Castilleja School - Indian Paintbrush Yearbook (Palo Alto, CA)

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Senior Calendar September 21-School opens September 26-The jolly-Up. The old girls entertain the new girls. October 3-The Alum Rock Picnic. Both day and resident girls journey to Alum Rock. October 9-Mrs. Stein speaks at Assembly. Subject: French Literatezlre of the Period of the Rczfolution. October 18-Senior Supper. Miss Lockey entertains in the Bungalow. October 22-Alumnae Tea in the Orchard House. October 24-Senior-junior Informal Dance. November 10-Dr. Adams of Stanford University speaks at Armistice Day Assembly. December 5-Senior-junior Formal Dance. December 18-january 5-Christmas Holidays. january 16-The English Play. The Seniors take part in the production of Shake- speare's Taming of the Slzrcw. ' February 6-Senior-Junior Informal Dance. i February 10-Professor Anthony Blanks gives a reading at Assembly, Drink- water's Abraham Lincol 11. February 15 and,March 5-Mrs. Stein speaks at Assembly. Subjects: Napoleon and Josephine, Napoleon: and .Marie Louise. March 6-Play Day at Stanford. Ten private schools join in a Play Day. March ' S-Arbor Day Exercises. March 13-The Senior Fair. A Florida Boom, for the benefit of the Stanford Convalescent Home. March 14-An hour of harp music. Mr. Attl. March 18-March 29-Spring vacation. April 7-Dr. Aurelia Rinehardt speaks at Assembly. April 24-Senior-junior Formal Dance. April 30-Mr. Wlilliam Ellsworth speaks at Assembly. Subject: The Times of M ay M ay May May june June june june Queen Elizabetlz. 1-The Claremont Tennis Tournament. 7-Two French plays, Le Chat Boite, Los Trois Bomics sous Ie manic Bonnet. 21-The junior-Senior Banquet. The juniors give a dinner for the Seniors at the Oak Tree Inn, San Mateo. 30-Senior Tea. Miss Tyng, Miss Smith, and Miss XVhite entertain the Seniors at Tea. 5-The Senior Party. 7--Class Day. The Seniors present their gift and plant their tree. The Senior Luncheon. S-Commencement. Alumnae Dinner. The Alumnae welcome the Seniors into the Alumnae Association. 9-The Seniors leave for home. Twenty-four

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o Bells CHOOL becomes a habit after awhile. We go placidly along, thinking of little except our work. Wie hear a bell, we then proceed to rack our brains as to what in the world comes next in our day's program. 'We finally remem- ber and rush off to a class or to luncheon. The lovely musical' jangling of these bells comes to be an inseparable part of us. VVhen we go home for a week-end we invariably have strained expressions on our faces, which often worry fond families exceedingly, but we are merely listening in vain for bells. N o bells! A bomb has been dropped in our midst! Such a terrible sugges- tion very nearly shakes the foundation of our lives. When we are in such a placid, contented state, it is cruel to shock us so. The idea is put before the council, and the members, after a few misgivings, see the real sense of it. 'I' he plan is then suggested to the rest of the girls and.-is received with surprise, to put it mildly, but the objections are overruled. . x - Once again we are leading the peaceful, undisturbed life ofka boarding school. But-there are no bells! Alarm clocks and Ingersolls are invested in wholesale, and we start out with fear and trembling on our program of lgwbellsh. The plan has been in operation only a short while, but, surprisingly enofefrh, it has been quite successful so far. We realize that our lives are really peaceful now and that the ipievious horrible clatter of the incessantly ringing bells gbt, on our nerves terribly. Of course, we are not all utterly punctual yet, but time will bring improvement, we hope! Our lives have resumed their former serenity, but-there is a degree of intelligence on our faces now as we look at a trusty Ingersoll and say: Time to go to our next class. ' LOUISE FOVVLE. The Storm AST stretches of uneven gray plain--nothing else. The sun is shining with- out enthusiasm and is speedily being totally obscured by lowering clouds. Momentarily the sky becomes leaden, heavy, oppressive. The atmosphere is tense and nervous. Expectancy hangs brooding over the scene. Then, in the north, far away, is seen a heavy, black, cone-shaped mass whirling madly over the plain. Swiftly it approaches and envelops the place in darkness and screech- ing winds. The ground heaves and sways, and, with each motion, groans seem to issue from the bowels of the earth. The chaos is overwhelming! Terrible! Suddenly the turmoil ceases. The wind dies down, and the great clouds roll away. The light of the sun once more Hoods the plain. Peace is restored, for I have solved my algebra problem, and I give my poor brain a rest. HELEN MONTGOMERY. Twenty-six