Annie Wright School - Shield Yearbook (Tacoma, WA)

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THE HYAK 17 Editor-in-Chief Associate Editors Personals Alumnae Exchange Locals Notes of Old Girls Athletics Business Manager Advertising Agents EDITORIAL STAFF MELLIE M HUBBARD, 02 ( ELLEN LAWLER, 02 . ] MARY KAUTZ, 02 ( ELIZABETH BUTLER, ‘03 Department Editors j GENEVIEVE ODSON, ’03 ’ ( MABEL COOPER, ’03 MARGARET YOUNG, ’03 EVA MAE CORSON, ’04 HILDA VAETH, ’02 • J MARGUERITE WHITE, ’03 CHARLOTTE McNEELY,’03 BEATRICE GOLDFINCH, 04 Business Staff WINIFRED LOOMIS ’02 LOUISE STONE, 04 )RUBY BILGER, 04 Subscription Agents t MIZAE NOONAN. 03 J EDITH WILLIAMS. 04 THK HYAK is published monthly from October to June. Subscription price, 50c a year. Single copies 10c. Contributions are requested from former pupils and present members of the school. Literary communications should be addressed to the Editor-in-Chief; business letters to the Business Manager. This issue brings to a close the first school year of the ex- istence of the Hvak, leaving Miss Butler alone on the editorial staff. When the present management gave its first number of the Hyak to the girls, its aim was to promote the school’s in- terest and to issue monthly a paper that would be worthy of the Annie Wright Seminary. There have been discouraging peri- ods in the short life of the Hyak— either through lack of inter- est or through the carelessness of the students — but we have never given up. Some good may have been done by our efforts and appreciated, but if no one has gained anything we still do not consider our work thrown away, for we, at least, have gained in experience. We desire to thank the teachers, advertisers, re- porters and students who have so kindly aided us to make the Hyak a success, and we wish all success to the new manage- ment during the next year. The illness of Miss Winifred Loomis has been particularly unfortunate. She was not only the business manager of the Hyak, hut also one of the members of the graduating class. Miss Loomis has attended the school for many years, commencing her education in the primary department. She was particularly missed by her companions in the art and music classes. As she has always taken an active part in all affairs of the school, at this time of the year when there are so many school festivities she has, indeed, been missed.

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16 THK HYAK We thank the trustees for the protection and interest they have given the school while we have been here. To you, Miss Port, and to our teachers, we owe many thanks for the pleasures and benefits received in so many ways. To you we owe a great debt of gratitude for having labored with great patience to tit us for the life that is before us. Whatever our future may be, whether we attend college, remain at ho me, or travel in foreign countries, we hope to profit by your noble examples and reach our highest goal in life— true womanhood. Again we thank you for all you have done for us. It is sad to say farewell to our friends, but it is especially hard to say good-bve to those who have become so dear to ms. Of all friendships, those formed at school are the dearest. In the future years we shall look back on the many occasions in which we have all participated with so much pleasure. And, classmates, the class of ’02 will never again meet as it has the past year. We will no longer be the seniors, but the freshmen of the world. As we go from the life of school into the school of life, let us ever keep before us the motto we have chosen, “Parcc Metu”— “Cast out Fear.” Mkllie Hi bbard. CLOSING RECITAL. PART FIRST. Two Pianofortes— Overture, Egmont Beethoven MISSES INEZ ELLIOT, NELLIE BARKER and EDITH WILLIAMS, BEATRICE GOLDFINCH Chorus— May Time Ricci Pianoforte — Bluettes, Schutt MISS MARGURITE WHITE Song — Good Night, Chadwick MISS EDITH WEST Pianoforte — Polonaise Moszkowski MISS INEZ ELLIOT PART SECOND. Chorus — Voices of the Woods Rubenstein Pianoforte — Scherzo Mendelssohn MISS LOUISE STONE Song— Burst, Ye Apple Buds Emery MISS EDITH WILLIAMS Pianoforte— Kamennoi Ostrow Rubenstein MISS CHARLOTTE M’NEELY I Ich Hatte Einst Ein Vaterland Lassen = n g? 8 The Wooing Sieveking MISS LULU SCOTT Two Pianofortes— Slavonic Dances Dvorak MISSB2S CHARLOTTE M’NEELY and LOUISE STONE

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18 THK HYAK A SENIOR CLASS MEETING . One afternoon a great commotion was heard among the seniors, and all the undergraduates waited around expectantly, but it turned out that the seniors were only holding a class meet- ing. So the others went away with their noses at an angle of 45 degrees, saying among themselves, “Such a fuss over an old class meeting.” But this was not to be an ordinary class meeting. It had been decided that as there were only six seniors they would all write the class poem together, each one supplying a little of her individual wit to make up a brilliant whole. Mary Kautz’s room was the chosen “poet’s corner,” and thither they retired after the three o’clock closing bell. Now, in one comer of the room was a comfortable divan covered with cushions. This Mellie and Hilda scrambled for immediately, overturning chairs and scuffing up rugs in their mad rush. Sara and Ellen placed themselves sedately in two rocking-chairs near the window. Winifred, as secretary pro tern., improvised a desk of a chair and sprawled gracefully on the floor. Mary roamed aimlessly around the room. Now everything was ready; but where a minute before had been laughing, quarreling and joking, a dead silence fell on the room. Then all began talking at once and this is what it sound- ed like to the listener on the other side of the door; 4 ‘What shall we write about?” “What is a class poem about if you don’t have a history V “You begin, Winnie, then we’ll all help.” “No, I won’t; I’m only going to write.” Chorus; “No, you’re not; you’ve got to help.” Mellie; “Well, Mary, get those college books and let’s put our words to the same metre as that cute one we read the other day.” “Oh, ves; here it is. Let’s see — ‘I shall tell you in rhyme how once on a time Three seniors tramped up to the inn Ingleheim.’ ” “Oh, that’ll never do! Haven’t you any books of poems?” Every girl there rushed for the book-case. There was a general clatter of chairs, dishes, etc. Then for a minute there was silence. Each one took a book and returned to her corner in- terestedly leafing over the pages. Soon there was a general chorus of “I low ' d this do;” and each one began revising the poem she had found. “ 4 A Prince I was, blue eyed and fair of face. ' “Let ' s see. seniors, we are bright eyed and Oh. say, can’t you tell me something to rhyme with face!”