Burr and Burton Academy - Burtonian Yearbook (Manchester, VT)

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THE BURTONIAN Yeah laughed the other I guess we had He emphaslzed the last Why the man they were talking about was my master What could they mean by c1rcumstances Maybe they were golng to send me home A new hope welled 1n me at such a thought How could I know that presently I would be 1nsulted bevond compare? Oh there was a famlllar VOICE xn the next room my masters voxce He was speaklng wlth those terrible cruel men who had tortured me so Are you sule It s that bad? he asked Absolutely answered my torturer The only thmg to do would be to Jack up the speedometer and drlve a new care under Oh the terrlble creature that he should msult such as me that way' Oooh' Well sald my master as long as lt has to be done Ill send Meadows down tomorrow to Junk xt He took a car down yesterday so I guess hell know the place Wlth that he went home A car down yesterday' I wonder who he meant Certamly not No The next day Meadovss came vuth a truck and took me away Oh I must have looked pxtlful' As I hadnt slept a Wmk all nlght Ill bet there were dnl: black cxrcles under my hezmdhghts Well no one would see me that was one consolatlon Flnally arr1v1n0' at the Junk heap I was dumped down 1nto a deep hole I was unconsctous for a long t1me but when I came to who should I see but LIZYIC' So that was who my master had meant' Fate had Certamly been good to us ln our last days LIZZIG and I comforted each other for the rest of our lxves KEN N EL KONVERSATION By OIIVB Grlflith A pup outslde hlS kennel sat A talkmg to a nelghbor s cat He told her of the many hours He d spent ln spoxhng thrlvmg Bowers The cat she told of mxce she d caught And other cats wxth whom she d fought And then the pup would talk some more About h1s escapades of yore They boasted long of trlals and woes And of thelr many frxends and foes Each trled the other to outdo In many sforles false and true The v1s1t ended m a fight YVh1eh lasted far xnto the nlght Because of thelr concelted alr Theyd parted enemles That PRIF' 30 sl rv H H ' V Y ' ' . la ' H ' -Y A A ,y . . . . . , ., , . , H nm L yn I . u ' , . l . ,. t . 1 D I ' It H ' U 'V ' r - - 1 - 1 ' - , H . - . ' 'W - y of course not. She was in perfect condition as far as I could tell. ' 'h . . , . 1 ' , I ' 49' . , , C . . ' . . Y 7 Y . . 1 . 4 Y - , , - , , A, l , . ,

