Angola High School - Key Yearbook (Angola, IN)

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V. R. SHICK, Mathematics VEVA CASTELL, English and Latin.

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Perhaps it ' s down stairs that you lightly would trip. Three steps at a time, and the final long dip ; But there at the foot you receive just a sign, You return to the top, to descend, one step at a time. Or perhaps it is up. three or four packed abreast. You are passing with many a joke and a jest ; At the top you are met with a quizzical smile. And you return to the bottom, to come up single file. One day, you remember, you loitered around. The bell had stopped ringing, and the gong would soon sound ; To avoid being tardy you took a big hike Across the green campus, there was no one in sight. And then you recall how dead beat you did feel When you were frankly reminded ' twas not a square deal; And your steps you retraced quite sad and alone, To reach the old School House by a path made of stone. In class, I can tell you. he just makes things hum ; No lessons come there that are much on the bum. Your eyes are wide open, and attention you pay. You mind your p ' s and q ' s that period each da v. Irder is his motto and order ' s what he ' s got; There ' s not the least distinction, whether high or low your lot. School was made for work, he says, and never was for play; You ' ve got to keep a hustling if in life you ' d make your way. Oh. he ' s a man of business and he can fill the bill : We ' ve never had one like him. and I guess we never will. So we ' ll just keep him on, forever and a day, As long as we ' re in High School and he ' ll consent to stay. The man who ' s next in power is Weldy, Mr. John, And he ' s a hummer, too, to teach you right from wrong. Of course he ' s cross and crabbed, that ' s the boss ' s right: But he keeps you straight and going with all your main and might. He ' s a man of action with books and tools as well; He ' s furnished all the school house with something- pretty swell. The laboratory ' s splendid with its tables bright and new. And cupboards all divided in sections through and through. In the assembly room you ' ve noticed our cases tall and grand. And in the center, just between them, the nobby little stand For dictionaries numerous, of Webster and his tribe, And magazines and papers and lots of things besides.

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Mr. Weldy made them and placed them neatly there. And they give our little school room quite an aristocratic air. Perhaps, in the distant future, some knowledge he will impart — Of keeping books in order with just a touch of art. He teaches only Seniors but they always call him swell. And I guess he is, just judging from the awful dreadful smell That meets a fellow daily at the laboratory door. Of Chemistry and Physics ami other scents galore. So he s another member we ' d like to keep a while, To organize the business and keep affairs in style ; Then if you want your records, about your Senior year. You ' ll know just where to find them and they ' ll be stated clear. Mrs. Fairfield ' s our artist, our teacher, our friend; And our work has been good from beginning to end. We ' ve drawn, sketched, and painted, and cartooned, too, a bit. We ' ve made many a skillful picture that our teachers well would fit Sometimes we ' re rather naughty, like lots of other folks. You see, those Freshies ' greenness makes might} ' funny jokes; And when we laugh and giggle as we simply feel we must, Or something that ' s inside us is just a goi.ig to bust. Why, Mrs. Fairfield scolds us, as we know a teacher ought — She says we are more dreadful than she ever would have thought, And if we ' re not m ore quiet she ' ll put it on our cards, nd then sue just forgives us, and we ' re the best of pards. Rut if you think we ' re idle and haven ' t labored hard and long, Just look this Annual over and then you ' ll find you ' re wrong. For every single drawing in it belongs to High. School Art, And nearly every pupil has had some little part We ' re mighty proud. I tell you. of this our small display. (Our teacher knows we ' re grateful for guidance all the way.) But should you be offended at anything we ' ve done, We ask you to forgive us, and take it all in fun. Miss Fertich teaches music, and she can teach it well, ( ):i every Friday morning our chorus chimes do swell So clear, and loud, and certain that all the glorious sound Makes the little children speechless ami holds them quite spell-bound. Those who take the subject do surely get a rap At sharps and fiats and rests and beats anil every little tap Thai goes to make up music, clear through from A to Z, With instruments and masters whose names are Greek to me.