Weatherwax High School - Quinault Yearbook (Aberdeen, WA)

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QUIN AULT 11 For learning is hut steps and flairs CAnd we go up or down.

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10 QUIN AULT The choosing of the name “Bobcats” for the athletic teams of the school was another important measure accomplished. All business matters of the student body are handled by an executive body, the board of control. This organization is composed of the following members: Student body officers: Laurence Quillen, president; Charlotte Allen, vice-president; Gertrude Temple, secretary; Don Karshner, treasurer; principal of the school, R. R. Balkema; superintendent of the schools, George B. Miller; athletic coach, Homer C. Taylor; and class rep-sentatives: Margaret Delanty, senior; Ed Hawkins, junior; Henry Mumaw, sophomore. ‘Ljhe CsVterit System The one outstanding innovation this year, has been the establishment of the merit system. The system was instituted in order to raise the morale of the school and to have permanent character records of the students for college recommendation. Every student is given 100 merits at the beginning of each semester. From five to twenty points are deducted for disorderly conduct and unexcused absences and tardinesses. Students having more than 30 demerits ai'e automatically dropped from school and an average of 80 is necessary for college recommendation. Records have been kept by the boys’ adviser, G. M. Hall, and the girls’ adviser, Miss Grace Sharp. This system for the short time it has been in use, has caused a decided decrease in tardinesses and unnecessary absences. cfjhe Send Off T3he whole school was behind the team.

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12 QUIN AULT F5he Seniors Fare Well cBy a Sapient Senior As seniors twenty seven we started with a bang, With Miss Fowler and our officers to boss and run the gang. Hay! hay, we had a Barn Dance, hicks and horns and fun, Straw hats and country cousins, the Juniors all and one. Queen Marie and Aimee and Hollywood’s whole screen Put on a show at Christmas time, the like was never seen. Carols, music, Mummers’ Plays we added to our list, Old Santa brought his pack of toys and not a child was missed. In basketball our boys were first, they led the line, what’s more,— Our girls topped off all others in rolling up the score. With snowballs, snow, and ice our Senior Ball was slick, And the Mid-Winter Formal was over all too quick. French Ma’mselles and Admirals, cats and spinsters too, With Miss McDowell well-chosen to tell them what to do; Ruffled skirts and lacey cuffs, our play—Pomander Walk— The five little cottages for weeks were all the talk. Senior Sneak Day came at last, we all skipped school together; We packed our lunch, piled in our cars, took advantage of May weather. Saint Peter came on Class Night and made us all confess, Some told the family secrets, and others more or less. Baccalaureate came around with each in his own pew, We listened to the preacher and left when he was through. After all the pros and cons on silks and calicoes, The girls agreed to graduate in the latest white sport clothes. The boys marched forth in dark blue suits, and on Commencement Night, For the last time undisputed, we stood in the limelight. When it came to valedictorian, salutatorian, too, The girls got in the last word, but then they always do. We passed as Frosh and Sophomores, we were upperclassmen, too, And just so you’d remember us, we’ve left behind a few. Miss Fowler