Hannah More School - Within the Lych Gate Yearbook (Reisterstown, MD)
- Class of 1940
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if iv Q. Wim THE LYC1-1 GATE 1940 ! Q . , sl W ' :Q '. 4555. Q 1-'H .NJN - ' N . , Within fha Lych Gate my ' ' Q 4 1,37 ' W M3412 3- ' 1,,.2u,i 4 .gg , ?w ef ff., iF- II ' W7 , , ,4 ' Qi ' -3 ,Abi Jig' i - -.rf .1-i' .1 .- Q 'Qs Nineteen Hundred and Forty THE HANNAH MORE ACADEMY T0 M255 jewif Whom we have missed so much this year and whose help and guidance in the past we have greatly appreciated, we affectionately dedicate this Annual. ww .. -A. 4. . 4 N 1 Miss I..-Xlfll.-X FOWLER Prinripal Miss HELEN HOFFMAN Izrzglislz Mlss Rosxc Mc:Guuua Smrm Lrllin Miss IANHI' H.-xR'r Ma!l1r'n1ali1's iXll.l.E. SLIZANNF VANXLIKER Fl'l'lI!'ll AIHflll'lll!IfflA', Iiiflory Miss iW.XRIl'I Loulsl-2 LIQYI-'RING Piano, Voirr' Miss FRANCES NIPLNNINGS History M rss M.xk'1'1 m f,S'l'R.XNDliR Sl'iL'lll'I? Mus. DIARY 0'NI.-XLLEX' English ss El.IZ.-Xlll-1'l'II Noluus H,xkvliY Faculty Miss .II-1.-KN Foklu-ZSTER French, Spanish, Dranzatics Miss ELEANOR WORTHINGTON History of Art, Library Mus. Mnmucu NIlI.I,FR A rt Mxss F1.oRuNf:r1 HART Piano Miss Hx41Lr:N CUBURN Pllysifal Education Miss ANNE Gunnar. Hxkvrls' Svrrelmy, Riding Mus. S Mrrn M1ax'HRKoR'r 1iookk1'1'ju'r' Miss EIL-xxok BICVAN Housz' Mrnzagrr Miss C. .Xuczusm HANSON Rosirlvlll Nursff Miss ISLANCI an PAkRo'r'r Chaperone Senior Spomor MISS AUGUSTA HANSON LAURA BROWN f'938'l940l 1938-1939 Billie Hockey C1938-194031 Bil- lie Basketball 0938-IQQOBQ Vice-Presi- dent of junior Classg St. Michael's Guild 0938-19.lOJj Cl1oir substituteg Glee Club 1939-1940 Vice-President of Senior Classy Choir: Varsity Basketball Laura Serena . . .her own horse at Hannah More . . . her Cut-Outs for Art History . . . large and brilliant belts . . . her rosy cheeks . . . mem- ber of Sparingly Club . . . That as- signments a liltle long, don't you think? -----v --v .- Y JUNE ANDREWS f'935'l940l 1938-1939 Treasurer of junior Class: Billie Basketball 11938-194053 Billie Hockey 41938-19.4053 Glee Club: Dramatic Club 0938-19405 1939-1940 Secretary of AA.: Secretary of Dramatic Clubg Choir substituteg Bil- lie Riding Q1938-19405 'Andrews . . . blond hair and blue eyes . . . remarkable ability for Latin . . . bl11e and white checkered skirt . . . Smoke Gets in Your Eyes . . . hates pearls in the morning . . . Oh, hon- estly- . . . Fold! What shall I wear? 9 MARY KIRBY CHAPIN 1 41938-194113 1959-19.411 Sl. Michz1el's Guild: Vice-l'resi- dent of 'l'. 'I'. l Kirby .... Many through and through l . . . quiet and poised . . . knitting socks . . . her lovelv lizlir . . . inten- tor of lmliy talk at Hzulnuh More . . . itnnniculztte in :appearance . . . lots of determination . . . hea n t iful clothes . . . her southern accent . . , Ginger, 1'm lonesome! MARYO DAMERON 41933494115 1939-19.10 Masque und Dnggerg C-lee Club Mary O'D:nn-cron . . . her A-l-'s in Chemistry . . . her length when she unhends . . . President of Sparingly Cluh . . . our hass soloist . . . il hc- wildering vocnlnilury .. . opposites attract fshe and Little Buguy . .. her cleterlnination on the basketball court . . . unconventional . . . dig- nity with Rl humorous touch . . . her headless cuts . . . I, .IU DITH ALLEN DOWNS C1935-19405 IQ38-IQZQ Glee Clttlm KIQSS-19.1052 Choir 11938-1941153 Billie Captztin 0938- 194055 Billie Hockey 41937-194053 Var- sity Hockeyg Billie Basketball 11936- igiojp Varsity Basketball 11936-194035 Billie Riding Team Q1938-194415 1939-19,441 Billie Captain Judy . . . happy-go-lttcky . . . small in st:1tt11'e but tml i11 sense of fun . . . optimistic . . . wonderfttl i11 athletics of all types . . . Oh, shoot! . . . 1101 GERTRUDE DORSEY 011510-19405 1939-1940 St. Mitl1:1el's Guild Genie . . . crippled knee . . . one of two lIlSCp1lI'2llDlCS . . . good zicrobztt . . . always knitting . . . lover of rats . . . Sunday afteriiooiis with Mrs. Meyer- kort . . . talks i11 her sleep . . . tiny waist . . . double-jointed . . . loves po- tato chips . . . expert at walking Oll crutches . . . very ticklish . . . always making puns . . . friendly and good- ll2llllI'Cll . . . ohliging . . . Hey Whig! BERNICE GERING 412135-1s1t11-D lljgg-IQSQ l'l'C.4lliClll of junior Class: Choir 4111315-11141151 Glec Clulm flQ35'l9.f0JQ Sl. Nlicl1:1cl's Guild flQ37'lQ.10b1 Dra- Bls llllllll' Cluh 0938-19.1oj: Varsity kctlmll 11937-193955 'l'cddie Hockey 11 ll 1 'llddic Bl9k6liJ'lll H938- f.137- J-U53 ' ' 11 - , 111215111 Vllfsill' Hvfkvr 1111218-1113115 1939-19.411 l'l'CSlllClll of Senior Class I Slice . . . line school spirit . . , lee Wee und Michaicl . . . ll grzind all :around girl . . . grziccful daincer . . huts will big iJl'llIlS . . . '4XVl1z1t'll do now? i E111 RUTH MARGUERITE GREGG 01137-1111110 IQ38-IQQQ Mcnilzcr of Cllllllfllj Alllllllli Bourdg ViL'C-I,l'CSiilClllASCLTCIZIIAY of St. Micl111el's Guild: 'lcddic Riding 'liC2llll U938- 1 9,103 1939-19.111 President of Student Councilg 'I'eddie Hockey: Tcildie Basketball: Varsity Bziskcthzillg St. Mich:1el's Guild: May Queen Ruthie . . . lender in school activities . . . c1'eryl1ody's friend . . . Breath of Spring . . . pigeon-locd . . . ver- sulilc . . . ilCl' struggles with Billy . . . Spa1ri11glyCl11l1 . . . chzilnpiolr of y0llllgCl' generzilion . . . ilCl' lmenuli- ful complexion . . . I don't under- stand! LOULIE ATKINSON MURCHISON C1938-19105 1938-1939 Glee Club 1939-19441 Billie Hockcyg Member of Council l.ouliebelle . . . :1 s1z1u11fl1 Tzirhecl . . . fznnous for ber loqiiacity . . . popu- lzn' . . . line sense of l1un1or . . . sun- ny disposition . . . gullible . . . friend- ly . . . big appetite . . . expert k11it- ter . . . cute blond . . . 11ot much xclf control . . . southern accent . . . HSllglll'fO0l . . . You swear! . . . in- clined to say the right thing at the wrong time . . . Lemme tell you, it was potent! l12l ANNEMARIE MENZ C1938-194oj 1938-1939 Varsity Basketball Q1938-19.1401 Varsity Hockey: Billie Bzisketbzill 0938-19405: Billie Hockey 11938- 19.11151 Glec Club: Choir substitute 1939-19,141 President of AA.: Secretary of Senior Class: Choirg Cziptziin of Van'- sity Bziskelbzill 4Menz . . . her divine figure . . . beau- tifully dressed . . . her wonderful coilfeur . . . sophisticated . . . won- derful ten11is player . . . versatile... FLORENCE HOPKINS MCDANIEL 0930-1911117 19384939 Glee Club 11938-11111155 lJra1111.11- lc Club 11938-19405 1939-19.311 Secret:11'y of 'l4l'lISI Society Mickey . . . l1ez1111i11g c'o1111te11z111Ce . . . good sense of llllllllll' . . . large C01- lefliou of l'0Sllll1lC jewelry . . . hates szulzlle shoes with while holes . .. Night :md Day . . . passion for green 0l'l'lllllS , . . Fo11l! I l i . . 1 l l I l l 1 l 1 l , -1 1 1 s 1... - , 1 , -L..L,. -.. 1 I 1 n 1 CAROLINA STEELE 0937 ' 910i IQSR-lQ3Q Editor-i11-cliief of Allllllilli Glee Cllulmg Masque :md Dagger Q1938- '!HUl Gi11ge1 ' . . . rcclhezidecl and vivueious . . . expert nt huhy talk . . . enthus- iastic lmskellmll player . . . talks i11 her sleep ill Spanish . . . pigeon-toed . . . Kirl1y! . . . Oh, Aunt Gus- sie! - ALICE EUGENIA VARN C1937-19409 11138-1959 Couucilg Sl. Michaels Guild, Choir 11938-19405: Glee Club Q938- lugol 1939-1940 S6Cl'Cl2ll'y of Council: Vice-Pres idenl-Sec'relz11'y of Sl. Nlicl1:1el's Guildg 'l'eddie Hockey jenn . . , benutifullv dressed . . . fond K of duties . . . nent as ll pin . . . very goodlooking . . . respected . . polite :ind laldylike. . . 41 SUSANNAH GIBBS TOWNSEND C1937-19105 1938-1939 Annuzil Board 1939-1940 'I're:1surer of 'l','l'.g Oilerlory Girl: St. Michaels Guild Susie .. .wi1lv.. .blue light bulbs... strong cbzirzicter . . . library fines und pound . . . devoted to David . . . ll sincere friend . . . g0Oll-llll- lured :ind full of fun . . .11 hard worker and very obliging . . . Your library book's overdue. MARY ELEANOR WAGN ER C1936-19405 IQ3i'l-IQZQ St. Michaels Guild f1g37-lgttojg Annual Boardg Billie Hockey U938' 119101 IQSQ-19110 President of T.T.g Crucifer. 'XVug . . . a reliable leader . . . sewing blankets and sheets for T.'I' .... an excellent rider . . . a line sense of humor . . . quiet . . . l15l VALI N DA BEALL VVILLIS C1935-19-105 1938-1939 President of Dramatic Club: IQSQ-19.10 President of Dramatic Club: Secretary of 'l'.T. Binny . . . Fold . . . unselfish . . . always in a good humor . . . beauti- ful brown eyes . . . hatred of math fin any formj ...a wonderful writer . . . continually spouting poetry . . . Oh woe! l6l CATHERINE ANN WOLFE UQESG' 1 9-W5 15138-:ogg Glcc Club: Billie Hockey 0938- 1941151 Billie Baskctlxall 0938-19405: Varsity Basketball C1938-igloj 193951940 Treasurer of Athletic Associa- tion: Prcsimlent of St. Micl1acl's Guild: Ollcrtory Girl. 'Rain . . . full of fun . . . Has thc warning hell rung yet? , . . good in athletics . . . loves lo argue . , . li- brary lilies . . . 'l'hal's my ball, Miss Coburn . . . Senior Class SENIOR COLORS: Maroon and Gold LAURA BROWN Vice-President JUNE ANDREWS KIRBY CHAPIN NIARYO DAMERON CLRRTRUDE DORSEY JUDY DOWNS RUTH GREGG I.0l7l.Il-I MURc:H1sON BERNICE CERING President KATHERINE YVOLFE D71 ANNPlMARIl'1 MENZ Secrelary and Treasure1 FLORENCE NICDANIEL CAROLINA STI-IELIC SUSANNAH FFOWNSPIND -II-TAN VARN NIARY XVAGNER LILIAN YVHITI-I VALINDA W1LI.1s To Hannah More To Hannah Mora, we owe the best Of all Ilia! in us lirs, For failh implanlvd in our souls, A-I faith lllal l11'1a'rdir's. Thr' lofty tri'1'ssl1ow hrights of praise, With whirl: to thrv wi' pay For lrarning, friends, and OTTIFT joys, .llzundant rwlry day. Thy inspiraiion spurs us on To liffttrfr, nohlffr f1c'i'ds. I'Vhf'n at las! lhf' srrfrls IIVI' sown, They will not turn lo wi'1'f1s. Thosr' iifirfl walls ana' marry halls In mifrnorir's will slay. Wlifrz in tha' futurr' unforr'1'asl, HIP Ihinle of Iliff' and say: IUTTIIOSI' days wrfrf wry dvar Io mf. And still we could say inorr, The grffalwst thing I Iaarnzfd was low For our dear Hannah More. Hail Io Iliff, Hannah More Hail lo your wealth of lore, 'Tis you wx' praisf' in rhoir :ls of yorf. To you most loyal guide Triislrd, worlhy, true and l To you whom all admire We look will: pride. SUSANNAH TITOYVNSIQNIB, '40, Senior Son g ricd, Hail lo your lllrgll idaals, Yo1irg11idanz'r' thai rr'u1'als Bulwarlcs against all wrongs lflrrnal shiffldsg Your niajasty suprvrnir Our inosl inspiring illI'71IIf Is lionorffzl in our songs, You we l'.S'fIT?l'I. Soon will the seasons pass Then we must go at last Forth from your portals wide To regions vast. Traiwling to rfziary shore Slill will our songs implorr With us you'll always bide, Drar Hannah More. AIARYO DAMFRONJ, 10 D31 l i 1 Article Article A itticle Article Article A rtirle Article Article Article Article Article i Article Article Article Article Article Article The Last Will and Testament of the Senior Class of 1940 I. june Andrews. do give and bequeath my blue and white checkered :skirt to be either cremated, rent to the ends of the earth in 'l'he Missionary Box. or given to Connie Chenoweth. who likes it as well as I do. l, Laura Brown. do give and bequeath my lack of argumentative power to jean Viney Stevenson. I, Kirby Chapin. do give and bequeath my legible writing to Miss lVorthington. I, Maryo Damerrm, do give and bequeath my bass voice. my excitable nature, and my surplus poundage to Frances Elizabeth Pugh. I. Gertrude