Goshen Central High School - Yearbook (Goshen, NY)

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THE PIONEER ONE WEEK. The week had gloomily begun For Willie Weeks, a poor man's Sun. He was beset with bill and dun, But he had very little Mon. This cash, said he, won’t pay my dues, I’ve nothing here but ones and Tues.’’ A bright thought struck him and he said The rich Miss Goldbricks will I Wed. But when he paid his court to her She lisped but firmly said, “ No, Thur.” “Alas 1” said he. “then I must die.” His soul went where they say souls Fri. They found his gloves and coat and hat, The coroner upon them Sat. — A Modem Hiawatha.— He killed the noble Mudjakewis, with the skin he made him mittens, made them with the fur side inside, made them j with the skin side outside, he to get the warm side inside put the inside skin side outside, he to get the cold s;de outside put the outside fur side inside. Why he put the skin outside ? Why he turned them inside outside.—Ex. When the leaves are growing on the trees And people wander where they please. Then Isabelle is at her ease When wandering around the Park(er). Resolved—That cold plunges are beneficial to Senior Class Presidents—(ask A. C. W. if you don’t believe it.) Why does Emmy Kattmann sit so often with Mary Lewis ? Because she likes Ro(o)sa(s). It is rumored about school that our little (?) friend June Thompson broke her collar bone, but is able to be around again. “ Forward,” the teacher said, “ Go on from where we read, Give the translation i” Hers not to make reply. Hers not excuse to try, Hers but to do or die ! No hesitation! Boldly and fast she spoke. Right through the lines she broke. Without cessation. On at a steady trot, Cases and moods she got. Voice failed, perhaps, but not— Not the translation! When can her glory fade ? Oh, to this clever maid Yield admiration. Honor her courage true. Honor her nerve clear through. (Honor the pony, too). Noble translation. —Ex. Sayer—“What do they call you ?” Gus—“ Anything as long as they don’t call late to meals.” History Teacher— What was done with Jugurtha ?” Bright Scholar—“ He was electrocuted.” Why does Jane Coleman like Geography ? Because it tells about plains, (Tut)hills, etc. Notice—This train does not stop between the Newbury Foundry and Neelytown. Questioner—“ Are you bad in school ?” Marion— No! I’m artificially good.” Earl— June, do you like candy ?” June—“ Only Marsh (mellows.)” John— Mary, what is your favorite dish?” Mary— Why, Welsch (rarebit) of course. Molly F. has beautiful hair, wonder if its real. “ I’ll never disobey my mother again.”

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THE PIONEER 11 MORE OR LESS In Loving Memory of MISS DOROTHY PHILLIPS who was taken from us September, 1909. THE NEW WOMAN. I. She was versed in Greek and Latin, She was versed in German too. And was versed in all the classics And the poets old and new. She had studied art and music. And in Culture she was graced. But I note her weary husband, Had to button up her waist. II. She could tell of by-gone heroes. She could tell off-hand their names. She could tell when Rome was founded And the date it fell in flames. She could tell of styles and fashions At a mile a minute rate, But she had to ask her husband If her hat was pinned on straight. Ex. In reply to a question in Roman His., a bright student said that Julius Caesar was chief among the persecuters of the Christians. Mr. Smith said it reminded him of a man who said he found a coin dated ‘‘500 B. C.” M. Me. C.— Did you hear about band concert at Montgomery the other night?” J. S. S.—“ No ! What about it ?” M. Me. C.—“ I’ll tell you some other time.” Notice—Using firecrackers or other explosives not on July 4th is forbidden under penalty of the law. PERTINENT I. L’Allegro. Haste thee, nymph, and bring with thee Chocolate, cocoa, coffee, tea; Cookies, doughnuts, cake and pie, From the corner store—oh my 1 Salad from that charming grill. Cream from Ackley’s, if you will I If thou canst produce a feed I’m a friend to thee, indeed. II. H Penseroso, Come, hollow Hunger, lean and gaunt. Sober, self-subdued by want. Famished thou from head to heels, Ne’er consuming inter-meals. Thou shalt clear my hazy mind, So I’ll grind, and grind, and grind I Hunger, I’m akin to thee, (Just because I have to be.) George Washin’ton of thee. General of liberty. Of thee I sing ! Thou cutst thy father's tree And when he came to see Thou saidst, ‘I won’t do it again, by gee !’ Let freedom ring.” M. C. S., TO. J. S. S.—“ I don’t suppose we will see our old pal Vincent at the moving picture show as often as we used to. E. H. P.—’ Why not ?” J. S. S.—’’ Oh, they have raised the price to ten cents.” A. C. W.—“Then you wont be able to go either.” Oh ! What is so rare as an hour with June, When Cicero is all in tune. She wanders along, Very happy in song, Until she has passed the whole noon.

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To You. Now the birds begin to sing On the tree-tops far and near With the coming of the spring Greetings from the PIONEER. A. B. L„ ’10.