Baldwin School - Prism Yearbook (Bryn Mawr, PA)

Text from Pages 1 - 136 of the 1945 volume:

9 4 5 PREFACE With the ringing of a hell, we end our life at Baldwin, and hid farewell to all this year has meant to us. In this simple action, we recall everything, all the fun and hard work and friends, all the classes, and hockey games, and assemblies. It is the culmination of remembered things. Perhaps, you will think of us and our life here with the faint re-echoing of the last reverbera- tion, and so something will always remain of us. We call it the Senior Bell, but only because it is we who ring it. Ringing the bell forever welds us together, a thing common to all of us in this Senior Class, and in the classes that have gone before us. And each year with its ringing, the classes below us advance nearer to the time when they, too, will walk down the stairs and ring the bell. DEDICATION TO MISS BECKWITH Many a blue Monday has been brightened by Miss Beckwith's crisp “Good Morning, acconv panied by that special twinkle in her eye. For her humor possesses something electric, which causes one to sit up and take notice. In fact, Miss Beckwith's whole manner is lively and stimulating. Her method of doing a job thor oughly and quickly, leaving no ragged edges, has inspired us with the resolve to do our jobs, now, and in the future, in this same clean-cut fashion. In Miss Beckwith we have found an absolutely unselfish person, with a genuine interest and sympathy for others. She greets us openly and directly, remembering our small achievements, forgetting our past failures, caring for each one of us as individuals. We have seen her courage' ously carry on in a time of sorrow, keeping her friendly smile, and never once forgetting us. So, to you. Miss Beckwith, with love and admira' tion, we of '45, dedicate this Annual. Miss Minnie A. Beckwith IN MEMORIAM Somewhere in the back of our minds exists a kaleidoscopic association between Ancient HiV tory and a watch on a long black ribbon, pink topic cards, T.T.O.'s, a peer over the silver rim of glasses, and a grey'blue twinkle. Miss Albert's Ancient History class becomes, as we look back on it, one of the greatest privileges of our total experience at school. Her inspiring scholarship and enthusiasm gave a three dimen' sional quality to history that transcended text books, a quality that gave reality and atmosphere to Greek philosophers and Egyptian Pyramids. The patience and real friendship that Miss Albert extended to us, in the last years of her life and in the beginning of ours, is a debt to be paid in tribute, not only to her memory, but to her ideals as well. Miss Grack Albert To the Class of 19-T5 The ending of your school years brings a marked change to your lives. Now each of you must assume full responsibility for herself. Your fanv ily and the school can only hope that you will use wisely what both have tried to give you— ideals which will help you make wise choices, the ability to think and to act on the basis of fact and not of emotion, and the experience of deep satisfaction which comes to each of us in carrying through a hard job, whether intellectual or physical, to the best of our abilities. My hope for each of you is that you will always be ready to make the most of what life brings you, to face changes courageously and fearlessly, and to put into practice the basic principles of Christianity and democracy. In this way you may help to bring about better understandings among people and do your part to make a bet' ter world. Rosamond Cross CLASS SONG Nineteen forty'five! We're striving toward our aim With ever growing fame. The Class of Green hears onward Baldwin’s name. Our banners wave as praises we proclaim. And we go marching on! Our courage ever high, Our motto, “Do or die. For purpose strong our name will e'er live on. Hail Green of forty'five! We take our stand! In all that comes anew, Forgetful not of you, Baldwin School, a memory ever clear, The joys we knew and friends we hold so dear. So, onward forty'five! From purpose never sway, To make each dawning day, The bearer of our fame to skies above. Hail Green of forty'five! (Tine—“Sky Anchors Away”) “Pull if ye never pulled before Good ringers, pull your best. —Jean Ingelon “Lee” MARY I .EE ALBERTSEN Vivacious . . . tennis fiend . . . idealizer of Willkie . . . analytical mind . . . keen wit and swift sense of humor . . . luminous paint . . . happy-go-lucky . . . “Unbeliev- able!” . . . frogs . . . fake basso voice . . . Niche one. Rillah” . . . continual state of blissful confusion . . . buoyant jx'rson- ality . . . gaily affectionate . . . M’ongry” (I'm Kni i v) . jtPpptimistic . . . generous.. Vw 4 MARJORIE DOROTHY ALLAN “Marge” Naturally curly hair . . . teddy bears . . . those twinkling eyes . . . affectionate . . . sincere . . . earrings . . . That was quite something!” . . . intense . . . sympathetic . . . cute . . . always dropping everything . . . plaid shirt . . . deep love of Wool- worth’s . . . talkative . . . vivacious. GERTRUDE THAYER ALMY “A ’ini' Politics . . . work camp . . . friendly . . . Service League . . . horses and hunting . . . efficient . . . energetic . . . beautiful crea- tive writing . . . sense of humor . . . radical . . . Labor Organization . . . intense . . . “Don’t shake my hand. I’m an independ- ent voter! MARY ALBAN ANDREWS “Moggs Naturally curly hair . . . turned up nose . . . cute smile . . . quiet . . . friendly . . . actress . . . Hieka . . . viola . . . poetic . . . dramatics in the suite . . . laundry prob- lems . . . sensitive . . . British accent . , . musical . . . Auntie Moggs . . . philosopher. LUCY APPLE I ON 'Lucy” Dramatics . . . excitable . . . sudden laugh . . . conscientious . . . telephone duty . . . cuckoo clock . . . naturally curly hair (ex- cept in Pennsylvania) . . . worried . . . foggy . . . yellow bathrobe . . . Annisquam . . . extreme moods . . . sailing . . . Tootsie Rolls . . . Tough! BEA TRICE ANNE BARRETT “Bebe” Artistic . . . keen housekeeper . . . swim- ming . . . soprano voice . . . sense of humor . . . adorable dresses . . . always ready to help . . . those Army and Navy men . . . worries . . . dramatic club scenery . . . blue harlequin glasses . . . Yipc! 'M-1 n — 27 OL nn GJ0L “U} C A . ruu i- -g-jx r -— f2JL£ cl cl a yrruz. ---foo ?? C ffmJ 7s o«A t—e ( JEANNE STONE BARRE 1 I 7 7 Full of fun . . . scientist . . . keen jitter- bug . . . farming . . . unlimited appetite . . . husky voice and unruly hair . . . Glee Club book . . . “Creeps” . . . good mixer . . . snake ring. jy o. f ±i -57 J y y • fy . y: , v N AT A1.1E B ASSEVI 1 CH W Little one . . . loves to ride in taxis ... ip seven page letters . . . “Oh, nothing can stop the Army Air Corps!!” . . . “Should I wear bangs?” . . . coy . . . cute . . . fem- inine . . . Black feather cut . . . platform soles and spikes . . . four feet eleven inches (“No, I am not; I’m five feet now!) . . . combustible giggle . . . small dash of sophistication. 1 £)GOX VujorJ? — GajdLx -Tv s£A-Wq, fcoil. aurui CXjlX. ci ru Ai-crv tJjPLil. G. VJ.'D KjJUL9g. L Q-Qjr . cw -XAJoti i fV i_cJ--ea- poji f 5UJ jul _xjUL C« c 2 a. ohancaj Jxjorru c_o-rn_poru JbtlJ cn-o cciA cvTxxjT- i_h 1 CAROLINE LEE BEARD Carrie Den • L 'fo xjLlcun v oujx. jJlILa. cxr Glamor plus and that immaculate look . . . “Ah. yes” . . . diving . . . Navy . . . long hair . . . dark lipstick . . . sponges? . . . telephone conversations . . . Cheese— ugh! I hate it!” . . . “Jeezle” . . . honor posture . . . the club for dinner . . . baggy yellow sweater . . . Commission. 2Lxcll UbOL n‘‘ CAjUcfV Lolk, - QcOOLC-A, NB'fcGOC urieM, c ' 3 cioCM ra 'i —j ua Qsm 3Js ' i )g snusti la'Ls.n cSSxnoui h ci Sot v ? -aoed ui qs)- Qij eciQs K tV2.QL$ -O fz a. ( 9) (Cl 2aY, Qpz 42QA v ound PATRICIA SHOEMAKER BEATTY vk V' ,,pat Service League . . . announcements in As- J) 1 n C sembly . . . school spirit . . . fiddling with Q$'(L lCU ,sc,,,l,ly. . '.i ivnri A cC sSl! spirit . . . fiddling a pencil . . . horses . . . farm in West Cites ter conscientious deliberate wav W5—ta ng • • • freckles . . . disarming sim vD i plicity . . . laughing on one note (S morning bus ... art . vScoz energetic enthusiasm 9oisorry! athletics . . “I—I—I’m PHOEBE JANE BOOTH Phoebe Cynical wink . . . all-’round genius . . . dark lipstick and sophisticated clothes . . . gives millions of parties . . . swimming pool . . . Hi, chum!” . . . flowers in hair . . . small and | ert . . . enormous eye- lashes . . . impulsive giggle . . . “How arc WE today? ■ SLo H- LYDIA RUTH BREEN ' I Ksru. Ruthie” I 'W; Quiet . . . sincere . . . pretty smile . . . good humor . . . friendly . . . constantly helpful . . . “Jecjjcrs Creepers” . . . con- servative . . . opal rings . . . chocolate ice cream . . . “Did you get those Math prob- lems? . . . talkative . . . alto . . . harmoniz- ing in the suite . . . nylon stockings . . . Towanda . . . gardenias . . . burdened. v r- y ‘ Z' x' EUN.OR PRUDDEN BURNS “Eilee” I Hp $ES . . . Robin . . . blue jeans and red v , v 'plaid shirt . . . Fec ung” . . . old records «•V ... lipsticks . . . Riding Club President y r ' ... I thought I’d split a gut!” . . . red r! thought I’d split a gut! pants . . . My heart bleeds for you” . . . sense of humor . . . temper . . . frantic moments . . . goes into hysterics and be- comes impossibly asinine . . . gets drunk on cokes . . . marvelous wit . . . Mule. O ANNE HAWORTH CAM M ACK “Cnmmack’ Now out in St. I.ouis—” . . . Harry . . . ballet dancing . . . friendly . . . poised . . . swimming . . . distinctive looks . . . Charleston . . . Spanish . . . good mixer . . . versatile . . . Caroline . . . Buz! . . . “But that’s not what I mean!” Vvcl WcLlo v C -On J X� CAX } riXJXl ku k l fTvw 0_4_- - k )E n aJ O-cSfcu ©, PAULA CASH Paula” V Sweet . . . royal blue eyes . . . heart-break- ingly sincere . . . Southern belle . . . knit- j ting . . . innumerable friends . . . “Won- derful!” . . . Claudia . . . refreshingly naive . . . dainty . . . Virginia charm . . . txx-uo r uv all about Jus . . . “It’s not peroxide!” ... . swift smile . . . warm-hearted. W w 1°r SLxcJ ojLkt L C iv ojlx kO cm. rVu ycjL UvJ USLA ( Va vO’Or - ax VJa k«. uk ksL©wa Vatx o-Q_ i SALI.Y JEAN CHURCH “ � ' Rit crackers . . . Greenville . . . symphony concerts . . . “Today, I’m going to diet!” . . . five letters a day . . . falling curtain rods . . . giggles . . . Friday is washday . . . potato chips . . . books . . . topic cards . . . Stella . . . rcmcdials . . . that inno- cent look. lJLk. hrz r - J-A C_£L� -Sr 4t - -- � -■ A, X � I nvi ' MARY HARRIET El.DREDGE “Mary Harriet Poise and sophistication . . . fencing . . . independent . . . “Now, girls!” . . . gigan- tic red ribbon with pink uniforms . . Annual accounts . . . whiff of “Bond Street” . . . that tan sweater . . . Opera . . . indi- vidual . . Emergency Aid . . . journalism . . grilled cheese and milkshakes. SUZANNE WETHER 11.1. EVANS “Sue” Big brown eyes . . . long eyelashes . . . “Let me tell you what happened!” . . . stacks of mail . . . aversion for oral re- ports . . . Lacrosse . . . artistic (tempera- ment included) ... I Love You Truly . . . sense of humor . . . sincerity . . . orig- inality . . . vagueness . . . white hair rib- bon . . . pointing with her little finger . . . Infantry. o y - warn SARAH LAWRENCE FAIRMAf J “Sallic The Navy . . . Annapolis . . . quid . . striking . . . dark eyes and long lashes . . reserved . . . sincere . . . “Gol-lec! . . Oh, those weekends! . . . lisp . . . con- scientious . . . sweaters . . . friendly . . “I haven’t been to bed before three this weekend.” V K 7 o) o FF EMMA LEE FAY X) . v Colorado . . . Estes Park . . . heavy silver jvr ring . . . cowboy bools . . . that voice and vD ' ■ that laugh — “Ecec-aahhll” . . . Lucky jfF s v Strikes . . . perfume . . . Rosy Future . . yyP champagne . . . observant . . . live and s let live and have fun while you’re about it . . . records and jokes—“Did you ever i fjl hear the one about----?” . . . sensitivity qv) . . . B. B. C. (and we don’t mean British —c' Broadcasting Company.) -S [- lUxJi I -, -A- -' fr - syJs Jr 4- ' IS+r W� - , , ;. ,f c- t - flitARAH'AI AE IT$AAn' “Sally’’ Bridgeton, that's where New Jersey is!!” . . . sincere . . . happy . . . honestly frank . . . “nutty as a fruit cake” . . . sports . . . Gold Hockey Slick . . . Change of mind —quick!!” . . . swimming instructor . . . Everything follows Justice!! . . . pig- tails, etc. . . . That comes from Bridge- ton!” . . . Sleep—yippee-e-e-e-c-e-e!” . . . Aquatic School . . . Who knocked the curtains down?” JUS cU - jA— - i XfTUuU 2 ELIZABETH MAE FLINT “Ilabs” ( Freckles . . . “Oh, mah soul . . . opera . . . rich coloratura voice . . . Rembrandt . . . designing her own clothes . . . drape V | shapes . . . red . . . Washington. 1). C. . . . poetry . . . Well, naturally.” _r £ (yy —'Jj j - 3. U 7 J I in z, - A JL A • o?aa£s £ - G aL ji£' £ — — OU L a - f ( y J CL� - ,. MARY BELDEN FORKER Generosity . . . And Then, my dear! . . . sympathetic . . . funny faces . . . short hair . . . vitality . . . Blue Grass . . . black . . . good looking sweaters . . . busy . . . boxes of candy . . . “There’s something pro- found in that!” . . . weekends in New York . . . Oh. Nannie!” . . . infectious laugh . . . millions of friends. ELISE CAROLYN HANSON Carolyn” YVulp? (meaning well) . . . popularity . . . looks good in anything, even uniforms . . . charm bracelets . . . hard working . . . Navy . . . Oh, dear” . . . cute blouses . . . figure a la mode . . . quiet (?) . . . long wavy hair. ANNA LOUJSE HARTMANN “Anky” Canteens . . . Ics Marins Francais . . . character parts . . . individualist ... as- pirin . . . dainty . . . infectious laugh . . . generosity . . . Moore’s chief stockholder . . . Hairdos . . . shore . . . tan . . . boating . . . fun to be with . . . artistic . . . occu- pational therapy. JJeJlQ; TVioT cm cxaXa Upu cvtK. vvxHcWy h r XSh k � NOiV j Vtv€ lC fi MARY ELLEN HEISLER X? oUn ryu $ do-40 cX A-tTir . Sqtiirrcly” UtfGvvt , . junior Miss . . . enthusiasm . . . long sweaters . . . turned-up nose . . . jitterbug- ging . . . brownies . . . bouncing friendli- ness . . . millions of cute lapel pins . . . naturalness . . . raw cauliflower a la Bugs Bunny . . . Red Skelton in skirts. )K‘ HrnuK } £ cs e � i : Yv -e sjHosK Vv« uOcc VNCVcfi •£ 4cm‘t X3 V3 od2J S W“ V k s U . -5' W 2 c)r7v cbcJUy - c5cicini OlAc l't 5 OtjUf4 (? U e o V= KcJ 0 Vv re a =l T «bbbm bbb bhbhmhbb yYv o v W(J ™- s ctr ocS rl - ”BeVv v e cr h 0 OOxP LfOU J StOTl - C - V mouur «Hov MARGARET REED HUDSON “Margie” Montana ranches . . . food . . . saddle- shoes . . . Walker’s . . . frank opinions . . . skiing . . . incessant mail . . . sincerity . . . subtle laugh . . . pencil behind ear . . . eyebrows . . . freckles . . . “Hey, kids!” ELIZABETH ANN HURD “Betsy” Friendly ... a breezy “Hi-thcrc” . . . “But just look at my hair!” . . . riding . . . green eyes . . . Apple Blossom . . . “But I don’t bite my nails” . . . conscientious . . . “Oh, well, my heavenly days” . . . dependable . . . “That’s neat” . . . dieting!! . . . U. S. A. A. F. . . . Bing Crosby . . . “Under- stand'” . . . sympathetic . . . “Naturally.” AMY BELLE JOHNSON “Flash” Spirited . . . two-inch eyelashes . . . pen nose . . . Murph!” . . . continual diets . . . warmly understanding . . . athletic . . . Yes, but now Minnesota—” . . . imag- inative . . . It was just a howl . . . sweat shirts ... “I hate fools!” . . . thoughtful . . . a farmer at heart . . . dependable . . . a true addict of the wilderness. JOANNE TUDHOPE JOHNSON Jo Sticky buns . . . the perfect figure . English papers . . . scintillating wit makes her own clothes . . . conscientious . . . horses . . . reminiscing . . . Golly, Moses . . . earrings . . . Hey, fellers! . . . Yale . . . haunts the gym office scales . . . switchboard operator . . . teddy bears . . . “Hey, Mule!” . . . sympathetic. JdiUC luMsiUf X ' 4+ - . 9L L t In .. . 'iLssJ jjJ 2L± A. A mi i S r ■ff | f' . . jw. 4 ££ mj - u-m , - 31 3l jy iJL, y° lHBInj MARYUJI JONES • Mriru_l tti i fi -tLu. IfUJ y i ...... ■,[. � K � , (ims-yuti- , ,, , Jtt Smile . . . (roubles . . . | onipadour ... � On a diet tomorrow” . . . Men! . . . sin- cere . . . It’s the principle behind it all fife f.tu- . . . bright lipstick, dark pancake . . . , |A School Chairman . . . posture . . . sensi- tivity . . . high voice . . . capable . . . clothes . . . figure . . . high ideals. . fMfA K dt. juuJty , 1+ Jh r OL (?J Sparkle . . . dimples V. . earrings . . . flow- ers . . . enthusiastic . . . exciting weekends • • • giggle . . . Tabu . . . mail and males . . . Class President . . . Y’all please be quiet” . . . sympathetic . . . sweetness . . . mischievous blue eyes. i — (hr - i rhrK . , JOHAN NE THEUNES JORALEMON “Janie' Unsophisticated . . . underweight list . . . chemical experiments in the cellar at home . . . dark brown eyes with blonde hair . . . strong alto . . . energy personified . . . pho- tography . . . classical records . . . food on hand ... in a tear. STROTHERS JOYCE Struthers' Red lizard shoes . . . Monday holidays . . . Haverford College . . . polite . . . dreamy . . . smoker’s hack . . . Latin America (men and music) . . . black slips . . . tomato colored uniform . . . consid- erate . . . gullible . . . chic . . . V-neck sweater . . . wants to be a doctor. FLORENCE MERWIN KELSO “Flop” Mathematical genius . . . dimples . . . mind of her own in Any kind of an argument . . . precise . . . neatness . . . giggles . . . cre- ative writing . . . Lacrosse and Hockey . . . innocent blue eyes . . . imaginative and thoughtful . . . cartoons . . . poems, serious and otherwise . . . “How cwude!” ft v . SlS rt jL t A H5 Y Ia Wvx— ANN WINSOR K11. LOUGH “Killough” Piano . . . quiet . . . dependable . . . fund of information . . . clever wit . . . particu- lar . . . temperamental . . . hidden char- acter . . . Oh, no, not that!” . . . Darn that phone!” . . . capable . . . humorous sarcasm . . . hazy eyes . . . 