Mineola High School - Signet Yearbook (Mineola, NY)

Text from Pages 1 - 44 of the 1925 volume:

ALOENIM Published by the Students of Mineola High School Vol. 3—No. 3 Mineola, N. Y., June, 1925 25c the Copy EDITORIAL STAFF Editor-in-Chief JOAN SMITH Associate Editors RUTH DOWNS RAYMOND ROLFE Editors Literature .......... Bertha Pribul Jokes........................James McLaughlin Scho°l................Evelyn Brown Sports......... Howard Dochterman Exchange.............William Ruckh Art ........... Isabel Von Oehsen Business Manager, LILLIAN KATZ Assistant Managers, HERBERT PEARSON, LILLIAN VON OEHSEN Secretary, YETTA SIEGEL Advisory Miss V. McCarthy Miss E. M. Rooney Assistant Editors Literature........... Muriel Brink Jokes .............. Eunice Young School ............... Sadie Karpel Sports...............Harry Cornwell Exchange.............. Alice Tesar Art.................... Anna Thomas EDITORIALS THE LAST ISSUE Did you ever stop to think of what the last issue means to us? It is a general summing up of the events of the year. In this issue we bid our Seniors farewell; we praise the out- standing works during the year, and we look with pride at our Aloenim as we think of it as bigger and better than ever. We believe this last issue is an improvement on the preceding ones; and to make it so a great amount of work and co-operation was required. In behalf of the Aloenim staff, I wish to thank the student body for the great work they did in aiding us with our paper; the faculty, to whom we are deeply grateful for any advice and aid given us; and the numerous friends and well-wishers of the village, who have been a large factor in encouraging this enterprise. To the Aloenim staff is due the greater part of the credit for the paper’s success. Many times the mem- bers of the staff may have thought that their efforts were in vain, but when they look at this paper, they may justly feel proud of the fact that they were the guiding body in produc- ing this “Last Issue.” The Editor ’25. PLAYING THE GAME From the earliest times it has been the custom of man to take great pride in his athletic achievements. Then his only thoughts was winning, whatever the cost. The loser always suffered heavily. But as man became civilized and educated, the idea of the winner’s inflicting punishment on the loser be- gan to change into what we now un- derstand as “fair play.” This consists largely in treating the opponent fairly and courteously, so that he will be willing to engage in more contests at a future time. Along with this man came to realize that athletic contests are beneficial only as they serve to strengthen the body, and when they fail to do this have lost their useful- ness. The one thing to which man still clings is the desire to win. It is a vital thing in athletics. In one way it can be used to develop many fine traits of character, but in another way, it may be misled and become a dreadful evil. It becomes an evil when the desire to win is allowed to become so strong that the players stoop to the use of unfair and un- manly practices in order to secure victory. But in its true field, the desire to win is able to overcome the inei'tia of man and get him to spend many tire- some hours in training. This training develops his will power and makes him master of himself. Often he is compelled to sacrifice personal glory for team play. This gives him his first idea of real co-operation. In or- der to be successful he must practice right living. In his contests he meets many problems, which require con- siderable thinking. In solving them he learns to think for himself and un- consciously his self-reliance is de- veloped. When he enters a game, all these qualities are stressed to win the game; but to win it fairly. But it isn’t the athlete alone who plays the game. We are all playing in the game of life. In every way it is a bigger contest than athletics ever was. Our greatest training is the training of the mind. That is our work here in high school. Each of us is preparing to take our places in this world of strife. Are we getting the right training? It is all too frequent an occurrence that pupils come to class without any preparation. They haven’t had time. This means that they did not exercise enough will power to place important things first. They are not fair to themselves. But far worse, they are selfish in that they want and ex- pect a larger share of the teacher’s time than the student who has placed his studies first. It is an example of his utter lack of team work with his classmates and teachers. Those pupils who are frequently ab- sent without reason, those who are habitually tardy, those who always find it necessary to do errands during school hours, and those who find it so necessary to stand in the halls or talk after classes begin are likewise failing to play the game. They are unfair to themselves. They are miss- ing and have missed valuable work. They are unfair to their classmates in that they expect that the work cov- ! ered in their absence shall be repeated for them. This means they are steal- I ing the time to which their class- mates are rightfully entitled. But perhaps those people who play 1 the game most poorly are the ones who frequently cause disturbances in j class. They will neither work them- | selves nor allow their fellow students to work. Their time and energy is used in annoying and fault-finding. Neither time nor energy is used, in doing constructive work. They will j in later years, become our national | destructionists and the wast enemies of education and democracy. Habits are formed not for school days, but for life. He who forms right habits now will make habit his servant; but he who forms bad ones j will be the slave of habit. Those j who now are unprepared, unreliable, tardy, and generally in the habit of avoiding as much work as possible will be the ones who will spend much of their time looking for positions. We are playing the game of life. Let’s start today to play it right and win. ALOEN IM STAFF Lack roiv (I. to r.)—Evelyn Brown, Muriel Brink, William Ruckh, Herbert Pearson, Alice Tesar, Eunice Young. Middle row—Miss McCarthy, Anna Thomas, Sadie Karpel, Bertha Pribul, James McLaughlin, Yetta Siegel, Miss Rooney Front row—H rry Cornwell, Isabel Von Oehsen, Lillian Von Oehsen, Joan Smith, Ruth Downs, Lillian Katz, Raymond Rolfe. miss McCarthy Class Advisor — LOUIS BACKIEL B. A. A. Pres. (4) Bseball (1) (3) (4) Baseball (1) (3) (4) “Polly Lou” Class Historian Louis is the kind who says, “All right, I’ll do it”, or “Come on, and make it snappy”. What he wants to do, he does. Determined, confident and dependable—that’s Louis every time. He also has the honor of being captain of the championship basket ball team. His policy is: If basket ball interferes wih studies, omit the studies. HOWARD DOCHTERMAN Class President (2, 3, 4) Boys’ Baske Ball Team Mgr. (4) B. A. A. Aloenim (3) (4) Valedictorian Howard is one of the class’s “fav- orite children”. To do him justice would take much space. But we can say that Howard is one of the bright- est, most conscientious, and best-liked of Mineola boys. What more can ive say of our President and Valedictor- ian? He is living up to his reputa- tion as a student by completing the high school course in three and one half years, and doing the Freshman year at N. Y. U. in six months! RUTH DOWNS Aloenim Staff (2) (3) (4) Glee Club (3) Class Secretary Winner of Tuberculosis Poster Con- test (3) “Polly Lou” Ruth can amuse more people with her bright sallies, than anyone else we know of. And when she begins her art work, we all “take a buck seat”. She designed the Senior banner, and. she is constantly in demand for mak- ing posters. Mineola