Greenville High School - Hi Life Yearbook (Greenville, MI)

Text from Pages 1 - 84 of the 1925 volume:

H I - L I F E Published by THE SEN,OH CLASS 1925 GREENVILLE HIGH SCHOOL GREENVII.LE, MICHIGAN DEDICATED as a slight testimonial of appreciation to a loyal friend who first, last, and always has stood behind (1. H. S. with personality, purse and power. Ellis W. Ranney. Page Three AYS come, years come, we live them and they pass; but somehow, the memories of their sunshine and their shadows linger. That the parting reminiscences of these precious years may remain, this, the seventh volume of the “Hi-Life,” has been published. In it we have tried to represent the spirit of Greenville High School, and in some measure to repay the teachers whom we have learned to honor. May it recall to our minds events which made the lives of our classmates pleasant during those happy years. Page Four TO .MISS FULLER At this time we bring thanks to thee so meet. Good friend, today we will not to you say, As poets good might do, “Here flowers I lay ; But with some words which may not be unsweet, Your well deserved praises we ll repeat. Us you have helped so much from day to day, In your quiet, unassuming, gentle way, And always with a smile your task did greet. When senior lads and girls in freshman dress Do bring to you more care than should be yours; When all the mischiefs seem too much alive, And patience loses pow’r to these impress, They'll bless you still for thought that long endures As here and now in days of Twenty-five. “Bay” Byrne, ’25. Page Five THE STAFF Editor-In-Chief.................... Business........................... Advertising and Sales.............. Art................................ Literary........................... Society............................ Boys’ Athletics.................... Girls’ Athletics................... Jokes.............................. Jokes.............................. Snapshots.......................... Typist............................. . . Wilfred Brown . Kendall Sagendorf Eugene McDonald . . . Gerald Lage . . Agneta Hansen Josephine Christensen . . Robert Lincoln . . Virene Weeks . Alice Lewis . . Russel Neitzel . . Isabel Svendsen . . . Dorotha Fea Page Six Pane Seven BOARD OF EDUCATION F. A. JOHNSON President C. V. COATES Secretary S. T. METZGER Treasurer G. R. SMITH Trustee R. A. BROWN Trustee W. R. BOOKER Superintendent Page Eight Page Nine WILLIAM R. HOOKER, A. B. “A man severe he was and stern to vine, JVe kneiv him well and every truant knew ” Superintendent FOREST G. AVERILL “A man he teas to all the country dear And passing.” Principal History MARY E. FISH, B. L. “Here care teas never to offend And every creature teas her friend.” Literature, History, French HARRIET E. MACOMBER, “A perfect woman nobly planned To warn, to comfort, and command.” English, Literature Literary Advisor, Hi-Life of ’25 THOMAS A. VROEG, A. B. “He labors good on good to fix, and owes To virtue every triumph that he knows.” Coach, History, Economics Algebra, Sociology MILDRED H. SMITH “Only a szceet and virtuous soul. Like seasoned timber, never gives.” English Literary Advisor of Hi-Life of ’25 Page Ten VICTOR I. YVHITTEMORE, B. Sc. '‘Truth from his lips prevailed with double sway And fools, who tame to scoff, remained to pray.” Physics, Agriculture Debating Coach CHARLOTTE E. FORD, A. R Veni, vidi, vici.” Latin, Spanish CHARLOTTE HOWARD And would that my tongue could Utter the thoughts that arise in me. Mathematics GLADYS FORREIDER A dancing shape, an image gay, To haunt, to startle, and waylay.” Physical Education Coach of Girls’ Basketball team. LEE D. NICHOLAS And ever o’er his trade he bent. And ever lived on earth content. Industrial Arts OLGA PETERSEN ”A look that's fastened to the ground, A tongue chained up without a sound.” Commercial Page Eleven HELEN GALLUP Full ivell the busy whisper, circling round. Conveyed the dismal tidings when she frowned. Chemistry, Mathematics MALCOM WHALE “I is pencil was triking, resistless and grand, II is manners were gentle, com plying and bland. Algebra LESLIE WHALE Naught man can do have I left undone. Commercial Treasurer of Student Council GENEVA I). NULL, B. Sc. “And yet a spirit still and bright With something of angelic light. Domestic Science MAE SCARVELL For in her sweett dividing ttu Otil She winters, and keeps warm her note. Music ALICE FULLER t Who art a light to guide, a rod To check the erring, and reprove. Librarian Page Twelve SENIORS Page Thirteen CLASS OFFICERS cliftox McFarland fanchon heath mildred jexsen President Vice-President Secretary-Treasurer CLASS COLORS Blue and IVhite CLASS MOTTO Things north while. SENIOR WEARERS OF THE “G” Byrne, Heath, Kern, Lincoln, Lage, Lusconibe, LeValley, -Mote, Potter, Sagendorf, Sorenson, Weeks. SENIORS Judge not a senior by his coat, He wears no cap or gown; Just watch his step; he has more pep Than anyone in town. He would not cheat the faculty As there he’d sure be lame; They’d see the kink, and spot the gink At his bamboozle game. He never misses any class— He’d like to tho’, no doubt; With head held high lie marches in And often gallops out. The girls are all so beautiful, Their eyes Hash light divine. They’d never try to vamp a soul; They own a higher mind. We now are leaving G. H. S. Our life has just begun We stand for big and better things To do beneath the Sun. C. M’Far land, ’25 F. Finch, ’26 Page Fourteen WILFRED BROWN lie’s very wise and jolly; He always gets an A; We know' he’ll he quite famous. Some far off future day. Ass’t Business Manager Hi-Life ’24 Editor of Hi-Life ’25 BASIL BYRNE Behold our worthy athlete. Of far and w ide renown; He never fails w hen he sets out To get his goat—a touchdown! Football ’21, ’22, ’23, ’24 Basketball ’21, ’22, ’23, ’24—Capt. Track ’21, ’23, ’24, ’25 Baseball ’22, ’23 President ’20, ’21, ’23 Vaudeville ’22 Glee Club ’20, ’21, ’22 Class Athlete JOSEPHINE CHRISTENSEN Of tall and gracious stature. With voice so still and small. Ever seeking gay romances, To conquer one and all. Society Editor of Hi-Life Secretary and Treasurer ’23 Vice-President ’24 Glee Club ’25 Student Council ’24, ’25 Chorus MINNIE CHRISTIANSEN You'll all agree that never A laddie's heart I've hurt; Just ’cause I like to banter. They named me their class flirt. Class Flirt Chorus KATHERINE CHASE She is a busy, steady sort— Her golden hours she uses well; But when there's fun on the lookout She’s sure a jolly pal. Chorus Commercial Rep. Student Council LENORE EARLE I’m very small and dainty. My curl is all my own; To look at me you'd never think I'm really quite full grown. Chorus Senior Play Page Fifteen DOROTHA FEA She typewrites for our Annual; In language she’s quite skilled; You'll never see her idle. Her hours with icork are filled. Chorus Typist for Hi-Life AGXETA HANSEN —' And here’s our literary shark; Tis said she’s rather shy; But site's alert, progressive too; Her motto is I’ll try. Literary Editor Most Dignified Girl Senior Play Chorus FANCHON HEATH Most everyone’s my favorite, But when I’m here in sehool There’s only one in sight And he’s railed Charley” Houle. Chorus Debating ’24 Vice-President ’25 Class Inseparable Declamation Contest Senior Play CHARLES HOULE I am a reekless driver, I swing a wicked lea: I own a good inseparable knoivn to the world as Peg. Class Inseparable MILDRED JENSEN Here’s a very charming lassie II ho both modest is and wise; Just watch the bit of mischief That's lurking in her eyes. Secretary-Treasurer ’25 Orchestra, Pianist MELBA JORGENSEN I came here from Nebraska, Out west and far away. And since I’ve joined this little clan I really think I’ll stay. Page Sixteen MARYON KERN- 50 stately and so calm, And quite a fine debater; For when in class she tabes her stand It’s very hard to beat her. Debating ’25 Model Girl Senior Play Chorus BEATRICE KRAFT As a beauty I’m a comet, But when I’ve traveled far, I’m sure you'll all agree I'd much prefer a “Star.” Best-Looking Girl Chorus GERALD LAGE He is our worthy athlete Who hails from Kalamazoo; In making baskets he revels, And is a sportsman true. Art Editor of Hi-Life Football ’24 Basketball ’24, ’25 Class Track Senior Play Handsomest Boy ALICE LEWIS A rosy, browtireyed damsel. So jolly and so bright; Just bring your troubles to her. She’s sure to set them right. Assistant Librarian Principal’s Secretary Commercial Contest Joke Editor of Hi-Life FRANK LeVALLEY To argue well is a virtue. To try to bluff is not; When both you seek to use at once Perhaps it’s time to stop. Football ’24 ROBERT LINCOLN You’ve heard it sung in every way. But this takes the cake. I’d say: “Yes, we have no bananas, But we have fine apples today.” Boys’ Athletic Editor Football ’23, ’24 Basketball ’25 Class Track ’25 Page Seventeen MABEL LOHR A jolly chum is she. And full of mischief too. For ivhen Miss Mabel is around You situ fly can't feel blue. Chorus NANCY LUCAS She’s on her zcay to fame notv; We call her our class shark; She’ll be a teacher super, Just u atch her steer her bark. Class Shark Vice-President ’23 HOWARD LUSCOMBE He is a sturdy farmer And quite a shark in school, And when he’s up debating You’ll find he is no fool. Debating ’24 Agricultural Judging ’24 Students’ Council ’24, ’25 Senior Play ’25 eugene McDonald A little learning is a dangerous thing, Unless it’s held in check; Just as a true Scotch laddie should, I use it well, by heck. Most Dignified Boy Adv. and Sales Manager of Hi-Life Senior Play clifton McFarland 1e is our lengthy president, So soldier-like and firm; He walks among his ruly tribe, With visage set and stern. President ’25 Vice-President of Student Council '2 s Wittiest Person LELAND MOTE I won fame on the gridiron And also in the court; I’m always doing something. For life is much too short. Football ’24 Basketball ’24, ’25 Class Optimist Page Eighteen VAX DEL NEILSEN Little grains of knowledge, Little bits of sand, Make our little Vandel Quite a great big man. RUSSEL NEITZEL I've gained a little knowledge, I've caged a heap of fun; Thanks to my left arm and wit An artist's fame I’ve won. Joke Editor ELMA PECK A vision small and bright, With soulful, eager eyes, Ever seeking after knowledge To make her still more wise. HELMER PETERSEN I’m quite adept at lessons And solving mighty riddles. Hut you'll find me at my best When you hear me string my fiddle. Orchestra ’22, ’23, ’24, ’25 RICHARD POTTER A stalwart form sprang at him. And the runner took a spill; Our own great Richard Had stopped Arthur Hill. Football ’23, ’24, ’25 KENDALLSACENDORF With courtly ways and knowledge rare His way into our hearts he icon. And gained a title for himself, The name of Gentleman. Business Manager Hi-Life Senior Play Model Boy Page Nineteen RUTH SCHERMERHORN She drives a snappy little bus, Which also is a Lizzie; The pare she sets that little ear Would make a fellow dizzy. Glee Club Chorus MADELINE SEIFRIED Still waters run deep— .ft least, that’s what they say; I think you'll find that true In my case every day. Chorus HELEN SHRIBER So like a timid flower I am, When teacher's in the room; But when Sir Galahad goes by, Just watch me start to bloom Chorus NELS SORENSEN To be or not to bt, that’s the question. This boy has lots of snap. His steadfast purpose ever is To put old Denmark on the map. President Junior Class ’24 Debating ’23, ’24, ’25 President Students’ Council Basketball ’25 Football ’24 Reporter for Independent Daily News Most Popular Senior Class Track ’25 Staff ’24 JOSEPHINE STREETER Her mind is rich in fancies That into verse she’ll wind; Her heart is full of fellowship And love of all mankind. Page Twenty ISABEL SVENDSEN They chose me for class baby, At the time of mock election, And all my many friends Think it a good selection. Class Baby Snapshot Editor Chorus Commercial Contest ’23, ’24, ’25 JEAN VAN ALLEN A bonny country lassie. Of work she knows no fear; Although she loves a frolic IV he ne’er the coast is clear. Chorus. VIRENE WEEKS She’s quite a favorite Among us one and all; We like to watch her on the floor When once she gets that ball. Basketball ’22, ’23, ’24, 25 Captain Track ’23, ’24 Most Popular Girl Best Dancer Class Athlete Girls’ Athletic Editor Secretary and Treasurer ’24 Chorus ARTHUR WILSON He goes at things with might and main. Much fame he should have got; This year he’s first in athletics; He sure can heave the shot. Class Track ’25 BERTHA WOOD She's quite sedate and studious. Content with pen and books. She's also quite good-natured. As you’ll see by her looks. Chorus NORMAN YERKES In Physics Lab. he’s quite expert And gives us of his aid: He won the thanks of every lad And also every maid. Ass’t Physics Lab. Instructor Athletic Manager Debating Page Twenty-one CLASS POEM It’s quitting time along the line, Our golden day is through. The torch our feeble hands pass on, To light the way for you. Our days of school are over; But bright is everyone With the golden links of friendship, And memories of fun. There are memories of study And lessons of the way. That in all the long, long future years, Will cheer the lonely day. Our golden days are over Yet no regrets we leave, But we are loath to leave Tis for this alone we grieve. Josephine Streeter. HISTORY OF CLASS OF ’25 In the fall of 1922, A. D., a crew of wide-eyed freshmen took passage on the good ship, G. H. S., and set forth on the ‘ High” Seas of Knowledge. After being forced to “walk the plank” we managed to find our proper berths and enjoy the first