Nazareth Academy - Lanthorn Yearbook (Rochester, NY)

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Mary A. Plunkett, 280 Murray St. Holy Apostles “A calm anti gracious girl, whose presence is welcomed wherever she goes.” Angelina Regna, Cleveland St. “She has a voice divine. And when she sings for us in truth it seems The very heart of song is breaking on her life.” Catherine E. Reynolds, 2 Mt. Pleasant Pk. Immaculate Conception “A daughter of the gods is she, Divinely tall, divinely fair; One smile from off her rosy lips Would free us from all thought of care.” Dorothy E. Sheehan, 258 Alphonse St. Corpus Christ! “For rhetoric, she could not ope Her mouth, but out there flew a trope. —Our dainty, bewitching, capable President.” Esther A. Tobin, Rush, N. Y. Nazareth Grammar “Her voice is sweetly low when she speaks Her words are music.” Helen M. White, 309 Saxton St. Cathedral Grammar “Unspoken homilies of peace Her daily life is preaching; The still refreshment of high thought Is her unconscious teaching.” Thirteen

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Thelma M. Oberlies, 83 S. Union St. St. Joseph “The dower of her mind as of her heart Is of the richest, and she masters art By instinct more than study.” A. Helen O’Connell, 859 Avenue D. Holy Redeemer “Her life is all laughter, Her days are all a smile; Her heart is pure and happy, She knows not gloom nor guile.” K. Loise O’Hara, 1157 Main St. E. Nazareth Grammar “A Mrs. Siddons here you see, Bernhardt and Ellen Terry, To dance, to act and aye to please For I.olse is right merry. Gertrude M. Paille, Greece, N. Y. St. John “An inborn grace that nothing lacks Of culture and appliance; The warm of genial courtesy. The calm of self-reliance.” Mary Lucile Pennock, 590 Frost Ave. Immaculate Conception “There is not a sign of shadow, There’s not a tear or thorn; And the sweet voice of her laughter Fills with melody the morn.” Anna W. Plunkett, 280 Murray St. Holy Apostles “We see her pleasant, gracious ways, All hearts to her incling.” Twelve

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Mary E. White, 245 Sawyer St. St. Monica ' Maiden so composed and bland! Mind inscrutable and grand! Excelsior Our days at school are ending fast, Our laurels won, our regents passed. We sit upon the stage to-night Our cheeks aglow, our eyes alight, We’re graduates. Some folks may say we’re not the best; Give us a chance, we’ll do the rest. Triumphant we shall always be, And folks will turn their heads to see Those Nazarenes. The hilltop only, for “Eighteen”; We’ll reach it by our effort keen. And folks will ask you, “Who are they ?” And you’ll just have to stop and say, “They’re Nazarenes.” —A. Louise Murray. Fourteen