is the sad loser and Pratt Institute a lucky gainer when she is graduated in June. TILLIE GINSBERG G. A. A. Orchestra Glee Club How fortunate we are in having Til lie a member of the class! Her violin has entertained us on many occasions, and the school woidd have heard her playing another term, were it not for the fact that she has com- pleted the high school course in three years. Soon we shall find Tillie out in the business world. WILLIAM KAVANY B. A. A. Track Team “Polly Lou” (4) “Willie” is one of the best lilced boys in the class, even though he was named “the freshest”. The girls are not altogether unaware of his charms. He has a smile ready for everyone at all times. Next year will find him in some electrical establishment. SADIE KARPEL G. A. A. Glee Club (3) (4) Aloenim Staff (3) (4) Basket Ball Team (3) (4) “Polly Lou” Here’s to the best natured girl in Mineola High School. We regret los- ing Sadie for fear we may no longer eat the refreshments she is used to serving at the Senior dances. She played a stellar role in “Polly Lou”, where she cleverly amused a large and interested audience. Here’s luck, Sadie! ARTHUR LOEW HERBERT PEARSON Baseball (4) Basket Ball (3) (4) Track Team (3) (4) “Polly Lou” Aloenim (3) (4) B. A. A. Class Prophecy Herbert is a good “all ’round” fel- low, and his title of “most popular boy in the Senior Class” speaks for itself. He also has a “rep” for getting ad- vertisements for the Aloenim. Al- though his future is still undecided, after seeing him in “Polly Lou”, we suggest the stage. B. A. A. “Polly Lou” Much to the delight of the Senior Class, Arthur returned to us last fall, after spending three years at that much talked-of school, Bordentown Military Institute. Arthur gained re- nown through his part as a Westerner in the class play. He is a very popu- 'ar young man about the school build- ing. CHARLES POSPISIL B. A. A. Basket Ball Team (2) (3) (4) Baseball Team (4) “Polly Lou” Charles Pospisil is in the class with Sadie Karpel for his remarkable good nature. Yet he is rather reticent, so we have heard little from him except in the Senior play, where he took the part of an Englishman. BERTHA PRIBUL G. A. A. Orchestra Glee Club (2) (3) (4) Aloenim (4) Bertha’s talented fingers have cer- tainly been an asset to our class. She has played the piano for the school for quite a number of years, and has always helped in entertainments. She has been writing a continuous story for the Aloenim which is quite praise- worthy. Bertha is undecided as to what she will do after leaving high school. RAYMOND ROLFE Basket Ball (2) (3) Baseball Team (1) (2) (3) Track Team (1) (3) Aloenim (2) (3) B. A. A. Sec. (2) Winner of the Quadrangular Speak- ing Contest (3) Ray” is short and Ray” is fleeting, And the grave is not his goal, But to carry off the pennant, On the field where heroes roll, Bigger game he also tackles. Brave and dauntless, see him rise, And especially at Hicksville, When he won that speaking prize. GRACE SCHAUFELBERGER Basket Ball Team Capt. (3) (4) G. A. A. Treasurer (4) Girls’ Track Team (2) (3) When it comes to athletes, we put Grace at the head of the class. She is best remembered by he r whirlwind basket-ball playing; and it is alway ■ the ambition of the lower-classmen to play basket-ball like “Cappy”. As a studeyit and a sport, Grace can hold her place with the best of ’em. Next year will find her in the business world, but we still insist that she should be an Olympic star. YETTA SIEGEL Class V.-Pres. (1) (2) Class Sec’y (3) Aloenim (3) G. A. A. Sec’y (3) Glee Club “Polly Lou” The Senior Class is fortunate in having Yetta Siegel for a member. Yetta, who was supposed to be grad- uated in ’26, surprised iTs all by join- ing the class of ’25. We expect to find her expounding her brains some- where in this wide world. JOAN SMITH G. A. A. Pres. (2) (3) (4) Class Vice-Pres. (3) (4) “Polly Lou” Basket Ball (3) (4) Track Team Glee Club (3) (4) Aloenim (2) (3) Editor (4) Winner of Triangular Speaking Contest (3) Class Recitationist When we recall our high school days we shall always picture Joan cheering a basketball team to victory, winning prizes as a public speaker, (occasion- ally being late for class, but always getting good ratings), and ever work- ing for Mineola High. We all wish her luck in her chosen career as a nurse. WILLIAM STEIDINGER B. A. A. Baseball (4) Bill drawls it out, but he always fnds a ready audience. He’s a good all ’round sport with a policy of “Haste makes waste’’. IRENE STELLWAGEN G. A. A. “Polly Lou” Glee Club Her smile is always cheery, Her laughter always gay; With her we’re never dreary, She cheers us on the way. FRANK VAN WAGNER Baseball (1) (2) Basket Ball (1) B. A. A. Van Wagner in our class is the handsomest boy, To his teachers and friends he’s a great deal of joy. His humor and nature have won every heart We all have admired him right from the start. We know that in life he’ll surely succeed For “Do ivhat. is right” and Work” are his creeds. ISABELLE Von OEHSEN Class Treasurer (2) (3) (4) Aloenim (3) (4) G. A. A. Vice-Pres. (4) Glee Club (3) (4) Charge to The Juniors “Polly Lou” “And still they gazed, And still the wonder grew, That one small head Could carry all she knew.” Now that she has stolen the hearts of the Senior Class, and particularly of a certain blond young man, we send Billy” off to Wellesley to win the hearts up there. ELIZABETH WIENCKO Salutatorian G. A. A. Basket Ball (2) (3) (4) “Polly Lou” Winner of Certificate of Radio Shorthand Contest (4) .Just by looking at Elizabeth you can see that she believes in loyalty. As to brains—well, she has quite a supply! In athletics she holds a place too. She has played on the basket ball team for the last three years. Next year will find her at some secre- tarial school where we knotv she will be successful. SARAH WOODEND G. A. A. Sarah began her successful career in Mineola High School as a Sopho- more. Although absent for part of the third year, in her Senior one she swung into line, showing the proper spirit by taking a sincere interest in the class organization and school act- ivities. In this way, she has easily won the confidence of her friends and classmates. YE SENIOR CLASS Most dignified Best natured Most popular boy Most popidar girl Handsomest The wittiest The brightest Most versatile Best boy athlete William Steidinger Sadie Karpel Herbert Pearson Joan Smith Frank Van Wagner Ruth Downs Howard Dochtermann Bertha Pribul Raymond Rolfe Best girl athlete Freshest Most likely to succeed Most timid Biggest fusser Biggest giggler Most melancholy The best dancer Class dictionary Class clown Class vamp Grace Schaufelberger “Shrimp” Kanavy Isabelle Von Oehsen Sarah Woodend Tillie Ginsberg Irene Stellwagen “Charlie” Pospisil Louis Backiel Elizabeth Wiencko “Butch” Loew Yetta Siegel THE COMING SENIOR CLASS Back row (I. to r.)