1918 Cedrus Yearbook

19 18 THE FRESHMAN CLASS Do you remember the Freshman Class That started in '17? • A jolly bunch and lucky,too, Though our number was just 12. Our class was small, indeed,'tis true, Yet high ideals we held in view. We were varied in height and weight and looks, And shy at the sight of our new text-books, When first we met that September day And as Freshmen started our College way. Now in starting, of course—I tell you what— There is always somewhere a hardest spot, In History, Latin, in Math., or in English, In Psych.,or in Science, in Lab., or in Spanish, In every course there is hidden still, Find it somewhere you must and will— Above or below, within or without— And that's the reason beyond a doubt, The Freshmen must work or they have to get out. Do I tell you, I rather guess, This class was a wonder and nothing less! We worked real hard endeavoring to show The many professors that we're not slow In gaining the knowledge that they know. Now, Eva said, (as teachers do,— With a "Listen here," or an "I tell you"). "It's here I started to learn the rules How I can well improve the schools." One of these girls I will tell you fair Was Ida Rees, with her flowing hair. She studied hard for a week or two And decided then t'was too much to do To make the credit of 22. Helen and Zelpha and Robert and Thorn All came to school in the early morn. Each was trying his course to fill While the parents were having to pay the bill. Harry Wright on our roll does appear, While Grace was with us but half a year. Lois, Eliz'beth, and Hammond, all three In our Freshmen Class are glad to be. Hannah Isaac stayed a little while But at New Year's bade us adieu with a smile. You see, of course, if you're not a dunce, How Soph'mores we became at once. Our Freshmen year we had journeyed thru; Next year we'll be ready more work to do. This story I've told you is both sad and gay, For our college days soon pass away. (With apologies to Holmes). 40 Z. M. D.