Baldwin School - Prism Yearbook (Bryn Mawr, PA)

Text from Pages 1 - 68 of the 1922 volume:

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Arch and Fourth Streets Philadelphia Trade with Our Advertisers jfltlestom Vol. VIII June 7, 1922 Number 6 ISoarQ of (CDitors Editor-in-Chief, FRANCES OaKFORD, 1922 Business Manager Florence Clothier. 1922 Lower School Julia Marie Assistant Business Manager Louise Wilson, 1923 Art Editor Janet Turnbull, 1923 Literary Editors Helen Battin, 1923 Emma Lee Cox, 1924 Cecile Robinson, 1923 Frankie Carroll. 1923 Martha Hodgson, 1924 Eloise Smith, 1923 Louise Ritchie, 1923 Published six times a year by the pupils of The Baldwin School, Bryn Mawr, Pa. Cable of Contents PAGE Editorial—Making Square Pegs Round............... 8 Commencement Program................................. 9 Milestone Honors..................................... 10 Further Thoughts on Knowing People Helen Drusilla Loekwood 13 A Scene I Wish I Could Paint.................... 14 Senior Poem—“We Come in the Cold of Morn” filoise Crowell Smith 15 Senior Song, Elisabeth W. Barringer.................. 16 The Senior Class..................................... 18 Baby Pictures ........................................30-31 Senior Statistics ...................................... 32 Senior Prophecy ........................................ 33 Exchanges .............................................. 40 School Notes ......................................... 42 Athletics .............................................. 45 Crow's Nest .......................................... 46 Alumnae Notes .......................................... 51 U0J3U(J0g 1S3.U0JF Upper School fEfje CbitovS of “tCfje JtlileStonc” ant) fCfje Class of 1922 m miringlp Qebicate fCfjiS IBoolt to J$ltnnie iJBechlmti) tutorial awaking Equate pegs UounD Our American zeal for standardization is a terrible and wonderful thing. It makes us build houses with nothing but their street numbers to differentiate them. It leads milliners to copy a Paris hat in cheaper materials—with the result that shop girls and debutantes are indistinguish- able; and look what it does to our public buildings. All our gasoline stations are miniature Graeco-Roman temples, large railroad terminals are built on the lines of Roman baths and all ecclesiastical buildings are a heterogeneous conglomeration of Romanesque and Gothic, French, Ger- man or English. We crave “normalcy” even in education. If a girl is endowed with a brilliant mathematical mind she must spend a great deal of her time struggling with Latin and English because without these subjects she would not be “educated.” No matter what her individual inclinations and ability, no matter what her own views on a given subject may be, she must conform to the standard. What the colleges have decreed, the schools must confirm. So year after year our preparatory schools sand- paper the square pegs until they are all quite smooth and round. Then the colleges set their stamp upon them, until at the end they are like different brands of soap—each college turning out its own particular brand. Our modern Shakespeares are forced to play football—every normal American boy ought to play football—while the unimaginative athlete slaves over Paradise Lost. This levelling process begins so early that long before girls are out of prep, school, many of them have learned to spend little or no time on the thing for which they have any natural ability, in order that they may have more time to grapple with the subjects which are round holes for them. Unfortunately, square pegs once made round can no longer fit square holes. By neglecting algebra, for example, a girl’s mathematical powers are greatly lessened, and she may even lose much of her interest in the subject. The result is that society acquires another normal Ameri- can woman, with a well-rounded education, a perfectly balanced intellect and a healthy, vigorous body—mens sana in corpore sano—all of which would be admirable, if it were not that at the same time civilization loses a potential mathematician who would, perhaps, have proved of inestimable value to the world. Of course, the numbers of people who, even given the best of opportunities, could be truly great, must necessarily be in the minority, and for the majority no one will deny the benefits to be derived 8 from a well-rounded education. Here comes the tyranny of the majority again. True, there are opportunities for very highly specialized training after one has finished school or even after college, but by that time many people have become too standardized to do more than dabble at a lot of things more or less successfully. Their one talent has been so over- whelmed by a dozen other things that they do not even know what it is. Is it any wonder then that we have so few great men in any field and those we have are not of this generation? One would think to glance at a book catalog that America had a won- derful modern literature, but of all that horde of books not one is truly great. Except for variations of style they are all on the same dead-level of mediocrity. Those who wrote badly have been pushed forward; those who would have written supremely well have been ridden on the curb. The “great American novel” will never be written under our present edu- cational system, nor can anything else really great and individual be accomplished by machine-made education. The majority benefit, of course. We may even become in time the best educated nation in the world; all graduates of our public schools may be able to appreciate music, art and literature equally—only by that time there will he no new art or music or literature to appreciate, for we shall have smoothed all the square pegs out of existence. Commencement program St. Anne, “O God, Our Help in Ages Past” Prayer...............................The Rev. Andrew Mutch (а) “How Should I Your True Love Know”..............Engtnel Glee Club (б) “Greetings” .....................................Brahms Glee Club and Chorus Awarding of Diplomas Address by William Allan Neilson, Ph.D., LL.D. on “Some Products and By-Products of Education” Chorale from “Die Meistersinger”.....................Wagner Glee Club and Chorus “The Star-Spangled Banner” 9 Milestone Donors Report Submitted by the Department of English Poetry— First prize: “We Come in the Cold of Morn,” Senior Poem, by Eloise Crowell Smith, published in The Book of 1922. Honorable mention: “Fantasie,” by Eloise Crowell Smith, published in the November Issue. The Department of English also commends “A Lugubrious Sonnet,” by Frances S. Oakford, published in Drama and Poetry. From the Lower School, “A |Winter Fairyland Song,” by Barbara Kirk, published in Stories, deserves special notice. IM AG IN ATI VE PROSE— First prize: “Francois Villon Celebrates Christmas,” by Elizabeth W. Barringer and Frances S. Oakford, published in Drama and Poetry. Editorial Prose— The Department of English feels that this year a piece of editorial prose of such distinction has been written that they have recom- mended a new prize to be awarded when there is work of this kind sufficiently distinguished to merit it. The School gives it for the first time to Religious Instruction in School: An Anszver,” by Frances S. Oakford, published in the May Issue. The Department wishes to recommend the sustained excellence of the editorials during this year. Humorous Writings— “The Journal of an Undeveloped Mind ” by Janet Turnbull, published in Croiv’s Nest, is worthy of mention. Business Management— The Department especially commends the work of