D S Keith Junior High School - Yearbook (Altoona, PA)

 - Class of 1934

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KEITH JUNIOR HIGH DSK 7 CLASS WILL-1934 We, the class of 1934, of D. S. Keith .Junior High School, in the city of Altoona, County of Blair, state of Pennsylvania, the United States, Continent of North America, hemisphere of the West, and the earth, being in good mental con- -dition as usual, and of unlawful age Cunder 211 do hereby declare this our last will and testament, rendering void and of no avail any former will or wills that may have been made previously by us during a period of mental optimism. We have no specific directions to leave concerning our funeral, but we do hope you will come prepared to praise as well as bury us, forgetting the trifiing faults that may have been ours and remember- ing only our many virtues. All our funeral expenses, we hope, will be paid by the Board of Education. We feel that our brilliant record and our unusual achievements will live after us, but not wishing to take any chances, We suggest that a tablet, on which shall be inscribed our several names, and a 'few of our most astounding deeds, be purchased and placed in the auditorium of the school, in a position where it will strike the eye of all who enter. In this manner we do dispose of all -our possessions. Item: To the authorities, we advise .rigid and more frequent fire drills. We believe them to be of great benefit to our junior high school students especially on hot days. Item: To the 1935 class, we bequeath our most valuable properties, mainly, our self-satisfaction, our importance and our wisdom, and we hope said gifts will be of use in overcoming their present lack of pep. Item: To the yoimg and unsophisti- cated class of 1936, we leave a map of the school building. We include with this map our little pamphlet entitled "How to tell the Teachers," a book compiled by us after three years of arduous study. The legatees will notice that it is not what to tell the teachers, but how. It contains specific information as to which teachers can be bluffed, which are easy and which are hard to please, and those whom it is impossible to please. It tells who your favorite authors must be to stand well with the English Department, and what questions to ask the science teachers to make them forget the lesson and be interesting. Item: To our principal, we give and bequeath a sense of relief that we have at last been graduated. Item: To the band we 'give our best wishes that it will shortly be arrayed in uniforms. SURPRISE Thinking . . . thinking . . . thinking What could it be? Joe was celebrating his sixteenth birth- day. "Aw, gee, Mom," said Joe, "why can't you tell me what it is? Golly, you promised to tell me on my sixteenth birthday. What's the secret you're keeping from me?" "My son," said Mrs. Davis, I really hate to tell you. I don't like to dis- hearten or discourage you. And, besides, I really don't think it is my place to tell you. Perhaps you should ask your father." I Hopefully approaching his father, Joe began: "Please dad, what's the secret everyone around here has been keeping from me? Can't you tell me? Please . . ." "Well son," hesitated Mr. Davis, "I really think it would be more appro- priate to ask your grandfather. You know, son, it's very hard to break such news." Grandfather was sitting in the next room smoking and reading. "Well, grandpa," said Joe, pulling up a chair, "I want you to tell me something." And very confidently he eagerly began the same shower of questions. "I don't know exactly how to begin Joe 3 no, . . . "Well, grandpa," interrupted Joe, quite discouraged, "mom wouldn't tell me, so I went to dad and he said I should ask you . . . so here I am. Don't leave me in such suspense!" But the most satisfaction he received was going to his grandmother. However, his grandmother didn't satisfy his desir- ous request, either. Going back to his grandfather, Joe coaxed him into telling the great secret. What could this secret be? Was it some- thing about the family? Was it some- thing about his own personal welfare. Preparing himself by gripping the chair, Joe was ready to be told. "Well," said grandpa, "there ain't no Santa Claus!" Frances Louise Schum, 9 NIGHT The sun has sunk in the golden west, Gone again to take its rest The moon, will soon, like a ball appear And look down down on this world, so queer. The stars will light the heavenly way Where angels and cherubs laugh and play Nothing so beautiful, can equal night With the moon and the star giving light. THE RESCUE The mystic silence of an early June night was broken by the hysteric screams of a child and the roaring of the flames that were destroying the residence of four year old Ann Faust and her widowed mother. In a moment the street was alive with the clanging of the bells on the small town's only fire truckp Upon the arrival at the scene .of the disaster, the firemen found the frantic mother relating her tale of the mysterious occurrence. She told how she was awakened by the smothering smoke that was filling 'her room. Her listeners in- quired as to the where-abouts of her daughter Ann and the pet dog, Pat. Mrs. Foust awoke to the fact that her daughter was missing. As she realized the horror of the situation, the mother collapsed. ' Five minutes later frantic neighbors were searching high and low for the missing pair, but to no avail. After one hour of searching and quiz- zing, no trace of the lost child or the pet dog was revealed. There was but one place where the child could have beeng the still smoking ruins- of their once attractive home, which remained too hot to allow a successful search. Dawn found the firemen still raking the remains of the dwelling for some evidence that would prove that the vic- tims had perished in the iiames. An hour later found the desperate searchers with no .evidence whatever. They advanced their fruitless search with the theory that the child had been kidnaped and the building set on fire to cover the tracks of the invaders. Their decision was the only plausible solution to the mystery. But the question of the pet dog was brought up by the officers, who had taken command of the situation. How could anyone carry oi the child without arousing the dog? The mention of the dog seemed to bring him on the scene, for hardly had the words been spoken, when the scorched collie limped out of the This gave the searching and they directed the wood. There behind a chump of bushes they found tear stained little Ann quietly sleeping. She had been saved from the fire by the faithful collie, Pat. form of the pet nearby woods. party a clue, search to the fContinued on Page 81 I Irene Kelly, 9 Harold Stilller, 9

