Central Intermediate School - Memories Yearbook (Ottawa, IL)

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'ijsgsi S POLYSCOPE E 1-1-ISZSIE 52411 First Delta Kappa-I always look under my bed before I retire. Second D. K.-So do I, but I never have any luck. CD1T.T. It was 1 a. m.-the bellhop of the Jefferson Hotel called a taxi. Then he escorted four slightly inebrieted males out the door. This guy Cputting him in the far cornerl goes to 111 North Institute. This one fplacing him in the near cornerj goes to 1025 North Monroe. This fellow Csitting him in the middlel J is to be taken to 223 Bigelow and this gink fputting him on the jumper seatsj is to be siphoned out at 103 North Maplewood avenue. The taxi driver nodded and gave his Yellow the gas. In about five minutes he was back. Say! Would you rearrange these guys? I went over a bump and they all got mixed up. ' , Babby-They say Frances Turnbull has at last decided to marry a struggling young teacher. Helen-Well, if she's decided, he might as well quit struggling.

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'E,l'ig6 iE.'if PDl.Y5CQ'PE E :ilizsfg g24o1 DEDICATED TO DR. WYCKOFF Weeks of History all remind us We should strive to do our best, And departing leave behind us Notebooks that will help the rest. 0.T,-iii Paul Maynard-I have a good job at J ack's. Mary Helen-What do you do '? Paul-Milk chocolates. ,L..-..-li0.T.-1,-..-. Mr. Schroeder-What is a petty officer? Overton-A petty oilicer is a cop who makes love to every good cook on his beat. Sharpe-I can't understand Why Chet got kicked out. He told me he was getting through his course with ease. Meissler-Yeah, Wilh E's. That's Why. if V! sf 0 0 ' o 9 X I f Ill' Lf Who'll pull the strings next election 'Z That's what We Want to knowg Here's Sherman with his wires attached All ready for a go.

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-gage-fe 5 Pol.vsco'PE Ed-1-1-P19262 52421 DUNLOP-VELDE BREAK ENGAGEMENT AND GET MARRIED The love affair between John Dunlop, Jr., son of Mr. and Mrs. John Dunlop of Columbia Terrace, and Miss Idalene Velde, daughter of Domama and Dopapa Velde of Pekin, ended one week ago with the marriage of that lovely young pair of turtle doves. The wedding was solemnized at the Salvation Army citadel in Pekin, Adjutant Ami Alive officiating. Mr. John Kellogg of Malaria, Vt., isome- place between life and deathj acted as best man. In fact he was the best man Mr. Dunlop could Hnd. The bride walked down the aisle to the tune of Here Comes the Bride as played by Schmidt's band. Schmidt's band is noted for the fact that it can play in any flat provided it has the key. Three bridesmaids held up the bride's dress. Two safety pins held 'up the groom's pants as he waited for the bride to reach him. Miss Velde wore a scrapedasheen dress with a veil of tears. Mr. Dun- lop wore a black suit and gloves which he removed during the ceremony. The three bridesmaids wore lovely dresses of pink shoveon and carried bunches of dontchaforget-me-nots. The ceremony was one of the simplest ever to be performed at the Pekin citadel. As the vows were read the soft sweet music of Schmidt's band playing Lead Kindly Light wafted o'er the room. Those wonder- ful words Wilt Thou floated softly out of the Adjutant's loud speaker and the bride Wilted. After the ceremony the two contestants retired to the bride's residence where a magnificent wedding breakfast was served. Great platters of Liv- erwurst and Wienerschnitzel laid on every table. The fight between Dunlop's relation and the Velde relation was the only incident to mar the ceremony. The fight started when the Velde relation beat Dunlop's relation to the table. The Dunlops said it wasn't fair because the Velde relation purposely sat in the back of the citadel so that they could get out faster and eat more. If the groom's relation had not been good pushers they would have had to wait like the bride's relation did. The young couple will live at Pekin after they return from their honey- moon. It is thought that Mrs. Dunlop, Jr., can find a job easier in Pekin than in Peoria. . i0-?.T Mr. Jordan Cat the drug storej-Did you kill any moths with those moth-balls I sold you? Chuck Longenecker-No. I tried for three hours, but I couldn't hit one.