Courtland Union High School - La Perita Yearbook (Courtland, CA)

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1 DOROTHY MOECKEL- My fauorite flower is-Sweet William. STEPHANIE PAULO- A mind at peace with all below, A heart whose love is innocent. WILLIAM GWERDER-- When thou are old, there's grief enough for thee. MITSUKA TADSUDA- Gather ye rosebuds while ye may, Old Time is still a-flying. HENRY ICHAMURI- And, I would that my tongue could utter The thoughts that rise in me. IEleven1

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lTen1 H PAUL MYERS- Self-reuerence, self- knowledge, self-con- trol, These alone lead life to sovereign power. ' VIRGIE REDDICK- My true-love hath my heart, and I have his. CLINTON DEAN- He heard it, but he heeded it not -his eyes Were with his heart, and that was far away. ELMER HINSDALE- Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will. To strive, to seek to find. and not to yield. GLADYS SMITH- Teach' me to feel another's woe, To hide the fault I see.

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