Lompoc High School - La Purisima Yearbook (Lompoc, CA)

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THE SENIOR CLASS WILL We, the class of '23 of L. U. H. S., Santa Barbara County, California, being of sound and disposing mind and memory, publish and declare this, our last will and testament, as follows: I, Irma Susan Learned, do hereby will my dignity and decorum in the study hall to Olga Larsen. I, Vera Winebrenner, do will my studious disposition to Lea Palmer. I, Beatrice Stillman, hereby will my ability to find out the past of newcomers in Lompoc to Bud Hawkins. I, Christina Skaarup, do will my ability to comfort broken hearts to Dorothy Ashe. q I, Margaret Truax, do hereby give to Irene Lewis the right of choosing a more suitable gym partner than I was. I, Lysle DeNier Hawkins, do hereby will my beauty of face and figure to Francis Clifford. I, Audrey Isom, do bequeath my departing footsteps to Irene Lewis, which I trust she will take care of, as she may need them next year. I, William Negus, do bequeath my timidity and a stick of chewing gum to Miss Bowen, as I know she has long desired both from me. I, Evelyn Arkley, do hereby will my perfectly good and unused advice to Ethel Upton. ' I, Elton Nicoles, hereby entrust to the care and devotion of Billy Fratis, Lothele Miller. I, Frederick Marshall, do will my dizziness to Cedric Huyck. I, Neva Winn, do will my love for short hand to George Spanne. I, Leta Easter, will my knowledge of Shelly to Hal Stater. In Witness VVhereof, we have set our hand and seal this fifteenth day of June, in the year of Our Lord, One Thousand Nine Hundred and Twenty-Three. CSignedj Class of 1923. Lompoc Union High School. F LIP-FLAP SPRING I I Four little flappers, Quite Blase and freeg One let her bob grow out, Then there were three. II Three little flappers Doing all there was to dog One got her eyebrows back, Then there were two. III Two little flappers, Having lots of fung One let her skirts way down, And then there was just one. IV One little flapper, Flapping all aloneg She lost her rouge pot, And now there are none. -L. P. M. 'Ql- A dash of rain, A flash of sung Across the sky The white clouds run. II The day's a maid Of many moods, A Springtime gypsy Among the woods. III With here a whirl Of sparkling dance, And there a tear Beneath her glance. IV For Spring's a nmid Of many moods, A wond'ring gypsy Among the woods! Lothele Miller, '24-

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CLASS OF NINETEEN TWENTY-THREE. William Negus Evelyn Arkley lrme Learned Frederick Mereleell e Beatrice Stillman Neva Wine 9

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