La Grande High School - Mimir Yearbook (La Grande, OR)

Text from Pages 1 - 94 of the 1919 volume:

ANNUAL 1919 $Jagr 2 St|r itKimir ©ur C. 11. � . Believe me. Oh students of high school. There are no days like school days for you. L. H. S. with your pleasures and troubles. To you I shall always he true. Vacations are nice in their own way, It's nice to be free from all rule, But yet I feel honored to be here, A member and student of school. You Freshman—the Seniors may taunt you. Sophs—things may not go just right. It’s one place you don’t dare to slight. But for you there is no place quite like it. You work hard—and yet here are pleasures. Just the “spirit” of school how it thrills! We say that it’s “dead,” but that’s our fault. It’s the lack of ambition that kills. And Juniors and Seniors -we'll miss you, In spite of your dominant ways. We look to see each of you rank high. But forget not these joyous school days. And you warriors who fought on the gridiron, Or defended the school name in the gym. You’re an honor and credit to high school. You men with the pep and the vim. I.. H. S. Scene of youthful endeavor. You’re not quite as fine as could be, Tho’ not huge and surely not perfect, You're the best in the whole world to me. All my hours there, with study and learning, And the days with the bunch,” I confess. Are the happiest ones I have spent yet, And I owe it to you—L. H. S. R. M. E. ’20 £ljr JPaniltii Shr ifltinir JJagp 3 A. C. HAMPTON, B. A. University of Oregon Superintendent of City Schools HENRY M. DuBOIS, B. S., M. A. Indiana University University of Illinois Principal of High School |Jaar 4 (Etfr fflfinir ©Ijr JFarnlty Librarian Hlje Jfarultii iTlu’ ittiinir JJiutr 5 NAOMI WILLIAMSON, B. A. University of Oregon Emerson College of Oratory English DOROTHY DUNBAR, B. A. University of Oregon English H istory IDA DINSDALE, B. A. Lawrence College University of Oregon Mathematics |JuiU' fi alu' lflhnir ®1jp Jfarnlty INEZ KNOWLES. B. S. Oregon Agricultural College Home Economics JFarulty Eljr fflintir JJagr 7 E. A. McEACHRAN, E. A. South Dakota University Manual Training KATHLEEN RYE Thomas Normal School National Summer School, Chicago University of Kansas Music JEANETTE WHEATLEY, B. A. University of Oregon Physical Training 8 dji' fHintir '(Tlie Senior Class 191 9 CLASS OFFICERS President______________________________Lloyd Chandler Vice-president____________________Florence Thompson See’y-Treasurer_________________________ Ardis Palmer (Class jfttsturu cr� 1919 In the fall of 1915 our class of about forty-six entered L. H. S. Miss Howard, Room 12, was our class advisor and remained so during the first three years. At mid-year Harvey Carter, Lloyd Chandler, Theodore George and Zilpha Allen joined us. During our Freshman year Mr. Henline taught us the art of solving simultaneous linear equations, and Miss Koch tried to teach the profes- sion of pronouncing the conglomerated names of Greek heroes. And I imagine that not one of us will ever forget Miss Gunderson’s repeated attempts to make orators of us by having each stand up before a group of critical listeners and give an “original” theme. Our Sophomore year found us with about forty-eight members, a great many leaving us, but more new ones coming in. This was the year that the famous Company M was in town and that date will ever be held memorable to the girls of our class. Thirty-nine members made up our Junior Class. We gave a banquet for the Seniors this year which proved a great success, although some lower classmen did try to spoil it by distributing around in the gym a sub- stance of very disagreeable odor. It was this night that we presented to the Seniors their mascot, which we had captured a short time before. We also helped in Mike Carroll’s Pi U Pi An Show, given in the gym. In our Senior year our class of thirty-five moved to Room 10 with Miss Williamson as our advisor. During our last two years, we lost a great many of our number. Some enlisted, others stopped school, and still others left town. In spite of this fact a great many from other places came in. From Alicel we had Ruth Johnson, Pansy Van Housen, Ruth Schafer, Florence Thompson and Ray Ledbetter. Jeanne Tuttle from Im- bler, Lee El Us from Joseph, and Irene Poston from Kansas, are also members of our class. The publication of a record breaking Mimir and the great success of the Senior Play, we leave as precedents for the success of the following classes. Zilpha Allen, '19 Cljr Class a In iWiinir 9 ZILPHA ALLKN Glee Club 1-2-3-4 Short of stature, but great of mind. ANNA ARNOLDUS Glee Club 3-4 We may live without friends, we may live without books, But civilized man cannot live with- out cooks. HOWARD HALL Manager Class Play 4 Corp. Cadets 4 A little knowledge is a dangerous thing. KARL BLOKLAND Island City 1 Glee Club 4 Manager Mimir 4 Blest with plain reason and sober sense. JJagr 10 Cl|r iflimir Clip Class EDITH BRAGG Treas. Class 1 Tillicunis 1 Entre Nous 1-2 Oregon Trail 2 Athletic Carnival 2 Pi U Pi An Show 3 Glee Cluh 1-2-3-4 Such a friend is like a rare book, of which but one copy is made. VADA BRIGGS Faithful is she in each task small. Competent, steady, a friend to all. MATTY BROUGHTON As good be out of the World as out of the Fashion. HARVEY CARTER Class Play 4 Even an oyster may be crossed in love. Cljtf Class a he fHimir liJage 11 WILLIAM CASEY Glee Club 2-3-4 When I beheld him I sighed, and said within myself, “surely this man is a Broomstick.” LLOYD CHANDLER Glee Club 1 Corp. Cadets 3 1st Lieut. 4 Pi U Pi An Show 3 Pres. Class 4 Football 4 He had a heart as mellow as an apple overripe. DE ETTE CONDIT Sweet and dependable. LORN A COOLIDGE Sec’y Class 1-2 Tillicums 1 Entre Nous 1-2 Oregon Trail 2 Athletic Carnival 2 Pi U Pi An Show 3 Class Play 4 Glee Club 4 One never really gets over a case of pink and whiteness. JJage 12 SRjp Ulimir Cljr Class PHILIP CORBETT Basket Ball 4 Wit and wisdom are born with a man. LEE ELLIS Milton 1-2-3 As merry as the day is long. THEODORE GEORGE Orchestra 1-2-3-4 Staff Artist Mimir 4 Please go away and let me sleep. RUTH JOHNSON1 Alicel 1-2-3 Pleasure may come and pleasure may go But work goes on forever. Class CThr liiiiuir 13 JENNY KIMMELL Glee Club 1-2-3-4 A little peaceful home bounds all my wants and wishes. RAY LEDBETTER Alicel 1-2 Union 3 Glee Club 4 Basketball 4 Football 4 “Every day is ladies’ day with me. THELMA NIXON Basketball 3-4 Tillicums 1 Entre Nous 1-2 She talks and preens as happy as a young sparrow on a clothes line. HELEN OWSLEY Basketball 3 Entre Nous 1-2 Oregon Trail 2 . A lovable little “chunk” of humanity. Page X4 itljr liRimir Cljr Class AKIMS PALMER Tillicums 1 Entre Nous 1-2 Sec’y-Treas. Class 4 Basketball 3 Capt. 4 Class Play 4 Glee Club 4 Art Editor Mimir 4 For if she will, she will, you may depend on’t. And if she won’t, she wont, so there’s an end on’t. CAROLYN PALMER Vice Pres. Class 1 Pres. Class 2 Tillicums 1 Entre Nous 1-2 Oregon Trail 2 Senior Play 4 Ass’t Editor Mimir 4 Athletic Carnival 2 Pi U Pi An Show 3 She’s pretty to walk with Clever to talk with. And pleasant to think on, too. AUDMER PLAYLE Pres. Student Body 4 Treas. Class 2 Pres. Class 3 Corp. Cadets 2 Searg. 3 Capt. 4 Yell Leader 3 Class Play 4 Adv. Manag. Mimir 4 Football 4 Glee Club 1-2-3-4 Athletic Carnival 2 Pi U Pi An Show 3 Two-fifths of him genius and three fifths sheer bluff. IRENE POSTON Dodge City, Kansas, 1-2-3 Glee Club 4 Curly locks, curly locks, wilt thou be mine? Cljp litim;r idlin' 15 Clj? Class RUTH SELDER Class Play 4 Glee Club 1-2-3-4 German Club 2 Eutre Nous 1-2 How pretty her blushing was and how she blushed again. RUTH SCHAFER Alicel 1-2-3 Oh this learning, what a thing it :s! HELEN SIMS Sec’y-Treas. Student Body 4 Sec’y-Treas. Class 3 Tillicums 1 Oregon Trail 2 Athletic Carnival 2 Pi U Pi An Show 3 Or light or dark, or short or tall She sets a spring to snare them all. FLORENCE THOMPSON Alicel 1-2-3 Glee Club 4 Editor Mimir 4 Y'ice Pres. Class 4 In speech and gesture, form and face Showed she was come of gentle race. JJngr 10 (Ehr iKintir ®ljp (Class WARREN THOMPSON Glee Club 2-3-4 Orchestra 3-4 Though he talks but little, it’s a great deal more he thinks. JEAN TUTTLE Imbier 1-2-3 The will to do, the soul to dare. PANSY VAX HOUSEN Alicel 1-2-3 Glee Club 4 One never has time to really think. GEORGIA WADE Walla Walla 3 Oregon Trail 2 Glee Club 4 Her very frowns are fairer far than smiles of other maidens arc . (£1 aea a In fHintir JJaiU' IT HAROLD WALSINGER Alieel 1-2 Football 3-4 Class Play 4 Corp. Cadets 3 Sears. 4 Pi U Pi An Show 3 Glee Club 3-4 You thee thir “I came down—” JOY WEAGLE Entre Nous 1-2 Oregon Trail 2 Quiet as our quiet skies. FRANK YOUNG Track 2-3 Football 4 Glee Club 4 It is a rare accomplishment, that of wise silence. |iiuu 18 iliimtr (ftraiUtatpa CHARLES ASH Football 3-4 Basketball 3-4 L Club 3-4 Corp. Cadets 2 Searg. 3 Ass’t Adv. Man. Mimir 3 Student Body Manag. 3 Athletic Carnival 2 Pi U Pi An Show 3 So perfect in his own estimation that he needs no change. FRANK CARROLL Football 2-3-4 Glee Club 3-4 Manag. Pi U Pi An 3 Vice Pres. Student Body 4 Athletic Carnival 2 His wit was sharp enough to split a hair. EL WOOD LYMAN Basket Ball 3 Capt. 4 Football 4 L. Club 3-4 Vice Pres. Class 3 Corp. Cadets 2 Searg. 3 Capt. 4 Athletic Carnival 2 Pi U Pi An Show 3 Faint heart ne’er won fair lady. ORVILLE WRIGHT Alicel 1-2 Football 3-4 Basketball 4 L Club 3-4 It is not wise to he wiser than is necessary (Tlii’ Hiittir )Jaitr 1 I JOE CORBETT The sad news of the death of Joe Corbett was received on October 11, 1918. He was a member of the class of T9 when he enlisted in the United States Navy on April 9. 1917. He was one of the most universally liked students in high school, of fine character and winning personality. The class was proud to have his name on their roll, and all mourned his death. Joe Corbett was born on August 1, 1900, in Denvjr, Colo. The Corbetts came to La Grande a few years later. When Joe enlisted, he left a large circle of steadfast friends, who followed with eager interest the news of his voyages on the U. S. S. San Diego. He went to Honolulu, to Panama, and crossed the Atlantic to England and Prance eight times. In the summer of 1918, he came home on a furlough for the first time since his enlist- ment. It was while he was returning to duty that the San Diego was sunk in New York harbor. He was in New York, awaiting a transfer to a submarine-chaser, when he was taken ill with influenza, which rapidly developed into pneumonia. He died after an illness of but one week, and his parents brought his body home where it was buried with military honors. The memory of this gallant lad iis held in highest honor and reverence by his class, and by the many friends who knew and loved him during his life. |tagr 20 Eljr iflimfr Class Will Jeanne Tuttle, ’19 Lloyd Chandler, ’19 We, the Senior Class, of 1919 of L. H. S., of the metropolis of La Grande, Union County, State of Oregon, United States of America, being solid of head and not wobbly of minds, do hereby publish under protest our last Will and Testament, for the final distribution of all our frailties, fads and fancies, in manner and form following: To-wit:— First: To the Juniors we will our dignity, to the Sophomores, our lack of egotism, and to the Freshmen, all the gum found under our desks. Second: As individuals, we make the following bequests: Ruth Johnson, Pansy Van Housen, Joy Weagel and Zilpha Allen will their modern methods in teaching to the faculty. Lee Ellis wills her giggles to Bessie Andrews, hoping they will be appreciated. Theodore George bequeaths his ponies” to Lloyd Thompson. Ruth Schafer wills her studiousness to the Rookies. Harvey Carter, in a sublime burst of generosity, bequeaths his ex- traordinary ability to use the dictionary to Harry Snodgrass. Ray Ledbetter wills his bright disposition to Herman Cramer. Florence Thompson bequeaths some of her gray matter to Ruth Wil- liams. (We are sure that she needs some of it.) Orville Wright wills his blushes to “Red” Martin. Audmer Playle leaves his habit of early hours to Harry Proctor. Edith Bragg wills her share of the basket ball team to the Sopho- more girls. Thelma Nixon wills her athletic ability to Thomas Hill. Frank Carroll bequeaths his side-burns to Gene Taylor. Georgia Wade wills her ear rings to DeLoris Pierson to help com- plete her collection. Irene Poston bequeaths her simple (?) coiffures to Ethel Conrad. Frank Young leaves his love for the ladies to “Babe” Green. Ardis