Central High School - Almanac Yearbook (Toledo, OH)

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A Ballad. Day in April, clear and brightg ' Naughty scholars, reception night. Rooms sixteen and forty-ive g Children very much alive. Long detention, then dismissed, Five o'clock, no one missed. Mrs. Deymond locks the door, Thinking all have gone before. Tired teachers, six o'clock, Find they can't undo the lock. Neglected window, opened wide, Stately scramble for outside. Pray who are they? can you guess? Miss F. P.!!!! And Mr. S.!!!! There was a young man named Mennel, Who woke up one night with a yell: I dreamt I had paid My-class dues! he said And straightway asleep then he fell. Set the table in a roar.-Cora Konopak. Her voice was ever soft, Gentle, and low-an excellent thing in woman. -Bessie Quaife. Omnipotence of mind in body strong.-Harold Bell. Fresh as a bridegroom Cin his dress suitj, and his chin ne'er reaped, showed like a stubble-land at harvest home. -Maxwell Eating the bitter bread of banishment.-Ayers. Would the gods had made thee poetical.-Richardson. 'oo.. A daughter fair, So buxom, blithe and debonair. -Ethel Cannan. Because no shadow on you falls, Think you that hearts are tennis balls? A -Grace Worts.

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.All the great are dying, and I'm not feeling well.-Bryce. Weary, stale, Hat and unprofitable 1-Trig. .A bright, particular star.-Melissa. Oh! as the bee upon the iiower, I hang Upon the honey of thy eloquent tongue. Paddock, '03. There once was a teacher named Vance, Who before his class would prance. With gesticulations And articulations That did all his pupils entrance. But now, time has changed him, perchance, He sits and eyes classes askance, And says, I am here To hold down this 'cheerl ' This peaceable teacher, named Vance. 'Presence of mind is greatly promoted by absence of body.- 'Carl Chase. The lirst shall be last, and the last first.-Ethel Thurstin. The noblest Roman of them all.--Havlicek. English Teacher: Give an example of a violation of purity. ' Small Boy Qpromptlylz Hair-cut! Teacher: How so? Small Boy: Why, isn't it a barbaris1n? Oh, Isador! Oh, Isador, How high aloft his mind does soar ! And though, perchance, he'll be no more The laughing Junior, as of yore, And as a Senior wish to roar, We'll all adore Our Isador If he is A Door ! Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean.-Prof. Knott.

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A perfect woman, nobly planned To warn, to comfort and command. -Miss Peck. Sober, steadfast and demure.-Berenice W. Anon we heard the lion roaring from his den.-Havlicek. I do not desire you to please me, I do desire you to sing.- Mr. Thompson. All studies here I solemnly defy.-Emery, 'oo. My man's as true as Steelfej.-Hazel. Your eyes, I acknowledge, will make hearts bleed, Pierced through by love's magical lances. -Miss I-Ienahan. A bold, bad man.-Ainsworth, 'O2. Tho' Wisdom oft has sought me, I scorn'd the love she brought me. My only books were woman's looks, And folly's all they've taught me. -Ralph Hiett. She's a good creature.-Mrs. Dawson. Small voice, mincing step, and languid eyes.- Miss Hinckley, 'oo. Ah, when I see that smile appear My heart again is filled with cheer. -Mr. Roi. Where is the man that can live without dining? . -Senior Boys. She looks like the afternoon shadow of somebody else.- Miss Haskins. Laughter holding both his sides.-Harold Bell. I have no other but a woman's reason, I think him so because I think him so.-Anna Bunce, '02, Her hair dropped down her pallid cheeks Like seaweed on a clam. -Bertha Potter.