Osceola High School - Bulldog Yearbook (Osceola, NE)

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passed from room to room. We entered operating rooom and I saw that tho head suigcon was Orion Jerner and the head nurse was Vera Peterson. Over the door of a newspaper office hung a large sign, “The Woman’s Rights.’ i entered and found that all the employees were ladies. I was shown to the office of the editor. And who should this editor he hut Mattie Miller. I was walking along the street of ( hicago when I saw the sign, “Beauty Culture.” I entered the shop. Such an array of face powder, rouge, cold cream and other cosmetics of every kind I had never before seen collected in one place. Ruth Merrick came forward and a; ked me if I cared for a shampoo. The beach was crowded with people of all descriptions. I was looking for a room and a lady directed ...e to “Pleasant Home.” I walked for some distance before I found it. I rang the bell and Mao ('haulier opened the door. 1 found that she was the landlady. An artist roamed amoujig the Rocky Mountains. She was a prominent landscape painter. I was told that her name was Bartlett and hoping that it might be Neva of the class of 1913 I look d i or up and found that it was. Myrtle Dolan was teaching elocution in a prominent college in Ohio. She win raving great success from every stand point. Arthur Mickey had graduated from two violin schools in America and had gone to Europe to complete his study. He intended to become a concert violinist. I saw Vida Reekmeyer in a beautiful home in the Yosemite Valley. She had graduated from the State University of Nebraska, had taught two years and then married happRy. Fay Marqu.o had become a lc urer and entertainer. She had organized a concert company which was one cf the best of its kind in America. I awoke with a start and wondered how many of the class of 1913 would have such furtures as these. ESTHER CAMPBELL, ’13. Qtirtoe Minu We the class of 1913, of Osceola High School, Polk County, State of Nebraska, of sound and disposing mind and memory do make and establish this last will and testament hereby revoking all former wills made by said class. First we do hereby instruct our executors, the faculty, to conduct our funeral services with all the pomp and ceremony befitting the dignity of this class, to pay all our funeral expanses from the revenues of the estate as soon after our graduation as is practicable. Second we give and bequeath to our honored School Board the care of this mag-iiificert Institution of learning which we have so ably carried on in the past four years. To Superintendent Moore we bequeath a new phrase “All little bright eyes this way,” to be used instead of the worn out one, “I’d like your attention a moment please.” To the teachers jointly we bequeath the memory of the noble dignity of the Seniors who though they were often punished for crimes of which they were entirely innocent bore the punishment in a manner which will be an example to ab classes to follow. We hereby give and beoueath to Glenn E. Stoddard the exclusive right to the use of “Love’s old Sweet Song,” which we hope he will enjoy at his discretion. To Miss Emma Snyder we most lovingly bequeath all the historic facts discovered by us during our sojourn here.

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Senior (£la$o yrophcci] A steady lain had been falling ail day. It was dark and dismal. I sat before the open fire and was trying to read the “Monitoi” annual of 1913. The book dropped from my hand and I fell asleep. In my dreams I saw all the members of the Hass of 1913 ten years hence. I beheld a surging crowd of cheering, shrieking, and screaming women. On a platform above the heads of the ethers, stood a woman. She was gesturing with a rapidity and a forcefulness which won. i have taxed the strength of the average man. At the same time she was speaking at the rate of 300 words a minute. I drew closer to see the cause of the excitement and found that it was Maurine Walrath pleaching the virtues of her party and telling of the ability with which she could represent the people of Nebraska in the United States Congress. I was in Fizzletown. 1 wandered about that beautiful city and was amazed at the marvelous change which had taken place there. It’s beautiful parks and (-lean, paved streets were an honor to any city, la the window of a printing office i saw a poster which read “Vote for J. W. Buclita for Commissioner” 1 found that Fizzletown had recently adopted the Coirunissioti Plan of City Government. 1 sat in a great theater in New York CHv. Manyrof the rich and prominent citizens of New York were there. This was the opening night of the “Squaker Male Quartette.” It was to be their first appearance in America. The curtain rose. There was a great burst of applause as the Quartette made its appearance. I recognized three of the singers as Francis Snider, Alvin Campbell an 1 Fwvmond Shrader. I was with a party on an Indian reservation. The Indians were holding a war dar.ee. Never had I heard sue]) teirib'e rounds as came from that band. Their terrible faces made the scene the more horrible. A figure clad in a long black robe walked into the center of the band, lifted a hand and spoke a few words. A silence reigned in the band and they shamefully walked off. The figure in black was y Hattie Honnell. J I stood in the midst of a dimly lighted f room. It was on the top floor cf a largo rooming house. A table strewn with paper stood in one corner of the room and at it sat Bernice Brown writing rapidly. She was writing a book on “The Value cf Silence. ’ ’ I entered a school room. A boy stood in the center of the room. It wras a typical rural school. There wras great commotion in the room and I knew that the teacher was ; not present. In the face of every child there was fear. The door opened and in ; came Florence Miller with a rubber hose, j Then I sawT a quiet home scene. In a kitchen sink there was a pile of unwashed . dishes. A tub of clothes occupied the center of the room. General disorder reigned 1 every where. Leon Merrick, clad in a checkered apron entered the room carrying a bucket of water. A lady clad in a purple velvet dress trimmed in large gold buttons paced to and fro along a street in San Francisco. When I met her face to face I found that it was Sigrid Johnson. I found that she was a member of the police force of that city. ! The curtain rose in a large German theater in Berlin. The play for the evening was “Tannhouser.” Marion Gillespie and Merle Hill were playing leading par's. A guide was conducting me through a large city hospital. I saw long rows of white beds and many silent nurses. We

