Abbot Academy - Circle Yearbook (Andover, MA)

Text from Pages 1 - 88 of the 1916 volume:

LIBRARY — OF — ABBOT ACADEMY Jo. M ■nnk Kg ■ HI SoS HHflH Tk i wtim HH ■ V y s I -JbF ' c V 7 i Hi ■■ A ' T ' Sb S JbkTI ¥» sv ' I 1 1 ■ 1 s I MM HH ■ 5s»! 55 jJwBP-ft. H3!W H . ' b bmbh ■ b bm dMW b b b b bIb bH bbbB bbbH H ■ v 1 , .,? ' ,») ' ' » ■■■ 4( wXk H bbbI ■ I ■ ■ - i BBB Ai .- i Mkjm ■ I BBBBBbI BM BH B B HsnUftQS } ■ tvy BMP b% F bbWjb bbbbI k J ' ILJT IE 1 Hi iCi Jti T ' i INETEEN HUNDRED AND SIXTEEN PUBLISHED BY SENIOR CLASS OF ABBOT ACADEMY ANDOVER, MASSACHUSETTS W H 3 5 • .- ' MB 1L B Bfc- 1 1 v-.t H I . SB - Eo Wc t ttitvmb Albert farker Jfttclf, -0. B., JGfL 33, in appreciation of b,is inspiring leabersljip this book is bebtcateb bg trje Senior Class (Sjoretaorb Abbot Academy was one of the first incorporated schools for girls in the country. It was incorporated by Act of Legislature, February 26, 1829. Through the sacrifice and perseverance of those who had faith in the education of women it was founded and through the constant and loving service of its principals, trustees, faculty, students and friends, it has grown through the years. Those who have gone away from the school have established its ideals, and it is the task of those who are now here to carry on those ideals for the sake of those who are to come. (Eabl? nf Qtontentfi TRUSTEES 6 FACULTY 7 SENIOR CLASS 9 CLASS HISTORY - 25 TREE SONG 28 PROPHECY 29 INTERVALE - 34 SENIOR-MIDDLE CLASS - 35 STUDENT ACTIVITIES 37 ODEON 38 PUBLICATIONS - 39 ABBOT CHRISTIAN ASSOCIATION - 42 STUDENT COUNCIL 44 ATHLETICS 45 DRAMATICS 49 GAIETIES 54 GRIND SECTION 57 (IrUBlPFfi The Rev. Albert Parker Fitch, D.D., L.L.D., President Burton S. Flagg, A.B., Treasurer John Alden, Sc.B., Clerk The Hon. Marcus Morton, A.B. Mrs. John Wesley Churchill George F. Smith, A.B. The Rev. Markham W. Stackpole. A.B. George G. Davis The Rev. Charles H. Cutler, D.D. The Rev. Charles Henry Oliphant Mrs. Grace Carleton Dryden Miss Bertha Bailey, Sc.B. Died April 10. 1916. Cambridge Andover Andover Boston Andover Andover Andover North Andover Waban Methuen Neu-arh, N. J. Andover iFarultg BERTHA Bailey, Sc.B., Principal Psychology, Ethics, Christian Evidences KATHERINE RoXANNA KELSEY, Assistant Principal Mathematics Nellie Maria Mason Rebekah Munroe Chickering, A. B. Martha Melissa Howey, Litt.B. Mary Ethel Bancroft, A.B. Gertrude Eliza Sherman, A.B. Hedwig Dorothee Cramer gussanda countway, a.b. Bertha Louise Morgan, A.B., A.M. Margaret Elliott, A.B. Marion Hosmer King, A.B. Bess Leona Stoody Alice Dean Spalding Science History, English Literature, History of Art English French German Latin Latin Mathematics, Astronomy History Household Science, Physiology and Botany Reading and Speaking, Physical Education Faculty, Gfonthtueo Joseph Nickerson Ashton, A.M. Mabel Adams Bennett Marie Nichols Marion Louise Pooke, A.B. Corinne d ' A. La Brecque Rachel Augusta Dowd, A.B. Grace A. Jenkins M. Louise Sweeney Marion Hosmer King, A.B. Philana McLean Edith Henrietta Aldred Jane Brodie Carpenter, A.M. Chorus Music, Pianoforte, Organ Harmony History and Theory of Music Vocal Music Violin Drawing and Painting French Conversation Secretary to the Principal Supervisor of Day Scholars Supervisor of Day Scholars Librarian In charge of Draper Hall Resident Nurse; In charge of Infirmary Keeper of Alumnae Records Curator of John-Esther Art Gallery (Class ©ffir?rs Agnes Grant. Treasurer Sylvia Gltterson, President Marjorie Freeman. Vice-President Helene Hardy, Secretary Class of 1872 Class Flower From the Class of 1872 Ella Adams Lillian Waters (Grosvenor) Myrtle Whitcomb (Bartlett) Motto Do Noble Things, Not Dream Them. Class of 1916 Corn-Flower To the Daughter Class of 1916 We ' dreamed, ' and ' did, ' or tried to ' do ' ! And now we wish the same for you. The ' Noble things ' we longed to ' do ' The world may see by each of you More trulv Done. Clara Locke (Thomson) Anna Fuller Abby Mitchell Fanny Fletcher (Parker), Sec. 10 m k r A i ii 1 Ik Jl Vera Louise Allen Melrose Highlands Eleanor Pearce Black Mansfield, Ohio Vera Margaret Allison Andover ' Pug ' Dorothy Dann Mansfield, Ohio ' Margaret ' Dick ' II Myrtle Paddock Dean Everett Charlotte Jane Fleming Des Moines, Iowa Whrt Lois Edna Erickson Dorchester ' Charlotte ' Rachel Foster Peabody ' Lois ' Rach ' 12 Eleanor Frary Berlin, New York Eleanor Marjorie Freeman Lawrence ' Marj ' Sylvia Gutterson Winchester Sylvie Lillian Priscilla Hamer Lawrence LiV 13 Helene Charlotte Hardy Dorchester Mildred Louise Jenkins Methuen ' Hele Dorothy Higgins Bath, Maine Mil Esther Lucile Kilton Worcester Dot Ted ' 14 Louise Mason Kimball Concord, New Hampshi Ruth Laton Nashua, New Hampshire Louise Ruth Louise King Peabody Marion Emma Mellor Lawrence Louise Marion 15 Frances Pllmmer Moses Bath. Maine Ruth Acnes Ottman Stamford. Conn. -•; KaTHERJNE MARSHALL OdELL Beverly ' Rufus ' Bernice Overend Lawrence ' Ka f ' ' Bunny ' 16 Eugenia Parker Winchester ' Cingy ' Margaret Lewis Perry Newton Centre Dorothy Pillsbury Derry, New Hamp. ' Pill],- Lucy Butler Squire Meriden, Conn. ' Babe ' Lucy 17 Emma Marie Stohn Roslindale Josephine Walker Concord, New Hamp. Lillian Ida Sword Huntington, Long Island Helen Elizabeth Warfield Brooklyn, New York •Lill ' Dard ' 18 Miriam Louise Weber Canton, Ohio Ruth Stevens Moore Newton Highlands Special Webby ' Rufus QJollege Preparatory Senior (flaaa Charlotte Eaton Ballardvale Agnes Campbell Grant Andover Shad ' ' Af % Rr ■k R » fw f ' M M V k .yc 19 Dorothy Bates Johnson Hamburg, New York Ruth Lindsay Andover ' Dot ' 4iV Agnes Jamison Leslie 5 £ , Newburg, New York ' Shrimp Grace Converse Merrill Manchester ' Agnes Mery 20 Dorothy Grieme Niles Amsterdam, New York Marion Adelaide Selden Andover £gj p Helene Marie Sands Melrose Highlands ' Mari Esther Mary Van Dervoort Moline, Illinois ' Helene Vandy 21 Elsa Margaret Wade Andover Eha Elizabeth Dayton Wood Gardner Betty Edith Stone Bancroft Newton Highlands Edith CLASS BABY 22 g flmrttm? iJtembrrB af 191 B Katherine Adams Edith Benson Edith Butler Florence Cruzen Dorothy Gilbert Marion Kent Margaret Markens Vivian Mitchell Josephine Tonner Antoinette Stone SENIORS EN MASSE (ElafiB ong Tune: Exeter March Here ' s to Nineteen Sixteen — Here ' s to the Gold and Blue — With love and loyalty, We pledge ourselves to you. Nineteen Sixteen, Nineteen Sixteen You are the class we love, And we ' ll be loyal As long as the sun ' s above. 