North Shore Country Day School - Mirror Yearbook (Winnetka, IL)

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THE MIRROR 15 % Do You Remember ’Way Back When . . . We d all heard of Rush Butler but didn’t know him? X. John Shaw didn’t toddle? Vic didn’t guzzle the water? Bob Andrews led the cheers? 0 Pep Williams talked so fast you couldn’t understand him? Ray Hardenbergh and Mr. Colletti were such good friends? Squirrel Ashcraft was shy and lady-like? Henry kept good order in class? Marion wasn’t called “Old Lady?” Betty Miller and Van Kirk sat together in 6th Grade? Buelah wasn’t drawing in class? Curtis wasn’t indebted to his imagination for his facts? Libby Clore first entranced one of our number? We wondered what Alice Brown would be like? Elly didn’t have more than one on a string? Kay was always on time? Les had bangs and bobbed hair? Shaw: Got any jokes for the Year Book? El ting: Yes. John Shaw!

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THE MIRROR Her hair is fixed in little curls When Beulah comes to school. Miss Miller puts her tresses up And keeps the golden rule. While Elly frizzles hers in front Though leaves it plain behind. And Libby’s wealth of dark brown wool Would almost make you blind. Les’s hair is almost black And rather wavy, too. And Alice’s so neatly kept Is of a brownish hue. M. Fulton’s wig quite often looks As though the wind were strong. And Kay’s is usually the same (The ends aren’t very long).

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16 THE MIRROR 1923 to 1921 A bright smooth road is your path to be, This, on your hand I can plainly see. But a road, no matter however good. Will have a few ruts—at least it should. For smooth sailing is tiresome, boresome, and blue. Where a knock on the back is good for you. So tighten your belt and take our good heed; “Good luck to you, Seniors, and our God Speed Free Verse Oh, Elting is a dude. At dressing he’s a bear; But when it comes to athletics we fear he is not there; Oh, Shaw is Elt- ing’s Buddie dear, can always find him in a crowd. Just look for those old socks of his; They are so doggon loud. Van Kirk is—well, a dude himself. “Van Garter,” says Madame. At this our hero gets quite peeved and claims his name is Van. Oh, Squirrel, he climbed a tree one day, out hunting for a nut. He looked into the looking-glass and said, “Oh, gee! what luck” A funny, screaming, comical, roaring, laugh¬ ing boy who fills the school with mirth and fun, is Curt, our life and joy. Oh, Henry is some boy, we’ll say; at studies he is good. But when he gets around some girls you’d think his head was wood. Butler, Pep, Bob, and Ray also shine in mirth and play. But space and time are scarce and dear. The author ends his story here. Who’s Who in Cakes Spice Cake—Pep Williams; Sponge Cake, K. Adams; Dev¬ il’s Cake, Curtis Dawes; Angel Cake, Betty Miller; Nut Cake, Squirrel Ashcraft; Marble Cake, Ray Hardenbergh; Wed¬ ding Cake, Oh, we’d hate to say; Loaf Cakes, Elly McEwen and K. Adams; Pound Cake, John Shaw; Short Cake, Van Kirk; Date Cake, Rush Butler; Sunshine Cake, Libby Clore.