Geneva High School - Seneca Saga Yearbook (Geneva, NY)

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'THE SENIOR ANNUAL '24 There are all kinds of girls in Geneva High School. Some study, some joke, and some break the rule. But theres one, find fault with if you can, The scholar and student, Irene Buchan. Shortage of food we'll not have to fear After Arthur's Senior year For such a great agriculturist he'll be His rise to fame we soon shall see. The next on our list is Troy Caudill. We accuse him right here-he wrote the class will. He came from Nebraska where cowboys are bad, This happy-go-lucky, smiling young lad. Boss of the show is our well-known Cork, Never known to be afraid of work. He toots a sax and keeps his dates But best of all he decorates, Our Chree is a girl we'd all hate to lose, For she's Editor-in-Chief of our High School News, She's always back of sports and fun. A charge against her? There can be none. We've a prestidigitator in our class Who juggles with words all the time, alas! Instead of 'thinkingf he 'cogitatesf It takes words of ten-syllables to be Allyn's playmates Dorothy Dixon is a versatile lass Who is ever involved in affairs of the class. With her harp as her hobby so busy is she That standingfround idle she never can be.

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GENEVA HIGH SCHOOL Class Poem Have you heard of the wonderful one-hoss shay That ran one hundred years to a day? 'Tis naught to the class of twenty-four Who ran the school four years-or more. Our tall, stately president, once very shy, To the winds has thrown shyness, and this is his cry, As merrily Bill dances, plays foot-ball, debates, Sleep not, for Macbeth must keep them awake. You know our Vice-President, Winnie Goodelle. The reason we chose her is not hard to tell: She devotes to her studies a clear legal mind And the rest of the students are left far behind. What's that noise? Oh of course, it's Grove's old horse- There's nobody else who could equal it half. Yet we couldn't be without him, altho it seems funny For not even our class can run without money. Our peaceable Gordon now lives, so 'tis told, A long way o'er the bumps of the old Castle Road. But thru waking hours his address, 'tis found, Is quite a way farther down into town. Oh, Scott's Lochinvar came out of the west. But our Lochinvar, we boast with a zest, Came from Oaks Corners-ah yes, you have guessed. 'Tis Dilworth Bauer, of our brave knights the best. laugh

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GENEVA HIGH SCI-IOGL' From Phelps comes Milton with his grin To amuse the town with the jokes he brought in. But Geneva was not good enough for him So back to Phelps he went again! We've twins with us who are shy and quiet, But when given work they say, We'll try it. There are few who can tell the one from t'other They both seem to look, so like each other. Theres Elsie with her Puritan way Who never smiles however gay. jeans words are few, she giggles ne'er Oh a quiet miss is Jeannie Fair. Pray invoke the law to make one grin That each may not look like her twin. Ralph is a laddie with shoulders square, Courteous of mien and kind of air. When some fellows say cant, Ralph always says may Oh you can depend on our Ralph any day. We hereby Doris Fitton charge With excellence in things at large. In business and domestic art She surely well can play her part. Leslie Funnell is one of the boys Who thinks playing the piano's the way to make noise. I-le'll rattle the keys at any time If you'll only offer him half a dime. George Goodelle is a husky sheik, But around the girls he is very meek. He studies little but knows his stuff, Some say it's science, but we think it's bluff.