John Gorrie Junior High School - Siren Yearbook (Jacksonville, FL)

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leaves burst out on all the trees, A SONG The flowers raise their sleepsfilled eyes, The birds sing out, Arise, arise. The butterfiies flit in and out. The air with Spring seems fairly to shout. The brooklet bubbles in its bed And murmurs that King Winters dead, New And nectar's gathered by the bees. For 'tis the springtime of the year, When Mother Nature seems most dear. She paints the skies and rivers blue, And makes the weary world feel new. -jean Zacharias. JOAN OF ARC There was a maid who lived in France Five hundred years ago, And she had visions sent from he.iv'n That her valor she must show. And to these visions she did heed. Her dear France must be saved. The English knocked at Frances doori The Hag but feebly waved. The French thought she was heaven-sent Because she had such dreams, And so she went to Dauphin Charles And crowned him King at Rheims. She donned some mail, and on a horse, She into battle rodeg She won the love of all her men, And to them courage showed. One day the English captured her, And burned her at the stake. She died a martyr to her cause, All for her country's sake. -jean Zacharias. THE FIRE In the year of nineteen hundred one In the merry month of May, Our city fair was laid to waste By flames that raged that day. The hour was half past twelve P. M., Burning till six that nightg One hundred thirty-one city blocks, Hundreds in sorry plight. Caused by a careless smoker, In a fibre factory old, With a thirty million dollar loss, And so the tale is told. But from that heap of ashes Has risen our city fair, The Queen of dear old Dixie, With blessings rich and rare. CAESAR Long years ago there lived a man, And what a man was he! His wife was called Calpurnia And a foolish woman was she. He was a famous general, But he had some enemies. Brutus, Cassius, Casca, Were the leading ones of these. And so on the fifteenth of March The great Caesar they did slay. The noble Brutus made a speech, But Antony had his say. The people against the conspirators turned And they put them all to flight. But two years later, at old Sardis, The two parties had a fight. Old Cassius fell upon his sword, And Brutus did likewise. Antony captured all the rest, And led them off as prize. -May Inglt' A FRENCH FLOWER MARKET IN SPRING Dusky morning in the market, Figures moving to and fro Placing stalls and murm'ring low. Flowers for sale in every corner, Red flowers, blue Howers, every hue, joncluils, pinksfnarcissus, too. Noon has come with blazing fierceness, People there to buy from all, Pausing at each laden stall. Sunset, twilight, crowds cease coming, Vendors put their stalls away, Homeward bound-just one more day. -Katherine SPRING The spring here and I am glad, Because it brings new life, It is the season of them all, And there should be no strife. The trees are green and flowers bloom, And birds sing mating songs: The world awakes from her long sleep, And joy to all belongs. So when you think, Oh, what's the use? And feel that you will burst, Remember spring will always come Right after things look worst. Bacon, 9AX -Billy Leman, 9AX What is wasted energy? -Beffy C-lSl16'f1. Telling a hair-raising story to a bald-headed man

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MARS-A PROPHECY It was June 8, 1957. A large crowd was gathered at the rocketportg Witschen and Lillard, the famous pilots, were about to take oli for Mars. Ssst, Boom! Now don't think they were off, for they weren'tg they were merely having their pictures taken by Photographer Hessey. Ssst, Boom! They werre aff-and left a cloud of dust, and a crowd of cheering people behind them, among which we recognized many of our old classmates, Yvonne Champlin, the famous dancer, Juanita Ferrell, the pianist, Katharine Bacon, the social leader, john Pace, the candy tester, and others. Oh! I almost let the secret out! Well, after soaring up a few thousand miles, we were discovered. Wha-what are you two doing here? Witschen asked as he pulled us both out by the ear. Say, Lilly, look here, stowaways, Cashen and Keen! After two looks to make sure who it was, we were greeted as cordially as could be expected for stowaways, by Mr. Lillard. Here, as long as you two are here, youve got to stay, but you can at least helpf' and we were both handed a broom bearing the name of Charles Barnes. As we passed the Milky Way we saw Mary Helmet diligently sweep- ing it. We soon wore blisters on our hands from sweeping so hard and were allowed to rest awhile. Crash! Bang! A loud blast of noise was heard and a white flash tore past our ship. Looking