Hannah More School - Within the Lych Gate Yearbook (Reisterstown, MD)

Text from Pages 1 - 88 of the 1934 volume:

1 {? f f f V  ,v a . ■-. .. ; A 6 t 7— ' - ■ . . • - m 1 ... f ttfjtn % rl) $atr f9 %Sff $fe sg N incteen Hundred Thirty=four THE HANNAH MORE SCHOOL Sefttratimt an iKrs. Jfmulrr Whose sweet and gentle presence has endeared her to us all, ne lovingly dedicate this Annual WITHIN THE LYCH GATE 1934 Officers and Faculty THE BISHOP OF MARYLAND President Dr. Robert Flockhart Chaplain Miss Laura Fowler Principal Miss Katherine Jervis English, History of Art Miss Rose McGuire Smith Latin Miss Janet Hart Mathematics Miss Katherine Thayer French. German Miss Virginia Carr Histoty Miss Katherine Coit English, Librarian Miss Cynthia V. DeLay Science, Mathematics Miss Lucy A. Massey French, Spanish Miss Mary K. Miller Piano, Harmony Miss Lucia Fydell Voice, Piano Miss Rosamond Smith Drawing, Painting Miss Elizabeth Cogswell Physical Education Miss Anne George Harvey Riding Miss Nannie H. Smith Bookkeeper Mrs. E. H. Denis House Manager Miss Blanche Parrott Chaperon Miss Anne George Harvey WITHIN THE LYCH GATE 1934 AMY BI.ANDY ' ' Amy (1926-1934) Is: Petite, Quiet, and Madonna-like. Famous For: Her Stories and Her Pull. Pet Expression: Tickle me to death! Junior Mascot (1926-1928): Billie Basketball Team (1920. 19301; Billie Hockey Team (1930-1934); Varsity Basketball Team (1930-1934); Saint Michael ' s Guild (1930-1934); Dramatic Club (1931-1934); Vars.ty Captain (1931-1932); Captain of Billie Hockey Team (1931-1932); Vice-President of A. A. (1931- 1932): Honoary Hockey Team (1932-1934); Joke Editor of Annual (1932-1933); President of A. A. 1933-1934); Offertory Girl (1933-1934). MARY MADISON BROOKS Monkey (1926-1934) Is: Tinv. Devilish, and Cute. Famous For: Her Men and Her Dancing Ability. Pet Expression: Lemme tell you — Captain of Junior Baseball Team (1927-1928); Senior Mascot (1927-19281: Captain of Junior Soccer (1927- 1982); Captain of Junior Volley Ball (1928-1929); Dramatic Club (1931-1934); Varsity Squad (1931- 1934); Billie Basketball Team (1931-1933); Billie flockey Team (1931-1934); Winner of Tennis Dou- bles (1931-1933); Sophomore Editor of Annual (1931-1932); Honorary Hockey Team (1932-1934); Captain of Billie Baseball Team (1932-1933): Busi- ness Manager of Annual (1932-1933); St. Michael ' s Guild (1933-1934); Vars ' ty Basketball Team 1933-19341: Treasurer of T. T. MARY BURCHARD Berkie (1929-1934) Is: Atttactive, a Smooth Dancer, and gifted in Dtamatics. Famous For: Arguing and that Southern drawl. Pet Exptession: I know someone in Virginia ex- actly like him . Captain of Junior Baseball Team (1929.1930); St. Michael ' s Guild (1931-1934); Dramat c Club (1931- 1934); Varsirv Squad (1931-1934); Tatler Staff 1931-1932): Billie Hockey Team (1931-1934); Choir (1932-1934); Member of Council (1932-1934); Diary Keeper of Annual (1932-1933); Varsity Basketball Team (1932-19341: Treasurer of St. Michael ' s Guild (1933-1934); Een.or Edtor of Annual (1933-1934); Corresponding Secretary of T. T. (1931934); Vice- President of A. A. (1933-1934); Vice-Pres ' dent of French Club (1933-1934); President of Dramatic Club (1933-1934); Honoary Hockey Team (1933- 1934): Billie Captain (1933-1934); Captain of Var- sity Basketball Team (1933-1934). WITHIN THE LYCH GATE 1934 VI • HELEN GARNER Lizzie (1931-1934) Is: A hard worker, talkative, and obliging. Famous For: Puns and writing poetry. Pet Expression: I thought I would die! Captain of Junior Volley Ball Team (1931-1932); Billie Baseball Team (1932-1933); Member of St. Michael ' s Guild (1933-1934); Billie Hockey Team (1933-1934); Honorary Hockey Team (1933-1934); Billie Basket- ball Team (1933-1934). ALICE HAMMOND Chickadee (1931-1934) Is: Flirtatious, languid, and carefree. Famous For: Individual dance and looking at mail first period. Pet Expression: Well, I never! Member of St. Michael ' s Guild (1933-1934); Cercle Francais (1933-1934). LESLIE JAMES Jo (1933-1934) Is: Everybody ' s pal and entertaining. Famous For: Her accent and grin. Pet Expression: Hi . Basketball Squad (1933-1934); Varsity Basketba (1933-1934). WITHIN THE LYCH GATE 1934 GENEVIEVE MARSH Genny (1928-1934) Is: Capable, dignified and respected. Famous For: Her athletic and executive ability. Pet Expression: Shoot if you must this old gray- head . Captain of Soccer Team (1929-1930); Hockey Team 1930-1934); Teddy Basketball Team (1930-1931); Council Member (1931-1934); President of Sopho- more Class (1931-1932); Editor-in-Chief of Tatler (1931-1932); Honoary Hockey Team (1932-1934); Varsity Basketball Team (1931-1934); Member of St. Michael ' s Guild (1931-1934); Editor-in-Chief of the Annual (1932-1933); Member of the Dramatic Club (1932-1934); President of Student Body and Council (1933-1934); ffertory Girl (1933-1934). ELIZABETH M ' GEORGE M ' Gregor (1929-1934) Is: Pleasant, bright, and precise. Famous For: Getting on the Supreme Honor Roll, and entertaining Miss DeLay. Pet Expression: Ye Gods! Treasurer of the Eighth Grade (1929-1930); Assistant Editor of Tatler (1931-1932); Assistant Editor of Annual (1932-1933); Senior Editor of Taller (1933- 19341; Treasurer of Senior Class (1933-1934); Secre- tary of Council (1933-1934). CARTHERINE LINN REESE Kitten (1928-1934) Is: Tall, goodlooking, and critical. Famous For: Her laugh and her hair. Pet Expression: I don ' t see why . Senior Mascot (1928-1929); Basketball Squad (1931- 1934); Member of Dramatic Club 1932-1 1 ' 34) : Member of St. Michael ' s Guild (1932-1934); Teddie Basketball Team (1931-1933); Teddie Hockey Team (1932-1934); Winner of Tennis Doubles (1930- 1933); Treasurer of Junior Class (1932-1933); Var- sity Hockey Team (1932-1933); Teddie Captain (1933-1934); Vice-President of T. T. (1933-1934). WITHIN THE LYCH GATE 1934 X+A juktv Uu, Wail k iaU t ' , ELEANOR RIGGS (1933-1934) Is: Sweet, good-natured, and gullible. Famous For: Her drawl. Pet Expression: Listen, Grace . Member of Choir (1933-1934). JEANNE SPENCER (1932-1934) re 7 - : Jeannie Is: Vivacious, high-strung, and personality plus. Famous For: Her navy men and stories. Pet Expression: Betsy! Jeanne speaking! Assistant Business Manager of Annual (1932-1933); Member of Choir (1932-1934); Member of St. Michael ' s Guild (1933-1934); Dramatic Club (1933- 1934); Billie Hockey Team (1933-1934); Secretary of Senior Class (1933-1934); Treasurer of A. A. (1033-1934); Secretary of T. T. (1933-1934); Sec- retary of Cercle Francais (1933-1934). JANE STEVENS Ste (1929-1934) Is: Natural, dependable, and ferocious. Famous For: Her walk and musical ability. Pet Expression: Got another special from Pern Michael ' s Guild (1930-1934); Choir (1930-1934); Tedde Hockey Team (1931-1934); Teddie Basket- ball Team (1931-19321; Dramatic Club (1932-1934); Vice-President of Junior Class (1932-19331; Vice- President of St. Michael ' s Guild (1932-1934); Social Editor of Annual (1932-1933); Vice-President of Senior Class (1933-1934); Secretary of A. A. (1933- 1934); Cheer Leader (1933-1934) 1034). ■ifer (1933- 10 ? WITHIN THE LYCH GATE 1934 JOSEPHINE WINSTON (1928-1934) r Jo Is: Witty, good-looking, and intelligent. Famous For: Her laugh and talking ability. Pet Expression: Aw, Shoot! President of Eighth Grade (1929-19301; Captain of Junior Baseball Team (1929-1930); President of Freshman Class (1930-1931); Choir (1931-1934); Dramatic Club (1931-1934); President of Junior Class (1932-1933); President of Senior Class (1933- 1934); St. Michael ' s Guild (1933-1934); Manager of Varsity Basketball (1933-1934); Varsity Hockey Team (1933-1934); Teddie Hockey Team (1933- 1934): Basketball Squad (1033-1934): Teddie Bas- ketball Team. ELIZABETH WYSONG (1930-1934) Betty Is: Sweet and congenial. Famous For: Her T. T. doings. Pet Expression: Good morning! Member of St. Michael ' s Guild (1932-1934); Member of Annual Board (1932-1933): President of T. T. (1933-1934). ELAINE YELLOTT Peanut ' (1933-1934) Is: Friendly, good-natured and full of fun. Famous For: Her chuckle and blush. Pet Expression: Aw Shut up . Member of St. Michael ' s Guild (1933-1934). 11 MISS ANNE HARVEY Senior Sponsor ' WITHIN THE LYCH GATE 1934 f ! ' ■ i; B- i - ' Jf I i • ' ' I Senior £ ong Sisters, let ' s «ing of the happy days And the hours we ' ve had at school. We ' ll always sing in Hannah ' s praise. Singing our Senior lays. Chorus Marching along at dear old Hannah More, Marching along, we ' ll rend the air with song. Strong in the might of our firm Senior bonds. Pal of the right and the foe of the wrong. And we ' ll all hang together Held by our love for Hannah More, Singing again our Senior lay — Hail to the Class of Thirty-four! Our love for Hannah will be the same, And we pledge our loyalty. Sisters, join us while we cheer her name, Singing this melody. Chorus 1 -■ WITHIN THE LYCH GATE 1934 •■-5 ' ; ' 5fir£ zic: ■ ' ■ . . Senior Poem You ' ll remember, when we are gone, The laughter of our childish throng; Later you knew when girlhood ' s door Opened for us at Hannah More. ou ' ll remember after each game We bore defeat well, or gloried in fame. You ' ll remember our loyalty, Each act that proved fidelity, When we are gone. We ' ll remember, when we are gone, Your shelt ' ring walls we knew so long, The campus green where tall pines grow, The love of friends we came to know. We ' ll remember you made us see The value of this memory: Yours is the type that makes us aim To live for service not for gain. When we are gone. Helen Garner, ' 34. 14 WITHIN THE LYCH GATE 1934 15 WITHIN THE LYCH GATE 1934 enior CI ass SENIOR COLOR S: Green and Gold Josephine Winston .. President Jane Stevens Vice-President Elizabeth McGeorge . .... Treasurer Jeanne Spencer _. Secretary AMY BLANDY MARY MADISON BROOKS MARY BURCHARD HELEN GARNER ALICE HAMMOND LESLIE JAMES GENEVIEVE MARSH CATHERINE LINN REESE ELEANOR RIGGS BETTY WYSONG ELAINE YELLOTT 16 WITHIN THE LYCH GATE 1934 The Last Will And Testament Of The Senior Class Of 1934 We, the Senior Class of Hannah More, being sound in mind and body, do hereby make the following bequests: Article 1. I, Amy Blandy, bequeath my ability to tell one better to Florence Fowble. Article 2. I, Mary Madison Brooks, do debqueath my future week-ends at St. John ' s to Elsie Angell. Article 3. I, Marv Burchard, do bequeath my sense of humor to Peggy Flockhart. Article 4. I. Helen Garner, bequeath my ability to keep out of trouble to Frances Rich. Article 5. I, Alice Hammond, bequeath my mania for drums to Janet Skinner. Article 6. I, Leslie James, bequeath my brown and white 3 fords to Mary Hunt Hardinge. Article 7. I, Genny Marsh, do bequeath my dignity to Claudia Silk. Article 8. I. Elizabeth McGeorge, bequeath my passion for basketball to Char ' Lee Munn. Article 9. I, Kitty Linn Reese, hereby bequeath my Lardley ' s bath powder to Mary Hunt Hardinge. Article 10. I, Eleanor Riggs, hereby bequeath my Southern drawl to Miss Delay. Article 11. I. Jeanne Spencer, bequeath my future Senior week-ends at Annap- olis to Betsy Porter. Article 12. I, Jane Stevens, bequeath my privilege of playing for gym to Miss McGuire. Article 13. I, Jo Winston, do bequeath my alarm clock to Angel. Article 14. I, Betty Wyson, do hereby bequeath my ink-well to Second Wyman. Article 15. I, Elaine Yellott. bequeath my lady-like laugh to Henrietta Logan. 