Oroville Union High School - Nugget Yearbook (Oroville, CA)

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ALPHA I, Jazzie Dyer, will to Bettie Erwin my skill in the making of Punch: anci my place of honor in Mr. Onyeu s heart to Margaret Fry. I. Ang James, will my studious endeavors and quietude of manner to Snouch Vail. I. Squeak Jones, leave my worn, but still serviceable blushing powers to Ciarke Williams. I. Gabby Kroeger, leave my precious Pipe to Dora and hope that she will revere it. I. A1 Pyke. leave my bashful ways with the girls to Tommy Snow, and know that he will carry them out weil. I. Kewpie Palmer leave my orange socks to Wallace Maloney, and my new.y acquired name to Bob i uth:r.ord. I. Alice Reppert. will my cheerful disposition and sunny smile to the school grouch. I. Rosey Rose, bestow my argumentative efficiency and soft, sweet voice to Bill Duncan. I. Tommy Stresser. will the secret of my perfect marcel to A1 Seward, and hope he will make good use of it in the feature. I. Chick Wixom. bestow my oratorical ability upon little A1 Mace. And last but certainly not least. I will my “last minute scenes 10 Melvin Farley, knowing that he will be capable of carrying them out far better than I did. IMAGINE Allan Mace getting straight A s. Dick Cranston going to class assembly. Feme Grummett loafing around. Charles Pratt. Jr. being quiet. Boyd without Mickey. Clark without an aliby. Florence without Bill. Bob Rutherford on a diet. Doc Epperson in Bob’s clothes. Bethel Fry without an excuse for English. Dot Campbell minding her own business. Chick” leaving out his Last Minute Scenes. Melvin not argueing in Student Body meeting. Clarke and Crystal with the room between them. Lois Cronk agreeing with the executive committee.

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- ■H ALPHA I, Wilbur Foothman. will my “continuous talking ability” to Bettie Erwin. 1, Bethel I urner, will all my extra pounds to Mae Boring. 1. Wendell I urner. will my irrepressible smile to Charley Levu lett: and my pet name Averill” to the. farthest corner of the store- room. I, Eisie Uchida. bequeath my sweet manner and disposition to someone who might profit by it. I, Eva Weber, wish to will my sweet memories of Kenneth Gilliespie to Lorraine Fry. I. Harry Welsh, leave my “Paddock” abilities to Robert Land. I, Clarke Williams, wish to leave my so-called self-esteem” to the next unlucky “devil.” I, Frederick Willcox. will my winning ways to Billy Wally. I. Alma Wickman. will my naturally curly hair to Julia Flower providing she. will take good care of it. I, Josephine Wickman. wish to leave my chair in the corner of the senior room to Bernice McBride. I, Lawrence Yetter. will my sheikish ways to Tom Snow. We, the members of the High Senior class of January. 1927. being, presumably, sound and sane in body, mind and spirit, make the following bequests: To the Juniors we leave our vacant seats in the Senior room, and suggest that they secure fur-lined overcoats if they expect to survive the cold spell next winter in that room. To the Sophomores we leave our responsibility of caring for the green and tender Frosh. To the Freshmen we leave our Co-operative Society for the prevention of failures in examinations. To Mr. Kinney, our faithful engineer, we leave a few heated arguments to serve in place of the refrigerative heating system now in use. I, Bud Beik. bestow my overcrowded, but exquisite harem upon anyone who is willing to assume such a great risk. I. Pickle Bixler. after four years of continuous warfare with the faculty, leave them to reign in peace. I, Corrtey Cobb, leave my quiet and demure ways to Winnie Turner, and trust that she will be discreet with said bequest. I. Dixie Dix. bestow my ability to acquire Block O's upon Amy Brooks. Mid-Year Class Will By Jessamine Dyer INDIVIDUAL BEQUESTS: O.U.H.S.

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At. —™c Senior Futures By Feme Grummett Oroville, Calif.. May 1. 1977. Dear Florence: My dear, can you imagine what I dreamed last night? I know you never could. It was this: I was walking in a beautiful garden, and all of a sudden a tiny fairy appeared and said she had a surprise for me. I waited eagerly and found myself becoming drowsy. Soon a queer feeling assailed me and I found myself sailing through the air at the side of this small creature. Guess what the treat was! I was to have one small peep at all my old school chums in their present life. I can't stop to explain about all the delightful places I visited, but I'll tell you a little about each of them. First there was little Doc Epperson: He is a famous specialist in New York and his nurse is Enid Phillips. In a little school house in a far away county I saw Ruth Gerson. a dignified school marm. On a large farm in this same vicinity I saw the two Bettinger brothers, John and Gene. Not far from this farm was another. The man of the house was not at home, but a woman was in the yard. When I asked her name my companion told me it was Smith Then I knew it was my old friend, Gethel Duensing. In a short time we were back in New York and there in a large theatre I found the great movie magnate, Wallace Maloney. A play of his own composing is to be the feature of the next weeks program Dot Burris will be at the organ and the lighting effects will be arranged by Frederick Preston Willcox. Miss Burris is getting most of her publicity through the New York Times whose new editor is Melvin Farley. (Some raise for Melvin, don't you think?) As we traveled down Broadway. I noticed a fancy-work shop and the proprietor was none other than Lillie Jones. C. H. Pratt.Jr. had a drug store on the same block. In a chemists labratory nearby I found Robert Brown. His private secretary seemed strangely familiar; and then I recognized her. it was Donna Matskovich, our old shorthand shark. The town was greatly excited over a coming tennis match and I wondered who the players were. Imagine my surprise when the proved to be Clarke Williams and Marvin Nelson.