Saltsburg High School - La Saltianna Yearbook (Saltsburg, PA)

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 LA SALT1ANNA CLASS WILL W e, the class of Nineteen Hundred and Thirty, of the Saltsburg High School, before leaving this Hall of Learning, believing most of us to be of sound mind and unusual wisdom, deem it expedient to draw up this Will, which makes null and void any previous wills written by or for us. We trust that the oncoming classes will hold it in highest esteem, and that they will keep it always before them as a shining example of good judgment and as a worthy goal of their ambitions. TO THE FACULTY, we bequeath: The right of guardianship over the underclassmen, because they will need it after we are gone. The privilege of lengthening the time of Detention Hall. The hope that you will not have to wait forever for a class as brilliant as we. ( ur many thanks for the leadership you have given us and our best regards for the trouble you have taken with us in the hope of better preparing us for a more illustrious future. TO THE JUNIORS, we bequeath: ()ur place, in so far as they can fill it. Our favorite pastime in Study Halls. Our teachers and our books. Also our dignity. TO THE SOPHOMORES, we bequeath: The desire that you may some day be Seniors, and rule over all. Our pristine stupidity in changing classes. Our hope that you will have harder new text books, for you will need them if you would attain our place of honor and glory. We hereby separately bequeath to our fellow schoolmates as follows: 1. Alberta Bordner. bequeath my linguistic ability and my boy friend to Martha Shearer. The latter gift is not worth much. I, Leila Compton, bequeath my scientific knowledge and my unfading cheer to Doris Woolweaver. I, Wilbur Compton, bequeath my natural marcel and my marvelous voice to Dorothy Kelly. 1. Mary Cunningham, bequeath my love of Latin and my dainty charm to Virginia Ames. I. loseph Duke, bequeath my height and all my sleepiness to Gilbraith Stitt. 1, Lysle Earhart, bequeath my paper wads and my perfect attendance record to Lola Horrell. She will find good use for them. I. Pearl Fennell, bequeath my mathematical insight and my conversational qualities to Mildred Schardt. 1. Alice George, bequeath my lipstick and my brunette beauty to Eleanor Waddle. 1. Helen Getty, bequeath my taste for good literature and my acting ability to my brother Joseph when he grows up. I. Clair Grantz, since I must leave, bequeath my red-haired choice to Sidney Waugaman. Page twenty-three

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LA SALTIANNA guides told us he must leave us to join a larger group of treasure hunters, for we were told that in these great caverns there were many, many groups such as ours. He left us in charge of the newcomer and we again started the upward climb. Three more of our comrades left us and we were now only twenty-five. The cave was so large that many parts of it were hidden from our view. Hour by hour we explored the caves, beautiful gem-filled caves, until finally as we rounded a huge rock we stood facing a large opening with two heavy iron gates. We ran to the gates and found to our surprise that we had climbed up and up until at this place we were far above the surrounding country, and when we looked again we discovered we were on the opposite side of the mountain. Below us lay a beautiful green valley. The flowers were just starting to bloom and the fruit trees were dressed in their annual garb of blossoms. On the other side of the valley we could see for miles and miles, but our sight was not strong enough to see the things beyond. The whole world seemed to lie before us. We were anxious to explore it, too. even though it would take a lifetime to do so. Our only regret in leaving is that we cannot take our guides along. They have been so faithful and we wish that we could always have them with us, but sadly we must go on without them. There is one of the guides who has ever been near us, always watching over and helping us. She has been more than a guide—she has been an inspiration, and bidding goodbye to her is our hardest task. We know she will be an inspiration to many other groups, too. The leader of our guides then opens the gates and we enter a field larger than we have ever known. Napoleon said. “Beyond the Alps lies Italy, but we, as Seniors, say, “Beyond High School lies the World. HIGH SCHOOL STONKS Freshmen Sophomore Junior ...... Senior F.merald Soapstone Moonstone Grindstone « • 1 9 3 0 wv na')c twenty-two

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 LA SALTIANNA I. Earl Greece, will give to anyone the rest of my unusual Cicero translation, if he can find it. I. Norman Grosklos, bequeath my good looks and my good nature to Arthur Hart. I, Grace Hale, bequeath “Petite,” and my chemistry burns to Anna Rokiscak. 1. Dora King, bequeath my chewing gum and my giggle to Mabel Stine, though she can already chew as well as I. I. Olive Cowman, bequeath my compact and my tranquility to Marian Simpson, also many other things. I. Alexander Lyons, well known to everyone, bequeath most of my playthings and all of my books to John Hine. 1, William Martin, bequeath every French book 1 can find to George Martin. He will appreciate them. I know. I. John Maguire, bequeath my ability at being somebody's boy friend to Chalsmer Brown, if he will accept it. I. Joseph Serene, bequeath my leadership and mischief to Ward Brown: it will be a good addition to what he already has. I, Earl Rupert, bequeath all my athletics medals, letters and honors to Eddie Franklin. They are too heavy for me to bear. I. Pauline Shaffor, bequeath my French correspondence and my oratorical experience to Dorothy Grassell. I, Virginia Shupe, bequeath my A grades and my piano bench to Gladys Allenbaugh. I, Anna Smith, bequeath my date book and my extra hairpins to Margaret McKelvev. She’ll need the hairpins. 1, Rhoda Smith, bequeath all the Arithmetic books to the wise ones, but preferably 'to the junk man. I. Ronald Shuster, bequeath my specs and my banjo to Steve Godleski. I. Hilda Steffey. bequeath my good behavior and silence to my sister Myrtle, who should make good use of it. I. Mae Belle Waugaman. bequeath my blondness and my smallness to Anna Kitch. (Signed) THE CLASS OF '30 ALBERTA BORDNER. '30 Page twenty-four 19 3 0 mi '