Essex District High School - Argus Yearbook (Essex, Ontario Canada)

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73 GRADE 12 members of the Upper School Investigating Committee wero ?? S wns ? C W1 %n° Und pr r col 1 1 ° r 23A wardcn cheeked the door: The iiS i H chocked the skylight- no hidden microphones there, me meeting was ready to begin. !: Pirst wo will take the Oath of Honour , announced the guarcs shall swear on this stack of Encyclopedia Britannica a word of tms important meeting tc, the school board. wardon. All not to repeat All guards raised their right hand (Mr. Findlay aid Mrs. Annett crossed their fingers) and repeated it after him. Wo arc gathered hero on this fateful occasion to discuss and en¬ deavour to solve the problems of Grade 13. , n - v G here a list of complaints, ho continued, unwinding the sixty foot cx brown mo at-wrapping paper n which ROI! had managed to got a discount for his classmates. , i’irst item listed stems from cno of the major campaign issues which stimulated wide interest in this year ' s Student Council elections. The flies! DOi ' CIA 3ARK0SKY claims they hinder hor vision. GAYLE GEDDES is afraid they ' re going to spread typhoid, but SYBREN complains that they keep him awake in English class. Most of those peplo sound like crack pots, said the warden, but this final problom is one worth considering. Miss Koeyne, I fool that it is your duty to see that those hard¬ working Upper School students got their rost. Therefore I propose that we spray Room 33 regularly with Fly-Tox, (Maybe wo can get a discount on that too.) If it doesn ' t kill the flies, it will at least knock out the students. And I move that wo pipe lullabies into the room, said Mr. Gillios. All those in favour? Aye! , shouted Captain Gillies. • Unanimous. Now that this has boon settled, I have a little surprise for every¬ one, announced Mrs. Foster. I ' m going to treat you all to some cookies. What a rolief t got rid of them, she groaned to hersalf. I can ' t persuade my husband or pupils to cat thorn .and the cat is still sick from the last. Cost bon! said Miss Konnody. (Free translation: Whore can I get rid of it?) Cost saveuroux, said Miss Chouinard. (Tr. - Who substituted sand for flour?)

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HC3BIBS AND NICKlJaMES Jc, mm HOBBIES wickkamsjs Barbara Helkie Deanna Bloomfield Grace Baldwin Pauline Ffahler Norma McLean Donna Tennant Catherine Lawler Marie Lajoie Relna Hie kg Mary Anne Maelbranche Jessie Bank ' s Marion McKibbon Lorraine Corbett Johnny Soott Marilyn Sweet Theresa Guilbeault Clara Morrison Gladys Maitre Gloria Clarkson Karen Campbell working talking talking pony tails spot dances two boyfriends laughing sneering siireat ers horses drums engagements joking cars falling boys hurrying Ron writing high marks The Dairy Bar Kid The Silent One Gabby Grace The Diamond Doll Leo 1 s Lovely The VJoodslee Wonder Cool Cathy Happy Marie The Kingsville Hick Hi Ho Silver Jessica, the drummer g Blondie Silly Girl The Lonely One Swingin ' Sweet The Great Gilder-sleeve The Ruscomb Rambler Blondie Clarkie Soupie gcrL T..:ONS of WESTERN LINGO: (Used only in Special Commercial) Redskins—-Kind of peanut. Chaps High-tone for fellows. Halter---What every girl likes to lead a man by. Graze-A quick glance. Stirrup-Good with flapjacks. Bullets— ■■’tale baked beans. Corral-Christmas tune. Stage-Place to perform. spread What some lazy cowboys get. Canter Well-known entertainer. Bunkhouse-Where cowboys tell tall tales. Horsehide-—A baseball ix- gun-—Weapon that cannot be fired until after A r m SK::55t. e SSd°Sf“i5 at the • S£L£J! ' am injin Puts speed into the wagon train. Hoof Bark from a dog with a sore throat. Pinto-- : Game something like pin the donkey. Blacksmith—- ' Dirty hopssshosp. ; Bridle-—Strap showing a horse is a cowboy ' s best friend Buggy—-An.;unclean cowboy. “ inena. Shiftless coyote-The town bum. Shot-a drink of whiskey. Burro—--P ut ting the touch on somebody Pierd-Something told second-hand. Boot HiH—-a cowpoke named Hill who couldn ' t ride. ?Sd !:;«S? yers wh0 oan,t !ioep thelr hands rtui-

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C ’cst lo meiHour petit gateau quo j ' aio jamais mangt , said Hiss Davidson. (Tr. - AGAHH!) 11 Or dor, order! shouted the warden. We have mro complaints to look int ' . GARY - GURBIN and GREG JOHNSTON wi 3 h the sell 1 would provide more Science Fiction b ks (eg. I was a Tonnage Rattlesnake ) in order to pursue their chosen careers. Horo ' s a boy with a suggestion: RUDY DERKSEA has solved the mystery of whether or not tho poet of a controversial sonnet was optimistic or pessimistic. NeitherJ ho was just disgusted. That ' s why he quit after fourteen linos. JEAN MACDONALD has partly solved her largo problem of to majiy spares by joining Special Commercial in Typing and Shorthand. Only trouble is now she has to ' many subjects. All LEONARD TURTOH wants is life, liberty, and pursuit of vrMtion (especially a cute little brunette at Patterson). The whole class fools it has a problem with RICHARD CARDER and his corny brand of wit. I resent that! interrupted Mr. Sotoros. I don ' t think anybody tolls cornier j kos than I do and I have f urtcon botany students who ' 11 prove it. Well, hero are tw - shot puts, offered Mr. Langford. You can fight it out between you. Here’s an thor complaint, said the Warden. BESSIE TURNER wl os that Hiss Latimer wouldn ' t take suaij delight in the s-und of cracking bones. It reminds her that next year she will be in training and she wants only pleasant memories of dead bodies. Karon Baltzor would like a flck of young victims on which to prac¬ tise the barbaric teaching moth ds which she feels have been inflicted on Jior. CLEM GAGNON wuld like t; protest against tho classmates who insist on congratulating him on his lucky choice after a c uplo days ' absence. JEAN TULLY would appraciato a rovision of tho rules which forbid a student to play basketball unless she passes at least one subject. Jean is simply pining away for this lost love f hors. ' The final request is from the C. F. I. F. ?. who would like a ho ' la-hc p shop right on tho school grounds so they wouldn ' t have to’ travel all ever tho country looking for the things. Good grief! They ' re tho ones wh should be locked up in this escape-proof cell, n ' t us. I move the mooting be adjourned, 3 aid Mr. Langford. (Don ' t forget tho Bermuda Shorts!)