1). C. . . . asleep until breakfast. VIRGINIA CLEVELAND KIRKLAND Dinny” Red-gold hair . . . Sewanec . . . “How divine!” . . . that Texas drawl . . . fuchsia lipstick . . . industrious . . . Greetings Gate” . . . jokes . . . Without a Song (a la Sinatra) . . . piano playing . . . always hungry . . . friendly ... I swear!” . . . capable. BRANTLEY CARTER LAMBERI) “Cart Dependable . . . sincere . . . thoughtful . . . Oh, no, you’re kidding!” . . . gracious dignity . . . mature thinker . . . silky hair . . . divine sweaters and skirts ... ex- pressive eyes . . . scuffing loafers . . . help- ful . . . infectious grin. ANNA VAUGHAN LEE “Atma “Life was so peaceful at the laundry . . . Clearfield . . . Benny Goodman . . . always singing . . . archery . . . darling clothes and figure to match . . . should have been twins . . . her own swimming pool . . . petite ... a Roosevelt supporter . . . Glad to have jou aboard . . . .wings . . . Spotlight Bands . . . Smokey. but she no smoky! . . . cute things come in small enure face ANITA HENRIETTA IxJ G Springy walk . . . willowy . . . expressive eyes . . . friendly . . . characteristic ges-fyK � tures . . . dcsj erate seriousness ' ‘ I r . . . thick hair . . . contagious laugh smart clothes . . . hairdos . . . wealth of friends . . . riotous experiences . . . that ] J � black suit . . . nightgowns . . . laughs with i j . “Do you indulge?” ensue Rts-pv. (at times) l|U) laugh . . . MT K tugns with (Q ) c? r)L t SHIRLEY ANN LOWERY 'Shirley Tactful . . . considerate . . . outwardly re- served . . . giggling fits . . . quiet voice . . . a good listener . . . reliable . . . red-rimmed glasses . . . bewitching eyes . . . cute little nose . . . hair-combing . . . U. of I . . . Vermont. GWENDOLYN HUNSICKER MASON “Gwcnny” “Jaaa-heh-heh“ . . . dried bananas . . . Dewey buttons . . . elevator boys . . . study- ing on the train . . . long dark eyelashes and short blond hair . . . eating chicken legs . . . aversion for Modern Art . . . turned-up grin . . . cowboy songs (harmo- nizing) . . . Lacrosse . . . taking snapshots . . . I'm over five feet!” . . . effervescent. y ?ABETH MASON Sally SARAH . E? Lo ’ ©fithing voice . . . neat clothes . . . rOlLTkosc legs!!!” . . . artistic ability . . . Jjllden hair . . . horses and more horses . . . nylons . . . priceless imitations of Vrankie . . . loves purple . . . striking impish nose . . . “No-no; not that!” Overglow copper . . . little white nightie . . . loves apples, worms and all . . . Cock tails for Two . . . “Dooten up and die right” instead of “Straighten up and fly right.” wonderful complexion . . . cute smile . . . generous . . . reserved . . . dependable . . . imperturbable . . . neat (both ways) . . . walking time-table . . . liked by Everybody! ALINE MISRACHI Senorita . . . dreamy brown eyes . . . black raven hair . . . bubble bath . . . polka dot pajamas . . . dependable . . . sincere . . . “Ah, come on. Bozo” . . . The Shape . . . quiet, mysterious smile . . . sweet peas . . . Mon Image. Bozo” W oJ- 'JL ij� —«- £ 3 jL- - RUTH MLSRACHI ‘Rutic” Friends galore . . . Mexico! . . . ires chic . . . considerate ... “1 am not gullible! • • • giggly • • • loyal . . . innocent? . . . unconscious humor . . . talk. talk, talk . . . conscientious . . . vivacious . . . generous freckles . . . personality that bubbles like ginger ale. CORA WINSHIP NUNNALLY “Lucky Feline grace . . . oriental eyes . . . red gym pants . . . black satin and sophisti- cation . . . sympathetic . . sudden bursts of uproarious humor . . . striking . . . New York weekends . . . cascading hair and severe upsweeps . . . dramatic . . . incon- gruous imitations of Uriah Heep. THEODORA MADELINE PHILLIPS “Teddy” Brown eyes and tortoise-shell glasses . . . page boy . . . Rosy Future . . . shoes and more shoes . . . black dresses and earrings . . . ambitious . . . industrious . . . up on all current events . . . organizer . . . friend- ly .. . Johnny Jeep . . . sympathetic . . . interested in everything . . . badminton • • • JegsJ MARY JANE PRATT ‘Pratt ' Feather cut . . . fur jacket . . . Tin not eating between meals now” . . . conscien- tious . . . men on her mind . . . Lady in red . . . pictures . . . Honor Roll . . . determination . . . Hartford . . . striking features. X EMII.V RUTH REN WICK “Emy Gomel . . . “Don’t call me that!” . . . black hair . . . fingernails . . . personality plus . . . sense of humor (we do mean humor!) . . . original . . . doodles . . . maroon lip- stick . . . homework! . . . humming . . . inventing a language all her own . . . that $1,000 . . . elevator laugh . . . “That’s priceless!” . . . nuts at lunch. ’Skinny” Hi! . . . giggles . . . Maine lobster . . . naive . . . effervescent . . . Latin Ameri-% can music . . . athletic . . . generous . . . continual chatter . . . artistic ... 1 spent till two o’clock on my English!” . . . tele- phone calls . . . cheerful . . . ice-skating. VAT -Vts (TOQjt oj qjjus. WvQ. r Q.vC V £2- X ’S SliAA- Vvvv. C CTVJIAJ l juU c- hor rr jLx OfVfiJr’ % VWx l at lso4-'S v “Schmid I Loyal . . . affectionate . . . great sense of humor . . . anchors . . . pet names for everyone . . . vivacious . . . funny faces . . . baby talk . . . ambition . . . those pin- curls! . . . Ajax . . . “How?” . . . purple- ink . . letters, letters and more letters . . . red plaid suit . . . “Oh. for Pete’s sake!” NANCY RAYMOND SEAMAN “Seaman” Upsweep . . . red-brown hair . . . letters galore, especially Bill’s . . . mink coat . . . taking off Cammack . . . ice-skating . . . diet, 125 lbs. . . . reliable . . . wild ideas . . . individuality plus . . . snappy . . . remark for every occasion . . . warm- hearted. ■ '‘Kathy” EVELENE HINCKLEY SMITH “Hinck I.oud guffaws . . . hair-cuts . . . humor . . . Dramatics . . . domineering . . . La- crosse. . Horses, horses, horses! . . . • • • Everett . . . “Well, this is the end! . . . penny bank . . . Hey, Sarah, come help me out of this! . . . Doc, I can’t do this French!! . . . Way Down Upon the Swanee River . . . tall, blond-----! . . . language (French English, etc.) . . . Let’s eat!!” . . . Who knocked the curtains down?” . . . long, tapering fingers. KATHLEEN SHERIDAN I don't know” . . . the figure we dream about . . . two left-handed mittens . . . He's too serious” . . . heart of gold . . . early Church . . . Pa-o-La Ka-nsas . . . bang, crash . . . What did I do wrong?” • ■ • nightgowns . . . ginger ale . ! . Oh, Paula . . . dreamy . . . the right remark at the right minute. ROSEMARY HERNICE SMITH Posey' Striking . . . gay, hazel eyes . . . purple shoes . . . extravagant, yellow elephant . . . sophisticated . . . Cocktails for Two . . . harmonizing after lights . . . Voice! . . . riotous personality . . . devilish grin . . . angelic . . . squashes candy . . . Frank- enstein’s monster . . . Aunt Posey . . . Who dat up dcr?” . . . monopolizes the mantelpiece with her family pictures . . . Anchors A weigh . . . Get that fox-foot out of here!” MARY LOUISE SEINE “Mamie” Wonderful imitations . . . red-rimmed glasses . . . Math whiz . . . quiet, but secretly devilish . . . good sense of humor . . . full of fun . . . sad-looking panda . . . Well, it is my radio . . . nourishes cactus plant, or is it rubber? . . . insatiable appetite . . . “Oh, come now!” . . . Ca suff it!” DOROTHY ROBERTA STRANG “Dotty” Hard-working . . . burdened . . . always on the run . . . ever in the library . . . I haven’t got Much to do! . . . Carl . . . striking . . . sudden laugh . . . sense of humor . . . eyes like Michele Morgan . . . long lashes . . . excitable . . . always on diets . . . Fifteen pounds in two weeks —I’m taking a weekend then!” e $£ A 4 Jp, ' ■ ,KT 2 JULIA CARVER TOMS Halo of curls . . . vivacious . brown eyes . . . jitterbug . . . . . . Golliwog's Cakewalk . y’all” . . . Boogie Woogic . . . Chesterfields . . . meticulous. . . flashing cheerleader . . “Listen nylons . . . nik s™ ■— will 7 P 2 5 vn '—fi rfc ? ? � — Wc L Jf ClL C n uy C fr t iht h(Hf£ o QyU ua boL tO £ ') L mdiflqL- Ka If min i coo q , J Jf-imtfnttt 'fa. c (r ?fJ4 d — ESTHER CAROL UROUHART t rA UfhCki mt----- Meticulous . . . shining page boy washing . . . My dear, really!” . . . sud- t- den bursts of humor . . . considerate . . . autocratic . . . conservative . . . senti- mentalist . . . “The Republic!” . . . mum- bling over letters . . . strict diets that really work . . . apples, apples, apples. T)eoj Wdrfc - - dCfpzx (aT xrtv d Aoo - rrdyr V- — o£coun -Ur o l ypu� - evod cLpp acJ DORATHEA M ALI AVOR I II Polly” Ash blond hair . . . cute smile . . . friendly . . . good mixer . . . AB member . . . dependable . . . conservative . . . laughing over the phone with Carrie . . . Margate, N. J. . . . great architect . . . bouncy. C£AVV WurrisOV Be cet Uot JEAN WELLINGTON “Bean Loyal . . . engagingly frank . . . gener- ous . . . blunt humor and keen wit . . . red pixie glasses . . . abrupt . . . Gum . . . dashing frantically about . . . mischievous . . . worries . . . Oh, Nancy-Liz!” . . . Well, I was so embarrassed! . . . lip- stick and earrings . . . Canada. Sl_ aI§ CU_q) - «3 oJL yvu AX c .c — V cCi ( x_ o -OJLX v3 0 - y E flMHHHHHHBfiHHH a o rs. o o tx - u - Q-Xcw ( K- JkjoOO - “Nan” v Q Me —r Lav -feios- C3 '- -- ' 1— -— —. — - jiybufil ,„ ««, — ljt-- - ° T ' i'- 1a • SS“ • • • Jto caft or noi ioca . . c. coniplexioftv -Si . .pbSASifl $SLk • BSts iS5£) rom liwtagrk • • • BhjbfisaSS) rftng mnTirksr. . o!B.C. (rod ovc iiNjiutC.Vm tnV) s'� s runtlcdp. S o $ • JS' 6VAN.N jjn ist v 0fut� ' w w'� irfjK itttdlison jcy - brothc sj � . • saijnjg ■J 5 Acc-rctS !y� u isiircr y Dnihiati CIub . . . conscientious) . £? shaky laugfcner . . . ape (-yjr? p urs . . . torn pajama . ginger ah . . . profile when jQrains iy nvfs . . . C N.B.G (and Qoii’t non NatioQ Broadcasting Company) . big cater . . . fcnsc of hCuffbr . . . rojkferftd i motions . . . hig plans (pipt 3reams). -PL y - s)? r ELEANOR JANE WOODRUFF “Elmer” Green eyes and dimples . . . wonderful figure ... I had the funniest dream last night” . . . overbidding . . . black hair . . . Philadelphia accent . . . rumor . . . Most certainly” . . . remedials . . . pessi mistic . . . I’ll Walk Alone . . . sympa- thetic . . . skirts she made hersell . . . devastating smile. O. trxs KA do ? C f tXXJl. ,a “-te' -2 tx . 