Bradford Academy - Chimes Yearbook (Haverhill, MA)

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Brad ord o4nnaLs TUNE OF Dixie. In old B. A. there is a class Which none in hist'ry can surpass, Nineteen Four! Nineteen Four! Nineteen Four, that's the class ! Her colors-they are violet and white, She'll them sustain with all her might. Yes she will! Yes she will ! Yes she will! Nineteen Four! Give three cheers for your class, girls, Hurrah ! Rah! Rah! And three for Bradford, Blass., girls, The home of Nineteen Four. Rah, Rah, Rah, Rah, Rah, Rah ! For Nineteen Four ! Coast fo 1905 TUNE: UMM: D11-1'S.i, Let us now quaff a cup to the Junior Class, To the Class of Aughty-Five. To the dearest, brightest, Junior Class g To the class that's sure to thrive. Let us drink their health with a merrv song, For as long as we're alive, We won't forget the Junior Class of Aughty-Five L 136 1

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CB:-cnc! or-cl s.:-111214265 TUNEI H Oflfy K1 Vofznzteer If you don't belong to Nineteen Four, You miss a lot of fun. X'Ve're the only class in school 5 The class that's on the run. XVe learn our lessons every one, And always try to pass. Everybody takes off their hat, To the Senior Class. TUNE or ii1JIl.ffl'iIl.H Sing a song of dear old Bradford, Long beloved by daughters true, YVith loving hearts cheer Alma llflater, YVho's taught us how to dare and do. Come ye near, arise and bless her, All to her allegiance vow, Dear old Bradford, our old Bradford, WVe rise to show thee honor now. VVe bow our heads before thy wisdom, We glory in thy well-earned crown, For thee we own all pride and rev'rer1ce, And laurels at thy shrine lay down. With loyal breasts we sing thy praises, With gratitude that's ever new, Dear old Bradford, our old Bradford, We stand to give thee homage due. f135l

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Brad ord 342121355 i TUNE : Auld Lang Sym. I. ff 77 Should auld acquaintance be forgot, And ne'er he minded more ? Should auld B. A. forget her friends,- This Class of 190-1 ? IIT!! ever hold the mein'ry dear Of golden days of yore, So raise a long and lusty cheer To the Class of 190-ll II. And when at length our course is run, Uld haunts know us no more, Ah ! still within our hearts we'll raise A cheer for 190-lt. A cheer for 1904, yo-ho! A good long rousing cheer! For soon, in June, we all lTlLlSt go From the school we hold so dear. lllcpeat first refrainl l137l