[stamped: State Teachers College at Towson / Baltimore, Maryland]
There is no secret of success but work.
THE ORIOLE
Curiosity is the beginning of useful knowledge.
Vol. 2-No. 6
FEBRUARY, 1923
Published Monthly by Students of the Maryland
State Normal School. Towson, Md.
OUR BOYS.
[photograph of a group of men in suits and ties standing and sitting in rows]
AMONG THE FACULTY.
About our halls at Normal School
A clever teacher may be seen;
In cheery, or in serious mood.
He'll sometimes on your shoulder lean.
His is a slender, cunning frame,
His eye is lit with knowledge flame
And when in classroom he’ll proclaim:
You’re up! His wits have won the game.
We like him for his knowing ways,
We know he is a busy bee;
But often now on Tuesday night
He entertains with movies bright.
This man, we must commend to you
He’s mighty kindly, through and through.
But when you read this verse, you see —
You’ll have to guess who he might be.
M. R. S-, ’23.
GUESS WHO?
There is one of our noble Seniors
Who possesses incomparable wit,
Because of his jokes for “The Oriole”
In the Hall of Fame he’ll sit.
All right, now, — all together!
Come on there, you bum!
That was punk — try again!
Now, we're going some!
He tells us he is satisfied,
But »his eyes are very deceiving.
He calls for “Moore” and “Moore” and "Moore,”
That's why we can’t believe him.
Good at soccer, good at tennis,
Athletic from head to toe;
Slick black hair, two brown eyes.
Our “Rudolph” — Vaselino.
In his sleep we hear him saying,
“Rockville, Monky, and Ah, dear!”
We can’t exactly figure out
The noises which we hear.
Both cheeks puffed, horn to mouth.
He slides from bass to treble;
He plays all jazz with perfect ease,
Tthat’s why he gets the medal.
He is one of our funniest fellows,
I wonder if you can guess his name?
It won't be hard, if you think real hard.
His first and his last are the same.
We know he makes a good teacher.
For him his little girls fall;
He resembles a bird in just two ways,
in name and size — he is small.
You’ve heard his deep, rich basso
In almost every place-o
For with his “nines” upon a chair-o
He can sing you any air-o.
If, at some time you hear on your radio,
A broadcast from D. D. R. E.
Don’t be alarmed, just remember
He’s a student of twenty-three.
He is chairman of public speaking.
Manages the “Oriole," as well,
The many offices which he holds
In four lines we can not tell.
When I tell you his outstanding position,
I’m sure that you will say,
“He must be the favorite member,"
He is president of our “S. A."
With a ready wit to tease.
With his skill upon the keys.
With his eyes and raven hair,
He’s a prize for any fair.
Basket ball, tennis and soccer,
A ball seems to be his tool.
That’s why we all call him
The best athlete in school.
If on this youth some joke you play
Do not try to get away;
For then your purpose will be foiled,
Because this lad is surely “hard boiled.”
He’s not tall, but with his form,
He’d make the heart of Apollo warm,
A man so strong and yet so weak,
Is he whom Sara calls her ’shiek.'
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