Muskegon High School - Said and Done Yearbook (Muskegon, MI)
- Class of 1935
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Entered as second class mail matter November 25, 19 08, at the postoffice at Muskegon, Michigan,
under the act of March 3, 1879.
Published during Oct. Nov. Dec. Jan. Feb. Mar. April and .Tune by the students of Muskegon
EDITOR-IN-CHIEF-ALOUHA YOUNG, '35, .Associate Editors-XVILLAR
VANDERI.AAN, '35g ETHEL PETERSON, ,362 ROBERT MORTON, y36Q
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Literary Editor -CATHERINE SI-IERNIAN, y35Q DOROTHY BROXVN, '36, RUT
BAUKNECHT, ELSA KRAUTHEIM, '36g DOUGLAS INGELLS, 36.
Business iVI21II2lgC1'-X'VILI.IAiXI IXIORROYV, '35. Assistants: LOUIS S. GROS
IXIAN, '36, RAY SEPPAINIAKI, '35g ROBIZRT DEMURO, ,351 NORIXIAN
KRUSE, '36g LOUIS H. GROSSMAN, '36, ANITA XVIENER, Printer:
ARTHUR ITCFRRIIY. Stenographersz IVIARGARET ENKELRIAN, ,35j JANE
ANDERSON, ,351 LINNEA JACKSON, '35, GERTRUDE IDOORN, '35, Book-
Circulation Manager -INTARGARET DIETERICH, y35Q JACK HII,'I', '37, JOHN
MANNING, '36g JANE JEPSON, '35g JOHN BURROXVS, '36, ARCHIE BEAU-
Art ECIIIOI'-,ARTIYIUR S'l'ENI'IOI.RI, Assistant: LEROY ELIASON, '35,
Photographers: JACK ZUIDEVELD, ,35Q CHARLES CIHAK, '37,
News ECiIlOTHRU'l'I'I PURDY, '35. Assistants: GEORGE DEERY, ,35Q ELIZA-
BETH XVAYMIRE, ,352 OREI. EKLUND, ,355 BILL EDYVARDS, '35.
Humor EditorMJUNE MADISON, '35, Assistants: DAVE HUBIE, '35Q FRED
BERMAN, '36, ALLAN CONGER, '35.
GITIS-EDYTI-IE ARNSON, 7355 DOROTIIY JANE MILLER, '36,
BOYS-PAUL VALK, ,353 BILL HUGHES, '35.
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One cold, s11owy evening in January,
1970, while most of the people in the
city were hugging the fire, there seem-
ed to be something at Muskegon Sen-
ior High School which was attracting
about eighty people. It was the first
alumni banquet of the class of 1935.
This interesting and exciting group
gathered in the cafeteria where the
banquet was served. Someone remark-
ed that the school looked just about
the same as it had in days gone by.
After the last course had been served,
the toastmaster, Bob DeMuro, rose
from his chair.
"Classn1ates,', he said, 'Tm sure you
all remember that silver-tongued ora-
tor who was our 12B president. WVhen
we were in 12A, he was elected presi-
dent of the Student Council. He
served our class and the school to the
best of his ability, and he has consent-
ed to review for us the activities of our
class. Therefore, l take great pleasure
in presenting to you, Mr. Rolland
There was a loud burst of applause
as Rolland rose from his chair. He
held up his hand for silence before he
started to speak.
"I thought I caught a hint of sar-
casm in Mr. DeMuro's remark about
the 'silver-tongued Ol'2llOl'y,H he said.
"But he can't bother me. He never
did when we in classes together, and
I will not let him bother me now."
As Rolland paused for a moment,
there was another burst of applause.
Rolland looked at the people seated
around the long table, and then he
went on with his speech.
"Our class was organized in 11A.
life felt pretty important, and so we
elected seven officers. june Madison
was the president of the class. Our
vice-president was Mabel Cole. I had
the misfortune of being elected the
class secretary. David Hume was the
treasurer, and Fred Backstrom made
a good sergeant-at-arms. Jane Dear-
born was our social chairman, and
Alouha Young was our Said and Done
thinking about the reception we were
give the seniors. We didn't
that semester, however.
at that early date we were
Uln 12B we had new officers. As
Mr. DeMuro told you, I was elected
president of the 12B class. Jane Dear-
born was elected vice-presidentg Mar-
ian Nelson was chosen for the secre-
tary's office, Lorraine Johnson was the
treasurer, and Ruth Purdy was the
social chairman. Douglas Noble re-
placed Marian Nelson as the 12B sec-
"That semester was the beginning
of work for us. YVe had to make plans
for the Senior Reception. A com-
mittee, headed by June Madison,
made arrangements for the great event.
"The Senior Reception was a big
success. YVC cannot give the persons
in charge too much credit.
"Our class broke the tradition of a
fixed rate of class dues. A motion was
passed which provided for the assess-
ing of the class members for only the
amount of money that was actually
"lt wasn't long before we were in
12A. That meant that we must have
new officers. Bob DeMuro became
our president. David Hume was our
vice-president. The secretary was Mar-
garet Schroeder. Bill Runzel was
elected treasurer, and Clyde Upton
was our SC1'gCLlI1t-at-2l1'1I1S.
"Our president, Mr. DeMuro, got
committee fever, and, in a sudden
burst of enthusiasm, lie made almost
every other class member a committee
of work to
rziaii-mn. IVe had a lot
do, and our last semester was one of
hustle and bustle. Then
mencement, and we were
into the cold world. We
been able to keep our footing, how-
ever, because I see so many familiar
faces before me."
8 SAID AND DONE
As Rolland finished speaking, the haps they were longing for their youth
former students applauded him loud- N'Vho can say?
ly. Many faces wore thoughtful or Beverley X'Vestover, Chairman
wistful expressions. Perhaps these Marie Ringler
people were living again the past. Per- Clyde Upton
Doaornv OLsoN, '35
Across the breadth of endless time it
A gentle murmurg
A faint, weird harmony of sound
Sprung from the soul of a thousand
The rustle of a lonely pineg
Dropping the peace of eternity
l lt rose.
The music rose.
The dash of a thousand violins
Through a tempest of throbbing
The iiery flame of a thousand sunsets
Burning a thousand souls.
Strength! grandeur! wildness!
And still it rose.
ln swells of deep Crescendo
It caught the war cry of the seasg
Exultant cries ol' a thousand souls .set
The stillness of eternity.
I looked into the skies,
The silent skies.
I caught no murmur of the winds
To break that stretch from me to
IVe, the Senior class of Muskegon
High school, Muskegon, Micliigaii,
United States ol' America, being in full
possession of our senses at the com-
pletion of four years of toil, during
which time we have changed from
eager freshmen to sober-minded sen-
iors, do hereby take our pen in hand,
and with all proper respect and regard
for our faculty bequeath the following,
First: IVC, the members of this class
of '35, do this day gratefully acknow-
ledge the understanding and tolerant
efforts of our beloved principal, Mr.
Second: IVe, the outgoing seniors ol'
this school, do this day leave the school
under the careful and kindly guidance
of our advisers, Miss Leopold and Mr.
Plummer, thanking them for their
patience which at times was sorely
Third:IVe, the members of the pre-
sent graduating class, do this day leave
a unanimous vote of thanks to Miss
DeYoe for having such a likeable
Fourth: IVC, the class of '35 be-
Miss Bedker, all themes which she
now has in her possession, to be used
on cold mornings to kindle fires.
Mr. Beedon, a new set of jokes for
Miss Lajeunesse, a stack of dic-
tionaries for her classes.
Mr. lVIcIllwain, a dozen green shirts
to wear when refereeing basketball
games. fThey look so nice with his
Fifth: I, Mabel Cole, leave my abil-
ity as an athlete to my sister, Elizabeth
I, June Madison, leave my admira-
tion for forensic heroes to Freda
I, Fred Backstrom, leave my eye for
girls and targets to Dick Walker.
I, Margaret Schroeder, leave my
I, Dorothy Olson, leave my literary
ability as an inspiration to the I'Vriter's
I, Eric Bourdo, bequeath my boyish
enthusiasm to John Manning.
I, Clifford Lind, leave my pestiness
to Tracy Girdler.
I, Emma Bowman, leave my ability
"to get 'em and leave 'emu to Donna
l, Frank IV. Johnson, leave a Hstep-
ping stone" for the future use of all
who are like me in stature.
I, Douglas Hamm, leave my ability
to play "Cassius" to future 11A classes.
I, Emery Anderson, leave my suavity
to Robert Hoffman, knowing that he
shall protect it and keep it unblem-
I, George Arnold, leave, remember-
ing "The Girl I Left Behind Me."
I, Charles Backstrom, leave my ex-
tremity of body to Miss Kleaveland
lor future use in the dramatization ol
I, Marcella Van Zanten, leave my
aristocratic bearing to Ina Mae Clay-
I, George Johnston, leave my friend-
ly smile to anyone who can duplicate it.
I, Ray Johnson, leave my flirtatious
manner to Bob Johnson.
I, Art Colman, leave a meter-n1ea-
sure to Paul Valk to use in writing his
I, Frank McGowen, leave my fudge
recipe to any girl who wants to be
I, Bill Johnson, leave a pair of pink
car mulfs to Mr. Redmond to wear on
the held on cold days.
I, Vernice Andrews, leave my pop-
ularity with the boys to Katherine
I, Rolland Rice, leave my verbosity,
circumlocution, periphrasis, and re-
dundancy to Andrew Hieftje.
I, Medrith Hirsch, leave on time,
to Ruth Ouwer-
I, Clyde Dephouse, leave my critical
capacity to enlarge that of Eugene Mac
I, Grace Valk, leave a Huted pie tin
for Miss YVood to bang upon.
I, David Hume, leave my ability to
vex any feminine member of the fac-
ulty to Billy Chrystal.
I Marian E. Nelson, leave my sweet
disposition to Anne Carbine.
I, Robert De Muro, leave my ability
to argue to any one who may find
enjoyment in the art.
I, Louis Flora, depart from the school
with great relief!
IVe, Lorraine Johnson and Harold
Usmick, leave our favorite waste-basket
to Betty NVaymire and Jack Eurich.
