North Bay Collegiate Institute and Vocational School - Northland Echo Yearbook (North Bay, Ontario Canada)

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THE NORTHLAND ECHO 27 There was a young fellow from Boston Who purchased a new Baby Austen. There was room for his lass And a gallon of gas, But the baggage fell out and he lost 'em. -D. Newton There was a young maid from Calgary Who thought she could sing like a canary. She sang at theatres, Got hit with tomaters Which quickly stopped her salary. -F. Barham There was a young Laurentian skier Who went out quite reg'lar to see her. When he fell in the drink, She pulled him out pink And they no longer go skiing together. -D. Russell There was a young man from Lockport Whose books were his only resort At the end of the year He shed a big tear When teacher gave him his report. -E. Trepanier There was an old fellow named Neville Who gave all the Germans the devil. I-Ie called them bad names, And shot down their planes, And said We shall win, on the level! -R. Pelletier There was a young lady named Nan Who drove out a new Ford sedan, When she hit a post, She turned white as a ghost, As the car was now fit for the ash can. -H. RUSSCII There was a young man from Catskill Who devoured far more than his fill. Now he lies on his back In a little log shack, And his paw pays a big doctor bill. -E. St. Amand There was a young fellow named Andy The girls all thought him a dandy: Tall, dark and slim, They all adored him, Till they found that his legs were quite handy. -R. Valenti There was an old man from Trout Lake VVhose circus of beasts was a fake. When his mice roared, The people looked bored, So the circus man's neck is at stake. -C. Jeneroux There was a young chap named McCann As a teacher he knows how to plan. But at skiing, it's said, He takes falls on his head, So he might as well teach while he can. -F. Beattie There was a young maid from Powassan Vlfho slipped on a C.P.R. Crossing, The train from the west, Though all for the best, Made a horrible-run in her stocking. -W. Edwardson THE GALLEON QPrize Poeml Joyce Young, III Collegiate It's just a model standing On the table in the hall, Yet, when daylight fades away And sunset shadows fall, It is as if a secret breeze Stirs softly through her spars, I seem to see her sailing out Beneath the drifting stars, Afloat upon an unknown seag There, in the golden light, The little painted galleon Goes gliding through the night. The curling foam about her bows, Her sails outspread to snare The gypsy winds of heaven, Like a bird upon the air, And I, too, in night's quiet hours Drift out upon the deep, And sail the Galleon of Dreams Across the waves of sleep, I, too, seek out by Treasure Isle, Set in a sky-blue sea, And anchor at the break of dawn Off the lands of Reality. GRANDMA Margaret Beatty, Form IB After supper round the table Grandma sits and knits Her hands are gnarled and bony, But her sock grows, bit by bit. Grandma is a gracious person, And can tell us many a tale Of many trials and hardships, Of the times when crops did fail. Grandma's grown old, and lovely, Understanding, kind and trueg In face and person mellowed By the years that grew and grew. Those years have gone, And when I sit and knit, I should like to be like Grandma Growing gracious bit by bit.

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THE NORTHLAND ECHO 29 2 . l I ? l i F T wigs.. t SCHOLARSHIP WINNERS First Row. left to right: Ruby Parr, Arthur Croghan, Les Reardon Second Row. left to right: Leslie Pickering, Delna Gibson, John Lyons ,..-ff STUDENTS ALL WOOL Q SWEATERS 295 to 5.95 :rf 2- -erm Q aw.,-siiffv.. . -: .::- .4-:-:QI-:Qs-:-. 211: I47'1'f 'vr-:I-:-:-:-:-:-A. - Y ' 511 55553:-. ' ' 'Q '1eg,, 3f,,j-1:,, :5S5J:I:55g5:5E55fr2555555555355 ...... iririrff -' . i555r?'fr?:55r5::r':1:5:55r35rE:5:3 f - ' ' Irff5:5E55f:5:5Eff5?gf:5:53i555:5v! .' Lf 1521! '1'f : ':':': .5-iff Sf zfrlfir- fgiiiiirfliisilkz 55 '5:E:f:rRErE55:1E2Er9515rfZfE2Eg5 if Huntingtnn8lSmith f LIMITED L 'The Man's Store