Munhall High School - Munhisko Yearbook (Munhall, PA)

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THE MUNHISK () 21 ELSIE OLIVE AMENT Elsie, fair and tall, 7 a Ik s ennui'll jot all, Answers each question In every lesson. She's wise! CHARLES PATTEN HEILIG 1 hoy this is who's wondrous bright. He studies day and also night. His eyes are ever on his hooks. At maidens fair he never looks. Hut should Dan (.upid shoot a bolt, I m much afraid he'd get a jolt, I hough (diaries is slow, 0 very slow. He's hard to catch I'll have you know. LOUISE BERTHA BARTHOL 7 here is a young girl named Louise, If hose manner most surely will please; For her voice is so low, ff hat she says we don't know, i et her wrath none can ever appease; For when angered she makes a retort Most short!

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20 THE MUNHISKO Some day we may grow staid and sober, some day we may eease to laugh but when those days come we will he dead. Geometry! Just mention the dreaded word, it is enough. Does it call up pleasant memories? “Not ta tall! Oh! Not ta tall!” At last we have reached that state of hitherto only anticipated pleasure. Seniors! One must stop and reflect a minute on the full meaning of the word. Somehow, it isn't as rosy as it seems; yon feel smaller and less sophisticated than when you were a Freshman. Considerably less! But alas, the Seniors are worse than the Freshmen in actions. Everything hasn’t been all sunshine, sometimes storm-clouds arose, but in due time they were dispelled in the sunshine that inevitably followed. There are no Solomons of Wisdom in our class, as in that long ago Senior class, and the girls are just dear ordinary girls, the best, after all. But the proverbial Senior dignity has not prevented us from having gay times. A sleigh ride in the middle of the term, and later a pleasant little class party helped break the monotony. Yes, we have had some good times, haven’t we? Rather remarkable is the fact that, with the exception of four (?) mathematics teachers, the same instructors have labored patiently and lovingly with us during our whole High School career. Vie will carry away with us a pleasant memory of each. Gradually we have been slipping back from the airy clouds to solid earth. The clouds did well enough for a starting place, but it was the solid earth earth we were hound for all the time, wasn't it? The figure is a hit mixed, but what matter, the idea is there- Now our last school banquet is over and Commencement Day is looming up in the distance, that happv-sad day, that day which means the end of all our High School woes, and, incidentally, all our joys,—that beginning of the “entrance into the great chance for life.' Priscilla E. Porter.

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00 T H E M UNHISKO MARGARET MAY MUIR FINLAY Accomplished is this maiden fair. With light blue eyes and curly hair. She's clever, witty, small and spry That she is Scotch who can deny? JAMES DONALD HUTSON Donald Hutson here we greet. Chemist, artist, fine athlete. He's sure to have a future fine. For he'll make good in any line. ELSIE IRENE FRANKLIN But still our wonder grew and grew That one small head could carry all she kneu But mercy me! IF e get it all day long. For in her classes she is never wrong!