lap of the journey fairly well. Some of us were depressed by the gloomy weather which Algebra and Latin caused, but at last we landed at Sophomore Center amid fair skies. The following year we cruised fitfully through seas which became rough as we progressed through the high waves of Geometry and Caesar. However, we hoisted full sail, and sailed into Junior Hay with flags flying. The third year of our voyage found us farther inland, but forced to row part of the time when lazy weather threatened, or the stern eye of a Whale happened to alight on us. By hard work we steered our course to the Cape of Good Hope and anchored for a few weeks rest. This year, with the responsibility of finishing the last lap of the journey on time, we have chosen Captain McFarland to take the helm. We have a Shark on board, but it is not a dead one. With a fair wind blowing us smoothly along, we are heading straight for the Harbor of Success. Agxeta Hansen'. Ptigr Twenty-three CLASS WILL We, the Class of 1925, having still a mentality in accord with senior-normality, before passing into a different and better state of mortality, do hereby declare this our last Will and Testament. We do hereby surrender and give to the Class of 1926 the care and protection of old G. H. S., so dear to our hearts. We do bequeath to the Honorable Faculty all our repentance for our mischief, our neglect, and our general kiddishness. We bequeath to the Honorable School Board our thanks for the care and training so admirably provided for us. We bequeath to the High School the organization known as the “Student Council,” with the wish that said Council may continue to receive the splendid support which it needs. We do hereby empower the several individuals named to make their individual beq uests: Kendall Sagendorf bequeaths to Ruth Ranney the sum of one dollar and a quarter to be given on the installment plan of two coppers a week until she has completed the purchase of a “Hi-Life.” Richard Potter leaves his pretty complexion to Cecil Allchin, knowing it will be well taken care of. Norman Yerkes bequeaths to “Nutzy” Becker the job of assistant-instructor in Mr. Whittemore’s physics class. Arthur Wilson leaves his talking ability to John Root. Elma Peck wishes the other Pecks to hurry through High School for three graduated Pecks are better than one. Mabel Lohr leaves her renowned public-speaking ability to Blanche Leak. Jean VanAllen leaves her ability as pedestrian to Arnolda Evert. Beatrice Kraft leaves her good looks to Elizabeth Wells. Mildred Jensen leaves her position as pianist for the Girls’ Glee Club to Bernice Beatty. Lenore Earle leaves her singing ability to Vivian Briggs. Agneta Hansen bequeaths her literary talents to Martha Jensen. Bertha Wood leaves her modern methods of hair-curling to Eleanor Amidon. Nels Sorenson leaves his “Super” ability to make a speech in the Assembly room to the bashful “Ed” Callaghan. “Jo” Streeter leaves her cute boyish swagger to “Katy” Vandegrift. Madeline Seifried leaves the winning short hand formula to Alice Rowley. Virene Weeks leaves her Basketball ability to her sister Lucy. Russel Neitzel leaves his drawing materials to the coming artist “Louy Hewitt. Ruth Schermerhorn leaves her pretty smile to Helene Ahern. M arion Kern leaves her debating ability to Eleanor Yinger. “Bob” Lincoln is willing to leave his green blazer to any “frosh” it may fit. Nancy Lucas leaves her Virgil-pony to Milo Slawson. Helmer Petersen leaves his musical genius to Florence Wright. “Jerry” Lage leaves his peg-tooth to John Mikkelsen on condition that he be the first member of the “Varsity” team to have one knocked out. Isabel Svendsen, desiring to even things up a bit, bequeaths to Kent Scott her four feet six inches. Howard Luscombe bequeaths his bashfulness to “Lorry” Brown. Helen Shriber leaves her primping outfit to Helen Miller. Basil Byrne leaves his poetical ability to the struggling poet, “Nappy” Hubbard, because “A man’s a man for a’ that.” Melba Jorgensen leaves her blonde tresses to Ruth Matteson. Page Twenty-four Clifton McFarland leaves his dancing ability to “Chuck” Vandegrift. Minnie Christiansen leaves her coquettish ways to Winifred Story. Dorotha Fea leaves her position as note-clerk in the underground railroad to any person sitting in a communicative quarter of the assembly room. Wilfred Brown bequeaths to Elaine Walker his ability to quietly and efficiently handle the difficult problems of the editorial staff. “Peg” Heath and “Chuck” Houle leave their “inseparability” to Helen Byrne and Roy Jacobus. Vandel Nielsen wills his ability to take the roll to Allison Svendsen. Frank LeValley leaves his arguing ability to Tom Metzger. Leland Mote leaves “Pete” Faber all his athletic knowledge. “Jo” Christiansen bequeaths her list of reliable tardy excuses to Irene Hubbs. Katherine Chase leaves her harmonic gum-chewing-ability while typewriting to “Dot” Thompson. Eugene McDonald leaves the dignified personality, which won him his part as butler in the senior play, to Oliver Martin. Roberta Lindquist leaves “Barb” Bower her “Classy appearance” knowing it will lose nothing by change of ownership. Alice Lewis bequeaths to “Jo” the care and protection of Principal Averill. In witness of the sincerity of our intentions we hereby sign our name as the Senior Class of ninteen hundred and twenty-five. SENIOR CLASS. “Jo” Christensen, ’25. PROPHECY Lenore Earl is queen of the “Ziegfeld Follies. And Agneta Hansen conducts a hospital for dollies. As leading lady for Ben Turpin Fanchon Heath’s success is almost certain. Wilfred Brown is excelled by few In designing gowns for “All Aboard Revue.” Roberta Lindquist is the talk of the day For in the latest dance steps she holds sway. She dances to the music of that famous Jazz band For which Helmer Petersen is known o’er the land. Helen Shriber, by a streak of good fate. Inherited a Guinea Pig farm in this state. A jolly good bov is our athlete, “Bay” Byrne, Who tries every day to do a good turn. Virene Weeks with her winning smile Runs a beauty parlor in the Fijii Isles. Arthur Wilson is a hard working man For his seventeen children make a heavy demand. We find Melba Jorgensen and Beatrice Kraft Teaching the Frisco and Tango to Heathen and Jap. In Greenwich Village, getting his start, Russel Neitzel dabbles at music and art. And our handsome Jerry Lage Adorns many an “ad” on the haberdasher’s page. A conscientious worker is Josephine Streeter. With her good personality it’s hard to beat her. Norman Yerkes has achieved his ambition Page Ttcenty-five To become a sailor and go fishin’. Frank LeValley has become a traffic cop, To good looking girls his signals say “Stop.” In the side shows at the county fair Vandel Nielsen takes tickets there. Eugene McDonald has lived up to his boast, And now is a factor in a trading post. A missionary traveling a distant sea We recognize as demure Dorotha Fea. Our dear Charlie Houle chose a flighty career, As a Human Fly he stands on one ear. Ruth Schermerhorn who vamped them all in her days Is now but an old maid, having changed her ways. Kendall Sagendorf set out for Sandwich Isles, Discovered “hot dogs,” and made money in piles. Mabel Lohr by a streak of good fate, Inherited a turkey farm in New York State. Maryon Kern to African men of all hues Is making her fortune selling snow-shoes. Minnie Christiansen sailed to the stars And vamped all the men on Venus and Mars. Mildred Jensen whom we all hold in esteem Is posing for “Ads” for Recreation Ice Cream. The first woman representative from our state Is Katherine Chase, so calm and sedate. Rehold Howard Luscombe as a great judge Whose decisions when rendered no one can budge. We hear Nancy Lucas, the hater of man, An anti-man league successfully ran, In a circus owned by friend Leland Mote Robert Lincoln walks the tight rope. While “Cliff” McFarland as leading clown, Rivals Fred Stone in world renown. Richard Potter deserved great praise For, as a life guard, many lives he saves. “Jo” Christensen, first in bargain counter rushes, Is making her roll now selling tooth brushes. Isabel Svendsen writes news for the Grand Rapids Press. Jean VanAllen aids waifs who are in distress. Nels Sorensen, who was a great man destined to be, Is a traveling salesman for the B. V. I). As a “got-get-him,” Madeline Siefried is effective; She is now the greatest woman detective. Rertha Wood in Grand Opera, it is said, Has a voice that would cheer up even the dead, Elma Peck who recently took a trip Came back on a matrimonial ship. As private stenographer to the Sec. of State Alice Lewis meets a novel fate. Now the prophecies you see I’ve made here About the good old class of this year They’re all in fun from the start; Now with your permission I will depart. “Bay” Byrne, ’25. Page Twenty-six GOING TO COLLEGE The problem of whether or not to go to college is one which confronts every student during his years in high school. It really should not be a problem to most pupils. The question should be: “Where Shall I go to College?” When you realize that only about one per cent of the people in our country have graduated from college and that out of that group come about ninety per cent of the men who are mentioned in “Who’s Who,” it can readily be seen that a college education is a great help in making for success. Beside the purely monetary viewpoint, there are other, and in my opinion, much more important reasons for going to college. One of the best of these is the ability to live more completely. Under this head comes the ability to enjoy life more and to render a greater service in the community of which you are a part. Friendships formed in college are the most lasting of all and surely the ones that tend to inspire one most. These college friendships are the friendships of people with common interests in life and common knowledge. Probably all of us have had friends who no longer seem to mean anything to us, largely because they are not interested in the things in which we are interested. College friendships are not of this type. They are between kindred spirits and formed in maturity. The fund of information that one accumulates at college helps one to enjoy his reading more. Many references in every day reading are “Greek” to the uneducated. Not so to the well-developed college man or woman. Every phrase has a wealth of meaning and association connected with it that opens worlds to the imagination of the educated man. From the standpoint of service to our fellow men, a college education is a great help. In every community the college trained people are the leaders. It is to them that the rank and file of people turn for help and counsel and it is a pleasure to be able to give that help. The influence of the well trained college man or woman in any community is great. It is your privilege to become one of these people with wide influence everywhere. If you want to have the greatest opportunity to become successful; if you want to be able to enjoy the best of everything; or if you wish to be of the most service in the world, go to college. F. G. Averill. JUST A CALLER There’s many a real story connected with G. H. S. Once in a while a big man raps at the door of the English Room. This happened the other day. The corridor was a bit shadowy, and the man clad in the fine products of a city tailor, and carrying a hat of the very latest style, looked a bit of a stranger; but there was the old familiar smile which said, “I once belonged to G. H. S.” Yes, in spite of all the signs of prosperity, here was Leroy Jorgensen, 1922, fresh from Chicago. He had just blown in to say that his respect for the comma had risen to the zenith. This is what he said: “1 work in a Railroad Transportation Building in Chicago, on the twenty-first floor. There are more than five thousand people working there every day. In one room there is a long, oval table where men sit working all day to see that no little fiendish comma cheats the railroad company out of thousands of dollars. Perhaps you won’t believe it, but each of those fellows gets $9,500 a year for his work.” “Nuf sed,” brethren and sisters. H. E. M. Page Twenty-seven N«Cf D0G6 Y WOOD NVm PH 3 THfft r G rssE ? - p- DA i s i r WONT 6 ff£S yViLL e eoys ONE OP TWO VENUS $ ADONIS COMPANY F lfF Pagr Twenty-eight f'age Twenty.nine CLASS OFFICERS ELEANOR YIXGER Rl TH MATTESON ETHELVN LIVINGSTON President I ice-President Secretary-Treasurer CLASS COLORS Silver and Blue CLASS MOTTO Do your icork before you play. JUNIOR WEARERS OF THE “G” Brown, Bopp, Christianson, Jacobus, Weeks, Yinger. CLASS POEM “J” is for Juniors happy and gay, Worthy and wise in every way; Our motto over us always holds sway, It is: “Do your work before you play.” Page Thirty Page Thirty-one CLASS OF ’26 ALLCHIN, CECIL—Amiable, adorable, amicable. AHERN, HELENE —Napoleon, Nero, Neptune. BIDSTRUP, MYRTLE—Busy, brisk, brave. BROWN, DOROTHY—Fair, fat, and fifty-one. BOWMAN, VIRGINIA —Quiet, quaint, queen. BYRNE, HELEN—Active, attractive, attentive. BRANDER, EMILY—Silent, sunny, spicy. BOPP, EDWARD—Large, lanky, late. BECKER, Jl’LirS—Wise, witty, willing. BLANDING, ALBERT—Girls, galoshes, golf. CALLAGHAN, EDWARD — Irish, irksome, irrelevant. CHASE, ROY—Paternal, patriotic, prosaic. COADY, CAROLYN — Charming, chaste, chummy. CLOUD, EDNA—Stocky, solid, sanguine. CLARK, EDITH—Intelligent, industrious, intent. CHRISTIANSON, IRENE—Lean, lithe, limber. DEAL, ALICE—Slow, sure, steady. DAVIS, LYLE—Proficient, profound, poetic. DOUGLASS, LILAH — Mum, mystic, mannerly. EURICH, EDITH—Wary, wise, woeful. FINCH, FRANCES—Pleasant, pious, pliant. FULLER, MERLON—Sheik, shriek, scream. FORD, LYLE—Pipe, personal property. l GROW, RICHARD—Grow, grew, growing. GOSS, WACIE—Faithful, fair, firm. GRAVELLE, HELEN—Gay, grand, graceful. GRAVELLE, ROBERT—Fair, free, frolick-so me. HUBBS, IRENE — Particular, precise, punctual. HUBBS, LUCILLE—Trim, tidy, temporal. HUBBARD, ARTHUR—Poetry, prayer, politics. HANSEN, CLAYTON —Delightful, desirable, Danish. HOLMES, RUTH—Blonde, blissful, blithe. HUNTLEY, INEZ—Heck! Hang! Help! INGLES, HOWARD—Literature, life, love. INGERSOLL, HAROLD—Studious, sure, sly. JACOBUS, ROY—Stern, stately, star. JONES, LUELLA—Compact, complete, correct. JONES, REBA—Slender, smart, spirited. JOHNSON, ETHEL—Mild, mighty, modest. JENSEN, MARTHA—Sad, shy, sure. KINGSBURY, DORIS — Mathematical, mechanical, merry. LONGER E, MADELINE—Tall, talkative, tenuous. LEAK, BLANCHE—Lonely, likeable, lasting. LIVINGSTON, ETHELYN—Stout, smiling, sensible. MADSEN, NORMAN—Pacific, perplexed, philosophic. MILLS, Al DREY—Impulsive, imperative, important. MADSEN, ESTHER—Roy’s Rolls-Royce. MATTESON, RUTH—Vice versa Venus. MILLER, HERBERT—Mild, meek, Moses. MARTIN, OLIVER—Bashful bean-stalk. NICKERSON, FRIEDA —Caesar, Cicero, Cyrus. NELSON, MARGARET—Thin, timely, thoughtful. NELSON, LESTER—Cute, cunning, careless. NELSON, VIRGINIA—Modest, moderate, mannerly. POTTER, JOSEPHINE—Kind, keen, kittenish. PRICE, KEITH—Skipper Skip skipped. REYNOLDS, THELMA—Hushed, harmless, hopeful. ROYSTON, LaVINNA—Affectionate, affable, affluent. ROWLEY, ALICE—Brilliant, brisk, bright. jRARDEN, ELIZABETH—Pickels pickeled “Pick.” ROOT, JOHN—Toot, tootle, “Toots.” RASMUSSEN, OLIVIA—Tremulous, tearful, toiling. SVENDSEN, ALLISON—True, trusty, trim. SAYLES, ANNA—Tall, timid, tenacious. SFIBER, CHLOIE—Rare, real, royal. SEBALD, ZELMA—Novel, noble, nice. SCOTT, KENT— Tall, temperamental, tempting. STEFFENSEN, CARL—Steffy, studious, stoic. JAtiENDORF, MARION—Fascinating, fanciful, fair. SMITH, VERNA—Pensive, preposterous, polite. SAMPSON, ORVAL—Slight, slender, slim. SWARTZ, DOROTHY—Friendly, fine, fortunate. TERRY, FOREST—Fast, fiery, firm. WEEKS, LUCY—Spare, sporty, sprightly. WOLFER, ELOISE—Musical, melodious, movable. WILSON, RUSSEL—Who? When? Where? WELLS, ELIZABETH—Prompt, prim, prominent. WALKER, MARGARET —Bashful, brief, bonified. INGER, ELEANOR—Able, alert, attractive. Pagt Thirty-tico Page Thirty-three CLASS OFFICERS CAROLYN CARLSEN ERNEST BECKER IONE DIETRICH President Vice-President Secretary-Treasurer CLASS MOTTO “Not at the top, but climbing CLASS COLORS Green and Gold WEARERS OF THE “G Carolyn Carlsen, lone Dietrich, William Brown, Ernest Becker, Lawrence Brown, Homer Yinger. THE SOPHOMORES Here’s to the sophomores, Once small and green— Just like a persimmon, So ugly we seemed; But now that we’re older— More ripe as it were— We’re a fine class of youngsters, A credit to her— The good old G. H. S. Grace Bower. Page Thirty’four Pngr Thirty-five CLASS OF ’27 ABBEY, MARJORIE—Short, sweet. AKINS, GLADYS—Honest, honorable. AR XTZ, BEATR ICE—Ambitious, active. BACKUS, DO N ELD A—Anxious atom. BALD W IN, D O R () T H Y—Small, smiling. BECKER, ERNEST—Startling student. BOND, FREDERICK—Chesty chap. BOWER. BARBARA—Bashful Barb. BROWNE, WILLIAM — Handsome, helpful. BROWN, LAWRENCE—Ready, reliable. BRIGGS, VIVIAN—Red rose. BRIGHAM, HAROLD—Bright boy. BUTTC)LPH, EDITH—Diffident, dependable. BYRNE, LOUISE—Calm, careful. CARLSEN, CAROLYN—Music, me-sick. C HAM BERS, MARTH A—Trim, true. DEAL, HAZEL—Realistic, rare. DIETRICH. IONE—Popular Pete. DW1GHT, FLORENCE—Gentle, good. EA ST . IAN, FLORENCE — Silent, sincere. ERIKSEN, HAZEL—Timid, tidy. EVERET. ARNOLDA—Safe, sane. FABER, HOWARD—Swell, sweetie. FLECK, HELEN—Carefree, capricious. FROST, THELMA — Beloved, betrothed. GREEN, EDWIN—Natty, naughty. GREEN, GWENDOLYN — Blushing beauty. GROSVENOR, MARGARET—Giddy giggler. j G U I N X U P, MABEL — Demu re, dainty. HANSEN, CLI FFORD—Bright, brawny. HANSEN, L. J.—Clean cut. H A N SEN, M A RC1A RET— Fi I ia 1 fidelity. INGERSOLL, UNA—Jubilant, judicious. JONES, RUTH—Tiny tot. JORGENSEN, 1 RV1 X—Yearning yokel. KORTES, RITA—Quiet, queenly. LARSEN, PAULINE—Easy, eccentric. LONCPRE.TERRE N C E—N oble, knightly. LUTHER, LUCILLE—Plucky, persistent. i LYN DR U P, LUTHER — Masterly, mighty. KY N D R U P, THORVALD—Lusty, luxuriant. MAGEE, LAYLA—Plump, pleasant. MARTIN, LENORE—Effective, efficient. McClellan, grcweene—cjay, gallivanting. McINTYRE, HOPE—Freckled, friendly. ►✓METZGER, THOMAS—'Tiny -Tom. MILLER, HELEN—Dejected, delectable. MIDDLEBROOK, M A R JOR I E— Capable, clever. MOUNT, ELEANOR—Meek, modest. X ELSON. VIRGIN I A—Wistful, worthy. NIELSEN, ALMA—Abrupt, absolute. NIELSEN, HAROLD—Orderly, obedient. XIELSEN, ST A X LEY—Chattering chops. PARNEY, MILDRED—Daring disposition. PARKER, OLIVE—Gifted, garrulous. PECK, I M OGE N E— Pleasant, per-nickity. PETERSEN, AGNES—Amazing ability. RAN NEY, RUTH—Peppy, prim. SAVAGE, FLOSSIE—Indefinite individual. SHI MM EL, LUCILLE—Loyal, likeable. SISSON, FLORENCE—Shy, shrewd. S LAW SON, M IL O — Mischievous, magnanimous. ST( )C KFORD, M A RIA N — (Iptimis-tic, opportune. SWARTZ, ERMA—Persevering, painstaking. SWARTZ, NORMAN—Lanky, lively. THOMPSON, DOROTHY—Graceful, gav. THOMS, LUCILLE—Little Lucy. TUCKER, MAYNARD—Mere man. VAUGH A N, WAR X ER — Ludicrous, loutish. WHITE, MARGUERITE—Meditative, melancholy. WILSON, RALPH—Happy, hilarious. WOOD. AGNES—Would Wood? WYCKOFF, WINIFRED—Winnie Winkle. YINGER, HOMER—Courteous, cooperative. Pag' Thirty-six rREShMEM Page Thirty-seven CLASS OFFICERS HOWARD FABER President EDWIN GREEN I ice-President BARBARA BOWER Secretary-T reasurer CLASS COLORS Yclime and Blue CLASS MOTTO Up and Doing FRESHMAN WEARER OF THE “G” Faber. CLASS POEM “F” is for Freshmen— We are clever and bright. When it comes to doing things Just watch us Hy our kite. Page Thirty-eight Page Thirty-nine CLASS OF '28 AM )ERS()N, R )NALD—Andv. AKINS, ESTHER—Staid. BARBER, IRMA—Titian. BROWN, MERLIN—Friendly. BARLOW, MAR [ORIE—Brief. BERNTH, LESTER—Lively. BAILEY, BETH —Courteous. BRIGHAM, EDITH —Affectionate. BYRN E. EI)WARD—Efficient. CRAWFORD, IVA MAY—Curious. CHAFFEE, LYNN—Shy. txCHRISTENSEN, ALFRED—Agreeable. CHRISTENSEN, MAURICE—Moderate. CANNON, MELVIN—Bang! CAIRNS, RANSI)M—Responsive. Cl SICK, MAR JOR IE—Momentary. CALLA( IHAN, MARY—Slow. CHOATE, HELEN—Careful. DAONE, MARTHA—Dauntless. DENNIS, LELIA—Loquacious. DEBR EE, I LA—Inoffensive. FARMER. HELEN—Farmerette. FARMER, AUSTIN—Able. FILKINS, LESTER—Listless. GUENTHER, ELLA—Good. (IROSVENOR. KATH LEEN — Serious. HERRON, KATHLEEN—Happy. HEWITT, LOUIS—Fast. HANSEN,VERNA—Vague. HANSEN, LA VERN—Hopeful. HANSEN, HELEN—Healthy. INGLES, MARGUERITE—Satisfied. IN(RAHAM. EVELYN—Earnest. KELPIEN, GERTRUDE—Diffident. KILEY, LAURA—Light-hearted. KELPIEN, SELMA—Noncommittal. LUTZ, VOLNEY—Mischievous. LOSEY, RUTH—Capable. LUSCOMBE, MERTON—Quiet. LEDDICK, BEULAH—Neat. LUTHER, HOWARD—Reasonable. LINDQUIST, FRANCIS—Carefree. LOOMIS, CHESTER—Serviceable. LOSEY, KARL—Cunning. McMICHAEL. (AMES—Honest. McINTYRE, JOHN—Pudgy. MEYER. OTTO—Cute. MULICK, EI)WARD—Mild. MOON, MELVA—Silent. MOORE, El)WIN—Innocent. McMILLON, GORDON—Grateful. MIDDLEB ROOK, STAN LEY— Stolid. MIDDLE BROOK. STERLING— Husky. MILLS, BERTHA—Sincere. NELSON, ETHELYN—Graceful. NY E, C. J.—Humble. NIELSEN, NORMAN—Tiny. N EWI'ON, CHARLES—WiIfuL OL(iER, BEATRICE—Clever. PETERSEN, LA'WRENCE—Lonely. v-PHJLI PS, LYLE—Pathetic. ‘-PETERSEN. MABEL—Faithful. PETERSEN, CH ESTER—True. ROBINSON, LAWRENCE—Reliable. ROYCE, GEORGE—Sure. l RASMUSSEN, LAWRENTZE— Persistent. wRUSSELL. HELEN—Positive. ROBISON, MARGUERITE—Evasive. SALISBURY. EVERETT—Gone. SWAM ,AR. MILDRED—Grave. SEBALD, RAYMOND—Gentle. STORY, WINIFRED—Charming. STEVENS, BERTHA—Attractive. STILWELL, DORIS—Still. STIDWELL, VIOLET—Well. STEVENS, FRANK—()bliging. SORENSEN,THEODORE— Thoughtful. SCHERMERHORN, HARLAND— Jolly. SCHEI, NELLIE—Timid. uSIPPERLY, GENEVIEVE—Exact. TAYLOR, JESSIE—Reserved. THOMPSON, MARGARET—Composed. VANDEGRIFT, KATHERINE— Modest. VAUGHAN, ALICE—Interesting. WHITE, VERE—Alert. WRIGHT. BEATR ICE—Brave. Page Forty Page Forty-one STUDENT COt NCIL Members of the Student Council President................ Vice-President Secretary................ Treasurer ............... Debating Representative Commercial .... Athletic Manager Junior President Junior Representative . Sophomore President Sophomore Representative Freshman President A dvisor................. The members of the Student Council were picked early in the year and started active participation in all student activities. They have relieved the Principal of many of the duties which were formerly connected with his work. The executive body has proven a success this past year in all its undertakings. After sending Julius Becker as a delegate to the State Federation of Student Councils at Ann Arbor, we feel safe in saying that next year's Student Council will be able to carry more responsibility in Student Activity. Nels Sorensen Clifton McFarland Allison Svendsen Mr. Leslie Whale Howard Luscombe Katherine Chase . Norman Yerkes . Eleanor Yinger Julius Becker Carolyn Carlsen . Ruth Ranney Howard Faber . . Mr. Averill Pager Forty-two DEBATING V. I. Whittemork, Conch A ffir native Team: Homer Yingcr Fanchon Heath M arion Kern Nels Sorensen Negative Team: Kendall Sagendorf Howard Luscombe Eleanor Yinger Albert Illanding In the Annual Triangular Debate between Helding, Ionia and Greenville High Schools, Greenville Affirmative won from Helding on the home platform, Helding from Ionia, and Ionia from Greenville, the Affirmative winning all the way around on the night of January 14th. Saturday, February 6th, the Greenville Negative won from Rockford. Monday, bebruary 9th, the Greenville Affirmative won from Lowell on our home platform. 1 his debate concluded the season as no more debates could be scheduled. T he Greenville teams won three out of four debates and every person on the teams creditably represented G. H. S. Page Forty-three CHORE'S Mrs. Scarvku. Directress Top row, left to right: Dorothy Baldwin, Erma Swartz, Martha Jensen, Olive Parker, Lucille Shimmel, Helen Fleck, Marjorie Middlebrook, Eleanor Middlebrook, Kathrine Vandegrift, Grovene McClellan, Dorothy Thompson, Esther Madsen, Audrey Mills, Helen Miller, Winifred Wyckoff, Inez Huntley, Josephine Christensen, Irene Hubbs; Mae Scarvell, directress: Agnes Petersen, Ruth Ranney. Second row, left to right: Anna Christensen, Eleanor Wilson, Eleanor Mount, Dorotha Fea, Rita kortes, Martha Chambers, Zelma Sebald, Hazel Eriksen, Florence Dwight, Cecil Allchin, Vivian Briggs, Edith Enrich, Ethel Johnson, Dorothy Swartz, Arnolda Evert, Jean Van Allen, Emily Brander, Grace Bower, Marjorie Abbey, Elizabeth Wells, Barbara Bower. I bird row, left to right: Bertha Wood, Eleanor Yinger, Margaret Grosvenor, Chloie Sieber, Florence Wright, Marie Wilson, Carolyn Coady, Eleanor Amidon, Phyllis Riker, Verna Smith, Marguerite Robison, Edna Cloud, Eloise Wolfer, Thelma Reynolds. fourth row, left to right: Bernice Beatty, Maryon Kern, Doris Kingsbury, Frances Finch, Helen Shriber, Beatrice Kraft, Hope Mclntire, Ethelyn Nelson, LaVinna Royston, Margaret Nelson, Myrtle Bidstrup, Vanessa Arntz, Layla Magee. front row, left to right: Virginia Nelson, Agnes Wood, Beulah Leddick, Mabel Guinnup, Lucille Luther, Irene Christianson, Lthelwyn Livingstone, Kathleen Grosvenor, Carolyn Carlsen, Lucy Weeks, Winifred Story, Helene Ahern, Thelma Frost, Bertha Stevens, Fanchon Heath, Ruth Matteson, Gwendolyn Green, Beth Bailey, Katherine Chase, Wanna Moffat. ORCHESTRA Mrs. Mae Scarveli., Directress Norman Madsen, clarinet; Warner Vaughan, clarinet; I horn as Metzger, saxophone; Keith Price, trombone; Lynn Chaffee, cornet; Mildred Jensen, piano; Harold Ingersoll, violin; Edwin Moore, violin; George Eastman, violin; Claude V . Woodely, cornet. The orchestra has made several public appearances and has done well. Such organizations are a credit to the institution. Faye Forty-five MANUAL TRAINING Lff I). Nicholas, DEPARTMENT Instructor Recently the manual-training department has come into popularity among the students. Many are taking the course and will find that it helps them later in life. In the wood-working department many useful projects have been turned out. On very neat work. Last year a lathe was installed in the department. Since then some very attractive wood-turning has been done, such as floor and table lamps, candle-sticks, and smoking stands. In the sheet-metal department the boys are taught to make many useful articles for the home. Funnels, dust-pans, ferneries, and cookie cutters are among the many projects completed. The radio corner of the department has made much progress. Beginners in this science start out by making crystal detectors, while those of greater experience have constructed as large as five-tube sets. The results show a great deal of ability and careful work. Last but not least is the mechanical-drawing course. In it the students are taught architectural, mechanical, and relief drawing. Many attractive plans for houses have been arranged by the students. It is important that the hands be trained as well as the brain, for the hands are a good asset in earning a living. VVe hope that the manual-training department will progress rapidly in the future. Forty-six GIRLS’ GLEE CLUB Mrs. ScARVELL, Directress Left to right, top row: Carolyn Carlsen, mezzo soprano; Agnes Petersen, soprano; Elizabeth Wells, mezzo soprano; Eleanor Yinger, alto; (trace Bower, alto; Roberta Lindquist, mezzo soprano; Dorothy Brown, alto. Left to right, sitting: Cecil Allchin, soprano; Ruth Scherinerhorn, soprano; Mildred Jensen, pianist; Josephine Christensen, mezzo soprano. Not in picture: Elizabeth Rarden, soprano, and Vivian Briggs, soprano; Mrs. Scarvel 1, d i rectress. Under the fine directorship of Mrs. Scarvel 1 the (flee Club has sung with great success at the Baptist and Congregational churches, the school, and at the bather and Son banquet. A trip to Mt. Pleasant to the District Contest is being planned for May 12. All the girls are working hard for some honors at this contest. 