Bowdoin Orient . iness, Texas. Address, Brunswick, Me. McNulty, Business Kansas Citj, Kan. Merrill Hezelton, Ohio. Millay Arizona. Morrill, Lawyer Auburn, Me. Newcomb, Master Mechanic, S. D. Warren & Parsons, Business Cairo, 111. Paper Mills, Cumberland Mills, Me. Payne, Physician Boston, Mass. Payson, Lawyer Portland, Me. Prince, Civil Engineer, in charge of Water Works,Atlantic City, N. J. Robinson, Supt. Schools Franklin Falls, N. H. Rogers, Prof. State College Orono, Me. Rowe, Business Boston, Mass. Sabin, Business Burlington, Vt. Sanford, Lawyer Boston, Mass. Sargent, Business Portla
Bowdoin Orient . iness, Texas. Address, Brunswick, Me. McNulty, Business Kansas Citj, Kan. Merrill Hezelton, Ohio. Millay Arizona. Morrill, Lawyer Auburn, Me. Newcomb, Master Mechanic, S. D. Warren & Parsons, Business Cairo, 111. Paper Mills, Cumberland Mills, Me. Payne, Physician Boston, Mass. Payson, Lawyer Portland, Me. Prince, Civil Engineer, in charge of Water Works,Atlantic City, N. J. Robinson, Supt. Schools Franklin Falls, N. H. Rogers, Prof. State College Orono, Me. Rowe, Business Boston, Mass. Sabin, Business Burlington, Vt. Sanford, Lawyer Boston, Mass. Sargent, Business Portland, Me. Sewell, H. R., Died April 17, , J. E., Shipmaster. Stevens, Lawyer Boston, Mass. Stimson, Business Cincinnati, Ohio. Sturgis, Business Augusta, Me. Taylor, Teaching Goshen, Ind. Waitt, Lawyer Boston, Mass. Wheeler, Manufacturer Winehendon, Mass. Whitcomb, Lawyer Boston, Mass. Whittemore, Business Grand Rapids, Mich. Wilson, Lawyer Augusta, Me. Wright, Lawyer Salem, Mass. Yates Boston, AT THE FAIK. I saw Susan at the fair;And my hopes rose full and strong,None there was that could compareWith her among the hurrying throng. Eyes of blue and locks has she That eclipse the silkiest skeinEver cast by the eternal sea. Far upon the rocky main. I saw Susan at the fair, . Susan and her dress of yellow;But Oh, what can heal despair ? Susan with the other fellow. —Fortnight. In the hammock they sat together,Idly talking about the weather,When to her side her pug she brings,Around its neck her arm she flings,While Frederick, thinking his wit to show,Says, Would I were a dog, you smiles and answers, Is that so ?Well, dear, youll grow. —Yale Record. TWO LETTERS. The one in delicate writing, To-night Im waiting for you, The finest blue-tinted paper,A sweet little billet donx. As rich and fragrant perfume Escaped from its prison cell,I breathed again the aroma Of times remembered well. From memories thus mellow, I recall myself with read the other
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