Allegheny High School - Wah Hoo Yearbook (Pittsburgh, PA)

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WILLIAM G. LEUBIN The sun himself Has scarcely been more diligent than I. JEAN ESTHER LIEDMAN To fear no ill, to do no wrong, To all the world prove true, Th's is the golden rule of life, And so it is with you. DAID P. LINDUFF H6 forgot his own soul for others, Himfelf to his neighbor lending. EILLEEN ISABEL LINK Vklhat to take up she knows, and what to dropg How to say clever things, and when to stop. FRANK ALBERT LONG. JR. Frank faced, frank eyed, frank hearted. LILLIA N DOROTHY LOVVNDES Eyes that are fountains of thought and song. J. GLENN MCCA USLA ND Who is so well aware of how things should he done, That his own works displease him before the-y're begun. ELIZABETH ESTELLE MCCLURG I was not born for courts or great affairs, I pay my debts, believe, and say my pray- CFS.

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JACK LEXVIS LANDAU VVarm of heart and clear of brain. ETHEL LANG I'd be a butterfly, born in a bower, lvhere roses and lilies and violets meet. RAYMOND PAUL LANGE Honor maintaining, Meanness disdaining. HELEN ELIZABETH LA RGE Your heart is a music box, dear. NVith exquisite tunes at command, Of melody sweet and clear If tried hy delicate hand. CLARENCE JOSEPH LAUER A man more kindly in his careless way Than many that profess sm higher creed. EDITH BARBARA LAYLAND Whose humor, as gay as the firefly's light, Played round every subject, and shone as it played. BRESCI LEONARD There was nothing base or s mall Or craven in his soul's bro cl plang Forgiving all things personal He hated only wrong to man. RUDOLPH WV. LEONHARD - Personified--the soul of common sense. 23

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ALEXANDER REED MCCURDY So glowing for the general good. EVA LOUISE MCGUIRE My tongue within my lips I reing XVho talks too much must talk in vain. JOHN T. MCMAHAN His still the keen analysis . Of men and moodsg electric wit, Free play of mirth, and tenderness To heal the slightest wound from it. LEO MACKIN Strange to the world, he wore a bashful look. ' ROBERT MALL The harder you're thrown, why the higher you bounce. DOROTHY FAY MANESS Nor deem ye that beneath the gentle smile And the calm temper of a chastened m'nd No warmth of passion kindles and no tide Of quick and earnest feeling courses on. ALBERT H. MARKS One who can hear the Decalogue read And feel no self reproach. LUCY BURNS MA RSTELLER Stately and tell she moves in the hall, The chief of a thousand for grace. 25