Parsons High School - Norseman Yearbook (Parsons, KS)

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Cllllass ibrdpbzrp In his bachelor apartments in New York, the noted American sur- geon, Donovan Dryden, was dozing comfortably for lazily?J before the fire. He was aroused by the ringing of-his door-bell and upon answering it, he found a messenger with a letter and a package for him. Dismissing the boy with a tip, he settled himself in the arm chair and began to read the letter. It was from Howard Sharp, who was now in India taking pictures for a moving picture company. He was sending a package, he wrote, containing a piece of Magic Mundo which had been given him by a hermit whom he had befriended. This Magic Mundo would pro- duce various pictures fwhich the hermit declared would be absolutely true! if thrown into the fire, and I have no time to try it, Howard wrote, but I thought of you and your many idle hours, and decided to send you a piece of it, and if it blows you up, be sure to write me so I won't use it. Humph! As thoughtful as ever! Don chuckled, and, after finishing the letter, he opened the package. The Magic Mundo looked like phos- phorus and, Don being curious to see what would happen, threw it into the fire. A red glow immediately appeared in the fire-place. Gradually it shaped itself into the interior of a church. The whole congregation was listening intently to the young minister in the pulpit. His eloquent voice was familiar to Don who recognized Claude Kinzie. And then the picture vanished. By Jove! That was realistic! Don exclaimed. The fire-place was now a great stage. On it was a solitary figure, a dancer. While -the girl danced, Don's breath was completely taken away by her fairy-like movements. Oral Dalbey! If - But the scene changed. The fire-place was illuminated with a thousand lights. It was the Union Station at St. Louis, and a young taxi driver was accosting everyone with Right this way! Taxi up town! He was surprised when someone answered his call, shouting, Why, Old Top! Glad to see you A! Julius Caesar! If it isn't Eddie Moore! exclaimed the taxi driver. Turning to the young lady with him, Eddie introduced his wife, Faye Odell. Why Arthur Shehan! cried Faye, shaking his hand. Arthur invited them up to his house, saying his wife would be pleased to see them. Your Wife! exclaimed Faye. Why surely! But you knew her as Ella Dick, Arthur added, as they rode off in the taxi. The next vision was in front of the Capital in Washington, and President Boecker was making a famous speech. Don was not sur- prised to see Robert as President, for he knew of the election, but what did astonish him was what Robert was saying: Since we have annexed Germany, the affairs of state demand additional executives. I have introduced a plan which I hope will prove satisfactory to all. It is to appoint a committee of three to take charge of the German government. 23

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I, Auby Heinbaugh, bequeath to Bessie West my ability to make Mr. Grinnell forget the assignment. To Mae Ketchum, a friend of K. S., do I, Anna Johnson, bequeath my leanings in that direction. I, John Kerr, leave my ability to get excused absences after playing hookey to Elizabeth Elledge. I, Marie Ketchum, leave my interest in the war to anyone who will assure me I haven't been fickle to it. I, Claude Kinzie, leave my retiring nature Cwhen Mr. Barnhill is aroundj to Margaret Doughman. I, Ruth Kutz, leave my secrets for collecting dues to the treasurer of '19. I, Helen Leonard, leave my genius in making out a Hooverized picnic menu to the Ways and Means Committee. I, Nellie Leitzke, leave my gentlemen friends to Mabel Snyder. I, Lawrence MacDonald, Mickey for short, leave my graceful form to Robert Wharton. I, Lola Moore, bequeath my black marks for chewing gum in class rooms to Irene Wells. I, Eddie Moore, bequeath my argumentative nature to Frank Neely. I, Faye Odell, leave my hatred for all boys in general to Nancy Cavanaugh. I, John Old, bequeath my beauty secrets to whosoever beats me in matching quarters. I, Grace Pell, leave my oratorical accomplishments to Ethel Blevins. I, Clare Pile, leave my fascination for male visitors at basket ball games to Oma Walker. To Hope Davis, I, Nellie Ross, the straight and narrow path , bequeath my bonnie height. I, Howard Sharp, leave my knack of forgetting speeches to Paul Pryor. I, Arthur Shehan, leave my worn-out popularity to Joe Fette. I, Cleo Shreck, will to Vivian Molyneaux my man-luring personality. I, Nimon Slane, leave my wonderful gymnastic grace to Orrie Ball. I, Paul Stewart, leave my shrill voice and hatred of work to James Wheat. I, Jennie Thompson, bequeath to Jean Kenneth Tinder my ability to get the teacher off the track by asking foolish questions. I, Phyllis Vance, leave to Ethel Reece the admonition that she guard her brother from all designing girls. I, Catharine Wirt, bequeath my lanky figure to Thelma Lynd. Shining and tall and fair and straight. , I, Millard Workman, better known as Pud bequeath my serious, thoughtful nature to Gerald Clark. I, Frances Zingraff, will my butterfly, careless manner to Hazel Leonard. And, I, Mabel Piatt, bequeath to Dorothy Daigh my ability to keep secrets. We leave this in the hands of the Debate Club. A Witnesses: E. W. Baxter Clara Morris -Mabel Piatt, '18 22 . -.al

