Bay View High School - Oracle Yearbook (Milwaukee, WI)

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PAGE 27 TI-IE ADVENTURE CDF A WHITE MQUSE Science Club Hcnrj' St'b11r'ic1'c1' . Ioscrjzb Paik ,..... Rufb Boirzslzi , . . Rickard Picrbowski COUNCIL- Mabcl Nirfmarm Thomas O,C011118lI Arfbur Smifb Zm' Bobl, Secretary Roman Wflvrfr Florence Wrautz, President Theodore Gates Iam' Schwartz, Treasurer Ervin Gaizke Ruth Sfarfeey Ass't. Ass't. Asslt. Manager Manager Manager Manager 'Was WillS'l dll H3b8l1? wheezed the energetic German band as it tramped through our corridors led by ohn Rehorst, attired in a soup and fish . H071 ry Scbfwider .r,., . .Manager Richard Piccfaowslei ...., Ass't. Manager Roman Wc'bcr ......,., Ass't. Manager Ioscjib Paik ..., .... A ss't. Manager Hard work, this , said Junior Kettner, let's follow that fickle crowd and see where they're going. Something must have taken their attention from us!', They tramped their way into the auditorium. Huge posters proclaimed To-day! Dr. Harwood and his wild animals, direct from the jungles of darkest Africa . Junior Kettner sat down heavily in one of the seats, but it wouldnit hold him. A brilliant idea struck him. Why not go backstage and see the wild animals from close up? He acted on this thought immediately. Backstage he gazed about eagerly to see the cages containing the animals, but no such luck. Upon inquiry, he found that the animals consisted of one Eskimo Husky and a wild QPJ bear. This meeting, dear freshmen, was one providing a lot of fun for the spectators, but it also accounted for several more gray hair on Mr. Suttle's head. Junior's wrath was appeased at the next meeting when Professor Samuel Snead held him spellbound with photo-electric cell experiments, and if we're not mistaken, Junior's still spellbound. The next scene is Mr. Dennis's room. The time is about 8:00 P. M. The characters are Pit and Pat, two white mice who are in a wire cage on a shelf. 'Tm fed up with this humdrum lifen, said Pit, and Iim going to do something about it, soon, too. 1'll begin this very night to bore a hole and escape.

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PAGE 2 6 There he lay until Mr. Straube saw him and took pity on him and picked him up. He showed him to Miss Prucha, Mr. H. E. Smith, Mr. Hercher, Miss Freund, and Mrs. Kirchgeorge, who laughed and said something about Mr. Straube's sweet toothu. Mrs. Kirchgeorge's Thanksgiving coaching had been very successful- even for the 'chocolate soldier. Anyway, the chocolate soldier thought to himself, I've seen and heard the Round Table! Those teachers of Modern Languages certainly made their department interesting, and Mr. Stout, Mrs. Garling and Miss Cal- vert gave literature a real chance. I never heard so much about other countries in my life, all they need to do is bring in Africa and my country will be in it toon. But Mr. Straube thought differently about it and the little hero settled down to figure out what counry the waste basket represented. The boys surely are stupid where dancing is concerned. When a group of girls were doing a Polish dance, a wall flower pipes up: Isn't that a keen gypsy dance? Was he smart? Mrs. Kirchgeorge brought Siegfried and the dragon to Open House. Another correlation between lit- erature and activity. We found out why so many girls attended the Round Table meetings. Shall we let you in on the secret? It's Lester Ellsworth, the president! Miss Miller's Spanish collection wins the hearts of many students who ride to the end of the Wells- Downer line once a year. Now, then, just a word about that Thanksgiving program. It was given entirely in pantomime. Mrs. Kirchgeorge attempted to show the development of Thanksgiving through the ages. Had you sat beside Pat- ricia Beyer during the performance, you would have had the time of your life. Speaking of John Alden and Priscilla: Gee, aren't they cute? He really likes her an awful lot. They're in the corridors together half the time . u That herald's in my history class. Isn't that plume crazy. My, what tight, what tight -fcensored!j Aw! Aren't those Romans cute? Or are they Greeks? How still they can stand . Is that Mr. Korn's dog up there? Say what would they do if he barked? I think Abraham's just swell. Isaac doesn't look one bit scared, does he? Is that Ceres? I never saw her wear rouge before. How different it makes her look . Aren't those funny hats? The boys made them themselves. Pretty clever! G i ,amll'?'i'lx, i ii 1, E i w w 1 -,........,- SPARKING IN SPAIN

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PAGE 28 As Mr. Del1l1iS opened the door the next morning, he noticed a white streak flash past him, but was far too slow to catch it. First Pit ran into the physics laboratory, where Mr. Kyper was lecturing to the students. Pit recalled that it was in this room huge crowds assembled whenever there was an Open House. People had queer ideas. The big machine from which lightning was flashing merely served to whisk him from the room and into the chemistry Slab where Ruth Starkey was pursuing her solitary way, namely, looking down at the floor or out at the lake. Ah, she saw, just then, a white lily, but suddenly the lily moved. E-e-e-e-k , she screamed loudly. The lily, of course, was Pit, the little white mouse. Pit decided that it would be better for all concerned if he left that territory for a while. While he was wondering where to go next, he remembered the place called the museum. He had never been there, but he had often heard the shouts of laughter which had followed one of Mr. Hard,s jokes, and so he knew where the museum was located, and there he went. Pit was amazed at the rows of precious stones, stuffed birds, coral, Indian pottery, shells, war memorials, and other objects which attracted his interest. After spending a pleasant afternoon here, he decided to follow the crowds going downstairs to a big Freshman Party . What fun! An Our Gang comedy was being shown in one corner, bean bags, sailing in another, ping-pong, in all the others. He also noticed stately figures present: Mr. Sprunger at the ball-throwing game, Mr. Gates at the ping-pong tables, Mr. Verdun at miniature golf, Mr. Hickman at something called the shock-machine from whence shrieks would come sud- denly, and Mrs. Kopatzke and Miss Rossiter selling red hot buns. When Pit Woke up the next morn- ing, he found himself in a room which Henry Nowakowski, Florence Wraufz QPresidentj, Theodore Gafex, had 3 glass roof, and through which Thomas O'Conm'll, Ervin Gnfske QSecretaryj, Arthur Smith, the Sun was how shining, Surely Ruib Kroening, Margurvf Quick, Ida Binder, Ruff: Shzrkey those 'fred hors had been foo much fT1'CIlSUrCrD- for him. At the sound of approaching footsteps, Pit hid under an empty flower pot and sat very still. As he listened to the conversation of the two boys who had come into the room, he heard that the biologists were plan- ning to plant seeds for rubber trees to be used in the next Ammal Rally, so he scudded out from under the flower pot and hurried to the auditorium. There he heard an oihcious voice yell, Officers of the Science Club, next. Line up right herev. Pit thought that the army of occupation had been called in. What an array of W officers. Ruth Boinski and Henry Schneider had a real 'tmanagingv problem. Poor little Pit decided to go back to Mr. Dennis's room to see Pat. There Ruth Starkey seized him by the tail and daintily tossed him out the window to the terrace below where, if Miss Statz hasn't found him, he's waiting for a chance to join Mr. Sprunger, Mrs. Kopatzke, or Mr. Suttle in a Jones Island trip, or else to hide in Mr. Dennisls butterfly net and LABORATORY LOWDOWN eventually find his way back to Pat.