Goode Barren Township High School - Tatler Yearbook (Sesser, IL)

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THE TATLER llllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllilllllllllml She giveth me a low grade, my work goeth under. Surely zero and condition shall follow me all the days of my life, And I shall dwell in the class with the goats forever. --ELSIE H.n11L'roN AN OLD SCHOOL HOUSE OF MINE UVITH APOLOGIES TO JAMES WHITCOMB RILEYJ As one who views in wonder the Capitol of our land And muses o11 other structures as wonderful and grand, So I turn 1ny thoughts and wonder, till in shadowy design I find the precious strueture of an old schoolhouse of Illille. My memory grows brighter and a million blessings come As l dream of days hack yonder and of all lily dear old ehums, And to dream the old dreams over is a privilege sublime lVhen my truant fancies wander with that old schoolhouse of mine. l11 faet, when Cares oppress me, tllltll the dark Clouds hover near, l'm like a ship afar at sea without a sign of eheer Vntil in Ill0lll,l'Y7S harbor, my thoughts will always find A safe and joyous anchor in that old srhoolhouse of mine. A place of work that's pleasant. and play that's merry too, XVith teachers kind and helpful, and pals so good and true, It just makes me thrill with rapture. all my cares T must resign lVhen my soul is filled with mem'ries of that old schoolhouse of mine. I can see the pleasant classrooms, the merry boys and girls, 'l'he teachers ever busy, the hest janitor in all the world, Their hearts all bound together with a love almost divine That makes me think more dearly of that old sehoolhouse of mine. But Ah! You are wondering what the name of that school may he It's G. B. 'l'. H. S., my friends. that's so very dear to me! And all my life I'll cherish, my heart will ever pine For the days that are gone forever in that old schoolhouse of mine. -llIARGAl!E'l' Hxrvi-luxe, CLASS '23 lllllll llllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllIlllllllllIlllllIlllllllllllllIllllIlllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllillllilllllllllll1lllllllllIIIllIlllllllllIIllllIlllIIlllIIIllIlllllllllIIIllIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIllIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIllIIIllllllllllllllllllllllllll lllll llll

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T. H E T A T L E R 47 HHHlllllIIIllIIllllIIllllllllllllllllllllllllllIllIllIllfiHHtIIllIlIIIIllIlllllllllllllllllllllllHHlllllllI!II!lIIIIIIII!IIIIlllllllllllllllllllllllllHlilllllll1llllIIIIIIIIIIlIIIIlIIIIIIIIllllllllllllllllllllllllHlllllllllllllIlllllIllIIIIIIIIIIlIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIllIIIIIIHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII pe11 I have ever seen. It was made of shining gold and was studded with diamonds. There were three of the little men 011 each side of it, bearing it 011 their shoulders. The Queen then asked me to lift it from their shoulders. She told me how the King of the Fairies had come in possession of it when warring with another band of fairies, and how they had carefully guarded it since, permitting only worthy people to use it and how they had all gained fame as great authors. I bade the fairies goodby and started l1o1ne. How lucky I am, thought I. After they have all read my wonderful story I'll show them what a mysterious pen I have in my possession. l found when I started writing that ideas flashed into my brain like lightning. Soon I had a long theme written. The next day I took it to English class. The teacher read it and pronounced it the best theme she had ever read. My classmates phophesied that I would be a great writer some day. Of course my grade was an HS . Since I had such great results from lily English work I decided to try the lVonderful Pen on my mathematics. It seemed that those problems were terribly hard. I just couldn't work them. IVhat was the matter with that IVonderful Pen? I started to write a formula when all of a sudden, the pen faded away out of my hand, before my very eyes! I was speechless, thoughtless, and senseless for awhile. After I recovered from my dilemma I remembered that the Fairy Queen had said that the pen was to be used only for English themes. And in the excitement and joy of hav- ing it in my possession, I had forgotten her warning. So, I finished my mathematics with a pencil, and the loss of the IVon- derful Pen my English themes are not sueh that cause people to say that I will some day become a great writer. ' -P.xI'I.1N1c IlIAll'I'I11L, Umss '23 PSALM OF GEOMETRY Miss Smith is my teacher, I shall not pass. She maketh me to prove dense propositions She leadeth me to expose my ignorance before the class. She maketh me to draw figures on the blackboard for my grade's sake 1 Yea, though I study till midnight, I shall gain no Geometry. The propositions bother me, and the originals sorely trouble me. She prepareth quizzes for me in the presence of mine enemies. lllllllllllllIllllllIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIllIIIIIIIIIlIlllllllIllllllllllllllIll!1llllllllIllllllllIlIIIIlllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllIIiIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!IIIlIlllllllllllI1111IlllllllIIIIIlllliIIIIllllllllIIltllllllllllllllllllllllIIllIIlIllllIIlIlllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll

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