Easton Area High School - Rechauffe Yearbook (Easton, PA)

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l Z. f its l but l -1 13: it 1 It A ' Q lj li ll 5 7: lx 5 , I H1 ll 1 1 ff .1' Class Poem READ GN CLASS DAY By Marion Weaver Crowning the crest of the shady hill Apart from the din,of the dizzy street, Stands the old school-house we used to Fill With the songs that memory will oft repeat. In fancy we're newcomers once again And tremble and halt at the door, Then Sophomores bold as Juniors reign Then Seniors whose years are four. Now a garland of verse to bestow on the boys Some rhymes for the girls in their praise, Ere the farewell is said, that our Union destroys And we go on our several ways. Before we part we review the past, We count up the lost and those who remain, We picture each one for this look is the last - XfVe note all the traits that have grown so plain. And first we will take our stalwart boys Those handsome fellows brave and bold, Every one their wit enjoys Is this truth that I have told? Every Thursday at Bushlcill Park Gliding o'er the dancing Hoor, Frank I-Ieckls massive form you'll mark W'altzing 'till his feet are sore. If you ask Tom's favorite pastime He will answer with a grin, Perk and I stroll up the Vlfeygadt To see Paxinosa Inn. lc Chidseyls seat is often vacant Wheii the weather turns out fine, For like Tom to rural strolling On such days he does in- Kline, Arthur Beilin you'll surprise .us Some day by your cogitations, When your book you wish to publish, Let Zellers draw the illustrations. Kern wins on field and Ben on track, Three cheers for Easton I-Iigh, Oft they brought the victory back Their fame shall never die. 11

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Emily Yahraes is our class beauty By this title known to all, I'd compare her to a lily, Innocent, and pale, and tall. We have a garden rich and rare Which the Gardner tends with care, There another Lilly grows, And by her side a blushing Rose. ' Sing me a song of the Sunny South, Is the song that's ever in Leah's mouth, So fond of romantic adventure is she That she would be I-Iappyl' upon the sea. Margaret White is a jolly blade A VVho revels in mischief galore, But sad to relate, she has met her fate On the shelf of a certain drug store. Gretta is a little maiden W'ho studies a great Diehl. She never wastes time by talking, And the teachers all praise her zeal. Bertha Mattes was so sad For she couldn't get a man, 'joel' wouldn't come and Chid. was gone, But now she has a Sullivan. Margaret you'rc a Priceless maiden, VVhose heart Cupid pierced to its ut If you want the organ mended' Margaret, employ a Smith. Viola, I believe, will be our first bride, For she certainly has Ben pretty g She goes to every High School dance And dances father Time away. T5 most pit 9-Y,