Lincoln Junior High School - Lincoln Life Yearbook (Minneapolis, MN)

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wg-q PRINT eHOP Old King Cole Was a merry old soul, And a merry old soul was he. He called for his press, He called for his type, Now,ehLincoln Life, youvtsee. SHEETeMETAL SHOP Rub-a-dub-dub, Three boys made a tub Down in the sheet metal shop. They pounded and banged, And said, 111 be hanged! Till 'tis Iinished, we'll not make a stop! AUDITORIUM Hey-diddle-diddle Sweet strains of the hddle, Viola, and baritone, too. Our Glee Club's at hand, And Lincoln Girls' Band WOOD WORK AND ELEC- TRICITY Goosey, Goosey Gander, Whither do you hop? Upstairs and downstairs And into the wood work shop. There With hammer, plane and saw A house is built for Marjorie Daw. With windows, and doors, and Wirings unw seen, And furnishings dainty, ,tis lit for a queen. A- ht: GYMNASIUM Little Miss MuEet Sat on a tuffet In bloomers and middy trim. No spider dismays her, No problem delays her, She,s ready for work in the gym. 52

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A TRIP THROUGH THE PANAMA CANAL At eight o'clock in the morning we left Cristobal where we had been since the last afternoon. We had bought many curios in the Chinese and Indian shops. As we approached the first set of three locks which would raise us to the level of Gatun Lake, we saw on either side dense tropical vegetation and heard the chattering of monkeys and the call of birds. The ship did not go through the locks under her own steam but was pulled by small electric iimules. When we were in the first lock, the gate closed and it filled with water. In this way we were raised to the level of Gatun Lake. Going through the Lake we could see the railroad winding, as we were doing, near the shore. It is possible to go through the canal at night for the channel was marked plainly, with beacons. As we passed Culebra Cut, we saw two dredges at work repairing the damage done by a slide a few days past. At Miraflores tSee the Flowersy Locks we left the ship and drove with some friends through the ruins of old Panama City. Here long ago pirates took the gold from the Spaniards coming from Peru and burned the city in accordance with the pirate saying, A dead man tells no tales. In a short while we went to the dock and took a launch to the ship. As we left port and Balboa faded in the distance, we felt that we had seen one of the most wonderful creations of man, and we were proud that it was all American. EMORY STANLEY, 7A. A FORGET-ME-NOT How free and delightful my life would be if I were a forget-me-not! Mr. Sun would bestow upon me his dazzling brightness. The soft, pattering rain would descend from the heavens to quench my thirst. My brilliant color would be as beautiful as the summer sky. Gay, beautiful Mistress Butterfly would alight upon my soft pretty petals. I would whisper to the fairies and join in their sweetest songs. How happy I should be! There would be no room in my heart for anger and sadness. Swaying in the soft breeze. I would perform my dance of laughter and happiness to the music of the birds' songs. But, best of all, when very, very happy, I would whisper low my soft. sweet words, Forget-me-not, forget-me-not. ROSE ZACKS, 8A4. TOMORROW'S DREAMS There are those who wait for tomorrow to come, To do what they should do now, There are those who sing that which should never be sung, uTomorrow will show me how. I'm sure that today came hand in hand With Luck and Fortune fair, While Opportunity danced on ahead, To be caught by those who were there. We hear grumblers who say, day in and day out, .uLuck has never knocked at my door, While in truth she knocked that very hour, While they dreamed what next day held in store. DONNA LAWRENCE, 8A 51

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ART ROOMS uWhere are you going, my pretty maid? iiGoing to the art room, sir, she said. iiThere you'll see colored posters arrayed uHere also sketches and folios are made. iiMay I go with you, my pretty maid? 'iYes, yes, gladly, sir, she said. COOKING ROOMS Three blind mice, see how they run Into the kitchen bent upon fun. There, pies and cookies the girls have made Upon the shelves in neat rows stand arrayed. They sniff,-they exclaim,eiiA great feast is in store! But along came the janitor,-their feast was no more! LIBRARY Simple Simon sighted our library While sailing through the air. Wired Simple Simon to the librarian. iiWhat is it you have there? In haste she sent this return wire, iiThree hundred books and more; And if you would your mind inspire, Descend, and read them oier. SEVJING ROOMS Ba- -a, ba- -a Black Sheep, Have you any wool? We need some in our sewing room. You know, we sew in school Mary 5 little lamb is ill, That 5 why we buy from you; So do, our little bags please fill; We 11 praise you, love you, too 53