St Josephs College - Footprints Yearbook (Brooklyn, NY)

Text from Pages 1 - 108 of the 1934 volume:

1934 FOOTPRINTS RIGHT REVEREND THOMAS E. MOLLOV, D.D. Bishop of Brooklyn PRESIDENT OF ST. JOSEPH ' S COLLEGE 1934 FOOTPRINTS Issue of Loria SAINT JOSEPH ' S COLLEGE 24 -2 Clinton Avenue BROOKLYN NEW YORK TO SISTER MARY LORENZO who, having taught us the beauty of earthly things, brought us, aiied and silent, to an understanding that is forgiveness, we, her class, dedicate this issue of FOOTPRINTS RUTH GALLAGHER OUR CLASS PRESIDENT— 1 93 1 He r spirit lives and may she be renieiubcred for boundless giiiiif of love and self. FOOTPRINTS STAFF Faculty Adviser Editor-ill ' Chief Business Mcviager Art Editor Photographic Editor Senior Editor Miss Stack Mary Doyle Mary Harron Virginia Holland Dorothy Pyne Agnes Brown Catherine Cooke Dorothy Kilcoin Associate Editors Margaret Zegers Mary McLernon Marthe Quinotte VALEDICTORy I Ills sun-stre.ikcd skv will soon be blotted out b the jiiglit Into which we fly. Our eyes, accustomed to the brilliance of a dying sun, have now to know the quiet, far-away lamps of the dark. A sadder illumination. That is what it means to say Good-bye. It is a thouijht tinged with a wonder for a glorious future, a fear for inevitable failures, and an eagerness to know what has been words until now. Will the night be as beautiful as is the fading dav? At first we shall be blinded, but soon there will be the patient dis- covery of all lite ' s lights in the new-found dark. It is not hard to part. Parting is mi. ed with hope and knowledge of a greater meet- ing and a deeper understanding. When the gate has echoed its last click, we will then begin really to know, and see, and feel the things which have come into our hearts these last four vears. It is life only which will make us understand at last the mistakes of historv, the ideals of religion, the p.itterns of philosophy and the beauty of literature. College has made the book of life more readable, but it is for us to follow in the words which we read. Just as we do not know the beaut) ' of the flower when wc plant the seed, so we cannot begin to realize the marvelous fruit which shall be reaped from the seeds sown here. We know already though that in the darkest of our hearts fear is fleeing from us because of a great hope which was born here. There is a humility in that holy of holies because of the great ones we have known in these happy years. There is a feel- ing of pride too, because we have within us the breath of honor and love and faith which will grow great with time, we pra ' . The thoughtless happiness of youth now says we have profited here in happiness, and friends, and brilliant hope, but as each new experi- ence calls for a greater will and a deeper knowledge of life ' s values then shall we be surprised to find the strong beaut - which was planted in a forgotten spring. With life ahead and the realization that college has made life more living, this parting cannot be sad. The last kiss of the child who leaves her mother to become a child of God is not trulv sad. There is for the voung nun a peaceful happiness which will make her love for her dear ones greater because of separation. The petaled prayers of hers will fall night after night for the absent and a strong light will brighten her soul. And death, the only real Good-bye, is the most wondrous of all. The parting one is assured of a glorious reunion, a reunion which will be all perfect. Soon, soon, he will know the stirring beauty of those whose souls he loved. In God ' s heart he shall love them more fully. Thus each separation whispers of something more beautiful in the future because of the past. The sister knows her dear ones now through prayer. The dving man will soon invade the very souls of those he leaves. Now that we too are saying our first Good-bye, we realize that in the future we shall possess an appreciation of this grandeur to a much fuller extent than we do now. In the tear-stained moments which will be ours, a wavering sanctuary flame will be another chapel candle. A Tantum Ergo will live again in young voices and the loveli- ness which crept in, unheeded, so long ago, will soothe and make strong. There will be other young faces turned towards a glorious dawn and then we shall know more surely the happiness which was once ours. We shall know, then at last, by what pain we came by the beauty. So we shall not say Good-bye, for we shall see all this again in life ' s sublimest moments. Marthe Quinotte. FOOTPRINTS 1 934 SENIORS FOOTPRINTS 1934 DOLORES ANSBRO Class President ' 33 Class Vice-President ' 3 i T jo ' I ant young, 7 icorn to flil Oil he wings of horroucd uil. f COLLETTE ANTHONY Dramatic Society Glee Club For manners are not idle, hut tl.ie fruit Of loyal nature and of noble mind. 10 FOOTPRINTS 1 934 MARIE BAIOCCHI French Club Social Service Blessed are the little for they shall become no smaller. MARGARET BIER Mercier Circle Dramatic Society For next to being a great poet is the power of understanding one. II FOOTPRI NTS 1 934 AGNES BROWN Chairman of Point System Commit- tee ' 34 Chairman of Mock Class Day ' 34 A dry ]est, sir, I l.iavc tl cm at my jiiigen ' end. DOROTHY BURGEN Class Vice-President ' 32, ' 33, ' 34 Basketball Her very froiim arc fairer far Than smiles of ofber maidens are. 12 FOOTPRINTS 1 934 ANNE CONNELLY Dramatic Society Basketball He ' s armed uithout that ' s iiniocciit iiithin. CATHERINE COOKE Religion Committee Glee Club The gentle mind by gentle deeds is known; For a man by nothing is so well be- trayed As by bis manners. 13 FOOTPRINTS 1 934 JOSEPHINE COREY Dramatic Society Rifle Squad Up! Up! my friciul, ami quit ynur books, Or surely you ' ll ; rou- double! Up! Up! my friend, mnl clear your looks! Why all this toil and trouble? GERALDINE COUGHLIN Captain Senior Basketball Team Rifle Squad Her eyei as stars of Twilight fair, Like Tiiilight ' s, too, her dusky hair. M FOOTPRINTS 1 934 MARY CULLEN Point System Committee Glee Club loie tranquil solitude And such society As is quiet, icise and ond. DOROTHY DEMPSEY Class President ' 34 Chairman of Mercier Circle To those who know thee not, no ti ' ords can paint! And those uho know thee, know all icords are faint ' . 15 FOOTPRINTS 1 934 MARIE DERMODY Glee Club Committee for Advancement of Cul- Trip if l i htly as you ,!;o On the li:4 ftiutasfic toe ROSE DeSANCTIS Glee Club Athletic Association to her share some female errors fall, Look on her face, and you ' ll forget fhrin all. i6 FOOTPRINTS 1 934 MARY DIRIG Class Treasurer ' 34 Mercier Circle For strong souls Lite like fire-heated suns; lu spend their strength III furthest striiing action. RITA DOHERTY Committee for Advancement of Cul- ture Athletic Association ' Tis pleasing to he schooVd in a strange tongue By female lips and eyes. W FOOTPRINTS 1 934 MARY DOYLE Loria Board Editor of Footprints Aud force thcin, hough if was in spite Of Nature ami their stars, to write. LYDIA FADROWSKY Chairman of Junior Prom ' 32 Chairman of Fall Dance ' 33 Her air, her maimers, all uho saw admired; Courteous though coy, and {gentle, though retired. 18 FOOTPRINTS 1 934 LOUISE FALLON Ritlc Squ.id Senior Week Committee She is pretty to walk with, And nifty to talk with, And pleasant, too, to think on. ik gM v MARIE FLANNIGAN Chairman of Senior Week Junior Prom Committee Take, O boatman, twice thy fee — Take, I give it willingly; For, iniisible to thee. Spirits twain hate crossed iiith me. 19 FOOTPRINTS 1934 KATHLEEN FLYNN Ch.iinii.in Senior- junior Luncheon ' 33 Chairman Christmas Party ' 33 She is a w iisoine wee thing, She is a niinlsoine ucc ibiiig, S jc i II bonny wee thing. MARY ALICE FOGARTY Dramatic Society Senior Week Committee We were very tired, we were very merry, We had gone iil and douii all night on the ferry. 20 FOOTPRINTS 1 934 ELVERA GILLESPIE President Psychology Club ' 34 Glee Club She doefh little kiinhiesses Which most leave undone, or despise. JANE GORMAN Loria Board Glee Club Let hiowledge grow from more to more. 21 FOOTPRINTS 1 934 RITA GRIFFITH Field Day Committee ' 33 Basketball Manager ' 34 I ' layjid hlii his ll)at cciii iioili hf But III III lion csnilies of thought. Jk ' ' DOROTHY HALLAHAN Advisory Committee Senior Week Committee It ' s a snug little islanii, A rivht little, trjit little isUiiid: FOOTPRINTS 1 934 FLORENCE HANRAHAN Religion Committee President of Press Club ' 34 Happy am 1; from care I ' m free! Why aren ' t they all cnufeiitcd like €ipk, MARGARET HARRINGTON Varsity Basketball ' 30, ' 31, ' 32, ' 33 Treas. of Athletic Association ' 30 The youth it ho hopes the Olympic prize to gain, All arts must try, and eiery toil sus- tain. m I 23 FOOTPRINTS 1 934 ' i0 DOROTHY HARRISON President of Glee Club ' 34 Cli.iirm,in of Junior Class Day A graceful iiiul plcaiing fi gun- Is (I jicrjicfiuil letter nf rrri iiniieihla- 1 0 II. MARY HARRON Glee Club Business Manager Footprints Of all those arts in uhici} the wise excel Nature ' s chief masterpiece is writing well. 24 FOOTPRINTS 1 934 KATHLEEN HOGAN Rifle Squad Dramatic Society ' The best armour ' s o keep out of gun shot. MURIEL HOTTENROTH Chairman of Junior Week ' 33 Secretary of Honor System Commit- tee ' 32 Those graceful acts Those thousaiiti decencies that daily flow From all her uords and actions. 25 FOOTPRINTS 1 934 GRETTA HUGHES Glee Club Dramatic Society TLic rule of 111 V life is lo make busi- ness a pleiisiire, iuul pleasure my hitsiness. MARGARET IMPELLIZZERI Glee Club French Club To look up ami not down, To look forward ami not back, To look out ami not in, ami To lend a hand. 26 FOOTPRINTS 1 934 MODESTA INTONDI Glee Club Vice-President French Club ' 34 All miisiiiil licoplc scnii to be happy; It is to tLiciii the eii;j,ro :!iiir pursuit. CHRISTINE KAVANAGH Vice-President of U. A. ' 34 Secretary of Religion Committee ' 34 A poem ' s life ami death depeiuleth still Not oil the poet ' s wits, hut reader ' s will. 7 FOOTPRINTS 1 934 DOROTHY KELLY Ritlt Squad Askiu; Europe to disarm is like tisk iig a man in Chicago to give up bis life iii nraiice. VIVIENNE KELLY Rifle Squad Debating He was in logic a great critic, Vrojoundly skilled and analytic; He could distingnish and divide A hair ' twixt sont j a)id southwest side; On either uhich he iioiild dispute Confute, change hands, and still con- fute. 28 FOOTPRINTS 1934 MURIEL KIERNAN Athletic Association Social Service ' Calm, cool and proper, but bright humor underneath. DOROTHY KILCOIN President of French Club ' 34 Loria Board Look, then, into thine hear and urite. ' ' 9 FOOTPRINTS 1 934 MILDRED KUHN Chairman of Social Service Glee Club Good Americans when they die ; o to Paris. ELEANOR LAGATTUTA Class President ' 32 Chairman of Alumnae Day ' 33 Whose words, all ears took captive. ' 30 FOOTPRINTS 1 934 MARGARET LANGAN Dramatic Society Basketball Heart on bcr lips, and soul witlj ' ui her eyes, Soft as her clime, and sunny as her skies. GINA LATORRACA Rifle Squad French Club So uork the honey bees, Creatures that by a rule in nature teach The act of order to a peopled king- dom. 31 FOOTPRINTS 1 934 CATHERINE LAVELLE Glee Club Basketball He is a soldier fit to stand by Caesar and .ij ' rc direction. MARIE LILLY Athletic Association Hockey Manager ' 34 Her stature tall — hate a dumpy 32 FOOTPRINTS 1 934 ANGELA MAZZOLI Glee Club Dramatic Society My heart has groiiii rich iiith the passing of years, I hare less neeil iioif than uheii I was youug To share myself with every comer. Or shape vty thoughts into ivords ivith my tongue. MARJORIE McCORMICK Glee Club Senior Week Committee Ladies, whose bright eyes Rain influence, and judge the prize. 33 FOOTPRINTS 1 934 ELEANOR . 1 tX NALD Glee Club French Club Tlhit siiinc filer (if yours looks like the I ' ltlc juv c of II whole loliiiiir of rontivry. FRANCES McGOVERN Chairman of Parents ' Day Commit- tee ' 33 Secretary of Attendance Committee ' 33 E. [)crici!cc joincil iiifh coiniiio ' i sense To luovtiils ii a proi hleuce. 34 FOOTPRINTS 1 934 MARY McLERNON Secretary of French Club ' 34 Dramatic Society A merry heart doefh ;j oocl like a medicine. MURIEL MORAN Chairman of Attendance Committee ' 34 Glee Club The abseiif arc never without fault Nor the present without excuse. . ' 35 FOOTPRINTS 1 934 EUCHARIA MULLIGAN Pres. of Athletic Association ' 32, ' 3} Class Treasurer ' 32, ' 33 There is something in tlnit voice that reaches The innermost recesses of my spirit. CATHERINE MURPHY Basketball Dramatic Society Persistent people begin their success where others end in failure. 3 FOOTPRINTS 1 934 DOROTHY NEALIS Athletic Association Dramatic Society Agreement exists in diSiV rceiticnt. SSm ts MARIE NORTON Glee Club Athletic Association doth appear you are a worthy judge; You know the law; your exposition Hath been most sou id. 37 FOOTPRINTS 1 934 ROSE O ' BRIEN President of Dram.uie Society ' 34 Rec. Sec. of Speakers ' Committee ' 34 All the u ' orlil ' s a stage Ami all the men and ivoiiicn merely players. MARY O ' CONNOR Dramatic Society Rifle Squad A smile is the whisper of a laugh: FOOTPRINTS 1 934 MARY O ' DONNELL U. A. Councilor ' 3 1 Dramatic Society If you l?inc huilt casflrs in the air, yuiir work iiccil not he lost. Thiif is where they should be. Now put foundations under them. ALICE O ' REILLY U. A. Councilor ' 31, ' 32, ' 33 President of U. A. ' 34 Yet } shall temper Jnstiee with mercy, as may illustrate most TLiem fully satisfied, and thee appease. 39 FOOTPRINTS 1 934 3 JOSEPHINE PISANI Secretary of U. A. ' 33 President of Speakers ' Society ' 34 For cicii hoiiiih I ainjiiishfJ s r coiili! (ii ' ; iir still. MARGARET POWELL Editor of Handbook Senior Week Committee J )c fairest ;jarc{f!! in her looks Ami ill her mind the wilest hooks. ' 40 FOOTPRINTS 1 934 DOROTHY PYNE Senior Prom Committee Dramatic Society Her loUe iias ever soft. Gentle and low; an excellent ) n ' in iidinan. ADELE QUIGLEY Junior Week Committee Senior Week Committee With thee com ersing I forget all time All seasons ami their change, all please alike. 41 FOOTPRINTS 1 934 MARTHE QUINOTTE Cliairman of Religion Committee ' 34 Lori.i Board O, I sec f jc crescent piDiuisc of my sjuii IjiiIIj unl (7; Ancient founts of insjination well throir j till ni fiinc) yet. KATHERINE REILLY Glee Club Senior Prom Committee Fire in her eyes. Anil tii ' liiihf on her ivarm tiark-wav- iirj hair. 42 FOOTPRINTS 1 934 HELEN RUANE Social Service Glee Club A lover of books, hut a reader of man, No cynic and no charlatan, Who neier defers and never demands But, smiling, takes the world in her hands. ADA SCULLY Chairman of Senior Prom Sophomore Basketball Team Too late I stayed. Forgive the crime. Unheeded flew the hours. sr 43 FOOTPRINTS 1934 GERMAINE SEXTON Class Secretary 32, ' 33, ' -,4 Vice President ot Dramatic Society ' 34 Life is a jcs , ami all uii ' s show it. I lh( n; ht i) nine, hiil luiu I kiiou it. MADELINE SINISCALCHI French Club Social Service When I lias one and twenty I heart! a wise man say: die crowns and pounds and guineas But not your heart away. 44 FOOTPRINTS 1934 MARGARET STEWART Chairman of Honor System Commit- tee ' 34 Dramatic Society She CiirricJ our honor safe. KATHRYN SULLIVAN Senior Week Committee Captain of Rifle Squad ' 34 1 bear a loicc oii cainiot hear. Which says I iiiitst not stay; 1 see a hand yon cannot see, Which beckons me aua- . 45 FOOTPRINTS 1 934 SUSAN SWANTON President of History Club ' 34 Loria Board Vi ' ' cn !• Icaics in •■iiiiniKi ' niic ihcir color dare not sbou ; Till that day, plazc Cod, I ' ll stick to the ii ' cariii ' o ' the iciv;. ELLEN WEINFURT Glee Club Basketball Ready to l)eak if need arise, Williif ' to he silent otherwise. 