Morley Consolidated High School - Tigers Yearbook (Morley, IA)

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Class Will QContlnuedj Ruth Eloise wills her purse to Minnie so the boys can continue to empty its contents on the floor every other day. Dick wills his wonderful physique to Billy. To jack, Kenneth wills a new record of Down By The Railroad Tracks to replace the old one. To the cooks, the Senior Class wills some of the ham left over from the Class Play. ' The Senior Class wills a Model T Ford to Arlo so he won't have to walk to town on the nights of the Glrl Scout meetings. Ruth Eloise wills her piano playing to Wayne. Dick leaves his ability to twist keys off in the locks to Mr. Gilmore. Last but not least, the Senior Class wills all the old gum under the desks to the junior Class in case there is a gum shortage next year. Those things we do give and devise to the above mentioned, to have and to hold here and hereafter. Should any heir to this will, in any way, shape or form, make himself unworthy of the benefits to be derived from it, he shall carry the curse of a big splotch for the rest of his normal life. Thus, do we complete our last will and testament. Unchanged it shall remain to be closely and fiercely guarded by Miss Mille:-'s enormous watch dog, Tr lxie. PROPHECY OF THE SENIOR CLASS OF '11-7 I was sitting at my desk thinking of what I was going to write for the prophecy. l was weary so I laid my head down on my desk and very soon I was asleep. I don't know how long I slept, but when I awoke my troubles were over because I had been drearnlng. All l had to do now was to write the drea.m on paper, and I would have the prophecy of the class. The drearn was as follows: lt seems that l was farming three hundred acres of land and working hard. This doesn't sound much like me, but I'll continue, anyhow, I had purchased the new Chevrolet of my dreaxna, and was going for a short tip to Chicago to see a big League Baseball garne. About hal! way there, a sign lixrked in front of me which said, Go to RUCHOTZKE COLLEXI E, THE COLLEGE WHICH CAN TAKE ANY DUNIB- BELL AND MAKE A WIZARD OF HIM. This naxne Ruchotzke, seerned as if I had heard that name somewhere befor e, Oh yes, that was the chap that was going with Ruth Eloise Tenley back inthe school days of '47, Idecided to see lf this was the same fellow. After I had inquired and found his house. I rang the bell. A beautiful, hut very fat lady, Qsne must have weighed two hundred pounds or mor el answered the door. I had just started to ask if Mr. Ruchotzke was in and she in- terrupted with saying, Well if it isn't Kenneth McConaughy, my old school mate of

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Class History fC0nti!1uedj school together twelve years ago. Our teachers this year have been Miss Miller, Mrs. Dunlap, Mr. Brennan, and Mrs. Shumaker. Our activities this year included the Carnival, participation in the junior Class Play, The Real McCoy , Magazine Campaigns, Basketball, and the Senior Class Play, Brides To Burn . We are still looking Ioreward, perhaps with anticipation and a few regrets, to 4 baccalaureate, the junior-Senior Banquet, and the grand clirnask of the past twelve years, commencement. Soon we, Kenneth McConaughy, Richard Switzer, ' and Ruth Eloise Tenley, Seniors of '47, will hid a fond farewell to our dear old Alma Mater, teachers, and school-mates. CLASS WILL The last will and testament of the Senior Class of the Morley Consolidated School of the .town of Morley, County of jones, the state of Iowa, made and published this day of May, in the year ofour Lord, one thousand nine hundred and forty seven. We the class of 194-7, having come to au end of a long life and undisturbed state of mind in accordance with the laws of this state, do hereby give and be- queath all of our worldly goods and possessions as seemeth wise and fitting in our judgment. Ruth Eloise wills her ability to pronounce and spell Ruchotzke to jean Achenbach. To Gayland, Dick wills his quietness. Kenneth wills his ability to drive a car with one hand to Howard, or does he already know how, Burr ? The Senior Class wills to Dorothy a new pair of shoes in case she has to walk home some night. Ruth Eloise wills to jean Selfken her job of taking up hot lunch money and hopes Jean makes as much as she did. To Byrdena, Dick wills some Evening in Paris Perfume to replace the bottle of Gardenia. Kenneth wills his ability to play the part of a Negro Mammy to Kenneth Austin in case there is a pillow shortage. Dick leaves his accuracy ln eraser throwing to Marvin. To Joyce, Ruth Eloise hequeaths her position of forward on the basketball tearn so she won't have to play guard next year. Kenneth wills his typing ability to Lester. The Senior Class presents twenty five cents with their compliments to Wanda so she can get her hair cut. Kenneth wills and bequeaths a can of paint to Betty Hansen so she can paint signs, Front and Bark on their new Studahaker. Y ,

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Prophecy of the Senior Class of '47 fContinuedj '4-7, Ithcn realized to whom I was talking, yes, it was Ruth Eloise. No wonder I hadn't recognized her. No doubt you are wondering about this name. Well, she had married. him, but she was the success and he was the man of two words, Yes dear. After bidding them goodbye, I went to Chicago to see the game. I had pur- chased my ticket and found my seat, when the game started. When the one team went out on the field and the pitcher stepped on the mound, I recognized who he was It was my other schoolmate at Morley in '47, Dick Switzer. After the game I went to see him and congratulated him on his pitching. He pitched just as he did in '47, Yes he pitched a losing game, but I congratulated him, anyhow. He was very gald to see me and to hear about Ruth Eloise. He told me his story of how he got into the Big Leagues and how he was progressing. I asked him if he had married. He said: Yes, I married a year ago and have two children, a boy and a girl. This made me think, how could that be, two children in one year. Twins, he said. It runs in my wife'u family . Then it came to me that he went with one of the Achenbach twins, Joyce, Ibelleve. I asked him whom he married. He said, Well, here she comes . When I turned, I expected to see Joyce, but to my surprise, it was her twin, jean Achenbach. After I got over my sur- prise, they invited me to their home, but I told them I had to leave for home. At this point 1 awoke and found my-self back at my desk, still in the Senior Class of '4-7. Well, this is my story. You can believe it or not.