McClure High School - McClurean Yearbook (McClure, OH)

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McC..H-5,30 IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIlIIIIlllllllIIllIIIIIIIIIIIIlIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!!IIIIIIIIilllllllllllllillllllllIllllllllll HlllIIIIIIIIIIIlIlIllllllllllIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIUIIllIIIlIIIIIIIIIIIIIIiIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIllIIllIIllIlIllIIIllIIIllIIIIlIlllllllllllllllllllllli TWENTY-THIRD PSALM EOR THE ALGEBRA CLASS Mr. Potter is my teacher: I shall not pass. He maketh me to work hard problems: and exposeth my ignorance to the class. He bringeth forth my tears: he causeth me to learn axioms for my grade's sake. Yea, though I study from nine to four, I catch not the drift: for problems and definitions bother me. He prepareth hard lessons for me in the presence of my classmatesz he flunketh me completely: mine eyes run over abundantly. Surely I shall dwell in the algebra class forever and ever for I don't seem to be getting out very fast. THE ERESHMAN' S PRAYER Now I lay me down to rest, I studied hard to do my best: If I should die before I wake I won't have any exams to take. WOULDN'T SEEM STRANGE If Leslie was a Putnam instead of a Pittman: If Flossie was a goatherd instead of a Shepard: If Lena played pool instead of Bohlingg If George was Johnson instead of Nelson: If Doyle was bad instead of Good: If Donald was a cowboy instead of a Shepardg If Donald was a carpenter instead of a Smithg If Fern was a moth instead of a Miller: If Morris was a mayor instead of a Counselman: If Orville was a miner instead of a Weaver: If Cinda was a setter instead of a Hatcher: If Roscoe was a baby instead of a Dollg If Ralph was a well-Hy instead of a Sickmillerg If Glenn was a weaver instead of a Potter: If Inez was a bat instead of a Miller. Twen ly

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McC.,lH.,S.. IIIllIllllllllllllIlllllllllllllllIIIIIIIIIllllllllllllllllllllllllIIlllIlllIlllllllllllllllllllllIIIIIIIIIIIlllIllllllllllIIlIIIIIIIIIIIIIlIlIllllllllg lllllllllllllllllllllllllllllIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIlIllllllllllllllllllllIIlllIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIlIllIIIlIIIIIIlIIIIlIIIII!IIIlIIIIIIIllllllllllllllllllllllll FRESHMAN CLASS POEM Here we are, the Freshmen gang: Not very bright but we don't give alhang. We started in last fall so green. The dumbest Freshies ever seen. We whispered and laughed the time away. From nine until four day after day. We thought, What's the use to study all the time? To be just a Freshie is not such a crime. We all must be Freshmen before we are through: We must not feel vain as the Sophomores do. Next year we may learn a little more And We'll each with pride be a Sophomore. And We'll work veryehard until we succeed: Next year's Sophomores will sure take the lead. They'll be lirst in baseball and basketball too: Also in their studies we all shall find true. Then to the Junior class we'll rise And hold our glories to the skies. From then to the Senior class We'll go And learn almost all there is to know. FERN AND DoRoTHY. FRESHMAN CLASS HISTORY In September, 1929, twenty-four students entered McClure High School as Freshmen. We were heartily welcomed by last year's left over Freshmen. How- ard Fitch from Grand Rapids came in the class in October, thus making the class enrollment of twenty-seven. Shortly after school started, the greenies of the year before, now Sopho- mores, attempted to initate us and only succeeded with the help of the other classmen. To ally our humility the Sophmores gave us a party. We responded with a return party at the home of Lois Reimund. Three of our girls made the basketball team. Two of our number are found in the orchestra. As we are now going, we predict great things even though three of our number recently quit school, having become sixteen years of age. Austin Jennings is president: Evelyn Seekamp, vice-president: Wealthie Myers, secretary-treasurer. Class motto, Climb though the rocks be rugged. Class colors, silver and crimson. Class flower, white rose. N inelcen

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