York College - Marathon Yearbook (York, NE)

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STATIONERY Eaton, Crane and Pike STATIONERY d d white, in styles suitable for all Th h finest stationery on th lx ---o-o-- JOI-lNSON'S Lady Mary and Lady Helen chocolates are to be obtamed only at our store l-if-rl GET Il AT BUYER'S The Pearl N ATURE'S WONDER STONE! f51' comes to every woman who wears Pearls, the assurance that L. as in jewels her taste is faultlessg that her gems express in unmistalceable manner her culture and gentility. Jewels properly chosen aclcl to loveliness. Then, Gifts That Last are more high- ly prized. Th?9ll!t5?Sh0D

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COLLEGE PRIMER. This is a goat. lt is Midland's Goat. The Juniors were bad, They took the Goat. lt had a ride. And what is this? Is that a goat? No, children, it is a man from Harvard. What is Harvard? It is a school. At Harvard boys learn how to write poems. This is a girl and her dogs. The girl likes her dogs. What is the girl's name? Her name is Viola. She is a Freshman. This is a cat l't is a nice cat. What is the cat's name? The cat's name is Pussy. These are some cats. ' Are they Anna Sophia, Caroline Johnson's cats? Oh! No! :She does not like cats! This is a girl and a dog. They are in the grass. They have been playing Now they are resting. This, too, is Midland's goat. And this is a girl and a boy. The girl's name is Lenore. The fat boy's name is James Peter. These are two dummies. They cannot talk. They were put here by some girls. The girls have gone away. This is a girl on a horse. She is in the country. She has been taking care of sick Her name is Ellen Hayden. These are four girls. What have they in their hands. They hold some puppies. The girls like the puppies. This is a boy. He is feeding some chickens. The boy likes his chickens. The boy will grow up. The boy will be a preacher. Preachers like chicken. people

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