Central High School - Brecky Yearbook (Washington, DC)

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One teacher has confided in my ear She dared predict this end to our career, For good material in nineteen eight Could not but make the finished product great lVe were not green, as other freshmen areg Each pupil hitched his wagon to a star: And then and there began the steep ascent, Whose lofty height a fascination lent. Until we mastered four hard books. at last, And went with honors to the sophomore class. In this. our second year. with what delight lVe ministered to Freshies in their plight By sending them to rooms that don't exist, Confusing them on periods they missed! If all they found of lunches was the string, VVe assured them of a cafe in the wing. This year we conquered Plane Geometry, And Caesar with his Gallic wars, ah me! lVe gained distinction both indoors and out, In oratory and athletic bout. llfith one debater on the high school team, Two others fit to be. in our esteem, And with a football captain at his post. l,Yhat wonder that we sophomores made our boast' Nor did we falter in the Junior year: But just continued building tier on tier. Our stars from every quarter cast their gleam llfe claimed a champion debating team: lYe hailed our football captain once again, YYho to the championship led on his men. 10

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Gilman lgnvm, 1912 It must be glorious at any time To imniortalize a senior class in rhymeg But, Oh! the class which this attempt inspires Presents such themes as poet-lore requires For grandest epic or for simplest song, Since our class mingles sweet with most strong. For are not deeds of athletes and cadets, Speeches of orators and suffragettes, Are not such subjects worthy of the pen Of Homer, Virgil, Milton, or such men? Aye! And our love and beauty, and a' that, For which both vviit and chivalry combat CAlthough a love for books and teachers, dear, Is the only kind we know in senior yearj. Are not these themes to waken Shakespeares song Ur Burns's lyric verses to prolong? Why, such a class as this, with such a fame, Deserves a master-hand to praise its name. Instead, it chose the merest rhyming bard To sing the triumph that it won so hard. If we could understand this great success VVe have attained, and would its reason guess, Then must we turn four chapters back and look At the beginning of our high-school book. VVe read there: 'il-Interecl, nineteen hundred eight, A class of freshmen, due to graduate In nineteen hundred twelve, from this high school And promising all classes else to rule. The faculty could tell to look at us, That we were sure to be distinguished thus. 9

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As seniors, now, we stand upon the height, Viewing the final triumph ot our might! Proud of each member in this student band! Proud of our athletes, hailed on every hand! Those boys whose spikes have plowed the gridi The three-year captain of our football squadg Our track men-expert sprinters and the restg Our baseball boys, all-all have stood the test. VVe hail our girls who toss the basketball, And our ofiicial girl who Cs them all. We honor our cadets-their captains three- Their other oiiicers of less degreeg Our members of the ritle club we greetg In every Central sport, seniors compete. We're proud of tour years' victory in debateg Our triumph of two years we celebrate. Qur three-year champion we triply praise, And to each orator a l'Brecky raise. We claim, with all the pride that is our due, The first Girl-Editor of the 'iReview. VVe hail our folk of literary fameg They've added glory to our class's name. VVe pay our homage in sincerest part To those who have produced our works of art. TOH SO And those who from the stage have brought us fame, Our dramatists-we greet with loud acclaim. Then, what about our music'ly inclined? Why, all our class is that, I think you'll find, Though our boys' tones sound indistinct and shy, Especially on Comin' Through the Rye. ll