Union High School - Bobcat Yearbook (Union, OR)

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THE SAGE 14 ( LASS PROPHEC Y A day or so ago while climbing a tree to rescue a small kitten which a clog had chased up a tree, the limb on which I was standing broke and I fell with a tremendous crash to the ground. As it happened I lit on my hfad and was unconscious for several hours. When I came to. it was soon discovered that my right mind was not restored to me and along toward evening I had a high fever. Now this was rather interesting in a way, for during the fever I had a glimpse into the future. It seemed as though I was walking slowly along a shady country lane enjoying the quietness of the country when suddenly I heard som one singing. 1 stopped and listened for the voice, which was very familiar. Yes. th: song she was singing so lovingly was “Cedric, Where Art Thou.” I crept noislessly on and peered thro the branches of the hushes; who do you think I saw sit ing on the vine-covered porch, surrounded by cats, dogs and parrots? Twenty years has not changed her looks a bit. Well, it was Hazcline. She seemed so interested in her song that I decided not to disturb her, so I went a little farther up the lane. I looked off to my right and there saw two men plowing in the field; on looking very closely I saw that they were Henry and Ellik, Being very thirsty I opened th gate and went in to get a drink; both saw me and came quickly to the heuse. Of course we were very glad to see one another and talk ov.r olden times; I found that they were bachelors and lived on this little farm together. I asked them about the old class of 1911. and they told me that they had not seen any of th ii« old class mates since they graduated, but two of them. Corretta was a dress maker in a small town not many miles from there, and the last they heard from her she was do n? well. They told me that Edgar was in the drug business at Telocaset (which was then a large place) and that Herbert and Clarence were his head clerks. I could plainly see that th sr (wo old friends were very anxious to get their plowing finished so I bid them good bye and went back to town. On my way back I passed a little moss-covered cottage set back among tall trees and old moss-cover d stumps. This must have been an old place for the boards around the well were moss-covered, and the old s one cellar—in fact everything about the old plac; was covered with this beautiful plant. I was about to pass on when I noticed two ladies sitting on th . porch. One of them had beautiful black hair and pink cheeks, while the other had faded brown hair, a sallow complexion and sad eyes. The former looked so happy as she sat there working af her embro'd?ry while the latter read to her out of the “Model Housewife. On looking clcs ly I recognized Mae and Fern; I wished very much to ?o and talk to them, but it was getting so la‘e that I could not. All at one everything became a blank, then after a time my fever left me and I was in my right mind again. However, it took ma some time to realize tha: I had had a fever and had really not seen all of these peopl . There was some acid on a chair. De Lay came along and sat clown there. ’Tis hard to tell the reaction. But this we know to our satisfaction. Since then he s found o her trousers to wear. She was a coy young maiden, was Fern. She had beaux and a plenty to burn. But just for to flirt She would treat them like d r And now has a big lesson to learn.

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 THE SAGE 13 SENIOR “DO FI NNY . Name— Nickname— Description— Ambition— Mae But erfleld Rosie Cranky To be married Herb rt Hall Sw et Water Dud ified To be a sport Clarence Miller Hiram Curly Haired To be President of 1T. S. Hazeline Wilson Shorty Short and Sweet To be loved Ellis Hess Hessey All Feet To be a ladies’ man Edgar Lewin Winnie Always laughing To get a girl Coretta Skiff Corie Stout To become famous Henry Hess Heinz Red Headed Has none Cedric Gale Spitz Bashful To get a de r (de n Fern McIntosh F?ddle-Sticks Good Looking To be an artist George Goodbrod Goodie A Que r Genius To be a poet S is for Seniors so happy and gay. E is for easy, how they work DeLay; N is for nothing, ’tis all that they do. 1 is for ignorance, ’twill stay till they’re through; 1 0 is for obiedience, of which they’re ne’er accused, R is for rights, they demand when abused; i t S is for sorry—'tis strangf but is true— We’ll feel when they leave us and bid us “Adieu.” Student.—“What is electricity?” DeLay.—“A fool can ask questions that a wise man can’t answer.” Student.—“That’s why so many of us fail in examination.” Visitor—(Pointing to Edgar Lewin)—“That boy seems to be a hard worker.” . Prof. Olson.—“Yes. that’s his specialty.” Visitor—“What—working?” Prof. O.—“No. seeming to.” Ash s to ashes, dust to dust; If “Dutch” don’t kill us. Olson must. w--------------------------------------------------------------------

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( ! !) THE SAGE 15 A A Senior.—“Mr. DeLay, we want to go and have our pictures taken for the Annual this afternoon.” Mr. DeLay.—“A class picture?” S.—‘‘No, we will have our class picture taken later; this is for a joke that wa have in mind.” DeLay.—‘‘Your class picture will be a big enough joke.”