Liberty High School - Lion Yearbook (Brentwood, CA)

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YE LIBERTY COMMERCIAL CLASS

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Y E L I B E R T Y Seniors. Wie have one sweet girl graduate Cf class nineteen hundred and ten: But a more enterprising young charmer Has never been pictured by pen. In social affairs she's a winner, And acts as our class president: And leads in preparing a dinner For any athletic event. Though gay be our lives in the future, And as sweet as the honey drip's tlowg Though our path be with bright flowers smiling, And onward we march all aglowg While the beauties of life we're enjoying, When we stop for a moments repose, Our thoughts will go back to school days To dwell on that beautiful Rose, Joe is the pride of the Senior class, This blushing and sly little boy Is the feminine faculty's darling, And to please them is his greatest joy. Now Ray is a lady's man, pretty: Their hearts have long kept hiin a placeg And he'll stand by the sweet suffragette, His devotion no man can efface. In the memory of all there is Charlie, His young boyish heart always waring He can stir up his dear teacher's patience, Then safely glide over. the storm. And one afternoon as we listened, Beguiled by his Howing debate, yYe thought of him in the near future As pilot of our ship of state. im, ,IO

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YE LIBERTY The Commercial Class of 1910 Hardly a one but wil-1 hear again The name Commercial Class of Nineteen Ten A jolly good class, you know, are they: On work they spend their time, not play. Ellis, the leader of the class. Strives hard each test to pass: A smile he has for every one XVhen all his work is done. Arthur, noted for mischief and fun, The speedy dash had he to run. To gain the race he did his hest, In mem'ry shall his name forever rest. Camille, the sweet girl graduate, Is fashionable and up to date: A jollier girl cannot he found In Brentwood or anywhere around. Vllilliam is e'er exceedingly shy. Has a twinkle of mischief in his eye: He studies while the teacher is in, An athlete, he is hound to win. Uihile Claude had measles he took a rest And now to make up work does his best. He is our young Lochinvar, To find his equal you'll have to go far. Margaret, who has ne'er missed a day, VVorks hard and then is ready for play: Some day a bookkeeper she'll be, And then some fine work you'll see. And studious NYillie, how cute he seems, VVhen of the girls he like to dream. He has a smile for one and all, Wlietlter she be little or very tall. DeWitt is our real athlete, And in this county is hard to beat: He always smiles and never frets, Yet in his studies excellent he gets.