46 FOOTPRINTS 1 934 MARGARET ZEGERS Glee Club Dramatic Society The finest complhneiif that can In- paid to a woman of sense is to ad- dress her as such. 47 FOOTPRINTS 1 934 SENIOR CLASS President Vicc-Prcsidciif Secretary Treasurer Dorothy Dempsey Dorothy Burgen L. Germaine Sexton Mary Dirig In the third week of September, 1930, our mothers took us to the Kollege Korner of Loesers ' and bought us a very collegiate-looking tweed suit, a still more collegiate- looking but very uncomfortable pair of brogue oxfords, a shiny leather notebook, and a new fountain pen and pencil set. Provided with these, we started triumphantly to col- lege that first morning with a song on our lips and hope in our eyes, assured of success. We felt that we could not be anything but successful with that new leather notebook and those new shoes. You see, we were very young — then. At first all went well. The Junior Class gave us a luncheon which we have never since forgotten; the kindness of Eleanor Hennessy and all our Junior sisters makes it memorable. After that came disaster. We had come into the clutches of the Sophomore Class 48 FOOTPRINTS 1 934 and were left to face the enemy alone and unaided. Gone were our new tweed suits and our new shoes. In their place we wore blankets for skirts, the tops to our fathers ' pajamas for blouses, burlap bags for shoes, bathing caps for hats, and motormen ' s gauntlets for gloves. We also carried our books in scrubbing pails. The effect was extremely dainty! Added to this came other miseries. We were home-sick for high school. We had fost our new fountain pens and used up all the paper in our new notebooks. We had come to realize our complete unimportance in life. Besides that mid-term e.xaminations had come, and for the first time in our lives we saw blue books. (We have seen many of them since.) The Christmas holidays were preceded by a party in which Santa Claus gave us all presents. We thought it was very nice of him even if we did buy the presents ourselves. It seemed only a few days until we found it was the end of our first semester in college — and we were no longer the newest Freshmen. Very soon we were practising for Com- mencement, and the first year of our college lives was completed. It is at this time that a sorrow came to our class which made all the other sorrows seem trivial. Ruth Gallagher, our Freshman President, died in June of that first year; but we still feel that she has traveled through the four years with us in spirit, and that she will always remain in our hearts as a member of the class of 1934. The Sophomore year started very differently from the Freshman. We were puffed up with our own importance and we decided to do to the Freshmen what had been done to us. By what logic we came to this conclusion, we do not yet know. Scholasti- cally we had become Sophomoronic (as one of our teachers calls it) and we thought we were Freuds and Aristotles because we were taking Psychology and History of Educa- tion. No problem baffled us. Nothing was too difficult for our Sophomore minds. The Spring term brought Ho Ho Horn, the Glee Club show. The French play that year was Le Barbier de Seville, which is remembered chiefly for its beautiful if shaky balcony. Our Sophomore year was brought to an eventful climax by the charming Commencement Dance to which the Seniors very kindly invited us. Receiving our Freshman Sisters in our Junior year made us feel very important. The next thrill was getting our rings. We wore our friends out making them say over and over again how beautiful they were and how different they were from any other col- lege rings. In December came the long awaited Junior Prom, of which Lydia Fadrowsky was chairman. We still wear our bracelets, received as favors, in remembrance of a very happy evening. Junior Week, under the chairmanship of Muriel Hottenroth, was another reason why our Junior year is such a happy memory. We especially remember the party given by the Sophomores at which we had all the ice cream we wanted. That June we changed the tassels of our caps to a point directly over our left eyes (a very annoying place for a tassel, incidentally), and as the new Senior Class waited for what our last year would bring. This last year has passed in an incredibly short time. The thing we remembered most in the Fall term, of course, was the Senior Prom; it was the first dance we had had at a hotel, so we decided that it put the last touch on what we like to call our sophisti- cation. The Spring term was a hectic combination of Ethics classes, pupil teaching and preparations for Commencement. The stress of this was lightened, however, by our dramatic productions and the excellent work of our basketball team. (Not that we want to boast, but we beat Mt. St. Vincent twice this year.) We have spent the rest of the term wondering if we would be lucky enough to be selling pencil sharpeners in Wool- worth ' s or sweeping floors in A. S. ' s next year. When we look back over our four years, we find almost everything different from what we had expected. But we feel that in spite of all the times we failed in the great things we wanted to do and be, we can end our class history with the same song on our lips and hope in our eyes with which we began it. Because of those very failures, we leave St. Joseph ' s with perhaps a little wiser song and a little different kind of hope, to make more history for the class of 1934. Dorothy Kilcoin ' 34. 49 FOOTPRINTS 1 934 CLASS WILL VV i;, ilic cl.iss of ' ' ,4, being ot sound and disposing mind and memory do make, puhlisli and declare this to be our last Will and Testament, hereby revoking all Wills by us at any time heretofore made. t ' iis : We direct our executrices hereinafter named to pay our |ust debts and other expenses as soon after our passing as may be practicable. SccDinI: We give and bequeath to Father Dillon our remarkable grasp of Roman Law and our novel interpretations of it. Also our splendid record as a class of stupendous, far-seeing individuals. Third: To Sister Mary John we give and bequeath an automatic gadget which will turn out the lights as soon as everyone has left the locker room. To the fiicnlty as a whole we give and bequeath our fervent hope that all other classes will have as interesting and comprehensive an approach to thought questions as we have used. To our Hisfor professors we give and bequeath our facility in reading and assimilating documentary evidence. To our English professors we give and bequeath not only our entertaining and readable themes, but also our unique reactions to long Victorian novels. To our Miifhciinifics professors we gratefully give and bequeath our insur- mountable difficulty in distinguishing the velocity of a falling body from that of a rising body. To the French department we give and bequeath the prayerful hope that another class will yield as much comedy relief to the French play. To our Religion professors we give and bequeath a manual of blank pages as our recommendation for a text-book. To the Science department we give and bequeath the hope that another class will yield a more lasting appreciation of the importance of science in the vocation of stenography. To the Education depart ineut we give and bequeath all the lesson plans which we failed to turn in on time, together with our comprehensive knowledge of the subject we intend to teach. To the Registrar we cheerfully give and bequeath all our interests in Plans A, B, and Z together with our well planned programs, and also a fervent prayer of Thanksgiving that we may no longer quake at mention of them. To the Library we give and bequeath for what it is worth our invention of a robot who will detect all girls trying to sneak in late books. To Dr. Trunz we give and bequeath as an everlasting token of our regard, our suggestive pronunciation of ich. To Miss Oliia we give and bequeath our unqualified promise to entertain her profusely at our future proms. 50 FOOTPRINTS 1 934 To Mr. Kilcoync we give a Senior ' s classic question, to be reverently laid in his memory book: How can the book say there are more deaths among the poor than among the wealthy, when we know that everybody dies? To Mr. Van Oritur we give and bequeath for future reference a bound copy of the sayings of Woodworth, Cubberly and Thorndyke. To Father Fitzgibbuu we give back the categories of Kant, with many thanks, for we could not use them. Fourth: To the Juniors we give and bequeath an earnest exhortation to fill our shoes effectively but not to stretch the toes. Fifth: To the Sophomores, our dear sisters, we give and bequeath an ex- ample of diligent attention to duty unmarred by any frivolity, together with our love. Sixth: To the Freshmen we give and bequeath the caution that it would be advisable to imitate our alert and military entrance to G. A. Seventh: To the entire Student Body we give all the money we have paid for late library books: also our books and g} ' m suits confined to the pound these many years. Eighth: We hereby nominate, constitute and appoint our sister class to be executrices under this Our last Will and Testament with the same full power to selK lease, transfer or convey any real property of which we may be seized or possessed as we might exercise were we here and personally acting. In Witness Whereof, We have hereunto set our hand and affixed our seal this fifth day of June, one thousand nine hundred and thirty-four. Class of ' 34 Signed, Sealed, Published and Declared by class of ' 34, the testators, as and for their last Will and Testament, to the presence of us who, at their request, and in their presence, and in the presence of each other, h ave hereunto sub- scribed our names: 1. Thrkh Little Pigs Address: Any radio. 2. Big Bad Wolf Address: Ditto. M. Harron 51 FOOTPRINTS 1 934 HAZING A LA CLASS OF ' 34 K AW and untried tliough we were when we entered, we had heard of the dreadful ha ing to which we would be subjected on entrance. Imagine then our delight, when we were not only royally entertained by the Juniors but appar- ently tolerated by all other classes. Our joy was short-lived. Came Friday G. A. and a terrifying letter delivered with proper intona- tions by the Soph president. We quaked, shuddered and giggled when she announced in sepulchral tones that she would meet us immediately after G. A. She came, robed in her black and stately gown, and read a series of direc- tions which left us breathless. Appropriate punishments she intimated would be meted out to those who failed in them. They read somewhat as follows: 1. Bring a man ' s pajama coat as a blouse. 2. A blanket for a skirt. }. A green bathing cap and a yard of yellow ribbon. 4. A whiskbroom attached by a rope to a hot-water bottle. 5. A green and yellow towel as a scarf, and a clothes-line belt. 6. Two potato bags trimmed with green ribbon. 7. Lunch for at least two. 8. Last, and crowning indignity, a scrubbing pail for books. We were to appear, if I remember rightly, at eight o ' clock Monday morning. Fulton Street and Woolworth ' s were alive on Saturday afternoon with the frantic members of the class of ' 34. Some of us dared to buy toy whiskbrooms and hot-water bottles instead of life-sized ones (and were thoroughly punished later, of course). The problem of obtaining a green and yellow towel was hor- ribly perplexing. Some solved it by purchasing face cloths and sewing them together; others made a very poor job of dyeing white ones, but everyone found some solution. On Monday morning, Clinton Avenue must have been startled, to say the least, to see streams of girls from every part of Brooklyn, Long Island and Man- hattan pass down its hallowed walks loaded with ill-disguised scrubbing pails. Some, indeed, brought beer pails which were even more suggestive. I do not think anyone will forget the tiny can Anne Connolly carried, which looked lost without its obviously appropriate pint. As we dressed in our atrocious costumes, we were hounded by Sophs with severe and humorless faces. If we dared laugh, as, of course, we had to, at the unorthodox pictures we presented, we were silenced in a moment. Having 52. FOOTPRINTS 1 934 d ressed, we were marched, a ragged and fantastic group, through lines of grin- ning girls, to the cafeteria. There we were presented with placards bearing our hazing names — delightful ones like Apple Blossom, Ophelia Pulse, Carrie McCann were given respectively to Dot Burgen, Lorrie Ansbro, and Agnes Brown. We were then led before a group of artists who liberally spattered our clean and wholesome faces with lipstick and arranged our hair by tearing holes in the caps, drawing the hair through and tying it with ribbons. Conse- quently, from the neck up we looked like devils and from the neck down like — well, I would rather not say. Thereafter at every free hour, including lunch, we were kept in the cafeteria to entertain the Sophs and all others desiring to attend. Two tables were placed along the wall to serve as a stage. At these, Margaret Stewart, Rash, was seated to act as pianist. This she did with gusto and charm, despite the fact that not one musical note smote our listening ears. At various times — in fact so often that we knew her by no other name — Lydia Fadrowsky ren- dered in a serious and earnest tone, Go Home and Tell Your Mother. Her intent expression was delightfully enhanced by her lipstick, streaked cheeks and good looking outfit. Another girl was ordered to sing the Kiss Waltz, but only using whiftle — whiffle — whiffle as words. Try the effect yourself. Mary Friel, a tiny thing, was labelled The Fearful Seven and interpreted I Wonder What ' s Become of Sally, at every opportunity. Margaret Merrill, as Athlete ' s foot, gave a touching talk on how the dread disease kept her out of the Daisy Chain. Perhaps the most amusing Act was the Chant of the Jungle. Please remember that during all these ridiculous antics, every smile of ours was greeted with a curt, Wipe that grin off your face, Freshie. In the Chant I especially remember Rose Keegan crawling along the floor, between chairs and under tables, as a snake. Punishment consisted of one of three things: ' O 1. Kneeling face to the wall. 2. Having a pail placed on our heads (It was here and in the 3rd that the beer pails were inadequate). 3. Being forced to sit in a pail, frequently with disastrous and ludicrous results. I nearly forgot the Theme of the entire proceedings. A song, it was, to be sung with a kindergartenish rhythm and accompanied by a deep salaaming effect. The song I give you boldly without any extenuating explanation. Wc arc the Class of ' 34 Our beads are as an oak door All the geniuses must be hi tin ' Class of ' 55. 