Palmer bequeaths her temper to Ruby Shirley where she knows it won’t be lonesome. Carolyn Palmer would leave Audey, but as no one wants him, she has decided to keep him herself. Anna Arnoldus wills her talkativeness to Irma Stoddard. William Casey wills his ability to get to school one minute before the last bell rings to those who are habitually late. Harold Walsinger leaves his very wise air to Alfred Robbins. Earl Blokland wills the surplus of the Mimir fund to the 1920 Class. (But will we let him?) Ruth Selder bequeaths her dramatic ability to Bessie Moran. Lorna Coolidge bequeaths her fondness for “Bud” to the Juniors. Cl?r iHimir JJngr 21 Vada Briggs wills some of her superfluous weight to Gladys Currey. Elwood Lyman bequeathes about a foot of his height to Waldo Stoddard. Helen Owsley wills some of her “peroxide” to Florence Lynch. Charles Ash wills his “past career” to Bud Newlin. Howard Ball leaves his troubles and grey hairs to the next Senior Play manager. Helen Sims wills part of her collection of “overseas” pictures to Jeannette Stoddard. jenny Kimmel wills her soldier boy to some deserving Sophomore or Junior. And lastly: We, the Seniors of 1919, will this last Will and Testament to the various recipients and to their heirs forever. (Seals) Signed $Jn«r 22 STl?r ifltmtr Class |3rnplicn) How long 1 had been an inmate of the Eastern Oregon State Hos- pital I could not distinctly remember. But now, having eluded all the guards but one—Audmer Playle, who was still on my trail-—with a whit- ened beard and faltering step 1 was trudging my way over the Blue Mountains. My only ambition—to reach La Grande. As 1 neared Meacham I came upon a solitary sheepherder with a flowing beard and an old fashioned Kentucky rifle over his shoulder. I looked again. It was Harve Carter. He did not recognize me, so I trudged slowly on. To the right of me towered a high sign board covered with the fol- lowing: MOTHER POSTON’S BREAKFAST FOOD MAKES THE CHILDREN GROW and underneath it: WALLSINGER’S COLORED MINSTRELS AT LA GRANDE, ORE.—JULY 29, 1948 1948!! 1 looked again, but figures don’t lie. A few miles further on 1 met a stranger who told me of the many strange things that had happened in twenty years, among them the fol- lowing: That the suffragettes, under the leadership of Thelma Nixon, were still clamoring for the vote; that Warren J. Thompson’s Marine Band, composed of piccolos and bass drums, was on its third tour around the world; that Earl Blokland had been nominated for the presidency in the newly formed republic of Borneo; and that Joy Weagle had nobly devoted her life trying to bring the saloons back, for she had at last recognized their true worth to society. As I neared Adams Avenue new and strange sights greeted my eyes. A trolley car thundered by and with difficulty I recognized the motorman as Georgia Wade. Across from the postoffice was a giant sky-scraper and on a window I saw the name of H. Ball, Architect. Next to this was a small shack which I afterwards learned was occupied by the firm of Ash and Turshinsky—Pawnbrokers. Slowly the darkness came on and La Grande’s Great White Way was ablaze with lights. Down on Silverthorn’s corner the Salvation Army was holding sway. And as I elbowed my way through the crowd Captain L. Chandler was calling the sinners forward—the meek little woman tak- ing up the collection? Why, it was Ruth Selder. On the opposite corner, in front of Ledbetter’s Undertaking Parlors, a representative of Painless Parker was pulling teeth for the gullible pub- lic. I looked again. Somewhere 1 had seen that smile before. Yes, it was the same old Frank Young who used to kid the girls at L. H. S. in 1919. Over all this clamor rose the voice of a soap box orator. Distinctly iTUntir Jngr 23 ] heard the words—“One by one the women have taken the men’s rights away from them, first it- - - - - and as distinctly did I remember the Mike Carroll of my school days and his famous anti-woman suffrage speech. In the hope of finding lodging for the night, for I was broke, I took to the alleys. The back doors of the Star Theatre) were open and glancing in upon the stage I recognized, among the bustle and frenzied workers, Helen Sims, scenery shifter and stage hand. I had always thought her ambition was to be on the stage. Walking into the Merchant’s Restaurant, where it was at least warm. I picked up the La Grande Evening Observer—An Independent Newspaper— Edited by Florence Thompson. The first thing that caught my eye was— “Portland, Sept. 13, ‘Jack the Dip’ Celebrated Society Crook, Taken at Last. Captured by Police Officer Owsley. Had Baffled Police for Years. Real Name Was Orville Wright.” And underneath it, this: “The trial of Mose Lyman, the Morgan Lake Hermit, was begun today. He is arranged on two charges—bootlegging and counterfeiting. Mr. Lyman is a very peculiar and eccentric man, living alone for many years he 1ms had nothing to do with the society of women.” Opening the paper to the column of “Hints for the Love-Sick Ques- tions answered by Vada Briggs,” greeted my eyes. On the opposite page was an ad. for the Sunny View Poultry Farm—Johnson, Van Housen and Schafer, Proprietors. At this moment I was interrupted by an enameled faced hasher who was vainly struggling with a man-sized cud of gum. “Whatcher havin’ pard?” came a voice, a la masculine. I looked up - - - - ! - - - ! Ardis Palmer! I fled into the night. I was now thoroughly convinced that this was all a dream and I determined to ask the first passerby concerning the day and year. The streets, however, were dark and deserted. Towards morning a milk wagon clattered by and through the mists 1 was barely able to distinguish the words—THE LONE PINE DAIRY, Carolyn Palmer, Prop.—on its side. When the driver jumped nimbly out I hailed her. It was Lee Ellis. She did not recognize me. When I inquired of her the day and year and other questions she not only confirmed what I had heard and seen, but also told me that Dr. Casey was practicing in an Eastern Oregon town and that Lorna Coolidge and Edith Bragg were living peacefully at Tuttle’s Home for Brokenhearted Spinsters. Mt. Emily, she informed me, was now a famous summer resort and Anna Arnoldus and Jennie Kimmel were employed there as guides. Also that Zilpha Allen was comfortably married to a Canadian farmer. Finally I asked her what had become of myself. “Aw, he went crazy from overstudying in his senior year way back in 1920. Guess lie’s over at Pendleton now or he may be dead for all I know.” I knew it was no dream. Theodore George JJagr 24 Hjr liiimir Suntnr Class CLASS OFFICERS President __________________________________ Thomas Hill Vice-President____________________________ Bessie Walker Secretary-Treasurer______________________ B1 an ford Shores Class Colors ____________ Purple and White Class Flower__________________________ Lilac Class Motto____We Fly With Our Own Wings Omer Barnwell Marcella Berry Eddie Blokland Walter Blokland Steven Blore Ethel Conrad Gladys Currey Grant Geddes Theodore Heidenreich Thomas Hill Julia Hopkins Reba Hopper Essie Johnson Eva Ledbetter Dorothy Lewis Florence Lynch Edith Miller Eugene Newlin Thelma Osterling DeLoris Pearson Frances Pierson Harry Proctor Marcus Roesch Blau ford Shores Daffodil Snider Jeanette Stoddard Grant Swalberg Lloyd Thompson Bessie Walker Ruth Williams Cecil Young CLASS REPORT Early in the fall the Juniors left town in cars one evening after school, for a picnic up the river. As the Seniors had a picnic also, not very far from us, there was a great deal of excitement going on. During the fray several boys ran into a barbed-wire fence—much to their future regret. •« Since the Junior enrollment in the fall, our class roll has been in- creased by the.return of two old members—Florence Lynch and Bud” New- lin. These two went out into the different parts of the cold, hard world, to increase their store of knowledge. You ought to hear “Bud” rave about the girls down in Chile. The Juniors pride themselves upon being rather musical. Four of the leading parts of the Operetta “Windmills of Holland” have been chosen from this class. Preparations are being made for the Junior-Senior Banquet to be given the latter part of April. Marcella Berry (Tl?r iTUiuir $Jage 25 )Jngr 2G CCl|r fHimir cipljontnre Class OFFICERS President___________ Vice President______ Secretary-Treasurer Colors Bessie Andrew Ingvar Ansnes George Ball Lloyd Barnwell Frank Black Milo Blok I and Ray Blokland Sarah Carter Eva Briggs Ethel Burbridge Myron Chandler Ralph Clark Max Cullen Elizabeth Garrick Nona Geddes Lois Given Sylvia Glass Elanor Halley Myrtle Harland John Henderson Gladys Herr Emily Hoffman Mildred Hoyt Myrtle Hoyt Julia Hulse Hazel Johnson Madeline Jones Winn if red Kenneda Carlos Kimmell Iris King Fred Kivette Frieda Kloppenstein Margaret Kloppenstein _____Waldo Stoddard --------Merle George _____Palmer Byrkit Green and White Mabel Langley Bernice Lofland Showalter Lynch Norma Maeger Georgia Marshall Clark Martin Ronald MeKinn is Bessie Moran Sibyl Mill hoi land Gladys Nixon Alfred Robbins Hellen Robbins Alladeen Scroggin Ruby Shirley Charles Smutz Harry Snodgrass Frank Stilwell Erma Stoddard Elsie Stover Harold Tall Lucile Taylor Arthur Theison Bernice Thompson Elvin Thompson Ruth Trill Evelyn Underwood Ethyl Wade Wilma Wade Gertrude Wagner James Walker Robert Williamson Jean Workman Grace Yeck Now that the school year is nearly ended and vacation will soon have begun, let us look back over the way and see what we have ac- complished. We have been in L. H. S. for two long years and of our record we are justly proud. The class of ’21 began its journey through high school in the fall of T7, ninety-nine strong. As Freshmen, we furnished exceptional material for ducking and went our way in silence. As Sophomores, our numbers have decreased to sixty-nine, but in spite of this we have made an enviable record. Not only were we the first class this year to have a picnic, the first to have a party, and the only one to have a skating party, but we have made a remarkable showing in athletics. The girls’ Basketball team won the interclass championship, while the boys, though not champions, succeeded in defeating the renowned mid-year Senior team. The Sopho- more Class also finds that it is not lacking in scholarship. Bessie Andrew, for instance, is an all “A student, and Waldo Stoddard and Harry Snod- grass are unquestionably good students. And as the time when we will no longer be together draws nearer, we realize that we have accomplished something else—a good will and comradeship that will stay with us for a long time to come. Fred Kivette '21 £lic ittimir Jauir 27 JJngr 28 CTlji iWimir JFrrsljntmt (Haas OFFICERS President Vice-President Gene Taylor Secretary-Treasurer Colors Purple and Gold Effie Ainsworth Loa Lyman Mason Aldrich Winona Lyman Nellie Briggs Maude Lamn Virginia Bryant Flora Lewis Hilda Blokland Dora Lewis Josie Blokland Lueile Marquis Sailor Bainbridge Alfred Meyers Herman Berger Edna Miller Constance Cleaver Lester Masterson Brook Colt Ella Miller Nephi Combs Dorothy McGauhey Paul Corbett Lyda McGuire Ruby Day Percy McGauhey Evalyn Guhleman Willetta McClure Gertrude Garner Margaret Palmer Ruth Garrick Tanier Pierson Edna Graham Edith Pierce Abbie Green Floyd Rowe Therl Green Edith Rutter Weslie Hill Bernice Rutter Audrey Harver Flavia Ritter Ruth Hill Ruth Roberts Harold Houston Neal Smith Beth Hesse Foster Sims Dora Jones Elsie Spencer Mabel Kimmell Evelyn Smith Glen Metcalf Gladys Saling Owen Puckett Roberta Smith Edith Patten Frank Tuckev Lota Pierson Jean Taylor Golda Phorman Arthur Underwood Nellie Preslar Cecil Vedder Cal lie Prouty Frank Wells Mabel Kerns Elva Williams Herbert Kelly Tanis Wilson Margaret King Clyde Webb Thelma Kitchener Porter Webb Bernice Kelly Gladys Whitlark Ted Larsen Florence Zulauf Here’s to the Class of 1922 The most The most The most The most The most The most The most The most F aithful class. It emarkable class, E nthusiastic class, S tudious class, H onorable class, M ischievous class, A mhitious class N oted class. Of L. H. S. V. B. ’22 itlu' fHinitr )Jniu' 29 JJngr 30 (Tin fHimir tub?nt Unity txeruthu' 'taff A. C. Hampton Henry M. DuBois Charles Ash Advisor Advisor Manager Helen Sims Audmer Playle Secy-Treas. President Thr fUiiuir $Jagr 3J $)agr 32 2In- ifUutir Ulimtr Editor-in-Chief _________________________________________ Florence Thompson Assistant Editor_____________________________________________ Carolyn Palmer Manager_________________________________________________________________ Earl Blokland Assistant Manager _______________________________________________ Thomas Hill Advertising Manager __________________________________________ Audmer Playle Assistant Advertising Manager__________________________________________ Grant Geddes DEPARTMENTS Society and Dramatics__________________ Wit and Humor__________________________ Art ___________________________________ Alumnae _______________________________ Athletics _____________________________ _______Edith Bragg Harold Wallsinger I Theodore George _____ Ardis Palmer ______ Ruth Selder Ray Ledbetter Helen Sims “THE MIMIH” Have you seen it, have you read it? Have you looked its pictures o’er? It’s the ANNUAL of the High School, Though I don’t know what it’s for. Yet it’s kind of nice to have around With its stories and its jokes And the lines of all the classes. Athletes, and other folks. It’s the MIMIR—have you seen it? Well, you’d better buy it now. Read of all the school events Of all your friends; hear how The Senior Play and Operetta Took by storm the whole great town. See the pictures of the students In the book of wide renown. Robert Emahiser Eljr iUimtr JJaur 33 JJngr 34 £l|r iflintir “KULTUR” (PRIZE STORY) Karl Von Eler is a Prussian, and a representative of the truest Ger- man Kultur. Before everything to him comes The State, and he loves it truly, passionately, believing entirely in its doctrines, almost worshiping its Kaiser. The following, translated from a hook exceedingly useful to the Ger- man propogandists will show the part he was playing when America en- tered the War: “Number 6736. Karl Von Eler, alias Charles Alden, formerly of Essen Prussia, now serving the Vaterland in the United States of America, Washington, D. C. society. Age, 27. Unmarried. Descrip- tion: handsome, tall and well built; carriage, erect; features, regular; hair, light-brown; eyes, blue. The little finger of his left hand is slightly bent, otherwise he has no noticable peculiarities or deformities. Personality, fascinating. Education, graduated from the University of Berlin a d spent two years in the Berlin Academy of Sciences; speaks German, French and English fluently. Character, good. He is greatly devoted to the Vaterland and will probably prove worthy of advancement.” It was in the summer of 1917, before the war was being taken ser- iously by the Americans, that he met Claire Thornton. His orders sent him to a summer resort in New Jersey, where he amused himself by watching the German propoganda spread. At one of the social affairs he was strolling, as was his habit, from group to group listening to the con- versations and if possible gaining or saying something for the good of his country. He heard her say as he came up: “I reallyr can’t see why they want to send our men over there to fight, it isn’t our quarrel. Of course I’m patriotic and the government places a great deal of trust in Daddy, but—”, she shrugged her shoulders. He looked at her carefully. She was pretty, slender, dainty, with auburn hair, hazel eyes and fair complexion. Later he asked one of his friends who she was. “Oh she’s the adopted daughter of James Thornton, I guess she’s his boss, he fairly worships her. They say that he’s making plans for a new model of an aeroplane for the government. She’s pretty isn’t she, half the fellows are crazy over her, there's Dick Latour now, he’d do any- thing for her.” “Dick Latour, it sounds familiar, I wonder--------” “You may have seen him in Europe, lie’s traveled a good deal; he studied in the Academy of Sciences in Berlin.” “In Berlin - -!” Karl started slightly. “Yes, he doesn’t say much about it now, that city is no longer pop- ular.” “Would you mind introducing me to Miss Thornton?” A glimpse of his short soliloquy, as they walked toward her, may be enlightening: “Yes, she is pretty and she controls her father, I will become acquainted with her at once. Richard Latour, you love her, that is bad. it might be em- barrassing to meet you here.” And then began his desperate flirtation with Claire Thornton. A Hir fHimir $)agr 35 word of explanation is necessary; he did not wish to play with her; it would have brought him only pain to know that he had broken her heart, but the good of the German State called for it, and neither his feelings nor hers could be considered. Two weeks later he wrote a report, in part as follows; “To get re- sults from flirting seems impossible, so 1 have become engaged. 1 hope to get some plans soon. Is she important enough to bother marrying?” The same afternoon he received a visit from Richard Latour, who came to the point at once. You are not Charles Alden. You are a good Prussian, and I have found out several things about you. We have been pals and I don't forget that you once saved my life so I’ve come to tell you that unless you get out of here at once you may have trouble. Germany may be all right in its place, but no American wants to see America dominated by German Kultur any more than invaded by a Ger- man army. “And why not? You must admit that German Kultur equals that of any other country in the world. Not the kind illustrated in the magazines, a mug of beer and a pinocle deck, though the editors forget or ignore the ‘vin’ of Prance or the gambling towns of Italy. Taking it seriously. Literature, Art, Music, - - Goethe certainly can be placed with Shakespeare or Dante and Heine is easily the equal of Tennyson and Longfellow. “In music Germany unquestionably leads the world. Almost all the greatest composers are either German or received their education in Ger- many. In science and philosophy she has been for years the acknowledged head. She has absorbed the best culture in Europe and adding it to her own has made a Kultur which would last even if The Empire failed, it is too good to lose. The Americans who are trying to destroy it here are fools, there is no advancement in being narrow, Germany became great because she was willing to try everything.” “Oh, I admit what you say of that”, the American replied, “it's the other part of it. the political and international ideas that we won't accept. England, France and America are fighting for the civilization of the world.” “The civilization of the world is Germany’s greatest wish, this war is being fought for the advancement of German Kultur. The countries opposed to The Empire may be good, but when Germany controls them they will be better. England is all right, but rather deteriorated. It is well enough that ‘The Lion slept secure in its belief of power while the Black Eagle sharpened its claws.' A few months of submarine warfare and she will be ready to progress along German lines. “France - - ach! Germany has many an old score to settle with France!” he spoke with feeling. Then continued calm again. “Its really amusing to read the essays and listen to the orations on ‘Glorious France’, and on the terrible suffering caused by the Germans. They speak as though wars have not always been so. It is too bad indeed , there was a note of sadness in his voice, “that cities must be destroyed and people murdered, but it is necessary to cause fear of the soldiers. The people knew it would inevitably come if they resisted. Why did they resist? The suffering would have been lessened ninety per cent. As it was, the Kaiser could not let a mere treaty stand in the way of advancement of The |)agr 3G 2Ii|r HSintir State - - ‘Necessity knows no law’. “They speak of Germany taking Alsace and Loraine in 1870. Alsace and Loraine belong to her. Louis the Fourteenth of France took those Teuton countries unscrupulously and destroyed the population. It was only The Empire’s just due that she should receive them again. If ever France should get a chance to invade Germany i can imagine the people being treated with unkindness. “And America? America is undoubtedly the best nation allied against Germany. I will compare her government, her greatest pride, with ours. Our towns have local self government and a show of power in the Reichstag, but the Kaiser, with his advisers, is acknowledged the real government. He is trained from boyhood for it. He is trained with the idea that he is God’s representative, and that his mission is the aggran- disement and the betterment of the German Empire. If, as they say here, he is wrong, it is not his fault. He believes entirely that what he is doing is for the best,-he is a worshiper of Kultur. His power lies in the Army and with l it he keeps peace in his realm and his place in the world. The people have good laws and, except in war times, their taxes are light. They 'are free to advance in every way and Germany is the most pro- gressive nation in Europe today. The end certainly justifies the means, for out of all this horror and bloodshed will emerge a great nation, which will come, in time, to satisfy all people, and the Kaiser will be its chief minister and its motto will be Kultur!” The German’s eyes were shining with the dream of The State. For a moment Richard Latour regarded him silently, then he rose. “That time can never come Karl,” he said, “the Germans believe in that idea, the Americans in another, and they are as far apart as the poles. I agree with you that German Kultur is too good to lose, that it will live, I hope indeed that the time will come when it will be more carefully studied than now, but you could not in two hundred and fifty years take away the American people’s love of Liberty. “I am an American, goodbye.” He turned again to the door and said earnestly, “I drive to Washington tonight, let me warn you again in the name of the old friendship to go, at once.” After he had gone number 6736 closed and locked the door, went to the desk, sat down, and from a drawer took his complete report. For several moments he regarded it uncertainly but intently. It was hard to do, he had always been fond of Dick, and had he not just warned him? Yes, it was hard. Yet he was an enemy to The State. Carefully he dip- ped his pen in the ink and added a post script: “Richard Latour is a dangerous man. He leaves for Washington, D. C. tonight.” A few minutes later he gave it to his German messenger saying, “get it to Washington as quickly as possible.” That night at Mrs. Lang’s dinner party he asked Claire about the plans for the aeroplane. They were not finished. At about eleven, he was called to the telephone. “Karl?” the voice at the other end enquired. “Yes?” “This is Emel Heiser. They have found you out. Go while you have time. Goodbye.” (The fHimtr Pagp 37 He excused himself to the hostess. He was very sorry but it was important business. It was not necessary to make his leaving noticable, could he go through a side door? He found the door easily and stopped for a moment in the protecting shadow of the trees and bushes to wait for the group of men, coming toward his hiding place, to pass. He knew what failure to escape meant if the report were true, imprisonment, prob- ably death. He thought of his mother and the news being brought to her, but she might not know for years - - they told no more than was necessary in Germany. He knew that to his fellow spies he was merely a useful machine made to serve the Vaterland. It was rather hard, facing the danger alone, without even sympathy. ‘Yes - -dearest,” she laid her hand on his arm. “Charles,” the low voice startled him from his disagreeable reverie. He turned and looked down into Claire Thornton’s anxious face, half discernable in the shadows. “Mrs. Lang told me. Is it anything serious? Can I help in any way?” Her voice was hopeful, pleading. I’m in honor bound not to tell, but it helps more than you can guess, knowing that someone - - cares!” Then he took her in his arms and kissed her, and for the first time, it was spontaneous, passionate, and for a moment, for the first time in his life, he wished that he had not been a German. Five minutes later, his heart and brain awhirl, he was in his car driving madly toward Washington. The next morning he read the account of the death of Richard Latour, caused by the “accidental” collision of his car with another and knew that the German officials had received his message. He was calm again, perfectly self possessed. No one knew of the struggle he had been through, of the battle between Love and Kultur. The decision was inevitable, he was a Prussian, and in the end was will- ing to sacrifice everything for the State. That afternoon he