Reedsburg High School - Gleaner Yearbook (Reedsburg, WI)

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furpic and ETHEL M. MALLON—“Pennie.” “To err is human, to kiss divine.” HUBERT G. WEIDMAN— Satan.” President B. of C. 2. Basket Ball. “’Tis better to have loved and lost. Than never to have to have loved ai all.” LOUISE G. HASS—“Gus” Vice President Oratorical Association. “’Tis better to -have loved them all, Than never to have loved at all. HERBERT MILLER—“Frosty. “Shine by thy own light.” ELIZA G. WHITTY- “Shamrock. “Here’s to the maid of Irish race, With gladness beaming all over her face.’

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Til? Purple aivd ISTliite CATHERINE BISHOP—“Kitty.” “Few things are impossible to diligence and skill.” FLOYD J. DkBARR—“Joker.” President of B. of C. Debator. “I am no orator as Brutus is, but as you all know, a plain, blunt man.” ruth e. McCarthy. “None can express thee, tho’ all do approve thee.” HAROLD HOSLER—“Tubby.” Debator. “Behold the child, pleased with a rattle, tickled with a straw.” FRANCES M. FISH. Valedictorian. “Bow down thy ears and hear the words of the wise.”

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TiV© .Purple and IflTkiie LESLIE N. JONES—“Casey.” President Forum 3. Basket Ball. “To do his duty, prompt at every call.” HAZEL M. HINDES—“Hinie.” President Delphia 2. “Laugh and the world laughs with you. » SENIOR RHYME T.ie Seniors sat in the oftico And their hearts beat quick and fast, As they fell to talking and wondering If all of them had passed. I here was Martin with his note book In which he’d kept the score Of his History recitations When sixty eight or more. Kthel and her | ennies That she coined in Physics Lab. “Torchy” who can work the teachers With his native wit and gab. Harold Hosier in the corner Held down an easy chair As he always does in classes For to rise he’d never dare. Odessa thought she failed in Kngl sh Wished she’d harder tried. Anna feared a like disaster At thot of which she cried. Joaepha. Emily and Frances Headed the faithful few Who had won laurels through the four years To their delight ami the teachers too. So the Seniors sat and | ondered Wondering of their fate ’Till Prof. Olson and his sheep skins Entered at a rapid gait. Just who won the sheep skins ’Tis now too soon to say. You’ll find out if you’re present On the thirty-first of May.