Addison High School - Panther Yearbook (Addison, MI)

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r , ' . .-n,is..- may-Q.,-., ' TI-IE GIMIVIE BLUES LYLE VAN ETTEN When you come 'to Addison High School, Prepared you want to be For the Gimme Blues -the girls have caught, They talk till you can't see. Chorus: Gimme some candy, Got any gum, If you have any I want some. Buy me some peanuts Or a Hershey barg Gimme a ride In your new car. They hail you in the doorway, They stop you on the streetg F-or just plain irnpudenoe, They surely can'-t be beat. Let me look in your pockets, I think you're kidding meg Gimme those candy drops You've put where I can't see. Every day in every way, I like you more and moreg But don't forget they're serving ice cream Down at the corner store. They'll d-rag you down the street Into a soft drink jointg When you ask them what they want, At a dollar bottle they'll point. They'll grab you on the doorstep, They'll collar you in the hallg But when they catch you at thie candy counter, Thats the worst of all. c.QzjUgZ'W!-one

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52,5 1 but, even so, though the ball was in Radford territory most of the time, it remained near the center of the field. Then, with only two minutes left to play, Morley, the right guard, blocked a punt and Jean recovered it on Radford's thirty--five yard line. Now for a touchdown, he shouted. Let's show the old fight. At the same time pandlemonium broke l-oose among the stands. The small crowd in the High-land' section yelled as th-ey had not yelled for many a game. Somebody started the school song and soon it swelled to such volume as to drown out all other sound. The teams sprang into place and the signals were called. jean, hearing them, knew that here was his chance, lthat much- depended! on him. The ball was snapped to Mason and all the backs started around right end. Then, just in tim-e to save himself from being tackled, the fullback turned and passed to Jean who h-ad, unnoticed, ran straight out to the leit and now had n-o one between him and the Radford goal fexcep't their quarterback. Navarre caught the ball and was off like a flash. He came down at full speed on the opposing quarter who strove to tackl-e him but received a stiff-arm which- sent him sprawling. A moment more and he was across the goal line. Whalt mattered it that Mason failed to kick goal. The old High- land spirit was revived. Her team had prove-n tha't it could- fight. About three months later Coach- Locksley and I-ean were stand- ing before the Highland trophy cabinet looking at a cup on which was engraved Football Champions, Tri-County League, 1923. And ito think, said Jean, that I once thought my school not worth fighting for. We all makle our mistakes, replied Locksley, but the test of the man is in correcting them. The End. I -lifkf. . 1, l If - T l Q fit, -:iiifE.VX:q, , it 11 f-2' mf'-'Hr nm - fmffrnla 1 in rg' 411.1 Jigga' ' --1.5-w. . FX?-'Q' '- -- ef' 7033 6 arts' . .' 2.7193 L+ '-,132 MIK ,two re,,,,.,n... 4f,ff,g- r W, fm -' LF 21' 155555 1' '11 In Qlfdgff

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THE RIME OF THE MODERN FRESHMAN HUBERT VAN CAMP It is a trembling Freshman, And he istoppeth one of three. By thy chattering teeth and shaking k Now wherefore stop'st thou me? The professor's doors are open wide, And I'm a Senior wiseg The class is met, the roll is called, And lo! the whispering dies. He holds him with his trembling hand, It was in Algebra, quoth he. Let go! unhand me, Freshie green! Quickly his hand dropt he. nees, Hre holds him with his fear-filled eye- Impatient stood the Senior wise, And listens to the tale of woe, The Freshman tells with many sighs. The roll was being called, I heard my name and loudly answered, you bet Quick to Assembly was I sent, And now a pink slip will I get. Impatiently' the Senior turned Toward his classroom door, Ere you have finished High School, You'll have a 'blamed' lot more. Her-e, With apologies to Coleridge. cggzjei fum