Tomahawk High School - Kwahamot Yearbook (Tomahawk, WI)

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SENIOR CLASS PROPHECY On the tenth of lVIarch, 1946 at 8 :30 in the forenoon, a black spot was seen on the horizon over the forests, which rapidly grew larger. Shortly an airplane had landed. A man was climbing out of the plane. He looked familiar. Hi, Slater, you radio peddler, what are your ambitions in this wilderness? I yelled. He started, f'Who in-Oh, it's the Oriental Tramp himself. How are you? Hey Lacy, get out of that flivver and come shake hands with an honest hobo. A slight dark man climbed out. I-Iullo, Krueger, didja finish your tramp from Los Florana. It was quite a joke. The three of us, not noticing the crowd, began to laugh. Lacy grew serious. The United States Government is after you, for that row in Los Floranaf' f'Persistent, aren't they, Slater, remarked. I felt a hand on my shoulder. A woman was pointing a 38 caliber revolver at me. You are under arrest, she said in a clear voice. She spoke to her mechanic, Hlbliss Kellaher, we must hurry. VVe'll have to make the flagship before dark. Aye, aye, Inspector Wilkinsf, A heavy butt of a 38 caliber Colt connected with my cranium, and I slept the sleep of the innocent. I did not regain consciousness until a sudden dropping movement awakened me. I-perceived I was seated in an armchair in a rather small chamber, brightly lighted and with several people seated around. Senator Fehringer, you no doubt realize that unless this note is found, Brazil may declare war to- morrow morning. Admiral Dolan, I realize that, and I also realize that unless this person can tell us, United States is lost. She pointed toward me. Ulf she is, it sure will make a fine story for the New York Times, said a tall, intelligent looking gentleman. Mr, Douglas, this is no time for joking, thund ered the person whom I believed to be the Admiral. Very well, Admiral. How did this note get away, Miss Schuetz ? asked the Senator. Well, as nearly as I can make it out, four writers for the lylaclraddon Publications, Nlisses Esther Uquist, and Joyce White, Illrs. Eli Bjornsen, nee Laverna Mtmeser and Nlrs. Eliphalet lUoore, nee Jeanette Schultz, had entered my ofhce building for an interview while I was absent at a conference, which my duties as Secretary of the State require. They had seen a man enter who tallied with thc description of Krueger, and attack Ambassador A. Johnson, seize the letter and flee. The contents are of unrevealable nature. Secretary Schuetz' speech set me thinking, MSO that's what it was all about. I didn't have the note, but I could Quesf, as to its location easily enough. But this attack on the Brazilian Ambassador was absolutely new to me. Some one who knew me and my characteristics had evidently impersonated me. The admiral's deep voice was heard again. I will ask everyone to leave the room, except Senator K-jer, Secretary Schuetz, Inspector VVilkins and myself. Try to bring him to, doctor Barton. ' '. D I was already awake. As the rest filed out, I realized that this was going to be something serious.. Krueger, you have on your person, or know the whereabouts of, a certain note that was takern by force from the Brazilian-Ambassador. The note was an old treaty, but unless found the public opinion df Brazil may force a wair. Krueger, where is this note?,' , 5' , ,, , I know not. admiral. I V . . - X Inspector Werner spoke, Krueger, you realize that you are still on the list of serious criminals for throwing an empty sarsaparilla bottle at Antoinette Kowerski, who was touring the country collect- ing clothes and cash for the unfortunates of Chapultepec, with Beatrice Hemingerg you punctured a tire and fled. Unless you reveal the location of the note, we will deliver you to the authorities. Admiral, I did not take the note, but I know Where it is. Four weeks ago in Los Faverelles, two women had the note and were preparing to hand it over to the Brazilian administration. ' Who are these women? asked Secretary Erick VValbeck. f'lVIrs. Joseph Contract and Mrs. William Shakespeare, l answered. I don't know them, murmured the admiral. , ' ' You do, admiral,', spoke the inspector, 'fThey are your former schoolmatesklaorna Swan and Abbie PH --14- x s ' f I , r'w-'JBA' i T ' 1 r i ' ' .

