The Dalles Wahtonka High School - Steelhead Yearbook (The Dalles, OR)

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TA' T H E- s T DE-ETIMFEMWW A Senior Song There were days at old Dalles high That have made us laugh and cry We'll remember all our happy times As we journey on to other climes All the sorrows we have sadly met with Make us glad for futures that we sae And the days that we will think of mostly Are Dalles high days of '33, There were times at old Dalles high That have sped so swiftly by When we had so very many joys Which are dear to all us girls, and boys We enjoyed the lessons we were taught And know they'll not be soon forgot Well remembered, shall you always be- The Dalles high days of '33. There were moments at Dalles high school We can never quite forget Though we'll all have our new worries These good days will ever linger yet They were filled with mirth and sunshine A,nd with laughter and with glee And we will all remember Those good old days of '33. -Miriam Gilbert -Prudence Hix --Dorothy Read 22

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HE STEELHEADV History ol Class of '33 Four winters have passed since that day, when th-e sun was already becoming cold and the wind from the north was turning the leaves to brown, that we proudly entered the great tepee of learning to become a part of the greatest. of tribes. lt was to be a long hard fight but our hearts were strong as proved by our num- eious passed truggles. Jack Baird, and later Doug Milne were made our chiefs to guide this great clan. VVe were welcomed by a great ceremony, the mixer, which is a tiradition of our fore- fathers and were admitted as warriors of the crimson and grey. The clan of '33 then started in earnest to- ward the far-off goal. The traditional bat- tle of the year was built to inspire the warriors to victory. Thle cl:tn entertained th-e tribe at a great council. They took part in all games wit.h the older ones of the tribe with success. Then came the warm days and we parted From the great lodge to return to our people. ' When the next seas-on following the sum- mer came, we were no longer the youngest of the tribe. The clan of '33 took up its duties by greeting the newcomers at a con- test of skill and strength on the Amaton battle ground of the 'Wairrioirs of D. H. S. Ed Howell and Stan Mayfield, ablest of the clan were chosen to lead us on the second four seasons of our journ-ey. A mighty feast as given to HOHOF the warriors of the gridiron. Again the Clan presented entertainment for the tribe with great success and agaill Dilfed thell' strength against the other clans for su- premaciy in contests. To secwre Wampum. white man's ice cream was traded to other clans of the tribe. Then it came time to again depiart from the tribe. Once again the warriors d6D211T't9d for hunting, fishing, and other sports during T-he warm dayks of summer-but ever plannmg to return when the days SFSW Sh0rteI' and The shadows lengthened, to the hall of learning to get knowledge from those who were wise. The next Indian summer came: the Clan was now nearing the height5 Of 'ts learn' ing. Millard Heath and Rebecca Thomiso-n were chosen at the council fire of the clan to lead them on the third part of their journey- A great Diageant. t'M0vifv Struck, was 21 presenteid for two nights- in the great coun- cil hall ol' the Uribe with great returns, which were used in presenting in honor of the great Senior clan, the traditional dance. Following a tribal custom, a day was set side for the cleaning and polishing of the moccasins of members of the tribe. lt was drawing near the time when we were again to depart, when it was learned that a. great Hogun of our tribe, Boyd Homewood was to depart, never to return. In appreciation of his teachings, a token was presented by the clan of 1933. Then came the day when we entered as the highest of clans. Some entered with heavy hearts, but others were jubilant, for they would never again be under the watchful eyes of the members of the great council. All joined in the task ol' holding aloft the standards of the Senior clan, how- ever, under the leadership of Paul Fauerso and Helen Hall. Many were the lessons learned by the tribe. They studied long and well the wars of their people and those of other tribes. They learned the ways of living of other tribesmen, and how to transcribe their wisvdorn so that it might be used by the papooses in the years to com-e. The great clan entertained the tribe at councils and piresent-ed another great pag- eant, 'tMummy and the Mumpsf' Papoose day, Flunk day and the traditional break- fast of the Senior clan were gaily attended but the time grew shorter. Papioose day was attended gaily when the mighty clan of '33 came dressed as they had been during their childhood. Flunk day was held in April at the Creek ot' Eagles and everyone was greatly satisfied with its sucess. The tiraditional Senior breakfast was held in May but the time for the happy days to end grew shorteir. Finally came the day when we were pre- sented with our sheep skins by our great medicine man, Chief Wiley. We are now to make our way, unaided by the great Hoguns of our tribe. Nao more may We turn to them for help as we have in the past. Will we fail without their guidance? Those that are weak may, but the brave ones of the clan of 1933 will go onward proudly upholding the high stand- ards of sportsmanship taught them in the great tcpee of learning, The Dalles high school.--T. G.

