Fairmont High School - Maple Leaves Yearbook (Fairmont, WV)

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Officers. President ....... Acting President Secretary ....... Treasurer ....... Historian ....... Archie Meredith Raymond Salvatti .....Olive Crush . .. Pauline Reed Lucile Hamilton CLASS SONG. (Tune: O Johnnie O.) ) Seniors. O Seniors, just look who's here, ) Seniors. ( Seniors, let’s give a cheer For K. B. Moore, our sponsor true. And for the Maize and Blue we’ll— Stand by her loyally for We’re Seniors, we’re Seniors, best ever known Of any other class of old— We’re the class of 18- And the class of esteem. So then. O Seniors. O Seniors. O. i«

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Miss GaskiU's assistant's. Miss Walker. As everyone knows she's a talker. She winks her blue eyes, nd makes the best pics, nd in cooking we know she's no balkcr. Mr. Hawkins teaches Manual Train- ing. And comes to school when it is rain- ing. lie'll pound and he'll saw, nd help the boys draw. Very practical things they arc gaining. This is to Herbert F. Moore. Who played ball till his lingers were sore. And some of the guys. (lave him two black eyes. When he played on the Clarksburg gytn floor. Miss Yocrodt takes care of the books. And gives some very wise, looks. For the Y. W. C. A. She works every day. And her voice is like clear sparkling brooks. Miss Hodges arranges our fun. And gives to us many a pun. And many a laugh To cut troubles in half. We hope she has only begun. 1'his is our worthy Miss Paul, About art she knows it ‘most all. She's adorned with dark hair. To her none can compare. Kven though she is not very tall. Here's to our red-haired Miss Moore, W ho stands on the study hall floor. She runs us away From the heater each day. And says. Please loaf here no more. Mr. Carpenter’s name would suggest That at housebuilding lie could do best. Hut that is not true As he can show you. When he gives a Geometry test. I'll speak of our Mr. Yangilder. His learning would, almost bewilder. One pupil we find Tried to fathom his mind. And some one reported it killed her. Miss Lcaman is next on the floor. This teacher we all do adore. She can sing like a lark From daylight till dark. And still we wish slic’d sing more. is We have Miss Daisy Wedding to note. For a wedding we always will vote. For we’re happy and gay. To think that some day. We shall be in the very same boat. Miss Watson bails from Kentucky. To get her we think we are lucky. For as a typewriter So one could be brighter. And we think she is awfully plucky. Miss Davis comes next on the list. If she’d leave she’d be very tnuch missed. ()n the year l ook she works. And her duty ne'er shirks. And we're glad that she’s here to assist. The praises of all we do sing. As we think of the good that they bring. And the sorrows and joys. To the girls ami boys. Hut we’ve come to the end of the string.

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JAMES ANWYLL. A fa e made out of no other «hop than by nature's white hand »et ope.