Dover High School - Swirl Yearbook (Dover, OH)

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o GBiyy i JOHN R. MEDAM Head Janitor There is many a secret he has found out From the numbers of us that are moving about. MRS. TDA HORN Janitress We like the way she chases the dust And wonder how we keep her trust. GEORGE F. HORNING Engineer Firing up the boilers and getting up the steam On a zero morning is not all it might seem. Page seventeen

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MISS ESTHER MILLER Wittenberg College, A.B. History and Algebra Full many a Freshman and Sophomore Of purest ray serene Has been exposed a year or more And left the final truth unseen. r ji a DELMAR LEMMON Muskingum College, A.B. Science and Arithmetic We are afraid that some gentle maid This xylophone artist has found. For at any rate he shows no trait Of passing himself around. yj MISS JOSEPHINE WIBLE Ohio Wesleyan, A.B. Literature and Public Speaking All the day she hears the roars Of our future orators; Some are music, some are noise, But in spite of that there are many joys K J5 T3 L. H. ALEXANDER Oberlin College Music He tries to keep the world in tune, Whether orchestra, chorus, or band, And wherever he is all know very soon That he is in command. • • ym « • • •• MISS DORIS HUBER Oberlin Business College Commercial Striking a balance with figures to spare, Teaching the ones with seldom a care, Planning early and figuring late— That is the way all books are kept straight. •. • MISS FLORENCE ECKERT Thomas Normal School Domestic Science The same old story in the same old Way-Compounding meals three times a day; Her work may not be a regular riot, But at least she seems to thrive on the diet. Page sixteen

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THE ROUGHRIDERS (Bret IIarte) Hark! I hear the tramp »f thousands. And of armed men the hum : I-o! a nation s hosts have gathered Round the quick-alarming drum— Saying. “Come, Freemen, come! Kre your heritage he wasted. said the quick-alarming drum. “Let me of my heart take counsel: ar is not of Life the sum: ho shall stay and reap the harvest When the autumn days shall come?” But the drum Echoes, “Come! Death shall reap the braver harvest.” said the solemn-sounding drum “But when won the coming battle, What of profit springs therefrom? What if conquest, subjugation, Even greater ills become?” But the drum Answered, “Come! You must do the sum to prove it,” said the ankee-answering drum. Page eighteen