Mondovi High School - Mirror Yearbook (Mondovi, WI)

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Here's Ruby, peppy and full of fun, With her quick wit slit makes things hum; You may be sure she’s a good little girl But in the class she makes things whirl. The maiden with the golden hair. She is the one who's sweet and fair; Emma will a mountain climb And just to have a rousing time. To Physics class doth Caroline go A little prayer she uttereth low; She says in accents soft and deep, ‘‘Now will 1 lay me down to sleep.” God made the moon the stars and sky, lie made the earth so fair He first made things of colored hue And then made Everett’s hair. Sir Robbe is so very polite He feels quite bad because he is bright; He spends his time by making girls blush But this of course we keep on the hush. Where did you come from classmate dear? Out of the elsewhere into here. Where did you get your credits, pray? ‘‘None of your business,” said Jim, “Away.” Gladys is so exceedingly small, You scarcely can see her now at all; If ever locked out, she’d he in no doubt, She’d slide through a chink in the wall. We have in our midst a slim, calm sinner; He’s fond of girls, but fonder of dinner; At football Giles is surely a star He bangs through one. and leaves a sear. We have a basketball player of fame, Who once was made exceedingly lame. But protests were nought; in spite of the pain. We couldn’t keep “Ode” from playing the gai Poor Faye was woeful and ghastly pale. All week she nothing would do, but wail, “Alack, and Alas. I’m afraid I won’t pass, And if I don’t pass. I will fail.”

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CLASS POEM Oh. here we art , ves. here we are The brightest, smartest class by far That ever graced this dear old school. We've done our best to break each rule, We've crammed our heads with wisdom's lore Till they will hold not one bit more. We've put away each bonk and slate. And now we’re here to graduate. Then out into the world we’ll go Advice on others to bestow. And marvelous deeds and wonders new The class of '2. ) will do. Our “Marc. you know, is six feet tall And lias good brains on top of it all, The teachers, ••fellers.” lie loves to tease. But no sweet girl he ever sees. Here comes our modest little “Wim.” Who attacks her studies with great vint. She looks .just like a i|uiet lass. But you ought to see her in Physics Class. We have an upstart in our class, Far famed for learning and for lnass, And this Elmer a you know. Whose countless jokes forever How Here's to the girl that hails from La Crosse, She’s Mondovi's gain and Xe'son’s loss. A friend she is. and a dare she’ll take. ’Tis Maigaret Bower, with no mistake. We're all acquainted with our “Pal.” She is a spritely little gal. hen she begins to teach up North. Her store of wisdom she'd scatter forth Now as to mischievous Addle, Her future we can truly tell, For if to “Pete” she corresponds. She'll seek tin' matrimonial bonds. This, is our worthy president; On books and studies quite intent; in sports his prowess he did show This is of course friend “Bud’’ Barstow.

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There onee was a prattling, talkative lass, Who ne’er was ready for any class. Her friends would wait, and make themselves late, While Bella consulted the glass. Elina, we fear, will soon fade away, As she feeds upon Latin the live long day She talks, and recites it. she dreams it. she writes it But what will it profit a maiden, O pray? In stock judging did Ray represent. Our Mondovi High School “Ag. department; Then in our play a butler he made, And captured the audience and actually played. We thought him quiet until we knew, That Rudolph’s life had frolics too; A dark eyed boy in any class, You'll find him very hard to pass. In books lie is so very well read, But other things too, he hath in his head; “Some day, a druggist. 1 hope to be.’’ Thus run the thoughts of .Myron Lee. In Delemar we find a quiet lad. Some times he’s good; sometimes he’s bad; He follows his work with evident joy, A thing that’s uncommon in most every boy. A girl whom we all do admire. For Lauiel has all we desire; She laughs and plays which always pleases And flirts and jokes and even teases. A good old scout, just full of pep. You'll go with her to keep in step. You’ll never lack for sport and fun. For Cleo keeps you on the run School Harry loves, we know this well. Of other loves too, we need not tell. Tho. farming is his longest suit. In basket ball he is a beaut. Now here is Marjorie; you do know Her love on Storey, she’ll bestow. The art of teaching, she’ll possess. But fond of mischief we confess. Blue are her eyes, her hair is black Iu capers Maurita is not slack. Her smile we see it every day. Her letters to “Charlie” find their way.