University High School - Bisbila Yearbook (Minneapolis, MN)

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IN FUTURE YEARS “All aboard! Next stop, ’Heaven. yelled Bob Rhame as the boat put out to sea. We’ll admit it sounds sort of improbable, but here we all were, beaded for Heaven—even the Diables. Well, y’see it's this way—it's many, many years since we were Seniors at “U” High—oh! so many that all our lil grandchildren are serving their time there. Just before the Golden Gate came in view Miss Penrose told us to stay in our own seats while she took the “role. Just then she noticed that Frankie Rarig was sitting next to Dot Amy and she added, “This means -0-1. And dear Frankie flushed furiously and fastly found his feet. When Miss Penrose had finished the role, she was well pleased to state that there was only one absentee—Heinie. Poor Harmon! We were all so worried about him as we all remembered him in the Vaudeville and we were afraid he’d get arrested in that darling yellow costume. But pretty soon after we’d landed and St. Peter had given us all the once over we turned around and there was Heinie running up the steps, panting like everything, and trying to explain why he was late. The poor boy bad gone to the wrong place but they wouldn't let him use his Gym credit to get in so he had to come up with the rest of us. St. Pete was ready to let him in but Miss Penrose—up to her old tricks again insisted that he get a tardy slip from the Angel Gabriel. After all the excitement of getting there had died down, we all settled down to our daily work in Heaven. We always thought that no work would be Heaven, but we soon learned that Heaven was all work and we all had to work fast sweeping clouds clean. The first thing we noticed was that there were no harps in Heaven, but St. Peter explained to us that they had gone out last year and that saxophones and ukeleles were all the rage. Right then and there we appointed Frank Andrus and Katherine Washburn as Kewpies and gave them each a pink tulle bow to wear and Frank got a sax and we tossed a ukelele to Kay. Judd Manuel got the job of chief cook and he “sure done noble.” We bad strawberry shortcake and ice cream every day and usually we hail chocolate eclairs for dinner too. They went fine for the first week, but by the second week we all began to wish for some good old beefsteak or a hot dog at Stumble Inn. Oh! and woe of woes! The M. B. C.’s began to cry for their doughnuts and beer and an iron hat. Well, pretty soon we all began to get homesick and wondered what was happening back on earth. So St. Peter let us look down the chute-the-chutes. There we saw old “L High with a great big building—no it must be just the foundation— right next to it. Then we began to realize that it must be the Boys’ Gymnasium. My heavens! How sudden! When we looked inside the High School, we saw a little girl wearing a purple dress talking to a funny little boy right in the hall. After we had adjusted our spectacles, we discovered that it was Evangeline Ruth Marion Nary's little granddaughter talking to John Ross McConnell’s lil’ grandson. How natnral! As we looked farther down the hall, we saw a bunch of little boys and Vnqr Tirruty-firr

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they were chewing away for all they were worth -and there was Carl Lewis with ’em. Mercy me! Wasn't he out of school y t? We'll give you three guesses who our little friends were. Yep, that’s right—the M. B. C.’s grandchildren. Pretty soon St. Peter became impatient and said that if we were all going to he stars we’d have to get in our places. So we were off in a swirl of clouds, all hut Clarice and Heinie. They stopped to get hit by one of Frank Andrus’ arrows. When we were in our places, the orchestra, Dave Wing’s by gum. began, and wf let out a most unearthly shout: “U” High will shine tonight “L” High will shine. We'll shine in beauty bright all down the line. We're all dressed up tonight Don't we look fine. When the sun goes down and the moon comes up “Li High will shine! YAY SENIORS! TEST YOUR KNOWLEDGE OF THE CLASS OF ’25 “Truth Is Stranger Than Fiction—Sometimes!” Directions to the student: Place a cross in front of the statements that are true and a circle in front of those that are false. FRESHMAN YEAR 1. As Freshies we were a trifle greener than any other class of Freshies has ever been, and this fact was due solely to the long hair of the girls ami the short trousers of the boys. 2. Chuck Burbach, Pat Gregory, Bunny Scott, and Skin McConnell were our duly elected officers during the first year of our existence at U” High. 3. The plot of The Conspiracy, put on by the Freshmen English classes, carried the weighty moral that bad English should be taught to high school students instead of good English, in order that their brains be taxed a little less! One day an entirely unprecedented thing happened, for when the Freshies becami Sophomores, they entirely grewr up in that one night, and .... 4. John McConnell, Evangeline Nary, Helen Reilly, and George Smith were our willing pilots during our second year. We liked them in spite of the fact that they collected twenty-five cents per month for dues. 5. With Mr. Tohill’s eagle eye on the j. S., which to us was a distant dream, we saved our pennies and put 'em in the bank. 6. In our Sophomore year the boys won the Haggerty cup for basketball and the girls won the cup for girls’ athletics for the second time. Poor Ttrrntf itij