Philadelphia High School for Girls - Milestone Yearbook (Philadelphia, PA)

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Next door was the oliice of the wireless telephonefl and by way of sur- prise I called up Mary Pharo. Of course she was glad to hear from me, and said that the sports in the Frigid Zone could not be equaled, and she found it much easier to climb the North Pole than the poles at the gymnasium, Thirteenth and Spring Garden Streets. Once again in the open air a most unaccountable desire seized me to visit the Normal School, and being of a hygienic turn of mind, I walked up Broad Street. My meditations were interrupted at Cherry Street by discordant noises, buzz-z-z-bang, bang-zip-zip, and there to the left I saw a sign, Elsie Saam, Contractor and Builder 011 a 'Small Scale-Butterfly Nets and Ink Stands a Spe- cialty. As I wandered on I mused upon the faithfulness of some people to their first loves. .9 -1, 5' nl!! r ,,,f?lilli.iii .,.g , i'ly,r ,Q flli' l'V' in lllflllr l gkllillillll-H-if The Normal School was the same as ever, Minerva still smiled placidly down upon the in H and out going', classes, and the shades were all at regulation height. The girls that now go to the Normal School are self-controlled young women, who proceed along their way exercising all tl1e dignity of their position and always showing the proper spirit. On the first lioor was the gymnasium, a magnificent affair, where they had automatic opening and closing of order and apparatus that was not for ornamental purposes. Sara Higinbotliam was head of the department, with Lucy Doris and Gertrude Wilson as assistants. New methods had been introduced by Miss Higinbothamg one was the carrying of books on the head to correct an inherited condition of stoop shoulders. As I looked at the head of the department, I recalled anecdotes of years ago and murmured, Do you know anything of my brother's churn? 31

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see her as she was not to be in the city until , sv n. nn 1 lg i H next week. i Ll 'll IAM, A ,dwg M ll' J The attraction this week must be great, l ll 9 Sl I 1 judging by the crowd passing in. I joined II Ai 0 Il them and soon found myself in the dimly hi l ' i X lighted interior. ', ' yt ' t i The music was furnished by the Ladies' l lil Orchestra, under the leadership of Mar aret ll - ' g j . i, Gibson Dallas. This orchestra had played milk i before all the crowned heads of Europe and f I N wr HEICIS. V l lull lfllrlll llll , .9 0 M was now touring the States. w 32 'l'f l5 ... 4 ' i I . . , , When the curtain went up in the centre 'l ,A , , fy 1 of the stage stood a beautiful brunette, whom I thought I knew. Looking at the program I saw in large print, One Hundred and Sixth Performance of the Great Society Play, ' In Search of a Millionaire or the Social Scramble,'-Miss Madge Fagley whose costumes are the talk of two hemispheres will take the leading part! Behind 111C I heard some one humming the soft strains of the Night- ingale. H Turning I saw our Normal School Nightingale, Adelaide Baumgardner. 'With J. her was Bertha Simms, who was known in , the literary world by her new novel, The i.itg'5',,ff., H3 Romance of a Garrett and a Dress Suit 31354-,W,' 1 1 Q 246-' i ' ?5!i Case. gi.. J I 54 She told me that Mary Pharo had ff., tj, gone to the North Pole to establish an ideal jg I ' 'M f . . 1 e . 4. . . , commonwealth, the principal features of L-V, X? which were absence of money and absence 7fs-fxefYQ-F. mf XQXZZSX r r of people. At last, I sighed, the S Ja 5 K-NL-, , f. Queen has her wish and is alone! X 30

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By means of the compound essence of singed feathers, paralyzed chloro- form and ancient eggs, hanging lightly on the air, it was an easy matter to find my way to the chemical laboratory. I inquired' of one of the students whether Matilda Rowland was not head of that department. Yes, Matilda Rowland, poor girl, very smart, but absent minded. One day the great heat generated by mixing sulphuric acid and water with nitro-glycerine sent everything heavenward, including Miss Rowland, W but not before she had time to grasp her note-book and make a few notes on her last experiment. - Pausing before another classroom I saw painted on the door, Elizabeth Geisler, R. S. V. P., L. W., R. X., M. jf' Oh, what a wonderous mind was l1ere enthroned! it il VJ ff., f x il ' si f l ' fsldii X Q ' 'i xii ,L -In ,lf C. , fry it ltr , .e ff 1 X f fj gll ' lf J . ix X' ' V 'I l lllt K f I'- X E? -4 Q A 2 , Sarah Hunter, though a kindergartner, took a -,Q I I . 1 . . IN Skis' 1' 1, - great interest in the lunch counter, and if one could F, tell by the great display of fudge and olives, I ' EE' I should say that the luncheon period was a financial fry i success. She was wrapping sandwiches, and as I watched her a crowd of boys and girls filed in, possessed themselves of a sandwich and filed out. My curiosity led me to follow, and when I sa'w them ushered out the door by Alice Barthol- omew, I knew that this follower of Dr. Wilson was taking the children out. We got on the car marked Zoological Gardens. just as the car started some one came around the corner breathless and her hat off. It was Florence Dessellet, Late as usual. Upon entering the Zoo we heard a great noise. I soon discovered that it proceeded from an elephant, who was having his tooth filled. There was a lull in the tempest, and I heard a voice saying, If it takes eighty grains of quinine to kill a monkey, how many- I looked, I saw, I fled, but not too quickly to 32 E.+:i,'rP