Tubman High School - Maids and a Man Yearbook (Augusta, GA)

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The Faculty 'i' 'I' fApol0gies fo Jane Taylorj VVho 1net us one September day And ended all our summer play By starting work without delay? The Faculty. VVho's said to have a massive brain? f,Tis something that we can't explain Because they seldom make things plainj. The Faculty. VVho makes us sit up night and day, And study till our hair turns gray, And gives us not a cent of pay? The Faculty. If the people on the street, Chance bobbed hair or Fords to meet, Tell me, who is it they greet? The Faculty. Yvho gives demerits as we pass, Thru the halls, from class to class, Although they are talking en masse?,, The Faculty. But when at last next June is here And our Commencement's drawing near VVho then will seem to us most dear? The Faculty. H -LUCY Goonnxcn HENRY, '25

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Class Poem 'I' 'I' fIVitli Apologies io Edgar .-lllun Guestl Alonff the paths of life, there are faces new today, IW There are youthful tearts and sturdy, whose feet are on the forward way To the rugged roads of duty we have turned without a sigh, For with ns, as with others, our high school days must die. And we're lookinw' hack and reineinherin the friends we left behind, rw Xxvi'-1'lQ' callnlgl hack our fan-wells and Llfglllgv Never mind. Oh. never inind, dear school of ours, that we come not again: Never mind our years of toil, of sorrow, or of pain. For we-'ve found the path of life where the flags of duty fly, And we know the lessons you've taught so well can never, never die. For never life can break us: oh, the years, they cannot fade The nieniory of your principles: the words 'Be not afraid. 739 Along the paths of life, there a1'e faces new today, And 2lllllJlfi0ll.S flags are flying as we march along our wayg For our hearts have learned the lesson, give the world your very best By sacrifice and courage, and life will give you rest. And when wt-'ve claiined eternal splendor and found eternal youth, Thanks he to you, dear Tubinan High, who taught Eternal Truth. --NIADALINE GREEN, '2-L