Faulkner School for Girls - Kismet Yearbook (Chicago, IL)

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Page 10 The Little Tea Set There is a little tea set In the China shop; But it is marked one dollar-fifty And Pve spent my all for a top. Now I must get that little tea set, Though already I owe a debt; I'm so afraid someone will buy it, How I worry and I fret. Today is my birthday, Here is a present from Aunt May. Oh! it is the tea set, That I saw the other day. Zoe Ann Macaulay My Dad and Me Under the little apple tree, There we sit, my dad and me. There we have lunch and there we have tea, Under the little apple tree. We go a-strolling through the wood, And a jolly time have we; We know the names of all the leaves That belong to different trees. We love each other, And you can see We shall always be pals— My dad and me. Sally Miller

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Fifth Grade Marie Frances Blair Joan Monroe Gloria June Frank Joan Sheppard Zoe Ann Macaulay Edna Lee Ullman Sally Miller Elaine Wilhartz OFFICERS OT ES1A C1: a oe ey eae aia s, ae Fa Sally Miller ie CELPESId C1 LAMM a, eh tc ss ae ye ke Gloria Frank SE Gr €) 21) ae mee AE sna cereal eae gn. 2 ... Joan Monroe INLCGSTET CE ee AA Ae oor BER eee | Marie Blair Colors—Blue and White On the Beach In summer we go swimming in the lake And play that we’re a rattle snake, Or play we are pirates bold And many mysteries thus are told. Then we come back to the land, And start adventures in the sand; We dig so deep that water we reach, Way down beneath the sandy beach. We hold a sea-shell to our ear And many different sounds we hear; Then leave the beach at the close of day, Tired and happy from our play. Elaine Wilhartz Snowball Dora Everyone likes my little pony, My little cat is golden brown, He is as white as snow; She happens to be Angora; I wonder what I should name him— Her fur is just as soft as down, “Snowball,” don’t you think so? And everyone calls her “Dora.” Frances Blair Joan Sheppard A Winter Night As I sit beside the warm grate fire, Watching the flames leap higher and higher, I hear the wind in the trees outside Shrieking and howling as though they cried. Joan Monroe Page 9

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Sixth Grade Lois Dernberg Hope Landis Nancy Eugenia Meadows Regina Estelle Winter Betty Heath Wood @ERFIGERS PECL CH Fae eee Se ce eA Fg Lois Dernberg WEE DT ESA CH LM as A AU ae Se a ee ee ee Betty Wood SCCKCL AI ans ee ae wae ee Ee RRs 3 Hope Landis JEU Wi Ttae pero 3 eee et ne ee ne ee ae Nancy Meadows Colors—Maroon and White Robins There’s a robin in the woodland, There’s a robin in the sea But they’re just as different As different can be. The one that’s in the forest Has feathers and a tail; The one that’s in the ocean Has a scaly coat of mail. Hope Landis The Fish I saw a little fish swimming in the pool, Oh my! but he looked cool; I caught him by the fin And found him very thin. I dropped him on his head And there he lay, Until he swam away Down to his bed. Betty Wood Pilgrims Pilgrims going to and fro, Busy as can be, Preparing a feast and giving thanks that He Had brought them safely through The trials of life in a land quite new. Lois Dernberg Page 11