Central High School - Caldron Yearbook (Fort Wayne, IN)

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Mystery. 'iylgvx' Y5T1iRlUL'Sl,Y indeed, under the spreading branches of an old crab-apple tree, sat two, not two Crab- ' apples: no indeed, they were more on the order of peaches: for they were two members of the class ot Q. M llaye you ever noticed that crab-apple trees are usually good to lovers, and that they lower their branches in a most protecting way ? .Xnd the moon was lcind that night. lle winked in a sly manner XX as he slipped behind a cloud, and the electric light took the hint, and went out- -to see a man. i Ai Hut this was all wasted. These two were not lovers, and their conversation was the most common place. Quoth the lad, May I steer you into the wilds of the country,and anchor you sate at Missis party. Friday night? 011 maiden Y where are thy wits ? You surely remember that this bold Senior is apt to forget his engagements. ller friends said next day, he would forget her. He did Y Long and anxiously this maiden waited on Friday night, and ever and anon, said, Sit still, my heart, and Let patience have her perfect work. Hut she waited in vain. XYho is that lad enjoying so thoroughly the delights of the waltz and Hdeaux temps, and who is dancing away in such a manner as to lead one to believe that he has his lady-fair with him ? Hut it is not so. Far away she is waiting for the manilcin who never came. The rumor has reached our ears that he usually forgets everything except that awful laugh. lle was never known to leave that at home, Of course, gentle readers. you are wondering who our forgetful hero is: but he was so dumbfounded, when he at last dis- covered his dreadful predicament, that he actually forgot to laugh. That act alo ne prevented his identity from being discovered,

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Seniors. MCD-N-LD- As idle as a painted ship upon a painted ocean. C0fw'1'n'ge. C--31,5 Vo1cE.A Like the vile squeaking ofa wry-necked file. I'lf:?l'L'1Zfl1If ty' I'w11'ca. I3-LI..-J' A lion among ladies is a dreadful thing. flllidjllllllllfl' .Vzlgfzik Drrfz111. IXICC-RM-Clif He draweth out the thread of his verbosity finer than the staple of his argument. Lows Lfzbw' Losf. IQ7 fQL'AR'I'E'1 1'E.4 Filled the air with barbarous dissonance. Comzzx. FRY-R.- Yon'd Cassius has a lean and hungry look. fyllflilff Cmmr. C L-NSD-wN.-- And of his port as meke as is a maydef' Clmzzrcr. CR-XT-N.- His chin, new reapt, showed like stubble land at harvest time. Hf'1z1Q1fII'.' P1111 f. XY-RN-I.L- tSpeaking of his voicey.-- An ill-favored thing, sir, but mine own. .-lx Ibn Like' Ii. N. S5lI'1'Il.f- IA wit among dunces, a dunce among wits. Offzrlfa. Miss SP'RRY.+ XVl1O says in verse what others say in prose. H0z'1zt't'. M155 SP-RRY.-K I dote on his very absence, ,Ifrrf!m11z' qf II'111'fa. N. SAI-'I'H.'- LA glass gazing knave with a rose in his button hole. A'1'1zg Lear. Sw-YN- -NA modest youth with cool reHection crowned. Lc7i't .S Labor Losf, I5-RR-'rT.4 U. rare the head piece! if but brains were there. Sz2z'11qy Svzfffz. I'I-R'I'Kl'X.--- Theres many a man hath more hair than wit. ,lf0!z'v1't'. M155 SC-TT. Quiet as a nun, lIb1'a'5':u01'fl1. CR-M.-- Conceitf Good Heavens! In that he has no peer. Dzjfdrzz. YARN-LL-.- A loud laugh that spoke the vacant mind. Gvfdsllzjifz. N. SRI-'l'Il.1 Papa, give me a penny: I want to be tough. P. Ro.: Miss I'I-RBI-I..A- A prodigy of learning. T!1cR1'fwlx. DR-sis-cu.-- Bly boistrous locks no worthy match for valour to assailg nor by the sword, but by the barber best subdued. Illfffzllz. Iluoxrxuir- Not much talk: a great silence. Hm1zmo11f 1211dFlr1'rfu'1f.