Biddeford High School - Olympian Yearbook (Biddeford, ME)

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Compliments of THE FIRST NATIONAL BANK Biddeford, Maine Member Federal Deposit Insurance Corp. 1 COMPLIMENTS OF The Pepperell Manufacturing Company BIDDEFO-RD, ME. COMPLIMENTS OF A FRIEND

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THE OLYMPIAN 83 JOKES Waiter: What will you have sir? Denton: Ginger ale, please. Waiter: Pale? Denton: No, just a glass. Mr. McKinery fin Freshman Science Classj: How did the early Americans get water in their homes? Green Freshman: Oh! I know the answer. Mr. McKinery: Shoot! Freshman: They had a reservoir in the attic. Mr. Coady: This jar contains a deadly gas. What steps would you take if it escaped? Student: Long ones! Student fto Miss Dunnjz Which is correct, Bill or William? Miss Dunn: Why, William, of course. Student: Sounds kind of funny to say There goes a duck with mud on his William. Fleischer fto his girlJ: How do you like this picture of me showing my muscle? Girl: Better have them both enlarg- edl James: My aunt in Venice is send- ing me a gondola for my birthday. I-low am l going to play it? Harold: Such ignorance! You clon't play a gondola, you throw it over your shoulder like a shawl. Miss Merrill fin Geometry classjz What is a circle? Armstrong: A round straight line with a hole in the middle. Bonser C confidentially to Miss Gowenj: l have been shaving for three years and l cut myself both times. Williams: It runs in the best of fam- ilies. Brady: What? Silk stockings? Williams: No, the water in the sink. Ellen: What do you think would go well with my purple and green socks? Marjorie: Hip boots. Harold: D'ick what was the reason for your remaining in the Webber Hosptal for two weeks? Dick: T. B. Harold: Tuberculosis? Dick: No, I had a toe bunion. Mr. Miller: Name two kinds of verbs, Hope. H. Goodwin fquicklyl: Verb and adverb. Paul Revere: One if by land, two if by sea, and if they come on bicycles make it three. Denton fdancing with D. Hop- kinslz May I have the last dance with you? D. Hopkins: You're having it now. Miss Murphy: Miss Paquet, when does an asset fluctuate? Miss Paquet: Oh-er-every time. Hickey ffilling blanks in English classl: No one has touched the egg that l laid yesterday. Denton: l can't get my Chevrolet started. Welch: Well, read the directions on the outside of the can. Guide: This, sir, is the leaning tower of Pisa! Tourist: Pisa! Let me think. No, that doesn't sound like the contract- or's name who built my garage, but IL looks like his work. It was a lovely morning. The train stopped at a village station, and an enthusiastic tourist leaned out of the car window. lsn't this exhilirating? he exclaimed as he rubbed his hands. No, it ain't, replied a passing porter. It's Jonesvillef' Economy has taught me one les- son. By denying myself of tobacco, movies, ice cream, and a few other

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THE OLYMPIAN 85 luxuries for the last ten years, I ac- cumulated SI,563.32. That's great. What are you going to do with the money? I won't have to decide that ques- tion-the bank failed. While crossing the common recently, an old lady noticed one of those men who go around jabbing a pointed stick into scraps of paper to gather them up. Stopping beside him she said kindly, Don't you find that work very tiring? Not so very, mum, he replied. You see, l was born to it-my father used to harpoon whales. Mother: l don't think the neighbors like to hear junior play his drum. Father: Why? Mother: Well, this afternoon the man downstairs gave Junior a knife and asked him if he knew what was inside the drum. Little Willie had been told that he must always wait patiently 'till he w served at meals, and not cry across the table or grab for food. One day, while dining at a neigh- bor's with his mother, the little fellow was accidentally overlooked. l-le was very patient for a time, but at last he could bear the strain no longer of see- ing everybody feeding but himself. So, leaning quietly across to his mother, he said in a loud whisper, Mother, do little boys who starve to death go to Heaven? Will: I hope you will excuse me. I haven't played this violin since Oc- tober. Bill: What year? The Scotchman had a tooth that bothered him for quite a long time, and finally he' decided to have it out. Seating himself in the dentist's chair, he indicated the offending molar and asked: How much will it cost me to have this tooth pulled? Five dollars is the usual price. replied the dentist. Scotty thought that over for a while in glum silence. Then a bright idea struck him. How much, he asked again, will you charge to loos- en it? Mr. McKinery: What was the effect of the Boston Tea Party? Miss E. Cote: Er-aer-a-well, all the people had to drink tea for four years. The height and depth in brief salu- tations was reached recently when two girls greeted each other on Broadway, I-lil 'l..o! The following is an interesting story told to me by an indignant sen- ior: One day I was walking along at Old Orchard and a ten year old kid who was wearing short pants--not covering the knee-stopped me and asked, Hey son, got the time? l replied in a dignified manner, No, sir. Street Car Conductor: How old are you, my little girl? Little Boston Girl: Ulf the corpora- tion doesn't object, l'd prefer to pay full fare and to keep my own statis- tics. Farmer: Yes, sir, that hired man of mine is one of the greatest inventors of the century. City Boarder: You don't say! What did he invent? Farmer: Petrified motion. Mr. McKinery: When President Garfield was assassinated, who got the job? P. Labbe: The undertaker. Miss Merrill: How long did it take you to do your homework, Duran- ceau? Duranceau: I don't know, l'm still on it. Mr. White fin gymjz Lie on your back and pedal a bicycle. Everyone does but Simard. Mr. White: Simard, why aren't you pedaling? Simard: l'm coasting.