Prairie Du Chien High School - Blackhawk Yearbook (Prairie Du Chien, WI)

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Another who from Eastman came. To help this class In winning fame. StuJious and somewhat grave. Though she will laugh wlien Jokes are played. She will work with all her might, On all things considered right. Next a hoy so very tall. Ever ready when you call. He who is responsible For publishing this annual. He can work and also play. He’s waiting for the last of May. Of another girl I tell. Whom you all must know right well. She i Irish thru and thru. And her thoughts site will tell you. She will laugh with everyone. Never misses any fun. From Decorah came a maid. Who, to work, is not afraid. Always smiling, never frowns, Deserving of a golden crown. She has many goodly traits. This girl whom we call “Potratz.” Always working is the lass Who gets first rank in this big class. Never wastes her time away Thinking of some trick to play. She I'm sure will always win. In the work which she lx gins. Louisa, is another girl. Who to us is as a pearl. She it is who comes to school. Never breaking any rule. Always quiet and sedate. Is this staunch and true classmate. Still another light haired maid. Whose hi shes never seem to fade. Always looking for some fun. But she sees her work is done. To Bridgeport she used to roam. But this will he her future home. Oh so very small in body. Is the girl who's known as “Toddy! A smile she has for everyone. As everything to tier is fun. Yes, she works part of the day. But she really likes to play. Another girl who sings so sweet. When at Lyceums we meet. She can speak and also play. This girl who is always gay. Ever ready to take part. Working with her very heart. He r frienJ Is also in this class. Trying others to surpass. Although of her I tell you last. She is one of the best in class. She likes to laugh in school anJ out. But of her work there’s ne’er a doubt. Cheerily, then, my classmates all. Live and laugh until the call! Tho Geometery be hard. From it we cannot be barred. Every day shall lead us thru. School life to which we are true. All UK) soon these days will end. Then it is too late to mend. So if we will do our best. We can pass in every test. Days whose Joys none can surpass. Are those spent by this Junior Class. —Leona M. Garrow

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CLASS POEM (With apologies to John Greenleaf Whittier) Blessings on thee. Junior Class, Every lad and every lass! With thy Geometric looks: With thy knowledge, growing still Every day by your good will. Those broad smiles on your faces. Show deportment and your graces. Happiness to each lad and lass. For I am in the Junior class! Honor you have, although you can Little stunts of mischief plan. With innocence in every look. Some names are seen in the Deportment Book, Twenty in number Is this class. My blessings on each lad and lass! Now these Juniors all so brave, Are not always so very grave; So in this verse I will strive Hard to tell you how they thrive. Adelbert is a tall, dark lad, Mischevious but not really bad; A sigh, a smile, a worJ so slow. And he speaks so very low. Happy and pleasant I'm sure he’d be. If thru Geometry he could see. Next we have from this same town, A tall girl who has hair of brown. Tender hearted is this class mate. And as true friend as sure as fate. Smiles will drive away her cares She says “Oh! when taken unawares. Another girl with hair of black. She quit last year and then came back. Her eyes will snap and glare at you. If she doesn’t like just what you do. When talking you just can’t stop her. This girl known as AuJrey Copper. Still another girl quite tall. She Eugenie do we call. Yes, she works part of the day. Reserves the other time for play. At times she seems a merry sort. But usually gets a good report. Large in body and in mind. Is a Junior boy so kind. He smiles the minute lie enters the door. Of learning he displays quite a store. Very good natured is he at tost: “Our William, is the way he's addressed. .Meek and mild another maiJ. Whose smiles I think will never fade. She works so hard the live long Jay, In all things right she will hold sway. Atina is the name she bears. And with it also many cares. Now of another I will tell. Who does work so very well. He will blush in spite of all When some girl his name does call. Wholly due to bashfulness. This I’m sure he will confess. Another boy in this same class. Whose eyes are always on some sweet Lass. If his name you should learn just now. Perhaps you could find out some “Howe An eJitor some day he’ll be. In folk)wing his ancestry. Of a girl I will now tell, Who works so very well. “Oh. I’m so fat, she will tell you, “That’s because I live across the slough. She works quite hard throughout the day, But still can find some time for play.

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CLASS I Listen, my classmates and you shall hear, The voice of the prophet sounding near. As in accents clear it is borne to me From the far-off years that are yet to be, This prophet travels on wings so fleet, That he sees all things which we are to meet. And methinks he oft laughs as he hears us plan Things for the future, which come, never can. And he ofttimes is sad, when instead of the joy ‘Tis sorrow he sees for some girl or boy; But to me no inkling of sorrow or woe Comes to dim the happiness of those whom I know. So here, each in turn, I will tell the fate Which will come as you journey either early or late. So, with Alfred will I first begin,— List to the prophet concerning him, He to the sick will give much pain But only to make them well again. Ah! a surgeon 'tis plain you see This clever one is destined to be. Tis next of Lorraine that we hear; Before a crowd she doth appear; High on a platform this figure tall Speaks, and a hush reigns over all: For you my sisters, I’m here tonight To trample the wrong and uphold the right. A Speaker she, of great renown Whom we are proud to call our own. PROPHECY Two shall gladden the hearts of men, One by her voice, the other with pen. Marian a great singer will be While Leona will write poetry. Into the depths of the ocean deep To waken the creatures from their sleep And find out things the world does not know, Adelbert so daring and brave will go. Now look pleasant and do not frown, Sit up straight and look not down. Silence—it's over and the one whom we heard Speaking so gently, is Gertrude Steinberg. 'Tis next Irene whom we see In the pulpit, a minister she; But instead of the sermon what does she say? “A missionary will talk to-day, A missionary from Africa,” She introduces Miss Mina Fach, Who talks to them of that heathen land And urges many to join her band. Of the next one these words tell the story, “As the father so shall the son be” This is Lyman whom we all know, In business matters is not slow.