Farrell High School - Reflector Yearbook (Farrell, PA)

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1925 Page 17 W1—IE FLECT I. WALTER ACKERMAN, What's all the gaudy glitter of a crown? The way to bliss lies not on beds of down. How long we live, not years but actions tell; The man lives twice who lives the first life well. 2. FLORENCE ARKWRIGHT. We have been gay together; We have laughed at little jests; For the fount of hope was gushing, Warm and joyous, in our breasts. 3. ANTON BAUER. JR. Sometimes I think the things we see Are shadows of the things to be; And ones I vain to see, If still they keep their earthly place. The friends, I hold in my embrace Will linger long With me. 4. ANNE BEHARRY, Through regions remote in vain do I rove. And bid the wide ocean secure me from love. 3. HARRY BERKOWITZ, Soar not too high to fall, but stoop to rise; We masters grow of all that we despise. 6. LUCIEN BURNET, Good is good, wherever taught. On the ground or in the skies! 7. JENNETT BURNS. Thou human humming bee, extracting honey From every blossom in the world that blows. 8. EMMA BOBBY. Think not ambition wise because ’tis brave— The paths of glory lead but to the grave. 9. MARY CARINE, Her song was in mockery of love. And oft I heard her say, “The gathered rose and the stolen heart Can charm but for a day.”

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1925 Page 19 C T O R 1 ,t -,s ’ 10. JOHN CHICCARINO, There is a tide in the affairs of men; When taken at the flood, Lead on to fortune. 11. TWILA COCHRAN. A violet by a mossy stone. Half hidden from the eye; Fair as a star when only one Is shining in the sky. 12. JOHN COLECCHI, Self-knowledge, self-control; These three alone lead men to supreme power. 13. ANNE CHER1NSKY, What ever I have said or sung. Some bitter notes my harp would give, Yea, Tho’ there often seem’d to live A contradiction of the tongue. 14. LOUISE COUSINTINE, A ruddy drop of manly blood The surging sea outweight; The world uncertain, comes and goes. The lover rooted stays. 15. AUGUSTA CRAIG, An idle mind is the devils’ workshop. 16. NATLELA CRAIG, Modesty is the best policy. 17. JOSEPHINE DAY, A maid there is in yonder tower. Who, peeping from her early bower, Half shows, like thee, her simple wile. Her bobbed hair and morning smile. 18. MILDRED DONDERO, To you 'tis given To wake sweet natures untaught lays; Beneath the arch of heaven To chirp away a life of praise. F L E