West Salem High School - Neshonoc Yearbook (West Salem, WI)

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 ixt u naiii u-i-T!: nr: ; i: iti in un i.i mi lh:i ;i:nn.i Lxiau-tn txisii Sophomore Activities :i Ti nmamg-H i it rrnr.rrm-naxT-u THE SOPHOMORE MIXER Believe it or not. but our mixer was postponed six times. However—we all contented ourselves with “what's good is worth waiting for, and it was finally held on May 4th. As we had since Christmas to plan it, we had a good chance to have an elaborate program, so we decided to try one thing which was a little different. We gave invitations to everyone and made it a rule that if they didn’t reply on a certain date whether or not they could come, they would not get anything to eat. The main attraction on the program was the performances of the teachers. Each was compelled to give an entertainment in front of everyone. This proved to be interesting as we all enjoy watching our teachers perform. When the program was over, the remainder of the evening was devoted to dancing for some, and other amusements for the rest. As this was the last mixer of the year, we tried to give everyone a good time, and we’re all pretty sure we succeeded. Athletics of the Class of ’36 As Freshmen our athletes were not uncovered. Only one of us made the basket ball squad, but several members of the track team were from our class. In the class tournaments, we captured last place, although we came quite close to defeating the seniors in the first game. Our Sophomore athletes were considerably better than they were the first year. Four boys managed to get on the basket ball squad. The boys from our class that are on the intramural teams have proved themselves to be very good players. Stanley Christopherson, Norman Motschenbacher, and Norman Nelson were the boys on the tumbling team and showed they were quite talented in the art of tumbling. Our class retained the cellar position again in the class tournament, as we were defeated by the Freshmen and the Seniors. We hope to do better next year. THE SOPHOMORE ALPHABET A is for Arnold, found guilty of theft Of the initiation program the Sophomores left. B is for Beulah, who never looks sad, And also for Barney, the country lad. C is for Christy, the air-minded male Who dreams of the times in his airship he'll sail. D is for Dorothy; I’m sure you’ll agree She’s unfailing in friendship as anyone can be. E is for Earl, who drives very fast; To see him turn corners, you’d think it’s his last. F is for Frederick, who always wears glasses; He appears to be asleep in all of his classes. G is for Grasby, the clown of the class Who keeps his eye on every lass. H is for Horman, who. when lessons get rough, Stutters and stammers and puts on a bluff. I is for Ideal; our class is nigh; We’ll all be Seniors by and by. J is for Justice, which teachers discard, When it comes time to put marks on our card. K is for Keen; we are not so much that As when we were Freshmen with strength to combat. L is for Lorene. the blonde little fern; Also for Lizzie and Lillian. M is for Muchic; he’s a bright little boy; He fills many a maiden’s heart with joy. N is for Normy; he’s been with us ten years Let’s all join together in three lusty cheers. O is for Outlook, ours is a broad one; We'll work and study until we have won. P is for Prof., the principal of our school; He’s a whiz when it comes to applying the rule. Q is for Quackenbush with such curly hair; She's a student, a friend, and above all she’s fair. » R is for Ralph, there are two in our class; Also for Ruth, the cute little lass. S is for Sally ;to this school she's new, Also for Schomberg and Stelloh too. T is for Taucher, the silly little girl; But when it comes to tumbling, she sure is a whirl. U is for Upperclassmen; they're proud as can be. But we’ll be there next year, just wait and see. V is for Vacation, the boon of our life, It frees us from school’s care and strife. W is for Wilfred, also worry and work; When it comes to the latter, he knows how to shirk. X is for X-ray, the teachers’ eyes; When we grow up we’ll be just as wise. Y is for You, the reader of this. We’re hoping that we have filled you with bliss. Z is for zero, the worst.one of all; We hope he’ll abandon our school next fall. CLASS OF ’36 We entered high school in ’33 Just as happy and peppy as we could be. But Barney was worried, as a rule. If he would be in time for school; ; ; r nua uxmxlhu i irrarm n itr. 3i.n.iirruxt While Elizabeth and Ruth, in a bashful way. Told teachers they were unprepared for the day. Ralph Miller sat back with a big, broad grin. Until some teacher called on him. She was usually answered by Ruby, though. Because Ralph Miller was so slow. Maynard Grasby, who talks very queer. Made it hard for teachers to understand and hear. Erwin Stelloh. the pep of the class. Thought himself lucky if he would pass. Wonderful melodies, heard near and far. Came from Stanley’s Spanish guitar. While Wilfred and Lorene, on that Friday night. Danced to the tune with great delight. Beautiful Beulah, the pride of the class, Was a shy little, sly little blue-eyed lass. Earl Miller, Arnold, and Arlin, too. Passed by bluffing their way through. Dorothy and Evelyn just couldn't say, Why they were going to school every day. Frederick! Could you understand him at all, With his slow sort of speech, like a Southern drawl? Norman Nelson keeps thinking of parties