received orders. I will quote them and let the reader imagine the result. “The report that you were discovered proved incorrect. You will go on with your work in New Jersey. As to your marriage to Cecilia Reichter, alias Claire Thornton, you may use your own judgment. It has often proved well for two spies to work together.” Bessie Andrews ’21 JJaiu 3S Ihp iflimir A Round Peg in a Round Hole (SECOND PRIZE STORY) There was a sad heart in the low stained, dark little house that stood humbly by the roadside under some elms. Rachel wringing the dish towel was not thinking of the blue and white checked linen that drip- ped in her hand. Her eyes wore a dreamy look as she paused a moment. “A square peg”, she said half aloud, that’s what I am. A square peg in a round hole.” The dreamy look in her eyes changed to one of real trouble. Each day the visit of the postman was a dreaded event, bringing either no letter at all, or a worse disappointment in the shape of a courteous communication dealing a crushing blow to her hopes. For Rachel was looking for work. Two years ago the luxuriously reared young lady in the big house on the hill would have snapped her fingers at the idea of working for her living. But these two years had brought her and her brother face to face with the realities of life, for they were orphans now. Their fortune which they had supposed to be substantial was gone, just as Rachael’s dreams were gone. Without Gregory’s position in the ammunition factory, thay could not have managed. By saving in every way possible they succeeded in living comfortably, but the little vine-covered cottage was vastly dif- ferent from the magnificent home Rachael had left, and she was so troubled about Gregory, whose work was too confining. If Rachel could find some way to support herself he could, with the little money still left, finish his course at college. But she found in looking for work that people wanted trained minds and skilled hands more than social graces. The postman's whistle sent her flying to the front of the house, altho she had been determined not to meet him. But this morning she was rewarded by a letter. It was from dear old Billy, her school friend, to whom Rachel had poured out her heart a few days before. After glanc- ing over the first page, Rachel’s eyes brightened. Billy said that the Breckenridges of Boston were looking for a young girl to live with them as a sort of a companion for Mrs. Breckenridge. She had gone right to Mrs. Breckenridge (who was a dear friend of her mother’s) and told her of Rachel. Mrs. Breckenridge said that since they passed through Rachel’s home town the next day, they would stop off and make her acquaintance. Rachel was all excitement. “How glad Greg will be when I tell him tonight!” Shortly after six he came wearily up the front walk to the porch. He was met by a radiant sister, fresh and lovely in a spotless white dress. “Greg, just read this!” she cried and spread Billy’s letter out before him. “It means that I could spend a winter in Boston and probably have a chance to study my music again. There’s only one thing that worries me—what to wear on Thursday.” Greg laughed. “What to wear? There’s a woman for you. I’d he more interested in what to eat!” “I’m going to have my washer-woman’s daughter come over and help tEljr fHintir JJayr 39 with the lunch, she is a fine cook.” Thursday evening as Gregory hurried up to the porch he was met by Rachel. She wore a white dress with ruffles and her cheeks were flushed. “Is it good news, little sister?” asked Gregory as he came up. Rachel took his hand and led him hack to the kitchen. No, Greg, I'll tell you about it while I prepare dinner. First, I didn’t make a good impression. My dress was not correctly made and I was so tired after sewing half the night. And worse than all, Anna isn’t a good cook. The chicken was tough and the custard tasted scorched, and while waiting on the table she spilled gravy on Mr. Hreckenridge’s coat. The house was full of flies, because she had propped the door open while I was out. Everything went wrong—I was just a plain little dub! After all that do you think they asked me to come to Boston to be Mrs. Brecken- ridge’s companion?” “But you haven’t told me how you liked the Breckenridges. Was the impression of general undesirability mutual?” “Greg, that’s the worst of it. They are perfectly lovely people. They thanked me so cordially when they left and said their plans for the winter were entirely unsettled.” “Never mind, dear,” Gregory replied, “you did it for me and I ap- preciate it—I wonder who that is? The door bell had pealed out sharply. “No company, I hope,” said Rachel. I was getting ready to make waffles for dinner. I'll go, Greg. Her light steps sounded on the bare floors and Gregory heard her speaking to someone. He wished afterward he had been there to see the expression on his sister’s face when she opened the door and found her- self face to face, once more, with Mr. Breckenridge. “No doubt you are surprised to see me again. Miss Haviland,” he said, stepping inside the little hall, “please let me explain. Our train was wrecked near Clevesdale about four o’clock, and while we were not hurt, several other passengers were. I hired a car to bring my mother back here. I could see that the excitement was making her ill, and I knew the ride would revive her. I found that we could obtain a sleeper on the train leaving here at midnight, and thought, all things considered, it was best to return. And now,” anxiously, “may I bring my mother in to stay with you a few hours? I will return to the hotel, of course------------” Here he was interrupted. “Please come in both of you! We are going to have waffles for din- ner, Brother and I. Won’t you stay and meet my brother?” “This is unpardonable—coming in for your hospitality twice in suc- cession, but I’m coming. The brother and waffles are too tempting. Let me go out and tell mother.” Gregory had heard everything and now came hurrying out. “But Rachel,” he said in an excited whisper, “there is no fire in any room but the kitchen.” T know it, but never mind, it’s all right. I’m going to be sensible this time.” And so the Breckenridges were ushered out into the kitchen. Mrs. Breckenridge sitting in the Morris chair, was laughing heartily at Greg- }Jagr 40 dir fHimir ory’s jokes. Mr. Breekenridge, with an apron tied around his neck, was beating eggs in a deep bowl. Rachael was here, there, and everywhere, all excitement. Mr. Breekenridge followed her into the pantry once, saying, “I cannot tell you how much I appreciate this. My mother is not strong, you know, and one cannot tell what excitement will do to her heart - - the wreck was really terrible.” “I’m glad, so very glad you brought her here.” Dinner was almost ready by this time. The waffles were a lovely brown. “Flowers! cried Rachael, “I must get the pink roses.” She flew into the hall, where the roses were, but stopped short before she reached them. The hall lamp, which was suspended from the ceiling, had been burning all right when the people left the hall, but the door had been left open and the draft had caused the smoke and flame to pour out of the chimney. Rachael’s first idea was to scream for help, but just then she remembered Mrs. Breckenridge’s weak heart, so she drew the lamp down and tried to turn down the wick. This caused the flame to run down the wick and she knew as soon as it reached the oil it would explode. She took it from its bracket with stiff hands, ran to the front door and threw it out on the wet grass. Just as it seemed about to explode, young Breekenridge ran out from behind and poured a pail of loose dirt on the burning pile. The smoke curled slowly upward, then was gone. He drew a long breath, “I followed you out here to ask where to find the sugar bowl, and saw you rushing to the door with the burning lamp. Why didn’t you call for help? “Why, I couldn’t have without alarming your mother!” The young man turned, facing her in the darkness. “Well!” he said, and there was a strange note in his voice. “Well!” The two went back to the dining room and Rachel succeeded in tell- ing of the incident in such a way as to make it seem as if there was, after all, but little danger. During the recital, however, Clarence Brecken ridge's and Gregory's eyes met in a knowing glance. The little supper was a great success, and the dishwashing was ac- complished in a gale of laughter, after which they sat and talked until the taxicab called for the Breckenridges. When they had gone, Rachel and Gregory returned to the kitchen to shut things up for the night. Rachel’s face showed her weariness but her eyes were bright. “Mrs. Breekenridge kissed me when she left,” she told him, as he finished closing the kitchen window, “and Mr. Breekenridge said they would write soon. It’s been a perfect ending for a miserable day, Greg!” “It’s just what you deserve, sister mine, I was so proud of you all the way through.” I was only natural, Greg, and I have learned the secret of being a round peg in a round hole, today.” Gladys Herr ’20 ffljr fHirntr 41 The Rubaiyat of Old Town Well, things ain’t what they used to be When I wuz young - - I’m seventy-three. The road run up Mill’s Canon then. And ox-teams you would often see Of emigrants that come this way. They come to make their homes, and stay Here all their lives. They didn’t pass Through on the train as travelers gay. The town has growed, well I shud say, For when the railroad come this way They moved the hull town off the hill And fix’t it as it is today. The young folks too ain’t whut they wus When 1 wuz young - can't be becuz They have those motor cars and trucks And they just crank 'er up, and buzz Away to where they’re goin’ to And never walk as we used ter do, When takin’ our girls to dance or show. Though we’d take buggies sometimes too And buggy ridin’ sure is fun It has this aut'mobiling skun So much the two can’t be compared, I know - - I've tried ’em both, my son. Jest think of ridin’ out at night The horses fresh,, the moon light bright Ez day almost; the breezes cool. And you’ll agree it is jest right; A pretty girl is by yr side, The old, old story, sweetly lied Comes from her lips. At such a time, A man could ride and ride and ride— 'Till mebbe nine o’clock or ten! Then turn around and start back. When He got home, though, his pa would rave And say he’d not go out again. The other pleasures, great and small As coastin,’ huntin' in the fall For ducks and deer, and skatin, too— They don’t have them no more at all. There’s other changes great and small, 'Twould take a month to count’ em all. I'll quit with this—I’m bound to say The town ain't what it wuz at all. Harvey Carter ’19 $3agr 42 Cljr 4Mmitr UNDER CALIFORNIA SKIES (The letters of a girl to her chum by circumstance suddenly separated.) February 17, 1919 Dear Dorreen: I received your sympathetic letter yesterday and you didn’t ask a question. But we have always shared our troubles and joys, so I will tell you all about our “migration.” I won’t dwell on those first weeks after Uncle died, weeks spent mostly in refusing to marry the first eligible man that appeared, for you “know it all.” The first thing Aunty and I knew, we were on the westbound with our personal belongings, a check book, and a deed to a California turkey ranch that we had never seen. The events of the trip are rather blurred in my memory, but 1 will never forget our arrival. This little town of R is just a cluster of small houses and two stores (the postoffice is a part of one of them.) Now that we are settled it doesn’t seem that 1 could have been so desperately homesick as I was when we rolled into that little station. It was a gray, gloomy day when we arrived. The man who had been in charge of the place met us and drove us the five miles, up the slopes of the Sierras to our home. The first glimpse 1 caught of it was as the mules topped the last rise and there before us spread the group of low white- washed buildings against the green of the hill. You know I always have had an eye for the picturesque and from that moment my spirits began to rise and I haven’t been blue since. Well, it is time for me to shut up the turkey pens and then go to bed. Our care taker stayed a few days to get us started, but I have had full charge for two days and things are running smoothly. Your sleepy school-mate, Anne March 23, 1919 Dear Dorreen: It just occurred to me that quite a time has passed since my last letter and I