Mexico High School - Pep Yearbook (Mexico, ME)

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THE PEP 21 TO MOTHER The years have gone, but in my heart Is a love that will never die For the woman who struggled to give me a start Toward the goal she treasured so high. Nobody knows the sorrows and woe, That come when I think of her, , It seems that the best of people go And she was one, my mother. Oh mother I'll try to do my best, For I know you're watching from heaven, And I'll try to meet and pass every test And make good on this earth before leaving. It is hard to part with friends so true And it's harder to lose a sister or brother, But the worst that can happen to me or to you Is to lose such a friend as Mother. JOHN MacDOUGALL, '35. TO M. H. Sf' The school we all- adore- - The school of high ideals. Here in the state of Maine, Here in the town of Mexico Where we for manhood train. When we graduate forth, half.sad, half proud- With fond memories lingering bright, ' We shall meet the harsh, imperial crowd, We shall struggle in the fight. ' ' The weaker shall wear the shroud. When tempted-let us recall the honor of the sages, Let us recall the teachings of MHS And justice will reign throughout the ages. Let us recall the high ideals of childhood That we may always cast honor on the school of our youth. DAN CUPID AT M. H. S. J Fond teacher, tax me not too hard today- For I met such a lovely Miss That she stole my heart and thoughts for a day I just can't wait to receive that kiss. If, dear teacher, we had double seats, Why we could hold hands and say- With our hearts skipping beats Little words about the day. If, teacher dear, arm in arm to classes we could walk You cannot realize how sweet life would be. School would be a shady nook by a murmur- ing brook Life, just as in fairy tales would be. The teachers make us wait till school is done, But they just cannot understand, Soon they will know her love I have won, School day Sweethearts are never understood. fWith due respect to B. C.-B. D., D. V.- A. F., M. R.-W. G., M. S.-A. F., F. B.-J. M., R. P.-E. C., M. F.-W. F., V. T.- E. D.: J. D..L. sp ' ROY, 'ss . ROY, '35, ' IN JIMMIE'S NAME Qby tune of The Old Spinning Wheel chorusj borne on gang, let us hgnt for dear old Jimmie, For the glory, for the honor, for the fame, U, how I wish that the Lord would just give me Jimmie's glad ways of playing the game. Kun up scores, win all games in the future, For that is just what he wouiu want us to do, Though he isn't here to watch us we are sure Yet his spirit will sure wbe watchinng you. When on field or on court you are playing And the game is going very last and hard Just stop and think of what Jimmie is saying Come on 'boys' and win this game for your old pardf' Though your hearts may all be broken by his going Yet go out there and bring in all the fame, And when the final whistle of the game is blowing -You can say we've won again in Jimmie's name. JOHN MMDOUGALL, 34.

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20 THE PEP Bill took him down and started grinning at tt jack. I believe I've made a mistake. I don't like Patsy as I thought I did, you can have her, said Bill. Aw, I don't want her, if you don't, said jack. Let's forget it. And they did. I OUR JIMMY Every morning after eight, Our history teacher again is late Oh here he comes through the open door With a smile on his face looking us o'er. He cuts up paper, we pass it around While he rocks his chair up and down, He asks us a question Qwhat can it be?j Name the most eventful date in history. I can see him now, as I stop to pause, Telling the rules fcalled basketball lawsj, To the boys who are wearing the orange and black, ' To the boys who today are wishing him back. He taught us to play, so hard and so clean For the glory, the honor, the fame of the team. Though the world can replace some men, of course, There'll never be another like our Jimmie Morse. JOHN MacDOUGALL, M. H. S. '34 NELLIE MILISHOUSKY. TO THE CLASS OF '34 LIFE Life is just like a dream- That has while passing through the mind Many pictures, swift and serene, In other symbols people, like you and I. In places the dream is vague, And the outlook on life if gray- In others it is very clear And sudden joy with gladness strays. In a dream are vast horrors, In life are evils unnumbered. At times the world is filled with terror And temptation must always be shunned. A dream is at times raged and troubled, So is life filled with sudden changesg At times we are saddened and gloomed, Again we are tranquil and happy. Such is life- With its evils and vices- With its stumbling blocks and-hardships, Like a dream that in passing left beauty and happiness. ROY, 55. A LEAP YEAR PROPOSAL Sez Mirandy to Hiram, Will ya marry me? Sez Hiram to Mirandy, Now let me see. Ah reckon I'll have To talk to paw, Then, ah reckon, Paw will have too ask maw, As dassen't do it 'Thout paw's consent Since on a weddin' I be deeply bent. The good old shotgun Is kept weel oiled, For paw to use it When he is foiled. When they reach a decision About you an' me, Then tue old village parson We'l1 go to see. Reckon its paw You wanna see Because his shot gun Keeps track 0' me. M. RASYITINIS, 35. TO UN DERGRADUATES Keep on studying, Keep on trying, And your rank cards Will smile with you. But if you are crying And donlt start trying, Your rank cards will Look so blue. So keep on trying, As you go up each stair, And your rank cards Will answer your prayer. Now if you try to help Your R. Cs along, At the end of four years You will sing a happy song, And not be floating in tears. L. RAMSAY.

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22 THE PEP JOKES Roy Downs, who had been throwing spitballs. Mr. M. Young fsharplyj: You go to H!!! Qmeaning room HJ. L-40911-. E. Gallant: I wish you would come and help me choose a new suit, W. Gallant: But I don't think my taste is any better than yours. E. Gallant: No, but your credit is. .-.-10,-.. Mr. Weeks: Celand, go fetch the old horse. Celand: Why the old one, father? Mr. Weeks: Wear out the old ones lirst, that's my motto. Celand: Well, then, father, you fetch the horse. g -1401- Miss Lengwin Uune bridej: Have you any nice slumps this morning?', Walter Stisulis Qbutcherj: Slumps? hat are they? old man. Miss Lengwin: I don't know, but my husband is always talking about a slump in the market, so I thought I'd try one. .-140.-.- Mr. DeWitt: What is a pessimist? Roy Spydell: I don't know. Mr. DeWitt: What do you think it is? Roy Spydell: A female pest. -coal Roland Brown: Do you want a large or small picture? Aldona Rasytinis: A small one. Roland Brown: Then close your mouth, please. -i-K-1.1. Art. Ferland: You can't imagine how nervous I was when I proposed to you. Miss 'Stalfordz You can't imagine how nervous I was until you did. liQOl M. Young: Class, you can't study biology looking at me. Am I the only the room? -..-ggi PROVED How do you know that Perkins doesn't know anything about sports? Why he said he knew Babe Ruth when she was a chorus girl. A BRIGHT STUDENT M. Young fin Biology classy: How many kinds of teeth are there? W. Gallant: Four. M. Young: What are they? - Student: False teeth, Bridge teeth, Gold teeth and rotten teeth, M. Young: Get out of here. -40i..- A corporal was marching in front of his squad when he overheard a voice in This squad is just like a llivver. The crank is in front. Yes, snapped back the corp. But the nuts are all behind. 1.191- G. Proctor: Why do you call me the flower of the gang? D. Bartlett: Because you're such a blooming idiot. i-,-Q01-1 Dora Burgess: At the board in shorthand class writing the word brain. Miss Swan: What's the matter with your brain down there, Miss Burgess? attractive person in the rear rank say: