Martin Boots Junior High School - Sketch Yearbook (Marion, IN)

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I6 THE SKETCH Favorite Faculty Expressions MISS CURTIS- Now listen, lets be quiet. MRS. CURLESS- Lovely book, dear. MISS STURGIS- Wonderful. MISS BETZNER- What about that, now? MISS MILLER- Lips, please. MISS SILLS- They need more discipline. MISS FRENCH- Now just cut it out. MISS DANIELS- Will any one volunteer? sl MISS NUSSBAUM-- I suppose you'll have to have a pass. MISS BRADFORD- You know I always say-a word to the wise is sufiicientf' bell MISS SCUDDER- Take the next one. MISS XVIMPY- I don't think we need to mention has rung, again. MISS MODLIN- Dudley take your seat. MISS JONES- Haven't you read your lesson? MR. STAFFORD-- Now, folks-. the fact that the MR. JONES- You don't come in on the down beat. MR. POLLEY- No! No! No! Watch your time. MRS. BOWMAN- Let's take the tenors and basses. MR. CAMPBELL- Tenth period. i MR. CUSHING- All right--play boy. MISS HOWARD- Any absence slips to sign? MRS. HUBER- Always wear a rhimble when you MISS SINCLAIR- Put the balls away. MR. HUBBARD- Attention boys. MRS. ANDERSON- How many were 1ate?' MR. MILHON- Now, what is your name? MISS NORMAN-- Maybe a few tenth periods wou MR. HOPKINS- Now, let's get to work. sew. ld do some good MISS HALL-- Now, what did I do with my keys? MISS MANSON- Oh, for goodness sakes.

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THE SKETCH 15 Then Don returned to New York. He wasnit going to touch the money until he left his old flat for good. So he went back and even got a new job as soda jerker in a drug store. For a week everything was fine. Then one night as he went home he found his door open. Inside were the police. Don turned in panic and ran. Two policemen followed. Don jumped a fence and ran down an alley. As he ran he thought, How did they know? How did I make mistake? It must be something else. Why am I running? I've done nothing. Still he ran. The policemen gained. One yelled, Halt, or we'll shoot. Don ran and a shot whizzed over his head. Pl' Fi' 31' Don grew scared, very scared. He drew his gun fthe gun he had bought-just in casej, and one policeman went down, a bullet in his leg. The other policeman fired and Don pitched over-dead. A bullet was in his head. Next morning Sergeant Murphy spoke to reporters: I can't understand it, he said. O'Flynn and I received orders to arrest this guy for not appearing before his draft board when he was called. You know, boys, that's a very serious offense. Evidently he'd gone away without notifying his board and his number came up quickly. But no one knows why he ran away and then shot back at us. His only crime, as far as we know, was forgetfulness. Yet it cost him his life. The reporters shook their heads sadly and walked away. The mystery of why Don Peters fired at the policemen was never solved and down in a certain locker in the New York City Grand Central Station lies a box containing S1S0,000, which will never be claimed. To Martin Boots Three years ago we entered here, And now prepare to leave. Let's pause awhile and call to mind The lessons we've received. Three years of study it has been, Three years to reach the height Cf appreciation of education To which we have the right. As we go forward year by year, Let us forever strive, To reach the goals our school has set And lead happy useful lives. -DICK SHIPPY

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THE SKETCH 17 9B Pictures PICTURE T Botwm Row-Max Ruble, Clyde Koughn, Richard Duncan, Katie Thomas, jean Cain, jenny Davenport, Virginia XVeaver, Mary Ann Brnunlin. Second Row-Gene Bruner, Clifford Nash, jack Yoder, Rosanna Shirir, Barbara Childers, Betty L033, Dudley Huber, Billy Anderson, Third Row-Betty Fear, Mary Counternun, Mildred Kesler, Iklicl Craig, Berry Jackson, Viola Shroll, Virginia Brnne, Hildcgnrde Fairfield. PICTURE ll Llarli, licvcrly XVillLiu:., Anise 'XVilkins, Lois Young Cook, Violl lfox, Margaret Messler. Second Row-Clarabcll Koughn, George Wert, Marcus Gordon, Joyce McDonald, Carolyn Masterson, june Ogden, Mary McMath, Ruth Brewer. Third Row-Harold Marslull, Dick Sisson, Wade Usher, Susan Swangcr, Velma. Louise Doncom Row-James Lioens, Roy liib, Tom Buck, james Mason, Edward Butler, Lois Ann