George E Westinghouse High School - Sketch Book Yearbook (Pittsburgh, PA)

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MRS. MALAPROP OVER THE BACK FENCE QAFTER HER v1s1T TO VVESTINGHOUSED ICLL, well, but Vlfestinghouse surely is a fine ediflcation. All of the scholards are proud to have such a diversible monsoleum in which to procure a spherical education. I'll bet that it has the best ghost of any. They should, with such a fme band and sympathy orchestra to expire them at baseball and football games. VVhy, my dear, they call their kind to animals weeki' a courtesy campaign! Am I sure? VVhy, of course Iim sure. VVhen I was there they had signs up oi corns and other rodents on the walls of the halls. I guess I can put three and two together and get six any day. Of course itis right. I went through a cemetery and not in the back and out the rear either. VV ell, I must preambulate now. But, since you insist I'll stay awhile. Oh, yes, and I must tell you about theirvchemistry lavatory. VV hat? you clon't know what a chemistry lavatory is? It's a room with stone floors, over- heated water, gas, air under insistance, and bottles of acids like hydrogen and energine standing around. Since you still coax me I'll stay a few seconds longer. T he rhetoric classes were singing That's my Frailty Nowu, while I was there. I didn't stay long because their syntax wasn't very good. The halls are made ot :1 calcancarous substance. Yes, halls-not heads. They are very shitty there. Scotch you know, and they put their legal tickets in the recticules made for them and send them down to Mellon's Bank for deposit. They are trying to get a 10011, 'but so far only have ascertained 99.4426 The students all try to get on the honor bun :-no not biscuit, not roll, I have it-I knew I could expurgate that word if I tried heartily. Each semester-you want to know how long a semester is and what it is? All right. Three semesters make a report period. .Every report period they are demoted to a class above where they have to study with more and more laxity. They also have extra-circular activities as the El Circulo Castanello where they learn to make Castile soap and the Science Club where they learn Math, which is short for Arithmetic. XVhen was I there? Oh, it was a Friday or Saturday, I forget which, but it doesn't matter. Anyhow they had ensembles. The Juniors were there. The chose for their motto One for all and all for fun. Pretty good, altitudinious in thought and all that, don't you think? They had a cinnamon picture, too. Pretty good,-about a bird's Hight to the North Pole. I wonder how the dear little thing took a camera along. I have ambiguatecl enough for one day so I must pomade along home in a hurry. So Long. VVENDEL SHRAUER 14

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Suddenly he realized that he was making his dreaded jump. Even though he was doing it with greater peril than he had anticipated, he enjoyed it. Seeing the ground rush up at startling speed, he pulled the ripcord and was caught up with a mighty jerk that nearly threw the satchel from his grasp. Collecting himself he looked up and spied the plane far above, faintly sending puffs of smoke in his direction. He knew. however, that he was too far for much accuracy or: the part of Novak. Floating down a few minutes he landed in a field a few miles from the airport. Lieutenants and cadets now drove up hurriedly. They had witnessed the jump and gave a big cheer. Dave quickly related the cause ol his unexpected ride and they hastened back to the airport to call the police. Dave was the sole topic of discussion the next day. He had not only recov- ered the bonds but had made a longer parachute jump between plane and opening than anyone in the history of Universal Flying Field. Also Novak was captured when he fell, out of gas, in a neighboring state. Dave received the reward of one thousand dollars for the arrest of Novak. But best of all Dave Ridgeway had lost his jinx! -IoHN MACMINN H.-,,.O,.l This year has passed- I should be glad. This year has passed, But I am sad. This year has passed- How sad my lot This year has passed, But I have not. .Mn .Fri ha. v 1 : X 2 Tr v 6, ,i 1' 1 . dz . v 'Y ' 7' 4 Q ' 5 D P' Q 4 A,,!.,A T 1 13

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The The The The The The ,Xre RETRIBUTIQN beauty of dawn just breaking. light of the sun on the hill. perfume of flowers iust wakin robin's poignant trill, mr by ripe rich tint of the cornheld, wild geese Hying high, gifts of the God of Nature, To such Mortals as You and I. The pangs that are caused by longi The throb of a heart that is pained. The dull ache that comes with the knowledge, Of all lost and naught to be gained. The havoc of deatlfs dark angel, The thought that we too must die, ,Xre gifts to the God of Nature. From such Mortals as vou and T. 4l.l.O ..-Q TO THE BROOK Dear little brook, I'm here at your side A favor to ask, a wish to confide. ROBERT CARSON As in days long gone by, T've come once again To look in your depths----the mirrors of men. Let me search for that face once familiar to me So happy it was-so gay and carefree. The reflections of youth-how blessed are they! The future From their Heartaches If just for From bonds 15 appears one long sunny day. vision is hid afflictions and fears, , and failures, that fill later years. awhile I could know that sweet peace nge Tcl feel T had gained sweet release. EVES STEWART