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I, Gurneith Swanson, leave my Mae West curves to lVIarilyn Lavers. I'Come up and see me some- time. I, Nita Barton, bequeath my quiet ways to Stella Slowikowski. Don't worry Stella, they include a hearty laugh. I, Marjorie Slater, leave my ability as a pianist to Irene Lound. Now you can play a duet by your- self. I, Persis Peterman, will my ability to make and keep frinedships to Alvin Theiler. A friend in need is a friend indeed. I, Irene Thomas, leave my artistic ability to Edward Evenson. Use both hands. I, Evelyn Norrenberg, leave my daily hikes to school to lWiIan Bloecher. They'll keep you in trim. I, Esther Oquist, leave my poetic ability to Evelyn Conant. You'll be a second Shakespeare. I, Lucetta Schmoll, will my hobbyiof collecting athletic souvenirs to Howard Rose. ' I, Gretchen Schuetz, leave my frail constitution to Butch Wee. It'll help you gain the girl's sympathy. . ' ' I, Lawrence Slater, bequeath my seriousness to Joseph Motelet. It will keep you out of mischief. I, Lorna Swan, leave my motherly ways to Esther lNIcCarthy. You'll be the mother of our country. I, Agnes Extrom, will my demure manners to Grace Lacy. They're a great help ii you use them right. ' I, Regina Hufschmid, leave my quaint- speech to Elmer Dean. It ought to be easy to master. I, Elizabeth Kellaher, bequeath my dramatic understanding and adaptability to John Nelson. Then-'s room on Broadway for you, John. I, Margaret Jahsman, will my winning ways to my sister, Mabel. Keep it in the family. I, Evelyn Kjer, leave my good-natured ways to Earl Schmidt. 'I'hey'll help you progress. I, Antoinette Kowerski, bequeath my Grecian profile to Marge Horkey. It's quite unique. I, Ruth Kuehling, leave my nymphlike figure to Harriet Nelson. You'll be the spirit of Spring. I, Pearl Higgins, will my ability to attract army boys to Helen Strege. Just roll your eyes. I, Eric Walheck, leave my love for school to Elmer Dean. This last will and testament has been read, witnessed, signed, and sealed in the most honorable and majestic presence of Old King Cole . and X Nlicky the lllouse 9 i . www. . ,, y . W We ff - efpfwt, .fffr 'j,f ,iw fda?

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x Thomas respectively. But these women were at that time attending the anti-pipe smoking convention at Toledo. Two Months Later The note had been found. 'The assistant Secretary of State had been sitting on it. The letter seized from Adolph Johnson was merely a love letter, but that didn't help my case. The stage celebreties Harold' Budsberg and Miss Della Clements had decided that they had lost ten thousand dollars in the twelve minute delay at Los Florana and were determined to get it out of me. Their attorney, Miss Gurneith Swanson, in collaboration with Miss Elaine Crapeo had produced a strong case against me and were ready with their gas attack. l was let out on bond. The Good Samaritan was lNIrs. Ole Handsome whom I had formerly known as Miss Lois Thompson. She belonged to the league of uplifting all who had sunk in the mire of vice. I jumped bail. ln two days I had Roehrborn on my heels. She dogged me all over two states, but I managed to keep clear until she saw me late one afternoon on a lonely country road. She came for me. I fled straight into the bushes on the side and kept on going. I don't know how long 1 ran, but on the point of exhaustion I reached a lonely cabin and I entered. A sign hung on the wall: f'Society for the protection of Prairie Dogs and Gophers . lVIembers: Regina Hufschmid, Persis Peterman, Gertrude Reinhold. Several seconds after I had been in hiding, Roehrborn entered the room, not even out of breath. She glanced over the' room and advancing to one of the women touched her shoulder. You have a dangerous man in this room. Her voice was icy. The women sputtered. One of them found voice to say, What do you mean ? No hedging, I see his fingerprints on the door knob and window sill-Aha? it was the inspector. She had caught sight of a thread which had pulled off my coat on the rough floor. In two seconds Margaret Jahsman and Carole DeNamur yanked me outg in two hours I was back in the Built out of Necessity. By this time l had more than a half dozen charges against me. I employed a rising lawyer, bliss Regina Likwarz to uphold my rights. We prepared a rather feeble case, but as there were four women on the jury who had known me in my younger days, we felt fairly safe. The four women were, Mrs. Jacobus Trimver, wife of a wealthy farmer, nee Marjorie Slater, Helen Ungerer, Lucetta Schmall and Mrs. Ormand Organdie, wife of a potter, nee Helen Thomas. But alas, we quit after Attorney Swanson had finished tearing my defense to pieces. Those four women must have had a private vedette against me, for the jury returned an unanimous 'verdict of guilty, for vagrancy and several other charges. if I was lodged in a brick house before whose windows its thoughtful owners, Carmen Barnhart and Ruth Kuehling, had placed bars to prevent street urchins from throwing bricks and disturbing my peace. I was there four days, and entertained by Hon. Dean Grube who sang the parts Caruso should ' 'ihave sung if he had not died so suddenly. Several days after a leader of the Salvation Army visited me and being so struck by my seeming in- telligence and apparent honesty, promised to secure my pardon. The woman was Miss Agnes Extrom. After her came several professors of economics and sociology to inspect me and measure my head. note my reactions to hot and cold water, etc. Among these were M-iss Betty Bishop, Professor of Crim- inology who wrote four books on the reaction of criminals, after her dog bit my leg. A-Finally my case was brought before the President of a committee, Irene Thomas, Hattie Townsend, IVIarie.-Van Harpen. League for the extension of Women's Rights . The case was put before Congresstand after a bitter and stormy session I was given my freedom. Representative Pearl Higgins was especially' instrumental in bringing my freedom about. The Secretary of State, Elmer Bell, called me before him and outlined a dangerous mission for me. He said, 'fKrueger, I realize you are a born spy. The L. S. is sending out three agents disguised as scholars. You are to collect all material you can. You will be in command. Who are the other two?y' I asked. Mrs. Ole Blow and Mrs. Hans Formaldehyde. Ullonlt know,thein. The secretary smiled, he explained, They used to be Verna Bergquist and Evelyn Norrenbergf' Who-Oh . , t Will you take the job? I will. -15- i .1-. v ,Mala it-,e!A,jk !'iV'AfC o fufnl. y , Uf' f-A4 ' of - ?r'-f', , y '