Central High School - Almanac Yearbook (Toledo, OH)

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Come you this afternoon. -Mr. Stuart to his favorites. Oh dearer, sweeter spot than all the rest.-Mrs. Davis's room. Friends, I come not here to talk.-Michigan visitors. It Would talk, Lord, how it would talk!-Lily Feitz,'99. Changed is the child of sin Now he's the once was thinj Grave, with a double chin, Blest be his fat form.-Hade. I am by promise tied.-Paudie Duncan. A matron old, whom we school mistress name, Who boasts unruly beats with birch to tame. -Miss Krueger. I-Ier pretty feet like snails did creep.-Nellie Babcock. In wit a man, simplicity a child.-August Marx. Come, dear children, let us away, Down and away, below. -Mr. Ballon to freshmen, after singing. Now, wherefore stopst thou me?-Senior to Mrs. Davis. Dids't ever say, Lo, I forget? -Cecelia. A cooke they hadde with hem for the lnones.--Arabella Lipscombe. Thomas fmusingj: They'll speak of me in years to come, In cottage, chronicle and tale. And Frenche she spake, after the style of Stratford atte Bowe, For Frenche of Paris was to her unknowe.-Miss Ritchie. So light of foot, so light of spirit.-Deo. W., '99. There is none like her, none.-Bessie Gannan. A harmless animal of peculiar pugilistic propensities. -Belford. Feet like gems on an English green.-Nettleman, '99. Without a parallel.-Schreiber's legs. So innocent arch, so cunning simple.-Florence Keil- holtz, '99. I am not lean enough to be thought a good student.- Edith Whittlesey. What's in a name?-Orsalina Schmeltz.

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Much may be made of man if he be caught young.- Oscar Schreiber. The carroty love-locks which covered his head, She never called red, But auburn instead. -Mary Test. Fancy, to iind her likeness, Earth and skies would vainly sweep. -Ruth Arbuckle, '99. Acreature, fond and changing, fair and vain.-Ruth Brockway, '99. God tempers the wind to the shorn lamb.-Richard son, 'OO. Blessings on thee, little man.-Chauncey Anderson. 'Tis but a peevish boy, yet he talks well.-Carl Mathias, '99. One whose meek flock the people joyed to be.-Prof. Knott. As brown in hue as hazel-nuts, and sweeter than the kernels.-Bertha Blackmon, '99. And stretched and swelled themselves nigh to bursting, to utter bulky words.-Senior Orators. The little boy plays the big fiddle.-Will Worrell. I ought to have my way in everything, and what's more, I will, too.-Maude Houghton. Dazzle my eyes, or do I see Two glorious sons of chancery?-Griffdn and Gotter,'99. To love her was a liberal education.-Miss Krueger. Gonspicuous by absence.-Blank. I wonder you will still be talking.-Arabella, '99. This gentleman is learned, and a most rare speaker.- Mons. Roi. God bless thy lungs, good knight.-C. V. Brown. As true as truest horse, that yet would never tire.- Greek ponies. ' There they'll talk you dead.-Dems. and Phils.

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Sacred and sweet was all I saw in her.-Antoinette. When I said I would die a bachelor, I did not think I should live till I were married.-Mr. Eberth. She excels each mortal thing, Upon the dull earth dwelling.-Miss Ritchie. Thus we have grown together, like a double cherry.- Jay and August. There's many a blue, blue eye, they say, But none as blue as thine.-Will Fague. Was ever book containing such vile matter so fairly bound?-Psychology. Some may come and some may go, But I stay here forever.--Grace Vrooman. - How happy could I be with either Were t'other dear charmer away.-Ida Taylor. A good place to learn modern dishwashing-Chemistry Room. My strength is as the strength of ten.-John Cork- ery, 'O1. Oh, but she will love him truly, He shall have a cheerful home, She will order all things duly, When beneath his roof they come. -Bessie Norris. A full, rich nature free to trust.-Ethel McKisson, 'O1. You cannot think what a rogue she is, so fond of fun and frolic.-Nina Bowman. Learn to talk slow, all other graces will follow in their proper places.-Charles Lewis, '01. A prodigy of learning.-Earl Otis, '01, From deep thought himself he rouses.-John Taylor, '01. Take courage.-Chauncey, '0l. He was never intimate with any scholar's book. -Frank Mettler, '01. Such a witch for fun and nonsense you never saw.- Marie Walbridge. The teacher he did irritate, 'Till they could scarcely tolerate His presence in the room. -Max Sanger, 'O1.