West Side High School - Legenda Yearbook (Saginaw, MI)

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Do I, Russell Stickney, give my good looks to the front page of Breezy Stories? I, Warren Thompson, give my old Laboratory Manual to our junk dealer. I, Edv ard Ure, will and bequeath my ability as a steel handler to the Saginaw Hardware Company. I, Herbert Wettlaufer, give my popularity with the weaker sex of the class to some Junior whom I hope, shall be more successful than I in holding this popularity. I, Arthur Witham, give my reputation as the Class Best Looker to Fay Smith. I, Enoch Yates, give the money which I win by the scholarship to the erection of a new brewery — in Canada. I, Walter Bohnhoff, will my entire accumulation of credits to the person who can teach me more about the drug trade. I, Carl Compton, give everything to everybody. I, Bishop Davis, do give anything I have for another May 1, 1918. I, Edward Peters, give my good marks to the school to be framed and hung in the furnace room. I, Joe Robertson, give my musical voice to the Sonora. I, Earl Marquis, do will my record sheets to the Saginaw Paper Co., to be used as wall paper in the Junior High School. I, Russell Shepherd, give my ability to act, to any Jeffers-Strand Company. I, Clarence Wilkinson, give my entire learning in music for a flat. I, Elmo Wilkinson, give all I have toward the repealing of the twenty-third amendment. I, Lloyd Wiltse, give my good will to the world, I, Edward Cherry, give my neat appearance to any worthy under- classman who can use it to the best advantage. And we, the United Class of 1921, do give and bequeath our joint possessions as follows: To the Juniors — our nerve and privileges as Seniors. To the Sophmores — our conceit. To the Freshmen — our knowledge. To the faculty — our good will and heartiest thanks for everything they have so willingly done for us in the past four years of the most enjoyed period of our lives. To this will, we, the present seniors of Arthur Hill High School of Saginaw, W. S., Michigan, do affix our name this twentieth day of May in the year of our Lord, one thousand nine hundred twentv-one (1921). Roscoe Earl Herfon, Notary of Class. My commission expires June 23, 1921, Witness: Harold Steel, John Moore School, Witness: A, C, Morrison, Arthur Hill High School.

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I, Laura Schwahn, give the class song to the graduating class of ' 21 provided it be sung by the janitor on the eve of our funeral. (Jerry preferred.) I, Pauline Smith, give all my old acquaintances to the Junior class, knowing that they will benefit by the advices of the same. I, Etta Steilow, give my knowledge of Spanish to Miss Sickles to be made into a song to be sung after each meal to retard digestion. I, Ella Turnbull, give my vast learning in typewriting to any lighter fingered person. I, Alma Weichman, give my noisy ways to the Saginaw, Bay City Traction Company. I, Ottilia Zorn, of my own free will and accord, give all my powder puffs to the Saginaw Welfare League to be sold at auction. I, Ila Marble, give my reputation as class Vamp to the one who can take it from me. I, Sylvia Kaiser, give my reputation as a man-hater to anyone who can tell me how to rope in a certain B. D ? Article 1 — Section 2 I, Robert Allardyce, give my office as overseer of this master- piece, the Legenda, to the one who can correct a muddle and retain his sanity. I, Maurice Brown, give my Physics Note Book to Miss Foote as a remembrance of my good writing. I, Duane Chamberlain, give my ability as an interpretive reader to Mr. Rickeman. I, Claude Clark, give the money received from the scholarship to to the orphans ' home. I, Arthur Curran, of my own free will and accord give my ability to recite A Man ' s A Man ' E ' en If ' E Hasn ' t a Hat to Bobbie Burns. 1, Leslie Eynon, give the money received from the scholarship to the building of a new pump in the back yard. Do I, Orville Gile, give my vast knowledge of American History to the best looking girl in school X. Y. Z.? I, Harry Gnathowski, give the money received from the scolar- ship to the fund for weak-minded teachers. I, John Herzog, give my reputation as a perfect young man for just one good time. I, Henry Kehren, give one good cue to the one who will direct me to the perpetual dandelion fields. 1, Rudolph Krause, give my reputation as one of the most bashful boys of the class to Chuck Murray. I, Winifred Lange, will my knowledge of Trig to William Dembinski. I, Frank McDermid, give my knowledge of American History to the author of a new history book. (3 page affair.) I, Jack Ochsenkehl, being absolutely in my own mind (to my own knowledge) give twenty four (24) bottles of bay rum for three (3) of the ancient regime. I, Richard Rankin, will my reputation as Class Baby for one can of Borden ' s Condensed Milk. I, Junior Rockwood, give my reputation as a good student in English Literature to all the poets, novelists, and dramatists from the Anglo-Saxon period to the present day. I, Walter Roeser, will and bequeath my reputation as Class Clown and all-around fool to some one of good common sense. I, Russell Swarthout, will my fame as Trig Shark to Mr. Hoge.

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Class Poem How dear to our hearts is this Arthur Hill High School When thoughts of our leaving presents it to view, The old Pioneer, the halls and the classrooms. And all our dear friends, some old and some new. The blue and gold are the colors we cherish, The all school parties now things of the past, The teachers we loved and the lessons they taught us. All make up fond memories which always shall last. The session room too is a place we ' ll remember. For often at noon when returned from our lunch. We went there to make a pretence at study. But really to laugh and talk with the bunch. We talked of football, the girls and their fellows , And gazed at our books with innocent ways For worries and pleasure, and pranks of our school life, Will always remind us of happy school days. And now comes the time that our lessons are ended. And we must all leave, and our separate ways view. So good-bye to teachers, and farewell to classmates For now we all seek our life work anew. Our motto — Be Square — we will always remember And strive to live up to its standards so high So now we must leave our dear Arthur Hill High And we sigh, as we turn to wave it good-bye. LAURETTA BLUEM