Goucher College - Donnybrook Fair Yearbook (Baltimore, MD)

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RUTH RIES GREENSFELDER Romeo's Ravishingly Cracefulle She doth all tasks that be, doth Ruth, Both high and low. She ruled, a president, forsooth; She sketched for DONNYBROOK, in truth; She acted e'en that lovelorn youth. Our comely Romeo. HIHHHHHIHHIHHHHWtHHlH OLIVE AUGUSTA CROSS Orders Accepted Cracefullie When works to be done for Ysabel. When dues must be got and kept, There's surely no one could do it so walla, As Olive, small Olive y-clept. WWWWWWW 1 EDITH MURIEL HARN Education Monopolizcs Her Ah, would that ancient Thebes had known of thee! Thou could'st have freed her from the Sphinx with case; What question proHer'd dost thou fails upon, Alike so gentil, and so keene to please? Thirty-anc

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HELEN S. FRISCH Has Staunche Friends Long were to tell the qualities that be In this one single damsell faire combined; Dependable she is and capably She carries out the plans wilhin her mind; Aye calm she is and cool, unlill perchance Ye speak to her a certain wordiRomance. WHEHWH 11. VIOLET HOPE FRYER Violenie Historic Fiend Beneath a sheltering cake I found her hid. Piled round wilh reference bookes and laltered leaves. For she had studied them 10 bils, I VOW, A facle that her Hopponenls worthy grieves. WWWHJIIIHHIHHWHH HHH SUE ELIZABETH GANTT Suche Energy Crates Our Susy Elizabeth's jollie and fans, Our Susy Elizabeth's gaye, But should you just chance to accuse her of Ihat You'll hear what she has to say. Thirly

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NORMA V. HASLUP Nothyng Vanquishes Her Fire-breathing Dragon of lhe Christmas play, Melhoughl St. George did bannishe thee awaye- But no, that HistoriEs page you love so well, For once hath err'd, and dothe not rightlie tell. WWW HHHWWIHWM RUTH HAYDEN Radiantlie Happy Oh, Senior fairs, with nut-browne hair, And lippes of ruby huey I pray you, speak! Why art so meeke? Have giggles forsook you? Gadzooks! she cried, 'Tis but my pride My duties lo upholds, All sports, you see, depend on me. 'Tis worke, aye, wurke untolde. HJH HmWHHHHWHHHW Thirty-two GRACE B. HAYMAKER Classy Blonde Hair Whene'er her gentil voice I hear My heart it lhumpelh loude! Her golden hair: dolhe marke her out From olhers in a crowd; And as in her blue e'en I looks, What love vows have I vowed! But when my Percy smiles on me- Ecod! then am I proude.