Dorsey. do give and bequeath my position as Mrs. Meyerkort's satellite to Sally Bruce Mann. I. Judy Downs, do give and bequeath my thoroughly used Math IV book to Elsa Funaro. I. Bernice Gering, do give and bequeath my composed lluster to Sally Bruce Mann. I. Ruth Gregg. do give and bequeath my breath of spring appearance to jean Viney Stevenson. I, Annemarie Menz, do ive and ber ueath my hair style to Pa 'ie C1la'elt. 2 l . , I-. I-. I. I.oulie Mttrchison, do give and bequeath my heartfelt sympathies to the teachers who have to endure the talkativeness of Peggy Stott, Louise Murphy, and Fran- cesca Birckliead. I. Florence McDaniel. do give and bequeath my control over my pedal extremities to Margaret Meyerkort. I, Ginger Steele. do give and bequeath my intelligence in Chemistry to Constance Chenowetlt. l. Susannah Townsend, do give and bequeath my curly hair to Adelaide S. H. Clark. I, jean Varn. do give and bequeath my Duck to Pamelia Smith. I. Mary WVagner. do give and bequeath my ability not to be heard when I speak to Francesca Birckhead. I, Valinda Willis, do give and bequeath my eyebrows to Louise Murphy. I, Kay Wolfe, do give and bequeath my ability as a buyer to Patti Nicholas. CSNQD l'9l Senior Prophecy HE slim voting Hannah Moron of 1970 fled along the corridor with a look in her eyes of abject terror mingled with something like amusement. XVhen she finally reached the ie- curity of her room and the sympathetic ear of her roommate, she collapsed on her chaise- louuge and tlaintily lighted a cigar. tCigars were just becoming fashionable for young ladies.j Whew! she gasped, you'll never know how near you've come to losing me. I just ran into a crowd of old crows in the hall, and I honestly thought l':l be trampled to death! Yeah.i' said her roommate. I know. That's the class reunion of l940.U Suddenly the abused one sat up with a wicked glint in her eye. I'll tell you what let's do! We can listen outside the window and see how the old gals act after thirty years. Being of a brash and modern generation, these two young females had no scrnples about eavesdropping. and two giggling forms were soon stationed outside an open window, watching with mocking eyes their elders and betters, the class of '4o. Inside. each one of seventeen ladies seems to be holding a contest to see who can talk faster than the other sixteen. Suddenly they aren't a group of alumnae any more bttt seventeen girls again, and the twenty-live years, while they have left their mark as years will do, are all cast aside. Let's look through the years that have passed and see what they have brought each member of the class of '40, Here is l.oulie now. just entering the room. She married a doctor from Maine and is teach- ing all the Yankees in New England to speak with a southern accent, guaranteeing a thousand words a minute. There's Florence McDaniel, once known to some colleagues as Mickey, to some as Florence, to others as Flo, and to a very few as Flossie. She is gathering her knitting into her lap, and assembles an expression of utter righteousness. And well she may, for this worthy member of the old Guard is devoting her life to the Complete Reform of the Great Untamed Younger Set of the Eastern Shore, and is laboring with one end in View-to restore the respectable old traditions that held sway when she was a girl. Her staunch comrade through the ever-present obstacles of this noble undertaking, William Skinner Grace IV, stands ineekly by her side and holds her wool. Darling, he interposes once, the last time you told that one- YVi1liam! The warning gleam in Florence's eye silences her humble spouse, and she continues her amazing story. The Bright Light of the the class, Maryo Dameron, struts in with commanding vigor. No explanation is needed here, for this is a woman of the world . To be sure ber world is full of the atom and the molecule, but she has won great renown among the bewildered scientists of her time. There sits Catherine XV0lfe. just now that name is upon the lips of many coupled with that of Smithsburg, the sixth largest city in VVashington County. Our former schoolmate has imprinted her name on the sands of time by being the first female pitcher of the New York Yankees. Since Kay has signed up, this great team has not sustained a single loss. The only cloud on our spectacular classmates's horizon is that her husband, for some unknown reasons. objects to having both his sons named Babe Ruth. VVith her is Susannah Townsend. Yes. we mean Susie, but we're almost afraid to call her that now, she's so illustrious. She's just been calletl to XVashington to explain to the President her new system of tax collection. tShe got her experience collecting library fines at Hannah More, you know.j But even the President can't keep her away from Essex long. where she and her husband fa professor of mathematicsj are experimenting on the calculated care and training of several miniature mathematicians. l20l l l Senior Prophecy--cont. Kirby Chapin makes her entrance into the room with an easy grace. In her hand :zhe hdlds a cablegram from her roommate of long ago, Ginger Steele. Ginger has been stranded in Russia for two months now because of the war, but as soon as peace terms have been made she will be able to get down into Spain. As a diplomatic interpreter she has done a remark- able lot of globe-trotting. , Kirby herself has done no small amount of traveling. What with looking up old pictures inyher History of Art studies and her honeymoon to Egypt, she has become familiar with many shores. To the question, XVhere's june Andrews? there is tio answer. Cali it be that our little friend has fallen by the wayside? Suddenly the door opens. and Andrews flies in and collapses on a chair with a little gasp of relief. If it weren't for the blue checked skirt we would hardly recognize her for the golden hair is silvering now. I'm sorry, she murmursg I just couldn't get here in time. I've been working so hard on my latest book. It's a translation of Winnie the Pooh into Latin, you know. just now a proud light comes into her eyes. And do you know, this morning my youngest son just discovered the Latin equivalent of the word Pooh in Mackail's Classical Invasion . A faint bird whistle is heard near-by, signifying the presence of Valinda Willis. After a short pause, during which scufflings are audible just outside the door, that worthy appears on the threshold. radiant in the knowledge that the great destiny of her life is about to be fulfilled. Her twenty philosophical volumes, entitled Antogeny Recapitulates Philogeny, and Others has just been accepted by the Hagerstown Arts and Letters Society. Our friend is fast rising to l'ClllOW Il . Well, girls, she says, as only Binny can say, I have a surprise for you, and in no time the door opens and into the suspense-stricken chamber file, like an army of well-behaved pen- guins, an army of well-behaved little boys, closely followed by a very well-behaved husband. Ruth Gregg, sitting over there chatting with Kirby, tells us she was nursing for a while in New York until she met her fate in the form of a young doctor. Now they're out in a little place called something like Osmatosia. He's doctoring the devoted natives and perfecting a device to keep his wife's hair from cotning uncurled on rainy days. Laura Brown comes in with news of herself and Annemarie Menz. It seems Annemarie has been recalled by the new regime in Germany where she is painting murals. It is rumored that the hearts of the entire govermnental stalf are at her disposal. Laura herself is happily married to a bishop and has many darling little bishops. Occasionally she t0lll'S through Penn- sylvania, giving singing concerts at the more elegant girls' schools. In rushes judith Downs, Olll of breath per usual. One can't really blame her for being a little late. After all, have you seen that antiquated station wagon she uses for long distance treaks! judy says that it is easier to put a promising blue-blood in the back of-a station wagon than it is to put the poor creature in a rumble seat. Oh, yes! She is quite the sportswoman. Between a family, horses, farms, and the worry of the next cross-country race, she has a great deal on her hands, and it is amazing to realize that she can really do it all. And here's another horse lover in Mary Wagner! That class must have been raised on the animals, but who wouldn't like it when she has acres of rolling southern hills and every bit of it given up to horses and dogs. With her, of course, is Gertrude Dorsey, and she's still busy knitting. Her family must be completely dressed in wool at the rate she's going, anyway. She has been helping Mary and has added a more gentle side to her animal farm by beginning to add Cals and small dogs. i211 Senior Prophecy--cont. Wliere tlitl :ill those little boys wine front? Of l'OlIl'St', it's Skee Uering hehintl tl1en1 in Rl yery fllllllllill' :tml cmttptiseil lhistet! I'm s111'ln'isr:tl she isn't 11eat1'ly' crazy between lmzilxies. cluhs. :intl tlinners in lltlllfll' uf het' l1t1sl1:111tl. She IIlllI'l'lCtl 11 chemist, :tml at very fztntotls one :tt lhztl. Stltltlenly' the whispetetl wtmls. '1le:1t1 vilfllu I'lIll lllltillgll the mont. They uiuse :ill eyes to he turnetl towitrtl ll lziulllessly itltiretl helle who ts sitting stylishly 111 one K'Ul'llCl' ol the 1't1tn11, cliiitting willt some l'UllCilg'llCS. E I Yi-s. says -leant. upon qiieslimtittg. 'Al have fuuticl the thing thztt tenilly suits me best, :mtl I intend to ileyute the rest ol' llly Iile to it. She lmeznns pmticlly. It seems lhzit ont' frientl hats :1t'tlt1i1'etl ll l'ilI'C IJ2!SSlUIl for iltieks tml' ll tertatin y':1t'ieIy'Z z111tl it nent little li1t'111 l1:1s lll'lSCll sotttewltere in the sulnitlms ol Xyzisltttigttni, tleilteztteil to the faire und leetling of tlttekliltgs. After the class meeting has been ztcljoiitnetl. :intl the lzttlies have filecl out still talking with greait 1-ztpitlity. the Httnnzth Moroits ul 1970 creep ztwuy fl'OlIl tl1e wincltrw witl1 llle following lyinilly un11n1ent: Why, tl1ey 1ll'6ll'l so had ztflet' till. They were even l11'0l1i1l1ly' 1llI!l0Sl like we ure. yt-.trs algo. Vllllilllk yon, my tleztrs. E221 WFQ unior Song II al1'l1 as wr' pass, for we are the I'lfIS.K Thafll llllflg glory lo Hammlz Alore. WI' lllllll' what il takffs, so just gizfc Us Ihr' lH'l'lIlfS l 11r allow' other juniors will soar- Il'z' shim' at our books, 7Ul',I'lf all knork-ouls for looks A1111 wa mar1'h wilh our rolors hrld high, Thr r'l11.s's of fo-fly-one IVIII sluzzcl unilffd to do or die. H.M.:1. zur hold zlrnr, so lf't's now misr' Il rlmrfr Thu! will sound lo Ihr Huis of thr' varth, Though in linzr' zur' must lrawfr, to hm' SlIllIdlU'll.S' wrfll a'la'a1fv For uw' know fully wrll what llu'y'1'1' worlh- Om' spirifs .so strong, wr' mn mfzwr go wrong Loyalty for Ihr' .srhool will z 1'r ln' rzighg Thr r'la.s's of forly-one Will slzmzl zmilrcl to do or die. ANNE r11RAPNELL, '41 E231 unior Class JUNIOR COLORS: Gr1'f'r1 and Gold ELLA XVOOLLEN Vzbz'-P1'r'sz'der1t ANNE CARTER ,ATKINIS FRANc:Esc1A BIRCKHEAD JANE LQANIPBELL CONs'rANc:E CHIQNONVETH ELSA FUNARO FLORENLJE GALLAHER 1i'1'1-ual. HE1s'rAND SUZANNE HEIS1'AND SALLY BRUCE NIANN KIARGARET AIEYI-QRKORT BROOKS LEXVIS President E241 NELLIE. CQREAVES T7'ffflA'Zl'l'6l' VIRGINIA N.