I, Alouha Young, leave my journal-
istic versatility to Jeannette Driver.
I, Norval Erickson, leave my seat in
the North Muskegon bus to John
I, John Brandon, leave my reputa-
tion as a woman hater to Jack Rior-
I, Jane Dearborn, leave my sympa-
thetic understanding to Ruth Bauk-
I, George Deery, leave my cheery
and sunny smile to the school, to be
used to dissolve the gloom of the halls
on report card Clays.
I, Ruth Purdy, leave to go to Jerry.
I, Arvid Berglund, leave the dear
old school to enter my father's place
I, Lydia Bohn, leave Armen and
Ruth as the last of the Bohns to dec-
orate the school.
I, Don Caswell, leave my experience
as a navigator to some other Columbus.
I, Margaret Enkelmann, leave a ton
of paper to Mr. Paulson so he can
write his f'Comic History of the
I, Lila DeYoung, leave 100 gallons
of punch to future reception commit-
tees so that everybody will be satisfied.
I, Paul Nelson, leave my personal
volume of How to Play Any Instru-
ment in Ten Lessons, to the begin-
ners' band class.
I, Arthur Skoglund, leave my stock
ol' old jokes in the garbage.
I, Ed Tuleja, leave my bashfulness
to Jimmy Eklund. He needs it more
than I do.
WIC, Ruth and Joe Lenenga, leave
hand in hand.
I, Clyde Upton, take my repertoire
of comical facial expressions with me.
I, Ernest Matthews, discard my shy-
ness in speech classes. I need it no
I, Herbert Lans, leave Digena Van
.-Xndel to the tender care of the faculty.
I, Robert Picard, leave my ability to
spell to any future member of Miss
I, Douglas Noble, leave my wavy
lrlack locks in the show case in the
main hall where all may pause and
I, Lloyd Raskey, leave my manage-
ment of athletic teams in the future to
I, Richard Risk, leave Franny Lange-
land for just a short time, I hope.
I, Bill Runzel, leave my knowledge
of aviation to future presidents of the
I, Vernon Seastrom, leave Leona.
I, Arthur Sieplinga, would like to
leave something to her, but I'm too
I, Phyllis Vanderlaan, leave a book
on "The Art of Chewing Gum" to
I, Tom Speake, leave my list of
questions to Henry Furmanski.
I, Arthur Stenholm, leave all my
unused cartoons in Mr. Kensler's waste
I, Robert Stong, leave a book of
comics for the reference shelf in the
I, Beverly Wlestover, leave my love
for the bicycle to Marian Guild.
I, Klare Weei'st.1'a, Ieave my Hair for
the sciences to Dorothy Brown.
I, Lucille Stauffer, leave a ferocious
cat to chase all stray dogs out of the
I, Mike Czarniecki, leave my only
accomplishment, that of dancing, to
I, Virginia Johnson, leave the two
dozen other Johnsons in school with
a Iond farewell.
I, Sylvia Kopeloll, leave several boxes
ol' candy for tl1e hall guards to pass
around wl1ile they're on duty.
I, Marie Ringler, leave a non-
squeaking scooter to anyone else who
lives as far from school as I do.
I, Frances Sheringer, leave llly' supa
pressed desire to slide down bannisters
to Douglas lngells.
I, Marie Sonnega, leave my sister to
carry on the family tradition of in-
I, Clifford Lind, leave a peaceful
quietness in 107.
I, Nina Korndorfer, leave a cl1i11a
pig to the Board of Education as a
place to collect stray pennies.
I, Marcella Carlson, leave llly merry
disposition to Sooky Miller.
I, Dorothy Anderson, leave my I'law-
lessly groomed tresses to Maurine
I, Clara Botrufl, leave three dozen
umbrellas to the people having manual
classes on rainy days.
I, Madeline Dulibon, leave tl1e rub-
bers to go witl1 Clara's umbrellas.
I, Lillian Dahlquist, leave my mod,
esty to Dolores lValsh.
I, Dorothy Kitchen, leave a pair ol
knee pads to each ol' the cheer leaders.
I, Henrietta VanDyke, leave the last
part ol' my last name to use it1 case the
school becomes flooded.
I. Grace Flickema, leave my ice-
sl ating ability to Janet 'l'indall.
I. Helen Nedeau, leave a 11ew type-
tt ritcr Ior tl1e Said and Done office.
I. Cathrine DeLong, leave a pad ol'
locker permits for each period to Bar-
I, Nila Grinnell, leave several pairs
ol' polka-dotted overalls for teachers to
wear when they plow through term
topics and exam papers.
I, Evelyn Holfman, leave a supply
ol pens, pencils, and paper to Alan
Conger i11 tl1e hope that he will stop
his eternal borrowing.
All other wills are l1ereby made 11ull
and void, this being our only official
record, to which we set our hand and
seal on the thirtieth clay ol' January
in the year of o11r Lord, nineteen l1un-
dred and thirty-Hve.
Signed and Sealed,
The Class of 1935
Medrith I-Iirsch, chairman
l.ormi11ff hlolmson, '35
Like a gentle, sweet. caress
lVith cool, smoothing, liquid lingers,
like whispering breath, abated
lfrotn the softly sighing trees,
'I he rain in gentle mood.
l.ike a demo11 sent from Hell
lVith gnashing, clasI1ing teetl1,
Coughing in Iitful spurts,
Releasing pent-up fury
Upon a defenseless world,
'l'he rain in angry mood.
SAID AND DONE
Class Beauty ......... Jane Dearborn I-landsomest ..,....... John Brandon
Cutest Girl . . .
Most Popular .
Class Athlete ..
Class Blullfer ..
Best Natured .
. . .Vernice Andrews
. .....,. Marian Nelson
. . . . . . .June Madison
. . . . . .Medrith Hirsch
. . . .Medrith Hirsch
. . . .Lorraine Johnson
. .Marcella VanZanten
Cut Up ...... Marcella Carlson
Class Optimist ...... Grace Flickema
Class Arguer .... .... J une Madison
Best Dressed ........, Jane Dearborn
Class Flirt .,.......... Verna Slinger
Faculty's Ideal Girl. .Beverly WVestover
Generous . . .Catherine DeLong
Ladylike . . .Marcella VanZanten
Actress .......... June Madison
Most Obliging ..Margaret Schroeder
Class Fusser ..,..... Marcella Carlson
Most Sarcastic ...... Medrith Hirsch
Most Bashful .. Virginia Johnson
Class Giggler ....... Marcella Carlson
Best Dancer ....,.. Vernice Andrews
Most Original ....... Grace Flickema
Class Pessimist ..Marie Sonnega
Class Spinster . . Beverly Westover
Most Inquisitive ..... Ruth Purdy
Most Ambitious Beverly Westover
. . .Dorothy Anderson
. . . .Arthur Colman
. . . . .Norval Erickson
Most Popular ........,. David Hume
Class Athlete ..
Class Bluffer ..
Best Natured ..
Class Cut-up ..
Class Arguer . .
Best Dressed . .
. . . . . . . .Rolland Rice
. . . . . . . .Richard Risk
. . . , , .Douglas Nobles
. . . . .Clyde Dephouse
. . . . . . .Frank Johnson
. .... George Deery
. . . . . . . .David Hume
. , . . . .Harold Osmick
. . . . . . . .Herbert Lans
. . .Clyde Upton
. . ... ...Don Caswell
. . . . . . . .Bob DeMuro
. . . . . .Arthur Colman
Class Flirt ............. Ray Johnson
r icu'ty's Ideal Boy .... Frank Johnson
. . . . . .Douglas Hamm
Most Gentlernanly ..... Herbert Lans
Most Obliging .
Class Fusser . . .
Most Sarcastic .....
Most Bashful ..
Class Giggler ..
Best Dancer . . .
Most Original .
Class Pessimist .
Class Bachelor .
Class Actor ..,.....
. . . . .Vernon Seastrom
. . . .Tom Speake
. . . .Joe Lenenga
. . . . .Mike Czarniecki
. . . . .Louis Flora
. . . . . . .John Brandon
. . . . . .Bob De Muro
. .Frank Johnson
Most Complimentary, Mike Ciarniecki
Last night we attended Old Grads'
Night. This has been an annual
event since 1934 and it has grown to
be a regular custom and this year,
lQ5O, it was greater tl1an ever before.
'lhe class of 1935 had IIICE at supper
before coming to the Old Grads' Night
Dance. The class was well represented,
both at tl1e supper and at the dance.
We were wandering around tl1e
halls of the old institution when we
heard a familiar giggle, and turning,
we saw Harold Osmick and his dearly
beloved wife, Lorraine Johnson, who
informed us that they were free for the
night due to the convenience of the
services of Miss Catherine DeLong,
graduate nurse of the Hackley Hos-
pital. Osmick informed us that he is
senior partner of tl1e firm Speake-
Ossie lce Cream Co. located in Detroit
-Tom Speake being the junior part-
We wandered down the stairs and
on the landing we saw a group of
jovial fellows. On approaching them,
we noticed that the center of attraction
v '-,' as David Hume. Gathered around
him were George Deery, Douglas
Hamm, and john Brandon. Hume,
now a celebrated comic artist, was re-
lating one of his usual funny stories
to the group. Reverend Deery was
listening attentively, undoubtedly
gathering material for his next SCITIIOH.
Deacon Hamm had that amused twin-
lcle in his eye which proved the char-
acter of the story. John Brandon,
Bachelor of Arts, Qmany artsj was in-
serting a few wise-cracks.
Strolling into the cafeteria we notic-
ed the old bridge club seated around
a table. Vernice Andrews, the success-
ful actress, held her usual royal Hush.
l read in tl1e papers the other day that
Miss Andrews had found it necessary
to enlist the services of the great press-
agent, Clyde Dephouse.