53 FOOTPRINTS 1 934 On the l.isi d.i ' wc were forced to briiij; liard-boiled eggs which we were ordered to hiy in the most conspicuous phices in tlie school, to tlie accompani- ments of a raucous cackle. linally, we were blindiolded and led through the corridors, filled with gaping girls, to the auditorium ' s stage and again made to entertain. The last of the entertainment was the end of these seemingly endless days. Conceive then our disgust when, after days of cruel and inhuman treat- ment, the Sophs dared to cheer for the Freshmen — because they are so fine. Hazing, that jumble of giggles and punishment, beer pails and hot-water bottles, ribbons and gunny sacks, salaams and egg-layings, will remain clear in our memories, long after Latin and Greek and Math have fled into the unknown and II 11 remembered. M. Harron J4 FOOTPRINTS 1 934 CLASSES FOOTPRINTS 1 934 r JUNIOR CLASS President Cecelia M. Finn Vice-President Marie Blaber Secretary Eleanor Ivers Treasurer Mary A. Walsh U. A. Representative Helen Farrington 56 FOOTPRINTS 1 934 P re side 11 f Rita Favor Vice-President Dolores Pyne Secretary Dorothy Maguire Treasurer Helen Dermody U . A. Representative Virginia Norton SOPHOMORE CLASS FOOTPRINTS 1 934 FRESHMAN CLASS President Virginia N. Humphreys Vhe-Prcsiih ' i f Genevieve Wright Secretary Margaret Main Treasurer Yvonne Audioun IJ . A. Represciifat ' ive Florence Stewart 58 FOOTPRINTS 1 934 ACTIVITIES FOOTPRINTS 1934 T-jfjI ATHLETIC ASSOCIATION President Eucharia Mulligan, Secretary Margaret Callahan, Treasurer Margaret Grace, Basketball Manager Hockey Manager Rita Griffith, Marie Lilly, Chainnaii of Field Day Dorothy Grogan, Cheer Leaders 34 35 36 34 34 36 36 Dolores Pyne, Dorothy Tobin, ' 3 60 FOOTPRINTS 1 934 President Dorothy Harrison, ' 34 Secrefury-Tycasinrr Helen O ' Connor, ' 35 Libvariii)! Charlotte Dera ody, ' 35 Presentation, H. M. S. Pinafore, by Gilbert and Sullivan. GLEE CLUB FOOTPRINTS 1 934 71 DRAMATIC SOCIETY President Rose O ' Brien, ' 34 Vicc-Prcshlcnf L. Germaine Sexton, ' 34 Secretary Susan Swan ton, ' 34 Treasurer Mary Lavin, ' 35 Presentation, Qualify Street, by Sir Philip Barrie. 6z FOOTPRINTS 1 934 President Alice O ' Reilly, ' 34 Virc-PrcsiJcnf Christine Kavanagh, ' 34 Secretary Edna Cronin, ' 3 5 Treasurer Mary Wiest, ' 3 5 THE UNDERGRADUATE ASSOCIATION FOOTPRINTS 1934 LORIA BOARD Edifor-in-Chicf Kathleen Sheehan, ' 35 Business Manager Jane Gorman, ' 34 Business Staff Edna Brennan, ' 35 Elizabeth Devlin, ' 35 Margaret Kennedy, ' 36 Associate Editors Mary Doyle, ' 34 Josephine Pisani, ' 34 Dorothy Duffy, ' 36 Marthe Quinotte, ' 34 Rose Keegan, ' 34 Susan Swanton, ' 34 Dorothy Kilcoin, ' 34 Mary Walsh, ' 35 Elizabeth Zangle, ' 3 5 64 FOOTPRINTS 1 934 LITERARY THE POETRY OF THE TEMPEST DID YOU HEAR? HONORE DAUMIER TEA, AS USUAL A SLEEP AND A FORGETTING Kathleen Sheehan, ' 35 Dorothy Kilcoin, ' 34 Marthe Quinotte, ' 34 Dorothy Dempsey, ' 34 Mary Doyle, ' 34 FOOTPRINTS 1 934 THE POETRY OF THE TEMPEST In llh ' I ' ciii pcsl , Sh;ikcspcarc reaches ilic zenith of unri ,illecl poetic expres- sion with his strange power of imagery, his mastery of all the tones of emotion and his exquisite toiiclies upon the shores of infinity- 1 hose individual charac- teristics that had made his former plays masterpieces were held, as if in solution, by this alchemist-poet until his production of The Tempest when he crystallized them into one emanation of great light. Not only do the lines sing themselves into our consciousness but even the story is divine madness. It is the work of one who creates and does not copy; of one who is an idealist, not a realist. For the fullest interpretation of the intricacies of this delightful, disarming story, the poet pleads for the application of all our intellectual powers. He begs us to cast aside the enchaining bond of the hteral word and exist in the plenitude of pure thought. He says: Noil I uciiit Spiii s ) enforce, iirf to euchdut. Let your iinlulgeiice set me free. ' Essentially, he is not a man of experience; he is a man of inspiration pleading for understanding. We must take upon ourselves the faith of a little child and play make-believe with Ariel, but we must be wise enough to discern, beneath this gayness, the clear, swift-flowing current of a mighty theme. With the artist ' s sensitive insight, he divines innumerable comparisons. His prolific mind is forever seeking to present his subject to a rarer light. The very essence of things shines through his words, as sun-colored pebbles shine through clear water. Miranda ' s eye-lashes are fringed curtains, grief that draws pain and age upon a face is beauty ' s canker, modesty is the peerless Miranda ' s dower. Deeper than e ' er plummet sounded his perception goes far into the very depths of similitude and in the realm of delicate relationships he reigns supreme. The advice and comfort Prospero gives to Ferdinand is crowned by this loftiest of concepts: We are such stuff As dreams are made on; and our little life Is rounded with a sleep. The music of The Tempest is as deeply imbedded into its substance as are the utterances of its characters. Music forms a suitable background for the magic and airiness of its theme, for even as other plays need forceful words, so this play needs subtle music. Its action is set to music and its songs advance the story. The very nature of the ideal life of the isle full of noises, sounds and sweet airs that give delight and hurt not demands a setting that can be ex- pressed in the freedom of singing. Ariel, a thing of beauty, invisibly flying and 66 FOOTPRINTS 1 934 singing, invites Ferdinand to come into the yellow sands and silently kiss the wild waves. All of his songs throb to the dancing rhythm of his restless spirit. He is the embodiment of music — the substance that seems to live in the notes and causes them to vibrate on the air. One can almost see him dance as he sings: Foot if fcatly, here ami there; And suect sprites, tin- burthen hear ; the verv beat of dancing pulsates in the lines. As the messenger of Prospero, he is the connecting link between this master of magic and the outside world. He explains the voyagers ' miraculously preserved appearance, even after their fear- ful experience in the sea, to intensify the ever-growing impression of Prospero ' s strangeness: Those are pearls tLiat were his eyes, Nothing of him that doth fade But doth suffer a sea-change Into something rich and strange. When Prospero is about to set Ariel free, Ariel bursts forth into a song of glad- ness: Where the bee suc zs, there suck I: hi a coHslip ' s bell I lie; There I couch when ouls do cry. On the bat ' s back I do fly After summer merrily. Merrily, merrily shall I live now Under the blossom that hangs on the bough. Here in a few short phrases is joyous motion and the unrestrained merriment of a dance. There are two who are the antithesis of Ariel — the substantial Stephano and the earthly Caliban. Stephano introduces himself with a rough, sea-going ditty and the elemental monster sets in motion the beat to be found in savage, wild chanting: ' Ban, ' Ban Cacaliban Has a new master: — get a new man. The loftiest expressions of the play are in poetry; these earthly creatures speak in prose. In this play Shakespeare studied his characters minutely and placed upon their lips the musical utterances that would best express them. The beauty of much of the poetry lies in its great suggestive power rather than in any expressed concept. From this inexhaustible source of fancy we are able to take away diverse and delightful images from a single statement. Ariel ' s little song Where the bee sucks, is a complete autobiography in a short space. We see Ariel as a skyey altogether creature, seeking sustenance at the blossom- ing line tree of the bee, couching in a flower or sailing on a bat ' s wing at night- fall, forever untouchable, eternally free. He is a pure spirit, the personification of intellect, every-winging, never to leave the sky. Again, from the prosaic 67 FOOTPRINTS 1 934 conversation ot tlic ship-wrecked men, wc jjlimpsc Prospero ' s majjic. Gonzalo says: Our nanncnt ' i — hold their trcshncss — being rather new-dyed than stained witli salt water. Surely this is not a natural occurrence and from so few words we build a complete mental picture of this island ' s magic. When I ' rospero frees Ferdinand and gives Miranda to him, he says: I have given sou a third of mine own life. Prospero regards himself, his dead wife and his daughter, Miranda, as a complete unit. He himsell does not exist as an entity; he is a part of the other two. To take av ay any part is to lessen the perfection of the whole. Thus Shakespeare, with the power of condensation so necessary to the artist, dis- closes vast realms of thought in careful, concise phrases. Shakespeare, the recording angel of all time, strangely mingles laughter and tears. Sunt liicriiinic rcntiii. But on the very ledge of sorrow, he plants a hope. When the ship is foundering, Gonzalo says of a sailor: Methlnks he has no drowning mark upon him; his complexion is perfect gallows. This is a brave touch of humor. And the play itself lingers between gladness and despair. The bard sublime can so mix his ingredients that the result savors of truth. To quote Hazlitt: His plays are expressions of passions — not descriptions of them. The world ' s greatest poetry has in it a quality that links it with the divine and like to the lark at the break of day arising it soars as if on wings. It is that — its upward flight — that causes men to reach after it and yearn for its pure beauty of perfection. The poets of the ages ask men to look beyond the earth and see the stars and surely this, their message, is as important as their manner of singing. The author of The Tempest is a great poet and he, too, has a message beautifully interwoven in phantasy. Prospero is the embodiment of intellectual things. He is portrayed as some high personage possessing great power and in the very beginning we learn of its cause: Kiioiiing I loved my books, he funiish ' d me From mine own library with volumes that I prize above my dukedom. Opposed to him is Caliban, the sensual creature, whom he conquers and makes his servant. Delicate Ariel is as the desire for knowledge enticing the earth-born to the inner shrine. And Miranda, the wonder, is the reward of effort — the silver bride of him admitted. When Ferdinand first sees Miranda, he wishes to take her unto himself to possess her completely and forever. But Miranda is not an ordinary bride or why should Prospero impose such harsh measures for access upon Ferdinand? He says: This sivift business I must uneasy make lest too tight winning Make the prize light. So Ferdinand does Prospero ' s bidding and reflects: The mistress which 1 serve quickens ivhat ' s dead And makes my labours pleasures. 68 FOOTPRINTS 1934 It is significant that we see Ferdinand, the favored one, in the sacred cell of Prospero whereas the rest of the voyagers are merely invited to it. But Stephano and his friends can never enter the saiicfiini siuicturuiu because they are the earthborn who do not try to touch the sky. Without any effort, Stephano wants the sweet isle where I shall have my music for nothing. And thus we have the perfect climax: the initiate tested and received, the peerless prize fa- vorably bestowed. The Tempest presents the unfolding of an epic theme — the struggle and achievement of a creature striving for his ideal. The sensual lower passions are suppressed and the lamp of pure intellect shines unobstructed. Shakespeare ' s story is as old as the world is old. There is embodied in most of the religions of the world a creature ' s thirst for perfection and his struggle to attain it. This theme, then, places before us the end and answer to all living — the leading of a soul from darkness into light. With it the poetry of Shakespeare reaches its heights. Kathleen Sheehan, ' 35 69 FOOTPRINTS 1 934 DID you HEAR? I IIRST MIT Johnny last summer a: our fraternity l-n)athousc. He used to hire canoes there sometimes. That day there was only one canoe left. First we were going to toss a coin for it, but he suggested we take our day ' s trip to- gether. Though I had reason to regret it, 1 cannot help admitting that it was one of the picasantest days I have ever spent. He told me he was twenty-six, though I had thought he looked much younger. He said that he had been around the world five times as a cabin boy, that he had a twin brother, that he had been arrested seven times, that he had won the tennis championship at some tournament in Paris, that his father, who had died a few months before, had been one of the Morgan partners, that he had had a book of poems pub- lished (by the way, he offered to give me an autographed copy), that he owned several dog kennels in different parts of New York State, and a hundred other things that I have since forgotten. He told me all this so vividly and in such a frank way, telling me both good and bad incidents in his life, that it never occurred to me to doubt him. It was not until I innocently happened to mention Johnny ' s twin brother to some of the boys at the boathouse, that I realized I had been taken for a ride. My fraternity brothers rocked with laughter. It was quite some minutes before one of them had recovered sufficiently to say, Johnny is at it again. So it ' s a twin brother now. Well, he certainly has imagination enough for himself and somebody else. Don ' t you know that Johnny is the only child in the world his dear mama and dad have? His dad? I demanded incredulously. He told me his father was dead. They all began to roar again, so I gathered that his worthy sire was very much alive. I did not press the point any further, but I began to have more than vague suspicions about that autographed copy of his poems that I was to receive. Oddly enough, though, I did not hold it against him for having made me an object of ridicule to my fraternity. That was one of Johnny ' s miraculous quali- ties, to make himself liked, to stay being liked, in spite of everything. I became very friendly with him and we went on many canoe trips together all summer. At first he was a continuous source of amusement to me because he always kept me guessing. I never knew whether what he was telling me was true, or merely a creation of his vivid imagination. By the time he finished telling some of his stories, I could see that he really believed them himself. Sometimes, how- ever, he involved himself and me, also, in most embarrassing predicaments. Johnny started all his tales with a very enthusiastic, Did you hear? Then I knew that he forgot he was Johnny and had become anybody from Napo- leon ' s descendant to Lindbergh ' s long-lost brother. It was a funny complex he had, because he was nearly always caught; but that didn ' t seem to bother him in the least. And yet he had graduated with honors from college that year and had even won a fellowship which he had refused. I found this out from some- body else. He would never be bothered telling me a thing like that because it 70 FOOTPRINTS 1934 had really happened. He circulatd wild stories about me which made me unable to recognize myself. Strange to say, the stories he told about other people, and me especially, were always flattering. His parents were continually embarrassed when friends congratulated them on their son ' s winning the swimming or the chess championship. He had the police on his trail for months for a false report of burglary that he had given. One day, reality came to Johnny. He had been going around with some girl named Eileen for a couple of months. He had given her an even more excit- ing history of himself than he had given me. He had stopped being Lindbergh ' s brother and had become everything from an Arctic explorer to a Russian exile. Then, just for the sake of being dramatic and telling a good story, he asked her to marry him and bought her an engagement ring — which I paid for, inciden- tally. He had no more intention of marrying her than he ever had of telling the truth. The day was drawing near for the wedding which he had planned in one of his moments of exhilaration! He came to me frantically one morning at about half-past six and de- manded that I