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

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2i) TRUE BLUE Charles D., convincing the English class that an automobile s easier to drive than a horse. Chas. D. (enthusiastically)—“Why you can drive with one hand and operate with the other.”—Oh, Charley! II y a une jeune fille nomme Jane, Qui donne tous les maitres une grande pain, Elle mange si much the gum, Qu’ elle fait la chambre hum Avec le bruit de son fatigue tongue. —A. K. H. ’20 Miss McCarthy in History Class: “Charles, tell us about the Baptists.” Charles D: “All I know is they haven't any minister now.” Freshman: At a football game—“Look at the mud on the players’ clothes!” Another Greenie: “Huh! What do you suppose they have a scrub team for?” —Exchange. Geometry is like the moon, Upon a cloudy night, As true as anything can be, And yet quite out of sight.— Exchange. In Book-keeping class (Jessie Iverson who is constantly talk ing to Veronica Burke) Miss C.—“Jessie is there anything you would like to know ? Jessie I.—“Yes, but Veronica knows it. “Ma, can I go out and play?” “What! With two holes in your stocking?” “No, with the boy next door.” —Exchange. It isn’t the original cost, its the upkeep of your reputation (?) in English. IMPOSSIBLE I walked into the Auditorium, And the air was warm and sweet And everyone was sitting Most quietly in his seat. There wasn’t once a whisper. We studied all day long, The periods were so short and snappy, I thought “What can be wrong?”

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TRUE BLUE 28 The person who remembers to retura your problems the per- iod after Algebra class. The early bird who take a pair of rubbers No. 5 and leaves a No. 3. The one who uses some other person’s brain so as to save his own for an emergency. The pupil who takes it all in but never recites. The guy who insists upon parking his size elevens under your desk in the auditorium. Miss Hay—“Tell me the dative of ‘donum.’ Pupil—“Dno’ know.” Miss Hay—“Correct.” —Exchange Neighbor—“What is Phil’s average income?” Mrs. Kelly—“About midnight!” —Exchange Mrs. A.—“I hear Mrs. C’s husband was killed by hard drink?” Mrs. B—So? Mrs. A.—Yes, a cake of ice fell on him.”—Exchange. A freshie. A ditto, A small rubber band, A voice; Avoice; To the office Two freshies canned. — Exchange Donald W.—“Say, do you know there’s something cute about you ?” Margaret D.—“No. what is it?” Donald (looking big)—“Me.” —Exchange Inquisitive pupil in General Science— “Say, Mr. Rock, what is an alloy?” Mr. Rock—“An alloy is a mixture of different things.” Inquisitive pupil —“Then vegetable soup is an alloy.” “Father,” inquired Tommy, “what are silent heroes?” “Married men, my boy,” replied the father. —Exchange. Teacher—“What is the oldest niece of furniture in the world ?” Pupil— “The multiplication table, I guess.” —Exchange If you can’t laugh at the iokes of the age Laugh at the age of the jokes.—Exchange

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TRUE BLUE :3o We marched out orderly two ,by two, How grand it all did seem, When with a start I realized, —That it was all a drem. Teacher — “Andy, what is a furlough ?” Andy— “A furlough is a mule.” Teacher, (with stern look.) “What?” Andy—“Well, here’s a picture of a soldier on a mule and it says ‘Going Home on a Furlough.” —Exchange. In Ancient History, the worst of them all You find it quite hard some names to recall. Of Aristotle or Alex divine, Or that hairless poet whose bald head did shine, Or Themistocles, or Darius the Third, Or Hermes, the God, who flew like a bird, Or Cimon, the Archcn who having no sand, Was finally ostracized out of the land, And still there are others too numerous to name Such as Socrates the wise man, who won great fame. Now pupils and scholars, each boy and girl If ever at times your head’s in a whirl, If ever at times your heads in a whirl, Just take out your history and study these men, And take it from me, there’s plentv of them. H. H. ’22 Little Bonnie’s dimples O me! 0 my! 0 me! She captivates ’em. Cultivates ’em, Vamps ’em, Then drops em. O me! O mv! O me! W W..T T. ’21 Dear Miss McCarthy: Why don’t you use discretion in your tests ? Yours truly, Arthur Staberg. Dear Faculty: You are better fit for teaching if you’d stay away from those conventions. We’d rather go without the vacation than to have your minds filled with those new ideas. Yours sincerely, The Students.