St Johns High School - Blue Devil Yearbook (Darlington, SC)

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Things I Love at St. John's Old trees, enshrined in their glory. Their shadows cool and deep And ever refreshing— The peaceful pool, And the ferns that look into its mirror— Old buildings against a background of loveliness, With columns built like those of ancient Greece, And roofs of soft, dull red— Green slopes and graceful terraces, Winding their way into our hearts— Jasmine and rose, myrtle and wistaria, Splotches of color in a world of verdure; Soft lap of water in the quiet swamp— The voice of the wind, Soft and caressing as a mother’s touch, Or keen and piercing as the whistle Of happy school-boy— Music of birds—music unsurpassed— The call of little children, happy in their play— And ardent shout of victory From boyish throats; The pride of achievement, The joy of play, And the keen thrill of battle Upon the field of sports— Friendship, And the sweet influence Of loyal hearts and noble minds— And the long sad thoughts that come When we realize That time is fleeting And that soon our feet Will tread these paths no more; All these— Far more than tongue can tell, 0 Alma Mater dear, I love— 1 love. —Ruby Arnold, ’26.

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 Our Alphabet A is for All of us, for whom glory awaits, It takes the whole alphabet to tell of our traits: A is for Arnold, our Rapper so tall, B is for Byrd, whose wings are still small, C is for Caswell—and he just won’t do— D is for Douglas and Devilment, too, E is for Edwards, as slow as a snail, F is for Fulton, as thin as a rail, G is for Gilbert, our great absentee. H is for Hart—from the lads she doth flee— H is for Hilb, who would like to get thin, H is for Hill, who helped the team to win, H is for Hyman, of studious mien, H is for Howie, whose tongue’s a machine, 1 is for Inertia, that deadly disease, J is for Jesna, who shuns it with ease, Also for the Jameses, Mary and Ruth, Too serious to flirt (I’m stretching the truth). K is for Konduct, in which the Seniors excel, L is for Lyda, who always does well, M is for McDonald, St. John’s famous clown, M is for Milling, the beau of the town, M is for Marie of studious renown. Also for the Mozingos, our coquettish girls, (One has red tresses, the other brown curls) N is for Naughty deeds we’ve put aside, O is for Order bv which we abide, P is for Pendergast, who does her work right, Q is for Questions that fill us with fright, R is for Ray, who drives far to school, S is for Salceby, who can't keep a rule, S is for Sansbury, our librarian so neat, Also for Siskron, who has such big feet, And S is for Spencer, who studies so well, T is for Tallie, who knows how to spell, U is for the Unusual things that we do, V is for Valedictory from Putney so true, W is for Ware, who “wares” his heart on his sleeve, Y is for You, whom as our heirs we now leave. —Charles McDonald, ’26.

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1 Seniors at Howe