Stockton High School - Key Yearbook (Stockton, MO)

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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.

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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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Then in great contrast to this picture I beheld a gay group of society damsels flock- ing around one figure which looked strangely familiar. A burst of loud laughter, a peculiar way of using his hand, and an upward tilt of the head immediately proclaimed him to be Parks Bacon. Parks had become a veritable Billy Jackson -I then well iememlcered that his Qrst lessons in flirting were learned when he played Billy in the Hoodoo while in his Junior year. From this hilarious scene I saw before me a cozy room of a quiet little farm home not many miles from Stockton. Here Minnie presides with deftness and preciseness which is typical of the Old Min of our high school days. This scene vanished and instantly there appeared a great court room. I immediately recognized Elvis Dixon indulging in iiights of oratory, while Belton Hembree acted the part or a wise old judge listening intently to Dicks plea. Quickly the scene changed and a modest building arose. The interior of the build- ing revealed the fact that it was Zada Bellis Model School for Girls. This scene quickly changed into a poppy group of gym girls at their training. The directcressl proved to be Rowena Osborn. Rowena had been one of the most enthusiastic players on the basket ball squad in S. H. S. It seemed quiet natural that she had mastered her skill in athletics and become a gymnasium coach. 'lhe athletic scene dissappearcd and I beheld a group of girls in a beautiful spot, somewhere in the mountains. Here, Alba, May, Mable and Elva were painting beautiful iandscapes. I plainly saw they were artists and spending the summer in the moun- cams. Another scene followed very quickly and who could it be but Charlie Clark seated at his desk writing a novel. I well remembered that he was known in high school as Lovin' Charlie . - In the dim distance on an Argentine ranch there appeared a cowboy herding a large herd of cattle. After a long gaze I recognized the old school mate, Weslie. Another scene picturcd a large hut made cf snow. The interior of the hut was crowded with little people wrapped in fur coats. Here Erma was busy with her mission work among the Eskimoes. I was hoping the next scene would be frivolous. This time my hope was not de- feated, for instantly there appeared Hazel Davis tripping along tothe light touch of music furnished by Gladys Riley. Hazel's attractive appearance and charming voice had won her great fame on the stage. I could not understand how Gladys had turned her attention to music as she had always devoted her time to the quiet and charming companionship of books. ' This amusing scene was transformed into a quaint and attractive California Bunga- low in the Impe1'io Valley. Here Farold and her husband are quietly living in Pari- rlise of the West. ' Another scene followed which was a beauty parlor for girls. The manager of the parlor was Faye Preston and her assistant was Bessie Hacker. They were very busily engaged in adorning movie stars for stage performances. ' At this the old woman appeared and warned me that I had only ten seconds left tn use the lamp. Having seen all my class mates and realizing my time and taken, I quickly placed the lamp on the hearth. She then dissapeared before I could even say Thank You . I was very grateful toward her, because of the opportunity she had given me of seeing the positions my class mates had chosen along life's way.