Schuylerville Central School - Schuyler Yearbook (Schuylerville, NY)

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YE OLDE TYME ADVICE ( With apologies to Poor Richard's Almanac) “A diploma in the hand is worth two in the press.” “The laziest student makes the most noise (about the length of the assign- ment.”) “There’s many a slip ’twixt Regents and Graduation.” “Help your studying and your studying will help you. (At Regents time.”) “Nothing is so likely to make a fellow’s average as studying.” “The first one hundred book reports are the hardest. (This also applies in the reverse form to Algebra problems and Geometry propositions, since the first hundred are the easiest.”) “Fools do the work; wise men copy it.” “He that lives on hope (of cramming at the eleventh hour), will die thinking.” “Industry writes compositions, and book reports; but despair increases them.” “Many a one, for the sake of a dance or a movie, has gone with an empty mind and a zero.” Of course, we all follow all of this advice. A farmer once heard that sawdust could be mixed with chicken feed. He started this experiment and in three weeks was feeding his chickens clear saw- dust. In the spring twelve eggs were hatched. Eleven of the little chicks had wooden legs and the twelfth was a woodchuck. Man (visiting lunatic asylum) : “My dear man, why are you running that wheelbarrow around up side down?” Lunatic: “Because, sir, the last time I wheeled it right side up they filled it with dirt.” 9 9

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 jfijuUyL -A v vs« A 7 fiR This year we have not many exchanges, but we hope to have more next year. Those we have on hand are: “The Blast,” Warsaw, N. Y.—Your poems and write-ups are good, but why not have a few pictures? “The Cardinal,” Fort Ann, N. Y.—A very good little magazine and we like the idea of having letters from graduates published. “The Oracle,” Rensselaer, N. Y.—Good poems and editorials. We like it. “The Jester,” Tully, N. Y.—A very complete hook, interesting in every detail and good pictures; but we like more original drawings. “The Oracle,” Gloversville, X. Y.—We enjoy the varied contents of your magazine, especially the stories. It is an ideal school magazine. C. O. ’30. 24

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A VISIT TO S. H. S. Mr. McSap visits the S. H. S. and tells his wife about it: Say, you know that bunch up to S. H. S. is the funniest gosh-darn mix- up I was ever in. Why, some of them is so dumb they think a meadow lark is a party thrown in the country. I was in the hall for a while before classes were called and sort of listenin’ in on the conversation and confusion. One girl came rushin’ in and yells: “Hey, have you seen my dudah?” I found out afterwards she meant her kerchief but I couldn’t figure out why she didn’t say so. She was a likely lookin’ girl, too—tall and thin, with a blonde boyish haircut and I got to wonderin’ after why they called her ‘Nutsy.’ Wifie: Well, John, do they have much school spirit up there? John: Oh yes. I went to one basketball game and most all the young fel- lers had their spirits in their hip pockets. They’re a lively bunch all right. Mrs. McSap: Why, John, they don’t drink intoxicating liquor, do they? Mr. McSap: Well, as I was tellin’ you, they were talkin’ a lot in the hall and a tall, thin boy with wide shoulders and long legs was talking to another guy. He said: “Peck, do you drink?” And Peck answered: “My goodness, no! Duddy, how you talk !” Well, this ‘Duddy’ person says with a wicked look: “Neither do I. I gotta a hole in my shoulder. I pour it in.” I saw a rather intelligent-looking fellow coinin’ up the hall. He was plump, and someone called him ‘Orner,’ a darn smart name. So I thought I’d kinder get acquainted, and I asked him: “Young feller, how long have you studied in High School?” And he said: “Oh, about two days.” “Why the term’s nearly over!” I said, astonished. “Oil,” nonchalantly—“I’ve been here almost four years!” I walked on and heard a girl say— “Oh, Tom Ryan? He dresses nattily!” I wondered who Natalie was. W1 lile I was there I listened on a lecture Professor Barmore gave. He launched out on his opposing argument, saying: “On the other hand,” and a sly voice from the rear— “She had some warts !” I decided to come home. Harris: “Say Booth, did you ever hear of any big men being born ir Schuylerville ?” Booth: “No, Ed, only babies.” 26