Morris High School - Yearbook (Bronx, NY)

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lfi'lllllWllllllm,,. J' A N ll lt, I I I H ,If ,lull 5 l lflill ll illHiill:,gmll,lgull mx J 'l if if l 1lll'llllWH ' Gthese we spiss 'll asf: A Nou-...U 15,- THE Evander Childs High School has taken from our midst these friends: GILBERT S. BLAKELY HELEN F. HEUERMANN CORA E. PINGREY ELIZABETH H. BLISS 'THOMAS C. HUGHES TERESE M. ROSENTHAL LOUIS B. COHN HENRY W. KEIGWIN JOHN B. SCHAMUS. SILVIE DE G. COSTER BIAURICE LEVINE MAX SCHONBERG CLAYTON G. DURFEE ADOLPHUS A. LIPPE CHARLES W. SEIDLER MAUDE A. EDMUNDS BERTI-IOLD LIPSCHUTZ BARNET SHAPIRO M. MORITZ GREDITZER ISABEL L. MERCHANT JOSEPH WILLIAMS JESSE H. HALIGY' HENRY I. NORR- CHARLES A. NVIRTH lViARGARET M. IIALL A. EVERETT PETERSON CAROLINE YOUNG-I'IIGH Mr. Hugh Laughlin has left us to become principal Of Public School 32, Mr. Peter A. Schvvartzenbaeh has been transferred to DeVVitt Clinton High School. Miss Suzanne A. lValker has been retired. Miss May Brunkhurst has resigned to become Mrs. O. A. Morehouse and Miss Kate E. Holden has resigned to become Mrs. C. WV. Rice. ,1Fait ann suftlp, mp wastetsf Gihese he men nf nut felluwshipe Qlall a healthe jlnt, since we have been kinu, ann hety guna ,1'r'tienDs, they shall nut leane us with: out a wish uf QIJUU will. Su, at least, we wish them what they wish fmt themselhes, ann that is hnpeful Sttife ann blameless weate, which is tn sap one wntu, Lifes' jlatefpeswell, ,1Ftie11tus. 14 ,., .

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