Macomb High School - Spiderweb Yearbook (Macomb, IL)

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THE SPIDER 'VVEIB es,-J tv.'A',V.'Ax'r .'fAxv.'A1vfAxV. x'f'xw. 'xV. xvf'1'lA1v.'A' 'Tm not sure but she's awful cute. I think her name is Ruby something. Oh, by the way, did you see Cedric Ringer talking to Frances Woodworth this morning? Do you suppose she would go with him? I don't know whether she would or not. There's Ruth Anderson talking to Maurice McGinnis. She'd be cute if it weren't for her nose. Her cousins are good looking, don't you think? She thinks we freshmen are too dumb to realize that they are cousins. Oh, well, we should worry. Say, did you see Maurice Peterson talking toe just then the warning bell began to ring and both hurried away to their advisories. They had not stayed long enough to see the wild stampede of seniors when the tardy bell began to ring. fLouise fordine. CQIIFIIHIUIEE. llFlll9A.llIDllIDllE5lIR fIl3flIlllRlli9 Mercy on thee, flapper girl, With deep blue eyes and golden curl. With thy 'breviated skirt, Thinkest thee so very pert? With thy red cheeks redder made By the rouge so deftly laid, With thy eyebrows plucked so thin, Modern flappers think no sin. From my heart I grant no joyg How I wish thou'd been a boy! Child thou art-though old thou seem'st On dad's purse too hard thou lean'st. In the Whoopee dost thou ride With a dumb shiek by thy side. Thou love'st more than he can buy, Cars and finery piled up high. Outward pleasureg ignorant blissg Mercy on thee, little miss! CWith due apology to J. G. Whittierj. !Cla'rice Moore. 'Aw-,f'1,fA1.f'1., 'QX., A-'vfrhaqlilz 1 6 Nrgie :f'Aie:-4e'4.4's:-xerlxi'

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THE SPIDER NVEB WHAGT llFllRllE9SlllilllMlllIE9lINIl Cill'lll'lIlllllINllllK.' QEWO freshman girls were standing in the hall watching their fellow students pass by. Their noses were turned up in an important sort of way as if to say-we're l1Ot so dumb even if we are freshmen. One suddenly spoke up, There goes that 'Bus' Sowers. He sure thinks he is smart since he got to playing basketball. He used to speak to me but he doesn't bother to any more. Not that I care though! You sure said a mouthful, answered the other. And would you look at Hazel Higan. There are three boys talking to her. She's cute but I don't like her. Same here. Say 'Red' Huston sure is cute, isn't he? He's just a picture in that blue sweater of his. I like 'Pink' jordan, too. He's so nice and friendly. Yes, everyone likes 'Pink'. Would you look at Kenneth Riordan! He's just a scream. Always doing something funny. Marguerite Thompson seems awful nice, too. So quiet and dignified like. Do you suppose she's very smart? Say that's Monita O'Neil and Sylvia Levin with her, isn't it? I like Monita all right but Sylvia is always talking. They stood idly watching for a few minutes. Excitedly one said, There's john Wetzel down there talking to Arretta again. They make a cute couple, don't you think? Oh lookee! Here comes Goldie Larner and David Brown. Do you suppose it's true they had a quarrel? Yeah, they had a quarrel all right. Mary told me all about it. Isn't that Chatterton girl a case! She and Catherine Bartley giggle all the time. I think freshmen act better. They aren't always trying to show off. You don't see us always laughing like Doris Stump does. I don't know. Look how Weist Mikesell and Robert Smith act in the study hall and then some of the freshmen girls act just like the others. The seniors are awful smarties but they are all right. Wheefefe-- Maxine Henderson has another new dress. She sure wears good look' ing clothes. She's kind of plump though, don't you think? 'Herk' Williams is on the basket ball team, too, isn't he? Who's that girl he's talking to? There is a stretching of necks for a minute. Oh, it's Lillian Shenor. For heaven's sake! Look at those boys coming now. That bunch is always trying to make Mr. Quick mad. Who are they? Oh, it's only 'Bus' Reed, Loren Volker, Ralph Campbell, George Creasey and Lyman Hainline. Say, do you know who that girl is that Ralph takes home at noon? ff.,-s.,.'-,.f-.,f-.,.'f-.,.'f+r is 1+A.,ff-,.-As.,ff.,.f-.,ff.,,-

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THE SPIDER WEB 'f'Ng2.'f'1L-f'1c'f'x'x'nvf x'fAxv:2g2q 52 llDlllllDllb4DllMIlACilIR:f UEEN of Sheba-romantic name-beautiful woman, ropes of pearls, countless diamonds, tropical days and romantic nights, cleverness-she portrayed them all. And King Solomon-wealth and wisdom-and a touch of the quixote. The Queen of Sheba had been on the throne ever since she was fifteen. She had ruled well and wisely. Her treasuries were full of jewels and precious metals. Across the plains four hundred miles away was Solomon, reputed to be as wise and wealthy as she. So she sent him an invitation to visit her. He came, six foot two, blond and handsome, and thrilled her by his presence. Then followed a month of feasts, exhibitions, and lion hunting. And when he said, Sheba, be my queen ! , though she wanted to say yes, she just originated Why, I don't know what to say.fIt's so sudden! I'll have to have time to think it over. To her maid that night she said, I love him but I promised myself I'd never marry anyone I could outwit. But how can I put him to the test? Try to sell him some of those fake diamonds, the maid replied. And if he buys, then you'll know he ain't no lit person to run this place. That's it. That's just what I'll do, agreed the Queen. The next day when Solomon demanded her answer, she brushed him aside. I must show you some of my diamonds, she said. I must have more time to consider. A servant brought her private jewel case. This one, she said, I call Omar ! He took it and then with an exclamation of delight, reached past her and picked a large, squarefcut and highly polished stone from the case- Such a beauty--and lustre. I will sell it to you, the queen said, coldly. He glanced at her from the corner of his eyes, a frown upon his face. I shall have it set into my crown. I will give you fifty thousands of Kasoes for it. In gold! Sold! from the Queen. The gold came, five big bars of yellow metal, and was weighed before the Queen's eyes. Here is your diamond. Go. I can never marry you. Go! As he swept through the palace door the Queen thought that perhaps she saw a trace of mockery on his lips. The fool, she thought, the fool let me sell him a paste diamond. He didn't even test it, to see if it was genuine. Well, I can't marry that kind of a fool. Aloud she said, Send this gold to the treasury. Tell them to make it into a few perfume bottles. And they said he was wise. Ha! Ha! 2n.'f'x'.'Ag',f xE, 1-,ft,': '-wif I7 114'- ',vf 3, :'1vf'xvf'xvf'1.,vx'1