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ALICE MAE KISTLER Sec. Sophomore Class, Booster Club, Senate, Dramatics, Tom Tom, Football Queen. Born on Monday--the gods meant her to be just what she is --a Queen. The Prince of Wales didn't make Tulsa, though, so we had to make her football queen instead. But we don't care. Bitter Truth: It's too bad she got licked in the beautiful boy contest, but just the same, she filled the Tom Tom coffers. |
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GUY GLASS Guy is the sober judge who beams forth happiness without laughing. He is always busy attending to the task at hand. Nor does Guy believe in traversing even the corridors in single blessedness--ask J. His hobbies are mending fishing nets and imitating cackling geese. Bitter Truth: Guy is practicing to be a slight-of-hand artist. |
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FLORENCE MCNALLY School Life, Girl Reserves. A wee little, quaint little, sweet little gal. Her innocent questions have gotten her into many embarrassing situations, but they help to color her high-school days with incidents both grave and gay. Her news noses, her hiking boots, and her "Girls I Have Known" are her earmarks. Bitter Truth: She just can't keep the ink where it belongs. |
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WALTER JORDAN Hi-Y Walter breezes across the western plains from Montana. He likes the wide open spaces of the wild west, but has found that Oklahoma can be equally as windy as the drafty mountain tops. He is doing a specialistic job of math--perhaps that he may be able to measure the depth of Teapot Dome. Bitter Truth: He won't tell the name of the girl of the golden west. |
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THELMA WILLIAMS "Curly Locks" is a delightful combination of mischief and innocence. She's always gay and right on the spot when a good time presents itself. In her freshman days, Thelma was quite an athlete and even now in the old age of high school days, she succumbs to the lure of tennis. At present her most common form of exercise is walking B corridor. Bitter Truth: When she weeps, the colors run. |
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WILLIAM DRAIN T-Club, Football. Bill and four football T's are a hot combination. Hail, the conquering hero comes. Bill's adventures are as absorbing as Professor Blotter's, Flappers are hereby warned to keep off because he is a man of few words but loads of action. People like Bill, and we'll say he's one fine fellow. Bitter Truth: "That's enough out of you," said Bill when he had a flat tire. |
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BERNICE BRINKMAN "Bernice, why do you sit here idling away the hour?" asked her teacher one day. "Because I don't have any more pictures to paste," answered she. Home crafts seem to be her Jonah, especially when it comes to finding pictures of sphinx, obelisks, and other erudite specimens of sculpture. Bitter Truth: Daisies won't tell Bernice anything, she has to dig for it. |
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LORENE BURKE Lorene has tried several high schools in the Sooner state and now that she is in Tulsa high she says she likes it best of all. Her past history is one of useful activity, for she has participated in school doings in each of the three schools she calls her alma maters. She knows the secret of making friends too. Bitter Truth: If you wish to hear her talk, just mention Turley. |
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JESSIE NEAL She owns a perfect shingle--bob not board, and is favorably inclined toward sports clothes. A tea lassie with a will of her own, so the boys explain. Jessie would be a member of the Stylish Stout society if she had the required avoirdupois because she has the style. Bitter Truth: Wonder why she "does" Fifteenth street everyday? |
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GOLDIE ROSE Goldie looks almost too young to be a dignified senior, and she certainly doesn't act like one. She's just like a little kitten, full of all sorts of playful tricks. Her facial expression is so innocent, that we almost believe she could get away with murder [although we advise her not to try it]. Bitter Truth: Goldie Rose, she tell all she knows. |
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ETHEL MAE SMITH She's like her middle name--welcome as the flowers in May. She can write exquisite poetry, almost as fluent as Willie Baxter in "Seventeen." And essays! She lives on 'em. No wonder she takes English VII and VIII and Journalism. Bitter Truth: She's quite playful--on the piano. |
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ANNA HOUGH Anna's schedule reads "art, art, art!" She speaks Spanish so readily that one would take her for a senorita if she didn't have freckles. Neither is she a gypsy, although she is connected by relation to the "Covered Wagon." Bitter Truth: She's just like Mr. Irizarry--she hates to have her name mispronounced. |
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IRWIN MITCHELL Irwin is prolonging his years in high school so that he will be old enough to get a job when he gets out. He is planning to take T. N. T. next year if the state will give him a certificate before he is of age. He is clinging to his mother's apron strings, or he wouldn't still be wearing short trousers. Bitter Truth: He would like to be an interpreter in a Mexican department store. |
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ANNA ROSE It's a sad, sad story, but true--Anna rose from bed but too late to get to school on time. Now, multiply this experience by sixty and you have the minimum number of times it happened. Alarm clocks mean nothing in her young life. Her whole existence is composed of notes--musical and otherwise. Bitter Truth: She'll never marry a man who wears specs. |