Ionia High School - Ionian Yearbook (Ionia, MI)

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Senior Class Roll Manon G. Spencer Subscription Manager Sigh; Senior Play “Infinite riches in a little room. ’ George Taft Class President (4); Vice President Lyceum (3); Class Sec- retary-Treasurer, (3); Senior Play; Editor Sigh There’s mischief in this man; He hath a head to contrive, a tongue to persuade, A hand to execute any mischief.’’ Corinne Wolverton Social Editor Sigh “And she could talk, ye Gods! how she could talk.” Henrietta Weisgerber Assistant Social Editor Sigh; Senior Play “ Be good sweet maid and let those who will be clever.

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Senior Class Roll George Hall Class Sergeant-at-arms (4); Joke Editor Sigh “He comes, the herald of a noisy world. With spattered boots, strapped waist, and frozen locks. News from all the nations lumbering on his back. ’ Frank Hogle Sub Football (4): Assistant Joke Editor Sigh “Wheresoe’er thou move, good luck Flings her old shoe after thee. Eva Klingenberg Class Vice President (4); assistant Athletic Editor Sigh; Senior Play; Athletics “ The clock upbraids me with the waste of time. Donald MacKinnon President Lyceum. First Semester (4); Football (I, 2, 3, 4;) Track Team (3. 4;) Debating Team (4); Oratoricals; Class Vice President (3); Senior Play; Business Manager Sigh; County Athletic Council (4) “ Heart to conceive, the understanding to direct or the hand to execute.

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Senior Class Roll Helen J. Wilkinson Literary Editor Sigh; Athletics Wisdom married to immortal verse. Edna Warren Senior Play; Art Editor Sigh Be good and you'll be happy, but you'll miss a lot of fun. Class Song A SENIOR is extremely queer his teachers all declare, He’ll flunk and fool and shirk and grin and finish passing fair, They’re not that way nor never were these gentle maids and men, These model Seniors of nineteen hundred ten. Chorus: Good bye, good bye, we’re sorry we have to go; Good bye, good bye, we know' you’ll miss us so; In future years w'e know' that you will want us back again; The model Senior Class of nineteen hundred ten. A teacher does some funny things the seniors all can say; He shouts and howls and rushes round and talks the time away. And shocks our gentle gravity in a way beyond the ken Of the model Senior Class of nineteen hundred ten. Our William is the model of a burning, shining light, He puts aside all childish things and works with pure delight; He never will, he never can, be frivolous again, In the model Senior Class of nineteen hundred ten. Miss Daniels is a fair extract of that queerly teaching set; She, too, loves work and does not play—because of past regret. She’s passing life in loving and in luring to her den The model Senior Class of nineteen hundred ten. We once were fresh and verdant, though now we’re stern and grave We’re models of good students, and well we do behave; Perhaps you think we’re bluffing for they do it now and then In the model Senior Class of nineteen hundred ten. JANE COURTER.