SUNY Plattsburgh - Cardinal Yearbook (Plattsburgh, NY)

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grown into a very beautiful woman, her whole attitude and voice suggested rhythm and music. How do you employ your time ? 1 asked of her. Oh, I have a palace on Long Island, she replied, with a music garden attached. I have all the the different kinds of music in the world there. Every day, from one to five, the poor children of New York city are brought over in my flying machines to play m my garden and enjoy the music. On Sundays the parents are allowed to come. West Point is quite near, too, you know. The Elizabethian Age of Long Island, I found myself saying. I wish I knew how that dear little girl with the Indian princess name had turned out — Ennowilla Fern Eells. 1 shall be much surprised if she did not get some startling occupation with that name. Well, you see said a modest voice in my ear, eells are such squirmy fish and I was tired of being one for so long. A perfectly nice Pike came along and insisted that his name was much better so I took it. How about our little Helen, cousin to the Mayor of New York ? I asked. She has been for many years an instructor in the Boston Conservatory of Music, Willa replied. Blanche Clay and May Wicks are there with her. Wonderful wonders ! I thought, what next ? You might be interested to know, continued Willa, that Plattsburg had a very pleasant surprise not long ago. A part of the New York Metropolitan Company gave a wonderful concert there and Martha Robinson and Grace Wray appeared as the prima donnas of the evening. Miss Garrity fainted and had to be carried out. Willa, it does me good to see you and hear about all our Normal Collea- gues. What became of the flower of our class of 1914? Whom do you mean? Willa, have you forgotten your French? Mr. LaFleur, of course. Oh, he taught very successfully a few years, then he founded a business college in a western town where he has made himself famous. I turned to ask Willa some more questions but she was gone. I heard in- stead a great shouting. Ah, that sounds natural, I thought Kit Horrigan and Gertrude Harnden are playing basket-ball somewhere. Yes, said Geraldine McCoy, we have a fine school for physical culture in Chicago. There are about 2000 girls in our school and if you really want to sea some good basket-ball games you ought to see our teams play. Anything that Kitty and Gertrude undertake in the line of sports goes, you know. Speaking of sports makes me think of Frances Warner, do tell me about her, I said. Well, you know she always was interested in young people, particularly boys. She has a private kindergarten now and they say she is wonderfully adap- ted to smoothing bumped heads and doctoring hurt hands, Lelia Baker was her assistant for a w hile but she went to sleep in school several times and fell from her chair. The children became so panic-stricken that Miss Warner had to dispense with her services. I went to visit Frances kindergarten one morning and there sat Margaret Burke with a little bundle of splints in her lap. ' Jakie, take two splints, put one more with them. How many splints have you ? ' she

