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

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Freshmen (Dffirprs Prescient Vice-President Secretary Murrel Gasson Albert O’Neil Willis Wachter

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The Snphomares’ Jlcsirc to Ttisr to Fame The Sophomores gathered about their Round Table. Some were grave, some jovial and some serious in the attempts to propound the weighty question of ‘‘How to become famous.” Clemence Gremore, the president of the class, addressed her fellow-classmates: ‘‘I will win fame, dear friends, by being an orator. What are the rest of you going to be?” Viola Muller—“I am going to be a bookkeeper.” George Foley—“To become famous one must aspire high. I shall climb to M Gregor Heights next summer.” Clarence Ahrens—“I’m going to be a farmer.” Frances Barney—“I believe Latin is the very door to fame.” Murilla Campbell—“I just don’t care. If I get my lessons every day, isn’t that gaining fame?” Louis Cornford—“If there is any fame left after the rest of you have all you want. I’ll appropriate it.” Eva Delap—“My eloquent eyes are enough to make me famous.” Joseph Dolan, after a long pause—“Guess I’ll read books.” Stella Favre—“I’ll borrow fame.” Elma Fisher—“I don’t know, I haven’t thought much about it.” Violet Fogai'ty—“I guess I’ll stay on the farm.” Esther Gallagan—“All my injuries received in basket ball won’t impede my progress to fame.” Oral Goff—“I’ll conquer the world by my stick-to-it-iveness.” Beatrice Finley—“Suffragettes are all famous, therefore, I’ll be a suffragette.” Eva Herpel—“M - talent in music will be an opportunity to earn fame.” Clarence Jambura—“I’m striving for the presidency, and if that isn’t the seat of fame, what is?” Clifford Kaber—“After I get through with history I’ll conquer the rest of the world.” Sophia Karnik—“I’m sure that after all my hard work fame will be brought to my door.” Theodore Kimball—“I guess I’ll be a movie actor and live in Hollywood.” Hattie Larson—“Basket ball is all I think of now.” Kathryn Pierce—“I’ll be a teacher.” Joseph Marousek—“I’ll be a carpenter.” Marguerite Noggle—“I want to be left alone.” Christina Schinko—“Guess I’ll be a teacher, too.” Lewis Schnug—“I am satisfied to try to be funny.” William Standorf—“Mail clerk for me.” Clarence Ziel—“I’ll be a cigar maker like my dad.” George Foley—“Madam President, I move we adjourn so that we can start being famous.” Clifford Kaber—“I second that motion.” The President—“All in favor say I.” As every one was in favor, the meeting adjourned. —SOPHIA KARNIK, ’24.

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The Gallant Fortn-'Xinc Here’s a class of brainy Freshmen, Forty-nine to be precise; Each a lady or a gentleman, Clever, classy, sweet and nice. There’s a Bily and a Bunders, An Amann and Cardine. Both Pauline and Martin Dolan, A Cherrier and Doerring. There’s a Foley and a Henry With a Gasson and O’Neil; And there’s not a one too many For this tender littie “speil.” There’s a Spiker and a Wachter, Two Horkheimers and a Sime; There’s fat-faced Clement Lechnir And each one in his prime. Harold Haskins and George Henry, Mr. Herple and Miss Smith; B. Logan and Leo Novacek, Each a name to conjure with. Gokey, Pake and Henry Novy, Schaefer, atz and Inez Shaw; Lena Ingle and young Pellock Need we ever look for more. Mapson, Meyer, Lawler, Holly, With Edwin Howe and William Scheibel; Florence Strauman and Loretta Valley, Some day Seniors, who can tell. Sainty and Sima, Sherlin and Graap, Evelyn Silberschmidt and Henry Karnopp; Poor Louis Koniehek bringing up the rear, A fine grand total of Freshmen for this year. —ELSIE SAINTY, ’25