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

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Article Article Article Article Article Article Article Article Article Article Article Article Article Article Article Article Article Articles Article Article Article THE LAST WILL AND TESTAMENT OF THE 1. I, 2. I, 3. I, 4. I, 5. I, 6. I, 7. I, 8. I, 9. I, 10. I, 11. I, 12. I, 13. I, 14. I, 15. I, 16. I, 17. I, 18 26' 19. 20. I, 21. I, 22. I, SENIOR CLASS OF I939 Virginia Martin, leave my taciturn nature to Suzy Townsend. Laura Whitworth, leave my progressive rotundity to Jane Eastwold. Gordon Stirling, leave my low voice and self control to Loulie Murchison. Nancy Ensor, leave my feminine grace and wiles to Chesca Birckhead. Lois Anne Cheetham, leave my quiet nature to be divided be- tween Betty Jones and Betty Varn. Henrietta Carter, leave my ability to keep well and healthy to Annamarie Menz. Virginia Ray, leave my nose to Frances Pugh. Eleanor Waller, leave my laugh and rollicking nature to Emily Justis. Shirley Wilson, leave my sylph-like figure to Mickey McDaniel. Connie Quillin, leave my prospects of a happy home life to Betty Jones. Ruthellen Goodman, leave my rogue's gallery to Elsa Funaro. Peggy White, leave my complete knowledge of V.M.I. to Betty Blunt, Bonnie Jean Cadwalader, leave Miss Harvey and Diana to Chesca Birckhead. Margaret Houck,. leave my size to Maryo Dameron. Betty Stephenson leave my rosy cheeks to Ruth Gregg. Connie Peterkin, leave my voice to Connie Chenoweth. Cornelia Harrison, leave my handwriting to Miss Jervis. We, Sally Burwell and Betsy Prosser, leave our monopoly C U on Miss McGuire's affections to June Andrews. Mary Cooke, leave my height to Janet Reese. Marie Steele, leave my red mane to Alice Bartlett. Sally Bradford, leave West Point and Annapolis to Brooks Lewis who takes almost as much interest in them as I do. 1231

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CLASS POEM Age-old ivy to mellow walls clinging, Soft gray dusk and chapel bells ringing, Bright glints of sunlight on the lawn. Memories sweet of moments gone, Friendships loyal, ideals high Of truth and love that never die. For these we yield thee thanks and praise O Guardian of dear and happy days. And Hannah More, we pray of thee That thy spirit sacred, loving, free May bless our hopes and calm our fears And shine triumphant through the years, That we, true daughters, may prove thy fame And ever bless and laud thy name, And hidden in each heart may live The love and peace that school days give. BETSY PROSSER, '39 U21

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SENIOR SONG To thee, Hannah More, '39 pledges honor, devotion, and true loyalty And prays that thy daughters eternally striving May ever be worthy of thee. In conscience, in spirit, in Hrm resolution, In ideals and the fruits that they bring, May we go on believing in all Lve're receiving Of thee, Hannah More, as we sing: O Alma Mater, dear, Hark to thy praises clear, And bless and guide thy children Who hail thee far and near With black bold and bright gold hold the chords fast forever, That bind us in comradeship free, And grant that those bonds through the years may not sever, Our class, '39 holds with thee. We thank thee for wisdom, true sportsmanship, pleasures, For friends, and the joys that they bring. May we go on believing in this love uJe're receiving Of thee, Hannah More, as we sing: O Alma Mater, dear Hark to they praises clear, And bless and guide thy children Who hail thee far and near. BETSY PROSSER, '39 U41