Ripon High School - Tiger Yearbook (Ripon, WI)

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1 xnxx ,X V ? I' I ! ,lj J YL mf ,lfhff bfi ' ,f vu .' - f ,X l 'H' 1 .3 , af.. l:?'. I. I to R J ,X . , X, 4-,P .1 C! - it ',.'41..f' I lj r BUTTOM ROW, Left to Right-Donald Hessell, Lawrence Bonk, Neil St. George, Roy Burger, Donald Lueck, Clarence Smoody, Charles Mason, Roy Miller, Orville Splitt, Nelson Gneiser. SECOND ROW-Anola Radtke, Helen Resheske, Ethel Luetke, Eunice Dudzinski, Helen Reinsch, Betty Mae Lenz, Nancy Nash, Mary Ann Goranson, Katherine Wrzinski, Louella Stollfuss, Lucille Weise, Bonnie Sylvester, Doris Radatz. THIRD ROW-Iona Ludtke Lorraine Krueger, Genevieve Groves, Dorothy Lyle, Marion Amundsen, Nor- ma Jean Stuart, Betty fane Lawson, Mildred Burger, Evelyn Schleicher, Francis Peterson, Grace No- vitzke, Robert Radke. FOURTH ROW-Hazel Hill, Kelsey Kuhs, Florence Wizner, Nina Leu, Alice Mae Timm, Irene Sworski, Robert Lambert, john Bowlsby, Richard Reichmuth, Andrew Kallas, Kenneth Resheske. Till' ROW-Reinold Conrad, Glen Page, Leonard Fromholz, Milton Oakes, Lauren Dunn, Donald Pratt, William Splitt, Lester Zeto, Lee Brown, Eric Altnau, George Davis. . SEVENTH GRADE The present seventh grade entered Ripon High School in September, 1934. lt consists of .sixty pupils, who have entered from the three ward schools. At our first class meeting the following officers were elected: President, Or- ville Splitt: vice president, William Splitt: secretary and treasurer, Anola Radtke. The enjoyable time of the year was had at the annual Christmas costume party. Prizes weer given for the best costumes. The seventh grade has a large representation in the Audubon Club. Miss Kommers is the class adviser. -Orville Splitt. 28 s

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Q-0 , .- O , .. A HUMOR ODE TO BLODGETT'S FORD The wheels are wood, The hood's no good, The body's made of ting The radiator leaks, The body squeaks, But she's good for the shape she's in. The top is torn, The seats are worn, The frame is caving in: The tires are flat, But even at that, She's good for the shape she's in. There's a crack in the head, The lights are dead, The clutch has sheared a ping She runs on two, But yet it's true, She's good for the shape she's in. lil! Miss Patch: lto Henry Jollyj Have you read Shakespeare? Henry: No. Miss Patch: Well, what have you read ? Henry: I have red hair. llll DEDICATED TO FRANKLIN FARVOUR Latinlis a dead language, As dead as dead can beg It killed off all the Romans, And now it's killing me. l I U l WITH APOLOGILES TO LONGFELLOW I flipped a wad into the airg It came to its fall, I know not where, For so keen was the teacher's sight, I could not watch if the aim was right. I ventured a note into the airg It fell to the floor, and can you guess where? For the teacher had a sight, that was true and strong, And then I was in for a dance and a song Hours afterwards in his desk, Lay the note, Oh my, dunt esk! And the line that was meant for my girl friend, Is now in the Tiger from beginning to end. Ill! Howie Blodgett says, 'Say it with brakes and save the flowers. 30 J. Gerrie: Gatzke hung up his stocking Christmas eve, didncha Jack P E. Clausen: What did he get? J. Gerrie: A notice from the health de- partmentf' lil! The sofa sagged in the center, The shades were pulled just so. The family had retired, The parlor light burned low. Then came a sound from the sofa, As the clock was striking two. Then Gehrke slammed his text book With a thankful, Well, I'm through! l' I I I He jumped out in front of me and then pointed a gun at my head. He said he would shoot me. Slowly he squeezed the trigger. Oh-the expense was terrible. You mean suspense. No, expense. I had to pay him the two bits I owed him. ll!! Freshie: Miss Patch, where do they keep the crossseyed bear in Sunday school ? Miss Patch: What cross-eyed bear? Freshie: Oh, the Holy Cross I'd Bear they sing about all the time. ill! Lyle Seaver was in court charged with ex- ceeding the auto speed limit. What's the matter with you, asked the judge. Didn't you read the sign along the road P Sure, replied Lyle. They read, 'Fine for Speeding! ill! Mr. Banville: fin sciencej If you stand facing the north what have you on the left hand ? fTimid voice from rearj: Fingers, 4 an 4 a A. Hargrave: 'tOuch! I bumped my crazy bone! J. Kahl: Oh, well, comb your hair right and the bump won't shop! ill! Billy I.: Mr. Lunde, the barometer has fallen. Mr. Lunde: Very much ? Billy I.: fwith guilty lookj About tive feet-it's broken. 4 4 n Q A hen is immortal for her son never sets.