Warrensburg High School - Arrow Yearbook (Warrensburg, MO)

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- X S R X XX: NN ss 'QNX A , f ? W ? M W Z at Z7 A 3 V ,,. v A f A A A A A 156345450X g!Af,bfAgx QIAIAJAIA4 Q4 This caused much comment. Then Mary called on Ellen Louise Buente to re- port. She told of her romance and married life with Eggie Houx and of how she was then living in Virginia. Sh-Be still! Elizabeth Chambers is now going to tell of her success. Well, I have attained my highest ambition-being the world's champion typ- istg and now I don't know what to do, answered Elizabeth. Dumond Christopher. I'll just let Claribel, my wife, do my talking, if you don't mind. . It's not many men that will do thatg so, Claribel, what do you have to say? asked Mary. In that pretty, soft voice of hers, Claribel told of how, at first, she entered the movies, and then married Dumondg how they had traveled abroad in the past year. . All right, Margaret Culp, what have you been doing? I am still competing with Vladimir Horowitz. You all remember that won- derful musician that played at the College that winter we were Seniors, don't you? That is the man who is a stumbling block in my road to success. Very good, Margaret. Wilbur Daniels, just what became of you? ' Oh, I have already made my millions and am now retired and living in Florida, answered Wilbur. Marcellus Dillon, I have heard that you are manager of the Globe Theatre in New York. Is that true? It must be, if you heard it and if you are sure you are not mistaken. Yes, it's the truth, replied Marcellus. Della, what have you and Floyd been doing? asked Mary. We were married about two years after school was out and see what a line little girl I have. She has curls just like I had. At this she held up a chubby little girl about three years old. ' Everyone clapped and crowded .around to see the child. Finally, Mary'-I should say Mrs. Johnston-again obtained order and proceeded with the roll call. Theodore, let's hear from you. He answered by saying, Still a bachelor and also manager of a chain of clean- ing establishments in Missouri. Now, here -is something really interesting. Daphne, will you te-ll us of some of your thrilling experiences? I'll admit aviation is thrilling, if it hadn't been, I would never have become an aviatrix. But I really don't think we have time for me to go into detail about any of my experiences. Nell Frances Faulkner is next on the roll and she is going to tell something really interesting, now aren't you? This got Nell Frances rather flustrated, but she finally answered, Oh, but I haven't anything half as interesting to tell as the others have told, I thought it would be fun to travel, so that is what I've been doing. So far, I have just seen b the sights in various places in the United States, but I hope to go abroad in a few years. Let's see, said Mary, Marjorie Glazebrook isn't here, so Jane Gray will now announce heraccomplishments and her future intentions. V- ,v. V-f - vvvv VYZWYAV YN! Wm' QEN- we ,tw All Aman. fsfsfws AAA- NNNNA os I , Page Seventy-live

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v QE' CII T- 9 it 1- 'e ts ie d 6 B 8 1 1 K 1 9 'Z 1 I I' R7 CI A Ax 0X'Slf3'fqf9NTv ,bXVyfXv , VVV X ,,,.,,,,,y .Q L oaoo ,,p, IXAAA AAIXAA i- , Lf- OO 0 O00 'N AhNNb'A AVNNNA 56Bfk,-34 QKAANM im SENIOR' PRECEPTS HILE strolling blithely around the halls toward the last days of school what did I come upon but a group of seniors and freshmen in the art room. The seniors were evidently endeavoring to instruct the freshmen in matters with which they would soon be entangled. Being a noble senior myself, I knew it would never do for me to leave dear old W. H. S. without Hrst imparting 1ny learning of the past four years to some poor needy soul, about to start on the long and difficult Journey. Upon entering tl1e room I Iirst observed our eminent debater, John R. Rice, about to impart some jewel of learning to the pale and trembling freshmen. Walk to class-never run. If you are sleepy, don't worryg you can sleep through your first hour, but be sure to get up for your second hour, so that you can be dressed by the third hour in time to make the fourth hour. Then, too, it would never do to be late for dinner, he said, and majestically took his seat. Then Josephine Heberling, that red hot steno fthey tell me she uses a specially constructed Water cooled typewriterj, Never shift your mouth into high gear until you are sure your brain is turning over. Arthur Morton lazily raise-d himself, and from his lips fell this, t'The early bird may catch the worm but it usually turns on him. I almost missed what Tetley said, and it was mighty Hne. He said, My idea of a man truly going down in defeat is one with falling arches. Not bad, eh? Louis Theiss yawned and looked around, Some .classes in school are just like a dream-you have to go to sleep to enjoy them. And this from that ardent woman hater, Frank Martin, Some girls will not tell tales out of school, but, oh boy, the ones they tell inside! Was he vicious? Here comes that big red-blooded athlete, Jerome Johfnston, with advice to the lovelorn-- Half the people in the world are lucky in loveg the other half are just plain luckyf' What a pessimist! That petite- little M'lle Ellen Louise Buente coyly said, A pedestrian is a girl who doesn't neck. Jane Gray surveyed the pale faces of her diffident audience and comforted them with this, If you are caught red-handed, be nonchalant-tell 'em you cut your hand. Bill Hinkle, the most versatile of students, then said, Silence is golden only when it gives consent. ' Then George Hout gave this suggestion, Fellows, I can see by your faces that you are eager to do something which will be a great aid to humanityg I will then leave to you the whole thing I have been endeavoring to perfect these four years, a soft rubber mouth-piece for the telephone, so that when one ge-ts mad he can bite it. I could not bear to let such a gathering break up without first doing my bitg so I rose, walked to the center of the floor and gazed at my squirming audience fthey were squirming by this timej Do you remember when I cut the sleeve out of my overcoat? Well, I did that so I could put it on without taking my books out of my hand. This was too much for human enduranceg the freshmen rose with terrible cries and made a dive for the seniors, putting them to ignoble flight. JIMMY SMITH. V, V, ,, -f vw vvvvv v 19 3 O Tl Page Seventy-seven