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

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Gllzms Jiintnrg CA5J have come from all parts of the world, our little world, which, after all, is not so small as you might think. We are long, short, dark and fair, plus many peculiarities, charming and ,other- wise. Taking us altogether, we are a delightful bunch, even though we did' come from Shippen, Stephens, Keystone, and Broad and Green. Under ordinary circumstances, you might expect us not to be congenial. In reality we are all kindred spirits, especially at class meetingsf'?J, and bent upon making everyone else happy fprovided she takes it that wayjg if not, miserable. 3-, '1 ij Freshmen are the same all over the world, says the philosopher, but we disagree with him. We say, Freshmen are never the same, no matter Where you may find them. They all get lost, to be sure, so do Juniors, when they come for the first time to the Main Building. We won't tell on the Seniors! How proud we were to be Freshmen! What joy to own a real gym suit, and to wear a pink necktie with it! How blissful and dignified to be dubbed Miss, until the faculty learned our real names! Which one of us did not have a particular hobby, to ride upon all occasions, appropriate and otherwise, to let everyone know we were High School Girls',! . Then came the Sophomore year, when some of us thought we could aiord to descend from our dignified position as Freshies, and play Ring around a Rosy and Jumping Rope in the annex yard. We talked in stage whispers, for the benefit of the Freshmen, about geometry and equally elevating subjects, which were now ours to pursue. We no longer studied physical geography, but plunged into tracing the family relations of Johnny-jump-ups with a zest to be envied, and sported long family names in Latin, whenever the opportunity presented itself, and sometimes when it didn't. During the spring we made botany trips. Upon these excursions we got lost from our chaperons and munched chocolate buds until it was tim'e to go home, frequently omitting to collect specimens. And in the summer we collected trees in the vicinity of Pennsylvania and New Jersey, and glued them on bristol board. They may be used in place of red plush albums, but are too slippery for