Stonewall High School - Confederate Yearbook (Clearbrook, VA)

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1. Our trip to Washington. 2. Any mail today. 3. Remember that bus. 4. There goes Leroy. 5. Stonewall’s car- pen ers. 6. Lunch period. 7. Look at the birdie, our g.eal photographer. 8. Look pretty. Sophomores. 9. Our office corner. 10. Driver, we’re rooting for you. 11. The scene behind the scene. 12. 3:15, the day is done. 13. The Home Artts girls can sew. 14. Look pretty the photographer is here. 15. What a cute couple.. Seems like old times. 16. Come on boys. 17. Who hid behind those fa se faces. 18. Watch that play. 19. Busy for once. 20. We had coca colas. 21. Wanted-house cleaner. 22. Could it be the railroad gang. 23. Hurry up, we’re thirsty. 75

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EWALL CHOOL 1. Love birds-Ritter and Hetty Smith. 2. Fellows! look at those bashful faces. 3. “Hi-0 Silver”, Cline. 4. Three musketeer . 5. Ethel Lee and Hilda Tenry sunning ' themselves. 6. Glenvil, upside down. 7. Alfred in action. 8. Football boys. 9. Happy Sophomores. 10. Ruthie Berg-glamour girl. 11. Doris and Hobby in a dancing mood. 12. All that energy and no score, too bad girls. 13. Hilda no get up without slips. 14. Boden, Lee, and Jobe. 15. Berg, Kackley, and Lee. 16. Curtis Janet and Doc posing.” 17. Mr. Rush, victim of the camera.

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JOKES Mr. Harper—“Catherine, what kind of birds are frequently kept in captivity?” Catherine—“Jail birds.” Miss Slifer—“When do leaves begin to turn?” James Dye—“The day before exams.” Father—“Leroy, I’m ashamed of you. When George Washington was your age he was hard at work as a surveyor.” Leroy—“Yes, and when he was your age he was President of the United States!” Deavor—“You can’t believe a thing you read in the papers. Nobody could be that fat.” Curtis—“How fat ? ” Deavor—“Well, here’s a story about an English woman who lost two thousand pounds.” Miss Alther—“Tommy, what is a hypocrite?” Charles Robertson:—“A boy who comes to school with a smile on his face.” Kathleen S.—“Why are the skies clearer over New York than over London?” Anna Marie—“That’s easy. New York has sky scrapers.” Miss Shiley—“Can you take out these rust spots on my coat?” Tailor—“Rust spots ? ” Miss Shiley—“Well, didn’t you tell me this suit would wear like iron?” When Phyllis was small she asked her Mother, “Mother, how much tooth paste must I put on my brush ? ” Her Mother replied: “Oh, about tthe size of a bean.” Phyllis squeezed the tooth paste until her brush was full. Mother—“I said the size of a bean.” Phyllis—“Oh, but Mummy, this is the size of a string bean.” Dora Alice—“Nancy, what is flattery?” Nancy—“Flattery is having somebody else te’l us the nice things we have always thought about ourselves.” Someone asked a little boy to define the word “appetite.” His answer was prompt. When you’re eating, you’re appy, and when you get through, you’re tight. That’s appetite!” Bobby—“Boy oh boy! That was some blonde with you last night.” Alfred—“Dunno.” I just opened my wallet and there she was.” Buddy Miller—“Where did you get that black eye, Marshall?” Marshall—“I went over to that little tavern and was struck by the beauty of the place.’ Nancy, standing on the shore watching the re¬ volving beacon on the light house. Sailors are certainly patient, she observed. The wind has blown that light out at least a dozen times and they keep lighting it again. Buddy C.—“Why did the little moran take a hammer to bed with him?” John Ritter—“I don’t know, why did he?” Buddy—-“He said he was going to hit the hay.” Mr. Ellmore—“What do you expect to be when you graduate?” Boots Teets—“An old man.” Mrs. Kersey—“What is a censor?” Jim Crim—“A guy who sticks his No’s in other people’s business.” Miss Lloyd—“Mention one of the customs of Christmas time.” David F.—-“Running into debt.” Doctor—“How are you feeling, Donnie?” Donnie—“I feel alright but I can hardly breath.” Doctor—“Don’t worry, I’ll soon stop that.” George Travers—“My girls’ just like an auto¬ mobile radiator.” Bud Keckley—“How’s that?” George—“She’ll freeze up if you don’t keep her filled witht alcohol.” Virginia—“Sh-h, I hear someone talking.” Jennie Lou—“No you don’t, It’s just one of them rats in your hair, whisperin in your ear.” Hilda—“Betty, what kind of stone would you like to have in a ring?” Betty Pugh—“Oh Hilda, I have heard so much about baseball diamonds. Do you think they are very expensive.” First Patient—(Waiting in doctor’s office). How do you do? I’m aching from neuritis.” Second Patient—“Glad to meet you. I’m Thomp¬ son from Chicago.” Castleman:—I want to buy a pair of shoes. Clerk:—I ’m sorry, but we don’t carry shoes in stock. Castleman: What kind of drugstore is this, any¬ how Father:—I’ll be glad to help you with your home¬ work, son.” Dickey Lewis:—“Thanks, but I might as well get it wrong by myself.” Wilson: “Back from the holidays, eh? Feel any change ?” Armel:—“Not a penny.” Judge: “Last time you were here, I told you I never wanted to see you again.” Doc: “That’s what I told the cop, but he in¬ sisted on bringing me here.” Mrs. Homar, despairing of teaching her young¬ est pupil to read numbers, enlisted the aid of the boy’s father. The father wrote “3” on the black¬ board. “Three,” said the son. The father wrote “5”. “Five,” said the son. The father wrote “8.” “Pretzel,” said the son. 76