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

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Sheik. What was familiar about her. Where had I seen her before? Could it be Elvera? : ; , ; She was so absorbed in Sheik’s attentions and conversa- tion, that I with difficuty made myself known to her. I finally caught her eye, and with a smothered exclama- tion, she came to me and greated me cordially. She told me she had been disappointed in love and in Christian civilization so she decided to travel about the world, and study philosophies. Her youthful desire to spend time on the desert was accomplished. I left the next morning for Australia. Upon my arrival, I wished to send a wire to my mother. To my surprise, who should greet me in the telegraph of- fice but Dagny. She was chief of the Australian office. She said she could readily see that most women change in thirty years, as she hardly knew me. We talked a long while about our happy times in Seaside. I then asked her about her life. She told me she was married to the real Bishop of Ballarat and he had been dead two years. T then decided that truth is stranger than fiction, for who would have guessed that Dagny, out of all her suitors, would have chosen the dignified bishop. She contemplated bringing her three children to America for their education. She said although her happiest years had been spent in Australia, she wished the children to be educated in America. Although Europe is beautiful, I feel like Henry Van Dyke in his poem, ‘‘For it’s home again, home again, home again for me.’’ When I arrived in New York, I was besieged by reporters so I went up to the typist office. Who should be sitting behind the chief typist’s desk but Shirley. I noticed a diamond on her left hand, so I asked her about it and she said she was going to be married in about a month. She had been married once before, but her husband had been dead five years. She was now engaged to a wealthy New Yorker. I told her of my visit with the girls and she asked me to “SEA BREEZE”--PAGE 1%

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theatres attracted my attention. Looking at the pictures in front of the theatre, I saw a photograph which looked very familiar. Upon examining farther, I saw it was Esther Kari, who had become famous as a fancy dancer. I decided to find her and upon consulting the manager, I found she had a beautiful home not far from the show. I im- mediately went there and luckily found her at home. We had a wonderfhl time talking over our old school days at the U. H.S. She served an elaborate dinner and invited me to attend the show. I must say she danced beautifully, quite fulfilling the promise of her high school days. After spending this delightful time with Miss Kari, as she preferred to be called, I went across the channel to England. T had taken a room in one of the large hotels in London, in the congested portions of the city. All of a sudden I heard a crash and some glass breaking. I went to the window and looked out to see what caused the con- fusion. There was a woman of about medium height standing by a little short man. He was holding some books and a ham- mer. I then went outside and to my great surprise I found it was —I know you all know, for who could be a suffragette leader but Aster Moore. I went up and talked to her, but she said she couldn’t wait very long, as she had some more windows to break. She introduced the little man as her husband. She said he was very devoted and took care of the children and did the housework while she was out in the political world. I was very sorry she couldn’t talk longer, but I found much about her in the English papers. My next visit was to the Sahara Desert. I don’t know whether our landing place could be called a city or not, but nevertheless there were a group of tents here. One of these was the tent of a group of philosophers, who were touring the world, interested in Hinduism, Mohammed- ism, and other eastern faiths. One of the women, a dark haired, still very young and at- tractive appearing one, was busily chatting with an Arab PAGE 18--“SEA BREEZE“

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give her their addresses as her future husband and she were going to tour the world for their honeymoon. Leaving New York I went to Chicago, primarily to visit the university. Contrary to the expectations and prophecies of some of my Seaside friends, I had married and boasted a daughter, who was ready for college. I wished her to see some of the east and its culture. I was especially interested in the University of Chicago. My daughter loved Spanish, so we decided to visit the Spanish class. Upon my entrance in the class, who, to my great surprise and amazement, should be teacher but Gladys Ramsey. I asked her if she was still a miss. She said al- though she had several suitors, Ramsey suited her much bet- ter than any other name. T asked her if she had heard anything of Jennie. She said she heard that Jennie was in Seattle. I met Jennie one afternoon at the library, where we had a long chat. I asked her what she was doing now. She said she was president of the Spinster Association. She had no use for men whatever. She said they were good only for mak- ing a living, and she had plenty of money to keep her. She was just the same Jennie Long, as ever. I then left for dear, old Seaside, where T had a wonder- ful time, renewing old acquaintances. I decided as I had many times before, that Seaside was the best place, after all. Class Will Know All Men by These Presents. That we, the members of the Class of June, 1920, Union High School, City of Seaside, County of Clatsop, State of Oregon, being sound of judgment and memory and not acting under influence of any persons, whatsoever, do hereby make, publish and declare this our last will and testament in manner and form following, to-wit: First: It is our will and we do order that all our just debts be duly paid as soon as possible, which are as follows: To Professor Stevens, our gratitude for letting us do the things we shouldn’t, To Miss Reik, our love for her kindness and interest she has shown in our Class. PAGE 20--“SEA BREEZE