-XLI.E PA'1 1'I NIfjHOI,AS FRANCES PUGH AIARY POLR ROsER'rs JEAN STI-IVENSON ANNE r1'RAPNELL XfV1Lx4A1-x XVALLACE BARBARA XVHRITNER XVINIFRED XV 1sE JOAN XVROTH Sophomore Class l'1r.s'l -Sl'IIIl'S'fl'l' l'n's'ir1f'r1I .S'f'r'oml S1'111r'.s'I1'r' AX1.u:r1 I5,fxk'll,1- 1'l' .Xc:N11s .'XN'l'll0NX I'1'1'e'-l'rr'.x'irlr'1lI ,Xr.N1-is .AXNHIUNY ALICI-1 l5AR'l'1,1a'1 1 Yi1'lfllSllTI'T Xluuox cl,-XNIl'l4l-Il.l, l.oms1a IXIURPHY ANN CILM' X'1RcnN1.x HINKINS VIRGINIA l1lNIPllR l'1'.czm' KINIQSIANID l.,x1'u,x Ixmzu MoN,xmc1,1,1-1 l'o'l 1'1--R IXIARY S'I'L7AR'l' ZANGI E251 AIANIC1' Rllil-15141 K,xTHl'1RlN1-3 Roms N.-mm' Sl-IARICR CQR.-'kYi1l'l XVICBSTICR lJUl,I.Y WIQNTZ .IRAN Wllyolw .li R AI.-XRY 'IICAN B,xm1R B1-:TTY BARBER E1.lzAlslc'l'H BIQLI. l51a'1 1'Y B1.UN'1' BIi'1 l'Y C.-YI.'l'R1m1R Al.-XRIANNA CH.-x1.1,1s S.xR.fx11 liner: C1,Ac:r1'1 r Almlqimllmlc CLARK Vlc:'1'oklA CLARK -IAN!-T E1.1.1o'1' Elon: FLOYD I'1cc:csY' HlJiDl'l'1R VIRGINIA K1cNs1NcER VIRGINIA LEHMANN Lower School E251 Lomslc Mr:Yr:1uaoR'1' AIUDITH NORh1klNT BETTY PUMICROY El.1NoR flUlN'l'lN CLATHIQRINTL Ross Rum RomiRTs ELMNL1 SENGER PAMEUA SMITH j.YNr:T STERLING RUTH STEVICNSON P1-Lum' STUTT AIARY Lula STOVELL KATH1-LRTNE XVARNER Annual Board C nxxu-1 f.llIzNOWli'I'lI ffffllllll'-fl!-CIII'I'f M, lRAl'ENl-.l,l. lfIl.X1A1lI'.S'S .Vrnzzzgrw XI xkr:.xlu4.'1' All-QYl'1RKOR'l' .AI,s'.s'1'.sl1nll liIl.S'fllI'.Y.S' AIIIIIIIQFV -1 Hr- ISl'.XND .S'j1m'l.S lfrlflm' L2 Miss Hlcl.1sN HQWMAN l lII'1Illy xlclwisrnp' ELSA lfllxfxlm SUFIIIII liflilru' AGN1-is ANTIIONY SUl7lI01IIU7'!' lidilm NANCIX' SHARICR Soplzmmm' liflflrn Student Council Rum GREGG JEAN VARN Pl'l'SflI'l'I'Il Secret Il ry LUULHL Ml1RC1f11soN Sur: Hr11s'1'AND ETHEL HE1b'l'AND AIARION CAMPBELL E281 Z St. Michacl's Guild .IRAN VARN I'ir'r'-I'rf's1'c11'11 t-S1'c'r1'tr1ry JUNE :XNDREXVS AGNES .ANTHONY ALICE B.xRTLr:TT l RANc:1':sc:A BIRIIKHEAD LAURA BROXVN Klkm' CHAPIN SARAH PAGE CLAGETT fQliR'l'Rl?lJli DKDRSIAIX' l'n:RNlc:ra G1-1RlNc: NIQLLII-1 CLREAVIQS Rl l'H CLRL:cu H 'Y A ' CAT LRINE WoL1'E President l29l CONNIIQ CULNQWLTH T7'l'lI.YIl1'I'1' ETHEL HIilS'fAND SUE HEISTAND SALLY BRITCIPQ RIANN B1c'l l'Y PUMIQROY FRANc:1cs I'Ucs1-1 -IRAN S'l'1cv1cNsoN SUSANNAII 'l'owNsriNn ANNIE 'IQRAPNICIL IXIARY AVAGNIQR AIICAN XV1L1foRn ELLA XVQQLLIQN Masque And Dagger Bkoous LEXVIS Smgrr zwarzagwr FRANr:lcsc:A BIRCKHI-1,xn AI,-XRION CMIPBIQLL S,-xR,xH l',xc:1c Cl..-xm3'l 1' M,xRx'o IJMIIJRON Blakwlczl-3 flIiklNG l 1,oRlQNc:1c NICIDANII-II, VALINDA XV11.1,1s P1'r's1'dfr1Z IUNP1 AN1mRlcws S1'1'rf'l11ry-'I'rr'n.s'z1rf 1XIARcz,xRr1'1' AIIQYPZRKORT Lovlsri MURPIIY PA'IA'l'I Nlczuoms N,fxM:x' SHARICR CAROLINA S'1'l4r:1,1c XVIINIAI-I XVA1.1..,xc:1c YVINIFRICD XVISE i301 NI,-un' W,-xcgxlfk 1'1'r'.11'1l1'11l Kmm f1llXl'lN The Trust Society P111 r R1.Nc:1c NIc:I1xN11V.1. C1111'f',sl'1rn1fl1'11g .X'f'11r X .XI.lNll.X XX Il.I,l5 l'1,111'-l'1'r'.x1'r11 11l Ifr'rr11'rl111g .X'1'111'l111'y S1's,xNN.-x11 'I1OXK'NSI'.NI1 YvH'fl.S'lIJ'l'I' 1:11 I Auczri B.-XR'1'LET'l' LAURA BROWN SARAH PAGE CLAGETT -Ium' DIJXVNS I'ncRN1c:1c Gl'ZRlNCL E'1'H1'1L Hl'1lS'l',AND Suri HlQ1S'l'AND Klum: ANDREWS FRANc11isc:A BIRCKHEAD Choir Miss AIARIPI Lrivrzkmu Dirwim' BROOKS Llcwls :XNNILIXIARIE MLNL PATTI NICHOLAS FRANCES PUGH .-XNNIA1 TR,x1'Nr:l,I. .IVAN VARN BARBARA XVIIRITNI-IR SUBSTITUTES :XIARYO IJAMLRUN ANN CLA Y ELLA XVOOLLEN P221 September 23 September go October 'f,, October 14,, October 2l,, November 4 November 18 I,CCC'llllJCl' 2 l,CCCllllJCl' 9 lJCCC'll1lJCl' 16 .Ianuary I3 llailuary 20., February io, Social Events of the Year 1939-40 ,,,, ,--,,Opcning Hop ,,,, .-.. ,Miss Levering's Recital , ---,Olcl Girls' Plays- Miss Fowler's Tea and The Gray Lady New Girls' Play- Our Aunt from California , ,,,,Hallowe'en Party ,, , 1,,,,Se11ior Play- Old Peabody Pew Bon Fire ,,,,Dance at St. .lanies attended by the Seniors-Miss Nich- olas's Concert ,, ,,, ,Alumnae Sale --Clll'lSllll2iS Pageant , ,,,a 'Xnnual Bazaar , ,,, ,Mid-Year Recital M l-Iart's Recital February 17, , , -- , ,Bill ie-'Feddie Party February 2.1,, March 2, March 9--- ,, March 16, April 6,,,,, April 13,,,,,, April 2o, ,, May .1, ,,, May ll-,, May 18,-, ,, Mav 25 , ,,,, , . Freshnien and Sophomore Plays- Comin' 'Round the Mountain and Rich Man, Poor Man ,, ,,Seventh and Eighth Grade Plays- 'l'he Maid of France and Cupid and Psyche ,,,,-junior Play The Professor Roars ,,,,Dl'2llll2lllC Club Play Quality Street ,,,,Dance --,,Fl'Cl1Cll Plays- Dans un Magasinu- A Table - La Classe d'Histoire - Qui Suis-je? - Au Cinema - Le Professeur de I'hoenetique - A la Patisserie - Deux Americaines Visitent Paris - La Bonne Aventure - Bebe Snooks ,,,,Mrs. Brown's Recital ,,-,Spoken English Play ---,Earle Spicer's Recital .,--,May Day ,,,,-Iunior Recital tasl Officers of the Athletic Association .'kNNFMARIii Mt-:Nz President SUI-1 I'll ,IS'l'AND IUNF ANDREWS Vicc'-Prr'side111f Secretary' Kin Woufi-1 Miss Hr11.t:N Conukx Treasurer Adpigpr Sports At Hannah More E have had an instructive, enthusiastic. and interesting year of athletics. Much has been accomplished under the firm, capable guidance of our instructor, Miss Coburn, whose patience and interest have helped us a great deal. 4 Our athletic season opened with hockey. the game that sets our blood tingling and cuts our breath shorter. We all received a good brisk workout from Miss Coburn. which lasted :I goodly period. after which time we began our intermural games. How we all look forward to them, the BillieATeddie and Class games! This year two teatns were introduced. the Hauuahs and the Mores. You can imagine that we were kept busy rooting for our chosen teams. The Billie-Teddie match was one of great excitement. .Xfter three strenuotts games the Billies finished victorious by a narrow margin. The Hannahs were also victorious in their match. but they had some pretty still' competition in the opposition of the Mores. The spectators had an advantage this year for we had the privilege of using the new bleachers, a gift of last year's Senior class. The bleachers helped to add color and excitement to our various contests. Our review now turns to our tnid-winter activities. Miss Coburn brought to us this year, a new type of dancing. at least unknown to us. which we all practiced enthusiastically. So successful has it been that modern dancing was 'the basis for the May Day pageant, Cinder- ella . Next we come to basketball and what grand tense, happy exciting moments it brings! The main events of this season are our games with the various outside schools. Though we won but one of the three games played. the experience was valuable. We can always learn whether we win or lose. and that we did. Our first game we played with Garrison, the score being sl t-14, our only real defeat. How- ever it was from this defeat that we corrected our faults. The next game was with Greenwood, and an exciting match it was, the tally amounting to 45-19 in favor of H.M.A. The last was the fastest and the best, with the score of 3:-18. We lost to Oldfields in a hard, tense, exciting contest. The attitude of everyone was sportsmaulike and agreeable. The cooperation of all made everything go like clock-work. To each and every member of the squad we give thanks for her splendid help and willingness to do her best. Let's hope that next year will be as successful! SUE Hnisraxn, '41 tml Varsity Basketball Mann fomvzml Gregg guard Dmvns ,,fUl'XV2lI'd Kingsland ,- guard .-Xmlrn-ws forwzlrd AICIII Cfillllilillb guurcl W'ol1'c . , , ,,l.0l'M.'2ll'd Brown WF , guard S. Hn-istzmcl , H ,WWE ,, Wguzml SCORES Gzarrison Forest ,,,Y,,.4A1 Hzumuh More H, ,15 Olclficlds ,W H YW ,731 Hannah More H ,,,, L1 Grccnwoocl H IQ Hzmnull More 18 M51 Varsity Hockey Menz ..,..,m..k WW Roberts, M. P. rr, Downs .o,,o A- - Varn, QI. U Andrews .,,, Mann N- Lewis we Gregg --, Mfagncr - -, Pugh ,,,,, Kingland i353 o , U ,Center Forward Right Inner -,,,eLeft Inner Right Xving -nw -Left XVing Center Half Right Half Left Half -Right Full ,--,,Left Full ,e---Goa1 L.. .1 ,mf xlf, B D I3 SKY? -:I ML 7 M1117 f 4 ' Q 1 YL T4,g,6gg'!l ,I Z , , 2 '5 fx 72 Q W Y A N, hm I VI V 4 V V' 'Y I U num ir-rS iS35 SQf ',, rf If IH 'I' ,F ixqnwz' JK -U '4I ' 1 7 .2 , 7 4' - Q ' lv., ll Qt iz' 1 geeamxx GRS. 1 5- Billic-:-Tcddic Basketball YV0ll'c777 77 777 7 7 7 CCHICI' Forward 77 77 7777777 77 77,7 Mann Downs fcuptzainj Luft Forward 77 Chcnowclll fczzptzlinj .-Xnclrcws 7 7 7 Right Forwzlrcl 7 77M. P. Roberts AIUIIZ 7 7 CCIIICI' Guard 7 ...,,,. -Gregg Bmwn 7 7 Right Guard 7 77E. HCiSl1lllil S. Hcislzmcl77 7 -I,Cl'l Guard 777 7 Kingsland SUBS'l'I'I'U'I'ES Bil'l'khC1ill XV00llen Nullc x'VllI'illlCl' SCORES Billivs 26 Tcddics 7 777 77722 Billics 77 35 Teddies 7 7710 Billics 7 7 .7 21 'l'cdclics7 22 Isvl Menz .... Brown---- ,,.,,.... .g,. - Downs QCaptainj 7,, --- Murchison ....... --- Andrews ---- --- Billie-Teddie Hockey Center Forward .--- --- -------- Gering Right Inner .Left Inner --- .Right VVing Left VVing --- YVo1fe ----- ----Center Half Bartlett ------- ---Right Half Wagner- ---- --- Pugh ----- -- ---- - Birckhead - ---- --- S. Heistand--- -- ----Left Half -- -Right Full ' Left Full --- -Goal --- SCORES Bnllnes -- ----- 4 Teddles ---------- -- Teddies --- ---2 Billies ---- E383 M. P. Roberts - ---- Chenoweth fCaptainj -------------J. Varn -6 Billies -- 5 Teddies -----Trapnell ----Mann --------Lewis - - E. Heistand -------Mfebster M. M eyerkort ----Kingsland -----3 ---2 T I I P P w I A L I I i i V ., g g , . ,. ,., , A.-. A...J E391 40 Editorial HE main purpose of this Annual is to help us in the future to recall class- mates and school days at Hannah More. It is designed especially for the Seniors, many of whom have formed lasting friendships during the days here. Even if the class pictures do not make us look our most handsome Qfor pictures never doj they are at least recognizable! ln the faculty group we see the fa- miliar faces of those who guided us through this year. The individual pictures of the Seniors will make the book especially valuable to those of us who remain behind at H.M.A. Another purpose of our book is to express some of what we consider the best literary efforts of the student body. We hope that the verse, stories, and articles will be of interest to our readers. M712 thank all those who have con- tributed, and we regret that space does not permit us to print more. NVitl1in The Lych Gate is mainly the work of the juniors who offer it to the Seniors at their graduation. Led by the Annual Board and the faculty ad- visor, they gather together the material, raise the money, and edit the book. Although it is considered a junior project, we appreciate the assistance the other classes have given, particularly in helping us from the financial standpoint. We hope that the class Prophecy, written by the Seniors, will come true and that the bequests left by them in their Will will be duly appreciated by the recipients of these most treasured articles. XfVe hope that in many ways this Annual reveals the high standards of loy- alty, honor, and good sportsmanship for which Hannah More has always stood. The Senior and junior songs show the devotion which all of us feel towards our school. The Junior song, always full of pep, expresses our joy that we have reached the exalted position of upperclassmen. As usual the Senior song strikes a somewhat sadder note because the Seniors