Walkerville Collegiate Institute - Blue and White Yearbook (Windsor, Ontario Canada)

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BLUE AND WHITE The Scotchman was taking a trip on the train. When the train drew to a stop at the first station, he rushed out of the train and rushed back again. At each station there was the same rush and the same rush back. At last his neighbour became curious and questioned the can¬ ny Scot. The answer was: “My doctor told me that I might die any minute, so I’m buying my ticket from station to station.” Doctor: ‘Waist?” Student: “Oh, about 34 inches.” Doctor: “Chest?” Student: “About 38 inches.” Doctor: “Neck?” Student: “Heck, No!” “Those new people across the street seem very devoted,” said Mrs. Jones wistfully to the newspaper which hid her husband. A rustle of the paper was the only reply she got, but she was used to that. “Every time he goes out he kisses her, and he goes throwing her kisses all the wav down the street. Edward, why don’t YOU do that?” “Me!” snorted Mr. Jones. “I don’t know her.” Historians tell us that women used cosmetics in the Middle Ages. For that matter, women in the middle ages still use them. A bishop had been speaking with some feeling about the use of cosmetics by girls. “The more experience I h ve with Unstick.” he declared warmly, “the more distasteful I find it.” Here’s to the girls—the younger ones, Rut the good die young— And who wants a dead one? Here’s to the girls—the old ones, But the old ones dve— And who wants a dyed one? Why does Hitler wear shoes? Se he can’t see defeat (feet). Three-year-old Nancy’s father had installed a new radio. Nancy listened with rapt attention to everything, mus¬ ic, speeches and station announcements. That night she knelt to say her “Now I lay me - ”. At the end she paused a moment and then said, “Tomorrow night at this same time there will be another prayer”. Willie was a little boy, His face you’ll see no more, For what he thought was H20 Was H2S04. A lady lost her dog last week, And this week she went To her local butcher To price the meat for lent . . . He pointed to a sausage link At which the lady looked, And when she said she’d take it, It wagged right off the hook! BONERS An oasis is a futile spot in a desert. The past tense of ‘I want’ is ‘I got’. Dust is mud with the juice squeezed out. In the United States people are put to death by election. How would you make soft water hard? Freeze it. A monologue is a conversation between two people, such as husband and wife. A stethoscope is a spy-glass for looking into people’s chests with your ears. A pedestrian is one of those people mot¬ orists run over. A grass widow is the wife of a dead veg¬ etarian. A sincere friend is one who says nasty things to your face instead of saying them behind your back. A teacher asked a student to make a sentence or verse with the words “an¬ alyze” and “anatomy” in it. The follow¬ ing was submitted by a precocious stud¬ ent: My analyze over the ocean, My analyze over the sea; Oh, who will go over the ocean And bring back my ana-to-my? Page Eighty-seven

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BLUE AND WHITE thinking of Indians, of all the danger, mystery and glorious adventure that was wrapped up in that arrowhead. Reminiscing, the old sage began to relate various local stories, but the one that interested me was how “Fighting Island” got its name. “It seemed”, began the old man, “that many years ago, prize-fighting was unlawful. In those days young men fought for the honour of being champ¬ ion boxer. Young men stood toe to toe and slugged with bare fists until one man dropped. “Now there were two bronzed sinewy lads who came to these parts about the same time, and each claimed to be the chnmr ion fighter of the world. The one, an Irishman, slightly more massive than the other, challenged anybody to try to battle him with bare fists. The other h-bl°d from Wales and on hearing the challenge quickly accepted. Fight fans thrilled, and in order to avoid a run-in with the law, a ferry-boat was hired, and forty or fifty followers took the two young fighters to an un¬ inhabited island, half-way down the De¬ troit River. Here a ring was set up and the Irishman and the Welshman ham¬ mered each other relantlesslv. The bat¬ tle raged on unendingly and in the fort¬ ieth round the Irishman swung a right from his heels and connected solidly on the head of his opponent. The Welsh lad went down limply and the fight seemed to have ended as quickly as it started. The referee counted to nine, but there was no need to count farther. At the word nine the Welshman leaped into the air and caught the Irishman behind the ear with a clenched fist. Down went the Ir ' sh boy, but de did not stir at the count of nine; he slept soundly. The Welsh lad had won fairly and squarely; he was the unsung champion of the world. For many years after this episode, prize-fights were staged on this island and more than likely some of the great¬ est borers end fighters in history de¬ fended their honour there. Thus it was not without reason that it was named Fighting Island. Ronald Doidge. Junior Basketball (Continued from page 70) him a regular post on the squad. Fd. Sahagian. The very shifty style of playing that Ed. displayed this year made him a hard man to guard and a continual threat to opposing teams. Ed. Brown. Ed’s spirit and fight incited the team to win many games this year. This boy could not complete the season and his absence was greatly felt by the Junior lads. Cord. Hand. Gord was a very reliable alternate this year. We feel sure that next yar he will have a regular berth on the squad. Bob Marshall. Bob was another good substitute who sparked the team. Junior Hockey (Continued from page 72) Bob Daniels, Brock Jones, J ; m Adams, Russel Lalonde. These lads made very reliable alternates, although they didn’t play much they perfected an ingenious bit of team-work which they exhibited between periods while being closelv sup¬ ervised by the team manager, Gabby Strickland. This is how these boys work¬ ed: each leaped on to the ice at the same time with shovel in hand; at a word from Mr. Klinck they were away on a sneedy exhibit ' on of fancy skating and ice-cleaning—that lasted a full five min¬ utes. After this these public idols wear¬ ily wobbled off the ice amid the cheers and shouts of the admiring fans. Con¬ gratulations, fellows. I am being frank when I say the team couldn’t get along without you. What did the skunk say when the wind changed? “It all comes back to me now.” W r hy does a duck walk softly? ’Cause it can’t walk hardly. What was the canary after it fell in¬ to the meat chopper? “Shredded tweet.” Page Eighty-six

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