Watkins Glen High School - Senecan Oracle Yearbook (Watkins Glen, NY)

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14 THE PEPPER POT But then if I did get married everyone would call me foolish and I don’t know but that I would be. I really don’t know what I would do with a wife. The other day I was walking down the street and by chance met an old girl of mine. She is married now. We stopped to exchange greetings. She looked at me a moment and said, “Lem, why haven’t you married? You are still a handsome lad!” After she had gone on, I wondered if she really meant what she said. After I arrived home 1 knew she’couldn’t be right because I happen to know that I am bald-headed, have false teeth, am bow-legged and pigeon-toed. I’ll admit I have a sport roadster, lots of money and “snappy” clothes but will these things get the kind of wife I want? ’30 ------------o----------- EIGHTH GRADE The Eighth Grade Civics Club Since the beginning of school, our Civics Club, of which Wilma Jean Leonard is president, Jack Waters, vice-president, Betty Hunt, Secretary and William Harvey, Treasurer, has held a meeting each Friday morning. These meetings are generally very interesting for after the business has been discussed, the committee, appointed by the president, arranges for some sort of entertainment in which certain members of the class take part. Of late the members of the club have been very punctual with their dues. This act is very encouraging, for the money is needed for expenses and for the special entertainments. Our motto is ‘ ‘ Excelsior. ’ ’ Wilbur Jones,—8th Grade Reporter -------------o------------ Eighth Grade Hallowe’en Party Friday evening, October 25, the eighth grade under the management of Miss Nellie Maley and Miss Anna Cullen held a party at the Magee Casino. About twenty-five of the thirty members were present. The pupils had a merry time. Doughnuts, marshmallows, apples and pop-

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THE PEPPER POT 13 Your rich aunty who died from palpitation of the heart when you was here is still deadt and doing: nicely. Hope dis willl find you the same. After she diedt dev found fifteen tousand dollars sewed up in an old bussel what she left behind, so you are no longer a poor man but a rich Dutchman. Buziness has been dul since vou left—especially the saloon buziness. I saw you liddle boy dis morning for the first time. I tink he looks vust like you but he is all right otherwise, so I vould not worry aboudt dat if I vas you. I am sending you by Adams express your overcoat, and as dey charge so much a poundt to sendt it, I cut off de buttons. Hoping dis will prove satisfactory to you. You will find de buttons in de inside pocket. As this is all I got to say I will close my face and expect you to do the same. Hoping dis will reach you before you get it and dot you will answer before that, I remain vour confectionary cousin. Bob. P. S. In case you don’t get dis letter, write me and let me know and I will send it to you at vunce. L. Seeley, ’31 ON BEING A BACHELOR I am now a bachelor of forty and have not lived all these years for naught. I have learned more things than I will learn in another forty years, if I live that long. I have thought a great deal about getting married but now that I am forty I do not think it would be wise. When I marry I want a pretty wife, an attractive wife and a good pal. If I see a girl who answers all of these qualifications, she is too young. She might learn to care for me but if she ever saw an attractive young man I probably would lose my wife. Nearly all the beautiful women that are about my age are married. The women that are not married are all old maids.

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THE PEPPER POT 15 corn were served. Many familiar games which are generally played at parties added to their merriment. At about ten o’clock the party came to an end without mishap. R. S.—8th Grade --------o-------- WHY THE TURKEY WAS NOT KILLED We wanted a turkey for Christmas day, And Father said, “Of course you may;” We want a turkey big and plump, Oh! but that thought makes us dance and jump. Then Father said, “Now, little man, Go catch the gobbler if you can.” So off I ran into the shed, That place where all the turkeys fed. What happened next should be plain to you, For back to Dad I nearly flew, And when at last I caught my breath I said to him, while I looked like death, “You knew he was as cross as an ugly bear, And you did not tell me, do you think that’s fair? Now, just to get even, I should have a choice free, So chickens are good enough for me! ’ ’ Wilbur Jones ------------o------------ JUST ABOUT TEST TIME We all have our troubles and cares, The eighth grade knows that well, With arithmetic that gives you night-mares, About profit and ioss and to buy and to sell. We know that the great Columbus Discovered America here, But about Lincoln and Douglass, On tests I certainly fear.