Hamburg High School - Echoes Yearbook (Hamburg, NY)

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Of course, our president you know, And he, l tell you, is not slowg He makes the Hnest speech hy far, Whibh makes us wonder where we are. But when our Von, whom we adore, Begins to laugh and laugh some more, It seems as if he'd never stop, - When he gets going like a top. Now Margaret Bley is very bright, And she, I'm sure, is always right, lf there are questions hard and deep, She's sure to know them, while we weep. Fred Bauer is a light indeedg He works and shines and takes no heed Of worthless things, hut looks ahead, And success he'll have, for so 'tis read. Christina Moritz, so they say, just talks and talks through all the day. She cheers us up and always smiles When days are blue and stretch for miles. Next Elmer Agle must be classed Among the best, with visions vast, That lead him onward to the top Where he will then decide to stop. Now, Evelyn Brocksopp is the kind That you would always like to find, She cooks and sews and studies long, Oh, she's a peach, if l'm not wrong. And Dorothy Kitching needs mention here For she's a worker, never fearg Although quite quiet in her ways, She'll be remembered all her days. And next, two of a kind appear, So quiet always that we fear Perhaps some day they'll forfeit speech And then how could they ever teach? These two you surely now have guessed: They're ina Marsh, so quietly dressed, And Gordon I-lartloff, wondrous wise, Who sees all things with open eyes. Loretta Koch is quite a girl, Her lips in scorn do never curl, She's happy as a day in June, And often gazes at the moon. Arlina Minekime you spy, But rarely hear her speak or cry. She's quiet, too, as you can tell, But we all like her very well. I4 Din'-P-v..,,.- J L IAQ' :I f pg 'fn v,,,i Zi Lil 5 hi' fri-Ligg 'I E, ' --r...'s-i

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Glleum HUP!!! At last four years of work and play Have passed us by and sped away. Now, seniors all, we look and wait, And wonder if we'll graduate. Those horrid regents cause great fear, As they come slowly, surely near: But when they're gone, oh joy, oh bliss! No longer feared and hardly missed. The world is big, the world is greatg lt's paths are rough and hard is fate. With strength of mind and honor bright, We hope to win in life's great fight. In Hamburg High we've learned so much That now we wish to feel and touch The things that fill our thoughts always, Untried, and waiting all these days. Our studies have been quite a strain, But when you have a fine old brain You're sure to Hy along the road And never dream you have a load. But for us others, work and work, On Caesar, history and Burke, And sad it is when, after all, We just skin through and almost fall. When school was dull and needed pep, We often nearly lost our rep! Oh, yes: we're angels quite a bit! But often, too, we show our wit, And cause our teachers to exclaim That such remarks will bring us fame. At times we're stupid, I confess, CI can but make a hurried guess-U Our class this year is quite the best, And I shall say it not in jest. The finest boys and girls around ln twenty-one's fine class are found. We are not wondrous wise as yet, But soon, when trials we have met, We'll show our school what we have done To make our way beneath the sun. I3

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Our class has music, too, you bet! And Earl does catch us in his net: I-le plays and plays and we all stand Around and listen to his band. This Helen Foote is quite a miss, We all would like her for a sisg She's popular as she can be, For she can shake a wicked knee. Now Doris Koelrnel is quite short, But just the same she is a sport: When days are long she never minds, But works along at what she finds. And Ethel Kohl is always gay, Though clouds and troubles bar the way She works so hard that we all think Perhaps at us she'd like to wink. Our little Tony is the one Who gives us all just loads of fun: She laughs and giggles quite a bit, And often, gives us most a fit! Pete Moore is always on the jump, He learns his lessons in a lump: But then that bluffer is so wise, That he would conquer half his size Ruth Zuber, independent one, Just keeps us all upon a rung If she her tests should ever fail, l know you'd hear the whole school wail. That William Withey is a boy Who gives his class just lots of joy, He works so hard and is so busy We wonder why he is not dizzy. Now Beulah Newton is so tall That she stoops low when in the hallg Her marks are always up so high, We fear that they will reach the sky. So Genevieve Woodruff now must learn To slow her steps and watch her tums, For she does walk so very fast We don't know if her feet will last! Then Eleanor Wipperman is inclined To be quite clumsy but refinedg She is a wonder at baseball And hardly ever takes a fall. She is a talker beyond a doubt, But never indulges in a pout, Because she knows that that would be A thing disliked by you and me. I5