. Ha Ha Bill Stanton wills his love for tho Navy to any young man who wants to stay out of the Infantry. Bobby Smail wills Don Leuthold his ability to play basketball. Mary Lu Valk hopes that Meredith Nystrom will oontinuo to nstring alongn on her viola when she's gone. She advises her to get away from civilisation when she practices. Virgil Wood ,wills his seat on the soutbabus to any underclassman who is man or woman enough to hola it without having to hitch-hike. I N

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PROPHECY by Mary Lu Valk The full glory of on the afternoon that I October day, the trees thin blue smoke rising autumn had descended upon the Ozarks started my hike. It was had all turned color and I a crisp could see from a cabin in the distance. Find- ing a site with a lovely view, I settled down and prepared to enjoy myself. There is no place like the Missouri Ozarks when it comes to just Nsettin'U and recalling the good old days and I had all afternoon to take it easy. Suddenly I found I was recalling my arrival in the nhome of the hillbilliesn last night. I had been driving slowly,taking in the scenery with wide eyes,when I approach- ed a pleasant little village. The first thing that caught my eye was an attractive inn called nThe Holaday ResortN.The sign said, WWhy not spend your holidays here?U and I thought it might not be a bad idea. Imagine haw surprised I was to find that Harold Holaday and his wife, the former Jackie Dowling, were the owners of the establishment! I decided at once that I must spend my vacation with them and catch up on article I some news from home. Digest magazine that Jackie had put in glance through it. I noticed that it Reaching into my knapsack, I pulled out a Readers for me, and began to said WJune l97ON and was several months old, but Jackie had told me that they were sort of off the beaten track and didn't get mail very often. I flipped the pages, searching for an hadn't read before, and stopped at one called UBill's Pillsn vs. Hadacol. I was about half way through the first para- graph when it dawned on me that the inventor was the same Bill Stanton who had graduated from high school with me. I had heard of the pills many times and realized that the long hours Bill had spent studying Chemistry in high school must have paid off. I was' so absorbed in the article that I scarcely noticed a couple of large hunting dogs sniffing around me. Then shots rang out and I began to perk up. The Holadays had warned me that there were likely to be hunters around, but I had not taken them very-seriously. Just then I caught sight of a large man tramping through the thicket, wearing a bright purple hunting cap. I was thinking to my- self UNow who under the sun would wear a purple cap?U whe11 more shots rang out and I had to yell UHey, don't shoot mein The man turned around and nearly dropped his gun when he saw me. nwell for ever more! If it isn't an old Horace Mann gradln Then I recognized him as Mr. Dieterich and it was my