1 hey have brought their lunches to school, enjoying the noon-hour with singing and eating. Not one of the Club has regretted entering it, and we all hope in the future that it will be a permanent organization with as many good times as we have enjoyed. Carolyn Carlsen. Cage Forty-seven POTATO JUDGING TEAM V. I. Whittemore, Coach On the 12th and 13th of October, boys representing St. Johns, Hastings, Lowell, Bath, and Eaton Rapids schools competed against the boys representing G. H. S. in a judging contest in potatoes, corn and poultry. Due to the excellent training given our boys by Coach Whittemore, Greenville’s team won the silver cup that was offered for potato judging. Stanley Jorgenson, Thorvald Lyndrup, and Arthur Hubbard scored the highest and made the team. Howard Luscombe and Russel Madsen took part in the judging and won the experience if not the honors. 1 he three highest members that made the team are to go to Lansing, May 14 and 15, to compete with all the schools of the State. We see no reason why they can not carry off the honors there as well as they did at our local contest. Eaton Rapids did not enter the potato judging contest, but the other schools ranked as follows: St. Johns, Hastings, Lowell, and Bath. Page Forty-tight LI TERART A MYSTERY Tho’ I can give no names outright, I’ll tell a story true, Of something that happened in Green-ville town Which I think you never knew. Greenville now is fair and stately, Through her heart Flat River rolls, Rut once upon a time, my dear, On Main Street stood some poles. These all were tall and ancient, too, And rotten to the core; They made two long and winding rows, They were a great eyesore. These poles were owned by Cameron; He thought them quite all right, And when the council ruled them out He bristled for a fight. “We want a pavement here,’’ they cried, “These poles are in the way; If you would let them be removed Our town would look quite gay.” Upon a cold and moonlight night, When air was full of balm, A creakling, crackling noise was heard, Up Main Street, down Montcalm. When dawn had come upon the town And birds began to talk, Forth stepped friend Cameron so gay, To take his morning walk. All on a sudden he did halt, And shook like the “One-hoss Shay,” And looked as if he also Might crumble and fall away. There was no doubt in any mind, Main Street stood still and bare; No towering poles were standing now. With heads up in the air. A mystery to this day, my dear, Just where those poles did go, But if you should cross-question some, You’ll find a lot who know. For though you see the poles no more, You may find out the joke, If you’d but seen their chimneys tall, And noticed all the smoke. Irene Christianson. IS THAT THE END? After life has had its inning, After we have lived a life, After soul and house are parted When we’ve left this world of strife, Is that the end ? After seeing life’s dark shadows, After seeing all its joys, After leaving all its sorrows As a child might leave its toys, Is that the end? No, I cannot think it is so, I f God loves us, as we know; After guiding his children this far Would He then desert them so? Is that the end ? When Christ ascended Calvary, To shed His blood for us, He promised resurrection, Not “Dust returns to dust!” That’s not the end. There is a life hereafter, Where hearts and hands are clean, Where God and man dwell together, Where sorrow is never seen; That is the end. Orval Sampson. FINAL EXAMS The shades of night were falling fast, When from the doors of G. H. S. passed A youth who wore an anxious frown, Whose troubled thought did bear him down. His shoulders sagged, his step was slow, His life seemed dark and full of woe; And like a silver clarion rung The accents of the teacher’s tongue. Final Exams! “Aw, be a sport,” his friends they said, “Come on along,” and in his head His thoughts ran not; then, “I’ll go,” But still his conscience whispered low, Final Exams! It was the night before the test, And he, along with all the rest, Was cramming frantically to know What others learned some weeks ago. Final Exams! But, oh, alas! to his dismay, He found too late that in one day A quarter’s work cannot be done; He flunked most miserably in some Final Exams! Anonymous. 1‘age Filly “M EC H A XIC AL DI SCO IRS E” Characters—“Van” “Brownie” Vaughan Scene—“Van’s'’ Back Yard Jan” (talking to himself while tinkering on his flivver) : I’ll say this much for the old can. She sure is hard on tires. Ouch! Blinket! there goes another knuckle. I wish Vaughan would stick around a little and help a fellow get this ark in shape. Always wants to be in with a fellow, but never offers to help. Never was very useful anyhow. (Enter “Brownie” and Vaughan, both chuckling to themselves.) Vaughan: Well, “Van,” what’s the matter now? You haven’t a flat tire, have you ? “I an” (to Brown) : Ain’t he a dumb one, though! I s’pose you think I’m taking this off to see what it’s made of! Vaughan: Say! how long before you can take me over to Belding? Said you’d be ready by nine. Van”: I can’t take you now. Shucks! you always rush a fellow. There’s a million and one things to do on this thing before she’ll move an inch. But I’ll tell you what we can do. All of us will pitch in and tune her up. Broun and 1 aughan together: That’s a go. Van”: “Brownie,” hey “Brownie,” can’t you hear? Brownie”: Yeh! Whatcha want? ”Van”: Give me the pliers. Brownie”: Can’t find them. Vaughan: Did he say he wanted the screw driver? Here, Van, here’s the screw driver. Van”: Well, you deaf mute! I said pliers, the things that people use to pull cotter pins. Vaughan: Whatcha mean, cotter pins? Van”: Now cut your foolin’; give ’em to me or we’ll never get to goin’. For the— Say! who’s push in’ on them floor boards? Cut it! all the dirt’s failin’ in my eyes. Brownie”: Don't crow so much, or we’ll never get to goin’. Van”: Say, I’ll give you something to keep vour clamp on. Fill the radiator, pump up the two tires, put some oil in and then go over to Sharpe’s and get me a gallon of gas. J aughan: Holy Gee! Only goin’ to get a gallon? Jan : What do you think I’m doin’, running a taxi? Get me the gas and I’ll cart you around. (One hour later.) Van : At last it’s all O. K. Brownie : Well, my part’s all set. Vaughan (already in the seat): Come on, twist out of it. I got to get there some time. Van : All ready! ALL SET! (Ten minutes later on the road a funny noise is heard.) Van”: Well, I’ll be— There goes another tire. Vaughan and Brownie (sitting tight in the seat) : Now what will we do? Van : I know what we are going to do, and that’s this. Run a flat tire flatter. Then shove the old bus in the barn. aughan: I don’t see Belding within a radius of three miles. Guess 1 might as well go back home with you. Brownie”: Yep! We’ll all go home and call it a day. Charles Vaxdegrift. Page Fifty-one THE JOYS OF COMPANIONSHIP AND CNITY A Tragedy by William Peck Place—A sunny living-room. Time—11:30 A. M., May 27. Characters Mr. Comma Direct Discourse Mr. Period Mrs. Semicolon Mr. Semicolon Miss Dot SCENE 1 (Enter Mr. Period, Mr. and Mrs. Semicolon.) Mrs. Sem.: Oh, dear! 1 wonder what has become of Dot. (Enter Comma, limping, pursued by Dot with an exclamation point in her hand.) Comma: Help, help! Dot hit me in the head and nearly made a semi-colon of me! Mrs. Sem. (with nose in air): Humph! I’d like to know if you think Semi- colons are not all right! They’re just as good as Commas any day if they’re treated right. But, Dot, you should be more careful. You are likely to hurt Comma internally. Miss Dot: 1 wouldn't care if 1 did; he called he a big antithesis. (Enter Quotation-Mark, followed by Question-Mark.) Mrs. Sem.: Why, “Quot.,” you should follow “Quest.” Don’t you know your manners? Go and embrace Direct Discourse. Miss Quot.: Good-night! She expects me to do everything! Mr. Period: Folks, folks, stop your wrangling. You make me dizzy with all your apostrophes. (Enter Dash, bent over, with a very sorrowful expression on his face.) Dash: Oh, my! My back is nearly broken! Mr. Period: Well, maybe I can fix that! I noticed you weren’t limping until you came through the door. You’d better straighten up before 1 tip you on end, jump on your end, and make an exclamation-mark of you. Thought you could get out of carrying in wood for Cook Irony, didn’t you? Eh? Dash (aside) : I guess I’m done for. He’ll more likely make a wave out of me than an exclamation point, if he jumps onto me. Mr. Period: I wonder what we will have for dinner. Miss Dot: I wish we could have climax pudding for the first course. Mrs. Sem.: Humph! The climax always comes toward the end. Mr. Sem.: I'd be satisfied with a good, abbreviated piece of cherry-pie. Dash: That’s all right if you leave out the abbreviated. Miss Quot.: Oh, let’s leave that for Cook Irony to decide. Miss Quotation-Mark Question-Mark Dash “ALL’S WELL THAT ENDS WELL” After the din of the yells had ceased, although ears were still ringing, every one again looked out upon the football field. Jimmy Rockton, star fullback on the team, had gone over for the first touchdown for Medford High School. By a brilliant thirty-yard sprint through a broken field, he had managed to annex six points. Everyone liked Jimmy. He was a typical American boy. His was a likable personality and his habits were good. In the course of his life he had made many friends, and was a good fellow. After making three more goals for his team, and displaying a fine spirit of team work, Jimmy was removed by the coach. The Medford team did not score again after he was removed, but the early lead gained was sufficient to win the match. After the game was over, Jimmy rushed to the locker rooms; all the other players on the team were talking excitedly and triumphing in their victory. “That was a fine game you played, Rockton,” said the coach. Foge Fifty-two “Thanks,” answered Jimmy. Although he didn’t look for praise, to have this said by the coach was really quite a compliment. Just as he finished dressing and was about to leave, his younger brother came down to the locker room and picked up some things that Jim was taking home, among them a torn Jersey. “Let me take ’em, Jim,” said Harry, as he gathered them up. “You must he tired.” “All right. How’d you like the game?” “Fine. I wish that you could have played longer though.” On the way home the boys discussed the game with great enthusiasm. “Jim,” said Harry suddenly, “1 don’t want to say anything, but 1 think there’s trouble brewing for you. “Why?” asked Jimmy, with sudden interest. “Well, I heard Jack Thornton and Cliff Compton talking together and—” he continued, “they said they were going to take the swell-headedness out of you.” “Oh, well, 1 guess 1 can take care of myself,” replied his brother, laughing. “Do you think I’m swell headed, Harry?” “No, of course not. I know what’s the matter with Jack, too. He sure is jealous because you beat him out for fullback on the Varsity.” “Well, I can’t hold it against him if he gets sore because 1 had more luck than he had in making the team.” “Luck nothing!” remonstrated Harry, “You’re way better than he is any time.” “All right, but don’t say anything to Mother about it.” They stepped into the yard of their home, a fine house, not very large, but very modern and neat. As the boys opened the door, Mrs. Rockton came up anxiously. “All right, Jim?” she asked. “Yes, Mother, and please don’t worry about me. You know I never get hurt playing football, at least not seriously, and worrying will make you sick, Mother,” he added. Jim had supper with his mother and Harry. Mr. Rockton had asked them not to wait for him because he had to work overtime at the office, but he came home later. “1 was at the game, son. You sure played a great one,” he said. “Thank you, Dad,” Jimmy always appreciated a compliment from his father. They talked for a time, then the boys went downstairs and played a game of pool. I should have mentioned before that Mr. Rockton was one of the foremost citizens of Medford, and his home one of the most pleasant and attractive. The presence of a pool table in the basement was one of the likable features. When they played for a time, Jim started for town. “Say, old top, be careful,” Harry warned as his brother went down the steps, “I think ‘something is rotten in Denmark’ tonight.” Jim paid no particular attention to the remark, but went on his way. He walked along, thinking intently, and enjoying the moonlight. Two dark figures came up the street toward him, and he saw that they were Cliff and Jack. “Nice night,” said Jim, casually. “Beastly fine night for walking,” replied the larger of the two fellows. 