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6 KEITH JUNIOR HIGH DSK HEMPRESS OF THE NIGHT" Not quite emerged from the compact cocoon Just keep on struggling, and you'll be out soon. Beautiful "Empress of the Night"- You give my heart delight To see your wings of pale blue green With their glittering golden sheen. Go, lovely creature, from the old walnu tree. Oh you rare beauty! now you are free. I have been lucky to see such a sight The emerging and flight- of a. Luna iMoth. Dorothy 'Zediker, 9 A POETICAL TAIL In days of old When nights were cold, And I was but a kid I spied a tail, Just off the trail And this is what I did, I grabbed that tail, And with a rail I smashed his lid, I smashed his trunk, ! l ! ? ? Y " " "' Gee whiz, it was a skunk! Andrew Ritter, 9 1 FULFILLMENT An old tin can, In the dump it lay All dented and rusty and worm, People passed it day by day With naught but a look of scorn. Time was When the little tin can was new, All shiny and spic an' span 3 Its life was full, its sorrows few- It was a friend of man. But alas, one day the cook came along To prepare the midday meal. She took her can-opener, sharp and strong, And opened up the seal. The contents were to nourish man That life, he might sustain. But oh, with a toss, the little tin can Was thrown out into the rain. Along came a red-headed, freckled-faced boy- On fishing he was bentg He said, "Oh, what luck! what joy!" And into his pocket it went. With fat, juicy worms, he filled the can, To lure the Wiley trout- And thus again it served man Ere its short life went out. And now in the river mud it lies, And o'er a cool stream Hows, Hidden, unseen by human eyes It serves as a home for the minnows. SPRING FEVER I get a lazy feeling About this time of year Now that the flowers bloom again And all the birds are here It might be that I'm just happy At the end of winter drear But it's not-it's just spring fever. I have no interest now in school About this time of year It happens every year like this When days grow bright and clear It might be that I'm sorry That the end of it's so near But I'm not-it's iust spring fever. Beth Swope, 9 DAWN Dawn comes, Dawn goes, Then 'tis day, Day comes, Day goes, Then 'tis eve, Eve comes, Eve goes, Then 'tis night, And as purple shadows fall, 'Tis gone- Again the dawn. Betty Crilly, 9 THE STORM Darkening skies Widening eyes, Rain and mud, Storm and flood, Lightening and thunder, Horror and wonder, Bending trees, Changing breeze, Now howling winds The storm begins! TWILIGHT I I'm glad when the long day is over, And evening at last is here, For of all the hours of the day Twilight to me is most dear. For then all worlds completed The evening is stealing on, The sun sinks down behind the hills More radiant than at dawn. Fhere is time to recollect the day Fo separate the right from wrong, Be sorry for your weakness And vow to be more strong. Twilight at times is happy Again it is cloudy and sad Fwilight is the hour of quietness When to be living you're glad. The shadows begin to deepen The twilight hour is at end i But that hour may do much for you For trouble and sorrow it mends. Beth Swope, 9 BLACKNESS I look at you, and yet you seem, To hold no sympathy for me. You are so dark, and dank, and cold, No eheerfulness for me you hold I dread you when in caves I peer, For seeing nothing makes me fear. I hate you on a dark, hot night, When you do blacken everything that's light. I illuminate my spacious room, To bar you out, with all your gloom. You seem so -large, and vast to me And I shall always fearful be To you I'1l always turn my back For the simple reason that you're- black! William Hughes, 9 SPRING Spring To some Is happiness, To others Just restlessness, To still others - 'Worlds of complaint That somber pictures paint Spring To many Sunshine Bright as heaven's dome, Radiates from heart and home Live the- Happiness and sunshine For, by cheer and smile Life will be worthwhile. Frances Louise Schum, 9 Edward Gilmore, 9 Betty Crilly, 9



