Toulon Township High School - Tolo Yearbook (Toulon, IL)

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14 FEBRUARY, NINETEEN TWENTY-SEVEN H©M Y®ainr §Ml g§ •iiiiii.iiiili'ininini iiiiarini uni ■iiiiiiiii'iriiiiiiii iitfiiitiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiir'iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiaMiiiiiaiiaiitiiaiitiiiiiaiiiiiaiiiiiitiaiiBiifMiuiMinaiii'i Miss Tyler—“Stuart, give me a sentence with the word viaduct in it.” Stuart M.—“He threw a tomato at me, that’s viaduct.” Gertrude—“I believe sheep are the stupidest living creatures.” Alec.—“Yes, my lamb.” Janet Nowlan—“What’s good to clean worry with?” Dale Montgomery—“Try a shampoo.” Buck Whittaker wants to know where the industrial revolution was fought. The laziest man I can imagine is one who sits up all night to keep from washing his face in the morning. This space was reserved for a good joke on Curly, but he didn’t want it put in this time. Mary Pyle—“What could be sadder than a man without a country?” Bernice Fell—“A country without a man.” Where can a man buy a cap for his knee? Or a key to the lock of his hair? Can his eyes be called an academy Because there are pupils there? In the crown of his head what gems are found? Who travels the bridge of his nose? Can he use, when shingling the roof of his house The nails on the end of his toes? Can the crook in his elbow be sent to jail? If so, what did he do? How does he sharpen his shoulder blades? I’ll be hanged if I know, do you? Can he sit in the shade of the palm, of his hand? Or beat on the drum of his ear? Does the calf of his leg eat the corn of his toes? If so, why not grow com on his ears? Speaking of Fruit Sometimes a fellow makes a date with a peach he believes will turn out to be the apple of his eye, but eventually she proves a lemon that no sensible chap would care a fig for!

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FEBRUARY, NINETEEN TWENTY-SEVEN 13 Lawnglhi awnd (Sitodw PM i Uni ■ I l l mu • ■ I ■iilii|MI;i|iilii|iiliil: liii;iliiliiliiliiliiliiliiiMr'|ii|ii|iiBii|!iiiiiii|ii|!i|Mlii|iiliiliiliilii|iil:ii;i|ii|iil!iliiliilii|ii|' n Here’s to Ward, Philip, Don, Hayden, Clifton, Walter, Samuel, Clarence and Stuart. A FORD PSALM The Ford is my master; I shall not live in peace. It maketh me to lie down in both mud and dust: it leadeth me in the paths of grease. It restoreth my license dues; it leadeth me in the paths of shame and disgrace for its name’s sake. Yea, though I go thru the dark shadows of the night, I know thou are with me; the jolting of thy springs maketh me to ache. Thou prepareth a string of bills in the presence of mine creditors; thou anointest my head with oil; my wrath runneth over. Surely if this thing follows me all the days of my life, I will dwell in the house of the insane forever. Carl Hamilton—‘’How much are those plums?” Grocer—“Ten cents a peck.” Carl—“What do you think I am, a bird?” Evan Newman—“Once upon a time there were three children and half of them was boys.” Randall Fell—“Go on, I suppose the other half was girls.” Zip.—“Oh, no, they wer boys too.” Miss Acheson—“What is Socialism?” Lawrence H.—“It is claiming the attention of the most charming people of the world.” Dale Montgomery—“Why don’t you grow a little?” Charlie—“Because I can get on the bus for half fare.” Jack Gibson says it was Nip and Tuck between Jinks McLennan’s dog and him for a block, then the dog nipped and Jack took a jump and landed cn Mr. Nowlan’s porch. Anna—“Will you buy me a new dress for the party, father?” Mr. Price—“Where is the one you had?” Anna—“A moth has eaten it.” Lester Winans (in art gallery)—“My, what an ugly portrait, why that’s awful.” Ruth Milnes—“Don’t be silly Lester, that’s a mirror.”

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FEBRUARY, NINETEEN TWENTY-SEVEN 15 Fnrsil § gflim g§tt gr Moaner Slondleinitts liiliii:i|ii|:iliiliili;i!ii:ili!liili:iiili:ii:ii:iiiliiliii; liii.iiiiaiilitliiliiliiliii:il l tliiliiliniiluiiiliiliiiMi l;:iiiliiliilin iniiiliiiiiliilitliillianiiill. For the first semester we have an unusually large honor roll, pupils getting out of all their examinations. A noteworthy item is that three Seniors, four Freshmen and only one Sophomore are on the list. The students gaining highest honors are: Ruth Fuller, Maude Davis, Mildred Jack-son, Lucy Griffith, Ruth Milnes, Lester Winans, Lorraine Jones, Keith Brown. Marion Martin, Clae Swango, Thelma Ward. Especial honors for escaping the clutches of three grim exams are due the following: Ruth Bowman, Milo Churchill, Gene Fowler, Helen Jackson, Mae Swango, Dorothy McClellan, Bonnie Welch, Florence Wilkinson, Elsie Dutton. A still larger number were excused from two examinations. Credit is due these also, who excell in two subjects, showing either their superior mind along certain lines or that they really enjoy half of their school work, for if you cannot enjoy a subject it is twice as hard to really gain any recognition in it than otherwise and undoubtedly the following fall under one of the above classes: Pauline Beamer, Wilna Beamer, J. A. Bowman, James Carter, Faye Edwards, Opal Ingles, Marcia Jackson, Evelyn Leigh, Clifton Smith, Genevieve Turnbull, Margaret McLennan, Rachel McKee, Diantha Morrell, Nellie Minton, Amy Newsman, Bernice Newton, Grace Nellinger, Pauline Price, J. Mae Price, Alice Pierson, Ruth Schmidt, Samuel St. John. The following got out of one examination. Something to boast about even if not everything. Ola Ballentine, Nelle Chaudoin, Edith Carter, Madalyn Colwell, Louise Egbert, Bernice Fell, Paul Hamilton, Hayden Heaton, Walter Headley, Karl Hamilton, Margaret James, Ina Matson, Harold Nicholson, Anna Price, McKenzie Shultz, James Shearer, Minott Silliman, Margaret Swope, Gerald Sweat, Glenn Tuthill, Kermit Turner. Philip Beamer—“Do you go to Sunday school regularly?” Clarence Heaton—“Yes.” Phil. B.—“Well, it never did me any good either.” There Are Some People So Dumb That They Think: Oliver Twist is a dance. I. W. W. is a broadcasting station. Sing Sing is the Chinese national anthem. Babe Ruth is a chorus girl. A football coach is a new style of enclosed car. Margaret Swope—“Can a cigar box?” Marcia Jackson—“No, but a tomato can.”