Athens Area High School - Athenian Yearbook (Athens, PA)

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THE ATHENIAN we are able to communicate with Mars. Sarah is electioneering for Bryan as President. Dorothy has learned the cooper’s trade to perfection. I found Dan Hair teaching school in Des Moines, and he seemed to like the work very much. Some may not believe all of this, but I assure you that it is the absolute truth. Doris Williams, ’21. SENIOR EXPRESSIONS Bidlack—(In Physics): I don’t know. Bailer—Oh, that’s good! Bradshaw, B.—Listen, kids! Campbell, R.—Make it snappy. Curtiss, M.—Look-it! Hey, Bowse. Crain, M.—Well, I won’t. DuBois, H.—Why—a----- French—Dear me, dear me. Grenell—Got your Virgil ? Grimley—Gosh! Havens—What do we take in English? Hair—Hey, small change, come here. Hill, A.—Aw, come on! Hill, B.—I haven’t got time. Hedrick—Is it anything to you ? Jones—Don’t bother me. Johnson—Shut up, I gotta study. J ohnston—Y ah. Langeland, M.—I haven’t got my botany yet. Langeland, E.—Yep, you said it. MacMorran—Got an extra pencil ? Montgomery—Wait a minute! Northrup—Isn’t that great? Park, G.—Well, I like that. Spear, D.—I wonder if I’ve got a letter. Smith, F.—No, I have it. Smith, L.—Wa-al. Smith, R.—Aw, get out! Till, M.—What was that you said? von Wolffradt—Oh, you Dutchman! Williams, D.—How did you know? Walter, M.—The more men talk, the less they say. Weil—Gee, I'm sleepy. 4

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 THE ATHENIAN I beard vhe feist fruit peddler of the season the other day. I went out to be greeted by Paul Havens. I always thought he would work on a wagon, bet I never thought it would be a ripa barman” wagon. Les'ie Johnston is the proprietor of a large beauty parlor on Fifth A venae. As a pastime Miss Du Bo is has taken up aeroplaning. because she found c. great deal of spare time after her Journalistic work is done each day. One of ocr prominent young ladies told us when we were Seniors that -} vr.s geing to be a nurse. Last summer she invited me to her boms. She owns one of the largest sheep ranches in the West, spending the biggest share cf her on hors: back. When we were little we learned a poem that ended. “And everywhere that 31:ry went that lamb was sure to go.” The one lonesome lamb is now a whole range full of sheep. One dr y while passing through a town I passed a gigantic balk park, and from the ncise I knew an erdtirg game was on I asked a small boy who was peeking through a hoi; in the recce what teams were playing and w«s toid net to bother him, that “Home Run” Hedrick was up. I was somewhat curious about this man and thought I'd take a look at him through another Lcle, end Lol I s w Thccdcre whirring around the diamond on mother home ran. Just then a big, snarling policeman tapped me on the should:r, telbng me to move on. Thinking he lochrd familiar, I took a second look at him, and it was—guess! 1 night have known you couldn’t. It was Gustav von Wolffr; dt Joe Bailer is a prosperous farmer in Smithficld. “Brad” is a dietitian in New York. ' Nina Northrop is a movie star beloved by all her many admirers. Haricn Crain is on a tour across the United States, attracting a goed deal of attention by her brilliant concert work. One day as I was about to perch: sc my railroad ticket I diseov: r:d th t I lacked ten cents and I knew that a check would not be accepted. Just th:n the giri in the window said, “That’s all right; I used to know you.” “Know me, I asked. “Yes, you are—” but I let her go no further, for it w s my old friend Mildred Walter. si boarded the train I met rn old chum of mine who is now Miss Flore nce'Smith, 3!. C., representative from the Eighteenth Congressional District and was new on her way to the Capitol. On this same train was a Sister of Charity. I noticed her watching m? and thought she looked familiar but could not place her in my memory A hand was placed on my shoulder and a quiet voice said. “I beg your pardm. but I believe you are Doris Williams?” I said I was, and then h:d a good-look at her face, and yes, it was—I could hardly make it sicm true—it wrs Bowse. Grenell, the great inventor, has just perfected a way by rienr.s cf vrhlch

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THE ATHENIAN ADVICE TO THE JUNIORS As our high school course draws to a close we feel it is but right that the class of 1921 should give to the Juniors some advice that will prove beneficial to them and make them fit to enter into that most renowned and most exalted state of Seniorhood. Many receive advice, but only the wise profit by it. After much thought and deliberation I have decided that you have reached that state of perfection arrived at only by such wiseacres as are is cautioned not to approach. To come in contact with you might d’spel all comprised within the Junior class. Even in your daily perambulations about these avenues of learning, the atmosphere about you seemed charged. One that astonishing knowledge and cause you to become as daft as the First Year class. O Popular Applause! What heart of man is proof against thy sweet, seducing charms! Disembodied words are sinners and the occasions of sin. Mr. Henning, you ought to use more simple words, so that you will not lose your serene dignity in consequence of the provocation of some little mono-syllable eluding your grasp in a moment of need. George and Markle, the next time you go to Milan you should take your girls along, for one can’t always sometimes tell. The Freshmen aren’t such infants as they appear. Marshall and Brownie, what is the attraction in Canton. Too b-d the Morley hasn’t girl ushers! Mary Hair and Marguerite Ryan, a little fun occasionally is all right, but life is too short and too serious to spend it all in jest. And, Agnes, why not frolic away some ef those hours you waste trying to learn something more than the teachers? Wayne, surely your health isn’t so poor that you take thosa walks to Chemung river bridge every morning? Dorothea, why not write a book rnd label it General Infonnation? The Messrs. Grodivant, Carle and Henning are to be complimented on their printing ability. When you are at the head of a famous printing establishment do not forget that you got your start at A. H. S. It's a shame, William, that Wilkes-Barre is so far away. But summer is coming and you can be there all the time. Geraldine, you are a very able politician, but you should be a Liber 1 next year. Then you would not have to worry about the Committee of Five. Clara, don’t you think it would more befit your dignity as a Junior to pick someone from your own class and let the poor Freshmen alone? Ruth and Nora, the same subject all the time is liable to grow tiresome. Why not rave about something else than the dreamy-eyed, dark-haired young Apollos from the neighboring towns? The Misses Leonard, Horton, Clark, Moore and Alice Miller often d:s-turb those who wish to study by running up and down the halls. I v culd