Mrs. Rolland Rice, the former Miss
Emma Bowman, was chatting merrily
with her friend, Miss Marcella Carlson,
society editor of the "Muskegon Obser-
ver." Mrs. Rice was commenting on
her husband's new book "The Ad-
ventures of Mabel Cole," the famous
Miss Nina Korndorfer, buyer for
the A. E. Colman 8: Company's Fifth
Avenue Dress Shop, completed the
Going into the auditorium we were
greeted with a burst of syncopated
lflyllllll. Paul Nelson and his music
from the Riviera Club were entertain-
ing. Miss Grace Flickema was his
featured vocal soloist. At the WVHMS
microphone, Eric Bourdo, the com-
mentator for the ABS was giving a
description of the gaiety which pref
vailed on the dance floor. As we ap-
proached him to say, "Hello," he in-
troduced Douglas C. Noble, crooner of
stage and radio fame and Lucille Stauf-
fer, who so eloquently presents the
"Lady Esther" products.
Louis Flora, renowned gigolo, was
dancing with Miss Medrith Hirsch,
society leader of North Muskegon. NVe
noticed a smooth-gliding couple into
the spotlight. When they turned we
found them to be Mike Czarniecki,
proprietor of the Riviera Club, and
1-'rances Sheringer, beauty specialist.
Mrs. Tom Fothergill, the former Jane
Dearborn, was dancing with her hus-
band. The tempo of the music chang-
ed and we saw Don Caswell, well-
known traveler and lecturer, and Ruth
Purdy gracefully circling the floor in
tl1e South American Tango. Ruth
now posing for advertisements for the
famous B 8: B Beauty Soap, manu-
factured by Backstrom 8c Berglund Co.
iVe proceeded to secure a seat in the
auditorium for we found that the floor
show was about to begin. The Hoon'
sl1ow was opened witl1 a piano solo by
Lydia Bol111 wl1o played Robert Stongs
latest composition. XfVe were very
much amused by Arthur Stenholm's
.., SAID AND noni:
sketches, a few of which he did for
the audience. Our old friend, joe
Matel, was still acting as Master of
Ceremonies. He presented a prize to
Miss Beverly X'Vestover for having come
the greatest distance. Miss YVestover
is a missionary to China. The prize
was a watch given by Anderson, Run-
lel tc Seastiom, jewelers.
Alouha Young and Bob DeMuro,
comedy team, entertained with a witty
sketch. Joe Matel introduced the fam-
ous Bear back-field consisting of
Robert Picard, Richard Risk, Bill
johnson, and George Arnold. Marcella
Vanlanten and Grace Valk, bridge
professionals, gave a very interesting
talk. June Madison and Marian Nel-
son closed the show with several clever
iinpersonations and dialogues.
We went into the cafeteria again for
a wee bit of lunch. XfVe had some of
that tasty Swedish pastry made by
Anderson, Dalquist lk johnson. NVe
talked to Miss Nila Grinnell and Miss
Lila DeYoung, co-managers of the high
school cafeteria. Across the table we
saw a familiar face and on second look
recognized it as that of Mr. Artliur
Sieplinga and his wife, the former
Clara Botruff, who had come all the
way from Minnesota to attend Old
Grads' Night. Mr. Sieplinga is the
proud possessor of two large flour
Miss Margaret Enkelmann and Miss
Evelyn Hoffman, successful women
lawyers, sat at the next table. NVe
noticed their happy smiles and recall-
ed that they had just saved Clifford
l.ind some money in a law suit arising
from an automobile trade. On our
way out of the cafeteria we met joe
and Ruth Lenenga who have inherited
a huge fortune from a deceased rela-
tive. joe is now a famous sportsman,
devoting most of his time to the
Harmsworth Trophy Races. Ruth has
devoted herself to social work. Mr.
l,enenga informed us that he had met
Mr. Herbert I.ans, director of the Dc-
troit. Symphony Orchestra.
Miss Klare X'Veerstra and Miss Marie
Sonnega, benefactors of the Home
lor Unmarried XVomen which is run
by Miss Sylvia Kopeloff, gave us a
synopsis of this project.
A man, swinging his arms in a very
peculiar fashion, attracted our atten-
tion. lt. was Edward Ttileja, profes-
sional golfer, demonstrating to Clyde
Lipton, retired business man, how to
handle a niblick. Art Skoglund and
George Johnston, famous scientists,
looked on in astonished bewilderment.
Miss Margaret Schroeder, private
secretary to a Norge ofhcial, stopped to
talk. XVith her was Miss Henrietta
VanDyke, also a Norge employee.
lhey went on to speak to Dorothy
lsitchen and Madeline Dulibon who
are city employees, Miss Kitchen being
County Clerk and Miss Dulibon a sec-
retary at the City Hall.
Norval Erickson, Sheriff of Muske-
gon County, was discussing crime with
Frank McGowan, Chief of Police.
Listening with interest were Ernest
Matthews and Lloyd Raskey, Muske-
gon business men.
.-Xs we left the building we saw Miss
Marie Ringler, YVelfare Director, and
Miss Helen Nedeau, a teacher at Mc-
Laughlin School, walking with Frank
Johnson, manager of one of Muske-
gon's largest department stores. Just
behind them, with their escorts, were
Miss Phyllis Vanderlaan who is an in-
structor in a Grand Rapids dancing
school, and Miss Dorothy Olson who
owns a very exclusive children's clothes
shop in Detroit.
Nile rode home with Raymond John-
son, manager of the Occidental Hotel.
Clyde Dephouse, chairman
There were 388 American made
trucks and cars imported into Japan
in 1933, according to the United States
Department of Commerce.
Pieces of fossil wood found 2oo feet
underground near Placerville, Calif.,
have been identified as trees of the
Niocene epoch, 1i,ooo,ooo years ago.
l f r l
G? Qyrestcfelzfs Krzfufe
As I approach graduation, I am con- 0
scious ot but two emotions-the one of
which is joy, the second, sorrow. I
am glad, happy, that after thirteen
long years of learning we are consider-
ed able enough to work our way in the
world. l enjoy being one of an army
set free twice a year to conquer the
world and I leave with the feeling that
we shall conquer or be conquered only
alter a long and difficult struggle. I
look forward to that battle.
But the deeper feeling by far, is
that of sorrow, and this feeling all
12A's experience. XVe all deeply regret
leaving behind our good friends,
friends we have made among both
faculty and students. I think that we
shall seldom see in the future as good
friends as we have made among our
teachersg true helpful friends they have
been and we appreciate it.
Then also are our friends among
the students whom we shall meet later
as business associates. These we shall
miss as school friends, meeting only
seldom and drifting farther apart as
time goes by. This fact, that we must
lcave our friends, is to me a great loss
that graduation forces upon us and
makes graduation more difficult.
l wish to thank the whole faculty
f"Y",'!,-- for the help they have given us during
the past three years and Mr. Nlanning
Q especially for his interested, kind-
hearled help. I also wish to thank Mr.
l'lummer and Miss Leopold, our ad-
visers, for their great assistance
1 2A President
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"Good nature and good sense must ever join."
Lelawala, Don Alonso's Treasure, Gym
Exhibition, Commercial Club, A Capella
Choir, Glee Club, Mixed Chorus.
f'Men of few Words are often the best men."
"Her favorite diet!-dates."
Girl Reserves, G. A. A., Booster Club,
Commercial Club Treasurer, Hockey Team,
Class Basketball Team '32 and '33, Gym
Exhibition, Clara Barton Club, Band, May
Festival, Campus Frolic, Band Concerts,
Class Banquet Committee.
"Air and manners are more expressive than
Student Council, Chemistry Club, lst and
2nd Football Teams.
"A laugh, a joke, and another laugh."
Rifle Club, "Polly of the Circus."
"He will probably grow up some day."
H99 44f100fn pure."
Gym Exhibition, A Capella Choir, May
Festival, Mixed Chorus, Don Alonso's
"We seldom repent talking too little."
MUSKEGON, MICHIGAN 1
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"Good to the last drop,"
Girl Reserves, Commercial Club, Gym
Exhibition, Basketball, Hockey, Quota-
"Not to be underestimated."
Quotations Committee, 3rd team Football
'32, 2nd team Basketball '32,
"There's always time for mischief!
Girls Band, Band Concert, Commercial
Club Secretary, Student Council, Gym
Exhibition, Girl Reserves, Quotations
"His only labor was to kill time,"
"The whole world loves a pretty smile!
Basketball, Track, Baseball, Gym Ex-
hibition, Hockey, "M", G. A. A.
"Branded the devil but fit for the gods."
House of Representatives Clerk, Student
Council, Executive member of Booster
Club, Res Mundi, Senior Reception Com-
mittee, Intramural Baseball, Old Grad's
Day Committee, Class Will Committee.
"Sensible ?fsometimes E"
Intramural Basketball, Intramural Base-
ball, Gym Exhibition, Rifle Club.
Band, Band Concert, Glee Club, Lelawala,
Don Alonso's Treasure, G. A. A., Class
Basketball, Class Baseball, Hockey, Track,
Gym Exhibition, C0mm'l Club vice-presi-
dent, Girl Reserves, Play Day.
18 SAID AND DONE
, Y ,,., X
"Great let me call him, for he conquered me."
Booster Club, Senior Reception Commit-
tee, 'APo1ly of the Circus," Carmenta,
Quotations Committee, 11A and 12B Class
"Very conscientious and trustworthy, and has
made everyone his friend."
Intramural Basketball, Intramural Base-
ball, Student Council, Booster Club, Said
and Done, Quotations Committee, Senior
DE LONG, CATHERINE
"Hard to beat." V
Girl Reserves, Commercial Club, Gym EX-
hibition, Clara Barton, Music Festival,
DE MURO, ROBERT
"Arguments hot to the close."
12A Class President, Said and Done,
Booster Club, Chemistry Club, Res Mundi,
Student Council, Senior Reception Com-
mittee, Intramural Baseball, Intramural
Basketball ,33, Debate '33, House of Rep-
resentatives, Michigan Peace Conference
"There is no voice more worthy than my own."
Booster Club Executive Committee, Old
Grad's Day Committee, Student Council,
Intramural Baseball, Class Prophecy
DE YOUNG, LILA
Girl Reserves, Spanish Club, Prophecy
"A smile f-or all, a welcome glad, a genial,
coaxing way she had."
