University School for Girls - Castanon Yearbook (Chicago, IL)

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...- ,,-' ,...... ..,...... SENIOR SONG C Tune-just Supposej Now at last the year has passed, And we are leaving happy days and loyal friends Who carry on our kindled iires Of things begun-and won. For royal blue! Banners fly, our hopes are high, For future fame. In memory's realm we'll keep you dear And near as now. You will stay Another day with cherished U. S. G. ANNA JEANNE PENDEXTER, '30 TO MISS CAVINS A few lines to tell you that we appreciate everything you've done. You always came to our rescue, with advice and assist- ance for our problems and rousing encouragement for inspiration. Thank you! THE BOARD 42

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.,- ...... ','. JUNIOR. EDITORIAL I have been asked to contribute something to the knowledge of what a Junior is. A definition that I once heard from one of the specie was One year moren. Now that must give an impression of boredom or extreme anticipation of leaving high school. But I translate their language differently. I take that phrase to mean Pm waiting for college, I'rn growing up! The Junior, by way of explanation, is a creature that inhabits the back region of a' school room. It is not rare-quite numerous, to say the least. It has very queer habits, after a year of Juniorism it automatically turns into another specie, the Senior. They are, of course, the same people,-but more so. They are just a step below the climax of things. To those who are younger, they cry Be one of us soon! and to those who are older We'll soon be there! So, as I have said, the Junior lives only for the termination of that year. He climbs endlessly up from his Freshman year to the highest grade. Let him, then, when he has made that top branch, not fall back-to Where he was. NADINE WEIL, '31 JUNIOR SONG CTu'ne-Hello Babyj Hello students, how do you do? Hello students, calling to you, Introducing no one else but us- the Juniors. Hello students, don't you see us? Hello scholars, don't make a fussl We're the three ring class of U. S. G. We like our school mates, Oh can't you see why? And for the honors we like to try to tally. Some are short, stout and gay, Others tall and slender that way, But we introduce the Junior Class. MARJORIE KITTLE, '31 44