Liberty High School - Lion Yearbook (Brentwood, CA)

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ln wit a man. in slmpllclty a chlld. Thus. If small things we may with great compare. -Pope. Where they do agree their unanimity ls wonderful. Cowper. Freshle Optimlsts- Pygmles. yet pygmles. still they he perched upon the Alps. IQings nlay be blest. but fhe F,-eshigs are glorious --Young. Freshles- Full many a flower is born to blush unseen And waste its sweetness cn the desert alr. Hands that the rods of empire mlght have swayed Or waked ecslaey a llvlng lyre. A mute lnglorlcus Mlltcn here may Ile. A youth to fortune and fame unknown. -Gray Junlors- Eternal sunshine settle ln lts bead The equal to all thlngs for all things unllt. -Goldsmith Sophs- I A fool must now and then he rlght by chance. --Cowper. Teachers- A head as strong as an alllgato ron the banks ofthe Nile. 0'er the hills of life victorious. Freshle Pesslmists- O life thou art a gaullng load Along a rough and weary road For wrefches such as l. -Burns. Katietarranging a Latin sentences-It lsn't exactly wrong if you don't put it in the right place. l it? Miss Newby lin Geometry!-Zilla. explain the rela- tlon between a relation and a constant. Zllla-A Constant in a llmlt. A Steady ls a constant. Therefcre a steady ls the llmlt. Teacher-Who lived ln the Garden of Eden? Byron-Hercules. ' Esther-Why does the professor wear a llght hat? Wlllle--To match his head.

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THE LIFE OF A HIGH SCHOOL STl'llENT. Some little Freshmen came to school With action very shyg They listened to their algebra And there was many a sigh. Then the exes came their way That made many a pupil fade: But some survived the awful day, Though many a blunder made. The next year they came as Sophs And grew so very Wise, That they could tell you every name And everybody's size. Geometry they mastered well, Though no ones they had: ln German and Latin they excelledg In English they were bad. As Juniors they were very bright And never burned much oil. For the Seniors all had told them To get knowledge without toil. No more they'll burn the oil at night For ones that bring a smile: There never was a Senior class With so much grit and mirth: You really would think they were Seniors From the very first day of birth For dignity no one could excel them, For knowledge they would cram, Chemistry, History and Lating No wonder they looked so jammed. In May are these Seniors to leave us? At parting our grief will be great, For Bessie, Edna and Willie And Bob will be stricken from the slate. With Edna and Iva as mates: And they'll think of us Juniors and Freshies And the mischief they used to make. IN REGARD TO THE FRESHIES. Alumnae- Alas! Regardless of their doom The little pygmies playg No sense have they of ills to come, Nor care beyond a day. These Juniors have to Seniors grown Seniors- And now they know a pile. Of manners gentle, of affections mildg Gray

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BACKXYARD TURN BACK IV.-KRD. Backward, turn backward thy universe. 0 Master: Give us our school days, and we'll promise you hereafter That we'll not in the basement with our loud boistrous yelling. Disturb our dear Prof. to some trustee or friend telling. How he has with some effort mastered his school, How the pupils no longer think nonsense and fool. We'll not tear the school down if left to our keeping, Yet we'll not be asleep, no we will not be sleeping. Backward, turn backward. to sChool's celestial treasure And we'll study with zeal and obey, Lord, with pleasure: That is, when the Prof's there to see what we do. When he leaves ui of course, at noon there's a few Who may dance in the hall, tho' in the school 'tis not taught. Yet the only crime in this is of being caught. For if teacher don't catch us we won't say a word And what you don't know don't hurt. so I've heard. You know when the cat's out the mice are not weeping So we'll not go to sleep-no we'll not be caugh sleeping. The girls will appreciate as never before The lectures dear teacher has ever in store. And will not accept candy from fellows you know, Nor walk to the station. since it makes a bad show. For she says to the girls with a smile quite convincing. And I'm sure that she had our young ladies wincing: Now I never received gifts from young men. my dears And see how I've 'scaped them these past many years. O'er the faces of the girls will be seen slowly creeping A smile clearly saying: We'll not be caught sleeping. And now dear reader, do not in construing. Think nonsense an index of what we are doing: For while we enjoy life in it's bright days of schooling XVe do not waste work hours in And in study more than pleasure our nonsense and fooling. harvest we're reaping. So in facing life's problems we'll not be found sleeping. Anon. G. B. IN MEMORIAM. Death is an unpleasant theme-we prefer to dip our pen in the dulcet syrup of song. to the realms of fancy. to deal with the or gather from the Elysian Fields of lands rather than place the asphodils sorrow for the bier of the dead. weave a chaplet from tangible affairs of life Hope its alluring gar- bedewed with tears of But Death cannot be ignored-for all must die. lt places no limitations on ambitions-our schemes must end with the dread strings cf the living are Our hearthstones are left unto us, our purposes. our plans. our am- for gold or pleasure. They ai! summons. No matter if the heart torn with ruthless cruelty or that desolate +the inevit- able fiat goes forth and there is no appeal. We bow. oh death. to thy inexorable mandate. but