Georgetown High School - Buffalo Yearbook (Georgetown, IL)

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'I'hk Gkorgktown 11i-Times 1929-1930 HigK Speed and Accuracy Accomplished by Commercial Students Georgetown to Enter Teams in The Shorthand, Typing, And Bookkeeping Contests This Year Quite a number of honors have been taken by the commercial students during the past year. Although nothing they have done is nation wide, hard work must always be offered to win in any kind of competition, and these people, along with Mrs. Woodard. should be given due credit for their accomplishments. About the first introduction to real competition was experienced by tiie students when Mrs. Wooward decided to enter the commercial contests of this district. Two classrooms full of quickly-palpitating hearts settled down to the task of elimination among friends. This, in itself, was quite trying on the future court reporters and Lindbergh trailers, but soon the ordeal was over and the teams were chosen. After a lot of drill and practice, the district meet rolled around and settled in Georgetown Hi on the morning of May 5, 1929. All the standard bearers of the district’s numerous towns assembled, after a long and restless night, and the contest was soon under way. At the end of a seemingly infinite period of time, the judges announced their decisions, and brought several students out of a period of subconsciousness. Georgetown had won every phase of the meet into which she had entered! Drilling! Practicing! More practicing! Such a good showing was made that it was decided that a trip to Bloomington for the state finals would do the victors some good. This event took place on May 17 and 18, with the shorthand competition on the first day and the typewriting and bookkeeping on the latter. The city was quite crowded with young aspirants of business, and a lot of useful experience was gained by those who were thus honored. The contest started early and went through like a comet, thus making it necessary to start for home when one was only really loginning to enjoy himself. The trip was an interesting one, and besides the education and experience gained, many beautiful sights were seen. Those taking the trip were Margaret Fazekas. Mildred Stedman, Mary Chantos, Thelma Thomas, Bernice Houghton, William Moore, Mildred Alabaugh, Ruby Ramsey, Clara Zielinski, Ruth Howard, Mr. and Mrs. Woodard, Mr. Almy and Mrs. William Stedman. Georgetown was chosen again this year as the place for the district contest which was held April 26. Teams were entered from Georgetown in beginning and advanced typing, in 60-word, 80-word and 100-word shorthand dictation, and in l ookkecping. Following is a list of awards that have been won by the commercial students of the Class of 1930: Mildred Alabaugh— Royal 30 word certificate. Royal 40 word pin. Woodstock 23 word pin. Woodstock 40 word pin. Eva Bi.ary— Royal 30 word certificate. Fi.ossik Carrington— Remington 25 word certificate. Royal 30 word certificate. Royal 40 word pin. Mary Chantos— Royal 30 word certificate. Royal 40 word pin. Lrc'iu-: Hinton— Royal 30 word certificate. Olive Lancaster— Remington 25 word certificate William Moore— Royal 30 word certificate Royal 40 word pin. Royal 50 word pin. Woodstock 25 word pin. Woodstock 40 word pin. Woodstock 50 word pin. Remington 40 word pin. Remington 25 word certificate. Ruby Ramsey-— Royal 30 word certificate. Royal 40 word pin. Remington 25 word certificate. Woodstock 25 word pin. Woodstock 40 word pin. Remington 40 word pin. Royal 50 word pin. Mary Alice Sandusky— Royal 30 word certificate. Royal 40 word pin. Edith Thornton— Royal 30 word certificate. Mildred Wells— Royal 30 word certificate. Royal 40 word pin. Royal 50 word pin. Woodstock 25 word pin. Clara Zielinski— Royal 30 word certificate. Royal 40 word pin. Royal 50 word pin. Woodstock 25 word pin. Woodstock 40 word pin. Woodstock 50 word pin. Remington 25 word certificate. Remington 40 word pin. Nellie Porter— Royal 30 word certificate Royal 40 word pin. Everyone in the shorthand class has a 60 word shorthand dictation certificate. Ruby Ramsey, Edith Thornton, William Moore, Clara Zielinski, Mary Chantos, and Mildred Alabaugh have won 80 word shorthand dictation certificates. Everyone in the class in advanced shorthand holds a membership certificate in O. G. A. (Order of Gregg Artists). In the club contest Clara Zielinski won a gold pin and also the club prize. Page Twenty-eight