up, we saw that it was a part of Venus. As we sped past this famous planet, we saw a large crowd gathered, which was the cause of the falling meteor. Such and so much noise! Umph! And now we saw the reason, for there stood LeRoy Hoyt, the newly elected president of Venus, and beside him stood Priscilla Adams, the presidentess. Among the crowd we noticed Norma Hussey, julia Beckman, Roland Albrecht, Read Harmon and others. But we soon left them under us. All of a sudden Mark yelled, Look out! There is Mars! Hooray! We heard a knock at the door and heard someone shout, Open the door! Let me in! Dizzy cautiously opened the door and Tom Ulmer flew in. I fell off Pluto, he explained breathlessly, but before hc could say any more, we felt a queer sensation, the rocket seemed to be bouncing up and down, and finally it ceased its queer actions. Looking out of the window, we saw that we had reached our destination, and instead of crashing to the earth as we had expected we landed with a bounce. Now, said Mark, we don't know what kind of creatures inhabit this planet, so don't be frightened at anv- thing freakish or peculiar you see. With this in mind we walked slowly onward. We came to one of the canals, for which Mars is famous, and who should be sailing in his yacht but Tom Adams. Hi, pals! he said. Where're ya goin'? I'll take you there in my boat-ya don' know? Well, I do-this'll be a nice s'prise to ya both. We wondered where we were going. and after a few ozeekas fan ozeeka is equal to ten minutesj we were instructed to follow the Painted Pathway to ???? As we trod on the beautiful paintings of this path, we noticed the initials Z. engraved in the corner of them, and recognized the work to be that of Jean Zacha- rias. Farther up the road we heard a voice saying: Use Peaches Phillips' Orange Nail Polish, C. Thompson's Comb, J. Walker's Toothpicks, Pacetti's Tin Lizzies- We turned the corner and there sat Barton Green. She jumped up. Yoo, hoo, hubby! she cried. I'm writing a book on how to be alluring! Swell, try again, replied Dizzy. Come on, he said to us, weve got to go. Around the curve was a beauti- ful house. We knocked at the door, and were let in by our friend, Frank Kirby, This was the end of the Painted Pathway: was this the right place? We followed Frank into a laboratory and there we saw our ex-teacher, Mr. Skidmore, and at his desk sat his assistant, Dick Bernard, who was also captain of the Mars basketball team. I am so glad to see youvl knew you were coming, tlioughg my future-teller, Harvey Bennett, informed me, said Mr. Skidmore. After a delicious luncheon at Betty Arnold's Chinese Tea Room, we were driven to the circus by joe Steele, and passed Madame Hutsells' beauty parlor. We also passed two very simple and sweet looking girls, Peggy Palmer and Wilma Coleman, Sunday School teachers. The featured attraction of the circus was the race be- tween rhe champion, Marion Henson, and the challenger, Judy Btelsford, who had driven her car up the rainbow to Mars. Other features were jabo Merrill, the monkey trainerg Ruth Nobbs, the Girl Hercules , Scrap Manning, the stunt canoistg Mary Noble, the dwarfg Jimmie Lanier, the giant, and another special feature was David Auchterw the tattooed Taking tickets was Bill Loest. The circus policeman was Bryan Scruggs, and the swimming champion, Martha Lee, het close runner-up was Ellen Scott. Nancy Adams was selling Peters Pink Powder Puffs and Dorothy Lewis was wandering around looking for Charlie Bessant, the soap-eater. Next we saw Ann Knight, Right this way, folks, wake her up if you cang she's been with Mays Flying Circus ever since it began, and shes been asleep ever since. A f7lIlZtl!I'6tf dollars reward if you can wake het! I thought for a moment-Qimagine!j-Mary Wallis used to kick her, when it was her turn to recite fshe was usually in a trancej in john Gorrie. Mable Rogers is Dean, now, and Billy jenks is Professor. So I thought of the bright idea of kicking her. So kick!! Ouch! Say, whats the idea? Quit it! Goodie! I yelled. I woke Ann up, now where's my hundred dollars? What hundred dollars? And whata ya talking bout? Woke Ann up, you woke Frances up! I sat up and looked and looked around me, there sat Frances Keen. What were you kicking me about, anyway? she asked me. And so it turned out to be only a dream. Of course, I had to tell her all about it on the way to school. But it really was of some good to me, for third period I fell to dreaming and was told to come down to earth and tal-ze the Science test, and it's the first Science test I've passed in a long time, and I'm sure that my trip to Mars had a great deal to do with it. -Betty Cashen, 9AX.

