Ottumwa High School - Argus Yearbook (Ottumwa, IA)

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Class History THE RIME OF THE NOBLE '21 •M PART THE FIRST It is a noble 21 And he stoppeth one of three. By thy wise looks and pile of books Now wherefore stopp’st thou me? ’ The Senior held him with his hand. I have a charge. quoth he. 'To tell to all that I may meet How great a class are we. September. 1 q 17 We started our career. We were a class both bright and gay. No gloomy looks nor drear. The High upon the hill was full. There was no room for us. So to the Junior High we w ent Without a bit of fuss. Our captain, there was Mr. Grant. But soon he had to leave. We loved him much; we loved him well; It made us all to grieve. To show' that we w ere fond of him And wanted him to stay, We gave a party for this man And it was surely gay. They called a newr man. Brenneman. A “Brainy-Man was he. He knoweth much; he knoweth all; We would we were as he. And then with days of ice and snow In January drear. We went to Big Ottumwa High I o lend it of our cheer. And there a purpose some did win And others had some fun. I hey told us we must do their bid And made us errands run. They sent us to the furnace room Then up again on high. From attic room to basement low But never knowing why. But they soon tired of all this sport And left us all alone. To have our meetings and our fun. And leaders of our own. Quoth Mr. Rice, the principal. To me it’s plain indeed. To guide them thru their Freshman year Some officers they need! A president was chosen first. To lead the sturdy crew, Virginia Spurgeon was her name She pulled the old class through. The only laddie of the staff Was called Vice President, Bob Sheehan was the chosen one And all were well content. Elizabeth McClelland made A Secretary fine. Elizabeth Webb, the treasurer We made the next in line. Historian was Nettie Lord, The finest of the class. But soon she from their midst did go This bonnie. youthful lass. Our year as prcplets ended then Without a party too! The other classes all had theirs But we had none! Boo Hoo! But we w'ere brave, so very brave And never shed a tear. We said with patience we would wait Until our Sophomore year. PAGK HIIRTY-ONK

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PART Tl IE SECOND Back to our school we came again One cool September day; To us our wish was granted now For we were Soph’mores gay. New officers again we chose, For president. Perdue. N ice president was Olive Manns A very fine one. too. Mid Riley was the secretaire And all the notes took she; With Lawrence Hults as treasurer They made a team you see. Historian we then did choose. Alfreda Bloomgren won. She did her duties well indeed Surpassed was she by none. Then from the faculty we picked As sponsor. Gertrude Lynch. She helped us many and many a time When we were in a pinch. Our members in declaiming work Stood far up in the line. For Libby Webb took highest place In contest called Big Nine. We had a party at the Y And all the Sophs turned out. We had one grand and glorious time Of that there is no doubt. The first semester ended thus And grade-cards passed around. But on the cards of 'n s Few failing grades were found. And thus we passed the year around All working long and hard. That we might have our praises sung By many a wandering bard. And then came June with parties gay, At Simmons’ we held ours, And there with many a laugh and shout We spent the happy hours. The sweet-pea was our chosen flower. And now the second year was gone Our colors white and green. And studies were no more. We in the big assembly room Vacation days were once again Were heard as well as seen. As in the days of yore. PART THE THIRD September brought school days again As Juniors, proud we felt The under classmen neath our glance Were always sure to melt. New officers were chosen then To guide us through the year, We chose Lizz , our president. Well known both far and near. Gene Hagberg with his ready jokes We chose to be our vice, We knew he’d chase all clouds away And make hard things seem nice. A secretary too. we chose. Twas Lelia Holloway, Who kept the minutes of our work As well as of our play. For treasurer, our Junior year Was chosen Neil Perdew, He handled all their dollar bills To him all debts were due. Loretta Sullivan we chose To be historian. The duties that this post required Were every one well done. PACK THIRTY-TWO