Posse Nissen School - Possum Yearbook (Boston, MA)

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Q65 SUM Then it was we happy maidens, Did enjoy great fun and frolic, Teaching to these newer sisters, All that we had learned of camp lore. But alas! misfortune met us: Gitche Manito, the Mighty, Caused great rain to come upon us, Come with torrents down upon us, Flooding all the fields and bridges. But we dauntless Nissen maidens, Gallantly did show our courage, Braved the weather, not complaining, Did our work with great decision, Played our games as was our custom, Went long journeys from our campland Cooked our meals on fires we kindled, Made our beds beneath the pine trees, Rested then until the morning When we rose up bright and early, All desirous to be warmer. Turned we then our weary footsteps, Homeward to our sturdy cabins. Faded soon the Moon of Roses, Bringing to a close our camptimc, But before the Red Moon setteth, Back again we quickly hastened. Worked we there with greatest fervor, Strove we hard in competition, Learning much in lore of woodland, Gaining much in strength and vigor. All too soon our camp life ended: Ended was our forest freedom: Gone our days of outdoor living, With the friendship of our sisters. One great feast we all attended: One last council all together Ere we turned our faces homeward. Sad were we as then we parted, Parted from Camp Posse-Nissen. From our much loved Posse-Nissen. ll061

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3965 SUM ' Hard we worked and strove together. Learned to know each other better. Laughed at pranks played by our sisters, By our kind and thoughtful sisters. Some of us were lawless maidens. Would not do as we were counseled, Caused great noise to come unhindered, From our cabin after hours. Then Chief Nissen, coming hither. Spake to us with voice of censure, Warned us but we never heeded, How repentant were we maidens When, while others gladly rested, Toiled the guilty in the noon day, As about the camp we labored. Strange it was that ever, always, When the sun rose in the heavens. Rose above the eastern pine trees. All we little Nissen maidens Slumbered soundly in our cabins, Most reluctant as to waking. But when night came down upon us. Came with darkness down upon us, Then it was we sprightly maidens Wanted more of fun and frolic. Then Chief Nissen coming hither, Coming with a light that flasheth. Cast its gleaming ray upon us, Bright and beaming ray upon us. Quieting such boisterous maidens. When the Hunter's Moon was waning, When its end was drawing nearer. All of the great tribe of Nissen, Packed our goods and wended homeward. Happy with the thought that later. With the coming of the Segwun, Back would come the happy seniors. Joyful that we were returning. Springtime came to Posse-Nissen. And the Rose Moon downward shining, Saw the seniors coming hither. Bringing with them younger sisters. W-El P Cl

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Q65 SUM Should you ask me what the seniors. What we maids of Posse-Nissen, Will remember of our camp life, That we spent in field and forest, I should answer, I should tell you, We shall think of all our classes, Of our sports and our athletics, Of the noisy, friendly chatter, Of the songs sung in the evening, Songs of fun, and songs of fancy, Of the murmur of the pine trees, With the wind among the branches, Of the quiet walks together, Through the damp and dusk of evening. Oft at twilight we would paddle With some friendly Nissen maiden, Up the creek, that led to westward, Ever winding, winding, onward, There in some still nook we idled, Gazing at the Hery sunset, At the glory of the sunset, As the evening sun descending. Set the clouds on Hre with splendor, There we then would sit and ponder Of the beauties of all nature, Of the added wealth of wisdom That we gained at Posse-Nissen. Honor be to Posse-Nissen! To her leaders and directors! As into the world we venture, As we onward turn our footsteps, May we often pause and render Tribute due to Posse-Nissen. F' fl ff:-Jzvzx