Seward High School - Ess Aitch Ess Yearbook (Seward, IL)

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m llllllllllll I I ID I I I Music Salutatory Solo - Class History Address Music Hass Prophecy Valedictory Presentation of Diplomas COMM ENCEM ENT Friday Evening, June Sixth Program Row-1 of the Leaves BA CCALAI l RICA TE S Eli Vl C ' ICS Seward High Sehool ol' 1924 Congregational Church f- -ffPSHS-12+i::::::::::::: .:. . ..... ' mu lligrh School Doris Fry Pearl Beutli Carolyn Last. llenrietta Schroder Sunday, June 1, 12124, 8:00 o'4-lm-k P. M. Organ Prelunle Proeessional Invoeation Music Music Sermon Music' Beneflim-t ion lleeessional Organ Postlude lull ll Mull! llllllllllllllllll ullllllIlllIlllllllllllllIIlllllllllllllllllllllllllllll llllllllllllllll 1 i Illllllllllilll I Ill IIIlllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll ll Illllllll llilllll Ill Ill 5 : 'lllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllIllllllllllllIllIllIllIlllllllllllllIIlllllilllllllllllllllll llllllllllllllllllllllll I Illllllllllllll ll I Illl ll llllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll I I Il llllllllllllllllllll Twenty-one

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II II I llllllllllllIlllllllllllllIllIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII I II I IlllllIllllllllIllllllllllllllllllll Illlllllllllllllll III Ill llll lll l.. ': .. ...... ' . ' '':::::::::::::v-SHS-::e:::::::::::::::.' ' ' ' Class Prophecy As the class of 1924 was contemplating its coming commencement exer- cises. it fell to my lot to forecast the future of these fair damsels and gallant young men. After vainly endeavoring to cultivate what is commonly known as second sight,', I concluded that prophetic vision was not my strongest point, but nearly a quarter of a century later it was my good fortune to learn the fate of those young ladies and gentlemen who were once careful and happy school girls and boys in the dear old t-own of Friendship. It came about in this way: While on my way to the ranch to become a cow-girl, in the great and wonderful West, I happened to be in an extremely strange city and lo! as I walked up the street I met Juniata Scott who had just driven in from Jones- bora Where s'hc said she was keeping a store and living alone. Lawrence Fry, I afterward learned, had played her false and she remained an old maid. From here I went to Davenport and while walking about the streets I was attracted by a sign which read, '4VVe can increase your height, short people do not despair. I opened the door and there stood a blonde lady, very slim and tall and immediately I recognized her as Viola Jansen. I made my way out to Adams where I met Doris Fry, who had taken unto herself a husband and together they were demonstrating the value of cereals of all description. Then the scene changed and I found myself in Denver where I met my old chum John Last. After he left school ,he formed 'a beauty show, himself the greatest attraction. Farther down the street I met Henrietta Schroder who was just return- ing home. I learned from her that she was teaching at a university here. Agfter entering Carson City, Nevada, I had to wait some time for the next train and decided to go to a. theatre. Upon entering my attention was drawn to two ladies on the stage and I recognized them as my school-mates, Elva Clark and Minnie Lupps. Twenty-two