Mynderse Academy - Myndersian Yearbook (Seneca Falls, NY)

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I Q' 1 K MA' The-jwlpnhtrsian-193 JUNIOR CLASS MARY HALEY . , Prefidefzf GLENN HAMILTON . . . . Vire-Prerident SYLVIA GUSTAFSON , . . . ,Yecrefmy and Trearurer Back in September 1918, four harried faculty advisers had the pleasant task of organizing our rather unruly horde of freshmen into a class. With Gladys McCoy as first president, we set out to prove ourselves true representatives, loyal to Mynderse traditions. For the next ten months We did our best in an inconspicuous vvay to make ourselves felt as a class, and then our first year ended. Proud to be sophomores and to move to more dignified rooms on the second floor, we began our second year with vim. Jack Fyfe vvas our leader for that short year, and our only activity was a novel get-together party with the post-grads as guests, and then We moved to the West end of the corridor-we were juniors. We are sure that being so close to the senior room is having its effect on us. Having begun the year right by electing Mary Haley to the presidency, we planned our first party, a very informal masquerade, inviting all the classes. Later in the season, that the friendship of the seniors and juniors might be further cemented, We gave a reception and dance for the seniors. The undeniable success of our play, The Call of the Banshee, which was our first venture in dramatics, further testified to our strength and promise. The most important social event of the semester is still a part of the future-our Prom. Hovvever, with the invaluable aid of our advisers we expect to use a Hawaiian theme successfully this year and thus achieve another memorable Prom to bring our third year of Mynderse life to a fitting close. Wage?

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are , as' 1 .. 1115 IJ e M n IJ e t 5 1 a n 1 9 3 1 . P ' - The crowning event of the year, our farewell to the class of 1930, was the Prom. Miss Compitello and Mr. Baker Worked with us steadily and the gym became an enticing garden with its colorful flowers and soft lights, later enchanting music, and the usual gay Prom crowd made the dance another perfect party. How quickly we had arrived at the coveted goal-seniorship! We found ourselves in famous room I9 with Miss O'Brien, who is not merely a teacher and class adviser, but a friend. We chose Bill Hamill to lead us through this last important year at Mynderse. The silver tea-dance was given in September at which the faculty were the guests of honor. Dainty lavender and yellow decorations, mellow lights, the glistening silver tea service, the gift of 1930 to Mynderse, and the gayly sociable crowd gave the gym an air out of keeping with its usual drab appearance. Nineteen Thirty-one was safely launched on its senior year. It won't Be Long Now, the senior play, was given November ninth and tenth. Miss Hathaway used two different casts for the two performances, a procedure which worked out most successfully. Following on the heels of the play was the holiday ball, the most beautiful party ever given at Mynderse. The gym became a forest of evergreens and fragrant balsams. The seniors and guests danced to the music of Chuck Hunter's orchestra, and re- gretfully remembered that this was our last social function as seniors. In Room I9 we have left a remembrance in a reproduction of the painting, King Lear, the original of which is in the Metropolitan Art Museum. We hope that future senior classes will brighten the walls with other pictures. Since there has long been a need for a tennis court available to the students of Mynderse, the class of '31 has contributed the first money to the fund required to build such a court on the athletic field. Before closing our history we must mention the MYNDERSIAN, for this tells the story of our years at Mynderse in the most complete way. In dedicating our book to Miss Hathaway, Dramatic Coach, there was a certain connotation in the name, that suggested another Hathaway, the famous Ann of Shakespeare's time. So we naturally thought that a Shakesperian art theme would be a fitting background for a book dedicated to one, a lover of Shakespeare, who is herself exemplar of the aft she teaches. Now senior year is ending and we are coming close to those five bitter-sweet days in our last week in Mynderse, Baccalaureate, Class Day, Commencement Day, Prom Day and Senior Dinner Day, and then there will be the long good-bye, and as these memories creep in to sadden these last weeks, we seem to hear Where, oh, where are the grave old Seniors? Safe now in the wide, wide world.

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,. r 6 H ' QE b e 0 :HEI p n U nz t 5 i a n - 1 9 3 1 Y SOPHOMORE CLASS MARIAN STORY . . . . Prefidenr EUGENE SULLIVAN . . , . Vice-Prerident DONALD KNOX . , . . . .Yecretafy and Treamzrer The class of 1933, eighty-four in number, have reached the Wise fool stage, vve are sophomores. From this seemingly high elevation we glance somewhat scornfully back at the inexperienced and frightened freshmen we were once, for, after two years in Mynderse we really feel quite grown-up and sophisticated. Someone has said that sophomore year is Much Ado About Nothing, and to be perfectly honest, there isn't much for a sophomore to do, but we managed to have an election at which we gave Marian Story the leadership for the year, and then this serious business being over vve decided to have a party. Dancing! Doughnuts! Cider! They were the high- lights of the party of which Helen Hadley was chairman and the P. G.'s guests, and as they say in the great open spaces, A good time was had by all. We have been busy trying out in the various activities in Mynderse: athletics, journalism, and music particularly, and vve have shown some promise in all fields. Four of our number are lettermen in football and six, in basketball. So With this start, in the tvvo years to come vve hope to prove our merit as successors of the present holders of honors in school affairs. The year is almost ended and we would be anxious to move on and become juniors if it weren't for one thing-moving-up day for us, means losing our sister class, 1931, and that is the only cloud on '33's horizon. To the seniors vvho will shortly be graduated, We make promise that We shall try to carry on their ideals so that when vve come to the end of the high-school trail we shall be worthy successors to the Class of '31,