Gym Exhibition, Said and Done, Activi-
"The glory of the gods was in his hair."
Intramural Basketball '34,
MUSKEGON, MICHIGAN 19
"Each mind has its own c'l1zmnel."
"The cream of the crop."
"To be gentle is the test of a lady."
"IL is the mind that make the man."
"It, speaks for itself."
Booster Club Executive Committee,
Senate, G. A. A., Old Grad's Day Com-
mittee, Class Will Chairman, Class Hoc-
key and Basketball, Res Mundi.
Commercial Club, Girl Reserves, Clara
Barton Club, Gym Exhibition.
"His hearty laugh announces his presence."
Masque, Booster Club, Said and Done,
Senior Play Stage Crew, Senior Reception
Committee, Stamp Club, Senior Banquet
Committee, Student Council.
"I have my own ideas on that subject."
20 SAID AND D ONE
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"He can smile and smile and still be a villain."
"Good things come in small packagesf'
Girl Reserves, Spanish Club.
"Repower with sealed power."
lst and 2nd Team Football, Intramural
"His height gives him an advantage n-at to be
"Some find life fair, some find it hooey, most
people care, but we don't, do we?"
Track, Baseball, Gym Exhibition, Com-
"Her voice was ever soft."
Girl's Glee Club, Don Alonso's Treasure,
Mixed Chorus, May Festival, Gym Ex-
hibition, Res Mundi, Beaux Arts.
MUSKEGON, MICHIGAN 21
"She hath a natural, wise simplicity and a
Girl Reserves, Commercial Club, Gym Ex-
hibition, Activities Committee.
"He stoops to nothing but the door."
Band, Drum Major, West Shore Music
Festival, A Capella, Band Concert, Gym
"Just a boy with a man's character."
Class Will Committee.
"A sincere, go-od, friendly girl who is evei
Girl Reserves, Commercial Club, Activi--
"After I've named the man, I need say no more."
"M" Club, Track, Campus Frolic, Gym
Exhibition, "Polly of the Circus," 3rd
Team Football, 2nd Team Football, Tem-
ple Cup Meet.
MC GOWEN, FRANKLIN
"The best of men have ever loved repose."
"That 'June flavor' always."
Senate, Treasurer, President, Debate,
Masque, 11A Class President, Senior Play,
"Polly of the Circus," Chairman of Public-
ity Committee of "The Swan" and "The
Jade God," Said and Done Humor Editor,
Gym Exhibition, G. A. A., Baseball,
Basketball, Senior Reception, Banquet
"A dandy fellow, but so bashful that we rarely
hear much from him."
22 SAIDIAND DONE
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"She hath eyes for one alone."
G. A. A., Girl Reserves.
"Always in season."
Carmenta, Masque, "The Jade God,"
"Polly of the Circus," "The Swan," Res
Mundi, Gym Exhibition.
"His very footsteps are musical."
Band '32, '33,"34, Band Concerts, Orches-
tra '32, '33, '34, West Shore Music Festi-
val, Boys Glee Club, A Capella, Mixed
Chorus, "Lelawala," Gym Exhibition, In-
tramural Baseball '34,
Football, Basketball, Track, Intramural
Baseball, Temple Cup Meet, Gym Exhibi-
tion, Hi-Y Sergeant-at-Arms, Secretary
of 12B Class, Spanish Club, Picture Com-
"Kind to everything it touches."
"T-so tired to play?"
First Team Football, 2nd Team Football
2nd Team Basketball, Intramural Basket-
ball, Intramural Baseball.
"Short and snappy."
PURDY, RUTH '
"lJil,1111l11g sunbeams in her hair."
Booster Clubg Old Grad's Day Chairman
Masque, "Jade God", "Polly of the Cir-
cus" Property Committees, Picture Com-
mittee Chairman, Gym Exhibition, G. A
A., Said and Done News Editor, Senate,
NIIIS K,E G-O N
"Side partner of sports."
Intramural Baseball, Manager of Foot-
ball, Baseball, Track, "M" Club, Gym
"Guaranteed against all service expense."
11A Class Secretary, 12B Class President,
Student Council President, Class Will
"A sparkle of mirth and good fellowship."
Commercial Club, Gym Exhibition, Class
"The tigen in the house."
Captain Intramural Baseball '33, Intra-
mural Baseball Champion '34, Football
"R" '33, '34, "M" Club, Masque.
"Fd rather study books than women."
Model Aero Club, Student Council, 12A
"There is no substitute."
Carmenta, Glee Club, Res Mundi, Booster
Club, 12A Class Secretary.
"You cant hold anything against him if he
doesnft say anything."
"A cheerful life is what the muses love."
G. A. A., Girl Reserves, Gym Exhibition,
May Festival, Operetta '33,
"Quiet in appearance with motives unknown."
"Please do not disturb."
Gym Exhibition, Football, Basketball,
Baseball, Intramural Basketball.
"A kiss, a frock, a rhyme, I didu't say they
feed my heart, but still they pass the time."
G. A. A., Gym Exhibition, Hockey, Class
Res Mundi, Spanish Club, Girl Reserves,
Jewelry Club, Senior Banquet Committee,
"May I ask a question, please?"
"Willing to study when nothing else offers
G. A. A., Commercial Club, Gym EXh1b1
tion, Basketball, Baseball.
"Free his handAand you free his mind
Said and Done Art Editor.
"A musical instrument of q
' "Zc:i1ous, yet modest."
Commercial Club, Gym Exhibition.
"Why study? 'l'hc niort wc study, the more
there is to forget."
"I ani at woman: what I think, I must speak."
Senate, G. A. A., Gym Exhibition, Sen-
ior Reception Committee, Announcements
"Jesters do oft prove pmplictsf'
Student Council, Class History Commit-
tee, Band, House of Representatives, Min-
strel, Gym Exhibition.
"I wonder if I can get by."
Gym Exhibition, Hockey.
"A mouse and Henrietta have much in com-
Gym Exhibition, Track, Commercial Club
"Mistress of herself, though China fall."
G. A. A., Gym Exhibition, Senate, Masque
Booster Club, Senior Reception Commit-
tee Chairman, Senior Assembly Commit-
WEERSTRA, KLARE ELAINE
"Silence is sweeter than speech."
26 SAID AND DONE
Said and Done Editor-in-Chief '34, Humor
Editor 33, News Editor '34, Senate
President, Secretary, Booster Club Execu:
tive Committee, Old Grad's Dance, Stue
dent Council, G. A. A.
Graduating, but no pictures shown.
"He's quiet, but we all know 'Still waters
"She could think and ne'er disclose her mind."
"It would talkg Lord how it talked!"
Marie Somzega, '35
They say that a true love can never die.
On this my soul has feasted as the days
But now I hunger, .
Long have I waited for this returning,
My soul within me bursting, yearning
For her love,
But upon this great eventful meeting,
So cold and haughty was the greeting
that she gave
'I'hat now I walk the streets of evening,
I alone with all my pondering
Of My Love.
Never again can my heart be merry,
For memories of her, My Love, will
tarry till the end.
WALLACE l'VooDRow, '35
lim saving to be a millionaire
lfVith loads of money everywhere,
I'm saving nickels, dimes, and dollars,
Illll saving 'till my tullllhy hollers.
l'll buy me guns and boats and fish
l'll make the trout and rabbits hunt
I'll sail from here to New Orleans
l've done it already-in my dreams.
i'll buy me lots and lots of things
,-End say "to heck with wedding ringsf'
l'll be a rich guy yet, some day,
I've got the secret, I know the way.
Today I got my first big start,
I found a nickel in front ofthe
I'd rather play my violin
And fiddle through the day,
Then worry on incoming ships
And make my hair turn gray.
There is always a tie between father
and son, but the son always wears it.
Some books are to be tasted,
others to be swallowed, and some few
to be chewed and digested, that is,
some books are to be read only in
parts, others to be read, but not cur-
iouslyg and some few to be read wholly,
and with diligence and attention.
A Swedish statistical society has cal-
tulated that, including losses from rev-
olution, famine, and pestilence, the
Great War deprived the world of no
fewer than 4o,ooo,ooo lives.
RICHARD - FREYE -319-
In the deep, damp gloom of a thick
and wild stretch of hemlocks, the old
Frenclnnan had built his shantyg I say
'fold Frenchman" because his wind
tanned, leathery hide, seasoned by
many years of exposure to the ele-
ments, and steeped in the wood smoke
of innumerable campfires, was tell-
tale evidence of a long life spent in the
wilds. I can see him yet, pipe in hand,
sitting in his tilted back chair by the
door of his shanty puffing his pipe
methodically and blowinsf the dark
blue smoke in heavy wreaths about his
head, smoke which was lost in the en-
circling 'doom of the hemlocks.
His shanty was 'built of slabs from
an old saw mill dock. The interior
was dark, almost gloomy, and smelled
as though musty with age, for never rt
ray of sunlight seemed to break
through the barrier of hemlock boughs
overhead. A spring some distante
away furnished water for drinking and
cooking in summer, while snow answer-
ed the purpose in winter.
In the summer he lived on berries,
fish, and such woods pastries as flap--
iacks and sour-dough biscuits. No
doubt such delicacies as mushrooms,
water cress, herbs, and in the fall, nuts
and wild honey, tended to break the
monotony of his diet, for he seemed
to possess some intricate knowledge of
nature that he did not disclose to those
who met him. He never hunted and
he never trapped though the woods
abounded in game, and he always
seemed glad to receive the muskrat
carcasses tl1at I offered him, and he
converted into quite palatable food.