and such; As for studying—does he do it very much? As for Norman M.,—we all like him— don’t you? Just send him a girl and see what he'll do. Ralph Cullmann, the scientist of the class Doesn’t need to worry whether he’ll pass. Betty and Erma, with giggles and grins, Affect some of the teachers like sitting on pins. While Lillian Garbers, the cute little she, Is as near like an angel as I’d wish to be. Now I’ve to’d you all the members of the Sophomore Class Although some are dumb, I know they’ll all pass. IMPRESSIONS I Although we’re Sophomores in High School, I know we shouldn’t be. Just the same, it isn’t my school So it doesn’t make any difference to me. II Here’s to us ,the class of ’36 You’ll have to admit we’re not from the sticks; We’re a class of ladies, and a class of men. Do you think I’d better stop? All right Amen. 4 V. V

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Sophomores Top How—Arlin Horman, Maynard Grasby, Wilfred Wolter, Ralph Cullmann, Arnold Clements, Stanley Christopherson, Frederick Tauscher. Middle How—Beulah Griswold, Betty Schomberg, Ruby Quackenbush, Lorene Pralle, Dorothy Peterson. Erwin Stelloh. Front How—Earl Miller, Ralph Miller, Norman Nelson, Lillian Garbers, Ruth Ender, Evelyn Sanders, Norman Motschenbacher. SOPHOMORE CLASS HISTORY We started in September, 1932, and, as we saw ourselves, with glory and fame written all over our faces. But others saw us as little, bashful, grinning greenhorns with a question mark on our faces. There weren’t very many of us in number, only twenty-seven, but plenty of us when it came to our typical name—“Freshie”. The first few days of school were embarrassing moments to all of us. Our numerous comical events often stirred the humorous part of our upper classmen’s dispositions. We passed to classes by the wrong bells, finding the various classrooms either by luck or “follow the leader,” but we survived. We soon heard rumors of the long dreaded initiation. What horrors it produced! Little wonder there are so many short Sophomores—we were all scared out of a year’s growth. The great night finally came and every little Freshy suffered the tortures of an initiation from the hands of the heartless Sophomores. A short time afterwards we had our first class meeting, and elected officers as follows: Norman Nelson, president: Betty Schomberg, vice-president: Beulah Griswold, secretary: and Albert Blackburn, treasurer. Mr. Halvorsen and Mr. Tweed were our class advisors. The first six weeks flew by long before we had accustomed ourselves to the monotonous routine (so well ('LASS EDITOR—Ruby Quarkenhush known now) and oh—the red trimmings on the report cards! We had very few interesting events during the winter, but finally a serious epidemic broke out and each Freshman suffered from a bad case of spring fever. The last week of school was a great deal of fun (after the “finals” were over) for then we could turn in our study-worn books and prepare for the long-looked-for event, the picnic. The Freshmen and Sophomores had to go together and we chose Spring Bank for the place. The next morning at nine bells” we were on our way. and having a gay time. Erwin Stelloh was standing up as high as he could in the rack of Ralph Miller’s truck; and as they approached an electric light wire, Erwin was almost left hanging on the wire for he caught his neck on it. We had a great number of amusements at Spring Bank, as you will see from the poem on the next page. At about five-thirty we pulled stakes” for home and could all say we had a grand time. The next day, being the last day of school, was a happy one. The next fall this gay band of Freshies had a joyful reunion as only five of those who had enrolled had fallen by the way, and the rest were a little more developed -mentally, at least. We again elected officers, which were as follows: Earl Miller, president; Ralph Cullmann, vice-president; Lillian Garbers, secretary; and Maynard Grasby, treasurer. Our last year’s advisors were supplanted by Mr. Nel- son and Miss Fish. The first important event of the Sophomore year was the initiation. Although this proved to be a very mild affair (as the Freshies claimed, thinking they were brave in saying so) we did learn that our new coach had an enormous appetite-being able to eat two cookies at one bite, and the amount of ice cream he consumed is unknown. Although a small class we have proved to be well represented in social activities during our two years of high school. Last year Ralph Miller won a trip to Chicago by his excellent work in Agriculture, while Ralph Cullmann entered in the speaking contest. Three boys went to Madison on a corn judging team and won first place while three others went on a poultry judging team and won the same achievement. We seem to be working in “threes”, as three others were represented on field and track day last year. Stanley Christopherson is noted for being a good entertainer with his singing and playing the guitar. Norman Motschenbacher, Stanley Christopherson. Norman Nelson, Erma T.iuscher, and Dorothy Peterson proved to be “active” members on the tumbling team, and we beamed with admiration when they performed on Gym-nite.” Ralph Cullmann had honored our class this year by gaining the Special Honor Roll. The Sophomore Class has enjoyed two pleasant years in the West Salem High School and are hoping for two more happy ones. See us next year as Juniors!