1 ° — LaZWc . (--= = d j nr'iil11 ‘ X + ..Ak TsK t-ia ‘-H° -HU ino kti W hor� ( r® JULIANA WRIGHT “Julie” Bright blue eyes . . . pretty ... a mind of her own . . . Of and About . . . hockey . . . sweater girl . . . independent . . . twelve-page letters . . . intelligent . . . allergic to tobacco . . . just adores the Navy. J- Hvj2Xv' � !5 a IT (C r HU ’ u� P 4 “1 skUJC Lote jeer J A uz CAy -XtL A Xct s A °-y - j£, e . dk jtAwsAf cU + '++ 1 iam: y Cast with autographs . . . high ideals . . . ■“ Aj 'aJA Perry and Silver Lake . . . always knitting ._ . Washington . . . my Buddy . . . musi- cal .. . Spanish . . . tall stories . . . “Get out so 1 can finish my history” . . . brother . . . excitable . . . Perry Record . . . Air Mail letters . . . “Who knocked the cur- UOWIIf y . AiK CC -O OJL Sj aj(gstU C4JL+ A%t yfajjuJ aA-c£0 AUa x Zc A£aCj j - 3 yCjL xA -4} a uA BARBARA ANN YORK York’ Allentown . . . Mrs. Anthony . . . ever seen her rogues’ gallery? . . . Champagne!! . . . N.B.C. (and we don't mean National Broadcasting Company!) . . . long blond hair . . . basketball . . . “I’m not Very mad!!” . . . cream cheese and olives . . . food and more food . . . very frank . . . Till then----yo!” ... a way all her own . . . eat, drink and be merry . . . Ah. sweet memories! . . . There are such things.” ■ M L Idt A-e. cu J (j nJL. i- bxjLbq Xx tlt. XtJlon 1 1 9J r fi Senior Statistics As We See As the Faculty As Our Contemporaries Ourselves Sees Us See Us Best All Around ..........Beard Beard Beany Most School Spirit .......Beatty Forker Beatty Most Brilliant ...........Johnson, J, Booth Strang Most Versatile ...........Strang Forker Beatty Most Ambitious ...........Eldredgc Johnston Eldredge Most Likely to Succeed....Eldredge Seaman Fay Most Poised ..............Nunnally Kirkland Beard Best Mixer ...............Jones Pratt Jones Most Conscientious .......Strang Pratt Forker Most Considerate .........Jones Pratt Misrachi, A. Most Dependable ..........Forker Forker Forker Most Athletic ............Fithian Fithian Fithian Most Artistic ............Mason Mason Mason Most Musical ...........Wyckoff WyckofF Best Actress on Stage..... ndrews Smith, E. Smith, E. Best Actress off Stage....Appleton Nunnally Appleton Biggest Bluffer ..........Pratt Cash Phillips Most Striking ............Nunnally Nunnally Nunnally Prettiest ................Wright Cammack Johnston Cutest ...................Jones York Jones Best Dancer ..............Toms Cammack Toms Most Gullible.............talom Misrachi, R. Salom Most Modest...............Misrachi. A. Misrachi. A. Misrachi, A. Most Blase ...............Hartman Hartman Hartman Most Gracious ............Mct Ier Jones Most Naive ...............Andrews Stine Cash Most Burdened ............Forker Burns Forker Most Sophisticated .......Nunnally Nunnally Nunnally Most Curious .............Wellington Wellington Wellington Most Original ..........Barrett. B. Barrett, B. Most Marriageable ........Mctzlcr Lambert Met ler Most Radical .............Phillips Johnson, A. B. Phillips Most Polite ..............Lambert Young, H. Johnston Most Conservative ........Keating Johnson. J. Andrews In the Densest Fog .......Evans Evans Evans Class Clown ..............Smith, E. Smith, E. Smith. E. Most Candid ............Phillips Seaman Noisiest .................Smith, E. Forker Smith, E. Biggest Eater ............Barrett, J. Cash Cash Most Pessimistic .........Fay Fay Fay Most Optimistic...........Keating Most Sentimental .........Lambert Most Easygoing .........Sheridan Weston Most Typically Baldwin.... York Johnston Joralemon J lie Perfect Senior Hair .................................Virginia Kirkland Eyebrows .......................Emily Renwick Eyelashes ......................Sally Fairman Eyes .........................Rosemary Smith Nose .....................................Jane Joralemon Teeth .......................... Anne Cammacr Mouth .................................Mildred Mktzler Smile .........................Marylin Jones Complexion .....................Emily Renwick Profile ...............Eleanor Jane Woodruff Voice ........................Rosemary Smith Figure ........................Carolyn Hanson Hands ........................Beatrice Barrett Legs ........................... Joan Johnston Feet .......................Anna-Valghan Lee ! E N I o R D Same Favorite Expression Prize Possession M. L. ALBERTSEN •Foul Scrapbook G. ALMY Greetings” Hunting Cap M. ANDREWS “I was only trying to Type No. 5 lie intelligent. I.. APPLETON Please” Cuckoo Clock B. BARRE IT Such is life” My Boat J. BARRETT Jeepers” Beau N. BASSEVITCH Oh. kid” 50 c.c. Shell C. BEARI) Jezzlc. Pczzlc, Bczzle” Navy Track Shoe IV BKATI'Y My Word” Family P. J. BOOTH riu going mad This Annual, of course 1.. R. BREEN ”Jee| crs A certain picture E. BURNS Oh, Come Now Robin A. CAM MACK Good Heavens White Hat I . CASH Isn’t he just the My Purple siveelest thing?” sweater S. CHURCH Ye Gads” Teddy Bear M. H. El.DREDGE I was just going to say. Art Alliance S. EVANS Just look at that sky. .” My Cachec S. FAIRMAN Come Now” My Grey Shirt A T A Mm bit ion Ultimate Destination Pet Hate Secret Passion Gloom Tennis To loaf Frog Collector None Long Tapering Fingers To Die With My Boots On Purgatory Teeth Psmith Vladiner Joe Domination Acting To Own A Thirty Square Meter Dry-docked in Ohio Snapped Halliard Perfect Tan Medical Artist Ma Nature's Creator Epidemics that close the pool. Crew Cuts To Be in the Naval Air Corps The lufantry Monday Morning Wouldn't you like to know? To lie as tall as Hink Fivc Feet (•citing Up Blue eyes and curly hair That of most women Home Sweet Home To Miss Anything Paint and Foxhunt To have enough time Heaven Forbid! People who say profound things that 1 don't get Writing Silly Poems To ALWAYS say the right thing at the right time To think of what 1 should have said, later. Spinach Dancing To travel all over the world. The sky's the limit. References to the blonder part of my hair. Bismark To lie an M.F.H. Improbable Slacks and pumps Buz. but there's nothing secret about that! To raise one eyebrow That's going too far The Rising Bell Blonds with oiown eyes. To lie on the under- weight list. Darned if 1 know Empty Mail Boxes Curly Hair To lie managing editor of the New York Times An old maid Cold Bedrooms Airplanes Overseas for me Philadelphia Evening Bulletin Unseen Adviser Winter Sunsets To l c Elmer’s M ATRON of honor Hardening of the arteries 6:15 P. M. on I.i'l Abner To be a scientist I'll never tell Sunday. E. L. FAY S. FITHIAN E. FLINT M. R. FORK ER C. HANSON A. L. HARTMANN M. HEISLER M. HUDSON B. HURD A. B. JOHNSON J. JOHNSON J. JOHNSTON M. JONES J. JORALEMON S. JOYCE A. E. KEATING F. KELSO A. KILLOUGH V. KIRKLAND B. C. LAMBERT A. V. LEE •Huh Be Serious “My Soul Just keep on eating. Mon Dicu” “Schuffering in Sluckatache” Oh Puke” Really! You don’t say.” Good—ness He • • • you say” Honest to Pete! Can you stand it? For a fact! For Pete’s Sake” Say! Bueno! Zounds “Gee Whiz” Iswcar!” Oh. you’re foolin’. “What's eating you. Sis?” My Roots and Saddle: Records Red Cross Ring My Pillow Bean and Pan. Teddy Bear My Family Riowny. Rluey and Pinkums. Camera with film Loafers Striped Pajamas Mule A certain little senorita My roomo “Slightly” Package of Chesterfields Bean and Bcrlc Two goltl fish “Stinky” and Phew” The program of a June 44 dance. A certain newspaper clipping. Scarab bracelets Being called The West-it’s not sj A little grey home in Living in the East Payday secret the west”— preferably Colorado no doubt! Stockings (any kind) Surii oards and Chris-Crafts To get the gold ring on the Merry-go- round Chicago A ring around the hathtuh Food during the epidemic To catch something l csidcs rabbits. Rabbits! Laundry Day Nly two William To l c ragged but right Millions of kids Alarm ('.locks Jelly D -iighnuls l'o graduate Think I’d tell? School To marry a pirate To l c a pirate Tokyo My nose Raw Cauliflower To lie sophisticated, ha. ha. A track star Lazy | co| lc Western saddles and. of course, a horse To make college A ranch at the foot of the Crazy Moun- tains. Montana Dull periods B-29's Black hair Peroxide Getting up in the morning. Food (secret?) To travel around the world Hastings. Minnesota Open doors Meth's sticky buns, and witty conversation To model for “Vogue !? Chorus girl Carpet sweepers that Frits Home on the Range Insane Asylum don’t sweep. Cicero To have my back scratched To graduate Baldwin Short, fat and ugly G.G.. W.P. Housewife Miss- - • • Being called Strut. IJ.S.N.R. Medical school What do you think? Bandage counting The Grimkec Sisters I o Sanduskv by- Husky Mrs. Anthony Jokes that arc funny The man who picked To become invisible Chauffeur to a wheel to everybody else but me. up a screen and strained himself. at will. chair Cold Classrooms Cowboy movies ??????? Charon's Ferry An empty mailbox Scwancc! ! (ever heard of it?) To sit on top of the world. Texas (I hope!) The alarm at Pastry at Meth's To own a sheepskin The ball and chain 6 A. M. High winds Shoes To go to California Drifting on the west branch of the Sustpiehanna River. SENIOR DATA Name Favorite Expression Prize Possession Pet Hate Secret Passion Ambition Ultimate Destination A. LONG •Oh!” Feather IhxI Pigeons Those things that weai sailor suits. To shrink Circus S. LOWERY “Oh, honestly! My dog Rubbers Still a secret To travel in the Far East flack in the U.S.A. G. MASON Oh. Dash! Tinker flaked (leans To join the CA.P. To Ik a veterinarian 1 lie Family Skeleton S. MASON Hold it, fat gal Matey Getting up before 12 noon I..S.M.F.Ts 1 o get enough gas to learn to drive Stable Groom M. METZLER Now let's see” Gold football No mail Van Johnson To graduate Housewife A. MISRACHI Really, girls! My Roomo Diets Artichokes To