Cloverdale Union High School - Spectator Yearbook (Cloverdale, CA)

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Isabel Johnson, ‘17. “Blue eyed and fair of face.” Goldie Hale, ‘l(i. “Maiden with the fair, brown tresses Shading o‘er thy dreamy eye.” Helen Carrie, 16. “Thy light laughter rings as clear As water drops I love to hear.” Henry Wiedersheim, ‘18. “And on his lips there played a smile As holy, meek and faint As lights in some cathed¬ ral isle The features of— a saint.”

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Aitrirnt feting Quam Tempus Fugit! Ancient tho this department is, we are sure that you will find it interesting. It is a well known fact that “we were all small once” but those of us who do not become acquainted with our companions till after they have passed that stage, often wonder what kind of small people they were. For this reason we have procured as many photos as possible for this department, to give our readers a slight knowledge of what we once were. Harold Thompson, ‘17. “Fatigued he sinks into some pleasant lair Of wavy grass and reads a debonair And gentle tale of love and languishment.” Hazel Lea, 17. “This lovely child, blithe, innocent and free, She spends a happy time with little care.”

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ML Lorraine Kruse, 1 H. “Her looks were like flower in May, Her smile was like the summer morn.” Clara Orr, ‘16. “There’s many a black, black eye they say But none so bright as thine.” Fred Vadon, ‘18. “Behold the child among his new-born blisses, The six years darling.” Melvin Hall, ’17. “How meek so’er he seem. No keener hunter after glory breathes.”