Kokomo High School - Sargasso Yearbook (Kokomo, IN)

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Illlllll llliirnrg 1 IKB0R0UBH MEUUil.l. WILSiiX- -HisLiry Mini Civics - (inuluiited fi-om tlie ;r(-ciili( ' lil Ilii;li School. A. R. ].M;m at IiuliMiia Inivt ' i-sil v. I ' hi Pptii K;ili|i;i. Attnidcd (•(ilmiilii.i T iiivpi-sitv. Ass ill III- .f New] II. (i. W(»01 V - .Mathcnialics Academic worl; at tlic Aiailciii.v .-if : fort and Howard C.illc-c in Knki.iiiu. Hcm-ce at Xalioiial X..iiii.-il IniviTsiu iciidcd Clark T-nivci-iiy. I ' lin.ip.-il Xcw London and Knkciiiin Ui li .■ ( KIiITIT AVlMI ' .iiltdrCII West .Middlcli.n and Shcrid-in Miss Windioivini;!! is the conic faculty. Slie played the old u the night of the Y. M. C. A. Hal II FAIiLOW— Enslish Inatcd from the Xew Lnndn at I ' ost graduate work at the Tnix ' cisiiv nf i C(aisin. Taujiht in Central Academy al I ' laiii- field and West Middleton Ili.ah School. Traveled in Ensland and France. The Ko-Hi girls have found her to he an excellent ad- viser. Page Twenty A i;r I .Ml AX Cradnated from the Kokoiim lli li Scluicl. fir.-idnatcd from the Chicago X,,rni,il ScIkm.I nf Physical Education. Physical director in Muncie Y. W. C. A. Another of our faculty who is consi)icuons for her silence. She at- traits attention hy her demure mauner.s and neat appearance.

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Pals Fm k inth or t It iiiiyln - t(Jin;h, ()U iio v. I ' m havin ' pals lurr. (|ii te a fe 1 kinda hate to gn. It aiii t the niakin new I mint Tlie more vou have the Ix-tter, But will they be quite hard to find? And will they suit the letter? The pals I want ' ull be like you, My sorrows lie their sailiu-ss. Their souls the souls of joyous youth. Their words a lilt of gladuess. But ril come back — the Lord knows how — But I ' ll come — just to see you. I ' ll ,8;rasp vour hand and sav ' Id pal. Hello! I ' m hack, how are you? Geokc.e p. Brown. ' 2. ' CiLUUAI (Apologies to Longfellow) I threw a note into the air It fell to the floor, I knew not where. For so swiftly I threw it — my sight Could not follow it in its flight. I breathed a threat iiUo the air It fell on an ear I knew net where; For who has a vision so slrong and keen That it can follow a threat so mean? ' erv soon afterwards in Miss Ward ' s rooiu i saw the note — I was filled with gloom, And the threat I had gi en so keen and low I later fcutid in the fist of a foe. Neil Spurgeon, ' 22. Page Twenty-