Jackson High School - Osky Wow Yearbook (Jackson, OH)

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A bright Sophmore called Pete Likes nothing so well as to sleep, But, at camp once, I’ve heard, His sleep was disturbed, And his words were most anything but sweet. There’s a boy sometimes known as B. K. Who often fails small debts to pay. To pay short’s his desire, And he spends many an hour, So that he with a big league may play. There’s a boy with initials E. A. Who is deeply in love, so they say; Each week since he met ’er, He’s sent her a letter. And he thinks of her most every day. There’s a Freshman named ‘‘Haggerty” Coll, Who was anxious to play at foot ball; But his grades were too low— Mr. Henson said: ‘‘No; You can go down and root but that’s all.” E. L. Jacobs, ’12, and others. NEW HIGH SCHOOL Twenty-eight

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 Hhr HJaaruUttp of (Things A bright foot ball player is Mike; When he starts with the ball on a hike, He surely does run Like shot from a gun; Is he fast? Why you ne’er saw the like! You probably know Eben Jones, (Please don’t think that I’m throwing stones), Hut a mandolin is his And, tho it’s none of my biz, He certainly produces sweet tones. Don’t know Fletcher Benton?—Oh, the dickens! The fellow who has such fine chickens? To the chick show they went And cost many a cent; When you mention it to him his breath quickens. There is a young man named McVicker, Than whom there was never one sicker, When, on a hot summer day. He tried tennis to play; It was first thot he surely would kick ’er. Most every one knows I. T. Branson, That young High School fellow so handsome. On one Hallowe’en night He was given a fright— I’m not sure but I heard that he ran some. Leon Evans, the Senior President— Of Rocky Hill prominent resident— On questions pertaining To order maintaining, For the right answer never is hesitant. Of the Seniors there’s one who's named Peters; He oughtn’t to be fraid of skeeters; They’d do him no harm For I’m sure he could charm Them all away with his METERS-LiTERS-FEET(ERS,-etc. A very bright Junior named Morgan Has a voice just like a pipe organ; It’s so melodious and deep It will sing you to sleep, And you will not wake up till tin iflunjru. Twenty-seven

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