Chenoa High School - Chenowan Yearbook (Chenoa, IL)

Page 25 text:

ij f51 i , mb! CUJBIIUIUHI1 4L.:FeS Li? JoKe9. ' 1 . f Fax Zffizfll ' M - 'K RX ',,' ' A, ' , 4 Y f - h:'wW ' ' 7 R K Y gf 'Q A L ' 4 , is is AVAA . in ., fgzv -vp ,U W ggi! , .A,A Z QW, I ,:,. ,, Q ' o - 79' t x. . 1. Q aj: ' , ' VI - ., , ,,,., V, f X I :rf ,.,s1,,,1s 'Y V ' A ,V ' ' ' + - . . X' - , p g '6- oc .I . 3- g if ffl, pg? .. M021 14' n ji - 6 XXI A uzze cz ' Q mo ' f fdffella J wifhf ' 1930 Pads twenty-one

Page 24 text:

The Qlhenntnan ELA5 5 50 Look Tnaswaf How ' 'X Y . Ea 1. Y oNd'l'e Home-Banc U ut A Mcf?J 7 My ww PJt tj 1930

Page 26 text:

T if TT The Gibenutnan figfgaarffeT41e A CAMPING TRIP WHEN the sweet, silvery-smooth breath of summer lends its languorous odor to the atmosphere, nearly every boy, whether six or sixteen, or even older, dreams constantly of camping out. It is a very simple matter for a boy with an active imagination to sleep in a tent in his back yard, and visualize himself in Canada, and some can even realistically dream of arising with the dawn, fas all real campers are supposed to doj cooking a breakfast unobtainable and incomparable with those to be had at home, and then hunting animals, that, had they really existed in his camping area, would have driven him to sleep inside. So, being boys, and just the same in thought and actions as other boys, we naturally greeted with unbounded delight a proposal made by our scout- master to take a camping trip to a site about twenty miles distant, where we could live in a real log cabin, deep in a real timber, and fish and hunt all day. VVhen the vote was taken, it was unanimous, we went! It is very sad to relate but the saying, Boys will be boys, is only too true. Starting early one Monday morning, fourteen strong, we shouldered our packs and started for our Eden We had chosen to hike, so that if any one wished to return, he would have to walk. This turned out to be a very good idea, as ideas go. We hiked in a group for a few miles, but then some began to lag, and soon there were only four of us in the van, the distance gradually increasing between the groups until, when the last straggler arrived, we had the cabin all cleaned up. After cooking an excuse for a supper, we went, supposedly, to bed, dead-tired. But each had to relate his experiences of the long, arduous trip, and although a scout is truthfulf' I am very frank in admitting that the recording angel must have had a busy night. Eventually, however, one by one we drifted to the land of sweet dreams, some peacefully, others noisily, until finally everyone was asleep. Then, the fire having died down, the mosquitoes started working overtime, and they had never worked so ambi- tiously before. Blankets were utilized to fight them off, but to no availg we were outnumbered, it seemed, a million to one, and were destined to the same fate as Daniel so narrowly escaped. Necessity being the mother of invention, we finally conceived the wonderful idea of rolling in our blankets, and permitting them to do their worst, which they did, obligingly enough. The inevitable result was that we slept not a moment during the entire night. Page twen ty-two .. wif,-View V, -V --V- 1 9 3 0 N:-'--e?5E1ff,f.'