Academy of the Holy Angels - Echoes Yearbook (Fort Lee, NJ)

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s f' s Q EcHoEs a rf D 1.9.2. s fi 2, '5 cr, 9 I ll ll ., , .. 55. :it -.g A!x ,5 xxxx .,,.x 1 XXVXKXYAKXQ ivan Holy Angels Welcomes Venerable Sister Superior M. Corona Upon our return to school last September, we were grieved to hear that Venerable Sister Mary Jerome who, for six years, had been Superior at Holy Angels, had been called away. It was not long, however, before we found that, though we had lost one friend, we had been given another-one who would do her utmost for our happiness. Venerable Sister Corona, who came to fill the place left vacant by Sister jerome's removal to Baltimore, made us feel that our interests were hers by visiting us on the opening day of school. That little act alone made us feel at home with her, and before very long, Sister had endeared herself to each of usg and we experienced a sense of gratitude that we had been given a kind mother, a constant friend, and a gentle advisor. The time already spent here has proven to be one of work and endeavor for others-a constant seeking to give to each one that which would make her happy. Her warm sympathy and deep interest in our every enterprise nurtured the love so early implanted in our hearts. We regret most sincerely that we have had but one brief year of her friendship and guidance, but we know that the affection which she so spontaneously inspired in us has not, like the ivy of Jonas, sprung up over night but to wither and die the next day under the seering rays of ingratitude and forgetfulness. We envy those who follow us and who are to continue for some time under her guidance. To them we bequeath a true love, a lasting respect, and a warm friendship for our Venerable Sister Superior, to whom we bid farewell with much regret. But across the far miles that may separate. us we shall often come in spirit, and from the depths of our hearts we shall ever breathe a fervent God bless you, always, dear Sister Corona. -ELBANOR HENNESSY, '28 62

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N M3 ll SE CRE TARIAL CLASS TJ - . . AIXAAA AAA i A t r A A P flkel V ., . ' - X Positions to Which Members of the Secretanal K. KNAPP A. ECKERT M. SPELLMAN M. ASCHENDORFF W. FELIU H. Luowrc M. CRBBGAN G. DAVIN C. HoRsTMANN E. MCNAMARA M. BOFILL N. KORB N. KBLLEHHR E. KING K. BOECKLBN A. HoRsTMANN T. BOECKLBN M. SCHREIBER R. MANKE D. TUITE C. SULLIVAN K. VANBBMMEL J. SCHMIDT M. VANBEMMEL Class Aspire President: Insures domestic tranquillity. Captain: Of, oh what a basketball team! Draft Clerk: Opening and closing windows. Elevator Operator: She has her ups and downs. Aviatrix: Always up in the air. Artist: Her artistic nature prevails. Ambassador: From Erin's shore. Lawyer: Never lacking defense. File Clerk: She never neglects her nails. Information Clerk: Ask Esther: she knows. Correspondent: How many letters a week, Marianita? Printer: She's just the type. Searnstress: So it seems. Politician: Of the Independent Party. Telephone Operator: She's some hello girl. Maid: She's a maid, made to order. Librarian: She puts in plenty of practice. Pianist: If all ends well. Secretary: Is your notebook ready, Rosa? Photographer: Can't you picture her so? Teller: You can't tell her: she's the teller. Advertising Manager: False Alarms! janitress: I'm sure you'll all agree. Secretary of Agriculture: She knows her vegetables. 61

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ir- 5 Eenoias 'V f 9 2 s ,W gzgzfa Last.: u ,,, , , ,sa .Y 'S .-.I . gl, .cg .U 1 B D 4 4 0 D 411411114411unuunlh -'fEi 4 , -' 1 V - .-agar it YQQEWL ummm nnnwxx ww f i .r' f- - To Venerable Sister Mary Theophista For whatsoever thou shalt do Unto the least of men, Shall, multiplied an hundredfold, Be given to thee again. These words, serene, prophetic, Were uttered by the Lord, The One Whom, all your whole life through, Alone you have adored. The One before Whom, on that day Long past, you humbly kneltg For Whom within your noble heart, Sweet love and homage felt. ' To Him you freely gave your life, With all its joys, its woes, And of the noble deeds since done, 'T is He alone Who knows. 'T is many years since on yourself His heavy Cross you tookg And many were the trials you For His sweet sake did brook. You've struggled bravely, nobly, Without a pause or stop, Unless to aid another soul Who longed to reach the top. And every soul you've aided Will but prove to be a gem In your bright crown of gloryg In your sparkling diadem. And every deed you have performed- Each was a noble one- Has added yet another stone, More brilliant than the sun. For what you've done upon this earth Has won respect and love, But how can our poor love compare With that of Christ above? One way alone to us is known Our gratitude to show, We pray dear Jesus e'er on you His choicest gifts bestow. 63 GRACE M. CHRIST, '28