1 WITHIN THE LYCH GATE 1934 1 :-i WITHIN THE LYCH GATE 1934 Senior Prophecy lust the other day, when on hoard ship headed for New York, subsequent to a visit to Miss Harvey ' s villa in Southern France, I happened to come across an old school-mate of mine. She is nw the renowned Countess of Wallowski, whom you would probably recognize as our old friend. Genny Marsh. We had quite a time together talking over the class or ' 34. During the conversation she happened to say that another of the old class was going to meet her at the dock. It was none other than our pal, Amy Blandy, in New York on a trip of indefinite length. She ' s teaching school in Cairo now. Remember how she performed the role of dashing athlete at Hannah? She also goes in for modernistic dancing as an extra. Amy told us that she had to meet some of her pupils downtown as she was chaperoning their trip so that thev could get in a few basketball games. On our drive down we turned our conversation to those basketball games that Miss Cogswell used to take us to see. How- memory took us back to the old days. Suddenly as I looked up, I saw a sign, Mile. Jean- nette ' s Dancing School. That ' s our old friend, Jeanne Spencer, so Amy told me; and Alice Hammond is her junior partner. Just as we were speaking, we saw three emerge from the building. We recognized Jeanne and Alice immediately, but the other was for a moment unknown. Then light dawned; it was no other than McGregor. She was now out campaign- ing for the mayorality of the city. She was a prominent lawyer already, and well on the way to success. Genny invited us up to her penthouse where we all decided to go to the opera where, as we had heard, Jane Stevens was making her appearance that night before her next trip to Europe. The opera that night was superb not only because of our acquaintance with Jane, but because we met there two of our old friends, Jo Winston and Kitty Linn Reese. We received the shock of our lives when they told us that they had gone into partnership and had started boarding school for young ladies outside of New York. They informed us in the middle of our chat that they had just failed to persuade two of their medical friends not to go to China to assist in the aid of the lepers. Thev added, Betty Wysong and Helen Garner are needed here to continue in the medical care of the poor people of the East Side. Thev continued to say that they had succeeded in making Mary Madison stay and continue col- lecting rags for the Salvation Army. I was very sorry to learn that the other two were leaving New York, where they were greatly needed for their work, and where so many of that class of ' 34 had found success. I left that crowd, and returned to my hotel. My only regret was the rest of the class were not there. We had all had such good times together at school. I went up to my room, and was fooling with the dials on radio, when, suddenly, I heard a familiar voice over tin- wire. Your announcer is Mary Burchard. This is station WOR. You are now going to be entertained by the famous trio, Riggs, Yellott, and James. I drifted off to sleep, glad to be in personal contact again with that famous class of ' 34. 19 WITHIN THE LYCH GATE 1934 4 cv 1 20 1 1 Y« % • ' •• ' . WJTHIN THE L H GATEJ934 v ' Junior Class JUNIOR COLORS: Brown and Gold Anne Norris President Beckie Fuller Vice-President Mary Brown Treasurer JANE ALLAN ELSIE ANGELL CATHARINE BURRELL FLORENCE FOWBLE JORICE GUMP ALIDA HALLER MARGARET MARTIN ANN SMEALLIE 21 WITHIN THE LYCH GATE 1934 V : 22 WITHIN THE LYCH GATE 1934 Annual Board Margaret Martin Editor-in-Chief Anne Norris Assistant Editor Miss K atherine Jervis Faculty Adviser Mary Burchard Associate Senior Editor Beckie Fuller Business Manager Katherine Burrei.l Assistant Business Manager Florence Fowble ... Social Editor Jorice Gump Diary Editor Ann Smeallie Joke Editor Char ' lee Munn .. Sophomore Editor 23 WITHIN THE LYCH GATE 1934 Junior Song We ' re the Junior Class! When we came to H. M. A. It was the best break that she had. Oh, we ' re not so very good. But then we ' re not so very bad. Oh. we ' re always full of jollity And very seldom sad. As a Junior Class We will surely pass! We ' re the Junior Class! When the Seniors leave next year, Then we will step into their shoes. We will sign up for our Annuals And pay our A. A. dues. We will study hard at Chemsitry And learn our 2 times 2 ' s. As a Senior Class We will surely pass! 24 WITHIN THE LYCH GATE 1934 SOCIAL EVENTS THE OPENING HOP — SEPTEMBER 23 Once more the opening Hop was a pleasant experience for the new girls while it recalled happy memories for the old girls. The music was peppy and the refreshments were even better. When it was time to sav our goodnights, we were sorry to leave for we were all having such a good time. A PICNIC — SEPTEMBER 30 At Miss Harvev ' s invitation, we all went to the Harvey farm for a picnic. The lunch, which consisted of hot-dog sandwiches, salad, cake, and punch, was popular with everyone. After much eating, our appetities were finally satisfied. Before the walk back to H. M. A., a paper hunt proved to be lots or fun. OLD GIRLS ' PLAY — CCTOBER 7 The old grls entertained the new girls by a plav entitled, The Princess Mar- ries the Page. The new girls felt the old girls had set a high standard of enter- tainment, and they determined to try to reach it. This they did on the following Saturday night. NEW GIRLS ' PLAY — OCTOBER 14 The new girls put on a whiz of a play, Amateur Night Aboard the S. S. Hannah. We soon found out through their acting and tap-dancing, that they had brought a great deal of talent to Hannah More. Everyone enjoyed the entertainment immensely. MOVIES - OCTOBER 21 T.he Juniors entertained us with an exciting movie, Lucretia Lombard, on the night of October 21. Many parts made us hold our breath for fear of what would happen next. It also gave us a chance for a good laugh. 25 WITHIN THE LYCH GATE 1934 HALLOWE ' EN — NOVEMBER 4 Everything in the dining-room was very spooky, and shrill screams were fre- quently heard during dinner. After dinner we had a grand old time in the gym. The Sophomores won the prize, a cake, for the best stunt which was their interpre- tation of the Romeo and Juliet of yesterday and today. Pretzels and rider were rerved. Following that, came the bright bonfire, where we toasted marshmallows and sang songs. ALUMNAE HOCKEY GAME - NOVEMBER 11 There was hustling and bustling everywhere. The reason? The Alumnae were coming back. This meant a hockey game was to be played. After an excit- r g game, at the end of which our team proved to be the victors, the teams were cerved tea in the library. NEIGHBORS - NOVEMBER 18 We all enjoyed many laughs at this amusing play. The Neighbors , chat the Seniors gave. The play gave us an opportunitv to see how much talent there is in the Senior class. There was dancing afterwards, and refreshments were sold. SPOKEN ENGLISH PLAYS — NOVEMBER 25 The Spoken English Class presented two delightful plays. Where But In America and Wurzel Flummery . The scenery was good. The actresses did their part nobly, and the plays themselves kept our spirits up during the entire performance. SEVENTH GRADE PLAYS — DECEMBER 2 Our hostesses, were the Seventh Graders, who gave us two interesting plays. Especially did we enjoy the one bearing the intriguing name of Morte d ' Arthur. ALUMNAE SALE — DECEMBER 9 On December the ninth, the Alumnae held their annual Christmas sale. There were many lovely gifts one could purchase. Cake and candy were also sold. Manv cf the Alumnae were back and helped to make the sale a financial success as well as to rontribute to its social success. 26 WITHIN THE LYCH GATE 1934 CHRISTMAS PAGEANT — DECEMBER 16 Th ' s year the Christmas Pageant, Let Us Adore Him was lovelier than ever before, if that is possible. Many outsiders were in the audience, who i.-njoyed i: as much as we did. We left the play when it was over with that feeling of deep satisfaction which we always feel when we have seen a lovely thing uncerely ,i d beautifully presented. BILLIE - TEDDY PARTY - - JANUARY 20 As the Billies had won the A. A. drive, the Teddies gave them a party. It was a costume party and some really original costumes found their way to it, so that the judges had a difficult time in judging them. Prizes were awarded for the bpst ones, after which many interesting games were played. Hot dogs and ;oud served afterwards, were quite welcome to the hungry girls. MID-WINTER RECITAL -- JANUARY 20 The Mid-Winter Recital was held on January twentieth. The students gave us many enjoyable piano selections, which showed that many months of practice had been spent on them. PAGEANT — JANUARY 27 The part of the pageant that had been given in Baltimore by the Hannah More girls was given in Wyman Hall for the benefit of those who had not been able to go into Baltimore to see it. It made us appreciate our Hannah much more after we had seen it in its early days. The Juniors sold refreshments after the pageant episode. WEEKEND — FEBRUARY 3 On this weekend after exams, quite a few of the girls went home to have a good time after the strenuous work of the week before. On Friday night the Juniors gave a skating party for the ones that remained here. The next day a small busload of girls went to Baltimore to see the movie Carolina . LECTURE — FEBRUARY 17 On the following Saturday we were given a lecture on Scandanavia and the northern countries by Mr. Barthnetz. He showed us pictures of these countries, which were very interesting to everyone, and which helped to increase our interest in his lecture. 27 WITHIN THE LYCH GATE 1934 COUNTY FAIR — FEBRUARY 17 The Juniors gave a county fair which proved to be loads of fun. A tight- rope walker, the famous Mile. Smeallie, was one of the main attractions. There was also a fashion show where the clown imitated all the models. The fortune- telling was very popular, too. Peanuts, popsicles and hot-dogs were sold. THE TRYSTING PLACE -- FEBRUARY 24 The Trysting Place proved to be a play true to its name. It was a clever production, which the Sophomores presented with perfection. We had a iioorl laugh, although at times we wondered what would happen next. BASKETBALL GAME — MARCH 3 On March third, a large busload of girls went to Washington, where they spent part of their time in sight-seeing. In the afternoon our Varsity team played a game with Warrenton Country School. To our regret, we were defeated. There was no entertainment that night, but the Juniors sold ice cream in Wvmar Hall. THE NEW POOR — MARCH 10 This proved to be an unusually amusing play presented by the Junior Class. Everyone went to bed practically worn out after so much continual laughing. To end it all perfectly, the Juniors served refreshments to prove that they were res ' hostesses. VARIETIES — MARCH 17 This entertainment was presented by the Senior Class. The girls mimicked the teachers so that they could see themselves as others see them. Berkie made Miss Cordelia Otis Skinner a reality to us. After that, a snappy minstrel show was given. SPOKEN ENGLISH PLAYS — MARCH 24 On the Saturday evening before Spring Vacation, the Spoken English Class presented two plays, At the Junction and Bargains In Cathay . They were thoroughly enjoyed and earned for themselves the praise of being different from most of the plays that have been given this year. Sandwiches and punch were sold by the girls during intermission. 