Murray High School - Crest Yearbook (Murray, UT)

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Avoovfs Last Fafrewell Oh, mother dear, my, time has come, I now must sa.y goodbye. Why do you sigh and tremble so? And why that tear-stained eye? I know 'tis hard for us to part- But please restrain those tears, , I may come back quite safe and sound, To comfort you for years. Goodbye, my dear kind father, Just give me one more kiss, W'e're sure to meet in realms above- Perhaps no more in this- Goodbye, my dear old comrades, My playmates and my friends, I little thought we'd part so soon- Our fun is at an end. Here, take this message to My little sweetheart, Mel. Tell her I'll die with thoughts of her- That 's all you'll need to tell. Over my land she reigns as queen, Her heart's my rightful throne, Oh! Fate is hard to part us thus, And leave my Mel alone. 'Tis hard, indeed, to say goodbye, 'Tis hard, indeed, to part, But leaving Mel is harder still, It reaches to my heart. But I 'm not off to War, alas! Wo1'se will to me befall, Once more I wish you all goodbye, I'm off-to play football. There Was a young man from the city, VVho saw what he thought was a kitty, He gave it a pat, And soon after that I-Ie buried his clothes. NVhat a pity! In the parlor there were three, She, the parlor lamp, and he. Two is company, no doubt, So the little lamp went out.

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There was an explosion at the works and the manager was col- lecting details as to how it occurred. You see, sir, said the employee, there was an escaPe of gas and old Thoma.s went to find it with a candle. . With a candle! gasped the manager, VI should think that would have been the last thing on earth he Would have done. It was, sir. M cet-M eat They met on the bridge at midnight, But they 'll never meet again, For she was a cow east-bound, And he was a west-bound train. Mr. Robinson was taking census of a negro diStI'iC'E- While he was questioning Mrs. Johnson her little boy behaved very badly. That certainly is a spoiled child, remarked Mr. Robinson. Oh, no mister, dat chil' am not spoiled, all colored ch1l'ren smell dat way. Oh dear, said Gordon one Friday night, I don 't know what to do with my week-end Cfishing for a datej. Luvern Ccoldlyj.- Put your hat on it. Truman.- That horse knows about as much as I do. Jake.- Well, don 't tell anybody. You might wan't to sell him some day. A city man, visiting a small country town, boarded a stage drawn by two dilapidated looking horses. In paying the driver he found he had no other currency but a one dollar bill. This he offered to the driver. The latter took it, looked it over a moment in a surprised manner, then asked: Which horse dog you want? Mr. McMillan asked his eighth grade class: What are the sister states? Stella E. answered.- I'm not sure, but I should think they were Miss Ouri, Ida Ho, Mary Land, Collie Fornia, Louisa Anna, Dela Ware, Minne Sota and Mrs. Sippi. She.-Look here, Arden, you've been drinking, I can smell your breath. Mr. Olsen.-You'r mistaken, my dear, I've been eating frog legs, you can smell the hops. Sylvester is the most tender-hearted man I ever saw. 'AIS he kind to animals, asked Eva. I should say so. lVhy, when he found the family cat insisted on sleeping in the coalbin, he immediately ordered a ton of soft coalf' 's

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