South High School - Tiger Yearbook (Minneapolis, MN)

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For he reached the top of the ladder in great strides. Miss Little now lives in the far East, Why she went back I know not in the least. I wonder if it could ever be— Because someone is so happy. Messrs. Dahl and Carlson a discovery have found. So now are making washing powders the year round. From someone I have just lately heard. That Miss Kerr the people has stirred By her essays and speeches so fine. For they with wisdom and learning do shine. Misses Carmen and Jennie stenographers are, While Misses Nash and McCall have traveled afar. Mr. Nelson as stage manager has done so fine; He had great experience in the year ’09. Mr. A. Johnson is still a “parfit gentil knight.” While Harold as scientist has reached the height. Misses Balcom and Ferriter teach school no more. For now they live on the farther shore. Mabel Bower took up domestic art. But the trouble was she’s too full of larks. So now, she is someone’s wife at last. And delights in telling of her happy past. Olga and Esther are crossing the deep blue sea. Where I hope they are thinking of you and me. Misses Gladys and Hazel are milliners fine. Who always at Easter have hats on time. Agnes, Luella and Grace Clark, On a ship for Ireland did embark; And now they wander o’er Ireland green. And in America are never seen. Margaret Corkery is a dear little nun. Though sometimes she enjoys a little fun. And romps around as she used to do. But those times are very, very few. Miss Young though not so very old.

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But those that profited by them are few. Marian Woll and Ruth, trip it as they go. So lightly, gracefully on their fantastic toe. For, great fancy dancers some day they’ll be. And probably will perform for you and me. It is David Nyval who’s a great pianist star, And always on concert trips travels afar. Mr. Dewars as professor does command The respect and honor of all on the land. Many a tear has Winifred shed. For, alas, the Fates would not let her wed The one she wished with all her heart. So now she spends all her time in art. Miss Inez is teacher of a Western school, Where Agnes, Verna and Bertha help her rule. Miss Moe has abandoned the city life, She lives in the country and is a farmer’s wife. Both May and Gertrude in teaching delight; The scholars all love them with all their might. Miss Caroline Korthof is a society belle; Miss Bergelen to this land has said farewell. She now lives in Germany in great state. But Oh, it is so strange to relate. That Messrs. Hammel and Larason did sail In an airship, but, being hit by the hail. They landed in an island far in the sea. Where they live as cannibals in great glee. Mabel Hall is married, to whom I don’t know, I think he is a machinist, at least I heard so. Nellie, Marie and modest Evangeline Are spending all their wealth and time In far India, uplifting the Hindu; Elvera and Ruth J. are helping, too. Miss Jules accompanies those who sing. And with sweet music makes the piano ring. Mr. Jorgenson is so puffed up with pride. ‘Page Twenty- Tno

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Her fame as teacher can never be sold. Mr. Aasgard as illustrator has great success. His designs for annuals are always the best. When the Alphian Boreus with its windy blasts Is busy blowing off the ladies’ hats. They no longer do despair. At the havoc made in their hair. For they know that they can go 7 o the parlors where hair is dressed just so. By the popular Misses Ruth and Maud. So it is no wonder they receive such laud. Mr. Chellgard is pitcher of the National League in N. Y. They say he is a second Mathewson, Oh, My! Mrs. Beulah a famous dramatist is she, She is still as cute as anyone can be. Margaret Ahderson, who was a clever maid. In South High as teacher has stayed. I hey say, taking Latin from her is no snap. And in her classes you can never take a nap. It is Mr. Foster, who’s free from all care, O, the melodies that float thru the air, As he on the grind organ so gently plays All the popular songs of the coming days. Miss Ahern in woman suffrage does believe. On this question she lectures from morning till eve. Misses Flart and Gertrude Bleecher Are two very learned and clever teachers. John Parker as a sturdy farmer is content. It is Ethel Keatley the Fates have sent Down where the sun is careering in glory and might, ’Mid the deep blue sky and the cloudlets white. Where in the valley the butterflies flit, And on the bluebells and daisies the bees do sit. It is here she teaches the whole day long. Making with her sweetness life a song. It is Reuben Johnson who deserves some praise For having much experience in early days. It is in printing that he now delights. ‘Page Twenty-Four