Andrews High School - Andronian Yearbook (Andrews, IN)

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Uh gee. why did I look over the-re? The first thing I saw was an old bone and-Oh I just pzgot to quit writing or I sure will die. April 4-Well I ain't dead ye-t hut I won't have far to ao before I am dead. I guess tomorrow I will go and look for a new home. April 5-I sure got in a perk of trouble: today: had three Hghts and got licked +-very time. I sure hope no one gets to read this 'rause I rlon't want them to know xx hat it poor lighter I am. April 6--Guess what I found today? A new home! Yes. a hoy seen me going down the street so he ealled me in and fed me and put nie to bed and I just think -l I'll stay here and not write any more in this old diary. Elbert Ross. Home Economics Department There is no class in the Andrews High School that is as interesting as the class in Home lffcoiioniics. which in the beginning of the year was composed of nine girls. They have a complete set of china and silverware, also a very nice dining room. The first semester was spent in cooking, during which time they had the honor of serving the faculty, the trustee and county superintendent, They also had the pleasure of serving the business men of the city. They were all very high in their praise of the evoking and serving of the class, The set-ond semester was spent in sewing: making gingham, taffeta, and Swiss dresses: and many undergarinents. On April Z1 there was an exhihit of their sewing at the svhool building. Every one admired their garments immensely. The very fact that the home is preeminently the workshop of woman. places the study ot' the home in all its relationships, that is Home Economics. ot' tirst important-e to every girl. The subject of Home Economies may be divided into four main divisions: tit food. 121 clothing, till shelter. Ht household and institutional management. The range is broad: the held is the real life of the individual. The entire course tits one to really live, getting the most out of life. Florence lllward, I . wr I i'-Nix

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Like Father, Like Son Bobby Mt-Guire paused. Frt in fl remote distance came the hesitant notes of a Iell, chiming out two solemn strokes. The street was deserted and in the pale moon- light he Could hardly discern the hard gray lilies of the somber edifice which he valled home. The early morning air was damp with the t-hill of dew. The cause of his hesitant-y was the tact that. although he had solemnly promised his mater to be in at least by twelve, time had passed in gaiety and ext-itement of the party. and he was retutning two hours late. As he thought of what his father would say at tht- breakfast table in the morning a t-hill unlike that of the air struek terror to his heart. Realizing that he would gain nothing by waiting longer he slowly aseended the steps leading to the front door. .is he neared the empty black square of the doorway he fumblel in his povket for his latch key. In vain. It was nowhere to be found. afxain a t-hill. akin to that of an icy blast struck terror to his heart. Now he was in a predit-'inieiitl Tlierf- was no hopi til' his getting safely to his room without disturbing the household. .X pretty fix, that! .is he paused. under-ided, he heard the sharp, duiek steps of some other early niorning wanderer eoming down the street. He shrank into the shadow of the doora way. His heart leaped into his mouth when he heard the footsteps eoniing nearer. 'i'he person. whoever it was, was not passing. but was ascending the steps. Heavens! Xiith t'hattering teeth and legs svareely strong enough to support hitn he watt'hed the heavy bulk of a man draw nearer. Ile wanted to rtin. or scream, or to do anything to relieve the tension of the moment. His feet were as lead and sweat gatherel in htlge drops on his forehead. Ile felt as one in a nightmare, purstied by a monster of ltigillihtli mien. yet unable to run. The intruder. if stu-li he were, paused a moment at the top of the steps, then came on again. nearer and nearer. .Ks he tried in vain J to shrink futher into his temporary shelter. hobby recognized the vague outline of his t'atlier's form. Knowing that dist-orery was inevitable he ste-ppt-I from his hiding plaee and faeed his father. Mui-li to his surprise his father shrank from him. and was on the piint of running himsilf. Then with a low sh-h-h-li, lit- stepped to the doot' and it swung open with a clit-k. As Bobbie saw his father enter the lltlllst--i he. wonderingly, followed and silently elosed the door after him. He heard his father ast-end the stairs and as silently fol- lowed him. .Xt the head of the stairs the father paused and whispered a few words to the son. .X sudden light broke tipon the latter. He was not the only one who had broken a promise. With a vhut-kle the two parted and silently stole to their respet-tire rooms. The house bet-one still. Outside the milkboy eheerily whistled on his morning rounl and the world slowly awoke to a new day. .XII was well. th-rald Nlygrant. The Diary of a Yellow Dog March 30' Uh gee, the days are dreary. Only had two lights. got shot at three times and almost run over ont-e. Also aint had any thing to eat. But guess I'll go to befl now and tell you more tomorrow. March 31 - t'an't write much today. Am on my way to town. I killed a chicken and my owner is going to give me away. April 1-Oh boy, I'm in the finest home you ever saw: I got a niee little bed to sleep in, all I want to eat and last night I had the best steak you ever set eyes on andfOh well I c-an't hold in any longer-April Fool! April 2-Oh death where is thy sting! Last night I ate a bone that was old when Xerxes was a little boy and now I am so sick I can hardly move. I sure wont eat any old bones any more. April 3-At last. I'm able to move but don't say anything about bones to me- Fm'1ysF1 :'r

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