Arcanum High School - Arcette Yearbook (Arcanum, OH)

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M Trl: 'Twas just a week or so ago While lying 'neath the tree And drinking in God's springtime air, A wee voice came to me. And locking round, to my surprise, I was indeed alone-- But on a second glance I saw A worm upon a stone. nCc e a1ong,n the wee voice said. nMany a thing I'l1 show To him who is a wanting it, And you are one I know.n Now this indeed quite startled me, But still I went along. Then stopping me beside a hole, He sang a funny song. A The minute he began to sing I started getting small. Till when his song was sung clear I was an eighth inch tall. Qthrough, My escort led me in the holeg we kept on going down, Until we saw the shining lights Of the quaintest little town. There at the gates were Kenny Swank And Marvin Bright as guards, Who only let the friendly folk Into the city yards. Just as we stepped inside the gates, A funeral passed us by So we joined the short procession To bid the dead good-bye. The undertaker--Lowell Corwin-- Who was quite solemn indeed Was burying the sixth body Of the former Jane Reed. You see, down there when one grows tired Of the body thoy.hdve that day, They can easily order another, And bury the first away. we then went through what people called Gebhart's cosmetic shop, Where fingernails and golden ears Were sold without a stop. ' i' TRW we soon became quite interested In Furlong's latest suits, Which had been shipped right straight from Mars With their latest boots. Fryman and Leng were models thereg Much fame they had acquired. To get to paint their portraits once Lady artists never tired. All the town was much excited Because Miss Howell would sing From Venus o'er the planet-phone, , nCharlie5sW latest thing. The Rocket, which Rinehart ccm ands Had flown her over there, With Ruthie Bidwell and McQuay-- Hostesses of the air. Henry, Bristley, Baker, Wick Ihre of the farmers there, Who plowed their fields by radio In on a kitchen chair. The Martin--Lehman Co pany Owned the electric sun, Which shines on crops both day and night All records were outdone. Farm women ordered all their meals Brought out to them fr m town. McGriff and Loy and Vance were se e Who were the leisure crown. On many of the farms were mines Which, fro my information, Were owned by people of the nRuby-- Garnet Corporation.n Now at the largest theater Was sponsored for the night Miss Julien's concert orchestra. Unsurpassed? Yourte right! Some of Miss Julien's players were Bob Gnagey and Troutwine, Who have small engines on their horns, Which blow the horns quite fine. The next night's special feature was La Rue's great dancing chorus, In which Miss Fellers spent her time, But called herself Miss Morris.

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The Raile airplane factory-- A large concern indeed- Employed Lowell Kendall for the job Of testing airplane speed. The greatest architect was Jarrett, The candy lady-hSwankg And Leon Stutz held down the job Of President of the Bank. No town could boast of having such An immense institution As the one Doc Harl man Founded and was npushin9,W The doctor operated on A person in a short time, Dyed his teeth just like his suit For a dollar and a dime. Loredda Nixon was his nurse, Who helped to replace eyes Of patients who were not content With the color or the size. The Harleman Institution Had also as a part, Departments for experiments Of the stomach and heart. The major specialists in this Were Arnett, and Nadean. The former studies of the heart, The latter--the stomach and spleen. Before we started out the gates, I saw a face, But whom? Oh, yes, Miss Ramge was the one! But when she came in view, She faded right away and then-- And then to my surprise, I looked about me and I saw The tree, the springtime skies. Gene Munn