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

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The good and bad, the great and small. Yes every one was there: And those that had no place to rest Were floating in the air. Fred Miller, now. our editor. Came stalking through my dream; A moral essay in each hand. How real it all did scent! X'ext Ralph Orlando Fischer came,. With Shinier at his back: I closed my ears lest they should sing “The Teacher and the Tack. Krantz. our one-time knocker And King of Repartee, Came dancing then before my gaze. He seemed as ever, gay. The old time smirk upon his face. llis eyes with mirth were beaming. His every move, his every glance With countless pranks seemed teeming. I recollected then when Krantz From his Junto had torn a leaf. Because should it be seen at home He feared'twould bring him grief. Joe Rodcnbougli now dashed by Upon a bony steed, Alas! I fear the skinny thing Was sore in need of feed. I.awall followed after Joe, Up and down bounced he; 3 I often wondered how it was He kept a whole body. In and out of the saddle. Along Northampton Street: Had I been he I’d much prefer To travel on my feet. Chief Kctchlcdgc, Actor-Orator. Lieutenant Sunshine Band Came swinging then into the haze. And boldly took his stand. Yet once again, the picture changed. The old main room I saw: The round and kingly teacher there Was doling out the law. He turned his wrathful gaze on me. His lips then moved in speech: The chauffeur by my side did give A most unearthly screech. We struck! I flew! I know not where, 'Twas long ere I came to: The stars were sparkling up on high. The grass was wet with dew. A man was kneeling by my side. And as my head he pressed, You’ve made up rhymes enough,” he said. You’d better take a rest. So if the meter limps a bit. And rhymes arc all askew. You sec, friends, how it came about, 'Twas all that I could do.

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Senior Class Events UST as every story has two sides to it, so the events of the Senior Year were of two varieties— the common-place; and the calamitous (?). The former had their programs laid out and followed the regular routine established by precedent; the latter grew out of oblivion and like the soap bubble freed from the pipe, rose and burst, leaving nothing but misty recollections. Even as the last shall be first, so shall the last-named variety be explained first. The Notorious Cat Call The first in order of happening was the advent of a new member into our midst about the beginning of last winter in the form of Mr. Thomas Cat. of whom the faculty even, were unable to gain the slightest particulars or to obtain a clue as to his whereabouts. The members of the class, not wishing to be rude »o the stranger, allowed him to torment and torture the members of the faculty at will, thinking that surely our wily Principal would soon find out the miscreant. This Mr. Cat’s middle name must have been Fox, for he certainly was sly in eluding all the employed servants of Mr. Jones, even that faithful, alert Johnny-on-the-spot Mr. Uliler. At last when Mr. Jones had applied the rule it was discovered that the new member was none other that Mr. Win, Dutt, who had been mas- querading in his new role of Mr. Thomas Cat. Senior A. A. Last but not le.nl of lU CUu At about 9 a. m. on the morning of the twenty-first of April a new organization came into existence in the form of the Senior A. A. (Ananias Association). Without the least note of warning our pedigree was handed out to us in excellent (?) but sizzling terms. We all felt like three cents after that terrible raking over in front of the whole school, didn’t we fellows? My! wasn’t it awful? We have certainly improved since and where is there a body of