help him. I wasn ' t any too sympathetic, I guess, because I was getting a little bit tired of his scrapes. Besides that, I was very sleepy. So I sug- gested that he just leave town for a while and leave Eileen a note saying he was dead or something like that. He was highly indignant! He was surprised that I would suggest that he do such an untruthful thing. He couldn ' t understand at all why I laughed. My next suggestion was that he marry Eileen. But he informed me that he had pawned the engagement ring which he had taken from her to have adjusted. Besides that, I could see that he had no intention of marrying anybody. My resistance was worn down by this time, so I agreed to try to help him. It seemed that whatever happened I was to leave Eileen with a good impression and a tender memory. I got the engagement ring out of the pawn shop and went to see her that night. I explained to her, in as tactful a way as possible, that Johnny had been a little untruthful about his age to her in order that he might win her more easily, and that being only twenty, he could not marry without his parents ' consent which they would not give. Eileen did not interrupt me while I was speaking, but when I had finished she said very quietly, Yes, I know he ' s been lying to me ever since I first saw him. I guessed it weeks ago. So I gave her back the engagement ring, but the speech I was supposed to have made about the tender memory stuck in my throat. I was spared the trouble though, be- cause to my utter amazement, as I was leaving she said, I ' ll always remember Johnny; he was a swell kid. Although I was thoroughly disgusted with being Johnny ' s go-between, I met him at the club late that night to tell him what had happened. His relief was so great that it was almost funny. We stood together looking at the river out the boathouse window for a while. Then he said, I ' ll never, never tell another lie or make up another story again. I congratulated him and told him how glad I was. A crowd of the boys came in then and I got separated from him. A little while later I went out on the dock to look at my canoe, and I heard Johnny saying to a newcomer at the club, Did you hear how I ? Dorothy Kilcoin, ' 34 71 FOOTPRINTS 1 934 Courte-sv oi Mn THE THIRD CLASS CARRIAGE HONORE DAUMIER I L FAUT ETRE DE SON TEMPs is a phrase which eminently characterizes the man Daumier and his work. He turned his back dehberately upon the Lor- raine landscape and lifted more than an eyebrow at the pseudo-classic painters of his day. With the loud sounds of a trumpet he proclaimed the coming of an age of realism and impressionism. Possessing the keenness of a transition poet who has sifted the good from the past and has a prophetic touch of what is to come, Daumier made himself great. His unfailing interest was the intimate study of human nature. He too realized that the proper study of mankind is man. Fortunately he had both the courage and the ability to see the stupidity under the polished surface of the human and to reveal true nature, 72 FOOTPRINTS 1 934 sometimes with the most devastating results. He watches a man and his wife drinking soup in the sweetest of harmonies. A crooked smile illuminates his face and then almost laughing aloud he takes up his pen and immortalizes the homely scene forever. He is like a child who, after long hours of diligent search, has come upon a lovely shell. Daumier, after long hours of patient watch, has come upon the naked soul. With the sweeping lines of a fevered pencil he exag- gerates, hoping that the glaring light will show the fault so great that we will feel the futility of our stupid ambitions. No one escapes. The noble lady who believes herself another Sappho is cruelly exposed by this Moliere of line — the professional smile of two rival lawyers who congratulate each other speaks of much that is far beneath the surface. In the stolid picture a French peasant and his wife, fat and aproned souls, smile with the proudness of nouveau riche upon their land so near Paris. With the strength of a great symbolist he lays utterly bare the false values and the hypocrisy of the middle class. In a clever etching of an audience at a concert he shows lorgnetted women greedily taking in dress details. Pitilessly, he depicts successful business men nodding, ears closed to the m usic. Certainly no audience, however bad, was so completely inattentive. But he shows himself truly, as the French poet Baudelaire said of him, a lemon tyrannical. He shows the greed of the bourgeois; he lays bare the falsity of fat politicians and the intolerance of the government. He believes the bourgeois to be so typical of the human race that even his goddesses wear bourgeois heads. Daumier ' s portraiture displays, as never before, the poverty of spirit and the vices of the mind. His caricature is formidable but it is without malice. He stings his subjects, as the master flogs the schoolboy, hoping fondly that this means will justify the end. The energy with which he paints the evil proves the beauty of his soul. It is with the high idealism of the new reformers that he youthfully sweeps all before him. Each piece of work is polished until it is like a shining bit of fire. He is sincere in his criticism of the evil of politics but he still has faith in the beauty of maternity. His Third Class Carriage is wonderful in its humanity. The roundness of the infants unconscious yet of their sordid surroundings, the stupid naivete of their fat mothers and the struggle and tiredness in their fathers are Daumier ' s message to the Paris public. Here, I will shock you out of your smugness. And he did. All is addressed to the Frenchman for Daumier knows him per- fectly and is hopefully confident of his own influence over him. He avoids with care that which will not appeal to the French public. His daily contributions to the Nouiellcs Litteraires were acclaimed loudly. The flail was stinging but they delighted in it. His long finger pointed at the Blue Stockings, did much towards the eventual disappearance of those hypocrites. There is in him, how- ever, an independence which is typical of the moderns. He refuses to be chic. He avoids what is expected of him and delights in shocking. His humor is involuntary and escapes almost without his knowing it. In his knowledge of his age, his ridicule and his hope for it, this Michael Angelo of caricature truly was de son temps. Marthe Quinotte, ' 34 73 FOOTPRINTS 1 934 TEA, AS USUAL VJrandmot)!! R, Mrs. Pnu ii Rov Grantiiv. Aristocratic, white-haired, proud of t.xniilv, 70, walks witli .lid ot silvcr-hcadcd c.iiic, dressed in black silk dress with lace collar. Pi III II ' Roy Grantlky IV — her grandson, twenty-two, refined-looking, energetic. Priscii i.A Grani ' ley — pretty, earnest, idealistic, twenty, dressed in a .smart yet somber afternoon dress. HoBBKs — elderly, reserved butler. Anne Meredith — about 70, small, inclined to stoutness, sweet, old-fashioned small black hat on head, light summer black coat, carries her knitting in a large black bag. Time: between three and four of an afternoon in the early part of June. At the he; ii!- niii of the play the sun seems to be shining outside, if one may judge from the light shouing behind the draperies on the window. As the play progresses, the light gradually changes from the rosy shade to a somber gray so that the room is almost dusk. As the curtain rises, Mrs. Grantley is sitting in the wing chair and Miss Mere- dith is itting in the chair on the right of the audience. Miss Meredith is knitting placidly. Both are silent — the silence of perfect understanding betueen two old friends. Miss Meredith: 1 saw the children this morning, Alice. Philip has grown to be a fine man, hasn ' t he? And Priscilla is charming. Mrs. Grantley (smiles contentedly) : They ' re everything one could expect, . ' Hnne. I ' ve tried so hard to give them everything a Grantley should have. M:ss Meredith {stops knitting for a minute and loo ' ;s up) : I know, Alice. And it hasn ' t been easy, has it? Mrs. Grantley: Oh, but it ' s been wortii ever) thing, Anne. They ' re all I have left, you know. Miss Meredith: You should be so proud, Alice. Mrs. Grantley: I ' m happy, Anne, that God has spared me to see them develop into such fine Grantleys. Miss Meredith: They ' ll be going to Europe? Mrs. Grantley: Yes. Miss Meredtih (looking at her sympatLwticall ) : How can you do that? Mrs. Grantley: Oh, I ' ll manage somehow. Miss Meredith: Alice, don ' t you think you ought to tell Philip and PrisciiU about t:i: state of your finances? They ' re grown up now, you know, and are ready lor responsi- bility. They could give so much assistance. Mrs. Grantley: I know, Anne, but they must have this year in Europe. I must give them a well rounded education. They must go to Europe and enjoy the culture there without any financial worries. This I feel is part of my very duty to them. Miss Meredith: I didn ' t think you ' d tell them. Well, I admire you, Alice, but I think you ' re doing the wrong thing. Mrs. Grantley: Perhaps so, Anne, — but it seems right to me. (Clock strikes ):}o) Miss Meredith: Oh, my, half-past three already — I must be going. (Rises, goes over, and kisses Mrs. Grantley on the forehead.) Do what you think best, dear. But I do wish you ' d change your mind. Mrs. Grantley: Thank you for your interest, Anne, but I know I ' m doing what ' s right. (Rings the bell on the table on her left hand: Hobbcs appears.) Miss Meredith is leav- ing, Hobbes. Miss Meredith: Good-bye, Alice. Mrs. Grantley: Good-bye, Anne. (Hobbes and Miss Meredith leave by the rear right exit. Mrs. Grantley sits in her chair, thinking and smiling a little for a minute, then gets up slowly and walks with the aid of a cane through the door on the left. A second Lifer, Priscilla appears in the door at the 74 FOOTPRINTS 1 934 ri ' ht backiliv c and looki aii iousl ahiiut fhe room. She looks hack into tbc hall ami then walks tl.ioif ht fully across the room ami sits down on the conch. She leans forward and stares at the floor. Her pretty face is set in flmiightfnl determined lines.) Philip: What ' s up, Sis? Hobbes said you had something important to say to me, though what important thing you could dig up in this dead place is beyond me. Priscilla: Sit down, Phil. {He sinks into the chair on the left.) I want to talk, to you — about this dead place. Phil: Well, what about it? I ' m sticking to it for a year as you made me promise after graduation. But I ' m telling you, it ' s nor making me love these ancestral halls a speck more. Priscilla: Philip, I release you from that promise. Phil {sittin; up straight) : You release me? Why, Cilia, why the sudden change? Priscilla: It ' s not sudden, Phil. I ' ve been thinking about it ever since I went to college. Little bv little I ' ve come to realize what an aimless sheltered life we ' ve been leading under Grandmother ' s guidance according to Grantley traditions. There are so many worth-while things co be done outside and we won ' t even know about them if we con- tinue this e.xistence. It ' s reached the point where I just can ' t stand it any longer. I ' ve had a job offered me at the clinic and I ' m accepting it. Phil: Why, Cilia, you know I ' ve been dying to break away. I tried to make ) ' ou realize that last year. Priscilla: I know. But I couldn ' t quite realize then the truth of what you were saying. This last year at the college, watching people meet real problems and surmount them, seeing girls working their way succcssfulK ' , has brought home to me how impossible this routine is. Phil {enthusiastically) : Good girl. Cilia, I ' ve been planning ever since you had me make that fool promise just what I ' d do when I was free. I ' m heading for New York to try my luck at newspaper work — to live a life that ' s full of excitement and thrills and real hard work. {More seriously.) But when will we tell Grandmother? Priscilla: I ' ve planned to do it this afternoon. Then we can make the 5:30 train out of here. {Gets up as she talks and walks hack and forth across front of stag e. Phil Hatches her sympathetically.) I can ' t spend another day in this house — up at seven, breakfast at eight, lunch at one, tea at 4:15, dinner at seven, retire at ten, card parties, visits, bazaars, everything as usual, the same old thing day in and day out, year in and year out. I can ' t stand it any longer. {Buries her head in her arms.) Phil {rises and puts his arm around her) : Take it easy, sis. {Leads her to sofa and sits on arm of it himself. His hand still rests on her shoulder.) We ' d better go lightly with Grandmother. After all, her routine and family ideals mean everj ' thing to her. {Clock chimes four o ' clock.) Pull yourself together. Grandmother will be here any minute. {Priscilla, sitting on the edge of the couch, tries to compose herself. As Grandmother appears at the door Phil rises, goes to her, and assists her to the ivinged chair. She thrusts the footstool aside with her cane hefore she sits dou ' n.) Grandmother: Good afternoon, dears. Rather cool weather for this time of year, isn ' t it. {After getting settled notices Priscilla.) What ' s the matter, Priscilla? You look rather pale. Did you go for your wrlk this afternoon, dear? Priscilla {in restrained tone) : Yes, Grandmother, I walked to the village and back. Grandmother: And a very pleasant walk that is. Many a time I ' ve walked it on just such a da -. Often with your late Grandfather, God rest his soul. {Turns toward portrait over the fireplace. Sighs. Then turns hack.) And vou, Philip, did you visit the rectory as I asked you? Phil: Yes, Grandmother. The new rector says he will be glad to comply with your request. Grandmother: A fine man, Mr. Crothers. He is so grateful for suggestions as to how the church has always been managed. But then the Grantleys would never tolerate an upstart. {She settles hack comfortahly.) And now, before tea is served, I want to discuss with both of you plans for the coming year. Now that Priscilla has been graduated from 75 FOOTPRINTS 1 934 college both of you will, of course, m.ike ihc tour of Kuropc. When would ' ou suggest starting, Priscilla? 