Mount Pleasant High School - Tattler Yearbook (Mount Pleasant, IA)

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I TH E TA R G ET I w v-rv' T-H v-H H 'iv HW iv v-VTU1 . .i -i Merry D. R. S. r: Mary D. R. S. ii Merry Mary D. R. S. Q Can't you see her in the hallg il Laughing, smiling, dimpling, joking, I With a merry word for all? f rim-y D. a. S. il Merry Mary D. R. S. 1 Can't you see those brown eyes iiashing, ii Sparkling, shining, fairly dancing, it As they dart along the hall? . Mary D. R. S. Merry Mary D. R. S. , it See that red head all a-curl s fy Nodding, shaking, almost whirl, it As she tries to frown down all! ji ima-y D. R. S. j Merry Mary D. R. S. b ji Do we love her? come let's cheer her! ji Mary D. R. S. Q Merry Mary D. R. S. ji -Rebecca Perdew. ' T 'PHE 'rwEN'rY-'ramp PSA LM if Mrl C1 uikshank is my prof.: I shall not Want another. Ii He maketh me to follow him through the assemblyg he leadeth me to Ii the office. Q, He sendeth me home when I am expelled. S Ii Often, though I walk through the assembly and annex, I will do no 9 evil, for the teachers are watching me. My reports and lessons torture me. The teacher asketh me a question in the presence of my classmates: she, T exposeth my ignoranceg my grade is zero. T Surely adversity and mishap shall follow me all the days of my life and Q I shall remain in the Senior Class forever. I -Minnie Miller. I I l'lllllll IIILIPIILIIIIlllllllllllllllllill-I Ill-lllfl-I Q.g,j.g'j'jl5g O .

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Y U U U 1 U U'U'U'U U UTiTiTTTilT i.-U T H E TA R G ET mn.-I U U U U iTi'i'U'U'u'iTTTTU'i as a brain builder. B,ut thats my hobby. In my Big Ten reports I have put forth all my energies into what I think clearly expresses my ideas on the im- portance of athletics. Ile stopped and chuckled to himself. I'll have to tell you some of the funny sides of my coaching life, he went on. Never in my life have I been classed as one of the timid, retiring group who lose their ability to speak when they face ordinary audiences. But let me tell you Something. Put any man up before an enthusiastic bunch of high school football or basket- ball fans at their weekly pep meetings, and I defy him to speak with perfect ease. During my first 'personal appearance' my voice trembled and my knees shook, 'but I got through with it. Those were the days when I motored over the country side in my 'rattling-good' Ford. He glanced down from the arched window at the powerful, heavy-set racer belofw and smiled. And how do you like your present position? I inquired, preparing to fill the last page of my note book with the closing remarks of the Big Ten's most famous football coach. His answer brought a fitting if an unexpected conclusion to my successful interview. Big Ten coaching is every coach's goal. It has been a slow, hard climb, but I have reached it. He paused. 'Tm wondering what you will think of what I'm about to say. It's this. Fame and fortune constitute a big part of one's life, but did you ever feel the pleasure of memories? Again he glanced into the fire as he spoke. That is the 'big part of my life, and I'm thinking of a little town in Southeastern Iowa- He stopped and closed his eyes, as if living over again the victories and defeats of the school that had loved and honored him. I softly closed my notebook and tip-toed from the room, leaving him with his memories, a greater man in my eyes than even the glowing Lreports of last season's grid- iron glories had painted. -Martha Crane 'li fillliiglg I if ' A EE 5 . e 5 ll' A LJ N 1 1 G .. 2 U.V.V.V.V!.',lV.'.Y.VlIV!!II!III.V!!!.ll.Vl!.U.V.V.V.V.U 1 I llllllllll llllllf IllIIlllllllIIIIIlllllllIIllllllllllllllllllllllllI