Sauquoit Valley Central High School - Saghdaquadah Yearbook (Sauquoit, NY)

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-ff-v 13 +----W T- -- Pll'lIDEIlT HIIIT5 Founded in 1935 fl thinkl Bankrupt in 1938 CSO I'm toldl STAFF Editor . . Otto Town Secretary.. .. . F. Ired Assistant Editor Nott Hired Contributing Editor Phil Space Athletics Editor. , . Noah Sneeks Business Manager. . .. D. E. Preshun FRESHMANS REGISTRATION CARD Name-WI. M. Green Born-Yes Fathers naine-Papa Mother's name-Mama THE RETIRING SNORER We have here a most unusual phenome- non: a reporter who sees nothing, hears noth- ing, and marvel of marvels, tells nothing. One March day this phenomenon bestirred her- self and went to a dinner the basketball girls gave for the faculty. We herein, without further delay, present a few extracts from that novel report. I must confess that as I sped along to school tshoe leather express in the rainb, where the girls and the Faculty were gather- ing, I did much thinking about the menu pre- pared for the great occasion. fThe menu is omitted. One secretly wonders why.l Extract number two reads: After we had finished eating, the boys, to our great surprise tours, tool, offered to wash and dry the dishes for us. fWhat could have prompted the boys?J Extract number three reads: I wish you could have seen Coach give us his version of the 'Big Apple '. tl bet to our untrained eyes it would have looked like the original Indian War Dance? Let us congratulate this reporter on her fine writing Iso fine we hardly noticed it.J We have tried hard in the past months to put her column out of existence, but although we did not succeed, We are confident she will do the job. Put out monthly lever so oftenj by the Hi-School TO THE FRESHMAN land Other Classesl: The Prudent Hints Welcomes everybody twe're not particularb, but it welcomes the incoming Freshies especially, as they will get worse marks than we Iuniors, and it is they who will carry on traise a rumpusl three years I3 or 4 anywayh after the class of '38 has passed on tregentsl. Welcome to the new Sophomores, who but yesterday were significant little Freshies, but who are about to play a real part thide-and- seek, tag, and ping-pongl in the affairs of the school. Last, but least of the classes, the Prudent Hints welcomes the new Iuniors, who played such an important role tof not being well- bred and short of doughl last year. For the benefit of the new students who will be Seniors in one, two, three, four-ten years, and also for the misinformation of all, the Prudent Hints publishes the officers of the present Senior class: Hannibal Caesar Iones is President, Napo- leon tNappyI B. Smaltz is Vice-President, and George Lincoln Whiffletree is Treasurer, Sec- retary, Bouncer, and General Nuisance. And to the Faculty: The Prudent Hints welcomes you right heartily because With- out you this paper and the school could not exist tthe school is OK., that has a good foundationl. Welcome! Step right in. Take off your hat when you come in, hang it where you can get it when you come out. Welcome! Welcome! HOW WE NAMED IT The name, Prudent Hints fyou will have to admit it? has a slight resemblance to the name of that masterpiece, our venerable school paper. If you are a very imaginative person you will see where our name has its origin. It you are not imaginative Cpoor soull hurry up and become so. In that Way you will know how the Prudent Hints was born. page twenty five

