Oakville High School - Tillicum Yearbook (Oakville, WA)

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j Hluuiurs At the beginning of the school year l925, ten girls and four boys enrolled as Juniors in the Oakville high school. Since then Margaret Tawnev, Dora Roetter. Glenn Barrick and Burton Miller were welcomed into our class. At the beginning of the second semester, Helen Hart joined the Seniors. We elected the following for class officers: President, Ernest Newstead: vice president, Nlargaret Tawney: secretary, Blanche Fisher: treasurer, Carol Cummings board of control, Lauretta Cook, and Miss Bones as our class advisor. We were well represented in all school activities. In basketball by Burton Nliller, Glenn Barrick, Lauretta Cook, Ellen Wvilliams, and Rose Bartell: in baseball by Glenn and Burton, and in debate by Rose Bartell, Eric Bjorkgren and Sylvan Ely. Early in the year we gave the annual Junior carnival which was a decided success. and in the spring our class play, The Adventures of Grandpa. Wie also gave several candy sales and a little later in the year the annual Junior-Senior banquet. Much credit for our successful year is due our able and willing class advisor, Miss Bones. CLAss X ELL Crass Morro Rip rah, Rip rah, Rip ralr, Raven! Onward and bprrardi' I 9 2 7 Class FLOWER Cmss Co1.oRs Red Rose Crimson and lfhile Ci.,xss Rom. Lillian Ames, Glenn Barrick, Ralph Beckwith, Eric Bjorkgren, Lauretta Cook. Carol Cummings, Sylvan Ely, Blanche Fisher, Edna Hall. Rose Bartell. Klarcella Kilmer. XX'innifred Qsborn, Burton Miller, Ernest Newstead. Ellen Williams. Edith Wvilson, Dora Roetter and Margaret Tawney. L C '77 1'..,.... Bye,

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Ciuniur srrnitml Once in the dear dead days beyond recall a Junior class established a custom. Whether it was known to them at the time that they were establishing it or not we are not able to tell, but the fact remains that they did establish it and it is still with us. Even as in more remote days than those just mentioned, a maid once smiled at a man, so it has seemed to be the custom ever since for beautiful maidens to smile at hand- some men, even though shly at first, but as developments proceed-However, that is another story. So, though possibly shyly at first, the Juniors started on the plans and preparations for the first Junior carnival. This was originated and patented by the class of '23, and such names as Florence Comfort and Merril Irvin are written .on the first pages of car- nival history. To your own fancy you filled in the details of the story of the smiles of the man and the maid, but let me help you with the story of the progress of the carnivals. The class of '23 started it, you see, with the smile. The class of '24 introduced the program. The one of '25 decided on a play. Their first move being The Man With the Bowler Hatgu maybe he tipped it and maybe he didnit, anyway some one got excited and the cat wouldn't stand, so that is where they made their money. The 'Z6ers tried the uPeace- makersfi while beauties and boxing netted them good cash. Now, you are trying to re- member what we, the class of '27, did in helping along the story since so much has hap- pened after the smile. Several days before the date set for the last carnival, whispers were heard in the assembly room of 'iWho did you vote for for queen?', ul'm voting for Cleda, the Senior, of course. Well, lim not, l'm voting for l-lelen, our Junior princess. She will make the best onef' Why not Lila, the Sophomore? U Aw, you arenit a good Freshman if you don't vote for Audreyf, Finally these whispers grew louder. Votes came in faster, first one would take the lead, and then the other. But what of the carnival itself? After the main show on the carnival night, the gales were opened to the concessions arranged around the gymnasium. Committees had vied with one another to see who could produce the most attractive booth. All vendors were at work crying their wares and all were busy selling. Demure little maids in pink and white aprons served you in the cafe where you were allowed to eat ice cream and cake and sip your cider or dance at leisure. mfhree shots at Sam in the other end of the hall and the attractive gypsies who told your fortune if you crossed their palm with silver, all no less busy than the hot doggie biscuits or the fish pond, which was so willingly donated by our loyal business men of Oakville. Even beauty ventured forth in bright and blushingly colored cheeks and young men wisely stroked their upper lips, proud of what the beauty parlors had given them in exchange for their fifteen cents. What was happening to the votes for the queen of the carnival during all this time? 'lihey were increasing two fold, yea, three fold, and more. The race seemed to be left now between the Juniors and Seniors. The side shows and booths began to lose trade. Excitement grew and grew. Even brothers and sisters took issue on the subject, for Cozette deserted the Sophomores and auctioned votes for Seniors, while Sylvan worked true to color for the Juniors. By frves, tens, and even more the votes advanced. Now cheers for Cleda, now for Helen. Will the Juniors lose their two-year record and on the charm numeral let the Seniore have it? It would seem so: no, they are ahead again! All eyes were centered on the little blackboard. By twenty-fives and fifties the little cents made their way through the crowd to the platform of the queen's throne. What would the outcome be? Five more minutes to gol Only a few points difference. The Juniors are ahead! one more minute! They are going to win! Silently and slowly a little dollar rolled up to the platform and whispered to Cozette who heard him, even through the din. HC-ive me to the Seniorsf' he said. The time was up. Cleda was crowned. Long live the queen of our carnival! Thus endeth the fifth annual Junior carnival. Much has happened since the smile and it is for us to say, They lived happily ever afterli' Twenty