Regina Collegiate Institute - Souvenir Yearbook (Regina, Saskatchewan Canada)

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R. Rosenthal There was a young man named Rosie, Who wanted to smell like a posey, He used carbon disulphide Till they put him right outside, That eccentric young gentleman, Rosie. Marjorie jones Marjorie Jones is a little scamp, She'l1 give you points on How to Vamp. Banished suitors mourn and sigh But she treats them all with scornful eye' For was she not the Widow Wild Who captured even the heart of a child. 7 ODE TO 4 B With halting steps to class they come With lollipops and chewing gum, Through Cicero they sadly stumble, Feeling -oh so very humble. In grammar they are awfully punk, McEcherin says They are the bunk! -By 3 4 A STUDENT Fells Confectionery ill Our New and Dainty lces are always a delight to our patrons. ill Tea Room Service unexcellecl. ill We feature CAKES, CANDIES and ICE CREAM in Colors and Shapes that harmonize with your Table Decorations. l865 scant st. B, F, FELL iPh05e 44625

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Corwin Humbert In our form there's a boy named Corwin, In trigonometry he's not a poor one. He climbed to the top And we hope he won't stop, Until he has added some more on. Frances Hutton ' Fair Frances leant over the gas tank The height of its contents to view 5, She lighted a match to assist her, Then she blew and she blew and s h , Jean Urquhart There was a young lady named Jean Who in chemistry was not very keen, She turns on the gas Never lights it, that lass, Worries Mr. Holmes positively lean. Reita Barrett At basketball she is a shark, And ever ready for a lark. She plays the game And it sure isn't tame, When Reita is wearing her R. Wm. McE1moy1e Young McElmoyle sure is a wonder blew In Fr. grammar he ne'er makes a blunder, In his vivid suit r Dot thinks he's real cute And has torn his heart asunder. Rose Johnson There was a young lady named Rose Who always had plenty of Beaus When she turned toward Murray, He got all in a flurry And she blushed to the end of her nose. 54

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f?73!Py 4 4: 3 on TO MR. CAMPBELL ON MONDAY-1ST PERIOD Who is it through the door comes striding, Just as the third bell rings its warning, And, marching swiftly to his drawer, Pulls out the Doomsday book once more? A calm five minutes now elapses Then Ellen, entering late, collapses, Why will you never rise in time Like me, and be in here by nine. She trembling to her seat repairs, And each one now her anguish shares, For all the dread result do know If for excuse their watch be slow! A dreadful tension fills the air And, until peace is granted there, i Not one would venture to explain- The College line's been slow again. The lesson now proceeds full swing Until, at last, the bell will ring l And then deep sighs are heard from all, At passing footsteps down the hall. f'