probably owe you two or three (Aunty says so, anyway.) You remember I told you about Paul Hamilton, my nearest neighbor. Well it appears that he is quite well educated and seems to be carrying out some scientific theories in his ranching. He, also, raises turkeys and there is a tall wire fence dividing our places to keep our fowls apart. He is about the happiest man I ever saw. I am continually hearing obi Irish love songs as he goes about his work. Did I tell you about our live stock? There are about fifty-five tur- keys kept over to start the new band, two small mules and a cow. The mules and turkeys need no care whatever the entire year, other than hous- ing, for the latter run all over these foot-hills and thrive on, goodness knows what—I don’t. I have discovered, much to my surprise, that there isn’t any work to be done here that I can’t do. As for the cow, the aforesaid neighbor has been milking her for us. £l?r fHimtr JJiirjr 43 But I fear he will soon have to refrain from thrilling “Annie Laurie” near my window at unearthly hours of the morning, for Aunty hates to be de- pendent and is learning to milk “bossy” herself. Well, I will have to stop. I see P. H. coming to go with me for a walk. Good bye, Anne May 21, 1919 Darling Dorreen: Oh I have two hundred of the loveliest, loveliest, tiny “turks” you ever saw. It is more fun to watch them than it used to be to go to the opera - - - - with you. It is very beautiful here now. I thought I would be lonesome for the home flowers and signs of spring. But here that spirit of spring is so much more real, that the wonder and breadth and freedom of these foothills has become a part of me, so I do not long for the side-paths where you and I used to search for cow-slips. And there is such a variety and profusion of flowers. I do not know what half of them are. There’s one small red, bell-shaped flower that covers everything. Yesterday Paul and I rode on our burros far up into the hills and gathered armfulls of the earlier kinds. Tomorrow, Aunty, Paul and I are going far up on the mountain to a lake within the timber line. and we expect to have trout for supper. You asked if there is anything between him and me and I ask in return if you have forgotten the turkey-proof fence? Happy—why shouldn't I be? There’s all in the world to make me happy. For instance, the time between now and September, when you will he invited out for the wedding. Lovingly, Anne. Julia Hulse '21 $Jagr 44 JEijr fHtmir The Senior Girls’ Soliloquy (With apologies to Hamlet's Ghost) To play or not to play—that is the question. Whether it is nobler in a team to refuse, And suffer the taunts and sarcasms of the Freshmen, Or to play ball. To play—to break more bones And by playing, end the eternal egotism That Fresh are heir to—it is an evil Greatly to be shunned. To play—to quarrel To quarrel! Perchance to fight! Ay, that would be keen delight! But Seniors must not stoop to such low means to avenge themselves; But rather by their sweet acceptance of defeat, When at last the whistle blows that time is up. Command the school’s respect. There’s the respect. That makes a victory of such defeat! For who but seniors could bear the scorn and frowns. The pangs of remorse over the last game, The insolence of Freshies, and the smiles The victorious players therein receive When Senior boys encourage still the Rookies, With cheer, after cheer? Who would such treatment bear. To stay and struggle under such a load. But for the fear of something worse If the youngsters see that they are weakening? But the one bright star, that shines Through defeat, is the example the dear Frosh have in them— “Do as ye wish to be done by.” And, that these may, four years hence. Treat those Freshies with the same compassionate consideration. Is the generous prayer of the defeated yet victorious team. Of ’19 Lee Ellis T9 The Misgivings of a Sophomore I have a funny feeling as I trudge to school each morning. It’s an empty feeling, a sickly feeling, a feeling of foreboding My arms are full of books, and my mind is full of doubt. For I haven’t got my English, and I’m afraid they’ll kick me out. My feet are tired and weary as I stagger up the walk. And my heart, it sinks within me, when I reach the door and halt. And my knees begin to shake, and 1 feel I'm down and out. For I haven't got my English, and I'm afraid they’ll kick me out. I feel as weak as water and my bones, they feel like chalk. And my heart is all a flutter when I’m asked to stand and talk My voice is just a chatter and I feel like a tire blown out. For I haven’t got my English and she always finds me out. Fred Kivette ’21 £i|r itttnur $)agp 45 From a Sailor to His Pal Fiji Islands, July —, '19 Dear Jim:— Say, Jim, it has been so long since I wrote to you that I have pretty near forgotten how to write. Did you ever go to a dinner party Jim, well I just got back from one, and as a result 1 am in the hospital. It was like this. There is a swell English family down here and I got acquainted with one of the girls, and when the old folks gave a party for a few civilized people who are on this island, they invited me. 1 went, Jim, but I didn’t know it was going to be such a terrible experience. I got there in time, but I didn’t see the eats; however, Jim, a huge door aroused my suspicions. Pretty soon they opened this door and there was the table: and right here things began to happen. I sat down at my stall and looked over the gorgeous array of implements and tools which were meant for my use. I wondered what they was all for. But the eats soon started Jim, and they didn't stop for about eight rounus. And Jirn, it was just a struggle for life and I lost the decision and nearly my life. The first thing the heathen waiters bro’t in was some tall slim cups with two handles and somethin dark in them. Jim, these was bullion cups and I suppose they had bullion in 'em, but to put a civilized name to it, 1 guess it wasn’t nothing but soup. When everybody was thru with the bullion, them heathenish waiters came and took the soup cups away and bro’t everybody a plate of grub. I looked upon my collection of im- plements and picked out a little, short, flat knife to eat the peas with. You know Jim, I have a wonderful faculty for picking out the right thing, and I know this was the knife to eat the peas with, because it was short, which would make it easy to balance the peas, and dull so you wouldn’t cut your mouth or tongue. Jim, I hate to brag about myself, but I made an awful hit. Them people just sat there and looked at me. I had to eat the potatoes and gravy with a spoon, because the gravy was so thin it wouldn’t stay on a knife. And Jim, that was the funniest meat I ever saw. You couldn’t cut it. I tried all the knives that were at my disposal without success, and then I had one of them sudden inspirations that is common to me. I got out my pocket knife, then I got along pretty well for about two more rounds, and then those savage waiters brought in some ice cream. This ice cream was about an inch thick and four inches square. Brick ice cream Jim, did you ever hear of it? It was so hard that when I tried to hack a corner off of it with a spoon, I bent the handle all up. so I took one of the remaining knives. With this knife I cut the cream into little squares and then proceeded to eat it. Jim, I was getting along fine, when one of them little squares slipped off the knife and fell down inside of my blouse, and pretty soon I began to get cold. 1 got so cold that I shiv- ered all over and my teeth chattered. Gosh, Jim, I was glad when that waiters brought in some hot coffee, but it didn’t do no good, and anyway I didn't get to drink hardly any of it, because I left my spoon in the cup $)ngr 4G (Elie iHintir and then tipped it over with my elbow and scalded my leg. Can you imagine anything worse than that, Jim? To have a cold, clammy piece of ice cream freezing your stomach, and a gob of hot coffee scalding your leg. Well, Jim, I haven’t got to what put me in the hospital yet, but I’m getting there awful fast. As I said before that coffee didn’t help a bit, and I kept getting colder, except my leg. Pretty soon I decided 1 wanted a drink of water. I reached with a trembling hand for the glass and bro’t it slowly to my mouth, where my chattering teeth promptly bit a chunk out of the glass. The doctor said I’d be all right in a couple of weeks, so don’t worry. Prom Your Pal. The day was soft and balmy at the old La Grande High School. The birds were Carolyn in the tree-tops and a gentle breeze was sweep- ing over the Lee. Two lovers decided to take a stroll. They walked into the Mountains and sat down on the Cool-idge of a brook. The lover was handsome and manly, but slightly inclined to Bragg, and often said things which made his sweetheart Ball. He told her of his wonderful physical powers and said, “How, dear, would you cross this brook without my aid?” She answered, “To be perfectly Frank, I’d Wade.” At this response, he grew silent in tho’t and cut many Nix-on a stick. Finally he spoke, “Do you know, I think people of old Led-better lives than we.” She answered, “I don’t think so, you know they carried on Warr-in that is Hel-en the Earl was a tyrant.” Here Thompson came upon the scene, Ann-a jealous discussion arose. Thompson said “Ar-dis, love her,” and her lover said, “You better get a Weagle on or, by George, I’ll Schaefer your head off.” Here appeared Johnson, who said “Tut-tle boys, you must not fight over her, because I intend to take her myself.” But along came Ruth and he didn’t. Thompson, the William of our story, stole a Kimmel Kar, put a Post- on the running board intending to kill the lover, but the engine blew up and the William went to Hel-en a piece of stone sprained the girl’s ankle, so she couldn’t walk, and her lover had to Cart-er. She grew very Playle but regained her color when he plucked her a Pansy and gave it to her. She afterward hung the blossom on the Chandler. When the lovers got home they were All-en. The next day the World read the report of this thrilling adventure in the “Harold.” Fred Kivette ’21 A Senior Love Story G. W. ’19 P. V. H. ’19 Hir iiluuir |)ngr 47 The Fate of The Freshmen (A PARODY) Not many months ago, where we now sit encircled with all that ex- alts and embellishes high school life, we, poor Freshies, sat one Autumn day, and prepared, for the first time, our high school lessons. Here lived and worked a timid race of beings. Beneath the same roof that arches o’er our heads, we diligently pursued our daily studies. Gazing on the same faces that now are so familiar, we wondered who our new friends were to he.. Here the Seniors gazed on the little Rookies, and the Juniors and Sophomores made their lives a misery. Now they directed us to the wrong rooms, and now they laughed and shouted when we went to the basement for assembly. Here we worked; the mysterious English, the im- possible algebra, the ancient history, all were here; and when the day of trials was over, here we gathered for dismissal. And all this has passed away. Upon our ears the words of wisdom fell, bringing results that shall never he forgotten. A few months have changed the character of a great class, and blotted forever from their names the titles of “Rook” and “Freshie.” Art has usurped the bowers of ignorance, and children of education have developed from the ranks of the Freshmen. Here and there a stricken few remain, hut mostly those who, following the example of their predecessors, have spent their study hours too merrily. The Freshman of timid glance and mousish bearing, the theme of the Senior joke, the goat of the pathetic tale, is gone, and next year a class of jubilant Sophomores will revel in the halls where they walked in humility, to remind us how happy is man when such obstacles have been overcome. Years hence the inquisitive Freshmen, as they see us adorned with flowers and arranged for graduation, will ponder on the wisdom we have attained, and wonder what manner of Freshmen we once were. We will stand there before the admiring eyes of our successors. Let these be faithful to our example as Seniors, and take due warning from our slight mistakes as Freshmen. Nellie Briggs ’22 QUESTIONS Is it anybody’s business If the Rookies should choose To have a party some fine night If the faculty don’t refuse? Is it anybody’s business If they have it at the hall Or if they have it at the school house Or don't have it at all? The meaning of our questions Simply