Weatherwax High School - Quinault Yearbook (Aberdeen, WA)

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 Q u i n a u I t Junior 2Dap In tlie Junior Assembly on Junior Day Were plays, memorable, bright, and gay. The first, The Cleft Heart” was a pretty skit With a merry shopkeeper of sprightly wit. And a winsome lass in quest of a heart Whether mended, or broken, or severed apart. The last was the Clock Shop full of chimes. And small clocks, large clocks from all different climes. I Jut the two very nicest were the little Dutch clocks, Whose hearts beat as one, with sweet tick-tocks; And then, in a steeple, to church clocks they grew In spite of what cuckoo clock threatened to do. Then soon the curtain was drawn so slow As the tones of the church clocks rang out sweet and low. t Eleven ]

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(Q u i n a u I t Murphy Nelson Carl Adams old striped lent billowed softly in and out. The Pirates orchestra played real circus jazz, offering catchy circus novelty numbers behind iron bars. In the center of the circus ground was a huge sawdust ring. Yari-colored balloons floated around the tent. Around the sides were life-like posters of wild and rare animals, with pennants tacked about at intervals. Kathryn McCoy executed several dancing stunts to the great delight of the audience. Two rollicking clowns, era Cappa and Ida W alls, served pink lemonade with a true circus flavor. Such was the Junior Prom, that pictured the gayest life in the ring that a circus has ever known. The last short flight of the Juniors before they soared past the final milestone in their course, was the Junior Nile at the Calico Cat, May 24. Cireen and white, green and white, everything in the shop was decked in green and white. The Junior aviatrixes in green and white, acted as waitresses. Practically the whole high school turned out to participate in the final triumph of the Junior class. And so the Juniors soared through the last stages of their journey, reading their altimeter now and then. Cp and up they climbed and up and up went the altimeter until it reached its highest point. Those youthful aviators were well satisfied when they read on that meter how high they had soared into the realms of Education and Social Activities in one short year. !3ibt)icc Juniors, juniors, who thru out the year Regarded the seniors with glee and fear. You’ll soon be regarded by the sophs the same way— So know how to use them and begin today! [ Ten ]

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 Q u i n a u I t opfjomore $tstorp By Alice Scott W'lievv! It had to he done! With hearts a-flutter and breath coming-in short painful gasps, we buckled on our armor of courage and started. Three hundred and fifty grinning sophs, trying to look wise and acting likewise, literally “piled” into the grist, the wonderful, the long hoped for structure of Weatherwax high school. Mere we were: a ship without a rudder, a group without a leader. Some among us over-powered their self-conscious consternation and aroused us to the realization, that first and foremost, if we were to become a part of this splendid educational institution, we must hold a mass meeting and by hook or crook acquire a pilot. From the available material at hand, we cajoled Vincent Mill to steer our course through a stormy sophomore year. As we look back now on this stern, capable helmsman, a feeling of genuine sympathy and gratitude rises in our hearts. The second important step in our advancement was to have class officers. These we acquired by popular vote at our first class meeting. The doomed were as follows: Carl Temple, chief magistrate: Steve 'l urk, deputy magistrate; Edgar Johnson, recorder; Karl Malysz. treasurer. John (iauntlett represented us ioo per cent in the council. [ Twelve ]