Wilson Central School - Crest Yearbook (Wilson, NY)

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We were sorry to overhear one member of the Junior class say that she lived in the Town of Porter. One of the members of the Class 1913 thinks so much of the Senior class that she even asked their advice as to who she should ask to go to the Junior party with her. We hope that some one will take the pains to give some of the boys in First Year English class a pair of baby’s rubbers to play with. School Characteristic . Best Dancer, Cleland Shaw. Most Studious, Harold Mosher. Smallest Feet, Ray Clark. Most Kissable, Unus McMullen. Most Peculiar Gait, Walter Ryan. Best Fighter, Ruth McCormack. Most Popular, C. Bobzine. Worst Flirt, Raymond Thompson. Least Inquisitive, Beatrice Lockwood. Most Attractive, Alice Strubing. Homeliest, Harold Singer. Fastest Talker, Leora Wadsworth. Curliest Hair, Douglas Pease, Most Inclined to Mischief, Myra Wakeman. Dullest of All, Edna Huntington, Girl Hater, Lloyd Duxbury. Sweetest Disposition, Stanley Sherman. “Boss,” George Hamblin. Most Bashful, Helen La Port. Spooniest, La Baron Hayne.

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Revenged. ‘‘Johnny, I have great news for you; I am going to marry your sister. What do you think about that ?” “I think it serves her right.” The Senior Class have decided to buy an aeroplane for quick transportation from Miller Brown’s corners to Washington street for W. Hunter’s and L. Bush’s special benefit. “Cook did you stay long in your last place ?” “I never stays nowhere long enough to be discharged. I’s one of these heer fireless Gookers.” It is said that the moon always shines over Church’s house. Is that why you don’t need a lantern at that particular spot, Douglas ? Notice. Mr. Mosher has sold his driving horse for he thinks it is much more convenient to sit in the back of bob-sleighs than upon the driver’s seat. Undoubtedly Cleland agrees with him. Beatrice translating in German: “The rooster cackled.” It must have been one that belonged to the Juniors. Can it be true as Edna H. says that the night is divided into four equal washes ? Edna Huntington is pretty Frank, but ask her, and see if she will own up to having Fitz quite often. Myra is always early. Douglas, old man, we’re glad to see that time mends broken hearts. Helen L. is very disappointed to think it will be such a long time before the Physics class can begin laboratory work again.

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Life on the Road. After the first night of Rebecca’s Triumph at Wilson when the applause of the audience for our great play reached its height the Senior Vaudeville Company started out to go from place to place. One may think that a life on the road is fun but there are also many difficulties which everyone is not willing to face. Of course our first great trip was to our nearest large city, Ransomville. At 10:30 a. m. with suit cases, band boxes, etc., the company left the school house to set out on a weary march to the depot. Our only path was a wagon track cut deep in the snow. Banging each other with suit cases, falling over our feet and then rising to yell in vain at a passing wagon we at last reached our destination. The train being late and the depot full of passengers an exhibition was made of Clarissa’s and The-ophilus’ hats, much to the amusement of the people. On the train our class yells and laughter deafened everyone. The defenceless conductor (poor man), frightened and bashful was pushed to the rear by Crazy Meg and Gyp much to the disgust of one pious lady who looked at us with eyes of horror. The Opera Hall at Ransomville was sublime, especially the stage. The outer curtain was composed of blue cambric and white cheese cloth attached to a copper wire. As the curtain did not reach the end of the stage the United States flag was substituted. All other doubts however were swept away when the news of the money we had made reached us and of course Billie was there to cheer us, especially Grace. That night we were driven to Mabelle’s home where Gyp and one of the girls after dancing and singing most of the night decided to snore till morning. The most wonderful trip was to one of our largest cities in the state, North Ridge, where at the “Star Theatre,” the class again gave their play. It was zero weather with the snow blowing and six miles to ride. You never would have recognized us with the shawls, blankets and every conceivable thing around us. For instance Katie had a pink scarf tied over her mouth to keep her teeth from freezing for we knew that was the only way we could possibly keep her mouth closed. None of us could