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

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was a basket of fruit or a portrait. She was demonstrating drawing to a class of three hundred pupils. Her marvelous paintings adorn the rooms in the White House, I have been told. What they represent no one knows, but they are cer- tainly marvelous. We left Mlle. Halle’s and went to a small office down town. On the door I notice the sign, ‘‘Miss Vida MeCauley, Chaper- one’s Rented Out, $6 per hour.’’ My old friend Vida at the job again, I remember so well the years she spent in practicing for this business by chaperoning her cousins. Chaperones were not much in demand at this day and age, but Vida had money of her own, and only did this work from a desire to be of help in the world. As we left the office and passed down town, I saw a sign in electric light, ‘‘Miss Esther Honkanen, the stage’s only and most beautiful blonde.’? Sure enough, it was Hsther. I re- member that it was often threatened that blondes on the stage and sereen would soon be things of the past, but Esther’s ex- quisite, flowerlike beauty could not be resisted. Her exper- ience, she gained from the Junior play, ‘‘Nothing But the Truth,’’ in which she played the leading role, and in the Senior play, ‘‘The Big Idea,’’ in which she was the lovely, fragile office girl. I entered the theatre, and in visiting the star’s room, saw Martha Quinn, who was wardrobe mistress for Esther. As we passed out of the theatre, 1 saw a magazine, ‘‘The Ladies’ Home Journal,’’? and noticed that Victor Palmrose. was now manager of this estimable magazine. He also was manager of the White Sox baseball nine champions. Mr. Palmrose, it is said, attributed his knowledge of managing to the practice he received while at Seaside High. L visited one of the enormous Hollywood high schools anc found as principal, my old classmate Faye Libel; with her and working wonderfully with the pupils were two students from old Seaside, Hattie Turner and Agatha Emmons. Their enor- mous success was due—they were quoted as saying—to their teaching as the teachers at Seaside had done, especially follow- ing the example of Mr. Jandrall, principal. 1 al . ay af ayn re 30 § sf = I heard Donna Grimes and Helvie Salmeen speak at a suf fragist meeting in New York ‘ity. Helvie Salmeen was being ma ; ; ] : eg] » 2) supported by an enormous following for President of th

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Class Yrophery One day in the year of our Lord 1940, I was sitting in a big chair by the fire, reading Dickens’ ‘‘Scrouge’s Christmas.” It was an old book that I had found in the attic among my books, and I was glancing over again just for curiosity. The sight of my school books had reminded me of our senior class in Seaside High, and I began wondering where they all were. T had turned again to my reading about the Spirit of Christ- mas in Diekens’ book, when suddenly I saw a strange person entering the room. Somewhat vaguely he reminded me of the description of the Spirit of Christmas, and so plucking up my courage [ asked if that were true. “‘No,’’ he answered, ‘‘I am the ‘Spirit of Departed Youth! and your wish to see your old schoolnates has summoned me to your services. If you are ready we will be going.’ ‘Ready!’ T exclaimed. ‘Going—where?’’ “To see your school friends,’’ he explained. And sudden- ly I found myself sailing breathlessly through the air. We stopped suddenly, and I found myself standing before a beautiful home in Hollywood. ‘“Whom am I to see here?’’ IT questioned the spirit who re- plied, ‘‘Wait and see.’’ Invisible we entered the house and there seated on a dav- enport interviewing a reporter, sat a dark haired, dark eyed young man, Bill Raw, the screen idol. He was telling the re- porter, whom f recognized as Esther Palmrose, that his good looks he accredited to the wonderful sea air. His sueeess in the world due to talks and help given him by his teachers, and particularly the principal of Seaside High School. As we left the house, I overheard two girls talking about Bill. One said, ‘‘Isn’t he wonderful?’? The other replied, “Yes; but he’s married. Married a girl, they say, he went with in High school, romantic, very, but very disappointing to some people, for they say he can see no one else.’? I next found myself deposited in front of a building which bore the sign, ‘‘Dorotea Halle, Art Lessons, $15.00 per hour.’? I entered and beheld my old chum, clad in a green batik smock, sandals, bobbed hair and horn rim spectacles. In front of iben was a “futuristic painting’’—I don’t know yet whether it

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United States with Donna as vice-president. They won in the election by an overwhelming majority. After the meeting I heard Helvie say that if she was elected she would make Clark Nelson the seeretary of state. Clark has made himself famous in congress as Senator from Oregon, and has won the name of the second Henry Clay. As Helvie Salmeen was elected President of the U. S., Clark be- came secretary of state. Next I visited the Metropolitan opera house and heard Marjorie Logan play. She is a world renowned musician now, and I felt very proud to have once known her. As a last piece she played ‘Good-bye Seaside,’’? which came out in the year 1924. I nearly wept, and the people stormed the stage and called her back. After the concert by Marjorie Logan, we visited Lew’s Hippodrome, and saw Lillian McCallister, and her pupils whom she had trained in faney dancing. Their interpretation of “The Breath of Onions’? is wonderful. We enjoyed the act rather more than usual. Robert Mott and his trained seals were next on the pro- gram. Mr. Mott has accomplished wonders with these intelli- gent animals. They acted so much like human beings that at times we could searcely distinguish Mr. Mott from them. Leaving the theatre we saw a notice of a woman’s football game with Klinor Webber, national star athlete, as captain. Of course we rushed to the scene of combat, and were just in time to see Elinor make a touch down. She is a swift runner, and a‘‘mean’’ tackle. Ter team won from Great Britain 104-0, winning the United States championship in woman’s football. At last, however, I had seen them all, and silently the kind spirit of departed youth and I rapidly glided homeward. As { slipped into my chair before the fire I turned to thank hin, but he was gone, the fire was out, and I felt suddenly very cold and stiff as if T had slept a long time.