Mineral Wells High School - Burro Yearbook (Mineral Wells, TX)

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So form the line of battle bravely, men, We'11 see that sapling thrown to this cold wind. Then mighty .1u11io1 warriors rushedt up; 0011 began ax to hex. V, and saw to How good to injured breasts did seem 111 at 1111 Of crunchingm saw putting that nee 011 ebu Hark! what trouble this? The saw has 5 oppe ea ; It will not move an inch in ungreased bed But 110w a curly head is forward pushed; Head o'er saw he drops a b1aeke11e11 juice. HWhy worry men, thus said the Chieftain 110 1d Knuvs ye1 dtobacco ambier knocks 011 1111 Then right merrily moved the slickened saw, And soon but a stump is left with end raw. Silently vanishiunng into dark nigh 'LCh 11iylt nior betook himself 10 gfiuight; CANTO IV. Now sorrowful, 11111 t1 1,0 yn11 11e1ate What Monday 111011151 revealed as Juniors Be fore the mighty master of our Each 1111 ulprit. mar 11,1311ed summonedd 10 that. 00111. Just 111 that instant, a fair Hunteress A reason for the cracking noise she caught. Up spoke our Cook, HI call to 111i11d,'i said he, ttThaL sound 11101199113 from boyhood's 1111 making k111ee, May they quake 011 forever, ever more; Cursed be the dog who cast stones at my from r. They need 110 11111se,t11ose 110011 Juniors, reVe11 ed; E'en while he idamned they before great 10 ged. That just god cast thunder bolts of shame at t,hen1 Rebuked, 211111Si nprobed deep into their dre ad Then turned he to one who was defiant HWhat if :1, man, as you this tree, should kill A dog that was your very pogsession? The stubborn culprit turned with blank Sir, it'b tlhe dog, like that tree 11:15 in bad he 11h, 1 don' t l,111011blty Sbeut that I wuuld shoot the When laughter subsided, 3.1111 groans re- p a , 1 We heard what judgment we eViLdoers faced. Long years have gone by s111r1e that 111m en ou ay And now we axe SenioIs; hut, strange to . say, No hatredi hear we for the good class 0,113 For 1111ilen revenge is mentioned to Sew r,s 14ach raises high :1 11111111 so pure 1'110111 sat in, And with a sad voice he says, itnever again 7711. E. B.

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A CLASS TREE LOST Every gr reat body or nation at people has an epic oem The Senio 01's of nine- teen hthirteen have selected the following as heirs; for, al ough tohoek momentus 51:1:11 t 0k1 pre sion upon thei1 minds and 1111011 gthleir report c' 11151 Non-lnvm-alion. 0f Juniors sweet 1eve11ge an age gone by, When ranklin from a Senio or insult, tiy To that forbidden act tso-called abuse! unior sing, and keep mum, O muse! CANTO L Deep in dark villainous hearts 01' Seniors, 33' A hate cherished for Juniors night and day, But what. avail hate or jealousy 'tense, Whe our xhty strength could 0 er leap defen Such as they could place in the Way 01' us gian s The Seniors of twelve could but mutter detiance. One morn as Sol 1gleamed 0' er the mount cla led Ba A scene before the gaze of students ap- palled, Spread 0111, and all in horror we1e cold For an iiigulftear dire to Juniors was there. They saw a tree with roots upturned to Planteds githin a hole of rocks to lie, and se re it seemed to be The In nior X1111 dry, dead SeniorsT head placed a sign, CANTO II. The wrath of insulted feelings knew 110 b und, We raged and roared and made a thund- erous sound, H1ave Homer, thane of Junior clan ught Raised xhiihe hihs paw, and with his deep hus 0h three times, four times happy he who 11 1111 s, , Than hears this insult from those Senior monks My blood eruns hot for vengeance now so So let us Wplaii, ye men without cold feet' ' He spoke, and turmoil then did cease to rest A plan evolved to ease oui injured rae CANTO HI. Why seek poor mortals that which is the 's? Revenge breeds in the heart but sad dlsa come But blood was hot that fateful night. 0911 by, When Juniors met to deal out teye tor 'Twas dark; the 1110011 hung light upon the clouds. Dark shaipes moved toward the vard 01 11M TOW Tall and stately stood the fated Senior 9; Yes, fated soon to fall upon the lea. Why worry men, a brave voice cried a 011 , I'By saw and ax that Senior tree'll be w

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HIS space was reserved for remarks on the faculty's answer to the senior petition for room 2 1 but the printer was a church- member :WUKLN. T 11g fellow name:I iSmith, Wheo once said Othat love w as t 11011 he knows bett 11d tis thought he w111e wgelt Iher, 115116 finds no one else to go UVERHHAIKI; Nope, not for me more 8911101 year for me. Just look at 0the mu tilated, wounded and b1ood-su1ked condition 01' my poce1ook.F1rst ' cla asspins and then on 11011 V11 1h 9 long 11119, which 1 ca 11 I mention w11hout sprin k1111g 111 a fe 111g,b11t, 111911 11, comes to buying mi1k bottles and nipples for 'Fis,11 1 ba1k1 ISHII-H'l' ANS1VIIII1S. ' color of liquid air Dep, t. MauriheiHO! those are alternate 111- Ter restrial Telescopes use 011 terraces, n,d '1 saw a chimney once that was so large you coulcsi etwo or thIee towns on it DEI'H BRIG 111s OUT. use tio11, Tom No slr, I just wanted to ask you something '1 ,5 VI 1' L E UNADL'LTERATED FALSE- HOODS. Io was not tardy this morning. c111 1121 Gulley did not say this seh ere, whilcea at theb board last wee uditor-ianhief had no tro 1ieb1 111 getting f1,0119 tSeniors to have their pictures takeno H1113 1 01' nfoey'yh is very cold natured and al ways 0keeps t 9 windows down during cool weather He is very thoughtful of others. A woh 1e day passed withou. .L 1' s tenlling how he Hknocke d down thrPe at '9An11 Lock gave cmrerc l2, 901101? e and compact answers to all questions asked her this year. SHOCKING. 9 What do you want to have your picture for the 'Burro' taken over for? M aur r1119 UH deep disgust19 0! 1 want to have it taken When I have a dress FROM QUIZ PAPERS. Crossing TheB an is a poem that Ten- nyson wrote before he died hake esper re s fa ther made1 his living by combivng other people'sw mountain that throws out fire, ashes and siliv Addison's humor makes a smile enter your fac DID HIG MEAN IT? Miss Gaylors' Tom what are you doing 011 111 your eta 0111 look in on LoLtie's desk for Hart 5 ConteHmporariemS'I am trying to getI otties THE I'SI'AL THING. Mr Carmack Gordon,t 11v1n1;211e1119 you with these Latin transla 1 1011ey 9 1 0 one, sirt, M Ca mac Con mey now tell the truth, didn't Nora help o.u Honey No sir; she did it all. WHAT DID HE DR INK? Poor George, he's 119 ad But instead 'twas H 25 O 4