Ottumwa High School - Argus Yearbook (Ottumwa, IA)

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Jnmo Reed Chester Niter Fred Hasclton Ed Boskor William Lewis Orville Estes Flossie Johnson Ada K. Hamilton Fred Lovintr Engineers Because we were anxious to find out about things of which most of us knew nothing, we went to Mr. Lev- ings. and our interview brought forth these statistics. Do not be alarmed by that “statistics they arc really interesting, 1.969 electric light openings in the building. 165.000 cubic feet of air entering per minute 5— 150 horse power boilers. 26.000 feet of radiators. 43 motors. 125 thermostats for heat control. 297 steam traps. 50.000 gallons of water in swim- ming pool. 23.000 bushels of coal used per year. We have quite a school. After gasping over these, we went to Mr. Reed to inquire about some of his worries. And listen, students, he likes us, all of us; but he does wish that we would not scatter these mi- croscopic bits of paper all over the floors. He has to sweep them away' He. also, has to clean off the pencil marks with which we decorate the walls during our artistic moments. Mr. Marble says that his work is far from monotonous. It is for him to keep peace and good w ill in evidence in the lower corridors. That is often a hard thing to do because the bicycle entrance is such an ideal spot for forcibly settling disputes and practic- ing the latest in holds and upper cuts. What Mr. Bosker dislikes the very most is to see these foot races in full cry throughout the halls. Then he must set forth in hot pursuit to subdue the guilty ones and quell their surplus energy. Often, however, the men find a room which is immaculate; there are no gum w rappers, no papers, no dis- carded note book covers. Occasional- ly. very occasionally, they find the halls in the same state of perfection. It is the consensus of opinion among those of the force that they w ish calm- er and less destructive “young Ameri- cans . TWENTY-FOl'It

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Mary Alien Catherine Coate Kosaman Stone Robert Murine Mrs. Thompson Doretta Buck Mrs. Parker Mabel Pcnnock Cafeteria Pood! Now. there is a word which gives everyone a bit of a twinge and a thrill along the spinal column Food! At eleven forty-five one hears great commotion and general excite- ment throughout the halls and class- rooms; simultaneously, there are fifteen hundred voices which utter Food, and three thousand feet which start in the direction of dinner. Some two hundred and fifty students turn daily to the cafeteria where Mrs. Thompson wields a mighty soup ladle. For seven years she has been doing this, and for only four days of that time has she been absent. We asked her to tell us of some of her problems; and what tales she gave us. Come, you two hundred and fifty eaters, answer these. What are salt shakers for. anyway? And pepper shakers, too1 Why. for the salt and pepper, you emphatically inform me. But VIrs. Thompson says that some two hundred and forty-nine of you sec no reason why the tables should not be salted and the floors peppered; and there is a problem in patience for the entire cafeteria force. Then answer me this one. Mashed potatoes are to be eaten. Yes. we all agree. But what about the artistic soul who not so long ago, moulded potatos on the table, framed them in salt -and left two eyes, a nose and a mouth of a perfect portrait for Mrs. Thompson to clear away. Here is a situation we should like explained. We can hear much noise and powerful roarings from almost all of you at almost any time and place. Often we hear you talking before we even see you. But. behold the change! In timid and reluctant tones you whisper across the steam tables. No one understands you. Mrs. Parker says. What?. and you mutter ' Soup.” Then Mrs. Parker has to ask again Food! What a solemn thought! TWrsCTY-TMKKe IBB

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vM “What a line refreshing purpose - to leave behind the outworn, too familiar life and seek a newer world. “The Glorious Adventure“ Seniors TWKNTV-FIVK