Central High School - Almanac Yearbook (Toledo, OH)

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THE 1914 ALMANAC TI-IE CHARGE QF THE FRESHMAN BRIGADE Cllfith Apologies to Tennysonj Half a page. half a page, And pages outnumbered, All in Room -PO-B, XYrote the six hundred. Forward the Freshman Brigade- Oh, what a price they paid, lYhen in Room 40-B XYrote the six hundred. Forward the Freshman Brigade- There was neither man nor maid But who was sore afraid, And every one blundered. Theirs not to reason why, Theirs not to sit and sigh, Theirs but to bone and try. All in Room -LO-B lYrote the six hundred. HOME PHONE DIAIN 431 BELL PHONIC DIAIN 987' Time spent abroad, is time well spent. W'hether time or economy is essential, don't hesi- tate to call on C. E. CHRISTEN 235 ST. CLAIR ST. Boody Houma STEABISHIP OFFICE Ask for rates. sailings, and literature on any country. Our Foreign Exchange Department takes care of your foreign estates' inheritances and supplies Powers of Attorney in 19 different languages For anything foreign ask CHRISTEN 182

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THE 1914 ALMANAC THE TEN COMMANDMENTS. I. This is Central High-greatest of the great. Thou shalt serve it always. II. Thou shalt not take the names of Gayman, Mathias, Pollock, Travis or Dawson in vain. III. Remember to come every day, and especially on Mondays, for verily a miss on this day counteth a Hunk. IV. Honor thy superiors UD, the juniors and Seniors. V. Thou shalt not kill thyself by eating too much food. Patronize the lunch room and thou wilt never violate this commandment. VI. Thou shalt refrain from attending too many dances-even though the Seniors do try to sell you a ticket. VII. Thou shalt not, accidentally or otherwise, swipe thy neighb0r's books, even though he sit in 40 B, whose heart is innocent of these things. VIII. Thou shalt not play truant, for verily it meaneth a blue slip. IX, Thou shalt not covet thy neighb0r's Nfriendf' as he may be larger than thee, and besides the lady may not approve of thee. X. Thou shalt not covet thy neighbor-'s pencils and pens, for 'tis better for thee to go to the Stationer's Desk and let them rob thee, for then the sin will be theirs, not thine. THEIR FAVQRITE HYMNS. IVhen All My Labors and Trials Are O'er ............... Neil Silliman 'k Blest Be the Tie that Binds ................ ..... C harlotte and Bill He Knows It All ............. .... L awrence Roller I'll Be a Sunbeam .............. ....... M ildred IVhite Put on the Brakes, My Brother .... .... H arpst Cspeedingj Brightest and Best .....,........ ..... lX Iargaret Hood Close to Thee .................. .............. D eHaven XVhen the Bridegroom Comes .... .... H elen Mae Rydman All I am I Owe to Thee ......... ............ C hapman Think Gently of the Erring One .. . . ................, Speer Pass Me Noti' ................ , ........ .... K rieger Cin his Fordj t'fChanged to I Don't Care, I Don't Care. 181

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THE 1914 ALMANAC Pollock to the right of them, Gates to the left of them, Dawson in front of them, Strutted and thundered. 1Yhile death-dealing fumes they smell, Boldly they wrote and wellg There in the Room 40-B, There in the Freshman's hell, XVrote the six hundred. Yan Sickle to right of them, Chapman to left of them, Severance behind them, Threatened and thundered. Death-dealing fumes they smell, XYhile Izorsc and rider fell. They who had writ so well Came from Room -lO-B, Back from the Freshman's hell, All that was left of them, Left of six hundred. Scratched each his head so bare, Scratched and squirmed in his chair, Studying the questions there, Cursing the teachers there, while All the school wondered. Plunged in chemical smoke, Bravely they sit and choke, 1Yhile formula and reaction Roll from each pencil stroke. Shattered and sundered. Then they came back-but not. Not the six hundred. XYhen can their glory fade? Oh, the hard try they made! All the school wondered. Honor the try they made, Honor the Freshman Brigade. Noble six hundred. john is a good fellow. said Farmer Brown, but a bit thick. I'll tell you what -lohn's like, continues the version in the XYashington Star. T sent him out one morning to thin out the onion patch. It was a hne patch, but overcrowded. He worked two days, and then I went out to see what he had been doing. XYell, sir. I found that he'd pulled out all the biggest onions and heaved them away. leaving only the smallest, meanest plaints in each row. I asked him what he meant by such work, and he said he wanted to give the little fellers a chance-the big ones had crowded them out, so they couldn't grow. Yes, l'ohn's a bit thick-a bit thick. 183