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+I'V'C4 IllllIl0ll Com-paa-nee atten-shun! bawled the drill ser- geant to the awkward squad. Com-pa-nee, lift up your left leg and hold it straight in front of you. By mistake one member held up his right leg, which brought it out side by side with his neighbors lelt leg. And who is the galoot over there holding up both legs? shouted the hard-boiled sergeant. ir Q i Do you love me? asked the paper sack. I'm just wrapped up in you, replied the sugar. You sweet thing, said the bag. i 1' i MORNINGS Grouchy morns and sleepless nights Are very often had. But if a fellow were in at nine It would not be so bad. -Anthol Speer i' W i Barber: Whats the matter? Ain't the razor takin' hold? Ralph B.: Yeah, its taking hold all right, but it ain't lettin' go again. Q 1' 'I Eleanor T.: I've tried my best to get all the pro- fessors to take a fancy to me. Hazel S.: You mean a PASSING fancy, don't yOu?H i Y i F, Cieslak: How much do you weigh? E. Cobane: Not enough to take the crease out of your pants. 91 i 1' TEACHERS Some are homely Some are pretty Others dull And a few are witty But to me they are All like one They just stop me From having fun. -Leonard Williams W it 'R I. Watters: What does it mean when your nose tickles? T. Mayton: In my case it means my boy friend is growing a mustache. if i' i I paid my dime and tried in vain The entrance to a subway gain, A push from here, a slam from there Oh, I was thrown most anywhere, At last I gave up in despair- And made the journey in a wheel chair. -Peggy Donnelly 1- ir 1 Love is like an onion We taste it with delight But when it's gone, we wonder Whatever made us bite. page twenty-eight Alice: I'll never get over what I saw last night' Art: What's that? Alice: The moon. if if Q Nan K.: I-low nice to be an aviator. john B.: Yeah, wanta fly? Nan K.: Oh, you bet I do. john B.: just a minute, I'lI catch you one. 1' i' i' F. Peterson: Last night I dreamt that I married the rnost beautiful girl in the world. Evelyn C.: Oh, Pete, were we happy? 'I i i' SENTIMENTS OF A FARMER BOY I never milked such a terrible cow I never hope to milk another If I ever corne to one instead of her I'll try to milk her brother. -Leonard Williams l Q i George Trask: Mama, can I go out and play? Mrs. Trask: What, with those holes in your pants? George: No, with the kid across the street. I Q 1 C. Champ: Didn't you see me downtown last night? I saw you twice. D. Larsen: I never notice people in that condi- tion. i 1' i Deacon jones was very ill. His brethren were keenly interested in his condition. Toward the end, bulletins were posted on the blackboard outside of the home. I A.M. Deacon jones very much worse. 2 A.M. Deacon Iones sinking fast. 3 A.M. Deacon jones very low. 4 A.M. Deacon jones dead. Gone to heaven. The little boy read the bulletin and then added this: 5 A.M. Great excitement in heaven. Deacon jones not yet arrived. i' 'l' ir UNKNOWN I-IAPPENINGS On any moonlight night we see l.overs go passing by. Their only wish is to be alone Where no one else can spy. -Anthol Speer if -1 1 Bill Latus: I think women are much better look- ing than men. Tinie M.: Naturally Bill: No, artificially. 'R 1' ir First Student: I wonder how old Miss jones is? Second Student: Quite old, I imagine. They say she used to teach Caesar. SNOW WHITE AND THE SEVEN DWARFS IN SVC FACULTY Snow White-Miss Rich Bashful-Mr. O'Connor Doc-Mr. Walker Sneezy-Mr. Rogers Happy-Mr. Polly Dopey-Mr. Faville Sleepy-Mr. Axtel Grumpy-Coach Trask

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Y 9?-535+ +I-V-C 4 ITl0llE'!'5 Ill0RTll III TIIEIITRE TICIIET5 page twenty-six I, for one, receive more enjoyment from the price of a theater ticket than from any other amusement. There was a time when the zoo caught my eye, but those days have gone forever, and in its place comes the theater. Why this is you will shortly see. The other evening I entered the outer doors of a local theater, bought my ticket of admission, gave it to the doorman, and then the fun began. It was just my good fortune to escape the usher, for Without further hesitation I strutted down the main aisle, groping my Way along in the dark. Finding an aisle that looked as if it were vacant, I chose the first seat in the row and sat down-but not for long. The man I sat on was good-natured, although he did object a little to the suddenness of my actions. He laughed it off, saying, Sorry, miss, but this seat is taken. Feeling very much embarrassed, I jumped to my feet as quickly as possible and continued on with very much haste. One after another the audience of that particular row stood to let me pass, and before I knew what was happening, I was ushered out the end of the row. Alas and alack! now to begin again. This time I bolted down the aisle still farther, till the light from the screen revealed a seat that was empty in the beginning of a row. Down I sat-but not for long. Pardon, please, greeted the usher beside me. I rose to meet the occasion While someone passed in front of me. I sat again with determination. junior, who sat in the row ahead of me, couldn't see because the lady ahead of him sat on her coat to elevate her seat, because the lady in front of her wore one of those new-fangled hats like Mrs. Iones, and therefore Iunior had to sit on Moo Mods lap. Of course, Moo Moo couldn't see with Iunior's head in front of her, so she leaned side-Wise to get a better view of the screen. As she leaned to one side, I leaned in the opposite direction, but I quickly shifted as a loud Whizzing sound assailed my ears. The man had asthma, but the least he could do would be to stop breathing, at least until the picture ended. junior was now dissatisfied and insisted on having an ice cream bar on a stick. Moo put her foot down to this, but she gave in when junior shouted Moo Moo, I'll tell Daddy what the ice man said to you, and then I betcha you'll let me have some ice cream on a stick. junior, listen to me: when I get you home I'm going to-A-oh, what's the use. Here, junior, run out and get your ice cream, but come right back, understand? Iunior had gone-but not for long. junior came back, Walked up and down the aisle twice before Moo Moo saw him and then Pssst, psst, junior, darling, here I am. Did you get your ice cream? junior, being a little overjoyed at the sound of his mother's voice, mistook my row for the row his mother was in. junior stepped on my corn, fell to the floor after planting his Uchoclit covered ice cream on a stick in my lap. I-Iis cries brought the usher who rescued him and the stick-the ice cream remained in my lap.