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firm STEELHEAD Senior Class prophecy CAST Student in Germany ......... Allen Phillips Doctor in Germany ..... .. . Herbert Zutz Mr. Bailey ..... . ..... ...Floyd Bailey Mrs. John. .. .. . ...... Nina Issel Mrs. Bailey .... ........... H arriet Rorick SCENE A study in the home of Allen Phillips in the outskirts of Berlin, Germany. TIME May 18, 1943 fAllen Philips is poring over volumes of books in his study on a very stormy night and suddenly comes upon a 1933 ht-1-els he:td. J Allen: CAfter glancing at the calendarl Well, well, just ten years ago tonight that the class of '33 graduated from Old Dalles High! How time does fly! I just wonder where all the old gang is tonight. I suppose that they've scat- tered to the four corners of the earth. fContinues to gaze reminiscently into space. In the meantime there is a sound of someone at the door. Goes to it and admits Herbert Zutz carrying a valisal Herbert: Good evening, could you direct me to a cab station? I'm completely turned around in this storm. In fact, this is my first case in this part of Berlin and I'm not very well acquainted with the streets. Allen: WVhy, certainly sir. but won't you come in and dry off a bit before starting on? Herbert: Why, thanks, I'd be glad to. This certainly is bad weather. Allen: Just sit here, Mr. ---- Herbert: Zutz ---- Dr. Zutz. Allen: Glad to know you Doctor Zutz. By the way, you aren't any. relation to a fel! low by the name of Herbert Zutz. are you? Herbert: fSurpris2dJ Why, to tell the truth my name is Herbert. Allen: Not Herbert Otto Zutz? Herbert: That's my name, but I c:m't stem to plaoe you! Allen: Why. Otto, you old hypocrite. you old web-footed Oregonian, you old far- mer-whatl you a doctor? fShakes his hand violentlyb. You don't remember me? VVhy, I'm All-en Phillips. Why, man I graduated in the same class you did. Herbert: Do I! Well, who would have thought that I'-d meet you so far away from The Dalles? What are you doing over here anyway? Allen: Oh, j'ust trying to improve my mind Cwaves toward booksj. I thought at grad- uation that I knew all there was to know but I was a little Wrong! qVoices at the door, someone knocks.J Allen: There-'s someone at the door, excuse me just a moment! fOpens the door to ad- mit Floyd Bailey and Harriet Rorickj Floyd: Good eve-ning could you direct us to a repair garage?' This is our first trip through this country, and, of course, our car w-ould break down when it was storm- ing! We saw your name on the box out- side and it sounded 'Amercanish so we took a chance on asking you. Allen: Why, of course I'll be glad to help you but just step inside a moment and warm up a bit before you go, won't you? Harriet: Thanks awfully, it's very kind of you. Come, Floyd let's warm up a bit be- fore we get the car fixed. Allen: Do! Sit right here on the sofa! Oh, pardon m-e--- meet my freind Dr, Zutz. Dr. Zutz, this is ---- Floyd: Mr. and Mrs. Bailey. Herbert: Very pleased to meet you. Allen: And my nam-e is Phillips. The doctor here, also stopped to get out of the storm and I discovered that he is an old class- mate of mine. In fact, we graduated together in 1933 at a little place called The Dalles, Oregon, in the United States. Floyd: Well, wou1dn't that jar you? Those men standing before you, Harriet, are Allen Phillips and Otto Zutz of old D. H.S. Harriet: Sure enough! Don't you know us? I used to be Harriet Rorick and this, my husband, is Floyd Bailey. Allen: Well, I'll be a Pillsbury Pancake! Sure enough, and am I glad to see you! fShakes hands all around with beaming faces? Herbert: I wonder where all the old class- mates are by now? T-en years is a long time. Harriet: Well I can tell you where Helen Hall and John Cauller are. They're mar- rierl and running the 5 and 10 cent store at The Dalles. And do you know? We read in a newspaper while we were on the boat that Arthur Hansen and Dan Ford were just sent to San Quenten prison for big- amy. Floyd: WVhile we were traveling through India we saw Jerry Crum. He is a famous