St Margarets School - Salmagundi Yearbook (Waterbury, CT)

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4- at ff fa X lg 4 , zwxi slgsttf is i iitiX. illft 42 , I ii l lj MA ii' ,, ,, ' Gbnrr Ahnarh tht' Euggrr fb , VW! 1 ' N f 'r . 1' 4 iff? W' Christened with the new dignity of its estate as a full-fledged member of the S.M.S. fleet, our good ship Victory began her maiden voyage in 1928. With a small but able crew, we sailed under the command of Captain Barrett, with Marion Cameron as first mate. We had a line time getting our sea legs, though we ran into many storms and fogs, and we learned what it is to be the youngest ship of a fleet. A high wave on the sea that year was our pajama party on the upper deck, enjoyed by both crew and passengers. Later in the year, we sighted the Keep Tryst, our sister ship, to which we were invited to attend movies. After sailing into home port for three short months of leave, we were hack on duty as third class men. Marion Cameron was commander for this second trip, and we made an addition to -our staff. Purser Field came aboard and she's been here with us ever since in that same capacity, or might we say-bunk? On this cruise, we decided to give a hop in the Blue Hills Night Club, so we secured leave and held a gala reception at which everyone hopped with great agility and happiness. But this was not to be the last of our gaiety. We were permitted, with the fourth class men, to land at Quassapaug, where we enjoyed a picnic and all the good things that go with it. A little later, while off duty, we had a bridge at Martha Curtiss, house for our sister crew, the seniors. This year we were still underclass men, but when we left for summer leave, we were sure that on our return we should be usomebodiesf' Three months later, ready for the third trip, we appointed Mary Smith as captain, with Lieutenant Schaffer as second in command. Our entertainment this year was again on shipboard, and we showed how well we had acquired the sailoris knack for cooking, decorating, and entertaining. After this play, we settled down once more to what we then thought was hard work and difficult cruising. With the assistance of Miss Lanctot Eighrccn

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M'AMIE Pendant nos nnnee: lei ei l'6eole, Tout le monde vous oimait Vous etiez .fi dr6le! Mais your Etes une umie Si gentille au Coeur, Qu'1'l est tres dijficile De faire les adieux! MISS PINE Youive brought us through various mys- teries Of angles that equal each otherg The reason why half of one segment Must equal the square of anotherg The potato-sack problem where A Ran about with surprising rapidityg The one where an awful solution Developed a minus acidity! You've taught us amazing reactions Of polygons sitting on end- But we still can remember you smiling And we still want to call your our friend. MISS WOOD A brand new dessert Mysteriously appears- A birthday cake- A picnic surprise- And somewhere we know There is the thoughtfulness Of one who goes on giving- Giving of herself And smiling softly. MISS MEMORY Miss Memory, we hope you'll forget The strain of the class recitationg For now we have grown to regret That our notebooks lacked organization. From them how could you expect That our versified tribute to you Would be scholarly and lacking defect, Though our admiration be true? MISS CHANDLER Behind those grey-blue eyes QD That laugh with us, - ' We have felt the depth Of your sympathy and understanding And your patient kindness. Through happy crowded days You have helped us always- Untiring. And so, Miss Chandler. As we pause in farewell, We are not sad- For in our hearts we carry always The memory of a friend. MISS SCI-IUMACHER XVith common sense, Of course, you'd smile at usg But with your genial humor Sometimes you laugh with us. We know We've earned some ehiding For study hall maneuvres- But really we're not thoughtless. When things are still forgotten, VVe'll remember you. Seventeen Q handler

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in the crow's nest, we sailed the seas safely. However, the time came for us to elect a new adviser, and we promptly chose as our navigator, Miss Williams, who has guided us well in the ideals set down by former ships of the fleet. Then with the intervening junior essays, we were occupied for some time, but we soon finished, in time to appoint our staff which was booked as follows: Admiral, Mary Smith, for might we say admirable?jg Vice-Admiral, Iimmy O'Neillg Secretary of the Log, Martha Curtissg Purser, Charlotte Field, and Chief Bugler, Barbara Barrett. And with these illustrious seamen as our lead- ing navigators, we attended the fleet's banquet for the first and second class men. There we were properly battered and frayed but our seaworthy vessel came out of the storm in good shape and in our hearts nothing but love and admiration for our rival ship. Although the seniors rnade many clever maneuvres fat least they thought sob, they were unable to unearth-our rather unsea-our mascot. It, by the way, was at that time reposing in the boiler room, just in case the other ships would like to know for future reference. The following day we victoriously brought forth our Winged Victory-rather appropriate, don't you think? And she now proudly adorns our prow,-by the way, the occasion of her first appearance was a very enjoyable picnic which we held indoors since we were not able to brave the storm. With new gold uniforms, a new chantey, and the lily-of-the-valley as our crest, we were all rigged to set sail again after a safe mooring for another summer's leave. With a larger and better crew than ever, we set out on our fourth cruise with high hopes. Our first big affair as seniors was the picnic at the shore fireplace, the gift of last year's first class men. Close upon this gala occasion followed another hop, this time on board ship. Creepy and mysterious figures floated about the Heet, which lay at anchor around the first class boat, for it was Hallowe'en night-even ships have ghosts! Soon to ward OH the prying curiosity of the sleuthing juniors, we held our Sa! selections before Christmas and surprised them with our promptness and the fine results. Before Christmas leave, a pageant was held on the upper deck, and beautiful strains of music from our choir floated across the water. It was so inexpressibly lovely and, unhappily, our last! Of course, with all this pleasure, there were plenty of duties. We dreaded the write-ups due for future logs, and those necessary evils, essays, which are better left un- mentioned. But along with the obligations, we enjoyed such privileges as studying on the bridge on Friday nights, using the senior ladder and the ward room. And then, with quaking voices and bruised knees, we struggled through the throes of Glee Club try-Outs, and many of our able seamen were victorious. About the middle of the year, with Miss White as our competent and experienced guide, we anchored at New York for the day and viewed the Metropolitan Museum and listened to the exquisite opera Lalqmf-with Lily Pons-which were subjects of perfection to us seamen, too ignorant of such delights. An exclusive treat we have enjoyed several times, has been mess in our Commander-in- Chief's cabin on Sunday nights. After spring leave and even a little before, since a mighty battle raged between the junior and senior cruisers-a battle which was stopped at the peril of a trip to Davey Iones-we began to worry about the little problems of the second class men. But on April first-it seems to be a tradition-they released us from anxiety and announced their commanding olficers, and we forthwith invited them to Ninelcen