1 hey at once started a conversation, with Jack talking sneeringly about “Our Star and “Stuck-up football hero.” Jim merely acted as if he heard nothing, but suddenly he felt Cliff slip up behind him and seize his arms. A terrific blow came down on his head and he dropped senseless to the ground. About twenty minutes later Jim regained consciousness. He slowly reached up and felt of his throbbing head. Neither his eyes nor his hands would act right at first, but gradually his dizziness left him, and he noticed a queer motion of the floor. Looking up, he discovered that he was in the back seat of a car, evidently Thornton’s, which, as Fate would have it, was a Ford. “Wonder where they’re taking me,” thought Jim. “Here’s the place, Cliff,” said Thornton, “help me lift the big boob out of the car.” “Do it yourself. You're the one who wants to get all the fun out of it, aren t you ? Besides, I don’t want him to come to when I’m meddling with him.” “Oh, so you are yellow? I always thought so,” sneered Thornton. “Well, I II get him out myself.” Page Fifty-three Jim pretended still to be unconscious. When Jack had finally dragged him out of the car and he felt the earth under his feet, he suddenly came to life. With a sudden spring and a well placed blow, he knocked Jack flat on his back to stay close to Mother Earth for a while. “Now, Cliff, you yellow dog, fight like a man, if you can!” But alone, Cliff Compton was no match for James, especially when the latter had his temper up. With a good right hook to the chin, Jim sent him reeling and so Cliff also assumed the horizontal position. In the car, the boy found some rope and laughed shortly as he proceeded to tie the boys’ hands together. In such a position, one would have to walk backwards, the other forwards, if they ever managed to get up. Jim chuckled. ‘‘There you are, boys, he said, softly, “and here’s hoping that you get home in time for church tomorrow.” He then climbed into the Ford and started for home. He was in high spirits until Henry decided to take a vacation. After getting out and taking an inventory of the missing parts, Jim struck out on foot. The moon sailed behind some clouds and soon he lost his way on the treacherous road. After wandering about for some time, he stood still. “Well, I guess town must be off that way,” he reflected, as he faced southward. “I suppose Mother is worried about me.” He went on for a short distance but was not headed for home as he thought. Instead he was really going toward the opposite and wilder country. He walked for about half an hour and though he noticed that the country was growing more and more uncivilized, he did not think that he might be headed in the wrong direction. Just as he was about to enter a short strip of woods the moon went down. Now, Medford was a peculiarly situated town. All the surrounding towns were at least twenty miles away. For this reason Jim did not have any idea of where he was, for he might be two miles from home and headed directly away from Medford, or just as near to another town. All the lights in the towns had been extinguished so that he could not possibly get an inkling of where they were. “Now, don’t that take the berries?” said Jimmy, aloud. “The moon shines all the time when I’m out here in the open, but it goes right down when I want to go through the woods.” With an eerie feeling, Jim started to enter the woods. Deeper and deeper he went into them. Suddenly he stopped and thought of the danger he might be in, for, if he became lost in a fairly large forest like this, he might travel in a circle and never get out until morning. So he tried his best for about an hour to walk in a straight line, then decided that he was lost. “Gee, this is some experience. Wish I was home in bed. Can’t sleep here, that’s a cinch.” Stories of boys who had starved to death or been attacked by wild animals of the forest began to assail his mind, and he could not banish them. “I’m not afraid,” he said, aloud, but his own voice made him jump. Suddenly he spied a light through the trees, and stopped dead in his tracks. For a moment he felt like yelling and running, then thought it more judicious to explore cautiously the cause of the gleam shining through the trees. Creeping forward, he spied a small cabin which harbored the light. Just as he took a step forward to peer in at the window, a man with a gun stepped out of the door. “Whew, things look suspicious,” the boy thought, a cold sweat breaking out on his body. “Crack!” Jim jumped about five feet in the air and was running when he came down. He had stepped on a stick. As he did so, someone shouted “Hi thar, Bill ish that you?” His next remarks or question never reached Jim. Charley Paddock would have looked like a turtle with his head tied to his feet, compared with Jim. He fairly whizzed along between the trees and never stopped until he was out of those woods. There was no danger of going around in a circle at that rate of speed. After he had gone further than a gun would send a bullet, and was panting like a 440-yard dash man, he came to a stop, and collected his thought. From what he had Page Fifty-four seen at the cabin, he knew that it was the headquarters of a moonshiner. He had glimpsed several bottles, barrels, and other equipment for the manufacture of intoxicating beverages. Jim finally laid his plans. He would go to town, get the sheriff and deputies, return and capture the booze handlers red-handed. After a long and tiresome walk, and losing his way many times, Jim got back to Medford at three o’clock in the morning. He immediately roused the officers from their beds, and led the way to the catch. To make a long storv short, the rum-runners were captured red-handed. It proved to be the headquarters of a clever bunch of law-breakers who were making a handsome living by selling the stuff they made in this old cabin. Now, to return to our friends Jack and Cliff. They had managed to stagger within half a mile of town before seeing anyone who ventured to deliver them from their plight. The spectacle was side-splitting. To say the least the boys were cured of taking their enemies out for an airing. Jim was interviewed by the local reporter and a story was published in the home paper giving every detail of the thrilling adventure—all except the names of the two boys who had abducted him. “They’ve had quite enough punishment,” he decided. “They’ll be stiff for weeks to come after that walk they had to take.” And he refused to tell the reporter their names. When Jack and Cliff found out how thoroughly thoughtful Jim had been of their feelings, they knew they had misjudged their schoolmate. “See here, Cliff,” exclaimed Jack, when they had finished reading the article, “I ask you, man to man, would you have told who took you out if you had been Jim?” “Well—guess probably I would,” admitted Cliff, slowly. “So would I,” replied Thornton, “and therefore I make a motion that you and I go and apologize to Rockton. I’m going whether you do or not.” “I second the motion, Jack.” “All right. Let’s meet him on the way to school this noon and apologize for our dirty trick.” That noon, on the way to school, Jim met the two thoroughly beaten boys and greeted them politely. Both started talking at once. “Jim, if you'll pardon us for that rotten trick we played on you, we’ll promise never to try it again and—” they continued, “Jim, we honestly would like to be your friends.” Jim stared at them for a moment, unable to believe his ears. His eyes told him that they were not lying. Suddenly he put out his hand and said: “Shake on it, boys! And all three gripped hands warmly. It turned out that Jack Thornton, Cliff Compton and the renowned James Rockton became the best of pals. So you see, all is well that ends well. Jim received a handsome reward, made two firm friends, and, all in all, had a very exciting, enjoyable adventure. He was a typical American boy, therefore a good sport and a worthwhile friend. Ernest Becker. A FOREST RANGER CABIN IN THE NORTHWEST The heavy fog makes a filmy screen, Shutting out the snow-capped mountain scene. Nearer yet stand the lofty pine trees Swaying so gently in the low breeze; In shadowy heaps the snow lies ’round, The only covering for the cold ground. The many logs in the cabin are long, And, though the roof is straw, ’tis strong. The pole that holds up the porch of it, Down through the middle is partly split. A man comes walking at his ease, In his hand a long staff he carries Before the door of the cabin he tarries To gather an armful of finely split wood. Now he enters,—how I wish I could. R. L. Page Fifty-five THE PARAGON TAKES A PLUNGE Perhaps it was not to be wondered at that they called him the “Paragon.” Since the day when “Bud” Reilly had run across the word in an English lesson, and had been informed that it meant “a person possessing ideal characteristics of goodness,” and had said, “Yeah, sure 1 do too know what a paragon is. It’s a feller jus’ like ‘Bill’ Hamill,” the “bunch” had taken it up and as a result it had become his pet name. Anyhow, “Bill” rather deserved the title. He was rather good looking, always dressed well, and kept up his school duties so well that he could look any teacher straight in the face without flinching. And that's a lot! He was on good terms with the boys, too, but he had only one friend with whom he could be called anything like intimate. This was Buster Allen who lived only about a block from him and with whom he was seen rather frequently. There were five Allen children in all, but only two of High School age—Buster and his twin sister, Jane. “Bill” always thought of Jane as the good-natured tomboyish sort she was, who would make a fairly decent tennis opponent, and wasn’t so slow at baseball, even, when she got going once. In fact, in his mind, Jane was a sort of convenient extra person who had been put on earth for the sole and simple purpose of being an extra person— one who could fill in most anywhere. But with any other girl Bill was decidedly reticent of manner. In other words he was “girl-shy.” He would scarcely admit it to himself, let alone any one else, so he, of course, took it for granted that no one noticed whether he paid any attention to the girls or not. But one night “Bill” got a jolt. He was sauntering home late one evening from the Allen’s where he and Buster had been playing tennis when he heard someone laughing close by and then he heard his own name spoken. Glancing around him, he saw that it came from the Ransom’s porch. There were several people there judging by the creaking of chairs and the murky bulk of the shadows. The only light on the porch was a shaded reading lamp and in its soft glow he recognized two people. One was Jane Allen, who sat in a big wicker chair, faintly smiling and was looking up at someone perched precariously on the extreme edge of a table. This person, “Bill” recognized at once as Ronald Atchison, Junior class boss and incidentally Junior President. It was he who had been speaking. “Bill” Hamill? S.ay, that’s a good one. Dy’ know, I’ll bet that kid never talked to a girl two whole minutes in his life! Why, one day I saw some little “Frosh” speak to him and his ears got so red that I purt’ near hollered fire!” Then came more laughter and murmur. Evidently Jane was protesting in his behalf. Then again he heard Ronald’s raucous voice. “Say, listen Jane, any ol’ time I see that fella anyplace with a girl, I’m ready to jump Niagara in a sardine can. Why, he just hasn’t got grit enough, let alone ambition!” But “Bill” didn’t hear any more. His temper was seldom aroused, but just those few words had so angered him that his fingers just itched to choke “Ronnie” Atchison and make him take back all he had said. But no—he didn’t choke him. He didn’t even let him know he had been around and had heard. Instead, he went to bed like a good little Paragon should. But he didn’t go to sleep. Oh, No! His brain was too busy. It doesn’t seem like much, but when one is a Junior and gets slandered like that by a fellow classman, quite as bad as an open slap in the face—one simply doesn’t stand for it, not nowadays. Not even a Paragon can take such an insult whatsoever its subject may be. So poor “Bill” lay there trying vainly to think of some way out of it. He dozed off finally, but dreamed all night of “Ronnie” Atchison and what he'd like to do to him. This wasn’t the only grievance he had against him either. “Bill” had intended to try out for football the previous fall, but “Ronnie” had gotten him to believe that he didn't have a single chance of “making” even the second team and had finally bullied him out of the idea. Then, too, “Bill” had been rather proud of his title about that time and he didn’t believe that it was quite the thing for Paragons to play football. At any rate, he had never heard of one engaging in that sport. Nevertheless, he still blamed Ronald for his failure to try out and this only added fuel to the fire of his present wrath. Page Fifty-six And then “Bill” had a Big Idea! Sure! The very thing! On the next Friday evening there was going to be a big school dance—a masquerade, the last one of the year. He—“Bill” Hamill—would take Buster Allen dressed as a girl and then he guessed he’d show Mr. Atchison! Why not? “Ronnie” need never know Buster’s real identity. So it was finally arranged. Buster didn’t fall in with the idea very readily but was finally coaxed around and he agreed. Then came Friday night. “Bill” had worked his plan well, that was one sure