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THE BURTONIAN Hey Waxter I ordered Scandxnavxan Pome Parxsxan a la wagon or carte or somethlng All I get IS a P1606 of plaxn apple ple wlth a spoonful of cream on top I can get apple ple any day on the farm cart or no cart That s what you ordered sand the walter Well Ill be ,Dol darned Lrsten Mxrandy to those glrls Yes my deah lt s the swank1est pxcture matinee thls afternoon also What dxd you say the name was? John Boles and Polly Moran ln Sunset m Your Eyes Dont mlss 1t or youll be sorry Bemg Just across the street w1ll make It handy for you Let s go Mlrandy Sunset m Your Eyes Heh' Heh' Heh' So they entered the talkles They bought then' tlckets and Walted for the plctures to begm M randy M1r andy' Do you hear them actlng people talk Beats the pltchcrs back at Toonersvllle s Junctxon that we have every hollday all hol low by gum' MY ADVENTURES IN A HOSPITAL BY HENRY By Jessle Bolster I suppose It v. ould be called eavesdropplng but I Just couldnt help hear mg xt And the th1ngs that I heard' Oh dearxe me' It made my llttle eng1ne nearly turn over wxth frxght My master sa1d that I was to go to a garage tomorrow to be repaxred because I was gettmg old and weak I hardly understood what he meant so I asked LIZZIC to explaln My dear Henry she replled your mlnd must be gcttmg weak lf your body 1sn t Why he meant one of those new fangled hospxtals iTh1s latter scornfully for L1 z e was an old fashxoned person J Oh I groaned that I should have struggled to keep ahve a.nd forced myself to go on Just to have th1s happen to me' Oh dear ooh d dear I was truly weeping now Please don t carry on so Henry Llzzie was gettlng 1mpat1ent because she thought mt a waste of good water to weep It wont hurt you at all Wlth thxs last remark I had to be content but the fear was st1ll there The next mormng I awoke from a short uneasy nap to hear all of the b1rds smgmg IH the warm July sunshme How unaware they were of my approachxn perxl For I was sure xt would end m some terrlble catastrophe There I knew lt' My master was brlnglng Meadows down to take me away The Journey was taken very slowly and because of my frxght I kept cough mg and vnheezmg and I hardly made the last h1ll We reached there and my fr1ght mcreased doubly to End that I was to be LD such a dxrty olly place The men there put me up on a platform and told Meadows that I would not be able to leave for two weeks I groaned 1nward1y at that Two whole weeks ID that dxrty place' And theyd probably torture me unmercxfully all the time O dear' The flrst day was one begm wlth the men tore en 1ne O dreary me the would leave me alone for to remaln a dreadful memory to me forever To off my hood and started cleamng my poor lxttle agony that I sulfered' Then when I thought they a few mxnutes they took or rather tore off my fenders' Then all of a sudden they looked at each other and laughed I guess wed better call Mr Roblnson and tell h1m the cxrcumstances, saxd one H ' . . . . . - 1 - 1: . , - u 1 11 - - , . H , rr . . . ,, , . . H . , . . . ,, 1 1 ' u ' 11 U . . , . . , . . . . ,, u 1 - - 11 . I .... u i - - ' . , . . . . , . . 11 , . 66 D . , . . , - 1 , . Y . . . , . rl ,A 11 - u - ' - 1 1 . , . ,, . . , . 1 'rr 5 - ' , .. I . u 11 cl - 1 1 - - 11 . ' , - . u 1 11 - - - - 1 - 1 . ' an 1 11 . on . Y . . . c . . , . - 1 , . 1 . . 7 . v ' 1 U. 4: ' 1 - 1 1 1 14 1 - - . ,,

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THE BUPTONIAN A CADDY S DIARY By Margaret McGu1re I am a kaddle nlne years old The month lS July and th1S IS a dlary for one week July 1 Dear Dxary Swell day down to the lmques We guys was 1n the kaddle house matchxn pennles I won ten cents Around noon I went out Kaddxed for some peachy players D1dnt drlve ln the ruff dldnt loose no balls and made a buck and half Hope I get them agaln tomorrow July 2 Dear Dlary Blzzness wasnt so hot today Dldn t get out untll three oclock I got bum players They drove ln a bunker got my shoes full of sand then ID the brook got my feet soaked Maw ra1sed the deuce when I got home July 3 Dear Dlary Couldnt go to the lmques today untll my shoes drled out Just shaggered for a cheap skate July 4 Dear Dlary Went out double m the mornlng They were bum sports snapples Went out ln the afternoon wlth a swell lookxn dame Her golf wasnt so hot She dldnt drxve past the tee anytlme One of these slefaurettes But she sure had lodes of Jack Gave me a b1g t1pp July 5 Dear Dlary Couldnt go to the lmques at all today Smoked one of her fancy sxgaurettes and was slcker than a dog all day No more of them hlgh sented thmgs for me Im gomg to stlck to corn s1lk July 6 Dear D1ary Felt a llttle b1t better thls mormng Had a rotten day Got out w1th an old crabb that couldnt play at all Guess he d1dnt have much dow All he gave was four bxtts Took maw and Maude to the show last mght Spent an awfulle lot of cash on her but I amt sorry because she s a swell kldd July 7 Dear Dxary Prettle punk day ralned l1ke furr1e all momm I the afternoon the greens was so slo that not many played only dubbs that dxdnt know the dxffrunce Guess they d1dnt know much about muny ne1thur I got plenty out of them Won t have to kaddxe for a week Three cheers for the dubbs' IF YOU KNEW HOW I ENVY YOU By Gould Grxfflth If you knew how I envy you When I see you each day I m sure that you would treat me In a much k1ndl1er way Why do you shun my company And look on me wlth scorn can not help lt 1f my clothes Are dxrty old and torn I may not wear the kmd of clothes That you rlch people do But lf your Pa was unemployed Then you d be ragged too .. V N O ! sosity bugs-she didn't care much about golf. All she cared about was -A . 2 . . . . n I . .