Avalon High School - Annual Yearbook (Avalon, PA)

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THE BUZZER 5 stores during study periods, where amusement is lacking. We trust that they will enjoy these forbid- den delicacies as much as we have enjoyed them. - We willingly donate to Betty Stevens all the experiences and methods of vamping which Olive Wilt has successfully employed during the last four years. Betty may obtain all needed information, upon request, from the administra- tor of this will. Norine Anderson does hereby order us to bequeath to next year's Freshmen her exceptional accom- plishment of giggling. Although they are sufficiently equipped, we feel that they are the only class which can meet all requirements. Anna Dowd distributes among the lovers of the High School all the success in catching and ensnar- ing a certain well-known young man. At the altar of this same success, Christine Hooper and How- ard lay reverently their memories. Upon the Class of 1921 we bestow all our musical ability, our come- dian qualitiesg our fine debating materialg the gentle reprimands of Miss Macpherson, which have been such a source of amusement C ?D. All the money which, perchance, may be left in our possession after graduating, is to be handed over to Mr. Norris for any use he may have for it. To Elizabeth Smith we bequeath Doris Corbett's witty sayings with which to convulse her classmates with laughter. Jessie and Ted offer up their great experiences in friendship to the class of '22 to use carefully dur- ing the remainder of their high school life. Grace doth leave her charming personality and melodious voice to Helen Miller. Harvey Kapner bequeaths his impressive way of speaking to his namesake, Harvey Lewis. The dreams of Maude Thomas are left to brighten the gloomy at- mosphere of study hall. Helen Toay's smile is distributed among the pupils to be used on dark days. Danny's place in our hearts can never be filled, but we hereby order Miss Meek to treat Danny's Mig- non, otherwise Ralph Beilstein, with due respect. Freda and Jean leave all their duet music on the renowned piano for future use. We bequeath Karl Schiller's duty as Sergeant of Arms to the lucky one. Since Karl had to exert so much strength in performing this, we would advise that his successor store up all extra strength. Clayton Kuester's gift of selling tickets is donated to Jim Rowbot- tom. May he prosper. We bequeath Donald Bechler's ability as a first class talking ma- chine in study periods to the Victor Talking Machine Company. We hope to hear Donald's voice coming from the depths of a Victrola some day. To next year's Virgil Class, Gladys leaves all her up-to-date slang to use in bringing about an excellent classic translation. We wish you all success and good-luck, especially that you may defeat Bellevue. This day June 2, 1920 fsignedl Class of '20. Russ- What is an average ? Ray-Don't know. What is it '? Russ- An average is something a hen lays an egg on. Ray- Now, explain. Russ- Don't they say a hen lays an average of 6 a day?

