Shields High School - Patriot Yearbook (Seymour, IN)

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ie rer eeyse - i i iy eee » Ya iy SARI A. Nr Page Twenty-seven T H E Upon being reproved by the Republican editor for not returning more promptly from his paper route, Merrill released himself from the difficulty by saying, ‘“‘Well, you know that Kathryne stays at Aunt Pate’s now.” Mr. Edwards says his Teachers’ Institute lasted four days—but get wise, the last two days of his Institute were held at Deputy. Mr. Edwards promised the Seniors a talk before the close of school. Has he forgotten? Lora and Pansy! How odd that sounds! Pansy and Jewell! Odder still! But oddest of all that I can tell—Kennie and Ophia ! ! Mr. Donaker (in Senior History)—That proposition is as long as it is short. And Louis N. says that must be the way with him. Helen G. decided that she didn’t care for chickens and eggs, but did love to read the evening news. Wonder why? ¢ Our advise to you, Mr. Edwards, is to wait to see the comet until it appears in the evening, for getting up at 4:00 in the morn- ing has too bad an effect. Julius says that he could have made a better recitation in Latin when his mother visited his class, had he not been afraid that she would think him too smart to go to school. Mr. E.—It is easier to rationalize a problem than a person. (Wonder how he knows.) Roy H.—Miss Davison has a sure cure for stoop shoulders. I know cause I have been there. Margaret and Lucile are the headlights And shine all through the class; Joe and Julius are the foot-lights And always come out last. PATRIOT COMMENCEMENT NUMBER LUCILE’S CONCLUSION Walter is fat; All elephants are fat; Therefore Walter is an elephant. Walter likes sauerkraut, Walter is an elephant. Therefore elephants like sauerkraut. Miss Abel (in Soph Latin)—George, what are you reading so fast for? George L.—Because it says here that Caesar was in a hurry to get over into the territory of the Sugambri. Miss Davison (reading)—“The Faculty sat on the platform.” Leland Hadley—‘Oh, Miss Davison, didn’t they have any chairs?” Mick was questionea by his mother the other day as to how he happened to tear his pants. He being a-very brilliant Latin student answered the louowing: “Mater, darlinibus, rightibus noligntorum, rickety gate post pantaloonstorum. Pneribus kissibus. Sweet pueltorum. Puellibus likibus, Wantie somorum, Matribus hear:bus, Sweetie puellorum. Kickibus pueribus, Out of tne doorum.” His mother said no more. Berkley sat on the desk, His head was in a whirl; His eyes and mouth were full of hair, His arms were filled by a girl. Mr. E. predicts that a comet in the form of a test will hit the Freshmen pretty hard.

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A HIGH SCHOOL SLUGGER. A little boy came up to bat, And on his hed was A red soda cap; He played second base, And you bet your life When he came to bat He slugged just right Get out, little boy, Out from the runs For Whitson surely has Knocked a home run. It has stood for many a day, And its held many a joy, And the teachers work without pay, Just to pass the time away. Prof. Edwards examining Louis C. “And you attend the class for Mathematics?” Yes, sir.” “How many sides has a circle?” “Two.” “And what are they?” “An outside and an inside.” Hazel Henderson to Julius: I do not want a touring car, And a roadster will not do; All I want on life’s boulevard, Is a runabout and you. Miss Abel to Junior Latin class: - Twinkle, twinkle, my few stars, How I wonder where the rest of you are, If I had a few more like you, Then I know my cares would be few. Frank Weineke is very proud because Miss Davison said he was the star of the Composition class. COMMENCEMENT NUMBER THE PATRIOT Page Twenty-sie Joe McDonald on applying for position in Andrews-Schwenk drug store was asked what nights he wanted off. He replied, “Well let me see”— Monday Night—Mary Lee and I go walking. Tuesday Night—I take Mary Lee to Dreamland Wednesday Night—I call on Mary Lee Galbraith. Thursday Night—Mary Lee and I sit on Miller’s porch. Friday Night—The crowd goes down to Galbraith’s. Saturday night—Mary Lee comes down town. Sunday Night—I have to take Mary Lee home from church. But I will be willing to stay any other night. Miss Abel nearly has a fit, If our Latin we don’t git, ; And after school we have to sit While she gets off Cicero’s mighty wit. Diary of Julius T., written when he should have been writing Latin: - 3:02%—I really cannot get Latin now, it is too warm. 3:04—Bud G. just now said he adored Latin. 3:05 2-3—A white mule is now passing and I must watch it. 3:1444—The white mule is now making a funny noise.. 3:15—Miss Abel is coming down the aisle. I must write Latin. “You have already by many previous decisions”— 3:21—It was all a false alarm, she just came back to speak to Louis. 3:21 2-83—I do wish the bell would ring, I don’t luke to have to work so hard. 3:zo—Here comes Miss Abel again, now for Latin. “Cataline is at this very minute marching toward our city with’— 3:30—There goes the bell. Goodbye Latin. The following was printed in our Christmas number: “The class of -13 is noted for its pretty girls! Wake up boys!” And they did. Mr K. (in Senior German)—Where did Johann get the helmet? Edna D.—A woman gave it to a man and the man gave it to some other woman!

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COMMENCEMENT NUMBER TBE Ora says Mr. Kamman hasn’t the German feeling. vonder how she knows. On account of the most urgent petition of Blaine, we have promised not to put anything in the “Patriot” concerning him in certain stated relations. Edna D. is trying to decide which is best, to love one and hate the rest, or to hate the one and love all the rest. PiAvTeR 2G: 1 Page Twenty-eight Oh! Luella, why did you remain at Galbraith’s after your friends had departed? Mr. Kamman—‘“Ethel, tell about the engagement.” Ethel—‘“‘Why, I-er-I haven’t any.” The information has just come to light, that Browning has written a new poem entitled ‘‘Sapolio.”