Natrona County High School - Mustang Yearbook (Casper, WY)

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ge. 1 evil - '. -1 V' 1 -L 'U Whether he had a cold in his head Or merely that his Wits had fled, And he was practicing elocution. -And there was Ding who began to moan With his dulcet voice in an undertone That A fool there was and he made his prayer' And the rest that Kipling has Written there. -And tears came into Archie's eyes To find the crowd so small in size, If they only had let me advertise! -Henrietta fidgetedg She moved her hand and inclined her head, And pretended to hear what the orator said. -Eddie, too, With a pallid hue, Heard that the younger generation Should obtain a finished education. -While Cleao, inspired at all that he heard, And breathlessly hanging on every Word, Remarked that his heart was mightily stirred. -Levvie said, just a trifle mean, That this is' worse than quarantine. -While Okie cried with a burst of pride, This stage is small, but the gym is Wide, And the grid is just on the other side. -And all that Frances could find to say She said in the calmest sort of way: Perhaps 't were better if We were quiet, At least 't would do no harm to try it, And there's a chance that We would profit by it -Margaret agreed, and Alice, too, That this was the proper thing to do, And Elsie Holme With a pensive face Remarked that speech was quite out of place. -But Homer broke in With a worldly grin, Oh, speech is not such a mortal sing lf it is, what will that orator win When it comes his time to at last cash in? -And Ralph right then remembered when He was up north in a frozen glen, And the tropic sun had just begun To beat its heat on the jungle, one Long-necked giraffe and a monkey's laugh Dropped from the sky and saved him by A hair's breadth. Now, he didn't say how, But they must have done it in some odd way, For Ralph is still alive today.

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an ei lil U52 BIIIIJYH - 1 a I A Dang Witlpnut Dense iv -If there is a tide in men's affairs When their hopes are few and their chances scarce, It is Cin the case of the modern studentj When even the pupil thinks it prudent To burn some juice in the midnight use Of any books that are lying loose, To catch, condense, confine and cram Some golden facts for a last exam. -If there is a tide in the affairs of men When their hopes begin to rise again, It is fin the case of the graduatej When he's called upon to sit in state And hear his praise in a number of ways From a man who delivers a big oration In favor of high school graduation. -Twas thus that the Class of Twenty-one Were thinking of all that' they had done, They thought of the four half happy years, Of laughter all mixed up with tears, But mostly they thought of the year just past, And sighed that it should have fled so fast'. -Timberline, with a glance divine, Looked down at Florence, and sighed, She's mine! For nine long months the president Of a class that never could be content, He sat there now and wondered how In the world that time was ever spent. -And Ruth sat next. On a slight pretext She glanced across at Weston, who Was having all that he could do To prevent a blush from showing through. He was trying to think of the nicest way To say the things that he had to say, Which were the nicest things he knew. -On the face of Dutch there sat a frown, For he had no pocket in his gown In which to slip the last small change Which he had kept at a wide, wide range From all the creditors in town. -Then Laurence barked most violently, While all the -others turned to see Just what was wrong with his constitution,

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IIYHONA PDU ' UtIl5ff l.fll anna' hyglma ' -Cornelia thought with an humble mind Of the schools that she had left behind- East Denver and Billings-and then to be A graduate of our high school. JGee !7! Thought Charlotte, as Norman glanced up with a wink, Oh, isn't it grand just to sit here and think That some day I will stand with the world at my feet And people will pay five dollars a seat Just to see me perform in a play-some day. -Kansas exclaimed aside to Joe, Isn't that guy some talker, though! -Said Joe, half startled, emitting a yawn, Mister, are you being waited upon? - 2H,4H, Glen over and over Mumbled as if he were trying to discover With which the best sketch of a box could be drawn, -While Gwen, who had heard him repeating these, Said absent-mindedly, Number, please! -And Ada and Florence Solterman fMy rhymes are beginning to falter, menl , Were looking around for a halterman To hang the fellow who spoke so fast That they were quite sure he would languish at last. -Thora shook like an aspen leafg Her heart was Wasted with her grief, Her thoughts with dread disasters thronging She straight was seized with a desperate longing To prophesy. -But she was halted By Bill, who cried with a soul exalted, Oh, I am born of a race of men Who believe in taking, now and then, A trifling pinch of the spice of life To sort of vary the mundane strifeg Therefore, take note, I move we vote That the speaker there' has spoken enough And we request him to can the stuff. -The orator stopped and the music started, While Mary Flinn, half broken-hearted, Thought of a lonely violin No lonlier than Mary Flinn. -Lastly, a burst of fine applause And a few bouquets of fiowers, Andf whatever may have been their cause, We accepted them all as ours. 96178