Abbot Academy - Circle Yearbook (Andover, MA)

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T h e A b b o t Circle 1927 Snterbale S ongg Medley (Tune — " Tonight ' s my night with Baby " ) We ' ve been away, we ' re back once more, We ' re cut and bruised, and dreadful sore. But with it all we ' re happy! We ' ve skated, and we ' ve snowshoed, too, We fell till we were black and blue. But with it all we ' re happy! Every night was daytime, The day was such a gay time, Both night and day were playtime. No thought or care was found up there! And if you study hard next year, You ' ll get there too, so never fear, You ' ll shine in every mid-year. (Tune — " You gotta know how to Love " ) But you gotta know, you gotta know how to pass them, You gotta know, you gotta know what to write, You gotta know how to string your teachers a line, They ' ll think it ' s fine, Give you an A+ every time. You gotta know how to keep out of mischief, You gotta smile and always do what ' s right. And we can say that if you follow this rule, You ' ll be the first class in school To do it. (Tune — " Carry me back to Old Virginny 1 ' ) Carry me back to Intervale There ' s where the cookies, steaks, and pies and waffles grow. There ' s where the bells never call you to classes, There ' s where the lights in your rooms will ne ' er burn low. 47

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The Abbot Circle 19 2 7 Snterbale What fun to recall some of the amusing memories of our four days spent at Intervale! This gay time of reaction is our best Senior privilege. One of the best memories, and yet sometimes, when we ' re about to starve during the fourth or fifth period, the most aggravating, is that memory of the delicious food which came in endless quantity for the mere asking or writing. Then, too, there was time to sleep if the funny snow implements for the hill or skiis or toboggans held no enticements. The best fun was the bacon bat with three roaring bonfires beneath cathedral woods, bacon, cheese and toast with other tempting things, followed by songs. Then there was the memorable " trail- ing tour " with its dumps and slidings, and the affection of stray hounds for the last trailers! Between eating, sleeping, and playing we managed to find time to learn our songs to tell the underclassmen what was in store for them under the wonderful management of our friend, Mr. Bassett. 46

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The Abbot Circle 19 2 7 (Tune — " So We Could Dance all Night " ) So we could read all night, Not Math or Psyc, But Romances galore. The chef was new, An improvement too O ' er the years that have passed by. The stars were bright, Oh what a sight! For you a treat ' s in store! Oh! boy! what fun! But now it ' s done. Oh! how the time did fly! (Tune — " But a Half Moon is Better Than No Moon " ) But a short time is better than no time, If it is spent up at Intervale. No scruple or moral, No wearisome choral, No gym or rhythmic, No studies at all! Oh! what fun we ' ve had at Intervale! Teachers, teachers, tell to us Why you all make such a fuss; If our lessons we don ' t do, What ' s the difference to you? We all go to bed at night, While you freely burn your light. Why oh why, cannot we, too, Burn the midnight oil like you. You can eat whate ' er you please, Go to town for all your teas. We consume a fruit or two, And then starve the evening through. 48