West Philadelphia Catholic Girls High School - Gleam Yearbook (Philadelphia, PA)

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Day, the varsity played Catholic High, and even the Faculty excused our excitement over the game, probably because they were so excited themselves. March A sudden recurrence of study announced the second exam. We were wise enough to avoid the bother of trying to cultivate a drag, for we knew that our fates were pretty well decided. However, our splurge of study pulled us through at school with at least less than two Hunks, and all sorts of promises to improve got us by at home. On March 16th, various green dec- orations told us that the next day would be Saint Patrick's Day. Alas! It also reminded us that we were deprived of a holiday, for the Irish saint's feast day came on Saturday. The successful season for the varsity now closed and the tournament came to an end. We had hoped for an increase in our pocket money, for as it was Lent, we did not indulge in sweets as often as before. But our dream of prosperity was shattered, for our wise treasurers took advantage of the opportunity to collect our long overdue class fees. April We were fooled a good bit on they traditional fool's holiday, but then we had no idea April was so near at hand. We were very busy just now, as it was almost Easter and sad is the girl who can display no new regalia on Easter morn. The energy expended in wandering through the stores in search of bargains left us with an overdose of spring fever. This state was aided by the balminess of the weather w'hich we offered as an excuse every time a stern voice was heard saying, What do you mean by not paying attention during classnf We were even too tired to argue with the Sisters who declared spring should be mark a rejuvenation of spirit. May I. We had long anticipated the time when we should travel down to see the Nation's Capital, but the Washington trip, a privilege allotted only to Seniors, helped to sadden us a little, for it made us realize more fully the fact that this was our last year. We began to be especially good just now, for we were afraid that we might he a little unladylike and hence lose our trip. However, when the reservations had been made, we once more became our gay selves, and crammed all the fun we could into our three days in the White City. Even when we are eighty, we think we ,shall be telling about sitting on the bed screaming, It's Three o'Clock in the Morningl' long after that hour, of the irate roomers in neighboring hotels, and of how the more childish of us slid along the marble floors of the Capitol, much to the distress of the guards. We know our parents had to resort to earmuffs before we were home two hours. Tqufzzty-folzr

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?i were yanked from their hiding places, girls were seen poring over books almost anywhere, suddenfattempts were made-to convince the Sisters that we loved them very much, always had, and always would, if they would only pass us, frantic pleas ofl more studying to be done when our parents sought us to come to bed at three A. M.-all this heralded the arrival of exams. Somehow we managed to blame all our failures on the fact that the questions came from the old school. December Just then announcement was made of the Christmas play. Because of the many who desired to act in the play, it was a rather difficult task to select the actresses, but we are convinced that the selection could not have been better. The individuals who were not so fortunate as to win a speaking part in the drama, consoled themselves by deploring the loudness of 'their companions. There are even a few who do not envy the players because of the fun they experienced while the rest were practicing. We now elected our A. A. officers and were soon assailed by cries for money to buy A. A. tickets. Of cours: we vere really good for the week preceding Christmas for fear we would Hnd nothing but a lump of coal in our stock- ings on Christmas morn. Elllllafy We found many surprises waiting for us when we returned after our Christmas vacation, among them a most unpleasant one-the Senior classes were to be rearranged. The sections were Well mixed up and many a sorrowing classmate mourned the departure of her best friend to the next class. To appease our suffering the Sisters placed most of us as we had been before. Each section was happy to receive the newcomers but sad to think that it was losing some good friends. This month might be aptly termed Lecture Month for in addition to the daily lectures on our con- duct and the loud cries for ads for the Annual, we had an interesting illustrated lecture on Rome, and another on the modern drama. Soon the varsity and class teams were announced, the selection of the varsity sextette causing the hearts of many of the undergrads to throb in ecstasy. The varsity played a very successful month, cheered on by the whole school. February The series of lectures for Annual money was interrupted by the Juniors, who were now soliciting our aid for the Prom. Of course we were quite willing to attend this event, since it gave us the opportunity of displaying our boy friends. The Class of '29 proved themselves doubly active by giv- ing a very well-enacted play in behalf of the Annual. On Saint Valentine's Twenty-three tg! 3 'F X

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UBC 3' We never thought that we should ever regret having no more exams, but even the giddiest girl looked solemn when she thought that these would be our last exams. Long ago, in September, 1924, we looked enviously upon those who had graduated the June before, but now we almost wish that we were again Freshies that we might have three more years in West Catholic. Class Day was the last day we could view our friends' pranks, and when the curtain fell on the day of graduation, we were no longer Seniors, but Alumnae. We face a world where there are no kind class- mates to prompt us, a world where our Guardian Angel cannot coax the Sister into saying, Next girl, please. We can but hope that, along with being the first graduates of the West Philadelphia Catholic Girls' High School, we, the Class of '28, might be first in everything else as well. lVIARGARET PATRICIA GALLAGHER, '28. Sometimes Sometimes when the day is done, A little after the set of sun, ff bout the time when the leafy trees ff re swaying in the twilight breeze- 1 like to sit and :lreaml Sometimes I think of the things I ue done ffnd find some battles lost-some won, Sometimes, my heart just sings and sings When I gifue thought to many things. For-I like to sit and dream. And when the dusk comes down at last Time always goes so -very fastl What did 1 think of all the while? So many thoughts-I have to smile-- But-I like to sit and zlream. IDA MAE WESTBROOK, '28. Tfwenty-five