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4 THE BUZZER our class became quite warlike. This was due to the disputes brought on by the Junior Prom. However, peace was declared by our President, Donald Bechler, and the Junior Prom came off nicely at the Pines, May 27, 1919. This prac- tically ended our school year, but before we were to enter another epoch of our history, a shadow passed over our lives, for Miss Smith, our faithful leader for three years, made known her resignation. We were sorry to lose her leader- ship, but we had learned that the bitter always comes with the sweet, and made the best of life under the circumstances. But the greatest epoch of our history was yet to come to us. We had now passed through three of them, gaining in knowledge just as the ancients had. Still dissatisfied with our attainments, deeper and deeper into our text books we dug eager to learn more. Then we en- tered our Golden Age - our Senior Year. What bliss to be Seniors-to be considered by those passing through the Ages of Stone, Copper and Brass as the Light of the School World l Our aims were like those of most seniors-to ac- quire knowledge. We had unending struggles with the French and Chemistrianites, especially the lat- ter, but with Miss Meek and Mr. Norris they were repulsed and we hope, conquered for ever. We had never as yet known defeat and so, with all forces - now twenty-six, for some had fallen in our numer- ous battles-we conquered our foes. Pleasures during this age were few and far between. One sleigh ride completed the programme of win- ter sports. Then last, but not least, came the Junior Prom, held at the Pines, May 27, 1920. A good time was enjoyed by all and thus ended the history of the class of A. H. S., -J. A. S., '20. CLASS WILL WE, Julia Knight and Helen Kahl, being of sound and disposing mind and memory, do hereby make and publish this, our last will and testament, in order, as justly as may be, to distribute our interests in the Avalon High School among our succeeding classmates. That part of our interests, which is known in law and recognized in sheep-bound volumes as our prop- erty, being inconsiderable and of no account, we make disposal of in this, our last will. Our right to live, being but a life estate, is not at our disposal, but these things excepted, all else in the world we now proceed to devise and bequeath. We give to Joe Gaus and Louie Seidenstein the dancing ability of two of our classmates, Russell Pol- lock and George Graeff. We charge the said students to use it justly and generously as the needs of it shall require. We bequeath to the Juniors our class rooms, desks, and all therein, our wonderful cloak.room, and last- ly, we will to them our mirror, which disappeared so often in the early part of the year. We hope they may rest in peace. Upon f'Bats Mayer we bestow Raymond Little's qualities as a clown and also his place in Miss Meek's heart. We do give this to him and we advise him to save enough money to buy hair restorer on his graduating day, as the need thereof will be endless. We impart to Basil Welsh the mental ability and the colored socks of Andrew Ward. We sincerely pray that these will brighten his way as he gains the upper classes. We do hereby direct the Juniors to appoint a member of their class to continue the good work of Ruth Wilson in obtaining forbidden fruits from certain confectionery

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6 THE BUZZER IHEII Gllaaa IHIIPIII Why do I seem so pensive When in mem'ry I try to recall The pleasure of days spent in High School And those who have shared them all? And the good old High School building Seems standing before my eyes, Held close in the shadows of twilight Our town in its beauty lies. And classmates! Oh, dear classmates! What times we've had together! On the high seas we've sailed daily In all kinds of stormy weather. We shone in English and civics, In Latin and chemistry, too, And math-the bane of existence- We managed somehow to get through. Dear High School, we ne'er shall forget you, We have shared in your smiles and your tears In your halls, institutions, so noble, We have spent four of youth's precious years Years just when we needed the guidance, To give our thoughts nobler form, Of our unselfish high-minded teachers Who have guided our way through the storm But the pleasant past is receding, The future stands at the gate, We can shape our success or misfortune, We are masters of our own fate. As- We began in Avalon High School Under the Blue and the Gold, As we solved our little problems In an honest way and bold, So- Let us fight life's larger battles And to greater things aspire, Ever mindful of our motto That Knowledge gained is power. -R. E. W., '20. Y Where did I lose my mem'ry? It makes me almost bawl- For the things I learned in High School Are so terribly hard to recall. And that ancient, antique building Brings tears unto my eyes, Held close in its spacious boundaries- Oh yes, they put us wise! And classmates! Oh, such classmates! What fights we've had together! We've scrapped and made up daily, Then kissed with lots of pleasure. We groaned in English and civics, Some flunked-we won't say who- And math-too easy to mention- Was said to the tune of boo-hoo. Dear High School, we ne'er shall forget you, The home of so many wild fears, In your seats of wood made for service We've oft dreamed of soft, easy chairs. Oh! how we have pestered those teachers With paper wads, thumb tacks, and gum Their patience-well, sometimes they lost it- No wonder, for we were so dumb. But the office so awful's forgotten- What dread it was to be late! Now to sleep and to eat and be merry And all evening-how sweet-a date. As greenies we came to the High School- Of course we wouldn't be bold- Oh! sometimes we fooled the poor teachers But, sh! now, that mustn't be told. Behold our High School's famed products, Who hope to climb higher and higher, But hopes, like bubbles, may fail us, Gee whiz! puncture! fiat tire! -C. H., '20, in ggagnyfwg Ill 352622Z N ' 'as is 'Q