John A Johnson High School - Maroon Yearbook (St Paul, MN)

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Lai PREATTA CAMAC: Corridors were made to walk in: Not for little girls to talk in. CURA CARLSEN: Languid with unuttered bliss, She lives in thoughts of that and this. GRACE CARLSGN: When graduation time draws nigh, Of all good things she has her share. MARGUERITE COLLOPY: He cannot check his thought these days, But with unwearied wing it strays. ELAINE COLLOPY: When graduation time draws nigh, She'll courtesy a glad good-bye. MARGUERITE COLLOPY: Now mother thought it very sweet To call the baby Nlarguerite.'i MARIE DAVIDSON: Serenely pleasant, calmly fair, Soft her words as summer air. MAUD DONAIS: Eighth English class is my delight, Because l love so to recite. VIOLA DUNSMORE: How we wish we all could share Viola's lovely, wavy hair. HELEN EDDY: Her complexion, wrought by fairies, Rivals all the Queen Ann cherries.

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The Class of 1920 DELPHINE ANDERSON: A helpful and a merry lass, A priceless treasure to the class. HERBERT ANDERSON: He cannot solve, think as he will, What school is for. It's a puzzle still SARAH BARNETT1 Sarah's never in a hurryg Both her eyes say, 'tl should worry.' ELIZABETH BATES: Quiet lassg there are but few Know the treasure hid in you. WALTER BENSON: You can't change by hook or crook That ever-lasting bashful look. GLADYS BLOMOUIST: Rhymes are made by such as me, But only God makes melody. LlLLlAN BODLEY: Wealth of reasoning power was there Will to do and soul to dare. VERNICE BODLEY: I have striven hard and long, Always to resist the wrong. MARGUERITE BROWN: She's studious and full of fun, And always fair to everyone. EVELYN BYRNES: 'lNor quiet, nor loud, nor short, nor tall, But pleasant mingling of them aIl.'

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VIOLET EKBERG: Now Violet, as I have been told, Wants knowledge more than she can hold. GRACE ELSTONE: She is just a faithful friend, One on whom we can depend. DORIS FALK: Modest, quiet, and reserved is she, Though jolliest of comrades she can be. MARIAN FISHER: Marian always will he true,- Such there are hut very few, MYRTLE FORSBERG: Of course I like the summer best, But school is my abode of rest. EDWARD FRENCH: He preaches little, argues less, Unless a girl is in distress. HELEN GIESE: So attentive each class, Surely an unusual lass. PAUL GLEMAKER: All the queer things that you say Almost take one's breath away. LOIS HANKE: ln whose orbs a shadow lies, Like the dusk in evening skies. LILA HARDENBROOK: She always braids her tlowing hair, That we may see the beauty there.