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1929-1930 '1' h k Gkorgktown H i-Ti mks COMPLAINTS ON DIVERS MATTERS A Nonsensical Dissertation on “Nothing At All” Prize Winning Essay by MARY POWELL WE herewith resolve to make an attempt at a personal essay, or a personal attempt at an essay, take it how you will; though upon reconsideration, we advise you to change that word “attempt to “attack or “assault, even to ambush ; any number of 4 Vs will do it. HE that as it may, having resolved to write an essay and that in a complaining tone upon Complaints, we looked upon the mountain range of Unhandy Things and Difficulties in General, and felt, like the prospector, that “there’s gold in them thar hills , the sad difference between us and the afore-mentioned prospector being that we will never find that gold so the hero and heroine can marry, having befriended the old prospector when the villain—but what have heroes and heroines and villians and prospectors to do with us ? Really now, we ask you! AS we become more and more undeceived and hardened and as our eyes are opened to the sad realities of life, we find ourselves looking upon the world as a “vale of tears and if not a “howling desert exactly, at least an exceedingly noisy one. The world can scarcely be said to “howl in this day of moderness and sophistication; it squawls, and honks and plays saxaphones—but no howling, a bit too uncivilized— that, my dear Genevieve Angelina! TO return to complaints. Heading the list of Things to He Complained About comes the revolving door. Now, for instance, we saw our old friend, George, on the street the other day. “Good old George”, we thought, and would have rushed to meet him, but—We were entering a Revolving Door. Alas! so was George, and a fat lady and a messenger boy. Really, it was quite five minutes l efore we saw old George—a number of George’s revolving very fast, true—but not the good old George we had considered him. In fact we were both too exhausted to appreciate each other we didn’t enjoy old George as we had planned. Tut! Tut! A world without revolving doors -what a prospect of relief! SPEAKING of leaves—Who was? We certainly were not! Waiving all such minor details, the way magazines are put together—it’s disgraceful! To wit: We go into a barber shop—not a woman in sight and six men ahead of us. We relax and pick up a magazine and sweetest peace floods our heart. A good story opens as if by magic to our hand and we read we become well-nigh excited -remarkable in this day when every story is a sensation and may the hottest win— we read on and on—the hero is almost downed by the villain when—continued on page fifty-nine, says the impudent line at the bottom of page thirteen. Furiously we rifle through the leaves—ah, at last no, this is page fifty—here it is. Sighing with relief we again pursue our story. Hut what’s this? Says the first line “Such a color scheme is a happy solution for the northern room. We feel like the old man who discovered that somebody of Hiblical time had a wife “one hundred forty cubits wide and seventy cubits long”. Unlike the old man we do not believe this from “kiver to kiver . Something is wrong. Ah—the solution: This is page one hundred fifty-nine. THEN there is that matter of exciting shows. Did you ever go to see a war picture and, when the fair heroine is struggling with the brute soldier, rise and shout to a crowded house and the huge delight of the gallery, “The knife is on the table ? Then, brother, we desire to shake your good right hand. Let us go into a huddle and form a society for the prevention of Exciting Shows, and use for our motto some light little thing such as “Tros Tyriusque mihi nullo discrimine agctur or, perhaps, “He who does not shout may at least laugh”. A rebuking look from the Grandfather clock brings to mind that good old adage “Enough’s aplenty . Let us end the program with “The Cowboy’s Lament or Hury Me Out on the Cold Prairie, and quaff a last bumper to “Complaints. May they die an earlv death!” BLUE AND GOLD. THEN SILVER Maykkkn Thornton wan’d that life’s mth can he Of a million different hues; The green that is the sea, The sky’s ever-varying blues, The splashes of beauty that line the iccst When at the end of each cloudless day. The sun sinks slowly to saffron rest And night’s shadows begin to hold sway. But often this same road appears, II'hen the heavens are gray and cold, To stretch on through the weary years. With never a joy to unfold. It’s then that we need the most courage, .And the love that will help us to find Those precious bits of silver With which clouds are supposedly lined. I’auc Twenty-seven

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1929-1930 Thk Georgetown Hi-Timks MAGAZINE STAFF FIRST ROW: William Moore, Ruby Ramsey, Donald Grubb. Mary Powell, Howard Kmory, Mildred AlahaiiKl). Halary Sawicki, Onabellc Moony. SECOND ROW: Mary Chantos, Margaret Chapman, Theodore Elliott, Alice Lacey, Elmer Learnard. Mild- red Wells, Edith Haworth. THIRD ROW: Clara Zielinski, Wayne Henry, Margaret Richards, Flossie Carrington, I.ucile Ilinton, Homer Flora, Nelle Haney. Seniors Sa )e Tour Money by Publishing Magazine Quite a lot of arguments have originated over the fact that the senior class is publishing a magazine this year instead of following the example of making an annual, set by former students. However, it happens that the present staff is immune to sentiment, and no drastic changes have been made, whatever the result of anv such unofficial debate might have been. The primary benefit of such a course is gained by you, my readers and, verilv, you should well appreciate the fact. Such an edition as this tells you in just the proper space, exactly the same thing which would, otherwise, have been unnecessarily stretched over several extra sheets of valuable paper. If our program leads you to have some extra time over your allotted amount for reading this publication, we suggest that you spend it in reading Shakespeare or, better still, read this again. Another benefit you gain is through the price you pay. Not only do you get our great work at a lower cost than you would otherwise, but you can rest satisfied that we are all in favor of economy and will not go forth into the world as politicians to take all your money away from you through taxes. No, Mr. Coolidge wasn't responsible for our idea of thrift. Do not feel that we are victims of sluggish habits nor consider this a pamphlet or something produced without effort, for quite a lot of honest labor was consumed in its preparation and, don’t you remember “An honest man’s the noblest work of God.” MEMORIES William Parke The minutes Hy by, one by one. The hours are gone; the day is done. Then lingering memories arise; They bring old pictures to my eyes. I look to them for sweet refrain Of all the things I crave, in vain— The dear ones gone, no more to come. The dear old school, with all its fun. But years of work and pain I see; Crushed and destroyed will ever be The thoughts of hope—my memories. Page Twenty-nine