28 A T H L IE T I C S Officers Of The Athletic Association Amy Bland President Vice-President Mary Burchard Secretary ane Stevens Treasurer Jeanne Spencer Adviser Miss E. Cogswell WITHIN THE LYCH GATE 1934 Billie - Teddie Hockey Teams BILLIES Norris (Capt BuRCHARD TEDDIES __L. W __ Munn L. I Winston F Reese Spencer R. I James Porter R. W Foster Angell L. H Gill Brooks —y. C. H G. Marsh Brown R. H. Jones Martin L. F _ Stockett Gump .. _. __GF Stevens Garner G. (Capt.) E. Littell Substitute: Riggs ALUMNAE GAME Alumnae . 1 Hannah More 5 FIRST GAME Billies . —6 Teddies 1 SECOND GAME Billies ...2 Teddies 2 THIRD GAME Teddies Billies 30 WITHIN THE LYCH GATE 1934 Varsity Basketball Team Amy Blandy Fomard Mary Madison Brooks Forward Genny Marsh Side Center Mary Burchard (Captain)... Guard Kitty Linn Reese . . Guard Substi Evelyn Littell Mary Hunt Hardinge Hattie Foster Margaret Martin VARSITY SCORE Hannah More 26 Hannah More 23 Greenwood 33 Oldfields . 30 Hannah More ... 26 Hannah More 9 Garrison Forest . .40 Warrenton 30 : :1 WITHIN THE LYCH GATE 1934 Billie - Teddie Basketball Team NoRRIS R. F._ (Captain) Foster Hardinge Garner L. F. Cockey, Ruhl C. . .... Winston Gump S. C - . .... Munn Melvin, Bro cn R. G. E. LlTTELL Martin (Captain) .... L. G Substitutes Stockett Peggy Flockhart Rosalie Gill FIRST GAME SECOND GAME Billies 29 Billies 14 Teddies . .52 Teddies ._ 45 32 WITHIN THE LYCH GATE 1934 Teddie - Billie Captains Teddie Captain Kitty Linn Reese Billie Captain Mary Burchard A WORD FROM OUR CAPTAIN -WN U ' . I feel that this season has added much to the sportsmanship and loyalty of the team and school. I want to thank them both for their splendid spirit and co- ope ration. There ' s nothing I can say about our coach: we all know they don ' t come better. Mary Burchard FIRST HOCKEY TEAM Char ' Lee Munn Left Wing Jo Winston Left Inside Amy Blandy Center Forward Kitty Linn Reese Right Inside Mary Burchard .. Right Wing Elsie Angell Left Halfhack Mary Madison Brooks Center Halfback Genny Marsh Right Halfback Margaret Martin Left Full Helen Garner Right Full Evelyn Littell Goal S3 WITHIN THE LYCH GATE 1934 Cho 1 r MARY BURCHARD HARRIET HERMAN LOUISE LATIMER EVELYN LITTELL MARGARET MARTIN MARY MELVIN GRACE MOORE JEANNE SPENCER NANCY NICHOLAS ANNE NORRIS FRANCES RICH ELEANOR RIGGS JANE STEVENS JO WINSTON 34 WITHIN THE LYCH GATE 1934 St. Michael ' s Guild iz iX-4 I Miss Fowler President Jane Stevens Vice-President Margaret Martin Secretary Mary Burchard Treasurer MEMBERS AMY BLANDY MARY MARSH MARY MADISON BROOKS CARXEE MUNN FRANCES COCKEY ANNE NORRIS PEGGY FLOCKHART KITTY LINN REESE HELEN GARNER FRANCES RICH ALICE HAMMOND JEANNE SPENCER PAT HOLMAN ELIZABETH SUGDEN EVELYN LITTELL JOSEPHINE WINSTON JEAN LITTELL BETTY WYSONG GENEVIEVE MARSH ELAINE YELLOTT ' WITHIN THE LYCH GATE 1934 The Trust Society Betty Wysong President Kitty Linn Reese Vice-President Mary Burchard ._. Corresponding Secretary Jeanne Spencer ... Recording Secretary Mary Madison Brooks Treasurer The School and teachers are members. The Trust Society has done its share in lightening the hurden of those who must provide tor the Children ' s Aid Society of Baltimore County, by sewing diapers and knitting caps for the children of Miss Parks ' Preventorium in Virginia. Although the Lenten Offering has not been as great as that of other years, everyone has done her part in denying herself three desserts a week and having Golden Rule dinners, so that it will be possible for the total to be nearer that of previous years. Altogether our Missionary Society is one of which we can be proud. 35 WITHIN THE LYCH GATE 1934 Dramatic Club Faculty Adviser Miss Carr President Mary Burchard JORICE GUMP KITTY LINN REESE HATTIE HERMAN PEGGY SABINE COURTENAY LYON JEANNE SPENCER GENNY MARSH , ANE STEV ENS ANNE NORRIS PAT THOMPSON JO WINSTON 37 WITHIN THE LYCH GATE 1934 1 1 ' 38 WITHIN THE LYCH GATE 1934 London After Dark A tall young man in full evening clothes stood in the shelter of a large tree. He pulled out his watch and glanced at it. Quarter after twelve. Yes, it was just about time. He glanced at the dark, deserted street. There wasn ' t a soul in sight. He then glanced toward the tall, stately mansion where his work was to be done. This wasn ' t going to be so hard, at least, not for Jimmy Mayers, one of London ' :, best crminals. Yes, he had had harder jobs before, but never one quite so impor- tant. He silently made his way to the basement window. His skillful fingers soon had the lock undone. He slipped through the window, and disappeared from sight. As he gained the big hall, he reached inside his opera cape, and pulled out a piece of paper. By the light of his flashlight he studied it, then made his way to the big panelled door on the left. He opened the door, and entered the large library. Yes, he had guessed correctly; this was th library, and there was the safe. He knelt before it, and soon his expert fingers were playing with the combination. Suddenly he heard a click. He was instantly alert. Every muscle in his body became tense, and his breath came in gasps. Some one was entering the house! Was it the family returning? In a fraction of a second he was behind one of the ex- quisite draperies which hung before one of the large windows. He watched fas- cinatedly as the library door slowly opened. Someone came in, carrying a flashlight. The figure went quickly to the safe, and began to fumble with the combination. By the beam of the man ' s light, Jimmy could see that the man was poorly dressed. He, Jimmv Mayers, one of the biggest gangsters in London, mustn ' t let a mere house thief get the better of him. There were jewels in that safe, jewels that Jimmy meant to have. He quickly stepped from bhind the curtain. Stand right where you are! he said in a cold even voice, automatic in hand. The man jumped to attention at the sound of Jimmy ' s voice, and Jimmy could clearlv see the man ' s mean, set, hard face. Oh, no, you don ' t! said Jimmy as he saw the man prepare to make a dash for the door. Stand where you are. ' With his gun leveled at the man, Jimmy turned to take the jewels from the safe. Seeing his opportunity, the man made a quick dash, knocking the gun from Jimmy ' s hand, and sending him sprawling. In a moment both were fighting des- perately, each dealing the other death-like blows. Suddenly the lights in the room flickered on. A well dressed man stood in the doorway, gun in hand. - 3 WITHIN THE LYCH GATE 1934 ' ' Would you mind telling me the meaning of this? he demanded. Jimmy straightened up, grabbing the burglar by the collar. You see, sir, I happened to be passing, when I saw this man enter your house; I followed and found the fellow trying to open your safe. Jimmy paused, and started to arrange his cape and scarf. The burglar taking advantage of this, dashed to the open window, and was out into the night. With swift strides, Jimmy was at the window. I ' ll get him, sir! he cried. But Jimmy didn ' t get him. He headed for home as soon as he could. Whew! he ejaculated, That was one of the closest shaves I ' ve had yet! I ' ll have to try again tomorrow night. But Jimmy didn ' t try the next night, for upon taking up his paper the following morning, he read: London ' s most valuable jewels stolen from Townsand safe. Further on, Jimmy read, Mr. Townsand now in America, was cabled as soon as the discovery of the open safe was made. Betsy Porter, ' 36. 40 WITHIN THE LYCH GATE 1934 Black And Silver There ' s a weirdly shifting pattern on the forest ' s mossy floor, A black and silver, everchanging pattern shadowed there. Where the moonlight shivers through the quiv ' ring leaves upon the ground, And throws its mystic patterns in a shower everywhere. There ' s an eerie sort of silence, broken only by the sound Of some boldly babbling stream, hidden under leafv ferns. Or the twitter of a sleepy bird awake before the dawn, Or a bob-white calling to his mate and answering in turn. All above is black and silver as the leaves cut through the moor And create their complex pattern on a black and silver sky. And the black and silver pattern is reflected in the stream. And it shivers through to pools where silver waterlilies lie. Anne Norris. ' 35. 41 WITHIN THE LYCH GATE 1934 Jimmy Have you ever felt that you were tired of going to school, coming home, doing homework, getting up the next morning and going to school again? If you have, I know you also thought, Why not run away? Well, that was exactly how Jimmy felt, and precisely what he thought one balmy morning in early spring. Why, the folks at home just took him as a matter of course. Bob ' s approaching graduation and Jane ' s new job were far more important than he was. Hadn ' t he made the baseball team? Hadn ' t he bought a nice shiny new bike with the money he had earned delivering papers? And hadn ' t he won the marble tournament? Shucks, people ought to respect a marble champion. And all he got for these glorious achievements was a slap on the back from Dad or a kiss on the cheek from Mother. So Jimmy ' s thoughts ran as he ambled along, head downwards, on the way to school. His hands were shoved deep into the pockets of his dark blue knickers — a thing absolutely essential when it was a matter of getting the old brain in action. Our little hero ' s brown eyes were half closed as if in deep concentration. The toes of his black shoes seemed to be the spot of interest. His shock of yellow hair was adorned by a small grey hat whose brim had been carefully cut away. Upon close inspection this little hat revealed the names of the various secret societies of which Jimmy was a proud member. We could also find names of different little feminine classmates to whom he was eternally passing notes. We must not forget to mention that Jimmy was wearing, as usual, his dark blue sweater with the much cherished skull and cross bones on it. When this poor unappreciated little boy started thinking of leaving the home town he naturally thought that he must decide on a destinaion. Hadn ' t he heard Dad speaking that very morning at breakfast of a little town about fifty miles away? Jimmy hadn ' t really been listening to what his father was saying. He was too busy thinking how he hated to go to school that morning. However, he did remember that his Dad had said it was a straight run out the main highway. Now, that was settled so the best thing to do would be to get started. But, wait, how about taking the new bike along? It would be much easier traveling. No, that wouldn ' t do. Mother would question him as to why he had come back home and insist that he was going to be late for school. Anyway, all the stories he had ever read of boys running away didn ' t say the fugitives rode bikes . It would be more like the books, if he walked along the highway and got all hot and dusty and tired. So, Jimmy found himself headed away from home just as the town clock was striking nine on this glorious morning. As he plodded along, he could easily draw a picture in his mind as to just how his disappearance was going to affect the family. 