Ik on the under- weight list. Wish I knew R. MISRACHI Joan, it overflew again.” Funny Room 211 Quarantine For a fact, it is a secret Cum Laudc Passing, hut weak. T. PHILLIPS You can't mousetrap me that way!” Johnny Jeep Cleaning tables at lunch The Navy Air Corps The Navy Air Corps IF M. J. PRATT “What's your main pain?” Memories. Men wearing suspenders and short-sleeved shirts. Men with pipes To Ik called Mrs.” Old Maid's Home E. REN WICK “Ah ha-a! Nylons Weston and her party Tabu” and orchids To have a man over 6 ft. 2 in. A man under 1 ft. 2 in. R. A. SALOM Oh. brother! My friends My gulliblcncss Spanish wine. Spanish men, and Spanish music. To travel St. Thomas V.I. B. SCHMIDT Oh. for Pete's sake.” Anchors Guppies Hot shot Charlie Seriously!” Utopia N. R. SEAMAN “Bon jour!” AX Medium-heeled dress shoes. Tailored Blues, and suits That's no secret I wonder! K. SHERIDAN Yawn” 15 red points Green uniforms Yellow. (With my hair! !) The man in the Van Hcuscn” shirt ad. Pine tree, cob pipe, and a jug of corn. E. SMITH Censored” Your guess is as g xHl as mine. Creamed onions Camellias To Ik as short as Nat Basscvitch. Surgery-performing ot performed upon? R. SMITH That's a riot! Telephone HiO To Ik invisible Somebody's wife Seventh Heaven M. L. STINE It's terrific! A Panda An empty mailbox Long finger-nails To have blonde hair I wish I knew 1). STRANG I love that gal!” My St. Pauls' baseball bat. People who borrow Golf courses on summer nights. To Ik the quiet, demure type. Undoubtedly, in more trouble! J TOMS Good deal lx w down blues records. Effeminate men The Air Corps To have a figure like Betty Grablc “Behind the bars. I. URQUHART •Really! My horse insincerity 1 . WALLWORTH “Su wUh 1 pair of nylons No man I.. L. WATT ''Honest, now! Rogue's gallery Teachers who make you cat. J. WELLINGTON Laugh—I thought I‘ l die I'nn and Rerlc Nick's jokes N. WESTON Crud! Pink shower cap Ren wick and her party. A. WILDER “Shrewd deal! My wisky mug! To gel out of lied E. J. WOODRUFF For John's sake Memories 7:30 in the morning J. WRIGHT What a life without a wife and inc without a man. My “Beau catcher Liver F. E. WYCKOFF Oh, nuts! My piano The rising bell j . ORK Fietty sl ' ■R.idolf and .Minshinc” Hong an N. B. H. YOUNG “On la la! • • in l;v 10 ;n picture Bal s getting up at 6 A. M. Dancing Fuchsia Money men. and merry-go-rounds My jokes None of your business! Some say Docks.” It's no secret Plaid nightshirts Long finger-nails Watching a fire, while having my back scratched. Sandwiches To lie a nurse 0 ft. 2 in., dark, handsome To ride in the Madison Square Garden llorsc Show Peaceful, four-handed bridge. (See M.B.F. and A.K.K. for par- ticulars!) To wear size ”32 To make my pipe dreams come true Marriage To have ambition To l c an occupational- therapist To be a career gal. To co-ordinate in Fundamentals!” Wish I knew I don't know, but I hope it's good! The clink Solitaire Don't fence me in. 1 had all sorts of good intentions! Old maid An asylum for the lazy Curtain hanger, (experienced) Allentown Roanoke. Virginia bemor Favorites World Figure .........................................Churchill Actor .............................................Van Johnson Actress ......................................Lauren Bacall Author ...............................................Steinbeck Orchestra ........................................Glen Miller Pastime .................................................Eating Sport ...................................................Tennis Book .........................................Forever Amber Magazine ...............................................Esquire Movie.................................To Have and Have Not Radio Program ...............................Lux Radio Theatre Recording ..................Spike Jones’ Cocktails for Two” Song........................................Don’t Fence Me In Food .....................................................Steak Drink ................................................Champagne Cigarette ........................................Chesterfields Perfume .........................................Chanel No. 5 College .................................................. Yale Sendee ....................................................Navy Subject ................................................. Men Teacher Men “Who mix'd reason with pleasure, and wisdom with mirth.” —Oliver Goldsmith UjtvC . h' Unprepared 1 uestlay Scene: A sunless classroom somewhere in the deep recesses of The Baldwin School. Our honored faculty is seated as students. Teacher: “Today, class, we will discuss the inspiring works of Edgar Guest. You all know Edgar Guest?” Mrs. Morris: I think that Edgar Guest is—uh—uh—first rate—third rate— well—he’s trivial.” Miss Spring: Why, I think he's perfectly thrilling! Truly the modern Virgil. What alliteration! What onomatopoeia! What splendid use of zeugma!” Miss Stearns: “Yes, I suppose that's true—but what exactly has it GOT? What are its strengths? I mean, what exactly does he seem to be saying —actually—” Miss Boyer: “Why, my eighth graders could tell you that!” Miss Stearns: Well, frankly— Teacher: Marian, you’re making too much noise in the back row.” Miss Lennards: “Well, as Caesar always says, ‘Alia iacta est.' And. as everyone knows. ‘Omnia Gallia in ires partes divisa est.” Miss Wyckoff: “Yes. But the law for the conversation of matter enters into it. And I’m sure Boyle and Charles could explain it.' Mlle. Rey: Mademoiselle! Quel horreur! Epouvantable! (Avez-vous un crayon rouge?)” Miss Ackler: (Taking apart an alarm clock) Darn it! I dropped a screw.” Mile. Rey: “Un sou!” Miss Gibney: I think we should have a fire drill tonight. Miss Hamilton: That is a very interesting point.” Miss Thomas: I say, I think that's exactly it. A harmonious related distance of space, wot? Just like modern art.” Miss Conger: I don’t like modern art. It's all right, but ya can't appreciate it unless ya understand it. If ya don't, ya can’t. I don’t. Now. take the L. C. Catalogue—” Miss Brinsmade: (Fiddling willi pencil) Some of it is perfectly delightful, but then I think a lot of it is too obvious. Don’t you think so, Pamela? Miss Birr: I’ve dabbled in all the arts, but look here—do you really think that?” Miss Hamilton: “Let’s give her a hint, girls. All causes are social, political or economic.” Mrs. Baton: “If you girls don’t agree, why don’t you stop after class, and discuss it?” Mme. Melchior: “Parlez franca is! Fhe Bell Rings: Miss Bustard: I just don’t know what I’m going to do. The Co-Op hasn’t had any mutton for a week and poor Patty will starve.” Mrs. Kf.nly: (Walking out the door) “Now, let me sec—there was something I was going to do—” 1 lie Perfect 1 eaclier Hair ..... Eyebrows ... Eyelashes ... Eyes ..... Nose ..... Teeth .... Mouth ..... Smile .... Complexion Profile .. Voice .... Figure .... Hands ..... Legs ...... Feet ...... ...Miss Cross ..Miss Wyckoff ...Miss Trotter ...Miss Boyer Miss Jefferson ...Mrs. Morris ...Mrs. Morris ...Mrs. Morris ...Mrs. Morris ....Miss English ...Miss Stearns .....Miss Krisiikr ...Miss Dunne Miss Jefferson ...Miss Innis £3) “So the Bell calls us all.99 —John Donne Class XI Caroline Lauffer Abraham Suzanne Ackerman Doris Anne Adams Suzanne Wynne Allen Joan Appel Priscilla Foster Atwater Janet Watson Baker Elizabeth Ann Bell Isal cl Whitla Braham Elizabeth Dorman Brooks Natalie Bruce Rosemarie Carrion Harriet Elizabeth Chutter Martha Simpson Clallin Rita Casselberry Conger Ruth Grecnough Fuller Patricia Ann Grable Martha Marvin Greene Marguerite Audrey Gublcmann Phyllis Helene Gutmucller Elizabeth Ann Haas Nancy Joan Haviland Dorothy May Henderson Theodore Henderson Mary Katherine Hcyl Mary Brown Hill Carol Anne Howson . .. WvXUULi Anja Patricia Smith Huebner Eloise Elizabeth Hum Ann Hunter Patricia Ann Jones Alison Kallman Nancy A. Keeney Joan Bradford Kelleher Mary Jane Kenworthy Jean Kitchen Mary Elizabeth Kiumpp Sara Ann Layton Suetse Li Henrietta Underwood Lizars Onnolee Lockley Ann Runion McUar Laura Lee Madison Jeanne Elizabeth Melchior Helen Montgomery Mary Stewart Morehous Eleanor Moslc Carolync Campbell Myers Dorothy Winder Okie Patricia Marie Parchcr Betsey Diana Poorman Jane Hilscn Powell Elizabeth Louise Rieger Roters Natalie W. Rowland Helen Kerst Runyeon Mary Kerst Runyeon Patricia Anne Ruth Charlotte Everson Scott Janet McPherson Scott • Susan Marie Seidman Elizabeth Middleton Severinghaus Dorothy Osborne Shafer K-Xr T i F. Diana Sharshon ' VAJ X Margucrette Sevbolt Sheridan Carol Louise Soliday Suzanne Stelwagon Julie Thayer Helen Louise Thorington Marjorie Ann Thorpe Suzanne Titzel Nancy Jeanne Toel Helen Varney Twaddell Martha Alden Vose Jane Johnson Walsh Elsa Wells Joanne Wentz Janice Eleanora Wharton Joyce I-eslie Wolcott X CU V� � r K- u� r V- see ©1� % G.jnV v Cc«- � r' oc% ©ii bc� v- r� dk V- ciC aodi « XCi£ ror 'Po q . Eugenic Aiguier Joan Badglcy Eli abelli Carl Bell Anne Williams Benedict Mary Ann Best Virginia Jarden Blake Janet Jamieson Brown Susan Allibone Budd Helen Josephine Bush Betty Ann Cameron Barbara Carter Charlotte Truesdale Child Mary Steele Cox Anne Derham Edna Huntington Edgerton Ruth Erisman Sally Ferguson Helene Clara Goodrich Edith Floriannc Greer Doris Jane Gundcrt Linda Hastings Hall Janet Menzies Harper Joan Harper Joan Hcllcrman Nancy Ann Heston Dorothy Wright Judd Elizabeth Ann Keller Barbara Suzanne Leech Janice I-co Emilic Leonards Patricia Antoine Letticre Caryl 1 Estcrbrook McConnell Anne Brant Matthews