To me he was somewhat of a mys-
tery, for he was never quite open and
frank, and he always spoke with an
air of reserve that seemed to shade but
not entirely conceal the shadowy haze
that was lns past lile. As I have be-
fore remarked, he never went hunt-
ing, but hanging on two pegs just
above the door was an ol'd"'Sperfeer,
well oiled and sleek, which showed
that it was well cared for. YVhy the
old man kept such a gun, and ao-
parently kept it ready for instant use,
was sometlnng that I constantly won-
dered on. Was the old man afraid?
lf so, of what? Ifor certainly no timid
man who would WVZIIIK to be within
reach of a loaded gun at all times.
would voluntarily live in such a lonely
The next time my business took me
near the Frenchmanls shack, I stopped
in to have a chat with him. I had
brought him some salt, flour, and lard,
as he had requested me to do on my
previous visit, and as I set the things
on the shelf that was reserved for such
purposes, he silently paid me for them
in silver. As we talked about this and
that, I referred to the old time "smoke
wagonl' that hung above the door and
asked him if he ever intended to hunt
bulfaloes. Before he could answer or
perceive my intentions, I removed the
rifle from the pegs and carefully draw-
ing back its hammer to safety, I flick-
ed open the breech. Out snapped the
long brass cartridge and did a tail spin
to the floor. I stooped, picked it up,
and glanced at its owner. His face still
registered the last faint trace of alarm
and his wide staring eyes were rapidly
changing to pin points of fire. Then,
with a careless gesture he regained his
self-control and told me the gun was
an old keep-sake and that if I cared
for it, I might take it along. The rest
of the visit was of little importance, I
told him of the important news of the
last two weeks, and he in turn in-
28 SAID AND DONE
formed me that he had located a bee
tree, and that if I wished I could help
him cut it. I did a week later and we
got nearly forty pounds of honey which
we split fifty-fifty.
The next time I met him was nearly
three weeks after we had cut the bee
tree, and it was indeed a memorable
occasion as you shall soon see. On the
day that we had cut the tree he had
given me a list of supplies that he
wanted me to bring him the next time
I came by. Included in this list was
the request that I bring him some
writing materials. NVhen I left the
supplies, mostly grub, at his shack he
was I1Ot there, so I left them on the
table and went on.
I stopped in on my way back, ex-
pecting that perhaps he had a letter for
me to mail for him. I opened the door
without knocking and stepped inside.
He was seated at the half-cleared table,
a lamp throwing its sickly light over
the paper and making fantastic sha-
dows on the wall. So deeply absorbed
in his writing was he, that he didn't
bother to raise his head, but nodded to
me sort of abstractedly. I took a seat
in silence and stared at the lamp while
all the while he scratched away with
his pen, until the paper was Hlled,
then sat staring at the lamp in pro-
He was the first to break the silence.
"You know, jack, its an awful thing
for an old man like me to have to live
alone like this, never seeing anyone,
never hearing from homef' He paused
a moment and then went on, "Thirty
years ago I was as carefree a lumber
jack as ever birled a log. I was a
champion then, and a wicked man in
a iight." He paused a moment to park
some rough cut into the blackened
bowl of his corn cob. Holding it in-
verted over the lamp, he puffed until
the tobacco glowed, then he resumed
his talk. 'iLife as a shanty boy was hne
as long as the timber lasted, but when
the last big companies pulled stakes
from the upper peninsula I went back
to Montreal. Later I Hshed on the
He stopped and stared silently at
the floor. The fire was nearly out, so
I got up and threw in some more
wood. The spell was broken. During
the rest of the evening l could not get
him to talk on the subject, although
he talked freely enough on other sub-
jects. It was late in February when I
again caught him in a reminiscent
HCertainly a man of your experience
must have some interesting stories to
telljl I said. "Did you ever "drive"
the Muskegon or the Saginaw?"
'KX'Vell,y' he replied slowly, "I couldnit
tell you much of my past life, because
nothing much happened
but there is a story that I could tell
about two Frenchmen on the "banks"
that might interest you.
"Their names, as I
lfabian Laveque andw-. The two of
them were part owners in the Canadian
Queen, a small fishing boat of about
I5 ton. lt was in the middle of Octo-
ber, a heavy fog was rolling in off the
"banks,I' and the small vessel was hove-
to off the coast of Newfoundland wait-
ing for the fog to lift so that they
could continue to St. Johns, where
the vessel was to be laid up for the
winter. The riding lights had been
lighted, and the two men sat in the
narrow cabin playing chess. The game
lost its interest however, because the
long swells that swept in from the
north Atlantic caused the boat to pitch
to a degree that scattered the chess
men across the Hoor too often to be
tolerated. The fog failed to lift, and
the time began to hang heavily on the
two n1en's hands. Finally Laveque
thought of the pair of rapiers that had
been the property of his father, and
now reposed in the locker that he was
sitting on. He brought them forth and
they cleared the table and lighted the
battered old copper ship's lantern and
hung it from a beam over the center
of the table, which was fastened secure-
ly to the floor and could not be moved.
Stripped to the waist they took their
stand, one on each side of the table
and carefully gripped their weapons
and eyed each other, calculating each
other's moves and how to counter-act
them. fUnderst,and, now, this was
only a means of relieving the
monotony of the long waiting, and
neither man intended to hurt the
Then the light began, thrust and
parry and thrust again! The stender
blades crossed and recrossed, struck
fire at every blow. The heavy breath-
ing of the two men, the shuflie of the
sea boots upon the cabin floor, combin-
cd with the clash of their blades to pro-
duce an air of tense expectancy. The
sickly yellow light from the lantern
added a still more awe inspiring touch
to the scene, for their shadows danced
like devils on the walls behind them,
eager to direct a fatal thrust! And then
it happened! Even as the two men
were about to call it a draw and com-
mend each other on his ability, the
vessel pitched violently on its beams
ends, Hinging--backward against the
cabin wall and throwing Laveque for-
ward against the table. --dropped his
guard as he strove frantically to catch
his balance and I,aveque's blade pin-
ned him to the wall. Slowly his hngers
released their hold on the blade and
it clattered to the floor, while with his
other hand he strove to free himself.
Frantically, desperately, his fingers
clawed the steel, then falteringly they
fell to his side. --fell across the table
It was not true! no, no! --could
not be dead! XfVhy one moment before
he had stood across the table, smiling
confidently and returning every thrust
quick as a wink, but now he lay mo-
tionless and limp across the ta'ble,
blood slowly seeping from beneath his
chest and spilling to the Hoor with
every motion of the ship. XVhat could
he do, what would the authorities
think? Fabian Laveque cast one more
glance at his prostrate companion and
then fled on deck.
The air was cool and fresh, the fog
was lifting, and here and there a star
showed through the haze. The cool
damp air smote him in the face and
cleared his brain and he began to
think of the near future. Surely he
could not proceed to St. johns, for
they would hang him as high as a kite
as soon as the body was found. He
could not arrive there alone, for how
could he explain the absence of his
companion and the blood stains in the
cabin? These thoughts and many more
ran through Fabian I,aveque's mind
before he finally selected the plan that
he would Put into execution. No
sooner did he have this plan definitely
in mind than he set out to fulfill it.
After raising the sail and extinguish-
ing the riding lights, he crouched by
the wheel in a IIHHCC, striving to probe
the dim future, to lay his plans once
he reached land, and to devise some
means of eluding the police who would
surely pick up his trail. Never during
the rest of the trip did he leave the
wheel. Never did he glance again into
the cabin to see the fearful corpse
across the table."
Pausing in the story long enough to
turn the wick up and knock the ashes
out of his pipe, he continued, packing
fresh tobacco into the blackened bowl
of his pipe with a horny thumb as he
"Fabian Laveque abandoned the
ship on the Canadian mainland and
fled. He has never been heard of since.
He has lived in exile when he might
have prospered in peace. Look at this."
He thrust a newspaper clipping in my
face. One that had been torn from a
paper I had brought him recently. The
article briefly stated that a Frenchman,
had recently died, and that another
Frenchman, Fabian Laveque, had years
before wounded him in a duel and left
him for dead. A long and earnest
search had followed, but Laveque had
never been found. It was believed
that Laveque had died of exposure
and starvation in the wilderness short-
ly after the deed and for that reason
had never been found.
All this I read rapidly, then ex-
claimed "YVhy this is about the same
man that you were telling about,
Laveque never really killed --then
"No," my host replied," but he never
knew until now, and as he lived his
30 SAID AND DONE
life accordingly, it was this newspaper
clipping that brought the affair to my
The real meaning of his story never
entered my mind until a week later
when I visited his shack I found it in
ashes. New fallen snow had blanketed
the scene with a serene whiteness that
hid at least partially the twisted steel
and charred timbers that marked the
spot. At first I believed the hre was
accidental and wondered why I had
not heard of it before, but the old
spencer rifle leaning against a hemlock
soon told"'the' t'aleL On a paper folded
and placed beneath the hammer of the
gun were these words.
'iFabian Laveque has gone home."
From where the rifle stood a faint
snow shoe trail led north. Straight as
the trail of a fox the faint depression
led towards the home of Fabian
STRANGER OF TI-IE FOG
YVhy dost thou sally forth this even'
Under the veil of heavy atmosphere?
YVhy dost thou loom before me,
Here in the gloom ignore me,
Then in the thick'ning shadows dis-
Wlhere hast thou gone this lonely even'
VVrapt in thy cloak of black and
YVhy shouldst thou so elude me,
Lay bare my soul, denude me,
Hang o'er my heart this cloud of
Andrew Hieftje, '35
There was a gaiety of heart
In every lilted word,
And graceful music made a part
Of ecstacy unheard.
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QNot in the manner of Lamb?
VVho was the famous-or was he
famous?-English-or was he Ameri-
can?-writer who once said that if one
is to write an essay that will stand the
test of time one should choose a sub-
ject closest to one's heart? XVell, any
way it makes no matter who said it
since it is the idea expressed in which
I am interested, for the other evening
alter an hour of steady gnawing on my
already pulpy pen, with a few mean-
ingless remarks on the white, lined
paper before me, I was struck with
the idea and promptly proceeded ink-
ily to rave in my rambling fashion on
the subject of which I am most fond-
In a rather conservative estimate I
might venture to state at the outset
that in my own opinion, which I gen-
erally concede to be quite good, I
am a rather nice person. Mind now,
there is no note of conceit in this
statementg rather I say it with the
noble intentions of putting myself and
my readers on an equal footing before
I go off a deep end.