—Harry Cornwell, Joseph Flesch, Fred Nahn, William Ruckh, John Boles, Raymond Rolfe Fred De Brava, Franklin Somonson, James McLaughlin Front row—Margaret Britton, Anna Thomas, Muriel Brink, Margaret Benedict, Lillian Katz, Elwyna VanAlen Elizabeth Thomas, Alice Moore, Frances Backiel, Laura Pribul, Alfreda Hoffman, Yetta Siegel, Mrs. Clendenny “ODD CIRCUMSTANCES” Chapter III T’was Spring; but Bob Goodwin had little time to appreciate the beauties of this lovely season. He worked hard at his studies, and hard at the machine shop, but he was very happy. His expenses were small now, and his savings were growing rapidly. Soon he could repay his sister the money that he had borrowed from her. The wedding of his sister, Grace, and his pal, Bud Nelson, was to be just after graduation, and he was sure that he could reimburse his sister by the end of May. Bob’s work was not a “white collar” job, but is paid well. It was not an easy thing for this boy who had led a care-free life in college, to buckle down to steady hours of hard work after his college classes were done; but Bob did it. Having a mechanical twist somewhere at the back of his brain, the work ceased, in time to be mere drudgery. During odd hourss he worked on an idea that came to him in the shop: a labor and time-saving device that he felt sure would bring in some renumeration should he succeed in perfecting it. Bud Nelson kept his word. He made no further protests over Bob Goodwin’s economies. But he regret- ted that Bob would not make any plans for Class Day for a spread, or even to invite a few friends to spend the day. Bob had said he would in- vite his mother and sister only, but Bud discovered that Bob sent three invitations, not two, and rightly guessed that Patricia Lowell (Princess Pat) received the third. It was Ralph, who roomed with George, next to Bud and Bob, who only a week be- fore the great day, stopped Bob in the middle of the campus to say, “Look here, Goodwin, I understand you’re not giving any spread. George and I would be glad, you know, to have you join with us; and anyone you care to bring will be welcome. If we had known before—.” Ralph’s voice was cordial and the friendly words made Bob vaguely uncomfort- able. With hasty thanks he made his escape. Class Day came and went without even that “glimpse” of Patricia that Bob had dimly counted on. But the day wasn’t altogether a failure. It gave the boy real pleasure to see that his mother and sister wore new gowns; and he knew that to them, the day was an event of a lifetime. But his mother was disappointed when he told her he was not coming home. “You see,” he explained carefully, “I’ve got a job. It pays pretty well and may lead to something better.” This last clause he added for its effect, and his mother brightened. “It’s on a newspaper?” “Well, not exactly,” (Bob groaned at the thought of the machine shop where he would spend his summer). “But there’s no knowing what may come of it. Of course, Mother, I’ll run home whenever I get the chance. “It’s a long time since I’ve seen you, sonny.” Bob squeezed her hand. “You look corking, Mother,” he said boyishly, “I like the gown.” She flushed like a girl. “I couldn’t have had it, dear, if you hadn’t been so careful this last year and repaid that money to Grace, Rob- ert—I’ve been thinking that perhaps you wanted to give some sort of spread. I ought to have suggested it, but it’s so long since I’ve been to anything like this that I had for- gotten.” She looked up anxiously, and he replied, “Now, don’t you worry about that. Mother. It’s been a bully day! I wish you and Grace could stay till you’ve seen the best of it. I’m going to take you to the train.” And he did, despite her protests that he would be missing some of the fun; and after he had kissed his mother and sister good-by and parted from his friend, Bud Nelson, he went back to the “gym” and tried to be- lieve that he was having the “time of his life.” Two weeks later he took the train East for a brief visit to the old home- stead, to see his sister marry his old pal, Bud Nelson. They had a lovely little home ready for their return from their honeymoon. But Bob’s thoughts, during these bright summer days, lingered on memoriess of lovely “Prin- cess Pat.” Back in the mid-western city, Bob worked harder than ever; and as the summer passed, he had the satisfac- tion of a growing bank account, and a substantancial raise in the weekly pay envelope. He spent all his spare time trying to perfect his invention. He did not realize that he was burn- ing the candle at both ends, nor that he was leading an unnatural existence. Sometimes he thought bitterly of how easy it was to be forgotten. His chums had vanished—North, South, East or West, as their paths had led. Ralph, for instance, was traveling around the world; as his last fling before settling down in his father’s bank. Of Patricia Lowell, he had heard nothing since her formally worded regrets that 5 he should not at- tend Class Day. It was, after all. George who sought him out. Bob found him in his shabby hall bed- room, one night in September, when he came home from work. “Where in thunder—?” George laughed, and extended a cor- dial hand; but Bob, glancing at his own grimy fingers, ddrew away. “Hold on, till I wash up. This is mighty good of you, George. I haven’t seen any of the old crowd in a dog’s age.” George sat down on a trunk, while he waited for Bob to cleanse himself. ; When Bob came back to greet his friend, George said, “How long since you’ve occupied this—palace?” Bob laughed. “Methinks I detect scarcasm in your voice. Have you had your supper?” “No. I was going to ask you out to dine.” This was not strictly true, but something in Bob’s gaunt cheek- bones brought the invitation. “You’ll have to wait till I change my clothes. And I’ve only an hour. I’m due at school at seven-thirty.” “What school?” George’s puzzeled look brought another laugh. “You live in the same city and don’t know I am a pedagogue? I teach a night class on B street. “You mean you work all day in a vile machine shop, and teach all even- ing?” Bod nodded. He was tying his scarf befoi’e the cracked mirror. He rather enjoyed the horror in his friend’s voice. “And does your mother know it?” Bos wheeled suddenly. “No, and you’re not to tell. She’d think I was overworking and—” “You are,” cut in George shortly, ‘you have lost fifteen pounds, or I’m a liar. You look like a starved China- nan; and where’s it all getting you? thought you were keen to get onto a paper.” Bob restrained a desire to produce his bank book and point proudly to the balance. Instead, he replied quietly, “How much would I be earn- ing as a cub reporter? How could I pay my debts?” “Well you’d be on the road to some- thing. You can’t mean to spend your life as a day laborer, and what’s the object of an education unless you use it?” “I do,” laughed Bob. “I talk to the Dagoes in their own tongue. You’ve no idea how popular it makes me. Come on, if you want time for more than a bite. As for this horrible place—it’s not so bad when you get used to it; and my time’s not wasted. I’m learning things I couldn’t learn in college. That sounds queer, but there isn’t time to explain now. I’m starved. You can tell me all about the ‘gang’ while we’re eating.” CHAPTER IV Conclusion. Bod didn’t say that one thing he had learned was how quickly money ac- cumulates when one spends absolutely nothing in the pursuit of pleasure. His expenses had not been heavy, and by the next spring, he began to “see light.” His invention was finished, patented, and being tried out at the shop. If they decided to install it. it would mean, not a big thing perhaps, since it was suitable ior but one sort of ma- chine, but at least an income that would make his mother comfortable, and enable him to pay his debt to the last penny. For a week he had slept fitfully, and found it hard to eat. “I’m as nervous as an old woman,” he said indignantly. And in truth, he was; for the fate of the small inven- tion meant not only comforts for his mother, but freedom for himself— freedom to dream once more of a dark-eyed girl. Not that he hand’t dreamed of her all these months! In fact, Bob was a bit ashamed of the persistency of those dreams; for even if things went well he coulld hardly aspire to a girl ilke the Princess Pat, who probably never gave him a thought, since he had to all appearances, ‘‘dropped” her. These thoughts made him wretched; and hers was the one name George didn’t mention. George’s call had been the forerunner of others, and Bob had never liked his friend so