Charlotte High School - Delphian Yearbook (Charlotte, MI)

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o o Q o v '21 Ames, Hattie Andrews, Ruby Benedict, Madaleen Bosworth, Myron Bottomley, Luona Brown, Clara Brugh, Lawrence Catlin, Helen Clay, Ilene Clay, Ruby Conant, Thelma Cushing, Beulah Cushing, Irene Cushing, Zelma Dawson, Chas. Dean, Dorothy Dunning, Noel Earl, Gerald Estelle, Bryinna Fast, Marian Flaherty, Dolores Force, Howard Gilbert, Emilie Gillette, Bernice Green, Katherine JUNIOR CLASS OFFICERS CLYDE Kx'r'ro, President JUNE BIOYER Vice-President I DOROTIIY REDICK Secretarz 3 1 FLOYD PERRY, Treasurer JUNIOR ROLL Hancock, Robert Harrington, Ion Heisler, Sylvia Hice, Bernard . Hoedemaker, Edward Horn, Leora Huey, Margaret Kimmer, Lida Kitto, Clyde Knight, Homer McConnell, Melverna McDonald, Blanche LaBair, Isabel Martin, Agnes - Martin, Arlin Marsh, Frank Mason, Bernice Michel, Amelia Michel, Julius Moore, Julia Moyer, June Near, Jolm Olson, Donald Ottney, Paul Perry, Floyd Peters, Dewitt Phillips, Helen Pifer, Nora Pryor, VVayne Redick, Dorothy Reid, Agnes Rogers, Lewis Ross, Wallace Sassaman, Franklyn Sassaman, Leah Sattler, Doris Sevy, Zehna Shaull, Richard Sherman, Mildred Slaughter, Jay Snore, Lora Smith, Nora Southworth, Alan Spicer, Louisa Thornton, John Trescott, Bernice VValsh, Grace VVa1-ren, Alice VVilton, Ruth Vifinslow, Sylvia Page Thirty-One

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Delpbian '21 . . . . . Page Thirly-Two '21 Perfect June! the kind of day lVhen the poet builds his lay, WVhen the care-free robin sings, And the cool, refreshing springs Bubble out their ripples clear, Telling all that Heav'n is near, And the sun, at height of noon, Tells us that ere rise of moon VVe shall pass beyond these gates Of our High School-Graduates. An assurance, sw-eet to hear- And, at first, it tempts our ear For a life that's free from school, f And its ever endless role. But, upon a moment's thought VVe must leave those. friends we've wrought YVe must bid them all good-by, High School, teachers, all-good-by Hard to leave those walls of gray, Vllhere- in our work was mingled play Hard to leave those guarded halls VVhere the footstep, echoing, falls. But our eyes to future turn- Then our hearts these days shall yearn And those care-free days of yore, Days of '21, no more!