DYouville College - DYouvillian Yearbook (Buffalo, NY)

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f . QUVILLI me gi AN 'Sirk Marie Burke at the piano- Mandalay rends the air-Loretta Finn imitates the Dolly sisters--Junior and Freshman dance-Alphilde distributes ad. contracts- Clare in pursuit of the elusive X-Celina displays pennants and pillows-Isabel pleads for an explanation of the Methods -Genevieve distributes blotters-Maw garet McMahon arrives from morning constitutional Special Delivery, Marie - Music ceases abruptly-Loretta plays All Alone --Genevieve calls for Alpha Sigma dues- What is a word in three letters meaning a wellfknown ship? Not knowing can't state -julia Carey enters with Morning Courier of sophomoric origin-Marie folds letter with beatificsmile-Margaret becomes the orchestra--Marie makes conf fidences to Loretta while dancing-Loyola works on her original cross word puzzle- Cora looks up from The White Monkey to say Yes, very good -Ogie looks on day dreaming-Gong sounds--Music stops- Where is my gown? -quiet-another class descends ad infinitum. OUR ANTHOLOGY OF NONSENSE Une jolie fille d'Youville Hfttens ad school, . Vcnit in tarde Et cassait un rule. A head is a lovefully thing to have, To be sure, I'm certain of that, sir. For had I no head upon which to depend, h What would I do with my hat, sir? Little Sally fell down stairs, Broke her neck and split her knee. Funeral's at four. O how sad! Now we can't have Fred to tea. There was a young lady named Tilly, Who thought that to study was silly, But exams came her way, And she learned with dismay, That the sum of her knowledge was nilly. 130