well as in those days of his own adversity. That he didn’t confide in George about the invention was because he knew he should feel ashamed if the thing failed. But a week later he left the office of the machine shop (where he had been summoned to sign certain im- portant papers), treading on air. There was a queer little park that he crossed on his way from work. Usually it was deserted save, for a few urchins. Today, having a half- hour to spare, he sat down on a bench near an unused fountain. Being a young man of fastidious habits, Bob had never sat in a place like that. He smiled at the memory that a year ago he would have thought it a plebeian thing to do. These months as a laborer had taught him something more than the value of money. He found himself judging people and their habits by new stand- ards. He should never forget the kindness of his fellow workers. Some of them were friends whom he should always keep in touch with, and re- member. Suddenly Bob realized that he was not alone. He had been idly watch- ing a pigeon, which took flight as a pair of small but shabby oxfords came that way. Without raising his eyes, Bob saw that the owner of the oxfords had taken the seat opposite his own. It always amused him to watch people’s feet. He did so now, his observing eyes detecting a cleverly mended dropped stitch in the stocking, and the edge of a blue linen skirt. Poor, but respectable, he thought. A stenographer or bookkeeper, per- haps, on her way home. Doubtless she had a face like a prune. He’d half a mind not to look, because those feet. They reminded him— ‘‘Bob Goodwin! It—It’s not you?” Bob’s head came up with a jerk. His eyes, dazed and unbelieving, met eyes as soft and dark as sealskin— eyes that belonged to no one save Princess Pat, but set in a face that had lost its lovely curves. And the blue vown was faded with murh laun- dering. On the lovely, outstretched hand was a spot of ink. Still dazed, he took the hand in his grimy, toil- worn fists, and held it close, as if he would never let it go. “Patricia — Patsy — what’s hap- pened?” His questions included everything about her; the thin cheeks, the faded gown, and the patched shoes. He for- got his own appearance altogether, and drew her down beside him on the bench. “Happened?” she said tremulously. “Why — nothing — except that it’s strange that we should meet again— just here.” “But, Patricia, you—you—What are you doing?” “I’m going home, that is, to my room,” she explained gently, draw- ing her hand away. “I often stop here hot days like this. It’s sort of cool and pleasant after the office.” “What office?” gasped Bob stupidly. Patricia smiled. “The office where I work. I—” “You—work! “Hush!” warned the girl hurriedly. “Don’t shout so. Of course I work. There are four of us, you know, and we all work except sister Sally who’s married, and—” “But,” Bob interrupted, “you were wearing sealskin—real sealskin. And you dressed—” She laughed—a soft little laugh that chaed away the tired lines around her eyes. “So I did! Well, it seems jut like a dream. I’d been sick, and needed a vacation, and when Mrs. Grahame in- vited me to visit her (their summer hr.mc is in our town, you know), it seemed a—sort of miracle. And then I remembered that I hadn’t the right clothes for such a visit. —I cried— I was so disappointed. If I’d been really strong I wouldn’t have been so silly. And just then sister Sally came in and said of course I must go; so when the girls came home they went through their wardrobes, chose all the best they had and lent me every- thing. “The seal skins were sister Sally’s. Her mother-in-law is terribly rich. She won’t give them a penny, but she makes them expensive presents— usually things they don’t want. She gave Sally the furs when she needed a new suit frightfully. That’s always the way. The rest of the clothes I got from my sisters Bleanor and Janet. “Oh!” breathed Bob Goodwin; then suddenly; “But you never said you worked—you never hinted—” “That was Janet’s fault. She said to forget everything, and pretend I was used to living the way the Gra- hames live. And sister Sally said; ‘That’s right. For goodness sake put that horrid old office out of your 1 mind. Play you’re a princess and perhaps you’ll find a prince’, so— She stopped, suddenly confused, and flushed; but Bob didn’t notice. “Well!” he observed solemnly. | “What odd circumstances.” All these months when I’ve been calling myself an idiot to even dream about a girl like you, there you were working the flesh off your bones—” “You can’t scold me for that,” in- terrupted Patricia gently. “You’re thin as a crow yourself. I—I hardly know you, though George said—” Bob started. “So you’ve seen George ? What did he tell you?” For some reason the Princess Pat blushed hotly. “He—he explained something I hadn’t understood. And he said you lived in this locality. I—I supposed you were writing up ‘the other half’ for some paper. I thought some day I’d meet you. or—or see you go by when I was sitting here, but—but—” “Is that why you came here?” asked Bob breathlessly. He moved nearer, and despite the grime of toil, and the eyes of two in- terested urchins, laid his hand on hers. But she snatched it away. “No!” she denied hotly. “How can you ask? What have I done to—to make you think—” She would have risen, but Bob slipped a firm arm across her shoulders and drew her back. “Please don’t be angry, Patricia. You see, it’s been a rather upsetting day. I don’t know how to tell you everything—why I didn’t go to see you—or invite you to a spread on Class Day— or why I’m dressed like this, or the wonderfully good news that’s come my way today. You weren’t the only one in odd circum- stances! I thing it will take the best part of my life to explain things; but you know, don’t you, that the most wonderful thing of all is find- ing that—that you’re what you are? I believe it went to my head, and I imagined for a minute that you, too—” She raised her eyes, and at some- thing lurking in their depths he made a sudden, astonishing resolve. “Look here, little Princess Pat,” he said abruptly, “is my face clean?” “Your face! gasped Patricia, to this surprising question. “Of course it is. But—but why—” “Because,” answered Bob calmly, “we have no mirror at the shop and sometimes a bit of dirt escaped me; me; and just as soon as those two inquisitive kids have turned the corner, I’m going to kiss you!” And Bod Goodwin was a man of his word. B. P. ’25. Finis. LET US SMILE The thing that goes the farthest to- ward making life worth while, That costs the least and does the most, is just a pleasant smile. The smile that bubbles from the heart that loves its fellow,man Will dive away the clouds of gloom and coax the sun again. It’s full of worth, and goodness, too, with human kindness blent— It’s worth a million dollars, and it doesn’t cost a cent. There is no room for sadness where we see a cherry smile; It always has the same good look— it’s never out of style. It nerves us on to try again when failure makes us blue; The dimples of encouragement are good for me and you. It pays a higher interest, for it is merely lent— It’s worth a million dollars, and it doesn’t cost a cent. A smile comes easily enough, a twinkle in the eye Is natural and does more good than any long-drawn sigh; It touches on the heartstringss till they quiver blithe and long And always leaves an echo that is very like a song; So, smile away! Folks understand what by a smile is meant. It’s worth a million dollars, and it doesn’t cost a cent. —Wilbur D. Nesbit. Bo a a I SCHOOL NOTES the Seniors are about to become “no NIBBLINGS OF THE SCHOOL MOUSE Are we happy? Well, I should say' Lilly Katz and Kay Rolfe not only car- ried off our