Hartwell High School - Wave Lengths Yearbook (Cincinnati, OH)

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9.. l-tm-z x-unl 3-n-u-u-I-l . Stern Margaret Loth, who sentenced him to die. But school Was not entirely fun and play, We studied hard and worked from day to day Until the night for graduation came, We ttembled,-shook. Would school 6,61 be the same? Brave Freshies we. The Sophs guffawed at us, The Juniors scoffed at us, the Seniors stared at us. We smiled and giggled, hid our heads, and did So meekly, and sweetly just as we were bid. Oh, yes! Thatis what the Sophies thought, But we! Well we were independent. Nuught The Scphs could do would trouble us :1 bit. We took initiation with the grit So typical in all our work. A few Appeared afraide as usual freshies do But in our hearts we deemed the nsophs the least Of troublese Let them paint us up as beasts. Ssphcmcrcs! the brave W'ise Foolsii 0f Hartwell School! Such were we dubbed by the Babyn Juniors, Cruel, Wise Fools indeed! We fooled them one and all We gave a dance-a real succeSSen ball That pleased cien Seniors arrogant. WW0 teased The freshies now and then until they ceased To be so bold and brave, forgetting we Were Sophs , the high and mighty powers that be. Ben such happy days :it last will fly and pass. The juniors organized 2m upper-classi Again we gave a danceeand still success. In athletics we contributed no less To the prestige cf our school. In basketball, Fcotball, and track we passed and exceeded all The reccrds mzde in former years. In May We found our long desired revenge. One day The SophsW and Seniors who not long ago Had initiated us were brought to woe By Class Day exercises, when we made Them redeem their sins with penalties that were laid By Surgeon Brasington, who took each one And doctored him until his sins were gone. And now, weTe seniors, Our carefree days have passed, We linger round, and fondly look out last e And take a long farewell, and wish in vain For joys like these beyond the high school mainl 24

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nabt J-V I-V Is spelled C-A-TK and its friend ratn By ufLA-Tm. But we are studious And such small words and letters bother Me Not very long Ah, time will always fly, We 13nd year after year is slipping by. Our number swell as new class members come. Friend Mary Swain already has begun Her famous giggling. Soon she cries aloudea sad Sad girleand vows she never will be bad Again-for sitting lonely in the hall Has cured her of this fault for good and all. Bill RatlifF who has started on his way To entertain our class with pranks each day At last plays once too oft. Then he pays The penalty, and during several days we see a different Bill, chastened and meek; But not for long. Mere spankings are too weak To crush Bilrs impish humor or cast down His hopes of being our acknowledged clown. One day fair Duffy came to school quite late And teacher said that it must be DuWS fate To Stand in shame from one till two, Alas, the punishment did her little good. A visitor, from Mexico! a friend Of Beanieis, daringly commenced to send Her tulips every day; and bashful Bean Just smiled and hoped her blushes were not seen When she received the flowers. Still time flies on. Our boys rind girls were learning fast upon The help of teachers skilled to rule, And then the singing master taught his school. A man Severe he was, and stem to View, We knew him well, and every truant knew, Well had the boding tremblers learned to trace The duyis disasters in his morning face; Full well they laughed with counterfeited glee At all his jokes, for many a joke had he; Full well the busy whisper, circling round, Conveyed the dismal tidings when he frowned; Yet he was kind, or if severe in aught, The love he bore to music was in fault. At last we reached the eighth grade with a plan To give an Operetta of old Japan, Princess Chrysanthemum by name. And fair Betty was caught and held within the villairfs lair Saved at last by him 50 True , so brave, The gallant Gene, who flung the villainous knave At the feet of the wisest Emperor, mWhat-For-XWhy, 23 .0

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