thing! He was dressed as a Spanish toreador and Buster as a Spanish girl, the voluminous head-dress providing for any difficulty that might arise from the exposure of his closely shorn head. Bill confidently—and hopefully—conducted “her” to the dance, saying but little lest Buster should allow his voice to betray him. He need not have feared. After the first few moments, Buster shut up like a clam-shell and uttered scarcely a word all evening. But on one point Bill’s plan slipped up. He had fully intended to slip out before everyone was commanded to unmask and had decided to let “Ronnie” discover his identity by stopping in front of him and pretending to adjust his mask. But he was so thoroughly enjoying the situation that he lost all track of time until, right in the middle of a dance, someone yelled, “Everybody line up for the Grand March and unmask.” Seizing Buster by the arm he made a rush for the door, but was discovered and pushed back into line by the floor-manager. Darn it all, he had got himself in a pretty mess this time! Instead of “showing” “Ronnie,” he’d probably be the laughing stock of the town! Forcing a sickly smile to his lips, he removed his mask and after having marched stiffly around the hall for a couple of times, stood quietly with the rest to hear the names of the prize winners read off. “First prize,” bellowed the announcer, “goes to So-and-so and so-and-so.” Handclapping. “Second prize—Allen and Hamill.” More handclapping. All this time the discomfited Bill had never even so much as glanced at poor Buster to see how he was taking it. But now as he turned to him in surprise at their having won second place, he received a greater surprise. In fact the greatest surprise of his life. His partner wasn’t Buster at all—but Jane. In a daze he walked with her to the other end of the hall; in a daze he smiled and accepted the money proffered him. He was still in a daze when, while he was waiting for Jane to get her wrap, he was bumped into by the over-stuffed looking clown whom he had recognized the first part of the evening as Ronald Atchison. The jar seemed to clear his brain, for in a flash it was plain to him why Jane had helped him out. Jane had been there on Ransom’s porch the other night and having discovered by some sixth sense the cause for his strategy had decided to do a little squaring up with “Ronnie” on her own and his account. Good old Jane! Just like her! Always was helping out somebody somehow or other! And then—he also grasped the fact that he wasn’t the town laughing stock either. Instead he had “shown” “Ronnie” Atchison; and Jane and he had carried off second prize in the annual “Hi” masquerade. He was mighty' happy— tremendously happy! And then influenced by this new elation he reached out and grasped “Ronnie’s” arm. “Listen, old chap, when you pull off that little sardine can stunt over at Niagara, you might invite Jane and me over. I’ve a hunch we’d kinda enjoy it,” he found himself saying. No, “Ronnie” didn’t get mad. He just thumped him on the back and said, “Y’re all right, “Bill,” Y’re all right!” Also, “Bill” didn’t spend the money he got as his share of the second prize in buying camping equipment for the long promised trip that Buster and he were to take, as you might have expected. No, indeed he didn’t, he spent it in taking Jane Allen to the movies. And furthermore, you will find the name of Bill Hamill recorded in the annals of a certain High School as one of the huskiest football stars on the High School squad of 192—. Maryon Kkrv, ’25. Page Fifty-seven G. H. S. CIRCUS All ( jreenvillites were in high spirits April 17th, when the special trains carrying “The World Renowned Circus Performers pulled in at the local station. This can hardly be wondered at, as this group was actually to perform at the G. H. S. “Gym.” At 7 :30 p. m. the side shows were in full array and were accommodating large audiences. The booths in the “Gym” where home-made candy, soft-drinks and “hot dogs were sold and everything that goes along with a “Regular” circus, were also well patronized. Why were these side shows so well attended ? First, the smallest lady in the land was present by special request; second, freaks of every description, including the largest lady in existence, the wild woman—and wild she was, could be seen on the second Boor of the “Gym.” The “Butterfly Family” was also in this department. Third, some of the “Follies,” direct from New York, with their frollicksome steps and winsome smiles, could be seen. Fourth, the “Bathing Match” drew great applause. After everyone had seen the various side shows, the crowd assembled in the “Gym,” where the main show was to be given. This included expert tight rope walking, a boxing match between the Latin “Kid” and the Spanish “Kid,” clown performers, etc., and the closing act, an oration. The side shows were again in operation, after which dancing furnished the entertainment for the remainder of the evening. The success of the second annual Greenville High School Circus is due to Mr. Vroeg, who was General Chairman, and those who so willingly took part. By it the “Student Council” netted $103.43. Katherine Chase, ’25. Our minds have stored up a thousand things Like dates of wars and deaths of kings And yet, recall that very hour When here we entered to gain more power. Four long years have we worked and toiled Alas! Many the hours we have spoiled Wasting Time. But will you not say we will help some To better this world in the years to come? Stop friends! Pause awhile on your rush thru’ this sphere Help us to banish some of our fear! Is it not right that we seek a fair end As over the roads of this life we wend ? Ever gaining? Advance! Opportunity! Strength follows the train! Despair we shall banish ne’er to rise again. This world ever we’ll conquer and build it anew Make it more beautiful and pleasant for you. Do not detain us, we’ll plod on to the end. When we have reached it this message we’ll send “We’ve Won.” Ruth Schermerhorx, ’25. P igr Fifty-nine “BIMBO” A M usical Revusical of the South Sea Isles was given under the auspices of the Student Council, December 12 and 13. Miss Dorothy Ramlev, of the John B. Rogers Producing Company, was the directress. The characters did exceptionally well considering the few days of practice. The cast was as follows: Sylvia Vanderweer, Elizabeth Rarden; Aunt Portia, Agneta Hansen; Agnes McNally, Carolyn Carlsen; Georgianna Tibbs. Ruth Ranney; Princess Lillikoza, Virene Weeks; Jack Damon, William Browne; Hiram Budd, Clifton McFarland; Lord Algernon, Lawrence Brown; General Cadenza, Julius Becker. The choruses consisted of English Tourist, American Tourist, Little Boy Blues, Bimbo Maids, South Sea Isle Belles, Dwarfs, Toddlers, Models, Flames, and Army. The proceeds went to the Students’ Council, which takes charge of all such activities. ATHLETIC BANQUET On the evening of April 24, we, the noble two hundred, assembled at the High School Auditorium and passed the official reviewing stand where Mrs. W. R. Booker, Clifton McFarland, Eleanor Yinger, Carolyn Carlsen and Barbara Bower presented us to each other in a rather dignified manner. They swiftly ushered us into the gymnasium, where we were spellbound by the decorations which were put there for our approval by Wilfred Brown and his committee. It seems that each one took to supper the least expected. No royal banquet halls in time of Norval were held more intense than this company from the time Mr. Averill announced the “real roaster,” Nels Sorensen. Speeches, jokes and cheers were ringing in that old hall until we retired to the auditorium for dancing. Some stayed in the “gym” to play games. One of the special features of the evening was a specialty dance by Helen Miller, flavored with the essence of Old Spain. At 11 :jo p. m. we left the building where committees had done their utmost to help us enjoy ourselves and pay homage to the people that represented us in football, basketball, and debating in the year 1925. There will never be or ever has been as great a time as this one. Clifton McFarland, ’25. On March 26 the Kalamazoo Gaynor Club, under the auspices of the Senior Class of 1925, gave a concert at the High School. The concert was well attended and enjoyed by all who heard it. Francis Finch. Page Sixty THE Jl NIOR-SENIOR PARTY The annual Junior-Senior Party was held on Wednesday, October 29. The Gym was tastily decorated in autumn colors. Streamers were fastened from the shaded lights to the sides of the room. Kelow these and just out of reach were many rows of gay balloons. Clever cosy corners gave the room an inviting atmosphere. As the party was of a rather formal nature we had a reception line. I his was composed of Mr. and Mrs. Hooker, Miss Ford, Mr. Vroeg, Miss Gallup, Mr. L. Whale, Clifton McFarland and Eleanor Yinger. The program of the evening consisted of three clever stunts: Songs by a double male quartette of picked voices; a skit, “The Flying Dutchman' or “Julius Becker and His Troubles with His Ford,” and a playlette, “Picking Nuts,” managed by Ruth Matteson. Next came the Grand March, led by Miss Forreider and Mr. L. Whale. Everyone entered into this with a spirit of good fellowship that lasted throughout the evening. The Commercial rooms on the second floor were given over to the playing of peppy games, while dancing predominated downstairs. Cider and doughnuts were served toward the close of the evening. Paper hats were given out as favors. Everyone obtained a souvenir of the evening during the balloon dance. After the orchestra played “Home, Sweet Home,” we all embarked on our homeward journey, always to have pleasant and happy memories of the Junior-Senior Party of 1924. Jo. Christensen, ’25. FRESH MAN-SOPHOMORE PAR TY Saturday night, November 22, the Freshmen and Sophomores held their annual party in the gymnasium. The gymnasium was beautifully decorated with red and green. A play entitled “Poky Huntas was given under the direction of Miss Forreider. It was enjoyed by everyone present. The evening was spent in dancing and playing games. 1 hese showed the spirit of the past days. Refreshments were served at ten o'clock. At eleven o’clock everyone went home feeling gay over the good time. Marjorie Aisbey, ’27. FRIDAY NIGHT SCHOOL PARTIES Every two weeks during the winter term a general party was given in the Gym. The attendance, which was always large, verifies the popularity of these parties. Dancing was the feature of each evening’s entertainment, but other amusement was furnished for those who did not dance, namely, the playing of games and the doing of stunts. The men on the faculty usually took charge. We all hope these good times will continue. Hay Byrne. BASKETBALL DINNER '25 At six o’clock Saturday evening. March 28, the Hoys’ Basketball Team, with their coach and subs, gathered in the lunch room of the High School for their annual Basketball Dinner given by the Girls’ Basketball Team in appreciation of their good work done at the tournament. The invited guests present were: Mrs. Vroeg, Mr. Averill, Mr. Leslie Whale and Mr. Malcolm Whale. The room was decorated in purple and gold and at each place was a card on which was printed the initials and a phrase typical of the person who was to sit there. After supper some of our rising musicians furnished music for the dance. Because of its being Saturday night, the party broke up early, but not before everyone had confessed to having had a “roaring” good time. “Pete” Dietrich, ’27. Page Sixty-one SENIOR BREAKFAST The 12th of May the Seniors, to the number of thirty, went to Baldwin Lake for an early morning breakfast. A good meal of eggs, bacon, buns, coffee, gingerbread, etc., was enjoyed and everyone was ready to come back to his morning classes with a feeling that he could go to work with earnestness. Everyone voiced his opinion as its being the best get-together of the year. “Bay” Byrne, ’25. • SENIOR PLAY ’25 Olivia Dangerfield, (alias) Jane Ellen..............................Lenore Earl Elizabeth Dangerfield, (alias) Araminta............................Fanchon Heath Paul Dangerfield, (alias) Smithfield...........................Eugene McDonald Charles Dangerfield, (alias) Brindy.................................Gerald Lage Randy Weeks, family lawyer........................................Howard Luscombe Mr. Tucker..........................................................Robert Lincoln Mr. Crane, wealthy Northerner.................................Kendall Sagendorf Mrs. Faulkner.......................................................Agneta Hansen Cora Faulkner........................................................Alice Lewis Mandy...............................................................Maryon Kern “All Aboard,-' a Musical Comedy, was presented in the Greenville High School under the auspices of the Greenville Chapter, Order of DeMolay, and was personally directed by Mr. C. F. Arrasmith. The cast of characters was very well arranged, everyone being suited to the part he played, and all putting forth a great deal of effort to make the play a success. The girls and boys who were in the choruses also played their parts well and desereve a mention in the play “All Aboard. ’ The cast of characters in the order of appearance was arranged as follows: “Johnny” Thomas, a College boy...................................Lawrence Brown Beatrice Sloane, Billy’s sweetheart.............................Elizabeth Rarden Mrs. Sloane, Beatrice’s mother....................................Eleanor Yinger Alexander C. Phone, a human truck..................................Julius Becker “Billy” Brady, a College boy.........................................Lyle Price Dorothy Brady, Billy’s sister.....................................Carolyn Carlsen Captain Kidd of the S. S. Florida............................Clifton McFarland Jennie, a stewardess with Swedish ideas..............................Ruth Ranney Barney Kehl, a sailor............................................Lawrence Weeks Bull Works, another sailor...........................................Lyle Davis Sailor Girls and Boys, Yachting Girls, Antidotes, Sweethearts, Cabin Boys, and Sea Nymphs. Agnes Petersen, ’27. I age Sixty-two ATHLETICS Pag Sixty-thre FOOTBALL SQl-AD 24 LINE-UP lop row, left to right: A. Hubbard, guard; H. Ingersoll, halfback; G. Lage, left end; E. Becker, left tackle; R. Jacobus, center; J. Mikkelson, right tackle; L. Brown, left guard; H. Nielson, guard; K. Price, guard. Middle row, left to right: H. Faber, quarterback; N. Sorensen, right end; L. Mote, first half; Coach Vroeg; H. Sutherland (Captain), fullback; H. Cooper, halfback; R. Lincoln, right guard; W. Walker, tackle. Bottom row, left to right: B. F'ilkins, mascot; L. Davis, guard; T. Metzger, center; E. Green, end; S. Nielson, end; E. Burns, end; “Skinny” Nelson, mascot. Those not in picture: R. Potter, tackle; B. Byrne, second half; F. LeValley, tackle. Men receiving letters. September 13—There (cancelled) • • . Grand Rapids Union —G. H. S. September 20—There (cancelled) Catholic Central —G. H. S. September 27—There . . . . • • • Saginaw Arthur Hill 63—Ci. H. S. 7 October 4—There .... 