Providence Technical High School - Review Yearbook (Providence, RI)

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8 THE TECH REVIEW 1928 Can you beat it? I most forgot to tell you. A (jurl is commin to visite us for a whole month. You know, her mother wen to school with my mother. Her ¥ name is Dorethea. Im glad I didn’t think of it before cause it would a spoilt the whole rest of the letter, just thinkin about it makes me sick. Jus wait an sec if I “take her uptown, an show her the hut, an read her my books.” Just watch! Aw wats a use. Your discouraged nefew George. July 28 Dear Uncle George, Doretheas just gone home. Boy! I’m not glad! She’s a regular tryant. You know us fellers hev a club jxiper which we put out every 2 weeks, well I’ll be gosh darn if she didn’t get holt of my printin press an she woodin give it back till we made her a member. Well this is a strictly lx ys club, but what can you do. We couldn’t fine the press any wares so we hat to eniciate her. Well after, she says if we wunted the press to follcr her so we did an it was oncy behind the council in the livin room. Well we was dumfounded. We hed looked in the actic and down cellar an cvcryivarc sept behine that council! So she is a member, or was til 5 min- utes after she left cause we scratched her name off that roll call with our own blood. There was a young lady of Crewe Who wanted to catch the 2:2! Said a porter, “Don’t hurry, Or worry, or flurry, It’s a minute or 2 2 2 2. Bell Hop (after guest had rung for ten minutes) : “Did you ring, sir?” Guest: “No, I was tolling. I thought you were dead.” Jeva do that? You stick a pin in your finger an then squeez it. yer finger I mean an then draw it over the paper. You haflf to be kinda brave to do it, but we arc the bravest guys in this town. Well we thought up the worst ways to eniciate her an finally we got some field mice an let em loost in th hut when she was there. But she didn’t care an instead of scrcamin bloody murder she lafft an 9 sed she had a white nioust to home. Then we blind folded her an led her all over th neighborhood with a kick me sign on her an she didnt care. Dad seys wliot a woman wunts she usually gits, an I guess its true cause she wanted to get in thet club and she got in! We hed a dec! cat we kept for certain majic things like you throw it up in the air three times an you’ll get your wish, but Dorethea told Dad about it cause we wooden tell her our secret code, an he made us berry it. But we bed a swell funeral with flowers an every thing. With luv, George. And then I came to the last envelope which contained a faded telegram. It read: Dear Uncle George: Dorothea and 1 just married. Wish us luck. George. Helen Harbach: “Mr. Hodgkins, I’ve done that example five times.” Mr. Hodgkins: “That’s fine.” Helen: “And here’s the five different answers.” Mr. Hill: “What can you tell me about nitrates ?” Alice McGovern: “Well-er, they’re a lot cheaper than day rates.—Ex.

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1928 THE TECH REVIEW Georgie you go on down an intertane Mr. Drinkwater. Drinkwater! What a funny name I yells out an she quick tole me to shut up an do as she sed so 1 did. When I came in he got up outen the chair all smily an rosy. I guess lie thought L was Marge at first. Then he looks at me an ses Ah you mus be the little Georgie I’ve heard so much about. An I sed yes sir wats your name an he sed Benjamin Drinkwater an I sed thats a mouthful awright aint it an 1 tole him 1 had a rabbit named Benny onct. My sisters got a crush on you 1 guess, I sed, cause she never spent so much time dollin up for no one man before. She sed she’d like you even better if you want quite so bow legged. An then I quick remembered that want ezackly bein polite an told him kinda liked bow legs myself. Pretty soon Marge came down an her an Benny went out on the poarch an set in the swing. I wen out to an finally Benny gave me a dime to go buy some candy an take my time. Afterwoods 1 came back an set in the livin room window where it was nice an cool an quiet an then 1 remembered they were out on the poarch an I could see them right under my nose. Well they was just talkin an swinging an sitting there. Say what does a guy see in hang- ing around a girl all evening—gosh darn if I know. There silly! Well anyhow I kinda sat there musin, when suddenly I saw something that made me say, Clinch! Well I never incut to say it, it just came out. I guess Marge was kinda mad cause the next day she wooden hardely speak to me an told mom something had to be done with that boy! Benny has a swell lookin sister with curly hair an a little dog but I ain’t inter- 77 ested in gurls a tall. I’ll write again soon. Love, George P. S.—Mom sed for me to tell you thanks for the swell birthday present. June 18, Sunday Dear Uncle George, Oh boy school will soon be over an then wunt I hev fun. Us fellers have already planned what we are goin to do. Per one thing we’ve got a swell club started an I'm president. We’ve got a pretty neet club houst too. Its got two rooms an a oil lamp an a ole cake box for things to eat an a secret passage under the floor which is wooden. We didn’t build it all ourselves. Most of it was al- ready built by some fellers oldern as what we are, but we painted it green an tarpa- pered it an fixt it to suit ourselves. Its right up against a tree which has a orning attached onto it an is over the door an you can pull a string an it goes up an down, the orning I mean. We hev a mat in front of the door an a rain spout an a trough for the rain water to go in so it wunt leek into the hut on rainy days. Most every staturday night we buy hot dogs an can beans an hev supper up there. Its dandy and cool in the grass, nevery- thing. We hev another kitten now an we take turns keeping it over sundeys. Today it was my turn an mom sed she lied nough to do thout takin care of that ole cat so I kep him up in my room for a wile, but he jumped on the table an knocked over the lamp an broke the chimbly an spilt the oil, so I let him out an after a while mom found him on the kitchen table eatin the samon we was goin to hev fer a sal- ade, an mom sed she want going to eat after any cat, an after, jus for spite I bet, he broke her blue-green vase. But termorrows Monday an he is so cunnin an fuzzy.

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