Northwestern State University - Potpourri Yearbook (Natchitoches, LA)

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tEfje formal Census TEN at the Y. W., Prayin ' for more ; Stacks at the ball game, Disputin ' the score. Few in the Library, Four in the Shop ; All at athletics, Ready to drop. One at the blackboard, Workin ' after school; Three breakin ' bricks For disobeyin ' a rule. Flock eatin ' Hershey ' s, Bought at the Store; Ten borrowin ' dresses They ' ve worn before. Crowd at Society, None of ' em glad; Nine in the Glee Club and Eight of ' em mad. Scores on Front Street, Shoppin ' down town; Bunch in the Office, Gettin ' called down. Swarm at the Dago ' s, Spendin ' their cash ; Dozens on the North Walk, Throwin ' down trash. Jam at the Street Fair, Willin ' to buy; Two in a corner, One sorter shy. Four in the Agri Class, Sharpenin ' spades; Lot at the Office door, Kickin ' at grades. Gang in the Hammer Club, Busy as can be; One bendin ' o ' er a desk, Writin ' Potpourri. Some do the pullin ' , More of ' em balk; Few of ' em thinkin ' , All of ' em talk. Lots of advisers And few to agree; None you can really Depend on — but me. 3i

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Jfacultteg ACUITY — A collection of more or less ancient persons, usually found loitering near a school; their purpose seems to be to prevent the graduation of students whenever possible. A Faculty renders the school about the same service that the vermiform appendix renders the body — viz., none. Faculties may easily be divided into two groups: (a) those who pass one and (k) those who do not. Those of the first group are ladies and gentlemen of the highest intelligence and utmost good sense, and are absolutely unprejudiced; those of the latter group are ignorant, pre- judiced, and utterly unable to judge scholarship. It must not be supposed, however, that Faculty members never reform, for in some instances they do give up their positions, resolve to break themselves of bad habits, and earn an honest living. The percentage of such reforms, however, is not very great. It is to be hoped, in this age of wireless telegraphy, horseless carriages, and tireless cookers, that some benefactor of mankind will invent a Facultyless school. If this is done, several people will possibly graduate who might otherwise spend their lives at school. 30

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formal pmnal Long have I sat. — Faculty Meeting. Art thou weary, art thou languid? — Launa Arant. Now I have found the ground. — Mr. Weaver. Blow ye the trumpet, blow. — Newton Voters. Weary of earth. — Mr. Merriman. Let not the wise their wisdom boast. — Seniors Who Fail. Amazing grace. — Miss Atkins. A happy day. — 19 12 Commencement. I want a principle (pal). — What the Graduates Wish to Hear. We hope in thee. — Faculty to Graduates. Pass me not. — Nobody. Glorious things of thee are spoken. — Normal. Blest be the dear, uniting love. — Mr. Guardia. Oh! where shall rest be found? — Seniors. Ho! every one. — Eleventh Term Agricultural Class. Come, every soul. — Club Girls to Club Meeting. Do not I love thee? — Harry Kranson. I could not do without thee. — Shirley Sawyer. For ever here my rest shall be. — Those Who Failed Two Times Straight. Oh, come and dwell in me! — New Dormitory. A charge to keep I have. — The Little Gem. Go, labor on. — Mr. Hopper. Come on, my partners in distress. — Freshmen. Oh, it is hard to work ! — Paul Potts. How great the wisdom, power, and grace ! — Mrs. McVoy. All people that on earth do dwell, sing. — Chorus. Come, let us tune our loftiest song. — Sopranos. Lord, dismiss us with thy blessing. — Practice Teacher in Critique. Still, still with thee. — Student Called to Office. Abide with me. — Mrs. Hawkins. Now the day is over. — Potpourri Staff. Welcome, sweet day of rest. — Faculty on May Twenty-fifth. O day of rest and gladness ! — Sunday for Mr. Roy. 32