Dakota High School - Talebearer Yearbook (Dakota, IL)

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ivlfcn' YY:-F , 1 V '.:. ' 5' ' wif, l ' Opal Long If I can' stop one heart from breaking, I shall not live in t vain. y ' Robert Meade 1 vowed ends I would dedicate l my power to thee and thine... Robert Melnert Sing we for love and idleness, Hlf nothing else is worth the y c John Mulhall wb Betty Neus chwander , Dorothy Neuschwandor ' Jeanne Ncuschwander , l w ,tl Joy ce Niblo H Lois Reuber fl it Marilyn Reuber Cleo Schradermeier l w f Paul Schwarze t Mary Sieber havings ' His presence is you beg him not enchantment, to go. an influence my heart like Before her runs fleet that bows barley bending. Ten years together without yet a cloud, they seek each others eyes at intervals. And yet, dear heart, remem- bering thee, am I not richer than of old. Gone with her little chin thrust ahead of hor and her soft hair u blowing careless from under a wide hat. Ch fair and stately maid whose eye was kindled in the upper sky. One life of so much consequence that I for it would pay. He was a gentleman from sole to crown. clean favored and im- perially slim. Soldier, rifle, brown khaki - is your blood as happy so. A queen lived to the South and sunshine was her hair.

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1 Y-of-37 ---,N51--, ...a -1, if if 5 'iff ir! u ' FAMOUS FIRST LINES Bill Angle Evddine Barr Robert Barr Henry Bastian Harold Bordner Jeon Dornink Donald Fluogel Lorene Gramley Leland Hutchison Norms Kaiser Robert Keister Violette Keister Donald Kurtz Margaret Lohmeier Oh World, I can not hold thee close enough. Look st her, there she sits upon her throne as ladylike 8.3 O. Illlfle I mean to have but modest needs, such as content and heaven. To endure for a little, to endure and have done. I am as big for me, he said, as you are big for you. Fsithless am I save to 1ove's self alone, Oh little head of gold! Oh candle of thy house! Dark eyed - eh woman of my dreams. I am tired of brick and stone and rumbling wdgon's wheels, What soft cherubic creatures these gentlewomen are. Forbidden fruit a flavor has. In her is the end of breeding, her boredom is exquisite and excessive. No rack can torture me, my soulfs at liberty. Her brain within its groove, runs evenly and true,

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li' 1 ef,s'f--ini lub-G 'lr' Clarice Stubbs Floyd Thomas Fred Virtue Roy Wilke Beauty of a richer vein, graces of u subtler strain. I love my life, but not too well to give it to thee.,.,. Still he fluttered pulses when he said ngoodmorningn and he glittered when he walked. And all I ask is a merry yarn from a laughing fellow rover,