1 suggest the end ot June. You know, of course, th.u .ill (irantleys always start for Europe the end of June. Priscilla {calmly and earnestly) : I ' m sorry, Grandmother. I ' m not going. Grandmother {leaning forward and looking anxiously at her) : Not going? Why, Pris- cilla, dear, what is the matter? Are you ill? Perhaps you ' ve been working too hard. Phil: No, Grandmother, she isn ' t ill. I ' m not going either. We wanted to tell you as gently as possible. We ' re cutting loose from the Grantley traditions. We ' re going out on our own. Grandmother: Why, children, children. (Lookiir jroiii one to the other in a jiiizzled way.) I don ' t understand — not going to Europe? Why, every Grantley has gone to Europe after graduation — your father, your uncles, your grandfather. (Face brightens.) You ' re joking, you young people are trying to tease me. (Looks hol eftilly from one to the other.) (Phil stares at the floor. Priscilla goes orer to her (iiiinil mother, sits on the footstool and takes her hand.) Priscilla: No, Grandmother, we ' re not teasing. We ' ve never been more serious. Philip and I are of a new generation. We ' re young and we ' re energetic — we want to do some- thing worth while — not follow the same pattern of past generations. Phil: Yes, Grandmother. We want to be individuals, not replicas of every Grantley that has ever lived. We want to make a name for ourselves. Grandmother (bewildered) : Go out into the world? Working like a common laborer? To make a name? No, I ' m afraid I don ' t understand. (Looks at them pleadingly.) Don ' t the traditions of the family mean anything to you? Priscilla: Yes, Grandmother, but not as a working plan for life. We want to work out our futures independently. Grandmother (nnlnlieringly) : But go out into the world — forsake the home that has sheltered you? Phil: Yes, Grandmother, that will have to be a part of it. Perhaps some day, when we ' ve earned the right, we ' ll come back again. But it will be different then. We may not have so perfect a life but, at least, it will be of our own making. Priscilla: Try and look at it that way. Grandmother. I must pack. (Kisses Grand- mother on forehead and hurries out.) Phil: And I must too. We ' re leaving this afternoon. (Picks up his Grandmother ' s hand, which has been resting on the arm of the chair, and kisses it.) You ' re a grand lady. Grandmother. Some day you will k now that we ' ve done the right thing. (He goes out.) HoBBES (appears in door and advances halficay down stage) : Will you have your tea now, Madam? (Mrs. Grantley is staring straight ahead. Hobbes advances nearer, gives a little cough, and then says, slightly londer) : Will you have your tea now. Madam? Mrs. Grantley ( ; an empty tone, still staring) : Yes, Hobbes, tea, as usual. Dorothy Dempsey, ' 34. 76 FOOTPRINTS 1 934 ' A SLEEP AND A FORGETTING I LIVED here a long time. I left the place years ago. And it looks the same now as it did then. Only cities change. The little town nestles into the earth and partakes of its warmth. But cities sprawl like a long-legged boy in a chair. My town is the same. So let us turn back the years, the long years. . . . I am eight, and I am big for my age. I live in the brown house next to the church. The house is brown with age, and the paint is scaling in curling rolls from the sides. And inside, the wall-paper is colored yellow, like cheese. That is important, remember that. It is all the same color because it is the cheapest that Mr. Barnes, the store-keeper, sells and my father couldn ' t afford any other color. And even then Mr. Barnes told my father that it was a special rate, just because he was an old customer of his. My father wagged his head as he always did, and said he would buy it. I know, because I was there. When my father brought the wall-paper home and showed it to my mother she cried. She said it was horrible, and couldn ' t stand looking at it. My father twisted his hands and looked down at her crying over the back of a chair. When he spo ke I was fright- ened apd ran into the next room. His voice sounded as if he had been hurt and wounded in his heart. I don ' t remember what happened when I came in the kitchen afterwards, because I had forgotten about the wall-paper. Whenever I went in the dining-room I always saw the picture of General Grant staring at me. And that made me think of war. Then I used to get out my battered soldiers that I got for Christmas the year before last, and play war. So, when I came into the kitchen the next time, I had forgotten all about it. And the next day the yellow wall-paper was being put on the walls by my father. My father can do anything. He is a carpenter by trade, but he can paint when there isn ' t any carpenter work, or lay a stone wall, or cultivate a garden, or work in a potato field. He is a handy man. That is what they call him in the town. Once my mother spoke sharply to my father for letting himself be called that. She said that it was derogatory to his character. He shrugged his shoulders as he always did, and looked at the floor. And I saw my mother ' s lips tremble and work, and tears came in her eyes. My father saw the tears too, and he put his hand on her arm, and smiled. My mother looked down a moment and when she raised her eyes she smiled through her tears, but the smile was blurred and twisted. My mother is like that. She cries often. It doesn ' t take much to make her cry. She is little in body, too, and sometimes she shakes when she is crying. When she presses me to herself, as she often does, I can tell how thin she is. She isn ' t fat like Mrs. Bayne , who lives next door, or Mrs. Ferrell, the judge ' s wife. But I wouldn ' t want to be clasped to their breasts. They would smother me. I have just come home from school. I haven ' t gone into the house ) ' et. The sun is warm, and the trees float on the breeze, and so I am staying outside. And yes, I am afraid to go inside. My mother can read my eyes, she would see what had happened. I talked back to the teacher; and she had to punish me. She sent me to the back of the room and had me look out the window. I couldn ' t move either, and I had to stay there for an hour and a half. My mother can tell when something is wrong, and I am afraid to go inside. If I stay outside perhaps she won ' t see me, and she may go away later, or my father will go in and I will follow him. She is looking out the window and I cannot move away, because I see her. Now she sees me and taps on the window for me to come in. I nod my head and walk very slowly, oh, so slowly, toward the brown door. As I go in the kitchen door, I keep my head down, and now I have tripped over the rug near the door. I look up, and my mother is turning around. Why hadn ' t I taken 77 FOOTPRINTS 1 934 care? Now she will surely know. My mother is speaking lo nie: Plejse pick your feet up when you come in the house, Edward. And she is about to turn her eyes back to the pan of potatoes when she sees my glance, full of hope and shame. Now I look into the corner of the room and my face grows red as fire. My mother stares at me, and when I raise my eyes I look into her face below mine. She kneels, clutching my body to her own, pressing me to her thinness. Suddenly I see how thin her wrist is, and the sleeves of her dress hang loose about her arms. She seeks my eyes with questions. I cannot look away. What has happened, Edward? What did you do? I talked back to Miss Glenn, mother. I speak firmh , but I look at the checkered linoleum floor. I can feel her hands tighten over my arms quickly when I say that. Talked back! Why, Miss Glenn told me you were the quietest boy in the whole room and the most well-behaved. That ' s not like you, at all. Somehow my tongue is caught in my jaws, and I cannot answer. 1 feel a flood of hot blood go to my head. At last I find my voice. It wasn ' t my fault, mother. Miss Glenn said I was talking to Mary Ferrell, ard I wasn ' t, wasn ' t, wasn ' t at all. . . . My words stumble over each other, and now I feel the pressure of her hand, and 1 stop abruptly. I speak more slowly. Miss Glenn couldn ' t see because her back was to our row. I wasn ' t talking to Mary; it was Georgie Starr and Ben Thomas that sit in the next row to us. And I told Miss Glenn that we hadn ' t talked. She asked who it was then, and I wouldn ' t tell her, and she sent me to the back of the room to stand for over an hour alone. Now my mother is standing, and she passes her hand over her face, and I think she sways as she stands. But no, now she is straight and smiles on me. You were right, Edward. Never admit you arc wrong when you aren ' t. That is cowardlv. Do as vou please — that is the only brave thing, and admit you did the things you really did do. But never those that you didn ' t. I wish I had done as 1 pleased. . . . Mv mother had been talking, but I hadn ' t understood what she said. For, while she was talking, I had seen one of my battered soldiers lying under the black and shiny stove. I had been playing with them last night beside the stove when Mrs. Bayne came in, and in the torrent of talk and excitement that she always cast around her, I must have for- gotten that soldier. And he w ' as the captain. Then in the midst of what she is saying, mv mother coughs. The spasm seems to grip her vitals, and, as she shakes under the effect, it sounds hollow and deep. She grasps the edge of the table to steady herself, and bends quivering over its top. I catch her dress, and speak to her. What ' s the matter, mother? Can ' t you stop coughing? But she does not answer, and I grow afraid. Again I pluck at her dress. And in the midst of that dreadful wheez- ing and gasping, I scream, Mother! Mother! She cannot hear me, for she does not turn toward me. I begin to tremble and suddenly I start crying. I bury my head in the folds of her dress and cry. Her hand feels my tears, and now the spasm gradually stops. She is speaking to me: Go get Mrs. Bavne, get Mrs. Bayne. I look at her face, and her eyes bulge. I forget my tears and I run into the yard where I see Mrs. Bayne raking her garden. . . . The doctor says my mother is very sick. I must not make any noise or do anything to annoy my mother. Her face is white and drawn, and a red spot lingers in her cheek. Mrs. Bayne helps her with her work. She quivers when she talks; and if she talks too long to any one, she coughs, a horrid cough that wells up from her throat like it did that last week. And sometimes a smear of blood stains her lips. My father is home, for as I come into the house I can see him in the kitchen get- ting supper. He can cook or do anything. They call him a handy man in the town. Now he sees me and calls cheerfully, Hello, Edward, how long have you been home? He knows how long I have been home, but he always asks me just the same. And I answer, as I always do, Ever since school, father. I go into the kitchen and watch him peel the potatoes. He speaks to me. How is mother, Edward? He does not look up from the potatoes, but I see the knife stop cutting for a second. I suddenly see, too, how lined his face is. I do not know 78 FOOTPRINTS 1 934 how to answer, but at last I sav to him, I guess she ' s the same. He does not look up. Now I see the gray in his hair as he bends over his work. I do not remember the gray hairs there before. And again I feel that hardness in my throat. I have never forgotten my father the night that my mother had the terrible spell of coughing. When he came home from working at Ferrell ' s and found the doctor and Mrs. Bayne laboring over my mother, and I alone in the kitchen lying upon the floor, he was like a man who had lost his mind. He rushed upstairs, and the doctor had to force him from my mother. Then he came down where I was lying upon the floor and stumbled over me. I cried out in pain, and commenced to sob, as I had been domg before he came home, but he did not hear me, and walked into the half dark outside. And there I cried and rolled on the hard, slipper ' linoleum until Mrs. Bayne came downstairs and gathered me into her wide bosom. My father did not come back until I had gone to sleep, and I did not see him again until morning. Then he took me in his hands, and brought my head to his body so that I could hear his heart beating, and he pressed me to him, and then he rumpled my hair, and tossed me in the air. He smiled at me, and he said, Did the Indians catch you last night, Edward? I shook my head, for I did not know what he meant, and then I saw he was not listening to me. He was looking at me, but he did not see me, and his eyes .showed grim and hard. I lowered my eyes, and sud- denly I could not stay in the room longer, and I ran out of the kitchen into the dewy grass and breaking sunlight. Now I wait beside him while he gets supper for me and mother and himself. He goes swiftly from table to stove and he moves lightly from covered pan to the steaming kettle. ' I stand near the kettle and the hot steam wreathes around my face, and soon I move away, for a heat comes to my head and my eyes swim and my cheeks break in sweat. Now and then my father smiles at me, a smile that crinkles in his eyes and gathers in the corners of his mouth. A quick joy is in me when he smiles like that. When my mother smiles it is sad and her eyes tell of something deep that I cannot understand. Before she became sick, her smile was like feeling velvet or hearing the sudden song of a bird, breaking forth in the midst of silence, such as 1 once heard on a warm shining day last summer while I was plaving in the fields beside Mr. Noble ' s barn in vacation time. Now, when she smiles I cannot feel her smile. I wish it were summer again. In the summer my mother will be well, and my father will not have gray hairs among the black for me to see when he bends toward me. And in summer I do not think cold, dark thoughts that frighten all joyous ones from my mind. My father goes out carrying a tray. He is taking supper to my mother upstairs. Now I sit on the broken chair beside the warm stove, and look on the shiny surface of its top. I cannot but think of summer, and then sometimes I think of my mother ' s hand plucking at the books, and then I think of her thin wrist and her eyes. ... So I remain, and at last my father comes into the kitchen. He does not look at me, and I see that his eyes are shiny, and his hands move about his lap when he sits down near the little, rickety table. I speak to him. What is the matter, father? He does not hear. He does not look around. He sits there silent, and his head is upon his chest, looking, looking at his shifting hands. I look at his hands and I see a splash of blood on one of them. I am frightened. What is the matter, father? ' ' hat is that on our hands? Now he hears me. He turns toward me quickly and hides his hands from me. He says, There is nothing on my hands, son. But he sees I still do not stop seeking his hands with my eyes, and then he says, Oh, do you mean the blood? I cut myself with my knife this morning. He shows me his hands for a moment, but I do not see any cut, only a splotch of blood on the back of his hand. And he goes to wash it off at the sink. I do not say more, for I am thinking of the lead soldiers I had seen in Mr. Barnes ' store. All bright in crimson and blue paint they are, and they each carry bravely a brown twig-like musket, and their captain a silver sword. I had seen them this morning while going to school, and my head was full of their brightness the whole morning. If they were mine, I would use them as mv own soldiers and the old, battered veterans as 7 FOOTPRINTS 1 934 the enemy. 