Newburgh Free Academy - Graduate Yearbook (Newburgh, NY)

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- - . . 1 N is for Noise, in which we excel, I But a lull generally follows the sound of the bell. O is for Obedient, which we all try to be, Though we miss perhaps once out of every three. P is for Physics, a study most useful, But hard to commit unless we are dutiful. Q is for Questions, of which we'Ve a store, Andialwaysgcan find a few dozen more. R is for Rules, of which we've only a few, But we don't like them at all as long as they're new. S is for Singing, our first exercise, And probably the one we most highly prize. T is for Townsend, our teacher so.kind, Who tries to inspire us to culture the mind. U is, for Unable, but we'll not acknowledge, That we are unable to enter a college. V is for Vacation, which we hope to enjoy, But cannot, of course, if low standings annoy. W is for Wisdom, which Solomon sought, And we'll try to find it, as it cannot be bought. X is for Exult, which we surely will do When our examinations have been safely passed through Y is for Year, which is near at an end Then we must part from our dear school friends. 7 Z is for Zeal, for which we're not noted, But welll try to be zealous, and thus get promoted. f .. . vi., . ..... 2 4 -.

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Q Qeaeleneieal Zagmee A is for our Academy, a structure so fine, Where we've liad enjoyment, and have cultured our mind B is for Bell, a relic so old, Whose adventures for years have never been told. C is for Crane, our Principal kind, Who never will scold if we do not quite mind. D is for Desks, of which we've a store, But yet We need a great many more. E is for Electricity, whose power We love . When it rings our dismissal on the bells above. F is for Flag, our symbol so true, We are bound to adore the red, white and blue. G is for Glass, of which we own not a little, And we've kept it well, but it is so brittle. H is for History, on which we clote, -And would not miss it for a fivedollar note. I is for Ignorance, which we try to avoid, And should it o'ertake us, we'd be much annoyed. I J is for the Juniors, who belong to our tribe, They are not less quiet then bees in their hive. K is for Knowledge, of which we're in search, But when play is proposed, it is left in the lurch. L, is for LeRoy, our teacher of art, And as such we acknowledge she is very smart. Nl stands for McFadden, who teaches mathematics. And among all her books you find nothing but, cl assics

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Zan in. Q. gavage On the Thursday night preceding Arbor Day six members of Class 'go tooka stroll to the suburbs of the city. They went with a well-defined object in view. Perhaps it was to View the aspect of the country during a rainfall, again, it may have been to see how the grass grows at night 5 but I think the youths journeyed with the sole intention of procuring a tree. It was a warlike band. One of the members carried an axe, to chop the tree, or mayhaps to prevent molestation. Another carried a revolver, but for what purpose I am unable to find out. The most logical conclu- sion is that he knew of an adjacent hen-house, and intended camping by the wayside. In this case one must admit the usefulness of a firearm. About 8.30 they commenced their nefarious work, the desecration of one of the most ornamental of Nature's productions. The first sound of the axe seemed to awaken all the denizens of the region. The frogs be- gan to croak, the song of the katydid was invested with new life, the cows commenced to moo, while all the dogs within a radius of six square miles took up the chorus in such a long-drawn melancholy howl that the boys were frightened into silence, while the man in the moon became so sad and tearful as to cause a perfect deluge of rain. Simultaneously with the howling of the dogs the courage of some of the members began to ooze. They were too humane to belong to this earth. One didnlt wish to arouse the farmer, for fear he would come out in the wet to investigate, and mayhap catch cold and die. Another didn't wish the farmer to put a load of buckshot into him, for fear in after life it might lieiheavy on his 6072562-57265. Their consideration for mankind was angelic. So these humanitarians posted themselves about a block away from the scene of industry with the avowed intention of cautioning the agricultur- ist against undue exposure. They must have performed their task wellg anyway, they weren't seen again until the rest were on their homeward way. But to return to their colleagues. They are busy at their tree. It is a beautiful, wild cherry, just beginning to sprout, and exhaling a delicious .1251