Eleanor Janeway Mitchell Grace Elizabeth Moffet Ruth Ann Montgomery Alice Ellen Nelson Margaret Mitchell Newman Shirley Lewis Oakes Virginia Ixc Purvis Patricia Elcnc Rea Phoebe Lang Reese Florence Patricia Riihuluoma Carol Robinson Hollyday Rust Martha Randolph Saunders Katharine Louise Scott Julia Moody Shatter Ann Elisabeth Shnock Carol Ann Smith Louise Avery Smith Sally Sprague Ann Barbara Stellwagon Virginia Ann Turner Mary Elizabeth Ulrich Frieda Suppes Wagoner Elizabeth Pahrem Wallace Mary Ann Webb Elizabeth Warner Webber Thekla Marion West Sue Ellsworth Weston Adelc May Wicber Nancy Jane Wilder Carol Hoskins Willott Abigail Stiles Williams Middle School Middle School CLASS IX Helen Grace Allen Mary Hammond Bailey Mary Louise Barnard Maureen Ix is Brown Muriel Slawson Bruiting Joan Cameron Ruthanne Clark Ana Carmen Davidson Mary Ann Davidson Marequiia Choate Deermont Joan Diamond Carol Livingston Durnell Deborah Eldredge Kli aheth Tarnsin Giles Maria Teresa Grabowska Beth Fraser Harper CLASS VIII Vivian Estella Abronski Virginia Cuthbert Bongardt Valerie Jean Brady Alison Scull Buckley Sylvia Carrion Mary Jane Clark Joan Davidson Joan Lois Dillcnback Helen Louise Eldredge Judith Freehafer Joan Gillespie Alice Grant Gudebrod Betsy Lee CLASS VII Margaret Frit Mary Giblton Ann Graburn Constance Joan Grant Althea Spottswood Guy Mary Margaret Haas Gwendolyn Blanche Mann Helen Rose Hewitt Elizabeth Ann Headly Alice Hcllerman Jane Pierce Lemmon Nancy Pierce Lemmon Georgia na Wet herd I Lewis Mary Ann Littleton Ann McMahon Lyman Elizabeth Curtis McCarthy Jeanne Eleanor McCarty Helen Pew McVcy Joan Macfarlanc Elizabeth Alison Marshall Carol Yardley Minster Margaret Clark Mudd Martha Jane Newcomb Margaret Bradford Pendergrass Patricia Ann Light Sabina Eii abcth McClure Joanne McCurdy Roberta Howard McVey Mary Elizabeth Park Carol Phyllis Rabb Lydia McDougall Sargent Hildegarde Thun SchefTcy Virginia Montgomery Schncbly Sarah Ann Scott Janet Gayley Skerrett Roxanne Slater Mary Catharine Kidd Dorothy Latimer Barbara I e Constance Pierce Lemmon Mary Estcrbrook Longmaid PhoebeShel by McNcely Margaret Ann Palmer Ann Perry Edna Mae Reed Margaret Esther Sevcringhaus Josephine Sharp Mary Virginia Smail Ida Helen Steckinest Louise Freeman Swell Suzanne Hewitt Taylor Pauline Thayer Alice Frances Vahlsing Sara Jane Whitcomb Guliclma Penn-Gaskell White Barbara Joyce Wilcox Ann Colcord Wilson Anne Wyman Louisa Smith Caroline Hallowed Spackman Patricia Ann Stead Ann Wagoner Ruth Julia Welch Margaret Wheeler Jacqueline L. Wieber Jean Barr Wike Marbara Wildman Mary Lillian Williams Elizabeth Vance Wood Frances Elizabeth Woodcock Elizabeth Rigby Alice Joy Schwartz Suzanne Spatola Mary Chandlee Turner Wanda Nannctte Walker Barbara Joan Warren Phoebe Roberts Wildman “Sing louder around To the bells’ cheerful sound. 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Forker Anita Long Rosemary Smith Class XI Rosita Carrion Phyllis Gutimicllcr Nancy Haviland Joan Kelleher Mary Jane Kenworthv Jean Kitchen Jeanne Melchior Class X Betty Carl Bell Abigail Williams Class IX Margaret Mudd Class VIII Sally Ann Scott Class VII Alice Schwartz Faculty Miss Ackler Mile. Brunei Miss Jefferson Miss Leonards Mrs. Pa ton Miss Marcv Mrs. 'Ferry Miss West “ When once the itch of literature comes over a man. Nothing can cure it but the scratching of a pen ” —Samuel Lover Early Morning Sunlight brushing the tips of the grass with free strokes, Flicking the flat brick walls, Falling in slender slices through gratings. Sunlight that is still new and with faint warmth, That slides quietly over the rested world As the tides slip across the sands. Sunlight—cool and young and eternal. Carrie Beard Peace The lake’s surface lay like a tight sheet of soft translucent black, reflecting the waning moon. Towards the shore, glistening gray mists billowed and hung. Behind them rose the birch and pines, a dark uneven silhouette against the depthless sky. The cold plaque of the moon in its last quarter set a daylike brilliance from horizon to horizon, fading the glow of infinite stars to merest glimmers. I had been considering peace and the whole theory of pacifism for a long time before this night, and in this moment all my thoughts and con siderations became clear; the whole question forced a simple pattern for me to reach out and understand. As the beat of drum and the rhythm of marching feet turn the emotions of mankind to war, to duty, to the glory of some noble purpose, attainable by killing—so, by the dim peace' ful beauty of the lake, I realized that God's desires come far above such glory, and His requirements do not include such duty. By beauty, truth, creative spirit, and love, the way of “Peace on Earth” is shown to us. And yet Peace seems, to most of us, so unobtainable—so far away. We have to but reach out to understand. Gertrude Almy Pancakes for Breakfast We had pancakes for breakfast this morning. Pancakes always make me think of a rainy day late last summer when I sat in “Ma Mills' kitchen and devoured eleven of them. “Ma” Mills is a cheerful, plump little woman whom everybody likes. Living only a mile away, I have known the Mills family for ten years. Last summer I worked on their farm, riding the binder, shocking grain, helping to load and unload the cattle from the truck. For two weeks, I practically lived there, eating three meals a day in the homelike kitchen, and returning home only to sleep. One day, about the first of September, I was walking to the mail' box, which is on the same road as the Mills' farm, about a quarter of a mile away. It was pouring rain, so I wore my overalls tucked into boots, a sweat shirt, and an old raincoat. Upon slogging up to the mailbox, I discovered that the mailman had not yet arrived. I stood in the rain wondering whether it was worth the effort to plow through the gummy mud to the Mills' farm, or wait there for the mailman. Water dripping down my neck decided me—I could not possibly stay there, I thought; so I bowed my head, and slithered forward. Damp cattle in an adjoining field eyed me morosely as I passed. A horse whinnied and trotted up to the fence for any small grain of comfort I could give him. All nature stood mute, wet, and dripping, in the drenching rain. I slid to a stop in front of the farm house door, and pounded on it. In a few seconds, Ma opened it. “Land sakes alive—Amy Belle!'' she cried “Come in out of the wet, child. Here, stand and drip on this paper. 'Regginald' and Charles are out in the hog yard. Yes, replying to my unspoken question, “the sow’s had her litter—just this morning, too, and what with the rain and cold, it's a wonder they’re alive at all! They're trying to get the shoats under cover now. She chattered on, pausing now and then to smile at me over her spec' tacles. She was kneading bread, and her plump arms were white with flour. “ ‘Regginald’ is going to Lakelands to see the man about the sweet corn. He won't leave until after dinner. She trotted across the kitchen, whipped open the oven door, reached into its cavernous depths, and produced two sheets of crisp brown cookies. “I declare, I wish he and Charles would hurry up with them shoats so ‘Regginald' could go before dinner. Have a cookie, child. My land, help yourself to a glass of milk!” A short pause ensued during which the only sounds were the snap' ping of the fire in the wood stove, the thump of the bread dough on the board, and the drum of rain on the window panes. It was cozy and warm in the kitchen. I felt a sense of security in these old fashioned, homelike surroundings—here, in a farm kitchen, warm and comfortable, unalterable by time. Presently, I thought to go out to see if I could give a hand with the shoats. And it was not until a full three hours later, wet and dripping, soaked to the skin and caked with mud, that we all trooped back into the kitchen and stood dripping by the door. Ma turned 'round from the stove where she was making pancakes. “Mercy on us!” she cried. “Look at you! You're a sight to wake the dead—all of you! Do wash that mud off, and change your clothes. Amy Belle, there's a clean pair of overalls in the shed. Regginald, lend the child one of your shirts. Hurry, now! You must all be freezing, and dinner's ready. Of course you'll stay, Amy Belle.” She hustled us out to the pump where we washed ourselves, and our mud'eaked clothes, by simply throwing buckets of water over each other. Later, in dry clothes, we sat around the big kitchen table devouring pancakes as fast as Ma could make them. We ate them with syrup, but' ter and sugar or jam. I downed eleven, but came in third in the amount eaten. Now I can never eat pancakes without thinking of that day, of “Ma,” of the farm kitchen, and of the life I love with all my heart. Amy Belle Johnson What I Saw in New England At home I see beauty in a material way: Steel mills, blast furnaces, open hearths, railroad yards— “You'll find New England different, people told me. I did. The beauty of my home is strong and raw; To give your soul to a mill is tradition. And the sound you hear most often is a rasping, clacking cutter. But the beauty of New England is old and serene, Her days don't pass by, they simply unfold. Yet her thoughts are unique, and she's sure. Her hills are a protection from confusion and disorder. Her winds are like a stinging caress; Sharp and uncontrolled. Her clouds are like puffed sleeves on a little girl's dress; She's disturbing. When I went back home, I'd