realize that, even though they have worked hard towards their goal, they are leaving something behind them that will grow in significance as the years go by. In the section of the Annual de- voted to athletics we remember how hard we fought for the victories and how much we were able to learn from the defeats. We hope that we may do the same in life, profiting from both victories and defeats. To the class of 1940 the Annual Board extends its hearty congratulations and to everyone in the school its best wishes. GNQ l41l Saga RANNY smiled at Primrose and Rebecca as they played at the foot of the great oak, hiding their rock dolls among the crackly autumn leaves there. Her hands were moving feverishly at a sweater, but her eyes were calm with the peace peculiar to age-that glorious state of having reached mortal life's ultimate point and of preparing oneself for the still liner life to come. She heard their sweet and happy voices which sounded so much alike that you might have thought them sisters, had you not seen Primrose's black face and kinky hair tied in pigtails with bright vari-colored ribbons. Becky said, Prin1my, there are going to be two mayors to this town, so you be one IIIZIYOIJS wife and l'll be the other. No suh, Miss Becky, dat ain't right. YfVhat kinda IllZifC,S wife would a black-faced nigga be? Primrose's S0lCl1lll black eyes rolled in indignation. Well, compromised Becky, you could pretend you were a white lady- no, I have a better idea. You can be my mammy, still living with me in my beautiful house. Now, here's the lovely big home where we live, and here's the mean neighbors house, who whips l1is slaves and doesn't give them beds to sleep on, so they are very unhappy. As Becky's imagination soared, she pointed out two piles of leaves which were supposed to be gorgeous plantations. fOf course the wicked neighbor's house was composed of ragged, brittle leaves and was much smaller than the 1nayor's abode.j Prinnny, said Rebecca, l'm going to get a piece ol' wood and make a road to the river where General XiVashington crossed. As she spoke, her chubby hands strained at the thick bark and her eyes fell upon initials crudely carved deep in the wood near the foot of the tree. Gran- ny, what do those signs mean? Old Mrs. Mason leaned forward in her wicker chair, and her eyes watered as she read A.P. loves Her mind skipped back many years to a tall, compact girl, Rebecca Holmes, in her red plaid dress and snowy white pan- talettes, devoid of lace because she had considered this superfluous a11d indicative of silly personal vanity. Coupled with this reminiscence was that of a tall, black- eyed youth, whose brown hair fell in soft curls on his forehead, wet with pers- piration. This boy was Armand, son of her father's poor stable master. Every evening Rebecca, Becky, as Armand always called her, would slip out after supper on the pretense of putting up her colt for the night, and would meet him in the twilight under the great oak. She had realized how utterly hopeless their love was, but would have admitted her adoration for Armand without blinking her clear hazel eyes, so innocent and lovely it was. He would place her head gently on his strong, square shoulder and enclose her hand in his dark and sensitive one. The twinkling stars had shone through the boughs and the soft cooing of the doves in the eaves above the large front porch could be heard. She could feel his breath in her hair and the rise and fall of his chest as he breathed. Life had been happy until her father informed her lovingly that she was to marry Roger Barclay, the son of an old friend and a mighty Hne young fel- low . After their engagement had been announced, every Mfednesday and Sat- urday evening Roger would come and visit her-Roger, so tall and handsome and blond. Armand almost resigned himself to this change, but his dark eyes had the look of a wounded deer. No more could they have their glorious meetings under l42J l i Saga--cont. the dear old oak-no more could he press his mouth against Rebecca's rich red lips. Then the tragic day had come, and all the young men were recruited to fight for An1erica's independence. The day set for the departure of the troops was also the day set for a meeting, and a final meeting, between her and Armand. Her father had hurried her off before she had a chance to notify Armand. Ev- eryone had come to bid the soldiers goodbye. Roger's father had had a stunning uniform made for him in a most un- military but very becoming blue-the blue of Roger's fine eyes. He had been commissioned a second lieutenant, and when he came forward to kiss Rebecca goodbye. the admiring and envious glances of the surrounding women and girls followed him. There was a sharp pain in Rebecca's heart, and it was diffused through all her body when she saw two hurt black eyes watching her from the next ranks, for Armand was a buck-private. Her lips kissed Roger, but she and Armand embraced each other with their eyes. Then followed the weary months of waiting, but not patiently. One day she had wandered down to the old oak and was sitting there in deep meditation. Her gaze followed her fingers as they passed over the rough bark, and she started as she saw carved there, A.P. loves R.I-I. Armand had evidently written this the day of his departure when he had come for their last meeting, and the thought caused a dull ache to pulsate in her veins and head. Neither Roger nor Armand ever returned, and, it was expected of her, she went into deep mourning. Whenever she appeared in public some well- meaning, but rather tactless, person would hold her black-gloved hand and say, Poor Rebecca! Roger was such a fine fellow. Do you miss him soP , and her conscience would say, Not Roger, not Roger: Armand! She had been a mature young woman when a distant cousin had proposed. His income would assure a comfortable and secure life, and as happy a marriage as any could now seem. So Rebecca married him, Keith Mason, and her respect grew into adoration. She bore him two sons, and to the elder had passed the old homestead Blue Grass . Now, as she glanced into the clear hazel eyes of little Rebecca, eyes so much like her own, she remembered her question and she said, Rebecca, dear, I'm sure those are just old scratcl1es, perhaps made by a sickle. It mars the bark of the dear old tree, so I'll have Moses Hx it tomorrow. MARION CAMPBELL, '42. C349 De Bussy Water sliding over rocks, White clouds drifting through the sky, Soft winds blowing blades of grass, Thoughts that wander to and fro. Love that's unknown and unwanted, Beauty in sculpture, painting and sound- These are the' delicate harmonies and scales That run around in my head Hours after I have heard them. PATT1 NICHOLAS, '41. t4sJ A Midsummer Morning HE looked down the crack between the warped boards of the dock. Sun- warmed waves made a Hickering shadow on the white sand. A variety of minnows slithered by under the wavelets that splashed her face now and lhen. She rolled over and looked up the bank to the house. Wisteria dripped glamourously over the columns of the porch. In her mind she heard the cool clink of ice in tall, frosty glasses and the vague murmur of conservation as people milled around aimlessly. A bee buzzed inquisitively by her nose. She sat up, brushed him off and frowned down her nose cross-eyedly at him. Prickles of sand were imbedded in the wool of her bathing suit. She untied the halter and blew furiously into the dark interior. The sun beat down in a million golden streams. VVhen she touched her hair it was hot and silky. The waves sloshed the underside of the dock soothingly. She turned over on her tummy with her head over the edge and stared intently down. The green water was deep and clear. Seaweed had grown over the sand in ugly beards. The barnacles looked like white tents clinging to the pilings. She wouldn't have been surprised if an inmate had peered out and made faces at her. She squirmed over the splintery wood until she was entirely on the dock. In an oblong patch of shade made by the Nautilus's mast, she closed her eyes and sighed blissfully. The calm was heavenly unbroken, except for the familiar sounds of a sea gull's shriek or the raspy creak of a sail going up. A Car VVood zoomed past. The waves rose high and smacked the dock with tremendous force. She opened one eye indignantly. Arms waved cheerfully in greeting. Her limp brown arm waved automatically in answer. Hi! she muttered to herself. The sun got almost unbearably hot. Red and green lights shot around when she took her arm off her eyes. She rolled over and let the sand scratch. The sun baked her rapidlyg she expected to be the color of leather at any moment. She relaxed and daydreamed in the stillness. A gentle smack-smack of waves being crossed by a boat and the sudden shadow of a sail falling on her interrupted her idle reverie. She blinked. Come on, dope, break it up. A voice boomed into her semi-consciousness. A tall, lanky boy with messy red hair hopped out on the dock. His sloppy gray slacks were rolled up over scratched ankles, and a captain's hat clung to the back of his head. Wisps of hair dangled over his eyes and looped discon- solately over his ears. His voice had the enchanting quality of one that has recently lost its uncertainty. By way of brotherly greeting he banged her head and sat down. Yards of leg stretched over the dock. I sure played the stooge yesterday. You know Roberta, the psychologists joy? I took the goon child out in my boat. Never again! She almost turned me against women. Of all the dumb clucks, she is the dumbest. I.et's sail down to Pat's and get him and Alice and go over to Long Point and explore. Uh huh. VVait a sec. She thundered up the dock, scrambled up the bank and disappeared. She reappeared with sun glasses and a pair of Held glasses. After a few preliminary squeaks and clatters, they sailed slowly out. The sun beat rentlessly over the green rippled water. Over the bank, grasshoppers chirped around the spiky locust trees whose gorgeous, creamy white blossoms cascaded down in fragrant bunches over the rough bark. MARY LEE STovEi.L, '43. f44l 4 1 Views of an Ancient Castle HROUGH the deepening gloom high upon a rugged cliff overlooking the sea, we saw the skeleton of what had once been a noble castle. lt was now entirely covered by a canopy of wild honeysuckle vines except for the few charred beams which protruded from the mass of verdure. The wind whistled through the wreck as if anxious for its complete destruction, while far below, in unison, the hungry waves roared up the rocks. From time to time a crumbling stone dropped as if replaced by an unseen hand and fell clattering into the interior of the building, causing several birds, who had made their nests within, to dart into the lowering sky and add their eery screams to the wailing of the wind and sea. The scene as a whole was of that desolate type which makes one pontler on the power of nature over man's feeble mortality. Safe? A small boy watched his mother, And her eyes were hlled with tears. They saw the wearied soldiers come, Much aged, in four long years. Mommy, why do you smile? he said. Why just the week before You told me that my dad was dead And then you laughed no more. The woman said, I'm happy, son, No more men will be killed By