Chambersburg Area High School - Echo Yearbook (Chambersburg, PA)

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he 1923 ffclvq Miss Seiderls Have you read Shakes- peare? If yon have, you can certainly appreciate the tal- ents of our lovely Miss Sei- dors. How we wish that all the world could hear her teach Macbeth. Even the chronic sleepers sit up and take notice then. and every one wishes the periods would go on indefinitely. except the boy who tries to blntf. At first we wondered how she had escaped the boat on the sea of matriinony. for she is not only charming in man- ner but lovely of face. But later we decided that she had accepted a greater calling- that of instructing and urging on to a higher life, the youth of Ull2il1lll0l'Silll1'g'. We hope that future class- es. fparticularly the Juniors. for they 1199ti it so lllllkilf will obtain great knowledge. as we have. from our Lovely Lady. Mr. Shockey Jack of all trades is this tine looking luan. He teaches Science, supervises in Study Hall--innch to the discomfort of a few boisterous young peo- plef-. and even acts as Princi- pal when Mr. Faust is absent. lint he is in his element when acting as coach for a lively bunch ot' boys or girls. Ile has brought our foot-ball up to par and has produced two remarkably fast basket-ball teams-Athe boys' tealn having won the pennant ln the Blue Ridge league with a standing of 1000. There are as good prospects for the base-ball season. XVe hope for the sake of the underclassnien that he will remain with us. is 6 Mrs. Miller In the future the tourist spinning along near Scotland will be constrained to stop near the bridge and listen to the sounds wafted from a lit- tle cottage in the lane. Vhnck! Uhuck! Uhnckee! will float on the apple blossom laden breezes. And it the traveler is observant. he will catch a glimpse. over the raspberry patch. of a graceful lignre tossing corn to a flock of high bred fowls, with the niost Delsartian nioveinents. No. it won't be Mary Gar- den or Geraldine I arrar: it will be Mrs. Miller. Not the draniatic Mrs. Miller of U. H. S.. but a veritable Maud Mil- ler. How cheerfully she helps .Iohn rake the hay: but just take a peep in the back door on honse-cleaning day and you will seo hiln busily sweeping. while his broom keeps time to the little tune-- How 'you gonna keep 'er Down on the farm?

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Che '19 3 ffexm Miss Huber Variety is the spice of life. and so we Hnd it in Miss Huber's period. VVhat we don't talk about isn't worth mentioning. We learn not only facts about Latin but many things that will be of use to us in our journey through life. Nothing is funnier than to hear some little Fresluuau tell of the awful lecturing he got from Miss Huber. His eyes are big with fright as he glances furtively here and there, as though expecting to see her jump out of some cor- ner. Poor little fellow. he doesn't know that her bark is wo1'se than her bite. When he first meets her out of school he will need shock-ab- sorhers, for he will have the surprise of his life to find that she is one of his best friends. Mr. Faust At first he seems like the usual ru11 of principals- merely intellectual-v: but we soon discovered that he was a sport. tjust what we need- ed ll, and it wasn't long until we were all Faust Fans. Prof. is always there with the Time for work and time for play lnotto. And when he says work, 4wc work! As for discipline! NVow! All we can say is that he has 11ot only Cut down the cutting, but has made us turn over a new leaf-and he didn't wear Cat's Paw Heels to do it. And wasn't it a grand n' glorious feeling to see that he could Act ! XVe'll say we're proud of him. VVe thank the School Board for sending such a Grand o'le man. So here's to you and the Missus. Prof! And we wish you all luck in moulding fu- ture Senior Ulasses as suc- cessfully as you have moulded us in the Last long mile. tlfll Miss Hockenberry Rattle ! Rattle! Honk I Honk! Honk! Here comes Miss Hockenberry in her new Ford!! Get out of the way everybody! Miss Hocken- berry is so used to overcoming obstacles that the intricacies of automobilism are for her as easy as iiudiug the value of x. She 1l0t'Sll.f even stop for telc- graph poles-they look just like cylinders to her. and she treats 'em just like that. Hereafter tardy marks will be unknown quantities i11 U. H. S.. because she is going to bring the habitually tardy to school in Sir Henry. And you can count o11 her being: there in plenty of time.

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he 19 23 ffzhnf Mrs. Keefer Of course, you've seen the picture before, but doesn't the name look unfamiliar? We'll admit the name is different but the person is still Miss Rossman. WVhen school began last fall, Mrs. Keefer had the distinction of being the only married lady on tl1e faculty. But Miss NVhisler soon got jealous, and now they share the Croix d'Honneur. Mr. Faust displayed unusual wis- dom when he chose Mrs. Kee- fer faculty advisor for the Senior class. No where could we iind a better friend or o11e wl10 is more willing to help us ill every Way. Mrs. Keefer's sunny smile Has lightened many a weary mile. Mr. Williams Here is Professor Williams, head of the Commercial de- partment, who comes from way down in Uld Kentucky. ln his three years' stay we have learned that he not only believes that Speech is sil- ver. silence is golden. but truly lives up to his belief. He takes a great interest in all of the activities that the students undertake. Since he is such a wizard at figures. he has charge of all the School funds, and care- fully accounts for them. NVe have all found that. un- der his quiet, unassuming manner, is a friendly interest and a store of knowledge that has benefited many a student who has gone to him for help. Miss Mickey A teacher strict she was, and stern to view: I knew her well, and every student knew: well had the little Freshmen learned to trace the day's dis- asters in her morning face: full well they laughed-no counterfeited glee-at all her jokes,4for ma11y a joke had she. Full well the busy whis- pers, circling.: round. conveyed the dismal tidings when she frowned. Yet she was kind, or if severe in aught. the love she bore to learning was in fault. Lands she has visited, towns and mountains seen: she has ridden western bron- chos and eaten Boston beans. XVhile words of learned length and thundering sound amazed the gaping students ranged around, and still they gazed, and still the wonder grew that one small head could carry all she knew. 1 ,e Y 4 Y A 4P- 4 v C165