only been there a day. It was the same as before, but I had changed. People said to me, “You can't love two places.” But I do. Mary B. Forker My Struggle While browsing through Mein Kampf I was struck by the many sim' ilarities between its author and myself. I was so overwhelmed by this idea, that I could not help but write for my theme the story of “my strug' gle,” in Hitler's own inimitable style. A great philosopher once said, and I quote, “My mother always said her greatest mistake was not dropping me, but picking me up.” In my case, however, this sage comment is not valid, for from the beginning of my existence I have always been a source of joy to my parents. As a child, I seldom cried except when I was the cause of pain to others, which was extremely rarely and never from intention or desire. Even when my father whipped me (thirty lashes), for giving away my last cookie to a starving pauper, I neither winced nor whimpered, but bore my pun' ishment, unjust though it was, with Spartan fortitude. My parents soon realized what a brilliant student I was when I began going to public school number six'hundred and nine. There, I excelled in all my subjects and stood at the head of the class, although there were many other exceptionally bright students (that is, in the usual sense of the word). It was here, in this little red schoolhouse, that I first began to show promise of being a great leader. My utter charm and wit immediately captured the hearts of all those with whom I came in contact. Moreover, my personality, like a magnet, attracted students and teachers alike. Indeed, this sometimes became quite troublesome as there were many moments when I wanted to be left alone, so that I might meditate on my many attributes. This was when I first realized that I was destined for a great future. As I matured, I developed even more, until I came to hold that posi' tion by which I was able to benefit dozens, nay virtually hundreds. My followers looked up to me as the very symbol of honor, truth and justice. However, I never let my many outstanding qualities turn my head; quite the opposite, I was hesitant to acknowledge the fact that I was in any way superior to the “little fellow (although it was quite obvious), and my constituents loved and admired me all the more for my modesty. Thus I expanded and ripened, so that today I stand as a symbol and an inspira' tion for all. Anne E. Keating November When the warm colors of an October slope have rusted, And the maples are black and barren; When spruce and cedar are wracked by wind that smells of snow and bitter weather; When the cornfield is green with winter wheat And the golden rod has turned brown; When tears come from smarting wood smoke And your hands are white and aching: When the sun draws fiery clouds over the western hill to leave An orange rim and one lone star; When the evening mists roll heavy from the bottoms And distant hills are purple in the dusk— Then it is November. Gertrude Almy The Library The soft, warm sunlight of a winter afternoon wanders in through the small'paned windows and rests lovingly on a shelf of books. Only the sound of a radiator's conversational hissing breaks the silence. The soft, muted tones of brown and red gain a glowing warmth from the sun' light that spreads its smooth, searching fingers over every surface. It singles out one bookcase to play with, lighting up the sombre bindings, hanging it with brilliant colors, gilding it with light: then very quietly and softly it slides on to another, and the deserted one slips back again into the eternal shadows. Slowly meandering its fickle way across the room, resting its spotlight for only a moment on each separate object, it finally slides out the farthest window, into the wind. In the shadows it is dark and cool, and there is an atmosphere of peace and security. For it is the shadows that really possess this room and the sunlight is a gay intruder, softly and merrily passing through on its way to other places. The sunlight lasts only an hour or two, but the shadows are always there, deep and quiet, and in their depth is the feel of smooth, cool wood, the scrape of a chair, a whisper. They are calm and reassuring, for here one can lose oneself in their silence and forget everything outside their dim security. There is a spirit to this room, of solemn warmth and peace. It is a room filled with knowledge and dignity, a room very like a gracious, kindly person; retiring and quiet, secure and happy within itself, but always glad to welcome those who will love its muted colors, its heavy, solemn volumes, and the eternal, musty quiet. Elinor Burns Florida Beach! 1942 Far at sea, the flickering light of a buoy, miles out in the channel, winks its single eye at us, as we walk along the blacked'out shore. The pounding of the waves strikes the piers, like a giant hammer that hits again and again, with the monotony of a metronome, and the power of a dynamo. White foam glistens, and the moon’s rays make the sands gleam silver as the whitecaps on the inky water. We cannot see the oil that coats the waters by day. A sharply'etched, two'motor plane is silhouetted against the moon; green and red dots shine on the wings of each black shape, as the squadron shades the yellow surface. Phoebe Jane Booth Alone With eager anticipation I put the nickel in the slot, and said, “Long distance, please. In the few seconds that intervened, I could feel my excitement increasing, and there was that starved feeling in my stomach. A voice saying “Long distance, awoke me from my reverie, in which I had been picturing the telephone stand at home, and my mother casually and unsuspectingly picking up the receiver. Collect to Bridgeport, Con' necticut, 4'4323, please, was my hurried reply. And then, “The nunv her is Bryn Mawr, 9112; the name, Dotty Strang. I could hear the operator say “Bridgeport,” against a confused background of clicks, buzz' ing, many voices, and bits of other conversations. Then I heard the ringing of our telephone. My heart seemed to want to keep time to that ringing, and suddenly it beat faster. As I stood there, everything that meant 128 Toilsome Hill Road rose before my eyes. I could hear the sound of Dad knocking the ashes out of his pipe as he worked in the “Schoolroom, down in the cellar. There was Mummy, cushions behind her head, and the latest Scientific Book'of'the'Month face down in her lap, dozing on that sleep'conducive living room couch. The constant ringing of the phone disturbed my thoughts, and sud' denly a wave of nausea went through my body. “Where can they be? I wonder where they are? Oh, I want to hear Mother's voice more than anything else in the world.” These thoughts went 'round and 'round my brain, drawing a dark curtain of depression over my senses. As the oper ator said, “Your party doesn't answer, that feeling of desolation was almost unbearable. Yes, at times each one of us is absolutely alone, with no one but our selves to answer when we call. My family, and that house, seemed almost unreal, as if I had seen them once in a dream, never in reality. Where Mum and Dad were, and what they were thinking, I did not know. With tears in my eyes, I shoved the door of the booth open, and mechanically walked out, alone with my thoughts. Dotty Strang Evening I had left the apple core I was saving for Robin in the pasture that afternoon, so I went down to get it. I had only to walk across the road from the stable and down toward the brook. The sun was setting, but the last crimson glow did not touch this pasture, and there was only the cool, still quiet of the first shadows. I found the apple core where I had left it on a stone beside the brook, and I picked it up. But I stood where I was, not wanting to return to the stable. All around me were the open fields and pastures, hushed and still in the last, evening light. The intense quiet and peace seemed to be soaked into the land, drawn up into the trees, and everything seemed steeped in softness and silence. At my feet the brook kept up its ceaseless chatter, but as I stood staring over the fence into the next field, the sound faded out completely. The silence was supreme and everything was forced to bow before its gentle, steady power. It was not a superficial silence, appearing merely because sound had temporarily ceased. It was the natural state of the land and now, when the earth was at rest, it crept out from the hollows between roots and under stones, from the deep, quiet pools and from under the shadowy pine trees where it had lain hidden through the day, and took possession again of that which was its own. As it slowly crept up, I, too, fell under the spell and was, myself, filled and overwhelmed with the calm and soft quiet. I was no longer human, no longer flesh and blood, but a part of the earth and all that belonged to it. In that moment I forgot all the pet' tiness and routine of the day, and for one fleeting instant the secret knowledge, the many hidden things which only nature can understand, were mine to know and appreciate. Then, slowly, I became aware of the brook as its insistent chatter forced its way into my spellbound mind. Slowly the mood dropped away until there was nothing left but the shreds of a sensation and a vague memory which I could not clearly grasp. A voice from the stable called me and I picked up my apple core from the ground where it had fallen and walked back up the road. Elinor Bums April Sonnet No thunder harbingers the April