Florence Clothier as business manager during 1920-1921 and 1921-1922, the two most difficult years financially that The Milestone has faced. When she took office, it was doubtful whether The Milestone could be printed during that year because of the soaring price of pub- lication and the business depression which made it unusually difficult to secure advertisements. Her untiring efforts and care- ful planning have made it possible for the regular six issues to appear each year. 10 jFurtfjer Cjjougljts on ttnoUmtg People One of the great disadvantages of a private school is that we are shut off from close intercourse with people of a different class from ourselves, with fundamentally different conceptions of life, with rich gifts for us out of their battle for a living or their love of beauty inherited from the Old World, with lives tragic from meeting the desperate problems which tear our civilization, with needs which it is our responsibility to meet. The challenge of the editorial of the last issue of The Milestone has made me want more than ever to share with you, if I can, some glimpses of this other side of life which came to me at the Bryn Mawr Summer School for Women Workers. I often found that these girls straight from the factory had a passion for making the world a more beautiful place and a vision of how it might be done that stripped away all the complacency of one who had had every opportunity. I think of a Russian Jew who came to this country when she was ten, who had gone to a private school in Russia where a funny little old man had taught her the alphabet, who went three years to school here in America and who then—thirteen years old—went into the factory. “I loved school, especially reading,” she said, “but I was the oldest, and I had to help support the family.” She has read most of the important contemporary writers, and she questioned me profoundly about meanings in such masterpieces as Dante’s Divine Comedy. With a will to beauty and utter selflessness, she has dedicated herself as a volunteer to organize her comrades; it is so that she has come to feel that, as she says it, “we cannot live to ourselves alone.” Many of the workers have learned this lesson in a bitter school. A Swede, because she had kept an expense account for years and knew how much money a week a girl needs in order to live respectably, testified before the minimum wage board of her state, lost her job because of this and could not get another in her home town because the Chamber of Commerce had “blacklisted” her for her testimony. A skilled telephone operator, who helped to make possible the present reasonable hours, who is therefore blacklisted all over the country and able to work at her trade with the telephone company, only if she were to change her name, nevertheless feels that the only thing that matters is to work for the good of all her comrades. A hatmaker from New York is a veritable Hamlet in her struggle to harmonize with her conscience the terrible facts she has to face. Again and again they expressed their sadness at the contrasts in life; again and again I wondered why they were not more bitter. One of them, a foreigner of rare gentleness and 11 sincerity, wrote about a luncheon which she had attended at one of the estates near here, “When we arrived at the house, a butler dressed in white opened the door and showed us to the garden. On the lawn in front of the house were tables and on them all kinds of fruit and most expensive dishes; waiters waited on every table Sitting by the table one could see nature’s beauty—meadows with tall grass, flowers of all kinds, and in the far distance a ridge of hills and forests; the trees along the hills, well-grown, wealthy in leaf, and touched by the rays of the setting sun, gave strong, luminous colors. Perceiving all this beauty, I thought with horror of the people who must dwell in the cities in small rooms and congregate on the steps or sidewalks, where children have not a place even to stand. I thought of our neighbor who could not find any work for eighteen weeks; of his little girl who had to stay home from school for not having shoes to wear; of Mrs. Simon, who lives on the fourth floor and has no water, for the plumbing is so poor. Thinking about all these things, I felt so depressed that when I heard the music which was also on the program, I heard cries of thousands of people deprived of all that makes life worth while living.” Their minds are constantly searching for the remedies that will free human life from this tragedy, and the best of them, not content with cease- less group activity, challenge the depths of individual hearts. I recall especially one paper with its awkward foreign turn of phrase: “Who are you, you who advocate tolerance without knowing what it means to be tolerant, you who advocate freedom and are the first to enslave everyone about you? All, all of us are a part of this whirlpool where we are dragged down and where we drag others down. In our moments of unselfishness have we ever stopped to count toward how many we are unselfish? Take the mother for instance, who loves her child but would sacrifice every other child of other mothers for the benefit of hers. A father would make millions of others slaves in order that he may give his children comfort. A sister would lose part of her life if she heard that her brother was betrayed, yet she would not be very scrupulous in bringing lovers to her feet, and sending them off with an “I don’t love you” after she had encouraged them In all our splendor of beautiful words we forget to see that we are in this very tumult and we are the ones who create it Not until we free ourselves from the selfishness within ourselves can we be human beings ” Sometimes with quick sympathy, they throw out encouragement to a younger, less experienced girl, challenging her to her best, as when a Roumanian wrote: 12 “One of the most beautiful souls stood still, aghast and ashamed because she could not play the music she felt. “Poor, wonderful, beautiful soul, I love you. What else matters? You, who are as beautiful the music played, live a life as clean and pure as the feelings that are produced by this music. Why, oh why stand with bowed head before that of which you are a part? Let not discontent whisper in your ear and tempt you, but be yourself, for you are life, you are music, you are beauty.” Or, like the same Roumanian, they plead for beauty. “The violin was playing and some with bowed heads were praying. “For universal unity of mind and heart “Where words and action would be more than a mere blot on mankind’s history. “The blot of blood and rage, passion for individual conquest has existed long enough. “Let us have the turn of music. “For such moments, I believe, “Link hearts and minds of men “And liberate their souls from long, long sleep.” Or they are like the restless young person who could not study in peace at the school until she had done something to rectify unfortunate conditions among the servants; who this past winter has been earning her living and at the same time has managed to take courses in Physics, Ameri- can History and French, and has finally won her way to a school where she is training to become a teacher of workers’ classes. Many, many of them are just girls longing, as you do, for the color and thrills, for dancing, basketball, swimming, days of freedom outdoors, and often contributing from their savings to a camp where they and their fellow-workers can go for week-ends or their short vacations. To know them is to realize the burning problems of our twentieth