Eastern High School - Punch and Judy Yearbook (Washington, DC)

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“THE JOLLY JUNIORS.” Did you speak of the ’19 class? Yes, you are right when you say that we are the class that Eastern should be the most proud of! We are very modest, and we do not make an effort to display our talents; but since everybody else does it, we feel it our duty, to set forth a few of our many redeeming points. In the first place, we are the jolli- est collection of girls and boys that ever sent laughter ringing through the halls of Eastern. We laugh at everything and at nothing. We real- ize the brevity of life, and the joy of living. We take life easy. We do not worry about little things. We do not believe in preparing lessons. We are firm disciples of the god, “Bluff.” We are galloping merrily through our course, without a worry, without a care. Our whole class knows that life is but a single mo- ment, which is to be enjoyed while it lasts. We are not unlike other classes in some respects. We have a number of girls beautiful, girls less beauti- ful, and girls not at a ll beautiful. We have boys handsome, and boys not so handsome. We give the old school our best athletes and brave cadets. We lend our piping voices to the Glee Club, and our money to the Bank. Not only is our class noted as a whole, but it is also famous for its individuals. There are the act- ress, Bessie Price; the champion ath- lete, Dawson; the debater, Elizabeth Duvall; the pious follower of “Bluff,” Pekofsky ; the mammoth eater, Char- lotte Bayly, who has lately taken to swallowing dimes; the artist, Doro- thy Williams; the genius, Minor Stout; the authoress, Katherine Mc- Cauley ; the comedian, Alice Ashford, and the millionaire, Thomas Brimer, besides many others. Now, what more could one expect of a class than that? It will be °19 that will always be remembered. The teachers will say that we were the joy of their hearts, even though we tortured them often. Please do not weep yet, or faculty, of Eastern, for we have still one more year to enjoy. Even after we have graduated, ’19 will always be loyal, faithful and true to the teach- ers and the school that gave us our start in life. E. G. E., 719.

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THE EASTERNER 18 ie f her pher, provided the “poss an ae oa read dime novels all day. In 7 ee Rat ad ‘stenographer, mits she will be a 60° times better you know anticipation is some! than realization. EUNICE CATHERINE GOODIE.” a If you ever want any candy, Just a Goodie and you'll be sure to get it, as ne always has a reserve supply. Her hobby ; going to Keith's with one of her friends a Central. At any rate, she is a good steno- grapher, and loyes to take dictation trom Mr. Hart. We all wish Goodie success in her business life. MARGUERITE CECILIA LARKIN. “MARG.” Who is Marguerite? You surely know her, She is the girl in 10b3 with the bunch of brown ringlets. Marguerite is a student, but then she does not spend all of her time in study. She has many good times with the “Boys in the Service.” GOOD. THE A, B, C’S FOR EASTERNITES. A stands for Alumni, whose race is run; B stands for Boys who are A num- ber 1. C stands for Cadets who drill and drill. D stands for D’s we’ve had to our fill. E stands for Excellents, many we've had. F stands for Fits, Fashions and Fads. G stands for Girls, who help win the war. H stands for Hart, chief, though stu- dent before. I stands for Ink that we spatter and spill. J stands for Jokes which we've read with a will. K stands for Knitting for soldiers and sailors. L stands for Latin, grammars, Vir- gils and Caesars. M stands for Much that I leave un- said, ELSIE JENNETT HAYDEN. Now, Elsie is a girlie fair, Who in the corridors combs her hair, She is always willing with others to mix, ‘This is because she is one of “Our Six.” VIRGINIA TIMMONS. Is sweeter than persimmons. She's very merry and full of fun, But then she's always on the run. N stands for Notes, things we've all read. © stands for Office, a place we all dread. P stands for Ponies, who’ve never been fed. Q stands for Quiet, understood but by few. R stands for Red, the Red, White and Blue. S stands for Service Flag and good Dr. Small. T stands for Teachers whom we love, one and all. U stands for Undergrads, now tow’- ring high. V stands for Victory for which you will vie. W stands for Work and then again for win. X stands for Xtras which I can’t put in. Y stands for You, friends short and tall. Z stands for Zeal which we wish to you all. Lurana Van Doren, 718.

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A casual observer on October 1, 1916, in the famous hall of “Old Eastern,” would have noticed the greenest bunch of Freshmen that ever walked into Eastern High. Tf, however, that same observer had happened to be in these same halls on September 21, 1917, he would have noticed a great change. He would have seen the ones who had been cautiously snooping about, dodging away from the paths of the great Seniors, and poking their heads into a room here or a room there, and getting mixed up in their classes in 1916, now proudly marching through the corridors, not condescending to look at the poor Freshmen, who were covered with abject fear at their awe- inspiring approach. - Now we have finished the Sopho- more year, and by this time Eastern knows that there is such a thing as the class of ’20. We have our fel- lows in the Rifle Club, Cadets, Or- chestra, Dramatics, and in the Foot- ball, Basketball and Baseball as well as the Track Teams. The girls of that class are doing things that are just as good. They are in the Glee Club and Orchestra and are engaging DW in Red Cross work, and many other things. Every one of us loves “Old Eastern,” and there’s not a one that wouldn’t work his finger nails off to come out on the top in everything. There's not one slacker in the class; all of us have that same school spirit for which Eastern is famous. As students our class is pretty good. We have no brilliant pupils in it, but those we have are hard working ones, who get everything, by work and hard work. If we go in for anything, we go in to win or we know the rea- son why. Soon we shall have passed another milestone on the flowery path of knowledge, and I know well that there will be a lot of sighs of satis- faction from the lucky ones, who look backward and see the path over which they have toiled, but this sat- isfaction will be short-lived, for on turning their heads, there stretching out before them is another long road. Then this time with a sigh of res- ignation we pick up our burden and start struggling to the next mile- stone, where we shall become the great, important, awe-inspiring Se- niors. C. Lanham, ’20.