Rolla High School - Growler Yearbook (Rolla, MO)

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genius who will develope from our classmate. A piece of paper larger than most of them had a line burnt nearly across it. Below was written: Remove all lines. Gwendolyn is to have the fate of becoming a beauty doctor. Arthur's Hair Tonic will be her gift to the world. Ifound an Easter Card shaped like a cross, which simply said, To Velma. A woman and a cross make me think of a nun, so that will be Velma's life work, which will be nun the worse for having her. This next one proved interesting. A red paper burnt in the shape of a heart, on which was the head of a beautiful woman. A. K. was artistically written near the bottom of said heart. So Helene, our class beauty, will still pose for artist Sally, altho 'twill soon be in a place far superior to the physics laboratory. Part of a paper proved to be a certificate giving Prudence the right to teach. She certainly will make a good teacher, because she is the kind of a girl children easily learn to love. Another business card read: Sarah Lenox, Voice Culture, Rolla High School. With the new building will come new studies, and Sarah will fill the above position. The figure of a ship completely filled the next piece of paper. For sev- eral moments I could find no connection between this and any member of our class. Then I knew that Sam will be a navy officer, and one of whom we all may be proud. Thru a letter I learned that Clara will soon become desperate, and in the fear of being an old maid, will start a matrimonial bureau. Red headed people are usually successful. After a little further search I found the last slip of paper. It seemed to be different from the rest. It gave me a queer sensation as I beheld on it the mystical figure of a beautiful woman, seemingly in a trance. Then in an instant it dawned upon me that our Class President, Dixie, was to be a seeress. Great events of the world she will foretell, and many are the souls who will be grateful to her for her wisdom and knowledge. DIXIE HARRIS, '15. 5' X TZ Za ' f Yr Q2 in -KX X A f

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I-JROPIXIEC Y. 425 7 w Ni fu lllr M M -. 'Z I had been alone nearly all afternoon, 2 ,, 0 at sitting before the fire-place reading. 9,7 ' 2 Finally, growing tired, I allowed my New 7 thoughts to wander into the future. As . I , my mind contemplated that part of my Y life of which I now know nothing, I Q Q thought of my friends, and at last of the - .QLQ5 X f future of my classmates. QF km ' X I With this on my brain I fell asleep, XKQX i only to be awakened suddenly by a very Q5 .QQ W, ji W odd sound from the fire. Looking there QJSV ' ' ' I saw the tiniest maiden standing on the A 3 Wim andiron gazing at me, and speaking with X 2 ff! a fascinating voice. , K ' Listen, please, I am a messenger i t X from the fire queen, who knows what the l future will bring. When the fire goes out you will find that from which you will know the future of the Class of Fifteen. A small blue flame and a little hiss, N and she was gone. Impatiently I waited IV Q until the fire went out, so that I could be- gin my search. I was very much disap- pointed to find only the usual gray ashes. Listlessly I picked up the poker and be- i gan building a new fire. My attention 0' was suddenly attracted to many little 0 pieces of paper, of nearly every shape ' and color imaginableiq Ilduglthoem all out , ' ' and placed them on t e eart eside me. tr- ' The title and a few notes of music X gxwm first caught my eye. The piece was named The Leader, and the composer's initials were W. S. Now, as you already know, Walter is both a leader and a musician. He will become the director of a famous orchestra, probably in a Northern atmosphere. One of your number will convert the heathen, was the newspaper line which caught my searching eyes. That is gentle Ethel, because little people always do great things. An advertisement for nurses' uniforms with O. K. traced in ashy lines, and I found that we have a future nurse among us. Ottilie will prefer a place of treatment for people suffering from an overdose of anti-fat. The whole of a professional card was brought to light. Grace Livesay, Salesman for Everything Drug Co. She will sell one bottle, the contents of which can be used for a tooth wash, hair tonic, massage, glue, ilavoring extract: in fact, everything. On a scrap from a magazine story this was written: George We Y-, a rising young farmer, etc. Now, I know '4Mr. George is doomed to rise rapidly, whether from a gunpowder explosion or from successful farming. However, in his case it will be farming, maybe in Taney County. The next piece of paper was so small, and had so little upon it, that I nearly gave up hope. Then, lo! it came like a flash, that Wesley will be an Editor, whose paper will be popular because of the clever cartoons of the

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Senior C161 SS Poem. NS NY NS The Freshie sat upon a desk, He could not help but hear, And thus spake up that wisest man, The knowing wise Senior. I only wish to tell to you, The Senior then spake forth, Of trials hard and troubles great, And prove to you our worth. For four long years we've toiled together 'Mid sorrow, joy and pain, But when we're out into the world We'll all our victories gain. Our teachers we most truly love, And owe them all a debt. That all this great world's joys Can't force us to forget. We came in quest of wisdom, We always, always read, In many different kinds of books Of heroes long since dead. Oh, then shall we, the class '15, Step out upon Life's stage. And make the old school famous With battles that we wage. When sailing down Life's golden stream, And our future shines with light, We won't forget a classmate Whose fortune's not so bright. The Freshie felt like some one stunned, And was of sense forlorn, A sadder and a wiser man He rose Commencement morn. GWENDOLYN ARTHUR, '