Morrison High School - Morrisonian Yearbook (Morrison, IL)

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THE STARS WILL CEASE TO SHINE WHEN Hank gets to school on time. Sara M. gets her outlines and themes in on time. Rick d0esn't go to an athletic meet and bring home a medal or two. Mr. Mouck can stand by the front door and not say, Clean your feet. Freshies can go down stairs and not stop and play with 3rd graders. Florence Gallentine can resi-st the temptation to get into Miss Barnes' handbag. Mr. Mouck cleans the blackboard. Freshies cease to Hunk. Cyril Hammer, Lloyd Mathew, Alfred Briggs, George Lawton and Arthur Cleverstone do not leave the room twice a day. Miss Aitken doesn't grab everybody's notes. Mr. Torrence forgets to write that letter, going west. Sterling beats Morrison in Athletics. Bayard cuts his hair. Freshies become large enough and have enough ambition to enter Athletics. The Senior boys give the Senior girls the party they are waiting for. Stickie Burr forgets to go up to Jackson street. Miss Fredeen forgets to ball out John Flikkema. The Freshmen can go to the basement without playing with the shower bath. We get our gymnasium. The girls finish that tennis court. Rick gets enough credits to graduate. Earl Weaver stops going to Clinton. Jim Jenkins forgets to try and bluff you. M. H. S. looses her athletic championship. The Senior class has an orderly class meeting without the supervis- ion of W. E. W. Sophs realize there are others in the world besides them. Dorothy Knox forgets to go to a dance. Theo Blodgett forgets to say something. Juniors quit bragging. The Editor and Business Manager get back the brains and common sense they have lost in trying to make the Morrisonian a suc- cess.

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THAT SENIOR PARTY The Seniors had a party Upon one Tuesday night, And if we tell the truth ' It surely was a fright. The girls, they hid themselves Away up north of town, Right near old Grove Hill cemetery, A place of great renown. At 7:30 the boys cut loose, These Senior girls to find, And to find them in two hours, Each had to work his mind. And work they did, With all their might. And hunt they did, It seemed all night. But when at last The time drew nigh, They found the girls, And heaved a sigh. They were, by chance, Not quite too late, For it was then Nine twenty-eight. Of course the girls, With that awful air, Declared the boys Did not play fair. But the boys all know They did their deed, And now they're waiting For the feed.