Rushford High School - Valley Legend Yearbook (Rushford, MN)

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Hello, folks] This is the third time I have had to write a little something about myself. I think I will write a summary of my short, eventful life. As everyone knows, I was almost drowned last fall. I was in a dirty, old sack down by the river with my brothers and sisters. Some mean boys had thrown us over the bridge with the intention of drowning us. It must have been Pate, for we landed on the bank of the river. I was on the top when we landed so I didn't get hurt, but my little brothers nd sisters were killed. I felt as though my heart would break. I lay on the cold, damp ground crying for my mother, but she did not hear me. Presently I heard footsteps. They came closer and closer. My cries for help had been heard. A boy had come to help us. He licked me up — oh, so gently — and brought me to school with him. The members of the class play took such good care of me that night. They fed me milk through a straw, and they put some old clothes in the garbage can cover so I could go to sleep. The next day a nice lady brought a bottle and nipple for me. Everybody was good to me. The senior class liked me very much; they even took turns taking care of me. They adopted me as their. Senior Mascot and named me Tiger after the class play. Tiger House. How I am seven months old; I am a big little dog. One day I had company. Two senior girls came to take my picture. Was I ever excited] ’’ hen they had finished, they promised to come to see me again. I hope they remember to come. Please, don't ever forget me]

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From the shadow of the majestic old 08k trees, Rises the intellectual core of our town; And we've journeyed there though the wind he strong, To read of masterpieces renown. For the gains of life always lead Back: to our kindly, stone school; For like innocent little goldfish, In a beautiful rippling pool, Y.'e learned the do's and don1 ts of life We learned the Golden Rule! he learned to resoect our faculty, Although we thought them cruel— And now, if we forget their' tfords 'Twill be only ourselves we fool! There was in our Senior Play, A flapper, named Peg Van 3ss, Delores R. played this oart With intensive thoroughness! An exciting, lively blond she is; And of canine blood she's fond One could almost see Irene G. as Prourietess of a dog pound. He puffs his way to glory On a mammoth sousaphone. One day Mr. C. cslled a halt— But Shelby pumped on---alone. Helen I. has gorgeous heir, All other it does surpass; And she is the only redhead In the entire Senior Class. This summer Lila went to Minneapolis To get a job in the Forum; She replied,—when asked about her likes— Why men of course!-------1 adore 'em.