Lexington High School - Crystal Yearbook (Lexington, VA)

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CH?LES BERKELEY, JR., B. S. ff. 'I-' ' UEDHCATHON As :zzz exp1fessio11 of appreciatiolz to one who combines sncces.sf1tlly two ojflices which are ozttstmzcling in our school progwzm, that of athletic coach and of instructor in Biol- Ogjlj to one whom we :zclmire and respect, we dedicate the CRYSTAL of '34 to CHARLES CARTER BERKELEY, JR.

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The lliigh School Belle fWitb Apologies to E. A. Poej Hear the freshmen with the bells, High School bells! What a lot of noise they make with all their How they chatter, chatter, chatter, In their classes and at play, For they think noise does not matter, QTO their teacher's due dismayj. Little Freshmen, full of glee Small you are but loud you be. screaming yells. Oh, the wondrous complication as you rush from class pell-mell, At the bell, bell, bell, bell, bell, bell, bell, At the clanging and the banging of the bell. Watch them coming with their bells, High School bells. The stately tread of Sophomores astonishment compels. They seem brighter, brighter, brighter, Every time they're on the stage Never one is known to stumble At her stunt, nor do they grumble Tho they work -beyond their age. At the lunch hour see them throw Papers high and papers low! Does their ardent conversation which continuously swells, Stop at bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, At the ringing and the swinging of the bells? Who's approaching with their bells High School Bells? 'Tis the giddy Juniors, my prophetic soul foretells. They are mocking, mocking, mocking All the day and half the night. And when Grant they are not knocking To the library they are flocking For they're truly very bright. And they love to air their views In our weekly County News. And does worried agitation, explanations dire compel, At the bell, bell, bell, bell, bell, bell, bell? At the ringing of our Prexey's office bell. Why the silence? Why no bell? High School Bell? Oh, the Seniors can't be bothered, as we ought to know For they're busy, busy, busy, In the morn and late at night. And they study 'till they,re dizzy With no time to ride a lizzy But their work is their delight. Hear them wail, wail, wail, For they say that they will fail full well At their next examination, when they'll probably excel, And do so well, well, well, well, well, well, well, Theylll be singing at the ringing of the graduation bell.