Melba High School - Butte Yearbook (Melba, ID)

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,PHE BUTTE M. H. S unior Legend You shall hear of how the Juniors They, the thriving class of Juniors Whom the pupils call the Wise Ones Vexed the High School with their wiseness You shall hear of all their doings In the school called Melba High School. In November with the Seniors They to Kuna cave departed ' Feastedg then for a stroll they journeyed While the Soplfmores in mad frenzy Worked great havoc in the camp: Threw the pickles all about them Left the camp deserted. In the many moons that followed They, among the guests assembled With the Seniors gave a great play Of the trials of Married Ones. They worked bravely in the Opera And toiled madly at their year book Soon will come their glad departure To the great class of the Seniors In the School called Melba High School. Aldine Sharp '25.- The Class 'of'25 The days they come, and swiftly go, and pass on through the year, And on they glide with giant strides, till winter time is near And with it comes the Junior class as cheerful as can be Freshmen, Sophomores are behind usg the Juniors now are we Now Harry twice in our class we have, 'tis Selby and Delo Then Mabel Swett is next in lineg she doesn't forget you know, Then Aldine Sharp, our President, the leader of the class VVe all take part, so on we start, and toil on through at last For Harry Delo the future holds, not many years away A beautiful wife, a fair young brideg she'll mind him too I'll say, He'll always love her as he shouldg but lest you're growing bored, I'll stop right now to gladly add, they'll ride round in a Ford. Harry Selby will run wild, how awful it does seemg As he goes studying on his way, still him we do esteem. But good may come to him e'en yet, don't worry till you're grey The young must sow their wild oats, so folks always say. The future of Miss Mabel Swett is very lonely For, as it is, she always says, just simply I love me . She'll be convinced no other way, 'tis very strange but true If you ask her why, she will reply VVhat matters it to you? Aldine Sharp has but one aimg education is her goal If she keeps on she-'ll have it yet before she's very oldg Methinks I see her now, in the days that are yet to be A teacher in Physics or English, and maybe geometry! -.llrcbrfl Swnif, 125

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16 THE BUT'1'E M. H Sophomore Class OFFICERS President - - Airman '1'IFF.xxY Savvy.-Treas. - - DONALD PARSON Vice Presizlmlf - - ALICE SHARP Neuuv Reporter - Hl'1I4EJN Scvnnen Arlvisor, Miss HffI.EN SMITH CL.xss Mo'r'1'o: CLASS FI.owr:1a: 0uf of the Harbor info the Sang lVhif1e Ro.-re Bud Wilbur Barningham Katie Bramnstead John Delo Vernon De Groot Ruth Eichenherger CI.Ass COLORS: Peacock Bluff and Crmm ROLL CALL Grace Hartzell Robert Knox Charles Ommen Donald Parsons Grace Piersol lrene Rich Merna Rowe Helen Scudder Alice Sharp Aired Tiffany Melba Todd Bernice Williams Class Poem The Sophomore class is a class of fame Its members are proud of its glorious name. Lo, here they stand-look at them well Before they come to say farewell , Here we see Helen, good, wise and true, For our Sophomore class, anything she would do. Bernice, of course, is the next in line, She thinks the Sophomores are just fine. Then Irene fMiss Primerj best girl in our school. She's good at fun-making and acting the fool. As always, beside her there's Harry, we see He says She's best ever, not for you but for me. Donald and Alred, that mischievous pair Are always about when the weather's fair. YVilber and Vernon and Robert we see 'I'hey're always in trouble, these Sophomore three. Charles was a pirate, brave, hold and bad, But since he's reformed, he's a likely lad. Jacob, the Silent, is always around Wherever our Ruthie is sure to be found. And here is Grace Piersol, a Sophomore true Whenever she's busy, she never feels blue. Now here we see Alice a flirt through and through, She uses her eyes-and the boys use theirs too. Grace, Melba and Merna we always can see, And last-but not least, there's Katie to be, Last of our honorable Sophomore crowd, We're a very nice bunch, though we are somewhat loud. -E. G, H. '26. .. I 1