Humboldt County High School - Winnada Yearbook (Winnemucca, NV)

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14 W I N N A D A CLASS PROPHESY IT IS five years today since I graduated from H. C. H. S. and for the last few days I have been thinking of all my old classmates, wondering where they are living and what they are doing. This afternoon’s mail brought me a copy of the 1926 annual of H. C. H. S. which contained accounts of the former students who had graduated in ’21. Don Rose is a famous teacher of aesthetic dancing in New York. Marie Lamb is a librarian in the Carnegie library of Chicago. Maryd Bell is playing in the great New York Symphony Or- chestra which is now touring Europe. Yera Haviland is teaching history in the University of Illi- nois. » Viola Defenbaugh and Violet Nelson are both married and are now spending the summer with their children at their cottages on the shore of Lake Tahoe. Mabel Reil is captain of the Y. W. C. A. basket ball team of Oakland, which is making a record for itself in the Eastern States. George Becker is renowned throughout the U. S. as an inven- tor of wireless instruments. George Hoskins is a prominent lawyer of San Francisco. Mabel La-Pointe is married to a prominent lawyer of San Francisco. Christina Grateiz is married to a wealthy farmer of Oregon. Greta Wells is a nurse in the Children’s Hospital of Denver. Ellen Thacker is the secretary of Miss Morgan, the leading suffragette of Nevada, and during the last election, canvassed the state in behalf of Miss Morgan’s candidacy as U. S. Senator. Eleanor Westervelt is married to the principal of the grammar school of Salt Lake City. Philip Roberts is postmaster of the Oakland postoffice. Louis Ruckteschler and Grace Sheehan are proprietors of an exclusive millinery shop on Geary Street, San Francisco. GRACE SHEEHAN ’21

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« W I N N A D A 13 On our return we were somewhat dismayed to learn that longer lessons were going to be assigned in order to make up for the lost time. However, as it was useless to oppose fate, we grinned and bore it. The weeks and months rolled by, vacation came and went, and in the autumn of 1919 we returned a bunch of care-free Juniors. We could now sit in the Senior and Junior assembly hall, occupy seats once used by Seniors and be almost equal to them in exalted Station without possessing their burdens. During our first two years some of our class mates dropped out but others came to take their place. In our third year Ellen Thacker, Eleanor Westervelt, and George Hoskins joined us. Now George was a sophomore when we were honored with the title of Freshies and when asked why he had taken a vacation for a year he said, “So I could graduate with this brilliant class.” His ex- planation was accepted by some but others think his reason was so that he could graduate with a brilliant one of the class of ’21. In the latter part of the second semester we Juniors gave the departing Seniors a party which proved a success. We eagerly watched the preparations for graduation of the class of ’20 and profusely admired the neat diplomas which they received and all this not without reason; was it not our turn next? The sixth of September! All the students came trooping back to take up their work and among them, we the Seniors. The envied goal was reached but all was not as easy as we expected, for Sen- ior troubles and cares came with the honored name. First was the initiation of the Freshies; the boys were forced to wear dunce caps while the girls appeared with their hair in braids. Naturally other ceremonies were gone through, but they were of a secret nature. Second, came the Annual, although this Annual was to be a school rather than a Senior book; nevertheless, the burden of com- position and publication of it fell on Seniors shoulders. Ellen Thacker was elected editor, and George Becker associate editor, and various other duties were distributed among us. First, watch for a magnificent ball to be given about the middle of May. Watch also, for some really excellent entertain- ments to be given at the American Theatre, and then when we fin- ally appear on the platform for the last time, to receive the last little books H. C. H. S. hands out to us, see if we don’t make a better showing than any other class which has ever graduated from dear old H. C. H. S. ■mm MABIE LAMB ’21

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W I N N A D A CLASSMATES EVER Friends we'll meet as we grow older, Hut no better friends than these. Later years mean hearts grown colder, Lacking earlier memories. Later years mean hearts untruthful, Filled with thoughts of selfishness. There, from souls as frank as youthful, Comes the love our lives shall bless. There, between us, no concealment Lies within the out-stretched hand. There we give ourselves revealment, Firmly, truly, do we stand: There’s no wrong that needs correction; Classmates every one a friend, In the bonds of firm affection, Hound together to the end! JANK SCOTT