Chinook High School - Breeze Yearbook (Chinook, MT)

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Lena Christiansen “Laugh and grow fat” Class vice-pres. (4); Green Stockings; German club (3); Salutatory. Lena is the best natured girl in the class and is one of our leaders in society. She also busies herself along other lines as is shown by her grades. One of her ambitions is to be a school ma’am. Jessie O’Keefe “Study is the root of all evil.” Class sec’y-treas. (4); basket-ball (1, 2); German club (3);Modern Merchant of Venice; and Green Stockings; Class History. Jess is a quiet litttle girl, and takes little interest in anything but class affairs and domestic duties. She seems to draw her share of grades nevertheless. Donald Entorf “Oh, I’m so tired.” Belgrade H. S. (1); Sec’y-treas. A.A. (4); German club (3); Tennis club; Class vice-pres. (2); Debating society; S. O. S.; Modern Merchant of Ve-nice;Green Stockings; Class Oration. This dignified senior has a great deal of trouble in dodging honors, thrust upon him. Runs a Ford part of the time, and a certain fair Junior takes up the rest. Donald is one of our star debaters, and played center on the basket ball team last winter. Miss Dickey—“Is there any substance which expands in winter and contracts in summer?” Lena—“Yes, ice.” Miss Dickey—“Randall, what is the use of the external ear?” Randall—“To catch the dust, I guess.” Porfr Ten

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When Wit Out-witted, or “Where you goin?” asked Bill Rawley as he watched his room mate struggle with a refractory tie. “None of your business,” retorted the other boy savagely. “I’ll bet you’ve got a date with that Burton girl again. I'd advise you to leave her alone,” sneered Bill. His only answer was a growl. Bill and his friend, Jack Turner, were students at Townley High School. They were fast friends but were rivals and they frequently quarreled, especially when Nellie Burton was mentioned. She favored Jack, altho Bill w'as more popular and had more money than his younger friend. As soon as Jack had left, Rawley hastily put on his coat and rushed madly across to the garage where he kept his auto, or rather'his Ford. He backed out of the garage, almost running over one of the employees, and soon was speeding toward the Burton home. He rang the bell and the door was opened by Miss Nellie herself, dressed as tho she were expecting company. “Hello, Nellie”, said Bill. “How do you do. Mr. Rawley,” replied Nellie. “Jack told me to tell you that he couldn’t come tonight, because he has to study for the exam tomor- Turn About is Fair Play ' row,” continued Bill. “Oh,” gasped Nellie in a disappointed tone. “Don’t you want to go for a spin?” inquired Bill sweetly. “Well, I guess I might, but I must be back by nine o’clock,” replied Nellie. “Just wait till I get my coat.” Soon they were off, but they had no more than gone when Jack knocked at the door. Mrs. Burton answered the knock this time. Having exchanged friendly greetings, Mrs. Burton told him that Nellie had gone. “Mr. Rawley came and told her that you couldn’t come,” she said sympathetically, “so she went for a ride with him.” Jack could hardly hide his disappointment, but he went back to his room full of anger towards his school mate. He was still studying when Bill came home. “Well, did you have a good time, all by yourself?” asked Bill. Jack jumped to his feet. “You great, big, overgrown stiff,” he raged. “What do you mean by —.” He swung a tremendous blow at Bill’s face, but Bill seized the smaller fellow’s wrists and laughed. “Oh, no you don’t, little man.” Jack kicked and struggled in vain to free himself. Pa jr Ninr

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“That’s a great trick to pull off,” he stormed. “Tell her that I couldn’t come, you big crook.” “Well, dearie, what are you going to do about it,” taunted Bill as he released Jack and started to take off his coat. “Just wait and see”, retorted the other boy as he seated himself and went to studying again. Late in the next afternoon, as soon as school was over for the day, Jack hurried towards Nellie’s home but as he approached he saw Bill and the object of his affections sitting on the front porch. He went to his room and impatiently waited for Bill to come home, and when he appeared, Jack hastened to see Nellie. She answered the knock herself and Jack’s heart dropped to his shoes when she greeted him with a frigid “How do you do, Mr. Turner,” so unlike the “Hello Jack” of the day before. “I-er c-came to explain to you, Nellie,” stammered Jack. “Bill c-came and told you a lie about my- my not coming. I was here just after you —” “No, you needn’t mind explaining, sir,” Nellie cut him off. “I will have absolutely nothing to do with anybody that will say such mean things as I have been told you said about me. Now will you kindly go?” “B-but Nellie,—” but she was gone. Jack walked sorrowfully toward his home and as he turned a corner, he almost ran into Nellie’s little brother, Bob, who was carrying a load of groceries. “Hello, Jack,” said the boy gleefully. “Hello, Bobbie, ’’replied Jack. “You’re just the fellow I want to see,” continued Bob. “I have got sumpin’ to tell you. You know I was playin’ mumble-the-peg with Jay Simonds last night right in front of the porch,” he went on, “and Bill Rawley and Nellie was sittin' on the porch together talkin’. We heard every word they said. Bill told her that you said she was a two faced little flirt to run off with Bill, that way, and that you said you were d. ne with her.” “Did he?” commenced Jack angrily, but he checked himself. “Then Nellie said, ‘I don’t believe Jack would say that, Mr. Rawley,’ and Bill says, I)o you think I would tell you a lie?’ Nellie said she didn't know. Bill said more too,” continued Bobbie. “He says to Nellie, ‘He was awful sore because you went with me.’ ‘Jack never acted that way before’ Nellie says, but Bill kept on. ‘Well, he said that you were a stuck up little cat and that the only thing you had to be stuck up over was your drug store beauty.’ That seemed to make Nellie awful sore and she says ‘Did he say that?’ ‘He sure did,’ Bill says. ‘Well who would ever think that of Jack.’ Nellie was awful mad and she's been ravin’ at you ever since.” “The dirty sneak,” commented Jack. “Say Bobbie, Pagf Ehorn