Wauneta High School - Broncho Yearbook (Wauneta, NE)

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'Tis dawn, but the year’s hard work is through, The Seniors of ’30 are loyal and true. Graduation to us was a golden dream— Just another event as we drift down stream. We dreamed of graduation for the last four years, Studying and lamenting through fun and through tears; And now we hang our pennant of silver and blue; It means more to us than it would mean to you. We are proud of this class as we pass from the door And get in life’s boat and take up the oar. We’ll sail to success, we'll try not pretend, We'll all make our goal if it takes to the end. Twelve years of pleasant learning for us has passed, And now our dreamed of goal is here at last. But our time for learning is not gone, For it is not the Sunset but the Dawn. Twenty-five

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SENIOR SNAPS Edgar—“Gee, your car sounds like an old wreck.” Melva—“It isn’t the car, dear. It’s the rumble seat.” Ethel—What’s the trouble, Roy? Roy—We ran over a dog. Ethel—Was it on the track. Roy—No, we had to chase it up an alley. Wilma—I wouldn’t even consider you. You are the most stupid, asinine, idiotic creature on earth. You are repulsive, miserable. Faye—And I wouldn’t marry you if you were the last man on earth. Alvina—And I hate you too. Inez—And I loathe and despise you; I abhor, abominate, and detest you. Lois—You are perfectly and completely despricable! Doral—Then do I understand that you all are rejecting my proposals? Skinnie—When I arrived in Lincoln, I had only one dollar in my pocket. With that small amount I made my start. Chester—What did you do with the dollar? Skinnie—I wired home for more money. I sit alone in the twilight Forsaken by women and men, And murmur over and over, “I’ll never eat onions again!” —by Ivan B. Rock-a-bye Seniors, on the tree top, As long as you study your grades will not drop, But if you stop digging your standing will fall, And down will come Seniors, Diplomas, and all. Twenty-four

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