Commerce High School - Commerce Yearbook (Cleveland, OH)

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|9e school of Commerce 9lpfjabet A is for Albertson, Thomas his name; Composing this jingle, he hopes to win fame. B is for Bernstein. For poems he yearns, And many a rhyme he modestly turns. B stands for Boehm, a girl we all know. For Bandlow, a senior, who does nothing slow. C is for Corey, so modestly quiet, Who always subsists on a cream-puff diet. D is for “Dutch,” a boy who’s no double. He smashes out home-runs without any trouble. D is for Belahunt, Dc la War too. Through Frenchy their names, they’re Americans true. E is for Evans, our coach, strong and grand: Who, to all the boys, extends the glad hand. F is for Feller, for Foster, and Frank, Crebbin’s his last name. He’s sometimes a crank. G is for Groman, so tall and so slim, He works at debating with vigor and vim. H stands for Harrington, for Hoffman, for Hayes, Sprightly, and dainty, and daring their ways. H also’s for Hach, our baby so dear, He was captain of basket-ball throughout this year. I is for “Izzy,” our musician so small; Who can handle the fiddle far better than all. J is for Jerry, the friend of the girls. He admires their faces and soft, lovely curls. K is for Katz, who in foot-ball won fame. For helping write this, he deserves a good name. 40

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There is a Miss Florence Spernoga, Who came from the town Saratoga She’s two curls which are cute, And they make her a “beaut,” This Florence “Spaghetti” Spernoga. Jessie Perram was arrested, And her sanity was tested. She broke too oft the school’s speed rule. In typewriting trials at Commerce school. Too substantial for a myth, Comes anon our Julius Smith. He was never on a diet, And no, never in a riot. Did you know one Mary Call? She was good at basket-ball, And was always there with more When the teacher called “Encore.” Little, “teeny” Rose O’Connor, Whom to know is quite an honor, For she is a darling kid, And in a thimble could be hid. Pretty, clever, witty and wise, Miss Anna Stewart McCorkindale, Long name for a little one her size, But to her mind we say, “All Hail.” Big and husky Clarence Porter, Loved a girl but wouldn’t court ’er. He was always very shy, When a walkin’ “through the rye.” 39

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L is for Leopold. In athletics he’s cool. And he will compete with the best in the school. M stands for Meier, as actor he’s grand. As a fisher lands fish, applause he can land. N is for Nap, the chef of our school: “To please people’s taste” is his every-day rule. O is for Olsen, the hist'ry class pet. Who organized the “Three-fifteen Club,” with regret P is for Porter, our full-back, right strong. Who, unmindful of work, the team helped along. Q is the letter that now needs a place. We merely shall use it to fill in the space. R’s for Romanis who played on each team; But as a player of foot-ball he was all to the cream. S stands for Smith, of them there are three. For Snell, Strauss, Spernoga, and others you see. S stands for Steigerwald, who in plays took the prize And also for Satink who’s gentle and wise. T stands for Tobin, a debater, he; Who some day will a great orator be. U is for USELESS, a word we despise. It reminds us of hist’ry; brings tears to our eyes. V’s for Vobornik, for veterans too, Who to foot-ball stuck fast as wood sticks to glue. W’s for Weintraub, a lad of renown, Who basket ball plays with the best men in town. For X and for Y we scarce have the time. But still we will use them to fill out this rhyme. Z comes the last. Of Zaks there are two. With this closes our rhyme, and we bid you adieu. 41