Peace College - Lotus Yearbook (Raleigh, NC)

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O F OUR FACULTY There was a young woman, as I ' ve beard tell, Who played the violin remarkably well ; She also sang in a beautiful way, For she was most musical, so they say. There was a Lady Principal Who liked to grant requests, She was always very pleasant When the girls were neatly dressed Miss Searcy had a red hat, And it was very gay ; She also had a brown skirt. And she wore it every day. Miss Maney had a little case Down where blue violets grow; And everywhere Miss Maney went, Was a pretty violet show. Chere was a little man named Brawley He taught us music in Raleigh ; He always wore a derby hat, But I guess you know all about that. Miss Butler elocution taught, And physical culture too ; And in her classes, I ' ll tell you what The best you can , You have to do. Oh ask the Pedagogy girls Who to Miss Royster go. If there ' s anything beneath the sun Which she and they don ' t know?

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THE LONG AND SHORT 6aoai fiunra Miss Lottie Morton, with many a frill, Walks the halls the girls to still ; And when she says, Shoo, shoo, shoo, ' What do you reckon the bad girls do ? Miss Cole had a habit. Of taking no excuse; Every favor that was asked Was declined with thanks profuse. Exams, exams, all day do come, Mr. Stockard thinks they are fun, And up they go, for us a throw He thinks that all things we should know. Mr. Dinwiddie, our President, With us always goes ; Perhaps he thinks ' tis wise To keep away the beaux. A sweet little smile, Lived on her face. Right to Miss Jones This smile we trace. Little Miss Sutphen,now what do you think? She took the measles as quick as a wink; She took the measles on a Spring day, Three weeks in the Infirmary she did stay. There was a Young lady And she made us work ' ' Trig. She brought us nice candy, In a box just so big. Do, re, me. fa, dear Mrs. Kean, She was a regular music fiend; Ne ' er was a sweeter lady seen. Do, re, me, fa, dear Mrs. Kean.

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P DIPLOMA Our Diploma is not reached by a single bound But you see this ladder by whiclT we rise From the Freshman Class to the coveted prize. So we reach our degree, round by round.