William Chrisman High School - Gleam Yearbook (Independence, MO)

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THE GLEAM A LEGEND OF '09, 'Twas at a council of the Gods, That first they spoke a word About our class, on Olympus. Before, there ne'er was heard A single word about our class Except down here below, But now our name had spread to heaven, So now our worth you know. 'Twas Venus who was speaking then, 'Twas Mars she told it to. How our class all the rest surpassed. She vowed that it was true, And, just to clinch her arguments. She said she'd give a proof. Told how the boys of 1909 Got up upon the roof, And put the figures of 'O9 Upon the chimneys two. All this she told the god of VVar To show that this was true. 'Twas thus she spoke to Mars the god, About that story, true, And I, who happened to be, there, just wrote it down for you. The Legend. It was when they were Juniors, that This great event occurred. And, really, it's the greatest deed Of which the earth has heard. The Seniors thought they were so smart, The Sophomores thought so, too, But it remained for old '09, To show what it could do. The Seniors put their pennant up, Upon the flagpole high, The juniors dragged it down again, VVhile no one else was nigh. They also greased that flag-pole, new, Wfith axle-grease, you know, S0 no one else could put his flag Upon the pole. That's so!

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F' 18 T MARJORIE TATE: The hel less look of blooming infancy-the pride P of her sisterls l1ez11't. OTTO SHROEDER NA f11'1'11 fouudati-ou, THE GLEAM MADELINE TATE: 'KI-Ier sister's wise. prove it to you. If you douft believe it, she,ll GRACE SHEPPARD: Pain, would I climb, but that I fear to fall. three stories, and a cupola. ELVIA YALE: She hears merry tales and smiles not. 1

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TI-IE GLEAM But, somehow, it was taken down, And so they thought, and thought, To find some other way, by which A vict'ry might be wrought. But yet their thinking was no use 'Til I went down one day, And whispered in a Iunior's ear, I know a dandy way. It never has been done before, And so, of course it's new, just climb upon the roof and write, In figures all may view, The year in which the greatest class W'ill from this school depart, '09, the greatest of the great, Enshrined in every heart. A This Junior boy at once went back And summ-oned all his mates, And said to them, all summoned ther VVe're sure helped by the fates. A goddess just now told to me How we a name rnight leave Down here at dear old I. I-I. S. And honors, too, receive. I-Ierewith, hevtold the junior class The plan that I had made. And so they put the hgures up In paint that would not fade. Behold, ,next morning, down at school The admiring glances cast Because the class of 1909, A vict-ory'd won at last. V But ah, alas, that self-same Week, Their pride, it had a fall, Because Professor Bryant, he A classmeeting did call, And told that saddened Junior class That ' 'O9' must come down, If not, the juniors would be fined, Dismissed them with a frown. And so those poor, sad, junior boys Once more that tile roof scaled, And, by the scoffing Sophomers, VVith shouts of joy were hailed. C