Camaraderie : the annual of the Senior Class of Greenfield High School, 1913, Part 2

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Publication date: 1913
Publisher: Greenfield, Ind. : The School
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Wanted - Position as any old kind of teacher, school preferred.


Louis Morehead


Wanted-A wife. Only requirements : Must weigh less than one hun- dred pounds and be left- handed.


Bob Mulvihill: What's that question again?


Mooie: Now we have one something like that at home. Lute Morehead: Now, lookey here! Urith Dailey: Ain't it so! Gib McCole: Oh, shoot! Moore: Oh, we're wading through this beautifully!


Lillian Moran: Oh, heavens! I haven't studied that.


Moore: That is to say-


Dick Morgan: Well, I've got to begin studying-some time.


Jeannette Kight: Well, I don't just exactly understand it.


Letty Pratt: Say, may I borrow your notebook? Russell Stuart: I read that in some book, or some place.


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Richard Morgan


Notice. Having con- vinced the "400" of their absolute need of me, we will hereafter be desig- nated as the "401," and I am preparing a series of articles for publica- tion on "How To Select Associates."


Robert Mulvihill*


Having decided to dis- pose of all my super- fluous credits I shall sell them at public auction, May 22, 1913.


Walter Neuman


Letty Pratt


Laura Ann Reed


For Sale Ideas on ev- ery subject in the uni- verse. Most of them tried with more or less success. For reference see this book.


Moore: Why don't we have an "All Faculty" Football Team? Russell Stuart: Well, now, listen here. Mary Wilson: Oh, my soul! Jeanette Kight: Well, I should think as much. Oak Harlan: Oh, get out!


Mooie: Now let's get quiet back there. Mabel Toles: Oh, say, kid! Charles Arnold: Wait a minute, I can show you. Letty Pratt: Won't that be perfectly grand ? Rhea Kinder: Oh, shoot! I wish I was tall.


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Wanted-To rent a farm with modern im- provements. Small house required, room for only two.


Lowell Smart


Just from the pub- lishers! My new book entitled, "Nothing," com- posed of jokes, which for the last five years have never failed to produce langhter. Reference: High School faculty and Classes '12 and '13.


Mabel Stanley


Wanted-Steady job as inspiraton. Reference: Art Editor.


Russell Stuart


Jan. 20, 1913. First day of second term. "Vanity is self-esteem gone to seed." Anyone wanting a supply of the same apply to me.


Jan. 21, 1913. Second day of second term. I am obliged to cancel all orders, as Urith Dailey exhausted my supply when she began to study botany.


Katie Teel


For Sale - Timidity; may be had in any amount. Supply inex- haustible.


Louise Thayer


Wanted-A recipe for preserving my sweet temper for rainy days.


Moore: Let's have individual recitations.


Rhea Kinder: For the love of Mike! Grace Gambrel: Oak said so.


Moore: The bell has rung. Oak Harlan: Wait a minute. I got that backwards. Lois Ramsey: I am simply crazy about Moore.


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Mabel Toles


Mary Wilson


For Sale or Trade-An unknown quantity of stubbornness. All fresh.


#Credits lacking.


Just on the market. My wonderful, new cure. Guaranteed to cure a man who is a confirmed flirt in one week


Ruth Amick: You ain't nice! Todd: Now let's get quiet as soon as we get time. Ione Fischer: I told you so. Lillian Moran: Oh, gee, kids, I'm next, and I don't know a thing! Charles Arnold: He'll get interest on "his'n," just the same. Ruth Hilt: I want you to leave me alone. Mary Sample: Let's rise when we stand.


Bob Mulvihill: I can sleep any time. Mary Wilson: You can have our chauffeur. Dick Morgan: Wish I had more time to spare. Ermil Haydock: That's right! I just didn't know how to say it.


Bub Barr: Of course, it's not my place to kick, but it's my opinion- - Todd: If you are in pain, and groaning helps you, groan! Lowell Smart: It don't matter what I said, I'm a liar.


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CLASS HISTORY.


On September 15, 1909, a noisy crowd of Freshmen came ยท up the stairs of the Greenfield High School. Thus we began the four years of our High THE FRESHMEN ARRIVE School life. The faculty was composed of Prof. Johnson, Principal and Science teacher; Miss Barrett, Freshman English and Physical Geog- THE FACULTY raphy ; Miss Carter, German; Miss Foote, Latin; Mr. Schaffer, Mathematics; Mr. Konold, History; Miss Doane, English, and Miss Woodson, Music and Drawing.


