Fredericksburg High School - Rapahanoc Yearbook (Fredericksburg, VA)

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fmPRHPvMQC 1921 Jfacultpisms Mrs. COURTNEY: I would expect more from Seniors. I consider it a grave offense. MlSS Rhea: There’s talking in this room. Hush, be quiet. Mr. Link: Let it suffice to say that the pitch-fork (meaning the tuning-fork) is in tune. Mrs. EuLISS: I know how I ' d feel if it was ml) daughter. Mr. Swem: Hey, young fellow, this isn’t a coffee clotch. Snap into it. MlSS Rhea: O-oh! What udgey-smudgey weather. Mrs. Link: This dress isn’t to be worn without my permission. MlSS Johnson : Absolutely no more erasing in typewriting. MlSS Gouldman: Please be quiet. Remember, I have a cold. Mrs. BLAKE: 1 oo much talking among the Seniors in the back of the room. Mrs. WILLIAMS: Please pay attention, remember, I am not teaching French for fun. Mr- BlRCKHEAD: All right now, answer this question. You! Pointing his finger suddenly at the trembling unfortunate stude. MlSS Gouldman: You need to brush up your cerebrum, young man. Mrs. King: Oh, what a baby. Sit down. Miss Johnson : Not so much noise, please. Mr. BlRCKHEAD: I wouldn’t have been surprised if it had been anyone else, but I expected more of you. Reward of one hundred per cent on history, for the rogue who took a fifty cent piece, a bottle of ink, half a pound of candy and various sundry articles from M rs. Courtney’s desk. Wanted—by Mr. Gilbert Swem—a physical culture class with intelligence enough to understand intellectual commands. FOR STUDENTS ONLY no

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RPvPBHPvrmC 192 Tis something, sure, to see one ' s name in print, A book ' s a boo}(, although there ' s nothing in ' t. —Byron. 112