Racine High School - Kipikawi Yearbook (Racine, WI)

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KI IQ THE DAILY ExHAUsgj K-5 Y Y fi AL. - The Biarp of a Ifaigb Snhunl Stuhent MARCH 25. Today I found a diary wat my ant gave me fer Christmus. I wuz gonna throw it away when Pa sez all grate men keep a diary, so I think I'll start one, cuz I wanna be grate too. MARCH 24. Me an a coupla other kids are organizin a mustash club in skule. Skinny perkins is the president, got a bawlin out in histry fer not knowing who Stephen Duglas was. How shud He know when He wuzn't born until 1902 B. P. tbefore prohibisonj? Them tea- churs are the limit. MARCH 25. Nuthin doing, cept Skinny aint president of our club enymore. We suspended him fer usin hare tonic wich is agenst the rules and regulations. Wish tomorrow wuz here. MARCH 26. To-day's Saterday. Slept all morning. MARCH 27. Easter. Went to church but didn't have any fun. MARCH 28. Almost had a scrap with a fresh guy in skule. He tole me I oughta go home and wash my lip. By superhumen effort I retained my presents of mind, so he is still able to be up an about. If he duzn't know a good mustash when he sees it, his ignerence is excusabal. MARCH 29. Oh boyl The girl next to me in the assembly smiled at me today. Gosh, my hart jest went, flop, and then it wuz up in my throte. She sez her name is Margie. She ain't so bad lookin neether. MARCH 50. Me an Margie's gettin acquainted swell. I gotta note from her this morning to come over tomorrow nite. Didn't have fifty lines of Inglish learnt fer today, so I got ten extra fer tomorrow. Somebudy's always taking the joy outta life. MARCH 51. Wuz over to Margie's house this evening. The hole family sat around and looked at me. I didn't feel comfterbal. Left kinda erly. APRIL I. April Fool's Day wuz dull. There wudn't of been eny excitement only someone put a dead cat in the ven- talator system in skule. It wuz awful. Our physics teechur wuz tellin us about the moon, an stars, etc. I'm gonna ask ma if I can be an astronomer. APRIL 2. Nothin doing. Ma wont let me take astronomy. She sez I'll hafta think up a better excuse than that for stayin out late nights. APRIL 5. Sunday. The minister wuz talkin about taking up a collection for clothing the heathen. Pa, who wuz real generous, put in two pants buttons in- sted of one. I think I'll go over to see Margie tonite. APRIL 4. I aint got my mustash eny more. I wuz over to Margie's house last nite, andfwell, enyway she sez iI. tickles, so I swiped Pa's razor and shaved it off. My face seems cut up about something this morning. APRIL 5. This is certainly a cruel world. lVIargie aint true to me no more. I saw her walkin home with that little runt of a Shorty Brown. Aint wimmen fickle? APRIL 6. Came to skule late today. Got sent to the principle. He ast me real sarcastic-like if I wuz the only kid in the family. When I ansered yes he sed kinda joking, Your parents musta been fond of children to raise you. Everything seems blue. APRIL 7. Dandy day today. Iest as bright as summer. Margie rote to me. She sez she only walked home with Shorty cuz she cudn't help herself. All

