Dunkerton High School - Raider Yearbook (Dunkerton, IA)

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Sports A home tournament had been planned, but with the coming of the “sickness” it terminated in an afternoon of Basket hall and three sets of Tennis. The day was cold, but the sidelines were filled with enthusiastic rooters. Some really good playing was seen on all sides. The middle of March Sergt. Howard Kildow of Ft. Snelling and Corp. Harry Kildow from the base hospital at Ft. Riley gave the boys some very good teamwork. After their departure Rev. Kildow kindly coached the boys in Basketball. Do the girls like tennis? ? ? Fairbanks Vs. Dunkerton At noon, April 1 the school held a “pep meeting” on Main street. Enthusiastic taggers were busy to meet the expenses of the visiting team. Autos and train brought in the visitors and team in charge of Superintendent Williams. An interesting crowd were in attendance, and the chorus from the side lines showed the spirit. Linenp Captain—Elmer Mr ers. Center—Russell Brant. Guards—Charles Dundon, Oren Fettkether Forwards—Clair Lamb, Elmer Meyers Referee and umpire, Mr. Williams and Mr. Kildow. Score 12 to 20 in favor of Fairbank. Our oys did some splendid work. Claire showed especial agility in basket work, while Russell as center was splendid. 1 he entire school wishes to extend their thanks to the business men and friends who so kindly showed their interest in our basketball by purchasing suits for the team. When Archie Slump came to the building and told of this gift to the school, it seemed too good to be true. The boys will make good and be a credit to the town and school. ej|? The Hard Luck of a Freshman Let me tell you, the coming Freshmen, that it sure takes lots of grit. For when you get a balling out the shoe is bound to fit. But this isn't all that the Ninth Grade takes, you must know how to study, You haven’t time to turn around or talk to anybody. So in order to be careful let this your motto be, “You take care of yourself and I’ll take care of me. Sure, the Sophomores say they’ve got it on you, Don’t believe it, not one bit. Sophomores have been Freshmen once and they can’t get out of it. Yes, the Freshmen get the balling out and they might be green in looks. 3ut they’ll be Seniors some day if they stick right to their books. —Edward.

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SMILE YOU FRESHIE THE FRESHMAN’S PRAYER. “Now T lay me down to rest, Thinking of that Algebra test. Should I die before I wake, That test I will not have to take.” Mrs. C.—“Bernice, give eight facts concerning an adult’s teeth?” Answer—“The change of climate in the mouth very often cracks the enamel.” 4. Science Class. Subject, “Seals” A student said they lived on land as much as they lived on water. The teacher asked a bright sophomore, “On what land?” Sophomore in middle of day dream: “In corn fields, don’t they?” «§» Instructor—“What three words are most used in the Freshman Class?” “I don't know,” said the Freshie. “Correct,” said the teacher. 4» I like to be a Sophomore And with a Sophomore stand, A fountain pen behind by ear, A notebook in my hand. I would not be a Freshie, Nor do what Freshies do. I’d rather be a Sophomore And work like Sophomores too. We’ve flunked in Science and Algebra, Our marks in History we’ve missed. “We’d like to find the man,” said they, “Who said ignorance was bliss.” Steam has been defined as ice water crazy with the heat.—Boy’s Life. L - Freshman—“When does a man become four handed ?” Sophomore—“When he doubles his fist.”—Boys’ Life. 4 “FOR SALE” One perfectly good set of Ninth Grade hooks, consisting of A1 Algebra, Modern History, Science and English. They are in good condition, never been opened. All they need is a little air. EDWARD GARDNER. TO SOME OF OUR BOYS Get all your studies, Learn all you can, So when you grow up, You’ll be a wise man. 4, IN ALGEBRA CLASS. Mrs. C.: “Now, Eddie, do you have that in your head ?” Eddie: “Yes.” Mrs. C.: “Then you have it all in a nutshell.” 4. Said the teacher to a little German boy: “Willie, is the world flat or round ?” “It ain’t needer one, teacher,” sai l Willie. “But, what is it then ?” said the teacher in surprise. “Veil,” said Willie, “Mine Fader says it vos crooked.”