We progressed wonderfully the first week, THE FIRST WEEK inost of us getting into the wrong class rooms or missing classes altogether. On the eve- ning of November 12, 1909, the Seniors gave a reception to the


BOTANY


High School, at the home of Mr. and Mrs. George Cooper, in honor of Prof. Johnson, THE SENIORS ENTERTAIN who was leaving to accept a position in the High School of Hancock, Mich., Mr. Konold taking his place as Principal, and Mrs. E. L. Rickard as Science teacher.


Miss Barrett was taken sick on December 5th, and the School Board imported Miss Colescott, of Kokomo, to take her place. We tried our best to make her enjoy her few weeks' stay here. The Freshman MISS COLESCOTT ARRIVES was a model class. On November 19th, Ermil Haydock disturbed singing during opening exercises. On December 1st, Richard Morgan shot paper wads, after which he was given a choice of three things: First, to go home until his father came with him; second, to go back to the eighth grade;


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third, to take a spanking. Richard chose the third. (For statis- tics, see Mr. Konold's Journal, page 42.)


We had a great time that year, but when RESULT OF OUR FUN We received our report cards, on May 6th, we found that some had flunked outright, and many failed in one or two subjects.


On arriving at school, September 12, SCHOOL BEGINS 1910, we found a new faculty, with the ex- ception of Miss Foote. Prof. Kendall was our new Principal and History teacher; Miss Sample, English; Mr. Winkler, Mathematics; Miss O'Hair, THE FACULTY German; Miss Engibous, Drawing, and Miss Haberstitch (soon to become Mrs. Winkler), Music.


Being Sophomores we were very dignified, and settled down to work, forgetting the foolishness of the GOOD FOOTBALL TEAM previous year. The Sophomore class fur- nished its quota of players for one of the strongest football teams the High School ever put out, meeting defeat at the hands of Brownsburg only.


Late in the year, the Dramatic Club was organized and favored the High School with a short play entitled, DRAMATIC AND CLASSICAL CLUBS "Obstinacy." On January 19, 1911, the Classical Club was organized by the Latin students. Later in the year fifteen boys from the Classical Club presented a part of Shakespeare's Julius Caesar.


In our Junior year, school began September 12, 1911, with Mr. Schopmeyer the new Mathematics SCHOOL BEGINS 1911 teacher; Miss Williams, Music, and Miss Hagans, Latin. The Junior class furnished Richard Morgan, Louis Morehead, Malcolm Hancock and Bur-


FOOTBALL


well Barr for the football team, which made a better showing than any team the High School has put out for years.


Early in the year we organized, with Robert Mulvihill, presi- dent; Ruth Hilt, vice-president, and Urith


WE ORGANIZE Dailey, secretary and treasurer. During this year the Dramatic Club gave a play at the Opera House entitled, "The O'Maras," which certainly did credit to that organization.


On May 10, 1912, the Juniors gave to the Seniors and Fac- ulty, at the Columbia Hotel, the finest re- RECEPTIONS ception ever given by a class of the High School. The Seniors returned this recep- tion with another at New's Hall, May 22d.


And finally we were Seniors! We organized at the beginning of the year, retaining our same officers.


One of the most enjoyable events of the SENIORS year has been a party, given by Urith Dai- ley, to the Seniors and Faculty, at her beautiful country home. The Senate was organized this year, the Senior class furnish- ing Russell Comstock, Russell Stuart, Burwell Barr, Ermil Hay- dock and Laura Ann Reed for officers.


Another most enjoyable event was our celebration of Lincoln's Birthday. We visited the State Legislature.


Our Senior year has been a happy one, but also a busy one, our chief interest being the Annual. We have also furnished a great many people to the dramatic efforts. We have distin- guished ourselves as good financiers, our annual bills all being paid, and money in the bank.


We are now busy planning our commencement week. We


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are making extensive plans for a Class Day, to be held the day before commencement.


For our commencement the Faculty has procured Rev. Joshua Stansfield, and the class is all well pleased.


