Altamont Community High School - Altois Yearbook (Altamont, IL)

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. ,W.T,MW,m.,:,:,,,,.,,,,..,T-2 ..... ,, .........,...,.....,......... ........., ......,..,.... 1 . . . .... V . HUMOR WOIlIiIDN'T THIS FIT 'tIY', I'lI'I'Y', AND 'TAI'l'AN'? I've slept in a boarding: house, I've slept in a berth on a train I like them all the same. I,'ve reposed on downy cout-hes, VVith silks to cover my feet, But none of these can compare VVith 21 snooze in an assembly seat. A STUDENT IN PHYSICS: R. B. Uasev is m ' teacher 1 7 1 shall not ass , 1 n He maketh me to expose my ignorance betore my elass, He leadeth me into paths of rnlienle and shame, He prepareth an examination before me, In the presence of my dissatisfaction, Yea., though I study until midniglit, I cannot understand Physics: Surelv to Goodness D's and E 's shall follow me the rest of mv life, u PN 7' I D n And I shall dwell in the elass ot Physics forever. Mother: t'Helen, what does this '60' mean on your m-ard? Helen R.: I don't know, unless it's the temperature of the room. Mr. Vasey: My razor doesn't cnt at all. Mrs. Uasey: IUhy Ralph! You don't mean to tell me your beard is tougher than the linoleumI Miriam E.: Who was Shyloek, Linder? Linder IJ.: My dear! And you go to Sunday School an.d don't know that? IVarren IJ.: Can von tell me anythinef about the Israelites? . ,' . P . Edwin T.: I dont know anytlnng: about them. now we have eleetric lights. Florence K.: t'VVI1o is the smallest man. in the world of history? Mary Ii.: I don't know. Florenee K.: VVhy, the Roman soldier who slept on Ins watehf Doris F.: Darling can you drive with one hand? Oscar: Wliy yes sweetheart. Doris F.: Then pick up my gloves. Miriam E.: How long have I talked. my watch has stopped? Miss Hearn: There is a calendar on. the wall.

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HUMOR, If you ean't laugh at the jokes of the age, Just laugh at the age of the jokes. Miss Ilaefele: Leave the room! Sklz Slone: 1 have no desire to take it with me. Miss llierson: I will answer no questions during this exam. Melvin. Slone: t'Shake. Neither will Il Helen Roekwell: For two cents, l'd kiss you. VVarren. Dunn: Well, here's fifty eentsg let 's get going. Mrs. E. L. Haag: Does the moon affeet the tide? E. L. Haag: UNO, dear, the untiedf' Doris Frazer: VVhat makes vou so male toda Helen? K . . y 1 vi Helen Rockwell: Why, the waves in n1y hair made me sea siek. Miss Pierson: t'At the University last year, we spent six weeks on the eomma. Sy Patterson: 'Ll'l'hen we're not the only elass that 's dumb. Miss Pierson: Tell me one or two things about John Milton. Junior Rehwald: VVell he got married and he wrote 'Paradise Lost.' 1 Then lns wife died and he wrote, 'Paradise R8g8llltxll'.q' Oll R. li. Casey: Why, Mrs. Casey, this meat has the queerest tas'te. Mrs. Casey: VVelI, it shouldn't. l burned it a little, but l put vaseline it right away. - Little Boy: Mamma, what makes daddy 's head so bald? Mother: I4eeause he thinks so much, dear. Little Boy: l l'hen why do you have so much hair, mamma? Mother: Get on with your breakfast. Miss Pierson: 'tHow many of Shakespeare 's plays have you read? t'y Patterson: Eleven Miss Pierson.: Name them. i'y: l'en Nights in a Bar-Room' and g'l'he Merehant of Yeniee'. Harold Bauer: t'Go.sl1, l had a narrow eseape last night. John Pearce: How's that? Harold: Well, l woke up in the night. and saw something white movlng in the room, so l grabbed my gun and sho-t it. After I turned on my light l saw it was my t0e.', put Alvin Ferehow: What's the best way to teach a girl to swim? Linder llevorez 'tWell, you want to take her gently down to the water, your arm around her waist and- Alvin Ferehow: Aw, eut it out! It's my sister. Linder Devore: t'Oh! Just push her off the doekf 3