Sweeney Day School - Katydid Yearbook (Harrisburg, PA)

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Ude To The Senior Class Oh lofty class of '47 'fs-.nrc.',w VVho run our school as though sent from heaven, Ytu six important graduates, VVe toast you, dear old Sweeney mates. Susie and ,lean and Sally dear, Deborah, Dottie, and Norma here. They've done so well, each girl her part, They've won a place in every heart. Susie, our editor, our chief indeed. ln each activity she takes the lead: On her violin she sure does Hddle Till the doors are closed hy Mrs. Little. Then Sal, our pal, will leave us too. Friends like Sal are all too few: At hockey Sally gained her fame, V'etor'ous she was in every game. Then lean, our repertorial queen, Towards comedy she seems to lean: Though towards tragedy her audiences inelim lt's good that Shakespeare is supine. Our Norma is of the glamour group: ller fame lies with some Hollywood troupe. VVith gleaming nails and slinking hips, A Power's model could take her tips. Of Dottie's motto we now shall speak. To me Vick's salve is quite a treat. Ar R and Dish she's always happy, Vicks and sundaes keep her snappy. Oh Debbie, dear Debbie, well miss you oz You have the answer to each question, we knows We haven't known you very long, But to you we also sing this song. Farewell, farewell, you seniors six: VVith the big wide world you soon will mix. Good luck, success, and happiness, XVe wish to you the very best! KATYDIDAQ47 Nan Schleisner 564' WY ,, Y, 79

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Flights of Fancy lifXlRYLfXNlJ 'lhe land ol' fairies is romantie and bright, Aglow with warm sunshine and golden light. The elves and snrites skim hanilv alonv, I l ll . n VVhistling a tune and singing a song. .X pretty little fairy with a rosy hue ls sitting on a flower, sipping drops ol' dew. ller silken robe and golden hair Are softly blown by the eool morn air. l'he beautiful queen in a silver gown Views the subjects ol' her joyous town. lhey hail her and ery, Long live the Queen! Ne'er more alfeetionate elves were seen. l'he ellin ehildren are playing in glee. l3rolieking gaily around a tree. lhe babies are soft and pink and new. Rocking in cradles of heavenly blue. liairies are creatures happy and gay. Cheerful and merry every day. They run, jump, skip, and dance. ,Xnd fill our hearts with love and romanee. lilly Lou Arnold 5 ri OCIUBER Late one fall day a ehilly breeze illouehed some leaves ol' the trees: Each cluster was tinted with glorious shades Ol' autumn erimsons and ambers and jades. Cone are the joys of sun-led days: Cone the fair flowers and warming ray sz FS , No longer will grain and barley sway ln the languid breeze of a summer day. iljhe birds, whose instincts are sharp and Leen No longer inhabit branehes ol' green: ililhey have taken their llight to a warmer elimt And will not return until lilae time. lhe pungent smell ol' ripened eorn i-Xnd the hoary lirost ol. a day newfborn ,Xml the fiery glow ol' the inlinite slay Clive warning ol' summer's departing ery. hlary Edylhe Shelley KATYDID ww