Central High School - Almanac Yearbook (Toledo, OH)

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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.

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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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Oh! Lisle was reading a book one day, V When a teacher passed along that way, But she never dreamed what would be her dues For relaxing her brain with Dead Men's Shoes. Filled the air with barbarous dissonance.-T. H. S. Tenors. When a candidate received the name of knight, he knelt before the king, who hit him on the back and said, I dub thee knight, and straightway he became a full knight!-Amy Grace Maher. very iike a whaie.-Lessons in ovid. The poet's darling.-Robert. Be to her virtues very kind, Be to her faults a little blind. -Helen Vortriede. Dressed in a little brief authority.-Mr. Eberth. Shut up in measureless content.-Maurice Griiiin. I love my love, because I know my love loves me.-Miss Botefuhr. O, woman! in one hour of ease, Uncertain, coy and hard to please. -Mrs. H. There was a young lady named Lolly, Whom the boys thought awfully jolly, But in French class, ma cizere, She would loll in a chair, Which the Frenchman considered great folly. Now teasing, now vexing, yet laughing at all.-Barton. And gentle dullness ever loves a joke.-Miss Potter, 'oo. Small, but-O, my!- Pret. Worts, 'or. Beneath the good how far, but far above the great GJ !-- French, 'oo. H Villain and he are many miles asunder.-Fehlauer, 'or. A little round, fat, oily man of God.--Herskovitz, 'oI.