St Margarets Academy - Dayseye Yearbook (Minneapolis, MN)

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M A RGAR F. T S A C A I) F M Y , MI N N E A POUS, M I N N Marie Allard All 1 can, 1 happily do Gkm:vive Hkhi.es So sweet is the blush of maidenhood.” Angela Hi hi. “Her modest answers and graceful air, Show her wise and good as she is fair. Kvelyn Hrombach A sweet, amiable, loving girl.” Ruth Burns Her air, her manners, are loved by all. 11 1 Lucille Campbell Our lamp of memory.”

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S T . M A K c; A K K I S ACADEMY, MINN E A I O 1. I S , Ml N N . “That Fount(iin 'Pen' I used to own a fountain pen, In fact I owned ’bout nine or ten. But of one I took particular note— 'Hie fountain pen that never wrote. I’d till the thing up to the brim, You’d think it held enough to swim. But lo! when I ’d begin to quote That fountain pen that never wrote! I suffered it rill one sad day When I needed it most urgently, Then when it failed, in twain I smote That fountain pen that never wrote. Alice O’Brien', '22 Sitffv ond I I hid behind the davenport, For Sally’s beau had come to court. How I longed to watch the pair, For Sally didn’t know I was there. Into the room he shyly came, Percy dear. —my what a name! She lured him from the straight-backed chair. For Sally didn't know I was there. Why he came was plain to see. He was as nervous as could be; She led him on, oh youth, beware! For Sally didn't know I was there. His tongue would say but yes or “no ; He looked at her white hand, anil so Sally, will you— he didn’t dare, And Sally didn’t know I was there. She said, I will , because she knew, Then 1 came out, it was my cue. They were happy. I don’t care,” Said Sally, “If you have been there.” Margaret McGill, ’22 (171

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S T. M AKGARE T S A C A D K M V, MINNEAPOLIS, MI N N Marie Casev “I have a heart with room for every joy.” Helen Ciesla “Her filial welcome, crowded, hung.” Blanche Des Lauriers “In sad words she took farewell.” Mary Frances Delaney irtue only finds eternal fame. Neil Fitzpatrick “The sweetest time of all my life, To deem in thinking spent. Col i. etta F r a n km a n “Fair, and fair, and twice so fair.” |191