Fosdick Masten Park High School - Chronicle Yearbook (Buffalo, NY)

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THE CHRONICLE RUTH L. CRAWFORD A horse, a horse, my kingdom for a ponyI LILLIAN C. DECHERT God's in his heaven AII's right with the worIcI. WINIFRED H. DEFLER I only speak right on, and on, and On... DOROTHY F. DIDLEY Thank God for the sun, the moon, and Dorothy DidIey. FREDERICK W. DIENER TI'io' he to triI:Iing may cIescencIg He still himself is in the encI. DONALD L. DIIVIICK Ott in wild applause his name has been exaItecI. IRENE DOBROWALSKA We call it onIy pretty Irene's way. MARIE C. DOERR A daughter of the gocI's, divineIy taII, And most CIivineIy fair. NORIVIA E. DRAKE IVIy wealth is health, and perfect ease CARYL R. DUTTON To excel, is to IiveI I

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THE C H R O N I C L. E. ARTHUR E. BUDDENHAGEN A man he seems of cheerful yesterdays and C0l1Hdent tornorrovvs-I. HARRIETT E. BUDDENHAGEN She is the type of those meek charities, which make up half the nobleness of life. JOHANNA T. BUECKING perfect woman-nobly planned To warm, to comfort, and commandlu HA ALFRED A. BUERGER HA prodigy in Greek. GERTRUDE E. BUSSE Thar that is, is. DWIGHT BUTTERFIELD At IVIasten I'm an important factor, An actorl an actor! an actor! JEANNE. BYRNE And the best of all ways To lengthen our days Is to steal a few hours from the night, my dear. 1. EVELYN O. CHADWICK IVIocIesty is a candle to thy merit. EDNA A. COON Then it would talk-Good gods how it would talk. THELIVIA VIRGINIA CASSABOON Elusive as an elfin trumpet Or rainbow treasure.

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THE C H R O N I C L E MARVIN C. EDMONDS A goodly sort of fellow. MARCUS ENGELMANN I-Iim for the studious shade kind nature formed. MILDRED ESHBAUGH Her talk is like stream that runs With rapid change from rock to roses JULIUS E. ESTRY A Worthy tongue in a race MILDRED E. FARREN As Clear as day, As fathomless as night! it ROBERT E. FELLOWS There was a little man And he had a little soul But by his deeds, he IVIade up his size tenfoId. GEORGE C. FERRAND Loyalty is becoming to his nature. BENJAMIN FRIEDIVIAN Why work later? It is time to pIay.' HELEN A. FUTTERER I-Iow fading are the joys we dote upon. ALMA G. GEBHARDT Arid then at last our bliss Full and perfect is.