century life; but it is also to feel the lift of their passionate longing for beauty, their indomitable faith in the dawn of the brotherhood of man, their will to bring it about by understanding themselves and the needs of others around them. One longs as never before, to put no obstacle in their way by failure to comprehend them; and above all to be sure that one uses one’s owi multitudinous opportunities as fully, as courageously and as generously as they use their few, and to join them, wherever one is, in making the life of the world an expression of justice and beauty. Helen Drusilla Lockwood 13 3 cene 3 [ 3isfj 3 Couio Paint How often I see things that I know will only last for a moment and will then become vague memories or forgotten dreams, yet at the time I know that they are the most beautiful things I shall ever see, for me the most beautiful things in the world. A lofty friendly mountain range, a brilliant, glowing sunset, a clear winter sky, a rippling lake, the booming ocean, a terrible, wonderful thunder storm, all at the moment almost hurt, they are so big, so glorious. They make me feel so small, so insignificant and yet so full of life. I want to hold them all, to keep them, to become a part of them or make them a part of me. An author can say them and an artist can paint them, but I can only feel them for the hour, then forget them in the whirl of living. If only I were an author or an artist and could express not alone what I see but the feeling that goes with it. A few days ago on a walk, after a long pull up from the river valley, we stopped to rest and look about. It was a clear, cool, living spring day. Everything was alive or coming to life. Across the background were the rolling hills on the other side of the river. A little village nestled between them looked polished white, and fields of green wheat, plowed earth and gh ground gave a neat checkerboard appearance. On almost every hillside there were orchards of blossoming peach, apple and cherry trees; even from where we stood they seemed to gleam—delicate tints of pink, cream and white. Far off in the valley we could see a blue, sparkling, rippling bend of the river. It reflected in every sparkle the atmosphere of the clean spring day. On a nearby hill, a man was plowing with a white and a dark chestnut horse. He seemed small in comparison to his sur- roundings, but I envied him his chance to kick aside the soft, brown, earthy clods and his chance to talk to his sturdy horses. He was part of it all and he lived it. I wonder if he knew how precious was his gift. The whole world was poignant with spring and reawakening life, and as 1 breathed it in and tried to fill myself with it, 1 prayed that I might keep something of it with me always, for it was God. How sordid even the most beautiful of city streets is beside this big, fresh, new, clean scene. At the time this view filled me and held me. It hurt because it was so lovely, but the hurt was in the realization that I could not have it forever. An author or artist is lucky; he not only never loses precious sights and feeling but gives them to the world. If only I could express in some lasting way, what means so much to me. 14 Mentor $oem “£ 3e Come in tfjc Co ID of C0orn” Iphigenia in Tauris In the cold of the early morning We have come to watch for the dawn, And the wet mist spreads around us And the last of the stars is gone. Then far on the dim horizon A flush sweeps up the sky And streaks the clouds with crimson Like veils, by the wind blown high. Slowly the dawn comes, shining, With the golden sun in her hands, With her hair like the gold of sunbeams, Alone in the sky she stands— A hush spreads over us softly At the sight of a beautiful thing; And as we stand there listening, The birds begin to sing. Our hearts are filled with their singing And our faces wet with the dew; We watch the sunrise fading And the sky turns deeper blue. Higher still through the heavens The dawn bears the golden sun. And now her hair is flame-tinged, And swiftly her white feet run. Now all the world is singing, But we alone are still, Watching the glow of the sunrise Fading behind the hill. And there in the cool of the morning, Hushed by the sight of the dawn We feel in our hearts the whisper Of a voice saying, “On, go on!” Eloise Crowell Smith 15 Mentor ong Tune—“Stille Thrduen”—Schumann Although our paths divergent Lead under distant skies, And though new vistas open Before our eager eyes, The happy years we have spent here, The friendships that we have made, Are one with us, cannot leave us, Nor from our memory fade. And thus, into your keeping We give, and say good-bye, The lamp of true good friendship ’Twas ours to keep it high. And if we failed to do so, Tis yours to take and try. Elizabeth W. Barringer 16 Advisory Board Hockey Team H )t Mentor Class ELIZABETH WETHERED BAR RINGER “Libby” “Jerry” 2105 Walnut Street, Philadelphia Years 1915-1922 “None knew thee but to love thee; None named thee but to praise.” Glee Club T9-’20, ’20-’21, ’21-’22; Dramatic Club '19-20, '2W22, chairman ’20-’21 ; French Club '20- 21, ’21-’22; Walking Club '21-’22; Student Advisor '21-22: De- bating Club ’21-’22; Advisory Board '21-22; Author of Senior Prophecy ’20-’21 ; Author of Senior Vaudeville ’21-’22; President of Senior Class ’21-’22. MARY BEECHER “Beech” Hillsboro, Ohio Years 1920-1922 “Life is a jest, all things show it; 1 thought so once, and now I know it.” Eleventh Class Play ’20-’21; Second Hockey Team, Captain ’21-’22; Vice-Presi- dent of Senior Class ’21-’22. 18 THEDA PETERS “Thede” “Pete” 561 East Wisconsin Avenue, Neenah. Wis. Years 1919-1922 “Give me, kind Heaven, a private station, A mind serene for contemplation.” Eleventh Class Play ’20-'21 ; Student Ad- visor ’21-’22; Secretary of Senior Class ‘21- 22. MARION LEE ALEXANDER “Jazzbo” Scott, Arkansas Years 1918-1922 “Let me have music dying, And 1 seek no more delight.” Orchestra ‘19-‘20. ’20-‘21; Choir '21-'22; Treasurer of Senior Class 21-‘22. 19 ELIZABETH ALCORN “Baby” 417 S. Carlisle Street, Philadelphia Years 1914-1922 “I shall ne’er beware of my own wit Till I break my shins against it.” Vice-President of Eighth Class '17-’18; Glee Club ’19-’20; Eleventh Class Play ’20- ’21; Dramatic Club ’21-’22; Walking Club ’21-’22; French Club ’21-’22; B. D. X. Com- mittee ’21-’22. LOUIE GEORGE ALEXANDER “Lou” “Citee Mouse” Scott, Arkansas Years 1918-1922 “Hence, loathed melancholy.” F. B. S. for Posture ’18-’19; Advisory Board ’19-’20; B. D. N. Committee ’20-’21 ; Chairman 21-’22; Captain of Class Hockey Team ’20-’21, ’21-’22; Captain of Class Basketball Team ’20-’21 ; Treasurer of A. A. ’21-'22; Head of Hockey ’21-’22; First Hockey Team ’21-’22; Student Advisor ’21- ’22. BLANCHE PHRO BROUSSARD “Phro” Abbeville, Louisiana Years 1919-1922 “There was a sound of revelry by night.” Orchestra ’19-’20; French Club ’!9-’20; Glee Club ’21-’22. 20 CAROLYN WILLIAMS CALLANAN “Cy” 8 South Church Street, Schenectady, N. Y. Years 1916-1922 “As high as we have mounted in delight, In our dejection do we sink as low.” Glee Club ’16-’17; Advisory Board '18-T9, 19-20, 20-21; B. D. N. Committee ’19-20; President of Eleventh Class ’19-20; Service Committee '20-'21; School Chairman 20-21 ; Debating Club ’2-1-’22; Student Advisor, ’21-22. FLORENCE CLOTHIER “Fliss” Wynnewood, Pennsy 1 vania Years 1916-1922 “Oh, call it by some other name, For friendship sounds too cold.” First Hockey Team T8-T9, ’19-’20, ’20-’21, ’21-’22; Vice-President of Tenth Class ’19- ’20; B. I). N. Committee ’19-20; Walking Club '20-’21, Secretary ’21-’22; Business Manager of Milestone ’20-21, 21-22; Eleventh Class Play 20-21 ; Advisory Board 20-21; French Club 20-21, President 21- 22; Secretary of A. A. 21-22; Debating Club 21-22; Student Advisor 21-22; Second Basketball Team 21-22. MARY KATHRYN EYNON “Kitty” St. Davids, Pennsylvania Years 1919-1922 “Whose little body lodged a mighty mind.” French Club 21-22. 