North High School - Polaris Yearbook (Minneapolis, MN)

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CLASS OFFICERS President Roy H.Wanvig Vice-President Myrtle Eiclihorn Secretary Business Manager Treasurer Freeman Weiss Melvin Henderson Leslie Parker Sergeant-at-A rms Emmons Sawyer COMMITTEES. Social Virginia Bond Florence Meder Mamie Hubbard Wilson Durand Class Pin Edwin Boelter Clyde Stuart Lillian Carr Mabel Ghostly Myrtle Jackson Class Play Frank Fillmore Harold Patten Myrtle Cole Myrtle Eiclihorn Class Photos Emmons Sawyer Hazel Reed Colors Arthur Lcnz Florence Griffith Frances Oswald Yell Phil Kerr Stella (iriggs Dan Casey Jerome Fritsche Decorations Madge Glasbv Hortense Weyhe Haakon Hasbcrg Grace W hit struck Publicity Olive Remley Homer Brown 11

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o 1 ; Roy H. Wanvig . t Leslie F. Parker Freeman Weiss Emmons Sawyer Melvin Henderson Myrtle Eichhorn

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“THE FACULTY” Once upon a time far to the north lived a good Shephard with his tune-Murd, in a beautiful country surrounded by a Ring-wall. In the center stood a dungeon Keep, encircled by the murky waters of the Foss, green with algae and containing bacteria plainly discernible only by the Lenz. In the distance stood a Hill-town, the seat of worship of the immortal Bard Shakespeare. He who entered its portals passed under an emblazoned emblem of a W ebb-stirred ever by the breezy atmosphere of that high place. Through the enclosure flowed a river crossed by an R A C ford whose commercial value was everywhere acknowledged and whose pearly waters as they rippled, whispered Duensing, Duensing. The young lambs of the flock were always climbing, Joslin one another in their haste, to some Woodward where they found Wells of sweet water gushing forth, shaded by slender Reids and graceful Longbrakc. Some struggled through Brown fields and occasionally even became entangled in Blaisdells where they were penned in for long spells when their Tenney shrieks scattered music everywhere. In the lower ground the Shephard kept a few of the older sheep. A few particularly frisky ones, some ’Stenc in number, were Hobb-led; still others were corailed in rectangular enclosures guarded by tall stern Gates whose chains creaked in each rusty Link. One day one of the older sheep in an independent spirit wandered away from the careful supervision of the good Shephard to where on the shore of Lake Colquhoun he was caught Knappen by the ever watchful eagle. Swooping down he clutched him in his sharp Claus. The cautious Shephard seeing that one of the flock had, as the Scotchman says, Brock-wav from his fellows, Ilarris-ed bv fear, rushed to the splendid German King, Koenig of the Teutons, crying, K-Ilyscr. K-Hyser, pray send me a Mann, that splendid marksman, Donaldson.” Straightway all rushed out and frightened the eagle, who flew off in a Hoff, robbed of his anticipated banquet, leaving the sheep to gambol in the Bliss-ful security as in the Eden of Adam’s day. 12 Mabel Ghostly.