local public speaking prizes, but also the quadrangular prizes. We are very proud of our speakers, and we extend our congratu- lations to them once again. Members of the State Department of Education visited our school re- cently, but, needless to say, found few criticisms of our fine manage- ment. There are a few more days of real studying—and then Regents! Is’nt it peculiar how many books are be- ing carried home of late? The Senior Class gave a play, “Polly Lou,” which was a “howling success.” The class deserves much credit. SENIOR NOTES The Senior Class of this year has been very busy, breaking all records made by previous classes of this high school. The first achievement of this year was a Birthday Dance; and dur- ing December a Senior “Prom” was held in the study hall. The class had a theatre party during January. Then came Regents week; and on the fourth of April the successful play “Polly Lou” was given. Here, the Seniors wish to heartily thank the en- tire school and faculty for their splendid co-operation in making the play a success. Immediately after the play, the clss decided to have a small year-book, or rather, thans- form a part of the “Aleonim” into a year book, having each member of the Senior Class represented with a “write-up” by one of his friends. The class hopes that this idea will become a precedent. The week of June twentieth is to be a busy one for the Seniors. Class night, Saturday, promises to be very interesting. As more” they will leave in their will some hlepful hints to be carried out by the Juniors and the faculty. Grad- uation is to be Tuesday night, the twenty-third, in the Legion Hall. The music is to be furnished by members of the class, and four speakers have also been selected from the class for the progrm. We hear that the Juniors are giving the Seniors a “Prom” on Wednesday evening at the Legion Hall. With this short resume, the Senior Class wishes “Au revior” and the best of luck to the Aloenim. JUNIOR NOTES Now, let’s see! What did. we do since the last issue ? Oh, yes, the week that the last issue of the ALEOEN “came out,” we had our theatre benefit and we reaped aplenty. Later we mde up a theatre party and saw “Lady, Be Good,” a musical comedy in New York. Then we took it easy, Our pocket purse was fat, We sat around and watch’d The other classes bat. At Hicksville it was two members of our class who carried off the honors in the speaking contest. At present we are preparing for the Junior- Senior dance. And now we are Seniors- to-be. SOPHOMORE NOTES The Sophomores have ben very ac- tive since the last issue of the Aloenim was printed. The much discussed “Prom” turned out to be quite a successful affair. It has been estimated by competent mathematicians that close to one hun- dred fifty people attended. We next gave an informal dance to the members of both the Girls and Boys Basket Ball Teams. As the class had for a long time manifested a most ardent desire to see some New York play, we decided to look into the matter. After much arguing and debating it was unani- mously decided that “Lady Be Good” was the one and only play for us. FRESHMAN NOTES Our poor little Freshies! They tried hard to do something this year, but every thing was against them. Better luck to you in your Sophomore year, children! ORCHESTRA NOTES Our orchestra has been studying expression and interpretation in the highest artistic order. There has been a decided improvement in the ability of the various members to co-operate with each other. We must say that Miss Tinkham and her orchestra de- serve much praise for their work. JUNIOR HIGH SCHOOL GRADUATING CLASS Stephen Seydler President Morris Siegel Vice-President Margaret McGunnigle Sec.-Treas Colors—Green and White Flower—Carnation Motto—The road called toil leads to the city called success.” MEMBERS Joe Anderson Louise Belger Catherin Corley George Dermigny Charles Titterer Harold Flesch Gertrude Fraud Julius Ginsberg Isadore Goldberg Robert Lehner David Levy Ethel MacDonald Charles Martin Michael Montella Frank Schmelz Frances Schwartze Stephen Seydler Daisy Todd Herbert Trafford Mary Tworkowske Violet Umbreit Evelyn Viehkauser Catherine Benedict Arthur Bertram Elizabeth Carew Rienard Clark Frederick Dochtermann Edna Filion Katherine Frielingsdorf Ida Gallina Mary Gagliano John Gurm John Heidtman Howard Iffinger Fred Karactona Alice Karpel Beatrice Kleinert George Kuntz William McCormack Mary McGuire Emily McGunnigle Clarene Madigancz zzz Margaret McGunnigle Clarence Madigan Doris Madison Marion Molunkosky Edward Munson Philip Napolitano Helen O’Neil Robert Schulze Herbert Seaman Benjamin Seidman Morris Siegel Ellery Smith Roslyn Smith Statia Verbeck Anna Wisnewsky We Ask You: Is Gertrude frank? (Frank) Has Harold flesh? (Flesch) Is Clarence mad again? (Madigan) Is Herbert a seaman? (Seaman) EVELYN AGAIN ATTEMPTS POETRY I have sat me down and pondered Like Edgar Allen Poe, But no raven has come tapping Telling me all I should know— I’d like to write a poem Or broadcast a message clear About Mineola High School, Which has done good work this year. Our hats are off to the Seniors They surely have helped make the score, And are leaving a record behind them That few classes have left before Two cups brought back for speaking Wonderful plays in basket ball But don’t forget their coaches (Pupils alone couldn’t do it all). But the Sophomores of course weren’t idle Haven’t they had ribbons and rope- skipping day, Besides plenty of social functions? They believe not in work and no play. Just wait till they’re grand old Seniors Each room will be filled with a prize; The walls will be covered with ban- ners, As their name upon them lies. (Since scanning these lines of verse I discover this to be neither iambic nor dactylic. So I’ll name it Brownie.) Ways by which you can tell them: Miss Phillips—“I’m sure—.” Miss Bennet—“Do you know you are not supposed to be in the building after 3.30?” Miss Gross—“We will now have a twenty-minute written.” Miss McCarthy — “Outside reading must be in by Friday at midnight; not a minute later.” Wellesy P.—“Gee! You should have seen the jump I made yesterday; I bet I beat the world’s record.” Ernestine J.—“May I borrow your fountain pen?” Grace S.—“If I don’t do this history, Miss McC. will kill me. Bertha P.—“And I thought you were going to call for me this morning.” Muriel B.—“I don’t know.” Miss Topping—“Oh this chalk!” Miss Gross—“Yes, Evelyn.” Evelyn—“In the second question do you mean those things that grow up tall and have bird’s nests in them.” Miss Gross—“Why Evelyn what do you mean?” Evelyn—“Why the forests of course.” The last issue of the Aloenim sold very sucessfully, owing to Miss Mc- Carthy’s plan of circulating. On behalf of the Aloenim staff, I wish to thank all the members who have helped with the paper. Lillian Katz—Business Manager. MINEOLA HIGH SCHOOL “IF” (Apologies to R. Kipling) If Joan were ready for gym on time, If every teacher made Benny stand to recite, If we didn’t have Mr. Sloat for base- ball coach, If the Sophomores had some money in their treasury, If the Freshman gave a High School dance, If Wallace Klien came to school three times a week, If Elizabeth and Beatrice came to class without their home work, If Bertha chewed gum instead of talk- ing, If everyone passed Regents in June, If Mineola High School came home without a cup. L. v. O. ’27. HEALTH DEPARTMENT Our School has the opportunity to compete against the other schools of Nassau County for a stationary den- tal chair with a fountain cuspidor. Do not neglect your teeth during the summer months. The dental inspec- tor, who will arrive early next fall, will base the standing of this school upon the condition in which he