Shull Junior High School - Shullton Yearbook (Easton, PA)

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The Shullion sixteen SECNON 921

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The Shullion Shull is blessed with a crew of teachers That we all have learned to adore And instead of rejoicing the years are gone We regret we can't stay here more. But no, we must start on new adventures, And scattered our paths will be, As we choose our heart's ambitions, Whether it be on land or on sea. But we are glad for the years at Shull, They hold many memories dear, Memories that shall linger in our minds A And shall remain for many a year. So, farewell dear teachers at Shull, Mr. Stecker, and all others too, Tho' we may wander far away We will always think of you. And remember all your kindness, And your help so willingly given, You made our stay a happy one, You've made our lives worth liven. F a r e w e I I Virginia Reilly, 9-4 We, the class of '35 Bid you, dear Shull, farewell, And hope that in the future, You'll have some tales to tell Of the progress made by boys and While students here at school, Of the effort made by one and all, To obey each and every rule. girls Tis with regret we leave you, But we hope we will succeed, When on to higher studies, Our ambitions will proceed. On foundations which were laid here. And now, to you we mean to tell. They were the stepping stones to knowledge By which you served us well. To those who will succeed us, We wish to make this clear, That if you settle down to work You will have naught to fear. The thought we want to leave you, is That, when to us things looked dull, We worked much harder to succeed And uphold the traditions of Shull, Iif teen

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The Shullion One-Ring Circus . GRACE Nl. SEIP AND BETTY J. APGAR, 9-1 The big day for the Knock-'Em-Down-Let 'Em Lay Circus had arrived. The crowds streamed through the gates, as the band, under the direction of Joe Sidoti, was playing The Man on the Flying Trapeze with occasional sour notes through the courtesy of Bob Sassaman. As the people took their seats in the grandstand, the ring master, Otto Kuhs, stepped forward and proclaimed: Lad-ees and Gen-tle-men! We present the most famous high-wire artists o-f the age--Senorita Lilliane Richards and Senor Fred- ericke Walter. As they mounted their trapeze, Senorita Lil- liane became alarmed by a blazing red light in the audience. Thinking that it was a fire, she investigated and found it to be only Benjy Howard with his breath-taking suspendersl ' Then after they performed their seemingly-impossible stunt, they thirs-tily drank a large bottle of Bushkill-Lager Nerve Tonic. CMuch needed by Senorita Richardsj. Next we saw the famous bareback rider, Madame Balen- tine. She rode on -the backs of two sleek, Arabian horses, bal- ancing a huge, Mammoth olive on her head. Just then one of the horses slipped on a banana peel and Madame Balentine flew through the air with the greatest of ease into the strong arms of Senor Predericke Walter, who was straddling his trapezc bar. The olive landed in the mouth of Paul Mclnerney, one of the audience, who hungrily devoured it and anxiously await- ed more. Then we saw Man-Mountain Schrader, the great fighter, opposing the smallest midgets in the show. After he knocked them out, he kindly offered to fight any child Cunder ten years of agej in the audience and, receiving no response, angrily walk- ed away from the ring declaring, That's. gratitude! The next riot-causing act was Stilt-walker Bilder, who was knocked in the head by Madame Leacartia Delores Gaffney. This daring lady had just been shot from the two million can- dle-power cannon in time to separate Bilder from his stilts. At this exciting moment the four thousand pound fat lady, Madame Senorita Sharkey, came waddling by. She was dis- tressed because she had recently lost 500 pounds. CPoor lady, she looked so thin and feeble that it was necessary for her to have an escort in the form of a clown, Angelina Tamborellalj Ring-master Kuhs, becoming alarmed by so many catas- trophies, declared an -end to the eventful show, and the audience returned home with many sorrowful faces. S8U8f!f8811