White River High School - TKopechuck Yearbook (Buckley, WA)

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CBUCKLEY HIGH SCHOOL I7 Mary Marchetti leaves her wavy raven locks to Elfreda Stoltz. Ed Morris leaves all his earthly possessions fincluding jewelry, to Lee Whitney. Madeline Kosich wills her pet expression, Ya big palooka, to Wilmot Parker. Waino Oikare bequeaths his teaching ability to Robert Schwab. Justin Law bequeaths all excess poundage to Helen Brucholc. Harvey Phillips wills his flashing smile and deep bass voice to Mr. Say. Hilda Rohde leaves her dramatic ability to Eleanor Dwarsh. Marion Kelley bequeaths his shy manner and dainty wall: to Orville Anderson. Elsie Schwab leaves her ability to get out of study hall to Teresa Laughran. Max MacKenzie wills his sex appeal to Bennie Wellock. Anne Ohiotti wills her curls to Lola Hamilton. Keith Phillipa leaves his sense of humor, and argumentative abilities to John Kosich. Agnes Sandor wills her innocent expression to Mary Barbero. Walter Younlcer wills his place in the butcher shop to Dayton Trygstad. Betty Clifford bequeaths six inches of her height to Robert Wheeler. Fred Miller wills his green sweater and Irish ancestry to Anne Spitlar. Esther Thieman leaves her position as Ag secretary to Mary Lusso. Maye Wells leaves her red hair and screams of fright at everything to Miriam Styers. Fred Stoltz wills his position as stage electrician to Jeanette Ehler. Adeline Marshke leaves her giggle to Darield Fotheringill. Having thus willed and bequeathed our entire earthly and unearthly possessions, we, the Senior Class of the year one thousand and nine hundred and thirty-one, A. D., do hereby set our hand and seal on this twentieth day of April, of the year first above mentioned. CLASS OF NINETEEN-THIRTY-ONE. N C,lZ1SS OCIT1 The journey of our class Has now reached an end We'll strive to reach that goal On which our lives depend. Those rooms and those classes Which at times appeared so drear Are now just visions of lonliness And all now seem so dear. We have become firmly convinced That Buckley High School is so line And to dream those old dreams over ls luxury quite divine. Our dear class of ,3I Was always wide awake In plays and all activities Many honors we did take. To our teachers and our schoolmates We must now hid good-by Because we think we did our best We leave, with heads held high.

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16 THE JWOUNTAINEER least WW! and Testament vw E, THE Senior Class of Buckley High School, of the year one thousand nine hundred and thirty-one, being in sound mind and body, and in order that future classes of Buckley High School may respect and keep us in mind for- ever, do hereby give and bequeath all our lawful possessions as follows: ARTICLE I To Mr. Magladary, friend, advisor and counsellor, we do give and bequeath, to have and to hold, and his heirs and assigns forever, in addition to all freedom from responsibilities which our departure will afford him, and the privilege of guiding other classes to the triumph of graduation, a complete set of genuine prehistoric cross-word puzzles to occupy his mind and attention when we are no longer here to do so. ARTICLE II To the faculty we leave the undisturbed peace of the building, together with all souvenirs and mementos consisting of names, initials, scratches, nicks, footprints and fingerprints on chairs, desks, and walls. We also return to them all bawling- outs that they may have thoughtlessly given us, that they mal economically use thc same ones for future classes and not be bothered to think up new ones. ARTICLE III To the Juniors we leave the privilege of being next year's Seniors, together with all freedom and privileges which such a title insures. To the Sophomores we will our ability to make the most of nothing, and wish them a Merry Christmas. To the Freshies we bequeath all our super abundant intelligence, they need it. ARTICLE IV-PERSONAL WILLS Karl Baur leaves his good looks, and his ability to get An in Ag to Bill Ames. Mercedes Corsini leaves her position as office girl to Wilma Nelson. Elnora Lockridge leaves her wad of gum to Mr. Leatherwood, and trusts he may enjoy the same. Harry Leov bequeaths his interest in girls to Teddy Bolton. Mildred Clarke leaves her bird-like voice to Dorothy Meredith. Reece Bolton wills his robust complexion and red hair to Lester Half-pintv Gibson. Mildred Ames wills and bequeaths her sweet and smiling disposition to Carmela DeLisa. Knowlton Woolard bequeaths his leather lungs to his successor, Gordon Brown. Viva Anderson leaves her ability to make whoopee to Mary Shavely. Fred Gall wills his athletic ability to Clifford Van Sickle. Lida Browning leaves her quiet and retiring nature to Dorothy Phillips. Lucile Arsanto wills her Dutch bob to Cecelia Gavinski. Joe DeLisa wills his interest in restaurants fand contents, to Arthur Nelson. Lafayette Castle wills his bold manner to joe Chiotti. Wilma McCutcheon wills her fascination for red cars to Grace Hinkleman. Harold Craig bequeaths his ability to get and retain editorships to Walter Schodde. Leola Curtis leaves her interest in South Prairie to Helen Kosich. Alfred Craig leaves his sleepy expression to John Kaminski. Ethel Bowler wills her interest in green sedans and blonde curls to Elizabeth Kramer. George Garnero wills his famous red sweater to Louise Hodder. Daniel Johnson leaves his much-abused slicker to,Lyall Neat. Cecelia Bruzas wills her perpetual smile to Helen Kosko. Winfield Hackmann wills his tiny feet and graceful movements to Glenn Rowe. Christina Olsen wills her ability to ride in Fords to Maye Leov. jim Rainey leaves his knowledge of American History to George Thompson.

