Rockford High School - RHS Yearbook (Rockford, IL)

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THE R. H. S. ANNUAL 331 I recognize Nilson of former day, A physical director of the Y. M. C. A. Head waiter at the Jarvis Inn, Picking up Crumb's, Brown's worn qui Our Francie Judd and A nes Williams te thin. g Have been to help the foreign missions. As nurses o'er the sea they go To aid alike both friend and foe. In the dazzling light of the footlights glare, Stands Myra Banks, an actress fair. Under her parent's lowering frown, Our Helen Crumb has turned quite Br As tutor of our Highty Grace And Junior Mabel, our scapegrace. Eva Garver lost her youth And is a wretched sight in truth. Adams has lost quite all sense, But still retains his eloquence. Mackey's the very definition Of an ardent politician. In a foreign and ancient hall, OWU. A prince of fortune met Miss Chindahl. Electric sparks her specialty, Miss Bradshaw's versed in coquetry. A maker of fine furniture, Charles Farnham is far from obscure. Ray Helm, Whose quiet ways we know, Is in a flour mill making dough. Miss Dentler sits and weaves a basket As some one whispers, May I ask it? Her drooping head she blushing bows And there they plight their lover's vows. White has become a politicion, In school he found this was his mission. Thomas and Tindall still follow their call Iiball They're conductinga school for old men's basket- Excuses that I gave in School And, How All Teachers I can Fool, Are latest books by Grace Bannen, Who wields with skill a practised pen. Leslie McGuire is still playing ball. I hear that he's signed with the Cubs for next fall. In happy old age, Della Rydbom is seen, Bereft of pink powder, Qbut it was not blondinej Hinchlilfe and Bedwell are men of great fame. Thru devotion to duty each won his name. Laboring nobly Qwe'll all recall thatj They peach and protest 'gainst the evils of Frat Our tall young Ariel Schweinfurth, In styles and rhymes doth shine forth. Frank Taylor's looking for some dough, He lost his job he was so slow. Sue Gunner, the huntress of steady aim, With the bow of Diana, brings down her game. Poor Robie could never have dreamed,-O hone! That one day he'd be here Ruthless and lone.

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P x Apollo, God of prophecy, Thy Pythia now calls on thee. Unveil the future dark and dim That I may have a glance within. I look down in the deep abyss, Whence rumbles come, where fires hiss. I feel the sulphur fumes arise, O'erpower my spirit, dim my eyes, A distant roar strikes on my ear, It louder grows. 'Tis coming near. The air is rent as thunders crash. The riven clouds asunder break, And with them all confusion take. I stand upon a mountain height, And all the future greets my sight. Familiar faces meet my gaze, The former friends of bygone days. No longer now a prophetess Alumnae of the R. H. S. My joy leaps upward with a bound My classmates of '07 I've found. PROPHEJ' Y The first one whom mine eye espies Is Margaret Goff, a scholar wise. M. johnson and Lindberg to my surprise Conduct a store of merchandise. A member of the faculty Of Berlin University, Kathrina Lange now I see As giggling as she used to be. On breezy wings of eloquence, Miss Lind has risen to prominence. Frank Smith, our humorist, Doth in our merriment assist. A kindergartner, wondrous kind, Marguerite Morrison resigned A path of power and fame forsooth, just to instruct small Ruby and Ruth. Our Prima Donna, Ruth Rathbun Before the world success has won. Bertha Hunter, with a scowl, Is now critic of the Owl.

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I34 THE R. H. S. ANNU L I see the ad, Pure Wheat Tomatoes, New peach corn fruit, and Blue potatoes, More wonderful specimens on our lists, Hunter and Frisbie, Scientists. Contralto in the high church choir, Miss Bengston sings with Blenda by her. A quiet girl who's been talked out, Is Irma Koblens, a maid devout. A poet whose songs would charm a bird With music sweeter than ever was heard, Is Etha Weaver, beloved ofthe muse, Fair child of Apollo, none need excuse. In the side show tent on circus day, I see the giant Kathryn Fay. A lover has Hazel Ryan the fair, Who says he simply adores red hair. Ralph Franklin now's a public reader. He has become a famous leader. He's surely changed, for long ago His reading was Ralph's Uworstest foe. Miss Helen Ray in a rosy gown, Is the charmingest flirt in all this town. Miss Marvin is a quiet miss, Whom Dame Fortune stoops to kiss. And now Clyde Fiddick I espied, I've saved another soul, he cried. For Clyde that worthy personage, With Billy Sunday was on the stage. Designer ofthe latest styles Miss Francis shows her greatest wiles. A Star Reporter is Miss Eddie, And with her pen she's always ready. Raymond Carmichael, the undertaker, And Carson Porter, the druggist faker Are in league with one another Whom lack of business does not bother. Grace Gilmore, our esteem has gained, As president ofa club far famed. The Vogel sisters, singers fair, Give concerts now most everywhere. With stately mein and way precise, So line so sure and so concise. Grace King, the school ma'am comes a long A teacher of the ignorant throng. As Hero in The Bridge at Midnight,' The Curtin is behind the footlight. A quiet maid is Frances Schiller And no one can be found more stiller. Q A nurse in stripes at Bellevue, Is Agnes Holm, Oh! pity her do! For chloroform and strong cocaine Do nearly drive the girl insane. With Pegasus her ready steed, Miss Beckner oft away doth speed. The Muse hangs o'er her teacher's desk And hies her on a daily quest.