21 LOUISE FREE LAN D 383 Oxford Street, Rochester, N. V. Years 1920-1922 “I am not only witty in myself. But the cause that wit is in other men.” B. D. N. Committee ’21-’22; French Club 21-’22. ELIZABETH HENRIETTA GA-DD “Gaddy” 76 Kensington Street, Hartford, Conn. Years 1920-1922 “Moderation is the silken string running through the pearl chain of all virtues.” Glee Club ’20 '21, ’21- 22; Walking Club ’2C !21, ’21-’22. HILDA GROSII “Hil” 344 W. Woodruff Avenue, Toledo, Ohio Years 1919-1922 “What will not woman, gentle woman, dare, When strong affection stirs her spirit up?” Walking Club ’19-’20; B. D. N. Commit- tee ’20-’21 ; Joint Committee ’20-’21 ; Vice- Chairman of the School '21-’22. 22 MARION HARLAN “Mar” Years 1917-1922 “All’s one to her; above her fan She’d make sweet eyes at Caliban.” Orchestra T8-T9, ’19-’20; French Club '20- 21, ’21-’22; Choir ’21-’22. HELEN HENRIETTA HEINZ “Tubie” “Hints” Pickles” 303 Eastern Avenue, Aspinwall, Pa. Years 1919-1922 “Oh, blest with temper whose unclouded ray Can make tomorrow cheerful as today.” SARAH LOUISE HILLEGAS “Sally” 1407 DeKalb Street, Norristown, Pa. Years 1918-1922 “An honest heart and a humble spirit are the best guides through time and eternity.” Glee Club ’19-’20; Second Basketball Team ’20-’21, Captain ’21-’22; First Hockey Team ’21-’22. 23 ANNE ARCHER HOGSHEAD “Arch” 14 Madison Place, Staunton, Va. Years 1919-1922 “Let us consider the reason of the case, for nothing is law that is not reason.” French Club ’19-’20, ’20-’21, ’21-’22; Serv- ice Committee ’21-’22. ALICE L. JONES “Allie” Moorestown, New Jersey Years 1919-1922 “Here’s a sigh to those who love me, And a smile to those who hate; And whatever sky's above me, Here’s a heart for every fate.” First Hockey Team ’19-'20, ’20-’21, ’21- '22; Head of Hockey ’20-’21 ; Second Basket- ball Team, Captain ’20-’21 ; First Basket- ball Team ’21-’22; Advisory Board ’20-’21, ’21-’22; Service Committee ’20-’21, ’21-’22; Walking Club ’20-’21, ’21-’22; Treasurer of A. A. ’20-’21 ; Baldwin “B” ’19-’20; Secre- tary of Tenth Class ’19-’20; President of Eleventh Class ’20-’21 ; Captain of Class Hockey Team ’21-’22; School Chairman ’21-’22. MARY HOXIE JONES “Mari” Haverford, Pa. Years 1916-1922 “Books are the children of the mind.” 24 KATHARINE KERNEY “Kay” 373 W. State Street, Trenton, N. J. Years 1919-1922 “As a wit, if not first, in the very first line. B. D. N. Committee ’21-’22. HELEN McVICKER “Vick” 6730 N. Broad Street, Oak Lane, Phi la. Years 1919-1922 “Thou graceful arts, Thou thousand decencies that daily llow From all her words and actions.” LONSDALE MINER “Lonnie” 292 S. Franklin Street, Wilkes-Barre, Pa. Years 1919-1922 “Born for success he seemed, With grace to win, with heart to hold. With shining gifts that took all eyes. Glee Club ’19-’20, ’20-’21; First Hockey Team ’21-'22: Second Basketball Team ’20- ’21 ; Eleventh Class Play ’20-’21; B. D. N. Committee ’21-’22: Choir ’22-’22; Walking Club ’20-’21, ’21-’22; French Club ’21-’22; Senior Song Leader ’21-’22; Class Gym Team ’21-’22. 25 JESSE MARGARET ADA MUTCH Bryn Mawr, Pa. Years 1912-1922 “To me more dear, congenial to my heart One native charm, than all the arts of gloss.” Glee Club T9-20, 20-21, 21-22; Gym Medal Winner, ’19-20, 20-21, ’21-’22; First Basketball Team T9-20, ’20-21, 21-22; Second Hockey Team ’19-20, 20-21 ; First Hockey Team 21-22; Walking Club 21-22; Dramatic Club (Business Manager) 21-22: Eleventh Class Play 20-21. HELEN STANLEY NORTH “Tub” “Tobias” Sunnyledge, New Britain, Conn. Years 1918-1922 “Who mixed reason with pleasure, and wisdom with mirth. If he has any faults, he has left us in doubt.” Walking Club T8-T9, ’19-20, 20-21, 21- 22; Glee Club 20-21; Second Hockey Team ’19-20, 20-21, 21-22; Eleventh Class Play 20-21; Dramatic Club (Associate) 21-22. FRANCES SLOCUM OAKFORD “Franny” “Vera” Clark’s Summit, Pa. Years 1912-1922 “What shall 1 do to be forever known, And make the world to come my own?” Dramatic Club T9-20, 20-21, 21-22; Walking Club 21-22; French Club 20-21, Vice-President 21-22; Library Committee 21-22: Debating Club 21-22; Author of Senior Prophecy 20-21 ; Author of Senior Vaudeville 21-22; Editor-in-Chief of Mile- stone 21-22. 26 MARTHA ELIOT PAGE “Pete” East Downingtown, Pa. Years 1911-1922 “He adorned whatever subject he wrote upon by the most splendid eloquence. Glee Club '19-’20, ’20-’21, � 21-'22. � WINIFRED A. PAUL “Winnie” Douglas, Arizona Years 1917-1919, 1920-1922 “1 chatter, chatter For men may come and men may go But I go on forever.” Advisory Board T8-T9; B. D. N. Commit- tee ’21-22; First Hockey Team ’21-22; Stu- dent Advisor ’21-’22. MILDRED ELEANOR PARKER “Blimp” “Mill” 8120 E. Jefferson Avenue, Detroit, Mich. Years 1919-1922 “All my mind was set Serious to learn and know, and thus to do W hat might be public good.” Second Hockey Team T9-’20, ’21-’22; French Club ’20-’21, ’21-’22. 27 JANET PINNEY 265 West 81st Street, New York City Years 1920-1922 “The larger heart, the kindlier hand.’ Student Advisor ’21 -’22. HELEN ROBERTS “Bunny” 290 Park Avenue, New York City Years 1918-1922 “Lord, in the morning, thou shalt hear my voice ascending high First Basketball Team T8-T9, T9-’20, '20- 21, Captain '21-22; Glee Club T8-T9, T9-'‘20; French Club ’19-’20, ’20-’21, Secretary ’21-’22; Head of Basketball ’20-21; First Hockey Team ’20-’21, ’21-’22; B. D. N. Com- mittee ’20-’21; Choir ’20-’21, Head of Choir ’21-’22; Tennis Team ’21-’22; Debating Club, Secretary ’21-’22; President of A. A. ’2!-’22; Advisory Board ’21-’22; Student Ad- visor ’21-’22; Dramatic Club, Associate ’20-’21, ’21-’22. ELOISE CROWELL SMITH 137 Washington Street, Norwich, Conn. Years 1920-1922 Time, place, and action may with pains he wrought, But genius may he born, and never can he taught.” Glee Club ’20-’21, ’21-’22; Dramatic Club ’20-’21, ’21-’22; French Club ’21-’22; Walking Club ’21-’22; Milestone Board ’21-’22; I leventh Class Play ’20-’21 ; Choir ’21-’22. 28 JOSEPHINE HOUSTON SMITH “Josie” Villanova, Pennsylvania Years 1910-1922 “Pains of love be sweeter far Than all the other pleasures are.” Glee Club '19-'20, ’20-’21; Second Hockey Team ’21-22; French Club ’21- 22; First Basketball Team '21-’22. MARGARET MARION SPALDING 251 Boston Boulevard, Detroit, Mich. Year 1921-1922 “Nothing great was ever achieved without enthusiasm.” Eleventh Class Play 22; Walking Club 21-’22. KETURAH M. WILLIAMS “Cutie” Phoenixville, Pennsylvania Years 1917-1922 “To sigh, yet feel no pain, To weep, yet scarce know why.” Dramatic Club (Associate) T9-’20, Member ’20- 21, ’21-’22; French Club 1 ’21-’22. 