Morrison High School - Morrisonian Yearbook (Morrison, IL)

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CLASS SONG When we entered M. H. S. Someone yelled, What a mess. Trying to keep away the tears, Onward we marched, for four long years, Each year recovering some. When we were nearly done The Faculty did heave a sigh- What will we do when they say Good bye? CHORUS We .are leaving M. H. S. We'll miss this jest, CAufpassen Sie Johannbg And Irwin's best, COh, my consciencelg Dear Prof. Weaver, who always says Come now, that'll be enoughf' Torrence must greet us with, Is that a fact? And Aitken dear, CAmo, Amos, Amotlg And from our dear Miss Barnes CClasses may passjg And from Miss Brown CEyes on your booklg Utley with this C0live, my affinitylg And to the Freshmen, Sophs and Juniors, too, Faculty, we bid adieu, For we're leaving M. H. S. Poor, lonesome Faculty, You have our sympathy, Tho we have troubles of our own, We hate to see you left alone. You can't run M. H. S. Without the help of this rness. We cheered each other while we were there- Now you've no hope, our place is bare. CHORUS

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WANT ADS LOST AND FOUND COLUMN WANTED---A date with anyone: old maids and married women need not apply. Bayard Hollinshead WANTED---A man to light my pipe while I am studying. Earl Weaver WANTED---A good place to boardg environment must be mostly feminine. Howard Wentz WANTED---A class of students who will recite at least once a week. Miss Utley LOST---A pink necktie by Episcopal church. Resembled a bed blanket to a marked degree. Alfred Collins FOUND---A fellow. CD Theo Blodgett WANTED---A nurse. One who is capable of handling small children. Freshman Class WANTED---A NEW GYMNASIUM. EVERYBODY LOST---One of my fellows. CSeniorD G. B. FOR SALE---A good bicycle, price 75c. Perfect in every defect. Buyer must furnish good bank reference, Walter Knox WANTED---A man to see me Sunday nights. Ethel Gaffey FOR SALE---All text books of the Senior Class. Good as newg never been used. Seniors WANTED---More milk. Freshies WANTED---Someone to take the pride and over-bearing swell-headedness out of the Apropos Club. Everybody FOUND---A girl in love with him. CD Emerson Peterson FOR RENT---My class sweater. Gladys Raridon WANTED---Doris. Hank WANTED---A penny's worth of cough dropsg will take them with me. Walter Knox LOST---Our brain-working power. Cause, publication of Morrisonian. Reward, nothing. Smith and Burr

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A FRESHIE'S FIRST THEME WALKING Walking is a simple sport to learn: it consists mainly in planting one foot a short distance in front of the other one. Then the hind foot is picked up and carried forward past the other foot and put down, and then the remaining foot is brought forward in the same way. This seems complicated, but it is quite easy to do. It will be very hard to compel - And here the Editors feel it best to censor the rest of the theme, for fear of its impression on the incoming Freshies. FOUND IN THE GERMAN ROOM Tomorrow we will part, And it almost breaks my heart, For then we laugh no more, For the German class will be o'er. -German II Class of '15-'16 They've nothing on the Freshiesg E'en for the Sophies do we blush, To hear them call the Freshmen Mush! The Junior who frets at worldly strife Grows sallow, sour and thing Give us the Freshies, whose happy life Is one perpetual grin. Teacher Cin Agriculturel- What can you say as to blinders on horses? Alfred Hiddleson- All driving horses should wear blinders, that they cannot see and follow the movements of the driver. Miss Brown- Always eat the skin of the fruit, for it contains essentials that we all need. Fresh Cin back rowj-I pity the guy that likes pineapples.