South High School - Tiger Yearbook (Minneapolis, MN)

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Sophomore Nursery Rhymes Little Geneva Blodgett Sat on a tuffet Studying Geometry, There came Karl Snyder And sat down beside her And frightened Miss Blodgett away. Lawrence Lund, a man of law. Sold his bed and lay upon straw. Sold the straw and slept on grass To buy himself a looking glass. • Little drops of peroxide, Little drops of paint Helps to make Ruth’s freckles Look as if they ain’t. If Roy Everlands upon the Minus track The little Jones will take him by the hand And lead him back Louise Kaelling, bright and gay Always has some jokes to play. While Alpha Sjoblom’s tears will start If she fails to touch the lOO mark. Rickety, Rickety, Ren We all been. Sophomores, Sophomores Rickety, Rickety, Ren. Page seventeen

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The Class of 1910 Since we, a Sophomore, claim to be We ll put on our specs, to be wiser, you see We study our lessons, 'till we know them by heart. We study our lessons, that's why we are smart. There are exceptions, of course, to all rules, And that is why we have a few fools. But so few are the number That they cannot slumber, Nor drag, nor play, nor be lazy, nor wait. For we are Sophomores in 19-8. -A. S. So ph omore Locals Miss Blanche Kinzle became very much agitated last winter; so very much agitated that she boiled twice. The Assembly Hall is the proud possessor of a beautiful Temple. Esther Woolpy is very pious for she is at the Temple most of the time. We all agree with a certain English teacher who says that teachers are a superfluity in school. One memorable event which none of us can ever forget, as long as we can remember, is the great (?) speech which Hazel Bolin delivered one fifteen minute period. (She blushed too.) English Teacher: What did Moses write? First Sophomore: Ten Commandments, 1 guess. Second Sophomore: What’s them. One day as a certain Sophomore was on her way to school, she overheard a remark spoken by one of three Seniors who were in front of her. The remark was, “I am here at my haven of rest, at last. Imagine! How we Sophomores look forward to the time when we can call school our “haven of rest. Page sixteen

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The Senior as the Sophomore Sees Him (With Apologia to Shakespeare.) Ye Gods it doth amaze me That one of such a feeble brain power should So get the start of the student world. And bear the sheepskin alone. Why look, he doth strut about the room Like a teacher, and we well-mannered Sophs Dodge ’round him o’er the seats and desks, To find ourselves way up in the front row. He had a fever when he was in Geometry, And when the test was on, I did mark How he did shake; Tis true this senior did shake; His painted lips did from their color fly And that same eye whose bend doth awe the bold Did lose his luster: I did see him cheat. Aye, and that tongue of his, that bids the Juniors Mark him, and note his tens in teachers’ books, Alas ! it cried, “Give me some help, you Sophomore,’’ Like a Freshman girl; of such stuff he is made. WILSON POND. Class of ’10. FAMILIAR SOUNDS AND SAYINGS. Say! What’s our lesson for to-morrow } I’m not prepared to-day. Please speak so the class can hear you. Did you bring your excuse to-day ? There goes the bell! It’s the best thing I’ve heard to-day! You come in at one o’clock please. I’m not sure of it. Page eighteen