finds your teeth. Please co-operate. F. P. S. LATIN—WILL I EVER GET IT? Four score and seven nights ago, I studied and translated Cicero’s third oration, conceived in Cataline’s con- ! spiracy and dedicated to the proposi- I tion that it might be read by posterity. Now, I am engaged in a great Latin “exam,” testing whether that oration or any other oration so studied and so translated can long be remembered. But I have met with an unexpected obstacle in this work, for in even three hours I cannot translate, I cannot re- member, I cannot finish this chapter. The brave (also beloved[?]) man, once living, now dead, who wrote these orations, has written them far above my poor powers to understand or translate. My class will little note nor long remember what I write here, but it will never forget the mark I got here. It is for me, therefore, to concentrate my thoughts on this un- finished (not even started) chapter with which I have struggled hope- lessly, and have thus far so poorly advanced. It is for me now to de- vote myself to the irksome task re- maining before me—that because of these words which I have been able to pen, I shall renew my determina- tion to complete the chapter by trans- lating the first few lines (at least)— hat I now hopefuly resolve to com- mence the translation again (about the fifteenth time)—that these hitherto untranslateable words, because of this fresh resolution, shall have a new meaning for me, and that this oration, by a Roman, for the Romans, of the Romans, shall not remain untrans- lated.—Sunnyside (a Cicero Star, with apologies to “Abe” Lincoln.) The above cartoon portrays the Class of 1925 in their car, commonly called the M. H. S. speeding down the Road of Study and about to tackle the rocky roads leading up Mt. Regent to Graduation and Success. The River of Failures runs below the road. The parts of the car called students, dropping outt usually fall into this stream and perish; but then a few climb back up the ROAD of Study to start again with the next car. The Class of ’25 has a fine start and it seems probable that it will reach the summit without losing any parts. With that in mind we urish them SUCCESS! OUR EXCHANGE These are our comments on papers and magazines of other schools: “Oak Leaves”—Westbury H. S., Westbury, N. Y.: Your paper is very well edited, with an exceptionally good sport department. You have succeeded in managing your paper, printing included, in the best possible man- ner. “The Skirmisher” — Bordentown Mil. Inst., Bordentown, N. Y.: Every department of your maga- zine is well written, with interest- ing material and cuts. The “School Calendar” was very good; but don’t you think a few jokes would help ? “The Oracle”—Jamacia H. S., Ja- maica, N. Y.: Your “Prophecy” section, as well as the sport and literary depart- ments, contains very good material, and your many cuts, pictures and fine cover make a most interesting paper. “The Sea Breeze”—Manhasset, IT. 5., Manhasset, N. Y.: You have a very compact paper with a good literary section and editorial column. “Comet”—Hicksville, H. S., Hicks- ville, N. Y.: Your paper is improving greatly with every issue. The February number had a fine literature section and some good jokes. The social news trailed these very closely. “Hi Life News”—Farmingdale H. 5., L. L: Another school paper taking all responsibilities of printing. Good Luck! We found your poems very in- teresting. “The Oracle”—Plainfield H. S., N. J.: As usual, you have a well writ- ten, complete paper, with a well de- scribed sport section. “The Chronicle”—Wright H. S., New Orleans, La.: Your paper contains one of the best literary sections we have ever seen, with some very good jokes. You also have been successful in obtaining a goodly number of “ads.” “The Focus”—Rochester School of Pptometry, Rochester, N. Y.: A paper with fine material, and a really funny “Wit” section. “The Eemerald nad White”—Your latest issues are most interesting. Your news is such as would give any high school student school- spirit. “The Central Digest”—Chattanooga, Tenn.: Welcome to our exchange list, an interesting paper, with cleverly written jokes, is the “Central” through and through. “The Voice”—New York State School of Agriculture, Cobbleskill, N. Y.: As a whole your monthly is neat and well arranged. A larger liter- ary department would aid, don’t you think? “The Lawrencian”—Lawrence H. S., N. Y.: The “Lawrencian” continues to be one of the best exchanges of our list. The literary part of the mag- azine is simply “great”. “Romie and Julie” was really comical. We ad- mire your sport section and your novel, and pleasing exchange de- partment. “The Parnassian”—Passaic H. S., Passaic, N. J.: A monthly packed full of live school news, with enough good jokes to put smiling wrinkles in anyone’s face. “Spice”—Norristown H. S., Norris- town, Pa.: Your numerous cuts throughout the paper calls the attention im- mediately; you have a very extend- ed exchange list. “Port Weekly”—Each weekly which you publish contains interesting bits of school news, as well as good discriptions of games in which you take part. “The High Tribune”—Norwich H. S., Norwich, N. Y.: We should like very much to con- tinue exchanging with you. We find your paper small, but it con- tains some fine cuts. A larger liter- ary department would help your paper, but your joke section couidn’t be improved. It’s “O. K.” now. We have also received or asked for exchanges from the following schools since our last issue and take this op- portunity to acknowledge their re- ceipt and to thank the various staffs: “The High School Patriot—Hemp- stead H. S., Hempstead N. Y. “The Domino”—Richmond Hill H. S., Richmond Hill, N. Y. “The ClifTonian”—Sea Cliff H. S., Sea Cliff, N. Y. “The Record”—Patchogue H. S., N. Y. “The Red and Black”—Friends’ A- cademy, Locust Valley, N. Y. The Blue and Gray”—Lincoln Me- morial University, Harrogate, Tenn. “The Rake Up”—Drake Business School, 9053 Suphin Boulevard, Ja- maica, N. Y. As we have been seen by others: “You have an excellent exchange department in your February issue. Your magazine is small but compact and has a good joke department.” —“Oak Leaves,” Westbury H. S. “We enjoyed your magazine. Your sports and jokes stand out.”—“The Sea Breeze”, Manhasset High School. “Your magazine is rather expensive for the size and material offered, don’t you think so? Why not try to place some jokes among the adver- tisements. The reason is obvious.” —“The Oracle”, Jamaica High School. “A fine paper, but aren’t you a trifle small? Why do you put the Exchange Department under the Joke section?”—“The Lawrencian,” Law- ence H. S. “A clever magazine, but it ought to be enlarged. Your exchange depart- ment is complete”—“Spice”, Norris- town High School. “Your paper is fine, but why put the exchange in the midst of the jokes?”