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The Prophecy of the Class of 1914 JULIET MURDOCK PECK M4 A S I was walking by a quiet wooded stream one day in mid-summer, my at- ■ tention was attracted to a peculiar looking bush. It looked as though it might have been transplanted from some beautiful Italian garden where it had been sy- metrically trimmed and I almost expected to see the gleam of a white marble god- dess shimmering through its branches. Drawing closer to inspect it more thorough- ly I discovered that the bush was bearing fruit — numberless black berries marked with white lines, which resembled hyroglyphics, were hanging in clusters from its branches. The leaves gave out a pleasant, pungent odor. Decidedly Orien- tal, ! said to myself. I wonder if their taste will leave the same impression. Ac- cordingly I gathered some and ate them. Never had I experienced such plea- sure in tasting anything. Spicy, sweet, with a delicate suggestion of lavender and rose. 1 ate a number of the berries from my wonder bush , then noticing that the shadows were lengthening at my feet I hastened homeward. Before going very far 1 began to feel drowsy and it was with difficult)- that 1 aroused myself sufficiently to go on. The way seemed very far, a fog seemed to be coming up and settling over the land. It enveloped me, closer, and closer, and I felt as though I was being borne away on the clouds and vapor. It was so peace- ful and quiet that I lay back and closed my eyes, It must be night , I thought, No, 1 am not Night, I am Day, your old classmate Tilly, said a happy voice close to my ear. 1 am glad to see you after all these years, 1 returned, what have you been doing since you left the Plattsburg Normal School ? Well you know it has always been my greatest ambition to become thin, said she, and I have tried to accomplish this by following the occupation that my name implies. Not tilling the ground, I exclaimed. Yes, she said, but I do not mind the work for you see I now have a sylph-like figure. And I look now just as I longed to years ago, said another voice. I rub- bed my eyes as something very dazzling came before them. I soon learned this was Myra Walker ' s beautiful hair, which had turned to a bright crimson color. Your voice sounds like Myra ' s of the old days but I never would have recognized you, I said, you are so corpulent. I decided I would just sit still and crochet and darn stockings for the neighbors and never lilt my finger to do a stroke of hard work said Myra. Are not the results wonderful ? I weigh almost 1 50 pounds now, You should tell Elizabeth Hawkins of this wonderful treatment I said. Elizabeth does not need any improvement, you should see her now. As if in answer to my desire to see her there came soft strains of music and Elizabeth with all her queenly dignity of the old days approached me. She had

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inquired. Turning to me with a knowing glance she said : ' This is the highest I ever got in mathematics. ' In one corner of the room I noticed a graceful creature rollicking around like a playful kitten. Upon close inspection J saw it was Mildred Bullock playing a game of ball with the children and 1 remembered that she once said : ' Anything for a good game of ball ' — but I must be going. and Geraldine was off like a flash. Oh, for a good Angell to bring me some more news, I wished, and like the fairy god-mother in Cinderella, Louise stood before me. Where have you been and what have you been doing all this long time, little one ? 1 asked. K til, you see I was persuadtd that there was a better occupation in life than being an Angell. We are all so happy and our home is a perfect dear. Enough said, I returned, tell me something real exciting that has happen- ed to some of the other girls. When you speak of excitement my mind naturally reverts to Hazel Calkins. She caus-d great consternation in her neighborhood by purchasing a large supply of patent medicines. They say she takes as many as six bottles a day, but no one objects as it is preserving her sunny disposition. How has Dot Parkhurst kept hers ? 1 asked. Hush, do not speak her name in a loud tone, something might explode. Hiss ! Boom ! Sist! Look out for the Suffragist ! With a bang my Angell friend was gone and in her place stood the nicest old lady with corkscrew curls and mitts. Why Mary Adams, how you do ? Am 1 right, are you still Miss Adams? Oh, 1 suppose so, she said, Every night before 1 retire 1 look under the bed for burglars, and I really found a man there one night but he got away. Cheer up Mary said I, there will be many a bright page in your book yet. Oh, no, there ' ll not, Mary answered, Ada Simpson has a corner on all the interesting Pages. Did you say that Evangeline Bartlett went to live in Texas? Yes, Aust.n is a thriving city you know, ar.d they say all the jt welt is down there are prosperous. Anna Murtagh lives there too and makes a fine gardener. A gardener I Yes, she is teaching the young ideas how to sprout. Are there any other ' gardeners ' that you used to know at the Normal? Oh yes, there ' s Winifred Hennessey, and they say that Miss Ferrell is a Marvel at the art. Madeline Marrion and Margaret Long decided they could not be separated long enough to teach school in separate rooms so they ar- ranged themselves as Siamese Twins and have taken in a great deal of money in Barmi n and Bailey ' s sideshow. Betty Persons and Mae Thompson were an- other pair devoted ones. They have pitched their camp on Spoon Island and so are very contented. Is Anna Collins happy now ) Bless you, yes. In her school she teaches all the first six grades. She can stay all night and work at her desk if she wishes to, and keep all the bad boys after school and has just heaps of fun, she told me, especially with the first grade.