Maysville High School - Bulldog / Calx Yearbook (Maysville, KY)

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A. SENIOR CLASS 'v CEEORGE HUTCHISON Why Is there such a Thing as work-Why can't I Play and dream and drift the rest of My life? MARGARET JANUARY Petite, Eager to do What she thinks best. One thing she does and does it well Attraets. HELEN KING Beauty So rare . . . so pure The birds would hush their song To gaze upon so fair a one As Helen. VYELMA KING Rare grace, A smile for all, So neat and prim is she,' Never be late is her motto . . Oh, yeah! I6

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OPAL GREENHOW Opal In you the lost Virtue of modesty- Your soul-shimmering in the darh Is seen. NIINNIE HARRISON Love Of a thousand Treasurezl things could not Compare the love that you have for A friend. ANNA LEE HUGHES Precise, With silent steps She comes into our hearts, Her winning way is hound to stay With us. GEORGE HUNSICKER A larl' Soaring high, sang A note that reached earth, and then A chorus of music poured out-a bird? Just George. A SENXIOR CLASS V I5

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HELEN MORRIS Smile! Your eyrs of blue Lift us to lzfafven awhile. We earthly mortals plead, IiIElFlI. .lust smile. HERIXIAN PAWSAT And lol In a rrimson flash Of sjrlenzlor Herman appears. A modern Samson is he, but u'l1erf's Delilah? NV1LL1AM POLLOCK So shy- zlrouna' him lingers fl hrrath of air so pure That though we see him not, we lfnou It's Bill. NIARY NIARTHA PURDON Not as A star that shines hfhen all the world is dark . . . But if-vm in the brightest light You gleam. A SENIOR CLASS V 17