Massachusetts College of Liberal Arts - Mohawk Yearbook (North Adams, MA)

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After a summer spent hard at work having a vacation we received the expected call, and eleven jolly juniors eagerly returned, with the deter- mination first of all to keep their little sister freshmen happy and enter- tained. The social whirl was somewhat slowed by the many teaching methods the juniors found it necessary to remember and apply in their experiences at the Mark Hopkins School. However, methods and train- ing were not enough to keep these carefree individuals from enjoying a hamburger roast in the president's back yard. Hardy is the word for all those partaking of mountain day which actually turned into a hunting party for one stray member-a freshman, as you might guess. The final good deeds of the year were to treat the little sisters to a movie, and to give the departing seniors a farewell dance at the Williams Inn. With this dance the cramming of pleasures and intellectual pursuits drew to a temporary close. Those seniors certainly have what it takes .... is one comment received after we unexpectedly succeeded in climbing Mount Greylock and Pine Cobble. Not satisfied with those two outings, eleven hungry seniors loaded cars with provisions and accompanied by Miss Boyden drove merrily to the State Forest on the Mohawk Trail, and there was much eating, singing and having good cheer. The weather soon prevented picnics, but the class and the advisor still had a desire for good food so a party was organized by Miss Boyden and again there was eating and giv- ing of gifts. In classes we listened to lectures on how to manage eight grades at once and were given the chance to put this knowledge to work. Out to five rural communities went these brave students, enforced with the new- est methods and with the hope that somebody desiring a techer might drop in at the school for a visit. May and june brought the excitement of graduation, but it also brought a feeling of regret to be leaving old and new friends, and the awareness that each must take her place in an uncertain world and do her best to make a better world after the war and peace are won. 29

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Seniaa HIS IS THE STORY of eleven hardy pilgrims who have weathered four years of intense mental toil at the State Teachers College at North Adams. Our story begins on a warm September morning in nineteen-forty. At the time we numbered thirty-two, including four gen- tlemen. The first test of endurance was a series of intelligence and academic tests, and having proved ourselves hardy and capable of the rigors of college life all were duly admitted. The freshmen had just recovered from a royal display of good fellow- ship at the junior-freshman reception when a class called - the sopho- mores - I think - assumed the manner of dictators and gave orders to the freshmen to ride down the assembly hall in a baby carriage. When we reached the stage we received a dog collar and an extremely legible identification tag. To prove that it would take more than that to keep these freshmen down, the class immediately made plans for the Hallowe'en party. On this occasion we gained sweet revenge, then softened the pain with refreshments and games. Studies now became our chief interest until the pre-Christmas party when all members of the pioneers became English maids and gentle- men dressed in picturesque costumes. How joyful we were, and proud to be among the upperclassmen and faculty! The time came for a show of ingenuity, for we had a prom date in spring. Using Never say can't! as our slogan we gave the term Spring Prom a literal interpretation by making the Masonic Temple bloom with delicate, sweet-smelling apple blossoms. And so on a happy note, though war clouds dimmed the lights of the world, sophomores they came to be. We were fewer in number than at the start, it is true, but still strong in spirit and ambition to show the world we could take it. The first disagreeable and painful task to be faced was to initiate the freshmen into the rigors of life at college. Memories of the previous year spurred us on toward joyous plans for new and diabolical forms of sadism, in the outcomes of which we happily report success. November 7th was the high spot of the year for again these astonishing workers proved their ingenuity by presenting a panorama ofstreamers and balloons at the annual sophomore hop. In March the actresses among the sophs sat in deep and pensive thought and finally presented a laugh f?j provok- ing satire on, of all things, themselves. 28

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01.244 Wa!! IN YOUR SURROW INCE WE are leaving and thus bereaving Our school of the true and the fair, By this sacred writ our glamour and wit XVe trust to your tender care. But take more than this! Each magnanimous Miss Has treasure-trove worth the bequeathingg And presents like this will arouse greatest bliss As in splendor begins the unsheathing. By way of a start, from the depths of her heart Martha jane gives a boon you'll adore: With the glory and thrills of its clamoring bills .... Her share in the Co-Op Book Store! To one who's ambitious to supervise dishes And many a party and ball, Our lass who impresses with fairy-tale tresses Taconic Hall leaves to enthrall. Aline has a treasure of beauty that's rare In her hair that's a raven delight, And here is her wish that with you she might share Who woo slumber on barbs through the night. For all of the hooters among the commuters Whose whispers are heard far and wide, The low tones of Hazel so sweet and serene Should help them at times to subside. 30