Wayland Central School - Hi Lites Yearbook (Wayland, NY)

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The KICK-OFF 1924 Art—“Tlmt’s my car. The thief is just fixing a blowout.” Policeman—“All right, I’ll go over and arrest him.” Art—“Sh-h-h! Wait ti’l he gets the tire pumped up.” Might Leave Something Dedbroke (aroused by his wife)—“What’s that you say, a burg- lar?” Mrs. Dedbroke—“Yes, fancy a burglar calling on us!” Dedbroke—“Let him climb in, then I’ll give a yell and it may make him drop something lie has stolen elsewhere.” Elastic Capacity A chap, who was hiring a car for use over the week-end, after eliminating a lot of details in the transaction, inquired how many the car held. The native stroked his beard and scratched his head. “Well, she generally holds four, but seven can get along if they’re well ac- quainted.” Fresh—“Hay, Prof., how long could 1 live without brains?” Prof.—“That remains to he seen.” Woman can truly feel that a real emancipation is right at hand. Now that there is promise of her soon being able to go off to the movies and leave the electric bulb to sing the baby to sleep. How It Happened “It was the first time 1 had ever driven a car,” feebly explained the victim of the accident. “I got to going pretty fast and forgot how to stop. I saw a bridge rushing to meet me. I tried to turn out to let it pass and— that is all I know about it.” Mother—“I wouldn’t whip him this time, Robert. Wait till he does it again.” Father—“But suppose he doesn’t do it again?” Sheet Lightning Carp—“Why do you put your head under the pillow when it storms ? ’ ’ Blankley—“I am afraid of lightning.” Carp—“But if it can’t see your head it might spank you.” Bachelor Sentiment He—“Indeed,I am fond of children,particularly in the country.” She—“Why particularly when you are in the country?” He—“Not when I am in the country—when they are.”

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The KICK-OFF 192-1 A few days ago I picked up the morning paper, as usual, to glance through it and note the items of interest. To my amazement the headlines on the front page read as follows: “Adah Weidman, Former Wayland Girl, Running For United States Senator.” A little later I was in New York city. I had nothing to do in the afternoon so I strolled down to the harbor and thought I would watch the ships come in. As I watched the passengers departing from a ship there was one young lady among them whom I recognized. Tt was Josephine Lawrence, one of our most brilliant Seniors. She told me she had been touring abroad for two years in search of a “May” flower she liked better than Charlie, but none could be found. ‘‘SENIORS” Joe and Billy and Squash and Carp, Put that to music to try on your harp. Helen and Charlie and Art and Clare, ’Course those are names, but what do we care? Then Addie and Adah and Mike, all three, We’re not much to look at, but just wait and see. They just don’t realize, great ones they’re to lose But some day they’ll be glad to blacken our shoes. With our Shark and our loafer, our beauty and joke We’ll show Wayland High a bit of our smoke. The Juniors, they say, “Just wait ’till we’re you We’ll show you some tricks that you never knew.” But then we all know of what Juniors are made And we’ll sail gaily on, unhurt by their raid. He—“That man is the ugliest person I ever saw.” She—“Sh, you forget yourself.” Curious Freshman, Chemistry lab., Match in a vial, Marble slab. Prof, (in Physics class)—“Tub, please run up that shade.” Tub—“Guess I better not Prof. I’m afraid the string won’t hold me.” Customer—“I’d like to see a dress to wear around the house, please.” Salesman—“Yes, Ma’am, and what size is tin house?” “I beg your pardon,” said the lady collector timidly, “would you please help the Working Girls’ Home?” “Certainly,” answered Chuck, “but where are they?”

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The KICK-OFF 1924 - CLARK—Class (1, 2, 3, 4), Pres. A. A. ’23, ’24; Pres, class ’23, ’24; Mgr.basketball ’24; Editor “Kick- Off.” He’s the Sheik of Wayland High, The girls all smile as he goes by. He parts his hair in the middle And is a wonder at his fiddle. GOLDEN A—Class (1, 2, 3, 4); Treas- urer (1, 2, 3); Vice-Pres. class ’24; Vice-Pres. A. A. ’24; Vale- dictorian, Asst. Editor “Kick-Off” For some high cause we cannot see, This sweet maid led the way, Indispensable! busy as a bee, May she reign on, come what may. CLARE—Class (1, 2, 3, 4); Sec. ’24. Now this is Clare Who is beyond compare, With his light brown hair And blush so rare. ADDIE—Class (1, 2, 3, 4); Class Treas. ’24. Those who know her least Think her quiet and coy. Those who know her best Think her full of life and joy.