Northeast High School - Record Yearbook (Philadelphia, PA)

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' CLASS DAY OFFICERS Wright. Pod Mi!ler. Pl'l'Sl llll'I' Knapp Ilfslurinu Chapin, I'1'0plzr7l Bradbury. I'1'L'sidL'lrl Graham. Cknsm

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His jokes are moss-grown relics of a pre-historic day, Wlhich are still the rage in Frankford, from us theylve passed away. Such is the march of progress, and you'c1l better bear in mind That places such as Frankford can't help being left behind. 'Ne pass along. and enter soon a grim, mysterious lair, Full of dangerous contraptions. Dr. Stradling reigneth there. On a high and lofty platform doth the warlike Stradling stand, Holding forth on static currents, his red note hook in his hand. Giving some saw-dusting seniors scraps of scientinc news, Then giving them the dickens just because they blow a fuse. Now Doctor Beaman. Qh, for words to praise brave Dinger's name. From Chestnut Hill to Fishtown wild has spread our Dutchman's fame. He loves his pretzels and his krout, he loves his lager beer, But oh! He does not love the Class of naughty-four, I fear. l-le did his best to teach them Dutch, and what can man do more? But alas, he did not reckon with the Class of naughty-four. j .-Xnd some of us went wandering out to learn to talk zee French, From a man with a marv'lous name which made our jaw bones wrench He taught us how to parley vooand how to make a bow, And how he raises chickens and the way to milk a cow. Then theres a skinny little man, whose name is Mr. Wficks, lVith a melancholy Visage. His employment is to mix EX lot of lines and angles in an awful tangled mess v :Xnd when he has them all wound up he wishes us to guess Nlfhy angle this, is angle that, and why this line is here, And many more mysterious things which nll our souls with fear. Our taste for things artistic was inspired by Mr. Pfeil, A solemn looking person, with a sad and mournful smile XVhich spreads across his features like a cloud across the sun, And makes him look more solemn yet tif that same can be donej. 26 ,ji . - r 1 ff f X in aww IW! vi V! fgj-lfifdaifgfgflif I XM xx -I RR? riJ X th ll! ll Vi! H f X l X X x N 4 '-E . ' 4 , .I '45 fy if , ' j i ,.-' ,!Q49: 1!x t ' me i1u,.!j -. - 14 5 I j'Ii,,.5:j: A ?i1 ff 7. , J , fj,,l.':,,-ki, 1 j , ,,, ', , ,-' Nlvf,-1,-'-x ' .ljfy ,,1jQw .I I-bi1.:5gjl,'.f . iiij '-M ' ,Q jury f ,Q LM- ., ,l,u::'tx A, X A f ' is af. 'uf'l-lllxt :X f s 4 f ' f ' ' lt, ll .1 if jj, y a XX xg, u X ,mf X '29 f'f-. ik, .pf f X ,jlfff ,ff if f'2 'I 'A Q- at Z A - fi. --b ' T L ,:Q 'lliullj' -- -U lt?- -.... ' tal,' linl 'C gi , lj lXf.3V.- E 'ima ? , ' l ill I ill: 9' Q' ix, MR. WICKS