42 WITHIN THE LYCH GATE 1934 Tlu ' v would lx only slightly worried when he didn ' t appear for dinner. Perhaps Dad would go out on the porch, put his fingers to his mouth and give three short, sharp, shrill whistles. Surely Mother would say, I wonder where Jimmy can be. He hasn ' t been home since he left for school this morning. Then Jane would call from upstairs: Oh, come on, Mother, let ' s eat. He ' ll turn up in a few minutes. They would sit down to dinner and as the shadows would lengthen, and still no Jimmy would come rushing in and slam the front door. Mother would begin to cast worried glances out the window. Perhaps after dinner Mother would persuade Dad to call up a few of the fellows and inquire as to when they had last seen him. Upon finding out that he hadn ' t attended school, thev would begin to worry in earnest. Jimmv enjoyed himself thoroughly while his mind was occupied with these thoughts. After he had thought of all the possible discomfitures of his family at his apparent exit from their life, he realized that he was pretty tired and thought he must have walked at least ten or fifteen miles. Just at that moment his eye caught the sight of a sign board which read, Fifty miles to Brogtown. Jimmv was very much perturbed to think how small a distance he had covered. He shuddered when he thought of the many miles ahead. An automobile whizzed by. JimmyV eyes fol- lowed it wistfully until it became a mere speck. A brilliant thought then entered his head. Why not hitch-hike? He had heard the older boys at school tell of some very exciting adventures encountered while hitch-hiking. On second thought, however, Jimmy remembered how his parents had told him never, never, to get into anybody ' s car. Gee, he was so tired, though. Any- way, it would serve them right if something happened to him. Maybe they would appreciate him them. Therefore when the next car came into view, Jimmv. inwardlv quaking, lifted his hand and signaled. No luck. The man looked straight ahead as if there wasn ' t such a thing as a tired little traveller on the road side. The next time Jimmv had better luck. A black roadster slid to a standstill some few yards ahead of him. Now that he had succeeded in getting a lift Jimmy was so fright- ened he was almost tempted to run in the other direction. He wasn ' t a baby though, and thinking of his ungrateful family, he squared his shoulders, ran up, and hopped into the car. His companion, without a word, threw his car in gear and resumed his journey. They travelled in silence for five or six miles. Jimmy felt that he ought to say some- thing. He watched his benefactor furtively from the corner of his eve. His counte- nance was so ull of forboding that all Jimmy ' s vocal facilities seemed to be para- lyzed. Finally the man startled Jimmy by saying in a gruff voice. Well. Sonnv, where are vou headed for all alone this time of morning? The only thing he could think of was the truth. He collected his wits, tried to assume a nonchalant air and answered, Who, me? Oh, I ' m just drifting. The man ' s face softened, and an amused smile took the place of his stern visage. Oh. I see. Sure. How far are you going? Jimmy named his destination. 4-: WITHIN THE LYCH GATE 1934 That ' s fine. I ' m going right through there. I make this run every morning and usually stop there for something to cat. ' After this brief introduction the two travellers talked of common place things until they reached Brogtown. In spite of the man ' s friendliness Jimmy was anxious to bid farewell to him as soon as possible. The thought that perhaps he was a truant officer lur ked in the back of his mind. Mustering up all of his courage the runaway- said, Guess I ' d better be getting out here. The driver looked rather surprised but answered, O. K. Glad I could help you. Here ' s luck to you. Jimmy opened the door and scampered out with a sigh of relief. It was nearing noon now and Jimmy felt that a little lunch might make him feel better. He couldn ' t go to an expensive place. He only had the fifty cents he had been given for lunch. On the other side of the street could be seen a sign painted in great white letters, Business Man ' s Lunch. Feeling very important, he strutted across the street and entered the door under the great white sign. Afer seating himself carefully at a table Jimmy gingerly picked up the menu card. The waiter appeared, and the order was given. A little traveling sure does give a man self ass urance, he thought, as he comfortably seated himself and watched the men coming and going through the swinging doors. Jimmv ' s newly found paradise did not last long, for who should walk in after a few minutes but his Dad! Gee, had he been following him all along? Dad, sighting Jimmy, looked quite surprised, though not as surprised as would have been expected in such a case. His face lightened up with a smile, as he strode over to the table. Hello, Jimmy, what are you doing in Brogtown? Jimmy just smiled and said, Oh, I just came up on a little business. Mind if I ride back with you? Then, and only then, did our little friend realize that his Dad had spoken of Brogtown in connection with his business trip for that day. Jeanne Spencer. 34. Stars Bright, Twinkling, Glowing like embers; Fading out — then bursting into light. Such are stars on a moonlit night. Mary Hunt. ' 36. 44 WITHIN THE LYCH GATE 1934 On Slang I think that we could never find A person on this earth Who never in his life has used Some slong words since his birth. Just think of all the words we say Which everyday are used, But changed to silly meanings And so frightlv abused! And if we mean just what we say In all our stupid rambles. We soon shall see how dumb we sound, For here are some examples. If friends were crazy as we say, Or if thev all were dumb, They ' d be a pack of speechless girls Each twiddling her thumb. This dodo girl or dizzy nut. Would prove a dangerous friend. It sounds as if her case were bad. The nurse to her I ' d send. We say, We thought that we would die. And on and on we rave. But if this really came to pass, We ' d each be in our grave. A dozen other things we sav, So much it really hurts. The reason why I don ' t use slang Is ' cause I think it ' s nerts. Evelyn Ljttell. ' 36. H IS O ' ienns A little boy sat at a desk, His freckled face aglow. A big red apple in his hand, It ' s just for her you know. At last he skips across the held To her, who ' s waiting there. A look of pride shone on his face. As he beheld his mare. He waits for three o ' clock to come. When school lets out for good, So with his apple he can go To reach her in the wood. For there beside his favorite one A day-old colt did stand. He softly knelt beside his love, The apple in his hand. Alioa Hai i er, ' 35. ■I ; WiTHIN THE LYCH GATE 1934 iA. .i-5rV.t uUM ? 46 WITHIN THE LYCH GATE 1934 It Was Decided By Popular Vote That The Biggest talker is Jeanne Spencer Everybody ' s pal is Jane Stevens Most fashionable is Ann Smeallie, Mary Hunt Hardinge ' Most romantic is Jorice Gump, Betsy Porter Best blusher is Peggy Flockhart Has the best disposition Elaine Yellott Biggest flirt is Alice Hammond Has the biggest pull Amy Blandy, Jane Stevens Most popular is Elaine Yellott, Jane Stevens Most sarcastic is Anne Norris Biggest nuisance is Ruthellen Goodman, Pat Devoe Most versatile is ... . Anne Norris First to be married is Jane Stevens Best dancer is Mary Burchard, Harriet Herman Laziest is Emily Johnston, Elsie Angell Most tactless is Peggy Flockhart Bjggest laugher is Frances Cockey - • - -  The funniest is Evelyn Littell, Rosalie Gill Biggest baby is.... Mary Bason Brainiest is Elizabeth McGeorge Best personality Ann Smeallie, Jeanne Spencer 4 ' WITHIN THE LYCH GATE 1934 The Week-End It was just a few weeks before close of my freshman year at college, when my best friend, Dorothy Seldon, got a letter from her Aunt Dora. Dorothy didn ' t know a thing about her Aunt Dora other than that she was a very wealthy widow and had one daughter, Rosalyn. Aunt Dora had wanted her to spend a week-end with her. It ' s Thursday evening, now, Dot said, and she says ' the weeke-end of the twenty-third ' and that ' s this coming week-end the one that Ellen wanted me to spend with her. There ' s no time to write and tell her, and anyway, she ' d have fits if I broke it with her, because I promised her I ' d be sure to come. Mother ' ll be ever so mad if I turn down Aunt Dora ' s offer. Oh, Jane! What under the sun am I to do? I could offer no consolation, and I wasn ' t particularly interested then, because I had several pages of Virgil to translate which was weighing on my mind terribly. I went to my room, locked my door, and sat down studiously to the hated Virgil. I struggled with it for some time, and managed to make a little progress. I had just finished the translation to one of the hardest sentences when a dreadful banging began on the door, a loud voice called, Jane, let me in at once. I must see you! For heavens sake, hold your horses till I get through here, I yelled back, hast- ily scribbling down the sentence lest I forget it. There was a short silence while I was writing; then the noise outside began with renewed vigor, as I hastily rose and opened the door. As I had expected, it was Dot. Jane, she panted loudly, as she flopped herself in a chair, you ' ve got to help me. Now, listen. I ' ve got to spend the week-end with Ellen White, and Mother ' ll never forgive me if I don ' t go to Aunt Dora ' s. What am I to do? Just this. Aunt Dora ' s never seen me before. Now why couldn ' t you go perfectly easily in my place? In case she knows my features, we ' ve both got dark hair and — well — That was as far as Dot could go, because we were altogether different in every- thing else. She was tall and rather thin. I was short and very thin. She had a little mouth; I had a big one. Her nose was straight and small; mine was a pug. Her hair had natural curl; mine was a permanent. I had to laugh at the contrast, but Dot went on hurriedly, Oh, well, that doesn ' t make any difference. She ' s never had a picture of me since I was two months old. I was very pretty as a baby, and you see I ' m bound to have changed a lot. In fact, Jane, I really think you look a lot more like me as a babv than I do. Thank you, I said, a little sarcastically. Then we were both silent for a moment while I considered that I had nothing in particular I wanted to do that week-end. and that it would probably be rather dull around school. 