Judyville High School - Jargon Yearbook (Judyville, IN)

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19 Elargnn 27 Jfresbmen Of the freshman class I write this ditty, Twenty-one in number, dumb, wise and witty. None so dumb but they make their grades, In class the wisdom often fades, And the harmless wit of lads and maids. Morris and Guy always keen to recite, Answering each question, is their great .delight. What they think of the girls I can not say But they're dandy boys, each in his Way. Floyd Ford studies hard anybody can tell, But his eyes will wander toward Francis Bromwell. Francis smiles prettily and heaves a big sigh While Sarah looks on from the corner of her eye. There comes, from East Liberty, a boy we all like He goes by no nickname, just plain Harry Pycke. He and Helen Hartz would make a good pair For when they're together they banish all care. Oh, young Johnny Carpenter comes out of the west, Of all the freshie boys Elsie likes him the best, But when they're in school they work with a will: When talking of workers don't forget our friend Bill. Next I'll introduce to you the two Lucilles, You may see them out walking, George and Farrell at their heels. There's Fern and Edna, two quiet girls, Sometimes with straight hair, sometimes with curls. Speaking of quiet ones, Ressa is too I could name you another, Evelyn Pugh. Berniece and Carlton are last, but not least. I hope this poem to you has been a feast. If number had been fewer and lines had been longer, The dose to each classmate would have been stronger. But the bonds of our friendship will hold us together, Till the passing of time all earthly bonds sever. Sylvia N. Crow-'30 A freshman was caught wearing his stockings wrong side out because there was a hole in the other side. Page thirty

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Shand wr jilargnn The Bntnnstairs Bahiatnr I wonder what the downstairs radiator Would say if it could talk. Would it tell of children throwing Bottles, books and chalk? Would it tell us not to blame it Because the rooms heat slow? For, behold the downstairs teachers Absorbing heat all in a row. Would it tell of days of winter Bitter cold and snow and sleet When we begged with shivering voices For a little precious heat? Cold and bleak remained the assembly And the reason? Woe! ah, woe! Observe the downstairs teachers Absorbing heat, all in a row. Ormand, Ruby, both we see there Mrs. Simmerman and Emma Jane So We name them not to blame them Only wish that we were they- Shivering in our icy class-rooms And assembly day by day So we gaze with hope and longing At the radiator down below Observe the downstairs teachers Absorbing heat, all in a row. Sorry they made the radiator shorter Than it should have been Because there's only room for three, V And our poor janitor, Mr. Jones, Can't find any place to just hang on And roast his weary bones. He gazes with hope and longing At the radiator down below When the bell rings the down stairs teachers, Can't absorb heat all in a row. 27 Lucille Willett-'30. ites on the board, Please wash. Jones takes a bath. Page thirty-one