Piedmont High School - Tris Yearbook (Piedmont, WV)

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Sue Fredlock: It's only six olclock and I told you to come after sup- per. Clyde: That's what I oaime after. Bruce Holland: You're not afraid of snakes, are you ? Eva A.: No dear, I feel perfectly .safe with you. Ethel W. : What did you say to the man when he gave you a nickel? Nellie: I said 'gimme another' My cider mill is open. Am ready to run. Orders filled promptly. DoDo Nellie LaRue: Mr. Rhodes, I wish to ask you a question concerning a tragedy. Mr. Rhodes: Well? Nell: What is my English grade ? Punk LzaRue: Don't spit on the floor. Russell Devore: What's the matter, your shoes leak ? Cupid Wilderman caused considerable excitement wfhen she came to school with Stacomb on her hair. Chilly Ott is such a dumb bell that when she heard that Norma 'Dah madge was making a picture called, Ashes of Vengeance, she sent her an ash tray. Catherine Conners says while speaking of songs, what would be more appropriate for the K. K. K. than Swinging Down the Lane ? Jeffy Baker: What's that you got in your hand ? Ritchie: Fly paper. J etlfy: Say, you can't tell me that flies can read. Do Do says when one eats onions just go to Physics or English amd get an assignment that will take your breath away. Elizabeth Veach had a dream the other night. It went like this: I dreamt I dwelt in Marble Halls Wirth geometry theorems on the walls, Latin sheets upon the bed And chemical butter upon the bread. Gene Paxton to Miss Suter: Do you like to paint ? Miss Suter: Certainly, w-hy ? Gene: Well, I didn't know. You don't seem to have it on very straight. Mr. Denny: Can anyone name a liquild that does not freeze? Page one hundred twenty s' of'-' -1f...,, a a .,....,.,...

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we -5. '--.r,,,--was - -Ip 1 -f .1-,Sf 'Zvi' . . Elnkes Laugh and the world laughs with you, Kick and you kick alone, For a cheerful grin will let you in Where the kicker is never known. Mr. Rhodes: Have you ever read Sir Thomas Malory's autobiogra- ?U Adolph: Why I believe I have. 'Who wrofte it? Johnny Crist says that during this slippery weather you can pick up a girl anywhere on the street. Herbert Mullan to Picky Boon: Close your mouth, I intend to remain outside. Waiter Cin Keyser restaurantj : Where s that paper plate I gave you with your pie ? e - Sylvie: Oh, I thought that was the lower crust. Gladys Gross uses raspberry lipstick, so s-he can razz the boys. Tiny Largent fell on the slippery pavement in front of her home on Hampshire street. The wrecking crew of the B. 8z O. turned out in re- sponse to three alarms and finally succeeded in conducting Tiny back to her home before any damage was done to tfhe adjoining property. A Evers Smith is narrow minded, isn't he? Melvin Sullivan: I should say so. Why that bird would cut his hand if he rubbed his forehead. Bruce Dunn is so absent min-ded that yesterday morning he scratched the pancake and poured the syrup -down his back. Louise Dixon was found saving a seat inthe movies for ,a certain per- son Whose initmals are N. D. Nellie Keplinger: Her father was a lumber man, wasn't he ? Roberta' Morrison: Well, he had a wooden leg. Wanted. to known why Ethel Wilderman is not invited up to Miss Sut- er's to listen to the radio. Harold 'Kight seems to be keeping that sohool girl complexion on his coat colllar. , Sarah Crist: The German marks are very lo-W. ' Marie W.: Nothing compared to mine. Page one hundred nineteen I my VNQIID I I Yvvlfqv A if li J 1 i G1 r A f 1 f - 4 ea: I ft' K 44.45. :- ' i V V 4. ' ' ' A A A M I - .V ., - A . r ' N .e - ' ' - ' . 'S 'V ' 1- '. , ' 1 - I ffivn. '- ' ' ,qi ...en-.ii44..w '.fvt':I .5- -3 ' A -1 1. 'H

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Norman Jenkins: Hot water. Troxell Millerls motto: A wise old owl sat -on an oak, 'Ilhe more he saw the less he spokeg The less he spoke, the more he heard. Why can't we all be like that old bird ? Miss Miltenberger: The picture of uthe horse is good, but where is the wagon ? Eldred Green: Oh, the horse will draw that. Herbert Mullan: Once I loved a girl but she made a fool out of me. Mildred Skidmore: What a lasting impression some girls make. Harold in his car which is skidding down Kenny House hill: O Lord, I ask nothing for myself, but please save Dad's car. The six best books of the month: Leaky Oversh-ces by Iva Cold. Shadows at the Window by Seymore Peeking. The White Race by Abel Torun. The Girl I Left Behind by Pastor Upip. The Pullman Porter by Caesar Bagy. Scratched by Ivan Awfulitich. 2 Act Drama of Kentucky Hills Scene: Kentucky mountain cabin with two chairs, table, bed, fireplace and a keg for furnishings. Still in chimney corner. Time: Eastern standard. Mountain girl, clad in simple ermine evening gown' with 'braided hair and very small. feet, enters hurriedly through hole in side of scenery. MPa, there be trouble in the air. CPa sniffs audiblyj Yer right, Lou. But I calcrate we can 'still it out.f' Not that, Pa. I seen tracks on the path as I come from the crekf' Now gal, you mustn't believe what you hear iabouit them trolley cars in the city. Maybe it was only an autermobilef' N ot sled tracks, Pap, foot tracks. CArgumenit interrupted here by entrance of revenue officers and six lictor bears with jugs and lemon vines. Head glue foot looks inexperienced and stutters.J Are yfou a bootblack ? No, I'm a Methodist. CRevenue officer tastes licker and fiallls in dead fa.int.J fLou recognizing him as the man she has known in Louisville, powders her nose and falls on his bo-dy, prostrated with terror.J Head revenue officer: Do you make whisky ? CPap scratches his head roundly and stairs blanklyj Page our hundred tfwenty-onr I ..,,-..,,,,,-......,.,..,,,,,... --fe 'W r M, 1 -., - , . '