23 ®o GDur Principal In B we see the Beauty of all her charming ways; E is the great Efficiency which orders all our days; R what she judges best for us, the Rules and Regulations, Though from them comes, alas, the T, for Trials and Tribulations; H means our Happiness, because our lives all chanced to fall ' Neath A, her great Affection for the school and for us all. B all the Benefits we ' ve had since we ' ve been coming here, A our Appreciation of her, increasing year by year; I is her Interest in us as she helps us to progress ; L is our Love and Loyalty, they never shall grow less; E are her eyes. They laugh or chide as we are good or bad ; Y is her spirit Youthful. Just to know her makes one glad. A QIlaBB S ottg TUNE: The Orange and the Black. Our hearts are bound together By love for our dear class. We cry, we laugh, we share the joys, And the sorrows we bravely pass. In this bond of truth and honor We look to finer aims, But always in our lives we ' ll feel The love that stays the same. M. F. F., ' 16. 24 (ElaBfl SjtBtnrg sgZSE S S3 M fit- £ mtmm. S I was strolling down Washington Street, holding the notch of my Sternum carefully its ideals the highest. But, of course, we, the Class of 1916, not only feel, but know this to be true. In September, 1913, we became the first organized Junior-Middle Class in Abbot, and started in well by winning the Field Day that year. Then came our picnic, and our gay little parties together. These gave us a start toward feeling as if we belonged to one another, so that when, in 1914, we began the year with many new comrades, there was little feeling of diffidence, but a great desire shown for action. It was with this feeling that we took for class motto that of the Class of 1872, Do Noble Things, Not Dream Them. We won the tennis tournament, ran plays and entertainments, and held a highly successful banquet in the Domestic Science Laboratory, the first purely class affair of the year. Fifty-one of us, besides Miss Bailey and Miss Kelsey, sat about the big open square with the most carefree and festive spirit imagin- able. At least, it was carefree for the toastless ones. As to our play, The Violin Maker of Cremona, of course, we thought it splendid, and perhaps we do deserve a little credit, at least for our intentions, for all, supers and principals alike, did their very best to make the evening a success. The first prom of the year, usually given the Senior-middlers by the Seniors, was, by arrangement of these two classes, given up, and the money given to war relief work. So, when the trustees ' dance was held we made up for our loss by having twice as good a time as we had even remotely hoped for. 25 So we worked and played together till the night of the Senior Banquet, when the Class of 1915 formally presented us with the Senior Parlor for our own. Its possession gave us a feeling of pride and responsibility, but at the same time a rather lost sensation at the thought of managing without the Seniors. A new plan was instituted with us, that of electing the officers for the Senior year in June, that there might be no delay in class organization in September. The result has been highly satisfactory, and we hope it will become a custom. The year ended in a rush. We had received the spade and trowel to keep till our tree and ivy should be planted, and had started off on our vacation before we realized that it was June. When September brought us back, we missed much the few of our classmates who failed to return. But new members had joined our ranks, so that forty-seven Seniors filled the Senior parlor at our first class meeting. From the beginning of the year we have assumed control, putting on vaudeville shows, giving in- formal tea-dances to the underclassmen in the Recreation room and taking active part in hockey and tennis. Few big events came before the Christmas holidays, though we spent many happy hours before our open fire, listening to the Victrola, sewing, knitting and being read to. But after the holidays things happened more quickly. Our mid-year exams were upon us, and for three days we toiled with the vision of Intervale ever spurring us on. How happy all forty-five of us were! The snow fell much of the time we were up there in the mountains, but storms held no menace to us. We banished all thought of books and reveled in our play- time. The four days flew as if on wings, and we would have thought the trip a dream had we not num- erous bumps and bruises to prove it a reality. According to custom, we went in to Boston to the annual Abbot Club luncheon, with the distinc- tion of having, as a class, joined the Club before our graduation. 26 The dance which we gave to the Senior-Middlers was a great success, and we all hope to enjoy as much our next when it comes. Many of our thoughts since Christmas have been of the stage, and well they might be. First, the Academic Seniors were busy writing their plays, and then when two were chosen to be given, came the rehearsals. In the second place, we all were deeply interested in the search for a Senior play, finally deciding on Dickens ' Cricket on the Hearth. Our only hope is that the audience spent half as pleas- ant an evening watching it as we did giving it. The Bradford Seniors have come to an informal tea-dance, and we have realized anew how truly delightful and friendly they are. Now the year is nearly over. There remains only the Trustees ' dance and our banquet, then the last three days, when we will be so excited, a nd our career at Abbot will end. We will never forget our school, for from her we received the impulse and training to Do noble things, not dream them. Agnes Grant, Class Historian. 