Girls High School - Yearbook (Reading, PA)

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Class of 1922 == February ANNETTE B. AUMAN This dainty little lass with bobbed hair has a smile for everyone. She is not as quiet and bashful as she looks. You should sec her roll her eyes. Nettie is fond of day-dreaming. I wonder why. RUTH N. BACH Our Ruth has finally grown up, for now she wears puffs Tell us, Ruth, why are you so fond of church affairs? HELEN M. BAISCH Helen is a good-hearted” sort of person, but really that is not a bit surprising. She is with a Goodhart” MAE BARD “The dew that on the violet lies Mocks the dark lustre of thine eyes.” BATES This thin??? little maiden we all adore ’cause she's always happy. That’s what she's here for. so much. ADELAIDE R. j6

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to the purple flower, “If you love the Princess Silver-Bell, jump into the Coral Sea as soon as you feel yourself becoming: a mortal.” Whether the Prince needed this advice, I cannot say but when! the liquid was poured on the roots of the flower and the Prince Malji stood upon the land again, he hesitated not an instant to fling himself back into the beautiful waters. Of course, you can guess the rest, but to be sure, I shall tell you all about it. The Prince Malri and Princess Silver-Bell now rule the deep sea folk of the Coral Sea and if you should ever find a spot in your travels in the world that you know is more beautiful than anything you have ever heard of, you know that you are l x king on the Coral Sea. Of course, you are a mortal and can’t see the silver palace but it is probably still there and the reign of love and peace are there too among the peaceful white water lilies. THE CASTLE ON THE HILL Caroline Fox, ’22 Feb. There is a castle,—cold and drear. That stands on yonder hill. Oft times in fear, strange sounds I hear. Come echoing o’er the rill. Strange owls, they hoot at dead of night After the birds have fled. And still that echo seems to ring, “Dead, dead, ’tis dead!” The ivy green with a steadfast cling Creeps up the mouldering wall; And strange odors rise to the deep blue skies, As I tread through the gloomy hall. The roof is covered with velvety moss; Yet no other home can fill The place in my heart, which now in part, Is the castle’s on the hill.

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EDITH K. COLEMAN Very sweet and agreeable; easy to get along with and always ready for a good time. Ask her whose name begins with “A.” DOROTHY BECHTEL Dot, one of the sunniest girls of Feb. 22, Studies her books well thru' and thru;’ But in other respects, I think you’ll agree She's a baseball fan to the letter Z. MARY LOUISE BYRNE CLEMINA A. BRICKER Clemina is very fickle, and especially fond of “Jacks’ and “Stutz’s.” She has a new object of admiration every few weeks. ELSIE BUCHER And what is so rare as a night in June With a little lake and a silvery “moon;” Then, they take out their little bark canoe. The one with room for only two. Silence is golden, but when it becomes too dense it shows stupidity. And our Mary is by no means stupid. Her greatest expectation is to be re-christened Patricia” and to race her Ford-to-be. Her pet expression is “Why-uh, I don’t know.” 17