Ironton High School - Owl Yearbook (Ironton, OH)

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inclined toward absurdities, has been a source of considerable com- ment since the reception. This two- faced being determined to recog- nize her partner who wa3 a Thug at this particular time, but she com- mitted such a bold and daring at- tack on poor Thug that he resolved to retire from his chosen vocation, never to resume it again. Our doomed friend, Happy Hool- igan espied a pretty Miss in Red Riding Hood custume; and thinking himself so thoroughly acquainted with the tan slippers which she wore, that he would be sure of a warm reception by the wearer, he gracefully strided across the hall and found to his great surprise that nothing awaited him in the way of reception but a LARGE YELLOW “Lemon.” “Stung again” he turn- ed away to search for the real pos sessor of the pair of tan foot-gear with which he was familiar. But, alas! he found that it was accom- panying its wearer, who had gone in search of her “Teddy.” Kitty, the Freshman, caused some of her classmates to be quite en- vious, because of the suspicious glances of a certain Junior, being turned toward her at short inter- vals; and he even had the bold ef- frontery to glide across the hall, before the eyes of all present and engaged with Kitty in a very con- fidential conversation, which act caused many daggerous glances to be hurled at the enchanted Junior. But------who took Kitty home? We ask. The Senior boys were harmlessly shocked at the popularity of some of the Senior girls among the gall- ant Juniors of common prominence. But the only remedy was to take a blushing little Junior Miss and go on their way speechless. This, some were wise enough to do, while others took a back seat occasionally. After the punch bowl was empty; the orchestra had received their pay; and the guests were tired of games, delicious brick ice cream and cake were served. The favors were dainty little purple violets tied with lavender ribbon. These colors were complimentary to the Senior’s class colors, and showed excellent taste on the part of the Juniors. At a late hour the departure for home was a regretted scene for all who enjoyed the Junior hospitality. Each one felt that the evening could not have been spent better. 3fie VoCedictorian. Miss Lura Loree Tufts is the Vale- . (Victorian of the Class of 1908. Her work Las been very uniform through- out the four years, her excellence not being confined to any particular de- partment. Only once has her average on a study fallen below 90, and that was an 59. Almost tne same m:ay be said of Miss Helen Louise Zimmerman who gains second honor. She has but two 89's. Both of these honor students came from Campbell Building.

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a true spirit of brotherly love and self sacrafice. One mistake, and one only did we make and that was in the selection of our class presi- dent. No doubt if the proper per- son had been selected the fame of this class would have extended much farther than it now does; but my dear classmates that class pres- ident, even though he be unworthy, will always remember with the greatest affection his companions, and he wishes to thank them for the cooperation and valuable assis- tance which they have rendered at all times. If we have succeeded as a class, we succeed individually, for is not this made up of individuals? Then when we are done with this life I hope we will all be received above by the Master with that salutation: “WELL DONE, THOU GOOD AND FAITHFUL SERVANT.” And now, representing this great class of ’08, I would thank, the Freshmen for their fear of us, the Sophomores for their love of us(?), the Juniors for their respect of us, our good teachers for the sacrafices they have made in helping us, and lastly our good superintendent for his kindly advice and just guid- ance. ellta Junior-Senior fKasquerade. By LONA BRAMMER, ’08. When in the course of human events it has ever become necessary for the editor of this section of a school annual to write an editorial corcerning a class reception, I would venture to say that none have had a more elaborately arranged social event to describe than the recept- ion tendered the Senior class by the Junior class at Berg’s Hall, Friday evening, May 1st. As the the invitations proclaimed it to be a mask party, the guests of both classes followed the directions; and as the Senior guests commenc- ed to arrive they were greeted by the Junior Ghosts and escorted to the dressing room. Beneath the entwinement of La- vender and Purple, the colors of ’08, and light blue and red, the colors of ’09, the grand march, ex- ecuted by those masked, was an im- posing spectacle. The accompany- ing orchestra of Beverly and Mat- hews, added greatly to the even- ning’s games, and an occasional draught from the punch-bowl only increased the enthusiasm of “Pig in Parlor” and “Skip to my Lou.” Numerous and comical were the mistakes made in regard to the partners for the evening. Although there were no disastrous results there were many incidents which afforded great pleasure for the on- lookers. The most serious of mis- takes were made by some promi- nent Seniors; one of which by the thirtieth century girl, who was

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 ©KSS. By HERMAN LINTNER, ’08. Prof. Marting—I never speak un- less 1 have something worth say- ing. Freshman—Aren’t you afraid of losing your command of language? Helen—Isn’t that faint tinge of gold in Edna’s hair perfectly dear? Norma—Only ten cents an ounce. Teacher—Jimmie, correct this sentence, “Our teacher am in sight.” Jimmie—Our teacher am a sight. “I suppose Barnum went to hea- ven when he died.” “Well, he certainly had a good chance. He had the greatest show on earth.” First Senior—A certain bunch of those Junior girls put me in mind of a music box. Second Senior—Why so? First Senior—They’re so full of airs. There’s a young girl in the Senior Class this year, Who swears that she never will wed— But when she’s out of school for a week or so, She’ll accept either Roscoe or Ted. Teacher—Early to bed and early to rise, makes a man what? Student—A Farmer. Boscoe—Did you see the engage- ment-ring I gave Miss Hoffy? Teddy—No. She never wears it the evenings when I call. I. H. S. English Teacher—I get paid for what I know, and not for what I do. One of his bright Scholars- No wonder you are always broke, pro- fessor. Tom—What sort of a range has the new soprano, Miss Gabler, the I. H. S. music teacher? Harry—Sort of a mountain range, I should say. Tom—How do you make that out? Harry—It’s rocky. First Student—Have an Owl? Second Student—No thanks, I don’t smoke. First Student—I didn’t mention smokes. I mean an I. H. S. Annual of ’08. Farmer—Say young fellow, do you know where I could get a hair- cut? Urchin—Sure, guv’nor—on your head. Brown—So you really imagine that smoking benefits you? Marting—I know it does. My mother-in-law leaves the room the minute I light my pipe.