Hudson High School - True Blue Yearbook (Hudson, WI)

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If our little jokes offend you Do not fear, they will not end you; If they please you, we shall know it, For your beaming face will show it. Rev. Rayburn addressed the assembly of the Hudson High School Oct. 6, on the subject of “Character Building.” His talk was very instructive and entertaining, and was enjoyed by all. The Senior class gave a reception Sept. 25th to the teachers and par- ents of the high school students. A short program was given and refresh- ments served by the girls of the Senior class. At the reception the par- ents were afforded an opportunity to meet the members of the faculty. For latest thing in ear rings apply to Edwin Becker. Slug pearls a specialty. Mr. Wright, representing the railway, gave an interesting talk to the students upon “Safety First.” Dr. Davis then addressed the students, outlining brie-fly the history of the Red Cross association, followed by demonstration of “First Aid to the Injured. Miss B.—“I am all points and angles.” Miss F.—“I’d rather be points and angles than straight lines!” Oct. 16th the members of the faculty attended the teachers’ convention at Eau Claire. Miss White, Mr. Jones and Miss Angst attended the state teachers’ convention at Milwaukee, Nov. 4-5-6. Seniors tramping upstairs at 11: 15 from a trip to the saw mill. Miss Feeny to class, “We’ll wait until the German army passes.” History Note-Book. Prehistoric hair was worn in Athens until after the Persian wars.- Miss White (in Eng. Lit.) Take Bacon for tomorrow.” K. O'Keefe.—“We can’t; it is Friday.”

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TRUE BLUE 13 “Yes, I am a stranger,” continued the man, “although I expected the Evans’ on board ship, still they did not come.” “I expected my mother and father on board and they did not come, so I see we are both in a fix.” The gentleman in black enjoyed Jeanne’s company very much and every day he begged her to come on deck. “Where are you going?” he asked one day. “To Cinncinnati,” she replied. “Why, so am I, this is wonderful.” “ Do you live there?” Jeanne asked. “No, my home was formerly in Geneva.” My mother died there and I was coming to America to live,” he continued. The weather was very unfavorable, so of course the voyage was pro- longed. A week passed, but still they did not reach land. On the night of the eighth day a storm was raging The ship was drifting out of its course. Jeanne went to bed early, with a headache, but towards midnight she was awakened by a loud knocking on her door, and “Miss Jeanne.-Hurry-Come on deck, I will wait for you there.” She hurriedly donned her garments and stepped outside. Her friend, the man, took her arm, “This way,” he said, “the ship is in danger.” The touch of his hand upon her arm thrilled her through and through. She was silent and meekly let him lead her around. There was a rush and a cry; the ship was going down. “We will have to jump. Come,” he said. Jeanne jumped; they reached the water. She felt his arm around her. He grabbed a piece of timber and placed her upon it. Suddenly he gave a joyous exclamation, “A life boat.” The boat was only partly full, so Jeanne and her friend clambered on board. Here the half fainting girl was revived and the party drifted along in silence, till some one exclaimed, “A ship!” At first it seemed as if they would not be seen: but finally the ship slowed down and then stopped. The refugees were taken on board, and the people gathered about to view the arrivals. The men half carried Jeanne on deck, she was so weak. Jeanne peered about. “Mother,” she gasped. A woman made a start for the girl. “Jeanne, she cried, “You here? How in the world—” “Yes mother I’m here; I went to Europe anyway; and would not be here now if it were not for him, Arnold, I think.” Arnold!” exclaimed Mrs. Evans, “Is it really you? We missed the Diana. How can I thank you for saving my girl?” Mr. Evans came on deck, “What is it, Beatrice? ne asked. “What' Not Jeanne!” “Yes, and this is Arnold. John, Jeanne went to Europe anyway; she was on the Diana and he saved her.” “My God!” cried Mr. Evans, huskily. “What if our girl had died. Young man, how can 1 thank you? What shall be your reward?” “Jeanne,” Arnold said simply, “that is, if she is willing.” Jeanne’s only answer was a faint blush. —G. K. T7.

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TRUE BLUE 15 THE AFTER SCHOOL HOUR Between the dark and the daylight When the sun is beginning to lower, Comes a pause in the day’s occupation Which is known as the after school hour. The poor culprits alone in the main room Hear the pattering of many feet, Of those excused at 3:30 In the Gym. or Glee Club to meet. For its only the culprits of high school Who are honored by making up time, For failure in two or more subjects, An offense considered a crime. The after school hour is a long one, It lasts from 3:30 till dark. And pupils must study in silence, If next month they expect a good mark. If not, then down to the office That pupil with books must stray, And he’s seldom if ever detained long. Just instructed to go on his way. Mr. Jones—“Boys’ basketball will meet tonight. There is no reason why every boy should not turn out, who has no physical defects or heart trouble (laughter)—that is, the heart which cannot stand excitement. “Why are freshmen like wheat?” “Because they need thrashing. Mobilization of the Grand Army of the Hudson High has taken place on the boy’s stairway. Raw material has been rapidly converted into well- disciplined troops by Brigadier-General Sherman and Field-Marshals Holden, Feeny and Pattee. War correspondent WTiite, who has gone to the front with the advance guard, reports good work. UP TO DATE LATIN Flunko-Flunkere-Faculty-Firem. Edward Vik and Carl Borge demonstrated the use of the barometer to the freshmen physical geography class. Patronize our advertisers. They deserve it. Without them we could not run this paper. Where there’s a will there’s a law’suit.