South High School - Tiger Yearbook (Minneapolis, MN)

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5 ablr of (Contents South High School...................................... 3 Class Yell........................................... 4 Harry Nordley, Class President..................•...... 5 Committee on Publication............................... 0 Class Poem..................................... 9 and 10 Class Dialogue.................................... 11-23 Scott Modernized.......................................24 Ye Editors’ Explanation................................25 A. B. C. for Freshmen..................................26 Girls’ Basket Ball Team....................... 27 and 28 A Moral for the Sophomores.............................28 Literary and Debating Society................. 29 and 30 Listen, Ye Juniors.....................................30 A Toast to the Girls of 06.............................31 Football Team..........................................32 Football...................................... 33 and 34 Toasts.................................................34 Our Offices and Notables...............................35 Members of the Class of 06....................... 37- 39 Last Will and Testament of the Class of ’06.... 40 and 41 In After Years.........................................42 That’s Right.......................................... 43 An Educational Advice................................. 47 One on You ?.......................................... 51 Want Ads...................................... 54 and 57 Lost and Found........................................ 57 Ever Hear This?....................................... 60 Some Don’t............................................ 61

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THE CLASS ANNUAL OF ’06 9 CLASS POEM Should you ask me whence these legends, Whence these stories and traditions, I should answer, I should tell you From the whispering of the south wind From the chirping of the sparrows, From the annals of the South Town, From the records of our High School. On the avenue of cedars, Where the trolley spins along, Near the home of cake and peach-pie, Hear the striking of the gong. Tis the signal for assembling, And the lads and lassies small Hurry quickly, surely onward Toward the great red muse’s hall. And the air is fresh and wholesome And the trees have shed their green. But the color of these freshmen Still, alas, is plainly seen. For, with quiet fear and trembling, With diplomas shining bright, They have come to South Side High School For a four years’ bluff and fight. Now, around the tall red turret Hear the busy whisper fly, Is it amo amas amat? Or perchance plain x and y? O the school is buzzing with them, With their band 200 strong, As thru Scott and pure equations And French verbs they fly along. They were all so bonus bona, In their little Freshmen class; Never skipped—ah, no,—alas, So sedate about the hallwavs. Never saw them slyly reading Webster’s Rhetoric upside down, Guilty conscience never heeding. Sitting out upon the lawn. ¥