Oakville High School - Tillicum Yearbook (Oakville, WA)

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x 'I HE TILLICUM IIIllllIIIllllllIllllllllllllIllllllIllllllllllllllllllllllll IIllIllIlllIlllllllllllllllllllllIIIllIIIIllIIIIIIIllIllIllIIIIIIIIIIIIIllIlllllllllllllllllllllllIlIIIIIIIIIIIIIIlllllllllllllllllllllll IIIIIIIlllllIlllllllllllllllllllllllllll WILL We, the class of 1919, realizing that our High School life is nearing its close forever, and that we shall never again live thru the happy days of our high school career, except in fond and never-to-be-forgotten memories, leave this last will and testament to be carried out and executed by our successors, the class of 1920: First: We bequeath to our High School Faculty all the praise and honor due them for guiding us along a straight and norrow path of learning. To each individually, we leave: 1. Mr. Hargreaves-All the back of the schoolgrounds for a hog pasture. 2. Miss Halbach-Some A No. 1 High School students. 3. Mrs. MurraygThe hope of single blessedness. 4. Miss 0liveaSome first year Latin book for the second year Latin class. 5. Miss Freeman-The hope of enjoyment in the harmony of discord on Monday mornings. 6. Newton-A substitute for Bach. To the Junior-A new Halback. To the SophomoresfA recipe on How to Make Love. To the FreshmenfThe hope of enjoying all Senior privileges sometime. To members of Junior Class individually we bequeath: 1. To Mary Harris-A little seriousness during recitation period. 2. To Leona Bailey-A pleasing variety of beaux. 3. To Stella Williams-A good lFryl. 4. Sadie Bain-Some one to tease her during study period. 5. John Austin-A girl, fond of motoring. 6. Wills Shull-A new bunch of Alger books. To various numbers of other classes we will as follows: 1. To Elinor Dahl--The front seat in Garrard Creek bus next year. 2. To Gorgia Fettis-A corner big enough for two. 3. To Nora Brown-A million dollars for candy. 4. To Arthur Anderson-A book on How to Train a Pompadourf' 5. To Charles Couch-A dose of Beauty Cure. 6. To Mary McKay-A carload of Mennen's Talcum Powder. 7. To Clifford Elliot-Some new erasers iso he will not lack exercised 8. To Walter Merser+Some one to entertain him. We, the Senior Class of O. H. S. 1919. being of sound mind and fully realizing the purport of the terms of the above will, do hereby set our hand and seal, this twenty-ninth day of May, the year of Our Lord nineteen Hundred and ninef teen. CLASS OF '19. WITNESSES: The Devil and All His Angels.

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THE TILLICUM HlffflIKUEIHIllfillVfILIIfI'IlI'Il'Fllf1lllHIllIHIIIIIlllllHllllllllilllllllllllIIIlillllIillllIIIIIIIIlllillllllllIIlllllIIIIiIIlI!IIIIIIIIIIIHIIIIIIIIIlllllllillIlllllllllllllllilllilllillIllllIlllIlllllllllllllllllfllfllll SENIOR CLASS POEM We are four in our class, no more. Knowledge we have galore. So crammed are our brains. They give us terrible pains. VVe are wise from our eyes to the floor. As Freshmen, we were many and green, To be blunderers, by all we were seen. Tormented by Profs, Made unhappy by scoifs We were good, tho they said that we were mean. The next year we passed thru that stage, Known by all the love-sick age. In geometery each made A remarkable grade, Considering the Sophomore mush-slush rage. Unlike most Juniors, we realized our faultsg Took our medicine, whether Latin or salts. In athletics we were best: In studies we excelled the rest, And stored up wisdom in our minds as vaults. First in our class comes the flirt, Jessie Bain, very saucy and pert. She is some clever bluffer, But will never have to suffer. For she's a vamp with no conscience to hurt, Herbert's the one Senior boy, so he's spoiled. He's made love to Stella, While we've toiled. He's quite nice looking after dark, And warbles like a lark. We're mighty careful that we don't get him soiled. Dolly is a quiet little creature, As least so 'twoguld seem to her teacher. But when she begins to raise Cain. With that Jessie Bain, They two need the advice of a preacher. Dorothy, our Valedictorian, is the wisest of us all. She easily translates about Caesar in Gaul. The boys she abhors. She thinks they are bores, But she may change her mind after all. Of these four persons our class is made. Please do not let us out of your memory fad fGreat people we certainly are: Famous near and far.J Until we in angels' robes are arrayed. -MARTHA MENNISH. 9,

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THF TILLICUM I! CLASS HISTORY Of the entering class of 1919, but two members are left. The rest are scattered to the four winds, and these four years have been such busy ones that we scarce remember who our classmates were when we were Freshmen. The class of 1919 has always shown brilliantly in school activ- ities. Every member has represented 0. H. S. in basket ball and our one representative of the masculine sex distinguished himself in the boys' quartet for three years. Our success in dramatics and other enterprises can be found elsewhere in this volume. This year we have felt our responsibility keenly, and we hope that the Freshmen have appreciated the kindness we have shown themg the Sophomores, the friendly criticism we have given themg and the Juniors, the good example we have set them. Vlfe are every one aliens to this fair city, not one having lived here all his life, and only one having had all his schooling here. Since we are quite as interesting individually as collectively, we will give a brief account of the life of each member. Martha Mennish, our class president, was born in Hoquiam, VVashington, December l, 1898. That city proved rather monoton- ous to her, so, when she was ten years of age, her parents took her to Q'Neill, Nebraska. They remained there two years and then re- turned to Garrard Creek, Vwlashington. Dollie continued her schooling on Garrard Creek for three years, graduating from the eighth grade. She attended school at Raymond as a Freshman and has been with us the past three years. Dollie has been our star basketball player and we thought she had at least ordinary strength until, one night at play practice, Mr. Hargreaves in a momentary blaze of wrath, clubbed her with a toothpick, knocking her over backwards and causing her to roll down a flight of steps. Qf course, the condition of her heart is such that it might be expected to fail her at times. Herbert Fry was born at Sitely, Cowlitz County, Vlfashington, May 28, 1899. The following fall his parents moved to lohn's River