Russell High School - Beta Yearbook (Russell, MN)

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Class Prophecy Ccontinuedj music for Mavis' magazine. Gordon and I left immediately for Philadelphia to revive old times with Vivilore. Her husband dir- ected the Philadelphia Symiphony .OrcheStra, and she was an eminent personality in the musical world, which did not leave us as surprised as it might have. From Philadelphia Gordon went back t0 his pi1ot's cockpiit, and I went back to my store, All of imy classmates are we'l settled, but I believe Gordon and I will remain old bachelors. -Jerrold Tipler. fassisted by Mavis Munsonl. . Class We, the Senior Class Of '35 bequeath to the faculty and members of the Jun.i0r Class the most precious posseSsions of our dignified class which the above mentioned mvusst cherish and fulfill. Section I. Bequests to the members of the honorable Junior Class: Gordon Purdy bequeathes to William .Sheffield his unique way Of making his hair lie flat, and ad- vises Bi'l to follow directions. To Robert Cadwell and Florence Wixon go Roland's late hours and Gordon's early hours, re- spectively. This ought to help matters a great deal. Vera Seaman is the receiver of all of the hand looks received by Mavis from' Mr. Mikelson ,for whispering, but Lucille Rist0w bequeathes hir own individual giggle to heir which ought to make her feel better. Irene and Fern will their habit of being late for classes to Dorothy Peterson and Iva Winders respectively. Jerrold Tipler's seat in the noisy sect'on .of the assembly goes to Donald Cepp as alfo d es Roland's sources of funny stories. The combination ought to make the southeast corn-er of the assembly sound like a bald case of static. - To Lawrence Karbo gf'-es Irene Crozieris bangs which ought to add a great deal to his appearance. Mavis Munson's sincere love for Latin goes to Paul Clausen 'for the coming year, but Jerrold Tip- ler's .Extreme love for Latin goes to William. Shef- field. To Margie Herrick goes Lucille's ex-drag w'th a little man of the Sophomore class and all of the gum under Jerrol-:J's desk, two very useful gifts. Vivilore Hen-s-en gives her collect'on of gum wrappers to Paul Ciagsen, because he never chews gum anyway. To Dorothy Peterson goes everv bit of Vivilore's modesty which will be useful to her on bec0m1ing a Senior. To Nellie Larsen, Mavis. gives the sericus duty Will of carrying a needle and thread in her purse for the use of the high school. Mavis will even be- queath to Nellie the badly battered spool which is now residing in her ipurse. Gordon Purdy wishes that John Zv0rak would adopt his way of sewing buttons onto his Shirt. Gor- don says that they are bound to stay on. Because she knows that she'll relish it just as much, Irene Crozier bequeathes her keen delight in going to So-cial Science class 'to F'0ren:e Wixon. To William. Sheffield and Lawrence Karbo goes the duty of being tardy nearly every noun as Mavis and Fern have done this: year. To the entire Junior class goes the- right to be called Seniors next year. Section II. Bequests ito Our patient instructors: Irene Crozier gives Mr. Point the penmisaion to read the book ent'tled, Everyday Problems in Teach- ing. As treasurer of the Senior Class, Mavis will -draw out enough cash to buy Mr. Mikelson a bel with a louder ring to it. fJust in case he breaks this one while in a good-natured mood.J Fern Brechler wills some of her exceptionally swell times to Mr. Point so that he may assume a good natured mood towards the Senior c ass of next year. A certain seni.or boy funknownl wills to Mr. Mil-'elson a method which he uses to make a cer- tain senior girl tunknownj blush, ifn order that Mr, M kelson may practice it on the new primary teacher next year. The whole Senior Class bequeathes the duty of keej-ing next year's senior clafs in order, which wi l prolably be a harder job than it was this year, Being of one mvind, and n0t under any influence but thzt of exuberance of spirits, we bi-d you to caary oit the above. W tness: Signed: Fern Brechler, Tho Senior Class. Class Secretary.