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I8 THE JVIOUNTAINEER ln Years to Come Dear Friend, The other day, as time hung heavy on my hands, I resolved to make a long- postponed visit to Pasha Dhin, that occult diviner of the future. Having come to a decision, I rang the bell and was answered by my French maid, Mademoiselle Esther Thieman. I instructed her to get my new suit out, and to tell the butler, Alfred Craig, to call a cab. I was soon informed that the taxi was ready, and I prepared to leave. Imagine my surprise when, on descending the steps, I discovered that the taxi driver was none other than our well-known breaker of hearts, Joe DeLisa. I talked with him for a while, and he said that he was now happily married to Cecelia Bruzas and they, with their five children, were living in the Bronx District of dear old New York. When he spoke of his wife, I noticed a tear in his eye, and asked him what was the matter. He told me that he was afraid he was going to lose her, because the landlord, Marion Kelly, had fallen in love with her, and threatened to kick them out of the apartment if Joe didn' t go before Supreme Court Judge George' Garnero and get a divorce so Marion could have Cecelia. After a little more conversation, I entered the cab and gave him the address of Pasha Dhin. In a few minutes we had arrived at our destination. As I ascended the steps I was shocked to see a weeping woman, whom I recognized as Anne Chiotti, rushing out of the house. I later learned that her husband, Daniel Johnston, the famous Horse-and-dog doctor, had just died of hydrophobia. I rang the bell and the door was opened by a diminutive, soft-footed Persian boy, whom I soon recognized as Knowlton Vfoolard. I was ushered into a great room, heavily hung with black velvet drapes, and told to seat myself. I had hardly sat down, however, when the housekeeper came in and although the room was dimly lighted, I had no difficulty in recognizing her as Mildred Clarke, or I should say Mrs. Wmheld Hackman, for I soon learned that she was married and that her husband was at pres- ent employed at sharpening lead pencils for the famous professor of Technicology, Waino Oikare. Our conversation was shortly interrupted by the entrance of a heavily turbanned figure, dressed in long, flowing robes, whom I instantly perceived was no other than the inimitable Pasha Dhin. He spoke to me in a soft, sibilant whisper: Ah, Madame, you wished to consult the crystal and foresee the future? Yes, I answered, and also to try and see some of my former classmates. Good, he murmured, and clapped his hands softly for the servant. Soon Knowlton entered, bearing a small black stand, which he placed between the seer and myself. He left the room, but soon reappeared. This time he carried with him something which was wrapped with a piece of black velvet, and which I knew was the crystal. He placed it on the table in front of Dhin, and asa he removed the cloth, a burning flame seemed to leap from the globe and illuminate the room and by its light I saw that Pasha Dhin was Max MacKenzie! Gradually it changed color, and then began to take shape. Suddenly the room was filled with the sound of singing, and looking into the crystal, I saw the stage of the Metropolitan Opera House, and, wonder of wonders, the singer was Walter Younkers. Then the picture faded and we saw a meadow, and trees. I saw that under one of them were two figures, whom I identified as justin Law and Harry Leov. Harry was on his knees before Justin, in an attitude of supplication, and Justin was gazing at Harry with a look of adoring wonder on her face. We even heard some of the words that were being said, but it would never do to repeat them here. This picture, too, faded, and the next scene that was presented for our view really made me laugh. You will, too, when I tell you that it was our astidious Maye Wells, rigged out in a calico dress and a sunbonnet, feeding chickens in the back yard, while her