Jacksonville High School - Crimson J Yearbook (Jacksonville, IL)

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 tit ANI TOS Green H. Hadden Gilpin Gish Greenleaf Grimsley J. Hadden Hankins Goveia Grogan Hapke Graubner Guess IIakhir ATHENA GEANETOS In the simple style of the ancient Greeks, In the artistic temperament of one who dramatically speaks. MARY GILPIN Pin it on with colors, we’re gein’ to town, A steady heart like hers will never let you down. HELEN GISH Tininess, tidiness. And a great big sweetness. LORENA GOVEIA Darkness of eyes and hair. And ever a lovely smile to spare. MARJORIE GRAUBNER She was a goin' with a college frosh. And bosh! She jilted him. WILLIAM GREEN He's not green in any way. Except maybe women’s ways. ROBERT GREENLEAF Hercules from thee an ever-migSty arm. But there’s the alarm, for Jean. MILFORD GRIMSLEY Physics is so difficult. And it doesn't help to have wavy hair. MARJORIE GROGAN A successful student must be an in- dustrious one. But also she must be fun. ANETTA GUESS Can you guess why her laugh is so soft and light? Can you guess where her thoughts do fly? Can you guess? HELEN HADDEN A side-long look out of a snappy eye Always enhances the beauty of anv sky. JOHN HADDEN Tall and dark. With a growing spark of genius. MARYLOU HANKINS Slender hands and a neat appearance Mark her difference from all others. ROY HAPKE Beer and pretzels, Jewsbury pie. Make him the hapkiest guy you’ll spie. GEORGE HARBER Har! Har! He can’t be a bore, ’Cause he harbors a sense of humor. 3|NININIfJ T uenly-tix nJrgJrUreJraJniirjnilizJnlraJrsifaJrUtsJfTJraJfalfaJj

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 HILDA EMMONS M—M, is ii good? I’ll tell you why, With perfection she caught our m’s on the sly. CURTIS ENGELMAN A man in name, a man in gait. He’s one o' those J. H. S. heavy- weights. MARY ESKEW A shrilled horn, a group of giggling girl . And the gang was out for a round of whirls. COLEMAN ESSEX Coleman’s cartoons, his caricatures. Will always lure our admiration. BETTYE JANE EYRE Betty Boop can’t beat your time, ’Cause she hasn’t such a resourceful line. MAXINE FERGUSON Walk a bit, talk a bit. Then ask for a twit, and you have it. BERNADINE FISHER Can we fish 'er from her jolly Love of the wonderful folly? MARGARET FITZSIMMONS There is still—to make the world cheery— A laugh, and a gesture to lighten the dreary. JOHN FLANAGAN A level glance into the problem Will solve any unsolved one. MARGUERITE FOSTER Glimmering gold from a yellow sun. Keeps all the fellows on the run. ARMIN’ FRICKE He who can eternally smile Shall live forever. BERNADINE FRYE Frye for breakfast. Frye for food, Frye for everything that’s good. ARTHUR GALLOWAY Who stole my Gal-a-way? DOROTHY GANGER Small and neat. And she knows how to treat—the boys. MARY GAUSE Gause never hides or deceives. But graciously receives knowledge. Turnty-fite FdrdrdidrdidfdrdidrdraJiatarai fgJrar

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