The Pittsburgh Academy - Eagle Yearbook (Pittsburgh, PA)

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ff I THE EAGLE AND SO A DAY GOESH Of all the schools in every state P. A. is quite the best, ln Latin, Algebra and French She stands the stitlest test, And all the other subjects, too, That make the brow turn hot Our teachers stuff 'em down our necks, just what you want they've got. Now first to Latin class we go, NVhere verbs and adverbs play Elusively beyond our reach, But nearer every day. It is uquisf' cuius, and quem. Amo, amas and cur, While our poor, curlyfheadcd prof. Our dumbness must endure. And next we park in 705 To read aloud our theme, ln which we use Hand forty times, . 'Twould make a tadpole scream. We find how Lincoln learned to write NVhile tramping wood and moor, The things we get off are a fright And make our uLyon roar. Now this leads on to chemistry Where Wood and coke are burned, And oxygen makes things combust We, eager scholars, learned While teacher smiles and one boy w Away the minutes slow. By throwing things about the room Till teacher says uno, no. At last comes chow and faint are we For coffee, fruit and pie. What We consume in the lunch room Would cause a goat to die: For noble as the student is Before he starts to eat He loses all his self-control If Maw forgot the meat. Now Algebra as We all know Must be concise and brief: Each problem covers half a page And causes much more grief: But Willard helps to pass the time By punching Gilbert's dome. The looks our teacher gives to them Oft' caused umen to leave home. ln History class each student shines With such a brilliant light, The sun has since refused to rise Cnr knowledge is too bright But Katey's smile is quite worthwhile For all the boys to see. While teacher prates of ancient dates And how things came to be. hiles Biology is quite the stuff For keen ambitious youth. For teaCher's lovely dimple shows As she expounds the truth: And gives to every little bug lts just and honest share While silly questions asked each day Would make a preacher swear. So if you Wish to choose a school ln which to park your frame, Pick one established long ago. Of just and wellfearned fame. We learn not only from our books But how to take and give, For after all one half of life ls learning how to live. -F. JACKIE JACKSON. THE DREAMER The blue, whitefdusted sky Serenely glows upon one. Who, in midst of reverie, Lies upon the jewel-flecked, Shifting, golden sands: And listens to the beat Of wave on wave, In thundrous roar. upon the Ever-changing edge of glistening shore! Then, with each advance And slow retreat of pounding wave, A myriad crystal globes are Tossed into the sunfshafts of Heaven sent light, only To fall again and join The swirling fingers of white foam That crest each lucid pinnacle: And, receding, rise again to drop Upon the sands-their home! Thus, in beatific silence. The dreamer lies upon the shore. To watch in awed wonder, This handiwork of Him, who, in The fullness of His bounty, Created such ethereal beauty For the eyes and minds of Man! -E. DRAKE. MODERN LITERATURE In the House of seven Gables Lived a Souse of seven Sablesu Mad as Cain with seven Abels Who rang The Phone of seven Cables For the l'Boy with seven Mabels To bring his Flask of seven Labels From the l'Room of seven Tables While the Lousc of seven Stables Bit the LKMOLISC of seven Fablesf' -F, I. JACKSON. THE PITTSBURGH ACADEMY Seventy-one

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THE EAGLE PITTSBURGH ACADEMY CWith apologies to Mr. Longfellowj By the thoroughfare of Wood street. By the street so full of traffic. Stood the building named for Hanan, Dedicated to the shoe man. Hanan. Dark and gloomy rose the Prep school, Rose the school with students in it: Loud before it played the music. Music of the famed theaterg Music that was new and catchy, There the learned Mr. Lytle Taught the students seeking knowledge: Taught them many roads of learning . Taught them not to shirk their lessons: Strictly forced them to make records. Stilled their noisy protest. saying: Be efficient, else you're doomed to failure. Mr. Grady lured them on by saying: Come on time, my worthy students. Who are you that we should let you Come when e'er it most contents you? Come on time, my worthy students. Many things those teachers taught them, Taught the students of the Prep school, Showed their faults and imperfections. How to read the mystic shorthand. How to write upon the Royal, Also modern modes of making All the angles come out even, In that dreadful thing called math. In the rooms on cold, fall mornings, Sat the tired. restless studentsa Outside heard the music playing. And the heaters humming inside. Sounds of gum or maybe candy. Now get rid of that. quoth Mrs. Pinkerton, 'iNow we'll read, please. from the shorthand. In a minute, said the student. As he vainly tried to swallow Gum so recently acquired. Thus the teachers of the Prep school Sang their songs of vain supplianccz Please don't ask such foolish questionsf Sang the jolly Count de Packard. Who here wants to study Put that gum into the basket. These the songs he sang to students. I'll see you at three this after. Sang the joyous Mr. Grady. You will stay until you get it, Don't make faces at your teachersf Sang Mr. McCarthy to the students. But the students did not heed them, Did not obey these songs of prudence: Came and went at times that pleased them, 'Till at last, at graduation. Many students, sad and gloomy. Stayed at home instead of going On to unknown heights of fame. Shall we be at home to sorrow, Blame the teachers for our folly: Or to our commencement journey Witli our standards way up high? --D. MCLAUGHLIN. HIKING O'er a hill, across a bridge, Down a slope and up a ridge. Thus I 1ourney happily, Marveling at all I see. Leaving cities far behind On until a brook I End, While my kodak readyfquick Captures beauty with a click. 'Neath the boughs of spruce and pine Is a spot where I shall dine. Bordered 'round with lovely ferns. While my camp-fire brightly burns. Fragrance from the cofiee can Rivals that of frying pan, While the hemlock boughs give. too. Incense that is strange and new. Dodging chipmunks. scolding squirrels. Watch the wood smoke as it curls, And my shy guests nearer creep When they fancy I'm asleep. As for me the truest sport Is not found at some resort. Movie house or pleasure hall, But by heeding Nature's call. -F. 1. IA CKSON. IL YA, VOLER ET VOLER Quelle est la difference entre un aviateur et un marchand7 Ijaviateur vole en monoplane et en bi'plan. Le marchand vole en triplant, en quadruplant. en quintuplant, en sextuplant .... Le vocabulaire s'arrete lag le marchand. pas. -IOS. WALKOWSKI. HOMESICK My Southern home. I long to see. In dear old Dixie by the sea. The waves bound o'er the sandy shore As if from joy they'd share with me. The rioting roses blooming wild. The orange blossoms sweet and mild: Soft breezes blow, where violets grow. In nooks I haunted as a child. How oft my lonely heart does stray To where the wild waves roll and play, I long to rest on the ocean's breast, And watch the seagulls byward sway, My yearning heart can bear no more, I'll be returning to my shore. To make my home, and never roam From the Dixieland that I adore, -F. JACKSON THE PITTSBURGH ACADEMY . I Seventy N - ....e..... ,. .. t ..-.37 .mga X A J.

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