University of Nebraska Kearney - Blue and Gold Yearbook (Kearney, NE)

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C0159 When (lie skies tiro «my. rind the winds Mow cold, Am! everythin ? goe d ;id wronp; When hope tiles out anti yt»ur nerves rebel, And the days seem endless long, .Just go to see Mies Smith, When troubles come. and you need a friend With a heart most loving anil true; Ami you want advice and a prudent «nide To help and counsel you. Just pn to see Miss Smith. When you long for home anti you're feeling blue. And you yearn for a cheerful smile, And the tender clasp of a helping hand. And a welcome-warm, worth while. Just go to see Miss tflmith. When your lesson» are hard, the exams too stiff. And you fear you are going to dunk. Your classes conflict, your credits so mixed Thai ym| feel like packing your trunk, Just go to see Mis» Smith. When your spirits rise, your life seems tamo And you feel like going some ff for a hike, or a marshmallow mast, r h party that makes things hum, Just go to see Miss Smith, I o you look for a friend, who will stick to you Tho the days he- dark or bright. Who will lead you on, to better things. And a greater, nobler height? Just go to see Miss Smith. 33

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Class Officers 19144915 Donald Green Augusta Kibler Clyde Knott .... Helen Anderson Will Essert ..... Robert Jeffrey , ........ President .... Vice President ........ Secretary ........ Treasurer Sergeant-at-A rms ... Veil Leader Class blower—W hite Rose. Class Colors—Scarlet and Cream. Class Adviser—Miss Smith. SENIOR SONGS. Written by Class of 191-1. The Seniors are as fine a class as ever you did see, And though we hate to boast we’ll sure go down in history. Beside the Blue and Gold shall wave the Scarlet and the Cream— I'he color of 1 9 I T above them all shall gleam. CHORUS: O yes we’re Seniors, Seniors ready for the cap and gown. Ready for the smiles and frowns of teaching days; ) yes we're Seniors. Seniors, we are here one hundred strong- Look out for S-E, S-E. Sen. 1-0. 1-0. Tor. O Seniors. Our number will quite reach the mark of one hundred strong. And as we enter in the fray we sweep the world along. In foot hall we have made our mark and basket hall is fine. And base ball fills our hearts with pride as we think of our nine CHORUS: And so we’ll conquer worlds to come as we have ever done. And show that we will honor bring where we have victories won. So here’s to our Alma Mater, the Normal we hold dear. And here’s to Seniors brave and bold—the class without a peer. 32 CHORUS:

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I ] klk n ANperson—Kearney. X ebr. V. C. A. Aspasjans. Viet Pres, of Knglish Club. Senior Kditor for the Blue ami (‘•old. See. of History Club. “None but an author knows an author’s l a in t A i.M nt 1st—(Central City. Nebr. Y. C. A. Tegncrs. Treas, of History Club. I bis little maiden fair to see. With sunny eyes nf blue. Is quite a shark in History Knows a lot in Theory, loo. Amuri Arnmmi—Kearney, Nebr. Y. M, C. A. Lmamms. Latin Club “I am a man. nothing that is human do 1 think unbecoming in me.” Li.i Atkinson—(“Pete”) North Platte. Nebr. V. . C. A. I train at ie Club. Tennis Club. A teacher, an artist, a favorite of all. She’s dark and quite pretty. Tho not very tall. 34