Norfolk High School - Milestone Yearbook (Norfolk, NE)

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SI. always fill all the requirements of her riddles. Whenever she springs a new one, we invariably give that answer and each time feel that sweet peace which comes to one who knows he has said just the right thing at the right time. Reflection IV. Is that of a handsome, manly face; our youngest, our bouncing Freddy boy; our joy and pride. lie is somewhat sjioiled, we must confess. For two whole years the hopes and undivided attention of four maidens have been centered upon him. And yet he lives! Frederick, you take the chrotno for endurance. And can you wonder at our attachment? He is such a taking little fellow. He even “takes” himself sometimes. One day when the class went fishing he succeeded in taking himself no less than thirteen different times in as many and indescribable places about his apparel. His charms are numerous and varied. Besides a pair of fine hazel eyes and a scarf pin, he possesses an interesting pocket—his ehiefest charm lies herein—gum. It is never empty, and the girls mouths are ever full. He is of a very docile disposition; we discovered that one day while looking for his moustache. Can you wonder that we love him? Reflection V. This is decidedly stage struck. Notice the dreamy expression in the beautiful blue eyes. Now they gaze at you with a ghostly stare, seeing visions of Banquo’s spirit in the air; now they soften into moonlight glances as she faintly murmurs “What fools these mortals be.” That, by the way, is her favorite quotation. She has two ways of arranging her hair. In Psyche twist, which exactly balances her nose, and in a cute little loop at the nape of her neck. Her hair is curly, so curly, that, as she claims, it will

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HO. tain about the eyes, but it sounds better to mention the eyes and hair together that way. We couldn’t decide upon the shape of her nose. It would have been Roman and quite aristocratic if she hadn’t fallen against the edge of the water bucket when she was a little girl. But its deficiencies are quite lost when we contemplate the beautiful curve of her upper lip. And her brow—it is simply per- feet! That helps her nose out too In fact, perhaps you had better skip her nose altogether. Don’t look at her bangs yet either. She has just cut them and you know-bangs are bound to look rather “ratty” just after they are cut. It doesn’t take them long to develop their former proper curves, however, so you needn’t wait long. Meanwhile observe the alabaster temples beneath them. Our looking glass is rather small, only large enough for the reflection of a face, therefore, peruse the next image. Reflation III. Is easily recognized. Her punky nose and brin-dle eyes proclaim her Deucher lineage. She tells us in all confidence, that when she was quite a child she had a great propensity for telling exaggerated truths, and meandering from the paternal roof to all sorts of improbable and impossible places. Strange to say she has never outgrown these striking characteristics. She is very ambitious and has already made an engagement to accompany “our actress,” as pianist and scene painter on her starring tour through the metropolitan cities of the United States. Her efforts and effects are something wonderful to behold. Nothing can equal it. Ihe accompanying illustrations are her latest. She is an inveterate punster and a riddle fiend. Her favorite question is “Why is a woman like a wheelbarrow’?” NV e have had the answer indelibly impressed upon our minds—“Because neither can climb a tree.” This answer will

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start to curl up at the ends when she retires at night, and by morning will he clear up to her ears. Her nose has a dainty little Shakespearean turn, it you know what that is. She declares she is destined for the stage. You would think so could you see her, balanced on tip-toe, wildly waving her arms in the air and exclaiming in stentorian tones, “I will be an actress, And with the actors stand; A box of powder on my face, A dagger in my hand.” Mark, it is with the actors she will stand. Female competition in the profession is not to be considered. es, we fully expect to see her, at some future day, the brightest star in the theatrical zenith. Ihe last reflection grows dim and we are again outside the looking glass. We have tried to made our delineations clear and conoise, and, as “the proper study of mankind is man,” we hope the perusal of the images of these, the first, the last, the noble “High Hve, will prove to you a benefit (?) and an edification.