West Side High School - Legenda Yearbook (Saginaw, MI)

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F. Shimmers: Hawaii? J. Lewis: I Hayti teli you. ' C. Currott: Au Guam. Chapel Orator: Ladies and gentlemen, the Scriptures tells us that riches are a curse. Hard Soph: Well I ' ll be damned. M. Theobald: Can you read lips? C. Norton: Yes, by the touch system. H. Clafflin: Do you love children. V. Day: No, but you don ' t look so young. You say you get music offa them rigs, queried Silas Silo, as he gazed aloft at the radio outlay. Yes sir, smiled J. Benson, is there any- thing about the apparatus you would like explained? Yes, just how in thunder do you get a feller away up there so he can ply on them fool things? That physics teacher has not smiled for several years now. He is one teacher who practices what he teaches. He believes in the Law of Gravity. Hugh Blomfield: How did you come to tear your stocking? D. Brock: I did not come to tear my stocking, I came for a walk. H. Snyder: Please give me justice. E. Appleby: I can ' t. H. Snyder: Why? E. Appleby: It ' s Lent. H. Snyder: When will you get it back? Don ' t cry, little boy, you ' ll get your re- ward in the end. S ' pose so, that ' s where I alius do get it. Thelma Goodman: I think the long skirts are so graceful. V. Griffith: Yes, I ' m knock-kneed, too. Mr. Haggard (in History class) : Yes, some of our greatest men in history had red hair. Bill. D.: Is that so? Beggar: Kind sir, will you give me a dime for a bed? M. MacDonald: Lets ' see the bed first. A city and a chorus girl Are much alike ' tis true ; A city ' s built with outskirts, A chorus girl is too. Laverne Eynon : Do you see that man over there? H. Ryan: Nope, I can ' t see him. L. E. : I don ' t see why not, he ' s in perfectly full view. H. R. : I know it, but I ' m not looking at him. Mother: Don ' t ask so many questions, child, curiosity killed the cat. Willie: What did the cat want to know, mama? Lotta: Don ' t you love a night like this? Nerve: G ' wan! Tease me and I will. J. Cronk: What character do you have in the next act? J. Stanton: I ' m not supposed to have any character, I ' m in the chorus. -•.-• Kissing a girl just because you think she wants you to is like scratching a place that doesn ' t itch. C. Murry: This tunnel cost millions of dollars. Edna Alderton : An entire waste of money money as far as you ' re concerned, isn ' t it? June Bride : I would like to buy an easy chair for my husband. Salesman: Morris? June Bride : No, Clarence. Pinky: I hit a guy in the nose yesterday and you should have seen him run. Scheib: That so? Pinkey: Yeh, but he didn ' t catch me. J. Benson: Ever study a blotter? Helen Meyer: No, Foolish. J. Benson : Very absorbing thing. Hubert Ryan: I took that pretty girl from the store home the other night and stole a kiss b . staff eld: What did she say? Hubert R. : Will that be all? Johnny, I ' m afraid I ' ll not see you in Heaven. said the father to his errant son. Why, what have you been doing now pop?