Another thing in which we have distinguished ourselves is the fact that we have decided to do away with uniforms for grad- uation, and the girls are planning thin white dresses.


But the education of the class of 1913 will not stop when we graduate, as at least one-third of us intend to go directly on through College, and more expect to go later, and so, we might well say, that our school history will be "Continued in Our Next."


Herma B .- Why, I'm not hard to please!


Ruth A .- I know you aren't, I saw you with your friend last evening.


Dick M .- Down in front. J. Burke -- I am down under two seats now.


M. Floyd-May I go see Mr. Moore?


J. W .- Well, he is about eight miles down on Brandywine. If you don't mind the walk you may go?


Mr. Moore-Name some salt. Louise T .- Sugar.


Moore: I'll scatter you all out over the Lab. but what I'll cut out the foolishness.


Miner Pugh: I wish someone would invent a hair tonic that would make a good drink.


Bob Mulvihill: Every time any of the teachers have anything to say they always say it to me.


Sis Reed: There's got to be more enthusiasm worked up over this Annual. Let's all get busy and see what we can do before next staff meeting.


Margaret Floyd: Well, I have a right to be interested in the Adams Ex- press Company haven't I?


Herma Bohm: Oh, Ruth, have you got that exercise? Give i it to me quick !


Bub Barr: Well, I didn't know how to explain it, but I knew it was that way.


Kendall: They say there are more ways to kill a dog than to choke him to death on butter.


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THE CLASS WILL.


We, the members of the Senior class, of the Greenfield High School, being of as sound mind and disposing memory as the average, do hereby make, publish and declare this, the following, to be our last will and testament, hereby revoking all wills here- tofore made by us.


Item 1. We will, devise and bequeath to the coming Fresh- man class, our bad reputation among the teachers.


Item 2. We will, devise and bequeath to the Sophomore class: Firstly: Our library privileges.


Secondly: The right to have cases and write notes.


Item 3. We will, devise and bequeath to the Junior class:


Firstly: The English room, in which to hold all class meet- ings, and what is left of Miss Sample.


Secondly : Vanity Fair, and lectures by Boyd Halsall on good conduct, hoping they will follow his instructions so as not to worry the teachers.


Thirdly: The little room at the library for staff meetings. Also the labs, hoping they may escape alive.


Fourthly: The Senior privilege of having school when not in class-room.


Fifthly: The Senior ability to make money.


Item 4. We will, devise and bequeath to Mr. Kendall, all the broken furniture in the building, for use in his office, where it will be the least displeasing to Mr. Walsh.


Item 5. We will, devise and bequeath to Miss Corcoran, the privilege of going on Moore Botanical expeditions.


Item 6. We will, devise and bequeath to "Prof." Moore, a Senior Botany class that will like work and detest holidays. Also request that the School Board provide an eraser for that labora- tory, so that he will not have to use a feather duster.


Item 7. We will, devise and bequeath to Mr. Todd, some of the storminess of Mr. Moore, and a little of Mr. Kendall's sar- casm, to make him more impressive.


Item 8. We do hereby will, devise and bequeath to Clare Fletcher, Dick Morgan's ability to bluff the teachers.


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Item 9. We will, devise and bequeath to Eddie Andis, the privilege of writing all the poetry for the 1914 Camaraderie. Item 10. We will, devise and bequeath to Johnnie Walsh, all our old exam paper, so that they may have fire drills next year. Item 11. We will, devise and bequeath to the next Chemistry class, Tubby Arnold as lab assistant, hoping that his continued silence may not interfere with their work as it has with ours. Item 12. We will, devise and bequeath to next year's editor- in-chief, the bottom drawer of Miss Sample's desk.


Item 13. To the remaining classes and the Faculty, we will, devise and bequeath all who should have graduated with us, hoping they will help them along as much as possible.


Item 14. Lastly, we will, devise and bequeath to all, our best


wishes, that they may always be as happy as we have been during our four years in Greenfield High School.


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SENIOR X CLASS. mark


Signed, sealed and delivered in the presence of us, the under- signed, this 21st day of May, 1913.


(Signed) FRANK LARABEE, JOHNNY WALSH.


Subscribed and sworn to before me, a Notary Public, this 21 st day of May, 1913. SELMA STEPHENS. [L. S.] My commission expires January 1, 1917.