43 WITHIN THE LYCH GATE 1934 Well, I said slowly at last, I guess so. But you ' ll have to — Here I was interrupted by a yell of joy from Dot. You ' re a sport, Jane. she said. Here ' s the address. It ' ll all be swell. I ' ll pay your fare when you get back. Now I ' ve got to go and do my Latin. It ' s terrible, isn ' t it? and without another word she was gone. I had intended to get some information about the aunt, but I had my Latin to finish at the present, and I supposed Dot wanted me to leave after classes on Friday, which was the following day. I was too busv to think about it then, but while in bed that night, after having packed a small suitcase of my best things, I thought a great deal about it. Luckily I knew a lot about Dot ' s family. Her father was dead, and she had two brothers, Frank and Tom. Her mother was short and fat, Frank was tall and largelv built, and Tom was rather lanky. I also knew about some of their ways and peculiarities from what Dot had told me and from a few visits I had made. But Dot hadn ' t been keeping me so well informed on family matters lately, and what I didn ' t know was whether Mrs. Seldon was in New York, Cali- fornia, or Florida, and whether they were all in good health. This worried me, but I decided not to cross my bridges before I came to them. Perhaps Mrs. Linsmorc was no better informed about the family than I. and with this thought to comfort me, I soon fell asleep. Classes passed quickly next morning. I saw nothing of Dot except at i dis- tance. Shortiv after lunch. I went to the station and boarded the train which was to take me to the city where Aunt Dora lived. The fact suddenly struck me that I knew nothing whatsoever about what Aunt Dora looked like, and that she knew nothing about my looks. I was restless for the remainder of the four-hour journey. When the train nnaly reached my destination, I got up nervously and quicklv. I got off the train on unsteady feet and looked about the station. There was sort of a crowd. I looked about for a richly dressed, middle-aged woman, for I knew that Aunt Dora would very probably be richly dressed. However, I saw no one answering to the description. I did see a plump, handsome-looking, little lady and, although she looked too old to be Mrs. Linsmore. I went up and questioned her politely. Are you Mrs. Linsmore? I asked. She stared at me haughtily and then moved away after a short, curt No. I was about in despair as to what to do next, when a large, handsome car drove up, and out of it stepped a very tall, stately woman. She looked haughty and proud, and I sincerely hoped she wasn ' t Aunt Dora. With her was a very beautiful but equal!} - proud-looking girl about my own age. They seemed to be looking for some- one. The woman ' s eyes alighted on me. and we came toward each other. Are you Dorothy Seldon? she asked me in a not altogether unpleasant voice. Yes — and — you arc my Aunt Dora? I ventured cautiously. 49 WITHIN THE LYCH GATE 1934 Just so, my child. And this is your cousin Rosalvn, she added, introducing the beautiful girl. I hope you two will be good friends. I ' m sorry we ' ve never had a chance to meet before this, Dorothy. I answered meekly, and then we got into the car and drove off. The conve - - sation was stiff and formal, and I was terribly depressed. I didn ' t see how I ' d stand it for the week-end. We soon drove up to a very elegant mansion, which was no less than I had expected after having seen the occupants. I admired it, as I knew it was expected of rr.e, and then Rosalvn took me up to my room. She seemed to relax a little after he mother had left. Indeed, she seemed quite friendly. We talked a little, but soon she left me to dress for dinner. We went to a dance that evening, and Rosalyn introduced me to several inter- esting young men. Her mother hadn ' t come with us, and, as a result, Rosalyn proved very talkative and entertaining. When we were driving home, she said to me, Dot, I have something I ' d like to tell you tomorrow. I ' m rather sleepy now, or else I ' d tell you, but it will have to wait until tomorrow. Next morning, I awoke very early. I h? f scarcely been awake five minutes — or at least, it seemed only five minutes, when I heard a knock on the door, and Rosalyn slipped in. She wore an amused expression her face. I ' ve come to tell you the important news, she said, climbing into bed with me, much to my surprise, for I had not expected it of a girl her type. Now be prepared for a shock, she said, when she had settled herself, still with the amused expression. Go on, I said, impatiently. I ' m not Rosalvn Linsmore at all, she announced. She was sufficiently satis- fied with the shock it gave me. And neither is the ladv whom you call ' Aunt Dora. Mrs. Linsmore. ' I was so completely stunned that she went on without my asking any ques- tions. You see, shortly after Mrs. Linsmore had written and invited you to come and visit her, she received a telegram from her brother, who was dying, telling Rosalyn and her to come at once. She didn ' t want to disappoint you about the week-end, so she got Mrs. Dunstan, a widow with no children, and me, to play the part of them. But who are you, if you ' re not Mrs. Dunstan ' s daughter? I asked, after I had brought myself together enough to ask this. Oh, I ' m just an orphan, she said, trying to be indifferent about it, but nev- ertheless, having a touch of sadness in her voice. I ' ve got a job in a store. My name is Anne Wheeler. 50 WITHIN THE LYCH GATE 1934 Now prepare yourself for a shock, I said mischievously. I ' m not Dorothv Seldon. Then, of course, it was my turn to explain, which I hastily did. We both laughed heartily for some time; then Anne proposed, Let ' s tell Mrs. Dun- stan. She ' s a peach, really. She ' s not nearly as bad as she makes out she is. She decided to try and make an imitation of Mrs. Linsmore and scare you. So we both agreed to tell Mrs. Dunstan after breakfast. And what fun we had for the rest of the weekend! Anne ' s mv best friend now, and Mrs. Dunstan ' s the nicest lady I know besides my own mother. When I got back to school. I found Dot had already returned. She seemed very unhappy. What ' s the matter? I asked. Ellen was sick and it was dull as tombs, she answered in a miserable tone. How did life treat you? Then I told her everything. Well you luckv dog, Janie! she exclaimed when I had finished. But I have another aunt nearby that I ' ve never seen. Here ' ;; hoping that she ' ll invite me to see her and that I ' ll have as good luck. I ' ll break week-ends with ?vervone ;Ise to get there!! Mary Bason. ' 38. omiie Life is short and time is fleeting — So a famous poet said; Here ' s a better, brighter greeting — Life is L-O-N-G — just forge ahead; Put the old dead past behind you; Turn your hack on stress and strife; Don ' t let woes and worries hind. Take a fresh new grip on L-I-F-E! Banish riles and frets and troubles; Cast the shadows from your heart; Let them fade away like bubbles — SMILE! — and take a whirlwind start! Look with Faith unto tomorrow, Do your level best todav; Rout old gloom and banish sorrow — GRIN! — and clear the right-o-way. V.; 51 WITHIN THE LYCH GATE 1934 n-- , joo tatk • - ■ ■ j u U 4 M ' ' J ' .. I •J? 52 WITHIN THE LYCH GATE 1934 DIARY M SEPTEMBER 20 — Opening day. Hi! Hannah More. It ' s great to be back. 22 — Classes be in. All those happy faces! A. A. Meeting. Miss Cogswell explains hockey to everybody, even thos? who thought they knew all about it! 23 — Opening hop. What fun! And what feet! 24 — Initiation starts. How they love it! The doctor examines. All these flat feet and curved spines! 29 — More new girls; and do we need them? Think of the twenty-five Seniors who graduated! 30 — More fun! Picnic at Miss Harvey ' s farm; and at night the Juniors sell ice cream on the dorms; such service! OCTOBER 1 — Oh, what noise! With everybody yelling rabbit at the same time. 5 — All these birthdays on the same day, but was that :ake good! 7 — Old girls play. Local talent comes forth. 1 1 — We blossom forth in our £ym suits, and do we look cute! 12 — McDonogh has a horse show, which was jn joyed by a lot of us. That night the new girls entertained us on board the S. S. Hannah More. 1 5 — It seems rather earlv to be raising money for the Alaskan Christmas Box. but that ' s what we ' re doing. 21 — Music In The Air was enjoyed by some of us in Baltimore.. The Juniors give movies; a rare time was had by all. 30 — What happened to Char ' Lee ' s birthday cake? 31 — We have police protection now! What next! NOVEMBER 4 — Hallowe ' en. Oh-h, those ghosts were sceery ! Hurray for the Soph- omores; they took the cake. 5 — T. T. Meeting; Doctor Flockhart tells us about the Indians. ' — Eva Le Gallienne ' s business manager tells us about Romeo and Juliet and Alice In Wonderland. 11 — I guess the Alumnae are getting old; anyway the school wins the first hockey game this year. Mary of Scotland with Helen Hayes was grand! 53 WITHIN THE LYCH GATE 1934 17 — Billies win first hockey game. Almost a whole bus full went in to see Alice In Wonderland or Ro- meo and Juliet. ' 18 — Senior play: Neighbors are very kind folks, so they say. 21 — Billy-Teddy game was a tie; sparks flying now! 23 — Billies win last hockey game; ' Ray for the Billies! 25 — It was great to be able to see Katherine Hepburn in Little Women. ' 30 — Thanksgiving! Poor turkey! DECEMBER 9 — Alumnae Sale. It was great to see all the Alumnae again. 10 — Miss Parks tells us about her mountain work in Virginia. 16 — The Christmas pageant was beautiful. No one minded the Golden Rule dinner, for she thought of the happy Christmas it would bring some one. 22 — Christmas vacation!! JANUARY 8 — Everybody here? Everybody happy? 19 — Teddies give Billies a costume party; and such costumes! 20 — Recital. More talent is displayed. 27 — The pageant that was presented in Church Anniversary in Baltimore is given for school. 31 — Exams begin. How studious we are! FEBRUARY 2 — A long week-end for most of us, and those who stayed here went to the movies. 9 — Basketball season opens with a game with Oldfields. We didn ' t win this time, Hannah More, but how about next? 10 — Interesting pictures and lecture on Scandinavia. 11 — Miss Richees tells us about World Affairs . 16 — Hannah More vs. Greenwood. 23 — Game with Garrison Forest. MARCH 3 — We ' ll beat Warrenton yet! Just wait! 7 — The Teddies sort of ran away with the Billies in the first basketball game. 9 — What a game! Teddies win! 16 — Miss Fowler catechizes us in Chapel. The tables were decorated for St. Patrick ' s Day. and the cake was divided between Miss Coit ' s and Miss McGuire ' s tables. ! 7 — The teachers had to take it when the Seniors strutted their stuff ! 