Bradford Academy - Chimes Yearbook (Haverhill, MA)

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THE CHIIVIES A deep, deep tone sails aloft all alone, And I anxiously turned and heard Maude Mathews to shout, while Sally helped out, And Grace Westcott sailed on like a bird. Well, I declare ! there 's Trude Childs over there, Submerged in a genial great grin, While Ruth O'Dwyer sat, bemoaning her fat, As she peeped o'er her huge double chin. Then I turned me to go, but departed slow, For I heard a most marvelous trillg Helen Raynolds had passed in her essay at last, And the judges had all had a chill. With sorrow I started, for 'twas hard to be parted, As I aimed back at Ruth Warner a grin, Through a clamor most frightful, tho' withal delightful, Mary Crandall was making a din. I gazed at the scene with interest most keen, And longed to remain and see more, But off down the hall, where you couldn't see them at all, I knew I should find 1904. .

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NINETEEN THREE 115 Where 's Ella meanwhile, with her lofty smile? Why, of course, where the radishes be I Most divinely tall, she can play basket ball, For as high as the basket is she. But whom do I spy, as they serenely walk by, Surely they 're both highte Brown, But one with an He and one without, as you see, To distinguish their honest renown. There 's Helen so sweet, and surely 'tis meet That her Orphans should follow in tow, While Lillian stern causes faces to burn just by saying Self government low. There 's Isadore, likes men forty and more, Tho' to boys she 'll not scruple to speak, She's surely not dull, yet there's always a lull When she sings with her perfect technique. An Anne there was, with a huge fluffy buzz, And another Anne there do I see, In athletics they meet and for honors compete, 'Tis a marvel how judges agree. Here 's Blanche the fair, with her Languish- ing air, In her eye there is shining a gleam, And I know her thought, as perhaps it ought, Is traveling afar in a dream. But hark I a cry l it sounds nearby, And I turn me about to see That 'tis Polly there, as she shakes her blonde hair, While directing the Bradford Glee. Now Fanny draws near, and with notes sweet and clear, Proceeds to dissolve into song, While Chellis and Beck, in discord a speck, Most cheerfully follow along.

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NINETEEN THREE 117 Through the Alphabet Aughty-Three is a hue old class, A class that never fails to pass, Which love their teachers and their school, A class that never breaks a rule. To ne'er forget a single one, Through the alphabet We 'll run. Tx is for Argue, a mother to all, , And for Anne, a guard in basket ball. B is for Barnes, who soon is to wed , Also for L. Browne, Self Government head. C is for Cable, our president of fame, Also for Childs, flower-favored dame. D is for Diligence, a part of our class, E is for Eppens, who ne'er fails to pass. F is for Florence, e'er ready to bluff, Also for Farnham-let that be enough. G is for Gertrude, liked by us all. H is for Hayden, just five feet tall, Also for Helen-Brown is her name. I is for lsadore, always the same, J is for Jolly, which comes from our heart, K is for Keuffel, who excels us in art, L is for Laughter, a friend to us all, M is for Macomber, stately and tall. But Maude and Mary we must not forget, For they leave, too, with true regret. ' N is for No one, so a blank you must see, O is for O'Dwyer, fond of Ireland was she, P is for Polly, for Yale's honor she cheers, Q is for Quiz, which oft causes tears. R is for Raynolds, for Cornell she does yell,