Fountain City High School - Fountennial Yearbook (Fountain City, IN)

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R. C. MCNUTT -z -e -a RESTAURANT AND BUS LINE xl -z -z Phone 108 Fountain City, Indiana BOWEN 'S SHOE STORE SHOES QUALITY FOOTWEAR FOR THE WHOLE FAMILY 610 Main Street RICHMOND, INDIANA THE SNAPPILY DRESSED YOUNG MEN are clothed by KENNEDY CLOTHING CO. 803 Main Street RICHMOND, IND.

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THE FOUNTENNIAL 75 llllllllllllllllllllllllllllIlllllllllllllllllllll llllllllllIlI1lIIlllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllIIIIII1IIIlllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllIlllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll41IllllllllllllllllllllllllllIllll' I've looked around on Main street, I've watched some chickens Hirt, But I've never seen the equal, Of Cory's purple shirt. ,J-z as as One Argument for Disarmament. Only a pin yet it calmly lay, ' On the well-oiled floor in the light of day, And shone serene and clear and bright, Reflecting back the noonday's light. Only a Soph -but he saw that pin, And his face assumed a fiendish grin, He slyly stooped with look intent, Till both he and the pin alike were bent. Only a chair yet upon its seat, That well bent pin found safe retreat, Nor could the keenest eye discern That heavenward its point did turn. Only a Prof. but he chanced to drop Upon that chair, when bang, whiz, pop, Like a cork from a bottle of champagne, He bounded up from that chair again. Only a yell-but an honest one, It lacked the remotest idea of fun, And Prof. and Soph and pin and chair In close communion mingled there. O. N. S. L9 AC 8 Ruby Leibold says she's going to study the subject of Dependents thor- oughly. Explain, Ruby? Teacher, calling the roll: Payne, Sickness, Coffin, Church! XYhere's the unclertaker? 3 S JU Simple thots of a simple fellow. Xl'ouldn't the scale inspector have a nice job in a School of Fish ! AC J! 63 Editor- VVhere do you get all those jokes, Edith ? Edith- Oh, out ofthe air, so to speak. Editor- Then, I suggest you go where there is some fresh air. lllll l lllll lllllllllllllllll lllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll llll lllllllllllllllllllllllllllll llll l 4 lll llllllllll llllllllllllllllllllllllll I Illl llllllll lll llllllllllllllll lllllllllllll I Illllllll Illllllllllllllllllll 1 Ill II llllll Illlll llll I