1 low ni.my maneuvers and tl.inkings might 1 m.ike with the two armies. Ambushes and bloody battles fill my mind as I sit opposite my father eating supper. After supper I bring out my old troop and divide them into two armies. I never favor either side, and at the end neither army can claim a victory. Over and over my armies fight their war. Move one lone man here. Now let him steal close to the enemy and deliver a sudden blow. But he fails, and he dies and is removed from the scene of battle. Now the main body of one army marches to the left of the other, and lunges in a flanking movement at the thin, wavy line of the enemy army. Hut neither can conquer, and I soon weary and 1 sit with my soldiers scattered about me, and my eyes cast over with slow tides of sleep. My father, coming downstairs, finds me nodding, and he takes me by the hand and leads me to bed. At the head of the stair 1 can see my mother in the white bed. I go to her and I lean over her and she puts her arms around my shoulders, and she kisses me. Her lips are dry. I look at her and her face is yellow and dry. It looks as if there were no more blood in it. I look again, and it seems to mc that her face takes on the color of the yellow wall-paper behind her. In my room I undress quickly and get in the wide bed. I sleep with my father ever since my mother has been sick. At first I cannot sleep, and thoughts of startling and brilliant acts on my part go through my head, like commanding a huge army of maybe even a thousand men and defeating another great army advancing toward us with flash- ing flags and sudden colors. I dream of my brave deeds. In the combat and after the battle I order my men to retreat to give the enemy a chance to recover for the great conflict the next day. And at last I go to sleep. Several times I awake and each time my father is not beside me. And each time I sleep again. And then I wake at the sound of voices in the hall and footsteps ring outside the door. They come to me in a blur. I can catch only sounds. Then I cannot hoar them again, and soon sleep veils me. And now I sit up abruptly in bed, and I am wide-awake, and, for some reason, afraid. Outside of the black, unseen door only an arm ' s length from me, I hear little noises. Sounds that I cannot recognize, and which only frighten me the more. Sharp, running tremors swiftly creep over me. Now I scream, Father! Father! The tears stream down my face, and I jerk in a fit of fright. The door is thrown open beside me all at once. My father comes in. In the light of the hall I see his face, and in the second of the flash it seems that it is twisted and coiled into a knot. But I see it for only a second, and when he speaks his voice is soft and low and kind. What is the matter, son? What on earth have you been doing? As soon as he says that, I know that I have been foolish, and I am ashamed and I immediately stop crying. I try to think quickly of an excuse. But I cannot for a moment. Mad thoughts whip and whirl through my mind. And the tiny tremors go less and less over me. My father leans over me. I feel his breath. He lays his hand on my head and strokes away the drying tears. Now he sits on the bed. Why, what was the trouble, Edward? His voice is low and restrained and kindly. My words loose themselves. . . . They tell me my mother is dead. Mrs. Bayne says so, and I know she is not playing with me as she used to do, because her eyes look sober and sad. They seem to tell me something, and sometimes I cry just at their look. They look at me like my mother did. Mrs. Bayne won ' t let me go to school and I wander in the house from room to room. I have not seen my father since that night when my mother died. I didn ' t know she had died until the morning. What does it mean when someone dies? I cannot understand. Mrs. Bayne says that I won ' t see my mother for a long time, and then suddenly, when I die, I will meet her. Why is that? I wish to see her now. I can remember her light-colored hair, but I want to feel it. I can recall her dry, yellow face, but I wish to touch it. Her dry, yellow face. . . . I am sitting in the corner of the dining-room, sitting close to the two hard walls. A vast restlessness excites me. I am not restless in my body, but I think all of the time 8o FOOTPRINTS 1 934 of mother. I have cried, and Mrs. Bayne has soothed me in her arms. Now I cannot cry, but thoughts leap and jump through my head, and my eyes burn and throb. Always do I think of her yellow, sere face. Yellow as the wall beside me. And now suddenly, calmly, tears roll down in the dirty streaks on my face upon my hands. Tears stream quietly, and I do not cry aloud or seek to brush them away. My hands are scorched with the tears, and I draw them back. Now they cease as quickly as they came. And I sit motionless, but my mind is racing with images and thoughts, and slippery, wispy words. I have wandered from room to room, from downstairs to upstairs, and I cannot find my mother anywhere. I can see the white bed, but she is not upon it. I can brush aside the curtains before her closet, and touch her weary, hanging clothes, but I cannot feel her body inside them. Mrs. Bayne is in the kitchen. She has stayed with me all of the time. And I have not seen my father since that night. But I do not think of him, and Mrs. Bayne does not speak of him to me. Now I find that I have been looking at General Grant, who looks at every one who comes in the room. And yet he stares at me now, and I feel his look follow me as I turn my head. He does not move, and he knows what I am doing. Won- derful General Grant! I arise from the corner and go to the window. The sky is gray and hazv, and the bare, brown sod and fields look gloomv and bedraggled. The sun is hidden bv a shield of haze, and its light is frozen and sodden. A gray sky can ' t be taken in your hands like a blue sky; it slips out from between your fingers. Even as I watch, little flakes come slowly down through the gloom and fall on the bare ground. Gradually the flakes grow larger, and now a quickening flood of them rush to the earth. I always remember when I see snow falling the pillow that I threw one morning across the room and which burst into a thousand little feathers floating to the floor. Even now I grin a little as I recall my mother when she saw the room and the pillow. The snow slowly sprinkles its white cover over all. Now I see a figure coming up the road. It is bareheaded and it seems to sway and turn ... It conies up to our yard. And now it enters the yard and comes toward the door. It is my father! The snow has spattered his head and his shoulders, for he is now wearing a coat, and I can see his worn and haggard face as he goes around the house to the kitchen door. I rush out to the kitchen. Mrs. Bayne sits by the stove, dozing. Father ' s coming, Mrs. Bayne! She starts upright and stares at me. And then my father comes in the door. I rush to him. He looks at me dully, and then he says, Hello, Edward, and I draw back and look at him. For he speaks thickly and his face is spotted with mud and snow. He leans over me, and his breath is bitter. Then Mrs. Bayne speaks. Go in the other room, Edward. I don ' t wish to go and I stay watching mv father and she takes me by the hand and leads me into the next room. She pulls the box of my soldiers from under the sofa and says, Here, play with these for a while. And she leaves me with them and closes the door between us. But I gaze at the toys and I see how battered and tiny they are. Little leaden things! I cannot any longer play with soldiers for something deep in me twists. I take them in my hands and scatter them all over the carpet. There they lie, and they are dead forever. Then, as I lie upon the floor, my head buried in my arms, I hear dull tones that slip through the door. I get up and listen at the door. They are talking, the both of them in hard, loud voices. I can hear Mrs. Bayne say, And what about Edward? X ' hat will become of him? And my father replies in a thick, twisted tongue, He can go to school. Just that, He can go to school. Mrs. Bayne speaks again and her voice is sharp but I am not listening. I have not thought of school. But I have stayed home enough. I remember the old reader that I had, and its stories of flowers and birds. My mother used to listen to me read every evening. She used to nod while I read and tell me tales that I liked even better than those in the book. I rub mv hands in my eyes. It is so short a time. She used to hear me read each evening. . . . The next lesson in the reader is about King Solomon. The next lesson in the reader is about King Solomon and the bee. . . . Mary Doyle, ' 34. 81 FOOTPRINTS 1 934 STUDENT DIRECTORY Alainio, Beatrice Allen, Catherine Allen, Jane AU)isio, ' ita Aniar, Renee Andersen, Isabellc Anderson, Arlcnc Ansbro, Dolores Anthony, Collettc Aubry, Jeanne Audioun. Nonne Baiocchi, Marie C. Baiocchi, Rose B. Beatty, Virginia P. Bender, Elizabeth Bennett, Frances Bennett, Ruth Bier, Margaret Billies, Marian Billington, Emily Bird, X ' ivian Blaber, Marie Braithwaite, Miriam Brennan, Claire Brennan, Edna R. Brennan, Eileen Brown, Agnes H. Browne, Helen A. Bruce, Edythe Buckley, Grace Burden, Dorothy Burke, Rosemary lOI m3 77th St. 8 39 Hart St. 6063 (iitli Drive, Maspeth, L. I. 1711 West I 1 th St. ?( 1 Maple St. 435 7Ath St. 1044 East 39th St. 254 85th St. 1 3 Chestnut St. 431 136 St., Belle Harbor, L. I. S9-24 164th St., Jamaica, L. I. 203 Hunterdon St., Newark. N. J. 203 Hunterdon St., Newark, N. J. 49 Sterling St. 9977 2 1 I th Place, Bellaire, I,. I. Ss3 East 18th St. 1070 East 5 th St. S54S 88th St., Woodhaven, L. I. 166s East Ninth St. Box 515, t ast Islip, L. E 272 West Lena Ave., Freeport, E. E 472 50th St. 109 Dean St. 1022 East 38th St. 190 East 3 I St St. 478 Prospect Place 68 1 East 46th St. 1441 East Sth St. 754 East 23rd St. 5 2 I East 9th St. 1286 Carroll St. 10 Egan Ave., Howard Beach, E. 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E Clancy, Marie 63-44 Bunnecke Court, Ridgewood Clark, Madeleine 1808 Avenue O Coates, Eleanor 98 Dean St. Coffey, Anne 8314 3rd Ave. Coffey, Blanche 123 St. Marks Ave. Collins, Helen 5101 94th St., Elmhurst, E E Connelly, Anne 471 Sth St. C onran, ' irginia C ook, Grace Cooke, Catherine Cooke, Marie Coppo, Annetta .NE Corey, Josephine C oughlin, Geraldinc C. 1 96 Midwood St. 35 S3 91st St., Jackson Hts., L. E 1053 79th St. 1024 83rd St. i7i( West 10th St. 21 1 Bard Ave., Livingston, S. L 650 59th St. Crofton, Miriam, 830 East Chester St., Long Beach, E. E Oonin, Catherine 12 . 1erton Ave., Rockville C entre, L. E Cronin, Edna 1430 I- st 24th St. Cullen, Mary 1066 48th St. Datri, Gilda Davy, Rosemary Deghuee, Dorothy Delaney, Mary E., 104-75 1 Delay, Dorothy 34 Raymond Dempsey, Dorothy 524 Denelfo, Carol Dermody, Charlotte Dermody, Helen Dermody, Marie De Sanctis, Rose Devlin, Doris Marie Devlin, Elizabeth Dirig, Mary C. Discepola, Carmen Doherty, Anna Doherty, Rita Dolan, Ann Dorothy Donohue, Annamae, 80-05 Donovan, Rita Dooley, Agnes R. Dorney, Abigail Dorney, Beatrice Dorsey, Julia Downing, Margaret M. Doyle, Katherine Doyle, Mary Drude, Marion 1 Duffy, Dorothy Apt. Dunn, Vivian 225 Beach 10th St. 182 Bay 1 3th St. 235 Hooper St. 1 88 Fenimore St. Richmond Hill, L. E 903 6s- 65- I 04-76 Ave., Rockville Centre, L. I. 131st. St., Belle Harbor, L. L 2214 PI., Queens Village, L. L 96 5 Sth Ave., Maspeth, L. E 63 1 Sterling Place 96 58th Ave., Maspeth, L. E 117 West 11th St., N. Y. C. I 83 Midwood St. 183 Midwood St. Hancock, N. Y. 4916 Surf Ave., Sea Gate 1 12 St., Richmond Hill, L. E 70 Van Siclen Ave. 7 5 North Henry St. 101 Ave., Ozone Park, L. E 1867 West 4th St. 726 A Jefferson Ave. 139 78th St. 139 78th St. 129 Clinton Ave. 137 Sterling St. 85 Hawthorne St. 1553 72nd St. 09-50 196th St., Hollis, L. E 32, 135 Prospect Park, West 136th St., Belle Harbor, L. E Easson, Dorothy 78 Surrey Common, Eynbrook, L. I. Eckhoff, Elizabeth F. 762 St. Marks Ave. Eckhoff, AEiria Barbara 105-18 S8th St., Ozone Park, E. E English, Margaret 860 East 17th St. FLnright, Alice Marion 1125 Park PI. Fadrowsky, Eydia Fallon, Louise Famulari, Mary Fanning, Genevieve Fanning, Kathleen 29 Valentine St., Glen Cove, L. E 5 34 Mansfield PI. 1334 69th St. 20 Westminster Rd. 654 79th St. 82 FOOTPRINTS 1 934 7 Pulaski St. Richmond Hill, L. I. Farley, Catherine Farley, Marie, 109-29 115th St Farrell, Isabel 139 North Centre Ave. Farrington, Helen Favor, Rita Fay, Harriet Ann Fay, Margaret Anne Ferrick, Dorothy Filan, Mary Finn, Cecilia Fitzsimons, Ethe Fitzsimmons, Josephine, 7 57 I -7th St., Richmond H Rockville Centre, L. I. 261 East 34th St. 523 72nd St. 120 East 122nd St., N. Y. C. 927 East 38th St. 51-01 44th St., Woodside, L. I. 147B West End Ave., Manhattan Beach 1 9 1 East 1 7th St. 192 Weirfield St. L. I. 5 1 5 S5th St. 27 Brownell St., Stapleton, S. I. 60-66 6oth Ave., Maspeth, L. I. Church St., Kings Park, L. I. Flannery, Grace Flannigan, Marie Flynn, Evelyn Flynn, Kathleen Fogarty, Mary 686 Richmond Terrace, New Brighton, S. I. Foley, Katherine E. 5 5 Grant Ave. 16 N ' .indervoort PI. 109-05 I 13th St., Richmond Hill, L. I. 1 10 Bay I 3 th St. 245 Quentin Rd. 40 Wisconsin St., Long Beach, L. I. 7025 Perry Terrace 102 I East 29th St. 131 Foxhurst Rd., Oceanside, L. I. 1284 Dean St. Grace, Margaret, 116-02 91st Ave., Richmond Hill, L. I. Grady, Eileen 263 Dover St., Manhattan Beach Graves, Elaine 7506 Colonial Rd. Greegan, Cecilia Ann 1677 Union St. Griflin, Catherine 14S-15 87th Rd., Jamaica, L. I. Griffin, Jeannette 3218 86th St., Jackson Hgts., L. I. 296 Windsor PI. 791 8 I ith Ave. 425 Ave. P. Gasber, Frieda Gavin, Edna George, Virginia Geraci, Marie Gillespie, Elvera Gilroy, Eileen Ging, Veronica Goerlitz, Sylvia Gorman, Jane B. Griffin, Marguerite Griffith, Rita Grogan, Dorothy Gutleber, Theresa J., 9310 101st Ave., Ozone Park, L. I. Haegele, Ruth 8722 90th St., Woodhaven, L. I. Hagan, Alice 26 Smith Ave., Bayshore, L. I. Hagan, Evelyn 1 1 Montague Terrace Haigney, Kathleen 9402 Ridge Blvd. Hallahan, Dorothy, 52 Purcell St., West Brighton, S. I. Hanrahan, Florence 8911 182nd St., Jamaica, L. I. Harrington, Margaret 122 Hendrix St. Harrington Marion 106 19th Blvd., Seaside, Rockaway Beach, L. I. Harrison, Dorothy 410 Pulaski St. Harron, Marv 305 Lafavette Ave. Hayes, Helen 306 West 15th St., ' N. Y. C. Hearne, Elizabeth Heifernan, Kathryne 85-37 109th St., Hennessy, Anna Marie Hennessy, Helenc Hession, Isabelle A. Higgins, Helen F. 83 461 Seventh St. Richmond Hill, L. L 362 85th St. 2707 Newkirk Ave. z 1 1 Lefferts Ave. 9S2 Bedford Ave. Hines, Alice M. Hoey, Margaret M. Hoffmann, Loretta Htigan, Catherine Hogan, Kathleen Hogue, Josephine Holland, Kathleen Holland, X irginia Hottenroth, Muriel Hubert, Louise Hughes, Gretta Humann, Catherine Humann, Elizabeth Humphreys, Marie Humphreys, ' irginia II Church St., Great Neck, L. L 1 304 Ditmas Ave. 341 I Ith St. 14S8 East I 3th St. 135 Eastern Parkway 71 01 Fourth Ave. 191-21 114 Ave., St. Albans, L. 1. 