University of Wisconsin Superior - Gitche Gumee Yearbook (Superior, WI)

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o tncc iSprollprltnuH like to close my tired eyes. And dream of days gone by; Till now. I never realized How fast the time can fly. Oar school days are no more—but got Life’s happiest hour is passed; We had to lose I he days themselves— The Dreams are all that last. And how we miss the friends we had. Yet this I surely know, We'd like to see them once again. If we could have it so. To shake their hands, to hear their voice To talk to them again Nor greet them Mr. this. Miss that. Hut simply Lill or Glen. And days at old Superior We'd once again recall. The study in the Rec. room. The flirting in the hall. The mischief and the bluffs w played. The secrets that we told Would rise again before us. We'd live in days of old. The faculty itself would pass In critical review. And after all the old was said We'd turn to something new. Have you e'er heard from this or this? And is he doing that? Time would seem to flit away In never-ending chat. Another day at old Superior, But a single hour more, To attend a “Pep” assembly, And to hear the students roar, fust to see the same old places, And the happy smiles, too, fust to see the old friends' faces. And to meet with you—just you. E. T. C

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 Along with any organization of nations to keep peace must go a progressive education of public opinion.” —Will Irwin

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