Sarnia Collegiate Institute and Technical School - Collegiate Yearbook (Sarnia, Ontario Canada)

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IO6 THE COLLEGIATE Helen and Marion Brown, Are clever from the top down, Their homework is done, Still they seem to have fun, Their translations do all the rounds. There's Audrey, jerry, and Issy, Their lessons keep them all busyQ?Q They worry the staff, As they talk and they laugh, A And make the teachers quite dizzy. Garnet Hussar's our soldier brave, ln Greek he is oft heard to rave, He lives near the beach. He makes a fine speech, And to be a Demosthenes craves. NX'e've laughs and jokes and puns. On loafers and minister's sons: Of the latter we've four. Of the other much more, And a few that are son-of-a-guns. Now 4A is Z1 good little form. At us the profs. never storm: .lust what we can't see ls why it should be,- The want us to take chloroform! And now we must bid you aclieu. Though we've only mentioned a few, ln .LA there are many more NYho are known to have brains galore, But look just as dumb as any of you. J, el, J. O, fr -w 4- R- lt is twilight. a hush hangs over everything. The sound of busy trailic is subdued in the silence of the aproaching dusk. Behind the bars we stand, gazing wistfullv at the people passing free beyond. Patience-patience-- soon the bar will be let down and we two shall go free. Our hearts beat in excitement: our eyes shine in expectation. At last-at last the grim official comes our way with measured step. We gasp and hold our breath. The gate swings back. XYith a sigh of joy we step forth-across the gang-plank on to the ferry. La Grande Passion VVhat beautiful brown hair she had! VVhat a depth was in her be- witching eyes! This was the first time that he had seen her but already he adored her, knew that he was madly in love with her. He approached her. she glanced at him and--could it be possible that she also had found her soul-mate? Surely there was love shining from those wonderful eyes. He approached closer and it seemed that he had fascinated her for she neither spoke nor moved. Softly he stepped on her foot and his body touched hers. just for one brief instant and then the little field mouse with a squeal of delight dashed around the Corn stubble and thro' all the world he followed her.

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THE COLLEGIATE 4A .X real jolly class is .pX. When questioned they never say nay , We all are quite clever, Hut Hirt. we do never, XYe're glad on examination day. NYC have :1 snlall youngster named Cr Whose chief occupation is brag, He's head of the class, NYe're sure he will pass, :Xnd never is he seen to lagf ?l. 2-175 Our lQachel's the forin's shining light, ln class she's remarkably bright, The answers she knows, lu French and in prose. -Xnd her marks are a l1l2l1'YC'lUUS sight .Xnd there is our friend called Freddie His camera he keeps going steady, His snaps of the stalif, Sure niake us all laugh For Freddie never asks Ready? 1 lohnny XYav'horne's the lHll'llStCl'i5 son, . - D He comes in each morn on the run Miss Harris does hate To see him so late. But Hack says it's lots of fun. 1 Hugo Holland's just back with ,pX. That young fellow so sprightly and gay. :X short little holiday To rest from his jollity ls the reason he's with us they say. Hargrove's a sweet little lad, XYho really is not very bad But speaking of facts The way that he acts Makes all his teachers quite sad for mad Nulnky Reid's the athlete of .tA. He's in some kind of sport every day, But the games he delights in Are the one's there are lights in Such as hockey and rugby. let's say. Though -lerry's not an industrious lass. She's one of the best in the class: VVe're told shelis lazy, But about this we're hazy. And we all hope she'll be able to pass. A boy and a girl named Ray- One will work, the other will playg One very sad state- They always come late. But we hope in 4A they will stay. ffff' l

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THE COLLEGIATE I07 Slightly Sibilant Shrewd Simon Short sewed shoes. Seventeen summers, speeding storms, spreading sunshine, successively saw Simon's small shabby shop still standing staunch, saw Simon's self-same squeaking sign still swinging, specifying :-- Simon Short, Smithville's surviving shoemaker, shoes sewed, soled, super- iinely. Simon's spry sedulous spouse. Sally Short. sewed shirts, stitched sheets, stuffed sofas. Simon's six stout, sturdy sons,-Seth, Samuel, Stephen, Saul, Silas-sold sundries. Sober Seth sold sugar, starch, spice: simple Sam sold saddles, stirrups, screws: sagacious Stephen sold silk, satin. shawls: sceptical Saul sold silver salversg selfish Silas sold Sally Short's stuffed sofas. Some seven summers since, Simon's second son, Samuel saw Sophia Spriggs. Sam showed strange symptoms. Sam sighed sorrowfully, sought Sophia's society, sung several surreptitious serenades slyly. Simon stormed, scolded severlyg said Sam seemed so silly singing such shameful songs. Strange Sam should slight such splendid summer sales. Scowling Simon started shopward. Sally sighed sadly. Summoning Sam she spoke sweet sympathy. Such suspense stimulated sorrow. So Sam sought Sophia Sprigg's sire. So said sire said Sartin . This little poem as you will see May contain every letter from .-X to Zee. lt's about our Special Commercial room, NYhich according to the teachers, is bound to doom. Bill Baldwin, and the shiek Yince have we, And Robert -lackson and Tom Laurie. Perhaps you may say itys bad manners 'llo put boys iirst,--well-here's to vampers! And so if each line doesn't rhyme, , Please remember it's only mine. So of these vampers we have three- Sadie, Louise, and Sweet Marie . Of our basketball runners-up we're proud. At one of their games there's always a crowd. And baseball players-we too have someg XVhich proves that we're not quite so dumb. Then we're good in academic standing, Loud cheers for the debators we're demanding. Lenore Sullivan our dancing, singing fairy,- To us her grace is really quite airy. Helen Volmer-our Hirting star- l'm sure you've seen herg she's known afar. XVe've Vera Hoskin as you know, S'far as we know she has no beau! But making up for Vera fair, Our own Grace is always there. M Uenice Harte, 'our blonde-haired girl Leads boys through life with many a whirl. ,-- Happy Glass our own class fun, 5 f From boys sh's never been known to run. U Mildred Beatty and Ruth Hicks of Special 5 Are interested in anything-Commercial. 5 And then there is our own dear Frances. ig Wfhat? Does she really go to dances? A -2