27 The sun and the sky look down, little tree, And bid you come up to their light. But the earth and your roots hold you fast, little tree, Giving moisture and warmth and might. Like you, we want sky and the sun, little tree, And all of the light that they shed; And our roots, like yours, are deep here, little tree, Where they have been strengthened and fed. The birds will come to your shade, little tree, The children will play all around, And you will give to the world, little tree, The beauty and strength that you ' ve found. The Master has given us life, little tree, Each day sending strength from above That we may give forth in our lives, little tree. His beauty and strength and love. Marjorie F. Freeman. 28 Ghmtmuoitfl -performance M mmm S I was strolling down Washington Street, holding the notch of my STERNUM carefully, over my base, searching for Ruskinian clouds, my eye was struck by a sign, done somewhat in the Turner style, saying that the show was going on. As I stood gazing, I remembered the last time I had been to the movies I was with Bernice, and so, with tears of Auld Lang Syne trickling down my furrowed cheeks, I entered the groined vault of the movies. In the dressing room a deft maid removed my wraps and arranged my hair. She made me think of Web, but our fastidious could never have sunk so low. I sat quite near the front, and believing it to be for the greatest good of the greatest number, removed my hat. Below me in the pit sat the Famous Female Orchestra. Something lacking in the face of the pianist and her masterly touch on the keys made me realize that it was Liz, and playing the trombone was Vera. I leaned forward to speak to them, but the lights went out. The first picture was one of those everlasting Kilton Comedies. I don ' t see how Ted can grind out so many. The heavy comedy part was played by Ruth Moore. The next was a five-reel, The Great Lover. The leading part was played by Babe. Imagine! The minor but strong parts were in- 29 terpreted by Emmie Stohn and Myrtle Dean. The gripping drama held me, desiccated lady that I am, quite spellbound. Then came the Pathe Weekly. I followed this carefully, because I thought I might see some of my classmates. First came the review of the battleship, and on one of them whom should I see but Pill, mending the sailors ' clothes and hearing their confidences. Ship Mother, she was called. Then came a picture of some social function in New York. I looked for Dard and found her, and Lil was serving tea and smiles to a group of men. How does she do it? And Frances, the fashion leader, was there in a stunning costume. Then came a picture of the Pro-Matrimonial Society (I must join it), and who should be leading the procession but Sylvia, first in all good works, carrying a banner saying, Eventually, why not now? And I thought I saw Miss Chickering in the crowd. This picture was interrupted by the manager asking if there was a physician in the house. Who, to my surprise, should step forward but K ? It is said that she learned her profession by practising on herself. The fascinating reel went on. I saw Eleanor Frary teaching kindergarten in the Noble Institution with Rufus Ottman as her star pupil. I saw Marge, Reform Mayor of Lawrence, giving clean collars to tramps. Then came the fascinating studio of Mildred Jenkins, where she creates those won- derful post impression pictures, and where Ruth Laton, her bachelor companion, writes those thrilling plays that are stirring New York. I saw Mile. Johnson teaching French and German by her new book- 30 less system, and M. Selden, president of the Eugenics Society, working for a healthier and more whole- some race. There was Lillian Hamer, the successor of Pavlowa. The scenes travelled West, and for a time I rested my rods and cones. When I opened my eyes it was to behold Dick coaching the Mansfield Sluggers for the next game. Then was a picture of the University of Arizona, where Charlotte is the - brilliant professor of Physics. During the picture I had been disturbed by incessant talking behind me, and turned to squelch the young and thoughtless, but who should it be but Lois. She immediately began to pour spice into my eager ears. She told me that Vandie had become quite a college widow, and that Pug was now chairman of the Pure Food Committee of Mansfield. She has to sample all the food. Lois says she loves the work. I learned that Rachel Foster had become a great comedienne. I always knew that girl had great undiscovered depths. As for Louise King, she is running a big tea-room in Peabody, while Helene is one of the social leaders in Boston. I didn ' t catch her married name. The latest spice was that Agnes Leslie had just given up her promising musical career to go on Keith ' s circuit. She wouldn ' t believe me when I told her that Gingie was the advertising agent of the Christian World, and that Dot Higgins had married a man who could dance and had money, and was per- fectedly contented leading Bath society. She was surprised to hear that Louise Kimball is delivering a lecture, Conversation and the Smile, which she illustrates charmingly, and that Charlotte now has three babies and has become one of the leading matrons of Iowa. She hadn ' t heard that Agnes has become 31 quite a disciple of Amy Lowell and has published some very athletic love sonnets, or that Edith Bancroft is editing an edition of Johnson ' s Best Puns, or that M. Allison is a district nurse in Andover, where she is doing a wonderful work. It didn ' t surprise her to hear that Lucy Squire has been studying Phil- ology, with special emphasis on Etomology, in which she has just received a degree. We were interrupted by a marvelous acrobatic stunt, and were shocked to discover that the troupe contained Elsa, Ruth and Dot. The strong lady was Marion Mellor. An exhibition of modern dancing followed immediately. The skill and ease of the fairy creatures made me realize that such grace could belong to none other than Helen Sands and G. Merrill. Then the lights flashed on and Lois and I made our way out and separated, Lois going to the Touraine for tea and I home to father and the dog. Josephine Walker, Class Prophet. 