Oakwood Collegiate Institute - Oracle Yearbook (Toronto Ontario, Canada)

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v Q 'W L B6 it LQ oh ' f f -T Frothy unseen bubbles ,fee Nw use Round our classroom ploy, Our scholastic troubles These they laugh away ere we write lem, ope youll like emi Ii E, A certain party: Mm! I':1'-91'-915 A Lemon is an Orange that has ah? Hef IIe: Hel Jeweller: Yes sir. down this way for engagement rings! Mrs. Hanna: What are these tickets I find in your pocket '? Mr. Hanna: Oh-er-ah, I'ni inter- ested in archeology,-they'1'e evi- dence ot' a lost race. Jean Munroe '29: I just adore dark men. Olive Murphy 29: You'd have a big time in Africa. Jimmy Hozack: Can I get through this gate my man 7 Ifarmer: Waal, I reckon you might be able to. I seen a load o' hay go through this morning. Kingsburg 28: Do I need a hair cut? Sanigan 28: IIoY Hof Ho! So that's itf I thought you had a fur cap on. Murray Johnston '29-Fan I see that book I had last week. l.ibrarian-Why surely. Iiid you linfl it interesting? Aluraye-No, but it's got my girls phone number in it. Iffiffff Sr't'f'r1fif-tivo Loved and Lost. Bill Bryers 29: Speed! Say my car can't be stopped on the hills. Doug Taylor '29: Mine was like that too, before I had the brakes fixed. That girl certainly looks good from a distance but you can't get far enough away from her. Moul 28: Whatchagot? McLean 28: Some insect powde1'. Moul: Say! Ya ain't gonna Com- mit suicide? Mr. Jackson: What are you boys arguing about '? Thompson 29: About the size of my head, sir. Mr. Jackson: Oh yes! The bone of Contentionf Mr. Henderson: What's a ca- lorie? Mackenzie tdreamilyj : Next floor above a balcony. Good-hye Jessie? Good-bye auntie May. I hope I'll be a great big girl before you make us another visit.

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THE OAKWOOD OR AL LE TEXT 'Biff 'illlh ii i 'Slim ill' 'UZHIQXUT 'TAF EFT The Gilt that is sure to please-H 'EVERY now and then you want to give something just a little different-something that says Quality as soon as it is opened. That Usomethingi' is a box of Neilson's Chocolates. Not only are they beau- tifully packaged . . . but the chocolates themselves are entirely distinctive with their unique and de- lightful centres, so daintily enrobed with the smooth- est and finest chocolate coatings. The same QUALITY runs all through . . . it's the assortment that makes the difference in price. lr L,Kg ?fWl'oM ffU fl, i e fgefQE'11r,? -1f,e. 4 rg r:il1EmbB0L73,4,f,! .e Pl I fi l m f ' ll- t f . f .Li I 15355 ' H 5 A Y A LH? ? ii 35,1 th if BUD!! Ng. I f WNW-U Q, L do D i f T If .- X Q gf Vp .. ugigxilf I X ss ' , in dx Xx K Wy i. f ,,, ,. iff' I 65 l',Q,g2g1i1' f , I ' in P.. V- 'f ' ef offffvsall . X. f - o ge ' Le5 -'.::,-afm:.- X - L - 1 -M M ? 4 mv-mu.: sei, 't x , ' ' 'r f . il s. ig , - I a:ffvfZ2C0f2ffs ummm - x Nw ' 5--7 . 'Www M ' 'X , Av 'x .- nw mx Rx-Wu X x X X rilsnn' CHOCULATES - The Chocolates that are Different -- .JIM QZZIT.. .21 i '1S'IE. IKE. Pugf Sf wrnffr

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THE OAKWOOD ORACLE In Wonderland. Clang! Clang!-The motorman leaned forward from his window in the car, a smile upon his lips and a twinkle in his eye- Would you kindly drive off the track '? he asked quietiy -Sorry to trouble you, old man, but I really am in a hurry. The truck driver promptly pull- ed to one side. My error entirely, old chap, you must pardon my seeming carelessness, but I had no idea your car was so near. Thank you so much, grinned the motorman. Not at all, don't mention it-do have one of my cigars. And the car went rapidly for- ward. Quite a dapper young shiek, Was Oliver Teen, Till he punched in the lid Of a bottle of cream. Mr. Hanna: fln Modern His- toryl-What was Lincoln's Gettys- burg' Address '? Rice '28: I didn't ever know he lived there. Pride Goeth Before a Severe Flop. ' Which reminds me of an incident ot last summer. A daring young mosquito had penetrated my guard and bitten me on the Adam's apple. He then retreated a few feet to survey the monument he had rais- ed to his glorious memory, and seemed quite surprised at its ex- tent. Nevertheless, the orney little son of a gun decided to take full credit to himself and forthwith. pompously closed his eves, stuck out his chest and gave vent to his war-cry. It was precisely at this moment that a heavy hand descended forcibly upon his bliss- ful head-There is a vacant chair at home sweet ditto. Did you hear about the Scotch- man who went to a two-ring' cir- cus? He came away cross-eyed. I always thought that fleas were black, So now I'd like to know, How Mary had a little lamb, Whose fleas were white as snow. 0 L ttf lr! ll l lllllllllllllfllt 'Sll.lllV Prrgr' Sw:-r'11fgf-flllw