Marcellus High School - Wildcats Yearbook (Marcellus, MI)

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Of course Florence Campbell, Margaret Streeter, and Jane Myers got together and started making plans for going roller skating. They left for Three Rivers with Donna Mumford, famous basketball star, who had to leave in time to play in the game that evening. So the reunion broke up on that happy note and we resolved to do it again soon. --Margaret Streeter ilfvkvkbk CLASS WILL We, the Class of 1944, of the Marcellus High school. County of Cass, and State of Michigan being of sound l?J mind and memory do hereby, herewith, and hence- forth declare and establish this to be our last will and testament, in manner following: Firstly: To the Juniors we leave our sunny dis- positions: May M. H. S. ever be merry. Secondly: To the Sophomores we bequeath all in the way of our extraordinary intelli- gence which we, as Seniors, were sup- posed to have assimilated in our classes. Thirdly: We leave the fate of all late students with our janitor and friend, Mr. Mohney. May he hold the bell for them as he did for us. Fourthlyg To the Freshman we bequeath our never-fail, get-sick-quick schemes. Fifthly: To the 8th grade we will all the rest of our possessions, tangible and intangible, both real and personal, not hereinbefore disposed of. Individually we wish to bequeath the following: I, Bill Bainbridge, leave my curly hair to Don Powell. I, Regina Bent, leave my giggles to Janette Robinson. 1, Florence Campbell leave my roller skating ability to Ruth Robinson. Good luck, Ruth. I, Ellamae Hibbard, leave my seat in King's Row to Albert Lillie. I, Ivan Quinn, leave my red hair to Marjorie Smith. I, Geraldine Bent, leave my weight to Clarice Pound. I, Donna Mumford, leave my blushes to Mollie Parker. I. Lola Haas, leave Johnny H. to the highest bidder. I, Ruth Murphy, leave my optimism to Olive Burlew.

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was doing. Fred Knapp owns a big dairy farm. I'd tell you about his personal life if I dared, but he's a little touchy on that subject. Lola Haas for should I say Hering?J didn't have much time to talk. Her twins kept her busy, as they were constantly in mischief. I was quite surprised to see a salesman who kept moving around through the group. I didn't think they'd go to such extremes as going to reunions to sell their novelties but then I recognized him. It was Malcolm Hirshey. He was determined that no one should leave without a pair of his artificial eyelashes. As far as I know, no one did. We had an excellent dinner. Everything looked very good except for the soft pies that had been punctured in many places by the thumbs of the twins. The girls decided to take it easy after dinner, so, of course, they let Ken Reish clean up. He is janitor of the school now so that was right along his line of work. Just as dinner was over a big c.ar came up and Ella- mae Hibb-ard jumped out. She's a teacher in Kentucky, and what do you think? She teaches students how to outwit teachers. Now how would she know about that? Virginia Pfost, proprietress of a large New York bookshop, introduced our after-dinner speaker, the renowned William Ernest Bainbridge. Remembering how he hated to give reports in Economics class, I was quite surprised to find that he was making after-dinner speeches all over the country. After dinner we had some entertainment furnished, of course, by some of the class members. Madame Regina Bentina and her sister, Geraldina Bentina, entertained us with some of their famous tight-rope walking on a rope stretched between two trees. Richard Ivens and his Solid Senders really gave out with some HOT music. Myrtle Knapp, blues singer at the Stork Club, sang for us, too. Well, well, what do you know? Eleanore Mattke finally hooked a man: that local guy, Irwin Mang. She brought him along, but left the rest of the family at home. Marilyn Waltz called me over where she was be- cause she said that Snookie couldn't be disturbed. I saw in her arms what appeared to be a soft white rug but on closer examination it proved to be an angora goat. She was feeding 'it with a bottle and making crooning noises to it. Jack Bair kept looking longingly at the goat but he didn't say anything.

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I, Warren Bowlby, leave my gift of gab to Rosemary Hice. I, Eleanore Mattke, leave my jitterbuggin-g to Richard Reigle. I, Betty Dolphin, leave my flirty ways to Verla Smith. I, Jack Bair, leave my mustache to June Bent. I, Lucille Castle, leave my demure ways to Jack Col- born. 'S I Myrtle Kn.app, leave my cheerleading ability to Frances Mattke. I. Marilyn Waltz, leave my hair do's to Betty Beadle. I, Margaret Streeter, leave my nickname, Mugs, to Mary Atherton. I, Harold Ritter, leave my dignity to Varetta Copen- haver. I. Mary Weiandt, leave my sweet disposition to Weslee Clemen-s. I, Malcolm Hirshey, leave my position as genius of the American Lit. class to whoever needs it. Richard Ivens, leave my cheerful smile to Doris Lewis. , Irene Reiff, leave my amazing vitality to Barbara Fuller. I Lorraine Myers, leave my Spanish translations to Bob Powers. . I. Fred Knapp, leave my Senior play fits to Abigail Schurtz. 1, Virginia Pfost leave my ability to get along with the teachers to Russell Wilson. Mildred Hartman, leave my dimples to Jack Abrams. Kenneth Reish, leave my quiet ways to Skinny Bainbridge. I. I I. I, To this document we herewith attach our seal, at the stroke of twelve 1123, on this the twenty-fifth day of May, in the year of our Lord, One Thousand Nine Hun- dred and Forty-four. We do also hereby appoint our school Wildcat as our chief executor and witness. --Eleanore Mattke