32 ®n Ulrfi. Iraper Our Fairy Godmother across the way Smiles and cheers us every day; Flowers their sweetness and charm do lend To her, our faithful and dearest friend; Those on earth and God above Have given our dearest friend their love. 3i 1 TZZZZZZ t T I s £ alrjp g prll of 3Jntfrbal? (With apologies to Robert W. Service) We rushed for the train and we caught it. We rolled and tossed like the waves. Was it rest or a lark? — we all sought it, And joined in the fun unafraid. Some wanted to slide and they did it. Came home with ' steen bumps from a fall, Yet somehow the bumps didn ' t bump you, And somehow the fall wasn ' t all. Oh, it ' s just great. (You should see it.) It ' s the grandest place that we know. From the high, snowy mountains we ' ve seen it T o the valleys and rivers below ' Tis said that all love it who see it, And many there are that do come, That ' s true — and we wouldn ' t change it For any spot under the sun. S. S. G., ' 16. Epilog u , E V SENIOR MIDDLE CLASS iCtBi nf nttnr fHiftfi Lucy Rogers Atwood Elizabeth Harlow Bacon Miriam Manning Bacon Harriet Hilton Balfe Irene Cora Baush Dorothy Louise Baxter Canta Bigelow Bernice Patterson Boutwell Mary Church Esther Davis Janet Wilson Davis Marguerite Dun away Doris Elizabeth Emery Frances Kent Gere Mildred Ada Gilmore Gertrude Goss Elizabeth Blodgett Holmes Esther Wanzer Hungerford Ruth Jackson Mildred Elizabeth Kling Alice Taylor Littlefield Julia Augusta Littlefield Harriet Josephine Murdock Cornelia Chapel 1 Newcomb Dorothy Newton Rachael Langevin Olmstead Jane Patteson Alice Beardslee Prescott Cornelia Bancroft Sargent Dorothy Coffin Small Hilda Belle Temple Elizabeth Willson Mary Elizabeth Winchet Mary Catherine Yeakle A must There ain ' t anybody like a Senior, But I know that you ' ll admit That when one is a Middler She ' s feeling pretty fit. Still — there ain ' t anybody like a Senior, For she thrills you through and through. Now don ' t you wish that you were one; Oh yes, I guess you do. M. S., ' 16. 36 ' r 8m; • ' 1 t T dl t-W E HA ' Wa K J 1 n V il Kfe B ■ 5 j IV a ' • ' ! JH I . [-» 3 ■ 3 kfl •V ( . a H ■ m i WV . . 9 M ■ ■ ■ IF i tW PH ij ■ M Lr|j ■ ' f Doris Emery Marion Selden Esther Van Dervoort Jane Patteson Ruth Ottman Sylvia Gutterson Dorothy Pillsbury (President) Elizabeth Wood Marjorie Freeman Julie Sherman ®lj? QDfcnm Swirtg The Odeon is a literary society, founded in 1905, and composed of ten girls. These girls are chosen for their literary ability, or their literary appreciation. The Odeon is distinctly an honorary society, and members strive to prove themselves worthy of the honor by producing something worth while every year. The society has occupied itself with writing a serial novel, plays, one of which was given by the members, a study of the stort stories, poems, contemporary poetry and folk-songs. The present Odeon is studying the book of Job and is writing a pageant dealing with the history of Abbot Academy, which, it is hoped, may be given next year. 38 A B O T S c H O o P U B Li I C A T I O N Stye Qltrrle Inarb Literary Editors Esther Kilton, Marjorie Freeman, Agnes Grant, Marion Selden, Josephine Walker Art Editors Editor-in-Chief Business Manager Assistant Lillian Sword, Mildred Jenkins Sylvia Gutterson Eugenia Parker Elizabeth Bacon, ' I 7 Honorary Editors Irene Baush, ' 17, Dorothy Pillsbury 43 (ttnurattt Snarfo Business Managers Dorothy Dann Ruth Jackson Margaret Perry Literary Editors Agnes Grant Esther Kilton Josephine Walker Marion Selden The Couranl is the school magazine, which is issued in January and June. The aim is to represent fairly the best work of the English classes and to encourage literary expression in the girls. Great stress is put upon The Alumnae notes, which keep the Old Girls in touch with their Alma Mater. 41 Abbnt (CljrtBttan AfiBflriatum Esther Davis, Secretary Dorothy Pillsbury, President Emma A. Stohn, Treasurer Elizabeth Wood, Vice-President 42 St}? Abbnt GItjnBtian Asportation The Abbot Christian Association is a most representative organization to which every resident stu- dent belongs, and which socially influences the life of the whole school, beginning with a welcoming dance for the new girls. The association has charge of many philanthropic interests, ranging from contributions to the Inter- national Institute in Spain, to a Christmas party for some of the poor children of Andover. The Sunday morning classes, conducted by students, to which some nine-tenths of the girls belong, have been devoted to Bible and Mission study. The Sunday night meetings, led by the girls, are of great value to the school. Last year the organization sent to the Northfield Conference delegates whose influence has been felt throughout the entire year. It is hoped that a larger delegation may go this June and bring inspirations and ideas to help the school through the new problems of the coming year. 43 r « -v Vv ButT- 1 V| «tl c 1 H . J Mr-iB5 £ 5? j F m y B p. ' . y J ) I IM ™ r w . ' 1 H| ■ 9 fl - ™ a. fl y • | m wk r? F| 1 Em - V m f £ r W 1 h I 1 1 1 REPRESENTATIVE COMMITTEE Sylvia Gutlerson, Clarissa Horton, Lois Erickson, Ruth Jackson, Agnes Grant, Elizabeth Bacon, Janet Davis, Josephine Walker, Helene Hardy, Marjorie Freeman (President), Dorothy Pillsbury, Esther Davis. St}? § tub?nt (Eflunril Every resident student of Abbot Academy is a member of Student Council. The purpose of this organization is to increase a real interest in the school and to preserve an atmosphere of loyalty to the school. The members of Student Council elect a Representative Committee who aid them in executing this purpose. 44 Marjorie Freeman, Vice-President Eleanor Frary, Treasurer Agnes Grant, President Julie Sherman, Secretary Abbot Attjlrtir Afianriation Athletics is always an important factor in school life, for in it is reflected the character of a school. The aim of the Athletic Association of Abbot is to engender and foster that spirit of clean sportsman- ship and fair play for which Abbot has always stood. 46 | B j w j4 mm muMr ii nrk Q Gkam Elsa Wade Dorothy Pillsbury Sylvia Gutterson Agnes Grant Grace Merrill Marion Selden Gertrude Goss Esther Kilton Esther Davis Alice Prescott Margaret Perry (Captain) 47 § pavtB TIGS. § ttttnr iramatira THE CRICKET ON THE HEARTH 1 £ ?nt0r iramatirfi cmta, (East, Sir. CHIRP I. Scene — The interior of John Perrybingle ' s Cottage. CHIRP II. Scene — The abode of Caleb Plummer. CHIRP III. Scene — Same as Chirp I. DRAMATIS PERSONAE DOT Charlotte Fleming TILLY SLOWBOY Marjorie Freeman JOHN PERRYBINGLE, a carrier Sylvia Gutterson OLD GENTLEMAN Dorothy Pillsbury CALEB, Tackleton ' s Man ............ Agnes Grant MR. TACKLETON Esther Kilton BERTHA, a blind girl Josephine Walker MRS. FIELDING Dorothy Higgins MAY FIELDING Eleanor Frary PORTER Mildred Jenkins DOT ' S FATHER Lois Erickson MRS. DOT Ruth Ottman NEIGHBORS Kathenne Odell Lillian Sword Violin — Gertrude Goss Piano — Elizabeth Wood Stage Managers Costumes Miriam Weber Ruth Laton Lois Erickson Prompter Dorothy Dann 51 g nttflr-iEt Mp pay THE PRIMROSE PATH SrMttB, (CaBt, ictr. Time of Queen Elizabeth. ACT I. Baronial Hall of Granmore Castle, England: Morning. ACT II. Same as Act I: Evening. CAST OF CHARACTERS LADY OLIVIA OLIFANT (Daughter of Lord Nicholas Olifant) .... Irene Baush LADY JOYCE OLIFANT (Younger sister of Olivia) Rachel Olmstead LORD NICHOLAS OLIFANT (Of Cranmore Castle) Carita Bigelow LORD DUDLEY HUNSDEN (Of Hunsden Park) Gertrude Goss SIR KENNETH GRAHAM (Of Surrey, masquerading as a minstrel) . . . Esther Davis SIR WILLOUGHBY WILLIAMS (Of Williams Manor House, Kent) . . . Catherine Yeakle JOHN JACKSTRAW (Nephew of Lord Nicholas) Cornelia Sargent URSULA (A nurse) Cornelia Newcomb PHILLIS I n j- ■ ■ I Ruth Jackson ,. MrT MLadies in waiting) 1 J . JANET j j Janet Davis ROBIN (A page) Mary Wuichet PETER (A porter) Alice Prescott TOBY (Servant to Sir Willoughby) Hilda Temple TRIM ) i Frances Gere JERRY [ (Pages) ] Alice Littlefield DICK ' ( Mildred Gilmore MEN-AT-ARMS 53 (BaxttitB ' ©is ti?e lest Sim We ' be iEnpr ifafc One Tuesday night in Davis Hall We gathered together one and all — An acquainting time is lots of fun, For it never is entirely done. The next gay fete to call us there Was the masquerade, and we all declare ' Tis the spookiest thing that was ever known To see ghosts and goblins together thrown. At a vaudeville show, our next event, Was a very happy evening spent. Then the Senior-Mid and the Senior play We enjoyed in the heartiest way. Besides these two of great repute There were two more which struck us mute. You won ' t believe it, but it ' s true, — Two of our classmates wrote these two. Outdoors we ' ve spent some happy hours At picnicking in shady bowers. The Seniors and the Middlers, too, Have had their fun ; all classes do. Besides these parties in our domain, Our Phillips ' brothers did entertain At teas and dances. Every one Declared these parties greatest fun. Those happy times we ' ll not forget. But here are the very merriest yet, The times for which each maiden longs, The gayest, happiest times — our Proms. D. P., ' 16. 54 U SI C (Bin (Club Julia Littlefield Ruth Jackson Esther VanDervoort Phyllis Tutein Gertrude Goss Harriet Balfe Esther Milliken Margaret Perry Helen Warfield Louise Kimball Elizabeth Wood Helene Hardy, Leader Lucy Squire Dorothy Johnson 56 ICibrarg Stubs 1 . No talking! Except by the faculty. 2. Each student is allowed to take out six books. She may sit on three, hold two and read one. 3. In using the reference books, please pin a paper on the back stating: — a. How long you expect to use the book. b. To what depth it is promised. c. Is it any good? d. General remarks. 4. In going to the library, if one of your classmates looks suspicious run and get there ahead of her. No slugging allowed ! Go early! 5. Don ' t disturb teacher with questions — ask your neighbor. 6. If you want to use the ink wells — you may do so, — but don ' t disturb the flies. 7. If you want a book from the top shelf be sure to take one of the newly caned chairs. They need softening. 58 The L k B )m ku MjjM All Recipes Are Reliable ANONYMOUS (EontPttta of 191 B (Enok look Bread and Rolls Wood ' s Slow Rising Bread Once risen very good. Spice rolls a la Sylvia A splendid bun. Erickson Pop-overs A popular peppy muffin. Ginger Bread au Parker An old standby. Wade ' s Graham Bread A strong well kneaded bread. Moore ' s Best Date Bread. Cake Allen Angel Cake A very delicate pastry. Dean ' s Wedding Cake This must be kept a long while. Johnson ' s Drop Cakes A little cake. Bancroft Quaker Cakes Dann ' s Quality Cake Good for any occasion. Pillsbury ' s Sunshine Cake A great favorite. Anyone can make it. Perry ' s Sponge Cake Easily and quickly cooked. Ottman Peach Short-cake Serve with Frary Cream. Moonshine Cake a la Stohn Serve with sauce au Harolde. Confections Kimball ' s Spun Sugar A sweet candy. Tutti Frutti a la King A fancy confection. Weber Canton Ginger A popular confection. Brandied Peach a la Grant A firm peach with lots of punch. Frary ' s Best Cracker Jack Overend ' s Butter Scotch Mild and sweet. Sugar Plums a la Mellor A little plum. 60 (HontPtttfl of 191 fi (took 1800k ((Eonttnuro) Cookies Fleming Old Fashioned Cookies This is one of the kind mother used to make. Selden Oatmeal Cookies Healthy, hearty and wholesome. Laton Rosettes A dainty delicacy. Warfield ' s Gentlemen ' s Delights A great favorite in New York. Maiden ' s Dream au Moses A fashionable cooky. Sand Tarts A plump tart. Meats and Fish Hamer ' s Chicken Cutlets A dainty dish. Escaloped Tongue a la Squire A complicated dish. H. Hardy ' s Frank-forts A special favorite. Deviled Crab Meat a la Kilton Leslie Clams a la Newburg Black ' s Sweet Breads A delicious luxury. Puddings Foster ' s Plum Daffy Delicious but not well known. Diplomatic Pudding a la Jenkins A filling dessert. Relishes Stuffed Peppers a la Merrill Deviled Sauce a la Sword Amsterdam Cheese au Niles A brand new cheese. Salads VanDervoot Bouquet Salad A college favorite. Red Snapper Salad a l ' Eaton Lindsay Game Salad Household Remedies Freeman ' s Soothing Syrup Especially good for children. Odell ' s Foot Ease A new remedy. Walker ' s Nerve Tonic An invigorating reviver. Higgin ' s Bath Salts Very refreshing. 61 (Hhnmttrtt? (Untturg Painting— 19 15-191 H Abbot Academy School — perfected details — hair, feet, etc. They loved excitement. Graceful flow of line influenced by tea rooms. A people warm of impulse. 1 . At My Sweep, by Janet Davis. Good tactile values shown in Janet ' s grasp of the broom. The first to introduce dusty atmosphere into domestic scenes. Loss of sentiment, increase of realism. 