North Bay Collegiate Institute and Vocational School - Northland Echo Yearbook (North Bay, Ontario Canada)

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68 THE NORTHLAND ECHO Then pause and watch for the flinch. If the customer does not flinch you say: That's for the frames, the lenses will be another ten dollars. Then you pause again, but this time just slightly, and again you watch for the flinch. If the customer doesn't flinch, you say, Each l Mr. Psutka: Jennings, how are your spirits! Jennings: They're broken. Mr. Psutka: Broken! Jennings: Yes sir, they were in my hip pocket. IIIB Vocational has a certain individual who goes shopping after school hours with a Col- legiate girl. Two pool wizards are not afraid to challenge anyone to a game. We're afraid McClean is getting short sighted, he hugs Mr. Psutka in basketball, or is it a force of habit. The Reason: A naturalist says in this book that fish have no means of communicationv. Hugh! so that's why they never respond to the lines I drop them! Just Good Manners Mr. McCann: The horse and the cow is in the fieldf, Andy, will you tell us what is wrong with that sentence? Andy: I'm not sure Sir, but I think you shoulda mentioned the lady first. No Trouble at All Ever heard this one?,' asked Kelly. A dog was tied to a rope 14 feet long. Twenty feet away was a fat, juicy bone. How did the dog get to the bone? Oh, that old one, answered Ribout, you want me to say 'I give up,' and then you'll say. Thatls what the dog did. No, your wrong, Mort, because the dog got the bone. Well, how did he get it? The other end of the rope wasn't tied. Crushie A female of our group confesses that she is very frightened of crushes in case she should fall for the wrong one, therefore, she evades heart interests. Wisdom among the fairer sex is a rare virtue. To-Morrow We were going to be all that a class could be To-morrow No class would be better or smarter than we To-Morrow The teachers were tired and weary we knew They'd be glad of some help and deserve it too On them we would call and see what we could do To-morrow. Each day we stacked up the homework we'd write To-morrow And thought of the teachers we'd fill with de- light To-morrow It was too bad indeed we were busy to-day And had time only to go out and play More time we will give to homework we'd say To-morrow. Now the greatest of classes we would have been To-morrow. We would have been great had we ever seen To-morrow But the truth is we quit school and faded from view And all that we left there when school days were thru Was a mountain of things we'd intended to do To-morrow. Teacher: Are Cranberries healthy? Pupil: I don't know. I've never heard them complain. A Clean Sweep Street Cleaner Cjumping from a forty story buildingjz Dis'll be a swell joke on me buddies! How True! 'Tis hard to part with those we love When our hearts are full of hope, But 'tis harder still to find a towel When our eyes are full of soap. PATRONIZE OUR ADVERTISERS without their assistance this Publication would not be possible.

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THE NORTHLAND ECHO 67 I withdrew the cork from the first bottle, poured the contents down the sink with the ex- ception of one glass, which I drank. I then withdrew the cork from the second bottle and did likewise, with the exception of one glass which I drank. I extracted the cork from the third bottle, emptied the good old booze down the sink, ex- cept a glass, which I devoured. I pulled the cork from the fourth sink and poured the bottle down the glass, which I drank some. I pulled the bottle from the cork of the next and drank one sink out of it, then threw the rest down the sink. I pulled the sink out of the next cork and poured the bottle down my neck. I pulled the next bottle out of my neck and poured the cork down the sink, all except the sink, which I drank. I pulled the next cork from my throat and poured the sink down the bottle and drank the cork. Well. I had them all emptied and I steadied the house with one hand and counted the bot- tles, which were twenty-four, so I counted them again when they came around again and I had seventy-four, and as the houses came around again I counted them and finally I had all the houses and the bottles counted, and I pro- ceeded to wash the bottles, but I couldn't get the brush in the bottles, so I turned them inside out and washed and wiped them all, and went upstairs and told my other half all about what I did. Oh, Boy! I've got the wifest little nice in the whole world! Bill Warner Song of The Industrials Dedicated to XC Vocational Chorus: The form 2C as told to me, Consists of boys, Who hope to be, The leading men of Industry. Solo: Mr. K. E. T. Mechanics as they ought to be! Repair the cars like A, B, C, But if the job was left to me, The cars would run fit to a T. CChorusJ Solo: Mr. H. W. W. We now bring forth our specialities, Our drafting boys of 2C-E, Whose excess work when piled on me, Would be the best of form 2C. CChorusJ Solo: Mr. R. P. The biggest shock that's yet to be, Is the electrical boys of 2C-D, Whose completed work when checked by me, Is never what it ought to be. CChorusJ Trio: FOR I'M THE HEAD OF INDUSTRY! CChorusj W. Warner and E. C. Wells XIB VOCATIONAL MISS D. DENYES JOY KENNEDY, MR. E. MCCANN ANDY REPOL, Representatives. Tech-Tattler During class Mr. McCann removes his coat, shoves off his trusty canoe and paddles fifteen miles Cwith his shoes offj to prove to G. Cock- burn that it is possible to go fifteen and not fifty miles per day in a canoe. For further par- ticulars on the art of paddling apply to Mr. McCann or your local newspaper. We wish to extend to the boys who left school before Christmas, to take jobs in Quebec and Southern Ontario, the best of luck. May you all advance in position and experience in your chosen trade. To you all from 3A and 3B Vocational. Mr. McCann: What was P. G. Wodehouse noted for? E. Valenti in stage whisper: UP. 85 G. Soapfi Mr. McCann Cmisunderstandingj That's correct, stand up and tell it to the class. Why was Barbara M. W. so anxious to sit next to Grainger in a detention? Why does B. Fraser continually get in Mr. Thomson's hair? Does he do it just to be a nuisance or maybe he likes to hear Mr. T. talk? He has a wonderful voice as we too well know. An Eyefull A gentleman in the optical business was in- structing his apprentice, McGirr in the tech- nique of chiseling a fair and honest price out of a customer. He said, McGirr, after you have fitted the glasses to a customer and the cus- tomer asks, What's the charge? you should say: The charge is ten dollars .

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