Stockton High School - Key Yearbook (Stockton, MO)

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CLASS HISTORY. - Every year brings more efficiency, better preparedness and a greater public recogni- tion to every Senior class. 'Ihis is the history of the Senior class of 1921-22. On Monday morning, September 5th, 1921, the following members entered the Senior class: Parks Bacon, Erma Baker, Myrtle Bell, Zada Bell, Elton Bryson, Charles Clark, Nellie Cox, Council Craig, Hazel Davis, Elvis Dixon, Velma. Dixcn, Bessie Hacker, May Hacker, Elva Hart, Belton Hemhree, Elmer Hendricks, Chris Martin, Edit-h Montgomery, Rowena Osborn, Reba Pickett, Faye Preston, George Riley, Gladys Riley, Minnie Weaver, Wesla Willett, Mabel Mathena, Farol Hendricks., Later in the year our number was increased by the entrance of Claud Church from Popular Bluff and Alba Masters, who had formerly been a member of our class. Of all the classes that have gracluated from the Stockton High School, ours is the largest. We can boast of having the youngest member that has graduated from this school and has the most units to his credit. As a whole, our class is well developed in mentallity, athletics, and social affairs. V ' We have as a class had many good times. There have been many little tricks pulled that were pointed directly at the Seniors. Of course, we did not do any dam- age, just had a little fun. One morning we assembled at our English class and there was a peculiar odor in the room. Mr. Salsbury came in and told part of the boys to go up in the attic and see if they could find dead pigeons, which were thought to be causing the odor. Instead of part going up, all the Senior boys went. We remained one-half day, engaging in various entertainments. We were alsw accused of stealing a cake just before the dinner which was set on Arbor Day. We did not confess to the charge. This last nine months, our title, Dignitied Seniors, has made its mark, as experi- ence and responsibility usually make their marks on mankind. Through co-operation, we have gained in all the traits of life. If our life's history can be marked with all good traits, and we hope it can be, we will have made a success in this world. We have all been happy in this, our Senior year, but it is hard for us to leave the old S. H. S. without a feeling of regret. Our travels through life may be bordered by luxury or poverty, still we shall never forget the school which has made us what we are in this world. All that we can do is to go out into the world to serve our fellow men. If they are justly served, we will be rewarded. Otherwise, we will have made a failure. Signed Parks Bacon.

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OUR SENIO Our Seniors stand twenty-nine strong each things which will make them wise and useful cit This class is noted for five things: First, the from Stockton High Schoolg second, their rank thev have the youngest -member ever graduatin this member, Elvas Dixon, has more completed u nate. 'Ihey also have the only married woman a ing from this school. - Their class as Freshmen numbered thirty-fiv are of this number. E l l l RS al iz Y 3. Z ni, D1 6 l l I l l nl every one striving: to a iain il Os! ens of to 'YI101'I'.lW'.- , are the largest class ever graduating s students is among the firstg third, from the Stockton High'SchcoI and ts to his credit than any other grad- i the only married boy ever graduat- and twenty-three of the twenty-nine

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CLASS AIIOPHECY. Sitting alcne by the open fire in a :rather dreamy mood, my thoughts began to wander back to my school days and class mates, some of whom I had not seen since be left Stockton High School in the spring otf 1922. I wondered where they all were and what each was doing. i ' Suddenly an old woman stood before me. Her ghostly attire led me to believe that she was unlike an ordinary person. Take this lamp , she said, in a high pitched trembling' voice. ' I reached a white and trembling hand to take the lamp, which she drew farther away, saying in the same terrorizing voice, 'Ihis is Aladdin's lamp. Anything you wish will come to pass if you will but rub time lamp. I looked with wonder upon the elaboraitely decorated lamp which shed such radiance as to almost dazzle me, but she drew it fa her and farther from my now willing grasp. She looked lovingly upon it, burnished it ntil it fairly blinded me and then handed it to me and disappeared. She vanished seemingly into air, as she gave it to me but from the space about me came the croaking voice saying Use it an hour, then set the lamp on the hearth and I shall return for it. Deatli will be your penalty if you fail. . This frightened me still more. Realizing that I had cnlyfcne hour toguse the magic lamp, my wondering thoughts turned back to the wish which I had made while sitting before the cozy flre-the wish to see what my class mates of 1922 were doing. , I wondered what changes fate could have made. Times table turned back to com- mencement in 1922 when we looked into the future and fashioned our lives according to our youthful ideals, but I suimised that tate, with a more resolute hand, had changed the perspective for many of us. k - A ' ' Hastily, I rubbed the lamp and before fme appeared the following pictures. The first of these class mates appeare before me on a stage. After a few minutes of baffling and fieeting resemblance, I sud enly recognized an early memory of the first of movie stars-the comedian, George Rile . I I The scene faded away as a vision of mist and was followed by a huge billboard say- ing: Ladies' dresses of unusual designs, . O2raig and Bryson. E Then along a shady lane there appeared a cozy little cottage in the Sunny South. At the entrance sits Edith in an elaborate glowing pink gown. I understandg 'by seeing a cradle intrenched, against discomfort, bi a multitude of pillows, and by hearing the charming voice of the singer chanting Ro k-a-bye-baby, with a Dixie Melody. The scene vanished and in its place appeared a magnificent library. Reba was librarian and her husband, Chris Martin, was her assistant. This seemed quite natural for Chris and Reba had been librarians during their Senior year in S. H. S. Then a picture quite different met my anxious gaze. In a large osteopatic hospital was Elmer Hendricks as manager. This was a complete surprise as Spiz had never expressed any desire to be an osteopath while in school. Presently the scene vanished and a iarge Cathedral arose. A large congregation was seated in the interior and over them stood the devout priest. I suddenly recognized him as Claud Church.