York College - Marathon Yearbook (York, NE)

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1 11 p 5110511113311 sesatiiiiiiiziiiiiii Page One Hundred Seventy-Four LIMERICKS. There was a young girl called LeFever And honestly, would you believ'er? Mr. XYendelboe Did smile at her so That Maude up and caught the love Fever. There was a girl named Louise Though quiet, she was a great tease. Her humor and wit Threw one in a fit, You just have to laugh, if you please! There was a young lady named Harritt She wasn't at all like a parrot She was quiet and serene As sedate as a queen And a great deal of respect does she merit. There was a young gent named Clifford Q From Prof. Bisset greatly he differed One thing he could do And that was argue And he usually won his point, did Clifford, There was a young Freshman, Mulvaney, His actions were all rather vain-ey, lle thought he could sing ln fact, anything. If he thought puhlic praise he could gain-ey. There was a young noble named Dell, And believe me the daisies won't tell, Ile's handsome lle's Winsome. The girls like him ever-so-well. mnnmnnniiiiiIiiii44iiIinruiiiiiiiIinInnnniiimmiinmunIInIiiIiinnnninuminmiiinmmmnumumIIinunnmnmmiiirnmumnnnniinniimmmnmumnnriiiiiiiiIitiiIIIiiiiii4iiunnunuummmi lOCXDt IOOOK 'CXIJK IDX! 171 05' 110 'CID' U? mumiuuniiuimmiiIiIIIIIIIIIiIiiiiiiIiiiiiiiIiIinmmmuuuuuuiiiI1nuIunIuInIiiiiiiiiiiimnnummmimiIIinummnnmninnmmunIIIIIinuiiiiiiiiiniiiinuIIIInmumnunnmmIIvmnuummnnnmmm There was a young lady named Garner And she's no relation to Hafner. Q She continues to smile On John all the while. But her name is still Ethel Garner. There was a young lady called Stinson, Henry Kolling did think her quite Winsome. He called at the 'fCon' Surprised everyone And quite often he's called there again so'1. There was a young girl called lflayden, And she was a right clever maiden. She wrote stories well And do let me tell She's won quite a fame with her paintin'. There was a young lady named Reka And she did not come from Topeka. Never-the-less We right here confess There's none can take the place of our Reka. There is a young teacher named Clarke She can teach French right up to the mark. She assigns lessons so long The class learned this songf Any class but French class is a lark. There is a young matron named Fye. On the girls at the f'Con,' she keeps a good e She watches them come in Though later than sin. lf you think you slip by her, just try. 9,

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'EXE' ICIXDI Dil lib' vga ICXXDK nnnnnnnnnnnIannun1n1nnnnnummIunninnmminInuuuunnnnnmummnunmmnnnnunnnuInunInnIIIIIIiin4nunnnnnuIIInInnnnanmmummnnnu n141I1IInn1nnnnnnnn1411inunnnnunuuuumuunmnmrmununnmnnuiInnnvnnnnnnmnnmmnnnnmnunnnnnmmmmn1nn1nn111nI1nnnnnlnnn1111411nlIInIInu1411nnnnnIuunuunnnunnummnuininnnInnnn1ununnuuummum QI 'COOK 10004 nIInIinu11Innn1nuinIIIInInunnnnunIIIIIIInmmnninmuunnmmmunm Page One Hundred Seventy-Six MORNING, N!OON AND NIGHT. I,m going to tell you a story I hope you'll read with delight, The subject of this story Is: Morning, Noon and Night. It's going to tell some things That we have daily in our sight- In fact we have them oftener, For itls Morning, Noon and Night! About the first thing then to greet us In the morn' that follows night: Joyce and Franklin walking slowly, Yes-at Morning, Noon and Night! Then Prof. Verder comes a puffing, Guess hels testing out his might! Carries two green bags of booklets Every Morning, Noon and Night. And Prof. Feemster raises chickens Some are speckled, black and white. And he also has some goats to feed Every Morning, Noon and Night. And there's always some igflad couple Sitting in the bright sunlight Of the famous south hall window Every Morning, Noon and Night. And the Dean is still baldheaded Though hels fought it long alright Applying the best hair tonic Every Morning, Noon and Night. And Dean Amadon at joking Pulls some quick ones too, alright And his jokes are without limit Every Morning, Noon and Night. Edward jordan chews his gum Moves his chin just like a kite, .Xud we always see him chewing Every Morning, Noon and Night. From our sacred music chambers Screaching echoes take their flight. Some poor mortal hourly suffers Every Morning, Noon and Night. The Chem. Lab's. in the basement And the odors are a fright That come rushing up to greet us Every Morning, Noon and Night. Half the Seniors late to Chapel Guess they do it just for spite. Theyld be ever late to Chapel XYere it Morning, Noon or Night. If we'd mention half the couples You'd get up and start to fight XYhen you think what we must witness Every Morning. Noon and Night. Guess I'd better stop this story Or I'll soon be in a plight, Folks might rather see than hear it Every Morning, Noon and Niigiht.