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

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THE POST THE JUNIORS Dame Wind had squeezed her mop about the morning that we entered, and quite as usual we were seared and much misrepresented. We came from town we many bums, ‘uind many hayseeds too, that tlio't w'd have a bit o fun, and Loaf the whole day thru. We’ve learned mueh better now you bet. and each one looks aslant; for Profs are excellent experts yet at shining blue serge pants. Hut ere the year we’d kicked behind, we won praise from Mr. Sutton. To be the smartest class in school, without a bit of cuttin'. At party times we keyed high, a id imitated Seniors, till now we help to make the styles along with like grown Seniors. But still we sling the pie-plates round, and gurgle false champaign; so spick, we strut and stare and shout, like toad frogs in a rain. In our first year two men walked out to football fields of gore; Stote and Richard hit the line, two learned the baskets lore. Our Sophomore year the same two men advanced themselves in glory; and did not Stoughton fill plump-out the paper head-lines story? Our first two years we did quite well up on the po and track, and this our third we hope to place more victories in our sick. This year in football we had six who against our opponents did clash and once again upon the floor had Oeorge and Stole and Hash; th y make us reel—a banana peel could not do much else worse. And now w Juniors have the field of girls a-singing songs; we lead the school in scholarship and boost the plays along. This pretty yarn doth make me yearn to swallow Jew's harps whole, that 1 might sing a better song of how we'll reach our goal. I'll is year we have Anna Weatherford among us again, and two new students—Berneice Besore, Michigan, and Paulette (iraham, Hammond High. Last year we were saddened by the death of one of our classmates, Ansel Cameron. Through three fine years we have rolled three snowballs up, and have partly thrown the third, into the face of ignorance. We look forward to producing next year's snowball and we hope it will be even better-shaped, harder, and more effective than any before. —Warren Baker, 24.

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Junior Class

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THE POST JUNIOR CLASS Their Profession Even Now. Leonard Edmonson, Shiek. Ruth Harshbarger, debater. Ada Hall, Schemer. Roseoe Long, Poet. Louie Lomele, radio fan. Marry llofsas, radio bug. Beulah Collins, K. K. K. and yell leader. Rena Quick, making of phonograph records. Kenneth Harshbarger, Whiz-Hang editor. Olan Dukeman, actress with his ears. Stote Reeder, comedian, cutey in general. Harriet Reedy, growing ears to hide with. Louise Burke, decorations; freckle extinguisher. Elmer Meece, inventor. Esther Harshbarger, manufae tures boy's traps. Loren Randall, electric bell doctor. Harry Auld, dancer. Opal Davis, devoted to husband Berneice Besore, inventor of eye-out knockers. Frank Edmondson, hair polisher. Bertis I'tsler, authoress. Floy Rose, agitator. Helen Ware, grows genuine wigs. Oscar Brewer, manufactures red ink to fight with. George Elliot, make bean-pole-cartoonists. Thelma Arnett, general-in-chief. William Lewis. Bass voice singer. Bert Foster, match-striker. Herman Harshbarger, manufactures a stare-case. Richard Harshbarger, pop seller. Anna Weatherford, scholar. Olive Buxton, traveler. Hazel Clayton. Marselle Waver of hair. Paulette Graham, dog-catcher. Warren Baker. ':M.