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

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The Record 11 When we returned in September it was as Sophomores, fixed in our deter- mination to wreak vengeance on the lB's for the wrongs we had suffered at the hands of our predecessors. We did our best, but I doubt if it made any serious impression on the frivolous minds of those children, as we now termed all Freshmen. Christmas time soon came along and we did our utmost to wear out the machines in the sewing rooms, making red and white stockings to be Hlled for the Christmas baskets. ln the spring of 1917, when we were 2B's, the United States entered the war, and we con- centrated all our efforts on war work. When we left for our vacation in june, it was with a determination to do our bcst to help in the great problems which our eenntry faced, Since that time we have done our best and the Class of June l9l9 has become noted for putting over the top every venture that it has undertaken, The next year we were juniors and the chance came for us to win our laurels in captainball. We lost every game, the first half year we played, except the junior-Senior, and then some of our girls won their letters. ln the spring, how- ever, we improved mightily, mainly because Edna Weil and Peg Preston were such a marvelous pair, as captain and captain's guard. We won the cup, and for a second time some of our players won honors on the Junior-Senior team. It was during that term that we began to hold class meetings and to act as a class. We elected a Ring Committee, with Nellie Kimball for our Chairman, and then we did something no other class had ever done before. Weigot our rings while we were juniors and the school began to sit up and notice this class which did things so contrary to precedent. The following September we came back to school in a rather jumbled frame of mind. We were proud, ever so proud, that we were Seniors, but we couldn't help being sorry that it was our very last year and that our good times were so nearly over. So we plunged in head foremost and tried to crowd innumerable things into our short time. Fate seemed against us, for the Hu epidemic was so unkind as to come along and steal three weeks of our precious store. ln December there was the drive for the French School and we raised more money with our Christmas Magazine than any other class in school. And then, we won the Captainball Cup again and some more honors for the junior-Senior

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12 The Record game. We felt quite cocky then and patted lVlaucl's head caressingly, cause she was so splendid a mascot. It was hardly possible for us to realize that we were on the last lap, this spring. Even the sum- mons to lse fitted for our gradu- ation gowns, and our frequent class meetings failed to impress it on our minds. We won the cup once again, but even then we dicln't realize that it was the last time. Then came our Washington trip and at last we knew that the 'summit of our good times had been reached, and we could go no further. Commence- ment comes next and then a great crossroads where we must say good-bye to it all, to our Sponsor and our Class President, our Principal and the Faculty, and last of all to our school and all that it stands for. Some of us will take the high road and some take the low, but whichever we take and wherever we go, we'll surely never forget these four happy years that we've spent together as the Class of June, l9l9. W , M. 1, ? H-, Q' x-New 5 '- Se, Elma Whinna, Historian. be