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

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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

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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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Mr. Metcalf Regis frar The dull duty of being Registrar does not apply to our jovial Mr. Metcalf. He is one of the reasons why the two hundred and fifty freshmen, after a busy day in the mill of registration, termed MacMurray, not so bad after all. Being registrar is not just a job with him, it ' s a study of girls — and what could be more interesting? When religion just won ' t give up its place on the program card to contemporary poetry, or when the desired P.E. class won ' t fit in, one goes to sympathetic Mr. Metcalf. It is he with his good-natured smile who irons out the troubles of freshmen and senior alike. He does the possible out of the impossible, for he knows the combinations. Also, when little Julie needs to help work her way through our dear college she talks to Mr. Metcalf about it and he fixes her up with a typewriter, dust cloth, switch- board, dining table, etc. Mr. Metcalf shows a personal interest in MacMurray daughters. He enjoys taking part in Heart Sister week, tucking road maps in P. O. boxes so that Wyoming girls can show where they live, and entertaining Sunday evenings. One of his most interesting hobbies, he says, is to watch a girl develop that MacMurray charm during her four years.