29 Nineteen Twenty-two as It Used to Be 1 Elizabeth Alcorn 2 Marion Alexander 3 Louie Alexander 4 Elizabeth Barringer 5 Blanche Broussard 6 Carolyn Calla nan 7 Florence Clothier 8 Mary Kynon 9 Louise Freeland 10 Elizabeth Gadd 11 Hilda Grosh 12 Marion Harlan 13 Frances Haynes 14 Sarah Hillegas 15 Anne Hogshead 16 Helen Heinz Nineteen Twenty-two as It Used to Be 1 Alice Jones 2 Mary Jonfs 3 Lonsdale Miner 4 Helen McVicker 5 Jesse Mutch 6 Helen North 7 Frances Oakford 8 Martha Pace 9 Mildred Parker 10 Janet Pinney 11 Margaret Spalding 12 Helen Roberts 13 Eloise Smith 14 Josephine Smith 15 Kkturah Williams Senior Statistics Most likely to succeed. . .F. Clothier Best-looking M. Spalding M. Page Most versatile . .11. Roberts Most domestic Neatest . .A. Jones Most tactful Peppiest ..!.. Alexander Congest line L. M iner Most gullible Most conscientious . ... . .A. Hogshead Most argumentative F. Clothier Best dancer . .M. Harlan Most thoughtful ... Mont scatter-brained.. ..W. Paul Best-read F. Oak ford Biggest bluffer ... , . B. Broussard Funniest Most popular Most marriageable . Best-informed H. He in-? In best with the FacultyE. Barringer Most capable F. Clothier In worst with the FacultyK. William Brightest Best-dressed . .11. Grosh L. Freeland Most artistic . .E. Smith Most independent Most sincere . .F. Clothier M. Jones A. Jones Most eccentric Most poise .. E. Barringer T. Peters Most unsclfish . .W. Paul Most modest M. Page J. Pinney Most practical . .. . K. Gadd Strongest character ... ..A. Jones Worst jollier Most absent-minded . . . . .T. Peters II. North Most musical Most attractive .... Most athletic ..A. Mutch Most naive H. Roberts Worst punster Worst giggler . .S. L. Hillcgas Most optimistic . .. Best sport . F. Clothier Most affectionate . . Worst blusher . .C. Callanan Most energetic H. McVicker Most excitable Best actress on stage . . . .E. Barringer Most candid F. Clothier Best actress off stage . . ,.H. Roberts Best sense of humor ... . K. Kcrncy Most enthusiastic H. North Sweetest nature .11. McVicker Most temperamental J. Pinney Most blase Most lovable Done most for the classE. Barringer Most ambitious ..VI. Spalding Done most fo the school A. Jones Most dignified .H. Grosh Bc t all-’round girl, 32 Senior iPropljecp Time—May, 1928. Place—Deck of U. S. S. Reunion en route from New York to Liver- pool. It is the second day out. Dramatis Personab—Class of 1922 (Enter E. Barringer, E. Alcorn, F. Oak ford.) E. Barringer—Isn’t it too delightful! Franny, look at that sea! I’d like to be a captain and live on the ocean always. F. Oakford—“Oh, God, where hast thou brought me?” I can’t rave about scenery, Libby. I’m too darn busy. E. Alcorn—You don’t seem to have time for anything except your writing. F. Oakford—I haven’t. 1 don’t blame Libby for going into ecstasies— that’s the actress temperament cropping out. I’ve always wanted to be an actress, great women’s parts, you know. But since I’ve been editor of this “Journal for the Uplift of the Masses,” J haven’t had a minute. By the way, where the dickens is my book? 1 had it just a minute ago. E. Barringer—Under your arm, silly! Baby dear, we’ve been so rushed I haven’t had a chance to ask you about your family. E. Alcorn—Oh, I guess they’re all right. The baby had whooping cough when I left, but the nurse can take care of him all right. E. Barringer—Wh—wh—wh—I cant imagine it! You’re so heart- less ! E. Alcorn—Well, wait till you have them—you’ll be glad to leave them once in a while. F. Oakford—Oh, I forgot to say, I think 1 saw Fliss a minute ago. I couldn’t shriek at her across the library so I’m not sure. Yes—here she comes. (Enter F. Clothier.) F. Oakford—Well, Fliss, I’m glad to see you. Where have you been all these years ? E. Barringer—Fliss, dear! How did you get here? F. Clothier—Hello, everyone! Franny, I’m glad to see you, but you look like a wreck. Go to the ship hospital. 1 hear you are playing “Lady Macbeth” in London, Libby. E. Barringer—Yes, I am. Where are you bound for? F. Clothier—I’m going to go on with my study of physiology at the University of Leipsic. Experimenting with mice, you know! E. Alcorn—Perhaps you can find some on board to work with. 33 E. Barringer—Heavens, no—this is too nice a ship. F. Clothier—Yes, it is nice. But my cabin’s awfully stuffy. Do you suppose we could sleep out on deck some night ? Voice outside—Ray—chul! (Enter Mary Jones.) M. Jones—Have you seen Rachel Grant? I thought I saw her come along here just now. E. Barringer—I'm sorry, Mary, but I haven’t seen her. I read one of your poems in the Atlantic the other day—simply glorious. M. Jones—Thank you! I’ll send you one of my collections as soon as they are published. Ray—chul. (Exit.) (Enter K. Williams, M. Page, G. Smith, very bedraggled and damp.) E. Barringer—What is the matter ? J. Smith—We’ve been shipwrecked—and I lost every one of the sweaters I was knitting except— M. Page—What’s that pinned on you ? J. Smith—I was going to say this one! M. Page—Can’t you picture Josie clutching that sweater even in death ! J. Smith—I wasn’t in death—I knew this ship would pick us up, and I had to save this sweater. The Duchess d’ Aigo gave me the pattern. E. Barringer—You look frozen, Cutie! K. Williams—I am, nearly! And while I was tossing around out there in that lifeboat, all I could think of was my poor class. I promised them I’d be back by next Sunday, and now I’m on my way to Europe again, and they won’t trust me any more. Oh, dear! (Cries.) M. Page—You aren’t any worse off than I am. The superintendent cabled that Huyler had cornered the chocolate market and I was hurrying home to attend to the business. Now the factory will fail, and I’ll have to peddle candy in Pete’s old place on Montgomery Ave. F. Clothier—Well, you’ll all catch terrible colds if you stand around here. Come on inside. (Exeunt all.) (Enter opposite side, H. Grosh and M. Harlan.) H. Grosh—You forgot to tell me why you are here at this day and hour. M. Harlan—I’m going to meet a friend of mine in London and we are going around the world together. This will be the second trip since I left college. Where are you bound for? H. Grosh—I’ve strained my larynx pleading cases in that awful New York Court. You have to scream to be heard. You know. I’m going 34 to stay up at Warwick Castle and recuperate—the Prince asked me. By the way, look at the new picture he sent me. Isn't he darling? M. Harlan—Hot towel! Hil clubbing with royalty! (Enter M. Beecher, H. Heinz, A. Hogshead.) M. Beecher—Who's clubby with royalty? M. Harlan—Hil—she’s going to visit the Crown Prince. M. Beecher—Well, Hil, I guess you’re pretty good. I'm not so bad myself, though. Wright has had a raise and we have a new house and he is sending me to Europe for a rest. He wouldn’t let me come alone so I brought Tube along. We just met Arch on board. H. Heins—Yes, I needed a trip. Honest, girls, being professor of economics isn't all it’s cracked up to be. You have to work too darn hard to suit me. M. Harlan—What are you doing that’s useful, Arch ? A. Hogshead—Nothin', I reckon. But don’t you all think I’ve been lazy ever since I left school. I went to Cornell and got a degree—did you know I was going to see Bud in Paris? Pore li’l darlin’—he isn’t pretty like some, but he’s sure nice! (Exeunt M. Harlan and H. Grosh.) (Enter C. Callanan and W. Paul.) C. Callanan—Hello lambs! How are you all ? IV. Paul—Oh, girls, take me away from Cy! You don’t know how she grouches at me! She’s simply repudiating. C. Callanan—Oh, do you think so? I hate this trip! To think of five more days of it! A. Hogshead—I reckon you’ve been seasick. W. Paul—Poor city mouse. (Exeunt A. Hogshead, M. Beecher, H. Heinz.) C. Callanan—That’s an adorable gown you have on, Win! IV. Paul—It’s too big. Want to buy it? C. Callanan—No, but you can design one for me. IV. Paul—1 hope we’ll see lots of good-looking models in Paris. C. Callanan—My dear! Here comes the Blimp! (Enter M. Parker.) M. Parker—Oh, it’s simply divine to see you. C. Callanan—Well, where do you think you’re going? M. Parker—You see, Phil smashed my Pierce landaulet, and I’m running over to London to pick out a new Rolls-Royce. You can get so much nicer ones right at the factory. W. Paul—I simply can’t understand going clear to London for a car! 35 M. Parker—Well, they’re awfully reasonable this year; besides, 1 have to buy a lot of new summer clothes. (Exeunt M. Parker, C. Callanan, W. Paul.) The stage is empty for a minute. Then a pile of rope and canvas at the back slides down and Lonnie Miner emerges much disheveled. L. Miner—I thought I heard someone. (Enter H. Roberts, L. Freeland, L. Alexander, S. Hillegas.) H. Roberts—Lonnie! L. Alexander—You sure do look nice! L. Freeland—Ha! ha! Are you travelling to Europe by rail, too? L. Miner—I left my pocketbook locked in my trunk and they didn’t put my trunk on board and the crazy man said I couldn’t come without a ticket and 1 couldn’t imagine what I was going to do! He made me so mad! I’ve been under that pile of rope for hours and hours and I’m so hungry I’m chewing my hair! I’m simply starved! 