South High School - Tiger Yearbook (Minneapolis, MN)

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From one corner smiled upon us, one in majesty so great. Large and strong and tall of stature—a foot-ball hero of ’08, Reuben Johnson, you will remember, was a hero true and fine. And we welcome him among us, in the class of 1909. Ethel von Birgelen and Carrie Loken, maidens thoughtful and sedate. Not a speck of noise or racket did they make with book or slate. Always in their lessons did they both with glory shine. They will always do great credit to the class of 1909. Carla Jules and Ethel Little, two dear members of our class. Who to all of you are familiar—each is a winsome little lass. Soft of voice and sweet of nature, by each face you’ll see the sign Why we’re glad to have them with us in the class of 1909. Jasper Gibbs, our ardent classmate, tackled things of brilliant hue, And always came out victor in the things he tried to do. He will always be found ready—never once behind the time; He has mastered all his lessons, in the class of 1909. Then there follows two dear classmates, Elsie Gronvall and Ruth Smith, Who would laugh and talk and giggle, till dear teacher took a “fit.” They were bright and earnest students, had their lessons always fine. We are proud to have them with us, in the class of 1909. By herself off in a corner where the chances were but few To engage in any mischief, but with lots of work to do, Agnes Conroy, a girl of merit, digging still in learning fine. Had her seat and learned her lesson, with the class of 1909. Page Sixteen

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Our H onor Roll In our school-room bright and cheery, where the sunlight played at will. And the soft winds sighing gently, wooed out upon the hill. There were written in two columns, two together in a line. Names of boys and girls, on the honor roll of the class of 1909. First in line comes Ethel Keatley, Ethel always prime and sweet. That her very charm would gladden, every one she chanced to meet. Try your best to tease or “guy” her, she could quickly tell the sign. But of this I’ll tell the reason—she heads the class of 1909. Evelyn Peterson laughing sweetly, when others played or worked. She by some strange means or other not a task or duty shirked. When the marks at last were counted, she was found right up in line. And she’s on this very honor-roll, in the class of 1909. Carrie Lajord and Beulah Barnes, two tried friends as time will show. Always with their heads together, heeded neither friend or foe. They are students of first order; high the ladder they will climb. Reaching up to fame’s great temple—Oh! the class of 1909. But the corner of the school-room where sport and mirth seemed best of all, Was a place wherein were seated Imadee Fraiken and Ethel Fall. Keen of wit and short of stature, when to play they did incline They were shielded by the others in the class of 1909.

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Monsie Harmon and Margaret Anderson on this roll have found a place; Each has culled her tedious lesson, leaving many a pleasant trace. Every day we felt in fervor, on our lips to catch the sign. When our teacher softly whispered, “Slumber, sweet poor 1909.” To our teachers, friends and school board, who have stood so nobly by. While we’ve labored thru our lessons, I will fondly say “good-bye.” I have tried your love and patience by this little rhyme of mine; But you must bestow your censure, in the class of 1909. —M. A. C. Page Seventeen