Macon High School - Oipi Yearbook (Macon, MO)

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.fgw GTFI LETI-IA STEVVART Virtue's blossoms there shall blow, And fear no withering blast. WALDRON JONES Reverend he walked among them And up rose maidens and matrons Hailing his approach With Words of affectionate welcome. LOETA STULTS Why worry about your looks all day, It's lots more fun to sit and play. PAULINE DOCTOR Her very frowns are fairer far Than smiles of other maidens are. LAURENA' EVANS Tis Chastity, my brother, Chastity! She that has that is clad in complete steel. ERNEST SIMPSON His imagination is like the wings of an ostrich- They enable him to live but not to fly. 1922

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ACT III. Scene I. Principal's Office, M. H. S. Sept. '21. , Principal: But how doth it happen that you come so late: The 11ew school year hath already begun. Promising: I had been here sooner, but that-Oh wretched- lad that I am-last year I loitered on the way. Yea, I entered the city of Van- . ity, where I explored the streets of Games, Plays, Dances, Movies and Fair Maidens, and entered into the Valley of Humiliation. Now, how- ever, have I seen my folly, and turned and entered here by the route , of Hard Labor. I urged others in my way to come, but only Hopeful j started, friend Ignorance was wroth. - Q CExeunt, Ourtainj 1 Principal: It is well. Enter upon the last lap of thy journey. I ACT IV. Scene I. Upper Hall, H. S. Day after Graduation. .9 Promising: See, friend Hopeful, this is the reward of our labors , CHolds out Diploma! Behold the Oity of Opportunities and Fortune li now open before us. 5 . Hopeful: Ah, yes! But Ignorance has attained this place in equal il 1. i i 1 i i i haste, for did not the ferryman Vain Hope assist him? Promising: Pmehold! See for thyself his finish! CEven as they W l0Oli,.I,9,'110F?11lC9,1S bound and carried to a door through which he is i - cast into the World of Hard Knocks, where he sinks beneath the over- i powering' current. and they see there is a way to Failure, even from the il Oity of Opportunity and Fortunej COurtain.J llit - , : i Epilogue. I-ii: iii e . . ,ii O true, would I were Promising, , y VVhen landing on the floor, For with the bump I realized My That there were three weeks more! Iii I j Esther Oxley, '22. 1 f il ll fi l li qi 1, 1 Q 1922

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Y ff? CLARA DEMETER Studious is she, and small And she hath a dainty wit MARGARET SHOWEN A gentle spoken lass, With a heart like gold. Can she really be a flirt As we have oft been told MERITT POTTER Sweet and supple, like a Frenchman Ah, voila! BEATRICE HARRIS Fair was she to beholdg This maiden of seventeen summers ZOMA MOORE A woman's work, grave sizs Is never clone. ANISE REYNOLDS Too late I stayed, Forgive the crime, U . nheeded tlew the hours.