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GOODBYE TO YOU, OH GRADUATES! Goodbye to you, oh graduates! Graduation gifts may come in crates. Heres ours: XVC wish you all good luck and joys, And hope you'll be good girls and boys. Goodbye to you, oh lucky bums! You'll no more have to do dumb sums, But next year we'll be going, too, Though now we say goodbye to you. -Frances Milton, 9 A TEACHERS MRS. IVICCLELLAN Anyone would walk a mile, To see this teachers kindly smile. MRS. DAVIS This lady with a gentle smile Teaches us well, and is sweet all the while. BIRS. ROGERS A lady of fair and siately mien, If theres mischief done, by her it is seen. IYII5. E-QIQIDMORE Skidmore is a scientists name, He has wan tiistincLion and great fame Playing in the Faculty basketball ganie, And was absent next day because he was lame. MISS CARSTENS Miss Carstens is a well-l-:nown danie Of maihemazic genius and fame. She presides over classes And looks over her glasses Et cetera in room nineteen. MISS HOLLINS Easy with the blushing, As you may seep Easy with the hushing, She gave me E! MISS HARSHBARGER Sympathetic, understanding, Kind and sweet. As a good English teacher She can't be beat. MISS MILLER Miller of the Faculty eleven Teaches stewdents in room thirty-seven. She has a family tree, And teaches history, And wc're sure that the will go to heaven. MRS. PEEK Far and wide you'd have to seek For a truer teacher than our Mrs. Peek. You'd have to search on land and ocean For a teacher with such true devotion. MRS. BLANCHARD Mrs. Blanchard, a lovely lady. May her pathway never be shady. SAN. MRS. SMITH john Gorrie has a teacher Wlio was married Christmas last. Ylfells no longer is her namel To Smith she now holds fast. Mrs. Smith knows her ohms, Osmosis and magneto, too, For she's a Science teacher, And what work she makes us do! MRS. BROWER Mrs. Brower, my teacher, ls small, sweet, and kind, And search where you may, No more winning smile you'll hnd. MISS STENVVALL Of girls Miss Stenwall is the dean, The nicest one youve ever seen. Shes always kind and fair and true, And does the right thing for me and you MR. HAAG G. E. Haag is the name of a teacher, And he's a most etflficient creature. He teaches us Math, In our brains makes a path. His Club is an outstanding feature. A SAILOR'S ROMANCE She was a farmer's daughter, And what a fair lassie was shep He was a rniller's oil'-pring, And what a brave sailor was he. The name of the fair lassie was Olive Oyl, And she was as slick as her name. The name of the brave sailor was Pop-eye, And he was in love with the dame. This fair clame named Olive Oyl, Had nothing against the brave sailor. Indeed, the only fault that Pop-eye had 'NVa5 hghtingvfrom butcher to his tailor. One day she promised him her hand, lf fighting he would give up. He gave his solemn promise, And went to Rough-houses to sup. On his way over to Rough-houses, 'Twas an old enemy he met. The stranger got rough, Pop-eye got tough- 'Twas on account of the spinich I et. just at this moment Olive Oyl appeared, She let out a yell, Youse is a ham. Pop-eye turned round and said in reply, I yam what l yam and thats all I yamf' This is when things began to happen. Fair Olive Oyl was getting mad, So Pop-eye gave her a smack, But not with his lips, my lad. Olive Oyl told him to go his way, As she pushed her way thru the throng. As Pop-eye passed on, someone heard him say just a lil' freckled sweet-pea gone wrong' kRuth Nobbs 9AX