Salem Academy - Quill Pen Yearbook (Winston Salem, NC)

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f 4 QGWIIEX!-L' . ti A t f i , .. , V , 'Q . o s. a e fl Q- ' f 'WMA fi , ,gm , - N M14 fx -.1 ,X .. . fp s? :fi . Qi, 4fIjif1La, , herself. She was admonishing the savages in a stern tone, saying: It is very wicked of you, you had Ethiopians, to he cooking my husband like this. The next scene, which was produced by a concentration for Kathleen Madden, revealed the glorious facade of the Academy itself. There, posing on the front steps with a group of the students, was Kathleen, who was saying: Gather around me, my chickens, so the man can take the pretty picture. Just as I was beginning to think that our class had pretty thoroughly turned its back on domesticity, I discovered Barbara Fulton, a. howling infant in one hand, talking on the telephone to her circle leader in the Home Moravian Church, while through the hall door I caught a glimpse of her industrious husband dozing before the fire. Though I couldn't see his face very well, I noticed a remarkable resemblance to a certain young man whom I had frequently seen around the Academy. At first I thought the next scene was a VVimbledon match between Helen VVills and Molla Mallory: but on closer inspection, it turned out to be Martha Birdsey and Florence Pearsall warming up for the forthcoming national tournament. The next instant, I was returned to Salem, where I found Miss Vogler's place as dieti- tian taken by Frances Reid, who stood, a big can opener in her hand, before an object bear- ing the label Libby's Tomatoes. She was rea.ding a little booklet: Dietitian's Guide Book, or How to Open Cans. And in charge of the infirmary, M. M. Johnson was writ- ing her report: Martha Smith . . . Indigestion. Helen Jones . . . Indigestion. Carolyn Schnitzel . . . Indigestionf' The sfcene faded and was succeeded by the interior of a studio of a broadcasting station. Fannie Stokely, the announcer, was speaking into the microphone. Ladies and Gentlemen of the Radio Audience, this is the J. Byrd Broadcasting Company. VVe are introducing for your approval this evening the famous actress, Blevins Vogler, who is appearing in a little play written, directed, and acted entirely by herself, entitled: A Midsummer Night's Dream. The musical accompaniment will be given by Mr.-here a sudden blast of static drowned out the name- from VVinston-Salem, who is an expert on the jew's-harp. The next scene was opened by the pop-pop of air rifles, and I soon made out the figures of .Iulia Lawson and Louise Frazier, creeping through a South African jungle, hunting ostriches. It occurred to me that these two adventuresses might do just as well to stay at home and look after their families. Next in a tremendous office I beheld Florence Jeffress seated with her husband behind a huge desk, piled high with papers and surrounded by encyclopedias. Over the desk hung the sign: Solution of America's Problems. Advice on any subject, Price per advice-fS1.5O. Then in a conspicuously clean room we saw .Io Gribbin and Betty Sanders rushing hither and thither in white aprons. A mob of frantic women beat on the glass pane of the door. The explanation for all this to-do was a newly invented method of applying permanent cos- metics, which could withstand any sort of weathering and handling. But so much concentration was too much for my poor brain. Suddenly it gave way under the strain, a dreadful grinding noise issued from the machine, and bolts and springs were hurled about the room. With a cry of anguish, Kathryn leaped to the dials of her precious contraption just as the whole thing collapsed. You have ruined it, ruined it Z she moaned, burying her face in her hands. I shall never build another. And though I have since tried to persuade her again and again to produce anothser Spectre-phone, she has steadfastly refused, saying that the human brain must first be im- proved to such a degree that it will not injure her delicate invention. I must wait, there- fore, until something has been done about the brain in general before I can hope to learn what has become of the other members of the Academy's beloved faculty. M ,xnoxui-:'r Ric Ks, Pro phcf. V A ' 1 9 . if 3 4 5. Jlt 1-.,i.. Q 'Af , f , a am i Page ZS

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