Long before I ever was, my mother-
to-be dreamed of having a future presi-
dent for her child, not a new idea at
that, but even at this early pre-age I
made two definite mistakes, which soon
placed me in that unfortunate group
of human beings often indelicately
termed as off-springs. The Hrst mis-
take occurred in my being a girl, the
second in my being at all.
The years of my existence from one
to four are rather vague for the most
part, but from what I gather from
hearsay, I was a squally, toe-biting en-
fant terrible, so I shan't elaborate on
MUSKEGON, MICHIGAN 31
those years. It really doesn't matter
though since the years following were
the ones in which my character was
From snapshots and personal recol-
lections I can quite accurately depict
mysell' as the following:
.X comically rotund little figure with
straight, mud-colored hair, cut in the
popular "Dutch bob" of tlte Colleen
Moore Iira, a slightly too retroussee
organ ol' smell fthe result of an un-
expectedly violent collision with the
lioorj, an inconceivable passion lor
spitting fugly wordlj at passersby, a
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"I fed mq little cousin Jimvntu
Angle worms on Toesciaqs
cute little trick of seeing lions while
Ulll on my daily walk and a philosophy
ol' lile which included going to Sunday
School regularly every Sunday with
live pennies for the heathen so God
wouldn't be mad when I fed my little
cousin Jimmie angleworms on Tues-
XVhen I attained the maturity of
eleven solemn years the "cute little
trick ol' seeing lions" had developed
into the marvelous feat of proving to
certain gullible youngsters my indenti-
ty as a relation to kings and queens.
'l'hat, I believe, sums up quite nicely
my scarlet past, so on to the larva stage
ol' my career.
'I'o summarize my character as it
i-3 at present is not difficult. In a few
words, I am an animated piece of pouf,
with variations, quite a distinguished
description, bitt quite sans distinction,
I assure you. It was not long ago I
received a rude awakening to that fact.
Quite by accident I overheard a coa-
iersation concerning mysell' and gath-
ered that my main asset, was in biting
away with murder." I
this world ol' survival ol'
able to "get
the littest, it would seem I had some
chance. On second thought it occured
to me that Dillinger had 'tgotten away
with murder," in a manner ol' speak-
ing, and where did it get him?
lt might be wise to insert at this
point a subtle insinuation to thc
ellect that I am still a rather nice
young lady, just in case my personality
may have been undermined somewhat.
Proof of a mathematical initrd can
be found even in some ol' my earlier
exploits: one in particular, I recall,
when I pursuaded all the young in-
nocents of the neighborhood to enter
partnership with me in selling wild
llowers. Our irate mothers learned
of our business venture and promptly
put the parental foot of disapproval
on the whole affair, thus ellectively
murdering a flourishing business, but
not before we had gleaned l'orty-three
cents Qof which I claimed thirty-hvej
from unsuspecting customers.
My honesty has never been doubted.
but I suspect that it.'s not because no
one ever wanted to.
As to qualities of leadership, poise,
and social abilities, well, I'm an ex-
cellent leader, bitt no one ever agrees
with my point of view so I never have
any followersg I have an abundance of
poise, but in my excitement at being
in the presence of other people, I lose
it: and social abilities just weren'r
added to my "extra curricular list.
I have one pet word which I apply
to anything I don't like or don't under-
stand. That word is "stupid", and if
said with the right inflection implies
no end of things, quite in keeping with
The fitting and proper thing to do
now is to draw this piece of literary
creation to a sudden, sweet end, so.
contrary to my usual custom I shall
do so, but not, however, before I make
my last stand. I still think I'm rather
a nice person.
32 SAID AND DONE
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BY 't am PICAEMQ
I hope to finish with this semesters
graduating class, and already I am
feeling blue, because I have to leave
the school. I suppose I could deliber-
ately fiunk a class or two, but that
would be a disgrace to the family
name, and after all graduating is part
of the school activities.
The reason I am blue is that I will
be lost, when I cannot get up every
morning at seven o'clock, and hear
mother calling me, and washing, dress-
ing, and eating in a hurry, so as to be
to school on time. I will miss the brisk
walk to school every morning, and
that game, of guessing thet tempera-
ture as we walked past a certain gas
station on our way to school. I know
I will miss the fruits and flowers we
used to borrow from the residents of
a certain street in Muskegon. And in
the winter time I will probably lose
the art of throwing snow balls. QI was
considered one of the best shots in our
I will miss the day dreaming, the
longing to be outdoors, the familiar
noise in the halls, trying to bluff the
teachers, the thrill of skipping a class
or probably one whole day fthat is
one of my favoritesj. The assemblies,
snake dances, school parties, and whist-
ling in the hall, will be a thing of
But I believe what I will miss most
is the friendships, and the easy way
one can meet or become acquainted
with other students while in school.
By experience I know those outside of
school are not so friendly.
I will miss the athletics, baseball,
basketball, and football. One can al-
ways play these games out of school,
but there is something missing, I can-
not name it definitely, but anyone who
has taken part in school athletics can
sense it. The friendly railing and
spirit is gone.
lfrom what I hear from teachers,
parents, and principals, the outside
world is still more interesting and dif-
ficult, and graduating will give me my
chance at it. .-Xlthough I will long for
high school days again, they will be a
thing of the past, and since one can-
not go back and do it over, I will have
to be content with just memories.
The gold that gilds the world at end
Mellows with imperishable power, the
hardness of a heart,
The molten shafts that drop below,
beckon to quiet play,
And gives me in my lowly state, a re-
newed, happy start.
That ethereal peace that hides the
world at eventide,
Bears on spiritual wings my peaceful
.-Xnd seeks all my terrestrial cares to
And screens from me the inevitable
The brooks darkened by the dye stufis
ol' the skies,
Lose their playful mood, and slip slow-
ly down the mountain side.
Long, lavender shadows fling them-
selves along the rise,
.-Xnd the lonely pine raises its somber
The wanderer to guide.
Darkness like a pall, settles o'er the
earth at shadow time,
The moon, a plated halo, silently
The velvety darkness is truly a sign
That over all, reigns love.
Paul Valk, x35
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lf you will listen, I will tell you of
a strange happening in my life which
changed the lives of many people. I
live near a cemetery, and one night as
I was walking by it on my way home,
l beheld quite a commotion. Tomb-
stones were being thrown around by
ghosts. At first when I saw them, my
hair stood straight up and down, my
teeth chartered, and my knees knocked
in spite of all I could do. YVhcn I saw,
however, that they were not interested
in me, I approached a ghost that was
watching the scene with the greatest
talm and asked him if he knew what
it was all about. At first he was very
reserved and close mouthed about it,
as spooks are supposed to be, but, after
a while my persuasive powers acted as
a can opener, and I got all the facts.
"It, is this way-','l the spook explained,
"all the spooks are having a strike be-
cause they are not getting enough
wages for spooking. They also claim
that the N.R.A. code for spooking is
being violated. They are striking for
less hours and more wages. The em-
ployers, however, cannot pay more
wages because they haven't the money.
So you see how it is, the spooks will
not haunt unless they get more wages,
and the employer spooks canlt pay
more wages. Unless we get outside aid,
spooking will stop." By this time tomb-
stones were being flung in our direc-
tion and as I warded ofl a small stone,
l thought how very much safer it
would be for me to put distance be-
tween me and the ghosts, so I 'ftook
it on the lam" for home.
The next morning everything was
bright and clear. I thought of the hap-
pemngs of the night before, and I de-
rided to go and see how the cemetery
had stood the commotion. X'Vhen f
arrived, lo and behold, every tomb-
stone was in its right place and, but
for the bruise on my arm, I would
have thought that it was all a dream.
.Ks to the outcome of the strike, I do
not think they got outside aid because
it is very seldom that you hear of a
person being haunted nowadays.
GORDON VANYVYK, '36
"A barrier of boards or of another
material, usually turning on hinges or
sliding, by which an entranceway to
a house or an apartment is either open-
ed or closed" is a door according to
XVebster. But let's think of doors in
the sense of being more than im-
There never is a depression among
doorsg they are always employed and
busy. Open, shut, a little ajar, their
position changes over and over during
a day. Their field of Work is not over-
crowded, but there are enough doors
to go around, very few being unused.
Think how many belong to their line
of work. There are about twenty-five
of them in our house alone, and multi-
plying this by the number of homes in
.-Xmerica, your total is a very large
Doors make many acquaintances,
and many are the types of people for
whom they open, especially those doors
employed in public buildings. They
see many kinds of faces during the
routine of their monotonous duty, and
there is often a change in a face bc-
tween the time it enters and the time
it leaves. For instance, one door down-
town saw a young man enter, full of
enthusiasm, expecting to put the fin-
ishing touches to a deal that if put
over, would promote him a few notches
in his company: but he left, downcast
and defeated by the change of mind
of his customer. The door in the em-
ployment bureau sees many disap-
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pointed faces, but it is often cheered
by the happy smile on the face of a
man receiving a job.
Sometimes people are too aloof to
open their own doors, but must have
liveried doormen to open them. Often-
tinies their faces are slapped when hur-
rying persons unconsiderately slam
them. But yet through all their treat-
ment, they uncomplainingly serve their
purpose and their ungrateful employ-
WVe all have different toned voices,
and so do doors. I can usually tell by
the sound which door in the house
is being closed. You can also soon
learn to distinguish between the sound
of your own back-door and that of
either of your neighbors. just as some
people have high-pitched voices, while
others have low, just so some doors
slam with a high-pitched ringing tone
while others close with a dull thud.
And besides doors offer you their
services when you employ them. They
keep out the cold, bad weather, flies,
and protect you and your property
from any prowling strangers. Thus
they are employed much as real em-
ployees, and they have beheld interest-
ing experiences about which they could
JACK NEWMAN, '36
He's got a nook that's just the place
for rainy days and "blue interludes",
Treasure Trove of souvenirs, located
in a friendly dresser drawer in his own
Itls not a pretentious article of furn-
iture, nor is it situated in the heart
of a palatial mansion. In fact, it's a
very ordinary chiffonier, but in its
ample 'bosom it clutches a myriad of
memories dear to his boyish heart. To
each souvenir clings an indelible
I-Iere each article nestles in its pro-
per place. In a fancy red and black
box, that was originally intended to
hold a Christmas belt, are multifarious
odds and ends. Golf tees, the pile of
springs, gears, and crystals that once
were two watches fprice 99c eachj, a
"Me YfVhoosis for Governor" pin, and
a host of empty, dull-copper, shells
gathered from the "Alibi C-un Club".
