Bloomington High School, The Gothic, 1918, Page 72

Description:	Books in Our LibraryThe Master--Mr. RamseyThe Common Lot--JuniorsThe Spoilers--FacultyThree Furies--Eunice AndrewsThe Climbers--FreshmenAs You Like It--Long AssembliesNatures Noblemen--Y. M. C. A.The Lady Who Toils--SoupartOne Good Time--The Junior Party (wehope)J. Z. A.--If I had x dogs and added xdogs to them, what would I have, Rob-ert?Harris--A dog fight.Corr (trying to pull something funny)--Why is Germany like a baby?Wells--Well, why is Germany like ababy?Corr--Cause its in arms.Miss Turner (in Botany)--Can yougraft a pear on an apple tree?B. Freshman--Yesm.Miss Turner--What is the result?B. Freshman--Pared apples.English VIThe TestWe were seated in our placesSeated straight--it is no jest,Handed down from all the racesIs the hatred of a test.There in letters, bold, defiant.On the board before our eyesWas the question: Who was Bryant?There arose a hundred sighs.All my brain was dying ember;Oh, my soul within me sank.Oh, if I could just remember--But my mind was all a blank.Blank it was and blank forever.Not a thought could I arouse;All was chaos--well I neverWas in such a stupid drouse.Lo! From out all my confusionRose a vision plain and clear,Of a swan--oh, sweet illusion!To a waterfowl. Oh, dear!A ship without a rudder,An oyster without a pearl,But the strangest thing I ever sawWas Lefty without a girl.English is a language,And is always going to be;It started with the Saxons,And now its got to me.Latin is a language.At least it used to be;First it killed the Romans,And now its killing me.The boy stood on the burning deck,Relief ships blew their horns;Alas! he could not move, becauseThe heat had popped his corns.A Sog of SprigI wad do sig of geddle sprigWhed pussy willows bloob.Ad geddle joddy jub-ubs fill the airWith sweet perfube.I yeard to sig host adythig--Of robids cubbing back.To build a nest, ad brig sub cheerIdto by dreary shack.I faid would sig till echoes rig.The sog--thats in by breastOf greddle sprigtibe, cause I thidkThat sprig-tibe is the best.Id gladly sig until, by jig,I fairly split by throat.But Ib so dawgod full o coldI caddot sig a dote.Image alt-text: Black ink drawing of an individual holding a rifle, titled “Memories of a Junior at drill - presenting arms.” The drawing is signed “JSC.”
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