Atwood Hammond High School - Post Yearbook (Atwood, IL)

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Joe in Latin Class:— “I don’t know but—well 1—guess its —oil I don’t know what it is.” If I can't get Latin I can haul corn.”—Floyd. “I’d rather sit on a davenport with my best girl than go to any party you can name.”—Oscar. The more I see and hear of girls the more I love my dog.”—Beryl. “If we can’t draw lemons we can get Algebra ”—Freshman boys Wonder why Joe i wearing a “pomp?” Does she like it that way, .J oe ? “Oh my”—Floyd's favorite slang expression. “The slave works for the Master,” shows dative ol service One day Johnny Biggs was out in the yard playing when he thought he heard a Wildman. Now Johnny was always afraid of Wildmen so he ran into the house to call Ada to help him He could not find her so he called. “Come here Bervl, quick.” In their mad hunt for help they ran across Elizabeth standing by the stove all alone. Oscar came in j ist then and told them he, too, had been looking for Ad—a long time. They went to call more in (Mauiine) and told Joe to get some more (Moore). After the crowd had gathered they all rushed into the ard to find only a—Pigg M A f II1 NR STEVENSON

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FRESHMAN NOTES The freshman class furnished two men for the basket ball team. John Biggs, right guard and Oscar Collins, manager. All the teams from the neighboring towns are afraid of “our big guard. Our class had the honor ol having two of its members in tne literary contest Will do better next year. Talre notice. everyday occurrence which make our teachers’ hair turn gray “I don't know.”—Joe “I can bring some Miss B.”—Ettie. Teehee, tee hee!”—Ada Which? —Beryl “That is”—John “Yes I understand.” (when she doesn’t)—Sybil It’s not like that in my Botany.” —Oscar. “Say—Miss B. please explain this —Floyd. “I got ’em all”—Roma in Algebra. “I can’t do it ”—Maurine “Rebecca came forth to meet her doom. She shivered as she beheld the burning steak.” —From a Freshman theme Herbert is our class artist. His specialty is lemons. Elizabeth and Sybil seem to have quite a secret. Wonder who he is. “Oh mother, I've learned to punctuate to day,” exclaimed Roma. “Well dear, how is it done?” asked her mother. Why, when von write, .‘Hark!’ you put a hat pin after it, and when you ask a question you put a button hook!” At the beginning of the term Miss Bennett gave the freshman boys a lecture on manners and the like. Do they observe it? Well I reckon they do. If a young lady happens to drop a paper, a book or pencil, every boy in the class almost breaks his neck, not to say anything about the speed limit, trying tt pick it up. To see them making a wild rush after a small piece of paper, a spectator would not be able to tell whether they were playing football or having a sham battle. When the classes pass to and fro through the halls every boy waits until the girls have passed through the door, and then they slowdy file in, and honestly every last one of them acts as if he'd jump if you’d say “boo.” For a few days we thought John and Oscar were sick they acted so queerlv, and Joe, oh why need I mention him. In Botany class if one of the girls has any trouble with her experiments, two or three boys immediately rush to her rescue. The following drawing shows a scene we al I enjoyed in Botony class one day when a finger was cut with a razor.

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COLOR RUSH The two literary societies of the High School, namely: the Alethenian and Prototopian, have been hot rivals all year. The Prototopian side decided to show their athletic prowess by challenging and defeating; the Ale-thenian side in a basket ball game The challenge was accepted by the “Als” and the time set for the game was January 31st. at 4 o’clock P M As the time approached for this great occasion a great enthusiasm was instilled into the members of each of the societies. But when i he day arrived, which proved to be a great lav at school, the very air seemed to tell of a defeat for the Prototopians although this defeat was not reallv found out until the game was over The whole Opera House was crowded with Prototopian rooters and a few Alethenians, but the rooters could not win the game, and the Alethenians triumphed over their opponents the score being 24 to 25. The Prototopians had made prepara tions for one grand celebration if they? should be victorious, but as theFates were against them they were saved the trouble. Since the Alethenians were victorious they were inspired enough to send three delegates to place a flag bearing their colors on the School -house flag pole. The Prototopians, after being informed of the other side’s plans also thought that although they had lost the basket ball game, their flag would look nice in the breeze, and might make some impression. Most of my readers will remember that this was a cold and snowy night, the thermometer registering about 12 degrees below zero and the wind sweeping across the plains from the northwest But this did not prevent the delegates of the Alethenian society from attempting their plan Having secured the necessary keys to the school house, they could stand by the radiators and keep warm, while the meek Proto-topians stood around shivering in the snow bnlow waiting for the Alethenian flagtobe hoisted sothev could pull it down and put tip their own. The Alethenians, however, were wise enough to keep their flag and wait until it was late enough for the Prototopians to turn in. After many hours of waiting the Prototopians finally departed. disappointed and foiled in their attempt . Then the Alethenians got busy, placed their banner upon the flag staff regardless of the temperature and accomplished what they desired. Although the Prototopians have made several attempts to pull it down, the red and white still floats over the old school house roof. PAUL FISHER