Rush Springs High School - Redskin Yearbook (Rush Springs, OK)

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Senior Class History0 Now that four years have come and past, we can look back upon them and recount many happy school experiences leavened with a few sorrows, that have lost their tinge, leaving only the memories of the happy days. As we think of our first year in High School, with H. F. Allen as our Superintendent, and Miss Michaelson as our advisor, we can recall how we were kicked around by our upper ciassman: but the next year we became Sophomores and to think we were able to kick the miserable Freshmen around in turn. That year brought us a new ,uperintend- ent, Ciaude Southward, who, we believed, had a thought way back in his mind, that we were the best mass in school. We had for our advisor, that year, Miss Rogers, loved by all. The year had come and gone before we were aware of the fact. Our Junior year was one of work and pleasure, with Miss Schuh as advisor, who proved to us, that we could have found none better as a friend. Now, in the fall of 1922, it was a wise class that took up the role of “Dignified Sen- iors” in Rush Springs High School. This year brought to us a new superintendent, and also a beloved advisor, D. Bruce Selby. This year has been one of work and well grounded preparations for the years to come: although we have stumbled, and fallen, we have always risen again and forth with renewed vigor. We hope R. S. H. S. will continue to grow as it has done in the past four years. Thus with memories that will forever remain dear, we leave you, Rush Springs High School. To alle th people of Rush Springs, who may come under the sound of the voice of the Prophecy, I say Listen, for unto you: I do speak all truths, as they have been reveal- ed to me. When it was so decreed that the prophecy, of this, the Class of 1923, was given to me. I felt as one who stands in the realms of an unknown world. To myself I wondered why the future of these bonny, bewitching, fair ones and these resolute and imperial young men should rest upon the decision of one, who fills such a humble place in the everyday walk of life. As one of the divine prophets said unto the world, even so. I say unto to vou, “Bles- sed be he that readeth, and they that heareth and endureth. the words of this pro- phecy as it is written, for the time is at hand.” As I looked into that land of the un- known future. I saw dim shadows of the group once known as my classmates, who seem- ed changed, and even transformed, into citizens of this new world; the one that they had in youth hoped to see and conquer. I could see our beloved class president, Thomas C. Rice, in all his Majesty, heeded b tht people of this, his own, state: for he was Governor and his word was law. Looking again: I saw in the society circles, those, who were most fair to look upon, and behold, one whose beauty out rivaled all, was Beaulah Hogue, reigning supremely yet wisely, as a great actress.

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 Again it camo to pass and I found myself inside of a great Cathedral, where a priest in his wonderous robes poured forth words of inspiration and instructions and verily 1 say I saw the form of Joseph Lee Huntley, who had enlisted in the work of the Church. Later the unknown veil was lowered and raised and before me swung an open door in a home and there I found a household made happy by a wife, who had found her greatest ambition in the highest of all worldly vocations: that of keeping a home. My soul rejoiced as I gazed upon Margaret Harris and I followed my spirit further on the quest of things that are to be. Linge.iingly, 1 watched the home lights die away and within my heart I felt a desire to hear or know something of my old friend, Hazel Jackson, when low my soul was held entranced by the strains of music that seemed to sway one into the realm of artistic beauty. At once 1 was amazed wired I beheld the figure of Hazel Jackson swaying from side to side at the appeal of the fantastic lyre, as she danced a jig in delightful time to the music. As the music died away, I gazed upon the wonderful city of Hollywood, California, when I saw Ruby Herndon, with h r 1 i} s rosy red, playing a leading role with Ro- doiph Valentino. The next scene, that presents itself to view, is that of Los Angels, and here T see Mrs. Fred Kirk, in ail her glory, better known to her old classmates as Frances Lindsey, driving down the street in a Cadillac sedan. This vision passed from ray view and I hear in the distance a familiar voice, one that I heard of yore, but much sweeter. As I viewed the person from whom this swee music came I found it to be none other than Grace Warren: known as one among the greatest of singers. Last but not least, I realized that it was none other than myself (Johnny Blue) mount- ing the steps of Oxford, as the president of that famous college, and verily as I beheld this scene and marveled thereat, the veil was drawn over mini eyes, shutting out from my vision the things that are to lx and I turned my eyes back to the things that are; sure that as “coming events cast their shadows before”, only goodness and truth and prosperity shall follow all the days that are to come to the fair and talented members of the Class of 1923. 1923