Des Moines Technical High School - Engineer Yearbook (Des Moines, IA)

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1921 COMMENCEMENT NUMBER-THE TATLER 1921 Snow I watched the snow come down one day, So soft and pure and White, In piles the tiny crystals lay So glittering and bright. Whence did the pretty snowflakes come, I wondered, as they fell, Upon my coat were falling some, One shaped just like a bell, A drop of water once had been This tiny little flake, Once warm and clear, now white and keen, From a glistering lake, But it is melting on my sleeve, Clear water once again, Such wonders Nature does achieve Before the eyes of men. Elizabeth Weeks. Tribute to the Seniors N-JEST HIGH Salutas you. 7 you. are euhilvi 'THRNK teuqis Diploma. You,gpR Q Xian, , class is 4 , A cz-edit D ' A - er- . . X ,tio f You Fully L, X' .3 ' y deserve eve!! f'?'g,1b 5.:': tuner you. frff have Qqimecl. mf:-' - in sv.: vang 511555: E X WEST r-msn! x 9 V J Lil 5. il. . ug K '- ' t' . ' nov Ln , -0--0--0--0--Q--0--0-0 o 0 0 0 0 0 o s 0 o 0 0 0--0--0--0--0--oe-0--s--c Q Q c o o o o u o o o--c--o--o--0--c--0 Q 0 20

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. r 13 is f fffffkff lim n r ir I Fredricka's Failing REDRICKA, or Fritzie for short, was a freshman in high school and the one word Freshman describes her perfectly. She was a typical Freshy. Not only that but she was the bane of her older sister's life. Fritzie had one great failing, besides being a freshman, and that was an unceasing delight in puns. She was in the height of her glory when ever she was able to answer some one with a pun. Just as much as she liked puns, Ethel, her sister, had learned to hate them. She hated them, first, because she wasn't clever enough to think of them and also, because Fritzie was always able to get ahead of her. Every one knows, of course, how it hurts one's pride to have little sister get ahead of one. Every time Fritzie happened to think of an especially clever pun Ethel always answered her by saying, A pun, my dear, is the lowest form of wit. It just happened that on New Year's day Fritzie was feeling un- usually clever and was nearly driving Ethel mad by her clever re- marks. For instance, New Year's morning Fritzie was winding yarn for a sweater she was going to make. flt might be well to remark that the yarn was the brightest orange she had been able to buy. NVhat can you expect from a fl'8Si'llll3Il?i As usual she got her yarn all twisted in trying to make a ball and when her mother asked her if she was having trouble she replied, Oh! I'm all balled up! Then she turned to her sister and said, Wasn't that a yarn? As usual, Ethel answered, A pun, my dear, is the lowest form of wit. When she was setting the table for dinner and discovered that there was only enough butter in the house for the one meal she remarked, 'fMy how the butter flys! Then smiling sweetly she turned to her sister and said, How silly of meg of course, only the chimney flue! And she received the usual reply, Just before dinner Ethel said that she was so hungry she could hardly wait. VVithout a moment's hesitation Fritzie turned around and said, I just opened a can of plumsg go on out in the kitchen and eat yourself plum sick! Shortly after that the girls' mother was called to a sick friend and Ethel had to take charge of dinner. Between trying to get the dinner all ready and Fritzie's unceasing puns, Ethel felt as if she would go wild, so at last in sheer desperation she took Fritzie up to her TOOIH, 0 U 0 0 0 0 l 0 I I 0 I 0--I 0 Duo--0--0--0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0--0--0 0 0 U 0 22