Weatherwax High School - Quinault Yearbook (Aberdeen, WA)

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18 QtJINIAULT Senior Class History LASS of 1913! As graduates we look back over the past four with regret and pride—regret for the things which we did not accomplish and pride in the many undertakings which we completed so creditably. We are told that we are standing on the threshold, that life for us is just beginning. Some have completed their school education and will soon mingle in the business of the world, while others, we hope a great many, will continue their studies in th' various colleges and universities. We will soon be expected to prove ourselves and make use of the knowledge we have gained. Although, according to ancient superstition, we have been laboring for four years under the ban raf the hoodoo “13.” results would seem to show that this was our lucky number. The class of ’13 has been prominent in all lines of school activities, athletics, oratory, debate, and dramatics, from the time when they entered the old High school on the hill as green Freshies. One bright {September day in the year of 1909, the upper classmen saw groups of giggling, bewildered youngsters wandering about the halls looking for the Freshman room. After the usual remarks about “green freshies” they promptly forgot our existence except when some belated Freshman rushed absent-mindedly into the .wrong class and furnished a welcome diversion. But.'tf'hefi the basketball season began and the dignified Seniors atul haughty Juniors went down to defeat before the despised little Freshies; they woke up and ruefully watched us triumphantly carry off the-.class championship. Ira Blackwell, who was also on the football b tm and Stanley DeLosh represented the class of ’13 on the A. H. S. basketball team. Naturally, the history of our first year in High school is Hot lengthy but before we narrate the events of the following Vear of ' ysdom we should mention the Freshman picnic. As Sophomores our wisdom was recognized and our conscientious teachers could not but give us marks which put us at the head of the list of classes in scholarship. Not. confining ourselves to the studious side alone, we Wejfe found- in all 'lines of school activities. Pennoyer. Anderson and Blackwell were bur contributions to the state championship football team. Blackwell was considered the star fullback of the state. While not coming out in the lead, the Sophs put up a good fight for the class basketball championship, Victor Burt, Bond Rupert and Ira Blackwell playing especially well. Cyria Allen represented the Sophomores oil the High school deluding team. A large hayrack was the conveyance which transported the jolly Sophs to a pretty spot on the W.ynooche river for their class picnic. Montesano was visited by several bunches of picnicers and many exciting adventures were experienced. Our Junior year was most successful. Burt and Blackwell were mainstays on both the football and basketball teams. The Junior Prom under competent management, was one of the most successful social events of the year. The K. of P. hall was beautifully decorated and a large crowd attended, makiog it a financial as well as a social success.

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THE CLASS OF 1913 AS SOPHOMORES

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QUINIAULT 19 We contributed largely to the “Ocean Breeze” and when the time came to get out the Junior Issue, with Clyde Spencer as Editor, we tcrned out. a very creditable number. The Juniors, as is the custom, entertained for the Seniors late in May. The old Gym was decorated with greens and Japanese lanterns and an enjoyable evening was spent in dancing. Together with the Sophomores, we journeyed to the north jetty for the crowning event of the year, our class picnic. Boat rides, trips to the beach, a ride over the jetty and numerous sports were enthusiastically enjoyed by everyone. North Beach was proclaimed an ideal place for a picnic. We must not forget to mention the Junior members of the girls basketball team. Four members, Adele Wilcox and Cyria Allen as forwards, and Helen Austin and Elizabeth Morgan as centers, came from our class. The voices of the Juniors were also prominent and frequently heard in the Parthenonian Literary Society. Walter Huttula, Clyde Spencer and Sylvester Damitio proved themselves staunch and worthy supporters of Debs and his doctrines. Again, Cyria Allen was a member of the A. H. S. debating team. Seniors! We entered on the home stretch resolved to make the most of the one short year left us. The football and basketball teams held veteran Senior players. The indoor and outdoor interclass track meets held in April, were won by the Seniors. The girl’s basketball team retained the same ’13 members who won A’s in the Junior year. Under the editorship of Horace Cook, the “Ocean Breeze” has had a very successful year. We are extremely proud of the record we made in putting on “For Old Yale.” the Senior play. With only ten day’s practice, the cast gave a fine performance at the Grand before a good sized audience. Over fifty dollars were cleared, for which a great deal of credit is due Will Hudson, the business manager. Horace Cook represented Aberdeen in the County Declamatory Contest with “Spartacus to the Gladiators.” Horace and Cyria Allen debated in the dual debates with Olympia. The year is practically completed and soon we will no more be rushing to the old Hi at morning and noon and walking home at night with a pile of books over which to groan and rack our brains in the evening. As the time draws near for us to step out and yield our places to others, we realize more and more that an important period of our lives is ended. We look forward with pleasure to the new duties and pleasures before us but we wish at times that we could live over again the past four vears in the dear old Hi. Next September, when our old schoolmates are returning to take up another’s year’s work, how we will wish that we could go back and receive our pile of books and take our old seats in the different classrooms! We will lock up the last four years in our memories and go on fulfilling each duty as it comes to the best of our ability. “Not many lives, but only one have we; One, only one, How sacred should that one life ever be— Day after day filled up with blessed toil, Hour after hour still bringing in new spoil!” CYRIA ALLEN.