A Toast to
I stood within the High School
Amid much noise and din,
And saw a bunch of High School Profs,
gravely marching in.
An electric shock runs thru the
When their leader proud we see,
A dreadful foe to Freshman; tho
Principal good is he.
Another teacher with solemn eyes,
Of dignity no lack,
"At period eight," she sadly cries,"
For History, you'll
And here comes a happy, smiling
The eldest of them all,
The cheeriest word you ever heard
Is the one she
Our English prize is next to
Altho her hair is turning; yet
We hope that she will never turn
Here comes a bunch of merry Profs,
world would call them clever,
For they try to fill our nimble wits,
German and English forever.
From this noble throng of teachers
"Science" cries, "Ship ahoy,"
With lab, work and note books, they bring
Much pain er-r I mean, great joy.
Then our Mathematic teachers
They teach as many crafts,
But the hardest of all their sure to say
that of drawing graphs.
One among this grand parade,
plenty of jokes "To Let,"
A fortune he for himself has made
chickens and clarionet.
A voice of beauty next we hear,
makes our hearts rejoice.
On chapel days we're moved to tears
By the pathos
of her voice.
The next a model boy is he,
dimple in his cheek.
He runs his turning lathes, until
The poor old things,
Another one of our noble train,
next who comes in view,
She longs to gain a typist's name,
May change for
own - for who?
The Savage one, at your command
true and honest eyes.
An English quiz is in her hand,
Her dearest earthly
Domestic Science next we see,
a goodly bunch,
In sewing, cooking, of their skill
We sometimes "Get a
Next comes our Commercial
The branches there are many,
But they teach us how to make "two
Out of just a measly penny.
Our football coach is drawing
With laurels on his brow;
But his football days are past alas,
married and happy now.
The last of our train now comes into
With technical arts their own
May we long remember this noble
For many bright stars have shown.
Before this toast to our Faculty
May bright their future be,
Come drink to their health and wish them
And all, prosperity.
Theron M. Brown '15.
Hutchinson High School
1915 Buzz Annual
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Transcribed by Cindy Koegel