Shenango High School - Tomahawk Shen Hi Yearbook (New Castle, PA)

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3 O r1u1E5f:,g 4- . - CLASS KNOCKE cont'd JOHN PACK is the great ambler of the class. Everytime I see him ambling down the hall I get sea sick. JEAN McCRACKEN came from Harlansburg the beginning of the term. She boasted she would knock the boys off their feet, but I guess they caught themselves in time. Quietness is usually considered a virtue, but it can be carried to extremes for instance: MABEL COTTON, OLGA JOHNSON, GRACE PALERINO, and CARRIE WHITACBE of the girls, and of the boys PAUL SHAFTIC and ABT HENNCN. It seems a little strange that there are more girls than boys. Usually a preacher's daughter is pretty calm, but DORIS WILLIAMS is a fire cracker. HENRY DEM ROSKI is our chief salesman. He stays up all night thinking what he is to say, then forgets it in the morning because he is so sleepy. Did you ever hear MIKE KOVACH play the violin? Well, don't. DOT B OWN and NORA SNYDER ought to wear glass shoes when they dance so their feet can see where they are going. The marriage fever seems to have struck the Senior Class. Not only have we lost Tanner and.Mills, but I hear Julia Hooker is engaged. Have you noticed the far away look in ELSIE McCONAHY'S and PEG KENNEDY'S eyes? I can easily explain thatg they're dreaming of Zelienople and Ellwood City. PETE SMETANA has won the perfect attendance record of the class. He manages to get to school at least two days out of the week. JOHN LONG and RALPH SWOPE are the two ladies' men. They think the girls are stuck on them. They'd both look good on a collar ad. We hear LUELLA RIGBY enjoyed the basketball season, but we imagine the trips might have been more pleasant had Leal been allowed to travel by way of the bus too. Leaving these less knockable seniors, we will shift to the more knockable faculty. We don't like to object to the teachers, however, we know that their job is to keep the bunch together and to provide entertainment for us during the periods when we honor them with our presence. Mrs. Zeigler, our esteemed gym teacher, is our class supervisor and runs this class with an iron hand. No matter what she wants done, we do it. She was so successful with us that she decided to go into a larger field, so she got herself a husband. Some teachers, for instance, Mr. Sowash and Ur. Beatty, should be going to kindergarten instead of teaching high school. These teachers! Each thinks his subject is the one and only worth studying, and how they do pile up the work, especially Mr. Ball and Mr. Phelps. All they do the whole period is to harp on what they expect from the class. U I've always heard a man is supposed to be innocent until proved guilty, but in Miss Barker and Mr. Brown's opinion, they are guilty until proved innocent. Mr. Canan probably does more bluffing than any other three teachers He's become so good at bluffing they call him Hitler II, When I first came here Pop Johnston had a nice crop of hair, but

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, ., ,,.,--ma.- 1 I T'V!23a1 , 'rr I 1 ,., CLASS KNOCKER Taskmasters and fellow slaves. Although most people do not realize it, the knocker holds a very important position in this world of ours. Some one knocked the old route to China, and Columbus set out to find a new one. I shall knock this high school and take a chance of being mobbed. H LEN KELLY, our president, thinks she's good looking. You can easily burst that bubble by taking a good look at her. PEG SHAFFER at the beginning of the year was elected treasurer of the class. She collected a few hundred bucks of class dues and then disappeared for a few days. For Peg's welfare and for the wel- fare of our depleted treasury, we decided to look her up. HARRY HARE was elected in the Junior year, and he had the nerve to report a deficit of one cent. I don't see how anyone could be so tight. The wise members of our class are RUTH McFERREN, FRANCIS ALEXANDER, and RUTH MAYBERRY. They wash the blackboards, dust erasers, and the most intelligent thing they do is to sleep during recitation periods so the teachers won't know how dumb they actually are. The majority of us poor students have to get out of bed and leave our pleasant dreams to come to this prison at the unspeakable hour of 8:15 in a contraption that wouldn't have given Noah confidence. WART THCMPSON, HARVEY KETZEL, HERMAN LECHNER, our ten o'clock scholars, come late every day and get away with it. fAnd to make matters worseb now a days we can't even sleep. Numerous complaints have come from CB T McDONALD, DANNY FBENGEL, CALVIN WHITE and GEORGE MURPHY. They have been on the war path ever since FRANCIS CLARK started driving that 1914 thrashing machine to school. MARIE BENSON and OLIVE COCHRAN come a close second to GIBBY for the nearest approach to a mule's UHee Hawu. I don't have to say much about IDA BETTY CLARK. She's Rusty to you. BILL WHITACRE, better known as nBluffing Babyn, thinks he's a specialist in the art of bluffing. JOHN ZAK shows signs of being a great poet. In English class he wrote a poem called, Wkuthn. As we have two Ruths in the class, I didn't know which one it was. I asked him which Ruth it was, and he said he cou1dn't figure which one was the best so he wrote about both. D DE SCHWEIKERT has decided to take a post graduate courseg her chief subject will be WKeeping an Eye on Jimmie.n BULISCO, McILTBOT, WERESUK and WILLIAMS managed to make the foot- ball team, because the coach lacked good material and was forc to use them. MARY JANE LAWRENCE said she wanted to be a doctor. She did not say what kind of a doctor she wanted to be, but we do know she is fond of horses. DORIS MILES must be starting a library at home. Everytime I look at the over due list of books she usually has about ten out. ALZETTA PANDER as a bally-hoo artist she's a wonder. She is per- petually making announcements in the Senior Class.

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x The zqggpgk W-li Y C - P 0 'VW I i f . f 1 I Pf GLASS KNOCKER, cont'd now I notice there is a neat little bald spot developing. we must have caused him a lot of worry during the last four years. Mr. McCullough has a bald spot too, but he didn't get it from worry. He got it from sleeping too much. Miss Cowmeadow has begun to grow out of her inferiority complex, especially with men. Watch your step, Mr. Sowashg this is leap year. Even though I was elected knocker, I don't have my diploma in hand. Maybe I had better let them down easy. There are a few organizations I must knock before I quit. It is an old custom here, to go to assebmly and be tormented by some dry speeches. We wou1dn't mind this so much if we could go to sleep during this, but the seats are too hard and uncomfortable, and the speaker's raving voice does not invite pleasant dreams. The only consolation is the time when we have one in honor of our football team. In the opinion of some of the nearby high school teams, these athletic assemblies should be classed with the assemblies of the Veterans of Spanish American War. . Now the time has come when m knocking must cease. An apology according to tradition should be afflicted upon you. However, I am reminded of an old piece of advice. WNever explain: your friends don't need it and your enemies won't believe it anyway.W What I have said is more or less true: more true if you like it, less true if you didn't. At any rate I am finished and we, I hope, still friends. Harold Dunn