Tabor College - Bluejay Yearbook (Hillsboro, KS)

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4 4141. 53h Z E 32 E .-:a - 2 CLASS 1912. E E George Baerg, A. B. 5 E How sweet,l1ow passing sweet is solitude! E But grant me still a friend 1111 my retreat 5 l 4221 ' 1 1 fs ff 1 lg -Sxijf IIIIIIIIllllllllllllllIIlllllllIillllllIll!!!IIII!iIllIIlIIlIIlIlllllllllllllllllililllllllIllllilllillllllllIlllhllllllllllllllllllllllllIIlllllllllllllllllllllllllIIllllllllIlllllllIlllllllllllllllllll!lIIIllllllllllllllllIlllllllllllllIIllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllilIIllllllIllllllllIlllllllIlllllIlIlIlllllI.IIE ll . m E ann um E mu nc g E EE' 1: .E E .- .- E cz z Illlllll E .E E :- E Normals E 5 1: Illlllllllll E To whom I may whisper: E E Solitude is sweet. E E RenettaASchulz. A. B., A. M. Tina Schulz, A, B. l E Oh, would that my tongue could utter There is pleasure in the pathless woods, E E The thoughts that arise in me! There is rapture on the lonely sea. E 3 Academics. - E E Helen Hiebert. E 2 O wad some power the giftie gei us, E To see ourselves as others see us. E E Liesa Schulz. Mary I. Regier. E E She has many troubles 'WVhichever way the wind doth blow E E And most of them. never happened. Her heart is glad to have. it so. 2 E Motto: EXelsior. I E E Class Flower: Carnation. 5 EIIllllllllllllIllllllllllllllllllllHIIIIIIllllllllllllllllllllllllllIllllllllllllllllllIlllllllllllllllllIIIlllllllllIIIIIIlIIlIIl!lIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIllllllllllllIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIllllllllIIllIIIIIIIlllllllllllllllllllIIIIIIIIIIIllllllllllllllllIIIIIIIIIIHIIIIllllllllllllllIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIHIIIIIIIIIIIlliilllllllll M Tlllll'I'IllllllIIlI'lIllhllllllllllllIlllllllllllllllllllllllllllllilllllllllllllllllllllllllllllIllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllIlllllllllllllllllllllIlllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllIlllllllllli - 26 'Y-,,.

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