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Top Row—Leo Cullmann, Fritz Seeger, Earl Rhodes, Raymond Vick, Albert Blackburn, Herbert Lee. Donald Sprain, Harvey Miller. Second Row—Millman Mengelt, Carl Schneider. Herbert Garbers. Ludwig Johnson, Richard Garbers, Ewalt Hoier, Glenn Thomas, Walter Batzel, Ernest Deutrich, Henry Paustian, Lawrence Miller. Third Row—Norbert Boerneke, Erwin Elliot, Melvin Schild, William Sylvester. Thomas Spacek, Harriet Schwartz, Harriet Jones, Esther Hemker, June Hoyer. Fourth Row—Lucille afiller, Jane Heinze, Anna Mae Moran, Delia Pfaff, Elizabeth Oldenburg, Nona Mae Dunlap. ArLne Garbers, Elvera Tausch2r Front Row—Lois Ann yfohnson, Thelma Anderson, Dorothy Hoyer. Evelyn Ehlo, Frances Vogel, Adeline Shagf, Elain . chterkirch, Lucille Storandt, Florence Steensen. the boys. In thletics the boys took part in thoj intra-mural sports. In the inter-cip s basket ball games we attained cond place, being victorious over the ophomores and the Seniors, and losing only in one overtime period to the Juniors. Undoubtedly the class has a real future to look forward to in basket ball, already having supplied a player to the first team. The girls and boys are both well represented on the tumbling teams. The Freshmen supplied a goodly number of musicians to the musical organizations, many taking part in the glee Club, band and operetta. Although we were often reminded of our greenness by our superiors, yet we are looking forward to the time when we shall bring honor to our old Alma Mater. Our class mixer on April 7th proved to be a howling success. The first part of the evening was spent listening to a delightful program. Games were played, followed by dancing until lunch was served. Everybody enjoyed the mixer, and we hope to have another just as successful next year. qrncfcTwe certainly rtant aim'at the same confer new fields we were a self-regftt pp, in our own eyes, id notSippear in the same yes of the higher classes, aused many a supercilious Xhe faces of some of our fellow-students who had passed the humble stage of freshmanship and were not duly impressed with our importance. The first few days were not very encouraging to us because of our utter inexperience and bewilderment. But we soon adapted ourselves to the new environment. One of our first transactions was the election of class officers. The following were elected: president, H. Eugene Paustian; vice-president, Harriet Jones; secretary, Albert Blackburn; and treasurer, Billy Sylvester. The election of officers was followed by the initiation on September 29, the anticipation of which caused us more worry than the initiation itself. Our course of study consists of English, Science, Algifcbra Home Economic foij the girls Agriculture for THE FRESHMAN INITIATION We were initiated September 29. 1933. During the day we Freshies all wore mis-mated shoes; the girls green hair ribbons, and the boys green ties. That evening we were told to bring an old coat, 2 safety pins, a dish towel, overshoes, bathing suit, and clothes for dancing. Promptly at seven thirty the school steps were lined with Freshies, each awaiting his or her fate; and hoping to be none the worse for the experience when it was over. Each was laden with a bundle, suitcase, basket, or with the extra clothing protruding from his pockets. One by one we were led into the school. In the hall we were compelled to part with our shoes and stockings. We were led downstairs and there divested of our suitcases or bundles, whichever it happened to be. Each of us was given a guide who tied the dish towel around our head, and led us away. First through Mr. Blackburn’s room, then into the furnace room, and out of the back door we were taken. From here we were pushed and pulled through the grass and cinders. Then we were pulled into the manual training room. In here flour was blown into our faces, we received several hard slaps with a paddle in the able hands of one of the cruel sophomores: then we were given a whiff of limburger cheese. After this performance we were forced down the steps of the gym in a very bumpy fashion. The guides evidently never heard of floating power. Soon we greenheads” were served milk and crackers, but cookies and ice cream followed. The remainder of the evening was spent dancing. We expected our initiation would be much worse, and were thankful for having escaped this easily.