Dentos . e new trousers were short-ened by every member of the family, and finally the boy went to Sunday Schoolwearing his necktie. I wonder who was responsible for flutchneckers shiner? It certainly was abeauty. Is it possible that Packy had something to do with it? One of the acts of the school which has made this year a leader, was theformation of the Trowell club, A. F. A. M. In this case we are thankful to thelarge number of the faculty members for their active aid in successfully launchingthis Masonic Club. It is gratifying to know that the pledges made by the members of the facultythat
Dentos . e new trousers were short-ened by every member of the family, and finally the boy went to Sunday Schoolwearing his necktie. I wonder who was responsible for flutchneckers shiner? It certainly was abeauty. Is it possible that Packy had something to do with it? One of the acts of the school which has made this year a leader, was theformation of the Trowell club, A. F. A. M. In this case we are thankful to thelarge number of the faculty members for their active aid in successfully launchingthis Masonic Club. It is gratifying to know that the pledges made by the members of the facultythat they would give us a better course than ever before has been fulfilled. In conclusion boys, are we not happy to say that the years spent at the C. S. will be remembered by all? And if we remember what has been taughtus here, not only will the future bring success to each and every one, but it willbring more than the most optimistic dared hope for. JosErn Butt, Historian. 1916 Page 93 ? • <QVl. MacsRuddys .6 Landgrebe & BeartS. S. White 71&<XP~ Indeed. I might begin at once. Or else delay a bit:But since it must be done. I see, I think Ill start on it. Now, it sounds very vague, I know, To any average it a poem is, you sec. Of strange and wondrous kind. He came to me with tearful looks were in his eyes ; His mission he did tell many, many sighs! My boy, he said, there is a page The editor cant till;A poem you must write for us. Oh, if you only will! It makes no difference what it is, Of any kind you choose ;If funny, sad, or long, or short. Hut youve no time to lose! Remember, if you fail us now. That page so pale and white—You know that that would never do- Youll have till Friday night. As I have said, his looks were bad, And so I told him, lo! a change came to his face, He would not let me go! He dogged my footsteps night and dayHe looked not sad, but wild ! So I said, Yes, and got to sweetly at him smiled. S
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