South High School - Tiger Yearbook (Minneapolis, MN)

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« so u t ii ii i ; m sc ii oo r. JUNE SEN I OHS ’07 In South Minneapolis, that city so great, There’s great deal of talking and doing of late; The South High Seniors are preparing to leave, Yes, leaving the Juniors behind to grieve. Of course, ’OS, you’ll cry when we go. Though you’ll try to conceal it, that we know, No use, () Juniors, to hide those tears. Although our parting will dispel vour fears. Don't fear, () Juniors, we ll leave you the way. Though sorry we must, it is sad to say; For once you o’ercome the Seniors so bright, For once, our rivals, you win in the fight. Yes, we must leave the old South High, To our teachers and schoolmates must say goodbye; We must soon face the future, face it alone, No one to encourage us with sweet, warning tone. We can’t forget where on a calm sea, We entered as Freshmen, ‘‘quite great to be.” Then as Sophomores, suffer more,” wc said, When the sun-rise grew darker, and fainter the reel. Later came lightning, thunder, and rain. And as poor Juniors, we wished land again: But this we poor Juniors were not suffered to do— We had started the voyage, we must finish it through. O’er high sea and low we've been continually blown. In the huge ship of time we’ve been rocked and been thrown, Until now we see land, a once-longed for sight. And the sea grows calmer, and forth comes a light. How close we re approaching the last farewell day. When each June '07 must go on his way: Knowing not whither fate may him call, Although knowing something is alloted to all. Wc can’t forget our teachers who sometimes seemed cross When trying to show us as students “our gains and our loss,” You all know the habit, our duties to shirk, And then hear the story, knowledge is attained bv work.” What then seemed cross now seems kind, Wc have a brighter intellect and broader mind ; And we thank them heartily for their reproofs and frowns, A wreath of knowledge our head now crowns. Farewell to the South High Principal and Teachers, June ’0? has orators and preachers. Who in speeches and sermons, will some day say. Hurrah for old South High who showed us the way. O. E. S.

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T II IC CLASS ANN U A I. OF 07 5 It’s a spot that was meant for a fairy land Or a gathering place for kings; It’s the storehouse for knowledge of all the earth Where nature her treasure brings, Tis the home of Study, of Sports, of Fun, And of Lasses and Lads very dear; A place in this land of the Golden West That the gods seem ever near. Of the fairest, the fair are here to he found And here too of the wisest, the wise. As well known are the glories of S. H. S. As the tint of the cloudless skies. And the ravs of the sun in the early morn That the land with their light enfold, Kiss the schoolhouse from which all wisdom springs And these numerous wonders hold. Here then, the Flysian field is found. And the haven of peace, and the best, A place where worthiness forever reigns, A spot that is truly blest. II. C. S.

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THE CLASS ANNUAL OF '07 T A TOAST TO -------orH SEMOR GIRLS--------------------- You may cheer for your school-famed beauties, And the gay-eyed Junior coquette; Your carbon Lizzies and Jessies With home-made lashes of jet. For the sprightly and gay college widow, ()r the red-rosy Freshies you've seen; But we’re for the girls in the meadow Who’ll cheer for the Gold and the Green. There’s Signe who throws all the baskets, And Clara who wants things just so. There’s Buckley who cuts all the capers, And Rheberg, who moves, oh so slow. There’s nifty blonds and sweet brunettes, There's girls of every mold, So here’s to the ’0? seniorettes, The girls of the Green and Gold. TOAST TO ------------ THE BOYS OF ’07. --------------------- Here’s to the boys of the ’07 class, Whose honor in school none can ever surpass. Whose glory in many a foot-ball game Showered on South High athletic fame. Whose merits in base and basket-ball, too, Never concluded with a true “Waterloo.” In Latin they ever did honest work; And riding a pony, you know they did shirk. In Manual Training they carved and polished, And all pranks in Cook’s class they quickly abolished. With Westerson, too, they loved to joke, And answered him promptly whenever he spoke. They treated us girls like gifts from heaven, That's what they did—“the Boys of ’07 ’ With them we’ve traversed “per vias rectas,” And who do you think could better direct us? South High, ’tis said, is very proud. And now with joy exclaims aloud— “ ’07 Boys” are the best ever seen, Hurrah for 07! The Gold and the Green! Myrtle Olsen,