bayonet or gas or bomb Or with lead bullets drilled. This war that's stopped, has been the end Of all cruel wars for men. You may grow up in safety now, The world's at peace again. The boy, now grown, forgot these words Until one cold black night, I-Ie crawled out of a muddy trench His bayonet held tight! Now it is he who hghts the war With hope and honor filled! He's out to kill his fellow man- Perhaps he will be killed! A wise man said, How civilized Our large world is today! How scientihcally advanced, How new in every way! PATTI NICHOI.AS, '4 l. E1.sA FuNARo, '4 1. The Clouds Are Crying The clouds are crying They must be sad. Perhaps an angel Has been bad. The clouds are crying, And April's here. The clouds cry in April Every year. The clouds are crying I know not why. But they are sad, So sad am I. PATTI NlC2HCJl.AS, '41, The Man of the House My mother came into the nursery Her face looked lovely and white, The room was dark and shadowy With nothing but moon for light. She told me a story of fairies, Of princes and castles and kings- She told me a legend of goblins And caverns and witches and things. Then she kissed the top of my head And she tip-toed from the room Leaving me lying in silence, Alone in the shadowy gloom. I should have been scared and shivery But nozu it was different, you see. For Daddy was dead and the man. of the house Who had to be brave, was me. PATTI NICHOLAS, '41, 0 The Shepherdess of La Salle Rose H, LA SALLE ROSE! It was the most exquisite room in the Chateau Parfieurs. It was furnished in delicate tints, and against the creamy walls hung tapestries of pastoral designs. Mloven in fine silks were scenes of meadows, flowering knolls, fleece-like clouds and cloud-like sheep. These tapestries were famous. Monsieur le Comte had brought them from Italy. It was considered a great honor to be invited to take tea with Monsieur in La Salle Rose. One sipped tea from egg-shell teacups and gazed admiringly at the tapestries and made unimportant remarks about unimportant things like the garden outside or the possibility of rain. And if the tapestries or teacups or the conversation failed to please one, there was Monsieur's daughter, La Comtesse Gilberte, who sat near the window in a white dress and whom Monsieur called the Shepherdess of the pastoral beauty of the tapestries. La Comtesse Gilberte was just returned from school. She had now completed her education, and her duty consisted of sitting near the window as Shepherdess until, perhaps, a suitable Shepherd should arrive and make marriage possible. He would be quite wealthy, of course, and noble and of the true religion. Until then, Gilberte was quite content with her white dresses and the admiring glances of the old and young men who came to sip tea and view the tapestries. Gilberte was as exquisite as a picture. Her soft brown hair framed a face as delicately carved as a piece of Dresden. Her eyes were large and blue and as pleasantly serene and expressionless as a summer sky. Perhaps, however, her chief charm was her mouth. It was so full, yet small and naive. The upper lip was complacently curved and the lower protruded slightly, suggesting only a delightful petulance and no sign of will or determination. A perfect face for a little Comtesse, wherein any ideas or convictions would have been deleterious to the serenity of La Salle Rose. Among the vistors were the students from the Sorbonne, whom Le Comte entertained freely, especially those of noble parentage, for he considered himself a patron of education. Among these was one young man who differed from the others in two fatal respects-he was shabby and homely! He came to tea every Sunday and sat in a far corner, noticed by only a few who wondered at his appearance. Occasionally he expressed an opinion, and then horrihed lorgnettes were lifted, for opinions were treason in La Salle Rose. Still he came, ostensibly to sip tea. Gilberte wondered at this young man. He was so strange. He plainly did not 'brush his boots or comb his hair, and once he had said: The difference between Catholicism and Hebraism is the difference between a religion of the emotions and one entirely of the mind. That was a dreadful thing to say, Gilberte knew, and the memory of it sent a thrill of terror through her. She wondered what a creature was like who thought things out like that--evidently thought so much that dusty boots did not matter. She looked down at her own satin slippers. Then came a time when they talked together, at first stiltedly and then more fluently. The young man spoke heatedly of dreadful things like class distinc- tion and social reform, and Gilberte murmured, I think so too, and wondered if he noticed her hair ribbon. It was only when he remained away that Gilberte realized that I.a Salle Rose could be very dull at times and that being the Shepherdess of a tea party was not always so thrilling as listening to wicked remarks by homely young men. And when at last a Shepherd arrived, Gilberte thought his face rather stupid, though she murmured politely that she would be honored to marry him and stretched out her hand to be kissed. The wedding would be pretty, and she would be prettier in her satin gown. She wondered if the young student would be there. Would he be sad? E461 The Shepherdess of La Salle Rose--cont. He came to see her a week beliore the wedding. He was not announced but walked in alone, wlticlt was quite improper. She almost screamed, but then. his hair was so ttnruly slte laughted instead. And then because slte lelt so happy at laughing again with that certain trentulous, daring sensation, she cried. XVhen she had confessed how slte had ntissed ltitn and mutely agreed tltat social distinction and racial prejudice were frivolous and sinlul, slte said slte would marry only him. Oh, a courageous 1lt'l lor Gilbertel She lelt like a leal' carried by a thundering current to sotne end beyond lter control. He acted very oddly. He did ttot lall on his knees or kiss lter but looked quite slerll. Gilberte. lte said, you must be prepared lor a hard lil'e. Oh, no, slte replied, Papa will give us lots ol money. She smiled sweetly, bitt he frowned. Your papa will not give me a sou, lte returned. when he leartts tltat I am a jew.-Gilberte, are you ill? Her lace was whiter than her dress: her eyes lixed. Are you a blew indeed? she asked tremulously. Indeed I am. Uh, how dreadful! She sank duntbly. stricken, on to the pink sola. He too, paled. But, Gilberlef' lte protested, you said you didn't care. I love you. IJon'L you want to get away Irom all this boredom? Don't you WZIIII to light in the ranks and Ilee lrom these vain chains ol' l'rivolity? He touched the pearls at her neck, and she trembled. 'I'he stream was racing onward, and slte I'elt hersell on the brink ol' the falls. Poor little leal, yearning and dreading to descend tlte daring lallsl She looked about I,a Salle Rose. and sonteltow its beauty gave her strength to regain her poise. I think you had better go. she said. He looked so lorlorn, so aghast, the tears catne to her eyes. and through them she saw the dusty boots and the shabby trousers that kttelt as he kissed her hand. Sli :IS its Sk Years later she sat, a little white-haired widow in black, but still Shepherdess of I.a Salle Rose. Lile had been long and Strange. Her husband had died, and her children had married and departed. But the things that mattered to her were the same-the teacups, the tapestries and her own position. livery Sunday slte entertained the students lrom the Sorbotnte and talked to them. She was, however, very careful to notice only those with polished boots attd combed hair. Once a young man with neither ol' these spoke ol' a great 'lewish rel'ormer who had once attended the Sorbonne, and Gilberte lelt a vague sensation ol' discontent that was not pleasant. Slte was carelul never to ask ltittt again, lor he disturbed the serenity ol' La Salle Rose and twisted a lonely chord in the heart ol' the Shepherdess. AN N Ct ..-xv, 512. 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I'Shr C10I1gl'f1 fl I11x1' z11111zz1'11g 11521 I eat ll h0I-d11g,g11z1' 111'111111d AI lhis hugr, 7I7j'.Y1I'f', I111'11b11111g I0z1'11. O11 Ii1'11111111111j', II is 11111f-j111sI Ir11 Oh! I1 11r11 111111 I grt 111111111 11g11111? PATTI Nlczuoms, lil. 1481 Summer Evening LIGHT wind came up, blowing away the cobwebs of a lazy afternoon. It caught the flapping sails and moved our swaying boat. A dying sun only faintly lighted the distant trees, and the silvery sliver of moon began to glow dimly, making shimmering moon glades over the silken water. It shone on the river bank, touching the perfection of each locust blossom. A far-off deep bell tolled, the farmers' evening song, calling them into a mysterious night. A thousand voices called with the bell, the silken whisper of wheat, the dry rattle of parched corn, the rustling stir of willows, the song of lonely pines in the rain, horses' feet in the powdered gray dust, the idyllic peace of a river. YVe followed the silver moon glade and put aside a part of us to remember the night. The water lapped at the bow and wetly tickled our faces. The shore was near now, and the earthy sounds and smells that are absent on a river returned, a wave of ever-living memories. The night became a shadowy screen of darkness, leaving us alone. MARY Liar: STOVI-ll.I., '43. The Lost Aria Soinewliere on the horizon But still no sign was welcoming, A ship is sailing yet. No .sight of Il1e Aria's inast. It looms with the dusky twilight The hours wore into morning, And with the day's sunset. A grey and deathly dawn, It left one grey September, But still one ship that left that day Though all knew it shouldn'l go. Was from its mooring gone. For the clouds were gathering swiftly A nd since that time the old salts spin As the wind began to blow. Among their many tales The surf rose high and threatening A story of the phantom ship As it pounded on the shores, With iridescent sails. A nd like an angry lion strained She roams the sea at twilight And swept with awful roars. And steals into the bay. The other hshing vessels A weird cry comes from out her hold Came floundering lamely past, And then she sails away. ANN CLAY, '42. From a Study Hall Window I glanced up from my history to see Through the window that's by my desk the tree That only yesterday, it seems Io me, Upon her limbs wore a thick cloak of gold, And waved it in the air so fresh and cold, That men its lustrous beauty might behold. But now, as I watch the pale anemia day Change from her coral beads and dress of gray Into an evening gown, a bit more gay, Of very deep and yet a deeper blue, VVith one immense lone diamond stud like dew, I see the tree has lost her gypsy hue And stretches her stripped branches to the sky, As if to ask the coming night just why The faithless leaves have left at the breezes' cry To come and play in lands that no one knows. Now when Apollo takes his winter doze, The tree will shiver when the north wind blows. NELLIE GREAVES, '41, l49l On Backseat Driving N the present age when everyone from the adolescent to the aging grandmother posses a driver's license, backseat driving is a timely topic. The backseat driver has become a real menace to the civilized world. - It is difficult to determine the origin of this barbaric