stated would be this: Is it any Sophy’s business What the Freshman’s business is? Clea Stark '22 JJniu' 48 iTljr fWimir “Things Are Not Always What They Seem” One evening, I found excuse to enter again the beloved High School at a time when as a usual thing, the students, tho eager to prolong their adored studies, had finally been driven away. 1 expected to find the place deserted; but no, there was a peculiar sound issuing from the auditorium. I immediately opened the door and glanced inside. I stood horror-stricken! There was Ruth Selder, dancing and capering about, leading our dignified Harvey Carter about by the ear, dodging him coquettishly when he attempted to embrace her, and giving utterly frivolous answers to his declarations of devotion! Oh, horrors! Where was Lloyd!!! It seemed unbelievable that Ruth could conduct herself in such a manner. I closed the door to shut out the sight and paced the floor, trying to collect my thoughts. At length, curiosity overcame me, and I again looked in upon the scene. There were others there now. Harold Wallsinger was being treat- ed very badly, in my estimation. He seemed extremely ill at ease, and the others appeared to have no consideration for the poor fellow whatsoever. His conversation for the most part was, “You thee, thir, I came down - - ,” but he could never get farther, for some one rudely interrupted him at each attempt he made. Scandalized that my fellow students should show such bad manners, I was on the point of inquiring the cause, when again cutting one of Har- old’s oft-repeated phrases short, they all, of one accord, left, and in came Audie Playle, a cat under each arm, and he proceeded to give an oration of the most emphatic character on the general uselessness and pestilential- ness of cats. What could it mean? The situation was tense! Audie was becoming truly violent! - — He broke off abruptly in one of his liveliest threats with, “Hey, Miss Williamson, what’s that next?” From behind the scenes emerged Miss Williamson, whom I had not seen before. “Now, Audmer, if you really want to be in this play you must work. If you do not, I shall have to give your part to someone else.” Oh, what relief! ’Twas only the practice of the Senior play! Ruth and Harvey were merely interpreting their parts of maid and butler, while Harold—well, did you see the play? If you did, you know about him, and if you didn’t you missed something. Lorna Coolidge ’19 Sept. 9 School opens—many verdant Fresh. Sept. 19 Senior Picnic—Rain? Yes! ! But oh! those Junior eats! Oct. 8-9-10 Teacher’s Institute—Why don’t they have them every month? Oct. 18 Enters flu.” Exit pupils. Diary (T1?p fHimir JJnrtr 19 Nov. 18 School opens. Talk of wearing masks. School Saturday mornings. Dec. 1 Every one working hard to make up for lost time. Ruth Selder and Lloyd included. Dec. 23 Holidays begin. “Flu” again has center of stage. Pupils flee in terror. Jan. 6 School reopens. Feb. 6-7-8 Mid-Year Exams. Feb. 10 Students assemble to receive instructions and destructions for new semester—More Fresh. Mr. DuBois has hard time keeping the cows away. Feb. 19 Assembly for Mimir grand success. Feb. 21 Glee Club entertainment. Feb. 25 Ray powders his nose under Miss Wheatley’s supervision Feb. 26 Mr. DuBois chews gum in the study hall, students gaze in amazement. Feb. 27 Lee finds ring set with “gyms” in her desk. Feb. 29 Our dignified editor says today is a “humic situation because there “ain’t none.” March 3 Audmer and Edith celebrate their birthday. Jennie seen going to the courthouse with an overseas boy! March 7 Theodore holds extensive conversation with Irene. It looks like a storm brewing. March 12 Assembly. Mr. Cochran talks on Peace League. March 19 Hospital ambulance seen in front of L. H. S. building. What happened? Ask Mr. DuBois. March 27-28 Senior Play—roaring success. Jenkins and Patty take the house by storm. April 1 William fooled the Seniors. He was in his seat before the tardy hell rang. April 9 Frank brings Ruth Schaefer a hunch of “For-get-me-nots”,—as if she could! April 16 Jeanne falls down steps and sprains her neck. Has to look cross-eyed as a result. April 17 Flossie is happy. Why? Dallas is home from overseas. April 20 Miss Rees does a daring stunt. Is thinking seriously of becoming a wall-climber for “Sells-Floto Circus.” April 26 Junior-Senior Banquet—“Nuff sed.” May 2 Operetta “Windmills of Holland”. May 18 Baccalaureate Sunday May 19-23 Commencement. Exit class of 1919, and memories of it go clattering down the ages like an oil can tied to a Ford. In the future wherever graduates of the La Grande High shall assemble they shall sing the praises of the class of '19. FINIS! Irene Poston T9 Pansy Van Housen T9 JJniu' 50 SI?i lfihuir ICattn (Club OFFICERS -------------------------------Miss Riddle ---------------------------Virginia Bryant ------------------------- Lloyd Thompson ------------------------------Therl Green -----------------Semper Paratus La Grande High School La Grande, Oregon March 22, 1919 Dear Reader: As we feel that we are an important faction of L. H. S„ we kindly beg your attention a few moments to this message from our club. We, the pupils of the first year Latin classes, decided that it would he helpful to organize a club. Therefore, on the twenty-fourth day of Feb- ruary, of the year nineteen-nineteen, we organized under the able direc- tion of Miss Riddle, our purpose being to further our interest in the study of Latin. On Tuesday of every other week, we meet at the homes of the various members, where games pertaining to Latin vocabularies are played. At the close of the year the one having the best vocabulary record will be awarded a prize. Studiously, Latium Consilium Advisor_____________ President __________ Vice-President _____ Sec reta ry-T reasure r Motto______________ n?r fHimir $Jagr 51 GIRLS’ glee: club BOVS- GLEE CLUB 52 ffijr fHiniir Strictu The first part of our school year there was not much social life, except for the class picnics in the fall, enjoyed by all. This was due to the influenza epidemic and the closing of schools. Edith Bragg ’19 Lorna Coolidge T9 n?r iWiniir iJaqc 53 (foivt Club Cnitrsrt The Glee Club concert under Miss Rye’s direction was given in the High School Auditorium, Feb. 21, for the Neighborhood Club Scholarship Fund. Both the Boys’ and the Girls’ Glee Clubs took part. The entertain- ment featured choruses, selections by the orchestra, double quartets, and solos. This was the first concert Miss Rye has directed in La Grande, and her work in the Glee Clubs has received many compliments. Suntor- rntor Hanqupt The annual Junior-Senior Banquet was held in the gymnasium on Saturday evening, April 26, at eight o’clock. Before the banquet, a musical programme was given in the audito- rium, after which they adjourned to the gym, which was prettily decorated with lattice work, and hangings, using the Junior and Senior colors, pink and green, lavender and white. Covers were laid for ninety. MENU Fruit Cocktail Creamed chicken Potato straws Asparagus Olives and pickles Parkerhouse rolls Conserve Ice cream Cookies Coffee ICatm Club JJarty The Latin Club entertained the Caesar Class most delightfully on the evening of April twenty-fifth at the home of Lyda McGuire. The invi- tations were written in Latin. The program for the evening was: Latin Songs—Lucile Taylor and Lloyd Thompson. Play—“A Day in a Roman School,” with the following cast: Magister ______________________________________ Lloyd Thompson Q. Cicero _______________________________________ Paul Corbett M. Cicero ______________________________________ Herman Berger Cataline ________________________________________ Therl Green Julius Caesar ______________________________ Constance Cleaver M. Antonius ________________________________Bernice Thompson j$rutus _________________________________________ Lyda McGuire Slaves—Palmer Byrkit and Arthur Underwood Refreshments were served after the program and the evening was certainly enjoyed by all the members of the Caesar Class. . rituir Class Bay The great Day when the Seniors celebrate their annual picnic has not been definitely decided on, as the Mimir goes to press, but it is ex- pected to come early in May, as soon as Spring is really here. And the Seniors are looking forward eagerly to what will be their last picnic together in High School. Commencement will be held the twenty-third of May. JJcuu’ 54 iflimir ORCHESTRA (Dprrrtta “Windmills of Holland,” the operetta directed by Miss Rye, was Riven in the High School Auditorium, May 2. The two glee clubs, over a hundred singers, took part in the choruses, accompanied by part of the High School Orchestra. The double quartette also gave some splendid selections, CAST Mynheer Hertogenbosch, Rich Holland Farmer______________Lloyd Thompson Vrouw Hertogenbosch, His Wife_____________________________Florence Lynch Wilhelmina i t Jeanette Stoddard -__Their Daughters________________________ Hilda------) | __Lorna Coolidge Rob Yankee, American Salesman__________________________________Ted Larsen Hans, Student of Music______________________________________Eugene Newlin Franz, Rich Farmer’s Son____________________________________Audmer Playle Katrina, Rich Farmer's Daughter_________________________Thelma Oesterling iEljr fWirnir JJnyr 55 PLAVLE A. PALMER SELLERS CARTER C. PALMER WALLSINGER COOLIDGE Mentor Claes JJlai;, “iHr. 22cih” The annual Senior Play was a greater success this year than usual. The reservations were all sold out for the first night, March 27, 1919, and the management found it necessary to put it on a second night. The audi- torium was crowded at both performances. CAST OF CHARACTERS Mr. Bob _____________________________________________________ Ardis Palmer Aunt Becky_________________________________________________Carolyn Palmer Kitty _____________________________________________________Lorn a Coolidge Philip_______________________________________________________Audmer Playle Mr. Brown_______________________________________________ Harold Walsinger Patty__________________________________________________________Ruth Selder Jenkins______________________________________________________Harvey Carter $Jagr 3K £ljr fUtmtr Football started off with a snap and we had prospects of a champion team, but the Flu came! Goodnight, Football! Athletics Ray Ledbetter '19 Helen Sims '19 iElir miiuir |J:uu 57 NIXON KLOPFENSTEIN LOFLIN HOYT OESTERLING PALMER KING (6trls SSaskrthall Interclass games were played during the first Semester, the Sophs winning undisputed championship. At the beginning of the second semester the team was organized, with Miss Riddle as coach, from members of the class teams. Two games were played with Wallowa, and as the Mimir is pub- lished to sing the praises of L. H. S., we believe the least said about these games the better. Ardis Palmer, Captain-------------------------------Center Thelma Nixon_____________________________________S. Center Freida Klopfenstein--------------------------------Forward Margaret King--------------------------------------Forward Bernice Lofland--------------------------------------Guard Thelma Oesterling------------------------------------Guard Alladeen Scroggin-------------------------------Substitute Myrtle Hoyt-------------------------------------Substitute JJaar 5£? 21?p iHiiuir Stays’ Staskrt 3SaU Wc have the championship of Eastern Oregon altho’ we only played three games. Two with Union were hard fought, but owing to the ina- bility of the Union boys to shoot baskets, and the team work of our boys, we were able to walk away with both games by the scores of 43 to 18 at Union, and 55 to 11 at home. The next game was played on our floor with North Powder, which was a sad story for North Powder. The score was only 101 to 0. PROCTOR ASH LEDBETTER Thr iHiinir 59 KIVETTE WRIGHT LYMAN Sllir Mose Lyman, center and captain, is a sure bet on the basket any time he sets the ball. Charles Ash, left guard, is always there—or somewhere else- when the ball is in his territory. Jack Wright, right guard, one of our farmer boys, is the whirlwind of the team. Fred Kivette, right forward, is always to be depended upon to get his share of the points. Ray Ledbetter, left forward, could sometimes make a basket every pop—some pops—no fooling! Harry Proctor, sub, and left forward, was very slippery at times. 