2. Shampoo, by Antoinette Stone. The setting of this picture is awkward. 3. Forgotten by Victrola. Little Grey Home in the West by Victrola. Supersaturated with sentimentality. 4. Buster Peter, by Miss Aldred. She knew the habits and anatomy of animals but not the ' brute ' in them, and gave them human emotions. The Decline. 1 . Class Book Bored, by Editor-in-Chief. Great portrait painter — giving to his sitters grace and distinction. Long faces, green flesh tints. Lack of significance in expression. Enjoyable by anyone. 2. Room-Inspection, by Faculty. N. B. the boxes and shoes under the bed. Good portraiture, but too strong a story-telling tendency. This painter tried to take nature as he found it, but looked on the dark side. 3. Exercise Period on Sunday Noon, by The Circlee. Painter of still-life. 62 (Uroftttirttj (Eenturg Patnting---1915-191B ((Eontinupb) 4. The Gymnasium Class, by Miss Spalding. 1. Lank figures with sharp outlines, yet nobility of expression. 2. Square shouldered type. 3. Robust, brilliant and startling in line and color. Sweeping lines of beauty. Gigantic robustness and primeval energy. 5. Mail-rack Enthusiasts at 8.30, by A. Onlooker. Called ' II Furioso ' from his impetuous thunderbolt style. Rejoicing in free animal spirits, laughing damosel. First to represent real movement. 6. Draper Hill in the Springtime, by Schoole Streeto. N. B. curtains blowing out of the windows. Wonderful suggestion of movement. 7. The Hen Party, by Good Henners. Figures do not show elevated mood and are harsh. Gloomy skies and darkened lights. The first to think that hot air is as important as character. From continuous use of dark shadows, they are called Abbot Darklings. 8. Study Hour as portrayed by different artists: — 1. Julia Abbe. A harsh, exact recorder of facts. This picture is not typical of the times. 2. Lucile Bond. This picture communicates a restless spirit. Tragic power expressed through facial expression. A struggle within the artist. 9. Crush, by Trifling bits of fashionable love-making. Willowy figures, weak color. 63 M Sty? § flng 8 l;np M A World of Paradise . ........ Abbot Floating Down the Old Green River ...... M. Selden On the Way to Home Sweet Home ...... J. Davis My Little Girl D. Johnson Tinkle Bell Peter The Girl who Smiles ........ R. Olmstead Sunny Land .......... M. Church Minor and Major ....... R. Ottman and E. Frary Morning Glory ......... B. Ferguson Memories .......... Miss Howey Blue Paradise ......... Miss Countway If You Only Had My Disposition L. Stilwell Ragging the Scale v ....... E. Wood Bantam Step .......... M. Davis The Girl on the Magazine ....... M. McLean I Love a Piano ......... A. Leslie Babes in the Wood . . ... Miss King and Miss Eliot The Girl who wears the Red Cross on her Sleeve ... C. Fleming I ' m all dressed up and no place to go . . . . E. Duckworth-J. Holt Come Rally To-night ...... Agnes and Joe ' s Room Where, Oh Where ........ Miss Chickering 64 T» Oltje ong g Jjop (( mtttm» ) Drink to me only with Thine Eyes How Can I Leave Thee ..... O Grave and Reverend Sages ..... When You ' re Looking for Money all you get is Sympathy For She ' s a Jolly Good Fellow .... Nobody Home ....... Bime-Bye ....... Williams — ' tis of Thee ...... Always Cheerful ...... Why Doth the Fresh ...... Dearest Maid — be Shy ..... Predicaments ....... Many ' s the Time ...... L. Sword Lois ' Room at 9.30 Senior Class Miss Dowd Miss Bancroft M. Church ' s Room Miss Morgan Dard Mrs. Sherman C. Erickson R. Hathaway Junior-Mid Class We ' ll long for Abbot WAR TERMS The Powers Triple Alliance . The Scrap of Paper Watchful Waiting . Preparedness Belligerent Powers Faculty Misses Bartlett, Brookes, Pickney Gym Excuse Friday Night Fire Drill The Hockey Team 65 Profa rba Haste makes waste. — E. Wood. Where there ' s so much smoke there must be fire. — E. Stohn. The longest way round is the shortest way home. — E. Kilion. Where ignorance is bliss, ' tis folly to be wise — . Abbe. Quality, not quantity. — D. Johnson. All ' s well that ends well. — 1916. Silence is golden. — . Holt. Early to bed, early to rise, makes a man healthy, wealthy and wise. — Sherman Cottage Still waters run deep. — E. Davis. Last but not least. — The Preps. Many are called but few are chosen. — Hockey Squad. Everything comes to him who waits. — Miss Bailey s Office Hours. 66 Jan. 31. — Feb. 3. The Seniors took a trip to Intervale, arrived there, climbed Mt. Surprise, snow- shoed, coasted, toboganned, skied, went sugaring off, ate flapjacks and maple syrup, cooked din- ner in the woods, went to the movies, snowshoed from Crawford Notch to the Wiley House, climbed up in an engine, sent postal cards by the reams, conducted a vaudeville show, played cards, kept Rex busy, took the train home, breathed at Portland, arrived at Abbot in good condi- tion. Feb. 4. Having been drilled on Signorelli ' s complicated foreshortenings, one of the Seniors wrote in an examination that Signorelli ' s work might be distinguished by its complicated shortcomings. 67 ®fj? (Ealenfcar ((ftontimtriO Feb. I I . Miss Howey learns from an Art notebook that Fra Bartholommeo and Albertinelli had a strong friendship, similar to that between David and Goliath. Feb. 29. Miss King in spelling class, Why do you keep the e in noticeable? R. Hathaway, To keep the V wet. Mar. 1 3. Senior in class uses the phrase, I guess so. Miss Bailey, By the way, what is to guess? D. Pillsbury, To take a chance. Mar. 14. In American History, Miss Chickering, Lois name the States of the Union. Lois. Maine, New Hampshire, Vermont, Chicago, New York and New Orleans. Mar. 21. Miss Bailey, What is it when you think? Awful silence. Edith Kilton in background, Accident. Mar. 23. Miss Bailey to Lillian Sword after rather a hazy recitation, Do you know what a Polyp is, Lillian? Lillian, Yes, something that lives in water, a-a Pollyfrog. And with that the term closes. April 5. Spring term opens with a stock of low shoes — new ones! C8 ®tj? GJalwdar ((Hontitmpd) April 7. Miss Bailey in Ethics, In former times production was carried on almost entirely in the home. Almost