Metropolis High School - Illohmet Yearbook (Metropolis, IL)

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SI. 6. S. ffl THE BOYS’ GETTING BY CLUB Dedicated to: Those who have sinned and got by, and those who have sinned and didn’t. Motto: Don’t let your studies interfere with your work. Club rooms: Any secret place. Origin: The boys’ Getting By Club” has been in exist- ance from time immemorial, but only in the last year has it sprung into existance. When the faculty began to frequent the library and assembly hall, at times unsuspected, and to look darkly at unsuspecting persons, and to bear down with impossible quizes and unheard of rules, the boys were driven by the common danger to bond together for mutual protection. Our aim has always been to please the faculty when convenient, and we are also very democratic and broad in our views, believing that each member of our exclusive club should have the right to do as it pleases the faculty— or displeases. We are also firm believers in social enjoyment, and when we sent a delegation to attend a convention of clubs at Round Knob this spring, the faculty was indignant—we suppose because they were not invited to send a representative. One prominent feature of the club members is the ability each has to consume large quantities of all the best kirds of confections, food and drink. We wish to say that we have had a pleasant year, and, in order to further the organization, we leave to you the following offices to be filled by the succeeding classes, each member having the right to hold at least one office: President and chief getter by—George Yetter. Vice president and speaker—Henry Austin. Sergeant at arms and chief speeder—Samuel Willis. Sentry and treasurer—George Slimpert. Look out—Bill Weiseman. Funnel man—Ellis Mann. Transporter—Don Park. Guard—Arhur Weaver. — 27 —

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Luella Cox, whom time had turned into a creature of sanctified appearance. She spoke in an undertone to the Sister, but I distinctly understood that I was to be sent to the home for the feeble minded. The Sister, who was to conduct me to the dreaded place, signaled an airplane. On descending and seeing the Nun the driver removed her goggles and I beheld Alice Dugger unchanged except for the heavy coat of tan and the glow of health upon her cheeks. The huge plane frightened me ,and the Sister seeing my plight placed me on a under ground train, which seemed much safer. The conductor who collected our fare, was George Yetter, a gray haired old man. When my destination was reached I was ushered into a gloomy building. After several hours of waiting Ihe supei’intendent made his appearance he was a heavy man with a Buffalo-Bill mustache jdespite this disguise I recognized Sam Willis. I was placed in a small room witih another woman of aged appearance. She was sharpening a knife muttering over and over to herself: He went to Europe to lick old Prussia, And fell in love with a maid of Russia Now they live in their home “over there”, I’m going over and slay the pair. The wretched old woman was Theresa Williams; my consoling gestures only maddened her. At last it became necessary for me to flee for my own safety. Climbing the high fence around the asylum was no easy matter. On the opposite side of the wall was a strange building with only one door for an opening. Squeezing into this I beheld a strange sight, for there was Henry Austin surrounded with chemicals. His face was as cold and hard as the wisened humped woman beside him. Both were busily engaged, so, shrinking into a corner, I ) watched their strange maneuvers. Slowly the little woman turned and stared, piercing me through. Then inch by inch she came closer; I hid my face for it was one of the teachers coming after me as in days of yore. Breathlessly I waited then some one shook my shoulder, meekly I look up and gazed into the face of Mrs. Cutting. Not the wizened creature, but the one who curtly said, “Wake i p! what do you mean by sleeping in school? Don’t you know that your class has passed?” — 26 —

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CLASS WILL ‘18 We the Seniors of the class ’18 City of Metropolis State of Illinois being of sound mind and disposing memory, after due deliberation do make our last will and testament, hereby revoking all former wills of whatever nature by us made. 1. To Mr. Schrader we bequeath this motto: ‘‘Do unto others as you wished to be done by”, to be kept in mind when making out all future examination questions. This will probably save a doctor bill, for some poor Senior. 2. To Mrs. Cutting we leave the caretakership of our magnificent high school building. 3. With our characteristic generosity, we leave to Mr. Stein all of the test tubes and beakers we have broken. 4. To Miss Bauer we leave the care of the Hall (Mose) and the right to teach English (Wooley) to the succeeding classes. 5. We bequeath to Miss Davy the right to assign the oncoming history classes as long lessons as she sees fit. (Poor kids.) 6. We leave to Mr. Wiant (Goat) one pair of sheep shears, to be used in making his fortune—wool has gone up. 7. To Mr. Lewis we leave the privilege of instructing the oncoming Latin classes in the translation of Latin. 8. To our janitor, Mr. Wright, we leave all the notes we have written, to insure a hotter fire for the the next year. 9. Lera Amlir.gmeyer wills to Helen Young, her seat in the Freshman row. 10. Madge Morgan bequeaths to Mr. Schrader a portion of her still, small voice. 11. George Yetter bequeaths to Russel Baker, one foot of his feet (six). 12. Henry Austin leaves his soul affections to— ‘‘A certain young lass In the Sophomore Class.” 13. Alice Dugger gives to Vallee McGlasson her powder puff and patent hair curlers. 14. Arthur Weaver wills his stately Senior Walk to — 28 —