New London High School - Whaler Yearbook (New London, CT)

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I— BULKELEY NEWS 17 InkfH. FOUND IN BOOKS OF EMINENT SENIORS. Spanish Book : r Have you ever been discouraged, Messed with pain or care. 1 If not, then just try Spanish ’foil'll find your trouble there. bglish Note book : I No word or sentence is found in a paragraph which t ;not bare directly or indirectly on the topic sentence. IBent, to father on roof, “ Hey pa, don’t come down 4e ladder that’s against the other side of the house, look it away. Its been a coal day since you’ve left,” said the g-wood to the cinder. You’re too chipper,” replied the cinder to the haig-wood. bo to blazes,” said the match as it dropped in and ft both. NECESSARY FOR A DECISION. Your honor,’’ said the head of the jury, “ this nan is sueing the accused for $500 for three kegs bsn whiskey.” That’s the situation,” answered the judge, “ It’s • business to decide if the whiskey was worth that “ That’s just it, your honor. Could the jury have j. lple.” IN A TWINKLING. “ I wonder,’’ remarked the youthful astronomer, ‘‘If if you will let me associate you with a star — Venus, pei haps, the star of love. “ Well, no,” thoughtfully remarked the young lad'1 addressed, “ I would rather that you thought of me a Saturn. “Indeed! Why?” ]' “ Oh, well, didn’t you tell me that Saturn has jl ring ? ” i He bought one the following day. ■ — Prof., “ Conjugate that verb.” Lyons, (excitedly to Mac Donald) “ What verb dr he say ? ” i1 Mac Donald, “ Dam ’f I know.” Lyons, “ Dam 'fino, Dam ’finare, Dam ’f---? ” i Mr. C., “Nelson tells me that some nights he is o . pressed by an awful vision before his eyes. Mr. B., “ What makes him take out a homely g, like that anyway ? ’’ ;

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16 BULKELEY NEWS Atltlrtira. ELECTION OF LYONS. The first thing of importance for the stove-leaguers to mull over was the election of football captain for the season of 1921. On January 11th, the “B” men met in Room 2 and chose Leo Lyons as their leader for the coming year. Lyons is as clever a football player as one could wish for and to our way of thinking is bound to be a success. He will have the whole school back of him In his endeavor to pilot the team to the Eastern Connecticut Championship again next year. BASKETBALL. For the first time in many years Bulkeley lias been represented by a basketball team, it was formed soon after the Christmas vaca-lion and practice has been held daily since Ihrough the courtesy of the Y. M. C. A. who [•ave the use of the gymnasium. Due to lack of funds and the lack of a manager, howeve little was done in the line of games. Voc tional was beaten a couple of times, the 101 Co. five administered a couple of beating and Montville also defeated us. Thelatti teams were above our class, however, an they only played us for practice. AlthouJ these results may seem a little discouraging still, some good material was unearthed tlJ can be used next year and, besides, everyoj that played had a good time so the seas! cannot be said to have gone for naught, ] BASEBALL. On February 16th at 10:15, Mr. Town! called the whole school together for the puil pose of electing a baseball manager. HI nominated the following men: Bergeii Crouch, Gipstein, Grant, Jerome, O’Neil Snow and Wadleigh. O’Neil was elected The Joy Spreader Give me the guy who smiles and smiles When everything goes dead wrong ; Give me the guy who always whiles The blue days away with song. The guy of the voice with the smile that wins, Whose answer is soft to wrath, Who rights himself with cheery grins When he stumbles in the path. Yes, give me the guy who smiles, and smiles Then without delay or fuss, Give me an axe with a good mean edge And I’ll murder the tiresome cuss. — Garret Smith. From “ The Conning Tower, ” New York Tribune, ■

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18 BULKELEY NEWS A young Jewish lawyer had just hung out his shingle which read as follows: A. Swindler, Lawyer. A friend, seeing the sign, asked him why his full name was not there. Oh, no, exclaimed the lawyer in dismay, ' that sign is bad enough as it is. If I should put my full name there it would ruin me.” “ Why is that ? Why ? My name is Adam Swindler.” Miss Jordon, “ What is ‘ May ’ the sign of ? ” Grant, “ Spring.” What was the hardest study you had at school this year, my son ? ” Me Combs, “ The foot-ball signals, dad.” Lives of football men remind us, We can smear ourselves with blood, And, departing, leave behind us. Half our faces in the mud. Spectator, “ Doesn’t Sisson cover lots of ground ? ” | Sisson’s Friend, “ Sure his shoes are size 1 I l £.” FRESHMAN SLIPS. She involuntarily hung the key on her wrist which Vas attached by a string. Teacher, “ For what is the year 1 700 noted ? ” Senior, “ The beginning of the eighteenth century.” Farrell, ’23, (coming in at 12:30 A. M.) “ R-r-r-ither cold here dad.’’ Farrell, Sr., “ Yes, I’m in Alaska.” Farrell, Jr., ” What ? ” Farrell, Sr., Well, I m in the polar regions some-here. I’m looking at the midnight ‘son’.” “ How many are there in the chorus ? ” “ Why I make it only twenty.” “Oh, ou count noses.” WHAT DOES SHE MEAN? She, Oh, Jack, please don’t smoke now. I want u to dance the next number with me.” Jack, Let s take a walk through the garden instead.” She, “ I really can’t. I’m so dead tired now tj can hardly stand on my feet.” Jack, “ But you want to dance. She, “ Yes, but you — you dance — Oh me so mad ? ” you Donavan, “ Dad, what is a trade-ing ? ’’ Donavan, Sr., “A merchant’s hot-air, son.” Mabel, “ Gladys is hopelessly old-fashioned. Ruth, “ What makes you say that.” Mabel, “She complains that the street-car stepsaj too high.” Bent, “What made you sell your parrot. Did hi swear ? ” Cassara, “ No, he hiccoughed and kept the houtf surrounded by those infernal prohibition detectives.” He, “Do you think a beautiful woman and a man can live happily together ? ” ’ Marion, Oh, Carl, you have such an original waf of saying things.” Bill, “May I have the next dance ? ’ May, “ If you can find a partner.” Jerome, “ Did you ever see a cotton gin ? ” Wadleigh, “Go on! There’s lot of home brewj-but you can’t tell me they’re making it out of cotton.” HE LAUGHS BEST, ETC. Chidsey, “What’s the matter, darling ? ” Kuester, “O-O-O’Neil hit his finger with thi hammer.” Chidsey, “ Don’t cry about it, you should laugh. Kuester, “ I-I-I did.” SEEN IN A QUICK LUNCH EMPORIUM. A. Don’t make fun of our coffee — you may b« old and weak some day. B. Use one helping of sugar and stir like H We don't mind the noise. C. These spoons are not like the doctor s medicine — to be taken after eating.