Table Grove High School - Fad Yearbook (Table Grove, IL)

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TABLE GROVE HIGH SCHOOL Some Things Wei Don't Know Willy Mr. Dyar doesn't speak louder in class. Why john Barker and Jesse Keller are late to sch-osl on Mon- day mornings. Wl,iy l3uelah turned Harry Uedwell down. WIIX' Grace and Edward came in late tog-ather one noon. Y. W ay Marcia sits among the Freshi?s. VV'iy Myles occupies a seat so remote from her. In German Class ' Mr. Dyar, tin German elassj: Ralph, translate: Sie packt den Pflug, die Ochsen und den Bauer in ihre Schiirze und bringt sie aufs Feld zuruck. Ralph: She packed the plow, the oxen and the peasant again in her shirt and brought them back to the field. Mr. Dyar Qwith- a disgusted lookj : S-t-u-h-1 means chair. D--e-u-t-s-c-h means German Avoid mistakes in the future. You Must Not Scuflle in the assembly room. Throw chalk or erasers. Run down stairs. Meddle with articles in the laboratory. Co-ngregate around the windows. Go near the b-ellrope. Assemble in the recitation room. TXVENTY-EIGHT

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TABLE GROVE HIGH SCHOOL The Freshman Motto 5 A fair show and a square deal. Colors: Scarlet and Gray. Flotc'vlr: Lily of the Yalley. Class History HE Table Grove High School need not be ashamed of her 1910 Freshmen, for unlike the majority of other Fresh- men classes, we were not green, and from the first were given the proper attention due to the coming class. No class has evier entered the portals of the Table Grove High School with better prospects or higher id-eals. Ourclass is well represented in all branches of athletics, tw-o Freshmen being on our chain- pion girls' basketball team and this Spring will see us among the other teams of the High School. It is also- one of the largest classes that has ever entered the High School. VV'hen old Father Timfe looks over his books of the twentieth century, may each page reveal some wonderful work of an old 1914-er as a F resh- man. ' ' M. P. B. '11, Glennie Parks is large and strong, His head is big and his legs are longg His hair is dark, his feet are small QD On lvlaurine Keach he'd like to call. If they call the skirt' a tube, what's the underskirt-an inner tube ? V Fannie H.: The 'ham' what amf, TVVENTY-SEVEN .

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TABLE GROVE HIGH SCHOOL The Old Clock on the Stairs 9' T was a grand old clock! True, it was rather queer in style, but it had served its time-long and well. For many years it had ticked the time away, day after day, and now Junior stood looking up into its great white face, thinking of the story his father had just told him. His father, from his early youth, had loved the old clock and he told junior how proud he was when his father first brought it home. Wheii he married Junior's mother, a tall, stately and beautiful woman, he had taken the old clock with him to their pretty cottage, where for nearly two years he lived in happiness. Indeed, he found his beautiful wife very extravagant, but loving her as he did, he could not start the first quarrel. l Thus they lived, Junior's father doing his best to give his wife all she wished until in spite of his blindness with his love, he realized that she had grown apart from him. She did not meet l'i.n at the door with her loving smile, as she did in the old days, and if he found her at hom? when he returned from his work, he was greatly surprised. Junior, in the absence of his mother, would play with the neighbo1 s children or wander alone about the house. His mother seemed always to be invited to an afternoon tea or some reception, and he could not go, as he was too little. His father, when he tucked his boy in bed, would sit fornhours by him and, with his head in his lands, gaze thoughtlessly into space. Then came that awful day when his father and mother quarreledl He wondered what it was all about that his mother should tell his father that he could not have the boy. Such had never occurred before. Junior ran crying from the room and stumbling into the corner beside the old clock, sobbed out his grief at the old clockls feet. Then the next morning his father left them and the last' thing he said to his wife was: to be sure to keep her promise to their boy. All the next week Junior spent the days in bitter idleness. His mother, forgetting her promise, was absent more than ever. Junior would tell the old clock his troubles and he was sure it sympathized with him. But one evening as he was passing the old clock on the stairs he saw the big, tall door move slightly. At lirst he almost cried out, but catch- ing sight of a hand which seemed strangely fa'niliar to him, he stopped. Suddenly his father stood before him and catching him in his arms, tolzl him quickly that heihad come to take his little boy away where he should not be left alone at night. H Thus it happened that six months later an old clock was sent to Junior's father with a long letter from his mother, stating that by the time it reached her husband she would be dead, but wishing to be for- 'given by both her husband and child, she had sent the letter along with the old clock, which they had both loved so well in the happy days when it had stood on the stairs. S. B. ,l2. TVNIJZNTY-NINE a