Angola High School - Key Yearbook (Angola, IN)

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We ' re mighty glad he ' s with us for at least another year Because to see his smiling face just fills you up with cheer: No matter where you meet him, his hat he ' ll always doff, But the smile will remain forever the same: it simply won ' t come off. Last, but not least, we ' ll have you understand Cnmes Mr. Shick. the baby, but gracious sake o ' land ! How he dues pound it to you. Freshman, Juniors, all. He never heard of mercy or mercy ' s gentle call. He ' s stern and strict and serious and never wears a smile, You ' ve got to watch your turn and take it. he ' ll give no second trial. But never mind, he ' s dandy and he ' s got his business fine And we ' re getting Mathematics to every curve and sign. But of course he ' s going to leave us. that ' s always just the way, When we really get a teacher, we can ' t cough up the pay. In basket-ball he ' s scrum. ' ' the best that can be found: With him you ' d see us star in all the country ' round. Of love and all its riddles he knows an awful sight: And notes of all description he figures out just right. No matter what the symbols you might adopt and use, He simply says. Well, Meyers, I ' ll read it if you choose. When he ' s gone we ' ll miss him as many another will. Next year, how many maidens will hold his memory still As lovingly and tender as if he still were theirs: For one. how very lonely the hall-way and the stairs! Since now my story ' s ended, what do you suppose! My mind has greatly altered on coming near the close. I find this bunch of teachers not near so cross and mean As when I started writing. I tried to make them seem. I ' ve observed they ' re always busy and now 1 plainly see They ' re working every minute to help just you and me. They want us to be noble, to be true and honor bright That our victories may he glorious in life ' s lung strenuous fight. And now, dear teachers, truly, I ' ll tell you what we ' ll do. We ' ll make an honest effort to have your dreams come true. We ' ll stick to school and study, we ' ll fight for the good square deal, And whatever our work, we ' ll do it with all our might and zeal. Now here ' s to you in the future, when you ' re scattered far and wide May God protect and keep you and ever be your guide. And here ' s success to crown you : we couldn ' t offer less To those who know not failure: The Faculty of A. H. S.

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That she ' s a general favorite ' tis easy enough to guess, There ' s always pupils ' round her, a dozen more or less; All years are represented in this admiring train. But. perhaps, the little Freshies are found there in the main. ?.iiss Caste] just came such a short time ago That we ' re hardly acquainted and her faults we don ' t know. Perhaps she may have them hut they ' re hard things to find, And since we can ' t see them, we ' ll not trouble our mind. She teaches Sophomore Latin and 1 guess she ' s hard enough; We hear a lot of thinkers groan, (lee! hut Caesar ' s tough. And Juniors, too. are weeping because their grades are low. Now. don ' t they wish they ' d studied, a year or so ago! But now just let me tell you ' tis Seniors love her best; She doesn ' t try to kill you or break your quiet rest With Chaucer ' s tales and Shakespeare and all that other dope, Until for you to graduate, there ' s scarcely any hope. My thought was of Miss Evans, and say. but she ' s a fright: She ' d surely keep you going both morning, noon and night. With Literature and writing of themes and letters long. And poems of Thanksgiving and man}- another song. Your work that ' s late is zero, to talk is of no use Unless you ' r sick or dead, and then you must have an excuse. To be prompt is your education, she says with a sour smile; And you wonder if education is all in life that ' s worth while. Of course we ' re growing better, we can see it day by day, But we wish our education could come in an easier way. But as graduation nears us. perhaps the message will come The task was hard , you ' ve conquered , receive the good ' Well done. Xow here ' s the man of banquets and all things good to eat, And he ' s the jolliest fellow you ' d ever want to meet. His name is Mr. Letts, as you possibly may have heard. He ' s big and tall and brawny, and if he should speak the word. You ' d just skidoo, I tell you, as fast as ever you could; Of course he ' d never touch you. but if he ever should There wouldn ' t be a frazzle left to tell that sad, sad story Of how that wicked Junior was started off to glory. He teaches all the history, and say. but he ' s the stuff; With news reports and law class. I guess he does enough. And you bet you he can orate, you just should hear him roar. His voice would beat Dan Webster ' s, and reach ten blocks or more.

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