Central High School - Spokesman Yearbook (Erie, PA)

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'uif if- 3 'N hifi' gens CDSN' Dramatic Club Here we have our Stock Company! And don't think they are not good either! ln fact, they are so wonderful that only forty-eight from the large number that tried out were made members. They also proved themselves able salesmen by co-operating with the Debating Club and selling Hot Dogs at the Central-Niagara Falls football game. The Christmas season was marked by a very beautiful play Why the Chimes Rang. Next they sponsored' a Self-Denial Day for the benefit of the council, and last but not least, they sold a great many tickets and put over a great play, lVlamma's Affair , under the able direction of Mr. Edmund Knoll. They were right on the job as soon as school opened in the Fall and have been lead through a most successful year by these officers. President .......... ..... lVl arge Milloy Vice President ..... ....... A rthur Parsons Secretary ....... ...... A lice Sherman Treasurer ...... Q. ......... john Crittenden Faculty Adviser ....., ....... M iss Hazel Wright l0I

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14.1 X' 'N , '-1-Q ' 1? 2 ' - f NX 3.3 -1 CDS ggglstgf' 'I ' Chs CENTRAL, F AREWELL ! Ruth A. Eismann Dear old Central, as ! go, I turn once more to say good-bye To your old halls, and vine-clad walls, And to your towers and turrets high. And oh my classmates-once again I bid a fond farwel! to ye: For some of you, while on this earth I never more shall see. And oh my teachers, one and all, Who labored hard and labored long, Your efforts were not all in vaini !'ve learned a little just the same. And when the years have rolled away, Andi I have passed from mortal strife: Perhaps my hopes will be fulfilled And we shall meet in that New Life. When I reach Heaven, I hope to meet Miss Connell strolling down the street, Strumming her harp, and warbling sweet Your English themes were very neat. Miss Bourquin on a cloudlet pink Will pass right by swinging her feet And wave her hand and cry, Bon jour! Won't you join me toute de suite? Miss l'!irt will come along just then And smile at me in her sweet way And say, !'m glad you've come at last, And how are you today?' Good gracious, I will say, Miss Bryce, Where did you get such lovely wings?' And she will laugh, and laughing say, Why dlo you say such si!-ly things? l'm a graduate of Shoe College. What's that? just a little higher than Oxford. The next person who interrupts the pro- ceedings will be sent home, said the judge Hurray! yelled the prisoner. Baxter: Give me a match, Bing. Binger: Here it is. Baxter: Well can you beat that? l've for- gotten my cigarettes. Binger: 'Stoo bad: gimme back the match. Rock-a-bye baby On the tree topg Don't you fall out, lt's a heck of a drop. 1 v Miss Burger from aloft will soar And cry, Come see a little treat For in yon field, a race is on Between our heavenly athletes. And on our way, who should I see, fl'll tel! you if you will not tease her, No other than Miss Wi!kin's shade Talking to her dear friend, Caesar. Miss Schabacker stood in sarnite white, Upon that street of gold And, Hurrxy! she cried in accents clear just as in days of old, In the judges' box was Mr. Frail A starry light about him clung For service rendered while on earth- A present from the Ancient One. But oh, that race! It was a wonder! The cheering sounded just like thunder When Mr. Pratt of noble mien Dashed four long miles in one-fifteen. And then the heavenly basketball game! Oh how the fea-thers flew When Shanor called a foul on Wallace For tripping Mr. Hughes. l'l1 see a group of lusty cheerers A little way away And then my joy wil be complete Upon that happy day. And I will go and join them then And to their greeting say, !'m very glad !'ve come to Heaven O dear, old clas of '27. Casey: Why is Miss Conne! so fat? Eck: Because she likes Swift, Bacon and Hamm, Lamb, Stew, and Bunny. Leo: What is water? Fuller: h, i, j, lc, I, m, n, o. Leo: Blankety blank!!! Fuller: You said so yourself, h to o, Ruth rode in my new cycle car In the seat in back of me: I took a bump at 'fifty-five And rode on Ruthlesslyl She was only a plumbefs daughter, but oh, boy! those fixtures!