Plainville High School - Cardinal Yearbook (Plainville, KS)

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THE SOPHOMORES IN 1923. I sat dreaming, one evening on a low stool, Just like most of the dreamy fools, When I received a hearty invitation To take a trip with some of my relation. We gathered all our things together, Giving no tho't to the stormy weather, But Loarded tle train at old PV., Determining' to take in all we could see. Entering .1 show at the Chicago Street Fair, I was much surprised to see Mildred Martin there, Her warbllngs were so very sweet, That I could scarcely control my feet. Strolling next day near a park in the city, My heort stirred by womanly pity, As a very small hoy fell off his bike, And who should his nurse be but our Stella Fike. Then to New York our party flew, There Cora Howland was the only one we knew, She was going to Boston to see the sights, So W0 Went along' to spend a few nights, As we were strolling up the street, We suddenly heard pattering of feet. And whom could it be but Sylvia Brown, Who was then all the rage of Boston town. A steamer took us to England's shore. We found Fannie Frisbe helping the poor. She was as happy as ever could be In a de-ar little cot by the side of the sea. And then to great Paris we gaily so- journed. We were sure glad for a great thing we learned. 'Twas there that Dale won fame on the Cornet, And we were some proud of him, you bet. We soon grew tired of gay Paree, For now it was Rome we were anxious to see. We saw the Olympian races run, And found that Currey was the very best one. As we walked to a swell cafe that night My friend Lorene Ferrier just came in sight. She was fastily attired in pale blue But poor little me she hardly knew. After wandering here for several days And learning some of the Roman ways, We went to Berlin on a beautiful night And the city was flooded with wonderful light. We slowly strolled down the narrow streets And as none of our friends we chance to meet, We entered a vaudeville and whom should we spy But some world-famous jiggers, among whom Was Guy. Tired of the noise, l tho't a paper l'd buy And these were the first words tha' caught my eye: Edited by Woods, our -dear old Stub., He certainly proved to be no dub. Then to the 'Chinese Empire we slowly traveled, And when we got there were quite un- raveled. But Ethlyn Weaverling, straightened us out By taking us with her and going about. One eve we met dear Lenora McClay, Who always had something lovely to say About her husband, a famous lawyer, Better known to us by the name of .naw- yer. Then across the Pacino ocean we sailed And when we got there we felt very frail. But Mildred Baumgartner we met With delight

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SOPHOMORE CLASS