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Willard Foster: We never see much of Willie. He's a rather ret1nng lad, but
he's also the only person at school who has a green old model Ford.
Clarence Hackett: Bubs all us is a willing chap. Too willing, that's what. At
that, it's nice to have one around, who's ready to do or die.
Leo Harmonson: Serious? Well, just so's you can notice it. Say, he's a whizz
at tennis. He and Sammy Hatcher make up the school team.
Viva Harris: Sunshine didn't have a chance to pick her own name, but the name
and girl fit just like a glove and a hand.
Sam Hatcher: Long, long ago when the world was young, Sammy won some
prizes at the fair on some of his rabbits. He's given up that career and is now spe-
cializing in tennis.
Nell Hatcher: Nellie is a lady, but she is also Sammy's sister. We can still
remember when Nellie was the queen and Sammy was the bell-hop. Times do change.
Hester Henderson: He's plenty capable and reliable. He never says much, but
what he does say has something to it.
Kenneth Howard: Goodenough's just wouldn't be good enough without
"Shrimp." Every morning we see "Kenny" sweeping the sidewalk. He has before
him the bright future of President of the Street Cleaners' Union.
Ferdie Jones: When Ferdie grows up to be a great beauty shop specialist, we'll
all troop down to her place and get a dollar's worth of something, and swap beauty
secrets.
Maxine Kirk : Max has one grand personality. Mr. Stull says so, and nobody
disputes his word, ever. Our judgment is: "She's a likable kid."
Ralph Latzke: Girls, your favorite has arrived. Ral phie has black hair and
brown eyes. Believe me, there's mischief in them thar eyes, too.
Harold LeBard: Believe it or not. We call him ''Happy." He's a senior song-
ster and happy harmonicist.
Dean Lowry: This bird is known as Jimmy Walker. Isn't Jimmy supposed to
be the most well-dressed man in America? Dean certainly lives up to his name-
sake's reputation, and how!
Margaret McFarland : We're betting on Mac, even if she did come from Wyom-
ing. Why, folks, some of the remarks she makes would make you curl up and laugh
yourself to death.
Earl Maltby : "M" stands for Maltby, our senior class president. He is the able
helmsman of the good ship 1930. Call him Skipper.
Arthur Mayfield. Named Art for short. He's free, white, and always seen in
the company of Edith Warring, but I guess that doesn't leave him so free after all.
Y nocente Mendez: He's noted for his speed. Automobile? No. He's the fastest
typist in the school. Step right up and call him "Speedy."
Beryl Michel: It gives me great pleasure to present "Kitten." Beware! 'Tis a
playful kitten. Lately she hasn't been seen arguing with Frank Hill. 'Tis a shame.
Fay Moorhouse: The old Ford rambles right along, with Fay as chauffeurette.
When you see Rolls Ruff stop, look and listen, for you'll see little Miss Muffet
perched up in the Sierras, trying to coax Lizzie along.
Fred Navarro: "I've heard him called "Cactus," but you can't prove it by me.
Ever since his grammar school days he has been a baseball player, a baseball player
named Cactus.
Raymond Nelson: Ray's the best sport going. He took a baby part in a play
once; that was when he was a dignified senior, too, but he stood the test.

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