60—G. H. S. 0 October 11 —There .... 32—G. H. S. 5 October 18—Here .... 47—G- H. S. 0 (October 25—Here (cancelled) . Grand Rapids Union Reserves —G. H. S. October 31—Here (cancelled) • • • Grand Rapids Union —G. H. S. November 1—There .... 20—G. H. S. 5 November 8—There .... 7—G- H. S. 2 November IS—Here .... 0—G. H. S. 2S November 22—Here .... 0—G. H. S. 4-5 Total 87 R. Lincoln. Vane Sixty-four SEASON’S REVIEW Coach Vroeg faced a difficult problem last fall when he issued a call for football men. About thirty men responded, of which three were letter men. But all of them went into the practices with that determined spirit which is characteristic of all (i. H. S. men. Soon results began to show. A fast team, well drilled in fundamentals, was placed on the field. The season was late in starting because two games were cancelled by outside teams. September 27 the opening game, Arthur Hill there, gave G. H. S. the short end of the-score. But we had gone out of our class. The games following were South High, Holland, Grand Haven, Ionia and Rockford, all lost by small scores. South is to he remembered as State Class A Champs. The season was ended when we defeated Lowell and Alma in successive week-ends by large scores. These two games showed improvement which was a credit to the coach and squad. Injuries and ineligibility played no little part during the season. Of a total of eight games played, two were won. Roy Jacobus, center, and strong defensive player, has been elected Captain of next year’s team. Let’s all give them a hand next year. “Bay” Byrne, 25. BASKETBALL '24, ’25 At the first call for candidates issued by Coach Vroeg, about thirty aspiring young men reported. Among these were two “vets” and two of the reserves from last year. But a bitter battle was on from the beginning for the coveted varsity positions. The team, which was very fast and light, was handicapped in most of its games. At the mid-term, two of the mainstays were lost, due to scholastic rulings. But a new combination was found and the team finished the season well by winning two of three games at the District Tournament, thereby getting into the semi-finals. These men deserve credit, working as they did under difficulties. The men lost by graduation and other reasons arc: “Hosie” Sutherland, “Bay” Byrne, “Link” Lincoln, “Super” Sorensen, “Speed” Mote, and “Jerry” Lage. But some of the most promising material found in years will be back for duty next winter. Among the most prominent are: Becker, Browne, Faber, Hewitt, and “Nick” Zank. The last two named are freshmen and will develop into very best of players. Of a schedule of thirteen games, some of them with the toughest kind of opposition, G. H. S. won four and lost nine for a percentage of about .308. “Bay” Byrne, ’25. TRACK The track practice this year was a little slow in starting. A series of Class tryouts started early in the spring. But it was not until about the middle of April that Coach Vroeg sent out a call for track men to send to the different meets. We lacked experienced material, there being only two men back from last season. Training soon started and some good material was found. Wc will attend the Kalamazoo Normal track meet and the Triangular track meet at Lowell, held for Lowell, Hastings and Greenville. R. Lincoln. Pngr Sixty-five BASKETBALL TEAM LINE-UP Top row, left to right: Coach Vroeg; J. Mikkelson, center; R- Lincoln, left guard; R. Jacobus, guard; L. Whale, Student Council Treasurer. Bottom row, left to right: H. Faber, right guard; N. Sorensen, forward; G. Lage, center; E. Becker, guard; L. Mote, left forward; W. Browne, right forward. Men receiving letters. BASKETBALL SCHEDULE FOR 1924-25 December 19—There . 28—G. December 20—There . 32—G. January 3—Here . . 24—G. January 9—Here . . 9—Cj. January 17—Here . . . . . . . Grand Rapids Union 18—G. January 23—Here . . 8—G. January 30—There . . 20—G. February 6—Here . . 19—G. February 13—Here . . 7—G. February 20—Here . . 4-1 —C j. February 27—Here Mt. Pleasant Indians 12—G. March 6—There . .■ 25—G. March 13—There . . 27—G. TOURNAMENT March 18 . . . . Bad Axe 4—G. March 19 . . . . 9—G. March 20 .... 13—G. Pag Sixty-six H. S. 9 H. S. 12 H. S. 10 H. S. 13 H. S. i2 H. S. 20 H. S. 19 H. S. io H. S. 40 H. S. ii H. S. 25 H. S. ii H. S. 14 H. S. 19 H. S. 16 H. S. ii R. Lincoln-. LINE-UP Left Forward Left Guard . Jumping Center Running Center Right Forward Right Guard Substitute . Substitute . . . . Lucy Weeks Carolyn Carlsen . Helen Gravelle Iryne Christianson lone Dietrich Virene Weeks . Vanessa Arntz Roberta Lindquist The Girls’ Basketball Team seems to have had hard luck throughout this entire season, winning only one game out of six. The schedule was as follows: Jan. 9—Rockford .... VS. Greenville .... Visitors Here 11 G.H.S. 10 Jan. 23—Muskegon .... vs. Greenville .... Here 29 5 Jan. 30—Lowell vs. Greenville .... There 27 5 Feb. 6—Rockford .... vs. Greenville .... There 18 •4 Feb. 20—Second Team G. H. S. vs. First Team G. H. S. Here 2 16 Feb. 28—Muskegon .... vs. Greenville .... There 22 7 Mar. 6—Stanton vs. Greenville .... Here 3 21 Mar. 6—Stanton Second Team vs. Second Team G. H. S. Here I 25 We hope next year the Girls’ Basketball Team will be able to make a better showing for G. H. S. Iryxe Christianson’, ’26. Page Sixty-seven SCHOOL SPIRIT Whenever you hear anyone speak of the college or university from which he graduated, you always hear about the wonderful spirit of that school. School spirit is talked about. School spirit is bragged about. It is the one thing that has dominated our small colleges and universities and made them real schools. School spirit is a feeling, unseen, unheard,—but truly felt. It makes a school; a school without it is dead. But just what is school spirit? Upon what is it based? What are its effects? School spirit is that force which binds each and every student to his school. When that school is commended the student swells with pride. When that school is condemned the student is ready to fight. When a student is cited the whole school congratulates him. When a student is in trouble the whole school is ready to do what it can for him. This force which binds the hearts and lives of students to their school is based upon loyalty. To have loyalty one must have convictions, and, above all, a love that cannot be shaken. But before one can have love, there must be something to love. But what is that something and how can it be obtained? That something must be high standards, set high enough to make the students work to keep them high. These standards must be four-fold if they are to be most beneficial to the school. They must be mental, physical, moral and spiritual. These standards must be set and kept by the students, by the teachers, by the principal, and by the superintendent. They cannot be standards set by the students and guarded imperial-isticallv by them. They cannot be set by the teachers and guarded kaiser-like by them. They cannot be set by the principal and by the principal enforced. They cannot be set by the superintendent and zealously watched over by him. Each one of these must feel his mutual dependence. There is no longer such a thing as independence. A school without a superintendent would be useless; a school without a principal would be as a ship without a rudder; a school without its teachers would be a step towards the barbaric stage; and a school without its pupils would be no school at all. A superintendent needs his principal, teachers and pupils. The principal needs his superintendent, teachers and pupils. The teachers need their superintendent, principal and pupils. And the pupils need their superintendent, principal and teachers. Only a common feeling of responsibility set by all these can produce a spirit that will bind them to the institution which they each serve and are served by. When such a force dominates a student, he has really begun to feel school spirit. There is only one way it can lead him and that is to support each and every school activity with earnest enthusiasm and genuine interest. When a student begins to love his studies for their sake, when he begins to feel the desire to support the athletic teams, when he feels himself drawn to debating as a school function, when he begins to feel all this, there is loyalty that results, which makes that student want to live and struggle for his school. Yet all this without action is nothing. Enter into all these activities heart and soul and feel the joy of school spirit. Kill the wrong in the school and build the right. True loyalty to your school is school spirit. Thomas A. Vroeg. Page Sixty-eight 9 Page Sixty-nine Page Seventy A certain Scotch professor was left a widower in his old age. Not very long after he suddenly announced his intention of marrying again. Half apologetically adding, I never would have thought of it if Lizzie hadn’t died. Evidently the local hank had been party to an embarrassing incident, for over the cashiers wicket in fresh black letters hung the following: “Honor thy father and thy mother, but not a stranger’s check.” Sam M.: i is--------” “1 am,” corrected the teacher. Sam M.: “I am is the ninth letter of the alphabet.” Miss Smith: “Now we learn something from this report on Jefferson. We learn that he was a very tall man.” F. L.: “All great men are tall.” Vroeg: “What does 1492 stand for?” (1492, a football signal.) F. L.: “1492 Columbus sailed the ocean blue.” Everybody laughed. F. L.: “Don’t you know that it is dumb to laugh at a persons intelligence? AN ANNOUNCEMENT Helen Byrne found a watch today, so if you have lost one, go to Helen Byrne for it. Frank L. (in Am. Lit.): “What does ruddy mean?” Smith: “Red or sun-kissed.” Frank L.: I suppose that at the present time they would use rouge instead. Smith : “That’s not necessary.” Frank L.: “No, but they use it just the same.” RUNNING UNDER DIFFICULTIES “What is your theory concerning shooting stars?” “Well, I have seen some that I thought ought to be shot; but I might say the same thing of entire companies.” ON COMMONWEALTH AVENUE “Mother,” said Mr. Popley, guardedly, to his wife, “why not take the y-o-u-n-g-s-t-e-r to the m-a-t-t-i-n-e-e tomorrow?” “Pa,” chimed in the youngster, quietly, “there is only one ‘t’ in matinee. IF HE CAN MANAGE IT The Pessimist: “What is the use of struggling? WTe must all meet our Waterloo some day. The Optimist: “Well, when I meet my Waterloo my name is going to be Wellington.” READY Mr. Whittemore (in zoo class): “We will now name all of the lower animals in their order, beginning w ith Larry Brown.” Julius Becker (in Physics Class): “I don’t think alcohol freeze' before mercury does because Arctic explorers always take ‘Spirits’ with them. Warner V. (working cross-word puzzle): Is a heavenly body an angel?” Miss Gallup (in Chem. class): Ed. Callaghan, tell me how matches are made. “Ed.”: “Huh, sister says you have been trying to make one for a year but haven’t succeeded. THE PROBLEM “W’illie”: Pa, teacher says we are here to help others. Pa: Yes, that’s so.” Willie”: Well, what are the others here for?” NOTHING MORE Nurse: ‘Bobbie’ you shouldn’t tease little sister.” Bobbie”: I’m not. I’m just amusing myself.’ CAN YOU ANSWER THIS? “Willie”: Mamma, will you answer just one more question, then I won’t bother you any more?” Mother: “All right, what is it?” “Willie”: Why is it the little fish don’t drown before they learn to swim?” DEFINED Cliff” M.: Father, what is a wizard?” Father: “A man who can read his paper in the same room with a boy about your age. Page Seventy-one One night Charles Houle called on “Peg Heath at 8:30. “Peg was sitting on one end of the davenport and Charles on the other. At 8:45 they had moved closer together; at 9:00 still closer and at 9:15 were only a few leet apart. Finally Charles broke the silence by remarking, “Has your father gone to bed, Peg?’” and she answered, Yes.” Then he asked, Has yotrr sister gone to bed? And Peg” answered, “Yes, again. Charles then asked, “Is your brother under the davenport? and she answered, No, Charles.” “All right, it’s your move.” Warner (after taking cat out of Geometry room): “That is Mr. Hooker’s cat. Miss Howard: No, Mr. Booker’s cat is dark. Warner: It must be his mother then.” ONE ON THE TEACHER Hoy: Can a person be punished for something he hasn’t done?” Teacher: “Of course not. Hoy: Well, I haven’t done my geometry.” REVENGE The druggist danced and chortled till the bottles danced on the shelves. “What’s up? asked Julius, the soda clerk. Have you been taking something?” No, but do you remember when our water pipes were frozen last Christmas? “Yes, but what--” Well, the plumber who fixed them has just come to have a prescription filled.” Jerry” I.age (working problem in physics class): “Get out of here, Mote, how do you expect me to multiply with you monkeying around.” For sale, a beach by a man with a sandy bottom. Vivian: So you danced with Dorothy Thompson at the reception last night?” “Eddie Green: Yes, did she tell you?” Vivian: Oh, no, but I saw her going into a chiropodist’s this morning.” NOT A STRONG HOOK Customer: “I’m rather interested in young Mr. DeRiter. I want to get his novel; have you got it?” Clerk: “We had a small supply a few days ago, but I'm afraid it’s exhausted.” Customer: Really? I heard it was weak, but I didn’t think it was that bad.” HAD STUDIED THE SITUATION So you’re having a new automobile built? I wonder how it will turn out.” “Don’t be silly. Automobiles never turn out.” NEW APPRECIATION Wife: How do you like my new hat?” Husband: Oh, so-so.” Wife: It will cost you fifty dollars.” Husband: Oh, it’s stunning!” PROFESSIONAL JEALOUSY Well, this is a put-up job, all right,” said the man, as he struggled under his wife’s direction to hang the pictures on the parlor wall. PARTICULAR AS TO WHOM Patience: “Did the cook give you any notice when she was leaving?” Patrice: No, she hardly noticed us at all!” IMPERTINENT INQUIRY Dr. Hailey (looking at thermometer): Hum-m! I don’t like your temperature. Sick student: Then why did you take it?” DISTINCTION AND DIFFERENCE Pa, what is the difference between an employee and employer?” “Considerable, my son. The first stops when his hours are up; the second works as long as he is awake. Miss Smith (in Am. Lit. Wednesday before Thanksgiving): “You boys can have a good time today and I won’t punish you because it is so near vacation time, but next week I will send everyone out of the room that tries to act cute; I will send you all out if necessary.” Frank L.: Won’t it be funny when you and I are in here all alone?” Norman Swartz, a Sophomore: “May I sit nearer?” Ethel Johnson, a Junior: “No, you’ll------’’ Norman: “No, I won’t.” Ethel: Well then what’s the use?” Page Seventy-two Little Harold’s uncle, who had come out to the farm, was telling him of their little kittens at home. So he asked Harold if they didn’t have any. “No,” Harold replied. “The cat hasn’t even begun to set yet.” I). Potter (With his car stopped beside the road). K. Scott (pulling up beside him): “What's a matter Dick?” D. Potter: “Oh, I just had a blow-out and I’m waiting to see which tire goes flat.” Bandebuilt: “James, tell my wife that I’m at the club.” Butler: “Yes, sir, and where will you be in case some friend wants to know?” Little Whale having climbed to the pinnacle of the roof of a very steep shed, lost his footing and began to slide with a terrifying swiftness toward that point where the roof swept gracefully into space. “O Lord, save me?” he prayed. ”() Lord, save me! () Lord!....................Never mind. I’ve caught on a nail.” “Dick Lyst took a veal calf down to “Herb” Batmen’s meat market the other day Mr. Batmen asked: “How old is this calf, it has rather long horns? “Dick”: “That’s nothing. You ought to have seen the horns it’s mother had. American women used nearly 18,000,000 packages of rouge last year, according to Emily Lloyd, beauty expert here. A rustic young lady who wanted to keep up with the styles went into a dry goods store and called for a pair of hose. “Have a seat Miss, he said with cheerfulness. “We roll them free of charge.” Mrs. Neitzel: Russel, why do you reach way across the table like that? Haven’t you any tongue?” Russel: “Yes, but it won’t reach that far.” Charles H.: “I don’t see why “Peg always wants to nag me so. Either I’m too early or too late, or else I have dandruff on my collar. Will it always be that way?” “Ed” Callaghan: “’Fraid so. Even if you were an angel, she might find a feather mis- placed now and then.” Miss Fish (in History) : What do we have on the breakfast table that our ancestors never had?” “Mac.”: “A table cloth.” Lieutenant (to Tommy” Metzger): Mark time! “Tommy” stood still. “Mark time! What’s the matter with you?” “Tommy”: “Aw, what’s the use? I just stand still and don’t get anywhere!” “I don’t like silk stockings.” “Why?” “They aren’t the best when you consider the long run.” Coach VToeg (to “frosh turning out for football) : “What experience have you had before?” “Frosh”: “Well, last summer I was hit by two autos and a truck.” Miss Smith (to class talking all at once) : “Now stop, and go ahead.” THE PACIFIST A teacher told her class something about wars and their causes, and then asked all who favored war to hold up their hands. Up went every hand except Jack’s. “Well, Jack, why are you opposed to war?” asked the teacher. “Cause war makes history,” was the resnonse, “an’ there’s more’n I can ever learn now.” THE EAVESDROPPER “Now Gertrude dear, be a good girl and give Aunt Julia a kiss and say good night,” said a mother to a six-year-old. “No, mamma, please, I don’t want to. “Why, Gertrude; why not?” •I’m afraid she’ll box my ears,” the child replied almost crying. What in the world gave you that idea?” Well, last night when Mr. Smif’ said good night and he ki-------------” Here’s a quarter for you, dear,” interposed the generous aunt. Dorothy T. (to Leslie Whale after sticking him in the hand with her pen thinking he was the inkwell): “Oh, Mr. Whale please excuse me! Mr. Whale: Excuse you nothing. I’ll sock ya. Page Seventy-three Mr. Averill (in I . S. History): “Who were the two generals that lead in the attack on Quebec in 1759?” S. Nelson: “Montgomery, and in a hesitating tone, i guess it was Montgomery Ward Co.” Jimmy” McMichael: No, mother I will not take the castor oil.” Mother: But you must.” Jimmy”: Do you want to spoil my political future?” Mother: What do you mean?” “Jimmy”: Well, I heard father say that no man would ever he president if he had anything to do with oil.” Hobo: Please lady can you help the poor?” Lady: “Can you saw wood?” Hobo: What grammar, you mean can I see wood.” Whittemore: When is the proper time to gather apples, Johnny?” Johnny”: When the farmer’s dog is tied.” Father: Yes, sir, that college boy of mine is one of the greatest inventors of the age. Business Man: What did he invent?” Father: Petrified motion.” Miss Ford (in Spanish): “How do we form the perfect tense?” Edward Callaghan: “Bv dropping the feminine part of the infinitive.” Can a girl he said to he beating around the hush when she mushes up with a whiskered man? Well, in this case it leads to turning the page upside dow n.” Nearly everybody has a well-developed sense of curiosity And what does it lead to? That fellow must attend his classes very regularly.” How do you know?” Why everytime I see him he looks like his clothes had been slept in.” Ruth M.: “I know why you part your hair in the middle.” Carrots”: You do? Why?” Ruth M.: Because every block has an alley, you know.” Joe had a chaperone; Her dates were few and slow, For everywhere that Joe went (That chap was sure to go)-------? One day Marjorie Booker and her friend were playing house. They had been arguing which one was to he Boss.” Finally Mr. Booker came home and Marjorie ran to her daddy exclaiming, Papa, I am the boss, ain’t I, because I wear the pants?” Put your arms around her, Eyes to eyes and nose to nose, Flipity-FIop and away she goes. Miss Gallup (in Chemistry class trying to work a problem): Change 26 degrees C. to absolute temperature, Mr. McFarland.” Cliff”: 300 degrees C.” Miss Gallup: “What do you do next?” Cliff”: I won’t do anything until I get some help.” Lawrence Brown: I pick most of my jokes out of the air so to speak.” Mr. Vroeg: “Why don’t you go where there’s some fresh air then?” For sale, a beach by a man with a gradual slope. For sale a beach by a man in a large, sheltered cove, making it safe for beginners. Laugh and the teacher laughs w ith you, Laugh and you laugh alone, The first when the teacher springs the joke, That last when the joke is vour own. Carolyn Carlsen: “How do you like my new shoes, ‘Dot?’” Dot”: “They’re immense!” Miss Smith: “Why was Bryant called the ‘High Priest of Nature?’” Charles Van de Grift: “Because he climbed trees.” Page Seventy-four FEMININE MAN-CARVING Frank L.: “And why do you think I am a poor judge of human nature?” Peg” H.: ‘‘Because you have such a good opinion of yourself.” M. Whale:: Hay, Les, what have you got your socks on wrong side out for?” L. Whale: “Sh-h-h, not so loud, ‘Mac.’ I’ve got a hole on the other side.” . 2 Bill, are you married?” “Ya.” Who did you marry?” A woman, of course; did you ever hear of anyone who didn’t marry a woman?” Yes, my sister, she married a man.” Men are lucky—they don’t have to stay home after they wash their hair or kiss some one who needs a shave. Ag. Student: My course in soil sure is hard.” Arch. Student: What’s so hard about it?” Ag. Student: We cover so much ground.” Agnes P. (bumping into a tree while gazing at the Honorable Jerry” Lage) : Oh, par don me.” Pete” F. (to Bill” B.): Have vou anv sisters?” Bill” B.: Yes, two.” Pete” F.: Have you anv brothers?” Bill” B.: No, but my sister has.” Mr. Averill (in history): Where was Caesar killed?” R. W. (the bright student): On page eighty four.” Bill”: I heard you singing in your room this morning. His Aunt: Oh, I sing once in a while to kill time.” Bill”: “You have a good weapon.” Mrs. Scarvell (in chorus): What is the matter with you people? Can’t you sing any louder? Be more enthusiastic! Now, Miss, open your mouth and throw yourself into it!” H. P. (in modern Geography): Instead of giving the natives food for their products, they gave them, ahem—liquor.” Mr. Whale: Cm. That’s good.” Mr. Averill: In the Medieval times what did the knights and nobles do for a pastime?” H. E.: “They played games.” Mr. Averill: Yes, but what kind of games?” H. E.: Oh, wild games I guess.” Coach: What happened to you today in the football game, you have lost all your teeth?’’ Jerry”: No, I haven’t, I have them all here in my handkerchief.” A Senior stood on the railroad track, A train was coming fast. The train got off the railroad track, And let the Senior pass. Little Gladys Forrieder (stamping and dancing about in a rage): I wish I was my papa! I wish I was my papa!” Aunt Ada: What is the trouble?” Gladys: “Tower’s chewed my dolly’s eyes into the back of her head, and I’m just cram full of little swears, and mamma won’t let me say them!” AND THE GREATEST OF THESE Dad: “Now, Reginald, your college expense account is not altogether clear. I find an item here—“Charity, fifty dollars.” What is that?” Reggy”: Why, sir, I—well I couldn’t go into particulars on that point, you know — that is—” Dad: “Exactly. I suppose this is one of the instances where “Charitv” covers a multitude of sins.” AND THE CLOCK STRUCK ONE Beatrice,” called the old gentleman from upstairs, what time is it?” I don’t know, pa, replied Beatrice. The clock isn’t going.” Well, how about Kent?” NI. S. (bright boy of the I . S. History class) : When they came together they were two hundred mile apart.” Page Seventy-fiv Ncls: ‘‘Why is a flapper like a bungalow?” Cairns: “Because she is painted in front, shingled on top and empt in the attic. “This pearl comes from an oyster. Isn’t that wonderful of nature.” “That’s nothing, my sister has a whole string of them that she got from a lobster.” Ohas. H.: “Where are all the themes I handed in last semester?” Mr. Y’roeg: “Sorry, but we don’t keep old themes.” Chas II.: “But, Mr. Vroeg, I’ve got to have them. I’ve sold them to a Freshman.” N. S.: If I could find a sensible girl I’d get married.” Roy J.: I know a nice girl, but I don’t think she wants to get married, at least she refused N. S.: “She must be sensible. Introduce me to her.” If you don’t know what to do with your week end, hang your hat on it. I wish I were a cotton ball So very white and fluff, Then on your dresser I could lie, And be vour powder puff. I’d like to be your powder box Or a little speck of paint, Then I could help your freckle small, To look as if it ain’t. I long to be most everything, That’s held by you so dear; Then I could do my wee small bit To bring you dainty cheer. But why do I to such aspire? These things can never be, For I would see a lot of things, Not meant for me to see. RITO GLOSS” THAT BETTER GRADE OF KODAK FINISHING THE KENRAY STUDIO WISHING FILMS CAMERAS 24 Hour Service If It’s Photographic See FRAMING ENLARGING Page Seventy-six 3o DAys HE CA i i£ FV fnn chaf?uf nv SOY °OT POirio VoLSTFAuj'S A cr. 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