Northern Arizona State Teachers College - La Cuesta Yearbook (Flagstaff, AZ)

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But he reached just what he aimed for, tho it was a far off goal. Brick has made Babe ' s reputation look like fiction of the past. Scored a record in the sport world that so far is not surpassed. Pick up any Sunday paper and just turn a page or two, And you ' re sure to find him in there grinning pleasantly at you. But after him the vision faded. Like a curtain slowly drawn, Till at last it all did vanish — My prophetic gift was gone. But it ' s memory cheered me greatly, And amused me some to see, That of all these Normal seniors. Not one teacher would there be.

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' { A 1 Flacks of childivn round lior daily asking what they next shall read, And her careful, wise suggestions they are always glad to heed. May Webb ' s life is rich and varied as an actress ' always is; Even she can never say that her career has been a fiz. Roles so thrilling, quite unlike her, have long since become her line, And her poise and inteiijretation are considered very fine. Lucy Mae has got a fine jol) where she keeps dolled up all day. Wearing the finest clothes in the country, in a store on East Broadway. When the prospective buyer they want to please real well, Lucy Mae displays the costume ' cause she always looks so swell. Mrs. W ' illiamson ' s a matron in a girl ' s home in the west, Where her discipline and methods are unquestionably the best. But her powers of endurance have been put to the test, So I found her on the sea shore, enjoying a well earned rest. Alzada ' s been so lucky as to manage to live abroad. Long since elevated o ' er us who are just the common sod. She made a move in matrimony with some agility And got engag ed and married into real nobility. And Jake sits at the helm, almost of our ship of state, At least he controls the finance, and decides on Wall Street ' s fate. By queer turns and wise maneuvers he has gained monopoly. Which was just what we expected with his rare ability. Lynn has long since married Helen, but they don ' t live in Winslow ; Far from such suburban life it seems they prefer to go. And I find them midst the bustle and the hurry of New York, Where their life is one grand series of a honeymooning lark. -Xlwen now has eclipsed Sousa with his famous concert band And right now his field of labor seems to be a foreig-n land. Work unceasing, endless labor is what has got him there. But some old friends from the Normal in his present glory share. Paul of course turned out an artist, since for him that road was shortest To the height of fame and glory where he wanted most to be. And if you visit real exhibits, whei-e the very best is shown You ' ll come across the paintings of a school mate of your own Morris Richards is another who also achieved some fame. Along with Sir Lsaac Newton, the whole world writes his name, Tedious old mathematics, absorbed into his very soul.

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High School Senior Prophecy Being a Play in One Act Time: 1950 Place: Aiunini Hotel Lobby, Flagstaff Dramatae Personnae: The High School Class of 1925 Scene: The hotel lobby. A very dignified man is impatiently pacing back and forth across the lobby. Bell hop enters whistling, sees guest, stops whistling. Bell Hop: Paging Mr. Harry Wintermeyer. (Dignified guest stops pacing). Guest: Here, boy, I am Harry Wintermeyer. Bell Hop: Telephone call, sir. Wintermeyer: What the — (Walks over to telephone). Hel- lo — who? Harrison? No this is — oh, Harry, yes, yes, this is he. Oh, yes — no — Mrs. Whozit, I have not had the pleasure — you say you used to be Delpha Thompson — yes, surely I remember. Uh-huh the banquet is at seven — all right, goodbye. (Hangs up receiver, resumes pcaing. Door opens, Mildred Helfinstine walks in, sees Winter- meyer, stops and addresses him). Mildred: Do you happen to be Mr. Wintermeyer? Harry: The same. Madam. Mildred : Oh, I ' m so glad ! (Harry registers a disturbing feeling). Mildred: Why do you stare at me so? Harry: Indeed, and whom have I the honor of speaking to? Mildred : Why surely you have not forgotten me, I am Mil- dred Helfinstine. Harry: How stupid of me not to recognize you. (He ad- vances to meet her, they shake hands). (Three women enter). Mildred : Why look, Harry, there ' s Catherine Jones, and Bert and Helen. Harry: You don ' t say? Mildred : Here, girls, how are you ? Girls: Not so punk, where ' s the eats? (Couple enters, talking). Man: I ' ll tell you, Sue, tain ' t so. Sue: Why, Max, how could you? Max: I reckon them ' s the lost uns. Say ain ' t Harry gray? Sue: For goodness sake. Max, do act decently tonight. Max: Can ' t be did. Sue: Oh, heavens. Max : Oh, hell. Sue: How do you do, Mr. Wintermeyer? Harry: Why — oh it ' s Miss Gist — I am fine, thank you. Max: So help me if ya look like it. Harry: Pardon, sir.