Wood High School - Anemone Yearbook (Windfall, IN)

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KOKOMO-THE HOME OF Wood Theater ee A Theater for the Family. HEMLOCK-THE HOME OF Howard Eadse Groceries S Meat ELWOOD-THE HOME OF C'aprone's Cigar Store Midwestern Meat Markete Service with a Smile. Palm T avern ResturanteFine Foods. Horton 8: Richey Groceries, Meats and Notions. TIPTON-THE HOME OF Linebackse Battery Service. Foster Jewelery Store. Patterson Real Estate Agenvy. Farmers l,oan Sz Trust f ompany. Suzanna Beauty Shop. Commercial Printing Co.eStationery Sz Office Supplies Bryan Brosf 5 Sz loc- Store. WINDFALL-THE HOME OF Roy Fisher Plumber and Carpenter. Page Fifty-nine

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I l When oin ou of ownee Tipton-Maln Motor Co. g g t t FORD DEALERS Stop at HANKS One Mile South on Windfall Pike NEW Cars - Trucks - Tractors R Sz G Used Cars ttf? RERVICE ON ALL NIAKES That lawliness is young ambition's ladder Whereto the climber upward turns his face: CONIPLETE REJEUILDING But when he once attains the upmost Body - - Paint - - Parts found- t He then unto the ladder turns his back, Lbokr inthe clouds, scorning the base WRECKER SERVICE ' dggms ALL HOURS By which he did ascend. From Julius Caesar By William Shakespeare ovfu AT All nouns Wo PHONE 437 JOKES Mr. Hinds rin Geographyl Donald, does the moon affect the tide? Donald West: No just the untied. Doctor: Great Heavens! Who stuffed that towel in the patient's mouth? Glen Ertel lThe patient's husbandiz I did, Doc. You said the main thing was to keep her quiet. Paul M.: Who commands in your house? James A.: We share the management. My wife bosses the servants and the child- ren, I attend to the goldfish. Miss Mitchell: Explain who the executor of an estate is Bob Cotlin: An executor is a person who looks after the estate of one who has been executed. Miss Leisure: When we were in Egypt we visited the pyramids. Some of the stones were literally covered with hieroglyphicsf' Miss Mitchell: I hope none of them got on you. They say some of those foreign insects are terrible. Richard Boyer: I don't believe I have enough lumber to put a lid on this box. Mr. Hinds: Sure you have. Use your head. Mr. Hinds: Why did you put quotation marks at the Hrst and last of your health examination paper. Bob O: I was quoting the paper across the aisle. Page F 'ifty-eight

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Jokes A railroad shopman had been drawn on a federal grand jury, and didn't want to serve. When his name was called, he asked the judge to excuse him. 'tWe are very busy at the shops, said he, and I ought to be there. So you are one of those men who think the place couldn't get along without you, remarked the judge. No, your honor, replied the shop man, I know it could get along without me, but I don't. want it to End it out. Excusedf' said the judge. .- it M. Fernung: Do you think it's right to punish people for things they haven't done? Mr. Hinds: Why, of course not, Mildred. M. Fernung: Then please remove my demerit marks. Mr. Owens: Why don't you answer me? Georgetta Jones: I did, professor: I shook my head. Mr. Owens: But you don't expect me to hear it rattle away up here, do you? They had lost their way in their new and expensive car. Armetha: There's a sign, dear: are we on the right road? With a flashlight he read: To the Poorhousef' James: Yes, we're on the right road, but we didn't know it. Paul Matchett: Sir, I want your daughter for my wife. Mr. Blessing: Young man, you go home and tell your wife that she can't have my daughter. M. Hughes: How do you spell sense'? W. Weismiller: Dollars and cents or horse sense? M. Hughes: Well, like in 'I ain't seen him sense'. Mr. Sink: Son, your school report shows a lot of very low marks. How about it? C. Sink: Well, you see, Dad, everything's so high nowadays, I thought it was time sorne items were marked down, W. Langley sat down at a table at a smart restaurant and tied his napkin around his neck. The manager, seandalized, called a boy and said to him, Try to make him understand as taetfully as possible that that's not done. W. Meyers: :seriously to customerv Shave or haircut, sir? M. Mr-Caskey: I'm reading a mystery book. Fred Walton: Why, that looks like our household budget. M. Mc-Caskey: It is. Miss Hall: Why is your examination paper covered with quotation marks? Tom Alley: Out of courtesy to the boy who sat in front of me. Miss Hall: And why all the question marks? Tom Alley: Out of courtesy to the boy who set behind me. Glen Ertle: I wish to marry your daughter, sir. Mr. Fernung: Young man, do you drink? Glen Frtle: Thanks a lot, sir, but let's settle this other thing first. Beggars Have you got enough money for a cup of coffee? Freshman: Oh, I'll manage somehow, thank you. Page Sixty k.a.L , ,,,,,, -,-