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Class Prophecy 'I wish that telephone operator would give me Some service. Hello, wil. you call Transcontinental Airlines, please? It surely is a typical spring day here. Let me see: this is June eighteenth, nineteen hundred and sixty. That means it's about twenty- tive years since I was graduated from the good ol' Russell High School-H-ello, is this the Transcon- tinental Airlines? Have you any reservations left on the four o'clock transport? All right. Save that one for me, p'ease. The name is Jerrold Tipler, 7403 Park Avenue. I'believe I've earned a good three m.0nth's vacation. I've worked ever since nineteen-forty, when I started a small store back in Minneapolis, and now I have a store here in New York. I left everything in tip-top shape and caught the pane for Chicago. As I stepped oif the transport and started out of the door, I glimpsed a familiar face coming out of the control room. I looked again for sure, and who do you suppose it was? Y0u'l never guess, buit it was Gordon Purdy, my classmate of all of mg' school career. He told me that he was Hying 'his plane but had also been given a vacftion for his faithfrl service as one of the beft pilots. We vent up to his apartmert where he lived and spent lthe evening, It was uninterrnpt- od, because Gordon had remained a bache or thus far in life. It must be that women do not care for air-minded husbands. As long as our vacations coincided, we decided many of our cla'sm.ates as we could. to 'visit as Gondon said he knew where Roland could be found, and I said, Let's go, because you can be sure that Roland will know where the girls are! Therefore, we started for St. Louis the next morning, and was I surprised to find out what Belly , as we ui-Zed to call himl, was doing! After graduating he had been a successful base ball play- er anvd was now managing a team of his own. We spent two days with Roland and his. sweet wife in their home in the suburbs of St. Louis. He had a son and little daughter, Patsy, who was a cracker- jack ball player for a gir', which warmed the cockles of lfer f1atl'er's heart. Roland gave us tie whereabouts of the class as best he could. He said we could probably finid out from some of the others where they al' were. Roland had given us Fern's address, so we next flew to Reno, Nevada to see her. We rather ima- gined that we'd see her playing in an onchestra, lrut she was juzft one jump ahead .of us, for she was conducting a larfe orchestra here. She had mar- ried early in life and was well established, but were determined to remain bachelors, and the city was conxdlucting this orchestra just 'for the fun of it she said. Gordon and I soon left Reno. We was literally swarming with women. Fern had given us Iren.e's address, so we head- ed directly -for San Francisco. We founid Irene packing her bags and sweeping up the remains of the rice. She had just gotten married and was going to Paris 'for her honeymoon. Her husband was a traveling newspaper correspondent, so she was going to learn beauty culture whi e in Paris. This would give her something to do while he was away. She didn't have much time then, but prom- ised to stop and see us on her way back, which promise she kept. After Irene 'eft we idi1dn't have much to do, so we attended a movie. The firsit feature .was so tame that I went to sleep, only to be awakened by Gordon, pounding me on the back. I didn't real- ise anvthing at first, but he kept say'ng, It's Lucy! By Gee. Yes, irt's her for sure -until I came t0 the realization that the actrcss on the screen was really Lucille. We noticed the company she was work ng for and flew 'fl.0 'l l there to See her. She was very gad to see us and introduced her hus- band who was also in the movies, but in the cap- acitv of a d'rfctor. Fhe wfs unable to direct us to any of our -clfssmates, so we began to think that Mavis and Vivilore had dropped off the face of tho earth. We di .n't know their names but we spent nearly a wcerlr searching the telephone directorif of all likey places, but finally we gave it up arl Gordon returned to New York with me for a short time. About two days after our return, Gordon and I were eating d'nner in a cafeteria when a