Junction City High School - Pow Wow Yearbook (Junction City, KS)

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afncnaaiica Miss Geralyn Anderson is about to make a bold ges- ture against all mathematical conventions. Because every- body else teaches the time-tried axiom stating the sum of two plus two, it is her intenton to inaugurate a new system of study based upon a 7-step analysis of mathema- tical conclusion. This agressive move will revolutionize the work in this field and be a source of consternation not only to mathematicians but to newspaper men as well. - Miss Yvonne Gagle once saw a picture in an art gallery painted by a famous artist. It was a picture of a very handsome man, black hair, black, expressive eyes, and of brave and noble stature. She knew at once that he was her ideal of mankind. She later learned that he was a count. And now, long afterward, she does not care whether her pupils know how to add or subtract but they must be able to count. So if you see one of them approaching you along the corridor, counting in time with his steps, you know that he is but striving to attain an ideal. - - Mr. Victor Clough bases his course upon a paragraph taken from a book compiled by one of his ancestors who was of decided Scotish extraction. The excerpt runs as follows: Hoot Mon. Dinna teach the bonnie laddies an' lassies anything of subtraction or division for if ye doe thee will be tempten to draw from or divide their wealth. Teach 'em addition an' multiplication so thee will alus want to en- largen their moneys, begoraf' Maybe this fellow was Irish. - - Mr. T. I. LaRue thought that intramurals had some connection with pictures at first, but now, sad lot, his dreams are punctuated with visions of a miserable Newton seated beneath a large tree from which agrinning Pythag- oras is throwing basketballs at Newton's head. Geralyn Anderson Victor Clough Yvonne Gagle T. J, LaRue

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Alberta Lee Lowery Helen Sawtell Mauck Mary Louise Scothorn Ethel Hinds Robert McPherson Ray Heady gngfiogt Miss Alberta Lowery was destined from the cradle to become an actress. She once joined a company of actors who did not know their art. She became so disgusted with their mumbled jargon of assumed stage rhetoric that she decided to spend her talents teaching children, actors and actresses to be, the correct way to say I have been to Bos- ton and other similar constructions. In the meantime she directs magnificant histronic productions on the side. - - Mrs. Helen Mauck, for reasons best known to her- self, has to conduct a lost and found system besides a reg- ular English course. But she would like to meet that fel- low. alluded to by Kipling, who admitted to Gunga Din that he, Gunga, was the best man. She believes that this is a very rare occurance, because men seldom agree that they are not so good, especially those who are exponents of the game of golf. - - Miss Mary Louise Scothorn would like to write poetry but she cannot get the meter right. Not only that but she cannot find a word to rhyme with kilowatt. So she has decided to give it up. She can however, still study it. She likes poems by Franklin P. Adams CF. P. AJ and Burgess and Girmm but she still likes that one about Early to bed, early to - - - - Miss Ethel Hinds also was an actress. She was starred in a stage show once at the Shubert but learned more about the art of make up than acting, so, after assisting Max Factor for a number of years, she came here to teach. She directs plays and teaches one how to daub his or her face with clay and cream to remove wrinkles. Besides, by a cu- rious admixture of cajolery and admonition, she elicits from her pupils some semblence of a correct translation of Chaucer. - - Mr. Robert McPherson, according to pop- ular rumor, had something to do with the editing and publishing of this tome. At the present time, Vance Dubs, intramurally famous detective, and a corps of op- eratives, are working on the case. If the rumor is proved to be true, The Blue Jay will publish an extra, won't they Mr. Heady. - - Mr. Rav Heady, although an instructor in journalism, likes to coach. This fact has been dis- covered. His crowning disappointment is that no sooner does he get a class at the point where it can write good news stories, than it leaves and a class of greenhorns takes its place. He likes to sing and his favorite tune is, l'm The Last One Left On The Corner Of That Old Gang Of Mine.

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Gladys Griffith Edmond Dailey Marguerite Bignall Mary Ellen Cormany W ociaf Science Miss Gladys Griffith traveled so much during her youth that even Winchel could not keep tab on her, nor did he try. Now she has decided to take a little time off and teach those who do not have this opportunity the wonders and glories to be found upon this earth of ours. Sometimes though, she wishes she had studied law so that she would know the exact procedure of bringing suit against the journalism department for disturbance of the peace. - - Mr. Edmund Dailey is positive that all those wars that history tells about were fought but what he would like to know is why. ln a statement not for publica- tion he said that he thought it was a tangled case of mis- taken idenity, to wit, that Nero, jealous of the power of a former henchman, to who, Alfus Caponus, sent Napoleon out to eliminate him, but Napoleon assassinated Ferdinand instead, or something. Anyway he can prove it by a hyperbolical equation - - Miss Marguerite Bignall is in a tantrum. And why shouldn't she be? There is a well organized conspiracy aimed against her. For no sooner does she commit to memory the names of the men--and women-occupying berths in the ship of state than an un- grateful populi elects another group to replace the former. Can you blame her for being slightly inscenced. That is justice for you - - Miss Mary Ellen Cormany knows as much about dates - alright, you, I mean dates of histor- ical importance - as any one else in the world. According to Bob Ripley, whose data is indisputable. if all the dates of whose significance she is positive, were laid end to end, they would encircle the earth - at the equator - three times and have enough leftover to approximate the annual U. S. deficit. But ot all these, there is one date that stands out in her mind. That was April 17, 1583. It was on this day that Sir Walter Raleigh, gentleman and valiant. threw his cloak across a puddle confronting Queen Eliza- beth, and was the first mam to utter that famous phrase, now in universal usage, Step on it, Lizzie.