Flanagan High School - Syllabus Yearbook (Flanagan, IL)

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THE SYLLABUS 43 THE PATH OF DUTY. It was in the evening after school and Alice was sitting at a table with her school books around her. Ting-a-ling. Alice got up and answered the telephone.- Hello Hello, is this Alice Z asked the voice. This is Marjoryf, Yes, I recognized your voice, replied Alice. You know that the world's most famous violin player is to play at the opera house tonight, and I have two tickets, Marjory said, and I want you to go with me. Alice thot for a few minutes and then said, HG, Marjory, I do wish I could go, but we have a quiz in Physics and Caesar tomorrow, so I must study. You know I stayed out- of school a week and I missed a great deal, so I am afraid I can't go. You can put off your studying until tomorrow and I am sure some of the other girls will help you, pleaded Marjory. Yes, but I promised mother I would stay at home, so I must. keep my promise, said Alice, but you get somebody else to go with you. I hope you have a nice time. Goodbycf' IVell, goodbyf' said Marjory. Alice Schmidt was a senior at Mount Holyoke, Mass., and a very studious girl, while Marjory was a freshie. The girls at school said that was the reason she was not so studious. Alice studied hard that night and the next day went to school feeling as tho she could answer any questions in these studies. On her way to school she met Marjory, who told her that the music was fine and that she had taken Mary Blackmore, the rich banker's daughter with her. Mary was also a senior, and considered the brightest- student in thc class. The seniors had not heard from their quiz, and in two weeks they were expecting to graduate. The junior reception had been held and all were now preparing for graduation. One day most of the senior class were assembled outside the school build- ing when they saw the professor coming with their papers. All rushed up the stairs and could scarcely wait until their classes were called. Vifhen Alice received her paper she was not surprised to find she had a grade of ninety-nine, but she was, indeed, very much surprised when the professor called her up to his desk and told her that she had received the highest grades in the class. ' On the eve of graduation, when her freshman friend, Marjory, came up and congratulated her, Alice only said, The path of duty is the path to successfl This set Marjory to thinking and she followed this motto the rest of her school life. Juanita IVilcox.

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THE SYLLABUS FRESH M AN POEM. I. When in the course of human events, We Freshies take our standg VVe' re going to show you Seniors how To take great things in hand. II. You say you want a proof of this? W'ell, please just wait a whileg For we Freshies never miss To do things in grand style. III. You see we have the personages, To make our class go roundg Take for instance Amelia and Lucile, Such geniuses ne'er were found. IV. Vlhy even Juanita is a Xapoleon shark, She is right there like a larkg For she is a regular mystery IVhen it comes to anything like history. V. Ive have seven other wonders, Like the great Wonders of this Worlmlg But on account of lack of space, Their banners must. remain furled. VI. But some day you will hear of them, Proud Seniors who are gayg And as for you clear Juniors, VVe' ll meet you on our way. VII. Herels but a word for our sifle-pal Sophs, Vlho give us naught- but knocks and scoffsg IVhen We take one more step in life, We'll help our followers in their strife. VIII. Alas, tho at the time of writing We're only Freshies bold, We'll continue onward ever fighting Till we're taken into the fold. 7 By R. R. and M. M

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THE SYLLABUS FRESH M EN A LA LI M ERI CK . Ruth Rich is a bonny lass, The pride of the freshman. class, Ivhen she has cause to frown, She always looks down, To permit the storm cloud to pass. Juanita, a shy little lainh, In the kitchen one day atc some jam, Iler capacity great Called for more freiglit, So she said, Ma, wherc's the hanl ? Alfred, the Gerinan f'stude , I11 court one tiine he Hsudew' He won his case The look on l1is face, Now shows hels quite a Ududef' 7 7 Ivan, the short gent with the eyes, Oler his Dutch wastes inany tears and sighs llc studies Algebra quite a lot, Only when itls very hut, And then he uses some other guyis. Ivilda, a niaiden fair, lVith her dark eyes and hair, A Freshie so sweet, And of foot so fleet, You couldn't catch on a dare. A very short girlie is Leta, IVith wisdoin that's hard to beatag For a head that's so sinall, She sure knows it all, This prini little maiden called Iieta. I,ucille, the cut-up slim, One day she sang a hyning She sang it long, This serious song, But. ,twas only a petty whiin.