Myrtle Point High School - Bobcat Yearbook (Myrtle Point, OR)

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SENIOR CLASS WILL We, the Class of ’23, the most intellectual and progressive class that M. P. H. S. has ever had the honor of graduating, being in our sound minds and feeling that the time is drawing near when we must leave our dear school and the scenes of our childhood forever, after four years of struggle in the battle for knowledge, and pass into the great world beyond, wishing to leave our dearest possessions to those whom we believe will most appreciate and use them in the search for enlightment, do ordain and declare this to be our last will and testament. To the faculty and to our parents we leave our sincere gratitude and thanks for their patience ard the help they were so willing to give over the haid places and when we were about discouraged. To Miss Whitaker, our class advisor, we leave the wish that she will not forget us. To the Juniors, we leave the ancient and honored row of seats near the window and the sole privilege of passing down the Senior Aisle—along with all other Senior rights and privileges; also the Senior Cane, hoping that it will help them to hobble through their Senior Year. To the Sophomores, we leave our stock of excuses and our good attendance record. To the Freshmen, we leave our good will and the wish that they follow in our footsteps and graduate with as much glory and honor as the Class of ’23. I, Ardyce Braden, will my ability to graduate without attend ng school to Elsie Moller. I, Clare Keltner, leave the office of Student Body President to the person of next highest ability. I, Crawford Annin, will my base voice and unruly locks to Pete Breuer. I, Bud Hagerty, will my knowledge of French to Kackam Knight. I Audrey Lundy, will my stud:ous qualities to my brother Carton. I, Launcelot Baker, will my desk with all its artistic decorations to some ambitious Junior. I. Scout Hazelwocd. will my ability to impersonate Harold Lloyd to Neil MacDonald. I, Myrtle Hall, will my rippling laugh to Verna McNair. I, Kenneth Cutler, will my earnestness and sincerity to some frivolous flapper. I. Mabel Lundy, will my spirit of good fellowship to Elizabeth Luttrell. Page Twelve

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SENIOR HISTORY “Well our high school days are over—” This can be heard several times each day coming from lips of various Seniors. It is with pride but not without a little touch of sadness that we say this. Taking it all around our four years in high school have been very profitable ones and the “old bunch” has managed to have some good times. We can well say “old bunch” for, besides spending four years in high school, most of us learned our A B C’s together. It was the fall of ’19 that we entered M. P. H. S. as fresh-ies. How well we remember the awe with which we regarded everything. We could hardly realize that we were in high school. Of course the upper classmen teased us as upper classmen always do, and we resented it as freshies always do. It was then that we declared that we would make old M. P. H. S. proud of the Class of ’23, and that We’d Find a Path or Make One. Even as Freshmen we had representatives in Athletics, also in the Glee Club, and when Earl Smith won the Oratorical Cup we felt that we had already made a name for ourselves. In our Sophomore year we took an active part in all student affairs with members on the debate team as well as representatives in athletics. As Juniors we had six letter men in football, four in basket ball, two on the debate team, five on the council, and our school orator was a Junior. Last year the high school put out the first annual for several years and the Editor, Ass’t. Editor, and Business Manager were Juniors. And this, our last year, has been our crowing glory, so to speak. The Class of ’23 is the largest class that has even been graduated from M. P. H. S. All the student offices are held by Seniors and we have been foremost in representing the school in everything. We feel that we have kept our vow. May the ’23 the bovs painted on the be’fry never d;m. So goodbye dear old M. P. H. S. You will always be a bright spot in our memory. ----------:o:--------- P:»ge Eleven

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I, Bill Nelson, will my knowledge of American history, and my ability to cut classes to Wayne Carver. I, Rosa Zumalt, will my simplicity to Bessie Young. I, Elton Schroeder, will the privilege of remaining an hour after school each evening to Donald Adams. I, Mabel Hall, will my ability to ask questions to Alice Guerin. I, Audra Wagner, leave the responsibility of seeing that my little brother goes right to anyone so kind as to take it upon his shoulders. I, Fred McMullen, will my optomistic temperament to any one taking geometry. I, Ellis Shull, will my mild sarcasm to Percy Barzee. I, Clarence Carter, will my argumentative powers and inclinations to William Ladd. I, Kenneth Peel, will my friendly grin to Harley Miller. I, Enith Culbertson, will my mop of bobbed hair to Clara Axe. I, Eula Mayse, will the active part and the interest I have taken in all high school affairs to Ora Carter. I, Flossie Knight, will my faithful alarm clock to Lois Still. We do set our hand and seal this twenty-second day of May, in the year of our Lord one thousand nine hundred and twenty-three. C. H. Giles A. G. Thompson Witnesses Signed Class of ’23 Recorded by E. A. Dodge. :o: Page Thirteen