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

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REUBEN STOECKMAN: Truly, he has waited long To hear the very last sweet song. EMMA STRANDBERG: When wisdom sleeps within thy brow Why not reform and use it now? GQRDON STRATE: We like the boy who has an aim, Whether it be for wealth or fame, GWENDOLYN SURBER: Her face is fair and smooth and Hue, Contentment lies in every line. ANDREW SWANSON: From morn till noon, from noon till night, He lives to learn, and learn what's right. ALICE TENGQUIST: A tiny form dropped from the skies With laughing face and sunny eyes. FLORENCE THORNQUIST: She made ot lite gas we, too, shouldj A joy, and lo, all things were good. , RONALD SUNDBERG: Full of a. nature nothing can tame, Changed every moment, ever the same. CLIFFORD TILLANDER: Your very hody's stately strength Undulates through width and length? MADELANE TRAINMAN: Just a roly-poly child Who has never been beguiled.

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KENNETH PETERSUN: He's a boy with high and noble aims But slightly timid when among fair daines. VIRGINIA PETERSON: 'iAlways merry, never glum Makes a bright and cheerful chum. 1 ADA POTTHOFF: lt seems, organic chemistry And Ada do not quite agree. GLADYS OUICK: In silence many things are wrought. To her tasks she gives much thought. GENEVIEVE OUINN: ' When I reflect what's seen in classes, 'Twere better that I wore these glasses. AGNES SHEPARD: Charm attends her everywhere, Agnes with the raven hair. MATHIAS SOLBERG: Those who from their studies flee, Long shall live and happily. ALLEN SONTAG: His pompadour hath goodly sheen, In fact 'tis smeared with vaseline. ARTHUR STOECKNIAN: A stately lad in walk and style, The same old Stoeckman all the while. GILBERT STOECKNIAN: Mother asked for peacock dyes When she ordered Gilbert's eyes.

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5 5 1 J l LEASA ADAMS: A vigorous, various, versatile mind,- A better girl you couldn't find. PEARL TRAPP: No, I will not read this hook, It has such a. worthless look. CARL WALLANDER: Nlany a time this lad so tall Has scampered round about the hall. EVERT WEMPLE: He twists his mouth in crooked smile And seems in deepest thought the while. CARI. WIKSTRAND: With my Paradise Lost in hand, I am in a happy land. EDITH YOUNGQUIST: Very charming nose, I say, Though 'tis somewhat retroussee. Class Ofhcers President .......... .... ............V........... ..................-..... ...,e.. C 3 S c ar johnson Vice-President ........ Secretary .e........... ..... . .- 'l'reasurer .e...... ..... i..........Ida Moline ......Ruth Moline Grace Histone Class colors ..........,.,.. Purple and old gold Class Flower ................................. Tea-rose Class Motto ........... .. Follow the Gleain' Class Advisor ...v .,.e.......... M iss O'C0nnQll Farewell Class Song we all must leave our dear school now About this glorious world to sail, But still we never will allow Our steadfast love for thee to fail. Farewell, oh johnson! now we sing, The days may come, the days may go But still our memories shall cling' Around those days of long ago. In after years, should dread or doubt Around us rise, as like a haze, How bright 'twill seem to turn about And think of happy by-gone days. johnson, farewell! one last goodbye! Indeed 'tis hard for us 'to sever! Yet in our hearts shall always lie Sweet memories of thee forever, -Gladys Rlomquist, '20,