Tomahawk High School - Kwahamot Yearbook (Tomahawk, WI)

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Q Z i HUMOR PLEASE HAVE MERCY WITH US Us editors work till our hair is gray, Till our finger tips are sore, But some poor fish is sure to say, I've heard that joke before. -Editor. T. H. S. is like a wash machine: you get out of it what you put in, but never recog- nize it. Bonzo Dean: My girl thinks l'm a wit. Fran Theiler: Well she's half right. Up and atomn, cried the molecule as the electron charged. VVife: John-John, get up! The gas is leakingf' John: Well, put a pan under it, and go to bedf' Frosh: '!VVhat are you taking at school ? Junior: !'Anything l can get my hands ,I on. Chuck L.: What would you say if I asked you to marry me? Betty B.: Nothing Chuck: Nothing? Why? Betty: Well, you see I can't talk and laugh at the same time. EXTRA! EXTRA! They just discovered that 'll can't give you anything but Love,'l was written by a Scotchman. Street Car Conductor: Your fare, Klissf' Punt Swanson: Do you really think so? H Howard W.: The doctor said I must stop smoking. Qne lung is nearly gone. Nluggs C.: Oh dear, can't you hold out until we've got enough coupons for the ring? H llfliss Parrot: I am very much tempted to give you written work todayf' Edward Evenson: As the Lord said- 'Yield not to temptationf U Mr. Nickel: UWIIHI is our lesson today?'l Seavey: On three pages. Pearl H.: Do you file your finger nails? Gret. S.: No, I just cut them off and throw them away. H THE TEN COIVIIVIANDMENTS I Thou shalt miss school whenever thou wishes to. It will save the teacher work, and thyself the inconvenience of getting up in the morning. 2 Thou shalt whisper whenever thou wishes to. 3 Thou shalt chew gum if it pleases thy- self. 4 Thou shalt throw all thy waste paper on the floor, let the janitor pick it up as that's what he's paid for. 5 Do not injure thy spine by sitting up straight in class, sit in any position that is comfortable. 6 Whenever you have an idea, speak! Do not wait until someone eise hath fiinished lest thou forget. 7 Do not overtax thy brain hy studying, hut for the sake of appearances, carry a book home occasionally. 8 If thou c0n'st not do thy own work, then thou shalt use thy neighbors. ' 9 Thou shalt take all thy playthings to school with thee, so that thy classes may be more interesting. 10 Thou shalt honor thy teachers and prin- cipal and listen with awe to the words of wisdom which fall from their lips. X Nliss Bucklin: lf you were going to make a profit and loss statement, on what would you make it ? Dean: On paper.

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APOLOGIES TO WHIT'l'IER Blessings on the little dame. Bareback girl with knees the same, VVith thy rolled down silken hose And thy thin transparent clothes. lVith thy red lips reddened more Smeared with lipstick from the store. VVith thy makeup on thy face And thy bobbed hair justly graced. Are you laughing at me ? demanded the teacher of a class. No, came the answer in chorus. VVell,'i insisted the teacher, what else is there in the room to laugh at? hlotherz Give the dog a bath and see if you can't get rid of some of his fleas. Dean: lt's no use mother, because for every Hea l drown ten more come to the funeral. lvliss Floyd: What are liquid assets ? Tony VV.: Cash deposits of a bootleg- ger. STUDENTS PLAINT When l am dead, bury me deep. Put my English book under my feetg Put my shorthand under my head: Tell Miss Bucklin she knows why dead, Tell Mr. Boyle l tried my best. And now don't grieveg lt's no use to fret, Because l met my death At the T. H. S. l'm TEACHERS REPLY lVhen l'm dead as l soon shall be Tell the Shorthand class they didn't kill me. They only helped with all the rest. Put Pat Steinhafel who's such a pest ln boiling oil flt's my last requestll Put my class cards into the furnace They'll still say, 'fShe didn't learn us. Ah! the faculty VVill envy me. Since where l go No flunkers bel CAN YOU INIAGINE Peanut lVcstbrook six feet tall? Harold Budsberg dating a girl? Harold Sparks wearing short pants? Nluggs Clark not chewing gum? Emerson Seavey concentrating on his work? Mr. Boyle telling the Sophomores they work too hard? Gus VVurl making a free throw? Florence Smith saying l don't know? Chuck Lacy not being mischievous? The orchestra playing for us? Ted Dolan getting to school on time? Bob. Hebert with a soft sweet voice? Butch Wee with number four shoes? Elzeor Myfre sprouting wings? Punt Swanson passing up her friends in the hall? John Nelson going hungry? Dean Grube sitting still? Pearl Higgins without a date? Gertrude Reinhold getting fat? Betty Bishop without giggling? Regina Likwarz without her egg skin? Elmer Bell without blushing? Joyce White with dark hair? Hazel Timm without a crush? Billy Ball with enough sleep? Edward Evenson coming to school? Nlilton Harris and Virgene Ziegler danc- ing together? lvy Roehrborn without her daily letter from Casey? Esther Oquist with a boyish bob? lllarie Van Harpen talking loud? Bob. Krueger forgetting his Merrill dates? Pat Steinhafel studying to be a minister? Elizabeth Kellaher being dumb? bliss Berger and Bliss Floyd missing a basketball game? Said He: ln the gloaming oh my darling VVhen the lights are dim and low VVith your face all powder painted How am l, Sweetheart, to know? Twice this month l've had to wrap up Every coat that l possess To the cleaner-won't you. darling Love me more and powder less? Said She: ln the gloaming oh my darling VVhen the lights are dim and low, That your cheeks are sharp with whiskers You can bet your boots l know, If l powder l must do it Or else suffer great distress: Buy a razor, won't you darling Lather more-l'll powder less. ..29-.