Junction City High School - Pow Wow Yearbook (Junction City, KS)

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-I V it II il ll Il But some did not forget the farm For Schmidt' and Clarence there resided Happy and carefree, seemed their lives. - . As thru the fields, their teams they guided. . A crowd of teachers next I saw Now who do you suppose they were- Agnes, Frieda, 'Myrtie and Grace, who Lessons, to good time, used to prefer, And I saw' an interior view A Of the great Topeka High Helen K. was teaching Latin And repeating hi, hae, haec. The Whitehouse ballroom appeared A brilliant, fascinating scene, Among the crowd stood Jo With smiling face serene. Next I saw a great hotel Yes, 'twas in Kansas City, Franklin Boone, the proprietor Keeps it especially for the witty. Then I saw Helen Lawrence A little movie actress gay, Another famous Mary Pickford, Spreading happiness along her way. In the First National Bank Reverenced by evey clerk, I saw Clara and her smile Cheerfully doing their work. A group of engineers went forth To win renown and fame ' And as they wended on their way I saw that Gumness was in the game. And by the president's side was sitting Ed Herzog, another member of our class. ' Who, as private' secretary, has won Many laurelswand also a lass. Next a kindergarten scene Was thrown upon the movie screen, Elizabeth was the teacher dear Of many children, hovering near. And now two far-famed orators, Once our debaters, Marts and Hay, Were journeying the country der To tell people the issues of the day. A mighty power in the music world Was Paul O. Dague at this time, As composer and pianist, He's known in every clime. I. N L JV -1 ll il H ll ll lf'

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- I saw Leslie clad in the familiar blue 7 i : And I was left in thot .Il ll ll ll H ll V In a crowded settlement district, I saw Irish Peggy Perrigo That she's beloved by young and old, Her curious offerings show. Stella then I saw in school Beating time for the marching feet, And clasping in her hand a rule To guide Jennie, Rose and Pete. Now there came a lofty church, Paul Martin was the Preacher And among the congregation Was Bertha Roesler, mission teacher. Next I saw a clothier shop, With Earl Jones pacing the floorg I looked to see whose it might be And saw his own name on the door. In a little cottage garden, Nestled mid some meadows fair I spied Roselle Biegert, The sunlight falling on her hair. Teaching a school of one In gingham apron dressed I beheld fair Anne Wilson With much happiness, blessed. On an avenue lined with elms, Such as you often meet Slowly pacing his beat. In the midst of Howerets rare Working with awilling hand, Elizabeth Ranson was shown Piling them high on a stand. A traveler in a foreingn land Seeing sights by bards extolled, Was Francis Davis 'mid ruins In a great fort in old Texas The wife of an officer bold, I discovered Mary Luedtkeg She thinks he's better than gold. Thus the picture ended As to how much joy and gladness Life, to each of us, had brot. -Mary White. Hundreds and hundreds of years old. ll lm I '- Ln u no n ll u