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8 KEITH JUNIOR HIGH DSK Will Rogers, Jr. says: In spring the young man's fancy turns to . . . what the girls have been thinking about all winter-eh? Pretty dumb wit but I think so too-so there! And now to drift to the subject of home room track meets, fsome funj. Everyone limbered up and oiled the old joints, all for what? The track meet, of course! ! l Everyone had a grand time anyway, and can we take it! Well gang, just a few more days of toil, and then you can wipe the sweat off your brows. But until then I reckon everyone will burn the midnight oil to prepare for the final exams. Here's Wishing you loads of luck and that reminds me that I'1l need some. Be seein' you old duffers next year and to the others its--come over to see us sometime. Yours truly, Will, 9 PET SAYINGS "I thought you said you could take it" -Don Von der Heyde. "Her enunciation is perfect"-Frances Schum. "Tell me another one"-Vera Young. U Y ' ll I don t care to hear it -Beth Swope. "Have I ever informed you?"-Andy Ritter. "It's one of six things"-Alma Stahl. "Oops! wrong again"-Sally Albright. "How's your family"-Bussie Van Zandt. "Hey, how about a nickel?"-Harold Smith. "She didn't tell me yet"-Thompson Clark. "Why doesn't she speak to me"- Rohert Flick. ' ' "How's my honey?"-Carolyn Hun- singer. UI I WHO'S WHO P Who is he? He has dark, straight hair, dark eyes, is of medium height and weight. Often he wears turtle neck sweaters. He's on the basketball and football team and an excellent tumbler. Need a lead? OGPEHURLNTSSLAT. You ought to know this one! He has medium brown hair, slightly wavyg he wears glasses--his eyes are blue. He is of normal height and weight. Studious- oh, it depends upon the weather. He interprets poems, is a good dancer and actor, and his hobby is puppets. Who is that little cutie who is always turning down Cthen making up, of coursel She has dark brown curly hair, big, brown, laughing eyes-Cand can she roll 'eml ll She is slightly petite, and goes to all the basketball games-and for good reasons, too! Oh, this boy has short brown hair, hazel eyes, Chow did I Bud out?J, medium height, heavy and husky. He indulges in basketball and football--and if I dare mention it, Women l l Don't say you don't know him! Perhaps you'd be interested to know that this popular girl is a future poet. She has dark hair and eyes. She is very studious and writes beautiful poetry. Who is that famous "boy-about-school" who holds the highest tudent oilice one can get? Dark wavy hair and dark eyes, and, isn't considered thin, and is very, very studious. She's most ALways bright and gay! CGet it?J Her eyes are blue: she's a blondie. She likes clerical work and is often seen working in the oflice. I'll bet you can easily guess who is a popular member of the corridor patrol on iirst floor. Has short, black hair, dark eyes, slightly tall, and many have nicknamed him "Ivan". He has per- sonality plusl Is most often seen with Roy Sunderland. Oh, sure, they call him "Katie Casey" and can he swallow the high notes? ! He has an important position on the DSK staff. Light brown hair, blue eyes or perhaps green, and admits that he has a very large mouth. "Don't call me shrimp"-Betty Mattas. "Where's my spinach?"-Mike Patro- nik. "Does my hair look allright?"-Jane Ling. "Ten more off my conduct"-Dick Shoup. "Any food?"-Raymond Schleicher. "Is he down there?"--Peg Nelson. t s against my principles"-Dot Faris. "How ya doin?"--Betty Crilly. CLASS WILL : 1934 QCo'n,t'inucd from Page 7D Item: We direct that the surplus funds derived from our Freshman Social be used for the purpose of lowering the knobs on all doors in order that the seventh-graders may enter and leave rooms without undue exertion and in- convenience. Item: To our dear school building itself, we leave the peaceful quiet caused by our absence and any apple cores, wads of gum, crumpled notes, or any miscellaneous refuse. Item: To our teachers, the faculty of Keith Junior High School, we hereby give free from all inheritance, luxury or income tax, our entire store of knowledge. From them it came and to them it shall be returned. Besides the bequests, we leave om' best wishes to any and all who may desire them. Any property or all personal possessions of ours that may remain in addition to the items specified we give and bequeath to the Board of Education to use it as they see fit. We can think of nothing which we have forgotten except our old books, and we suggest that they be given to the class of '36 thus saving money which may be applied to the teacher's salaries or toward the purchase of mouth organs, ukeleles, and kazoos for the school orchestra. . Finally, we do hereby, name and appoint as sole executor of this, our last will and testament, our worthy Principal, Mr. Carl E. Whipple. E A In witness whereof, we have hereto set our hand and seal to this our will on this, the -twenty-fifth of June, A. D., one thousand, nine hundred and thirty-four. Signed, sealed, and declared by the above-named class, as and for its last will and testament in the presence of us who have hereto subscribed our namesat his request, as witnesses thereto, in the presence of said testators, and of each other. Andrew Ritter Sally Albright A LITTLE BOY'S ESSAY oN GEESE A geese is a low, -heavy boid which is mostly meet and feathers. His head' sits on one side and he sets on the other. A geese can't sing much on account of dampness of the moisture. He ain't got no foot between his toes and he's got a baloon on his stummick to keep him from sinking. Some gooses when they gits big has curls on their tails and is caled ganders. Ganders don't have to sit and hatch but iest loaf and eat and go swim- min. If I was a geese, I'd rather be a gander. Frances Louise Schum, 9

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