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For various reasons, this committee is composed of three different, capa- ble, and trustworthy women: Misses Louise Flynn, Ruth Kutz, and Auby Heinbaugh. One of my official duties is to appoint the general of the army. After due consideration and considerable thought, I have appointed John Kerr. The general arose and made a profound bow. The president con- tinued: We are fortunate in securing Millard Workman, Ph. D., as our new minister to China. It might be of interest to know that his main reason for accepting is an ambition formed in childhood to eat rice with chop-sticks, somewhere in China. Gee! But Robert's right there with the authority, Don chuckled, Remembered his old classmates, too. Perhaps he would appoint me a Right Honorable Citizen of the United States if I asked him to. I wonder -- But there was no time for wondering, as the fire-place was now a hot and dusty circus ground, filled with a moving throng of people. The most popular side-show seemed to be the Phenomenal Female, Quera Quinta, the shortest and fattest creatu1'e in the world! Special furni- ture manufactured for her! In a flash the inside of the tent appeared and Don found Quera Quinta to be Catharine Wirt. This scene faded into the animal tent where there was a big sign before a small and decidedly meek-looking elephant, reading thus: Danger! Do not touch, feed, or otherwise disturb this animal! Its very breath is deadly poison! Nearby a man was calling through a megaphone: Attention! Watch Mazie Marvel, the only person living who has fed this elephant! While Don was identifying the caller, Lewis Campbell, by his resonant voice, a young girl in a snake-skin garb, ran up to the elephant and fed it a whole sack of peanuts. This daring girl was Nellie Ross. The main feature of the circus was its Jazz Band. It was composed entire- ly of women. When Don recognized the drummer, Nellie Lietzke, he was surprised. When he saw Ida Freshman with a cornet and Clare Pile holding a clarinet, he was still more surprised, but when he beheld Mabel Piatt behind the big bass horn, he was dumb-founded. The trombone player-why, it was Jennie Thompson!-stepped forward and directed the band, playing all the while. Such music! No words can describe it. Don was grateful when the band vanished and sincerely hoped that the next scene would be without music. The fire-place now contained an aviation field on the Western plains and an aeroplane circled above and then glided to the ground. A young aviator alighted amidst the cheers of the spectators, and walked proudly to the band-stand for his medal. Clt seems that he had accomplished a marvelous flightj. A young woman, the president of the Aviation Club for Prairie People, presented the medal to Mr. Nimon Slane. Nimon blushed and murmured, Thank you, Anna. Don looked at the president more closely. Sure enough, it was Anna Johnson! At this moment another aeroplane landed and a girl jumped out. She had won the ladies' prize, and as she ran to get her medal, Don recognized Mary Anderson. Next, there appeared a farm place, where the dinner bell was ring- 24