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

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Rimes of 1910 b It was an ancient chauffeur. And he stopped me on the lea: “By thy long fur coat and greasy hands, Now wherefore, stoppeth thou me ?” “My name is Snyder, sir. quoth he. . “My auto's down the lane: The spark plug is defunct. I guess. It will not spark again.” He led me to his stranded car. And hade me step within. When straightway it did hum and buzz. With most unseemly din. The chauffeur then with maniac laugh leaped to the steering wheel. I tried to pray. Alas! Alack! I could not even kneel. On, on we flew, with direful speed. Increasing all the while: Till by the lowering sun. I knew We'd sped full many a many mile. A turn appeared within the road. Our speed still unabated: I knew that death lay in our path. Vet only gasped—and waited. I thought of all the wicked things I’d ever said or done. And vowed should I be spared alive To atone for everyone. And then in quick succession passed My jolly High School days. I saw again my own fair class. Alas though through a haze. First Balcntine. our hero. came. An athlete was he: And often times 'gainst weary odds Had won us victory. But greatest generals sometimes fail. Strongest hearts break down! And Balcntine had lost bis heart. On the South Side of our town. And then appeared another face. Dug Crater I could see. And as he looked he gave the wink That captured poor Birdie. She’s waiting at the church door yet, That foolish little girl: She thinks that Crater still is true. Shame on the faithless churl. iS

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Enrollment— Vergil A. Davison .... Stewart H. Dewson .... William Durr.......... Ralph A. Fischer...... Theodore Freeman ...... Earl D. Gardner ...... Jacob Grollman ........ Harold F. Heil........ Clarence W. Hess ..... Raymond A. Ketch ledge Clinton H. Kline....... Russell K. Krantz . . Israel Krohn ......... Russell K. Laros...... Douglas P. Lawall...... Fred W. McElroy ...... General Scientific General Scientific General Scientific General Scientific Latin Scientific Classical Latin Scientific General Scientific Classical Classical Latin Scientific Commercial Commercial Classical Latin Scientific Commercial 17 I ■(Continued) Fred N. Miller ...... Joseph S. Rodenbough Wilbur J. Rolling .. Peter Sciioch ....... Conrad J. Seecars.... John M. Siiekrerd ... John W. Shimer, Jr. . Ward W. Snyder....... Stanley S. Souders .. ■ Russell B. Stone..... Abram Strausburc ... Harry L. Stryker ... Urbanus L. Wireeach Gilbert A. Woods .... Lysle L. Wynans — Wm. H. Ziecenhorn .. Classical Latin Scientific Latin Scientific Classical Classical General Scientific Latin Scientific Latin Scientific Classical Latin Scientific Latin Scientific Commercial General Scientific Classical Commercial General Scientific

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Now a flash illumined the haze, Jack Binns of 1910. ’Twas Davison about to speak, (but pshaw) The spark went out again. Then Izzy Krohn, that little bunch Of comic recitations, Which would have been so bad But for those tongue-tied hesitations. Laros, our musician, then With thoughtful mien strode by. Humming, as of old his wont. Some pretty melody. Rows A and B before me passed. While Winkey took the roll: Big Freeman tripped him. as of yore. And Winkey took the roll. How all the Seniors wildly laughed. All clapped their hands in glee: Adown the aisle, our Principal, With rising ire came he. With trembling hands the books came out. The pages quickly turning: Each Senior on his lesson then His downcast gaze was burning. Our dancing master then I saw, Lyslc Wynans. King of Grace: With rapid strides he too moved on Along the ’wildcring maze. And McElroy, big blushing Fred, The idol of a Freshman lass: He looked and laughed, grew rosy red. And onward then did pass. Then even as he passed from sight. Another took his place; Lo! there was Billy Ziegenhorn. Smiling before my gaze. And gentle May was by his side. They snuggled close together: For he had sworn to protect her Until death did them sever. Next Harold Heil came wandering Along my trance did seem. Harold was our short-stop Upon the baseball team. Then Clarence Hess and Peter Schoch. Beau Brummcls of our class; They both strode by in haughty haste And from my view did pass. Russy” Stone then next I saw. Our captain of basketball fame: Though not quite up to the standard height. He got there just the same. A dim cloud picture now did form. And as it clearer grew I saw that it was Dewson 'Mid the pictures that he drew.