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

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C. T. H. S. ORCHESTRA Back row, left to right-Mr. Littell, Mr. Kerr, Leon Clayton. Front rowg left to right-Theodore Littell, David Thompson, William Thompson, Loyal Brown, Jules Bcaumaria,f:o, Edna Shephard, Mary Wallace, Francis Woods, Naomi Schnuth, Martha Thompson. 47.

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THE Listen old pal, have you heard the great news? I got them just hot from the wire, You'll hardly believe it, but it's true all the same, Or our batty, old sergeant's a liar. Just pass the cigars and we'll talk for a bit, I know you are anxious to know . We're going to leave France to-morrow at noon And back to the Up S. we will go. These months here in France I would not have missed I'm proud to have fought for this causeg I'm glad that I had a lick at the Hun, The Hun who disregarded all laws. But now that it's over and victory is ours America sounds good to my earsg So pack up your grip and get ready to start, Don't stop to shed any tears. In my mind I can see the old homestead, As though I'd been gone but a dayg With father and mother and kid brother too, To welcome me back there to stay. Dad will be loud in his welcome to me, And will call me his brave soldier song Perhaps he'll admit I'd do :credit to him Since I quit reckless ways and shouldered a gun. I can see mother's face as she'll kiss me And whisper, Jimmie, my boy. She won't say as much as the others, perhaps, For hers is a quieter joy. WELCOME 46. I WANT My kid brother will think I'm a hero And wish he had a wound in his arm And tell how Dad said he was aiding By helping him work on the farm. There's another 'who'll bid me a welcome With blushes and smiles so rare. She's the girl I left behind me, And she can't be beat I declare. Oh joy! I can imagine the welcome From those who to me are so dear But listen, old top, that isn't enough There's something lacking I fear. Their greetings -and smiles are all very well, But just store this in your knob. It won't be an ideal home-coming If I don't get back my old job. I'm sure of the Welcome at home, sir, That's just as .sure as the fates, But when it comes to the office Will they welcome me back to my mates? Picture our boys with wide open arms, Bidding us take our old place That is the welcome I'm after, the day I set out once more in the race. He'll stand and call them each one by name, Come, Tom, and Pete, and Jack, and Bob. Herve a good raise for each of you boys. And here is your same old job. M. C. T. Y

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GIRLS' QUARTET BOYS' QUARTET Left to right-Martha Thompson, Edna Shephard, Left to right-Thomas Smith, David Thompson, John Margaret Powell, Elizabeth McTague. Bolte, Theodore Littell. 48. any 4