Piedmont High School - Tris Yearbook (Piedmont, WV)

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I Surbuban Resident: It's simply fine to Wake up in the morning and hear the leaves Whispering outside your window. City Man: It's all right to hear the leaves whisper, but I never could stand hearing the grass moWn. Jay: How did you like Ashes of Vengeance? Jin: If you are referring to that cigar you gave me, it was sure Well named. Ritchie: Let's sit out this dance. I have a game knee. Kate: s'Well, er-just how game ? Percy Kight Con lion hunting expeditionj: Hey Mr. Brainstorm, a. lion just fell in the pit. What shall I do ? Head of the expedition: Do? Why jump down there and cut its throat. Bobby Holland: May I hold your hand ? Eva Abramson: Of course not! This isn't Palm Sunday. Bobby: Well, it isn't Independence Day either. Paul Thomas: What can I do to keep my hair from falling Y J effie Baker: Catch it. Bobby Holland says: If you have ingrown toe nails use a claw ham- mer. The novice at trout fishing had hooked a very small trout, and had wound it in until it was jammed against the rod. Harold Kight: What do I do now ? Instructor: Climb up the rod and stab it. Laugh and the world laughs with you, Snore and you sleep alone. Souse No. 1: Les go see The Covered Wagon. ' Souse No. 2: Can't. We're broke. Souse No. 1: That's alright. I know the driver. Ritchie: How much do you weigh ? Lola Hardegan: Oh, not enough to spoil the crease in your trousers. We once knew a professor who was so absent minded that one night when it came time to retire he pulled down his trousers and laid the window shade on the chair. Gladys Gross: Yes, nature is certainly wonderful. Did you ever see Page ninety-nine

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new Things that never happen: John Crist-Alone. Horace Richards-Saying something. Debby Ord and Enid Ours-On time. Mary Hamilton Spencer-Dancing. Marie Walsh-Silent. Norman J enkins-Loafing. Mary Powers-Acting bashful. Morris Holland--Not thinking of Enid. Harold Kight-Not powdered. Russell DeVore-Not singing. Thelma Schoppert-Not looking at Clyde. Eugene Paxton-Studying. Headline: Lightning knocks man out of bed. We suppose he said: All right, dear, I'll get right up. Mr. Knode: Why must we be careful to keep our homes neat and clean ? Virginia Hutchinson: Because company may walk in at any mo- ment. A wild-eyed citizen rushed into a hardware store and called for twenty- five cents worth of carbolic acid. The clerk held back a yawn and replied: We have no carbolic acid, but we carry a fine line of razors, ropes, hatchets, shotguns and revolversf' Sally Sullivan: I'd like to offer you a cigarette, but- Gladys Gross: Don't botherg I never smoke cigarette butts. Enid Ours: I do love the great open places. Hump Paxton fsarcasticallyl : I suppose that explains Why you had your arm around Morris' head last night. Young man, said the irate gentleman at the lunch counter to the youth who was inhaling his soup with a gurgling sound and splashing it about the while, what are you, a Colorado Geyser ? NaW, replied the soup juggler, 'Tm a Freshman. Young wife: If this is an all wool rug, why is it labeled cotton ? Clerk Qconfldentallyl : That, madam, is to deceive the moths. Mr. Knode in Biology class: 'Tm going to dismiss you ten minutes early to-day. Please go out quietly so as not to wake the other classes. Some girls are like ocean liners. It takes a little tug to get them started. Page ninety-eight

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Fell rl a pair of lips that wouldn't fit ? Head of the House Qin angry tonesj : Who told you to put that paper on the wall ? Decorator: Your wife, sir. Pretty, isn't it ? Blinks: How would the fools get killed if they abolished all the grade crossings? J inks: Oh, they'd get in the garage, shut the doors and start the en- gine running. Eloping wife Csobbingj : 'I-Ive j -j ust had a t-t-telegram from my hus- band. Her lover fanxiouslyl : He doesn't want you to go back, does he ? N-no. All he wants to know is where I-I left left his clean pair of socks, the b-brute I Ode to my room mate: Four bits. That famous soprano you had at your dinner party last night sang like a bird. Like a bird is right! I was conscious of her bill the entire evening. Considerable excitement was caused among the guests at a wedding ceremony in a Havre church recently when the lady refused to marry the bridegroom. Such painful scenes might easily be avoided if the bridegroom arranged to keep one or two ladies in reserve. Debby: Last week he sent me a box of candy with a card reading: Sweets to the Sweet. Sarah: That was a ipretty sentiment. Debby: Yes, but this week he sent me an ivory hair brush. Horace: Is May the kind of a girl that gives you any encourage- ment ? Sally: Judge for yourself. The last time I called on her she kept wondering what it would feel like to have whiskers on her face. Sailor fwith parrotjz lCan'e talk! Lumme, lady, when'e sings 'The Village Blacksmithj the sparks fly out of 'is bloomin' tail ! Hard-hearted: I am through with all this. To-morrow we separate. Wife: Oh, Reggie, give me one more chance, and I'll promise never to put poison in your coffee again. Page one hundrzd