MacMurray College - Tartan / Illiwoco Yearbook (Jacksonville, IL)

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GERTRUDE HOLMES BEGGS ANNA E M P O HAZEL DOROTHY E L C R U M HENRY OLSON R E M L E Y MARIAN CHASE S C H A E F F E R FIDELIA ABBOTT as always is conferring with several Home Eckers at the door of the home management apartment. Miss Henry — the paragon of ail aspiring freslimen majors — is supervising the fitting of a garment in MacMurray 16. Miss Anderson is chalking circles on the board to enlighten a bewildered Math class. Across the hall, Dr. Stewart is administering the daily dose of psychol- ogy through her fascinating tales of this chap or that. No wonder psych classes are so full and so rarely cut. Mr. Blair in his kindly sympathetic way is telling a roomful of underclassmen things about the Hebrews. Dr. Gallo- way, loved by all practice teachers, emerges from his conference room, text in hand. Dr. Crigler, a charming com- bination of goucher dignity and smil- ing patience, is deftly untangling the distilling apparatus for a baffled fresli- man. Professor Bailey is expounding — not without a sense of humor — Dalton ' s atomic theory to a room of gum-chew- ing students. Dr. Burrows gravely asks her freshmen Is it realism, or is it satire? At the slightest provocation, however, the laughter in her eyes breaks through the gravity. Miss Abbott, brief case in hand, beams upon one of her creative writers as they approach the stair together. Miss Scott, loved by all freshmen, is going over a student theme. She looks up and laughs. Dr. Newton, her eyes smiling and blue, is confering with an English major, generously offer- ing a volume from her own library. We instantly think of lavender and old lace — or fragile china — when we meet Dr. Nichols. Her unfaltering quest of truth, and beauty reveal the scholarliness of her personality. At tlic door of the gym we meet Jikie which means Miss Watson is somewhere round. Sure enough, she ' s just come up from a demonstration jack-knife for the intermediate swim- mers. Mrs. Danner, hockey stick in hand, strikes out across the hockey field and Miss Mahany arrives in her little yellow roadster, skipping over to the McKENDREE LAIR DOROTHY M A B L E W U R R O W S DANNER GRACE K N O JANET McClelland M HELEN M L U C I L E MAHANY T R O G E H R I N G Page 21

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ALIDA ALEXANDER MARY ANDERSON W . F . BAILEY ELIZABETH CRIGLER O. F. GALLOWAY FRIEDA GAM PER MARY JOLINSTON NELLIE A. KNOPF Page 20 We enter the library — Miss Creek is there smiling and nodding, tip-toeing over to get just tlie right book for us. Miss Crawford, at her elbow, smiles too, over the rim of her book. Peeping briefly into Mrs. Schaetfer ' s studio, we remember her voice vibrant with feeling, her eyes deep with the laughter and the tears of life. Down tlic hall we meet tiny Miss Cannon shooing her troop of kinder- garteners toward their tomato juice. The voice of Dr. Lennox drifts out to us as he deftly shoves this philosopher and that into the proper niches. Over the bent heads of the beginning French, we notice Miss McClelland, lier smooth forehead creased with thought then un- creasing with a sudden inner light as she speaks. Miss Minor, white-clad and smiling is efficiently straightening a cover or rearranging a rose in one of the tiny infirmary bedrooms. Miss Knopp entering the class room overwhelms tlie beginning Spanishers with a burst of fluent Spanish. The clack of typewriters lures us in- to the typing lab where Miss Gehring is giving an accuracy test. Down the hall, we meet Miss Crum, a sheaf of clever mimeographed programs in her hand. We greet Mademoiselle Teague at the door of MacMurray, and she replies most graciously in beautiful Frencli. In the next room we find Dr. Gampcr, a twinkle in lier eye and a picturesque phraze of German poetry on her tongue. Miss Alexander is out brousing among her plants in the little sun room. Mr. Adams with his quaint S ' s lias a unique way of phrazing history in the language of the campus that holds freshmen spell bound. Mrs. Bcggs comes briskly down the hall smiling and charming over a stack of books. Miss Johnston, wrapt in her traditional gray shawl in her quiet scholarly way leads us deep into Horace — or Ovid, and Miss Olson in the laboratory is pink with ex- citement over the dissecting of a par- ticularly interesting crustacia. Miss Tickle — smiling and tastefully dressed HERBERT J. LENNOX ANNABEL NEWTON ELISABETH NICHOLS ISABEL STEWART BEATRICE TEAGUE GRACE S. TICKLE KATHERINE WATSON GEORGE W. ADAMS

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JEAN HOSAFROS ANN SCOTT LUCILLE CRAWFORD DOROTHY CANNON FIENRY WARD PEARSON HUGH EGGS SARAJANE MATHEWS BROWN W. Z. FLETCHER Page 22 gym to her fundamentals class. Miss Hosafros, sandaled and clad for dancing calls for music and tlie flitters assem- ble. Natural dancing class begins. Entering music hall, we find Miss Remley patiently working out a speech problem with her fundamentals class. Miss Hay in the class room is revealing the intricacies of counter point. Mr. Beggs with his slow smile and his far- away ga7e is running over a Beethovan sonota with a pupil. Climbing stair after stair, we are guided to the art studio by a whiff of turpentine and oil paints. Miss Knopf is pointing out the rhythmic contour lines of the figure posing. Miss Tatro, silent and dark, efficiently goes about preparing for a new crafts proiect. Down in the music studios again, we come upon Miss Mc- Gechee having her own little ioke with a student over the keyboard. Miss Lari- more is greeting a pupil with the usual Well, M ' dear and the tremulous strains of violin creeping under the door at the end of the hall tell us that Mr. Hardesty is playing Brahms to himself. The chapel bell rings and Pop Pearson, the traditional slim brown cigar in his pocket, is inevitably drawn toward the pipe organ and the awaiting prelude. Mr. Fletcher, behind the scenes, is giv- ing last minute directions to the black- robed choir. Mrs. Brown emerges from a voice lesson flashing a smile at the departing pupil. Down at the conservatory Mrs. Nelms in her calm voice is instructing a class of wee fiddlers. Through the window drifts the Brownie and goblin things Mrs. Martin ' s youngsters are chasing over the ivory keys. Now you ' ve been everywhere from the art studio and music hall to the swimming pool in the gym, and seen everybody, including Jikie, which is a real accomplishment. Do you wish to make a more derailed study — attend classes, practice your music, do your outside reading, etc., or would you rather find yourself deserving of the pause that refreshes and go have a coke? GEORGE HARDESTY LULA D. HAY MYRTLE LARIMORE MAHALA McGEHEE ELIZABETH BLACKBURN MARTIN CLARA MOORE NELMS