2Jir iRimir JJnitr 60 CLASS HOROSCOPE NAME NICKNAME AMBITION FAVORITE RESORT IDENTIFICATION MARK Helen Sims______________Jitsey_________To vamp 20 men at one time____________Any place where they are-------Walk Thelma Nixon __________________________To vamp one man any time______________Same as Helen’s Lloyd Chandler__________Rainbow________To oust Harvey_______________________Island City--------------------Grin Ruth Johnson ___________Johnnie________To be a school-marm__________________Room 12______________________Severity Charles Ash_____________Isadore________To make someone believe him----------Before a mirror________________Style Ardis Palmer___________________________To greet the 162nd Infantry___________Troop train____________________Laugh Theodore George---------Pesky----------To eliminate girls____________________Any place where they aren’t____Sweet disposition Carolyn Palmer__________Tolly----------To become a lightweight______________Haynes Irene Poston -----------Peggy----------To get the best of Mr. Buttedal______Room 5 _________________________Straight Hair Harvey Carter ----------Deacon---------To rival Socrates____________________Near Ruth ________________Dignity William Casey ----------Bill-----------Not to have to recite----------------Pendleton _____________________Slender figure Frank Carroll-----------Poker Mike-----To bluff the dear old faculty________Any street corner ____________Pipe El wood Lyman ----------Mose-----------To reach lofty heights_______________Silve’es ____________________Extreme length Earl Blokland ----------Jimmy----------To have a farm of his own____________In the country_________________Rural aspect Audmer Playle-----------Audie----------To make Carolyn jealous--------------Haynes ________________________General Cussedness Florence Thompson-------Tommie---------To take a Ph. D._____________________Library _______________________Ambitions Harold Wallsinger-------Fat------------To make the world laugh____________________________________________Gentle voice Ruth Selder____________Ruthie---------To go on the stage----------------Island City ----------- Blanche Hersinger______Phoebe________To go back to California-----------In the clouds --------- Edith Bragg___________Betty__________To do what Zoe did-----------------With the younger boys Warren Thompson ______________________To be as fearless as Audie---------T. P. B--------------- Ray Ledbetter __________Cook__ Helen Owsley ___________Helena Georgia Wade____________George Zelpha Allen _________________ Lorna Coolidge________________ Vada Briggs ____________Vay__ Orville Wright __________Jack- Jenny Kimmell __________Jinny Anna Arnoldus___________Annie Ruth Schafer ___________Babe- Pansy Van Housen-------Van__ Jeanne Tuttle___________Winks Lee Ellis _____________Ole— Frank Young _____ De Ette Condit __ Mattie Broughton Philip Corbett __ To Wade thro’ life----------------- To meet Wallace Reid--------------- to emancipate Ray------------------ To go to Canada-------------------- To inform the World---------------- To tame Capt. Kidd”--------------- To bluff ___________________________ To hold typewriting championship To get exempt in “Zoo”------------- To graduate _______________________ To have a new dress_________________ Movie Actress _____________________ Ain’t got none--------------------- Skin thro’ civics___________________ ?????? .Pocohontas____To pass the third exam_ Phil____________To do two things at once The Overland ________ Movies ______________ Any place but school Various places_______ In the Junior Room- Commercial room______ Any old place________ Room 7_______ Room 5 ______ Adams Avenue Theatre______ Near Jeanne _ Ford _________ City Park____ Physics Lab._. Dances ______ .-Statuesqueness .Wealthy relatives .Real curls -Direct stare -Ethyl .Blushes -Agitation Real Diamonds -Complexion -Smiles .No rubber heels Walk —Overalls -Voice _?????? -Feet ..Giggles -Bashfulness .No Voice in Civics .Long black curls Size It’s All Here, But Is it All True? The Weather This Year Everlasting Wind VANITY POST “Wisdom is rare, vanity abounds.” VOL. IVXCDM, No. 1 MAY 15, 1919 PRICE $00,000.0012 ON SALE AT ALL NEWS-STANDS AT 5:10 P. M. QUAKE FELT IN HIGH SCHOOL! Who Says Teachers are Pepless? Calamity in The Library! AN INDEPENDENT NEWSPAPER Charlie Chapman, Publisher Publisher every hour once a year at the High School Publishing House Entered at the Post Office as 13th Class Matter Methusilah, Editor DARING AND ATHLETIC ACT PER- FORMED BY MISS REES WELL KNOWN STUDENTS ARE INVOLVED The girl stood at the window, sob- bing because she could not reach “it” and at any moment it might fall those numberless feet to the side- Feb. 26 A chair in the library suffered a slight injury this after- noon. Two of our well known stu- dents attempted to occupy it at the For general information regarding the writ of Habeas Corpus address all communications to our correspon- dent at the front. Ray Ledbetter. walk and be dashed to pieces. With- out the slightest hesitation, Miss Rees stepped on a chair, gracefully climbed out the window, walked along the side wall, and picked it up. There was a breathless silence un- til she was again standing in the library. It takes “pep” and it takes athletic skill to do what Miss Rees did, even if it was only to rescue—a book. GREAT MYSTERY — JANITOR FOUND UNCONSCIOUS Students and faculty were greatly surprised recently to find the school house unheated. Upon further in- vestigation they found the janitor unconscious in the rear of the audi- torium. The mystery is not solved, but detectives believe that the sweet strains of the orchestra practice lulled him into an unconscious state. STUDENT CAUSES DISTURBANCE May 12—A false lire alarm was given yesterday. It has since been discovered that Mr. Buttedal caught a flying glimpse of Red Martin, and under a false impression sent in the alarm. same time. Unless internal injuries develop the chair is not seriously injured. PROF. REES MAKES MOST STARTLING DISCOVERY WONDER IN CIVICS CLASS Feb. 27—Our noted Prof. Rees made the remarkable discovery recently that her fourth period Civics class prepares their lessons in ten minutes. Prof. Rees gave a lengthy lecture on this subject. The students were greatly impressed. SERIOUS ROMANCE There is a rumor about that the Senior Play has been the background of a romance between Patty, the clever maid, and Jenkins, the digni- fied butler. It is reported that he waited eagerly for his lady love every evening after rehearsal. Some- one has thoughtfully provided Jen- kins and Lloyd Chandler with duel- ing pistols and the Manual Training Class, under Mr. McEachron’s direc- tion, is now making a coffin. PETRIFIED WANT ADDS WANTED—A patient, strong-mind- ed teacher for backward pupils. Ap- ply to Bud Newlin for particulars. DON’T be a dope fiend. Playle’s Wonderful Discovery cures you of all longing for tobacco overnight. TRY IT!________________________________ WANTED—The Senior Cards in on time. Just once! Miss Williamson. Situation wanted by young married man with large family; no bad hab- its; light work preferred. Walter Blokland, Phone Farmers 88 BOYS! Are you lonely? Do you want a girl? If so, your name please. Red Martin—hours one to won. If Harvey Carter will call at this office, his lost dignity will be re- turned to him. Mildred Hoyt. WANTED—The good will of the faculty. Aifred Robbins. Mdme. Tuttle, Weight Reducer.” Have you tried it? Pd. Adv. WANTED—Some free-hearted, good natured girl who will treat me right. I am lonely. Apply in person to Charles Ash. Any time. 3Jnge 64 EIir fHimir ALUMNI - 1918 Julian Ash—Employed Ash Brothers Clothing Store Ieis Bryant—Student of University of Oregon, Eugene Clyde Bunting—Employed Holt Caterpillar Tractor Co. Ruth Courtney—Working La Grande Depot Nellie Davis—Student State Normal School, Monmouth Edna Danstrom—Teaching Dewey Glaze—Employed by Railroad Co. Estelle Graybill—Employee La Grande National Bank Philip Heidenrich—Employed by Railroad Kenneth Keeney—Employed by Freight House Lena Lottis—Home Rollo Lyman—Surveyor for State of Oregon. Mary Taylor—Home at Alicel, Oregon Park Taylor—Student of Oregon Agricultural College Avis Vinache—Training at Good Samaritan Hospital, Portland Lynn Wright—Student Oregon Agricultural College Miriam Wheatley—Teaching at Elgin, Oregon Marguerite Winters—Caldwell, Idaho Eula Watkins—State Normal School, Monmouth, Oregon Gertrude Courtney—Mrs. Harold Sheffield Eva Wright—Home at Alicel, Oregon Ruby Ledbetter—Willimette University, Salem, Oregon Zela Laufland Post Graduate, La Grande High School Elmer Moon—Employed by Fir Street Meat Market George McDonald- Oregon Agricultural College, Corvallis, Oregon Eugene Moon—Oregon Agricultural College, Corvallis Imogene Orton—Teaching at Mt. Glenn Alfred Owsley—Oregon Agricultural College, Corvallis Frank Patty—O. W. R. N. Survey Ralph Root—Pleasant Valley Leal Russell—Oregon Agricultural College Howard Stoddard—Student at University of Utah Fredericka Schilke—Employed at Red Cross Drug Store {The fHintfr $Jagr C5 - jjaur GC £hc HJiinir ORDERS FRATERNAL AND UNFRATERNAL ROYAL ODDER OF STEEPLEJACKS Meets at the call of Chief Jack Joy Weagle—Chief Jack Yada Briggs—Ass’t Jack KNIGHTS OF THE IVORY BONES Gather in L. H. S. Library upon com- mand of “Dutch” Robbins (Crap Shooter) LOCAL GRAVEDIGGERS’ UNION NO. 13 Meets in O. O. F. Cemetery daily Floyd Roe Big Dig Jimmie Walker—Little Dig COLLECTIVE ORDER OF NIGHT- HAWKS Convenes nightly on High School roof “Midnight” Casey President Marcus Roesch—Vice President TRIED AND TRUE ORDER OF RAINBOW CHASERS Meets when the heart wills Thelma Nixon -Rainbow Ray Ledbetter—Chaser ROYAL ORDER OF THE POWDER PUFF Meets when the spirit wills Ruth Johnson | Harry Proctor ( Keepers of the Puff Ray L. (at the end of a history theme) Dear teacher, if you can't read tliis. you can find what I mean to say in Greene’s Short History of England. The other morning in Room 15, Aladeen and Milo were writing notes. Audmer (the monitor) “Say, cut the comedy back there.” Babe Green (interested on-looker)—“It isn’t a comedy, it’s a ro- mance.” Lorna was monitor in Room 9, until she gave it up as a bad job. Irma Stoddard—“Oh, say, Lorna, we followed you the other night, and Bud put his arm around you five times. Johnnie Henderson—“Some arm.” Florence T.—“But, Doctor, you never looked at my tongue to see if it was coated.” Doctor—“That’s all right, grass won’t grow on a race track.” Miss Rees announces the following books are now to be had in the High School Library: “Dear Hunting on Adams Avenue”—by Capt. L. Rainbow Chandler “How to be a Vamp”—by DeLoris Pierson. “The Joys of the Simple Life”—by “Midnight” Casey, M. J. B. “Women—and How to Woo Them” by Red Martin, S. O. S. “Twenty Years of Hustling” -by Bud Hinkley Newlin, B. V. I). Cabaret Life”—by Bishop L. Thompson, I). 1). Lloyd C.—“What did your father say when you told him my love for you was like a broad, gushing river?” Ruth S.—“He said, ‘Dam it.’” fJttgr e« Cljr iflimir How is the orchestra getting along?” Miss Kye—“Oh fine, all but the music.” William had a cud of gum. Which was as white as snow. And everywhere that William went. That gum was sure to go. It went with him to school one day. Which was against the rule, Prof. Hampton took the gum away— Who got it after school? Ruth S. (tearfully) “What does Lloyd use his head for, anyway? Thelma N. (consolingly)—“To keep his necktie from slipping off, to be sure.” Buttedal (in Physics)—“How was iron first discovered, Irene?” Irene—“I believe they smelt it.” “Women are just like elephants t'me; I like t’ look at ’em. but 1 wouldn’t want one,” said Theodore George the other day. It was in assembly. The orchestra had just started on the strains of “Hail Columbia”, when four dignified Senior girls rose to honor the National Anthem. Even Seniors may make mistakes! We always laugh at Hampton’s jokes No matter what they be. ’Tis not because they’re funny. But because it’s policy. Ruth Selder—“I hear they are going to turn this school into a bakery.” Harvey C.—“Why?” Ruth—“Because there are so many crums like you.” Miss Riddle—“Translate the 27th chapter, Theodore.” T. G.—“Well. I’ll tell you—I forgot to look at my Caesar for today.” Freshie—“I’ll not allow anyone to trample on me.” Senior—“Then why don’t you put up a sign. ‘Keep off the grass?”’ Song of a Senior— On my pony I ride, ride, ride. Through the class 1 slide, slide, slide. When time for exams come, I cram, cram, cram. When Dad sees my card he’ll say—,—,—. Lee Ellis—“The doctor says my illness is due to overwork.” Teacher—“Yes, 1 heard him ask to see your tongue.” $)agr 70 £l?r fWinitr Miss Riddle, (in Latin class)—“Cursu incitato”, what does that mean. Ruby? Oh, yes, you can. What does it look like?” Ruby—“Having cursed—?” Theodore had just struggled through a hard translation— Ruth J. (impulsively)—“Say, Miss Riddle, now would you translate that so it would sound better?” Harold Tall to Tommy H.—“Do you smoke. Tommy?” Tommy—“No, Mr. Hampton might he looking.” Gladys C. was looking into a candy store as Blanford S. came up. “What will you have?” he asked. “I’ll take what you take,” said she. “Well, then, let’s take a walk.” A stranger asked Marcus R.— Have you lived here all your life?” “Oh, no,” he replied, “not yet.” A Freshman was reading an article comparing the Kaiser with Nero. “Say, who was this Nero?” he asked a fellow rook. “Wasn’t he the one who was always cold?” “Naw, that was Zero.” Judge to Harry P.—“My boy, you are charged with begging.” Harry P.—“Your honor, it wasn’t my fault. I held out mv hand to see if it was raining and a lady dropped a nickel into it.” Heard in the United Store—Lady to Ted L.—“Have warm underclothing?” Ted—“Oh, yes, mam, thank you. you any nice. Miss Dinsdale to Miss Rye— My! he was a fine looking man.” Business Manager—“How many orders did you get today. Rook?” Jean Taylor—“Two in one place; one to get out and one to stay out.” A dentist’s advertisement reads: “Teeth pulled with great pains.” Young man—“Sir, I want to borrow $1,000.” Banker—“What would you do with it if you had it? Young Man—“I don’t know. That’s what 1 want to get it for— to find out.” Bright Student to Editor of Mimir “Florence, have you read Freckles?” Editor—“Surely I have.” Bright Student—“Mine are light brown. iTljc itttmtr iJayr 71 Harvey C.—‘‘How many invitations do you want, Ruth?” Ruth Schaefer—“Oh, dear!” Harvey— I suppose I should feel flattered, but somehow I can’t.” Ardis—“To what party does Lloyd belong?” Ruth Selder— I'm the party.” We have heard that Lois’s mind is like a puppy—running and leaping everywhere. At the first basket ball game of the season there was much en- thusiasm. For istance, Ethel Wade yelled “ray! ray! ray!” until she was hoarse. One hundred years ago today, It was a wilderness here. With powder and a gun, the man Went out and got the deer. But now, the thing is somewhat changed. And on a different plan; With powder on her cheeks, the dear Goes out to get the man. —Compliments of Freshmen Ardis’s father—“Ardis, it’s ten o’clock.” Ardis—“All right, Father.” Later—“Ardis, it’s getting late, it’s eleven o’clock.” The Boy- -“If you’re sleepy, Mr. Palmer, why don’t you go to sleep?” When you are a Senior, you’ve written just about all you know— so, teachers, please have patience with us for a few weeks longer. Experience is the best teacher (as we are told), for in Civics one of the members of the class recited very brilliantly on habeas corpus and bail. Jean T. (after telling Harvey how she wished her name spelled on calling cards) —“I want to change my name.” Harvey C.—“Sorry, but I am a confirmed bachelor.” “Say, you spoil the whole line with those feet. Get back into line.” “Please, sir, they’re not mine. They belong to Red Martin in the rear rank.” ' Mr. Buttedal to Phil C.—“Define nothing.” “My last month’s grade.” History teacher to Dutch Hunter—“Did you learn anything in the army?” “Yes, I learned it is easier to study history than to make it.” “I suppose you speak French like a native.” Carolyn P. “Well, I’ve got the grammar and the accent pretty well, but it’s hard to learn the gestures.” 72 tLljc iflimir Freshman: “I have a sliver in my finger.” Soph: “Been scratching your head?” Agent for school books: “This is certainly a modern cook hook in every way.” Miss Knowles: “How so?” It says: “After mixing your bread, you can watch two reels at the movies before putting it in the oven.” There are two sides to every question—the wrong side and our side. Howard Ball: “What did you say when you met the train robber face to face?” Harvey C.: “I explained that I had been interviewed by the ticket- seller, the luggage-carriers, the dining-car waiters, the porters, and bor- rowed a dollar from him.” Buttedal—“Can you name a liquid that does not freeze?” Lloyd—“Hot water.” BITS OF FRESHMAN WISDOM (Taken from their examination papers.) Woolsey saved his life by dying on the way from York to London. Bigamy is when a man tries to serve two masters. The Pyramids are a range of mountains between France and Spain. The Habeas Corpus Act was that no one should stay in prison longer than he liked. The heart is an infernal organ of the body. A circle is a line which meets its other end without ending. A buttress is the wife of a butler. A school master is called a pedigree. JJaijr 2 AiUirrtismy S rrtton Cljr fHiittir ?u -T)oucf iDiuu C. !«j- Vfljel Compantj PRESCRIPTION SPECI A LISTS ‘f � i fBuAinfiAA jot fitful J(caM LA GRANDE, OREGON WE WILL TREAT YOU so you’ll come again, and should the quality of our service not turn the trick, the quality of our products is sure to do so! ( ANDIES, SI MMER DRINKS, ICE ( REAM, ETC. PALACE CONFECTIONERY “We Make Our Own Candies and Ice Cream” •Security 31ns it ranee AiU'ttcy CHAS. H. REYNOLDS, Sec. A GENERAL INSURANCE AGENCY THAT GIVES INSURANCE WITH SERVICE CLEANING-PRESSING-REPAI RING HAT BLOCKING Work Called for and Delivered Adams Avenue Phone Red 47! U.lii' iflimir AiUirrtioiny tertian $Jagr 3 YOUNG FOLKS F you're item stepping into n £5etu WorlM YOUR THOUGHTS—YOUR CHARACTER YOUR I DIVIDUALITY -WILL PREDOMINATE! THEN, MAKE IT HAVE ITS MARK AM) RE- 31 EMBER THAT THE BEST IS NONE TOO GOOD FOR YOU! 'So-. Incorporated ££ THIS STAMP ON ANY GOODS—ON ANY WINDOW ON ANY STREET IN ANY TOWN WILL ALWAYS BRINK THE REST TO YOL AT PRICES WHICH YOU CAN ALWAYS AFFORD TO PAY. I THE J. C. PENNEY COMPANY ftlaiir AiUtrrtiohm rrtiott SI|f iWimir The Up-to-Date Finishing Department for All Kinds of Picture Work Bring your Exposed Films to us and be sure of Best Results. Red Cross Drug Store Gallowav-ReesCo, DEALERS INTERNATIONAL TRUCKS HUDSON AND ESSEX CARS GREASES, OILS AND GASOLINE 1312-14 Jefferson Avenue La Grande, Oregon m ai jcko: A Gentleman’s Resort Where You’ll be Treated as Such Ijoutuui (Sallrry . nft Urhtks - 2CtmrIj f IE CLUJ® R) West-Jacobson Building F. E. Ware, Prop. F. L. THE PLACE TO BUY YOUR FISHING TACKLE, RIFLES and AMMUNITION Ilir iiitnttr AiUirrtiatmx inertia n yaiu 5 f THEATK E Perfect Ventilation 4 La Grande's Exclusive Photoplay House. Quality Pictures Only, showing the Foremost Stars of the f Stage and Screen 4 J. G. Snodgrass Two Phonos Both Main 43 j SILVERTHORN’S Jfcimtly Until Store ( (Lite place foe i5 'utta Waters ! 1 WE RECOMMEND tock GOO D S housewives t To the future n. i.-.t of the nation [the young i ladies now attending High } School.] 4 i . 7' i j La Grande Grocery Co. J JJciiU' G Aiturrttahtg drrtion fflimir •; c � ooc h ooch :h: m ch c h: och:'C‘OC ooooo c c c o : '00c«: c o--- KIRSCHBAUM CL()THES ALI, WOOL (100 per cent) AXI) NO COMI’liOllIKK GLAD TO SHOW—COME IN ASK TO SEE THE KIRSCHBAUM BLUE SERGES $15.00 $17.50 $20.00 $22.50 $25.00 Mill's Department Store § —QUALITY AX I) SERVICE— « 0 •: ooch o oooo oooooooooooo ch ch oooooo h:)Oooock ooooo :)Och: v V : x v i V t : X : : : : s. x JB. ®. Hamilton's Clarare WE HAVE THE CARS THAT FIT THE POCKET ROOK Oakland Sensible Six - - $1275.00 Nash Six.................. 1720.00 Nash, Sport Model - 1825.00 Stutz......................3150.00 Cadillac Eight ----- 3675.00 Above Prices F. 0. B. La Grande | Also Nash and Republic Trucks i V X V : s. iHtutir Adurrtteing grrtiun Pain 7 The Ml MIR is the High School Paper ami HI KX IK'S is the JEWELRY STORE patronized by the Stu- dents. Like Postum, “There’s a Reason.” Ask Paw- he knows! S. fjBitnic - Optician LA GRANDE, OREGON ASH BROTHERS CLOTHIERS ANI) FURNISHERS . 1«, '4S “The Store That Keeps Faith With the People” The Sawyer-Holmes Mere. Co. Main 17 -Union County 581 Wholesale and Retail Fuel, Hay, Grain Flour, Pro- duce, Lime, Plaster and (Vnient Ruildini? Material Corner Jefferson Avenue and Greenwood Street A ) City drotrry ry THE HOME OF FANCY GROCERIES! Phone Main 75 Mrs. E. Polark. Prop. Adurrtiaitig prtimt TIir fWimir i t i t t i ©BEMi SPECIAL ATTENTION GIVEN EACH CUSTOMER Opposite Sommer Hotel Phone Main 77 fa (Sran e ( { Rational Bank i ! f 0 ; t i!Ut OlntniU (Oregon ) Capital $200,000. 00 Surplus $40.000.00 Designated Depository of United States Government (61iartereii in 1«XX7 SOUND, RELIABLE and PROGRESSIVE For j Furniture $ r rNuf Sed ” f LA GRANDE’S EXCLUSIVE li hue I—---------- WE FIT YOUR FEET i No. 6 Depot Street i | iVo. o ue[ J iL . Jfrcndt §'lioc J $ (Company j Cbr i-Himtr IJaeir 9 : : Y Y £ Y Y Y : : Y :4 : s Y ! t t I THE QUALITY STORE The mere statement that your money buys the most here would be of little consequence were it not for the accompanying fact that all merchandise we sell is of strictly dependable quality, which can be relied upon for utmost service and satisfaction. YYrhen we say your money goes farthest here we mean that it’s expenditure will result in the greatest amount of service, of satisfaction and of value. N. K. WEST CO. Merchandise of Merit I i : : cx oocxxxxx ckx oockh cxxxm cxxxxx xxxxxh:x cx cxxxxxxxxxh o W INTON YE LIE lUeCranr Auto Co- re pairing OVERHAULING HAYNES Yelie TRUCKS x oooocxH ocxH o o XH o CK H oo;o; ox xxxxk o ocx oooocx och: 000=0 JJnur 10 Adttrrtising S'crttnn tThr fflinur COCm C 'Ch Ch Ch 00 m 00 )OhD k: vCmD h oOOC 'OOCh OC ' OC‘OCh -. 8 THE 'PLACE TO GO TO I 8 SEE A GOOD SHOW: £ Arcade a nd Star ••• THE BEST IN Pictures Vaudeville Music w Projection 8 � .;.oc ooch ch oooo=ch oooo= ooc ooc kh oooooooooooooooc. Tlu’ fflimir Afturrttaiug g rrtimi IJnm 11 Ladies’ and Men’s Suits Made to Fit Phone Main 72 Qltje Warfcrohe Wood Berry, Proprietor DRY CLEAXIXG, PRESSING AM) REPAIRING Richey Building La Grande, Oregon READY CASH! A Savings Account in this Bank is a Safe Invest- ment. It pays you 4 per cent compound interest and is ready cash at any time. Get the habit. Start a Savings Account today! The United States National Hank Eyes and Classes THAT WORK IX HARMON Y WILL SA E M A A PHYSICIANS BILL. WE SUPPLY GLASSES TH AT 1)0 TH KIR WORK PERFECTLY. PEARE SON-Jewelers Optometrists W WE BELIEVE IN FIRST-CLASS QUALITY AND SERVICE GRANDE RONDE MEAT CO. m IJagr 12 Afturrtieiug drrtion d|p fttiiuir |Jattiscm Brotliers Staple anft Jfann? (f r scenes! The Home of Harrington Hall Coffee QUALITY FURN ITU RE at the Right Prices WHEN YOU ARE READY TO FURNISH THAT NEW HOME KEEP US IN MIND W. H. Bohnenkamp Company GRAFONOLAS—COLUMBIA—RECORDS FOR your Soldier Hoy in camp or at the front; for your Sailor Lad patrolling the high seas. From VOC to HIM to make his heart light and to help keep tight the home ties—VOI R PHOTOGRAPH! _____________RITTER THE PHOTOGRAPHER Wilson 2£ros. (Tailors dUeatuttjj, prrssmp, Hat Ulotkimi ew Foley Kuilding La Grande, Oregon (Elti' fHintir $?agr 13 I STUDE BAKER SSSS | STUDE BAKER s!™ . S2300.00 I 1895.00 I sporting (gnofts 1203 Adams .1. Van Buren WHITE grocery v V I III ■ 305 FIR STREET RHONE M. 42 We buy the best goods the market affords, and sell them to our customers at the lowest possible price consistent with the quality of the goods. Fair Dealing Prompt Service—Good Goods That is Our .Motto. If you are pleased we would be glad to have you tell others; if not, don’t hesitate to tell us. JJnnr 14 Afturrtiamg tertian tTIjr ffttmir OUR FOUNTAIN SERVICE IS SURE TO PLEASE YOU! PUTMAN’S DRUG STORK Thr Q iCCjJL!L Storm ROOD WORK 1� HO MIT SEKVICK Standard Laundry Company Up-to-Rate Equipment in All Departments Phone Main 5() La Grande, Ore. UR'stock of Books, Stationery, Magazines, Of- fice Supplies and Novelties is the most complete in this part of the state. Make our place of busi- ness your stopping place and let us entertain you with music on the Victrola or Edison. Newlin Book and Stationery Company El|p fHImir ILujU' 15 v For TAXI v v aj V : v v V 2. KIHTLEY LADIES READY-TO-WEAR AND MILLINERY THE MODEL RESTAURANT Under Same Management for 1( Years J. A. AKBUCKLE, Proprietor f T. H. Crawford Rob’t. S. Eakin CRAWFORD EAKIN ATTORNEYS AT LAW The West-Jacobson Building Geo T. Cochran C. R. Eberhard COCHRAN EBERHARD ? ATTORNEYS AT LAW f Rooms 14-15-16-17 A La Grande National Bank Bldg, j II. E. DIXON, LAWYER Attorney State Land Board Union County Folev Bldg. La Grande, Ore. We printed this Annual, and invite its J comparison with any ever issued in Union County, 1918 in particular. La Grande Printing Company