Oakfield High School - Oak Leaves Yearbook (Oakfield, WI)

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“ROLL CALL.” SENIORS. Grant Wells— “Give us the lad whose happy life Is one perpetual grin. Even when he is on his speaking strife, He thinks it is no sin.” Edward Cragoe— “He draweth the thread of his verb osity finer than the staple of his argument, for the gift of gab is very powerful.” Marshall Moses— “And his big, manly voice, turning again toward childish treble, pipes and whistles in its sound.” Lee Underwood— “I drink no more than a sponge, For I have no time for fun; But gently bearing all my crosses, I still have time for doctoring horses.” Lillian Pratt— “A bright student; much inclined To study, reason, and improve her mind. But she thinks that after vacation, To become a “Tailor” will be her vocation.” Ethel McKnight— “Black are her eyes as the berry, Her blush is like the rose. She’s never in a hurry, But welcome where’er she goes.” Alvin Erhardt— “Here is the lad for invention, His last, a cycle built for two. One that won’t need much attention But in every respect, it will do.” Jessie Ripley— “The soul of music slumbers in the shell Till ’wakened and kindled by the master’s spell.” JUNIORS. Earle Henningsen— “A naughty little twinkle in his eye.” Lola Pratt— She’s pretty to walk with, witty to talk with, and pleasant to think “upon.” Fred Gordon— “For I could be happy with either. Were the other dear charmer away.” Frank Panzer— “Much may be made of Dutchman, if he be caught young.” Lucile Edwards— “She has two eyes so soft and brown, Beware! She gives a side glance and looks down. Take Care!

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of emphasizing in our work the correct order of the German sentence. Ethel McKnight, a very bright and modest member of our class, had attended a country school situated about a mile from her home, and about four miles south of Oakfield. In 1903, she received a common school diploma and came to Oakfield to attend the High School, becoming a member of the Fresh class. By her quiet, gentle ways and thoughtful and witty sayings, she has found a warm place in the heart of every member of her class. Alvin Ehrhardt, a sturdy country lad, was also graduated in the spring of 1903 from a district school, a few miles south of the village. In the fall 'of that year he came to Oakfield and entered the first year of the High School. We are very proud of him, for he never failed to prove loyal, both to his class and his classmates. Edward Cragoe attended the graded school in Oakfield from the time he learned his A B C’s until he passed into the High School four years ago. Edward, rightly called the class philosopher, was always ready with an answer to every question presented to him. Marshall Moses, the youngest member of our class, has had a varied school experience. Several years ago he attended the graded schools here but left with his parents when they moved away about six years ago. His first two years of High School life were spent in Birnamwood. He then came to Oakfield and entered the Junior Class. Although Marshall has not been with us long, he will never be forgotten by his classmates, for he added much to the interest of his class by his jolly ways. Had it not been for him, we would have missed many a good laugh. Jessie Ripley is another member of the class who has always attended the school located in this pretty little village. She is one of the three girls in the class and entered the High School in the Fall of 1903. She became a favorite of the class and was always willing to lend a helping hand wherever she could. Lee Underwood came from the country school to attend the High School. He spent the last years of his common school education in the school which is situated about a mile north of the village. We considered it a great pleasure to have him for a friend and classmate. He was always frank and genial, and never deserted a friend in need. Grant Wells attended the village school from h's earliest recollection and passed out of the Grammar room into the High School on the first of June in the year 1903. Grant was always a bashful boy, but this did not prevent him from accomplishing what he had started out to do. The c’ass e’ected him their president in the Senior year and have every reason to be proud of him, for did he not win first place in the local declamatory contest held in Oakfield, on the twenty-ninth of March, 1907? Lillian Pratt received part of her first year’s schooling in Pepin, Wis. Her next year’s instruction was received in the public schools of Depere, Wis. Her parents then moved to Oakfield and she entered the first year of ’the Intermediate Department at the age of nine and passed into the High School in 1903. Lilian’s faithfulness, industry, and ability have made her a favorite with her teachers and with her classmates.

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Elsie Phelps— “Too poor to roast.” Myrtle Reynolds— “To all, smiles she extends.” Walter Burns— “Be not always so positive you are right.” SOPHOMORES. Phoebe Crumb— “True beauty is sweetness.” Harold Bennett— “A sincere lad—we wish him well.” Jennie Pratt— “She is too low for high praise, Too brown for fair praise, And too small for great praise. Were she other than she is, She were unhandsome.” Claude Cragoe— “He is so smooth and slick and slim, It’s quite a treat to look at him.” Flora Morgan— “Her lively looks a sprightly mind disclose.” Maggie Smith— “One of the few immortal names that were not born to die.” Eva Paynter— “She wears a happy face, ’Tis full of winning grace, On those who know her well, She casts a pleasant spell.” Guli Orvis— “For if she will, you may depend on’t, And if she won’t, she won’t, and there’s an end on’t.” Clarya Gordon— “What distraction was meant to mankind when thou wast made FRESHMEN. Allen Sampson— “Thou base villain! Knowest thou not me by my clothes?” Clifford Schoonover— “Why should a man whose blood is warm within Sit like his grandsire cut in alabaster?” Jennie Norton— “She stoops to nothing but a door.” Grant Shortt— “Work never did him any harm.” Ralph Atkins— “A quiet, thoughtful, good, sincere lad.” George Sommerfield— “Through all the days I courted her, my Myrtle.”