Clinton High School - Clintonia Yearbook (Clinton, IL)

Page 26 text:

JUNIORS 1918-1919 OFFICERS President, Otis Skinner Vice-President, Harriet Bonn See. Treas. Hassell Brown Argo, Lima Bean, Harriet Bratclier, May Brown, Mildred Brown, Russell ('handler, )rin Cooper, Mabel Darby, Catherine David, Marie Dresback, Glenn Edmunds, Arthur Hldredge, Miriam Gatehell, Kenneth Glenn, Charles Gowdy, Bernice Guilin, Louis Gunther, Loraine Howard, Grace Hoyt, Mildred Lonergan, Winifred Longbrake, Mildred Met Holland, 1 Iarold McClelland, Helen MeClurg, Lvda Marshall, Marie Merrifield, Pauline Morrison, La vet a Owen, Mary Querfeld, Tlelen Richardson, Reha S ott, Bernice Shinneman, Caryl Skinner, Otis Stone, Bernice Stone, Iva Vandervort, Kenneth Walden, Pauline Whalen, Cyrille Williams, Alfred Wilson, Blanche Wilson, Kenneth Westerholt, Gladys Woodward, Helen Young, H den —PAGE TWENTV-TWO—

Page 25 text:

—PAGE TWENTY-ONE—

Page 27 text:

JUNIOR HISTORY High School Assembley Room, Clinton, 111., Sc]tt. 10, 1918. Rear Aunt Malde: Guess you tliot I wuzn’t gonna rite you enymore, but I found one of tla m stam])s you an Uncle Rill lost when you wuz visitin us; and since Uncle Bill wuz tollin me about them conservashun rules him and the Captain had to keep while they wuz in the war, I kinda tlmt 1 better use it. I sez to Jane (she’s sum cute kid Aunt Mable—her real name is Thelma—but nom-D. Plumes is stilish 1 guess) anyhow I sez to Jane—“Im conservin.” I guess she tliot 1 said I wuz consumptive—cause she rote me a note savin how sorry she wuzz. The bell rung and Miriam Khlridge stopped me to ask me where Bus Brown went, and Jane got gone fore 1 could tell her different. Explanatory, tliats me all over, Aunt Mable. Im a Junur now Aunt Mable. We had a meetin and elecshum of oficers the other day, and a guy called Bill McKinney wuz electud presidunt. Th. y ask me to be but 1 sez “no let him have it.’’ Generous! Tliats me all over. Aunt Mable! 1 guess they didn’t like it cause they giv the Vice ITesidensey to Harriet Bean slies a gurl, Aunt Mable, and I cuddent say nutliin an anyhow shes lost nearly all her hair and I tl.ot maybe the sliok of losin tin ofice might mike her lose the rest—so as said 1 never said nutliin. 1 never did like a respond hi Hi tv— espcslmlly in money matters—so I let Bus Brown be sec. and trims, and he said lie didnt mind, so my conshunce dont hurt non, Aunt Mable. We got fifty four Junurs in our class now. Some auful party gurls, Aunt Mable, but 1 can’t take mine of em to any show cuz— were gonna have a weener roast some time in Sept, and Im savin up my jack. That aint no kind of sailor name; its a slang word for (oin. I gotta close Aunt Mable—I see Miss Cline (omin. She got inquisutive about my interest in this letter, I guess. Cuz lm not studious by nature. The Doctor sez my eyes is weak. Sometimes when 1 see my report card i think its my mind. Yours afexioiatelv, L. High School Assembly Room, Clinton, 111., Sept. 26, 1918. Here Aunt Mable: In the letter I wrote you some time ago and never got no answer too. I nr nshuned us Juniors was plannin a weener roast. So I tliot since them plans had culminated (tliats not cucumbers or any thing squash like, Aunt Mable; it means developed with results.) Id better rite you and tell you, since curiossitey is hard on the nerves of a woman. An yore sum woman, Aunt M: hie. Ive only got ten minutes to rite, so 1 bcter give attenshun to my subget. We all drove :n automobiles out to Weldon Springs' and built a fire. Or 1 mean the gurls and the f: kaltv wemon did. I s boys was down lookiri at the boat-house and the water in the lake. W ater has an auful attraekshun for boys, Aunt Mable. Pretty soon tho when everything wi s ready, we went up and helped eat the woen-ers and marshmallers and coffee and buns lid pikles. 1 had my share, Aunt Mable. Tliats me all over. We all went down to the drink in place. No saloon or nutliin, Aunt Mable. After drinkin we played sum games. None f those germ distributin kissin games like they played when you and I nkle Bill wuz young, but drop the handkerchief. u ouglita see the teachers run, Aunt Mable. There1 at ful graceful. We had a swell time. 1 heard sum of the wild boys and gills of the class had watermelon for desert. Laveta Morrisson and Arthur Edmunds is the wild ones in our class, Aunt Mable. I don’t have nothin to do with Arthur. He never has his lessons. Them ten minutes has been over five minutes ago, so I gotta close now. As every Mercyfully, I.. —1 AGE TWENT V TH REE—