Northern Arizona State Teachers College - La Cuesta Yearbook (Flagstaff, AZ)

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Dorothy F. : Mr. Ridgely, where is the home of the swallow? Mr. Ridgely: In the stomach. Cleona H. : Say, you know Chet said I was his latest love. Irma M. : He did ? Say, how did you feel when he said that ? Cleona H. : Like an old maid having her last chance. That man is very peculiar. How so? He says he writes best on an empty stomach. Most people write best on paper. Bud: When can I hope to receive the money you owe me? Dick: Always. Joe, stopping his Ford at a service station, said to the attend- ant: Put a quart of gas in her. SuiiDrised Attendant: Only a quart? Joe: Yes, I am trying to wean it. Brick: Sty, she is the dumbest girl I ever met. George R.: How come? Brick: Why, she wanted to know how many quarters in a football game? George: That ' s nothing, mine wanted to know if a football coach had wheels. Cathryn J.: Why don ' t you bob your hair? Eva G. : I can ' t decide on the style. I don ' t know whether to have it look like a whisk broom or a feather duster. Miss Lintz: What is a pulley, Myrtle? Myrtle: A chicken. Prof.: Kenneth, are you a blond or a brunette? Pinkie: I ain ' t either one; I ' m a full-blooded American. American: Is it really true that the Chinese eat rats? Chinaman : No, but it is really true that the Americans eat hot dogs. It was because of her past that I didn ' t marry Bessie. What ' s the matter with her past. Too long. Odom: Is the course in architecture very extensive? Vickers: Well, I should say so. The other day Mr. Osbom asked us to bring in a drawing of a chicken coop and all the boys turned in pictures of Campbell Hall.

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Lynn Camp: What have you in the shape of wedding rings? Merchant: Doughnuts, automobile tires and Life Savers. Mr. Helm: Mrs. Filloi-u)), what is the matter with you in this play? Mrs. F. : Oh, I have the cart before the horse and the hamess on the wheels. A tutor who tooted a flute, Tried to teach two young tutors to toot Said the two to the tutor: Is it harder to toot, or To tutor two tutors to toot. Mr. Deaver: Are you boys laughing at me? Boys : No, sir. Mr. Deaver: Well then, what else is there in the room to laugh at? Mr. Helm: Now, students, I don ' t want this story to be any- thing artificial, I merely want you to write what ' s in you. Edith Perry wrote : In me there is three oranges, an apple, a liver, a heart and a piece of bread and jam. Paying Teller in the Winslow Bank: But you have to be identified before I can cash this check for you. Helen W. (blushing furiously) : Oh, I just hate to do it, and Lynn would be dreadfully angry, but I have a love letter here which describes me perfectly, if you would care to see it. Helm: John did you read ' To a Waterfowl ' as I told you? John : Yes, I read to one of our ducks but I couldn ' t see that it had any effect on him. I hear that Hartz won a prize for singing. Yes, a whole building — one brick at a time. Lady B. : Did the doctor know what you had? Sarah F. : Seemed to have a pretty accurate idea. He asked for ten dollars and I had eleven. Bushby, the poet: How the trees are moaning and sighing today. Mabel: So would you if you were as full of green apples as they are. Grocer: We have some very fine string beans today. Mrs. Fillerup: How much are they a string? Instructor: What is trigonometry? Pearl J.: It ' s a man that ' s been married three times. Harold P.: What animals fall from the sky? Myrtle: Rain-dear!

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Mr. Rogers (in Chemistry) : Lionel, hold this test tube but don ' t inhale the sulphur fumes. Lionel: Why? Mr. Rogers : Because they kill microbes. Willow: Where do they keep the extra bases? Fred U. : What do you mean? Willow: Well, that man just stole the third base. Mr. Helm: Mr. Hanley, name a collective noun. Dizz : A vacuum cleaner. Virginia: Do vou know what Mr. Ridgelv told me the other day? Helen fl. : No, what did he say? Virginia: He said my voice was better still. Hattie: Silence is golden, you know. H.: Well, I don ' t know about silence being golden, but I ' ve heard of people making money out of a still. Rogers: Miss Wheeler, what is work? Frances (stretching and opening one eye) : Everything works. Rogers: Do you mean to tell me that this table works? Frances: (closing eye and resuming former attitude) : Sure, wood-work. Isabel Perry: Why did you give up pipe organ lessons? Juanita : I felt so blooming childish, playing with my feet. Amy G. : You ' re a coward — you ' re even afraid of your own shadow. Mary L. : Well, why shouldn ' t I be? It looks like a crowd following me. Why do people cry at weddings? They ' re mostly married and haven ' t the nerve to laugh. MacRay: When you grow up are you going to advertise for a husband ? Catherine Jones : No, I am going to be a widow, they don ' t have to. Little cuts from classes, Little work at gym, Makes your graduation seem, Very, very, dim. Now, Frank, said Mrs. Whitehouse, I want you to be good while I ' m gone. I ' ll be good for a nickel, said Frank. Frank, she said, I want you to remember that you cannot be a son of mine unless you are good for nothing.