Erasmus Hall High School - Arch Yearbook (Brooklyn, NY)

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CKIILJJ Jgfdfory This noble epitaph we hereby erect on the 'cbaccampusn for future reference, And before which we expect fand hopej all future Freshmen to Msfajlaamn in deference. First may we present our most fervent apologies to one Mr. Ogden Nash For the liberties herein taken which we must admit are rather rash. Trolley cars, omnibuses, taxis, and feet deposited us at the door of the Annex, And as we trudged noisily to the fourth floor we gained the repu- tation of being general pains in the nex. 'Sophomores sold us the Dutchman, the Vox Classica, the Papyrus, football tickets, footlighter tickets, and we bought everything for each of us was a little lamb, And as a strike against our perpetual hunger one of our English classes wrote a parody about the Freshmen coming down like the egg on the ham. They sent us mimeographed sheets of football songs, but we never managed to learn the refrains, But since we lost to Madison, Manual, and Boys, and tied Hamilton we never did get a chance to sing to our victory at the games. Vvhen changing classes, in honor of the grade school downstairs, we weren't supposed to talk in the halls, And we walked in single file and carried our books in our left hands, so that we wouldn't scratch up the walls. Came second term and we entered the Flatbush Arch and stood gazing at our cherished Desideriusg This is how Freshies always are recognized, wide-eyed, mouth gaping, and frowns so serious. W e traversed the campus, both front and back, from Studio G to the Han- cock lab, And found that the line outside Miss Hodgdon's office, the library, New- man's, and Steffeifs, were the places to gather and gab. Seniors insulted us, and sent us to Gym 57 instead of 425. And our teachers scolded us with knowing looks when we finally did arrive. We found ourselves crushed beneath the cafeteria and lunchroom hordes And learned how to fight our way over to look up the daily specials fwliich were moderately priced at ten centsj on the bulletin boards.