—“Comet”, Hicksville High School. And here are some good jokes found in various exchanges which really are worth while reading. They have been changed a trifle to suit the occasion. Heard in Class: Mr. S—, “Frank, are you sick?” Van (Suddenly aroused)—“No, but I wish I was!” “Singing Teacher: “Sound Do.” Joseph F—: “I haven’t any.” Jean: “What a pity that all good- looking men are conceited.” Frank: “Not all; I’m not.” Mr. S—: Why weren’t you in your class on time?” Herbert—: “I have an excuse.” Mr. S—: “Yes, I saw her.” Miss B—“Gussie, I’ll have to give you zero for your exam.” Gus—“That means nothing to me.” Mother: “Now children, don’t quar- rel. What’s the matter?” Harold: “were piayin shipwreck, and Susie won’t go in the bath and drown herself.” Mr. S— “What are the properties of heat and cold? Pupil: “The property of heat is to expand and that of cold to contract.” Mr. S— “Now give me an example.” Pupil— In summer when it is hot the days are long, in winter when it is cold the days are short.” Miss McCarthy—“When did the revival of learning take place?” Shining Star—“Just before Re- gents.” CANNED JOKES Bear met Benjy Bear et Benjy Bear was Bulgy Bulge was Benjy Little Willie’s gone to rest His face we’ll see no more For what he drank for H 20 Was H 2504. “Aha,” said the egg, As it splashed a bit, “I was cast for a villain And made a hit.” Ruth rode in my new cycle car In the seat in back of me I took a bump at fifty-five, And rode on Ruthlessly. Seniors were born for big things Juniors were born for small, But it is not recorded why Freshmen were born at all. ★ Ashes to ashes Dust to dust If Latin don’t flunk us Spanish must. Realizing that our high school has had a most successful basketball sea- son, we are all looking, nevertheless, toward just as successful a baseball season. At this writing Mineola has first place in the North Shore Base- ball League. Standing of the teams: Mineola Won—2 Lost—0 Pt. Wash. Won—2 Lost—1 Gt. Neck Won—0 Lost—2 Our first game was with Port Wash- ington at home. It was very exciting, as our opponents overcame a big lead only to lose out in the sixth inning. Fred DeBrava pitched a fine game, striking out seven batters. It was really Port Washington’s own fault that they lost, for although they out- hit Mineola, their errors and passes pved the way for Mineola’s runs. Score by innings: Pt. Wash. 0 1 1 3 0 0 0—5—5—7 Mineola 2 1 0 0 0 3 x—6—1—3 On April 29 we played Hempstead High at Hempstead and we were trim- heavy hitters were in a slump that day and we could get no men on the bases. But as Hempstead is not in the league, this game proved good practice against a stronger aggrega- tion. Score by innings: Mineola 30000000 0—3 Hemp’d 0 7 0 0 1 1 0 1 x—10 Two practice sessions were held with St. Paul at Garden City, and in the first one we “beat” them (5-2) in six innings. Backiel pitched the last two innings and wo the game with a two “bagger.” In the other practice game with St. Paul they won by the score of 6-3. St. Paul has certainly proved a kind neighbor to us. They helped us de- velop our basketball to a champion- ship team, and now it seems as though they are helping a championship base- ball team. As Roslyn and Glen Cove withdrew from the league at the last moment on account of poor playing conditions, it left but three teams in our division. However, these three teams are “top- notchers”, and the championship will not be decided until the last game has been played. In our only other contest to date we triumphed over Great Neck at Great Neck. DeBrava pitched a masterly game, allowing but four hits. Mineola eight hits from two enemy hurlers. Our infield made a good showing, with but one small error. Steidinger made two hits in three times “up.” Backiel and Ruckh also hit hard. Score by innings: Mineola 3 2 0 2 3 0 1—11 Gt. Neck 0 0 0 1 1 1 0—3 The batting order for Mineola is: Rolfe, s. s. Flesh, c. f. Ruckh, r. f. Backiel, 3 b. B. Simmonson, 1. f. F. Simmonson, 2 b. DeBrava, Pitcher Steidinger, 1 b. Gersback, catcher. Klein, Knauth, Pearson, and Peterson, substitutes. If Mineola win.s the Baseball cham- pionship this year, as seems likely, she will have compiled an enviable record in athletics for the past three years. Championships of Norfh Side Baseball 1923— Tied with Port Wash. 1924— Won it. 1925— ? Baskefball 1922-23 1924-25 TRACK The first track team meeting was held in the school about a mnoth ago. The girls elected Margaret Benedict as their captain, and the boys elected Harry Cornwell. The first practice was held at the fairgrounds the fol- lowing week, with a larger number of both boys and girls out than ever before. The first Annual Dual Track and Field Meet between Westbury and ..lineola was held at the Fair Grounds Saturday, May 16th. Mineola came out “on top”, as it hs done on previous occasions all during the year. A great amount of credit is due to the splen- did work of Miss Downs who coached both track teams. The Girls’ Track Team made the unusual record of winning first and second places in all events except one. Herbert Pearson, Bergen Simmonson, “Chip” Cornwell, Raymond Rolfe, and Wellesley Peter- son distinguished themselves in the events of the day. The track teams “rolled up” a score of 54 points to Westbury’s 25, and some fine gold silver medals were brough home by M. H. S. The girls’ first season in basket-ball was in 1922-23, when they made a fair showing and bade fair for a girls’ team in the future. 1923-24 was their second season and they showed im- provement over the year before. This season, 1924-25, they played their first game with Westbury. They won this game by a score of 36-9. This was a good start for the team, and they won every game in their side of the league until they played Hicks- ville at Hicksville. Losing to Hicks- ville was a setback, but it did not stop them from winning in their section of the league. Great Neck being the winners of the other league, they had to play Mineola a series of three games. Mineola made them play all three of the games before they could be called the champions of the North Side. This year’s showing gives them more courge for next year because they will lose only three members of the squad this June. The boys’ basket-ball teams have made a very good showing in the last three years. The won the champion- ship of the North Side League in 1922-23 by playing 25 games and lasing 6. In 1923-24 they were tied for second place in the league by play- ing 20 games and losing only 5. This season, 1924-5, they played 26 games and lost 4, again being champions of the North Side League. The only teams to defeat Mineola this year were Manhasset, St. Paul’s, Sayville and Woodmere. Manhassett being the only league team. This shows that Mineola has lost only 15 out of 71 1 games in three seasons. BOYS' BASKETBALL TEAM Back row (I. to r.)—Mr. Stoat, Mr. Allen, Snpt.; Howard Cornwellf Arthur Gcrsbach, Herbert Pearson, Charles Pospisilt Harry Cornwell, Mr. Daneby (coach). Front rcw—William Ruckht Raymond Rolfe9 Louis Backiely Fred Nuhnt Bergen Simonson. GIRLS’ BASKETBALL TEAM Buck row (I. to r.)—Elizabeth Benedict, Alice Tesar, Miss Downs (coach), Charlotte Heidtmann, Lillian Katz, • 6717116 Pospisil Front row____Mildred Wienick, Margaret Benedict, Grace Schaufelberger, Joan Smith, Elizabeth Wiencko i, THE FUN §P SHOP DRAWBACKS “Do you like going to school, sonny?” the stranger inquired of seven-year-old Johnny. “Oh, yes, sir,” was the reply, “I like going well enough, and I like coming back, too. What I hate is staying cooped up there between times.” “I want to know how much money my husband has in this bank,” de- manded the lady masterfully, as she strode up to the cage. “I am sure I couldn’t tell you that,” replied the official. “Is that so? Well, why do they call you a teller?” ♦ ♦ ♦ A genial-looking Irish gentleman wanted an empty bottle in which to mix a solution that he wished to pre- pare, and went to a chemist’s to make the purchase. Selecting one that suited his purpose, he asked the shop- man how much it would be. “Well,” was the reply, “if you just want the empty bottle it will be one penny, but if you want anything in it you can have the bottle free.” “Sure, that’s fair,” said the witty Celt. “Put in a cork.” � Willie had almost finished his read- ing lesson when he came to a word he could not pronounce. “Barque,” prompted the teacher. Willie looked at his classmates and grinned. “Barque, Willie!” exclaimed the teacher hrashly. Willie looking up at the teacher, finally cried out, “Bow-wow!” Miss Me—Show how Columbus dis- covered America by an error. Elizabeth W.