La Crosse High School - Voice Yearbook (La Crosse, KS)

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K -Q- -.. .,..,a -. ..,.,N,,., ,,.-L,,,,,,,...,,,N,- Maw, um- Q V- N Miss Terrell- Who was Cicero? John Yost- Mutt's son. Miss McConnell- Pete is wandering in his mind. Gladys- That's alright, he won't go far. - Kizzie- Don was the goal of ny ambition, but- S Velma Hart- But what? Kizzie- Father kicked the goal. Waitress Cat Haysl to Gross- How did you find your meat? Gross- I moved my potato and there it was. , Busch- You told me to file those letters, sir. Prof. Skinner- Yes Busch- Well I Was just think ing it would be easier to trim them with a pair of scissors. -. Chuck- You are the sun- shine of my life. You alone reign in my heart, without you my life is one dreary cloud, etc., etc. Erma- Is this a proposal or a weather report? Mr. Skinner- Where is your GP!! excuse. Sis Saunders- I ain't got none. Mr. S.- Where is your gram- mar? Sis- She went honze with grandpa. -......-.l...,,,?.i Isabel- What makes your dog's tongue hang out? Bud- To balance his tail. Ton- I sure knocked them cold in my studies. John- H-ow come? Tom- I got zero. Skinnec- Excuse 1 e but haven't I seen your face before? Rachel-- It's ouite possible. sir. That's where I usually wear it. - Don K.- See any change in nie? Deacon C.- No. why? Don- I swallowed a dime. R. Meyer-- Why is it some children never go to school after they finish the first grade? Perkins- A great many of them quit and go to some kind of a business college. Miss Terrell- Mr. Skinner, can you give me a definition iof happiness? Mr. Skinner- A definition of happiness is a man with a dumb wife. Dear papa - fMiss Renner frow n, fashionable resortj I enclose the hotel bill. Dear Kizzie he responded. Iencl1ose check to cover the bill, but please do not buy any more hotels at that figure, they're cheating you. x xii- KM J

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f N Father- Haven't you got any ideals, young man? John Y.- You should see them dad. They're peaches. Etta- There's just two things Iidon't like about our new boss. Inez-- And they are? Etta- His rubber heels. Don K.- Say, I have dream- ed twice lately that I have been at work. If it happens again I shall buy a dream book and see if it means anything. Mrs. Davis- Who is that fel- low with the long hair? Hilda- He's a fellow from Yale. . Mrs. Davis- Oh, I've ofter heard of those Yale folks! Ode to Latin All are dead who wrote it, All are dead who spoke it, All die who learn it Blessed death, they earn 1t. Kizzie- You should change your style of dancing a little. Ralph M.- In what way? Ki1zie-- You might occas- ionally step on my left foot. Your Table Manners. By Hazel McConnell When reaching for victuals, keep at least one foot on the floor. Select a dull knife to avoid cutting the lips. Don't make fun of the coffee. you may be old and weak yourself some day. Never drink out of a saucer when you can get more on a plate. Oliver L- What makes your cat so small? Frank S.- I-brought her up on condensed milk. , Miss McConnell- Now John- nie, what is a Pritzel? Johnnie- A Pitzel is a dough nut gone crazy. , ..--- Hilda- What became of your chauffeur? ....,. Harold H.- He absentniind- edly crawled under a mule to se: why it wouldn't go. -ll- Don Russell- Dad, can you write your nan e with your eyes shut? Mr. Russell- Sure, why? Don- Well, then close your eyes and sign my report card. ,,li..l- Mother- Did that man kiss you last night? Hazel- You don,t think he drove 90 miles for nothing, do you? ,l.ll--. Q Father- 'fSay Gladys, does that young man of yours knot' how to say good night? Gladys H.- Well - rather, dad. Bertha S.- Oh, there's rr ant in my coHee. Will it hurt it? Bill DiXon-- Hurt it? My gosh, woman. it'll kill it. Shorty- Conductor please stop the train. I dropped my wig out of the window. Conductor- Never mind. lady. there's a switch this side of the next station.