Ogden High School - Eagle Yearbook (Ogden, IA)

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Snaps Just Imagine 1. Four Roses. 2. Was it Confucius or some- thing you 'et. 3. Wood nymth. 4. Beauty and the beast. 5. Identify the sucker. 6. Babes in the woods. 7. Hoboes' Haven. 8. Bosco at the bike. 9. Ruth alias Grace. xo. It goes like this. lx. Smilin' thru'. 12. Mermaids. 13. Rarin' Romeo. 14. We haven't got it. 15. Mr. Gatch at the Latch. 16. Babes in Arms. 17. Confidentiallyl 18. The snow hurts my eyes. xg. Man Alive! zo. What- nots never shelved. 21. Whose uncle. zz. The thinker. 23. John Deere? No! Kenneth Dear! 24. Back to nature. 25. No, we feel alright! FAVORITE PASTIMES Running after the boys-jean Boehm Arguing on any point-Ernest Cramer Squealing in the halls- Pete Erickson Conversing in the halls-Rosella Allen, Ken- neth Hasstedt Laughing heartily-Ruth Kuhl Primping--Mary Janice Boehm Talking of her latest -Phyllis Nolan jitterbugging-Arlene Lark Hunting for each other-Paul Blyth, Jeanne Wilson Writing letters to Iowa U.-Doris Clausen Pete Garvey: Hello, Jean, what'cha doing Sat- urday night? jean Boehm: I gotta date. Pete: An' the Saturday after that? jean: I gotta date. Pete: An' the Saturday after that? jean: Gotta date. ,u Pete. Heavens woman, don't you ever take a bath? Bill Murdock: What model is Lovelace's car? Mert Andrew: It isn'1: a model-it's a horrible example. - Jeanne W.: Can you drive with one hand? Paul B.: Sure. Jeanne: Have an apple. Floyd Tilley: Did you keep that date with your girl last night in all that rain? Mert Andrew: No, I waited for her for two hours and then stood her up. Jeanne Wilson with blond hair. Pete Garvey as small and fat. Normand Davies without a mustache. Ralph Ray with straight hair. Doris Clausen without a joke to tell. Phyllis Nolan without a boy friend. Arlene Lark without her giggle. Charlene Garland without her decorative cap. Freshman class acting dignified. Dally Buck as tall as Pete Garvey. Bill Murdock being a good boy. Ernest Cramer taking anything for granted. Kenneth Hasstedt without Rosella Allen. Rosella Freie flighty and flippant. Miss Vannorsdel with her hair mussed up. Mr. Hammond with hi hair combed. Mr. Killinger with hair. Lura Miller with a boyish bob. Janice Garland with nothing to say. Louie Treloar with enough sleep. Doris Boehm with conservative ideas. Betty Jones without a dimple. Marylin Wirtz without her earrings. Donald Van Slyke with a serious thought m his head. Mr. Holzapfel without his sense of humor. Lu Verne Zunkel: She isn't good looking: she's a terrible dancer: she plays bridge best when she's dummy: her figure would scare Barnum: in fact, she's a terrible mess, but she's my girl and I love her. Kenny Cadman: My girl isn't exactly a pauper, either. Zippers will never take the place of buttons. You couldn't put a zipper in a collection plate. Miss Schmertman: You go to bed, and I'll wash the dishes. Miss Beatty: Those paper dishes won't stand another washing. Miss Schmertman: What do you say I erase them tonight? - Lura Miller: Am I the first girl you ever kissed? Louie Treloar: Come to think of it, you do look familiar.

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Snaps wr 1. Well, Elizabeth! 2. Beautiful harmony! 3. Am I late? 4. Did she catch it or is she throwing it? 5. The pause that refreshes. 6. Music, Maestro, please. 7. Br-r-r-r-r-ish: no? 8. What more is there to say? 9. Four daughters. ro. Oh, You Crazy Moon, Look What You've Done! rx. Professor Puffle. za. Shipmates Forever. 13. We is broom mates, we sweep together, dust us two! 14. Well, I'll be surrounded! 15. Sweet Ad-- do-linel x6. The Whce-oo-oo Bathing Beauty. 17. Coach Sallies forth. 18. Nobody's home but Hazel, and she's a nut, but you're welcome: come right in. 19. Brenda and Cobina. zo. There's the catch. 21. An Olympic? zz. We couldn't get Leone's picture, but we insist on taking this op- portunity to thank Leone for her service and to say we think she's swell, A girl's a minor until she's eighteen, then she's a gold digger. Mr. Webber: My son, do you ever go to a place of worship? Kenny: Sure, I'm on my way to see her now. Phyllis Nolan: He is all the world to me. What would you advise me to do? Arlene Lark: See a little more of the world. Lu Verne Thiessen ftwice nicked by a razorl: Hey, barber, gimmie a glass of water. Barber: What's the matter, hair in your mouth? Lu Verne: No, I want to see if my neck leaks. Mary Janice Boehm: I always think twice be- fore I let anyone kiss me. Ernest Cramer: Oh, all right, but make it snappy. Marylin Wirtz: Should I mary a man who lies to me? Marvel Arnes: What do you want to be, an old maid? Miss Vannorsdel: Vernon, are you eating candy or chewing gum? Vernon Wenger: Neither Teacher, I'm soaking a prune to eat at recess. Pet Expressions Going to Boone?-Johnny C. Wow! Was he good looking!-Jean B. You said it kid.-Doris B. Have you seen Louie?-Lura Miller. Ain't she a cute little babe?-Pete Garvey I betcha.-Phyllis Shadle. I need sleep.-Jeanne Wilson. What did you do last night?-Janice G Have you got your chemistry?-Ruth E Well imagine that.-Tony Galloro. All right now.-Miss Brown. What are you going to wear tonight.-Dons C Oh, you think so, huh?-Paul Blyth. Wull, I don't know.-Mert Andrew. You mean for instance etc.-Normand D All right settle down in here.-Mr. Hammond Voice from a chicken incubator: Last one out a rotten egg. There's a jolly Saxon Proverb That is pretty much like this- That a man is half in heaven If he has a woman's kiss. There is danger in delaying, For the sweetness may forsake it So I tell you bashful lover. If you want a kiss why take it. Never let another fellow Steal a march on you in this Never let a laughing maiden See you spoiling for a kiss There's a royal way to kissing And the jolly ones who make it Have a motto that is winning If you want a kiss, why, take it. Any fool may face a cannon, Anybody wear a crown But a man must win a woman, If he'd have her for his own. Would you have a golden apple: You must find a tree and shake lf the thing is worth the having And you want a kiss, why, take i Who would burn upon a desert With a forest smiling by? VVho would change his sunny su m For a bleak and wintry sky? Oh, I tell you there is magic, And you cannot, cannot break it: For the sweetest part of loving, Is to want a kiss, and take it. it: t. mer,