Wilson Central School - Crest Yearbook (Wilson, NY)

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TEN CENTS A COPY. VOL. I. NOVEMBER 1911. NO. 1 CHRONICLE STAFF. Literary Editor Associate Editor Managing Editor Advertising Manager Asst. Advertising Manager Ruth Blacklock, ’12 Kathryne Wilson, '12 Joanna Hamilton, ’12 Amy Hamblin, ’12 May belle Gillis, ’12 EDITORIALS. This paper is published in the best interests of the students of Wilson High School by the Senior Class. We wish to publish a good High School paper, and we need the support of the school, of the faculty, and of the students. Whenever you feel inspired to pen a classic to posterity, do not hesitate to do so; and to inform the world of your literary genius. If you have a grudge against any dear friend, do not nurse your wrath, but rather give vent to it. Form a well-aimed knock and insert it in the “Chronicle,” where ill-will is shown towards all and mercy to none. The editors will assume all responsibility for such articles. We wish to call your attention to the advertisers. They are the ones who have made this paper possible. Patronize them.

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“All good things have an end.” Thus one good time fled by. This was our first Senior gathering, and may we enjoy those following as well. And here’s to another. —Joanna R. Hamilton, ’12 The Man in the Moon The Man in the Moon was a very old man and he was made out of green cheese. The lady whom he lived with was very nice, and made out of limburger. Her dress, which was a golden cheese cloth, was made Mother Hubbard style. In their home their furniture was made of chesse rinds. The Man in the Moon carved them himself which he did very beautifully. It was lighted by Jack-o’-Lanterns made out of pumpkins. They sit together every evening and watch the people down below. When they shine out good and bright they see many things For instance, one night the man and his wife shone out beautifully, and they could see even the little birds in their nests. But the funniest thing they sawT was twro pair of school-mates evidently coming home from a party. Their names they learned when the little boys bade their little girls good night. The girl, Pauline Russell by name, said to her escort, Bryan Me Quillian. “Now you be sure and be at school to-morrow.” “Yes,” was the reply of the little boy and thus they parted. By this time the other two were almost home. When the boy, Clifford Hunter, said to Clara Wadsworth: “Clara let me copy your English to-morrow, will you?” “Sure,” said the happy Clara. Then she ran into the house and Clifford walked home. I couldn’t half tell you what the Moon and his wrife see, but this is the funniest. —G. A. M. English.

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MCMXII. Come listen little girls and boys While we a tale relate, About a certain Senior ('lass Who never stayed out late. Iva is a willful, headstrong- girl. Who thinks it lots of fun; To have a dance in Albright’s Hall And dance till rising sun. Kate is as meek as Moses. Never breaks a rule Always stays in nights Is never late at school. Ruth always was an awful flirt But has of late reformed. Will probably become a nun And by no one will be scorned. Joanna is like a Fairy She is so small and slight She is like a shark in history Her side will win alright. Edna is so frivolous! But to the commandments true. She likes to fight with ‘‘Bricktop” And always is true blue There’s Beulah too, who likes the lake She loves Themistocles? Her pastime is debating But the country’s sure to please. Ethel is the stubborn one For a Singer she must be Although we’ve tried to reason Her error she can’t see.