Central High School - Red and Black Yearbook (St Louis, MO)

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,SKID HEIICQ ' IEI 'IFIEIEIBIEHK go w ire lrvsmial fg. e i a , vt v ,Q-4' 4' Y E it l J .f- i sh in' - K I f'3.'s5?. 615-up 3 itllllllg Wm , !!!l!l!!?5X I igfinnx i l !ug!!!!!3x ll 5 2 5,5 3' bfi' W nm um ii '1' ' ' ' IFIRiIE,S'S'H'UD1fI.6LRl ' Central sends a welcome. To Freshmen euery year. Her loving arms outstretched to Enfolding as with cheer. We try the Social Ladder . US And hold our heads so high: But the haughty upperclassmen. Bring our heads down from the shy. We puzzle over algebra. And try to learn the name Of the capitals of all our states And the reasons for their fame. Cenlral's welcome we accept. And soon we'll do our par! By working. living. laughing, playing. XVith kindness in each heart. By Mary Butler, '39 Thin

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Zmffvgr-'-'13 P - F , ., it , f qiggf 1 I aug - 4-3 f r-153. g m f 'z 2 ' X ,Y ,gym 'lffj 2444-TNLA4-d w.4iJm,f -in -rc ...AND.41 4cr ...fL.,p-rr .n THE CLOUDS By Helen Keppler, '38 I often look about the skyg How silently the clouds float by: They make no sound: They hardly move As they glide slowly by So light and smooth. I wonder if they really are Just a lot of smoke and steam? Although they may be only that, How wonderful they always seem. Like fleecy lambs they make their way Across the heavens each sunny day. They look like soft and snow-white pillows How different from the rough sea billows! The clouds, how misty white they gleam! How wonderful they always seem! TI-IE JOURNEYS OF A BOOKWORM By Audrey Witbrodt, '38 NE day I went to the library and came across a large red book that attracted my attention. I took it down from the shelf, blew off the accumu- lated dust, and seated myself comfortably in preparation to explore its time-yellowed pages. I opened it at random and found it to be an old geography badly eaten by a tiny bookworm. I was about to cast it aside when, to my astonishment, it began to speak. Pray, do not cast me aside so carelessly but stay and hear my story: At first, being young and timid, I dared not venture from my home in Missouri, but later I decided to explore this wonder- ful country, but, of course, I intended to see America iirst. I saw the wonderful mountains and lakes and chuckled to my- self how snug I was during my travels and how cheaply I was seeing my country. My meals and berth were furnished, and I Fourteen had the means of transportation within. I traveled through pages 51 and 52 and came to New York and saw some of the highest buildings. I traveled through to page 63, where I visited Chicago's World's Fair and the beautiful Yellowstone National Park. On page 65 I saw the roaring Niagara Falls and Grand Rapids. My, but these cities had many interesting things pictured in the book. And then, thought I, this is really a better way for me to travel, for, if I went in person, Oh mel Oh my! some big foot might crush me before I made my trip around the world. I tunneled through several pages and came to the map of Europe. Here, on page 75, I visited the beautiful city of Paris, the capital city, Brussels, and London with its world-famous fogs. I tunneled through pages 76 and 77 and came to the birthplace of Columbus and the beautiful castles and ruins of Greece. I tunneled through several more pages and came to France, where l