J. W .- Robert, you must have been up late last night? Bob-That ain't in the text, is it?


J. W. K .- What are the duties of ministers to foreign coun- tries, Letty ?


L. Pratt-Those of a missionary, I suppose.


Naomi T .- Ermil, won't you please hold my coat? E. H .-- I'm not used to dressin' girls.


Miner P. and Mabel S. talking to Moore. Minor goes on. Moore, not noticing, says: 'Were you coming up to my room to- night?" On looking up he sees only Mabel S.


Ermil Haydock: A country boy is no longer a joke, but a fellow to be respected.


Belle Hawkins: I'm not green enough for them to get jokes on me for the Annual.


Todd (in Com. Arith.): If we don't have any money to loan we want to borrow somebody else's.


Lowell Smart: Seems like I have more to do on Wednesday night than any other night.


Ione Fischer: Gee, but I do hate to get up on a real cold morning and wash my face.


Miss Sample: When I read the speeches of Polonius I feel like spanking him.


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CLA SSES


- HANDY- 23


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THE JUNIOR CLASS


The class of 1914, consisting of twenty-eight members, was organized the sixth week of school.


Since then they have given a series of markets, and one box supper, at the building, which was enjoyed by a great number of High School students.


They organized with the following officers:


Faculty Advisor Miss Hayes


President


Ralph Bruner


Vice-President


Marguerite Gorman


Secretary and Treasurer .


. Freda Kirkpatrick


My love is thine


Tho' thine's not mine-


I know not who it hast. But one embrace Of thy sweet waist,


And just one taste Of thy fair face, Excel all glories past .- 1914.


Colors-Pink and White. Flower-Pink Rose.


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JUNIOR CLASS


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Beckuer.


shumway.


Cooper.


Ramsey.


Riffe. Jackson.


Shumway. Cooper.


Sparks.


Hivnor.


Amick.


Page.


Elliott.


Hawkins.


Gorman.


Groff.


Ging.


Cook.


Grose.


('att.


Fritch.


Latshaw. Burton. Toms.


Fletcher.


Andis.


Bruner.


Rafferty. Whelchel.


Moore.


White Kirkpatrick. Kirkpatrick.


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SOPHOMORE CLASS


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Abbot.


Jefferies. Garriott.


Downing. Cox,


Gambrel. Bohm.


Jefferies. Kimple.


Leary. Haines.


Curry. Fort.


Green. Beaver.


Fort.


Koin. Cooper,


Dailey. Gant.


Groff. Havens.


Lowe.


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SOPHOMORE CLASS


...


Tony. Smart.


Julian Roeback.


Moore.


Walker.


Mansfield.


Yelton.


Winslow.


Wood.


Rouyer.


Miller.


Walker.


Merida,


Miller.


Sparks. Morehead.


Tapscott. Walker.


Stoner. Vaughn.


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FRESHMAN CLASS


Curry.


Forest.


Anderson. Antoni.


Hilt. Hagans.


Hughes. Gates. Gambrel.


Brown. Harrison. Hufford.


Duncan. Beecher. Goodwin.


Davisson. Hubig. Elliott.


Abbot.


Burton.


Hafner.


Giles.


Bridges.


Eaton.


Cooper.


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Morris.


Lov. Jackson. Mannon.


Whelchel. Kight. Walker.


Knight. Worland. Shumway.


Stan ley. Slifer.


Walton. Spangler.


Jones.


Jackson. Lewis.


Mannon. Lowe. Lochr.


Stewart. Rhoadarmer. Spencer.


New.


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VISUS MARIS.


The day was dry and scorching, and the wind, Which in the south, from o'er the boiling sea Puffed landward, hot as if from mouths of beasts Themselves belonging to the nether world, Came panting breathless, heavy with the scent Of fumes from off the sultry seething waves. The raging ocean, surging high with heat To lap the sands below the red cracked cliff, Did wet the surface only for the time; For yet ere yonder maddening swell could reach 'Twas dry and hot as e'en the midday sun. From out the reddened dome of heaven shone The ruddy rays of fiery clouds reflected, Forth from the glassy blackness of the waves The flaming heat was flashed like hidden anger From the eyes of some enraged martial god. I, standing on the parched turf above The blackening waves that washed the drying sands, Looked on and feared; for ere my soul could know, A wave as dark and foul as Devil's night, As huge as Greek Parnassus ever was, Came sweeping ever towards the closening shore, A mighty, trembling, roaring mass of water, It, fast approaching, rose; it shook, it raged, It plunged and reared, and rising higher still, Played in and out the heated copper clouds. And ere an eye could trace its wan recourse, It thundered down upon the trembling shore, With noise so loud as cannons never made. I felt myself, within its dizzy grasp,


