Flanagan High School - Syllabus Yearbook (Flanagan, IL)

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THE SYLLAB U S VI. llliss Carmon is the next one on the list, Vllho, whene'er absent, is sadly missed. Her merry laughter, daily heard All along the Senior row, Dispels gloom, lights the room, and so Cheers ns, weary, as the song of a bird. VII. Next of mention is Miss Meils, 'Whose face is always wreathed with smiles, lvho is ever teeming full of song. Quite a hortieulturist is she, Growing many a violet and sweet pea, llvhich she strews her gladsome way along. VIH. Mr. Lehmann now appears Driving out all foolish fears lYitl1 an air of feigned bravado. Caesar class is where he shines, Translating brilliantly the hardest lines, As invincible as the noted Armada. v IX. Here comes Ralph, or rather Mr. Monk, lVho has never, never heen known to Hunk, His ehief role, that of a good Samaritan. Ile, like Clirfm-d, is a ,l.atin head-light, Studying far into the silent, dead night, This manly, intelligent American. X. At last lggme to the class poet, lvho, if she were a genius, didn't know it lfntil she was assigned this onerous task. Ot' her nothing can I especially say Except that to Graymont she onee walked away, And how she got back, quite a few did ask.

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THE SYLLABUS CLASS POI-EM. I. Once upon an evening dreary, Ivhile I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a couplet which wouldnlt ryhme, Ivhile I studied, deep and deeper, Suddenly there came to me the keeper Of merry jingles of all time. II. IVhen to me he offered aid, After an entreaty I had made, Of eoniposing our class poeni, Do you think that I'd refuse it? No, indeed, but I eonld't use it F or the rhymes I eonld not rightly comprehend III. So I sti'ug'g'led on, alone and lonely, IVould have given all my talents if only One ride on Pegasus had been permitted me. But sinee sueh was not the ease I found myself as out of place As an eagle flonndering in the sea. IV. Xow as to our honnv class, Composed of merry lad and lass, Just a word or two shall I say here, That it. is the Very best, And will stand the hardest test, And its renown shall spread far and near. V Miss Horrie is the first niaid I shall name, Small and dainty enuf to frame, Sweet and winsome seventeen. IVith eyes sparkling, tho deniure, She's a bonny little lass, to be sure, This eoquette, so dear and so serene.

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1,45 THE SYLLABUS XI. Of our faculty I must say That our instructors for the day IfVere very competent indeed. The three R's, as well as other things lvere not taught. by the tune the hickory sings, Ekcept in cases of dire need. XII. 'Wvords of learned length and thundering sound Amazed the gazing scholars ranged aroundf' And here continues the description of Prof. Hill, And still tl1ey gazed, and still thc wonder grew That one small head could carry all he knew, So much it was they feared 'twould make him ill. X l I l'. Miss llenieksman sure is fine In every subject, in every lincg IYorking with such earnest zeal, For the benefit of every class, So that each and all may pass, That her work's well done she ought to feel. XIV. Ilere I'vc discussed at length our school, Exec it that 'tno whis mcrin0 ' is the rule l l r- 2 A mandate wlneh all try to obey. Thus ends my long story, And shure. it's glad I am, begorrv, That lfm thru with this rhymeless lay. Vivian Harkness. CLASS PROPIIFCY. As the school year of 1014 drew to a close, our class, after due deliberation, came to the conclusion that a proper celebration of one of the last days of our high school career should be had in a Class Day. The doubtful honor of class prophet was awarded ine. Xow, if any think ill of me and my prophecy, let him beware. In the words of the Immortal Desmond. You have brought it upon yoursclff'-Follows the prophecy: During the summer of 1924, having lived witliin the confines of New York ,7,