19 — All Annual work in. That means Commencement coming! Won ' t be long now! 54 WITHIN THE LYCH GATE 1934 Worker ' s Wage The thought that was uppermost in Slim Jim Donovan ' s mind as lie sat. apparently non- chalantly, playing with a plain silver cigarette, and watching two men who were about to attempt his sudden destruction, was that of relief. For twenty minutes he had been sitting at that secluded table in the brilliantly lighted night club watching Death, grim-visaged Death, creeping toward him with inexorable steps, and he had been afraid, afraid that the person to whom he was to give the secret papers, for whose possession he was in danger of his life, would not appear. Just a moment ago a slender lad had strolled into the night club, chosen a table and ordered a drink, then swiftly and cleverly had given Jim the signal and was again just any young loafer out for a night ' s fun. Instantly Jim ' s fear passed. What did he care for Death, since the silver cigarette case with its precious burden would go on to the next link in the chain, and his work would not have been in vain. He smiled at the thought of the months he had spent collecting information concerning a dreadful gang of gunmen, whose leaders were discovered to be prominent Reds. For quite a while this gang had been suspected of being behind a series of frightful crimes which struck at leading men in the government, great banks and well-known firms, yet nothing definite could be found about the movements, memberships, leaders, or location of the gang. One of the most admired and trusted men in the government was asked to use all the powers of his department to uncover their secrets, and accordingly he had chosen Jim as the best for the job. Well, he thought; he certainly had not failed; in fact, he felt quite proud of himself. Jim ' s thoughts next turned to the method of transferring the precious documents sealed in the hollow space in both sides of the cigarette case. Funny how the department had figured out that the more people who carried a state secret, the less danger each one was in, and the less danger of anyone ' s getting hold of the secret. It worked ninety-nine times out of a hundred, too, and the hundreth time the secret had always been carried safely, even if people did get killed for it. Anyway, you had to die some day, and quickly by a shot was better than slowly and naturally. As he thought thus, he had a mental vision of the Old Man as all his subordinates affectionately called him. The head of this particular department of the Secret Service was a friend and almost a god to all his men, for he never failed them and loved them all. Jim could see him now on hearing of Jim ' s successfully performing his duty, and hoped in one swift instant that that sad, fond look would come over his chief ' s face when he got the news — Sudden blackness enveloped the room, and in the moment of silence that comes over a crowd when anything totally unexpected happens, Jim said in a clear steady tone, I ' ll be with you, boy, and tossed the silver case straight into the waiting hands of the blue-eyed lad who was the next link in the chain. At that moment two tongues of flame leaped from the darkness and Jim fell with a groan. r ' r WITHIN THE LYCH GATE 1934 Before the lights went on again, two rough pairs of hands had dragged him away to a private room where he was thoroughly searched. The two men gave up the search for the case just as Jim opened his eyes for the last time and grinned, because he knew the lad had the case in his possession. The boy slipped out of the night club with the rest of the frightened crowd and imme- diately headed for the station where his berth was booked. He was wondering what Jim had meant by saying he would be with him, for wasn ' t Jim dead now? At that thought his spirits sank; he was so young and Death so ever present on this particular job. As he walked along he put his hand up to feel if the cigarette case was safe in his pocket, and, as he did, he felt a tingling sensation of strength and courage flowing from the case. It was as if a voice in it had whispered, I ' m with you, boy, and we ' ll go on together. Then he understood Jim ' s message; he really was dead now, and his spirit was going to be a fine companion. There was a slight delay in starting the train, and the lad, lying in his berth wondered, what had caused it, until t wo men clambered aboard the car, then an instant premonition told him that the gang the government was so anxious to wipe out, had set two of its hounds on his trail. As soon as the train started, he began to listen closely to the conversation of the two men who were in the next berth. It was short, indeed, and consisted of a dispute as to whether they should do it that night or in the morning. The chief argument for doing it that night seemed to be that he might get up before they had to leave the train at eight o ' clock. The lad poked his head out between the curtains to tell the porter not to wake him till nine o ' clock. Then he lay back on his pillows secure in the knowledge that when the next link in the chain boarded the train at six o ' clock for just long enough to take the case it would still be alive. All that night he wrestled with his fear of Death, knowing that, if he made any move to leave the train before eight o ' clock, the two thugs would grow suspicious, kill him sooner, and the chase would begin again before the next man had a chance to make a good start. Still, he did not want to die, and it was a long time before his loyalty to his job and above all to his Old Man triumphed over his will to live. Nevertheless, when the hand with the tiny blue tattoo appeared between the curtains for an instant, his mind was at rest, and he whispered, We ' ll be with you, with a feeling of joy. There were a few more bad moments, for the feeling of power left him when the cigarette case passed from his hands, but soon, realizing that he must seem to be asleep when the gangsters decided to look for the case, he turned over and buried his head in the pillow. Though it may seem impossible, he slept, because he was exhausted by his night of struggle with himself, and also, it is almost impossible for human minds to grasp the infinity of Death when it is staring them in the face. Thus it was that he did not know when a blunt-nosed .45 with its efficient silencer was poked through from the next berth and a sharp click put and end to his existence. 56 WITHIN THE LYCH GATE 1934 A swift, stealthy search of his berth having revealed no papers, one of the gun-men unfortunately remembered having heard a whispered word and a slight movement about six o ' clock. Putting two and two together, the men hurried back to the town the tain had been passing through at the time and were soon on the trail again. The man with the tiny tattoo had in his turn wondered at the lad ' s words, and he begun to realize their meaning when he felt the power flowing from the case. About an hour after he left the town on his way southward in a speedy plane, another rush of power from the case made him sit upon his chair and start swearing savagely under his breath. Hard-bitten man of the world though he was, he felt the tragedy of such a boy ' s death, and was deeply honored by being on the same job with two workers whose souls stayed with their work after they were dead. He felt more than proud when, on landing at the air-port, just as he was about to stroll after a taxicab, a sudden, unspoken warning made him dodge out of sight of two villainous- looking men descending from a specially chartered plane, and go leaping through the com- plicated net-work of sheds near the port until he was safely lost in the town. Yet, he asked himself, was he safe? Small, dark and easily lost in a crowd, he might easily have passed the two gangsters on the street and never been recognized but for one thing. There were two things that made him unfit for his job, the blue tattoo mark whench the men could not have seen, and a diamond shaped scar on his cheek which he knew they had seen. The little man stayed m hiding till night-fall and then carefully made his way to a certain dingy house, down near the railroad tracks. Just as he was about to cross the street to the house, an invisible hand seemed to hold him back in the shadow of a doorway until two men turned the corner and shrunk down the street. Trembling a little at the thought of whrt might have happened, t he little man entered the house, gave its sole occupant the silver case, repeated the formula, We ' ll be with you , and slipped out another way to a still dingier street. He had just had time to realize that he meant to say, They ' ll be with you , without seeing the significance of his involuntary change of words, when he came face to face with the two men. There was no warning this time, for the guardian spirits had gone with the case, but he fell with a smile on his lips, and his spirit too went on with the case. A tall, unkempt man dropped from a window in the second story of his house to the top of a freight car and clung there as the train gathered speed, feeling the glow of courage and loyalty spreading through him from the case, and feeling also, as the others had felt, proud and yet humble to be the bearer of such secrets and the comrade of such heroes. At the next stop two men boarded the train and settled themselves as comfortably as possible in a day coach, while another man, now inside the freight car, shivered as he had not done from the cold outside, but because he was riding the rails with Death. Early the next morning a tall tramp leaped from the train as it slowed down and 57 WITHIN THE LYCH GATE 1934 streaked for the open country. By accident it seemed, he was walking along a road where a slim girl with hair the color of sunlight on a copper beach and steadfast grey eyes, jumped her horse over the bank and dropped he cap. Handing her the crop and a silver cigarette case he said, We ' ll be with you. Miss , touched his cap and shuffled on down the road to meet his death a moment later under the wheels of a speeding limousine. On seeing that limousine the girl, whose eyes had grown deep and dark on feeling the message of strength from the case, drove her horse in a mad zig-zag course away from the road, over fences, hedges, and ditches, recklessly, for the first time in her life unmindful of the animal she rode. Just as she seemed to have eluded her pursuers, she jumped her horse over one last ditch into a road, felt him sink under her with a broken leg, felt her own ankle cruelly strained, and saw a long black limousine shoot around a nearby curve, all at the same time. With a cry almost of despair she limped across the road toward a low, white house on a hill as fast as she could, seeing with a gasp of relief another car come out of a driveway and barely miss a collision with the limousine. The driver of the car, a man with snow-white hair and eyes of the same steadfast grey, eyes that could grow soft and tender at the thought of some brave lad ' s death, as steely as they were now, apologized profusely to the occupants of the limousine, smiled grimly as he watched it disappear along the road, and then went back to the house on the hill. There he found the girl, who had crawled the last few yards on her hands and knees, but she had made it, stretched out on a couch holding out the case to him. When she said in a husky whisper, Daddy, I ' d never have done it, if they hadn ' t helped me ' ,, he did not ask her who they ' were, for as he took the case he lifted his great head with its lion-like shock of hairand looked into a dark corner of the room, as if he saw standing in the shadows four silent figures giving him one last salute before they quit their job. He raised his hand in answering salute, and as he did so, a look of pride and sorrow came over his face and his eyes were soft with a sudden mist. Elizabeth McGeorge. ' 34. 