Rawlins High School - Roundup Yearbook (Rawlins, WY)

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Uibf Daily Srubgc of a Suiyluimore Bing! The tardy gong! There’s Dorothy Zingsheim just inside the Assembly door—or was she? Yes—we reckon she was, but it was a close decision. Three minutes a silent prayer while the roll call was being taken. Now on to English Class. The buzzer in the Language Room is working— nobody thought to cut the wires last night, and it works for a minute and a half. William Hobbs (entering)—“Wysong’s in the Assembly. Listen to him wearing out the batteries.” Stanley Sundell climbs on the radiator to open the only window the Janitor hasn’t nailed shut, and burns himself in the act. But don’t waste your sympathy. The first time he really burns himself the rest are just encores. Miss Craft—“Please finish your conversation now so we can start the recitation.” the class with several regretful remarks obligingly cease. John Larsen comes in late as usual. Dale Magor—“Say, why don’t thev make literature interesting? I can’t get any sense out of this stuff.” Nellie Cohagen takes this opportunity to return the snap shots she just passed to Mathia. Patsy O’Melia—“Wish there was another seat in this class so I wouldn’t have to sit in front.” Elmer Nielson—(suddenly waking up)—“Say, what do I have to sit up here for any how? A feller can be just as good in the back of the room.” Lottie Coulson—(examining yesterday’s paper)—“Isn’t this sentence right? ‘He wrote a promontory note.’ ’’ Annette Hueus—(reading a hitherto unexplored passage in Stevenson) —Vessel—Waiter—Oh, Waiter—“Or perhaps a b t of fear for waiter in so cranks”—And by the way, the sophmore’s opinion of Stevenson was censored. Miss Craft—(After the rest have failed on a question)—“Well PHlm?” And Philip makes a perfect recitation just as we all knew he would. Jimmy O’Donnell—(to Stanley)—“Say there was a man down in the Stock Yards last night.” Miss Craft—“Did you speak. James?” Jimmy—“Oh, I just thought of something Stanley didn’t know.” A truck passes on its way to the oil fields. The entire class follows John’s lead in stretching their necks to see out the window. Wilbur Walck—(remembering in the middle of a word that he is supposed to .stand to recite)—“Oh-ah-ah—(gets up and turns around twice)—“Well, as I was saying—” Feme Mclnturff—Perfect behavior, perfect silence. The class accidentally finished the lesson in thirty minutes- so they had an argument—“Whi is thp mo? useful the knife or the fork?” Ruel Armstrong—“If we didn’t have knives we’d have to pull our meat to pieces and get our fingers all dirty.” Arnold Larsen—“We’d get our fingers just as dirty without forks.”

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 nphnnuirr (Claaa 2SnU William Hobbs Elmer Nielson Fridolph Anderson John Larson Wilbur Walck Stanley Sundell Arnold Larson Phili Mahoney Earl Wilkes Jas. O’Donnell Kathrene Hopka Dorothy Zingsheim Mathia Miller Katherine France Lottie Coulson Nellie Cohagen Dorothy Yerxa Dale Magor Ruel Armstrong PaPtsy O’Melia George Edwards Louis Schildt Morene Kuyhendall Christie Anderson Agnes May Feme Mclntruff Clarie Stevens Irma Robison Annette Hugus OFFICERS: Philip Mahoney, President. Christie Anderson, Secretary-Treasurer. CLASS FLOWER: Violet COLORS. Gold and White. MOTTO: See Sharp—Be Natural MASCOT: Goat.

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George Edwards—“If we d dn’t have knives, we'd cut out bread with an axe ’’ Morene Kuykendall—“And if we ate with knives, our faces would be all mit up.” Decision of the Judges, Earl, Friedolph and Wilbur—unanimous for the knives. The buzzer sounds again, everybody gets ready for the rush upstairs. Class dismissed. Now we are going to to Geometry, most of us studying lessons on the way. Jimmy O'Donnell—“Say, Miss Sherman, can’t we recite on the fire escape today?” James is dodging a written lesson. In the midst of a deathly stillness, while Miss Sherman is drawing the figure for tomorrow’s proposition—Smack, from the center section. Katherine France slapped Dale Magor. They’re cousins you know. Dorothy Yerxa giggles. Patsy has to explain all the propositions today as Dale has given up propositions during Lent. Wilbur Walck—“I don’t think I can do this one, but I can trv.’’ He got along beautifully, till be missed his chalk He absently mindedly tossed it in the air and caught it in his left hand. Dorothy Yerxa giggles. Elmer NNeilson discards his gum. Miss Sherman—“Louis, if you and Chrystie want to carry on n conversation we’ll let you go to the hall to finish it.” Friedolph—“Say Miss Sherman, I left my book in the Assembly. May I go get it?’’ Dorothy Yerxa giggles. Earl Wilkes moves one s at nearer Dorothv. R”el Armstrong—“Miss Sherman, my book blew out the window.’’ Was George testing his lung power, do vou suppose? The assignment for the next day is made—“Prove any five of the problems on page 196.” Philip Mabonev—“Say, Miss Sherman, which ones are the easiest?” Frances Phelan—“The Bell rang.. Miss Sherman—“The class isn’t excused yet, William, come back and sit down.” Dn-'othv Yerxa gigel s. ADer class George Edwards comes back for one more trv at the prob m he has been work;ng on all year—“Miss Sherman, how old are you?” Then afLer thev have all gone, the teacher carefully collects and counts the chalk and erasers. 1°:30—The Spanish class assemble. MLs Spoor (rxpla'ning tomorrow’s verb) “fumo,” “I smoke,”— blushes nnd decides to call the roll. An’rew Peterson—“TTad to sweep our Spanish room and when I got thru, it was too late.” Dorothy Yerxa—“Oh Well, Gee! There were so many Greek words I didn’t have time to bother.” Katherine France—“Oh, I didn’t even look at it.” Clara Stevens—“P-Prepared?” Ruel Armstrong—“Well—I didn’t understand it.” Fridolf Anderson—“Fad to deliver papers.” (He finished at eight o’clock.) Wilbur Walck—“Lost a sack of spuds off the delivery truck and