Montello High School - Granite Hilltopper Yearbook (Montello, WI)

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First Row: Dole Doniels, Desire Hordell, Morgoret Metcalf, Edword Mittlesteodt, Loretta Neck, Audrey Zostrow, Eleanor Geske, Gertrude Otto, Norman Welke. Second Row: Miss Scobie. Ethel Schmidt, Rose Marie Metz, Robert French, Normo Metcolf, John Draeger, Donald Bornick. LIBRARY CLUB DEAR DIARY: I had the shock of a lifetime today when I entered the library. You'd never know the place since those organized Librarians have taken it over. They are feared by most of the student body (of course, not all) because of their strictness and conscientious overseeing. They will not, at any time, allow more than six persons in the library at once, and the way they handle the check- ing in and out of books is remarkable. One thing I must say about them is that wonders have been accomplished with some of those old books. They ond their adviser, Miss Scobie, have worked long and hard at reconditioning them. I stayed long enough to leaf through some of the new books, and I discovered some of the cutest little bookmorks, which were also made by the club. Another of their activities was the pep stunt which featured Bob French pushing the club baby, Eddie Mittlesteadt, in a buggy. The implication was clear, thouqh, as we played Pardee- ville that night. Audrey Zostrow, Elnore Geske, and Loretta Neck seem to be the main spokes in this libra- ry wheel, as they were elected president, vice president, and secretary and treasurer, respectively. By dint of close checking on student borrowers, the club finances were so swollen that they re- lieved the pressure by buying a new table, file stand, and bulletin board. It's really a pleasure and a privilege to be allowed in the library now. ( Poge Fifteen

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First Row: Margaret Alice French, Betty Giencke, Rosalie Hintz, Arvillo Eichsteadt, Betty Ann Cortwright, Betty Lou Robinson, Agnes Nickoloi. Second Row: Marie Collins, Marie Kurkoske, Morion Zierke, Blodwyn Grahn, Ruth Stein, Mory Murray, Morion Ransom, Miss Neperud. Third Row: Loretto Neck, Florence Bell, Desire Hordell, Lillian Bell, Audrey Zastrow, Meryl Ritchie, Lucille Vauahn. GIRL S' CHORUS DEAR DIARY: It never fails to happen. Everytime I go to a Girls' Chorus party, I come home feeling like a stuffed toad, having stowed away enough food to feed an army. There were loads of sand- wiches, baked beans, pickles, jello, and cake; with pop to wash it down. With all of the talk about food, I nearly forgot to mention the purpose of this great splurge. It was the initiation party for the new members at which we gave them a welcome into the Chorus such as they won't forget for a while. I'll always remember the way some of those new members dramatized their assigned songs. Under the leadership of our director, Miss Neperud, we made our debut to society on November 1 1, at the all-city Armistice program in the City Hall. We also contributed to the festivity of the Christmas holidays both ot the Community Tree, and also at the assembly progrom in school. As long as there were officers for every other Hilltop group, we thought it no more than right that we also elect a few. And it happened that the Leaders of the Warblers for this year became Presi- dent, Betty Ann Cartwright; Vice President, Marie Collins; Secretary, Desire Hardell; and Treas- urer, Meryl Ritchie. While most of our efforts were along the line of three-port octaves, for the last few Tuesdays (we meet every Tuesday), we have been yodeling on some popular pieces. Of course, none of us com- plained about that becouse we always hove been a little inclined toward that sort of thing. 3 Poge Fourteen |

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First Row: Claire Robinson, Rosolie Hintz, Mory Murroy, Morion Ronsom. Chorlotte Horring, Agnes Nickolai, Betty Lou Robinson, Margaret Alice French, Cloude Herrick. Second Row: Elnore Zostrow—Drum Mojor, Dovid McNomoro, Betty Ann Cartwright. Agnes Pufohl, Morion North, Esther Wegner, Arvillo Eichsteodt, Bert Burlingame, Wolloce Wegenke, Mr. Hanson- Director. Third Row Arthur Gruhlke, Lucille Voughn, Meryl Ritchie, Mertice Johnston, Leslie Hull, Milton Schwartz, Willus Mittlesteodt, Douglos Ritchie. Fourth Row: Melvin Crown, Alden Eichsteodt, Jock Robinson, John Buchen, Vincent Metcalf, Herbert Holl- monn, Sidney Horring, James Buchen, Chorles Goodnoture. BAND DEAR DIARY: October 11, 1939 Today, dear diary, I experienced whot I believe to be, the greatest thrill of my high school year. I wos asked to join the band! The Montello High School Band! You know, dear diary, how hard I have worked for the doy, taking private lessons, practising on hour a day, and ploying in the Beginners Bond, but when Mr. Honson, osked me to come down to the gym for regular reheorsal, well, you can't imagine how I felt. At 11:15 I followed the other forty-one musical students down. The choirs and music racks hod been set on the stags and I took my place- the last chair in the row I couldn t ploy the pieces but I held my horn to my lips ond made believe. That day election of officers was held. I didn t know who to vote for, so I just put down the drummers. Those who were elected were: President, Jack Robinson; Vice Presi- dent, Betty Ann Cartwright; Secretary, Chorlotte Horring. (Guess my vote didn't count). Well, that's oil for tonight, diary. I've got to proctise until I beat thot smart Sophomore out of his chair. DEAR DIARY: November II, 1939 We ployed at the All-City Armistice Program today at the City Hall. We sounded good too, considering the foct we hod to morch from school in sub-zero weather ond the near tardiness of the drum mojor. Do you know, old diary, thot I can now march without yelling, Left, right, left, right. So I play insteod. DEAR DIARY: December 20, 1939 We mode our debut for the year tonight ot the Christmos-tide concert in the gym. Despite the pre-holiday rush, a large crowd of musicolly-mir.ded towns-people attended. Roll out the Barrel was the hit tune. The Westfield gome is get- ting closer, so I'll just say my prayers and go to bed. DEAR DIARY: April 19. 1940 Oh, diary. I'm so-o-o-o tired! Whot a doy! In the first ploce it was such a relief to get out of school for one whole doy, no dosses to think about, only to journey with the old gong up to Stevens Point for the Music Festivol. I knew before I went that I shouldn't wear those brand new white shoes; but they looked so nice. Am I sorry now! After marching around the world twice, I've enough blisters on my feet to qualify as a jitterbug. The concert went over swell though, consider- ing that the time of our playing wos so soon after dinner.