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

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Fanny, his clothes torn into rags, and his face and hands bad¬ ly bruised. After a few moments he got to his feet, shook himself, and said, rather dazedly, ‘Well, I sure got here.’ “He told us that he had been disappointed in his love and sought to end his misery by getting in front of a cannon just as it was to be fired. Instead of killing him, the cannon ball shot him straight up into the air, and he had ridden ‘that there old cannon ball all the way from earth’.” After Albert had finished speaking, a great celebration was held in my honor. AVe all had a very jolly time. Every¬ body agrees that this planet is an ideal place in which to live; but we also remember with great pleasure the good times we had at the Seaside Union High school, and wish we might live them over again. —JAMES R. LESTER. CLASS OF ’23. ( )ur high school days at last are done, Those four short years of work and fun, They have so swiftly passed us by, That now ’tis time to leave our “High.” Wre may rightly shed a tear or two, For our Freshman year we travelled through ; ’Twill be many and many a weary day, Till again we have such time for play. Our Sophomore year had less of fun, For then our work had just begun; The Fresliies’ ways we couldn’t abide, They often said we were swelled with pride. In Junior year the Prom we gave For our Seniors so stately and grave; Our lessons we read with a keener eye, For the years were swiftly passing by. Day by day our dignity grew, Until we were Seniors good and true; At last came graduation day, And we were ready to go away. To our friends so loyal and true, We bid you one and all adieu; And may you always happy be, A this the Class of Twenty-three. As tins . AG1STES ANDERSON.

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“From London we went to Paris. In looking o ei the advertisements of the show to be held that night, I could hard¬ ly believe my eyes when I read that Anna Nordstrom, Katlnxn Hoag, Agnes Kondraski and Golda Grafton were billed for the evening’s entertainment. Golda was a prima donna, while Anna, Agnes and Kathryn were taking Paris by storm with their wonderful dancing. “I gained an interview with them, but had great difficul¬ ty in persuading them to leave their gay life and come witn us. “Oh, yes! 1 almost forgot to tell you of another member of our class. As I was entering the theatre I saw a tami iar face at the ticket window. It was Lois Stevens. She told me she sold tickets and kept the books of the concern. She also was ready to abandon work, and join our group. “Someone told me that Fd Blake was just completing a great electrical engineering job over in Italy, so I went there. While on my way I stopped at a beautiful little town, where I accidentally met Marguerite Tyberg, who was gathering ma¬ terial for the last of her novels. She accompanied me to Italy to meet ‘Kelly.’ We had no difficulty in finding him and per¬ suading him to go with us to the planet. “I left Marguerite and ‘Kelly,’ who were going to New York, while I continued on my way to Africa. Here I found just whom 1 was looking for, Agnes Anderson, Margaret Taitt and Katie Coffey, doing missionary work among the savages. They also promised to be in New York at the appointed time. “Now, one more problem confronted me, and that was convincing my brother Fanny that he must come with us. He said he was just at the turning point of Ids life; that although he was seventy years old, he fully intended to fall in love. As usual, arguing with Francis proved useless, so I was obliged to leave him. “Bob had his invention all equipped for the departure when we arrived. The members of the class were already iuere, except Francis, who refused to come, so we left earth with a bang, and in less time than it takes to tell this story, we reached our destination. . “T( 11 Years a8'° something queer happened as we were lying on a grassy spot, sunning ourselves. We saw a dark ob- .ieet drop from the sky, light upon the grass, and roll away a ™ hundred feet. We were all excite, 1 and ran to see what tins strange tlmig could be. To our astonishment, there was

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