rains. The only heralds are convening mists. A wild, but transitory storm—it wanes And from the new plowed seams of earth, the wisps Of vap'rous steam arise to meet the sky Of specious blue. The swollen creeks perturb’d, Their muddy banks of silt to broaden vie, Until at last by sea and river curb'd, A tiny nesting thrush forgets his fears To dart and drop beside a waving reed. The shadow of a tree takes shape again Upon a meadow new with April. Gertrude Almy Train Ride The trip from Philly to New York is just short enough so you don't get bored—you've had time to read “Life,” and to observe all the intri' guing fellow passengers; yet the conversation of your neighbor, and the sailor making faces at the ten'weeks'dd baby across the aisle, have not yet become monotonous. You’ve still half a Hershey bar left, and half a voh ume of Barrie's plays (English outside reading) to fall back on. But beside this, the view from a car window is a fascinating panorama of ceaselessly changing scenery. Rolling hills and countryside sweep past; woods and dump heaps; quarries and sand pits; small towns and small crossings where cars wait patiently for the train to pass: slums and dirty city streets; back yards and laundry strung out on endless reels of clothesline; vacant lots and boys playing football; ramshackle farms and decaying framehouses; ball-bearing signs, chewing gum signs; bill boards; advertisements for Camels, codfish, hotels and Burma Shave. Then suddenly, you are startled from this world of whirling, chang' ing scenes, by the clicking of the outside door, and a rather more than stimulated Marine comes staggering down the aisle, jovially smiling at the people in the car. A Wave looks up from the letter she is writing. A six-year-old boy stands up on the seat and stares after him over the back of a chair. The door clicks again. The passengers settle back into reverie. Then a porter comes through with ham and cheese sandwiches. There is a murmur of voices up the line. A woman in a startling green turban, ostentatious and overdressed, appears out of nowhere. A soldier leans across the aisle to ask the time of a middle-aged business man. Four sai- lors, sitting facing each other, start a card game. A fifth comes over to sit on the chair arm and watch. There is a sudden burst of laughter. The passengers look up, amused. The sailor sitting on the chair arm, leans over and picks his hat up from where it has rolled out into the aisle. He winks at the car in general. The car smiles back, a bit self-consciously, and then recedes into its former preoccupation. Then, all at once, the atmosphere changes. The New York skyline appears on the horizon; the river, the network of massive bridges, the luxurious parkways and modernized buildings. The slums, too; the rows and rows of crowded, dirty tenements, with their dingy fire escapes, all appear beneath the elevated train. The passengers bestir themselves. Everyone crowds into the aisle at once. Coats, hats, suitcases, hatboxes and traveling kits, are all pulled down from the overhanging racks. What a struggling into coat sleeves, straightening of hats, gathering together of odd magazines and stray bits of baggage! Then, after all that rush, about ten minutes elapse, as the people sit, buttoned up and waiting tensely, on the edges of their seats. At last the train begins to slow down, approaching the station. As it draws into the darkness of the tunnel, people appear standing on the platform. They are silent, motionless, shadowy forms—dumb witnesses to the excitement within the lighted car. A mother calmly, officiously, gets the six-year-old boy into his ga- loshes. He sits there on the seat with his legs stuck out straight in front of him, tolerating the effort. The card game has broken up. One sailor is passing his wallet among the other four, showing them the picture of his girl. The train lurches to a slow, grinding, grating stop. The passengers get up, pull themselves together, and slowly file out the car doors. One by one they hurry up the ramp. Where are they all going? It doesn’t matter. They will all be scattered in different directions. How impos- sible to get that unique carload together again! I stepped carefully down the steps, a conductor rather futilely hang- ing on to my elbow. And suddenly, I, too, was lost in a sea of other passengers, borne on and carried by the rushing current up the ramp. Joanne Johnson Snow The heavens rain tiny snow feathers The ground lays down its white fur rug, And the moon lights the glimmering nap, While the bushes and branches are laden With the silvery dust. The sun brings warmth and glow. Bright beams of yellow from the heavens, Passing feet chum the pure snow And leave a brown dismal mud. Shirley Ann Lowery Good-Bye She chose a sunny spot on the first deck and sat down in a rickety can' vas chair. Clutching her lunch, gloves, and purse, she looked back once, and then out to sea. The signal blasted from the very bottom of the boat, and the engines churned. The bow laboured to the right and the boat moved smoothly out from the wharf and through the harbour. She took her hat off and put it in her lap with the other things. The wind was quite strong and blew her short straight hair from her face. She squinted her eyes and made out Eel Point on the North Shore, Tukemuck, and even Muskeeget as a small sliver, taking its place on the horizon. She looked at her watch, and as soon as the time had registered in her mind, the watch faded; and instead she saw and heard the farm bell ringing. It was ringing out clearly over Madaket harbor, so that you could hear it in the cupola, at Mr. Ramsay's house, and down at Warren’s landing. She saw herself running down the path between the beachplum bushes and the knife grass; stopping halfway to empty sand out of her sneaker, tripping over the loose brick on the terrace, slamming the screen door, to slide into her place at the table just before grace. She strained her ear for the familiar bell and imagined the queer diagrammatic arcs of sound waves dissolving by the North Shore road. The incessant, syncopated clanging of the belbbuoy broke into her reverie and her eyes focused on the now thin hairline of shore. Out to sea she breathed salt air, fish, and wind. Gertrude Almy Warning The moon rose full and round and orange: No paper cardboard disc, but a ball of living flame. The fairies lighted candle after candle, Their twinkle pale beside its brilliant glow. And then a sudden yellow flash Across th’ unchanging surface, A bolt of some god's wrath Foreshadows storms at sea. Phoebe Jane Booth Power The early morning calm drifts on and on In hungry slumber drinking up her sleep, And every whisper of a breeze has gone To hush the restless lurking tides that creep Among the sands, luring them off to play, Until some pebble innocently breaks The sea's drugged state, then scuttles, scared, away To hide, while shivering the sea awakes To taste revenge. She sweetly brushes on The shore; then swelling slowly to unveil Her strength, with surging rage she rushes on The coast. Recoiling, striking, just to fail. And so she battles on for endless hours And why? To demonstrate her savage powers. Lucy Appleton A Dream tjr£3� rv C o-uv - g£ XSU ''- W— -« rsi. For a long time I had kept a hard little shell, an impregnable wall %mKi around my heart, trying to keep hack the thoughts and realizations of what was inevitable—my father's death. And then one night I dreamt . . . I had written a letter to my brother just before I went to sleep. It was a short letter, hut it stirred up memories. I remembered the way I used to kiss John gcx dnight every evening, saying: “I love you, and he would say: “Well, I love you, too. And the night John cried—the first time I ever saw him cry, that same little hard shell had been around my heart, and I had said: “Johnny, once I break down, I won't be able to shut out my feelings and not think about it. It won't be so easy after that! 1 had been right. It wasn't easy. Now that break had come in the way, and my defenses were not sure. I fell asleep—thoughts were tumbling about, half formed into figures in the murky outer darkness when my eyes closed. L_ A long, grassy slope with white limestone steps leading down, down —a sunny slope where it seemed all should have been happy and uncon- cerned, but where there was a feeling of apprehension, of something long forgotten and suddenly found again, too late. My eyes swept along over the sunlit slope and down the broad white steps and were arrested by a figure standing there with his back toward me. An old man, shoulders bent, thin grey hair, a thin old man, a hollow in the back of his neck, a pathetic old man—forgotten. As I drew near, he looked up and when he saw me, he smiled: “I’ve been waiting for you, you're late. That smile, that look—what utter dependence in it, but what confidence. He knew I would come, he knew I wouldn't disappoint him. I knew then what was happening—I had always thought of it as a dark way, fear, uncertainty, but it wasn’t. It was bright and sunny—a grassy slope you could have found anywhere in the country. There was no fear, no hesitation, no last looking back with longing—I kissed him good-bye—his eyes seemed to be saying: “But you don't understand, I want to go. Struthers Joyce SENIOR ADDRESSES MARY LEE ALBERTSEN 287 Burns Street Forrest Hills, L. I., N. Y. GERTRUDE ALMY Yellow Springs Road Malvern. Pa. 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