John H Reagan High School - Spur Yearbook (Austin, TX)

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Mr. Stevens — “What are these?7 Wife — “Biscuits. I made them my self.” Stevens — “All right. You eat them yourself.” Marjorie H. — “You can’t imagine how I worry when you’re away.” Paul B. — “Oh! you shouldn’t do that! I’ll always return, you know.” Marjorie — “That’s what I worry about.” Horace E. — “She’s the kind you read about in books.” Merle Brown — “What kind of books have you been reading?” Gloria Belle J. — “Does your boy friend write convincing letters?” Mary Hines — “I don’t know. The case hasn’t gone to the jury yet.” Miss Dunk — “Why do you go over the field with such a heavy roller?” “Polk County” Traylor — “Because I want to grow mashed-potatoes.” Mary Jo H. — “Did you have many love affairs, Daddy?” Military Father — “No, child, I fell in the first engagement.” Amber Jackson — “What does your card say?” Bubba J. — “This is the mountain from which the ancients used to throw their defective children. Wish you were here. Signed, Daddy.” AS WALTER BASS SEES US

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B. C. Blair — “Shay, waiter, find my hat.” Waiter — “It’s on your head, sir.” B. C. — “Don’t bother then; I’ll look for it myself.” Johnnie C. — “Hi! Mr. Elrod, I’m going your way.” Mr. Elrod — “So I see, but I’ll get there before you do.” Mr. Freeman — “When two bodies come together, is heat generated?” Harold Murphree — “No, sir, I hit a guy yesterday; and he knocked me cold.” Mr. Williams was testing the general knowledge of the junior class. Slapping a half-dollar on the desk, he said sharply, “And what’s that?” Alvin Holland (from the back row) — “Tails, sir.” Miss Crawford — “Who is your favorite author?” Charles Matthews — “My father.” Miss Crawford — “What did he ever write?” Charles — “Checks.” Warren Ford — “That man yonder can’t hear it thunder.” Charles Hill — “Is he deaf?” Warren — “No, it isn’t thundering.” Will Mullenweg — “Doc Sell, I saw your article in the paper about the ground¬ hog.’; Jimmie Wallace — “What is a ground-hog?” Will — “It’s sausage.” Miss Rucker — “John, tell me all you know about education in the eighteenth century.” John Weyer — “Well, all I know is that the kids didn’t get much.” Miss Rucker — “Well, since you mentioned the kids, what about the goats?” John — “Oh! they were the teachers.” Mr. Johnson — “Don’t you think you ought to have an intelligent animal about the place to protect you, and — ” Miss Joy — “Oh! Huey, this is so sudden. I - .” Dixie Christoph — “Where are you going when you die?” Hulen Marshall — “To the funeral, most likely.” Dobie McDevitt (to a cop) — “Can you tell me which is the opposite side of the street?” Cop — “Why, the other side, of course.” Dobie — “Well, I was just over there; and the man on the other side told me it was this side.” Mrs. Pratt — “Conjugate the verb reach in the past tense.” Maurice Westerfeld — “I reached, you reached, he got it.” Marvin DeWoody — “You are the breath of my life.” Devreaux Wolf — “Then hold your breath a minute.” Miss Mehr — “My heavens! how did you ever get so freckled?” Evelyn Pick — “I let myself get sunburned through a window screen.” Dorothy J. Effinger — “My kisses are intoxicating.” Melvin Price — “Yes, but confound it, you believe in prohibition enforcement.” Frances Cox — “Dear, your heart is beating so hard that it sounds just like a drum.” Mickey Grubbs — “Oh! that’s the call to arms.” Miss Ware — “You may not believe it, but I said No to seven different men during the summer.” Mr. Traylor — “Oh, I don’t doubt it. What were they selling?” Miss Ferguson — “Now we find that x is equal to zero.” Donald Reed — “Gee! all that work for nothing.” Mr. Camp — “What is your car? A five passenger?” R. B. Bayer — “Yes, but I can get eight in if they are well acquainted.”