58 WITHIN THE LYCH GATE 1934 Sp ace Oh, you great enormous blue. Are they watching men below, What do you harbor nay up there? Or are they where they cannot see? Bands of angels? Ancient kings? Or merely space, infinite space? They might even smile at me, White I ' m gazing into space. When I gaze :ip through the mist, Will I ever ]om them there? Wondering what might look at me, I ' d like to fee them face to face. All the universe so large Appears to stare right down at me. While I dream, I know that I Can never fathom this great blue All the men who ' ve died before. Yet someday I may be part Christ and the martyrs, heroes, saints. Of all the space I can not solve. Mary Burchard, ' 34. The Wind The wind comes dancing, prancing o ' er the lee. Whirltnfi, swirling, ever calling me High from the hill-tops, down to the sea. Is he laughing? Is he really calling me? First down to the earth to tease the leaves Then up. up. up to hide in thetrees. Hark! It hat does he say as by he flees? Is it a message, or is he taunting me? Jeanne Spencer, ' 34. After The Guests Depart The night The dawn T cut through with a knife Is cut through by the edges Of light Of winds that whistle from the icy stars. Irom the twinkling windows of the house. The house is a sighing ghost. The doors are wide open. Its windows are bare. Over their thresholds flow Its doors are closed. Life, and love, and laughter. They echo with a hollow sound. Ioski ' hine Winston, ' 34 59 WITHIN THE LYCH SATE 1934 Et T -fe V -cM. 60 WITHIN THE LYCH GATE 1934 La Table de Fraincais I had been at Hannah More for about five weeks, when I was told that I had to sit at the French table. This meant twelve meals of entire French speech and four days of misery for me. With eighty girls I entered the dining room. With three other girls I made my way to a little table in the corner which seated six people. After dinner was served, this being quite an ordeal, Mademoiselle told us a joke, but I have only one proof of this — the other Mademoiselle laughed and ejaculated, Tres drole, tres drole! Four Freshmen giggled and repeated, Tres drole, tres drole! A few minutes later my desire for a piece of bread grew too intense to suppress, and as the bread was on the other side of the table. I mumbled indistinctly, Passez- moi la pince, s ' il vous plait. Mademoiselle looked doubtful; then smiled and said if I wanted the bread not to ask for the tweezers. I felt completely squelched, but I got my piece of bread. Waiting for desert was an eternity , and Mademoiselle probed me during this time with silly questions. Her conversation is usually very elevating and pleasing, but considering my scanty knowledge of her native tongue, she was limited to questions concerning my age, my home tome, and my brother and sister. Dessert was soon served, and un fortunately I did not care for the sauce with which Mademoiselle began to drown mine. I knew that words would be useless and after much head-shaking and hand waving I put across my idea. When we could eat I am sure the three other girls as well as I were happy, for then we had peace during which we did not have to advertize our ignorance. Minutes stretched into hours, and finally the meal came to an end. While at school, weeks seem long. This week at school seemed very long. Dorothy Perkins. ' 16. ' 1 WITHIN THE LYCH GATE 1934 The Ivy Covered Chimney Long years it had stood there, overgrown with ivy, neglected, the solitary guard of those bramble-covered grounds, that crumbling old brick chimney. No one seemed to know why it had not been torn down, and a new house built on the old site. I looked at this old curiosity one cloudy morning late in June. I was on my vacation, the main object of which was adventure. Since my arrival in the town, two weeks had passed in which I had heard many weird tales of this place. This is the story as it was told to me. Not more than a quarter of a century ago this house had burned. No one in the neighborhood had known, very well, the couple that had lived there. They had come there as a bride and groom. The house had been built by them, and they had become comfortably settled on the place. Shortly after their arrival another stranger had appeared in the village, and two days after he had come, the house had burned. The couple were both reported to have died. The stranger was seen no more, and the place remained in ruins. This story was clearly pictured in my mind that morning as I looked at the ruin. The chimney had been built against a rather large and rocky hill. Half of the chimney was not to be seen for the ivy and brambles that climbed from the side of the hill, and creeping along the bricks twined themselves about the chimney. As I looked at this rustically pretty picture, I suddenly saw a man appear from between the bushes on the hill, and going some distance, mounted a horse, and rode away. Two thoughts were uppermost in my mind, What was he doing there? and, ' ' Where had he come from? ' I made up my mind that I was going to find out. As I was an artist, I reasoned that I could come there again under the pretext of paint- ing a picture. This I did, but with no results for a whole week. Again I saw the man appear from the bushes and ride away. I know that he saw me, yet he paid no attention. I resolved to await his return. He came back in about an hour car- rying two or three bundles. The thought came to me, as I painted, that perhaps the man lived here, and these were his weekly provisions. 62 WITHIN THE LYCH GATE 1934 Each day of the following week I returned to paint and to watch. The third time that I saw him leave I quickly left my work, and entered the hole in the bushes where he had come out. I crept down the hole that this led into, and found myself in a large cave, dimly lighted by a natural sky-light. Hurriedly I glanced at the crude furniture about me. To one side I saw a small hole. I crouched low, and crept along thru this. Ahead of me I saw a light, toward which I hurried as fast as the narrowness of the hole let me. I came to an abrupt halt as my head hit a stone wall. I was at the base of the chimney. I pulled myself up by means of a rope that I saw there. I jumped down, and went back to work just as he rade up and entered his abode. The next day I returned to the house and this time it was to be the last. I settled down to work diligently, when, all of a sudden, I felt a hand on my back and a voice saying, Would you like to do me a favor? I thought that he was going to ask me to get off the property, but instead at my nod he said, You ' re a painter, so won ' t you paint me a picture? I answered that I would, as he led me to the old, mo uldy chimney. He pointed to the wall on which was a crudely scratched likeness of a beautiful young girl. That and memory are all that I have, he said, and his voice was husky. So with wonder in my heart I painted him a picture of a beautiful young girl. As I painted, he told me his story. He had been a writer, so he said, and he had made money. He ' d also been in love with a beautiful girl whose hand he had won. But he had not been an only suitor; his cousin, Duke, who hated him had decided that he should not have the girl and success, too. It was he who had set fire to his home, and had caused his wife ' s death. To add to this, he had obtained the author ' s latest and as yet uncopy- righted book. Duke had published the book, and it was through the knowledge of this fact that the author had been able to find out the identity of his malefactor. Then, in ending his tragic storv, he added that it was only through luck that he had been saved from the fire, and that was because he had remembered the secret tunnel and cave, in which he had ever afterwards made his abode. WITHIN THE LYCH GATE 1934 His story, nevertheless, does not end here. For he went on to say, with a look on his face like that of a person who sees death after long hours of agony, He comes again tonight to take his last revenge. Under the old fireplace are buried the heirlooms of her family. He comes tonight to take them. Yea, and I shall not be unprepared. I ask you one more favor for trespassing on sacred ground. As you have made me a picture, make me a mask! So I made this queer, distracted man, whose name I knew not, a mask. I fashioned it into the likeness of the picture I had drown, only a little paler and a little wilder looking. That night a man crept stealthily up to the old chimney where two men, the author and I, awaited his arrival. The tunnel had been extended under the fire- place in such a way that, if stepped on, would fall through. The intruder stepped onto the bricks which gave way to his weight. As soon as the other two had made certain that the intruder was crawling through the tunnel, they enered the cave. Hand in hand they stood in the pale light of the moon that shone through the natural sky-light. There they awaited the arrival of the other. His abrupt appear- ance showed him to be disheveled and grimy. He stood up, staring in the unusual darkness. There in the pale and ghostly light he saw the other two. Mary!!, Jim , came in a hoarse whisper, as the blood drained from his face. The author had had his revenge. Duke turned and fled down the tunnel. Before him was the picture of the two who were to haunt his dreams of many nights to come. As for myself, I had come for adventure. Had I not been well supplied? I left the man with his picture and his memories. To those had been added another, that of Duke ' s face when he saw his supposedly long dead cousins. As I have said, that was my last trip to the old chimney. I have never returned; but the memorv of the night, when I took the place of one dead, shall always remain with me. Helen Garner. ' 34. 64 WITHIN THE LYCH GATE 1934 Sensation Upon Having A Mouse In My Room I am not a person to he actually afraid of a mouse, nor am I one of those people who can rest comfortably when there is a mouse under her very nose. Manv times I have had some very sinking sensations upon being aroused from my slumbers bv a scratching or thumbing noise. Right away I know that there must be a mouse in my waste basket. I lie still a moment, listening. All Second Wyman seems to be asleep. The silence is unbearable. Suddenly the silence is broken by a thump, thump. I am petrified. At this moment I am not at all insympathy with Robert Burns ' s To A Mouse. The thumping seems to become a great roar in my ears. I think I shall shriek in a moment. But do I? Well, no one would hear me if I did. for bv this time, I am under the covers. Bmsv Porter. ' 36. The Fall Of The Year When the trees begin crackin and the winds start slappin The whirls of dead leaves around. Then winter is coming and the bees will stop humming: White winter himself will abound. Whene ' er 1 go walking through the woods talking Of many a fall before. The chipmunk comes peepin ' round his stump, keepin His eye on his winter store. The little squirrels fussin and round the trees bustlin Sense that the winter is near; Their nests they start makm ' , for soon frost mil waken I he cold that they dread through the year. II ; A a heave and a ho and one hefty throw The cornstalks arc up in the cart; It time to be leavin ' for soon ' twill be even. And every soul ' done his part. But now I m wonderin why folks keep a ponderin I be cause for a winter so cold; If you keep on smilin . spring ' s bound to come ndni Before you get very old. Kitty Linn Reese. ' 34. 