University of Central Missouri - Rhetor Yearbook (Warrensburg, MO)

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TI-IE STAR GALLERY. l X K I . X I X RoBERr L. ZoLL. LAURA J. RUNYON. LUCIY A. BALL. A LAURA J. YEATER. I I I I I I 1 Her t d .th . She has been at a great lczisl A foolish, fond, old man. She's quietg that 's all. en er years W1 mno- of languages and stolen the cence are clad. ' scraps. Swimming. . Taking Alpine exercise. A student she. Stud yin g PSYChO1OgY ' an d A ethics. If he is so wicked with religion, The Twentieth Century Club- Malice toward none, charity At best it is an anxious wish- what would he bc without 1t? toward all. a great, perhaps, Moly Hoses. By the long-handled Spoon. I don't quite understand-ans Knowledge should be pigeon wer more explicitly. A holed, . ' 41.55 .., pg., .- ,A--.fsf L Coax mc. In the shade of the old apple I 'ire grown quite tired of being Do you know I am a woman, tree- - afdmlfed- ,Q N p when I think I must speak.

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-I as 4 I . I W7 1 - ALMINA GEORGE. ROSE BAXTER. ENID DANIELS- ' A Daniel come to judgment, Untouched by any shade of' The Wild rose. yea a Daniel. years. V Shall I not take mine ease in Assisting distressed Seniors. V 'See Me. mine inn? A I i Religion has made her an The future bliss thy constant ELINOR WILKINS. Divinely Tall. Training Seniors in embryo. You can and you can't, you will and you won't, you '11 be I Would do what I pleased. 1 theme. damned if you do, and be damned I ange ' nmyou don't. ' , t ' , . I should think so- es, that Priiiii However! I Should Look at me and be sensible. HaVe YOU Studled methods? will be an right. y I am mistress of myself tho' A man ,S a lynn for a, that mjfal' do fmt fall in love with MQEQVC YOU Seen the Muhcm China fall. ,

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THE STAR GALLERY-Continued. JR S. FRED PRINCE. PEARL MINNICK. JOE FERGERSON. A FLORENCE FLEMING. So wise, so young they say do Her step is music and her Wliat art thou? Have not I An enigma of the 19th cen- ne 'er live long. - voice fs song. an arm as big as thine? fury? Courting. Raising beats. A A sport, you say? Work 's- an old-fashioned way 5 K Ah, how true! of gettin' a livin', . Hanging- and .winning goes by destiny. ' Spiritless soul. Lo! the poor Indian Whose un- The world is a joke with me. A tutored mind sees God in clouds and hears Him in the Wind. I never deviate into sense. Would n't that jar you? Touch- Oh I dear. Blessed be agriculture if one does not have too much of it. y 1 Sweet roses that wither. Down. Everybody Works but Father.. Teasing.