Be tossed and jerked. And all about myself The boiling surges burned and boiled my flesh, So that my fingers, one by one, dropped off, And all my bones within my arms did loose; And then my feet fell off, and then my knees, And when I tried to pray, the water hot Rushed in my mouth and choked the prayer back. Oh, Mercy! Lend me some of thine own balm To cheal my suffering body from its pain. What have I done, that I am punished thus? The waves rushed backwards, downward, up again, And I was carried higher up until I thought to see the ethereal blue of sky- Alas! My eyes were out, I could not see. The dark wave poised, and broke again to fall, And I within it, fell into the depths. A current swift, more hot than any yet, Came gushing by, and catching up my corpse Rushed swiftly forward. I was hurled aloft, I know not where nor how it chanced to be I felt the softened turf beneath my feet. I stood up straight and stretched my arms about The moon was shining brightly all around And 'cross the bay, which lay in peaceful sleep, The silver moon reflected on its bosom, I saw the white cliffs shining in the light, And felt a soft sweet breeze from out the sky. And on the sanded shores beneath the cliffs The waves were gently washing on the sand. -Florence Fritch.


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Dick M. (in History)-De Soto died some place up the Mis- sissippi and then he explored down to its mouth.


Prof. Andrews (in Botany)-How many petals has this flower? Raymond K .- What is petals, I forget?


Miss H. (in English)-What does Reaper stand for in this sentence ?


Flora J .- It is either God or the devil, I don't know which.


Was Landon New when Naomi captured him?


Miss H .- We shall have light refreshments at the Club. J. Burke-Wafers and oxygen?


Ermil H .- When shall we leave the Club? Miss H .- Do you think 9 o'clock would be too late? E. H .- Well, I have stayed up that late.


Mr. K .- Melvin, who was Penelope? M. Mansfield-The founder of the Peloponeseus.


If J. McGuire were the venerable Stephen, would. Karl Ston-er?


When Sylvester M. yelled "shoo" Nora Corc-ran.


Miss S. (upon being caught talking to a young man) -Oh, you needn't look so surprised, Robert, he was selling books. Bob M .- I didn't see any books. I should think he would show a "Sample."


Miss S .- You are a bachelor according to Chaucer. "Tubby"-You don't know whether I am or not. Miss S .- According to general appearance you are.


Miss S .- What are widows' weeds? John Julian -- A flower, I think.


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Freshman-Was Caesar a tailor? Miss C .- No. What makes you think so? Freshie-Why, it says that the conspirators all gathered around him to press their suits.


J. W. K. (in History V)-Who were these men who opposed the British in their march ?


Mary W .- The Patriarchs.


Mary W. (in Botany)-How does Myrtle grow? Moore --- I don't know Myrtle.


Moore (in Botany )-At which end of a gooseberry is the other end?


Oak H .- The other end.


Dick M .- Do they make beer out of burdock ? Moore-I hope not, because I don't like burdock.


Dick M. (in Botany)-From one fly in one season there were over 8,000,000,000 flies. Lowell S .- Who counted them?


Mabel T. (in Chemistry) -How much did I get on that test ? Moore (answering another question)-121/2.


Karl S .- I think a Romantic girl is one that is in love with everything.


Miss S .- Yes, especially those things that wear trousers.


Moore-The sun gives color to all things.


B. Barr-I wonder if that is what makes girls blush ?


Moore-It's according to whose son it is.


Moore (in Botany) -Who can get a date? Dick Morgan-Who with?


Miss S. (in English) -- Tomorrow we will take Chaucer's life.


Ermil H .- Thank heavens! Why didn't you let us take it before he wrote this prologue.


J. W. K .- Fools ask questions that wise men cannot answer. John B .- That's why I flunked on so many history exams.


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Miss S .- Describe Doone Glen. Eddie A .- Is that one man or two?


