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

Page 17 text:

Spring, Nineteen Thirty-two 15 •+ R Premelh) Le§§dDmi -------------------------------------------------------------------+ “One, two, or three or four. Down by the—” came the words from the piano as Jane, supposedly carefree, reviewed her regular evening course. “Jane, how about those French lessons ?” inquired her mother. “Oh, I hate this more than anything,” she complained leaving the piano and returning to her deserted book lying on the table. “Lessons come first; then pleasure.” “Mother, when did you pick that up ? I’ve never heard you say that before. How strange! Well, surely we don’t have this lesson. No, it must be this one. I’ll confess I don’t know. Where was I when she assigned the lesson ? What’s the diff. Mary will know,” she added hastening to the telephone and calling the familiar number. The following conversation was heard by Jane’s parents while the girls chatted happily. “How’re you anyway! Oh, I’m fine considering my embarrassment today. Wasn’t that terrible? You know I just didn’t know what to say. Oh, it may be funny to you but not so here. I know it. I don’t blame you a bit, Mary. By the way, what is our assignment in French ? Wasn’t that sweet of her. Thanks a lot, kid. So long.” Jane proceeded to procure all her necessary articles for the terrible French lesson. She had been studying about five minutes when she encountered difficulty. “That’s tough. I just can’t remember what she told us to substitute for that noun. Oh, well, I’ll put ‘la,’ maybe it will be only one mistake.” “Telephone, Jane.” “Hope it’s Ruth. Hie! Well, now what am I always doing? No, French. Oh, didn’t you like that pale shade? So becoming, too. I tried one on just like it. Sure. I’ll bet I know what was occupying your mind about that time. Why silly of you. I’m not either. Never was, and never will be. Did you notice that every noon the same kids are always in the same places? No, indeed, you heard wrong. Oh, I see. Well, I fear you’ve called the wrong number as I’ve just started mine. I wanted to ask you about the answer to the fifth question. Oh, that isn’t right, is it? Didn’t she say to substitute whenever possible? I always did have a time with those old pronouns anyway. What pronouns do you substitute in the first blank in the seventh part ? I believe you’re right. Thanks so much. I may get it done after all. All right. I’ll be seein’ you.” Never did the girls tire of refreshing the days’ events on the telephone every evening when asking about lessons. But sometimes the elongated conversations were interrupted by the assurance of their parents that they had talked overtime. Anyway, lessons came first. —B. Price.

Page 16 text:

14 +------- Spring, Nineteen Thirty-two down his back and a bright colored blanket over his shoulders. The throbbing of tom toms set the savage warriors to dancing around the fire, shrieking and hollering to the top of their voices. At last when the war dance was over the savages leaped on their ponies to make their attack on Savannah Colony. The colonists were taken unaware. Dave was plowing the tract of land which was his, and Rachel was in the cabin when they heard the terrorized cry that the Indians were coming. Rachel and Dave fled towards the block house, but they were too late to escape. A shower of arrows fell around them but left them uninjured. Red Cloud galloped toward them and stopped. The chief gazed hard at Dave, but Dave didn’t recognize him in his war regalia. Red Cloud gave some directions to his braves in an unintelligible Indian language and they then galloped off on their ponies, leaving Savannah Colony safe from attack. —Floyd Norman. WHAT TO READ AND HEAR. When you read, what do you read? Do you pick up a newspaper and read only the comic sections and all about the murders ? If so, you are not getting the full value of all the good articles in newspapers. On the front page, and also scattered throughout the whole paper, are articles on governmental affairs. High school students who think that these are for older people are mistaken. Who should know what is going on in our country better than the coming generation? In all papers there are editorials. These are always interesting and helpful if one only takes the time to read them. Most every newspaper also has a space devoted to poems and pieces of good prose. There are some very lovely and inspiring thoughts in these columns. Also, there is usually a page devoted to writing up the best books of the time. Then there are such worthwhile things in magazines. Magazines are bought generally for the fiction in them. However, besides this there are good editorials and many articles of universal interest. Most radios are tuned to dance orchestras or serial stories. Have you ever heard the college debates or news flashes'? If you will only sit and really listen to them you will see that they aren’t nearly “so dry” as you think. Of special interest are the programs given by the Navy Department of the United States. In these they explain, as they actually do it, just how people can be rescued from sunken submarines or like incidents. These should interest boys especially. Next time you feel like gossiping, why not show your friends how learned you really are and also how entertainingly you can talk without criticizing someone? —Elizabeth Newton. A FAMOUS ATHLETE. “I am always on the team,” said the horse-fly.

Page 18 text:

16 + ---- Spring, Nineteen Thirty-two A—B—C—D— ETC. Alice Alldredge admitted accepting Askew’s advice and authority about all American aviators, asserting all accidents are always astonishing and adventuresome. Alice Alldredge actually admitted accepting Auntie’s advice and authority about acute aches and ate apples accordingly acknowledging advertised aspirin as an ample accessory. Bonnie Brady, being bashful, believes, brave bold, burly bank bandits belong back behind big bright bars. Charlie Church’s charming companion cleverly caressed Charlie, causing considerable comment ’cause Charlie consumed chocolate candy. Dorothy Daum deliberately discussed depression during dark, dreary December days, desperately deciding dingy dotted dimity dollar dresses dyed do double duty daily despite dusty desks. Fair Faye Fell’s faithful freckle-faced fellow, Frank, fidgeted frightfully for five French-frocked flappers, feeling foxy, flirted fast, foiling Frank’s frail future forever. Humorous Herschel Hackwith, holding his handsome head high, humming harmonious heavenly hymns, hoping hundreds heard him, hurried happily home, having held high heroic honors here. Jovial Jeannette Johnson, judging jabbering janitor’s jolly, jerked Junior’s jersey jacket, jokingly jarred jealous Jo Jackson’s Jewish Journal, joining Jewel’s joking jesters. Modest Marie McMullen, meeting many mean mannered masculine motorists Monday morning managed matters morosely, merely missing magnificent maroon machines, making mailmen meditate madly, meaning more missed meals. (Maybe.) “Scoop” Smith, society’s secret service scholar, simply stood slightly stooped, selecting shiny sea-shells, seriously scaring some seventeen sweet, shy shivering Sophomores. Wonder why whistling Wayne Wilson worships women who wear white woolen wraps while waltzing? —Bradie. BRING ON THE FUN. Was there excitement in the royal palace? Well, I guess there was! For, wasn’t this the wedding day of Prince Carol and Princess Helen? And weren’t the cooks having convulsions in the kitchen because no fish were available for the great wedding feast ? Was a day ever so crammed? All these questions can emphatically be answered YES! “But,” bawled the fat Ileta, head cook for the king and queen, “Was anyone ever married without fish for the feast ?” “Indeed, no,” answered the upstairs maid. Then a rap came on the back door and the porter ushered in a poor old fisherman, fairly weighed down with fish.