7. Roberts—How perfectly screaming! S. Hillegas—They’ll probably make you wash dishes all the way over. He! he! L. Miner—Well, don’t all stand there and laugh at me! Get me something to eat! L. Alexander—Don’t get excited, Lon! You can get something. S. Hillegas—I’m afraid she can’t until tea time, and besides, she can’t go in looking like that. L. Alexander—Aw, she doesn’t care how she looks, do you, Lonnie! L. Miner—Yes, I do, too! L. Alexander—I can’t stand around here while you fuss—I have to send a cable to Bert. I haven’t heard from him since day before yester- day and I’m so worried. I’m sorry I ever left him now! Come on, fool! L. Freeland—Well, I couldn’t come alone, and I had to come! You know how dull my act is—not one really funny thing in it. 1 want to pick up a little French slang and a few jokes to pep it up. Wait half a second, Lonnie! (Exeunt L. Alexander and L. Freeland.) H. Roberts—Lonnie, I’m furious! I’d arranged a match with the Danish champion, closed up the houses, sent the children to Palm Beach, and now that I’m on my way over, she cables she’s ill. Can’t play. What shall I do? L. Miner—Get me some food! I can’t go in like this! H. Roberts—I’ll try, but it won’t do any good. (Exit H. Roberts.) 36 L. Miner—Well, looks or no looks, 1 want some food. (Exit L. Miner.) (Enter opposite T. Peters reading. She walks around.) (Enter K. Kerney.) K. Kerney—Hello there, Theda Peters! T. Peters—Oh—er—oh, hello, Kay! 1 didn’t hear you. K. Kerney—Apparently not! Can you picture reading! 1 was so fed up on hooks when I left school that I’ve been having a good time ever since. No more studying for me. Where are you going? T. Peters—Yes—oh—I’m going to cruise the Mediterranean. I’ve always wanted to, but I’ve been studying. Have you read this new hook, “The Philosophy of Human Motives?” It’s wonderful. K. Kerney—Sounds nice and light. (Enter H. North and H. McVicker.) H. McVicker—Aw, Tub, I don’t want to go in front of those people —don’t make me! H. North—Come on, Frog—don’t you see who they are? Speak to your old classmates. T. Peters—Hello, Helen, what on earth are you two doing here? H. North—Oh, I’m going over to play Santa Claus to the Belgian kids. Skinny is going along to dish out soup. . McVicker—And that ain’t all, girls! I’ll be famous yet. T. Peters—Sure you will. Come on, let’s walk. (Exeunt K. Kerney, T. Peters, H. North, H. McVicker.) (Enter A. Jones, A. Mutch, M. L. Alexander.) A. Jones—Hell’s bells and cat’s pajamas! I certainly am glad I picked this boat to go to England on instead of waiting till later. M. L. Alexander—So Ada’s on the team and you coach, Allie? A. Mutch—We never expected to make it, did we, Allie? A. Jones—No, beautiful, but we did. I certainly hope we win this match—the world’s championship! Imagine it! M. L. Alexander—You can’t help winning it! Say, you all, don’t you like my ring? I got it for graduation! It looks just lovely when 1 play— gleams in the footlights. Honest, if I didn’t see it shining when I start playing, I’d be scared to death—am anyway. (Exeunt F. Bigelow, M. L. Alexander, A. Mutch, A. Jones.) (Enter K. Eynon, J. Pinney, M. Spalding.) (E. Gadd walks by every minute or so.) 37 K. Eynon (to J. Pinney)—And Professor Picaido said I really ought to use the observatory at Rome before I write my article on Mars. . Pinney—Well, Miss Eynon, I suppose you’ll be a professor your- self soon. Have many of your articles been published? M. Spalding—I haven’t seen any in the Atlantic Monthly. K. Eynon—Mercy no, Margaret, they are all in the Scientific Observer. E. Gadd (Entering)—I’m not going to walk any more! Wonder where all the people are who were going on this trip? I thought there’d be an enthusiastic crowd. M. Spalding—Why—are you having a tour? E. Gadd—Sort of a walking trip. Don’t you want to come? M. Spalding—My dear—how perfectly marvelous. I don’t see why —yes I do. I have a lecture tour through Europe. I’m repeating my lectures on the “Sources of the Philosophy in the Sixth Book of the iEmeid.” They were such a success in America that I’ve consented to give them over here. E. Gadd—I’m sorry—but I know you want to go, Janet. Come on and I ’ll tell you about it. J. Pinney—Sure—I’ll go. (Exeunt E. Gadd and J. Pinney.) (Enter Eloise Smith.) E. Smith—Oh, hello there! All at sea, aren’t you? Ha! ha! I’m so thrilled—I’ve always wanted to go on an ocean voyage—I haven’t been seasick or anything. Oh, gee—will you look at that cover! K. Eynon—What cover? E. Smith—On your magazine. I drew it—pretty rotten, isn’t it? I’m travelling for my nerves. I’ve been doing such poor work lately. M. Spalding—You didn’t really draw it, did you? E. Smith—Sure, I did. That’s my business. (Enter P. Broussard.) P. Broussard—Hello, the-ah! This is positively the woist trip—I’ve only had five wireless messages today—Paul and Byron are so mean! E. Smith—Going far, Phro? P. Broussard—Oh no! Just a short run to Paris. I must be back for the Inter-fraternity ball—haven’t missed one since I left school. (Ship’s bell rings eight times. The class all come on deck in groups. A steward comes in with a tray of tea and sandwiches. P. Broussard drops her spoon, and flirts with him as he picks it up.) C. Callanan—Look—the whole class is here! 38 E. Barringer—Let's send a wireless to Baldwin! All—Yes, let’s—what’ll we say? E. Smith—Tell ’em we’ve got a better pool than they have. E. Barringer—Let’s just say this— We greet thee, Alma Mater, With wishes fond and true, They come from the heart of everyone In the class of twenty-two! Curtain Class of 1923 Text: “Tu dis aux amoureux de se mettre a genoux.” Louise Ritchie (translating): “You tell the lovers to begin kissing.’’ Miss Blake (picking up a hook of Lamb's Essays) : “Girls, this is my little Lamb.” 39 Cxdjanges The Index, of Haverford School, is a very well-balanced magazine. The story, “The Lighthouse Keeper,” gives one horror in the first degree. “Claumarde’s Moose Hunt” is a very colorful account of a Canadian guide. The poem “Au Printemps” catches the feelings of us all. If there were more jjoetry, this issue would he improved, hut that is not a regular fault of the magazine. The department, “Well Known Characters at Haverford,” is novel and interesting. The material, too, will keep up as long as there is a “Haverford School” and will always he an addition to The Index. The jokes are well chosen, but it seems to me there are not enough humorous essays. The athletic notes round it off nicely, with some well done school notes. It is as complete and interesting a magazine as can be found anywhere. The Cheshire Cat, of Roxbury School, if it is intended for merely a humorous paper, succeeds admirably. It has the cleverness without the coarseness sometimes found in college magazines. “After the Prom,” the letters with “between the lines” filled in, is particularly good, in the Girls’ Number. The department, “What the Well-Dressed Ham Will Wear,” in other issues is truly delightful. Also the athletic notes are good. If a literary magazine is put out by this school, we should like to exchange with it also, for there seems to be a great deal of talent. The Academe, of the Albany Academy for Girls, would be im- proved if the older girls contributed as much to the actual literature as the younger girls do. In all other departments it is excellent, especially the exchanges. But after all, a school magazine usually is intended not to be just a bulletin board. There are well-chosen exchange jokes, but not many original ones. The Milestone gratefully acknowledges the following exchanges: Ye liar court Mayde, Harcourt Place School. The Blue Print, The Katharine Branson School. The Sally-Port, St. Mary’s School. The Radnorite, The Radnor High School. The Academe, Albany Academy. Hermes, Montgomery School. The Index, Haverford School. The Tatlcr, Miss Madeira’s School. The Link, Miss Fine’s School. The Cheshire Cat, Roxbury School. 