Laurel High School - Laurels Yearbook (Laurel, MT)

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CLASS PROPHECY Class 1934-35 Prophecy Be it good or be it bad, let us all see what the leaves in our teacups say. Shall we retire to the Garden of the Future, ami let Madame Bernine Marie Dougallette see what the future holds for us. Madame Bernine Marie Dougallette-----------. Young folks—you have asked for it: drink your tea, turn over your cups and I shall proceed to read from them, the points in your life when the greatest honor shall present itself. Geneva Bailey—What is this? Clouds—dancing. You are to be the creator of the new Cloud Dance. Monsieur Bartholf—What—hip, hip—no,—beat—beat— hut it is not your drums this time! You are a Chief of Police at the North Pole. Ah. Madamoiselle Borg—Is this a bird I see? No, a chicker.—a group of coops. This means you are to be a successful poultry raiser and own a large farm. And Monsieur Brohaugh—I see you as the owner of the largest brewery since the Billings Brewery. Damoiselle Budge—This looks like a wind storm! No. its you singing. To take the place of “Blues Singing, and Torch singing.” yon have discovered the new “Wind” song. Do s this scell Gigolo.” or am I mistaken? No Monsieur Carter, it looks as if you were destined to be a gigolo to some wealthy widow in Gay Pareo. But I dare gay you arc having one good time! A rocking chair—Madamoislle Conrad! Dees thi; mean you are to retain your conservative ar.d quiet ways and live in silence? Yes, she’ll not give out any of In r advis no matter how much it is needed! Well, this seems t In something different. Marjorie Crow silting—where is this It upnears to be an ice-berg. There is pen and paper in her hand: are you still revising the old class song. Marjorie? David Evert—A huge building looms up in your cup —Stanford university. You an : very important man thcr —head of the Floor Mappers Department. Madamoiselle Hageter—this looks ns if you were being awarded a loving-cup. Yes, a loving-cup for having th largest family in the United States. Ar.d what is this in your cup, Madison Hartley? You, undoubtedly, untangling from the new Asiatic” dance — and too! a star for your partner—Mitzi Green. Madamoiselle Hartley—a seamstress! She is sewing a button on her eighteenth husband’s punts. Oh, Mon Dieu—This is good! Monsieur Hecbner you are to be coach on the famous All-Star Farris team—at Silesia college, Silesia, Mont. Gladys Johnson—Your tea leaves are yellow! This mi ans you art? to Is a gold minor. You are making geld out of the sands of Death Valley under the direction of M. Frances Schofield. Dorothy Kraus—Islands; Fiji islands—waves. You are a beauty operator on the Fiji islands! Ida LaPrath—ah, a great radio addresser. Your speciality is giving talks of etiquette to the young folks. Madamoiselle Leppink—Date exchange—no. operator of matrimonial bureau and Port of Lonely Hearts. Monsieur MacDonald—What, Clark Gable turning over his job to you? Carry on, James. President McGuire—Can it be a throne? I see a crown, yes. political advis r for the King of Abyssinia, ar.d you in a chair by his side— ou Madamoiselle McManus—Sky-scrapers in your cup? No, cat houses! She’s constructing cat houses fro her knowledge gotten in mechanical drawing in high school. Ice and snow! Monsieur Penning r. you are behind a dog-team in Alaska. A prospector ir. the far North! Hackert Phillips—You are a very reliable fol’o'.v, ovidcntally. 1 see you are the Boy Scout leader with a private office in Washington. I). C. Otto Preikszas—There is a singer in your cup too. This is a Metropolitan Opero House, md you are featured as Iuiwrence Tibbett,. the second. Wilbur Sullivan—I see Cupid in your cup. perching (Continued on next page.) -

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Section XVIII—To Sadie Leichtman, Ida LaPrath’s «ift of gab and linguistic power . Section XVIII—To John L. go Wilbur's blue notes— to keep them in the family, Will says. Section XIX—Pauline Zimmerman leaves her boy friends very sorry. Section XX—Otto Preikszas leaves memories of a badly mutilated name. Section XXI—Pat McGuire's debating powers are left to Clair Breckenridge. Section XXII—Gertrude Stranding draws Dot Kraus’ duties as librarian, and she leaves to the highest bidder her sunny disposition. Section XXIII—Harry Per.ninger wishes to dispose of hi« farmer’s characteristics. Lowest bidder gets them. Scotch tendencies to the well-known school spendthrift. Section XXV—Bemie McDougall leaves her executive ability to Ralph Bailey. Section XXVI—Rosemary Leppink. the “Wench of the Bench, leaves her tactics to Leona Willis in the hope that Leona will learn how. Section XXVII—Lucille Van Doran wills her ability to study to Glen Wheeler. Section XXVIII—Luella McManus gives her brown hair to Glenn Fly. Section XXIX—To anyone who wants it, Hubert Walton wills his ambition. ARTICLE III Section I—The tide is ebbing and we have but a few moments left to stay, so before this school year dies we’ll add a few last minute requisitions—that Mrs. Knaack and Miss Hazlitt keep alive in their hearts the thanks which we now bestow upon them for the hardships and the pleasures they have seen us through, also for the school betterments which they have sponsored, the effects of which will be left on students of I aural High for years. Because we find no one willing to have the blood of this missive on his hands we must needs do without an executor. IN WITNESS WHEREOF, we. the Senior class of nineteen hundred and thirty-five hereby set our hands and v 4 • • 11 HARRY PEWITT. HACKERT PHILLIPS.

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(Continued from preceding page.) above you and listening intently as you give him a bit of advice. You are the most famous of love exports! Jamie Thayer—This must be Monto Carlo. Yes, a senior of 36 turns up in Monte Carlo and shows the inhabitants how to play a straight game of cards. Lucille Van Doren—You are an aviatrix for the Pan-American airlines, and you get to make a trip to the Philippines every month. Hubert Walton—Well, this looks like you were going to be a Man of Affairs. Big business! Slanager of the Red Lodge Chromium Company! Charles Wiggins—Fate isn’t too good to you, I see. You are to be branded as Public Enemy, No. 11. Why? Just a heart-breaker of women, I guess. Last, but not least—Madamoiselie Zimmerman. You are greeting people—patrons of your famous “Paul Zim night club in Chicago. Ah. wait a minute folks! Madame Bemine Marie Dougaliette can’t get away so easily. I shall now’ proceed to read your cup. Ah. I see you’ll continue your fortune-telling career. There’ll be no more Gypsy fortune-tellers in the country because you’ll run them out of business.