University High School - Flickertail Yearbook (Grand Forks, ND)

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of his medicines as souvenirs. The President then suggested that we go up to the orchestra. From the East Room, windows opened on a terrace, ornamented with trees and fountains, and made comfortable with arbors, garden chairs, and tables. There in a beautiful arbor, decorated with flowers and many colored lights, was the Marine Band, and in the man, directing it and playing the Xylophone, we easily recognized our friend, Norman Dybvik. In this band of sixty members, we discovered'three more old classmatesg Art Lyons pounding away on the drums and traps, Margaret Tonjum playing the violin, and Ruby Moen playing on the White House Piano-forte. This instrument aroused a great deal of interest for it was entirely overlaid with gold of varying tones of green and yellow. The body was supported by three eagles with outspread wings and talons that firmly grasp the base. The body of the piano was adorned with scrolls of acanthus framing shields, bearing the arms of the thirteen states. Musical instruments ornamented the music rack, and the inside of the cover was painted with a picture of the Nine Muses in a semi-circle before the young republic America. As we were concluding our examination of it, Secretaray Rogers shouted, Hurrah for the class of '23 ! This was followed by several other yells. As we gave our yells, we attracted the attention of the entire company. They all applauded and were very much surprised to see the President, that dignified personage standing with us and yelling like a school boy. Soon the people began to leave. According to the habit established in Per Gradus, we moved a vote of thanks to Charles and Leone for their excellent entertainment. They informed us that two more pleasures were planned for us for the next day-a trip to Mars during the day, and a Reunion Banquet for the class of '23, in the evening. How thoughtful they were! Even in this busy week they had planned surprises for their old classmates. The next morning we assembled promptly at the White House, and in a few minutes, Simbalenko arrived in an airship, the likes of which, none of us had ever seen before. It was invented and specially constructed by him for the War Department. In its construction, our aero-dynamic genius, had overcome all obstacles of air and ether, and his airship could sail in almost a vacuum. It was radio driven and controlled and could travel at a terrific speed. After traveling for several hours we entered the atmosphere of Mars and floated low over its surface. Soon we saw in the distance a large American flag, near which many men were busily working. We descended near them, and soon recognized in the leader, with his spy-glass, our old friend, Paul Reinholt, the great govern- ment surveyor, sent to explore the planet Mars, which had been recently annexed by the United States. The President granted him a vacation so weltolok him with us and hurried back to Washington, arriving at four o'c oc . Promptly at seven-thirty we again assembled, at the White House, the doors of the great State Dining-room were opened and the banquet began. The walls were paneled from floor to ceiling in oak, richly carved, with the heads of American game used around the frieze. There was an India carpet in solid color, and draperies of rich green velvet. Two tapestries, one representing the marriage of Nysa to Mopsus taken from Virgil's VIII Ecolgue, are of Flemish workmanship of the seventeenth century. After a nine course dinner of rich and delicious food, the program began. Mr. Kazda, our Principal and Advisor in 1923, presided as Toastmaster.

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which he is much admired by the elderly ladies, he being still quite a heart-breaker. We left Grand Forks early in the morning of January third. At Chicago we were met by Martha Olson, owner and director of the famous Olson School of Music. Martha gives concerts all over the country, and her accompanist is still her brother Archie. We reached Washington just as the sun was setting in the western sky. As we entered the Hotel Roosevelt, where reservations had been arranged for us, we saw awaiting us Florence Mullen and Lucille Urness, who arrived shortly before from New York. Florence conducts the Venus Beauty Parlor, the largest in the city. Because of her cleverness and popularity she has a very large clientele. Lucille owns the largest candy kitchen in New York and her Lovey Chocolates have made her famous. She informed us that special souvenir boxes for every member of the class would arrive the next day. We went to bed early that evening and being tired out from our journey, we all slept until quite late. We spent the next day in busy preparation for the great event. At last the time had come to start for the Inaugural Ball. This event opens the ofiicial season and the entire otiicial world calls on the President. This is the one public reception of the year. Being the guests of honor we assembled on the second floor of the White House. Promptly at eight o'clock the American Marine Band struck up, Hail to the Chief, and the President and Mrs. Ryan, nee Leone Langeness, followed by our class, descended the private staircase and proceeded to the Blue Room, where the reception was held. An open aisle was kept through the Blue Room into the East Room by the White House aides. As they entered the room each guest mentioned his or her name to Colonel Roosevelt Forseth, Secretary to the president, who repeated it to Mr. Ryan. The president greeted each guest cordially, frequently saying a few words in conversation. Then they passed on shaking hands with Mrs. Ryan and the rest of us. The order of precedence was as follows, Vice President, Foreign Ambas- sadors, many of them in their quaint national costumes, Cabinet members, Judges of the Supreme Court, Senators, Governors, Representatives, etc., down the line too numerous to mention. How surprised we were to find several old classmates among the members of the Cabinet. There was Earl Rogers, Secretary of State, with Mrs. Rogers, whom we recognized as Theresa Klemesrud, and Secretary of Agriculture Wilbur Anstett with Marion Bonlie as his better half. When the last guest was received, the President offered his arm to Mrs. Ryan and followed by our class entered the East Room. His coming was the signal for the Ball to begin. Charles has grown six feet tall and his shoulders were so broad that it seemed he could easily bear all the cares of the nation. The walls of the East Room were covered with enameled wood panel- ing, the ornamental ceiling was done in stucco, and set in the walls are twelve low relief panels, the subjects being taken from Aesop's Fables. The draperies were of heavy buff silk damask, and the room was profusely decorated with streamers of brown and sepia, our class colors, and with American flags. During a pause in the dancing, the President brought up a fat, lame man, whom he introduced as Dr. Clifford Haugen, the White House physi- cian. For several years Cliff has been associated with the Mayo brothers at Rochester, Minnesota, and when the Mayo brothers retired in 1935, he became their successor. He is also the inventor of Haugen's Baby Food and Haugen's Great Discovery for Cancer and promised us all samples

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He was in the best of humor, and his many witty and clever stories and jokes, kept us in continual laughter. Several toasts were responded to. One to the class of '23 by President Ryan. to Per Gradus by Carl Wild, Basketball by Earl Rogers, Midget by Milton Schroeder, and to the Flickertail by myself. A piano selection was given by Ruby Moen, while Ethel Haugan and Martha Olson favored us with a pleasant vocal duet. As we left the White House that evening it was after midnight, and all of us sure slept soundly that night, no one awakening before noon of the next day. At 2 o'clock in the afternoon of January 6th, we assembled for the last time at the White House. Soon Simbalenko arrived with our Caproni biplane, and the bidding of goodbye and tearful farewells began. What a wonderful class we were indeed, entering so many useful avenues of life. Indeed such a class was never again graduated from the University High School. The world has progressed since our entering it, and before another twenty years pass by what further wonders may not be performed by us ? At last we had all bid each other goodbye, and loaded with Lucille's candies, and Cliiford's medicines, we departed for our homes, everyone voting it the best time in the history of his or her life. -Roy C. GREENBERG.