Oran High School - Oranite Yearbook (Oran, MO)

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li? 5 5 fm'T1i1'-ml ii51mmlmmm5HW .WL,mnwQmEwmm u 1QW Qoreword Where the Ozarks descend into the plains, where the fra- grance of flowers in gorgeous array is wafted over the valley by the gentle zephyrs, where the bees sip the nectar of the clover, where the birds warble sweely at morning and soothingly in the twilight, where waving fields of grain are in abundance and sun- kissed fruits abound, where boys and girls indulge in the Light of Knowledge, there you will find the peaceful little City of Oran. l E l lv l 1 s 5 . If L,f'31111m-Jmffw mqumm nnpnmmmpmimmmmmmimimmgngiimwwunlilnumnuuiilmunun rnumnuuuxmuimrmnmuuum'nmnlmlr-n1muu...n.v5 pw A.nuuu,n.l i.m.u. , Y .V ' fifkffi i Af 5f A i iW.iumTuFllnuull..u nm.imuunmm1nm.nE1Tlh.numnw'mml5-iiu..l.nu .lu ff

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QQl!WM'UWUE'W!WWUmE EW lEWWUEWElWEUET Wmm HH1Wmmm Jllma qD6lICI' There's a spot in my heart which can ne'er be fill'd A link which joins me to the past, A whisp'ring in my mind which can ne'er be still'd, Which I must adhere to at last. A beautiful scene of yesterday comes to me, Which almost fills my eyes with tears, The scene will always be before me constantly, And will remain through all the years. Dear old Alma Mater, dear old Alma Mater, To-night I am thinking of you, Constantly, incessantly thinking of you, dear, And the day I bid you adieu. I see before me the same old familiar class On that sober commencement dayg I cannot, and will not, banish that scene. Alas. May the memory always stay. Lm1ulmunmm.iuM1nTllL'ifmiinmiuTmuili1EmIiirufiiiniilrililmfni' 5:5 ' villain -n Tun I.-D 'num 3 .1 . ,- i '--.c.,,1,Q,'e '