Hanover High School - Hanoverian Yearbook (Hanover, MA)

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THE HANOVERIAN XXXXXXXXXXXXXXNYY Y NYYXNYNNNXXXXXXXXXXXXXX illrmhmrn CLASS OFFICERS President ROBERT DARLING L71-Cf'-P'l'6Sf6Z'f?lZl' HILDA BARCLAY Secretary ELIZABETH MAGOUN Trreasurer MILDRED DESROS HES Baltrenas, Jennie Barclay. Hilda Bray, Eunice Brooks, Gladys Bubin, Emily Cleveland, Evelyn Darling, Robert Desroshes, Mildred Flavell, Corrine Flavell, Marguerite Fitts, Albert Gooch, Agnes Gulbin, Elvira Henderson, Ethel Johnson, Mary Krasausk, john Leary, Fred Leary, Katherine Magoun, Elizabeth Mahoney, John Merrill, Dwight Nichols, Lawrence i'PElI'lll6lltCl', Albert Prouty, Burt Rubicus, Vity Ryther, Lincoln Schniecler, Elizabeth Shaw, Eugenia Thrasher, Elsie Thrasher, Thomas Townsend, Mfary Young, William. Zin illllvmnriam EDYTHE HANSEN Scholar-Friend- Christian 1913 - 1928

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