Wamego High School - Wa Kaw Yearbook (Wamego, KS)

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lElI!!-fE!1!sdvH--m-.- WA -1-m--m15m'aQ1-:Engl Mfheiri . Mg , e are Alumni if ' O Q-.140 9 ' its f iliifilfisiifiisflsds 33 ss. 'la As I was walking on the streets of New York today I happened to pass a building in front of which I noticed a sign. The sign read, Ma- dame Czwabonsky, Palmistf' Having wished for a long time to learn the whereabouts of my fellow classmates with whom I had spent so many happy high school days, I decided to see if she could tell me. I turned, entered the building, and took an elevator which left me at her apartment. I pushed the bell and was quietly admitted by a small girl in turkish garb. In a few minutes a draped and turbaned figure whom I supposed to be Madame appeared and I told her my wishes. Under- standing, she nodded to me and seated herself in front of a misty curtain by a small pedestal supporting a large crystal sphere. Bidding me be seated, she began a series of mysterious passes over the crystal. Then she spoke. Before I tell you of the persons who are beginning to make their appearance before me, I might say that you are a well known person to those in whom you are interested. Everyone, Miss Ferguson, knows you, and your famous tea rooms scattered over the U. S. Now I see dimly the office of John D. Rockerfeller, Jr. There is a petite lady sedately typing at her desk. The vision is clearer. She was your class president, Dorothy Craig. There followed 'more motions and then, I see a luxurious car parked in front of the Ritz. In it sits a portly gentleman smoking a huge cigar. He is the notorious bootlegger, Lyle Brown. Now I see Mlle. Marie once known as Marie Riat. She sits in her saloon in Paris discussing old times with the famous Grand Opera Star, Ruthella Bennett, who is now resting in Paris after a series of Europ- ean concerts. Oh some more! They come faster! There is a lowly organ grinder with his monkey standing wistfully at the gates of the mansion of John Bretz, well known financier of London. Now I recognize him. He is Les- ter Tanner. I see the servant quarters of the Rickstrew-Burkholder mansions Elfifiifwif fi' l927 M '.3 E 5

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E iillHllLl ulrl ll3 Q Rex Foltz, the noted pool shark, leaves his skill to Crawford Beeson who has already shown much interest in the game. Elaine Mansfield bequeaths her artistic temperament to Law- rence Breymeyer. De McAninch leaves his football crave to Ross Deweese who dearly loves to get bruised and ruffed up. Julia Picolet said all she had to leave was her school-girl com- plexion and that it could go to Evelyn Jones. George Perkins bequeaths his desire to be a 'mechanic to Sidney Weybrew. Blanche Pitney wants her Girl Reserve speeches henceforth to be made by Alice Thompson. Virginia Prunty desires that her quiet disposition be given to La- Verne Cox. Marie Riat leaves her skill to pick the typewriter to Karl Grieves. Beulah Rickstrew makes it her last desire that Clyde Bowman be left alone by all the other girls. Lester Tanner bequeaths his income to Martin McKowen. Viva Tabler transfers her love of dancing the Black Bottom to Cherry Cosley. Even Bruce Taylor hates to give up his office, but he knows Lor- and Dale Balderson is waiting for it so he says good-bye to his private of- fice study periods. Louise Tessendorf asks that her blonde tresses be left to Minnie Dixon-Does she accept them? Stella Uhlrich has so many distinguished traits that she finds it hard to decide-but on last interview she said she would leave her winning smile to Bob Hartloff. Ethel Welch leaves her small stature to Lois Larson-Maybe Lois will be taller. James Willey wants his well developed nose to be placed on Rob- ert Edwards. Harriet Welch's last desire was that Mildred Forrester be left her debate medals. Max Wilson has the last say in this great document, so with much deliberation he decidesthat his attitude toward the teachers be hand- ed down to Bill Hecker. Witness my hand and the Seal of Said Court in the city of Wa- mego, Kansas. WITNESSES SENIOR CLASS Elsie Carter Lucile Johnsin, Notary Public. H. L. Kammeyer l All of Wamego, Kansas. Elgfffvlfwi' dtstaixtliil

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r3:!:!:5'mvm--wi WA P -1111--m'3ram a2R2w1slri-I in Chicago. There is the butler who faintly looks like George Perkins, tho he has a short mustache and longtailed coat. He is talking to the cook, Dorothy Bowman. The scene becomes familiar. There is the Metropolis of Wa- mego. On the outskirts is a tiny cottage in which live two old maids, in- separable since their school days-Margaret Burgess, who cares for a large family of cats and dogs, and Stella Uhlrich who makes her living by selling Sloan's Liniment. The crystal seems clouded. Now I see it is a football practice at Yale. A tall Swede seems to be giving orders. He is Yale's famous foot- ball coach-Dee McAninch. I see a beautiful Cathedral in London. The Reverend Rex Foltz D. D. is opening the morning service with his usual dignity. Immediate- ly at his left sits Lady Blanche Pitney, leading soloist. Seated at the pipe ogran is Virginia Prunty, a talented organist of London. The scene shifts to Florida. In the office of the large drug cor- poration of Balderson and Dacquet I see the senior partner, Willard Balderson. Across the street there is a large bill board advertising the two fat ladies, Ethel and Harriet Welch, who are with the Tabler-Edwards Circus now performing at Miami. Next I see the J ungles of Africa. There stands the mighty hun- ter Jim Willey, who has just killed his fortieth tiger in pursuit of the one hundred tiger skins which he must get before claiming the hand of Louise Tessendorf. The scene changes to a magnificent drawing room in Rome. There I see the most famous violin teacher in the world, Mary Ella Doyle. She is busily engaged instructing Julia Picolet in the technique of the violin. Just beneath her window she hears Bananas Nice Ripe Or- anges she glances out and much to her surprise she recognizes the promising classmate of her High School days, Bruce Taylor. In another part of this same city I see Helen Beamer as diplomatic agent from U. S. to Italy in council with the great men of the world. The Ocean passes and it is night in Portland Oregon. Down the magnificent White Way there flashes one outstanding sign, World's Largest Salmon Cannery, Richard Fish, President. With remarkable facility the scene again changes to Paris. I see the picture gallery in the' L'Onvu. A world famous painting hangs on the wall. Beneath it is a short biography of the painter, Elaine Mans- field. Now I see a real sheik of Turkey sitting bedecked in jewells and many colored silks. Who can he be? Oh, I recognize him now. He is Max Wilson. As she finished speaking the great Clairvoyant of Russia glided from the room and left me with my memories. Ellgfifggsllii if f' - f? E