In a significant position atop a stack
of books, perches a dime copy of "Try
and Trust" by the modern Ben Frank-
lin, Horatio Alger, junior. Inside the
cheap front cover, on the reverse side
of a P. T. A. notice, is the priceless
autograph of Harold Gatty, written
in the back wash from the propeller
of the globe-girdling IfVinnie Mae.
A pink ticket stub draws the eye to
a dusty corner. On the stub is print-
ed, "University vs. State College, Oct-
ober 31, 1925'l. The ladls brows fur-
row as he tries to recall the game.
Then with a reminiscent grin the scene
returns from the dim, dark past.
just an urchin of seven he was being
jostled by a cruel crowd as he tried to
find a loophole through which to slip
and see the big game. Then his fairy
godfather appeared in the form of a
fat, red-nosed millionaire attired in
gray spats, who shoved this ticket into
his arctic fist, and said, "Co see the
The smile broadened as he remem-
bered how he sat on the hfty yard line
amid the state's "big-shots", a simple
flower of white among a luxurious
garden of orchids.
Other flotsam and jetsatn, floating
about in the drawer: the picture of :1
sun-tanned cowboy, given him by his
artist-aunt, at the age of four, a pair
of Y'VooIworth goggles with the glass
missing from one eye pieceg a page of
Morse Code, torn from a Boy Scout
handbook, and a newspaper clipping,
relating how he had broken a leg while
sliding the day before Christmas.
. . . . . . that is Treasure Trove,
where ghosts of the past remain to
sweep the cobwebs from his memories.
MUSKEGON, MICHIGAN 35
SAID AND DON E, THE CAMPUS MAGAZINE
Published Monthly By The Senior High School Students
ALOUHA YOUNG, EDITOR-IN-CHIEF
AS NVE GO
'Ill18I'C come a time in every 111an's
life WVIISII he 11111st quit l1is present sur-
roundings and venture f0I'lIl into a
new e11viro11n1e11t. I say IIIUSK, for if
man failed to seek IICYV SLl1'1'OLll1ClII'1gS,
new visio11s, new ideals, civilization
would beco111e static and deteriorate
liltllll tl1e dynamic force tl1at it is to a
stagnant Zlllll congealed 1112185 of dark-
lt is very palpable, tl1en, tl1at in a
111utable civilization 1112111 cannot re-
main fixed i11 o11e set of surroundings.
And so we of tl1e graduating class of
lfebruary, 1935, 11111st face tl1e inexor-
able facts, a11d IIIIISL co11sole ourselves
as btst we ca11 with last lovi11g glances
at halls and I'0O1l1S to wl1icl1 we have
become endeared, and with fond fare-
wells to friends to wl1on1 we have be-
conie endeared IIl1'0Llgll proximity and
compatibility of daily relations and
Many of you under-graduates-nz1,
all ol' you-read tl1is with a s111ile or a
grin and a mental Qand even oralj
iiiterjection of Uapplesaucef' I say
tl1is because I know that you, who have
not reached tl1e poi11t where you 111t1st
leave tl1e school, cannot really be n1ov-
cd by tl1e emotions which we
'l'rue, there are some of you who have
a faint idea tl1at it will be some small
loss to you to IIZIVC to give up your
daily contacts with school friends. But
u11til you reacl1 that stage where you
must muse seriously upo11 tl1e idea of
giving these daily contacts, for all time,
you cannot truly and lucidly realize
tl1e position tl1e spirit of tl1e school in
your heart and mind.
Now, l know that you who read
this consider me a sentimental fool for
writing in this manner. How-.doll
know? Because I l1ave bee11 in tl1e
s:1111e IJOSIIIOII tl1at you 11ow occupy.
l IIIIVC read articles of this type and
IllCl1lC by graduates of tl1is school, and
I have reacted in tl1e SZIIIIC IIIZIIIIICI' tl1at
you 11ow do. But 11ow I ad111it that I
was wro11g. And you, too, will some
to Zltllllll tl1at you erred in calling
such thoughts as I am writing mere
There is another reason wl1y you
wl1o are under-graduates do not feel
tl1e way we do upo11 tl1is subject. It
seenis IIIZII tl1e custo111 of tl1e English,
Illlll of considering it bad manners and
bad breeding to sl1ow or ad111it l1aving
any se11ti111e11tal e1notio11s, prevails also
in :sxIl1Cl'ICZl, and 11ot only prevails, but
predonrinates rigl1t l1ere i11 this high
school. VVhy do I say this? Ask a11y
graduating boy what l1is feelings are
about ICZlVIllg the school, Zlllll see wl1at
l1e says. Ask any graduating girl. Ni11e
IIIIICS out of LCII tl1e graduating stu-
dent will say, "Boy! Zllll I glad to get
out of here! I was never so happy i11
all n1y life!" "Virescit vul11ere veritasf'
fvllflllll grows in strength fl'0lH the
wounds sl1e receivesj For soinewhere
i11 tl1e seclusion of tl1at graduating
studentls heart is a ti11ge of regret Zlllll
sorrow. Of course, in SOIIIC tl1e sorrow
is ll10l'C felt than i11 otl1ers, for some
l1ave but scratched tl1e surface of tl1e
sthool, wl1ile otl1ers l1ave become
And so we, tl1e se11iors, bid a fond
adieu to you, 0 foster mother. May
your spirit ever permeate tl1e cl1as111s
and recesses of the l1earts of tl1y sons
and daughters. And albeit our
thoughts be lugubrious, thou hast
made our minds salubrious and re-
silient, and have created and develop-
ed within us a mental fortitude which
will enable us to endure the grief of
parting. And thus we find solace in
the lines of Tennyson. "Then came
a change, as all things human changefl
If this little article is as I wish it to
begapocalyptic of my true feelings-
I thank you, O foster mother, for you
have given me that power of expres-
sion which enables me to show my
Before I finish, dear reader, may I
say that, if at times in my writing I
l have become verbose, circumlocutory.
redundant, periphrastical, and pedan-
tic-"fo' give me", reader, "fo' give
mef' And so, "opus operatus est."
tjmy task is hnishedj
Rolland Rice, '35,
Student Council President
DON'T TELL ANYBODY
Have you a secret ambition you're
simply aching to spill to somebody?
If you have--don't. Don't tell a soul
about it! Because no matter what kind
of a project it is, you'll be far more
likely to carry it out if you keep it
strictly under your hat. lt's true, be-
lieve it or not.
To be sure, the idea isn't new. For
years and years wits have wise-cracked
about talkers and doers, and we've all
heard scores of proverbs as: "Cackling
hens lay no eggs," etc., though ITIOSI ot
us have never taken these sayings very
seriously. One of our pet failings is
talking things over with anyone and
everyone we feel might be sympathetic
toward our ambition. And we're con-
tinually being bored by people who
gabble about the wonderful things
they've done, or one of these days are
going to do.
It seems as though the really suc-
cessful are about the only people who
are reluctant to discuss their work.
VVouldn't any reporter you asked tell
you that getting an interview with 9.
truly great personage was nothing short
of a feat? Yes. Yet such people, so dis-
appointingly uncommunicative, are
the ones famed far and wide for their
accomplishments. XVhile our own
plans that we've talked over with
others, all too often come to naught.
Haven't you many times been all
steamed up to do something, and then,
when you told someone, it seemed to
take the wind completely out of your
sails? And though no one really dis-
couraged you, confess, wasn't it harder
to get to work at it after you'd talked
about it a lot? Why?
Because your "steam"--the enthus-
iasim you accumulate by continually
thinking about an idea--furnishes the
motive power for its accomplishment,
Every time you let out your thoughts,
you let out a portion of your steam
too, until it finally dwindles to
But if, instead, you keep that idea
securely locked up, you'1l keep on
thinking about it, your enthusiasm
will pile up and up until it becomes
at force' so powerful that it drives you
into action, making your dream a
After all, the only commendable
reason for talking things over with
anyone, is to get advice. But unless
you happen to be so fortunate as to
have an unusually wise person in
whom to confide, you lose far more
than you gain. The world is full of
people drifting this way and that, be-
cause they try to follow other's advice,
rather than thrash things out for them-
selves. And it isn't necessary at all,
because if you have the brain to get
a good idea, you also have the mental
capacity to work out that plan in its
best possible way.
By thinking things out for yourself,
too, you acquire one of life's most val-
uable assets--self-reliance! Too many
of us are losing that priceless possession
these days because it is so easy to de-
pend on others. This is a pity, be-
cause the biggest thrill anyone can
hope to get out of life, comes from do-
ing something worthwhile on one's
So ride your ambition for all it's
worth, but keep your goal a secret.
JEANNETTE DRIVER, '36
For the past two or three semesters
we have been watching friends and
acquaintances leave with their diplo-
mas. XVe were sorry to see them go.
It seemed to us that they took with
them something that could never be
replaced. Some of them returned for
post-graduate work, but it seemed as
if they had changed. They were still
friendly, but they did not belong to
Now we are graduating. Perhaps
some of the students in Muskegon Sen-
ior High School will miss us. W'e do
not know. IVe are sorry to leave. lVe
have become acquainted with many
students who do not belong to our
class. YVe shall be sorry to leave them
Although we are sorry to go, we
know that we cannot stay. Out in the
world there is something waiting for
each member of our class. Each senior
has a long way to go before he will
arrive at his destination. Some will
arrive early: others will be late.
IVe do not want to stay. YVe are
searching for new adventure. Some-
thing is calling us-something that is
greater than we are. We want to try
our wings. And so we bid farewell to
all whom we have known, for gradua-
tion is farewell.
Beverly M. Westover, ,35
He was a good-natured Irishman,
and was one of a number of men
employed in erecting a new building.
