Port Allegany Union High School - Tiger Lily Yearbook (Port Allegany, PA)

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Slip ©igrr Cilg and were driven to the Todd mansion on Tannery row. Mary, being Secretary of the class was pretty well posted on the whereabouts of our classmates and told our heroes that all but two of our classmates were still in Port and that the two, Tessie Kearne and Clio Rutter had been married and were taking a trip in a balloon for their honeymoon. They were going to get a closeup on Mars and paint a masterpiece that would sell for millions of dollars. Clyde Lynch and Loretta Gamble were out selling peanut-shells for garbage men. They were getting 21 2 per cent commission. Clyde was doing the talking while Loretta handled the ware. Louella Hardes and Johnnie Antonson were playing jazz instruments at funerals for undertaker Pat Ross. Mr. Ross was doing a good business by the good financial judgment of his better half, Orilla Freer. Doe Edgreen, Elin Johnson, Marian Falk, Lois Ostrander and Margaret Knapp were Romuniskey Dancers in the Noodle Follies now featuring at the Main street Burlesque Theatre, now operated by Mr. Robertus Cutting and his famed wife, Emma Holmes. Marian says its a great life but they don’t play Sleepy Time Gal often enough. Mr. Burleson, who had been looking out of the window, began to laugh as he noticed a peculiar sight on the street. “What are all the kids following that couple for?” Mary, unable to control her mirth, also fell into a streak of laughter. “That”, she said, is W. C. Keagle and his wife, Pauline Freer taking the family to the circus.” Upon the suggestion of the Sheik they all jumped into the fire truck and started for the circus. Upon reaching their destination they were greeted by cries “Have a lunch, Eat a dog,” and they recognized the voice of their old classmate Howard Baker. Bake told them that Fred Burgart was selling Caesar Ponies at the other end of the lot so they went to visit him but were interrupted by a girl selling chances on a fern and recognizing the saleslady as Helen Haglund they purchased several chances. Helen told us not to go into the big tent because Markie Darrin was in there giving Aesthetic Dancing lessons to her pet elephant. She directed us to the science tent where Archimedes Lewis and his harem, Leona Meacham, Genevieve Larson and Alice Puhl were demonstrating their “Missing Molecule” which they had captured on the Washington Trip, over twenty years ago. They then went to the Minstrel Show, with the intention of dodging their old classmates, but again they were foiled because taking the leading part of “Rock Bottom Anna” was no other singer than Wava Dannels-and parked in the front row with his millionaire wife was their old friend Bones Johnson enjoying himself immensely. Having quenched their curiosity as to the fortunes of their classmates Mr. Burleson and his shiek friend left the circus lot unknown to Phil and Mary and were never seen, heard of, or discussed again.

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itlir amrr lLiU) Class Jrnjjlit'ru A ragged old tramp crawled out from behind a brush pile, where he had spent the night, and started strolling down the dusty old road, toward the little town of Prohibition, whistling “How Dry 1 Am”, and wishing he had a little material to quench his ever increasing hunger. He spied a chicken-coop and was half-way in the window of the dilapidated edifice when the clear voice of a boy rang out upon the air, “Hey fella, pile out of there before I call my old man.” As he turned and gazed upon the countenance of the little lad he recognized something familiar in the face of the young intruder. In order to satisfy his curiosity he asked of the boy “Say, are you acquainted with a man called Farmer Burleson ?” “Acquainted with him”, retorted the youth, “He’s been my old man ever since I was born. Ho, ho, ho” and off he went to call his male parent. The lad returned a few minutes later with his father whom the tramp recognized as none other than Leonard Burleson. Mr. Burleson being in a rather bad humor was about to mutilate his visitor when he gasped and exclaimed, “Say, aren’t you my old classmate Sheik Hanson?” “Keyer-ect” yelped the little down-and-out, “Get some beans and I’ll tell you about my fruitless journeys.” Upon the arrival of the desired fruit Hanse began to expound tale after tale of his hairbreadth adventures. “One night while practicing on my saxaphone, one of my friends came to me and told me an exciting tale about the beautiful women in China and the mad rush of men to their aid. He convinced me to take a trip so I decided to leave on the next train. I traveled in China for over twenty years and getting homesick I decided to make a trip back to Port Allegany and visit my old friends. So here I am on my way home as a bum. Dish me out some of your clothes and we’ll both go hunt up some of our old friends.” On the following morning both of our friends started out for Port Allegany. Along the road Mr. Burleson explained to the Sheik that he had worked in the B. V. D. factory for over fifteen years and after saving a fortune of about $258 had married Dorothy Barnett and they had moved to the country to give the little farmers the same start that he had had. They had lived happily until recently when they quarreled over the biggest piece of pie and Dorothy had gone home to mother. By this time they had arrived at Port Allegany and were surprised to hear a shrill whistle blowing and see a big machine drive up to the station as they got off the train. On closer examination they noticed that it was Phil Todd and his bride, Mary Cantwell out riding in the new fire truck. They had brought it to the station so that travelers could see that the town owned a truck. After making themselves known to Phil and Mary, they climbed onto the back of the truck

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QHjr uligrr £tl{t ■ jEtotorial A fitting definition for a Year Book is, “A Fireside Encore of the School Year.” For several years, in Port High, there has been no form of a year book published. During this time there have been some very progressive classes graduating from the school. They have accomplished great things along the line of athletics and scholarship. But what have they to show for their work ? What written histories have they of their classes ? How many of them have pictures of their schoolmates ? Perhaps they still have the minutes of their class meetings or perhaps some industrious student has kept a miniature history of their class doings. But I will venture to say that for the majority of their recollections they must resort to their memories alone. The class of ’27, realizing this condition have decided to recommence the practice of printing a year book. In this book we have attempted to print records of all the interesting things that have taken place during the year. Being the first edition in such a long time we do not feel it necessary to make apologies for the faults and mistakes which you will perhaps find but we hope you will overlook them and notice that which is correct. We also hope that the classes to come will follow our example and publish the Tiger Lily yearly. To the class of ’27 this book will be as defined, “A fireside encore of the school year”, and to others we hope it will be interesting. WASHINGTON TRIP The Seniors have been working exceedingly hard, will soon have reached their goal and are about to receive the reward for their labors. When the special train pulls out for Washington they will feel the sensation of having a long planned dream become a reality. Washington! The seat of our National government. Who is there in the United States that does not have a desire to see where our laws are made and to see the residences and meeting places of our politicians? The most opportune time to take this trip is when one is young as the impression made on the mind of youth will not be soon eradicated. Therefore it has been the custom for High School Seniors to conclude their school career by going to Washington together. Is it not an ideal way to disband class ties and to depart, each on his own path to apply his own knowledge in real life? But hardly would this dream have become a reality were it not for the painstaking mothers who faithfully and willingly co-operated with us in replenishing our treasury. Let’s give a cheer for the most valued and loved persons in the world- MOTHERS