Park City High School - Kalendar Yearbook (Knoxville, TN)

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9' The Diverting History of How One Senior Spent Washington's Birthday iio.-l. O, Grace was a lady fair Of beauty and renown, From Maryville so far away She came to Knoxville town. So Herbert to her said one day, Tho friendly we have been These past two tedious years, yet we No high old time have seen. Tomorrow is the twenty-second And, though we're to entertain, 1'll take you to the picture show- And then back home again. Then she replied, I do admire Of gentlemen but one, And you are he, my dearest dear, Therefore it shall be done. The day did come, and old Herb 's horse Was hitched up in the stable, And away he drove in splendor bright As lovers famed in fable. Smack went the whip, round went the wheels, Were never two people so glad. The stones did rattle underneath, As if Gay Street were mad. 49 i. 4.4.1, .

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, , 1 nice clean bunk lay a little white poodle. He tried to remove it, but it snapped and snarled, so he was compelled to retreat. lt followed his retreat so courageously, that he took shelter in a near-by tree. At last it grew tired of barking and wandered away. ln the afternoon George thought it wise to go on a scout- ing expedition. He found to his amazement that during the night a crowd of girls had moved into one of the cottages. He turned away in disgust, and marched back to camp like a defeated general. He sat down to think what to do, and was scarcely seated when the place was surrounded by angry girls. They wanted to know what he had done to dear darling little Julie. They had been going by his tent, and she was so tired they left her on his bunk to rest, and when they had remenibered her, and came back, she was gone. They were sure he had stolen or killed her. George said he had seen more of her than he want' ed to and did not even wish to hear of her again. The girls left very- angry. George started to pack up, but not no farther along than putting on his coat, when back came one of the girls crying. She wanted to know if her little sister was there. They had brought her with them, and now could not find her. The girl found her under the bunk asleep. She had gotten tangled up in George's fishing lines, and had gone to sleep, pouring George 's gun oil into his kodak. George saw no more, for he fled. He returned about mid- night, and stayed only long enough to pack. As he was making all possible haste down the road, he re- marked, I don 't believe the garden of Eden was as nice as some folks say, for even then there was one Woman too many. Helen R. Riley. -LS

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Five short hours were quickly spent, Enjoying shows and candy. And when the youth returned that night He was just feeling dandy. Arrived at school, his wig was gone, Also his hose and coat. And here, dear reader, let me state- This simply got his goat, With both shoes and one sock off He sat upon the stairs, And cussed, and swore, and ripped, and tore, In quite a shocking manner. Who stole my coat and wig? He cried, I wish that I were dead - l'm going home, he louder cried, And my, his face was red! But dear Miss Duncan to his aid did come, And soon some clothes were found. Some stockings, coats, and buckles, too, And round his head a scarf was bound. So Herbert was all fixed up, at last, And up the aisle did marchg Though very colonial looking, he gave us A look quite fit to parch. Now children, do this lesson learn When you this rhymlet read- And always when you're in a play, Remember this?-and heed. Louise Luttrell Galyon, '15 50