University High School - Bisbila Yearbook (Minneapolis, MN)

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The Sophomore Class Cl .ASS OFFICERS President.....................................James McConnell Vice-President................................Margaret Hummel Secretary..........................................Lorn a Scott Treasurer.. ....................................Robert Riiaeme Faculty Adviser...................................Miss McGuire HIAT on earth shall I write about? Only two more clays t » get this in! We haven’t clone a thing this year except study Caesar, make up gym, and have one party—and that’s what I have to rave about in seven hundred and twenty-live words!” So saycth the poor reporter who has the job bestowed upon her of trying to stretch our activities into seven hundred and twenty-five words. Maybe you think that isn’t true, but it is. for we really haven’t done a thing lla-a-a! Hut if you do think it is just because we couldn’t think of anything to do (as many ignorant, misinformed people do think), just look at the results! By our own foresightedness we have saved our pennies until they have made dollars, and many of them. Consequently, we shall have enough money next year to have any kind of a “Junior-Senior” we want, without even considering the expense. Then we can say. “Don’t va wish ya were a Junior?” While we were saving our pennies we were, oh! so studious! One promising youth even went so far as to have four “A’s” bestowed upon him. which is not a thing to he passed by. Hm-m-tn! He is a Sophomore! Likewise and moreover, we have decided that an eighth period might set a good example as well as aid 11s in deciphering Caesar’s strange gibberings. The climax was reached, however, when all the Sophomore girls except two skipped showers after gym in order to get back and “draw that map for history!” Our gym teacher took it the wrong way. though, and made us go to gym make-up. But. at last, the eventful day arrived when it was unanimously agreed that we have a sleighride. We hadn't had a party that year, so we’d “do it Page Twenty-eight

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Standing—Smith, Moulton, Murray, Rkf.i . Davis, Balcome, Bissel, Olson, Litzenhkkg. Fkuling, Sanderson, Comstock, Boss, Thorshov, DeTunco Sitting—Minty. Lamb, Jackson. Ladd, Hermann, Levine, Alway, Halberc, Beasly. Dustin, Bullis, Fulmer. LeCompte. Boyd making; so thus they spent their time,—until Duke Comstock reported that the Treasury was low, and they went weeping to their good Wizardess. She warned them that there was approaching in the dim hut near future a something called which would require a huge amount of money, and she suggested that they start raising this sum by selling beans. Consequently, they all turned cooks, and in the course of time invited their enemies and friends to numerous bean feasts. All too soon approached the time for the grand ball, the 'J-S.,‘ which Wizardess Smith had foreseen. From the land of Seniorisota and from Faculty Town came the merry couples all bedecked in bright and gay colors. Never was there such graceful dancing, such sweet music, and such good spirit on the part of the guests. The little Sophomorites served fine punch between the dances, and later served other dainty refreshments. And the big Seniorites pronounced the ball a huge success. The story now draws near an end. After the ball, the Seniorites drew most of the attention of the dwellers in Vou ache-ess; for they were preparing to leave the country forever, to seek their fortunes in all parts of the world. Just at the end of the year, however, came the dreadful ar of h.xams. Many battles were fought, and some Juniorites were killed by the deadly 1 s. but there still remain a faithful few who will soon pack their bags once more and travel over the hills to the land of Seniorisota. Page Twenty-seven

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Standing— Finney. Erickson. Storr. Tamkornino, Kinckry. Erik son. Martenis. Mason. Hickey, Hummel, West, Miles. Wallace, Hildehrandt. Wing, Kirkwood. Strickler, McGuire Sitting—Riiame, Field. I). Merit, McGuire, Bedell, Woolery, M. Merit, Bull, Lelano, Bauermeister. Hathaway, Partington, Barlow, A. Fisher. Smith, Bowen, L. Fisher, Kurtz up brown” and let money go hang.” And we stuck to our word! Having arrived at school, we waited the usual time for the sleighs, and then all aboard! What followed simply defies description. A perfect night, perfect weather, forty pairs of fine lungs,—well. I shall have to leave the rest to your imagination. Finally, we arrived back at school and then—um-m-m! Nice hot cocoa, and sandwiches all ready. (This was due to the kindness of Sam Kirkwood’s aunts, who offered to fix the refreshments while we were riding, and to whom we are duly thankful.) And F.skimo Pies! W e didn’t have to drop in any dimes, either. The night-watchman was made so good-natured by such an abundance of good things to eat that he let us dance until eleven o'clock. Finally, we turned our steps homeward to dream it all over again. Hut, stay! Before we left, we all agreed again—that no one can have more fun than a Sophomore! Since it wouldn't be entirely conventional to let athletics pass unnoticed, we can say that it is one of our strong points. Yes. as everybody knows (we saw to that), we won the cup given for girls' athletics last year. We haven’t as many hopes for the cup this year, but then, strange things do happen! And, oh-h-h! You’ve all been to the football and basketball games, haven’t you? W ell, you know what those Sophomores are like! And thus, a few minor incidents unrecorded, endeth the Sophomore year of the flourishing Class of 1924. Page Twenty-tune