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OBITUARY OF OUR DEPARTED SENIORSFlowers: Swandown, The Bloomington Milling Co.Music: Slow, The Hunter-Zell Orchestra.Tombstones, barometers, bunsenburners, eccentric and other paraphernalia : The physics department.Undertaking: Principal C. R. Clayton.Pall Bearers: Dean Hale Bradt,Miss Bertha Jean Wohlfeld, MissLydia Ferger, Mr. J. Z. A. Mc-Caughan.Here lyeth intered ye bodyes ofOur Seniors of Middle Departurewho left this life the 30th day ofJanuary, 1923, being the age of 4years. They married Physics,daughter of Hale Bradt, Gentleman.ODESagacious above their years, butthats not all.Witty as a crutch, were our seniors all,Something of Emerson runs inthem, but thisWholly of her whom theyve left inbliss.Then Passenger, hast neer a tearTo weep with them that weep withall,Wept when they read their grades,weptWith a mighty weeping, on thethird floor hall,Or second floor, or gym, or office,or basement,Or English office, or print shop, orHistory office,Or Nickkk and Tomsss? Take cognizance underclassmen all,Mayhap some time you will find occasion to bawl.Yes, they have reached the rearend of their High School course.You ask, underclassmen, what theyhave learned these four years? I.They have learned that Joan of Arcwas not a pheasant girl and wasnot burned at the steak. II. Thatcranking a Ford on a hot day causesperspiration. III. That the bird thatsaid that nothing exists in the Sa-haia but a few Caucuses was a half-breed, part Indian Club, and partDumb-bell. IV. That people whothink hats are called Panamas because they are made in the PanamaL anal, think wrong. V. That theMayflower was not so called because she sailed in May and carriedflour to cheer the Pilgrims.As for we Seniors who are compelled to stay here another year, onrequest, if wishes were cocoanuts,wed be monkeys, tree and all.The calisthenics of these seniorshave dwindled from the violence ofa Zulu flim-flam, down to convulsions no more strenuous than theAustralian crawl-stroke. Hoop-la,say they and with much right,Hoop-la.At press time Physics had donefor Dave, and had shipped the remains C. O. D. to his next kin.Mr. WTllison (after a long proof)—And we find x equal to zero.John Shoemaker—Aw, heck ! Allthat work for nothing.Helen Vane wrote to theCount: Henry, arent you going to invite me to the Pan Hel ? Ifyoure too bashful Ive got Jack.Fine, bring it all, dear, he wroteback.Page forty-one |
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