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Show DIXIE OWL, ST. GEORGE, UTAH 14 ARTUR K. II A FEN, CLASS FATHER We never know which friend is true Til trouble comes to stay, We never know who loves us best Or who will turn away. We cannot judge them one by one To find the true and best Rut one well keep thru all our days Tho we give up the rest. lie is the father of our class, loyal, staunch and true, Our deep respect and love we give Our father, dear to you. Some day when we are dreaming Of the past thats dead and gone, Well remember dear old Dixie And the friend thats all our own. Herr Hafen of the Mistletoes, To him this message send, Tell him the second years all love Their Teacher, Father, Friend. So JULIUS HERMAN (Debator.) FLORENCE WOODBURY (Story Teller.) WALLACE JONES, PRESIDENT To our class president we owe much of our success in our school activities. He has stered our frail bark safely along for two successful years and launched us safely out in the school life so that we feel our gratitude should be extended to him. In mentioning Jones we must not forget the fervent, earnest aids always at his side. When contests came off it was not always the other members of the class who came forward to compete but our officers were not above representing our class and we were always sure of success for we had great minds behind us. KATE McQUARRIE (Elocution.) BLISS IVINS (Class Poet.) |