everything we use was made there. What do you now make in the home, Lil- lian? L. Sword, Why I don ' t know. We make the beds. April 9. First Sunday after vacation. Fashion Show — continuous performance from seven A. M. to ten P. M. April I 1. Miss King in spelling class, Lucile, spell and define archangel. Lucile Bond, a-r-k-a-n-g-e-1. Oh, yes, he was the one who carried the ark through the wilder- ness. April 1 3. Miss Chickering in College English II, Elizabeth, where is Tophet? E. Wood, Tophet is a small town in Scotland. April 15. Miss Howey in class, Was there any writer of criticism during the Elizabethan Period? Dot Higgins, hopefully, Burke wrote his criticism on the French Revolution. April 1 8. Botany class during a discussion in leaves. Miss Stoody, Name a smooth leaf. May Bartlett, Wandering Jew. 69 ilty (Calendar (£ontumf ) April 20. At table, Do you have good roads in Altoona? Janet Davis, Oh yes, all the streets are paved with alfalfa. April 22. Miss King in spelling class, H-o-a-r-d is the verb, h-o-r-d-e the noun. P. Turtein, Which way do you spell coal-hod. April 23. Rain prevents Easter number of the Fashion Show. April 24. Louise Stillwell, discoursing on dogs, When you are raising Collies, you have to be awful ear- ful about distemper. Janet Davis, Distemper? Why they have perfectly lovely dispositions. April 26. E. Wood, A spectrum is a ghost. I wonder if that girl tries to bluff! April 27. At German table, I am knitting a sweater, Frau Cramer. Frau Cramer, I hope that you won ' t get too wrapped up in it, Dorothy. Dot, There is enough to be wrapped up in yet, Frau Cramer. April 27. Passerby, What are those wild shrieks — fire? No, just baseball. May 1 0. Joe appears with bangs. One more added to the bang crowd. Mis? Countway asks Marj what to call those naughty children who cut bangs. Marj, The little cut-ups. 70 aablra iXhannr Will the meeting please come to order? the President of the Student Body for the Correct Faculty rapped authoritatively. The faculty seems to have been tmosnaDy rambooooas this wed ask for your careful attention and co-operation in noting the crimes and ordaining pimiihnamtf J; you can ' t knit with less noise I shall have to ask you to stop. We might as well start at the top anc down. Well, , now about Miss Morgan? Does she still interfere with your wandering abon lights? She seems to enjoy staying in her own room more since the Spring h olid ays ? WeU, that it convenient Mary Church, what is your report of Miss Howey? Oh, I forgot yon don ' t know about that corridor, do you? Perhaps I may ask yon Ruth (M.). Yon ought to be most fully quainted with that third floor front Yes, I quite agree with yon, she does a ltog e ther too much Te It must ruin her appetite for dinner and it is a d eci d ed waste of calling cards. She most realize the dan- ger of the paper famine. 1 11 speak to her dir ec tly . Yon will please pot her on warning. Who is 111 ma, charge of the demerits. Oh! All of you. I beg your pardon. Dorothy (P.) if you sneeze agam you will have to leave this meeting. It is most disturbing. And now Miss Bancroft, is she stall meeting those boys from Phillips? That really must go to Faculty Government Every Thursday and Monday did you say? Sometimes oftener? O utra geous! And Mrs. Cramer. — she must not let Mis visit her at ail times of the day. It sets a horrible example to the other teachers. Marjorie reports the same difficulty with Miss Mason. She masts upon spending her study hours in Miss Kekey ' s room. What was that Josephine? You have trouble makmg her keep your room in order? I ' ll speak to her about that too. And Miss Checkering lies in bed until 7.25 every nmni|i I am sure I don ' t see how she gets to breakfast on tame. Miss Dowd has been caught telephoning agam and serving ice cream to the faculty? 71 HobUs (DjaMj? ((Honttnupfc) She is a discredit to the anti-humarian league. I must reprove her severely. .And Miss Elliott — I know your trials, Janet, but you must consider her age. She is young yet, ask her table. Miss McLean has not learned to walk yet? That is difficult to correct, but then if she will insist upon breaking ankles I suppose I must give her demerits, although I do so hate to do it. Ten for general unruliness, please. Miss Sherman, I hardly think we ought to judge her, bringing up such a large family is so difficult. Is Miss Aldred still teaching that cat baby talk? It is disgraceful. He won ' t even recognize the English lan- guage after awhile. Miss King encourages it too. Has she done anything else? Not a thing? Oh well, give her two demerits for safety first. Miss Stoody. Hasn ' t she been late to breakfast yet? Well, she must stop this coming around the circle at least ten minutes before breakfast. It startles the girls on the front of the house terribly, and it isn ' t good for them to have to hurry unnecessarily at that time in the morning. Miss Spalding, — is she still running at all times and in all directions? It may be good physical exercise but it disturbs the atmosphere and quiet. You ' ll put her on warning too, please. Mile. La Breque has improved, don ' t you think? I believe she only uses forty words to the second now. Miss Pooke — was she laughing the last time you saw her? Oh, she was in Art class. Well, of course, that ' s different. Miss Sweeney — did someone interrupt then? You thought she was a girl? Why certainly not. She is a faculty. Looks are often deceiving. What did Mr. Ashton say? Yes I remember the few days in April when it rained every day for about a week, and what about it? Mr. Ashton said we had to worm our way out of the circle. Awk! Too subtle. Miss Bennett and Miss Nichols — well really it is get- ting late and their musical temperaments ought to save them a lot of trouble. I move the meeting be adjourned. Second the motion. Don ' t one of you tell a thing we have said! 72 «7 N ' s for the Neckwear — so round and so sheer, And the style of it changes at least six times a year. E ' s for the Elite — Oh, lul, lee, lu, la, In those pindling heels that cannot walk far. W ' s for the Wire that holds out her gown, And the skirt made of tenting that girdles her round. S is for S ' matter — what are those girls at? Why they ' re making a smock to match their new hat. T ' s for the Time spent in fixing her hair, With every new style she seems more debonair. Y ' s for the Yards that she has in her skirt. They ' re also made short to keep out of the dirt. L ' s for the Latest — the latest thing out See how they all rush to see what it ' s about. E ' s for the Emblem they call the Frat Pin. They wear it and blush, they wear it and grin. S is for Shoes, in all colors and shades: And this ends our ditty of stylish young maids. 