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Stu.: Have you seen Theopholus? Pid : Yes, Theopholus show I ever saw. V. Schury: Where is that frat everyone is tallying about? K. Schurr: What new frat? V. S. : Why haven ' t you heard? Eska Mo Pi? Miss Kilbourne: What is a mummy? B. Smith : A mummy is — a mummy is — a mummy is a poppy ' s wife. Poor: What did her father say when he heard you remark about his funny ' feet? Fish: He poked fun at me. 24 I ' ve been trying to think of a word for two weeks. 23 How about fortnight? Never run after a street car or a woman ! There ' ll be another along in a few minutes and remember there aren ' t so many after midnight but they ' re faster. Her: I don ' t believe we saw the original take off of the seven veils at all. Him: Of course not, but wasn ' t it a good take oir? M. Riens: Can you drive with one hand? Flip K. (eagerly) You bet I can. Bobby (sweetly) Then won ' t you please pick up my handkerchief from the floor? Mary Hart: Stop this instant or I ' ll get out and walk. H. Doering: But Mary. M. H.: Aren ' t you ashamed of yourself and after I ' ve known you so long too. H. D.: But— Mary: You needn ' t explain, you ' re not a gentleman. H. D. : But Mary, this darned horse won ' t go unless I whip him. W. W. (in history) : In how many v ars was the United States engaged ' ' F. Pitts: Five. W. Haggard: Enumerate them. F. Pitts: One, two, three, four, five. L. Eynon: Every time she smiles it re- mmds me of a Pullman car at eight o ' clock in the evening, E. Harris: Howsat? L. Eynon: No lowers and very few uppers. 1925 : Why do the upper classmen always refer to the girls as peaches? 1923: The more you handle them the mushier they get. C. McDonald: Lock the door before you go out. M. McDonaJld: How ' ll I go out then? C. McDonald: Go in before you go out and unlock it from the outside, so we can get in if we ' re locked out. R. Burrows: That snappy fellow you just danced with is in my class. B. Bauer: You flatter yourself. Al. Comstock: Going to have dinner any- where tonight? Mary Hinkley (eagerly) : Why no, not that I know of. AI. C: Gee, you ' ll be awfully hungry by morning. MOIST CURIOSITY First Gossip : The preacher said there were fourteen cases of flu in church this morning. Second Gossip (wife of bootlegger) And how many be there in a case? B. Ross: I ' ve just finished a hair-raising book. J. Schmiegel: What is it called? B. Ross: Aid to the Bald-Headed Men. A WET ONE What is your idea of the tightest man in school? The guy who won ' t take a shower bath because they soak you too much. LeRoy Rankin: A mouse crawled into my laundry and died. C. Johnson : That ' s probablv whv he died. A NO? Odessa: Odessa little bit more. Lena: Lena little closer. Hiawatha : Hiawatha nithe girl before I met you. ' Runt: At the follies the other night my eyes felt like little birds. Dime: How come? Runt: Flitting from limb to limb m ' deah boy. W. Ardussi: First I kissed her on the nose, then on the chin, and between the two I had a wonderfully fine time. D. Brock (desperately) : Will you love me always? Hugh Bloomfield: Why honey, I ' ve loved you all the ways I know, He: Woman is the loveliest in her thir- ties. She: Thanks — I mean, do you think so?

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Emmaline Kennedy: Oh, Don you ' re cruel. How could you cut a poor worm in two. Dankert: Aw, Emmaline, he seemed so lonesome. Would-be-suicide : Don ' t rescue Ine, I want to die. French (at Scout Camp) : Well, you ' ll have to postpone that, I wanta life saving medal. Whiz : Why doesn ' t the devil serve ice cream? Bang: Whereinhell could he get it, Sober Brother: I ' ve come to bail you out. Drunk Brother (in jail) : You don ' t — hie — have to bail me — hie — out. I ' m not full. Mother: Edna, don ' t you think this boy is a little fast for you? Edna: Yes, but I think I can get him. It was a beautiful night. Louis was trying to conceal his state of intoxication. Suddenly he looked up and said: Shay, the moon ' s as full as a — hie — goose, ain ' t it? Say, is that the moon rising over there? Metcalf: I ' m sure I don ' t know. I ' m a stranger here myself. Navarro : Oh, Tony getta hit in da face with a pickaxe and knocka out all da teeth. Izzo : Too bad for poor Tony! Navarro : Oh, not so bad. She gonna get- ta falsetto. Tea will be served in the annex tomorrow. All wi ' mmen be there. Jack Ferguson will pour. K. O. Lady: Officer, arrest that strap- hanger. Officer: What is the complaint? K. O. Lady: I heard him tell the other man that he was going to pinch my seat when I left the car. Marguerite Campbell : Somehow, you seem familiar. MacDonald: Gee, lady, I haven ' t started yet. Ross: Well, I ' m afraid that train will beat us to the crossing. Metcalf: That ' s not what I ' m afraid of. It might be a tie. Dr. Purmort: Here ' s something queer. You say this tooth has never been worked on before, but I find small flakes of gold on my instrument. Pitts (moaning) : I think you have struck my back collar button. Lovette : Comfy, Dear? She : Ummhummm. Lovette: Sure you ' re happy here? She : Ummhummm. Lovette: Then if you ' ll excuse me, I ' ll be running in. I must get a dance wath Gene- vieve. Needham (at banquet) : Have some more pudding, Snyder? Hank: Oh, just a mouthful. Needham: Hey, waiter! Fill up Snvder ' s plate. Ferguson: I would gladly die for you, but for one thing. She: And what is that? Ferguson: I ' m afraid you couldn ' t stand the loss.