Bryant Junior High School - Junior Life Yearbook (Minneapolis, MN)

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JUNE. 1925 37 EXCHANGES EXCHANGES We wish to acknowledge the receipt of the following school papers from various parts of the country. The first magazine that we pick up is: “The Rail-Splitter,” from the Lincoln Junior High School, Youngstown, Ohio. Their covers are always so attractive but the inner pages are even more so The next magazine is “The Amateur Reporter.” which is from Central Jr. High School. Charleston. West Virginia. Their magazine is very interesting and in their April issue the articles on April Fool were certainly en joyed. We wonder if an exchange column might not add to its assets. “The Parrish Periscope.” published by J. L. Parrish Junior High School of Salem. Oregon, is a newspaper, and it certainly is newsy. They have a very attractive name. Another paper is “The Junior Life.” which comes from the Ben Blewett Junior High School. St. Louis. Missouri. This paper arranges some of its articles very uniquely. “The Bloom School Journal” of the Lafayere Bloom Junior High School sent us another issue of its monthly pubbenion from our close neighbor. Cincinnati. Ohio. Thev have been most faithful in this respe't. If this paper is a representation of the '■o-operation between pupils, faculty and staff, then theirs must certainly be a model school. Editor. ORrCfNA! I. fM FRICKS A cabbage once turned inside out 'T'o let th? bugs run round about. But they went back inside. ’Twas a good place to h dc. P.ut .he cabbage made poor sauerkraut. A miss'onary by the name of Hannibal. S.t cut to get him a nice burly Cannibal, r-t the Door old goop. V 5 turned nto soup: You see. Hannibal has run into Cannibal. A boy by the name of Rooky. Cnee from his school did play hooky. went to Aunt Rondout. o g t a b'» handout: But all that he got was a cooky. here was once an icc-man named Smones, Who one day met a friend named Jones. He traded some ice. For a oair of dice: i c ’. v V. . - n s. A boy to Bryant once strayed, n ’ rm led as h? noisily brayed. A wide-awake school Is no place for a fool: Then our Jan tor said: “Please stand up wh le I sw.ep under ycur feci!” A Fr.:h:nan bv th: name of l.oone. Si IcJ ever th; vi lag? of Boon;: FI is a:rplan: crashed down Cn I tt!? o ! town Atti Loo.ie got in Boon: mu h too soon. There was once a clown called O'Toole. Who smiled as h: rode on h s mule: He came back from h? ride Minus cons derable hide AnJ the haw haw welled up from the mule A seedy old man named Runky. Cnee looked at the face of a monkey: T hen he let out a gasp. As he looked in the glass. . . : i: ' i : r ' ■ o r 1 ?’

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JUNIOR LIFE S6 A Class in Sheet metal Sheet metal work is for boys. This shop is an interesting place in which to work. Here one learns in the first term, to make cooky cu.ters. biscuit cutters. match boxes, sugar scoops, funneis. drip-prns and lir. cups. In the second term, one makes a quart pan. a half pint .up, a w ste can and rectangular boxes. In the third term he makes an e.bow, a tee joint, a roo. flange and a tackle box. T hree kinds o.’ metal are used in this shop: black iron, tin plate and galvanized iron. Occasionally a little copper and brass is used. The best way. boys, to know about sheet metal work is to take this subject next term. You will like it and the more you learn about it the more you will enjoy it. Accuracy here is the key note of one’s success. Clarence Roessl. jokes NO DOUBT Young Lady (in drug store)—“Arc you a doctor?” Thomas (who jerks soda)— No madam. I'm a fizzician. THAT’S SWELL Tom— Wanny see sumpin’ swell?” Jim— What is it? Tom — Watch me blow up this balloon.” WARNING TO ALL MALES A sad looking woman of mature years appeared on the street pushing a baby car riage. in which was a fine, healthy infant howling lustily. A friend approached. Why. Mrs. Lufkins! she ejaculated What a darling baby! But you haven’t anv children. Whose is it? You’re wrong, my dear.” replied the sad- faced one. This is my husband. He went too far with the gland cure.” WE LL TELL THE WORLD Father— How is it. young man, that I find you kissing my daughter? How is it. young man? The Young Man— Great. Great! AN ERROR Preacher (at the reunion meeting)— I have only one regret—I miss so many of the old faces I used to shake hands with.” BRIGHT Dum (after overhear ng a remark)— In-venfo-; arc never taken serously. Bell- Never mv ’. even Edison made I’ght of his theories.”

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38 JUNIOR LIFE RIB BUSTERS UBIQUITOUS AMERICANS A group of tourists were looking over the inferno of Vesuvius in full eruption. Ain't this just like hell? ejaculated a Yank. Ah. zesc Americains. exclaimed a Frenchman. where have zey not been? —Bursts and Duds. LOST ON THE COUNT Mother: How many times have I told you to count 100 before fighting? Charles: That's what I did. but the other fellow's mother told him to count only ten. Said a lady to her husband. My dear, arc you quite comfortable in that corner? Quite, thank you. my dear. Are you sure there is plenty of room for your feet? Quite sure, love.” And no cold air from the window on your head?” Not a particle. darling. Then, my dear. I will change places with you!” A clergyman who was consoling a young widow upon the death of her husband, spoke in a very serious tone, remarking that he was one of the few. you cannot find his equal, you know.” To which the sobb:ng fair one replied, with an almost broken heart. “I don't know, but I'll try. NOW FRED. BE YOURSELF! Fred (in a hurry) : Operator, give me Grand 22 double 2! Operator: Grand 2222. Fred: Yes. and hurry. I'll play train with you some other time. NOT A LOCAL ICEBERG A nervous passenger approached the captain timidly. What would happen, sir.” she asked, if we struck a large iceberg? The iceberg would pass along as if nothing had happened. replied the captain. And the old lady was very much relieved. Scene—A cozy parlor, with dim burning lamp. Two persons sitting dose together on a couch—a man and a maid, of course. Suddenly the youth's ardor took a painful form. He burst into verse sighing: You are gladness, you are sunshine. You are happiness I trow: You are all to me. my darling. That is lovely here below. Not to be outdone, the fair damsel whispered : You are splendor, you are glory. You arc handsome, you are true: All there is this side of heaven I behold, my love, in you!” Raptures! But suddenly a gruff voice broke in on their bliss, as father said sternly from the doorway: I am lightning. I am thunder. I'm a roaring cataract: I am earthquakes and volcanoes. And I'll demonstrate the fact. And he proceeded to do so.—W. E. THE WILY WEED I have walked in summer meadows Where the sunbeams flashed and broke. But I never saw the cattle nor the Sheep nor horses smoke. I have watched the bird with wonder. When the world with dew is wet. But I never saw a robin puffing at A cigarette. I I have fished in many a river. When the sucker crop was ripe. But I never saw a catfish puffing at A briar pipe. Man's the only living creature that Parades this vale of tears. Like a blooming traction engine. Puffing smoke from nose and ears. If Dame Nature had intended, when She first invented man. that he'd smoke. She would have built him on a Widely different plan. She'd have fixed him with a stove-pipe. And a damper and a grate. And he'd had a smoke consumer that Was stri-'lly up to date.