Throp High School - Hialitza Yearbook (Throp, WA)

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STYLES We hear the latest styles for men Are clothes to match the hairg VVe wonder what will happen then The Proff-will he dare? Heard in Spanish Class:: Asal, translate Rio de Janierof' Reply: River of-Oh, what it is? Our school is a great invention, The teachers get all the fame, The Student Body gets all the money And the Students all the blame. Mr. Gaiser's softest words, To Esthers ears, Are words of sweetest straing And his husky arms Around her neck, To him is it glad refrain. llruce, at Orchestra practice: Say, whose calf is that b Truman: Aw, tl1at's Floyd on the trombone. THE FHESIIMAN We are the Freshmen, meek and mild lVho never shall run wild. are greeng n The Seniors say that we Not even worth a bean. They imagine they're the How they strut and And then tl1ey spend our whole dern showg puff and blow, hard-earned dough And on themselves the honors do bestow. But, dear comrades, have no fear, For we are near To the end of our Freshman yearg So we'll shed a. tear On our Seniors dear, And give them a hearty cheer. r T. L. -41, awling? P.

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JOKES-Continued Harley Burns all dressed 11p in brown. You never see his face whcn it wears a frown, Gaiser copped a fraternity pin When he went to school one day, But he came to Thorp not long ago And gave the thing away. Hark! Hark! The Seniors bark, The Freshmen are coming to schoolg Some will smile And some will rile And some will mind the rule. XVe have some very brightstuclents In our large Freshman Class. Altho there are some who are impudent The majority aren t given to sass. One day while in English class our crack German student, XVi1liam Helm began The Vision of Sir Launfal thus: Through many climes without a wail He spent his life for the Holy Grail. IMAGINE ff! Ctcil peaceful. Marshall not manieuring his finger nails. Jack a minister's son. Etta not fussed up. Esther without her pin. Pansy dancing. Mabel not giggling. Lettie shouting. Genevieve not taken for Geneva. Mildred a blonde. Nellie without Douglas. Roy not kidding the Freshman girls. Loyal flirting. Dorothy at school on time. Bruce with his Spanish lesson. Mr. Giberson six feet tall. Miss Zabel with red hair. Mr. Gaiser with a Freshman girl. Mrs. Newman with Bobbed hair. Last night as I lay a-sleeping A vision came to me, I dreamed I was a Senior No bigger than a flea. F. XV., '25. .-4 0...

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TVII EN SC 'HOU L li1JGI.YS The school But not a First came Next came Then came bell rang loud and clear Freshman did appear, the Sophomores with stately stride, the Juniors with dignity and pride. the Seniors, the wise ones, you know, Followed by the faculty, aged and slow. RONVLAND S SHEEP Who was it that took his sheep to the Fair? Our Rowland NVho was it that won all the prizes there? Our Rowland. NVe all are They are the very best. we've sung their praises long, proud of Row1and's sheep, But since Perhaps they'd like a rest. Oh we are the know-nothing Freshmen A11d exceedingly happy are we. But if we weren't blamed for every deed done, 'Tis very much happier we'd be. I wouldn't be an angel, and with angels sing, I'd rather be a Senior, and never do a thing. Cost of Annual sure reminds us, XVe should guard our hard-earned kale. Or some day you'll surely lind us Brnkrupted in the county jail. Harley Burns is willing to flirt XVith anything that wears a skirt. There is a young lady, whose last name is Roan, She went to the grocery store to get an ice cream But when she got there her purse it was bare, But Doug paid the nickle, a treat very rare. Imagine Dorothy getting ready for a show, Bruce a-waiting at the door. She dressed so very slow, She fussed and fussed, He cussed and cussed, For he knew they would be late for But, at last she came, And soothed his brain, And off they went to the show. the show. Geneva is as gentle as a kitten, She never roams or plays, But tends quietly to her knitten' Thru all the live long days. Oh come where the sun is shining, And the grass is growing, too, For here we Freshmen are dining XVith the Faculty so good and true. E42.. C0119