Fairbury Cropsey High School - Crier Yearbook (Fairbury, IL)

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JO ANN HUBER The night is long that never finds the day. BERNARD KELSON What made me love you? MARGARET KILLIAN What peace this is that thy tongue keeps. BEVERLY KING Love, whose month is ever May. GENEVA McGUIRE What is mine is yours, and what is yours is mine. COLLEEN MOSER Not I, Believe me!9 DIANE MOULTON Our wooing doth not end like an old play, Jack hath not Jill.

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FRED FELDMAN, JR. Forever a society man, BETTY JEAN FRYE Is she not a modest young lady? BARBARA GOEMBEL Pray you, stand farther from me, ROSEMARY GRACE You amaze me! SHIRLEY HALL I cannot find him. BEVERLY HARMS Say that I say so. ROBERT HOFFMAN Will it serve for any model to build mischief on?' IDA HOFMANN Ay, are you thereabouts?

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SHIRLEY PAYNE Hither we goest.“ EARL PETERS “I feed myself with most delicious poison.“ FRANK PRATT “Give us the place alonelm JOANNE RATHBUN From her shall read the perfect ways of honor. ELMER READLE As he is slow he is sure. NANCY ROGERS “Silence is the perfectest herald of joy.“ CORINNE ROTH “Vfhen I was green in judgment JERRY SCHAHRER “O' despiteful lovel I nconstant womankind.