Sandwich High School - Reflector Yearbook (Sandwich, IL)

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 % Reflectors SENIOR CLASS WILL ANI) PROPHECY The Will— We, the Seniors of Sandwich Township High School, Class of 1930, having done our utmost and having been fully convinced how utterly hopeless our case has been, is, and will be, have discarded all cherished hopes of living to a ripe old age and are calmly awaiting our timely death. However, we intend to die with a clear conscience therefore, we are drawing up a last will and testament so that our survivors will not quarrel over our amassed wealth namely, a bad reputation and an ability to just get through. To the teachers of S. T. H. S. we leave a profound feeling of peace and quiet, and only hope that the overwhelming quiet will not drive them to distraction. We will come back once a month to run around the halls and make a lot of noise so as to break our passing easily. To the Juniors we will our high standing in grades. We know how few the Juniors ha e on the Honor Roll, and believe that with our help they will come in for fourth place. To the Sophomores we bequeath our skill in athletics—both girls and boys. We feel that if the Sophomores had just a little bit more help, they would do very well. Therefore, we are unselfishly extending our help to them. To the Freshmen we will our overwhelming dignity. The dear little Freshmen would never get along without the supreme examples set them of the dignity of the Seniors and, since we no longer need it, we delight in giving it to the darling freshmen. I, Gurnie Anderson, leave my quiet disposition to Alice Whiteis. I, Marjorie Anderson, bequeath my curls to Margaret Hodgson. I, Florence Barrows, give my dignity and reserve to Virdelle Wesson. I, Gladys Cortright, bestow my affinity for red hair to Edna Nelson. I, Lloyd Fritsch, do cheerfully give my nickname, “Horse,” to Lawrence Fanning. I, Betty Ballou, leave my delight and success in vamping to Bessie Spach. I, Daniel Ballou, bequeath to Leon Wood my carefree disposition, also my position as comedian in S. T. H. S. I, Jessie Johnson, leave my ability to flirt to Dorothy hritsch. I, Katherine Knights, leave my powder, lipstick, rouge, etc., to Helen Johnson. I, Kenneth Erwin, bequeath to Stanley Hagen, my fascination for work. I, Charles Creascy, bestow on Alfred Puhan my everlasting grin. I, Louise Bernhardt, wish that the balance in our class treasury be used to buy gum that may be used for the next typing class, said gum to be placed in care of Lillie Larson. I, Mildred Converse, will my dainty manners to Grace Voris. 1, Russell Cooper, leave my basketball suit to Palmer Erford, with the hope that it will not need altering. I, Douglas Graves, bequeath my love for under-classmen to Alfred Woodward. I, Edith Brownfield, do leave my success as a chorus girl to Katherine Potter. I, Katherine Cramer, w ill my handbook of instructions on “How to Rob the Cradle” to Eleanor Stolp. I, Leo Hutter, bequeath my ability to talk in English class to Robert Gengler. I, Helen Huth, leave a huge donation to the library. I am giving all of my letters from Budd, filed neatly and according to type needed, and a book on how to use them, to be used as a reference (by boys, of course) on how to write genuine love letters. I, Martha Lundeen, leave my rattling good Ford to Lewis Coakes so that he can get to school on time each morning (that is, if he doesn't have a blowout). I, Cecelia Miller, leave my quiet, studious and dignified manners to Ellen Francis. I, Florence Newtson, will a lock of my hair to Frederic Schrader. I, Arthur Peterson, bequeath my quietness to Joe Hartman. Page 27

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%ReelectoR ° I, Glendon Potter, leave my musical ability to George Skinner. 1, Ida Rickert, bequeath to Charlotte Southwick all my ambition. I, Robert Stolp, do leave my manly ways to Jack Flynn. I, Joyce Sherman, do bestow upon Myrtle Rogers my popularity with the sterner sex. Handle with care. Myrtle. I, Harley Travis, leave my retiring disposition and terror of anything feminine to Pete Massat. I, Martha Tuttle, bequeath my fairy-like ways to Edna Martin. I, Darrell Wesson, will two pigs to Thorval Johnson. I, Marion Wilson, being an unusual, unselfish girl, and willing to spread sunshine, give to the public my remedy of “How to make slender persons plump.” I, Donald Dean, bequeath to anyone who will accept it, my histrionic gifts. Most important dates can be found in my Chemistry Book. I, Florence Smithers, will five inches of my extra height to Jean Thompson. We, Carl Scent and Arthur Dalstel, do leave our good report cards to Howard Rschenberg and Lester Claude. You may need them, children. I, Margaret Lindvall, do leave my ability for talking in assembly to Alda Miller. And to this, our last w ill and testament, we the Seniors, do attach our seal, declaring it wholly legal and signed in the presence of Harold D. Carnahan as witness. —Margaret Lindvali. Kathkrini Knights The Prophecy Paris, France June 1, 1945 Dear Old Snake-Eye: How’s the old snake-charmer anyhow: I just recovered from a slight concussion of the dome caused by falling off Eiffel Tower. Those things do happen, you know. However, I was content in the hospital. Betty Ballou was my nurse and Edith Brownfield my manicurist. Both of their names now end in “ski.” 1 guess the old world isn’t so small after all, is it? During my convalescence I went to a movie and in the vaudeville I saw the famous Anderson sisters. 1 enjoyed their dances immensely. Last time I was in Paris I stayed at the Ritzmore Hostelry. I was very intimate with the chief bouncer, who was my old schoolmate, Russell Cooper. For sake of variety, Russ and I went to a magician’s tent. Here we found Florence Barrows successfully hypnotizing many people. On the way home we rode the tramway, and whom should we sec Page 28 but Carl Scent as conductor. While we chatted about obi times, a dog was killed by the car. Immediately, the president of the society for Prevention of Cruelty to Animals appeared, and we were surprised to find him to lx Daniel Ballou. You asked me what became of Katherine Cramer. She is conducting a French school for wealthy American tourists. After leaving Paris I went to Lyons to visit the silk industry. There, imagine my surprise to find Louise Bernhardt head of a silk weaving department! She told me that Gladys Cort-right used all the silk in her exclusive silk dress shop at Paris. Louise seems to be making money. I took a plane to Greece. I couldn’t miss that old, romantic country after all I had studied about it in ancient history. I dropped into a Greek confectionery. To my amazement, I found Mildred Converse waiting on tables. She liked working for Greeks so well that she left America for the real thing. Well, I must leave now for Valencia. Hope to see you soon. Aloysius.