Lewistown High School - Lore Yearbook (Lewistown, PA)

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SENIOR CLASS

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Senior Qlcgs Poem We walk upon the highroad of Learning And trudge with eager hearts a-yearning The crimson and the white unfurled. On every mile post which we pass ls left a name known in our class List while I meet them out. Most esteemed by us all is our president Ned, For him enough praises can never be said, Then our vice-president, Sara, the rose of our class, Life never was given a liklier lass. The full of the earth to our treasurer Charles, May his brow yet be crowned by fame's braided laurels. Secretary Helen commands now your view, She's small, but in talent is one of the few. Make way for his highness, the royal Duke, Kind, gentle, uprighteous, and safe from rebukeg Commanding indeed is our friend, Jennie Marks, When e'er she's around don't cut up any larks! Step forward, Bobby Nichols, handsome young chap, Beware of the women, they're your one handicap. Next Isabell Cohen, our idolized queen, Don't tell me one better you ever have seen. Muse, you were kind when you willingly gave Edmund, our song-bird, the handsome, the brave. Next follows our clique of society flowers, Misses Jameson, Spangler, Ulsh and Showers: Dancing comes Mildred with Kate by her side, Life's but a dreamy waltz thro' which they glide Little son of Erin, bairn of laughter, love and din, Tripping jauntily along comes Charles Edward Lynn. Ruth longs to be off to a far savage land, There to make angel choirs from some heathen band. Ah! William Harper steps now into view, A man of the ages, our t'Beau Brummelf' too Friendship is love, then Byron spoke truth, We've two here to prove it, they're Francis and Ruth. Silence is golden, speak when spoken to, Since you came to us, Lloyd, we know it is true. If you want to find Anna, look 'rt und for Dot, They're both to be found atv the very same spot Ruth Stevens, it follows, a woman of mind, You may search o'er the earth, but no better you'll find. Now, friends, there's Mildred and Irene Brought, When these two get together great works will be wrought If his worth could be sung by ten million of lyres, They couldn't do justice to our Bucky Swyers. Anna and Nellie, the closest pals to be found, You nevcr see one but the other's around. lirancls O'Hara takes stand in a field Which the crown of an author is sure to yield. When gravity and humor are both put together, You'll find a master stroke of art like our Ann Weber. For the next two couples we predict famous ends, Thcy're Pauline and Barbara, the greatest of friends. ll5l'