Asotin High School - Panthers Purr Yearbook (Asotin, WA)

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.'.Iiss Simms, the Seniors presented their absorbing mystery play, “The Panther’s Claw” to a capacity house. In addition to the usual heavy Senior load, we have had the challenging task or publishing the “Panther’s Purr”, which appears everv fourth year. Lack of experience and the depression increased the difficulty of editing a successful yearbook, but our efforts have been genuine and profitable. Graduation ushers us to a new portal. From here we gain a closer and clearer perspective of lire, its sunny slopes and shadows. Our care-free spirit has been tempered by the realization that if we would reach the terrane of genuine service lying above us. we must continue to experience, to assimilate, and to serve. Class Historian Gertrude Ross , June .d.: “The directions say to rub the surface down with steel wool. W hat on earth is steel wool? Wallace II. : “I'm not sure, hut I think it’s made from the fleece of hydraulic rams. -------o------ Mr. Gage: (answering phone): ‘‘You say John Koppes has a had cold and can’t come to school? Who is this speaking? John l .: (in a harsh voice) “This is mv father. Joe: “Did you get your hair cut?” Louie: “No, I just washed it and it shrank.” ) oung Rather (looking at triplets the nurse his just brought out) “Hmmmm! W e’ll take the one in the middle.” Superintendent (visiting classroom) : “I say, professor, why do you keep this large box of apples on your desk. Surely you don't intend to eat them.” Teacher: “Oh. no. I don’t eat them. You sec, sir. our salaries have been cut so much lately that I sell them to the students ’ Reporter: “Hey, chief! Big scoop! Man bites dog!” T.ditor: “That's swell! Interview the dog.” -----o------ Although there are plenty of non-Mohicanspeaking Mohicans left, the last of the Mohicans who could speak Mohican died last year. Twelve Stamp collectors in the U. S. average three per square mile. “Yes. that’s the price for two orchestra scats. Want 'em?” “No, I think I’ll take a Mediterranean cruise instead.” ------o------ Claudine: “That chicken we had at dinner was an incubator cbickcn.” Myron . : “How do you know?” CI and in c : “Any cbickcn that had a mother couldn’t be that tough.” The trouble with the railroads is the ties aren’t spaced right. We've been getting about the country a good bit lately, and the railroads haven’t been much comfort. If you step on every tie, they’re too close together; and if you take two at a stride, they’re too far apart. The Government, if it takes over the roads, ought to give us ties spaced so a man can walk naturally. Ray Hostetler: ‘‘I haven’t much time for meals, so 1 generally have a bite at the wheel.” George .: “That’s a bit tough, I should think.” ------o------ Miss Simms: “What is the difference between valor and discretion?” Ruth : “Well, to travel on an ocean liner without tipping would be valor.” Miss Simms: “I sec.” Ruth IT.: “And to come back on a different boat would be discretion.”