Saint Helens High School - Lion Yearbook (St Helens, OR)

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'MN 'M -W-MwMM -HMM-A-WNATHE LIONHNN-AMW-N--N--.wMMM 'W rMMr Why, it's gangsters. Who is the main man? It's Herschel Pitts, and his moll. Great heavens! It's our meek little friend, Mabel Sturgess. There is a roar, and an airplane appears overhead. Gertrude Quilleash, and in the cockpit is John Voss, the famous private detective, who always gets his man. Then the scene in the crystal changes and I see Ray Rainey, a meek little husband who always stays home fthe second Mr. Milquetoastj and gets dinner while his wife, Greta Garbo, earns the family bacon. Again the scene changes, and I see Clifford Ricker as an ambulance chasing lawyer in the dear old home town, St. Helens. Geraldine Schwab next appears on the scene, she has taken Miss Hamilton's place in the Senior English Class. The scene hasn't yet changed from St. Helens High, why it is Marvin Werings, and he has taken Mr. Bennettis place in the social science department, only he comes from the hills of Yankton instead of the plains of Indiana. The crystal changes, and, ah, woe is me, who is that lonely old beggar, with the beard to his knees, who has just asked Virginia Sutherland, the English Channel swimmer, for a bite to eat? Why, it's Clarence Singleton. Where, oh where, has his ability to hold up his head gone? Next I see a shingle over a door. Why, it says: Weed and Weed, famous seed growers. I presume it must be Melvin and Oren. Clifford Felton next appears on the scene as the absent- minded professor who has forgotten his spectacles, and has to have someone read the English lesson to him, as he teaches it. The light dims, the crystal clouds. That must be all. I could think of nothing but my old friends. I wasn't in the least relieved of my nostalgia, scenes from the lives of my fellow classmen had made it worse. I rose and followed my friend, the hag, down the long, dim corridor, and after she had extracted most of my fortune from me, I decided to buy a castle on the Volga with the remainder of it and spend the rest of my days trying to make gold out of water. -Clazre Bowen l23l

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,MQMA PROPHECY OF THE SENIOR CLASS- fContinuea' from page 20, blankets, and telling all the long-necked tourists that they are descendants of Sitting Bull and Pocahontas! The ball next takes me to Norway. There is an old castle on the coast, and who can that be who lives in it? Why, it's Jean Larson. She is spending her life wrecking ships in order that she might bring the victims into her castle and create a second Frankenstein from them. The desert of Arizona looms up next, and I see Joe Larson and Roy Loucks. They are Mexican bandits, and have come across the border to see if they can't swipe some nice fat cattle. We come to a huge hotel. The bell boy rushes after a bearded old gentleman. Why, it's Roy Urie, the great butter magnate. He is simply rolling in butter, and the bell boy proves to be Richard McClelland. We next come to a cave in the hills. Who can that eccentric looking soul be? Why, it's Floyd McGlinn, who has become a hermit in order to keep away from the women. We come next to a hospital. No, those aren't humans. They are cats, and Fern Montank is operating on one. There is a man standing by and weeping. Why, it's Ray Murray, and Fern's experiment didn't prove to be very successful. He is weeping over the death of his wife's favorite cat. The ball next follows the poor cat to the undertakers, and would you believe it, Gunnar Nasman, with a bald head is per- forming the necessary services. And then to the grave with the poor cat. Ah, woe is me. Why, Loren Olsen is the grave digger. Do you suppose he ever gets the shovel entwined in his beard? Herer comes the minister, a lady. It is Greta Otto! The cat next goes clear to the Golden Gates. Who is that old gentlemen with the hour glass in his hand? He looks familiar. It is George Yeager! The crystal leaves the cat in peace, and next takes us to a lawn party in Brooklyn, New York. The gabby females are pow- wowing over in that corner. My, but that blond head and the brown one look familiar. The crystal brings them closer, and dearie me, it's Mildred and Norma Ann Peterson. The next scene is in Chicago. My, what's all that racket? lu!

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9 1 . junior Class The Class of 1935, with Miss Holloway acting as advisor, has accomplished much during the year. One of the most interesting parties of the year was sponsored by the Juniors. The Student Bodywas invited and admission was charged according to the color of hair. , Smith vs. Smyth, a comedy assembly program, under the direction of Stanley McNallen, kept the Student Body in peals of laughter. On April 20, 1934, the Class gave one of the most successful of Junior Proms. The auditorium was decorated in blue and white to represent the deck of a ship. The Junior-Senior Picnic was held at J antzen Beach on May 21. Chester Hogan, the Junior Class candidate for king of the carnival won first place. , ' The officers for the year were as follows: president, Robert Cody 3 vice-president, Mervin Cooke, secretary, Chester Hogan, treasurer, Jean Allin. The Girls' League council representatives were Mary Quilleash and Dolly Dolan. , , The members elected to the Student Board of Control were George Pasero and Ruth Houser. 1 Sophomore Class The winning of the annual Pep Rally has made the Class of 1936 the peppiest and one of the most outstanding throughout the year. This Class also won in the inter-class basket-ball games, which thus maintained the record made at the beginning of the year. On November 10, the Sophomores gave an interesting Kid class party in the high school auditorium. Dues for the year were twenty-five cents. The class advisor was Miss Hatton. Other officers were: Robert Gra.y, president, Herbert Freeland, vice-president, Sadie J olma, secretary, Edward Miller, treasurer. Jean Hooker and June Joyce Crouse were 'elected to the Girls' League Council. Edward Miller and Grace Sturgess were representatives to the Board of Control. l24l