58 Westminster Rd. 121 5 East 22nd St. 213 East 66th St., N. Y. C. 184 Maple St. 106 Reid Ave. 106 Reid Ave. 360 East 3 ist St. 275 Clinton Ave. Impellizzeri, Margaret 250 Melrose St. Intondi, Modesta 94 Quincy St. Ivers, Eleanor 150-27 19th Ave., Whitestone, L. I. Jacob, Victorian Johnstone. Edna Jones, Ann Kast, Corinne Kavanagh, Christine 563 72nd St. 3511 Avenue D. Centre Island, Bayville, L. I. 87-19 Union Turnpike, Glendale I 28 Hancock St. Keane, Grace Keegan, Rose Keenan, Lillian Keenan, Rosemary, Kelly, Dorothy Kelly, Genevieve Kelly, Ruth Kelly, Virginia Kelly, ivienne Kemp, Florence Kennedy, Agnes Kennedy, Eleanor Kennedy, Margaret Kenny, Dorothy Kiernan, Muriel Kiernan, Rita Kilcoin, Dorothy Kissane, Mary Kuhn, Mildred, 115-45 1 1 6th St., Ozone Park, L. I. 30 Vanderbilt Ave., Floral Park, L. I. 591 5th St. 85-35 105th St., Richmond Hill, L. I. 312 Sycamore Ave., Merrick, L. I. 312 Sycamore Ave., Merrick, L. I. 823 Jefferson Ave. 23 3A Clinton St. 85-38 168th PI., Jamaica, L. I. 189 8th Ave. 2815 West I St St. 504 7th St. 36 Greene Ave. 92-63 215 PI., Queens Village, L. I. 2050 Bay Ridge Parkway 2050 Bay Ridge Parkway 938 St. Nicholas Ave , N. Y. C. 42-33 Ithaca St., Elmhurst, L. I. 520 Maclay Ave., Westchester, N. Y. Lacey, Helen Lagattuta, Eleanor Langan, Elizabeth Langan, Margaret Larkin, Madeline Latorraca, Gina Latorraca, Theresa Laux, Margaret Lavelle, Catherine Lavin, Mary Lilly, Edith Lilly, Marie Loftus, Catherine 774 East 35 th St. 349 Cornelia St. 5 13 1 6th St. 5 13 1 6th St. 333 74th St. 672 59th St. 2336 Second Ave., N. Y. C. 13 Howard Place 2422 Lyvere St., Bronx 1 59-18 89th Ave., Jamaica, L. I. 624 Bay Ridge Parkway 624 Bay Ridge Parkway 516 6ist St. FOOTPRINTS 1 934 Lopez, Lorctta Lynam, Kathleen 535 East 28th St. 2 173 65th St. Mackay, Rita 85-02 104th St., Richmornl I Ull, 1.. I. MacGillivray, Margaret 130-13 II 6th St., Richmond Hill, 1.. I Magenheimer, Ruth 111-36 200th St., Hollis, L. 1. Maguire, Dorothy, 89-32 118th St., Richmond Hill, L. I. Mahoney, Regina ' 33- P-irk PI. Main, -Margaret 6147 Wetheroie St., Rcgo Park, Elmhurst, L. 1. Manfuedonia, Rosalyn 107 Brooklyn Ave. Mangiardi, Theresa 103-25 123rd St., Richmond Hill, L. 1. Mantino, Rose 60 Broadway, Kingston, N. Y. Markert, Louise, 6136 Palmetto St., Ridgcwood, L. I. Marshall, Mary Matthias, Margaret May, Catherine Mazzoli, Angelina McAnifF, Anita McCaffery, Margaret McCausland, Evelyn McClancy, Frances McCormick, Marjorie McDonald, Eleanor McDonald, Mary McGovern, Frances McGrath, Elizabeth McGrath, Mary McGuire, Anne McGuire, Norine Mcllduff, Margaret McKeough, Marjorie McLernon, Mary McLoughlin, Adelaide McLoughlin, Jane McLoughlin, Mary McMahon, Margaret McMahon, Muriel McManus, Mary McNevin, Geraldine McPartland, Doris McQuillen, Ruth 928 77th St. 18 Sterling PI. 1067 70th St. 14-21 148th St., Whitestone, L. L 930 St. Nicholas Ave., N. Y. C. 441 43rd St. 462 13th St. 6405 Fresh Pond Rd., Ridgewood 8 Stephen ' s Court 8701 Shore Rd. 1003 Franklin Ave. 57-34 60th St., Woodside, L. L 241 86th St. 825 Foster Ave. 148 Midwood St. 82 Prospect Park, Southwest 563 East 4th St. 53-11 92nd St., Elmhurst, N. Y. 86-58 90th St., Woodhaven, L. L 848 President St. 404 Fourth St. 404 Fourth St. 32 Gifford Ave., Jersey City 20 Revere PI. 588 Morgan Ave. 537 East 17th St. 1 569 East 34th St. 174 8oth St. Meade, Helen 2937 Far Rockaway Blvd., Far Rockaway, L. L Meany, Regina 5204 Farragut Rd. Meehan, Mary 58 9151: St. Melvin, Rita 139-3 5 228th St., Laurelton, L. L Michel, Mary 314 East 26th St. Milligan, Eleanor 17 Howard PI. Monahan, Mary, 24 Woods PI., Rockville Centre, L. L Moore, Dorothy 514 Hancock St. Moore, Vesta Windham, Greene County, N. Y. Moran, Muriel 2099 Maple St. Morgan, Katherine, 86-04 89th Ave., Woodhaven, L. L Moroney, Bernadette 136 Senator St. Morris, Janet 600 East 21st St. Morris, Rita 00 East 21st St. Muir, Margaret 784 President St. Mulligan, Eucharia 7- 77 ' St. Mulrenan, Marguerite 439 Monroe St. Mulvaney, Anne, 109-44 ' i7 ' li St., Richmond Flill, L. L Muntcr, Sonya 1715 Beverly Rd. Murphy, Catherine 194 Norman Ave. Murray, . nn 2075 East 28th St. . lusaiue, Marion 899 New York Ave. Naughton, Genevieve Ncalis, Dorothy Nelson, Kathryn Neufcid, Gertrude Neumann, Ruth Noonan, Madeline 8205 Grenfell Ave., Kew Gardens, L. L Norton, Marie, 220-17 92nd .Ave., Queens Village, L. L Norton, Virginia 20 Sterling PI. 714 46th St. 627 Delamere PI. 850 St. Mark ' s Ave. 55-08 90th St., Elmhurst, L. . 87-45 86th St., Woodhaven, L. L O ' Brien, Rose O ' Connell, Josephine O ' Connell, Mary O ' Connor, Helen O ' Connor, Mary O ' Donnell, Mary O ' Halloran, Elizabeth O ' Leary, Mary Oliver, Marie Oliveri, Frances Olmstead, Rita O ' Neill, Dorothea O ' Regan, Marie O ' Reilly, Alice, 86-34 O ' Reilly, Rose Marie 86-54 O ' Rourke, Dorothea Ostermann, Marie 25 Stuyvesant Ave. 6 Alice Court I 849 Troy Ave. 553 9th St. 80 Norman Ave. 5 14 loth St. 7 Clifton PI. 134 Pacific St. 27 Clifton PI. 201 Allen St., N. Y. C. 47-06 49th St., Woodsidc, L. I. 750 Ocean Ave. 46 Wilson St., Lynbrook, L. L 105th St., Richmond Hill, L. L 105th St., Richmond Hill, L. L 2 122 East 19th St. 329 Fulton St., Westbury, L. L Pansini, Gilda, R. F. Parker, Marjorie Passaretti, Mary Penncr, Marie Pinter, Mary 197 Pisani, Josephine Plunket, Agnes Porpora, Madeline Powell, Margaret Pyne, Dolores Pyne, Dorothy Quigley, Adele Quinn, M. Clare Quinn, Mary Quinn, Winifred Quinotte, Marthe Ratferty, Agnes Reilly, Catherine Reilly, Helen Reilly, Katherine Reynolds, Rita Rice, Catherine Riepe, Wilhelmina Rieth, Margaret D. I Mohawk Farm, Wantagh, L. L 77 New York Ave. I 1 50 Belmont Ave. 80-44 88th Aye., Woodhaven, L. L South Broadway, Lindenhurst, L. L 2 Oliver St., N. Y. C. 295 St. John ' s PI. 918 Bay Ridge Parkway 1724 East 24th St. 335 East 32nd St. 466 i6th St. 248 Garfield PI. 80 Vanderbilt Ave. 1656 East ;8th St. 100-14 202nd St., Hollis, L. L 451 West i2ist St., N. Y. C. 205-18 I nth Rd., Hollis, L. . 366 Lafayette Ave. 85-44 54th Ave., Elmhurst, L. L 50 Apollo St. 2525 Delamere Pi. 256 New York Ave. 174 Montrose Ave. 84-59 85th Dr., Woodhaven, L. L 84 FOOTPRINTS 1 934 5o6 8th Ave. 1 271 East 23rd St. 197-06 89th Ave., Hollis, L. I. Rincones, Carmen Robertson, Isabelle Robinson, Annette Rogers, Marion 137-47 South Gate Ave., Springfield Gardens, L. I. Roth, Vera 793 ' illoughby Ave. Ruane, Clare 91-40 112th St., Richmond Hill, L. I. Ruane, Helen 91-40 112th St., Richmond Hill, L. I. Russo, Grace 12-26 73rd St. Sarosy, Ethel Sawyer, Helen Scannell, Anne Scannell, Margaret Scarpati, Rachel Schinkel, Anne Schratwieser, Mary Schwarz, Helen Scudder, Frances 9408 Sp Scully, Ada Seitz, Anne Sexton, Germaine Sexton, Maureen Shea, Margaret Sheehan, Kathleen Sheehan, Miriam Sheehy, Margaret Sheerin, Eunice Shelvin, Rita Shortall, Elizabeth, Siniscalchi, Madelini Sommer, Dorothea Soyka, Veronica Staiger, Rita Stewart, Florence Stewart, Margaret Sullivan, Genevieve Sullivan, Kathryn Sullivan, Margaret 144-28 87th Rd., Jamaica, L. I. 62 Monroe St. 544 9th St. 544 9th St. 7101 Narrows Ave. 1644 Putnam Ave. i First St., Lynbrook, L. L 6910 7th Ave. ringfield Blvd., Queens Village, L. I. 256 Gates Ave. 293 Fenimore St. 298 ( ' indsor PL 298 Windsor PI. 37-52 89th St. 130 93rd St. 79 Sherman St. 17 Foxall St. 9320 Ridge Blvd. 92-09 51st Ave., Elmhurst, L. I. 55 Silver Lake Rd., St. George, S. I. : 439 Union Ave., Westbury, L. I. 1 1 1 Harmon St. 1 84 Huron St. 88-31 S8th St., Woodhaven, L. I. 260 76th St. I 371 Union St. Apartment B41. 196 Clinton Ave. 90-40 5sth Ave., Elmhurst, L. I. 426 Sterling PI. Sullivan, Marguerite, 33-17 82nd St., Jackson Heights, L. I. Sullivan, Nora 528 92nd St. Sullivan, Rosalie 48-22 92nd St., Elmhurst, L. L Swanton, Susan 491 Vanderbilt Ave., Stapleton, S. I. Sylvester, Margherita 1118 East 14th St. Tedesco, Gilda Thorn, Margaret Tierney, Anne Tobin, Dorothy Trimble, Audrey Trimborn, Elvie Twigg, Mary Tyler, Isabel 99-44 211 1 So 72nd St. 55-31 66th St., Maspeth, L. I. s ' Schocn PI., Baldwin, L. I. 225 Parkside Ave. 865 East 1 5th St. th PI., Bellaire Park, L. I. I 3 30 Union St. 998 Sterling PI. Urguhart, Mary, 15 9- 11 98th St., Howard Beach, L. L Uzmann, Dorothy 734 Willoughby Ave. Vaughan, Frances Walsh, Genevieve Walsh, Marie Walsh, Mary Ward, Lydia 5 Waters, Kathryn Watt, Lillian, 126-1 Weinf urt, Ellen, 1 5 White, Catherine Wiest, Mary Wills. Catherine X■ood, Rita 10 right, Genevieve 8540 Young, Frances Young, Margaret Zangle, Elizabeth Zegers, Margaret 1470 East loth St. 1 1 3 I Carroll St. 8006 Fort Hamilton Parkway 800 Riverside Drive, N. Y. C. 33 Garlield Ave., Jersey City, N. J. 5 1-29 35th St., L. I. City I 144th St., South Ozone Park, L. I. Mount Ave., Rockville Centre, L. . 8 I Clinton Ave. 1737 West loth St. 708 Ocean Ave. 1-14 222nd St., Queens Village, L. L Somerset Rd., Jamaica Estates, L. I. 150 68th St. 41 -78 Forley St., Elmhurst, L. L 1529 Brooklyn Ave. 458 1 6th St. FOOTPRINTS 1 934 ALUMNAE DIRECTORY Ad.ims, Alice 161 S JeffersDji Ave. Allen, Helen, 46 H.iven Lipl.in.Kle, New Briijhtun, S. 1. Ansbro, Kathryn 254 8uli t. Archipoli, Genevieve (Mrs. Bertram Kelly) 3 It) l-enimt)re St. Aubcrt, . l.irion (Mrs. Tliom.u McDonald) 148-25 88th Ave., J.imaic.i, L. 1. B.ichert, Catherine, 8050 8i)th Ave., Woodhaven, L. 1. Baltcs, Marion 405 Nassau Ave., Inwood, L. 1. Bannon, Margaret 154 Underbill Ave. Barrett, HIeanor 350 85th St. Earthen, Helen 149 South Kini;nian Rd., So. Oranye. N. J. Barton, Christine 161 Garfield PI. Barton, Mabel (Mrs. E. T. O ' Shea) 38 Mansfield Rd., Babylon, L. I. Becker, Catherine P. i68 Amity St. Bennett, Helen 611 6ist St. Bergen, Emma 3872 Bedford Ave. Bernard, Mary 28 3 ' Si ' inthrop St. Berry, Gertrude (Mrs. Thomas Sherman) 71 19 Shore Rd. Bctt, Catherine 854 S2nd St. Bird, Dorothy 34-37 8oth St., Jackson Heights, L. I. Bird, Mary 34-37 80th St., Jackson Heights, L. I. Bishop, Kathleen (Mrs. Gilbert McGilfarry) 452 43rd St. Bogan, Mildred 4714 Avenue O Bolton, Mary 2 Willow St. Bonnet, Amy 388 Park PI. Bopp, Rita 82- 4 iioth St., Richmond Hill, L. 1. Boston, Genevieve (Mrs. G. Slavin) 6? Hillcrest Rd., West Caldwell, N. J. Bourke, Collette 667 Park PI. Bourke, Katherine 667 Park PI. Bradley, Helen Kings Park, L. I. Brennan, Laura 2471 Ocean Ave. Brennan, Marion 190 East 31st St. Brennan, Rita Marie 425 68th St. Brown, Rose 207 East 87th St., N. Y. C. Byrne, Grace (Mrs. Harry Hill) lof Lincoln Rd. Call, Sarina (Mrs. Petro Rocca) 507 East 5th St. Callahan, Helen (Mrs. John Brink) 333 Central Park West, N. Y. C. Campbell, Helen D. 80 Winthrop St. Campion, Anna (Mrs. Edward Semple) 1953 82nd St. Canning, Adaline B. 212 8th Ave. Carrington, Catherine 263 East 32nd St. Carroll, Catherine 624 76th St. Carter, Genevieve 175 S West loth St. Cassidv, Cecile 2322 82nd St. Castellano, Concepta Sorrento, Napoli, Italy Caulfield. Helen 939 Sterling PI. Cherry, Mary (Mrs. Robert Newbegin) 216 St. James PI. Clancy, Eleanor 1745 Norman St. Clark, Margaret (Mrs. John McManus) 1 5 97 I ' -ist 43rd St. Clark, Margaret, 2(7 127th St., Rockaway Beach, L. L Cleary, Miriam 221 East 17th St., N. Y. C. Coddington, josephme (Mrs. Howard liamilcon) Locust Valley, L. L Cogan, Regina 5 2 1 Bedford Ave. Colborne, Lorctta 536 East 29th St. Comerford, Agnes 135 East 35th St. Connolly, Agnes (Mrs. George Monaghan) 119-14 198th St., St. Albans, L. L Conway, Margaret 367 Grant Ave. Cooke, Ursula Box 1 04, Kansas City Drive, La Feria, Texas Cooney, Margaret 470 East 29th St. Corcoran, Caroline 3 -204 Avenue L Cormier, Eugenie (Mrs. Fred Ahdcrs) Valley Cottage, N. Y. Corrigan, Elizabeth 103 2nd PI. Corry, Agnes 167 Quincy St. Corsiglia, Sylvia 2S2 President St. Cosgrove, Margaret 3 1 5 Lincoln PI. Costarino, Irene 238 Highland Blvd. Coughlan, Agnes (Mrs. Jos. Diogaurdi) 9 Walnut Rd., Glen Cove, L. I. 9 Walnut Rd., Glen Cove, L. 1. 9 Walnut Rd., Glen Cove, L. I. 1 52 Midwood St. 1 295 Sterling PI. Box 203, Centerport, L. 1. 1430 Mansfield PI. 26) 862 Lafayette Ave. Crowley, Margaret ( ' 30), 45 So. 23rd St., Flushing, L. I. Crowley, Sarah 1186 Troy Ave. Culligan, Rose 110-06 95th Ave., Woodhaven, L. I. Cunningham, Elizabeth 237 Baltic St. Cunningham, Marie (Mrs. Lawrence Saverese) 8414 Beverly Road Cunningham, Mary 35-30 93rd St., Jackson Heights, L. I. Curran, Helen 67 Morton St. Coughlan, Catherine Coughlan, Helen Cox, Eileen Coyne, Dorothy Creegan, Geraldine Cronin, Mary Crowley, Margaret ( ' D ' Albora, Genevieve D ' Albora, Helen Dalton, Mary (Mrs. Daly, Agnes (Mrs. David, Kathleen Dawkins, Edna Deegan, Angela Deh ' ler, Mary (Mrs. Dclany, Helen Dempsey, Dorothy Dempsey, Loretta Dennen, Rita Desiardins. Nora Dettling. Irene Aloysi Oberle) Henry Manifold) 3 i 20 1 50th St., 52 94th St. 52 94th St. 548 4th St. Flu hing, L. I. 92 Mackay Pi. 8215 Fort Hamilton Parkway 1 532 Union St. Thomas F. Murphy), 8622 98th St. 842 Park Place (Mrs. Ambrose Crowley) 425 Argyle Rd. 327 Eastern Parkway 82 Clermont Ave. Foresport, N. Y. 255 Hopper St. S6 FOOTPRINTS 1 934 Deveraux, Dorothy z Islington PI., Jamaica, L. I. DeVoe, Therese (Mrs. John Creem), 440 East 22nd St. Dieckert, Frances 81)42 208th St., Bellaire Park, L. 1. Dilworth, Gertrude (Mrs. John Rossworn) 7720 Austin St., Forest Fiills, L. I. Dolan, Ann Marie 580 7th St. Dolan, Bernadette 580 7th St. Dolan, Ceceha (Mrs. J. Sullivan) 8405 88th St., ' oodhaven, L. I. Dolan, Eleanor (Mrs. Cyril Re.irdon), 221 Linden Blvd. Dolan, Mary 130 East Lincoln Ave., Valley Stream, L. L Dolan, i I. Theresa (Mrs. Howard Janton) 112 Beach St., W ' estwood, N. J. Donaldson, Angela 528 4th St. Donelon, Dorothy (Mrs. Ernest Faller) Washington, D. C. Donohue, Isahelle 319 Webster Ave. Donohue, Mildred 120 East 19th St. Dorney, Margaretta 139 78th St. Dotzler, Evelyn (Mrs. Joseph Felber) CO Infantry School, Fort Binnington, Ga., Box 1573 Downs, Dorothy 5th Ave., Mineola, L. I. Doyle, Constance 647 Macon St. Doyle, Margaret (Mrs. Vi ' alter Dunderman) 1002 Foster Ave. Doyle, Marguerite 75 Vanderbilt Ave. Doyle, Virgile 468 82nd St. Driscoll, Kathryn 464 54th St. Dugan, Kathleen M. 122 Bay 22nd St. Duffy, Agnita (Mrs. Clarence Jos. O ' Connor) 2558 Marion Ave., Bronx, N. Y. Duffy, Marie 172 Schenectady Ave. Dunnigan, Anna 177 Rogers Ave. Dwyer, Katherine 629 Eastern Parkway Eckels, Barbara 167-01 Highland Ave., Jamaica, L. 1. Elberfeld, Marion 260 Morris Ave., Rockville Centre, L. I. Engel, Virginia 38 Ormond St., Rockville Centre, L. I. Eppig, Catherine Babylon, L. I. Eppig, Josephine Babylon, L. I. Farrell, Helen 291 Hart St. Farrell, Jeannette 221 Baltic St. Farrell, Violet (Mrs. Patrick Carty) 3923 Avenue I Fearon, Rita (Mrs. George Bryan) Brentwood Rd., Brentwood, L. I. Felitti, Theresa 405 East 114th St., N. Y. C. Ferry, Margaret 65 Midwood St. Finn, Genevieve 68 8 East 4th St. Fisher, Kathryn (Mrs. James Tracy) 165 Academy St., So. Orange, N. J. Fitzgerald, Margaret 3321 Avenue M Fleming, Rosemary 1 1 3 Toledo St., Elmhurst, L. I. Foley, Eleanor 4S S. Elliott PI. Foley, Marie 270 Marcy Ave. Foppiani, Evelyn 4228 S. 68th St., Winfield, L. I. Ford, Josephine looi Sterling Pi. Ford, Kathleen A. 93-52 205th St., Hollls, L. I. Foster, Myrtle (Mrs. Harry White) 1470 Glenwood Ave. 87 Fournier, Catharine 1384 Troy Ave. Fournier, Laura 1384 Troy Ave. Fox, Virginia (Mrs. Robert C. Coughim) 8615 Ft. Hamilton Parkway Fraas, Amy 84-37 iiSth St., Richmond Hill, L. I. Frentzel, Eleanor 373 Weirfaeld St. Frey, Katherine 187 Jefferson St. Frisse, Allene (Mrs. Horace Nevins) 390 Bay Ave., Patchogue, L. I. Gaffney, Mary Gallagher, Alice Gannon, Sara Garvey, Bernadette Gebelein, Catherine Gegan, Elizabeth Gerety, Gertrude Ghiold, Theresa M. Glambalvo, Joan 405 8th St. 904 Lincoln PI. Westbury, L. I. 287 East 1 8th St. 21 17 Armory Court 1448 East 8th St. 957 East 37th St. 605 7th St. 102 Moffat St. Gibson, Christine (Mrs. Louis Dougherty) 27 Westminster Rd., Rockville Centre, L. I. Glery, Rita 1914 East 38th St. Gilloon, Catherine 1215 Ocean Ave. Giorgio, Filomena 8913 8Sth St., Woodhaven, L. I. Glasson, Marie (Mrs. John Baum) 1927 New York Ave. Gleason, Ethel (Mrs. Melville Skinner) 141 Sunnyside Ave. Golden, Mary 16 Polhemus PI. Grady, Margaret -31S Avenue M Grainger, Alice (Mrs. William Heaphy), 522 Ocean Ave. Greenbaum, Beatrice 1436 Bushwick Ave. Greene, Mary 195-03 Hillside Ave., Hollls, L. I. Griesmer, Clara 1258 Madison St. Griffiths, Helen 611 Argyle Rd. Gubltosi. Julia 491 18th St. Hagen, Ruth 1273 Park PI. Hall, Isabel (Mrs. Francis Perry) 430 Clinton Ave. (c o Hill) Hallahan, Mary, 223 Manhattan Ave., Jersey City, N. J. Halloran, Alice, 61 Tompkins St., Tompkinsville, S. I. Hamilton, Marie 218-15 137th Rd., Springfield Gardens, L. I. Hanagan, Dorothy, 54 Sheppard Ave., Lynbrook, L. I. Hand, Dorothy Cutchogue, L. I. Hannan, Catherine (Mrs. Arthur Hines) 1 134 Woodbine Lane, Far Rockaway Hannan, Jeanette -717 Avenue N Hannon, Veronica 101-57 iiith St., Richmond Hill, L. I. Harnett, Margaret (Mrs. James Driscoll) 665 East 19th St. Harold, Dorothy, 1087 Gipson St., Far Rockaway, L. I. Harper, Elsa (Mrs. James H. McEvoy) 44 Waldorf Court Harrigan, Alice (Mrs. A. Behl) Plymouth Gardens, Atlantic Ave., Lynbrook, L. I. Harrigan, Anna 243 Rutland Rd. Harris, Evelyn 582 Pacific St. Harrison, Helen 422 East 17th St. Hart, Grace 311 ' 6th St. FOOTPRINTS 1 934 ll.iVL-rlm, C .itlicriiic 7( jSili St. Hawkins, Zit.i 417 Pacific St. H.iycs, Mildred (Mrs. Vincent