The Chemawa American, March 04, 1925, Page 3, Image 3

T H E CHEM AW A AMERICAN
CHEMAWA HONORED
(Continued from page 3),
Of the tables which were not curved
In C. I. S.
The school is now worthy of mention,
And is a great surprise,
How the pupils pay attention,
When they take morning exercise g
In C. I. S.
Forty,fiVe years ago
This school was very small,
But it continued to grow,
’Till now itsth e best-of all—
Watch C. I. S.
CHEMAWA
'
Senior—Buys
Out beneath the western skies
Old Chemawa stands,
With red and white in glory,
She’s the best in all the lands;
Chemawa at its present place,
Has risen up so fast
That taken in comparison
We can hardly note the past.
Our students come from East and West
To the dear old school we all love best;
We show our loyalty to our school
By keeping true the golden rule.
Chemawa is nearly a thousand strong
Gathered since eighteen eighty,.
When our school was started at Forest Grove
And ruled by David and Katie.
Chemawa puts, out a great number each year,
To play their part in the game,
And from everyone we hope to he^r,
Of success and rising fame.
The days when Chemawa was just a small school
I Have vanished forever, as is always the rule;
The first graduating class of 1885 I
Was a class with a number of eight,
But has risen so fast since the days of the past
This year we number thirty-eight.
Today we’re going to celebrate
Chemawa’s day of birth
And hope she’ll be a candidate
To the highest things oti-earth;
We wish the school many happy days,
-‘J n the futurd-yeafSto come
May th e'red and white forever wave
O’er this, “ Our happy Home.”
JUNIOR SONG
Our birthdays wish we bring to you,
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We hail yotir natal day,
We raise our song, we march along,
Oh happy be your Way.
Each year’s return with duties stern,
But make you seem more strong,
So now we. raise our song of praise,:
Of praise to C. I. S>.
Oh here’s to you sq good and true,
Oh here’s to Mr. Hall,
W e’ll sing our praise thru all our days, .
Oh, you will never fall,
And when we’re.done with Chemawa fUn,
And all its carefree ways,
Our all we’d give once more to live
In dear old C. I. S.
CHEMAWA
Poem, Boys
Over to the west of the great United lands,
A home, a school for the Indian stands,
A school which ranks so high,
A beautiful school ’neath the western sky,,
Here’s to happy birthdays when we go by. ?
Out in the west Chemawa lies,
Near the great Pacific ocean roars,
Through Chemawa the S. P. flies,;
And o’er it the airplane soars,
O here’s to the school the red man adores.
Many great things at Chemawa have been done
With skill, pleasure, school spirit and fun,
Things heard throughout the land,
Things accomplished by the Indian head and
hand,
O here’s to these happy days, long may you
stand.
O’er two score years have past since the day
■ you began,
To teach and to help the American redman.
Forty-five years of work aUd play,
Have you taught ere this day,
O here’s to Chemawa a greeting and happy
birthday.
JUNIOR GIRDS’ CD ASS YEDD
Wifty, wafty, wen-die diddle-doe
Walla Walla Walloper John-a-mika
Diddle-doe
Ben-a-go buff and a bow-wow-wow
Wow, wow, Juniors!
! JUNIOR BOYS’ CDASS YEDD
Gazolla, Gazolla, Gazolla, Ga-zay!
Get out, get out, get out, get out of the way,
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