Kouts High School - Kostang Yearbook (Kouts, IN)

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‘Payr frwenty-eight - Class Will We, the Seniors of the K. H. S., 1916, being of sound mind ami body, on this twenty-fourth day of March, in the year of our laird nineteen hundred and sixteen, do most solemnly be- queath as our last will and testament to our teachers and class- mates : First—To our principal, Mr. Alexander, the right to lay down rules for next year’s history class—also to enforce them. The right to clear the lialls; the right to have fire drills. Second—To Miss (ioodenough the right to demand all F.ng- lish papers in on time; the right to use the gong to quiet the assembly room at recess. Third—To Miss Kring the exclusive right to make eyes at all II. S. pupils; the smoked glass in Physics in case her brown specs arc broken. Fourth—To Miss Krueger the right to refuse all the poison- ous mixtures made in cooking class: all our scra| s and basting thread in sewing to make her a quilt in case she may need one. Fifth—To Miss Hannon the right to organize a Senior quar- tette and the right to compel everybody to help in singing. Sixth—The Seniors '17, the right to take the picture of the had them this year. ????????? The right to call themselves Junior class of next year. The right to the back scats as we the largest Senior class of the K. H. S.; the right to hold class meetings during school. Seventh—To the Juniors '17, the right to eat candy and chew gum during school. Eighth—To the sophomores '17. the right to scribble notes and whisper whenever they wish, provided they aren’t seen by some of the teachers. Ninth—To the Freshmen ’17, the right to entertain the Seniors; all the lemons and salt we have left in cooking class. To the boys the right to am all the sewing machines for exercise. To the girls the right to take cooking, provided they don’t expect anyone to eat the product. Tenth—To the Basket Ball Team the right to have exclusive use of the burlap for a sign board and the right to win all games played. As a pledge to which, we hereby set our sign and seal. Senior Class, 1916.

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Freshman girl in cooking class: “Merciful heavens! that pic is burning and I can’t take it out for ten minutes yet.” “What docs this sentence mean?” asked Miss Goodenough, “Man proposes, but God disposes.” A Freshman l»y waved his hand frantically. “Well, what docs it mean?” Freshman Boy: It means that a man might ask a woman to marry him, but only the Lord knows whether she will or not.” Mr. Alexander: “Fred, what were the causes of the Revolu- tionary War?” Fred: “It had something to do with automobiles, but I did not understand just what.” “Oh my no!” replied Mr. Alex. “That was before the lny of automobiles.” Fred, firmly: “Well, it said it was on account of unjust taxes.” WANTED ITS NAME One of the primary boys looking through the windows of the Domestic Science room asked the cooking class what kind of pie they were making? “Lemon meringue pic.” The little follow disappeared, but presently returned, “Say. what did you say is the pie’s middle name ?” “Archimedes.” read Bertha aloud, “leaped from his bath, shouting ‘Eureka! Eureka!’ ” )ne moment. Bertha.” said Alex. “What is the meaning of Eureka? ” “ ‘Eureka’ means ‘have found it.’ ’’ replied Bertha. “Very well, what had Archimedes found?” Bertha hesitated a moment, then ventured hopefully: “The soap.” One day the Seniors were talking about having their pic- tures taken and who was going to take them. A Freshman girl was heard to remark, “When We are Seniors we will go to Chicago and have a specialist take our pictures for our annual. Now. Ilarrv,” said Miss (ioodenuugh, ‘‘what is simile?” Harry hesitated, visibly, “I—1—I torgit now,” he finally answered. “But if you said ‘My hours at school arc as bright as sun- shine. what figure of speech would that be?” “Irony,” answered Harry. Mr. l’ahl: “What liave you there, son?” Louis: “Ten beans.” Mr. I’.: “Do you mean dollars?” I.ouis: “Yep.” Mr. I’.: “Why don’t you call money by its right name?” I-nuis: “Ain’t beans a good enough name ior money?” Mr. 1’.: “Not for you. You never plant any.” Florence B. sat licforc her glass and gazed long and earnestly at the reflection there. She screwed up her face in many ways. She puffed up her hair, then smoothed it down again. She raised her eyes and lowered them. She showed her teeth and then she pressed her lips tightly together. At last she got up with a weary sigh and said. “It’s no use. I’ll be some kind of a re- former.” I-ouis Pahl. with narrow striped clothes, saddle colored shoes, a loud necktie, hair | artcd over his nose and smoking a cigarette, addressed Louise thus: “If I were you and you were me. what would you do?” She unhesitatingly said. “I would take off that hideous tic. put that cigarette in the stove, part my hair on the side, then pray for brains.”