Prairie Du Chien High School - Blackhawk Yearbook (Prairie Du Chien, WI)

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that would be very much. Geometry was my failing. Louis (Jake) and Roy are ‘making it go’ on a ranch in Montana. They have fine herds of cattle and own a section of land. Mildred, when I last heard from her, was clerking for a friend of hers in a large shoe store. He used to be a clerk in a shoe store in Prairie where he got his start. She apparently likes it very much. Alma and Thelma are in the service of their country; they enl: ted as Red Cross Nurses last summer and are now in France. There was a rumor that they had both won crosses of honor. Lottie is teaching in Iowa. She is turning out some good pupils from under her supervision, as I learned from a gentleman friend of Lottie’s, with whom I was speaking the other day. And Anna, it wouldn’t do to forget her, the one that always settled our school squabbles for us. I had the opportunity of seeing her the other day, not in person, but on the screen, you know. She is now with the Paramount Company in America. She played the part of the little girl in “Little Sister”. I wish you had been there; to think of being fortunate enough to see one of our classmates in a photo-play; but Anna was the girl that could make good in the world. Yes, Lawrence and Henry are some men now too, Captains, both of them. Who would ever have thought they would have taken to that, but they are brave boys, always striving for the best. Henry always said he’d like to be a soldier, but I didn’t believe it. Bernadetta, where is she? Oh, yes! I remember now, she is spending her valuable time writing articles for the food department of Good Housekeeping Magazine. ‘Bun’ was her name in school, do you remember? School never would have been complete without ‘Bun’. There’s Helen Kast! She came into our high school in the Junior year, didn’t she? I don’t know where she is, do you? Teaching somewhere in Oregon, did you say? I suppose she enjoys the work, for she always said that she would choose teaching for her occupation. And who could forget Regina? A girl friend of mine who is attending the University of Wisconsin said that a Miss Sletmark was Dean of Women there, and upon asking her what this Miss Sletmark’s first name was, I was pleased to find that it was our Regina. I know she must be very capable of the position. Lucy and Christina are both doing stenography work. I believe Lucy is one of the most competent stenographers that the Prudential Life Insurance Company employs. Christina is at Marshal Field Company in Chicago. Four o’clock, Una, and we’ve been here nearly two hours, but surely enjoying ourselves in looking over this book of memories; and you and I, Una, are just teachers, but nevertheless, we enjoy it. And now we must dress for dinner.” Ruth Greene

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CLASS PROPHECY “Well, if here isn’t our Annual which we published in our Junior year in High School. Let’s sit in the arbor and look it over, Una; it certainly has been a long time since we have seen it. Look, here is our class picture, I have forgotten some of our class already; one does forget so easily when one has so many other things to occupy one’s time. Let’s see if we can remember what line of work each member of our class is following. Here are Raymond Kramer and Maurice Nugent; everyone has heard of their success as editors of the Chicago Tribune Funny Sheet; they are capable, indeed, of making the world laugh. They were amusing boys in school, always drawing pictures in our text books when they should have been listening to assignments. Yes and here is Elmer; well, I never expected it of him, but truly, you know he is a poet and a real one too. He says he obtained his start the time we were given an assignment in English on something for the Annual. He kept on and has already published a volume of his works. Adela is next. My! Talk about all the interesting things that don’t happen. I was spending a few days with a friend of mine last summer. She and I were invited out to tea; a few Victrola selections were given during the afternoon and among them was a beautiful one sung by Mile. Boeckh. Of course, I was curious to know what her first name was and inquired of a lady near me. She said Adela was her name, and with pleasure I remembered the wonderful soloist who used to be in my class at school. We immediately sought a music store after our departure from the afternoon’s enjoyment and found that her selections were so in demand that we were not fortunate in obtaining one. Here is Ben. He is a model farmer, so I was told, and is gaining a great reputation in his part of the country for his unexcelled grains. Next is Bea(trice), a graduate of Iowa University, now private secretary for Raymond Rink, who is a prominent business man in New York. She enjoys the work very much, so I last heard. Helen M., we know without a doubt, is superintendent of nurses in John Hopkins’ Hospital in Baltimore. She would never have been content unless she reached that position. They certainly appreciate her, as they have every reason to. I hope we can visit her together some time soon. And Harold! Can you guess what he is doing? I was told he is now in some branch of government work; I believe he is taking short hand notes in court. They call him the court recorder. You know he always did like to take notes, especially in English (in long hand). I wonder how many times he has to tell the witnesses and convicts ‘not to go so fast please’ or ‘wait a minute’? Helen Etterlie teaches Geometry and Algebra; she always could explain every theorem and problem. I do declare I’ve forgotten almost everything I ever knew in those subjets, however, I can t saj

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CLASS HISTORY One bright September morning in the year 1915, we, the present Junior Class began our high school career. For most of us the first day had many trying experiences. Some had never seen the inside of a high school before, some were lost and lacked the courage to ask questions. But in spite of the confusion we managed to find the assembly room. Here we had some difficulty in finding our seats. Nine o’clock found us all in our seats, eager and expectant. The Principal announced that we would open school by singing“America” It certainly was the best singing we had ever heard. He then proceeded to enumerate to us the elements of success. After he had fully impressed us with the importance our high school course would play in our success in life, the various courses were explained. But of course we took whatever course appeared to be the easiest. At last the first classes were passed, And oh my! Some went to the back of the room, some to the front, girls in the boys hall, boys in the girl’s hall, some to the “M” room instead of the “C” room, yhile the others simply stood still. The teachers came to our rescue and directed us to our class rooms. Again we found ourselves in the presence of the Principal in Algebra Class. It had never occured to us to count the members of our class, but now that we were all assembled we found that we were forty five. The largest Freshman Class that ever entered high school! Forty minutes seemed a dreadfully long time to us that morning. Finally the bell rang, and we proceeded to retrace our steps to the assembly-room. We then passed to Word Analysis, nothing serious happened while there. The teacher sold some jokes and assigned the lesson for the next day. At noon we tried to get acquainted with the upper classmen; but wdierever we went we were greeted by, “Hello, Freshie”, or with threats to ‘duck’ us under the pump. They certainly were a nuisance. Before the month was over we were fully determined to exclude all Senior, Juniors and Sophomores from our Society. This, how-' ever, did not prove to be as easy as we thought. In the afternoon we were introduced to the English teacher and to the Physical Geography teacher. After the day was over we decided that high school wouldn’t be so bad after all, as all the teachers appeared to be “real nice”. The following days we fared better and we learned something new every day. Then one day it was announced that there would be a Freshman meeting in the “C” room. Most of us attended out of curiosity. The meeting was called to order by our class adviser. She informed us that the purpose of the meeting was to elect officers. But what did we know about electing class officers? Three were nominated, and