Piedmont High School - Tris Yearbook (Piedmont, WV)

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' IGH cuooi. what they will do with those skulls ? Clyde Marker: Make noodle soup, I guessf' A poor old Woman decrepit and gray, Was bent with the -chill of the winter's day. The streets were full of snow and sleet And the Woman's shoes were filled with feet! 7 Insurance Man: Were you ever in the hospital ? Mr. Jones: Yes, once. Insurance Man: What for ? Mr. Jones: To see my aunt. Jack: Do you ride in the open ? Doris: Well, I haven't hit the saddle very often. We heard recently of ia poet who Wrote about the window in his soul and we wondered if he was any relation tothe guy who had a pane in his stomach. Teacher: Take this sentence, 'Tuaike the cow out of this 1ot.' What mood ? Johnny: The cow. One bright little freshman at college who wrote home that he had three cuts, received ial first aid outfit on return mail. Sunday School Teacher: Doesn't your father say anything before meals ? Boy: Sure. He says, 'sop your bread in the gravy for butter costs like sam hill! , A high school teacher wrote on the blackboard, pleas-e Wash, and the janitor took his bath before Saturday. Miss Slow: Mary, tell Bob, I'm ready now. Mary, returning: Please mam, he .says you'l1 have to Wait until he shavesf' Mrs. Skidmore: That boy had no business kissing you. Mildred: But mother, that was not business, that was pleasure. Mr. Rhodes: A fool can ask more questions than a Wise man can answer. Oatherine Spangler: Say, Mr. Rhodes, is that why I flunked ? Wanted to know who Fuzzy Top is, for infformation .see the Funny Flour. Mildred Lewis says a hypocrite is a girl who goes to school with a. Page one hundred tfwenty-four Jia- . 7 , M rt V . 'M' f' ' .e' l...uFi.S1-e-s F

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Famous Bedtime Stories Three-thirty, Oh dad, your watch must be wrong. Well, we had wal flat tire--, John, I hear a noise downstairs---, You know I never look at another wonnam--- Yes mother, he's putting on this coat now--- Gosh, no, you've got the wrong number-, There, now you've waked the baby--, At the club, of course, where else oould I be? You are the most su- spicious womani-, lKMe-Owii-T 39 KK If CK IK H Murderer Wanted Well, he said, scratching his head, it's better'n nothing. Anylhow I'm going in and ask for the job. Boss fconsidering the ,applicantbz What time is your gnandmother to be buried ? D Boy fabsent mindedlyj : We're supposed to kick off at three-thirty, sir. Mr. Rhodes fin Englishj : What do the two words, 'Post Script' mean? Bruce D. fjust waking upl : Adeline, just Adeline. Mr. Rhodes: Correct P. S. means add a line. Sue Fredlock to Marie Walsh: If brains were cloth you Wouldnlt hiawe enough to make a flee a pair of leggingsf' Love's Labor Lost. Playing la hand orgian in front of a deaf and dumb asylum. Affectionate pie-The upper named lower crusts are dead stuck ou each other. Mary Butler: Speaking of small babies, my father only weighed ft-hree pounds at birth. Lucy Harlowe: And did he live ? A little bee sat on a tree, and then he sat on me, Oh Gee. Eva Abramson was 'unable to oome to school last week on aocount of the heavy snow. fall which measured four feet. Norman Hofiau flocking at the skulls in Mr. Denny's roomj : Wonder Page one hundred twenty-thrfe ...- A WX.. wi. -f. f1-lr-422 . ' '

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smile on her face. A Typdcal Hi School Song Ofpen the door little girl a Flivver Coupe is knocking. Melvin S.: I've been stung by one of your infernal bees. What are you going to do Ialbout it? Percy: Just you show me which bee it was and I'll punish the hor- rid thing severely. Have you Moore's poems ? inquired the young Miss. Just a moment 'till I look, said the clerk. By1the Way lhere's a fine new story just out. It's called 'One Loving Night' and I want Moore, she interrupted haughtily. My girl is some chemist. Quite .al mixer, eh ? No, but when I take her out my gold and silver turn to copper. Dentist lextracting ftoothj : This,will cost you five dollars. Gene Paxton: You can keep the darned thing. Morris H-olland: Father, l've decided to 'become an artist. Planther: 'Tve no objections, provided you don't draw on me. Notice: When writing jokes for Tris please wnite on tissue paper so the editor can see through them. While camping, Ruth Turner caught a mosquito so large that she tied it outside of the tent for a watch dog. Why school teachers go crazy. Poise is the way a Dutchman says boysg King Arthur's Round Table wlas written by the author of Ten Knights in a Bar Room 3 the clim-ax ozf story is where it says to be continued gn a gulf is a dent in the continent: if Ponce de Leon hadn't died before he found the fountain of youth, he would- n't have died. Lost and Found Lost: One rubber pad. Finder please return to the crutch of L. H. Lost: A purse containing change for a penny, lip stick and stamp. Reward if returned to Nellie LaRue. Found: A lot off scrap paper. Think it belongs to Seniors. Lost: Set of false teeth. Return to Bruce Dunn. Page one hundred twenty-fic: er: S N vt ,X