Winslow High School - Eskimo Yearbook (Winslow, IN)

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1920 CHAMPION 1920 Zliarnnrll Qllaaa In our class of happy song, We must all say, So long, For we all will do our best, p Let the teachers do the rest. Seems to me, somehow today, That our class someday will say, I remember, nineteen twenty, I remember, problems, plenty. I remember johnson, too, How he scolded me, how true. How the class and I would say, Quarrel, Mr. johnson, Mr. j. Now today my dreams are dying, Into life I am a-flying, When the day comes for good bye, We can think how moments fly. My classmates are my all in all, We are in it if we're small. Somehow today, I'd like to say I will graduate some day. So farewell, teachers, farewell to you, Good luck for class, and teachers, too. All my intentions they are so true And sweet remembrance we have for you. BERNICE WHITMAN. Beadles-Let me give you a piece of advice. James-What's the matter with it? There was a young man-I will not say who, Who had so many girls he didn't know what to do. He took one a ride in his Chalmers Four, And wondered why the rest were sore. Mr. Beadles Qin Geography, talking about cropsj- Now, Anna, you tell us what kind of 'corn' you would prefer if you had your choice ? Anna- O, I'd prefer early QErleJ Corn, was the prompt reply. Lester-ffl wonder why Mr. Loeser puts all his savings under his pillow at night ? Ward- I suppose he wants people to know he has money enough to retire on. Peg Evans came back from a basketball game, badly bruised up and two teeth knocked out. Marguerite fseeing himj- Did you let a little dirty, dried up fellow treat you that way . Peg- Sh-sh, don't speak disrespectfully of the dead. Is Like a Man Who Wisely Built 24

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l920 CHAMPION Uhr Sail! Brain In school Ruth is the biggest pest, She even gets called up to the teacher's desk For some small prank or joke she's played. Which don't concern him in the tiniest way. One day Mr. Loeser said, in a very good tone, I should like to see the following in the office alone: QThe syllables came forth with a great boomj, Leona, Helen, Irene, Daisie and Ruth. Their hearts jumped up in the roof of their mouths, It scared them so bad they knew not what they were about. They all arose and left the room, All in the assembly wondering what was their doom. Arriving at the office in great promptu, All so scared they were turning blue, It was quite a contrast upon that carpet of green, Which adorns the office with its pretty beam. You may be seated, said Mr. Loeser in his usual tone, I have some important business for which you must atone. I have noticed that your deportment is very low, And I should like to give you another show. They promised to atone and be very good, That is if Mr. Loeser would consent to time to improve. He consented in a very nice way, And said, That will be all for today. They returned to the assembly all looking bright, With hopes in their bosoms of making it right. All in the room gave them a wondering glance, Thinking, perhaps, they had a slim chance. If any of you people wanting to know, As to whether they carried their promise to the close, Ask any of the teachers of W. H. S., I'm sure they'll put your curiosity to rest. LEONA JONES. 1920 and Doth Not Doubt or Mock, 23

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1920 CHAMPION 1920 Uhr Snphnmnrea nf M. E. Sf. We, the Sophomores of W. H. S., The best class of all the rest. With Harmeyer and Beadles as our teachers, Both of whom will make good preachers. For they get practice pounding away, Trying to make us see their way. Miss McKedy, our teacher of Music and Art, Put us to work right from the start. She had us so we could draw, or sing So loud, we make the assembly ring. Then she says, Now, now, put on the brake, Such an awful noise you Sophs do make. just eighteen in our class we have. We have an aim and are going ahead To make a new record for our school, ' And all become graduates of twenty-two. We have our share on the basketball team Which at the tourney our defeat did redeem. J. VINEYARD. Glnaata Here's a toast to our Old High That is always willing to dog And here's a toast to our teachers. For they are great helpers, too. Here's a toast to our D. S. girls, Who cook the good things to eat, And a toast to our Agriculture boys, Who are willing to raise our wheat. Here's a toast to the B. B. boys, Who are always doing their best, And here's a toast to the A. A., Who will help to do the rest. MILDRED H. POELEIN. His House Upon a Rock. 25