custom, but it is probable that it dates back far beyond the automobile because it seems to have been a practice widely indulged in when the automobile made its appearance. There are those who believe that the practice had its origin as far back as the Grecian and Roman civilizations when persons of wealth and importance were borne from place to place on litters carried by slaves. This seems probable because the ancient backseat driver had four victims to heckle with shouted instructions. To trace the gradual progress of backseat driving through the ages is difficult, but we may presume that it grew and improved along with the growth and improvement of means of conveyance. There is even a belief that, after the bicycle was resorted to by men of determination as a means of escape from backseat driving, some equally determined wives built the tandem. Present-day backseat driving has attained a perfection which even the ITIOSI pessimistic of our ancestors could never have foretold. There are two distinct types of feminine and two of masculine backseat drivers. To deal with the more commonly discussed backseat drivers, the ladies, they have a technique far more perfect than that of the stronger sex. The first feminine type is the long-suffering soul who enters the car with a brave little smile, seats herself in such a position that her face will be clearly visible in the reflector, and proceeds to stiffer silently but obviously. Some of the more connnon means of expression are: to show quite plainly that her composure is affected. to hold hrmly and with whitened knuckles to almost any convenient object, to twist a handkerchief into rags, or to emit little, almost inaudible sighs of relief when every car which has come within a hundred yards has been safely passed. This type is the less common and less obnoxious as her maneuvers are planned to play on the sympathies and appeal to the better side of the driver's character. The second type, who realizes that the characters of drivers seldom have better sides, expresses her suffering by frequent recourse to the vocal cords. Her approach is different in that she enters a car grimly, fully convinced that the one aim of the driver is her complete mutilation. She sits on the edge of the seat and gives repeated vent to her misgivings. This type can hardly be trusted because in moments of extreme stress she is inclined to resort to snatching the wheel, throwing her arms around the neck of the driver, and other protests involving physical violence. This type can neither be ignored nor silenced. The two masculine types correspond to the feminine in that the hrst assumes somewhat the same attitude as the silent sufferer, while the second uses the tactics of loud protesting. The good sport type enters the car with an air of joviality and makes witty and appropriate remarks such as, I say, I'd like to live a bit longer. Ha, ha, ha, or I see you cut your half out of the middle of the road. The second masculine type corresponds exactly to the second feminine except that his eloquence is considerably augmented by vehement profanity. Wlith the rising popularity of the two-passenger coupe, some years ago, backseat driving seemed on the wane because even the most pcrsisfeizl heckler soon became discouraged in a rumble seat when his admonitions were wasted on the air, but this era of peace was short because some fiend, probably himself a thwarted backseat driver, conceived the diabolical idea of the club coupe. Calm E501 On Backseat Driving--cont. driving was ruthlessly done away with and even now peace is almost despaired of. An eminent psychologist says that everyone of us is a backseat driver at heart. If this is true it will remain for posterity to stamp out the taint in human nature. Perhaps the world will be dominated by backseat drivers or perhaps aviation will render the practice impossible. Let us hope that future generations will End a solution to the problem which has bafiled mankind for so long. Pouuri Rom:R1's, '4l. cargo Before and After My First Dance 'I' was the afternoon before my first dance, and, being eleven, I was very much scared. From my retreat in the big chair I pondered over the idea of me, little me, going to a dance. Helen, my sister, had been going to dances for years, and so had my brother David. Helen was a blond, and blonds always seemed to be more popular than brunettes. VVell, I was a brunette. Oh, the misery of it! I tried not to show my feelings, but in vain. At dinner I suffered my younger brother's remarks on how l dance, with a new found sweetness. For if one was old enough to go to a dance one's younger brother must be tolerated. After dinner Helen and I went to dress. I was so nervous by that time that I shook visibly, but no one seemed to notice it. Sitting on the edge of the bed with my thoughts tumbling around in my brain, a terrible idea came to me,- Suppose no one should dance with me! I must have expressed this terrible thought aloud for Helen said with amazing calmness, If you are a wallflower I'll get jack to dance with you, and of course there is brother David. She, of course, had no qualms such as I did, as she was going with Jack, who was loads of fun, and I was going with Tubby Pierson. When I thought of Tubby I immediately thought of the pun someone had said, that he was more like a tub than a person! That remark worried me, because, if they thought that way about Tubby, what would they think of me for going out with him! I awoke from my train of thought with Helen's saying, Your hair is curled on one side but not on the other. Rushing to the mirror, I saw the truth. Whatever is to be done? I wailed, and even Helen looked a little discouraged. I guess, she said doubtfully, we'd better use the curling iron. Of course if the other side comes down they'll both look the same. After putting it up fl had decided against the ironj I rushed to the bathroom for a quick bath. While I was in the tub my younger brother came up and screamed in the hall about my going to the dance. I had such a wonderful time at the dance I couldn't bear to leave. Every time I thought of how afraid I had been to come, I laughed at myself. Finally Helen dragged me away by saying that we had to be home by one-thirty. YVhen I was saying good night to Tubby I felt a twinge of remorse about thle thoughts I had had of him earlier. He asked me to go to the next dance, but I refused as someone had already asked me. Bill was that someone, the pride and joy of the neighborhood, and I was in the neighborhood! STUART ZANGLICR, '42 E51 J Midnight Raid 1, When Father said, Well, let's to lied, Not anyone ohjeetedg For eaeh had the same idea in head To wliiell he was subjeeted. So Auntie and Mother and Grand and Brother With one big yawn agreed, And also I, thinking no other, Was planning on a feed. And so I waited 'till the noise abated, And the family seemed to sleep, And mearlzvliile with myself debated If it was safe to peep. With almost rare I reaehed the stair, Wrapped in tny white nightgown. Aly hand toarhed someone standing there -'Tzvas Brother sneaking dozen. Sh, he said, and with silent tread lVe gained the kitehen door: And then we saw what we llltltlglll with dread lT'as a rohlrer rroztehed on the floor. It was only the top of our honored Pop Who was bended over peeping In the ire-box for a nire fold ehop While downstairs we tame rreeping. So we sat down and went to town On ehielcen and rottage eheese, And in grapefruit faire about to drozun, And ham and sweet green peas. In the midst of our feast las our weights inereasedj Alother and Auntie appeared, Saying they must have a bite at least, Or they zvouldn't sleep they feared. Grannie fame soon and got a spoon, And, joining as at the table, 'Alid piehle, olive, pear, and prune, Ate as rnueh as she was able. We left off teasing sinre we all looked pleasing, tfllthough we were still in the dark.VJ All the while our hunger appeasing, l'Ve quite enjoyed our lark. So 'lLtlIlS,lJ,t'ltIg still we ate our fill, And then we H.97Itlt7lfU upstairs, But didn't go to bed until We eaeh had said our prayers, Nk1I-I.Ili CLREAVES, '4l. i521 Famous Quotations of Famous People Within these great walls there's a noise like a shot, It's only Miss Jennings saying Soon a revolt. A crowd in the sitting-room doing the mirimba i Will soon be disturbed by Chesca's shout, Timber!' n Lemme tell you 'twas potent, I don't understand - J Need I say it is Loulie and Jean Viney on hand? Bartlett's cries, Contactin on students' ears fall: Muttering, Oh shoot! now Downs crosses the hall. The Heistands are teasing as often they do Their fun always ends with Oh, Ethl and Oh, Sue! Though we've many quotations, most frequent of all Is Miss Fowler's expression, We'll now have roll call. ANN PLRAPNELI., '-ll. TPS? What If- Betty Blunt were Betty Sharp? Sue and Ethel Heistand were Sue and Ethel Shesit? J Ann Clay were Ann Mud? i Ella Woollen were Ella Silkcn? Kay Warner were Kay Metro-Goldwyn-Mayer? Nellie Greaves were Nellie Rejoices? Frances Pugh were Frances Perfume? YVinty Wise were Winty Dumb? Laura Lynch were Laura Hang? Marianna Challis were Marianna Goblet? Patti Nicholas were Patti Penniless? Virginia Lehman were Virginia Clergyman? Miss Jennings in American History Class: and so the farm problem keeps cropping up. fNe11ie throwing campasses to Chesca in Geometry Classy Trappy: Hey, watch how you throw that thing-you almost bisected my leg. i Mademoiselle fafter looking at a very poor paperj : Quelle horreurl Gertrude Dorsey: Il est onze heures moins un quart, mademoisellef' Pughie: Bil1ie's as tame as ever today, I'll have a swell ride! Jean Viney: VVel1, you had better watch out he doesn't get fictitious! HISTORY CLASS BONERS: Miss Jennings: Dunmore was Governor of Virginia after Dinwiddief' , Trappy: Yes, he done more than Dinwiddief' WJ Miss Jennings: What kind of railroads did America have before the Civil tar? Nellie: Underground railroads. T Miss Jennings: Who invented the gin? N. D. G.: Tom Collins. Miss Jennings: Now Sweden has mustered forty thousand odd men. Trappy: What do they want with odd men? l53l just A Common Summer Happening STALKED up to my bureau drawer with grim determination on my visage, and that steadfastness of character portrayed in my step that would help me cope with the ordeal which confronted me. I yanked out the innocent drawer and began to rummage furiously amongst its internal structure, haphazardly throwing unwanted apparel to the wind. The first drawer and the second yielded nothing bitt two broken finger nails, a torn slip, a broken appendage of the drawer, and a maddened temper. But then I found something better, and with a cautious, careful, oh so careful hand I picked each article up, shook it deliberately, punched it, plucked at it, peered inside, outside, on top, on bottom, and, if it still remained a vacant piece of underwear hanging liniply in my hands, l, with amazing self control, started my careful plan all over again. At long last, with a sigh of relief, I discovered it hanging pleasantly over the chair to my immediate rear, with its pale aqua-marine color radiating good nature and its two tassels swinging gently in the unfelt breeze. The day was hot, a mid-August Saturday, and the sun beat down like a cook on a tough piece of steak. My