65 WITHIN THE LYCH GATE 1934 Miss Delay (eating grapes) : Why don ' t the little ones have seeds? ' Sabine (at French table) : Je suis developing a tres peculiar rire. Miss Thayer: I don ' t know, I can ' t see it from here. ' Miss Jervis: What are bibliographies? ' Yellott: Stories of the Bible. Have you ever seen a dream walking? Take a look at a Hannah More-ite during exams. Natalie: These are May West problems, today. Hunt: Why? Natalie: Because I done em wrong. I wonder if Hunt ' s grandfather knows about the new way she ' s holding up her garters called scholasticism. LOST: One big green man ' s fountain pen. — Peggy Flockhart. Miss Jervis tells us that Thoreau ' s father was a pencil sharpener. Sometimes we wonder. We get pearls from oysters, and women get diamonds from nuts. 66 WITHIN THE LYCH GATE 1934 Miss Harvey (at Post Office): Wouldn ' t you like to have some views of Hannah More to take home? Jo James: No, thanks. I have my own views of it. You have to keep your distance at the 1, 2, 3 hop at H. M. A. Jfs Hattie Foster (at breakfast table during exams) : Well, one thing ' s sure — I have no history — no dates — no men. Poor Hattie. s{= Sabine (in Algebra Class): This is a log of hooey. % % Hunt: Who wrote Corinthians? Natalie: Mr. Corinthian, of course. Hunt (on Friday night): Isin ' t this just too ducky. Three more days of this makes one half weak! Pat Devoe: My alarm clock went off at six this morning and I couldn ' t go to sleep again, I was so mad. Pat Thompson: What time did you set it for? Pat Devoe: Six o ' clock. But I didn ' t think it would go off then! 67 WITHIN THE LYCH SATE 1934 Have You Ever Heard Steve play Blue Prelude ? Heard Porter ask for Stormy Weather ? Eaten Char ' Lee ' s peanuts? Heard Emily call Sugie ? Heard of the Sweet Shirt Club ? Seen Mrs. Denis in a bad humor Saturday morning? Heard Love Locked Out ? Asked Hammond if you got a letter? Seen Virginia Hall studying? Heard Foster say ' S ' ah so-o-o ? Seen McGregor in Miss Delav ' s room? Seen Miss Thaver separate Stockett and Smeallie? Seen Pat Devoe ' s room in a mess? Decided to reduce two weeks before vacation? Seen Handy ' s hair not combed? Heard Katenkamp and Herman harmonize? Listened to Bing Crosby on Mondav night? Heard Miss Massev sigh? Played Ouija on Second Wyman? Seen Mary Marsh ' s turtles? Seen Steve get a special from Pern? Heard of Hannah More ' s Walter Winchell? Heard Fowble laugh? Seen Flockhart jitter? Heard Louis mumble at the end of the meal? Seen the teachers cook in the sun? 68 WITHIN THE LYCH GATE 1934 Song Hits To Know You is to Love You Miss Fowler You Have Taken My Heart _ Mrs. Fowler Remember Me Alumnae I Wake Up Smiling Commencement Day A J -. Git Along School Days I Just Couldn ' t Take It E ams - V Temptation ...Cakeroom (During Lent) After You ' re Gone —Seniors i You ' re My Everything Basketball Crazy People ' Tlllr d Wyman ( Rollin ' On Our Roller Skates .. Saturday Afternoon Y j Let ' s Make Hay While The Sun Shines Weekend (Morning), Noon and Night Mail Marching Along Together ..Drill Past, Present and Future Mlss Colt Your Coffee in The Morning Mrs. Dennis Three ' s A Crowd .. Dements Dancing Lady Hattie Foster ) Moonstruck; ' -Betsy You ' re Blase Blanche Latimer You ' ll Never Get Up to Heaven That Way Brooks Dont Blame Me Kitty Lynn Lazy Bones Pcrkv I ' m No Angel Elsie I Got Rhythm Howdy Herman Sophisticated Lady MacGregor Learn To Croon ...Berkv I ' ll Never Have to Dream Again Jeanne Spenser You ' re An Old Smoothv Smealhe WITHIN THE LYCH GATE 1934 The Day Pupil Have you ever seen a day pupil? Oh, me, there we have truly a subject or interest. They are quite a funny specie of animal, hardly ever travel in pairs, and are most commonly found in a place that they know little or nothing about. The mind of a day pupil is obviously far less developed than those of our other ani- mals, as has been proved by many and almost daily examples. The Scientific World is as yet entirely baffled as to some of the day pupil ' s habits and actions. The day pupil in its most prehistoric form was obviously an animal of great intelligence of which some traces still remain. However down through the many and long years he has been subject to a certain monotony and a sort of abuse that has greatly dulled his mentality. The day pupil as a rule takes very little interest in things around him and sometimes becomes quite nasty when forced into undesirable circumstances. Most parents have not found them good companions for their children due to their dislike of noise. However from many very close studies that have been made of the day pupils , it has been found that, when treated kindly and kept from the usual noise and hurry of the day, he is a likeable animal and shows a certain devotedness that is almost sorrowful. By Beckie Fuller. ' 35. 70 WITHIN THE LYCH GATE 1934 Bubbles Bouncing bubbles like baby balloons Daintily dancing, delightfully prancing. And actually counting out tunes. Bobbing in front, now back now advancing. Colorful clear and like magic, Their life is so quick and most tragic. By Jane Allan. ' 35. Wi ings Time flies; How trite, but true that is. Tomorrow comes in today ' s disguise To play around with the hours. Night never falls, as poets say. But rushing, leaps to meet the days. And too soon, fades into dawn. Perhaps this is just a game, we think. But again we are wrong in our dreams. For underneath it all we can link The arrival of Monday — and themes. Jorice Gump, ' 35. 71 WITHIN THE LYCH GATE 1934 Addresses Allan, Jane ._. - 2032 Belmont Rd., N. W., Washington, D. C. Angell, Elsie... 155 Henry St., Brooklyn, N. Y. Bason, Mary .... 501 E. Franklin St., Chapel Hill, N. C. Betticher, Anne 1426 Park Ave., Baltimore, Md. Blandy, Amy .... ..Osceola Mills, Pa. Broks, Mary Madison. —.4 Randall Court, Annapolis, Md. Brown, Mary.... 461 Lisbon Ave., Buffalo, N. Y. Bruce, Leslie... ...243 Harrison St., E. Orange, N. J. Burrell, Catharine 1120 Woodmont Ave., Williamsport, Pa. Burchard, Marv ...1021 N. Charles St., Baltimore, Md. Cabell, Virginia ... ...3649 Veazey St., N. W. Washington, D. C. Chenoweth, Virginia... _ 959 Hereford Drive, Akron, Ohio Cockey, Frances... Mt. Washington, Baltimore, Md. Crosby, Alice... . 1103 Frederick Road, Catonsville, Md. Devoe, Patricia — 59 Park Ave., New York City Flockhart, Peggy — Glyndon, Md. Ensor, Nancy ... 3301 Elgin Ave., Walbrook, Baltimore, Md. Foster, Hattie 606 Lennox St., Baltimore, Md. Fowble. Florence ._. Reisterstown, Md. Gerner, Helen Route No. 4, Aanacostia, Md. Gill, Rosalie ...212 W. Monument St., Baltimore, Md. Godman, Ruthellen .. 105 Columbia St., Elmira, N. Y. Gwathmey, Graham ... -— Lochavon, Norfolk, Va. Gump, Jorice... _ Everett, Pa. Hall, Virginia .3 Morris St., Freehold, N. J. Haller, Alida Sunymeade, Frederick, Md. Hammond, Alice .611 Fidelity Bldg., Baltimore, Md. Handy, Margaret 223 Duke of Gloucester, Annapolis, Md. Hardinge, Mary Hunt 2452 Eutaw Place, Baltimore, Md. Herman, Harriet ...The Northway, Baltimore, Md. Holman, Patty Box 126, St. Davids, Pa. Jones, Ruth 142 Irving Ave., S. Orange, N. J. James, Leslie ... .... .... -- Purcellville, Virginia Johnston, Emily 1034 Graydon Ave., Norfolk, Va. Katenkamp, Virginia 615 Woodington Rd., Ten Hills, Baltimore Latimer, Blanche S. E. Center St., Baltimore, Md. Latimer, Louise... .14 Newlands St., Chevy Chase, Md. r ,, ' , t Bishop ' s House. Queen Emma Sq., Honolulu, T. H. Littell, Jean j Logan, Henrietta.— 212 W. University Drive, Chapel Hill, Md. Lyon, Courtney.. . . .227 St. Paul St., Baltimore, Md. Marsh, Mary and Genny. .8 E. Irving St., Chevy Chase, Md. Martin, Margaret ...Court St., Westminster, Md. Melvin, Mary.... 24 Church Circle, Annapolis, Md. Moore, Grace... ...315 Catawissa Ave., Sunbury, Pa. Munn, Charlotte Lee . Crozet, Va. McGeorge, Elizabeth Orrtana. Pa. 72 WITHIN THE LYCH GATE 1934 Neilson, Margaret Alliquiyppa Farm, Malvern, Pa. Nicholas, Nanc) 4 Poplar St., Douglaston, L. I. Norris Anne 1530 Bolton St., Baltimore, Md. Perkins. Dorothy 3114 The Alameda, Baltimore, Md. Porter, Elizabeth 152 Kensington Rd., Garden City, N. Y. Quillin, Constance Berlin, Md. Reese, Kitty Linn 1 University Place, New York, N. Y. Rich, Frances .... 8049 Walker St., Philadelphia, Pa. Riggs, Eleanor .... Brokeville, Md. Ruhl, Margaret 503 Drury Lane, Ten Hills, Baltimore, Md. Sabine, Peggy... 461 N. Barry Ave., Mamrroneck, N. Y. Shull. Charlotte Glenwood, Md. Silk, Claudia - Prvor Lane, Larchmont, N. Y. Skinner, Janet 7525 Alaska Ave., Washington, D. C. Smeallie. Ann . .1701 Oregon Ave., Washington, D. C. Spencer, Jeanne 619 Tunbridge Rd., Baltimore, Md. Stevens, Jane... Kimball, W. Va. Stockett, Dorothy 1423 Mahantongo St., Pottsville, Pa. Sugden, Elizabeth... ...Sistersville, W. Va. Thompson, Patricia -.405 W. 20th St., Wilmington, Del. Winston, Jo -.3226 N. 18th St., Flushing, N. Y. Weisbrod, Betty.- Lutherville, Md. Wysong, Betty 45 Murray Ave., Port Washington, N. Y. Yellott, Elaine.... Bel Air, Md. DAY PUPILS Cheatham, Lois Ann .... Reisterstown, Md. Fuller, Beckie and Priscilla ... 7105 Park Heights Ave., Baltimore, Md. Marshall, Marjorie ... Reisterstown, Md. Potter. Jean . Owings Mills, Md. Wheeler, Natalie GIvndon, Md. THE FACULTY Miss Laura Fowler ... Hannah More Academy. Reisterstown, Md. Dr. Robert Flockhart . GIvndon, Md. Miss Blanche Parrott South River, Md. Miss Mildred Newton... ... Chestertown, Kent County, Md. Mrs. Edna Denis . .. 2200 North Calvert St., Baltimore, Md. Miss Nannie Smith Valle Crucis, N. C. Miss Lucia Fydell .. Hannah More Academy, Reisterstown, Md. Miss Janet Hart... Reisterstown. Md. Miss Rose McGuire Smith ...Box No. 503, Middlesboro. Kv. Miss Virginia Carr 1900 Park Ave., Baltimore, Md. Miss Elizabeth Cogswell 8732 168th Place, Jajmaica, N. Y. Miss Mary Marshall Smith Brick House Farm, Arnold, Md. Miss Anne Harvey ....4505 Roland Ave., Baltimore ,Md. Miss Virginia Delay .878 Oak St., Winnetka, 111. Miss Katherine Jervis .... 307 S. State St., Champaign, 111. Miss Mary K. 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I D1 I 111 lilt ' REISTERSTOWN 68 COMPLIMENTS OF A F li I E N I) X A Y L O R  S Home Made ICE CREAM Wholesale ami Retail I ' In nc : Reisterstown 11 - Y H. A. CLARK | Plumbing and Heating 31 MAIN STREET Phone: Reisterstown 181 J ♦ • ' I I 1 1 1 1 1 ' ' 1 1 ' 1 ' ■ ' I. ■ • L. H. PARKE CO COFFEE, TEA and SPICE IMPORTERS 1132 NORTH FRONT STREET Philadelphia, Pennsylvania THE FOOD PRODUCTS CO. 603 LOMBARD STREET BALTIMORE. Ml). COMPLIMENTS of a FRIEHD -♦ CHINA GLASS SILVER F. A. DAVIS SONS 119 S. HOWARD STREET Baltimore, Md. Complete Stock of Institutional Kitchen Equipment and Supplies The Wheeler Supply Co. Dealers m COAL, BRICK, CEMENT, SEWER PIPE, BUILDERS ' HARDWARE, FEED, FIELD SEED, ETC. L. S. Wheeler Reisterstown 180 Reisterstown, Md. H. G. ROEBUCK SON PRINTERS 119 WEST MULBERRY STREET BALTIMORE, MD. ;« mm ,|Cj - .. I ■ a i i i« , if t i iitiSH i I J ■ ' ' ' rk Vk