Arnold College - Fall In Yearbook (Milford, CT)

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fx Al-W5 'till 270 Ja ERICA WIENER Eureka Brossius, East, Spencer Glee Club, Pen, Phin, FALL IN Staif. Always roaming in thought over the universe. 79 MIRA E. WORKMAN Bunkie East, Hartwell Oh what may a girl within her hicle, Though angel on the outward side? 1 JESSE L. ZEVIN Jess Karl Kroh, Middle, Hartwell Pen To be short is no disgrace, Jess, only inconven rent at times. l35l

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-.. ..... Al- all In ll E ...MGLLQJQ8 A MARY L. SWEET Pinkie Brossius, West, Spencer Dramatics. -Short, but Sweet, and then aroiinol the corner canine Horace . . . DOROTHY I. TALMAGE Dot I Karl Kroh, West, Spencer Sword, Drarnatics. Oli, but when she dances! CATHERINE VAUGHAN Kay Karl Kroh, West, Froebel President of Sword. H er company was an everlasting pleasure to as- oilr best wishes go with her forever. GERTRUDE R. WALTON Gert,' Froebel, East, Hartwell Ah-pardon me-Mrs. Van Asterslicecl, I believe? E351

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I 'Harp if ,M Glnllegv Sveninr Gilman Eiainrg, 1928 It was the year 1998, and Jennie Jones, Skodunk's chief reason for traffic policemen, was at last prepared to go out in search of a higher edu- cation. Having long since exhausted Skodunk's possibilities in the train- ing of bigger and better morons, she was at present casting around for the lucky Alma Mater to be graced with her presence. The doorbell rang and Jennie quickly arose to meet her grandmother. The woman who stepped into the room was a bobbed hair beauty of sixty, who after successfully combating a siege of tuberculosis at twenty-one, and a cancer at forty-five, showed few signs of impairment. She crossed the room with a swinging stride and deposited in Jennie's lap a diary and a huge,red stunt book. Jennie unlocked the diary and setded hersehiin a deep chanrto read the scrawling record. The class of 1928 entered Arnold one September day with the bewil- derment usual to Freshmen. Blushingly they submitted to examinations, tried on new and fantastic uniforms, survived the indignities of first initia- tion and after a week arrived at Camp Dudley. The making of that first Fall Camp left an impression never to be erased-it marked the diierence between the life they had left and the three years before them. That Fall Camp and the following month of indoor work will always remain a little dim in their consciousness. A few vivid memories pierce the fog. The bitter cold day of the hockey game when all envied the Eskimo his warm climate. The day it snowed and swimming was not called off. Their first Red Middy Day when Miss Dudley and the goat both overran the old hockey field. The return to the dormitories required still another set of ad- justments. They whirled home for holidays and departed, leaving behind dazed parents who were willing to testify loudly and long as to the effect of environment on personality. By January they had emerged from the fog and had settled down-a typical iirst year class, both gullible and wise. In March came the Senior Exhibition. They saw their school presented in a nevvlight,the returning old grads,the thriH of the opening night,rnade each Freshman realize her comparative unimportance. VVMh the Hrst'Week of Bday cannethen'introducUon to Idayground Teaching. Under the fresh blue P. T.'s hearts beat fast as the prospective teachers faced sixth grade boys, hardened reprobates. In a week they had recovered and were chatting nonchalantly as they traveled daily on the l37l