Crown Point High School - Excalibur Yearbook (Crown Point, IN)

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CROWN POINT INKLINGS 25 Perhaps In some distant day A traveler passing by this way Will read these epitaphs in the cemetery Of the good old class of ’33. A nice girl was Helen Sutton But she choked herself on a piece of mutton. Here lies old Bill Fateh He got “peppered” one night in a water-melon patch. Dean Harper got a fractured joint When he failed to go to Cedar Point Wilma Weber’s green mound is under the sky While she strums harp strings up on high. We next find Caroline Schmidt, just think, She fell in the cistern, kerplink. Next in line is Florence Underwood While on earth she did all she could. There’s Emery Adams not far away He and Florence were friends in their day. There’s the grave of Ethel Fitch She died scratching the seven-day itch. This marker says Beulah Lisius She passed out one nite when dry¬ ing dishes. Sad but true, here is Stella Liss To think the poor gal came to this! Dorothea Rushton was sure to get her man But he hit her on the head with a frying pan. Evelyn and Dick were a cute pair, Hope they’re enjoying themselves up there. Elsie Sulista, though so smart Met her finish by Cupid’s dart. Martha Peterson one day in Beecher Was at a game and fell off the bleacher. Here lies the Farquhar girl, Winnie She went on a diet and got too skinny. Ed Henderlong was a walking book of knowledge , So now he’s president of Heaven’s college. Joe Valdman started back to the old country But fell into the briny sea. The Hershman girls, Lois and Lucile Fell from their seat on the ferris wheel. Pat Patterson went the way of most men Till Judgment Day we won’t see him again. Ralph Marlatt too has joined the Harp Band Everyone up there thinks his music is grand. He was once a sailor, Walter Wei- land, He went on the sea but didn’t reach dry land. Peg Boye lived to an old age As an actress on the New York stage There is the tomb of Billie Gilbey She’s dead now and always will be. Bert Ellis was a hearty eater But now he’s lunching with St. Peter. Up there they teach mathematics And their teacher is Malcolm Stonex. While in Japan, Margaret Dovichi Drove in the ditch with her jinricki. Handy and Sally were happy, of course Until she went to Reno for a divorce If in Heaven there’s a Harem It belongs to Danny Oram. If the Holley girls had any luck One was “Nip” and the other “Tuck”. Tuffy Houk was always full of pep But on a tight rope she lost her step. This is the end of Ammon Aken He ate too much ham and bacon. Alice Luke is dead and gone She loved a man but not for long. Vernon and Lawrence, the Patz boys, Have tasted their fill of earthly joys. A healthy boy was Julian Moran But he got too much summer tan. A home-loving gal was Ethel Mur¬ ray But she brought on her death by too much worry.

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24 CROWN POINT I NKLINGS THE SCUM “Jinny” Benjamin has tough luck on her dales with Freddie the freahman. His father comes in Lamsons and drags him home be¬ fore he can escort his lady fair to the door. Do you remember the sigh Mary Anna used to heave when Bing came out on the floor in basketball? What can it be—you guess. Just who is Peg Boye’s choice? Is It Bill Fifield or Kenny Linton? She has been flitting from one throne to another—can it last? She may get stuck. Haniford, entering restaurant: Do you serve shrimps here? Waiter: Sure, sit right down; we serve everybody. Edith Burge: Do you think my mouth is pretty? Pat Patterson: Prettiest in the world, dear. I’d be willing to put mine against it anytime. Wilma Adank called up Dyer one night and informed Johnny that papa was polishing his trusy 45. Whoa! Look out, John! Mr. Malcom Parry—The latest answer to a maiden’s prayer. Eddie Glover dated Virginia Lane and Malcom took them in his own car—That is what I call a pal, E. Margison: I can’t accept your attentions, Dick. Dick Madsen: Well, the least you could do is to return them. How is the “Sweetest thing in the world” treating you, Dean, my boy? Love is a beautiful thing you told us once, but don’t let it get you down. Take the advice of the two old maestroes. It was once stated that Haniford was ready to drop his little ro¬ mance with the fair Miss Fisher— We are still waiting. It isn’t as easy as you say is it, Kenny? You should not be so free in your state¬ ments just because you took a little ride with one of the Holley twins. Just imagine all the gas consum¬ ed going to Chicago every week¬ end, in Geisen’s Buick. Vera surely is a lot of expense. Is she not, Vemie? I kissed her in the garden The moon was shining bright, She was a marble statue For I was drunk that nite. Who is the most jealous boy in school?—Bert Ellis. Is true love like that? Who is the man who can earn his stripes for lady slaying?—Plugger, how many do you wear? Louis Miller says the one good thing about a bum foot is that all the women have to come to him. What a man! Life is one fool thing after an¬ other Love is two fool things after each other. Imagine some people’s conceit, when the girls have a fault meeting, the boys clamor around demand¬ ing to know what they said about them, when they probably weren’t even mentioned. At last Stonex has come into his own. He is giving McLaughlin the same run around she has beeen giving him for years—Keep it up, Male, we’re glad to see it. In the parlor there were three Rube, a parlor lamp, and she Two is company, without a doubt, And so the parlor lamp went out. A bachelor is one who doesn’t make the same mistake once. It is rumored that a budding ro¬ mance is in progress betwen Janet Holley and Jack Fuerst. Rube Vo. ' k plus Griffith equal Lizzy. H ' ere is something we admire. The romance between D. Madsen and E. Margison. It has blossom¬ ed throughout their whole high school career. Good luck both of you. There are meters of accent And meters of tone But the best of all meters Is to meet her alone. Famous last words: 1. Elaine, you’re the one I adore, I only admire Garbo. 2. I’ll just pass out of the pic¬ ture whenever you say Sally. 3. Her mother named her Eliza¬ beth and I want you to call her that. 4. I’m Carol Root, just leave everything to me. Mart. Perry: You know Dick there are lots of couples who do not pet in parked cars? Dick Collins: Ya, the woods are full of them. Janis Holley was seen outside the Waldorf Astoria the other nite- -She has never been inside. Who is destined to be the belle of the school?-Our own Phillis Burroughs. What a break for the Freshmen and Sophomores. We understand that Billie Gilbey has been stepping out with a champion. Who can it be?—Why it is Primo Canero. What a girl! What was it the whole school was laughing about the other day? Oh, I recall. Janet Holley thought that Sex Education was a Co-ed | school.

