Seaside High School - Sea Breeze Yearbook (Seaside, OR)

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Freshmen Class

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Che Frealunwn The Freshman of the class thet be- gan work in September, 1917, started on their High School life with many members and much enthusiasm. As the weeks went by, however, the stu- dents began to drop out until of the 26 that began at the first of the term we soon had only 16 left. At the middle of the year the new class of Freshmen came in and helped increase our numbers. Those who left were Rhoda Ander- son, Myrtle Button, Gladys Arnold, Edwin Salminen, Onnie Salmeen, Vir- gil Walker, Lillian Hutchinson, Gilbert Fulkerson, Marion Fulkerson, Ruth Be- Lieu, and Edna Fuller. Edna went with her grandparents to Timber, Oregon, while Ruth left for Portland. The others are still in Seaside. Those who are still attending school are Dorothy Johansen, Eva Tyberg, Es- ther Kari, Orville Spath, Mildred Ol- sen, Hazel Reeves, James Miller, Wil- liam Miller, Marie Christensen, Eliza- beth Marsh, Charles Olson, Glen Ste- vens, Leola Ball, Frank Hartman, Inez Stafford, Leonard Hutchinson, Esther Hansberry, Marie Schamberger and Claude Barnes. These are all progressing and we hope they will be back next year. ig, hl. ——90——— FRESHMAN ALPHABET A is for Abernethy which we take to class, B is for Beth Marsh, a dark-eyed lass, C is for Claude, our sergeant at arms, who stands by the door and an- swers alarms, Dis for Dorothy, who Style,” but to other isn’t worth while, likes “Cafe Freshies it E is for Edwin, a dear Freshman lad, who seems very good, but is really quite bad, F is for Freshies—that's us all, who entered in January and last fall, G is for Gilbert, an over-grown boy, to whom Prof. Lovett said he’d give a toy, H is for Hazel, who hates every boy, because her heart was broken by Leroy, | is for Inez, the studious one, who gets all her lessons before joining the fun, J is for James, the giant of the class, who at exams knew he would pass, K is for Kaiser, whom we’re going to lick (say Kids, remember the cran- berries we used to pick?), L is for Prof. Lovett, who loves a joke, M is for Marie, who is usually broke, N is for Nasty, which we never say, and also for order—Oh! How we obey! O is for Order, that reigns o’er the school, P is for Piano, enjoyed as a rule, Q is for Quizzes, which Mrs. Wyatt gives, talk about hard! Say, boy, Gee Whiz! R is for Ruth Belieu, who likes the boys, especially Claude Barnes, which fact he enjoys, S is for Soldiers, Oh, how the girls rave, when a truck-load of ’em passes the school—we wave, T is for Trustworthy, which we all should be, U is for University, which we may some day see, V is for Vaccination, which the gram- mar school knows of, but the high school is trying to keep out of, W is for Water, in which Raymond got ducked, X is for Xams, in which some of us flunked, Y is for Yesterday, when Orville got sent from class, and Z is for Zero, which you’ll get if you don’t pass.

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THE FRESHMAN’S FATE (Based on Fact) There was a goodly Freshman Come strolling down the lane, Filling the air with beauteous song At sound of which few men go wrong. Behind a bush three Sophomores, All three intent on crime, Await this goodly Freshman, With murderous design. They seized upon the fair youth, And round his face they tied A great big red bandana, And then the Freshman cried. He wept, and at his bitter tears, The Sophmores leapt with glee, For to those murderous villains, ’Twas a goodly sight to see. They bore him to a barrel, Half filled with mud and slime; (You do not know how hard it is To make this poem rhyme.) One took his hands and one his feet, The other took the rear To see that some professor Did not come and interfere. They soused the poor young Freshman Up to his nose and eyes. This mode of torture seemed to take The Freshman by suprise. For as he touched the liquid He struggled, screamed and hissed, And finally got up courage To shake his brawny fist. Pf oelry The Sophs now turned the Freshie loose— The Freshie, once more free, Ran swiftly to the teacher, And told upon the three. The teacher, then against the Sophs, His righteous wrath did hold— First paddled till his arm gave out, Then ended with a scold. Now to the worthy Sophomores, Some good advice I’ll give When next a Freshman bold you catch, Why, do not let him live. And to the Freshies, small and wee, I would advise once more: Never to travel all alone, But go in three and four. Oo——- “TO MAKE A MODEL TOWN OF SEASIDE.” Knock all the pep out of the village, Pinch our “pond” for disturbing the peace, For tossing and bounding intently, When our mayor has told it to cease. Make the elements snow in the sum- mer, And the sun to go off to it’s bed, Then lock in the jug every evening, His Highness, Old Tillamook Head. Pull the man who wears rain clothes, when the rain falls; Send the beach off to some warmer clime— That’s the means Seaside, A fine model town for all time. which will make