Binghamton Central High School - Panorama Yearbook (Binghamton, NY)

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I7 g Nineteen Hundred Four-A. Dunn Cousins XYILLIIC, It is such a long time sence I answured your leter th at I am alhnost ashamed to rite you but I hope you will pardon me, for I have been so bizzy with my studys and the good times, that I just couldnt rite. We have formed the class at last and the Senyers aint in it with us. Johnnie Taft, you know him, that little felow with the black hare and eyes, he's presedent. He ainlt so good as me. I tried to be it, but he got it. I'll git it next time, see if I don't. We razed a litle rufhouse hear Arbu'r Day, got the Senyersl coffin and doused them with water, and then we got suspendered. Can't have no fun here nohow, and I jest heard that the teachers kicked on the .Iunyer dance for commencement. They'll be having school on Saturday and prayer meetings every evening next. You jest want to come dewn for commenceinunt and have a bully old time, ring the bell, and hear the duffers speek. A few nites after the Arbur Day we painted Senyurs' stone green, our color you know You asked me what I got on Regents Speling. 100, but we donit study it any more. .I ust think in two yeers we will graduate two. Well so long ' Ever your eousing S. O. PHOMORE.

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'X iff C. tk. J L 16 Nineteen Hundred Three-B. gg. l . CME, Muse of Poesy, and set thought free, That I may sing of nineteen three, Of their many virtues and renown, That speed so swiftly through the town. How they rode toPort Crane, one cold winter's night And didn't reach home again until daylight Not one word was spoken, for in this they agree, Conversation seems to always tire me. Later a delightful evening was spent if With many games for our amusement, At the home of our friend and classmate, Lee, And we vote him the best host of nineteen three. Then one bright morning on Arbor Day, Seniors and Juniors indulged in a fray. For early that day, some one did commence To rob the tin' box of its secret contents. On some heads was glory, on others Was gore Until order prevailed and did quiet restore Then above all confusion Prof's figure did tower, Till some naughty elf buried him in a shower. It is thought that Henry is turning green, That Clara with Fred would like to be seen, That Harry Thompson is a gallant beaug And loyal to Miss Maeindoe. That Floyd with Daisy will always be seen, 'Though Arthur would like to come between. That Hannah knows just how to proceed To capture the heart of a growing Vlfeed. That Fred Smith makes a good president Whose thoughts on Vera are intent. That many other virtuous pupils Are fond of naughty ways and scruples. But soon this class will Seniors be, And shall cherish a grateful memory To those through whose efforts we have Won, And have helped in the work We here have done. Then, 0 Central, ere we leave thee Our tributes fair we'll pay thee Whilst thou, our ever patient mother Wilt shelter many and many another. I 50

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