Littleton College - Chatterbox Yearbook (Littleton, NC)

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THE CHATTERBOX. Also in name and nature Was one girl Gay: And she was greatly amused Saint Valentine's day When an absent-minded friend A 'violin sent. For she on the piano Her energies spent.. Then dear old Polly Herring Wlho never gets blue, Was the champion player Of old Nforty-two. Yes, Polly played very often And wlzy? So you say. Not the game, but the gameslers Induced her to play. And Rebie most usually Was found with Polly, They were surely a team Quite gay and jolly. They both liked to laugh and talk In fact seemed to race: And sometimes Polly really Led her quite a chase. But the championship, just Rebie has long held, For in covwersalion She has certainly excelled. here, Helen Was always thinking- No one dared annoy ' While she was idly dreaming I- 'Bout that absent boy.

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THE CHATTERBOX. One classmate-'4Sister Winnie, As We all Well know, Regularly, every morning, To her Work would go. And if the other Seniors Would plan things for funf' Nothing could induce her to Leave her Work undone. From the telegrams received By Mabel last fall We thought her interested- Well, not here, at all. Perhaps the letters nowadays More regularly go, So he doesn't have to enquire By Wire now, you lmow. By name and also nature A Walker had We, Who Was fond of nice long Walks To see who she could see. Sallie, Lanie, Margaret, Lucile and Leila, From appearances, were fond Of going with Vela. She had numerous admirers fWho to her were joysj, Not only among our girls, But also the boys.

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THE CHATTERBOX. But she seemed to enjoy it, For once in a while She would bestow upon us Just one lovin' smile. She was quite sentimental, As we all did know, And always idly dreaming 'Bout that absent beau. Directly across the way In the other tower, One could always find Gertrude, Studying by the hour. But she 'oft had a feeling 'Bout her heart, at morn, She said it must be caused By a piercing Thorne. Her fondness for the Siinmon And the Thorne, whichever stayed, Kept her from getting on Latin Grades she should have made. Never do to-day What you can do to-morrow. Was the motto of Sallie, Who knew no sorrow. S Nothing seemed to worry her, As known by her classmates, Only she zvould get disturbed 'Bout those numerous dates. It must be quite confusing For one to have so many. Almost as great a trial ,S As not to have any.