Klamath Union High School - El Rodeo Yearbook (Klamath Falls, OR)

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SELMA Entered frOm ton, ?ram Intatorian. Quietude and Stlu . MAE CASEBEER MCREYNOLm Ver Dal '1 mar Sch001,e,19?1 Entered from Sacred Heart Academy, Salem, Oregon, 1913. 1Those who attend to their own busi- ness are respected by ally FRITZ MARKW t ARM 11 end from Kla mar School, 1913313111313? ' s 011111,,12 , , . ,14. 1 13, 14,F00tba2 H 9 EUGENE MCCORNACK A man 119 . to be a lllzuffl not beam Entered from Round Lake, Oregon, Grammar School, 1910. Basket- ball, 114; Athletic Cabinet, 112, 113; Track, 112, 113; Football, ,14. $1116 USCd to crack jokes, llOKV he only ' n LILLIAN MARKWARDI trles. ltel'ed from Klamath Falls mar School, 1910. Girls' Club, 113. ihv rolled her eyes and then 9 all laughed.H ROSA KRUPKA Entered from Shasta View, Oregon, Grammar School, 1911. uNevep weary, always jolly. G EORGE STANKEY ,tered from Klamath Falflfj mar School, 1910, Sta . Annual, 113,114. 1 IVS Or is works are true MIL JOHN STANKEY Entered from Klamath Falls Gram- mar School, 1910. Band,111,112; Boys, Glee Club, 112, 113, ,14; uUuEHARPOLD Orchestra, 13, 14. Oregon '11Music shall be my wife? ered from Bonanza, 1011001, 1913. 'c 1113 . ' class! ?I' cloqueme IS

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SELMA MCREYNOLDS Entered from Silver Dale, Washing- r ton, Grammar School, 1910. 851- 9 lutatorian. f u ' - - - . . .II Quletude and study 1s a Vlrtue In Its ,M best. estate. :3 FRITZ NIARKVVARDT Entered from Klamath Falls Gram- mar School, 1909. Boys1 Glee Club, ,12, ,13, 114; Football, ,13, AM ,14. 11A man need not be a ladies1 man to be a, man. 0v V9 w r LILLIAN NIARK'VVARDT Entered from Klamath Falls Gram- mar School, 1910. Girls, Glee Club, 113. 118119 rolled her eyes and then they! all laughedW ti '11 GEORGE STANKEY 13 Entered from Klamath Falls Gram- - mar School, 1910. Staff Artist Annual, 113, 114. 11Hi-s works are true works of art. : L4: MARIE HARPOLD 0' 0,, Entered from Bonanza, Oregon, High School, 1913. . . , n HHer eloquence 1s classm 111 style.

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6115055 qgrnphetg HAD, as is common in cases where persons attempt '60 prognosti- cate the fortunes of a class of 34, worked and worried until in sheer despair I went to bed at 2 a. m. in no pleasant frame of mind. I had worked seven consecutive hours upon the task. In the morning I found myself in the same dull haze that I had felt upon retiring the night before. It was the day for me to hand in the prophecy but it was not ready. After much parleyingl the editor agreed to wait and publish the prophecy in the next years Annual, so I went home and began to work again. But it was a hopeless task for I still felt so dazed and weary that I could accomplish nothing and so it was thatI worked and worried and wrote and rewrote for a Whole year, and when the time came to hand in my prophecy I found myself no further than before and had to beg for another year. And so it went until 1933, when I gave up the whole task and threw the stack of copies upon which I had worked 19 years into the River Wash. I had decided to try traveling to regain my health. I immediately mounted my aeroplane and in a few hours found myself above the city of Klamath Falls. Just below me was a 30 story building. It was Rhinehart Motschenbache-fs concrete build- ing, the lower part of which was occupied by Marie Harpoldis millinery store. To the left I saw the gigantic woolen mills owned and managed by Roy Orem. On the right stood a peculiar low fat roofed building with two great chimneys. That was the sugar factory. Leland Haines had lately been given the management of i the company and I expected to Visit him some day and have him show me the process of making sugar from charcoal and water. Below me stood the great new theatre, and I remembered now that the proprietor, Harold Feese, had given me a ticket for the coming Wednesday when Miss Elizabeth Houston was to sing. , Now I turned my machine out over the country and began watch- ing the farmers. Who did I first recognize. below me but Lillie Mark- wardt, whose husband was one of the largest truck farmers in the valley. I passed over a large country school 'ust as the children came out for noon and watched them scatter for dinner, until I saw one Of the older boys invite his teacher to join him, and as they passed along under me, I saw that the teacher was none other than Esther McAndrews and there was little doubt that none were more happy ' 9in their work. By this time I began to get hungry, and so choosing the most prosperous looking farm in sight, I alighted before the house and went up to see what chance there was to get dinner. Up011 or was opened by Neva McReynoldS, who told me that dinner was just ready. found that she was