Centerville Senior High School - Mortonian Yearbook (Centerville, IN)

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MORTONIAN 1924 12:2lXl2n1u!lXn2lXn2n2n2l:u! Xl :Xu I :gl lxl n nxlxuzlxljnh :Xu 1 lxlxlxlzlzl IXI!!Xl2I!!2n1l2l:l1l!l!I2I!I!IXIXI b IFS IF:- Katherine were in the hall, would Eddie Terry? Miss Boyd were in a VERY pleasant mood, could Willard Knapp? Clifford should ask her would Esther be Meek? Clarissa an-d Martha should make a mistake, wo'uld'n't that be Ahl Wlriigh-t? Irvin Hamilton can't come to see Mildred McC'onah-a perhaps Harold May? Richard doesn't see Mildred Hill, there is sure to be a Rau? The Ice plant was grafted on the milk weed would it make ice cream? Floyd should' go with Hazel would Orville raise Cain? Mr. Dea Kyne should ask her what magnetism is, could he tell what Nazoma Means? Alice were a Wissler QwhistlerJ would Bertha Crowe? Harol-d M. fafter a B. B. gameb :- My 'dear you are the 'goal of my affections. Mary D.:- Yes, but Dad tis the referee, and if yo-u 'don't be careful he will foul you for holding. Powder and paint makes a +girl's freckles look like they ain't Women are peculiar. O-nce they put their money on their backs, now they 'put it on their faces. Darkness -is an 'absence of lightg cold is an absence of heatg and flunking is an absence of min-d. Some have rea-d Romeo, but few have read Juliet The Dictionary is alright but it changes the subject too often. NINETY-SEVEN

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MORTONIAN H121 DQQCob'C1,CLCLO,G.CkCo3LOQCf:3z1 3Uz33t?Zi31QQ3ZilCYD,-'J JOKES HOW WOULD YOU LIKE TO SEE James Davison say something really sensible. Esther Anderson with black hair. Mr. Dea Kyne give some one else 100 in P115 sics besides Mary Dunkle. Hazel Jackson slim. Kathryn Nelson fat? Mr. Ranck smoke a cigarette? Mrs. Hamilton really angry? Noble Jackson in a dress suit? Miss Boyd in an evening gown? Helen Brumfield when she isn't giggling? Nazoma Means when she wasn't writing notes. Hear Miss Cox sing? Mary appear on the scene when Mildred is vamping Harold. Willard Knapp when he wasn't looking for something to eat? Eddie Terry when his nose wasn't hard? The missing link? There are several in our school. Once in a great while when Hazel walks down the street alone she is singular. Harold is nominative and when he walks across t-he street to Hazel he becomes verbial and then diative. If Hazel is not objective they ride to her home near Abington. Her mother becomes accusative and Harold imperative then they talk of the future. Haz- el changes to objective when Harold kisses her. Her father becomes present so things If a burglar entered the cellar, would the coal chute? If a budglar entered- the cellar, would the coal chute? Could ia detective solve a garden plot. N INETY-SIX

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MORTONIAN 1924 mzecezf ' ' ' sms: A l Judgeg What's your occupation? Rastus: I'se a business man. Yo' honor. I's the manager of a family -laundry. Jurge: Wat's the name of that laun- dry? Rastus: De name of de laundry is 'Liza yo' honor. Don't you know, my friend, that Fortune knocks at every man's door? Yes, he knocked at my 'door once, but I was out, and ever since he has sent his daughter. His daughter? What do you mean? Why, Misfortune. Ah! I see by your hand that you are engaged, said the amateur palmist. How wonderfull? cried the bride- to-be. And, continued the reader of the future and the past in a more cutting tone, 'AI see that you are en- gaged to Mr. Snoodlef' Oh, it's perfectly extraordinary, burst out the blushing girl How could you know that? 'tYou are wearing the engagement ring I returned to him three weeks ago Napoleon was little so is our janitor. Londoner: What do you think of that tower for height? New Yorker fabroa-dj: Do y-ou call that high? Say in our ninety-first floor bedrooms, we have to close all the windows at night to keep the clouds from rolling in. Red Dav-ison: Wha-t's that big box on the front of your machine? Harold May: That's a camera for taking moving pictures, you see. I go so fast I don't have time to look at the scenery, and so I photograph it as I go along. If your father heard your stupid answers, it would make him turn in his grave! It couldn'-t, he's cremated. It w-as bedtime for four-year-old Jack but the little fellow wants to stay up later. His aunt, who tipped the scales at two hundred pounds said, W-hy Jack, think of me--I am very much older than you, and I go to bed with the chickens! Jack looked at her and said: Wlelil I don't see how you ever got up on the roost. NINETY-EIGHT