40 Dramatic Club j cljool Mot es Saturday, April 22d—This evening the B. D. N. Committee entertained us with a cobweb party which was quite novel to most of us. We were asked to come dressed as very young boys and girls and ac- cordingly a large number of children in rompers and smocks turned out for the occasion. The dining room study hall was transformed into a cobweb of fine workmanship. A quartet of girls composed of Marian Alexander, Julia Brooking, Marion Harlan and Emma Lee Cox entertained us with some cute songs and negro melodies to the tune of the ukelele. Then each child was given an end of a thread of the cobweb and was told to unwind it; the one reaching the end first won a prize. After this game an auction of articles donated by the girls was held and a considerable amount of money was cleared for the B. D. N. Committee. Thursday, April 27th—In assembly today, Mr. Price, an old friend of past years, gave us a very interesting and enlightening talk on the Genoa Conference and political conditions of Europe in general. He had just returned from England where he saw and talked with Lady Astor whom he described very delightfully to us. Saturday, April 29th—This evening we had the unusual pleasure of seeing Gilbert Murray’s translation of Euripides’ “Iphigenia in Tauris.” The Dramatic Club has certainly gone far in attaining the high standard that it has set for itself. We can only now realize the tremendous amount of work that was put into its play. All the costumes were dyed, stenciled and sewed here in the school, not only by the members of the club but by girls and teachers who gen- erously lent a hand. The work of Miss Morrison was to be seen both in these and in the scenery, also made at school, which formed a striking background to the play. The Maskers have also been unusually fortunate in having as their coaches, Miss Lockwood and Monsieur de Montoliu. The earnest and inspiring efforts of Miss Lockwood were well repaid by the excellent acting of the entire cast, among whom Iphigenia, Orestes and the Herdsmen are to be particularly commended for their work. The chorus undertook a very hard task and carried it through with striking success under the unusual training of Monsieur de Montoliu. Thursday, May 4th—It was a disappointment to all of us to see Thursday dawn a cloudy day, for we had pictured the Lower School May 42 i ' Day outside. But the front hall was so beautifully decorated with spring flowers; and the little girls looked so pretty in their summer clothes, the singing and dancing went off so well, that no one, when it was over, could ever regret that it had not taken place outdoors. Saturday, May 6th—No one can forget the date. The May Dance! The whole downstairs was so completely transformed that while we were there we quite forgot that it was school. The ferns, the many-colored flowers, a study hall turned into another room bright with banners and cushioned chairs, the porches, and above all the unrecognizable girls dancing and walking about with boys, were quite enough to make it a memorable day. The orchestra and food, of course, are not to be omitted. Perhaps if a stranger had come into school during the afternoon or evening of this day, he would have said, “What a time those girls are having!” and we should have agreed with a cheer and three “rahs.” Friday, May 12th—There is nothing in the world so democratic as a picnic. At the picnic which the Service Committee gave this eve- ning, one saw dignified seniors shedding their dignity and their shoes simultaneously and paddling in Mill Creek with perfect abandon. Even the faculty sat on the ground apparently greatly enjoying plebeian “hot dogs.” The picnic began early in the after- noon and did not end until dark. The chief amusement besides eating and wading was baseball, and by the time it was over we were all quite disreputable and entirely happy. Cheers for the Service Committee. Saturday, May 13th—Miss Merriam is greatly to he congratulated for the splendid work that the Glee Club has done this year. The school is very proud of its Glee Club and Orchestra and of the progress which they have made this year. Every time we have the privilege of hearing our Orchestra we are more astounded by their skill. The success of the concert tonight was due in great part to the efforts of Julia Brooking and Constance du Pont, the leaders of the Glee Club and Orchestra respectively. 43 44 pieties; This year has set a precedent for the ones to follow. We have a baseball squad! It has rules and is training like other athletic organiza- tions. Marion Holter is the head of the squad, and under her leadership, it expects to win a big name for itself. From the number of girls who regularly play baseball, twenty-six were chosen to represent the organiza- tion. They have daily practice and are getting in practice for the Wright and Irwin games which are scheduled during the next few weeks. The two teams will be chosen soon. Basketball is as important as ever with Helen Roberts as the captain of the first team and Sally Hillegas as captain of the second. May eighth our first team played the Wright team over on their field. Our girls played a very good game, but the score finally was to the advantage of our opponents. The Wednesday following that, May tenth, the second team played here against Shipley’s second team. We won the game by a score of 24-15. Our last important game was with Shipley’s first team, May 18th. The team played splendidly, rolling up ten points in the last third. Shipley won with a score of 16-15. The First Team Bigelow Gay A. Jones J. Smith A. Mutch Godwin Roberts j- Forwards j Centers - j- Guards -j Second Team Fronheiser Hillegas Clothier Wilson Harper Reeves Congratulations to our tennis team, otherwise “Bunny” Roberts and “Cherie” Dryfoos. May 16th, at four o’clock, they played singles with the two girls from Irwin School. Bunny won the first two sets, 6-3, 6-4, and Cherie won her first two, 6-2, 6-4. Now they have to play the Wright team sometime in the near future. Good luck to them both! WHERE IGNORANCE IS BLISS Miss Miller: “Strike one!” Innocence at the Bat: “Why, I didn’t hit it.” 45 Croto’s i)est Science and the Scientific Scene: Chemistry Class. (Enter slowly Budding Scientist, Good Bluffer, Seeker-After-Knowl- edge. They peruse the charts on the walls. Enter talking, One-Who- Has-Given-Up-All-Hope, and Science Hater.) Onc-Who-Has-Given-Up-All-Hope—Did he propose? Science Hater—Yes, and he has the most divine blue eyes. (Enter Second Good Bluffer all out of breath.) Science Hater—1 think our lesson for today was simply terrible, don’t you ? I can’t understand it at all. (Enter Miss Stedman carrying piles of books. Girls subside into chairs.) One-Who-Has-Given-Up-All-Hope—Miss Stedman, I simply couldn’t do those problems for today. They were just terrible. Miss Stedman—Why, they’re just the kind you’ll be sure to get when you take the College Board Examinations. First Budding Scientist—Why, 1 thought those problems were easy. Good Bluffer—So did I, Miss Stedman. Seeker-Aft er-Knozvledge—There’s one thing that mixes me all up. I don’t see why the molecule of oxygen has to have two atoms in it. Miss Stedman—Why, I’ve explained that time and time again. Y. A. K.