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

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m “La Saltianna V Class Will We, the class of Nineteen Hundred Thirty-two of Saltsburg High School, before taking leave of our followers, having passed the test of sound mind and unusual wisdom under our physicians, consider it wise to draw up this last will and document. We hereby declare all wills, documents, testimonials, excuses, notes, et cetera, null and void, drawn up by, or for us heretofore. TO Till'. FACULTY WE BEQUEATH: The memory of all our escapades, wails, and pleas. Our grateful thanks for your help and patience. Good wishes for the next Seniors, although we think you’ll never get better ones than we were. TO THE JUNIORS, WE BEQUEATH: Our throne, to fill it to the best of their ability. Also our reference books and dignity, which they most assuredly need. TO THE SOPHOMORES, WE BEQUEATH: The wish that you will prepare yourselves for our throne. All the chewing gum, books, and wisecracks you can find after we leave. TO THE FRESHMEN, WE BEQUEATH: A prayer that they will not always be green. All our good wishes etc. (They will never get through without them.) We hereby bequeath, individually, to our fellow schoolmates as follows: I, Virginia Ames, bequeath my height to Elizabeth Lamb. I, Dora Askins, bequeath my quietness, judgement, and good behavior to my sister, Martha. It will insure her safety. I, Chalsmer Brown, bequeath my dark-eved brunette choice to Jim Wilson. I, Mary Deemer, bequeath my smile to Betty Weamer. I, Chester Fillar. bequeath my petit”-ness and my derby to John Rupert. I, Joseph Getty, bequeath all my paper wads and mischievousness to “Pecks” Brown, my pal. This added to his own will make him a record breaker. I, Margaret Greece, bequeath my perfect wave and charm to Mary Ellen Walters. I, Charles Guthridge, bequeath my sunny nature and my industriousness to Ralston Shupe. 1932 Twenty-one

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La Saltianna V The Haunted House Is there anyone to whom the mere mention of a haunted house does not arouse his curiosity as to its mysterious inhabitants, such as this haunted house had ours? The air was filled with excitement as, on a bright September morning in 1928, a group of fifty-one frightened youngsters with wide, staring eves, ready to see horrible creatures spring upon us in this daring adventure, found ourselves in the dark musty hallway of the house. We had been told there were four floors to this curious dwelling and had set out determined not to give up until we had explored them all. We had a grand time opening the doors, (much to our surprise not rusty-hinged creaking doors, for they had been opened by seekers before us) and peering into what they held. They contained only a glimpse of what might follow, so we eagerly trudged up the well worn stairs to the second floor where we found doors slightly harder to open. Hut, when, with an effort, they stood ajar, our group, grown somewhat smaller in number, was startled by the interesting things to which they led. Still more enthused after our exploration of the second floor, we climbed the stairs to the above door where, to our amazement, we found a treasure chest tucked neatly in a corner. Opening it, glittering rings, one for each of us, met our sight. We even amused ourselves with several parties and a dance to which we invited the ones then finishing their exploration. Upon reaching the fourth and last floor, after climbing the stairs a little steeper than the first, we found ourselves in a more lovely, cheerful room where we knew was hidden the treasure for which we were searching. We had to tug at several doors before we finally got the one open which contained our long sought-for treasure, the symbol of our success and achievements. We shall never forget how we watched from the windows the others just beginning their adventurous tour, and how we strived to attain the treasure which rewarded our sincere efforts to store the knowledge which is to prepare us for our various fields of life. Twenty -1932

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La Saltianna V I, Vivian Horrell, bequeath my chewing gum and gab to Marv Sherlock. 1 . Gertrude Loughry, bequeath my charming manners and quietness to Vivian Vensel. I, Richard Maguire, bequeath my acting ability and quick-wittedness to Myron Kiebler. I, James Myers, bequeath my athletic inclinations and superiority to Robert McKelvey. I, Hester McDivitt, bequeath my lipstick and bloom to all the Junior girls. I hope they use it sparingly. I Mildred Schardt, bequeath my linguistic ability and alto voice to Gladys Allenbaugh. I, Martha Shearer, bequeath my undying love for science to Ethel Calamari. I. Charlotte Shupe, bequeath my frankness to Felgie Kengerski. It will improve her morals. I, Elaine Stein, bequeath my famous giggle and sprightliness to Adda Kinter. I, Marian Simpson, bequeath my “si ecs” and long hair to Mabel Stein. I. Isabel Snyder, bequeath my business-like appearance and good looks to Eva Dunn. I, Isabel Shupe, bequeath my modesty and choice of blonds to Helen Grassel. I, Veda Waddell, bequeath my mysteriousness to Fern Lowman. I, Sidney Waugaman, bequeath my hatred for women to George Kunkleman. I, Doris Woolweaver, bequeath my striking style and taste for lengthy skirts to Sara Ameno. (Signed) THE CLASS OF ’32, Dora Ask ins, ’32 Elaine Stein, ’32 Twenty-two 193 2