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HI I IQ KD THE DAILY EXHAUST At this juncture the light suddenly blinked out. Doggone it alll All things, even the electric power plant, conspired against the production of the theme. I rose and cautiously picked my way to the kitchen, barking my shins on every piece of furniture in the house. My thoughts and smothered exclama- tions would hardly have passed the Fire Underwriters' Board. Arriving in the cuisine, I procured matches and tiptoed into the dining room from whence I took a candle-stick. I lighted the candle. I had ferociously resolved to produce said theme and then get to bed. When I reached my room, I opened the window, which caused the candle to flicker ominously. I commenced to write: When Harolde arose, confronting him stood the Duke, his pistolio leveled at our hero's brains for where they should have beenj. 'Hal Hal' he chortled venomously, 'you are in my clutches. You shall die.' At this he ground his teeth until the enamel was nearly worn off. Then the Duke began, slowly, to pull back the trigger. Back it went, millimeter by millimeter, when suddenly With a final wild tlare the candle went out, leaving the room in blackness. At this sudden catastrophe I started. Then a slight noise outside the window caused my tongue to verily stick to the roof of my mouth, so dry was it. Fascinated, I stared at the open window through which the moon shone. A man's head rose into sight, then came his shoulders. Burg- lars, thought I. Too scared to move, I watched him come in. Then, from my dark corner, I, with all my pep, jumped out on him. Over we went, then- Crashl Banglv I awoke to find myself headlong on the floor, the electric light on, and there on the table my Kipi theme just where it had been when I had fallen asleep. RALPH SOGARD, '21. QAPOLOGIES 'ro MILTOND Haste thee, nymph, and bring with thee Little case called vanity, File for nails and chamois skin, 0002 DE X , Gneuco j: ' .5 Q, , . ' I S-.1 v Q' Eg 2 wmv mo 5 5 I 5 DUPONT 5 S 5 2 ctose up E S P 9 ' 5 AT lvssg 5 Tuevsruu, I USE -v Powosrz. . I ,-f' ,. .5 tPowdered nose is not a sin.j Rouge of red and beauty spot, Changing you to what you're notg Modest looks and coy, assume, Penciled brows and strong perfume, Curling tongs for blondine hair, Female tricks so debonair: Blushes, twenty cents apiece Creamy ones, and deep cerise. These your natural charms enhance, Make you stunning at the dance. Come and trip it as you go, O'er your partner's pained toe, All these charms if you'll display, Maid, with you I'll gladly stay. CLINTON ETTINGER, '21 ODE Have you seen, O, Henry Reno Getting Kipi Ads? He makes his Comm. work, Nor do they dare shirk, Getting Kipi Ads. We thought at first, O, We'd not durst, O, Getting Kipi Ads, To try fly high Nine hundred bones? Myll Getting Kipi Ads. No more we sigh, 0, Twelve hundred's by, O, Getting Kipi Ads. We'll have the bex! book, CDon't believe me? Iust look.Q Thanks to Kipi Ads. OH HENRY'

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. AQ.. xx. THE DAILY EXHAUST ...fuk Xxx Q P1 J PAUL RENO she hadda do wuz call me and Ifd a knocked him into the middle of next week. That's me all over-chivalrus to a maden in distress. APRIL 8. Gee, latins hard. It's a dead langwigef' but ma sez I hafta take it if I wanna be an undertaker. Oh well, only 67 more days of skule. APRIL 9. No more music lesons fer me. The teechur sed I had a better ear fer dirt than music. She wuz real nice about it tho. APRIL IO. Sunday. APRIL Il. VVent down an played golf this afternoon. Hard luck. Lost three balls an my temper. Still that's better 'n last year cuz then I usta lose four. There's nuthing like perseevance. APRIL 12. Got my report cards today. Pa wanted to know wat P. stood for. I tole him perfect, so he gave me a dollar. I hope he duzn't catch on. APRIL 15. I gess I'm getting the riters cramp. I'm gonna lay off this diary now fer awhile and recooperate. 100 THE GREATEST TIIRILL I've travelled far and wide, my boy, To climates, hot and coldg I've seen the land where the old grow young, And the young men all grow old, I've explored the land where girls pro- pose, And woo men with a song, I've been to Allatopia Where the days are three weeks long, I've visited Bukadalia land Where every hour's a thrill, I've been a Malafonia Where the well men all are ill, But in all the places that I've been, By far the greatest sight Is watching those awful Myers boys Enjoying a brotherly fight. A SENIOR ALPHABET A is for Augustine with his laugh so ab- surd. B is for Breylinger, he wants the last word. C's for Costello, our Irish colleen: and D is for De Smidt, one wouldn't think him sixteen. E is for Evans, whom we leave behind. F is for Field, he knows his own mind. G is for Gebhardt, so short, fat, and wide. H is for Hay, who's our Senior guide. I is for Ihrig, a lad of rare humor fill. I is for Iohnson. In love? That's the rumor. K is for Kruel, to the girls he does cater. L is for Lynch, he thinks he's a debater. M is for Myers, which one's left to you. N's for Pearl Nelson, Oh, if you dolv O is for Olson, for baskets he's got an eye. P is for Paton, so very demure and shy. Q is for quiet, there is no such Senior. R is for Reno, with his lordly demeanor. S is for Stoffel, about her one can't kick. T is for Tufnell with his black hair so slick. U is for Unavitch of basketball renown. V is for Victor, she can't keep blushes down. And W is for Wiechers, our Romeo fair, While X, Y. and Z stand for end, and I'm there. ARTHUR HANSEN, '2l.