Donoliue) 164 Locust St., V.)llcy Strc.im, L. 1. Hc.irns, Aj;nes (Mrs. Charles H()K.in), 18 Stratford Rd. Hcarns, X ' iola (Mrs. .Xrlci.i li Hell) ; )i Hancock St. I Icbron, Klizabetl Hemingway, Elizalietl Hcnnessy, Blanche Hcnnessy, IJeanor I lennessy, Mary Hertel, .Vlarjoric 1 Horzoi;, Rita Hickey, Marion Hilt, .Mane Hines, Mildred Hodi;ins, Mary 102-iS Ht)rtman. Teresa Hoi an, Rcfiina Holien, Sarah Howard, Ivleanor 5439 3.:nd St., .Xstoria, 1.. I. 1532 Union St. 2707 Newkirk Ave. 165 Prospect Park West 162 lilderts Lane 2 Stater Ave., I ' lushin.i;, I.. I. 359 fLiwthorne St. 426 85th St. 807 East 8th St. Syi6 187th St., Hollis, I. I. 8sth Drive, Richmond Hill, L. I. 8576 87th St., Woodhaven, L. L 1 3 5 Eastern Parkwav 142 Academy St., Astoria, L. I. (Mrs. A. O ' Leary) University PI., N. Y. C. Howard, Margaret (Mrs. E. K. Ponvcrt), 210 Rugby Rd. Hughes. Bernadette 2600 Ocean Ave. Hundcmann, Grace 590 Henderson Ave., West Brighton, S. . Hunt, Mary 1872 East 51st St. Hurlcv, Mary 50 Bcrkelev PI. Huschle, Mary ' 4 -53 Hillside Ave., Jamaica, L. L Impellizzeri, Mary Irwin, Catherine 205 Melrose St. 394 East 18th St. 444 nth St. Jacobson, Lucille Johnston, Margaret (Mrs. Julian Jova) 970 East 19th St. Johnstone, Marie 35 11 Avenue D Jones, Gertrude 147 Columbia Heights Jones, Margaret 416 2nd St. Judge, Elizabeth (Mrs. William Hartley) 6t Prospect PI. Judicc, Lucy 2778 West i th St. Kaicher, Mary 751 Bushwick Ave. Kcane, Teresa 57 Van Buren St. Kearney, Kathleen 28 West 97th St., N. Y. C. Keating, Anne 1072 74th St. Keegan, Marie 30 Vanderbilt Ave., Floral Park, L. L Keely, Catherine M. 1979 East 19th St. Kecnan, Catherine 438 Clermont Ave. Keenan, Margaret (Mrs. William Moyles), 2310 Ave. M Kellam, Ethel (Mrs. Robert Griebe), 420 Malboro Rd. Keller, Mary (Mrs. John Lawlor), 2304 East 13th St. Kellev, Mirie (Mrs. Thomas Smith, Jr.), 15 10 Union St. Kclliher, Helen Kelly, Agnes (Mrs. Kelly, Katherine Kelly, Lillian Kelly, Mary (Mrs. 98 Lenox Rd. John Bryan) 7S4 East 23rd St. 244 Washington Ave. I on Ocean Ave. Joseph Hoermann) 2442 24th St., Astoria, L. L Kelly, Norma 224-2S Chestnut St., Queens N ' illage, L. L Kemp, Mary i8y 8tli Ave. Kendall, Madeleine 34 ' 4 72nd St. Kennelly, Rosemary 564 Park PI. Kenny, Agnes R. (Mrs. John Neugent) 283 Washington Ave. Kenny, Anne 203 Madison St. Kenny, Helen 1 5 Wilson Ave., Lynbrook, L. L Kenny, Margaret 52-60 68th St., Maspeth, L. L Kidd, Marie 77 West 104th St., N. Y. C. Kieriian, 1 lelen 224 Locust St., Valley Stream, L. L Kilboy, Margaret 756 East 2nd St. Kilgallen, I lelen 664 59th St. Kilgallen, Katherine (Mrs. Joseph Rooney) , 44 1 43rd St. King, Rita Kirgan, Anne Klipp, Jcanette Kramer, Ruth Kraus, Lillian Krebs, Katherine Kreischer, Morence 685 Sterling PI. I 655 East 46th St. 556 Hollywood Ave. 624 6th St. 52 Magnolia Ave., Dumont, N. J. 142 Highland Place 229 Main St., Hempstead, L. I. Lagana, Eleanor 265 Warren St. Laudry, ' irginia 299 Washington Ave. Lavery, Katherine 6i6 East 19th St. Laverv, Margaret 616 East 19th St. I.avin, Eileen 148-20 88th Ave., Jamaica, L. L Lavin, Irene 148-20 88th Ave., Jamaica, L. I. Lavin, Ruth 14S-20 88th Ave., Jamaica, L. I. Lawson, Eulalia Harrington Park, N. J. Leahy, Margaret 79 Downing St. Leavy, Doris 456 40th St. Lennon, Margaret (Mrs. Raymond Martin) 60 Gramercy Park North, N. Y. C. Lent, Irene 105-17 103rd Drive, Ozone Park, L. I. Lewis, Grace I.ivellara, Helen Loftus, Mary Loughlin, Gertrude Ludder, Alita (Mrs. 171-33 105th Ave., Jamaica, L. I. 177 Patchen Ave. 516 6ist St. Amitvville, L. I. 86 Broadway, E. Martz) 86-50 77th St., Woodhaven, L. I. 404 Foster Ave. 448 8th St. Lynch, Catherine (Mrs. Earl Kelly) Lynch, Mary (Mrs. J. Delameter) Lynch, Margaret (Mrs. Arthur O ' Toole 247 New York Ave Mackinnon, Beatrice Madden, Ethel Magnor, Rhoda (Mrs Magrath, May Maguire, Lucy Manniello, Emma Manning, Mary Mannin . Teresa M ' npo, Marie Mar: ' bell- ' . Mary Marino, M-rv Mart ' n, Mildred Martin. Suzanne Mnuceri, Joan McBirron, Florence 302 Clinton Ave. 513 Lexington Ave. Ray Fitzpatrick) , 7201 Ath Ave. 1 3 22 Dean St. 135 East 30th St., N. Y. C. 1941 East 13th St. 8023 Ridge Blvd. 9725 8oth St., Ozone Park, L. I. 565 Lorimer St. 24T Carroll St. 226 Troutman St. 330 Lafayette Ave. AOl 4th St. 1 3 1 Irving Ave. ' 76 Wilson St. 88 FOOTPRINTS 1 934 McCaffrey, Helen 5S1 Carlton Ave. McCaffrey, Rita 581 Canton Ave. McCarthy, Muriel (Mrs. Meredity Jones) 155 Prospect Park West McCaulcy, Margaret 5 28 jSth St. McConnell, Mane 925 Putnam Ave. McCormack, Anne 54 Clarkson Ave. McCormack, Ruth (Mrs. Harry Schneider) 250 Maple St. McCorniick, Edna (Mrs. Edward L. Hirst) The Ontwood, Mt. Pocono, Pa. McCort, Annabelle 91 Moff ' att St. McDermott, Rosemary 302 West S6th St., N. Y. C. McDonald, Anna (Mrs. Edward Dannemiller) 264 Lmcoln Rd. McDonald, Anna McDonnell, Julia, 8565 iiith St., McDonnell, Mary, 8565 i 1 i th St. McGinnis, Mary McGouyh, Louise 229 Hudson St., N. Y. C. McGrane, Eleanor (Mrs. William Hogan Ward) 1439 University Ave., Bronx, N. Y. McGrane, Alice 326 Bainbridge St. McGrath, Marie 87 Monitor St. McGrevey, Hortense 43 Roanoke Ave., Far Rockaway, L. I. McGuire, Frances 152 Hewes St. McKenna, Catherine 400 Clinton . ' ve. McKenna, Marie (Mrs. Palmer A. Doyle) 57 Albermarle Ave., Hempstead, L. I. McKeon, Josephine 499 8th St. McKeon, Julia ' 379 East 19th St. McLoughlin, Cecilia 1485 East 12th St. McLoughlin, Eileen J. 361 First St. McLoughlin, Eileen 1485 East 12th St. McLoughlin, Eleanor 404 4th St. 1 147 Carroll St. Richmond Hill, L. I. Richmond Hill, L. I. 434 74 ' :h St. McMahon, Geraldme McMahon, Irene McMahon, Winifred McMullan, luliana McMurray, Marie McNally, Veronica, McNamara, Eileen McNeely, Catherine McNulty, Margaret McNulty, Mildred McShane, Agnes McShane, Catherine Meany, Mary Meara, Edith 44 s Eastern Parkway 508 St. James PI. 44 5 Eastern Park PI. 200 Park PI. 5069 Villa Ave., Fordham, N. Y. 902 2 1 5th St., Queens Village, L. L 1278 East 3uh St. 2 1 s Prospect PI. 126 Herkimer St. 476 Clinton Ave. 687 Madison St. 687 Madison St. 8381 Shore Rd. 1 12 Lafayette Ave. Meehan, Margaret (Mrs. George Copeland) qis Union St. Middlecaiiip, Mary Box 542, Westburv, L. L Miner, Mary (Mrs. W. O ' Halloran), 50 East 18th St. Molesphini, Rosalind (Mrs. Roger Schenone) I so Prospect Park West Monaughan, Ellen (Mrs. A. McGovern) 3069 Villa Ave., Fordham, N. Y. Moore, Mae (Mrs. Christooher Waldorf) 4313 Carpenter Ave.. Bronx, N. Y. Moran, Dorothy, 446 Beechwood PI., Westficld, N. J. Mulligan, Marie 236 84th St. 89 Mulraney, Irene 477 ,,th St. Mulrooney, Kathleen (,02 7Sth St. Munz, Regina (Mrs. Francis J. Meyer) 176-11 Henley Rd., Jamaica Estates, L. L Murphy, Dorothea, 8531 120th St., Richmond Hill, L. L Murphy, Gertrude 7401 Ridge Blvd. Murphy, Margaret 3812 Avenue R Murphy, Marie 145 Columbia Heights Murphy, Marjorie, 829 East Knapp St., Milwaukee, Cis. Murray, Eileen 8S2 Park PI. Murray, Mary 882 Park PI. Myers, Marion, 163 Forest Ave., Rockvillc Centre, L. L Naylon, Sadie 237 94th St. Newman, Florence 758 East 17th St. Newman, Helen (Mrs. Donald Connors) 1290 Ocean Ave. Nolan, Charlotte (Mrs. E. R. Manning) 225 Parksidc Ave. Nolan, Florence (Mrs. William Plant) 1 88-20 122nd Ave., St. Albans, L. L Nolan, Marie 125 Oak St. Nolan, Marjorie (Mrs. ' William J. Higgins) 600 East 2 1st St. Noonan, Agnes 101 Lynbrook Ave., Lynbrook, L. L Normile, Katherine (Mrs. Charles Mylod) 150 Prospect Park West Normile, Margaret 314 8th Ave. O ' Brien, Grace (M O ' Connor, Agnes 176 Beac O ' Connor, Claire O ' Connor, Helen O ' Connor, Ida (Mrs. O ' Connor, Marie O ' Donnell, Helen O ' Donnell, Margaret O ' Dwyer, Irene O ' Hale, Catherine O ' Leary, Ethne Olive, Honora (Mrs. 120-27 Oliver, Genevieve Oliver, Margaret Oliver, Mary O ' Meara, Mary (Mrs O ' Reilly, Marion Ormonde, Margaret O ' Shea, Marie Owens, Barbara, 140- Michael Martin), 1758 E. 14th St. h 123rd St., Belle Harbor, L. I. 474 S2nd St. !33 9th St. Norbcrt Smith), 9S2 Sterling PI. 288 Ryerson St. 104 Adelphi St. S 14 loth St. 470 Clinton Ave. 416 8ist St. 1732 East 19th St. W. Rehearser) 142nd St., So. Ozone Park, L. I. 27 Clifton PI. 27 Clifton PI. 106 Oak wood Ave., S. I., N. Y. . S. McNeil) 96 Decatur St. 642 2nd St. 522 East 24th St. 571 Madison St. 70 Burden Crescent, Jamaica, L. I. Packert, Marion (Mrs. Edward Buckley) 580 East 22nd St. Parker, Irene 77 New York Ave. Parks, Elinor 338 7th St. Pattison, Agnes 7507 6th Ave. Pepoard, Regina 468a i6th St. Perkins, Ethel Tudor Towers. Lone Beach Phillips, Agnes 129 South Oxford St. Piggott, Margaret 310 Parkside Ave. Pleines, Claire 1403 Lorraine Ave. FOOTPRINTS 1 934 I ' k ' incs, hmily I ' ollock, Rici Prcndcrij.iM, |. 1403 Lorraine Ave. y59 Bedford Ave. 226 lenimure St. yuinn, Cuiierine (Mrs. illi.im Shell j 356 Ovinyton Ave. Quinn, M. ry 27 W ' eberfeld Ave., l- ' reeport, L. I. Quinn, Virginia 80 Vanderbilt Ave. R.ifferty, .Mary, 94 Hamilton . ' ve., New Brighton, S. 1. Raymond, 1-lorence 2152 X ' cst jth St. Reardon, Ethel 129 89th St. Reardon, Prances 129 89th St. Reardon, Gladys (Mrs. Joseph Hughes) 656 Martin St., Teaneck, N. J. Reilly, Grace, 132-20 S2nd St., Richmond Hill, L. I. Reilly, Madeline 120-06 133rd . ' ve., Richmond Hill, L. 1. Reilly, Margaret 3 1 1 Ocean Ave. Renda, Rose 1661 Benson Ave. Reynolds, Constance (Mrs. Ralph Furey) 49 Wellington Court Reynolds, Gertrude 25 2 j Delamere PI. Reynolds, Helen 2303 Newkirk Ave. Rick, Beatrice 755 Monroe St. Rick, Constance (Mrs. Leon Reyna), 755 Monroe St. Rickerby, Marie (Mrs. James Blake) 307 East Chestnut St., Long Beach, L. L Riordan, Katherine 12 St. Charles PL Roberts, Gertrude (Mrs. Lee Delworth) 6744 Ridge Blvd. Roche, Lillian 1210 John St., Far Rockaway, L. I. Roche, Margaret, 872 s 114th St., Richmond Hill. L. . Rockefeller, Elva i 54 St. Johns PI. Rockefeller, Marietta (Mrs. Harold Ryan) 7410 Ridge Blvd. Roeser, Dorothy 1029 82nd St. Romano, Catherine 8005 12th Ave. Roth, Irene 793 Willoughby Ave. Rowan, Eulalia 114-70 177th St., St. Albans, L. L Rowland, Louise (Mrs. William Schrauth) 1 9 1- II Woodhill Ave., Hollis, L. L Sabbatino, Catherine 420 Ocean Parkway Sabbatino, Marie 1713 Beverly Rd. St. John, Mary (Mrs. George Murphy) 1847 Madison PI. Salsano, Catherine 3825 56th St., Woodside, L. L Savino, Catherine (Mrs. Howard Fieri), 330 Union St. Savino, Marie (Mrs. Joseph Donohue) 875 Ocean Parkway Schaeffer, Elizabeth 463 Bainbridge St. Schlegel, Gabriclle 428 Greene Ave. Schluter, Marie 903 Bushwick Ave. Schneider, Anna 2018 Himrod St. Scholly, Miriam, 198 Maple Ave., Rockville Centre, L. I. Schrage, Anna 8532 178th St., Jamaica, L. L Schreiber, Teresa 147-50 87th Ave., Jamaica, L. L Scibilia, Annunciata 8302 4th Ave. Shannon, Catherine 135 Madison St. SViarpe, Vivia (Mrs. George Cassidy) 8417 Penelope Ave., Elmhurst, L. L Sheelian, Marie 5 1 Colonial Rd., I orest Hills, L. L Sheehy, Mary ,7 Fo. all St. Sheeran, .Muriel 9320 Ridge Blvd. Sheridan, Genevieve (Mrs. William Magee) 44 Butler PI. Sheridan, .Mary 4 2 8th St. Sheridan, Rosemary 229 Macon St. ;)herrie, l!thel (Mrs. Nicholas Ba. ter) 29 Norwood Ave., Clifton, S. L Slniinak, .Mary 7607 Colonial Rd. Simonetti, Dr. Amalia 9525 143rd St., Jamaica, L. I. Simpson, Muriel (.Mrs. Charles Schott) J55 77th St. 5J1 4th St. 5 17 84th St. 749 1 lancock St. 417 45th St. West Brighton, S. I. 1736 East 28th St Smith, Claire smith, Ethel .jmitti, Frances Snow, Dorothy Spies, Josephine, 163 Egbert Ave. Stack, Mary Stack, Virginia (Mrs. Thomas O ' Loughlin) J 5 Winthrop St. Stanley, Edith 1401 West (itii St. Stanton, Clare 223 Lenox Rd. Steinbrecher, Muriel CO Nurses Home, Johns Hopkins University, Balti- more, Md. Stewart, Helen .M. 2101 Beekman PI. Stokes, Anna, 101-33 1 1 2th St., Richmond Hill, L. I. Straub, Hclene (Mrs. Everett Hillman) Camp Hilltop, Hancock, N. Y. Struglia, Maria 1231 68th St. Stuart, Rose (Mrs. Thomas Doran) New Dorp Road, S. I. Sullivan, Dorothea, 167-12 Highland Ave., Jamaica, L. L Sullivan, Ethel 73 89th St. Sullivan, Helen 570 Pacific St. Sullivan, Margaret (Mrs. Alexander Mezey) 9302 Ridge Blvd. Surpless, Eleanor 290 Lincoln Rd. Teaken, Marion Thompson, Dorothy Thompson, Kathleen Tiernan, Sophia Todd, Sarah Toner, Agnes Toshack, Marion Townsend, Phyliss 107-0S Tracy, Catherine Traun, Teresa Trunz, Cecilia Twyford, Grace 8904 Shore Court (Mrs. Raymond Purcell) 604 Walnut Ave., Syracuse, N. Y. foj East 5 th St. 356 94th St. 402 Sterling PI. 768 Hancock St. 109-72 209th PI., Bellaire, L. I. 86th Ave., Richmond Hill, L. I. Forestport, N. Y. 73 Wvckoff Ave. 283 Highland Blvd. 239 Bainbridge St. Uhlinger, Marie, 8524 Forest Parkway, Woodhaven, L. I. Unser, Gertrude 349 Evergreen Ave. Vaughan, Kathleen Venezia, Mary Victory, Florence ' itale, Mildred 1470 East 10th St. 189 Wilson Ave. 9604 92nd Ave.. Woodhaven, L. I. 697 East 37th St. 90 FOOTPRINTS 1 934 ■Wahl, Madeleine, 86oz 121st St., Richmond Hill, L. I. Wallace, Margaret, 8763 115th St., Richmond Hill, L. I. Walters, Miriam (Mrs. James McLoughlan) 200 Lincoln Rd. Walsh, Geraldine 8006 Ft. Hamilton Parkway X ' alsh, Catherine 8006 Ft. Hamilton Parkway Walsh, Mary 530 6ist St. Walsh, Virginia 1432 East loth St. Ward, Grace 533 Garfield Ave., Jersey City, N. J. i ' ard, Marie 357 5th St. Waters, Kathryn 959 St. Johns PI. Weglein, Grace (Mrs. Arthur Mandell) 755 Eastern Parkway Wehman, Teresa, 101-28 1 13th St., Richmond Hill, L. I. Weiden, Helen (Mrs. William McCarthy) 156 Sunnyside Ave. Weiden, Josephine (Mrs. Joseph Barth) 114-73 176th St., St. Albans, L. I. Wenk, Evelyn 8909 98th St., Woodhaven, L. I. Wheeler, Catherine 9 Poplar St. Whelan, Mary 76 88th St. White, Anne 8 i Clinton Ave. White, Margaret (Mrs. Aloysius Lynch) 18-15 Beverly Rd. White, Mary 8 i Clinton Ave. Williams, Helen 7609 6th Ave. Willman, Dorothy, 5762 West Pine Blvd., St. Louis, Mo. V. oods, Elinor Worthley, Gladys 46 Rutland Rd. 321 Park PI. Willman, Marie Willmott. Marion £ ' ilson, Kathryn Wilson, NLirsaret Winheim, Margaret, 5 1 Christobal Winkler. Frances, loi Wanona St. 258 Ovington Ave. 208 Weirfield St. 423 Clermont Ave. 423 Clermont Ave. St.. Lynbrook, L. L , San Francisco, Cal. Young, Geraldine 41-78 Forley St., Elmhurst, L. L Sister Marie (Marie Brennan) Convent of Visitation 2002 Bayard Ave., Wilmington, Del. Sister M. Geraldine (Agnes Byrne) D ' Youville College, Buffalo, N. Y. Sister Consuela Marie (Mildred Duffy) St. Frances de Sales Convent, Rockcastle, Va. Sister Ann Loyola (Mary Patricia Dwyer) Mount St. Clair, Wappinger Falls, N. Y. Sister Mary Germaine (Grace Finlay) Brentwood, L. L Sister Teresa Marie (Kathryn Farrell), Brentwood, L. L Sister Dolores Marie (Margaret Kelly), Brentwood, L. L Sister Mary Madeleine (Ellen Manning) Classon and Willoughby Aves. Sister Baptista of the Holy Family Carmelite Convent (Emily O ' Mara) Schenectady, N. Y. Sister Marie Therese (Rosamond Thompson) Brentwood, L. L Sister NL Robertine (Roselyn Weiden) St. Joseph ' s College, Emmetsburg, Md. Sister Mary of St. Francis of Assisi (Eva Flinn) House of Good Shepherd, Hopkinson Ave. Mother Mary Godfrey (Ruth ' illmann) 399 Fruit Hill Ave., Providence, R. L Franciscan Missionaries of Mary Sister Mary Clotilde St. Joseph ' s College, Brooklyn, N. Y. Sister Mary Ignatius Catholic University, Washington, D. C. 91 FOOTPRINTS 1 934 Academy of St. Joseph IN-THE-PINES BRENTWOOD, NEW YORK Boarding School jor Toung LacUes (Preparatory Collegiate) Affiliated with the State University Complete Courses in Art, Vocal and Instrumental Music EXTENSIVE GROUNDS, LARGE CAMPUS, ATHLETICS ADDRESS: MOTHER SUPERIOR ST. 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