Wonder if Oak Har-lan (ded) when Moore kicked him out of Botany class?


Miss H. (calling roll in German class) -Herr King. R. King-My name ain't Herr, it's Raymond.


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Miss Williams (talking to the janitor) -Have you eaten the music book?


Johnny-No, it has too much "dough" in it.


Lois R .- Malcolm H. seems awfully grouchy. What's the matter with him?


L. Smart-Oh, he's got the spiragyra.


L. Hivinor (to R. H.)-I dreamed last night that I was an angel.


Ruth H .- I never dream that I'm an angel.


R. Stuart-You don't need to. You already are one.


Moore-Where would we make H. S. in the laboratory ? Bob M .-- Out in the hall.


Moore-If you want to talk, as the priest said, there is plenty of room outside.


R. Stuart-Did he say that to you?


Bub B. (in Botany) -I know that apples were made for peo- ple instead of for themselves, for didn't Eve get the first apple out of the Garden of Eden?


Moore-Well, Burwell, your memory is longer than mine, there.


Moore-This plant is called green felt. L. S .- Is that what they make hats out of?


Mabel T. (in Commercial)-I can't work these express prob- lems ?


Todd-Well, send for the express boy.


Louise T .- I saw Lowell S. and Mabel S. holding hands in the hall.


Lowell-Well, she's my assistant, and she gives me inspira- tions.


Moore (in Botany) -When do the leaves begin to turn ? Dick M .- The night before exam.


Miss S .- Bob, I want your theme to be about something that you can pick up at your own door.


Bob M .- That would be the coal bucket.


John Walker (in History) -The Thebians freed all the Hel- lots.


J. W. K .- No! Oh, you mean Helots, don't you?


Moore (in Laboratory)-These crystals are deliquesent. L. Smart-Deli-Quesent? What is she?


Extract from Senior President's note book :-


"After Gen. Braddock was so badly defeated by the In- dians, Washington was made commander-in-chief of Va. forces. He was very successful in this place and on Jan. 6, 1759, he married Mrs. Martha Custer."


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Moore-Who was the first to find out about lightning? L. Smart-The lightning bugs, I suppose.


R. Stuart (in Commercial)-How many feet in four yards? ""Tubby" A .- Oh, about two and a half.


R. S .- I didn't mean your feet, "Tubby."


Bob-I guess I have got a little of that wrote. Miss S .- Correct that, Robert. Bob-Well, I guess I haven't any written.


Moore-Russell, what country is the chief source of sodium nitrate?


R. Stuart (who hasn't caught the question)-Clover. X


M. S .- Lowell, you may pass to the board. No-wait! I have the wrong person.


Lowell-I don't believe you have the right person yet!


Sheldon C .- We have heard that horses and ponies have gone out of style. At the rate Miss Hivinor is going through school, it seems that she is using an automobile.


J. W. K. (in History), talking of composition of money ---- There is a certain amount of tin in money, so you see where we get the expression, "A man's tin."


Ruth H .-- Yes. But where does the "dough" come in?


Miss S .- The hereafter will take care of itself. Nelson B .-- And of us, too.


"Sis" R. (discussing a charity worker)-She isn't only a char- ity worker, she is a philanthropist.


L. Smart-Well, we need not discuss her. If she has that disease she will not get well.


If a dog can howl, can Alge-bra?


Letty P. (when Murphy boys pass her) -- Is that kid twins?


Lois R .-- What will Malcolm think of the day he marries Herma ?


Nelson B .- He will think it a Bohmy (balmy) day.


M. Floyd-How is Latin by now? R. Stuart-The Latin is bum, but the instructor is some classy.


Bob M .- I move that geometry be dismissed from G. H. S. for a year.


Margaret F .-- Why ?


Bob-That is the only way I can see to graduate.


Lowell S .-- Mr. Moore, some one hit me in the head with a piece of chalk. Moore -- Is it in there yet?


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Is Lowell Smart?


Naomi T. (in Latin) -He also formed a triple line of battle of four veterinary legions.


Miss S. (in English)-You may commit anything you want to. Lowell S. - How about suicide ? X


Letty P. (in English) -Miss Sample, does a hero have to be a man?


Dick M. (in History)-Don't they charge $100 for a seat in the National Convention ?




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