The owner of the building said to him
one day: "Pat, didn't you tell me that
a brother of yours is a lawyer?" "Yis,
sor," replied Pat. "And you a hod
carrier! The goods things of life are
not equally divided, are they?" "No,
sor," said Pat. "Poor fellow! My
brother couldn't do this to save his
INell, well, here it is almost gradua-
tion time! At this point we are won-
dering about a lot of things-for in-
stance if we're going to graduate or
not. IVe also wonder if Muriel Ros-
enberg is as crazy as ever about a cer-
tain blonde tenth grader-but of course
we'd never mention that. Then again
we wonder who won the argument
that Mike Czarniecki and Art Colman
had with each other as to which of
them was the better dancer. Ah, Ah.
me! Life is just one unsolved mystery
Clyde Dephouse C"what, you haven't
heard of Dephouseluj is feeling very
depressed to think he is really going
to graduate. He just can't bear to
leave the old place-he's grown so fond
of it these last few years.
Those malicious little bits of con-
densed nothingness-gossip books- are
in vogue again, and from this source
we learn that Bob Simpson is quite a
handsome chap, that Frannyliischer has
"nice eyes," and that Jimmy Eklund is
a good dancer. IVe learned quite a lot
of other things, too, not a few of which
we can't print here.
YVe hear that Tracy Girdler spends
a good deal of his time now running
down town to catch the North Musi-
kegon bus. Some people might think
it was for the exercise, but the reports
we've hard about Tracy would lead
us to say, "Cherchez la femme."
fXVe've got Miss McNiel's O. K. on
Well, it looks as though there's no
more room, and so there's nothing left
to do but to extend our sympathies to
you for having read this far, and to
say, so long.
P. S. The new password of the
school-"See you in Grand Haven."
Histories make men wiseg poets
wittyg the mathematics subtleg natural
philosophy deepg moral graveg logic
and rhetoric able to contend.
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last broadcast for me, and, if it weren't
for a hard-earned reputation for
callousness, I might shed a few decided-
ly unmanly tears .... Our good friend,
Mr. lNIanning, put aside his dignity at
the Friends ol' Art Circus in the Art
Gallery December 4, to don the guise
ol a barker, ballyhooing to his heart's
content. Paul Nelson and his gang
lllreighton Cook includedj were the
clown band which sounded "like a
dying Ilivver atbout to give its last
wheefef' Tracy Girdler provided some
of the humor, and if you know Tracy,
you know the humour .... IVell,
since Christmas is still in our thoughts,
and stores are busy exchanging gifts,
we might mention what the clubs did:
the Girl Reserves entertained little
children who were not expecting a
the Library Club
gave a basket to a needy family, the
Commercial club exchanged gifts and
sent them to the Children's Home, in
observance of a fast-becoming tradi-
tion, the Journalism class drew names
and exchanged gifts which had to be
made by the donors: Senate gave food,
clothes, and toys to a family, the I,ibr-
ary Club had a potluck supper Dec-
ember 21, Masque gave a party the
eighteenth for 18 kiddies and gave
them the clothes they most needed.
entertainment and refreshments: and
M I C H I G A N QQ
Carmenta played Santa Claus to a
needy family .... I met our editor-
in-chief the lother afternoon, frantical-
ly searching for her hat in waste bas-
kets, in the library, and by lockers.
She looked perfectly bewildered, for.
after all, a hat. is a funny thing to mis-
place, especially when she had her coat
and gloves .... Leave either March
21 or 22 open for the Clee Club oper-
ella, "Rose of the Danube" by Morgan
and Penn. It's a comedy so I bet you'll
all like it .... Muskegon certainly has
a good start in its debating season.
Xlfilliam Morrow, Jack Zuideveld, and
Robert Hoffman won from Grand
Haven and Kalamazoo, with Earl
Schaeffer replacing IVilIiam Morrow
. . . . Did you know that the seat ol
'I'om O'Connor's car caught alire one
ic-cent sixth hour? IVC hear the news
was misinterpreted in some instances,
l-ut we hope it was set aright ....
. . . . The Dramatics class gave some
ol' their excellent one-act plays to the
public to raise money for certain
equipment they need. They have quite
a wide selection of plays now, after
their study of dramas and comedies
, . . . You certainly donlt realile what
beautiful places our bare school rooms
can be made. Perhaps you peeked in
noi on your way home December ii
and saw the beautiful table they were
decorating. It was for a dinner to
be given that evening for Mr. Rogers
and Mr. and Mrs. Irwin, new members
ol' the faculty. It was simply lovely,
but then, you really should have seen
it to know' .... I guess we really en-
ioyed the Jubilee Singers, and Mr.
llrown certainly did have the arm
motions. .Xnd no matter how many
times I was sure he wouldnt he al-
ways did reach those low, low notes
. . . . Our picture show went rather
well after that shaky start, didn't it?
But those keen cars made you sort of
long for one, even that worn-out one.
I-Rnd, although you may boo the Rin-
'!'in-'I'in pictures as just for kids, I
bet you're waiting for the next one
just the same .... IVCII, Ilve ceased
my ramblings for good, so good-by,
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She says she doesnlt love me, but I'll
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Sl1e's a steak worth hghting for.
Then there is the football star who
slowly turned around after each play
so that the reporters would be sure to
see his number.
A doctor told Toni Olsen that she
needed more iron in her system. She
went home and started biting her
Longwinded lecturer: "If I have
talked too long, it's because I haven't
my watch with me, and there's no
clock in this hall."
Voice from audience: "There's a cal-
endar behind you."
Then there was the girl who was so
dumb that she thought the traffic but-
tons held up the outskirts of town.
Frank: "Mother, may we go out
Mrs. Burrows: "Yes, dearsfl
Frank: "And we'll take Johnnie
along, because he's got worms."
Doug. Hamm: I got a bright idea
out of a corner of my brain today.
Miss Bedker: Ah! A stowaway.
Harold Osmick: Hey, barber, give
me a drink of water.
Barber: Is there hair in your mouth?
Harold: No, I want to see if my
Miss Kleaveland: This is the worst
recitation I've had. Perhaps you've
noticed I've done most of it myself.
Miss McKinney: XfVhat happens to
people who are so foolish as to allow
themselves to become run down?
Charlene Mohr: They wind up in a
John Damminga: How's your sister
coming along with her driving?
lid Hasper: YVell, she took a turn
lor the worse last time.
People that live in glass houses
Housekeepers say that if you want
to get a thing well done, just hire a
japanese to beat your Chinese rugs.
Mr. Gilsdorf: I have made a will
leaving my brain to the hospital, and
just got an acknowledgement from the
Mr. Manning: XVere they pleased?
Gilsdorf: They wrote that every lit
tle bit helps.
Father: Some girls are bad, but you
are an exception.
Daughter: Thank you.
Father: Iixceptionally bad.
Glen Heggie: May I marry yotn
Mr. Appel: Y'Vhat is your vocation?
Clenn Heggie: I'm an actor.
Mr. Appel: Then get out before the
Mr. Plummer: Correct the sentence,
"The liquor what the man bought was
Ilan Valk: "The man what bought
the liquor was soon drunk."
"Is the doctor treating her for
"Oh dear, no. She's rich enough to
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Clerk: Vllindow blinds are all shades-
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Mary xVOl'lilIlllI1I YVhere's his sled?
Say Bill, you should pull down the
shades when you kiss your wife. I
saw you last night.
Other party: The joke's on you, Joe
I wasn't home last night.
Tommy returned from school with
a perplexed brow. "yVhat's the mat-
ter, sonny?" asked his father.
"I can't get a certain sum rightf'
returned the boy. "I wish you'd help
me with it, dad."
His father shook his head. "Cant
my boy," he said, "it wouldnit be
"I don't suppose it would," Tommy
replied, "but you might have a try!"
A dear old lady had attended a
health lecture, and stayed behind to
ask the lecturer a question.
"Did I understand you to say," she
asked, "that deep breathing kills
"I certainly did say that many mic-
robes are killed by deep breathing,"
replied the lecturer.
"Then can you tell me, please," she
asked, "how one can teach the microbes
to breathe deeply?"
Teacher: "An anonymous person is
one who does not wish to known--
who's that laughing in tl1e class?"
Voice: "An anonymous person,
Norm ton way to XVashingtonjp
"Porter, bring me another pitcher of
Porter: "Sorry, sir, but if I takes any
moh ice oil that corpse in the baggage
call, it ah'm shuah goin' to spile."
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Algy met a bear
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The bulge was Algy.
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spelled his name right. Pauline
Dear Pauline,-Last night I spent
the evening with the one I love most
in the world. Paul Valk
Gee! Don't you ever get tired of
being by yourself? Pauline
Dear Pauline,-I want to wish you
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to Africa. Ruth Purdy
Thanks loads, Ruthy, and I want
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Dear Pauline,-Do you think genius
can be passed from father to son?
YVell. Danny, some people think
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no children. Pauline
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"Dick", she purred, "would you put
yourself out for men?
"Darling, I'd do anything for you!"
the romantic Risk replied.
"Then do it," she yelped, gazing at
the clock, "It's past midnight and I'm
HO Monsieur John." translated the
French pupil, "Do not go so soon.
Have a cup of tea with me in the din-
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sent home in a carriage.
Donna Bolt: Gee! Must have been
pretty strong tea.
Betty Closz: This piece of lace on my
dress is 50 years old.
Janet Tindall: Oh! it's beautiful.
Did you make it yourself?
Miss XfVood fentering roomj: "Order,
Bill Chrystal Qabsent-mindedlyj: "Egg
You are well dressed when no one
can remember anything you are wear-
"Our new maid is a treasure. She
cleans well, and her cooking is de-
"That's good. How long have you
"She comes tomorrow."
A historical novel is like a bustle,
for it is a fictitious tale based on a
stern reality. -James Rowland
Hollywood Star: "We've had the
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the next will be the thinkiesf'
Her Rival: "Let's hope not, dearieg
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his matter-of-fact wife. And that was
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"What do you know about cows?"
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"I don't know from here, 'cause I
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Little Mae: "Mother, I know why
people laugh up thir sleeves."
Mother: "Why, dear?
Little Mae: "Because that's where
their funny bone is."
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