—Well, I just don’t see it. Sulphur has only one. Miss Stedman—Sulphur isn’t a gas. All gases have two atoms to the molecule. It’s just a known fact. S. A. K.—Well, I don’t see why. Miss Stedman—Well, it’s just true. You’ll have to accept it. S. A. K.—Well, I don’t see why yet. Miss Stedman—You’d better come to me in office hour. 1 haven’t time now. Onc-Who-Has-Given-U p-All-Hope—Miss Stedman, I wish you’d ex- plain to me what this question means: “Give one of the by-products of heating bituminous coal and tell the uses of it.” Miss Stedman—It means just exactly what it says: “Tell the—” One-Who-Has-Given-Up-All-Hope—But if I had that on an examina- tion I wouldn’t know what to do. It doesn’t mean a thing to me. Miss Stedman—I don’t see what it is you don’t understand. O. W. H. G. U. A. H.—Well, the whole thing. Give one of the— 46 Budding Scientist—Don’t you know what a by-product is? (). IV. H. G. U. A. H.—Yes, of course. Miss Stedman—Give me one of the by-products? O. IV. H. G. U. A. H.—Coal tar, and ammonia and— Miss Stedman—Well, what are some of the things they make from coal tar? O. W. H. G. U. A. H.—Perfumes, and dyes, and—But still I don’t know what the question means. Good Bluffer—You’ve answered it, silly! O. W. H. G. U. A. H.—Well, I still don’t see what it means. It’s just a jumble of words. If I had it on an examination— Miss Stedman—Come to me in office hour. Now I want hands for this. How do you prepare chlorine? Well, you tell us. Science Hater—You do it in solution. Miss Stedman—How ? Science Hater—You bring together two soluble salts. Miss Stedman—You certainly do not. You tell us (to Good Bluffer.) Good Bluffer—I’m not so sure, but don’t you use a salt and—and— acid ? Miss Stedman—What acid? Good Bluffer—Nitric. Miss Stedman (horrified)—Nitric acid? Good Bluffer—Did I say nitric? I meant hydrochloric. Miss Stedman—And what salt? Good Bluffer—er—oh—er— Budding Scientist (whispering)—Manganese dioxide. Good Bluffer—Oh yes! Magnesium oxide. Miss Stedman—Did you study this? Good Bluffer—Oh yes, I spent overtime. But chemistry is so hard for me that— (Bell rings, class departs hastily.) E. C. S., 1922 47 Cfce SXimt Ten-fifteen on a Saturday morning; cold, white, damp, sepulchral slush, slopping in flapping galoshes. Fur coats, Two seekers, Eager, undaunted Plod slowly Pikeward— Ramsey’s Saturday marketing Butter-thins, pretzels, pickles, Jam. Seekers still seeking, Unsuccessful. Gane Snyder’s Apples and festoons of sausages. Unsuccessful Seekers mildly disconsolate. The American Store Paint of a jaundice yellow 12c, 28c, 96c “Asco” brand— Still unsuccessful. Union Cigar Store “Romeo and Juliet” five cents apiece, Newspapers, Cheap candy in blatant colors, “Fidus Achates” valiantly searching, Pallid clerk blankly stupid “Fidus Achates” curtly explanatory “We want to cut it up!” 48 Whittendale’s Livery Stable Dubious grooms “The last have been destroyed’’ Rosy-cheeked boy. Helpful suggestions “Be sure to catch them by the tail” Willing volunteer Deep despair. Hardware Store First searcher enters Makes purchase “Fidus Achates” buying cheese. Return to school, No news. Frantic telephoning Mysterious proceedings Involving cheese— Shrieks of laughter Screams of terror, Trap laid. The Dodge— Search renewed Cowbarns, laundries, and cats. In vain. Disappointment and a light lunch— Monday morning— “Package in the office” Running feet Shouts Commotion— The lab— Chloroform. “Eureka!” Fliss has found and dissected The mouse. 49 dumpin’ E 3rong ometuftere Mrs. Bartlett woke up feeling very gay and happy. She leaned over to Mr. Bartlett who was still sound asleep and tweaked his ear, saying at the same time, “It is only five o’clock and it is still very dark, but 1 re- membered how you love to go down in the cellar when it is so cold and stoke the furnace.” “Oh, my darling,” he answered, getting up immediately, “you are always thinking of things that will please me.” Beamingly Mr. Bartlett descended to the cellar. Mrs. Bartlett went in to call her eighteen-year-old son, John, whom she found pacing the floor with the baby sound asleep in his arms. “1 was afraid the baby might wake up and disturb you, mother, so I’ve been walking around with him since nine o’clock. And by the way, you can have the Buick this morning, I’ll go out in the street car, I just love to.” Dick came tumbling in at that moment with eyes glowing. “Mother, I’ve been having the best time; dad always sends me out to play with the boys just when I want to chop wood for the stove, but this morning I cut such a lot before he caught me and made me stop.” Mrs. Bartlett turned away with a sigh. It was awful to have such naughty and selfish children. She went into Nancy’s room. What she saw there filled her with horror. Nancy was not sitting on the bed, as she had been taught to do all her young life, but on a chair. What is more she was eagerly and daintily mending a tremendous hole in one of her stockings. “I have another pair I could wear,” she said, “but I just had to mend these.” Mrs. Bartlett went to bed to spend the rest of the day wondering if every mother had such troublesome children. J. T., 1923 Uirgtl 3s Is CransIitcratcO Pious Eneas with decorated limbs bore himself forward. In a secluded vale that one was exclosed, unhapless one, and awaited him com- ing and occupied a buzzing throng. He recognized the footprints of an old flame and trembled at the sight and his voice stuck in his throat. Speaking, he clung to her words with his ears and bedewed his face with a large tear. 50 denior Latos I. Late to bed and early to rise Makes the weary Senior wise. II. A lesson prepared is worth two unprepared. III. Good students graduate young. IV. Never study today, what you can study tomorrow. V. An ounce of bluffing is worth a pound of make-up. VI. A little knowledge is a dangerous thing. VII. A bluffing Senior gathers no marks. Alumnae J otes Mabel Miles Smith, 1917, has announced her engagement to Mr. Philip Cowles. Anna Louise Roberts, 1915, was married to Mr. Guy Sylvester Wol- verton, on Saturday, April 29th. Marion Hall Gildersleeve, 1913-14. was married on April 27th to Mr. George William Blunt White. Katherine Patterson Boyd, 1912-14, was married on April 29th to Mr. William Clyde Morehead. Dorothy John, 1913, was married recently to Mr. Thomas Hillray Payne. Virginia Hecksher, 1919, was married to Mr. Barclay McFadden, April 22. 1922. Evelyn Plummer, 1914-16, was married to Mr. W. F. Harold Braun, on April 26, 1922. Thalia Graff, 1915-17, was married May 17th to Mr. Sylvester C. Smith, Jr. Marion Woodman Allen, 1913-15, was married April 22d, to Mr. Wilfred Miller McCann. A son, William, was born to Mr. and Mrs. William Creighton, Jr. (Alice Smyth, 1915) on January 31st. A son, Giellet, 3d, was born to Mr. and Mrs. Giellet N. 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