Marquette High School - Tatler Yearbook (Marquette, MI)

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HUMOROUS A VAGABOND'S TRIBUTE TO PRESIDENT Hail to thee Hail to thee Hail to thee our noble leader, our mighty chieftan, our great commander, Model of all loyal hobosl Thou, whose arms are strong and massive: Thou, whose voice is loud as thunderg Thou, whose eyes can flash like lightning: Thou. whose smile is vast, benignantg Thou, whose gait, whose mien, whose manner, Are sublime, majestic lofty: We adore thee and we love thee! Noble was thy condescension When thou tleigned to read the Bunion Vilest of all nasty papers! Blazed your righteous indignation, XVIIQII you VVhen you VVhen you Then your read its silly nonsense read its foolish motto, read its base absurdness! noble face with anger Flashed and flamed and smoked and glitteredg On the floor you hurled this nonsense Trod it 'neath your mighty footsteps! Hail to thee our noble leader, Hail to thee our mighty c-hieftan, Hail to thee our great commander, Model of all loyal l1obos! ROBINSON Sl1eats ', '20 HIAWATHA'S RETURN. XVhen Nakomis saw the maiden, Saw the lovely Minnehaha She rejoiced and spoke her feelings Thus she spoke to Hiawatha, Hiawatha you did wisely, Wisely acted my young grandson Minncllaha laughing water She will run on all my errands Do the chores and everything So that I may rest in gladness Loaf around and 'joy myself. Thus the lazy old Nakomis Spoke about the youthful maiden Thus she spoke of Minnehaha. Then alone and pondering further W'ith a sigh she spoke again, Thank the Lord that Hiawatha Chose a wife from the Decotahs From the tribe of willing workers. H.C.L

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HUMOROUS wo'ro going? YW-'ll hc going in that swamp in about a lllllllltll. Uh tlu-ro's tho air grounds! Look .vt that sign. . lt says 'dm-rail.' Wonder what that means. Lt-t's go no and soo it. Oh you passm-d it! Look out! L'un't you stool' that thing? lVm-'ro going into the fK'llt'0. Oh! right tln'u it. lVhat will wo do? Spoilvd that now gate and ovorything. Look out 'lt's tippingl' NI guess wo'd hotter bu going. Lst's go, girls? ltr. Rosa: Can I get a joh at this boiler shop? l'd liko to try ont as a hoih-r maker. - Could you crawl thru an 18 inch nlnn hole? No, I gui-ss not. XVe'll have to gin- you gi oh wln-ro tlu-rm-'s lots of rooni. You won't need those hluv slips, hut grab a slodgo and w0'll lot you buck rod hot rivc-ts for ll whilvf' Scott ll. Ilinds: t'lJo you in-od gi good vainluvilh- singvr for tonight Y All right. wmfll put you on tonight and llltlyllp tOlllU1'l'OW night, dc-- punding on how good you van sing. XVvll. toll that singvr it's time for his show. My goodness. whore art' all thi- puoplo going? Ain't they going to slay for tho 1'l'St of tho show?', Say yon'ro c-anin-d' Yo only inst to warn: tln-ir hands. lf you want to do n favor. go outside- and . n 1-ouldn't inako an audionvo 1-lap if it was sing so th,- alulia-nm-v will conn- hack in again? Iivorgo XYickstrom. '20. MICKEY'S VERSION. H. J. frm-ading alondl: Aftm-1' tln- doath of his frionrl. Tennyson had diliicnlty in kc-oping his bolivf in God and lllllll0l'2lllIy.u HOW IS THIS FOR STYLE? 'Wo lll'2ll' that -lann-s Millvr says that ho had to stop wading Acldison's vssays, 'l'lu-y wow having a had oll'oc-t on his Styli-.. Bliss l'.: lYhat are table-aux? llvlon l'.: Sonic-tliing you tnko for lloamlilvllos, ar0n't th0y'? 'Pho lflnglish lI1-lass had lwon rn-:uling an essay on thc origin of politic-al parties. ln rm-vim-wing tho essay. Milton R. was askml: How do partios arism-7 Mutt r'lhhvcl his hands. and with SL look of innocent wonder in his 1-ws. ninrninrvd. YVhat kind of partiosf' Rumor has it that tho 'linglish toar-hor c-an obtain almost anything sln- dosirvs from lfrank Ellison hy throatoning to Oliangv his seat. SPRING FEVER. ln the spring a senior's footsteps lVand0r toward the northern door lint tho IV2lllflCI'l1lSlZ is thwarted lVhvn Mrs. Tin1berlak0's on the floor.

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HUMOROUS I WISH. I wish Just this That I was cute and sweet I know that I am homely as a frog I :un pretty sometimes Onlygin a fog Gee but I wish Just this Just this and nothing more If I could just be- Pretty as Marie In the picture book. Esther Stopie, '20 BEYOND THE SKIN OF HIAVWATHA. Hiawatha was a rought neck'd guy 'Tho Longfellow never knew He was a heap bad big Injun Andfwould often smoke and chew. A He the liar and the boozer He the beggar and the ehooser Fought and whipped fair Minnehaha Stole some arrows from her papa This I think is the true Hiawatha. Hiawatha was a lawless man He would never list' to reason During Prohibition he'd rush the can And he hunted the red toe out of season He the sneak thief, and the scholar Sold Presque Isle for a half a dollar Sturtefl and finished white man slaughter Made raids on mines and stole their copper Tried standing in a canoe but fell in the water Old Longfellow was mistaken, Old Longfellow was untruthful, Old Longfellow was a liar, VVhen he said that men are useless NVithout silly foolish females! VVise Longfellow was no liar, Wise Longfellow was most truthful, VVise Longfellow said what I think, XVhen he said females are useless VVithout men to make them useful! This I am sure was the true Hiawatha. Milton Robinson, '20 Sheets , '20