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

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E112 Einar will emit flvatamvnt nf the Sfvninr Clilmm E, the class ol' '43, bei11g of sound 111i11d a11d generous spirit. on the brink ol' graduation from the Ha11nal1 More JXCEKICIIIY do soleinnly declare Zllld pronounce this to be our last will and testament: Article Article Article Article Article Article Article Article Article Article Article Article Article Article Article Article I 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 IU ll 12 13 1.1 15 16 I, Mary Ellen XVilliams, do liequeath my accent to Betsy Page, my books on agriculture to Miss Lou and 111y silence to anybody. I, Peggy Smith, do bequeath my calm air lllilt arises from tl1e as- surance of a daily letter, to Peggy Kolb, an aid to her digestion. I, Ruth Roberts, do give and bequeath my presence of mind and absence of malice to Beverly Michael. I, AIIIIC Sangree. do bequeath my two mouth-organs to Betty Gai- ther, so tl1at she may play three at once, and make more 11oise than she already makes with one. I, Peggy Lo11 XVells, do give and bequeath my ability to keep out ol trouble to Strider and Daniell, merely because I hope to have no further need for it after this year. I, -lean Craigmile, do bequeath 111y upsweep to Mary Francis Brawner, for fear that tl1e species might die out. I, Vicky Clark, do will and bequeath llly te11nis racket with a hole in tl1e middle to Ann Pusey. I, Peggy Holmes. do bequeath 111y Mary Janes to Lillian Randolph Strobel, because I want to get rid ol' them: and llly ability to argue tl1e hind legs off a dog to ZIIIYOIIC who aspires to be a dog catcher. I, Carolyn Leach, do bequeath llly interesting coilfure experimen- tations and all clai111s to red hair to Tizzy Bell. I, Eleanor Kenly, do give Zlllil bequeath llly extraordinary equilibri- um and unfailing balance o11 tl1e gym floor and hockey field to Maner Sanders. I, Betty Caltrider, do bequeath Illy rating as a day-student to Peggy Roberts. I, Mary Lee Stovell, do give and bequeath my natural l1abitat in tl1e blue chair in Miss McGuire's room to Helen Easteregg Sterling. I, Betty Houck, do bequeath n1y bright and shining head, within and without, to Ann Hill: Zlllfl my stentorian voice to be split be- tween Helen Sterling a11d Jane Dodge. I, Carol rxlIllCI'S0lI, do beq11eatl1 Illy appendix to Helen Buck, lest sl1e be lonely witl1o11t o11e. . I, Marie-An11e MacDonald, do hereby give Zlllll bequeath lily amaz- ing patience to Betty Barber, lI'llSIlllg, of course, that despite its bo1111dlessness, she will use it witl1 tl1e greatest discretion. XVe, as lovi11g older sisters, do leave to our little sisters, the class of '45, our wise diplomacy witl1 our very best wishes for happy years at Hannah More. llgl

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Sveninr Gllanz SENIOR COLORS: Rose and Silver President ANNE MACDONALIJ NIARY LEE S'I'OvEI,L I'Ec:m' HOLMES Vi1'1?-Pwfsidrn I-Scc1'eta1'y TTcas u rcr Bli'l l'Y CALTRIIIER RUTH 110151-1R'lAS VIc'I'ORIA CLARK PEGGY SMITH Q, .IRAN CRAIGMILE ANNE SANIIRI-:E V G ,Y ELEANOR KENLY PEGGY LOU XVI-1I.I,s ' , 4 rf CAROLYN LEACH MARY ELLEN XNIIIIAMS 'xy Mm. J SENIOR SP1-1cIAI.,s .59 W ' by BETTY HIDUKIK ' CAROL ANDERSON .,f 3Y-fy X Aff Up, U71 Q' U' 'ff my f-I-,

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l Sveninr lgrnphrrg EIN the familiar library of Hannah More on this day in the year 1975, we find the members of the class of '43. In the center of this group is a striking and well-known person, Anne MacDonald, who is now the buyer for the exclusive Lord and Taylor. Her distinguished face has appeared often in the colorful Yardley ads. She had the honor of being the first woman professor at Harvard, although still loyal to Columbia, the Alma Mater of lier present hus- band. XVhen not leading the social festivities of her New York circle, she may be found in her spacious country villa, leading a quiet, peaceful and constructive life. Wfhat is this joyful yell? Our always effervescent Betty bounds into the room. Despite her notorious lack of common sense, she is a statistician, and has compiled several lists on the percentage of blond, dark, and medium sailors, in whom she has always shown profound interest. Carolyn follows her, with the poised gait of a Rockette. Since we last saw her, she has written several textbooks on elementary German, and now is the twenty-third Rockette from the left. She has performed before many famous people, and at ninety-seven Army camps. Mary Ellen, a bit late as usual, rushes in. She spends her days serenely raising bees according to the Georgics, and as a housewife her price is above rubies. She is the same quiet girl we remember so well. She brings us news of Peggy Holmes, who is writing Book IV of her Juvenalia, under a Virginia apple tree. Married to a country squire, she, too, leads a tranquil life, reading the biographies of Queen Victoria aloud to her spouse. Ruth Roberts, coming from her magnihcent home planned and decorated by herself, presides graciously over the teapot, a poised and charming woman. Her name is a familiar one in the larger art galleries along the Eastern seaboard. A series of oils on boarding school scenes was on exhibit at XValter's recently. Beside her is stunning Jeannie Craigmile, home on her first visit to the States after opening her home in Brazil. Her time is devoted to defending her inter- national tennis title, and to her architectural interests. She is forever pursued by old flames from Ocean City, but remains single! Vfith them is Ellie, remembered for her collection of fraternity, McDonogh, and boy-scout pins. She is designer of those chic pins at Cartier now, though she frequently visits her Alaskan mission, and is a volunteer nurse. Anne Sangree was too busy to come, but sends us tickets to her performance at the Lyric. Our virtuoso has changed her name to Sanne Angree, and it is on the lips of every musical American. Vicky, having repeatedly told her classmates that she had no plans for the future, has blossomed forth astonishingly. Not only did she marry a Yale l19l