tall, well-:dressed woman W-earing glafses cam.e and sat at our table. Again Gordon beat me to irt for as she removed her glasses he calmfly said, Hello, Moses, At this remark Mavis, for it was she, promptly swallowed her mouthful of water down the wronn' way. After she had recovered sufficiently, she told us all about herself. Fhe had married about lif- te-en y-ears after graduating. She had married a news-paper man in New Orleans. She was now e - ilting a we l-known women's magazine and was, rs ste explained, in N-ew York to get some first han' information on w.omen's styles. She had no faimilf and rem.inded us of the old Mavis, who used to edit the High School paper, except for her glasses. Mavis could tel Us wh-'re Vivilore was and she did, for Vivilore had often written articles on

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juniors 'wmv William's a Junior vihds tal and le:n Hds always hap-py and ne.er mean Nellie likes to nance ani do wlsat's fun Burt after ylfy ler vxork gets done Dona d is -,tufious and alwa s quiet If his studies rrcn't d'ne, there's no riot Doxotly sings a.d sg ea s quite well And that's all ako t her that I can tell Vera is in her chief delight When she can stay out l.te at n ght Margie is our busy body To get lrer s'-udies is her hobby When you meet Paul 501 se: a big grin We knvw hL.'l take troubles on the Lhin Next is John, our farmer lad In school he's never very bad Robert is a sly and bashful boy And those around hiim he'll nez er annoy Whcn the 'phone rfngs, Iva gives a sigh Because answering it will on her rely Florence is happy whcn there's Sonoewltere to ro To a big party or even a show Last but not erst is Lawrence in line W th eyes always pzeled for a mischiexous time. -Fern Brechler. TOMORROW This year there are twelve in Our Junior Class Always wise and mischievous, each lad and lass, After three years in high school in knowledge they shine, Next year hoping for the paces left behind By the Senior Class of '34 and '35 Who at the end of their high school career arrive. Each has told us what and where he'd like To do and live for the rest Of his life. Robert Cadwel said that he would see But he thought he'd make his liv-ing on the seag He wou'd be a captain on a big cargo ship And see more of the world on every trip. Iva a clever little housewife shall be She says for a visit she'll invite you and me Her husband to ble w0rks in that big mill, Way out the-re yonder beL'ow that hill. Lawrence is trying his luck at baseball With a little m0re practice he'll beat them all He's got what it takes., that's vigor and vim, All the games for the Yankees sure'y he'll win did CLAGS ROLL Ro' ert Cadwell, laul Claus:n, Donald Cupn Margie Herrick, Lawren e Karbie, Nellie Larson Dorothy letexson, Vcra Seaman, Williim Sheffield Iva Wind,rs, Florence Wixcn, and John Zxorak. 0,.,. Donald Cupp is loj ing that le viill make good VVith energy, nails, hammer and wood. You isee, he has ckoszn a carpenter to be L't's have him biild a house fOr you and me. Margie Herrick, a little blond lass, Someday will sit before a class To teach them English and Hi'f.to1'y, too, And if Columbus to America sailed or tlew. Florence Wixon to the south wi l go With her wealthy husband, her used-to-be beau And settle dOwn for the rest of her life Free from every care and strife. Bill , we hear, will go to explore ln the jungles dark, where the ions roar. We hope that he won't meet any bad fate, Or be frightened by wild animlals, at any rate. John will live on his old homestead. To the swe'eft girl he wishes to be wed. He'll work from morn 'ti' set of sun, Then home to his wife he will go when it's done You say that Dorothy to Kentucky shall go, From Minne'sota's winters, ice and snow. To teach the little mountaineers ariihnietic We hope fOr them' she'll never use ru'e. or stick. Vera shall sail across .the sea To hear Volga boatimen sing, as they row. Nellie would 'ive far out west, It's the mountainous country, she loves the best A little white cottage she would adore With grass, green ivy climbing over the d0or. Here's Paul with his desire to ride the sky In a balloon! above the clouds to Hy To go much higher than any have done Not for a medal, but just for fun. -Vivi'ore Hansen,