Morrison High School - Morrisonian Yearbook (Morrison, IL)

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THAT SENIOR CONTEST The Seniors had a contest, And what a joyous time: 'Twas like the movie shows, Worth many times a dime. The Senior girls, they took a hike, And somewhere about the town they hid. Now the boys were left to find these girls: And did they? Well, I guess they did! They hunted high, and hunted low, And almost everywhereg But when at last they neared Grove Hill, Why, sure enough the girls were there. Alas, the time was nearly up, And of course there was a chewg The girls all claimed the time was up- Why, sure, they thot they knew. The boys were very obstinate And stubborn in their wayg They, too, knew they had won, And from that point they would not sway And now the question is, Who shall the banquet serve? For each do think the others do This honorable right deserve. So let them now decide their fate As to who shall entertain: And when this glorious feast is o'er, Let who will complain.

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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.

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4 O G i DID YOU EVER HEAR THESE? Oh, fudge . I .. Don't do it, fellows I Did you get that? .. EEEEE.,, ,. ........Helen Raridon ....,.Clarence Austin ,........,...,.Miss Brown 'Who'll do this? l .,ttsss..s. s,..ttt.t.... . ..,,.,..,. B ob Weaver 'I won't speak to you again .t.,. .. tto..,... Martha B. 'I apprehend .......,..,.... I r.,.,....t.... . t.rrr Mr. Torrence 'Got the makin's? .tr....,st ...E . .... rrr,...r.r,.. S p ecks W. 'Wherels my man? ...,r.rr.,...., ,..r.,...................,,,,, A lice R. 'I love her! Oh, Oh, Oh! ,..l..... .. ....,.... .,........ A lfred Hiddleson 'Wish I was at a dance . ,,............,... . .............. Fred Rastede When do we get our Morrisonian? ...,,..........,.... ,........ E verybody Tm nearly dead ..........,......... .. .,......... ......... ...,....... . . . ..o.. .,......,.,, G ladys R. How do I know when you can hardly tell?' '... ............o. .,.......,..... D o t Knox 'Aw, now, quit your kiddin' ............il............................... J. Archibald Knox 'When does the 3:30 train leave? .,.... i ............, ..............,........ R uby Whistler 'Oh, look at all the bubbles on the ground ........., .... ....... S u sie Jenkins 'Who said so? ,....,....................,,,r.......,,...,,,.. .....,........... .,......., 1 . .Alvin Flikkema Aufpassen Sie Johann .,........ .................... I wonder if my papa would care? ......., By Gosh! ............. ........ ........ ..........,.............. What shall I do next? ................... .,................ You can always tell a Senior, For he's so sedately gownedg You can always tell a Junior By the way he runs aroundg You can always tell a Freshman By his verdant look, and such: You can recognize a Sophomore, But you cannot tell him much. .. .,.... Miss Fredeen ..............Helen Olds ..........John Flikkema .................Freshie