Cecil Township High School - Codicil Yearbook (McDonald, PA)

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Now 'that the boys are dead and gone We'1l give the girls a hitg And if they shed a single tear We'll put them in a pit. So we'll take them by their sizeg Of course Margaret is first, But we can not tell all we know Or for our blood she'd thirst. She is a very nice big girl Her face I like to see, Some day in Venice she will liveg A black Smith she will be, I-think the next we have in line Is Scott Knot Specks of courseb But Velma, who our rooms does sweep So clean without remorse. Like Mother Goose Rhymes she will be A sweeper of the moong She'll sail up high to sweep cob-webs A riding on a broom. Since the Freshmen are so young A Shephard dog they got, It runs so fast among us all That it cannot be caught. THE FRESHMEN We're going to ship it clear out West To herd the cows and sheepg It'll run about and eat old bones And never even sleep. We have in our C. T. H. S. A place for naughty peopleg I think you'll find Alphonsine there, High up upon a steeple, She always was so bad in school. But doubtless she will see Her great mistake and finally A good school teacher be. Last but not least comes baby Grace, Who brings to school each day A bottle full of milk because All babies like to play. For years she's been a baby And long we know she'll stay, Long after she's a Junior With baby dolls she'll play. Each Freshie we have told you of Just what we think thcy'll beg But whether we are right in this You'll have to wait and see.

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Not long ago the Seniors In their monthly paper Told about the Freshies green Of every laugh and caper. The Sophs they too told about The Freshies young and raw, The good that's in those little kids I'l1 bet you never saw. We, the Juniors bright and gay Will take our turn to knock T On every Freshmanin the school From baby Grace to Dock. For all of them we truly say They're wild as geese in flight, To put them up in public show They sure would make a sight. Among the Freshies you will find A little boy named Joe. He has a very smily face With hair as white as snow. Some day they'll pipe his windy gas Into this very town And then around the fires we'l1 sit With heat we'll sure abound. THE FRESHMEN Lamar Delaney you all know Is very full of fun, He plays base ball and other games And for the goals he'll run. Ho has a special liking A certain Sophomore And hopes to doctor pigs and cats And kill them all galore. Next upon the list we have A certain nut named 'Cal He plays around the girls you know Until they think he's a pal. No doubt some day, just wait and see A carpenter. he'll beg He'll use his tools of many kinds And wonderous buildings see. Last among the boys you know Is quiet, naughty Mark, He never takes the girls at all, But at his word, they'l1 hark. W'e're almost sure his end will be A farmer big and strongg He'll raise his many fields of corn With ears near two feet long.

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HONOR ROLL Charles Smith Walter Cain Clyde Boak Walter Boyer Quintin McClay Lee White John Wagner Frank Pireaux William McEwen David Mullin Merle Morrison Archibald Scott Frank McConnell Earl McClure Willard Conner Dwight Conner Paul Patterson Elmer Lutz Wilmer Herron Arthur Franz John Mullin Alexander Columbus James Fife William Simpson Thomas McConnell Wallace Kelso