Benton Township High School - Scarab Yearbook (Benton, IL)

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WHO Richard Mend . W. -I B. Saul her Lola Koulk Tillman Morgan Eddie Davis Pearl Frier Paul Jones Paul Sunders . Vinita Conover . Verne JoDCS EIkii Dial Clarence K kew Singleton Hushing Arthur Adams Leslie M midi'll Pearl Jones King Qiiilhnan Clifton Hill Lloyd Rainey . Fred Towal Artlic Pyles Man' Welih KNOWN AS Dickie' Bill” Sieve . . “Fatly . . Dugan James . Lava “Monl . . Sally Dishrng Shorty” Dial Pug . Sing .... Ikev . . Les . . . Pennies llloiuly Cliflonion Fritz . . . An . . “Faint Heart DESIRES KKMARKS ADORES Mist Mitchell Henry Uniney .... Tin ladies Basketball A Sophomore . Solitude . . . Clothes . . Senior Hoys English IV Mulkcytown Foot It.ill . . Mary S. . Ml. Vernon girls Bookkeeping Merry Maids (Midi Kodak . . . Oratory I.ol» Monos . Electricity . . . Com. Aritli To he six feel tall To make n noise To lie lull . . - Popular........... To go to work . Something lively To go bathing To go fishing To lie liked To grow taller A girl (iranddad’s dough . Jake's job . . . To Ik a comedian To drink a keg To lx- II. S. teacher To have a mustache Congressman . , To go to Annapolis . Some Pep . . . To lie a physicist To tench School . . He’ll never make it Never fusses. Talks a great ileal. Fond of nil hats. Went into a trance. Is rather ipiiet. Human “S . Not lucky. From Washington. Pearl’s sister. l«ost his voice. To take ’’ Hig Hoy'V'place. Visits the jmol. Visits Mt. Vernon. Can do it. Keeps library. Play in band. Is a debit tor. Has been appointed. Not sociable. ' cry solemn at times. Thinks boys an- horrid

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Srninr (Blass Histnnj A Freshmen first we made our rep and nil agree wo had Mum- |H p. A lively Inmoli of forty-seven. wlio’d thought lli.it Hitfli Si'liool wonlil Ik Heaven (Imt when we got hen we found out. we liad not known what we thought aliout). we entered lion in nineteen fourteen for four years’ work- -as van l»e seen. Our class was early organized; Hill was president anil Miss Smith advised. Nith Ktliol ltea as secretary, our officers were good. yes very! Our choice of colors was fine, we ween; they are the prettiest we have seen; through all four years we have hcen loyal to pure white and purple royal. We entertained our parents dear: we think we made to them quite clear what brilliant children they possess (at least we tried to our denied best.) We celebrated Hallowe’en and later picnicked on the green at Ruth Ann Webb's up at Webb’s Hill; we ha l good eats and ate our fill. At Lola Fou Ik’s on New Year’s Eve we met and watched the old year leave, and welcomed in the fresh New Year with games and songs ami real good cheer. And so throughout our Freshman days we had good times in various ways: we made some friends mot Faculty—we studied not enough, you see.) As Sophomores next we bail our say: we found this year a rocky way. Geometry put us on our mettle, the wliys we could not seem to settle: and when in English we would stumble Miss Mitchell would In-gin to grumble. Our lessons bothered us a bit Imt still our fun we couldn’t quit. Into society wc made a dive; this year of parties we had five. The Freshmen entertained us loo—’I was more than Freshies usually do. Our officers this year we changed and. thinking ‘twould be fair, arranged to have a girl to lead the class as president (Lola was the lass) ami then with Lloyd as secretary our officers were congenial, very! Now when we reached our Junior year of High School we had lost all fear. The teachers we had found weren’t dreadful although they tried to cram our heads full of facts for which we did not care (but then you see that’s why they're there). Our class from forty-seven had shrunk to Iwentv-lwo they didn't all flunk, for some had quit and gone to work and some had studied like a Turk and left our class to go ahead (in three years through the four they sped). Our officers we changed again; Dick was made president and then Pearl Frier always look the notes and counted up the Junior votes. (In other words, she was secretary, but nothing rhymes with it but very and I am tired of using it; I wish some other word would fit). This year we gave a tacky party to show appreciation hearty of what the Freshmen did for us; the costumes were quite curious—Miss Peek sure did cut some figger dressed as a big, fat, homely nigger. Of other parties we had a lot that never will be quite forgot especially the night that wc got an o'possum up a tree. In Senior year, our final tost, wc think we’ve ranked up with the l est. Of course, we've played and made some noise; we've often heard “Those Senior boys will surely Ik the death of me; why they won't study. I can’t sec . And yet our record we can compare with any and it looks fair. Our president this year’s the same—he’s little but Oh! My! he’s game. Our class advisor and colors lot have bccu the same 17