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CROWN POINT INKLINGS Dorothy, Micky, and Harold, the Hodge three Died from drinking too much tea(?) Virginia Benjamin was never known to be dull Her fate was mourned by Freddy Krull. Ever good friends were Bob and Joe We guess they still are for all we know. Kathryne Kindberg lived a happy life And made some man a very good wife. Virginia Holloway who had a win¬ ning laugh Is now being mourned by her better half. Vernie Geisen is slumbering here, He celebrated too much the return of beer. Louis Miller and his brother Bing Were hit with eggs when they tried to sing. The fair Horst girl, better known as Isabel Tried to see her image in the bot¬ tom of a well. Helen Hoffman liked to work and play But exhausted herself on a sum¬ mer’s day. Things were O. K. for John Hill Till he met a gal named Diamond LU. This is the grave of Wilma Frame We see she got there just the same. Like Humpty Dumpty, Catherine Zurbriggen Fell and couldn’t be put together again. The end came for Arthur Hopp When he tried to beat up the traffic cop. Collins and Parry with their song and dance Became famous from Broadway way over to France. Florence Ziese’s adventures were told in a book Called “True Story Magazine,” just give a look. Edna Weiler while young was so tiny and sweet Don’t jump to conclusions, she died at six feet. Ina Thompson, a gorgeous blond Captivated the Frenchmen over the Pond. Leila Lottes made a good farmer’s wife Till she finished him with a butcher knife. Helen Winkler bold and strong Made boasts of prowess Loud and Long. Here is the grave of Ruben Volk He died laughing at his own joke. And not far away lies Maxine Wood She couldn’t behave the way she should. George Claussen had no use for a gal Until he met up with Frivolous Sal. We all remember Harold Bremer Last heard of he was a lion tamer. Everyone liked John Zukows Why he wouldn’t even hurt a mouse. Clement Gustke, Emery’s pal Like most men, married a gal. This marker says Clarmilta Kerr Running the Pepinella finished her. Mildred Nielsen, so ’tis said, Was the circus fat lady, over fed. Mildred Burge had a heart of gold, It’s a pity she lost it when she grew old. Marion Ross with all her boy friends Is still an old maid when her story ends. A famous poet was Helen Kress “Still water runs deep” we must confess. Florence Bisselberg, with her smile so sweet Made a fortune from her dancing feet. Here rests none other than Tillie Place She tried to beat a train but lost the race. A REMEDY FOR THAT CERTAIN ACHE If you don’t feel just right, If you can’t sleep at night, If you moan and you sigh, If your throat feels dry, If you don’t care to smoke, If your food makes you choke, If your heart doesn’t beat, If you’re getting cold feet, If your head is in a whirl, Why not marry the girl? Dear Reader: Be it ever so homely, there’s no face like your own. ANOTHER BIT OF FARM RELIEF Sears Roebuck has published a bigger and better catalogue. “Well Moran, my boy”, said his uncle, “my congratulations! I hear you gave one of the Holleys a break” “Rather”, replied Moran heart¬ ily. “But,” said his uncle, “how on earth do you tell them apart?” “Oh,” said Moran, “I don’t try.” SAD BUT TRUE: A kiss is something like gossip, It goes from mouth to mouth. The old maids went for a tramp in the woods. The tramp died. CLASSIFIED ADS. Wanted: A boy to deliver fish that can ride a bicycle. Wanted: A salesman to sell eggs not over forty years old. Wanted: Man with a wooden leg to mash potatoes. Wanted: Man to look after cow with voice suitable for choir sing¬ ing. Wanted: A room by a man with a bay window. For Sale: Good, sound mule, Owner in hospital. For Sale: Black and green ladies’ hose. For Rent: Flat with eight rooms and two baths on trolley tracks.