room was a synonym for oven, and my temper was surprisingly wasted by the succeeding days of heat. Accordingly, I ripped at my shoe laces like a snake striking at his prey, only to form a coy little entanglement which refused to become not a knot. The buttons on the back of my blouse caused me the greatest of misery. After fumbling and fretting, I decided on a desperate attempt for freedom. I yanked, I yanked hard! Up and off came the blouse, but-it stopped abruptly at my nose, and, while I yelled bloody murder, it settled quietly around my head like a steel band. Frantic, I placed two fingers on each side of the binding collar, and with a shower of buttons, it crumpled to the floor, a defeated personality. My other clothes offered no difficulty except just being, and I finally picked up my wool bathing suit and started the real struggle of the afternoon. I pulled, tugged, jumped, twisted, turned, cried, laughed, cursed, and sat down for a rest. Never daunted, however, I repeated the above procedure until the wool was effectively scratching all the parts of my anatomy which conservative bathing suits usually cover. My hair, oh, I shall never forget it, I had long hair then, and it must be braided before l could cram it into a reluctant cap. And, since long hair is very difficult to braid when practically tied in knots, I searched feverishly around for my comb and brush. Then everything went wrong. Life became completely unbearable. The hair sttick to my hands, the hair played follow the leader with the combg the brush pulled until the pain was unbearableg the comb, after one try, crumpled into practically non-existence, and I cried with rage and disillusionment. I hnished up the episode by twisting my hair into a rope-like structure, and pinning it with a dozen or so huge pins on the top of my head, and beginning the search for my bathing cap. NVhen found, I placed it gingerly on my head, but, alas, it rebounded like a rubber ball to a place two-thirds of the way up my scalp, taking with it all the hair ever fotind in that particular region. There I was, with a soup plate sitting comically on the top of my head Qand as it eased further up taking with it any stray strands that might still remainj, my face red and shining, and tears streaming down. Then it was I faintedg for a person can stand just so much, you know, before the alarm sounds and then there is a complete black-out. Did you ever get to go swimming? you ask. Really, I didn't say a word about swimming-all I wanted to do was to clean my white shoes for Sunday School. VIRGINIA HINKINS, '42. I5-il l A Satire On Study Hall E all realize some of the evil influences derived from study hall on our souls and minds. However, we never do anything to improve these conditions. lt is my purpose to present such an inspiring picture of what study hall might be like, that we will all strive towards such a glorious end. Any similarity in this to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. When Miss Roburn arrived at her Mfednesday afternoon study hall, she found all the students as usual seated in their desks busily studying. Most of them had been thus engaged all afternoon, with time out only for gym which was used as a mental recitation period, and after which they had eagerly and noiselessly resumed their work. The din of the bell raised not one head from a book, and during the next five minutes the only sound to be heard was the faint gurgle caused by the filling of Miss Roburn's pen. The last bell rang as unnoticed as the hrst, and Miss Roburn tip-toed quietly to her seat with a loving glance around the room at her pupils. The teacher immediately began to read her book, with no thought of checking the roll, a duty which has long been discarded at Anna l.ore as an utterly useless proceeding, since the students were far too interested in their work to miss a single moment of their precious study hall. Already Miss Roburn's legs were becoming cramped from being in the Sallie position, but she was far too considerate of her pupils to think of disturbing them by getting up or even by moving the affected members. While smiling at the class grouped around her desk Qseated there because of the sweetness of their proximity to the proctorsj, her eyes lit upon .lean Liney, a Junior noted for her virtue in this room. To her horror, Miss Roburn saw this paragon of righteousness slowly and cautiously moving her left hand behind her. The sight of this horrible crime to be performed left Miss Roburn powerless to move, for she had a teacher's usual failing of loathing to give demerits. This cruel system of punishment had practically ceased at Anna Lore, since such wicked and trivial pleasures as those for which they were given no longer appealed to young ladies of high ideals. With despair and anguish depicted on her face, the teacher's eyes followed with a frightful fascination the stealthy movements of that hand. Suddenly from the tomb-like silence of the room came a tiny sound, and Miss Roburn saw to her utter satisfaction that .lean Liney was only engaged in scratching her back. I-leaving a sigh of relief, Miss Roburn sank back in her seat and resumed her reading, from which she did not stir for the next hour either mentally or pltysically. So engrossed did she become that she forgot to ring the bell until ten minutes after six, but this was of no consequence, as the pupils utterly refused at any time to leave their books until dinner. If we, too, set our goal for such a magnificent accomplishment as did the students of Anna Lore, we may, through such fascinating lanes as Latin, Math, and History, find the golden path to true happiness. ELSA FUNARO, '4 1. E551 L A Narrow Escape One Alorning I woke after hearing the bell, And thought that a bath would feel perfeetly swell. Very leisurely sauntered I down to the bath, And look my good time in refreshing myselfg I sauntered as leisurely bark to my room And was met by my roommate, a pieture of gloom, For the walelt on the dresser said twenty-eight past, I stopped long enough to ejaculate, Blasl! The room was a madhouse, the bureau a mess! How did I ever get into my dress? Aly hair was in eurlers, my feel were yet bare, It was twenty-nine after, with no time lo spare The eurlers fame out as with magnetir foree, For Gina, my roommate, was helping, of eourse: And our dear neighbor, Baker, was swift as you ehoose In dressing my feet in my soeks and my shoes, Then over fame Tizzie, our golden-voieed one, And sal on the bed and emitted a pun. Then fame the obieet of all of our fears,- The breakfast bell eheerfully rang Ill our ears, Down the steps five at a time then we fame, Fast enough, surely, to make us all lame, Into the dining room, looking like death, IWinus my garlers and also my breath: Now with a c'ounl'nanee suggesting sour grapes, I Stly, Life is full of sueh narrow escapes. ELLA YVQOLLIQN, '4l. How to Win Friends and Influence People is You never know how mueh you've loved until you':fe loved and lost, Buy Colgales in the larger tube and never mind the lost. ri Use Tangee for those soft young lips, be smart with Drene shampoo, :'Some exereises for the hips will make him love you true. Ipana for that toothy smile will set your tears aright, Don't be a slave, use Burma Shave, eaeh morning and eaeh night. Fels Naptha for the elothes and y0u'll avoid Utatlle-tale gray, And old Dutelz Cleanser for the sink tit chases dirt away. j. :I Eat Kellogg's Pep, keep right in step and be reg'lar fellows, With Rinso how could hands get rough or clothes a dirty yellow? These ads, they stare me in the fare, now how is one to know Which extra-super brand to use?-they're all the best, you know. VIRGINIA NAI.I.E, '41, ELLA WVOOLLEN, '-41. i561 Optimists The world is full of optinzists, You'll hnd them everywhere, Ingbarber shops or boarding schools, Ori at a Country fair. Optimists are cheerful souls, If ever it does rain, Tltey say in hopeful tone, Oh well, The sun will shine again. l Tlley're always bright and happy and, They're hardly ever sad, They look for all the good in things, Anid newer for the bad. Some crossword puzzle lovers, who Are optimists at heart, Use pen and ink when they pursue Their solitary art. A London stroller who possesses, Optimism rare, Takes no umbrella when he's in The aaeillating air. The greatest of all optimists Are spinsters. Ere they sleep They powder up their noses and Beneath their beds they peep. ELLA WOOLLEN, 41 WFQ y Hannah More's Hit Parade I Concentrate On You ............ I've Got My Eyes On You ....... The Lamp Is Low ............................ . Yvonderful One Let's Dance ....... Itfs a Hap-Hap-Happy Day ............ .................Latin .................Council .........Before Exams 6 .........Commencement I Just Got a Letter .................. .........,..................................................... L ate Mail Temptation ............................ .................................................,... C ontraband Food Between You and Me ....... .......... O ne of those secretsithat always gets around Let's All Sing Together . ..... .............................................................. C horal Club Stiatterbrain .................................................................................................. Study Hall Ah Sweet Mystery of Life - The things that are in store when we leave Hannah More Smoke Get's in Your Eyes .............................................................................. The Ere Time On My Hands ............................................,....... ......... A s yet to be found One O'Clock Jump ....... .................... F ire Drill Sunrise Serenade ......... ....... ....... ....... T l 1 e rising bell Why Begin Again? .......................................... ..................... R e-exams Dinner for a Pack of Hungry Cannibals ........ ............ S elf explanatory Let's Stop the Clock ................................... ....... D uring the vacation Aln't Misbehavin' ......................... Itfs Funny to Everyone But Me ...... . Trafhc jam ..................................... . E571 .....,.................Campused .......Walking off demerits .............Laundry Room Popular Vote MOST RESPECTED ........ ...... ........ R 1 1th Gregg MOST LADYLIKE ........ ............................. I ean Varn MOST POPULAR ......... ., ................ Connie Chenoweth MOST TACT .............. ......... R uth Gregg, AIean Varn MOST PUISE ...............,........,... ................ IV Iaryo Dameron MOST ABSENT-MINDED .,..... ............ L aura Brown MOST GULLIBLE ........,......... ................... B etty Blunt MOST BRILLIANT .............,................................................,......... Connie Chenoweth MOST VERSATILE ............ Connie Chenoweth, -Inne Andrews, Annemarie Menz MOST ENERGETIC ............................................................,....i............ Nellie Greaves MOST STUDIOUS ........ ....... E Isa Funaro MOST POLITE ............. ...... ..,..................... K i rby Chapin MOST CENEROUS ..,....... ...................... E thel and Sue Heistand MOST MUSICAL ....... ...... F rances Pugh, Sarah Page Clagett MOST NATURAL .,...... ...........,.....,.......................A I udy Downs MOST OPTIMISTIC ....... ........ I udy Downs MOST SARCASTIC ....................................,.......... ........ I Iune Andrews TRIES MOST TO BE SOPHISTICATED ......... ,......... -X nn Clay BEST DRESSED .............................................,.... ..,........... I Iean Varn BEST ACTRESS ...,..,................... .......... B rooks Lewis BEST SENSE OF HUMOR ,..,..... ............................ E lla Woollen DEST DANCER ....................... ......... L ilian White, Skee Gering BEST ATHLETE ....... ...................... A nnemarie Menz BEST FIGURE ............ ....,.........................................................' I une Andrews BIGGEST EATER ........ ....... V 'irginia Nalle, Annemarie Menz, -Ioan XVTOIII BIGGEST BLUFFER ....,.. ......................,.......... I 'atli Nicholas, Polkie Roberts LAZIES1 '..................................................... .......................... IV Iary Lee Stovell TALKS MOST AND SAYS LEAST '........ ..,.......... I 'eggy Stott FIRST TO BE MARRIED .........,..... .....,..... Iean Varn YVITTIEST .............................................,... ......I -X nne Trapnell TAKES LIFE MOST SERIOUSLY ......... ....... IN Iaryo Dameron CUTEST ...................,.............I.,.................. ......,- I une Andrews NEATES1 '....... .........................,....................... I ean Varn BUSIEST .............,......,..... ....... C onnie Chenoweth, Nellie Greaves BEST DISPOSITION ....... ........ C onnie Chenoweth, Ruth Gregg BIGGEST BLUSHER ............. .... .............................. I ' eggy Zimmerman Two or more names indicates close vote or tie. E581 Q' Andrews, june ........ Anthony, Agnes ......... Atkins, Anne .............. Baker, Mary -lean ........ Barber, Betty .............. Bartlett, Alice ............. Bell, Elizabeth .............. Birckhead, Francesca... Blunt, Betty .........,...... Brown, Laura ......... Addresses ........l4l-38 33rd Ave., Flushing, N. Y. Church St., Phoenixville, Pa. Linden Ave., York, Pa. .........2900 E. Fayette St., Baltimore, Md. ...........l700 Bolton St., Baltimore, Md. Cove, Easton, Md. ' Ml Windsor, C . 1139 Lake Ave., Roland Park, Baltimore, Md. Hall, Ellicott City, Md. ........32l N. Front St., Harrisburg, Pa. Caltrider, Betty .......... .................................. R eisterstown, Md. Campbell, jane .......... ................................ O wings Mills, Md. Campbell, Marion ........ .......... A berdeen Proving Grounds, Md. Challis, Marianna ......... ................ R oute 2, New Xvindsor, Md. Chapin, Kirby ................... ............................................... G alena, Md. Chenoweth, Constance ........ ......... 9 59 Hereford Drive, Akron, Ohio Clagett, Sarah Page ......... ........................................ M itchellville, Md. Clark, Adelaide ............ ............ W heatfield Farm, Ellicott City, Md. Clark, Victoria ........ Clay, Ann ................ Dameron, Maryo ........ Dorsey, Gertrude ....... Downs, Judith ........ Elliot, .lane .......... Floyd, Joan ............. Funaro, Elsie .............. Gallaher, Florence ........ Gering, Bernice ......... Greaves, Nellie ....... Gregg, Ruth ............... Heistand, Ethel .......... Heistand, Sues.. ....... Hmkings, Virginia ........ .................................................. Hooper, Peggy ..............................,....................,......,...................... 1 Humphries, Virginia ...................................................................... Kensinger Virginia ........ ' Kingsland, Peggy .................................................................................. Lehman, Virginia ........ Lewis, Brooks ............. Lynch, Laura .............. Mann, Sally Bruce ....... Menz, Annemarie ........ Meyerkort, Louise ............ ....... Meyerkort, Margaret ........ ....... Murchison, Loulie ....... Murphy, Louise ............ McDaniel, Florence ..... Nalle, Virginia ............. Nicholas, Patti ........... Norment, Judy ...... . Pomeroy, Betty ............. Potter, Monabelle ........ Pugh, Frances ........,.... Quintin, Elinor ......... Thomas's Lane, Owings Mills, Md. ..................................Shepherdstown, WV. Va. 486, Dover, Del. ...............................Annapolis Junction, Md. .......Millbrook Farm, Shepherdstown, YV. Va. ............Edgewood Arsenal, Edgewood, Md. Maple Ave., La Grange, Ill. .........662 Greene St., Cumberland, Md. O. 1471, Charleston, W. Va. ...............................................................Ind1anhead, Md. ........Holabird Quartermaster Depot, Baltimore, Md. Sycamore Ave., Takoma Park, Md. North Front Street, Harrisburg, Pa. ..........2l5 North Front Street, Harrisburg, Pa. Mrs. Iva Kensinger, U. S. Marine Hospital, Balto., Strasburg, Va. ...Owings Mills, Md. ....Heron Island, Me. Md. Fairmont, VV. Va. Md. .......42 Crescent Road, Port Washington, N. Y. Alameda Blvd., Baltimore, Md. .,........................................Randallstown, Md. Eye, N.W., W'ashington, D. C. Olive Street, Rehobeth, Delaware 190 Sage Ave., Lawrence, Long Island, N. Y. S. 3rd St., Wlilmington, N. C. ........................Weiner Ave., Harrington, Del. ll N. Aurora St., Easton, Md. ort, Conn. ..........4433 Douglaston Parkway, Douglaston, L. I. Ashburton St., Baltimore, Md. ..............Maple Road, Riverside, Conn. Mills, Md. .......295 Granite St., Pigeon Cove, Mass. Mills, l59l Md. Reese, Janet ............... Robb, Katherine ..... Roberts, Mary Polk ........ ...,.. Roberts, Ruth ......... Senger, Elaine ............ Sharer, Nancy ...,..,. Smith, Pamelia ....... Steele, Ginger ....,.... Stevenson, jean ....... Stevenson, Ruth ...... Sterling, Janet ....... . Stott, Margaret ...,.... Trapnell, Anne ......................... Townsend, Suzannah ............... Varn, Betty .............,.......... 7325 Varn, Jean ..,... . .....,....,...... 7325 VVagner, Mary ........... .......... . . IVallace, X'Viln1ah ......... ......... XVarner, Katherine ....... Webster, Grayce ....,... YVentz, Dolly .......... IVhite, Lilian ............. Wlhritner, Barbara ....... YVilford, -lean ....... . X'Villis, Valinda ...... Wise, XVinifred ....... Wlolfe, Kay .............. X'Voollen, Ella ......... I'Vroth, 'Ioan ........., . Zangler, Mary Stuart.. Zimmerman, Margaret ....... Miss Miss Miss Miss Miss Miss Miss Miss Miss Miss Miss Miss Mrs. Mrs. Mrs. Miss Miss Miss Miss Mlle. Miss Laura Fowler .......... Eleanor Bevan... Helen Coburn .... Jean Forrester. ,- - Augusta Hanson Florence Hart ......... Janet Hart ..,..................... Anne Harvey ...... Elizabeth Norris Harvey Helen Hollman .........,..... Frances Jennings ............. Marie Louise Levering.. Smith Meyerkort ...........,. Roy D. Miller ,..,.............. Mary O'Malley ................ Martha E. Ostrander ...... Blanche Parrott .............. Rose McGuire Smith ...... Nanny Smith ................... Vanacker ,,,,.,,,,,,,, Eleanor Worthingtonee 11 Mills, Md. Md. WV. 29th St., Baltimore, Md. Homestead Farm, R. F. D. No. l, Bridgeton, N. nl. Del. Mlashington St., Cumberland, Md. ......fi2ll Military Road, NVashington, D. C. ...............Box 1912, San -Iuan, Puerto Rico ..................Durham Rectory, Grayton, Md. ....................Durham Rectory, Grayton, Md. ........Buckingham Valley, Buck's County, Pa. ................Rige'O'Marlow, Chestertown, Md. Del. Hampden Lane, Greenwich Forest, Bethesda, Md. Hampden Lane, Greenwich Forest, Bethesda, Md. Crucis, N. C. Harvard Ave., Rockville Center, N. Y. Eastern Ave., Chestnut Hill, Pa. Island, Md. ......602 Wlalnut Ave., Rognel Heights, Balto., Md. ....................................Gladhome Faryland, Bermuda Norwich Ave., Lynbrook, L. I. Md. Md. Md. .........222 Prospect St., Hagerstown, .......465 N. Potomac St., Hagerstown, Anne's Rectory, Smithsburg, Md. Marlboro, Md. Va. ...,..........l4l8 22nd St.. Parkersburg, YV. jefferson Ave., Niagara Falls, N. Y. 34th St., Wlashington, D. C. Faculty Hannah More Academy, Reisterstown, Md. ..................................................,.... Rux ton. Md. ...YVooster School, Danbury, Conn. ,,eMiss Donahue, Apt. 4-B, 245 E. 42nd St., N. Y. St. Paul St., Baltimore, Md. Md. Md. ,......,..Chatsworth, Reisterstown, Md. ....,........Chatsworth, Reisterstown, Md. Union St., Brooklyn, N. Y. Temple St., West Newton, Mass. ..The Children's Cottages, Sayville, L. I., N. Y. St., Rehobeth, Del. Springs, Chester County, Pa. Iowa .378 Cheves Ave., Hlesterleigh, Staten Island, N. Y. Roland Ave., Baltimore, Md. . .........22l7 Grove Ave., Richmond, Va. Crucis, N. C. ,,,,,4o Clinton St., Brooklyn, N. Y. et. -L ru- .e.et...... Gambier, Ohio l50l -is 1' I -Wiif, 4, 5 . on . ,, Q51 1 A ., A . X gyff' -f lawn 1, if 'lm .uw Simple, Semible, Thorough Extablixbed 1832 THE Country School For Girls HANNAH MORE ACADEMY LAURA FOWLER, Principal E611 For COMMENCEM ENT GIFTS and COMMENCEM ENT CLOTHES Come to HUULER BFQTHEK3 Ci Mary Jane Beauty Shoppe REISTERSTOWN ROAD Reisterstown 193 RICE'S NEW SCHOOL LUNCH BREAD Contains Indispensable Food Elements All Natural Food No Trick Ingredients RICE'S BAKERY Lafayette Sea Food Co. Oysters, Fish and Crabs 1218 North Fremont Avenue Phone Madison 7566 12-13-14-15 N. Ave. Market Phone Vernon 7458-8047 16-17-18 N. Ave. Market Phone Vernon 1984 Compliments of Koontz Creamery, Inc. 5600 Reisterstown Road Baltimore - Maryland DeLuXe Saddlery Co. 336 N. Charles Street Baltimore, Maryland Correct Riding Togs Smart Sportswear Fine Leather Goods Pikesville Ice Company Dealers in FUEL OIL COAL AND WOOD Quality Unequalled at any Price JOHN E. BURNHAM, Manager Plant: Glyndon, Md. Randallstown - Maryland Phone Roslyn 964 W - 931 J Run Right to R E A D ' S For all your Drug Store Needs! E521 G. B. Caltrider Hardware and Farm Supplies General Electric and Norge REFRIGERATORS PHILCO RADIOS REISTERSTOWN, MD. Phone: Reisterstown 161 Compliments of The New Theatre REISTERSTOWN, MD. Lavin's Pharmacy REISTERSTOWN, MD. We always give quality With Prompt Service 1 E. G. KOENIG Phone Reisterstown 64 Proprietor Res. Reisterstown 6-W Reisterstown Motor General Auto Repairing 20 MAIN STREET REISTERSTOWN - MARYLAND The most modern drug store in Baltimore County Lindy's Drug Store The Rexal Store Professional Drug Service Reisterstown, Md. Phone Reisterstown 306 Campus and Classroom Classic Fashions Hochschild, Kohn Eff Co. BALTIMORE, MARYLAND SLATE - TILE - ASBESTOS and ASPHALT ROOFINGS Lord Baltimore Radiator Enclosures Rockwool Home Insulation Wallace E99 Gale Co. 115 South Gay Street BALTIMORE Compliments of The Spectator A. I-l. Fetting Co. Insist on MILK IN STERILIZED GLASS BOTTLES MANUFACTURING Because they are and Hygienic Economical RETAIL JEWELERS Sturdy Transparent you 0212363526 Odorless Graduate Gifts for those of and Proven d' ' ' t' t t mg as e BUCK GLASS CO. Manufacturers of Baltimo1'e's Milk iw- Bottles For More Than A Quarter century 314 N. Charles St. Baltimore, Md' Baltimore - Maryland H566 what you buy Buy in Glass THE ARUNDEL CORPORATION Dredging - Construction - Engineering and Distributors of Sand -- Gravel - Stone and Commercial Slag E641 MASON 81 HAMLIN . . . The World's Finest Piano. KNABE . . . The Official Piano of the Metropolitan Opera Company. Over 100 in use at the Pea- body Conservatory. J. S. Reed Piano Co. CHome of Ame1'ica's Finest Pianosl 29 W. 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