West Salem High School - Hi Lite Yearbook (West Salem, IL)

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AGE OF INNOCENCE Oh, to be in study hall When that teacher ain’t around When you can sleep in restful peace Or whispers abound. Can laugh at Adamae trying to flirt With the boy behind her in a blue denim shirt. Can get the meanness out of your system By shooting paperwads—just blister ’em! And then when if things are rather dull And too long there’s been a lull Take the pin from your coat lapel But look very innocent when they yell, Yep! Take it frome me! It sure is fun Until that teacher comes in on a run! Then, believe me you, believe me true. You’d better not tell what you’ve been up to! Sit real still and hold your breath Maybe you can still die a natural death! Senior Class of ’46. Ruth Pixley was spending the night with Evelyn Lawrence. Ruth was in bed and Evelyn went over to turn out the light. She turned it out and dived into bed. Evelyn said: “It won’t work.” She turned on the light and dived into bed again and again said, “It won’t work.” Ruth said: “What won’t work?” Evelyn said: “You can’t turn out this light and get in bed before the light goes off.” Miss Shaffer: “Charles, you must have some idea how old I am.” Charles Miller: “I have several ideas. The only trouble is that I hesitate whether to make you ten years younger on account of your looks or ten years older on account of your intelligence.” Bill Kerster: “I can’t get along with Bertha. All she does is ignore me.” Winifred Koertge: “Ignore you?” Bill Kerster: “Yes, and if there is anything I dislike, it’s ignorance.” A curb-cruising wolf pulled his car up beside Libby Mason and asked,. “Going my way, baby?” Libby answered, “No! I get a harp at the end of mine.”