The Seniors of 1917 ~ Grove High School ~ Giftorian Essay

When you come to the end of your
Senior year,
Can you measure the joy and the pain,
That comes like roses in springtime
dear,
And as swiftly vanishes again?
And so, as reminders of schooldays
here,
My class mates take these gifts 'ere
we part,

And, may the bonds that bound us
near
W^eave them into your heart.
Herron, to you, this Bible I give,
By use of it, you good, shall live.
Rozelle, to you, I give this horseshoe.
For it signifies luck and Lucky, too.
Clara Barton, this butcher's knife
you're likely to need.

Of your future husband, his father suc-
ceed.
To you, our class poetess, Irene Zim-
merman,
Wonderful poetry may you write with
this pen.

Claude Spence, as your hair is very
light,
I present you this bottle of Colorlte.
And studying much of Lavinia's needs.
I decided on this string of beads.

As Ethel's ambition is teaching school,
To govern her pupils I'll give her this
rule.
To Eva, I give this dainty mouse trap.
To keep the mice from out your lap.

As Edward likes Arches so well,
I'll give to him his little belle.
Christine, so very meek, you know,.
I'll give you this little horn to blow.

As Mary Lou will never make a wife,
We'll let her crochet her way through
life.
A very black cat is an old maid's
friend,
And, Dug, you are its destined end.

Ather, Lister, Lexie and Ralph, en
masse,
You are the farmers of our class.
You're willing to miss an English ex-
am.
To feed your country, your dear Un-
cle Sam !

A physician we have, but who would
think,

Of Looney possessing such an instinct.
And of nurses, our class is not to be
bare,
For, Mary Sue, his destiny will share.

Kate, this paint brush I give to you,
'Cause you know you're an artist thru
and thru.
Margaret when in the Salvation Army
you sing,

May tho'ts of our class this book ever
bring.

Fisher, an orator, so noble and grand,
Please take this mall, your audience to
command.
This fools' cap I give to Inza Ezell,
'Cause she's our dunce, you know quite
well!
Claude Toler, to you I give a dime,
Go purchase a clock and be on time.
Leslie May, to you, this magic dress,
That in the fashion, the world you may
bless.

Now Edwin, the Mozart of our class,
By playing this music, you'll win your
lass.
This doll will I to Virgie give,
As guileless as it, you must always
live.

Lillian, to you, I'll give this broom,
From out your life to sweep the gloom.
To Frank, who from English never
turns,
I give this "Carlyle's Essay on Burns."
To Lucille, whose life is one bright
bubble,
I give this ring to save Mr. Denkins
the trouble.
Thelma likes Rainey weather more
than sunshine,
So I give her this umbrella, expensive
and fine.

To Sadie, the only cook of our bunch,
I'll give you this menu for preparing a
lunch.
For Eunice, a married life would be
so nice,
That I'll give her this little bag of rice.
Edith, in skating, none can excel,
And dressed as Red Riding Hood, none
can tell.

Fuqua you've made a president so
grand,
That I'll give you this poem which I
wrote with my hand.