Rensselaer High School - Chaos Yearbook (Rensselaer, IN)

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ORABELLE KING ”Ora Wetattr Literary Society. Her cheeks Ilk-' apple which the mn had rudded.” AGNES HOWE Ban ' Wet ter Literary Society. Give u n taste of your quality.” LUCY BRUSNAHAN Bru y” Lincoln Literary Society. With mirth and Inuichter. let old wrinkle come.” ARCHIE LEE Archibald” Lincoln Literary Society. •It nu always hi tudy to have a few want a poml-We in himself and to do all the mod he OOUkl to other OWEN SIMONS •'NUT' Lincoln Literary Society. There- no art to find the mind - construction in the face. RUSSEL VAN ARSOEL Weboter Literary Society “I care not for the world VERA WE8T Verann” I.lneoln Literary- Society. All my klll shall be honest lau hter.” ESTHER WISEMAN Bather'- Llncoln Literary Society. Those who know her beat, like her boat. PAUL WORLAND Gin Lincoln Literary Society. •Smokln I my forte, smokln I my fortr-e : for tl better to smoke here than here- after. ROBERT PLATT Bob Webater Literary Society. Just ar the a e. -twl t boy and youth, when I hot I speech. amt speech I truth. PACK THIRTY-ONK yr

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IONE ZIMMERMAN lyah Wtteltr Literary Society. Her air. her manners. all who m admired. courteous tho coy. and gentle tho retired. GLEN SWAIN Swim Lincoln Literary Society, lIlKhniichts hejiad and wit »t d seldom still.' hts ton kuc FLORENCE JACKS Florence Webster Literary 8ocietjr. She's not forward. but modest ns the dove. KENNETH McCLANAHAN Mao Lincoln Literary Society. Reiter tore than never.” MARIE WASSON Mnrlo Lincoln Literary Society. The Kenlleneas oI nil of the icod ko with thee. VICTOR HOOVER -Vlo Lincoln Literary 8oclety. From the table of my memory I wipe away all thots of books” BLANCHE OTT Lincoln Literary Society. “Avoid popularity; It hna many snares and no real b»r ent». PEARL McCONNAHAV Prarf Webster Literary Society. 8llence I the moat perfect herald of Joy.” GAYLORD LONG Shorty Welxster Literary Society. Renone my cares! I Ktvo you to the winds. GEORGE PA'jqut ' Squint y- ■Th?'world TL. , Tu es, r ”.n°,hln — - ' ■ ■ — PAGF. THIRTY

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HELEN WORLAND '•Helen” Webster Literary Society. How shall I do to love? He-lleve. I low shnll I do to believe? Love. EVA COEN Eva Lincoln Literary Society. Silence I golden.” HELEN KE5SINGER Helen Lincoln Literary 8oclety. Her fair discourse how been n sugar making the hard way sweet and delectable. MARY PULLINS Mary” Lincoln Literary Society. Simple maiden, void of art. VENA HAYWORTH Webster Literary Society. A maid most mild nnd truest •feel.” JAMES WARNER Jim Web ter Literary Society. I am but a tcafherer nnd dls-poser of other men's stuff. RUSSEL WARREN Newt Weteter Literary Society. • Would there were more men like this one. PAUL NORMAN Sandy Webster Literary Society. Even a hair may cast shallow. FRED PUTTS Frit CECIL LEE Sic Lincoln Literary We’ll hear of ■tally papers. Society, him In our Webster Literary 8ocloty. It I more easy to be wise for others than for ourselves. PACIK THIRTY-TWO