John A Johnson High School - Maroon Yearbook (St Paul, MN)

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Senior Ellllmnm HELEN KRANZ: Let Fido chase his tail all day, Let kitty play at tag, I have no time to throw away, Why! all the school would lag. ALOYSIUS SPELLACY: Silence, people say, is golden: Speech is just a golden brick. ADELLA WARDRUM: Did you ever hear her say a thing out- side of class? DALE ANDERSON: He was as naughty as ever a boy could hope to be. HAROLD LINDERE: Ohl why should life all labor be? MYRTLE CARLSON! No matter what they say, We all know she can play. MARC-UERITE VAN ALLEN: A psyche knot she always wears, And sometimes has the worst daymares. HARRY ANDREASON: An early breakfast he must munrh, To get it down inntime for lunch.

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llffllwi 'T' ' Seniors' Hlllmnm MILDRED BROCKMAN: Mildred now, Mildred ever, Brockman now, but not forever. Rov KQRFHAGE: I know it is a sin For me to sit and grin. ANNA LINDGRENZ High marks don't seem to have ajected her at all-see how pleasant she seems! FLORENCE PETERSON: O dainty duck! 0, dear! ORRIN LEE: Handsome apples are sometimes sour. MILDRED LINDA:-n.: I love to wind my mouth up, I love to hear it go. EVELYN WALLGREN: School interferes with her social life, so she takes it as easy as possible. FREDERICK THIERS: A scientist he tries to be, As every one with eyes can see.

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SSIMOIE' Hlllbidlm VERA NORBERG: It's the little things that tell. LESTER PALMER: Halfback on the football team And all the way back in his studies. ADOLPH HOFFMANN: Sixteen years old and loves a Senior! EuzABE1'H Arlcms: She is so tall, That if she'd Llall, While in the ll, She'd hit us all. Paonna ERICKSON2 She reminds one of iron oxide. Cuu. Ns1.soN: They told us he was kind of funny, So that is why 'tis written here, see? MYRTLE NELsoN: gf she has a little shadow, t's the shadow of a shadow.