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

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CLASS WILL OF THE CLASS OF '48-'49 The Last Will and Testament of the Class of '49 of Morley Consolidated School, county of Jones, state of Iowa, do this nine- teenth day of May, in the year of our Lord, one-thousand , nine- hundred forty-nine, we hereby bequeath and dispose of our unworld- ly goods in the following manner: To Byrdena the Senior Class wills a carton of bubble gum so she can be kept amazed during a basketball game. Claire wills his trusty and useful jack-knife to Jack to carve all tin cocoa cans, etc. To Betty Hansen, Jean wills her promptness of always getting home early. Joyce wills her report card grades to Wanda and wishes her success. N Paul wills his quietness to Bill Jackson and hopes he stays out of as much trouble as he did. I-Iow about it Paul? To Arlo, Gayland wills his ability of playing a maids part in plays and hopes he doesn't forget he's playing a woman's part. Marvin wills his serious manner to Leonard Austin. To Miss Miller the class wills a carton of rulers to replace the ones broken in Biology Class.. To Mr. Greenawald the class wills a fourteen hour school day instead of seven so he'll have plenty of time for basketball practice. To Mr. Whaley the class wills a new pillow to replace the one which was worn out when used as a football. These things we do give and devise to the above mentioned to have and to hold here and hereafter. Unchanged this will shall remain, to be closely guarded by Mr. Greenawald's dog BUZZ. CLASS HISTORY OF 1949 In 1937 a class of ten pupils entered this school preparing for the long task ahead of them, the class consisted of Marvin Tallman, Melvin Yeater, Billy Bennett, Jo Anne Jackson, Byrdena Pye, Dale Filloon, Lewis Hughes, Henery Pillard, Jack Switzer, and John Butchi. We all fortunately finished the year and were all promoted to the second grade. In the second we got four new pupils Arlo Van Antwerp, Mary Jane Waddle, Kenneth Guehl, and Violet Morelock. This with the loss of John Butchi. Jo Anne Jackson, and Dale Filloon, made a total of eleven. The teacher these two years was Miss Marjorie McCray. Going into the third grade there was a drop in our class number, from eleven to six those that moved were Billy Bennett, Lewis Hughes, Arlo Van Antwerp, Henry Pillard, and Violet Morelock, two were left behind Jack Switzer and Byrdena Pye, but we did gain two new pupils Addie Klinefelter, and David Lacy, the teacher that year was Miss Lucille McMillin. Entering the fourth grade, and finding a new teacher, Miss Arleta. Smith, we lost one pupil that was Mary Jane Waddle which reduced our number to five, we all passed that year successfully and were promoted to the fifth grade where we lost Marvin Tallman from 1941 to 1945 none of our present class attended. In the ninth grade a whole new class entered Morley. They were: Joyce Achenbach, Jean Achenbach, and Gayland Ricklefs. The teachers 12

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that year were Mr. Blanchard, Mrs. Dunlap, and Miss Miller. ln our sophomore year we gained a boy who started to school here, Marvin Tallman, that made a class total of four. The teachers that year were Miss Miller, Mrs. Dunlap, Mrs. Shumaker, Mr. Brennen. In our Junior year we entered with four and ended with five, collect- ing Claire Gombert the second semester. Our teachers that year were Miss Miller, Mrs. Davis, and an old face around here Mr. Greenawald. In our senior year we got Paul Mitchell who brought our total of five to our present number of six. Our teachers being Miss Miller, Mrs. Peck, and Mr. Greenawald. This concludes our class history of which we are very proud and satisfied. CLASS PROPHECY OF 1949 Every year in a class prophecy everybody is getting married so this year we are going to be a little different in writing the things we are apt to be doing in a few years. When I left this school I had to make some money so I went humming. I bummed on the Milwaukee, the Northwestern and many others but the one I liked the most was the railroad that ran thru the hills of the Ozarks down south. It all happened one sunny day a few years back in July, it was one of the hottest days of the year, so I climbed on one of the cars passing by. It was sure cool up there breezing along in the wind I pretty near fell asleep. While I was riding along I heard a noise and went to investigate there was another bum riding on the box car hitch, humming to himself to his hearts content, then all of a sudden he started to fall off so I reached down to help him and who do you suppose it was just another bum Marvin Tallman, I should have let him fall but who likes dead bums. We decided to harmonize our voices together so we started to sing. We sang for a while then we realized that there was another voice singing with us. We looked around and saw a bum in the ice hole of the refriger- ator car cooling himself off. He saw us and climbed out of the hole, and came to us and to our amazement it was Claire Gombert, our old class- mate. We were sure glad to see him as we rode we talked, and as we rode we began to remember old times, and the things we used to do then. As we talked we didn't notice that the train had stopped so we got off. This was one of those towns that had a bum camp, so we went where our instinct told us to go. Sure enough there was a camp, so we went where our camp was and made ourselves at home. Over in one corner there was a group of men and a man in the center of them telling them somethings so we drew closer to see what it was all about. He was preaching a sermon to them. Claire kept staring at him, and Marv asked him what he was staring at, and he said that it was Paul Mitchell, and I'll be doggoned if it wasn't. After the sermon was over we asked Paul over and we talked to him about things for about an hour, as we talked we got off on the subject of the girls that we graduated with at Morley. Paul said he saw Joyce in Tulsa, Oklahoma, working in a canning factory. He said she was pickled the time he saw her. He must have meant pickling, but you can never tell what can happen. Marv claimed he saw Jean in a little town in Alabama a few years back, working on a plantation. She was a scrub woman, but she was happy at her work. Jean always was kind hearted at things like that. We talked and talked till the train was ready to leave, so all four of us jumped on the cars and went off. We were talking as the train rolled along and then all of a sudden everything went black for a long time. There was no light and everything was quiet, then there was some light and everyone was gone. We had gone under a tunnel, how they fell off I'll never know but I'll see them someday again so I'll just keep bumming along till I run into them again. A13