Glasgow High School - Hootman Yearbook (Glasgow, MT)

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A JUSTIFIABLE LIE Once upon a time, there was a farmer in Missouri who had a large apple orchard. He seemed never to get a crop of apples that he should get from that size orchard. The reason for this was very simple — his neighbors had very taking ways. The remedy for this, however, was not so simple. He had put up No Trespassing signs and various other things, but to no avail. One day a scientist traveling through the country remarked on the beauty of the Northern Lights. This scientist stayed for a time with this certain farmer to study a plant peculiar to the mountains of Missouri, so the farmer got familiar with him one day and said that he had heard of another name for Northern Lights and wanted to know what it was. The scientist told him that the scientific name was Aurora Borealis. About a week later the farmer hit upon an idea. He got out a large board and a paint can and painstakingly painted a sign. Then he took it out and placed it in the orchard. The scientist who had seen the operation became curious to know what the sign read. One day he went out and read the sign. This is what it said: Beware although there are a few garter snakes around here, the Aurora Borealis abounds in the apple trees and gives no warning when it strikes. That year he got a record apple crop. — C. H. -29. A FACULTY MEETING AS WE THINK IT IS 9:30 A. M. — Any Saturday. Mr. Weaver: Miss Murphy: Miss Harkins: Mr. Weaver: Miss Anderson: Mr. Garlough: Good morning, folks Am I late? Yes, late but not latest. Where is Mr. Garlough? He was still eating when I left the boarding house. I hear those footsteps, be quiet. Are we all here now? Miss Sayre: Well, it is about time. I haven ' t much time. I have a couple of the annual staff up in my room, and they may even be gone by novsr. Miss Martin: Isn ' t that a gorgeous tie Mr. Garlough is wearing? It brings out the color of his eyes. Miss Murphy: He must have bought it in St. Paul. I understand any- thing from St. Paul stirs his soul so. Miss Coventry: It ' s funny he wouldn ' t buy a St. Paul alarm clock. Mr. Garlough: The meeting will come to order. Miss Harkins will you please put your gum in the basket? — Thank you. Miss Mattison: Why do we meet today? Mr. Garlough : We meet today to discuss the affairs of young ladies and young men who are under our guidance and direction. The time has come — 30 —

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' ' n i - v! ' - fmmwjMt MY HOBBY Everyone has something to do in this world. Some of the things are not so enjoyable as others. To me the thing 1 like to do best is to go out and really learn to know Mother Nature. Not only to know her when she is dressed in her beautiful gown of spring but to see her in all her different moods. We humans are much like Mother Nature. There is the spring that comes to everyone. It is the happy, beautiful time of life, a sort of an awakening. The summer is still a lovely time when all nature is at the height of her glory. To all there is a time when we feel we, too, are at the height of our glory. Then comes autumn, which may be likened to the later years of our life. One can then stop to think that all the things of this life have to end, just as the beauti- ful green things of nature all die with the first frost of winter. Mortal men die and leave the tree of life just as the little leaves that came to life in the spring fall off in the winter. Our nature is much like the nature of this world. There are times when we are more or less gloomy and sad, when our life is dark and stormy. What pic- ture is better suited to show this mood than a dark, stormy night? The wind howls, the rain beats on the window, and the night is very troubled. Then comes the dawn. It is a beautiful sunshiny morning. All the sadness and trouble have passed. In such a happy mood it is hard to remember that there are troubles in this world. One has to think that this is nature ' s way of helping us through our cares. I hope that my favorite hobby will always be to be able to enjoy the out- door life. — F. S. ' 30. A SENIOR ' S SOLILOQUY To flunk or not to flunk, that is the question, Whether ' tis nobler in the mind to suffer The long assignments and outrageous studies. Or to take arms against a sea of lessons And by thus opposing them, end them. We stop; we sleep; no more we burn the midnight oil in futile working, But in the flurry and the thousand natural shocks That come when graduation day is near, And the class of ' 29 has reached the crossing, We find that some are lost along the way. We slept; perchance we dreamed; ay, there ' s the rub; For in that sleep w e lost what dreams we had Of ever shuffling off the stage below. Free at last from all the weary lessons we have learned. — E. H. 29. — 29-

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,1. ■■ ' ;Sl - S ¥ when we must take a hand in these affairs so that the participants may keep their minds on their work. Miss Murphy: Whew! Miss Sayre: What did you have to bring that up for? Mr. Garlough: Last night as I looked out of my window what did I see but a boy and a girl hanging on Murray ' s front gate. When I went to my eve- ning meal what did I see but a boy and girl parked in a laundry truck. Mr. Weaver: Did you ever use a spot light? Mr. Garlough: Yes, and what didn ' t I see. A Chevrolet, a Whippet, a new Ford, Willys-Knight, Buick, Chrysler, Studebaker, Dodge, and last but not least Bob Spear ' s uncovered wagon. Miss Mattison: Isn ' t it romantic? Mr. Woodside: Is it really that bad? Mr. Weaver: I find it very convenient. 1 can take my Ford and we go riding with no lights to blind us and no cars to pass us, and some how or other we eventually come to the journey ' s end. Miss Coventry: Gee, but he is hard struck. Weaver, of all people. If I buy a car will you ride with me. Miss Harkins? I ' d be tickled to death. The meeting is adjourned. R. J. ' 29. Miss Harkins: Mr. Garlough: Miss Harkins: Mr. Garlough: A FACULTY MEETING AS IT IS 9:30 A. M. — Any Saturday. All but Mr. Garlough. Here he comes. Good morning, everybody. Fine morning, this morning, What is the purpose of this meeting? To discuss the problems confronting the school, the Miss Mattison: Are we all he Miss Coventry: Miss Mattison: Mr. Garlough: is it not? Miss Anderson: Mr. Garlough: foremost of which is tardiness. Miss Murphy (sw eet and lov f) : Whose tardiness? Mr. Garlough: The ta rdiness has tripled in this school in less than ten years. Miss Sayre: So has the student body. Mr. Garlough: I never thought of that but nevertheless it is a big prob- lem for me to handle. Mr. Weaver: Is there anything else to be brought up? Mr. Garlough: Howr are you coming writh stunt night? We have to make it go over big this year. Miss Anderson and I are coaching a Marcheta act. You understand we merely tell them how to do it. -31-