Stevensville High School - Yellowjacket Yearbook (Stevensville, MT)

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SENICJR PROPHECY Mars May 28, 1953 Finally our work was completed, and the time machine was tested for the last time this morning, It was satisfactory for the use for which it was intended. The dials were set in their proper places: the clocks were set. The last thing to do was press the button bearing the dates 1953 and 1853. The clock on the wall marked the time as 8:00 p.m. The moment had arrived. :Ireached my destination in 22 seconds. We had gone back in time to the year 1853, and I could see my classmates of 1953 placed in the historic setting of the Bitterroot Valley near the small town of Stevensville. Strolling through the rough settlement, my ears caught a familiar sound. Nearing a wigwam,l realized that a class for young Indians and settlers' children was in session. On investigation, I found that the teachers were Teresa Canton, Dorothy Ann Larson, and Gerry Buck. In order to gather more information about my graduate class, I decided to go to the head man of the settlement and in doing so, I found none other than Roy Mace. l-le was dictating the day's events to his secretary, Cleta Schwaderer, while Bernadean James was writing in the daily journal. From him Ilearned that lim Mitchell had settled in California and was attempting to raise sheep. Marlene Wei- gand had her wish and was in Alaska making millions. Texas was where Gordon Squires finally settled, and he was raising a large family like he said he would. He was already the proud papa of 19. Accepting an invitation to dinner, I discovered that the head cook of the community was Carol Harper McKinny. She surely was practicing her economics on a large scale! Later inthe afternoon, lwas stricken with a tooth ache that demanded immediate attention. Guided to the local tooth doctor, I soon found out the dentist who pulled my tooth was none other than June Anderson. Singing one of her lovely songs to distract from the pain, was June's nurse, Doris Wood! ! More interested in the health program of this frontier town, lwas told that there were two more nurses who traveled the valley. They were Doris Hightower and Janet Puyear. Near mid-afternoon, a wagon train of supplies arrived in a cloud of dust. The driver who climbed down from the head wagon was Barbara Tull. I guess she just couldn't stay away from the hauling bus- iness. She told me that Ken Krout was to take the train from here to the next settlement. Among the letters from the East was one stating that Ann Sampson, the famous opera star, was starting for the West soon to visit the Bitterroot. Donna Avery, her private secretary, was coming along with her. One of the scouts, Sabe Pfau, rode in with the news that Russel Cromwell and Stanley Overholtzer, the notorious stage-coach robbers, had teamed with Harold Case, the rum-runner from Jamaica, and were heading for the valley. I guess they must be attracted to the still that Jeanette Bear has set up a few miles from town. All scouts were ordered to their posts. Sabe, in his spare time ran a large cattle ranch. Adjoining the ranch was another specializing in thorough-bred horses and owned by Sue Harris. Tacked on a tree was a poster announcing that the entertainment for the evening was to be Violet Williamson, the concert pianist, jsut back from Europe with a new style of rhythm. Going back to the main cabin, I found that Roy had just received a letter from the wagon train in- forminghim that Geinice Cook was now in Utah and was the mother of two sets of twins. Another let- ter was from Rosemary Reikena in Kentucky. Rosemary was married to a millionaire with more stills than anyone else in that state. Dusk was settling in, so I started preparations to leave. At 11:00 the last preparations were made. I arrived here on Mars at 11:02 with a feeling of assurance that all my classmates were well and happy. It is now 12:10, and I am tired, so will end my notes for the day. Signed, Doris Austin Neutronic Laboratory Mars 26

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SENIOR CLASS WILL We, the Senior Class of 1953, being of sound minds and memories, do make,publish, and declare this our first, last, and only Will and Testament. Item 1. We direct that all our just debts and funeral expenses be paid by the Juniors as soon as possible. Item 2. To the Sophomores we leave the glorious feeling of being anup- per classman. To the Freshmen we won't will anythingg you will have enough trouble without anything else. To the teachers we leave a sense of relief that they probably alreadyfeel with our absence. To Mr. Cook we leave sandpaper enough to clean off all 53's and other traces of our presence. Item 3. As individual members, each and every one of us wishes to will some particular memento to persons associated with Stevensville High School as follows: I, June Anderson, will my long fingernails to Miss Karlberg. I, Geinice Cook, will my ability to anyone who wants it. I, Gerry Buck, will my bookkeeping to any unsuspecting soul. I, Teresa Canton, will the umpteen test-tubes, beakers, and other par- aphernalia that I broke in Junior Chemistry, also the window, to Mr. Stish in hopes that his next year's class won't be so destructive. I, Harold Case, will to Rosamond Johnson my poise, culture, and charm. I, Russel Cromwell, will my ability to stay away from dames to Robert Krout. I, Carol Harper, will my correspondence credits to Marlene Staat in hopes she will graduate in 54. I, Doris Hightower, will my short stature to anyone who wants it. I, Bernadean James, will my quiet ways to Charlotte Stang. I, Ken Krout, will to Marshall Bjork, the whiskers he already thinks he has. I, Dorothy Ann Larson, will all of the Sax music to Gib Nichols. I, Roy Mace, will my ability to get straight A's to Perry Fox. I, Jim Mitchell, will . . . if possible. I, Stanley Overholtzer, will be back next year. I, Sabe Pfau, will my ability to stay in Vo-Ag class to Ross Prather. I, Janet Puyear, will my typewriter to anyone who is foolish enough to take it. I, Ann Sampson, will my clarinet to Lee Ida in hopes she has as much trouble as I did with it. I, Cleta Schwaderer,will my smoke jumper boyfriends to Johanne Pope. I, Gordon Squires, will my bank account to anyone who can keep it out of debt. I, Barbara Tull, will my bass drum to anyone that can carry it and play it louder than I did. I, Violet Williamson, will my ability to play jazz to Barbara McColly. I, Doris Wood, will my voice to anyone who can make good use of it. We, Donna Avery, Jeanette Bear, Sue Harris, Rosemary Riekena, and Marlene Weigand will leave our fun to anyone who has enough nerve to live up to it. 25

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13. 14. SENIORS 1. Rosemary Riekena 2. Donna Avery 3. June Anderson 4. Marlene Weigand 5. Sabe Pfau 6. Teresa Canton 7. Russell Cromwell 8. Ann Sampson 9. Janet Puyear . Kenneth Krout 10 11 . Barbara Tull 12 . Carol Harper Gordon Squires Doris Austin