—Er—er—er—er. Miss Me—We have four errors al- ready. Small Girl (entertaining her moth- er’s caller)—How is your little girl? Caller—I am sorry to say, my dear, that I haven’t a little girl. Small Girl—How is your little boy? Caller—My dear, I haven’t any little boy, either. Small Girl—Then what are yours? The Antonym “Willie, do you enjoy caddying for your father?” “Oh, yes, it’s lots of fun.” “I hope he never uses any—er— naughty words.” “Well, mother, when he makes a bad shot he sometimes uses a—the masculine of heaven.” “Well, I showed up the English teacher before the whole class again today.” “Yeh? Put us wise.” “She asked for Lincoln’s Gettys- burg Address, and I told her I didn’t know the town.” Three women of Irish extraction were enjoying a symphony concert. The orchestra started playing. Mrs. O’Grady—What tune is that? Mrs. O’Clock—That’s the sextette from Lucia. Mrs. O’Brady—Naw—That’s the Poet and Peasant. Mrs. O’Dear—Youse make me sick. Can’t youse read the sign on the wall. They be playing the Refrain from Smoking. Left Their Families On the morning of the entertain- ment his mother suggested that he take his little ssiter with him. Johnny did not like this. “Gee, I don’t wanna.” “WThy not?” “Aw, the other fellows don’t have I to bring, their children.” L—Why are false eyes made of glass ? C—To see through them, of course. Mr. Katz and J. Katz wanted a seat at the speaking contest. The usher informed them that there were no seats. “But we’re the Katz.” “I don’t car eif you are the cat’s. You couldn’t have a seat if you were the cat’s pajamas. Radio Station announcing — The Kaiser will now sing the next number which is “Aint gonna reign no mo’.” Mr. D-------: Explain nitrates. Student: Well, they are much cheaper than day rates. Spelling teacher—Can you spell “avoid.” Abie—Yes, vat is the void? It is well known that Miss Lewis sometimes speeds in dictating short- hand. One day she dictated: “Upon my return to the city, as the newly elected trustee, I find everyone optimistic.” One of the students transcribed it: “Upon my return to the city, as the newly elected trustee, I find every- one up to mischief.” Mr. S-------: You can’t sleep in the study hall. Student: I know it. I’ve been try- ing for half an hour. Red: Gee, what does he do with his money? He was broke Tuesday and broke again today. Green: Did he try to borrow from you? Red: No, I wanted to borrow from him. “They tell me Jones had a fight with his wife yesterday.” “What’s the matter with him ? Liquor, do you suppose?” “No, He didn’t lick her. She licked him. Fred: I just took a tough exam. Bach: Finnish? Fred: No, Spanish. Customer—What is the best soap for washing the head? Grocer—I would recommend Ivory. Parent—I wish you would quit smoking, Arthur. Arthur—It doesn’t hurt me. Parent—Yes, but it’s dangerous to play with matches. Freshman (from Carle Place)— Guess this: What has four feet, says “Me-ow” and has nine lives? Soph—A cat. Freshman—Gee, Somebody must have told you. At last the motorcycle officer caught up to the speeder. “Say, why didn’t you stop when I hollered at you back there?” Speeder (with absence of money but presence of mind)—Why I thought you said “Good morning, Senator.” Officer—Oh, I just wanted to tell you about not going too fast through the next village. A—What’s that noise I hear? B—Oh, that’s the Seniors filing down the corridor. Judge—The next person who inter- rupts the court will be sent out. Prisoner—iiurrah! A would-be salesman told the boss that unless he got a raise in salary he would quit. The boss said, “I’ve no time to sing. But you can find my answer if you sing the second line of ‘Hail, Hail, the Gang’s All Here.’ ” Him—Do you think that Shakes- peare wrote all those plays that they credit him with. Her—I don’t know; but when I go to Heaven, I’ll ask him. Him—Suppose he isn’t there? Her—Then it’s up to you to ask him. C.—When I leave school I’m going to get a job that will pay about $500 per. H.—Per what? C.—Perhaps. A barber came to work two hours late. Boss—This is a fine time to come. Barber—I had to shave, and then I talked myself a haricut, massage and shampoo. Boss—You may have a raise in salary. Miss:—Louis, you owe me forty cents. Bach:—Oh, for crying out loud. Miss:—No, it’s for a Regents book. “Are you an early riser, Pat?” “Sure, I’m sich an early riser thet I’m afeard some tmie I’ll ketch mesilf gitting up when I’m going to bed.” Advertising Teacher—John, what is the definition of an advertisement? John—An advertisement is the pic- ture of a beatiful girl wearing, eat- ing, holding or driving something which somebody wants to sell. Mrs. Jones was certainly surprised this Sunday morning. John, her son, had not annoyed her by standing up and looking around in church. She asked him why he had suddenly changed. John replied: “That fly walked in and out of my hand just 168 tim'--.. ♦ Joan: Hey, there isn’t any ink in this pen. Bertha: Well, there was when I emptied it. Noncontagious A girl who had just returned from Egypt was telling her mother about the Sphinx and other sights. She was explaining that everything was cover- ed with hieroglyphics. “You didn’t get any of them on you, did you,” her mother asked. Those Trolleys When the trolley reached Freeport, an old man tottered towards the door. “Where’s your fare?” asked the conductor. “I paid my fare,” replied the old man. “I don’t remember that. Where did you get on?” “At Mineola.” “Why, only a little boy got on at Mineola.” “Yes,, I was that little boy.” A—Your tie is rather loud. B—You don’t notice it vhen I put a muffler on. Prof—What is density? Stud—I don’t define it, but I can give you an illustration. Prof—The illustration is fine. Sit down. A certain automobile manufacturer claimed to have put a car together in seven minutes. A few weeks after this event was neralded in the newspaper, a voice in- quired on the phone: “Is it true that your factory put a car together in seven minutes?” “Yes. Why?” “Oh, nothing. I believe that I have the car.” + Willie—I get a nickel every time I cry. Clarence—I’ve got you beat. My father spanks me every time I cry, and his time is worth ten dollars an hour. A young lady could not get the number she wanted at the telephone pay station, and her money was re- turned. The young lady, however, could not find it. The operator asked: “Is it in the slot?” “No. I looked there.” “Is it on the floor?” “No. Then a long pause for looking. “Say, operator, did you look on your floor?” An Englishman asked an American why it was that Americans suceeded more often than Englishmen. “Eat fish. Give me five dollars and I’ll get you some real brain-cultivat- ing fish.” The Englishman paid the five dol- lars and soon received the fish. The next day the Englishman met the American and was asked: “Did you notice any results?” “No, nothing particular. But, say, .wasn’t five dollars a bit too much for that fish?” “Ah, ha! See, your brain is much better already.” Will—What do you think of the Turkish atrocities? Bill—Dunno. I never smoked any. “Are you the plumber?” “Yes, mum.” “Well, take care, as all my floors are highly polished and in good con- dition.” “Oh, don’t worry about my slip- ping, mum. I’ve got nails in my boots.” Compliments of Compliments of JUNIOR NEWS Editor James McLaughlin NEW YORK DRY GOODS STORE Compliments of Compliments of CHARLIE’S CANDY STORE S. BASKIN Jeweler 81 Main Street 87 Main St., Mineola Compliments of Compliments of GEORGE ASHBY Hardware Co. A. FLESCH AND FAMILY JOHN’S SERVICE STATION Gas—Oil—Accessories Vulcanizing next to Wallace Motors 3255-W Garden City MINEOLA RESTAURANT H. C. Kramer, Prop. 158 Jericho Turnpike Tel. G. 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