Girls Vocational School - Sun Dial Yearbook (Baltimore, MD)

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TACKLER FASHIONS IN F UNNY PAPERS By Clementine Fertitta THE OTHER NIGHT I had just finished reading the comics when I decided to go to bed. It wasn't long before I began to view again the characters that appear in the funny papers. This time it was in a dream, and each character was boasting of some particular style that she was featuring. Tillie the Toiler was about to go for a spin in one of those beautiful cars that are always waiting for Tillie to jump in. She was wearing a white sport dress with pleats in the shoulders, and at the upper part of her arm were more pleats. The collar was very mannish and for some reason or other our dainty Tillie looked attractive in this type of a collar. She paused to look in a mirror as she placed her hands in the pocket at the hips. She remarked about the way the pleats in the skirt were setg these pleats start at the pockets and end at the hemline. As the door-bell rings Tillie grabbed her dark acces- sories and vanished. To take her place was another charming miss. VVinnie Wiukle was ready to dash off to one of those gay parties with some of the friends of lXIr. Cutting's daughter. Her black dress had a high neckline in the front, but the back was quite different. The rolled neckline in the front gave the added touch of sport that was needed for the unsophisticated personality Miss Winkle would portray that evening. The collar and the cuffs matched the gold belt. Halfway down the front of the gown was a row of small, black covered buttons. The wide skirt added to Winnie Winkle's gracefulness. Winnie,s escort was so proud of his new evening vest that he insisted on taking off his dinner jacket just once more. This vest was backless except for the straps that were arranged suspender fashion. The front had short- ening and lengthening tabs. As they entered the house where the party was being given, this gentle- man was still explaining the long salestalk given by the man when he bought the suit. In concluding he added that the dandies were sporting colored satins to match their boutonnieres. Is there any wonder that Winnie was glad to dodge her boring escort as soon as possible? But she also dodged my sight because I dreamed of her no more. ON HAVING Too MANY SISTERS By Mary Bare Low: THY SISTERS and brothers. How can one live up to this when one has eight sisters? Especially when each insists that you lend her this or give her that? Picture yourself about ready to dress for a very important occasion. You have finished your bath, are partly dressed, and you turn to enter your 31

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THE TRADE AN OPEN LE'FTER FROM A JUNIOR fContinuedj was a Dramatic Club and one which carried on the work of the Trade Tackler. For the first time a Junior Club .was formed and officers were elected. Dorothy Tucker was our president, and Helen Phillips, the secretary and treasurer. We held regular business meetings, and during the winter the Monday skating parties at the Sports Center were very popular. Our enter- tainment in the spring, too, was very well received. I believe a Junior Club will be a permanent part of G. V. S. hereafter. Most people associate December with Christmas, there at G. V. S. it means RAZAAR. December 6 was the date, and how we all labored! It was great fun, though, and the school library has profited handsomely. We had had a number of assemblies during this time. At one of them the school was presented a handsome bronze plaque for the best safety exhibit displayed in the senior high school competition. Speakers such as Mr. Charles W. Sylvester and Dr. Carey Taylor addressed us, and at the Thanksgiving assemblies The Maker of Dreams was presented by the Dramatic Club. The lovely tableaux provided us with a Christmas entertain- ment that we shall long remember. Even our parents come to school willingly at G. V. S. There is a Parent- Teacher Association that has drawn them out once every month and fine programs were planned. Mayor Jackson addressed the October gathering. Further opportunity for knowing the school was provided on the evening of November 149 when we held Open Housef' I was amazed at the number of visitors who responded to our invitation. Leap Year and valentines certainly seem to belong with each other, and so, the Student Council held a Valentine Tea Dance-and a large number of Juniors went, danced and had an altogether enjoyable afternoon. Again we were thrilled when the haughty Seniors invited us to attend their dance held at Iievering Hall on March 6. It was a charming affair, and again I was proud to be a member of the student body of such a school. Things were comparatively quiet after that while preparations went for- ward for the operetta, Miss Cherry Blossom, given by the Glee Club, under Mrs. Hill's direction. Such gorgeous music, such lovely girls, and such handsome men! Eve tells me that you were in the audience, so I won't rave any more but I am sure you agree that it was a big success. The Seniors, of course, occupied the spotlight for most of the remainder of the term, but we took a keen interest in their plans for the Prom, the outing and finally for Commencement. It hardly seemed possible that another school year had ended. Have I bored you with all this? I do hope not, for I should like so much to have you with us when G. V. S. again opens its doors in September. Sincerely yours, RUTH EDITOR,S NoTE:- This letter was compiled by the members of DJ-2 with each girl contributing. 30

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THE TRADE ON HAVING 'roo MANY S1s'rERs QContinuedj closet to take a certain dress in which you think you look your best. Sud- denly, out of a clear blue sky, the dress has vanished. After a frantic search you finally discover that one of your sisters is Ndolled up', in your dress. NVith dismay you realize that this is the disadvantage of having a sister the same size as you. You select another dress not nearly so pretty as your first choice. You slip it on, but the neck line is not flattering. A pin would look lovely there. Cheered by the idea you go to the dressing table knowing just the one you want. Alas! another sister has taken proud possession of it for a night. A string of beads has to be substituted. The effect these create is not so complimentary, but you are now practically dressed and try to keep calm and begin to arrange your hair. Queer though you had it waved, the curls do not fall into place. A thought! The tiny clip that matches the necklace is just the thing. Yes, your younger sister departed with that an hour ago. Again you bite your lip and squint your eyes to keep the tears away. At least you can use some of your new and expensive perfume. The bottle is hidden away in your bureau. You cannot find it, so you call to Mother. Mother softly explains that the children were straightening the room and accidently spilled all the contents of the bottle. Now you want to cry! Instead you take a deep breath, for if the tears start to fall you will muss your face on which you have taken so many pains. A last look in the mirror is not very reassuring after spending two hours getting dressed. As you slowly descend the stairs with a lost and disgusted feeling, you realize the tragedy of having too many sisters. STREET CARS WCJULD BE PERFECT IF: More knee space and comfortable seats were provided. A three-piece orchestra were on the platform to play favorite numbers. An usher were there t.o show us to our place. There were Hat escalators so that one would not be jerked when the car started. Motormen knew each individual so he could awaken the rider at his destination. Street car temperatures were 700 or above. Street cars never became crowded. Hot chocolate were served and peanuts and candy were sold. Cars were always on time. The car took one directly to his door. It never passed one by. Then-I am sure, all you street car riders will agree that street cars would be perfect. Dorothy Foote 32