73 glnp! Eook! ICiatfti! The Only Girl namely Sybil was Alone at Last with Paganini at 33 Washington Square. Paganini had been an Outcast in the South for the past month and therefore had not heard the latest Town Topics. After a real heart to heart Chin Chin with his lady love, he was amazed to hear that Little Lord Fauntleroy, of all people, was preparing to enter the Secret Service and go Under Fire for The Greatest Nation in the world. When they had reached this point in their con- versation in rushed The Chief otherwise Fauntleroy, like a Boomerang with The Princess Pat upon his arm. Stop, Look, Listen! he cried, but before he could proceed his two friends were congratulating him on his new position. As soon as he could be heard he went on. It Pays to Advertise, I see, but I have changed my mind for the better. The service is not for me. Instead, the Princess and I are prepar- ing to seek adventure by sailing together Around the Map. Of course we hope the weather will be Fair and Warmer and that we shall be successful in Fixing Sister, but of late she has been decidedly Grumpy. The news was so startling to Sybil and Paganini that Fauntleroy, with his bride to be, had turned and was stalking toward the door like a very Cock o ' the Walk before they had time to hurl after them a Very Good Eddie. 74 -an? Ma We have passed the days of a Junior-Mid, And we ' re Senior-Middles now, And if we study and grind and dig, We ' ll be Seniors yet, I vow. But the days of English III and IV Are almost left behind, And never again will we knit our brows With the News upon our mind. So after this when the bell is rung, And the dining-room grows still. And Miss Bailey announces a victim ' s name While the victim feels a chill, We ' ll all sit back and learn of the war As some poor girl shakes in her shoes, Because we ' re quite safe from that awful thing The Middlers ' fright — The News. J. P.. ' 17. 75 Setoare! Strang? flnim Mtn With Apologies to 1915 Class Book of Mt. Holyoke College. Chapter I. One cold raw day, on Tuesday, the seventh of March, Copley the Copdodger swung off the rear platform of the northbound train and took one deep breath of Andover air. Carelessly he tossed his head from side to side in a vain endeavor to see an American Express sign or a bell hop, but failing he beckoned a jitney and ordered his suitcase delivered at the Inn. Silently he slunk up School Street, the road a sheet of smooth, silver slippenness under his feet. As he neared the circle he stopped, removed an exquisite felt hat and sneered. The sun shone on his yellow locks giving one that pleasing sensation of egg salad. His trousers creased at just the right angle to obscure a protruding knee, put out one midnight when the gang in the gambling house had fled, but what difference did his past life make? His friend, Paul, had asked him to take the charming Madeline Muchmoney to the Abbot Prom and he meant to do it. Marry her? Yes! And then money, money, how he needed money. He laughed gloatingly, shoved his hat around his ears and strode manfully into the circle. With a mystifying quickness of penetration he strode straight for Draper Hall, but his face wore a perplexed frown. He gazed inquiringly at one entrance and then the other. Finally he stopped half way between and tossed his nickel — heads, the right entrance facing north. Suddenly the maid who had been unobtrusively tying her snowshoe looked up and held out her arms. Copley, she cried, stepped on her snowshoe and fell gracefully into a snowbank. Plaza, he hissed, so you are here, and he sprang to the rescue. As he righted her he whispered warningly, I am here to meet Madeline Muchmoney. She must be mine and you shall not interfere! He laughed and leered and little molecules of ozone froze around his lips as Plaza snowshoed sobbingly toward the back of the building. 76 iBpuiarr ! Strang? Prom iHrn ( (Euntinupo I Chapter II. That night the prom. The gym was a vision of fairyland. Its Japanese lanterns glowing, the cozy corners beckoning and those yards and yards of various colored tulle. To be sure the girls wore those but they added to the color. But to whom were all eyes turned? To that simple sedate maiden in the corner. The one with the blue-black hair, the color of which quite rivaled the atmosphere of one ' s room when one bangs one ' s toes against a chair in a vain attempt to f ind one ' s shoes at the sound of the fire bell. And her eyes — ah! That soft deep brown of Andover mud and how radiant they were as she tightly clasped the armful of magnolias that Copley had sent her. Yes, he was wonderful and he had asked her — she could hardly believe it, on such short notice, too. But yes, she was to marry him to-night, below the auto waits. Oh ! This was their dance and now, the escape. Silently they slid through the sliding doors and they were on the circle in the dark of night. Chapter III. Is that you, dearest? Copley stopped his restless pacing as he looked up the fire escape and held out his hand to aid the descent. But who is this gliding stealthily around the corner. It is — it is — oh, I see you know already. Plaza the Sob Specialist. Her voice broke the stillness of the night. Copley, I loved you, yes, but this, — oh, not this. Madeline has been like a sister to me and you shall not ruin her life. Escape while there is yet time, for I have Mr. Clinton, Mr. Dearborn and Charlie coming with a rescue party. With a howl of despair the villain headed for the Shawsheen. Plaza ' s hand crept to her throat and every nerve strained with emotion. 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