Johnson St Paris High School - Parisian Yearbook (Saint Paris, OH)

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half finished when I left. It is situated south of the Athletic field, between it and Main street. “How about the inside of the building? Don’t suppose there has been any striking there, has there?” “Well no, no ‘striking changes,’ as you say, in things in general but there are some mighty impor- tant advances I would call them. You remember what a miserable little library we used to have, well it has been increased so that when the Normals left, the main library was transfered to their room leaving only special reference books for teachers in the old room. Now both rooms are full— - there must be several thousand books in the whole library.” There is something in the study hall that would certainly surprise you alright. There is a trophy case. I would say about seven or eight feet high and extending clear across the west end of the study hall. The striking feature about it is, of course, its contents. There must be a dozen foot balls painted yellow and black with the score of some big gridiron victory. There are more than that number of loving cups of different sizes and descriptions. And say! listen, I’m not lieing to you either. There is a cup there dated, 1928. I think saying, “First Prize in the Annual State Basket Ball Tournament.” What do you think of that? Some old school eh? But to get back to the for- mer subject of the rest of the building. One thing, they are just a little slow on is their laboratories. Do you know they haven’t yet a regular course in chemistry, just because of the lack of space. The physics class, I hear has to be di- vided and given certain days to use the laboratory so as to accommodate them all. They are plan- ning on converting the seventh and eighth grade rooms into physics labs as soon as the grade build- ing is finished and equipping some of the lower grade rooms as chemistry labs. The halls on the second floor are lined on both sides with lockers. I think they have a locker for almost every student. There has been quite a change in the basement though. There was a gas company formed in the old Burg a few years after we left and they have been burning gas in the furnaces ever since. The janitor’s room was taken over by the manual training department and they moved his things to the large room used to be used for coal. The domestic science girls have also occupied the corner room on their side of the building, putting in a whole new outfit. The gym is the greatest change in the basement. I was told that the old floor got a little rough and an entire new floor was put in. There is a small balcony with two rows of seats at the south end and two stair ways lead to the floor from either end of it. There is a row of seats all the way around and “bleacher” seats at the north end. I expect in all it will seat nearly 300 or 325 people. There are showers and lockers too in each dressing room. They will probably have to arrange for a larger shower room soon. “How about the auditorium, did they make any changes in that? “No, there hasn’t been much of a change. They made the stage a little larger by changing a ven- tilator in the gym and fixed it so that they could shift scenery.” “Wonder where we are. What time is it?” “It’s twelve o’clock, we must be in Pennsylvania by this time.” “Where are you heading for, New York?” “Yes, have to get back to work again. Where you going?” “Oh! I changed at Harrisburg, going down to Washington for a few days.” “Well guess I’d better be hitting hay—so long, see you in the morning.” “It’s getting rather late guess I’d better do the same, good-night.” 68

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JOKES The joke that’s exclusive Is somewhat elusive A difficult thing to produce, I seek for it madly Then, give it up sadly And sigh, “What’s the use? What’s the use?” Pat—“Let’s eat.” Babe—“Where?” Pat—“Let’s eat up the street.” Babe—“No, thank you. I don’t care for asphalt !”—Exchange. “Her breath is as a breeze from off the fields in Spring.” “Yes—Onion fields.” Prof. Turner’s theory— We graduate those we can, and those we can’t, we can. The hours I spent with thee Dear Math, Are as a string of flunks to me. I “cuss” them every one apart, My Algebra, My Algebra. With Apologies to “My Rosary.” “I lost my love in Avalon” sang Charles, “Try our Lost and Found Ads in the Parisian” suggested Klappy. Miss Gordon In English, “Why do we study English Literature?” Ethel, “So we can know men better.” “Breathes there a man with soul so dead. Who never to himself has said, As he stubbed his toe against the bed ! ! ? ? D-----, etc. To school—To high school, She came with a rush, So sweet and demure that she Knew how to blush. Her blushes have faded:— But she doesn’t care, For her artistic touch Keeps the roses still there ! “Nobody loves a fat man.” Is not true at all I know of one who loves him,— A cannibal. PRACTICAL PRUNES They had been sitting in the movies For two long hours; And it was nearly time for the final clinch. And yet he had not once Tried to Hold her hand. And so it was she who had to Let her hand slip over To where it belonged, Which puzzled him Perplexedly For quite a while. But at last he saw it all And then he took her hand in his and deftly Wound her wrist-watch ! Fond Mother (To Music Teacher)—Do you detect any musical ability in my daughter? The Teacher—I am not a detective. Oh, grandma wore her hair up high. Her shell like ears she liked to show, But her ankles she hid with dresses low, Lest men should think her bold. Oh, Agnes wears her skirts up high, Her dimpled knee she’s proud to show, But she hides her ears with hair worn low, Lest men should call her bold ! Lucy in Lab.—“How much does a hundred grains weigh?” An ad.—“Dead men tell no tales; Use Sloan’s liniment !” Bob-—-Milton was very Puritanical in his views. Miss Gordon—Bring that out please, Robert Bob—He was VERY Puritanical in his views. Mr. Turner—“What are you getting out of your Art Course?” Adol—“Pencils.” 70