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To Miss Emma Falter we give all the hopes of ever having our mail successfully cairiod during school time and the exclusive ]v1’t to stop the motor. To Mrs. Gentner we give the entire training of the Freshmen firmly believing that she will train them in the way they should go. To the class of 11)14 we bequeath our licence to make candy in the chemistry laboratory during the absence of Supt. Moore and also the privilege of being Lords of Creation during the next year. To the Sophmores we give our favor with the Faculty which we trust they will rightly appreciate and honorably maintain. To the Freshmen we bequeath the following rules which we have observed so closely and which have brought us on the road to success. Always work for the scholarship. Never whisper. Never write notes. Laugh at the teacher’s jokes. Don’t bluff. Have your lessons well prepared so that bluffing will not be necessary. We further give, bequeath and assign unto the several individuals herein numerated and their heirs an assigns forever, the following personal property and properties to wit:— Bernice Brown’s gift of Gab to Howaid Carson. Merle Hill’s bluffing ability to bluff 10 whomsoever can make good use of it. Esther Campbell’s front seat to Lillian Brown. Eutli Merrick’s frivolity to Ruth Walker. Orion Jemer’s smile out loud to Gilbert Rosland. Raymond Shrader’s true, and faithful heart to Allegra Gustafson. Alvin Campbell’s art for entertaining the fair sex which has proven a never fail ing source of pleasure to William Spalding. Hattie Honnell’s perpetual smile to Evelyn Pi ice. Jay Buchta’s musical talent to Fetus Younger. Francis Snider’s indifference toward the opposite sex to Lawrence Shaw. Maurine Walrath’s supervision of the of the Staff and her willingness to shoulder all the responsibilities to the New Monitor Editor. Segrid Johnson’s inquisitiveness to Fda Wieseman. Florence Miller’s athletic skill in Basket Ball to Julia Behle. Vida Reckmeyer’s superiority over her humbler classmates in all things great or small to Pearl Hester. Myrtle Dolan’s right to correspond with base ball boys to Anna Mace. Fay Marquis’ one folly, coquetry to Arvilla Timm with the express wish that she enjoy herself. Marion Gillespie’s undue influence with the teachers to Elton Koehler. Mae Chauner’s right to entertain the boys to May Deland. Mattie Miller’s ability in forging to Fausta Shore. Neva Bartlett’s good looks to Marjoiie Snider. Vera Peterson’s ability in teaming little boys to Glenis Anderson. Arthur Mickey’s right to long hair to Malcomb Wilcox. Leon Merrick’s height to Fltcn Berke. All the remainder and residue of our property whatsoever, wheresoever and of what nature it may be and not herein disposed of (after paying our just debts and funeral services) we give and bequeath to our beloved janitor, Lyle Baird. In witness of, we, The Class of 191J have to this our last will and testament set our hand and seal this 9th day of May in the year of our Lord 1913. V. B. PETERSON, Attorney at Law. We the undersigned at the request of the testator V. B. Peterson (Attorney at Law) do solemnly swear that this is the true copy of the last will and testament of said testator and hereto subscribe our names. F. C. CAMPBELL, J. W. BtJCIITA.