Bancroft School - Blue Moon Yearbook (Worcester, MA)

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46 THE BLUE MOON When will Jan be back? Not for hours. I'm afraid. 'iHelpI Miss Lynne now seemed to notice the old lady for the first time, and her professional instincts were at once alert. Beautiful! And how I should love to dress her, Ann. And I, young lady, said the grandmother in a voice of outrage, should like to dress you. I should indeed. Jacky means to be complimentary, grandmother, she does really. You see it's her job, and she thinks it would be such a pleasure to make you beautiful gowns. You bet your sweet life, said Jacky eagerly. Indeed? I am afraid I am in need of no assistance of that nature. Too bad, said Jacky with regret. Haven't a gasper by any chance, have you, Ann? 4'No, said Ann, but I think you'll find some over there on that table. Thanks Then to the elderly lady, I must say good-bye. Don't forget me if you ever want a really posh frock, will you? And I'll see to it myself. I'd love to. Such a contingency is unlikely to arise. Good afternoon, said grand- mother. PEGGY KINNICUTT, 1933 HOMEWORK MARY ELLEN DAVIS was seated at her desk, engrossed in a book when her sister Eileen entered. Oh Eileen! Why do you always have to be so noisy? Don't throw your books on the table, and please, pick up your hat. You know mother said you couldn't have any more new ones this winter. i'Don't be so cross, Mary! You'd turn milk sour. Anyway, I don't care what I do. D'you know who I walked home with? Bill Condon! Isn't that wonderful? All the other girls were so jealous, an' I just cut 'em all dead. It isn't every girl that can walk home with Bill. Oh Mary, he's so cute. I think he's simply divine. Can you be quiet for five minutes? I have some algebra to complete. i'Oh, you college girls give me a pain! Always boning for exams or Lord knows what. How do you do it? I don't see the point. Say, toss me that pillow, will you? I'm tired as a dog, and I have to get up some pep for that class meeting tonight. Bill wants to crash the junior prom at the University afterwards. Eilleen, you can't go out tonight! It's your turn to Wash dishes, and besides, I have an English theme to write. Please don't use your handkerchief

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THE BLUE MOON 45 Everyone knows Mona Lisa. Let us say that her right eyebrow is unim- portant. We know that is true. But then let us visualize her face minus her right eyebrow. What is the result? She looks like some strange inane creature. Mona Lisa minus her right eyebrow is like a good game of golf minus good putting ability. Putting in itself seems insignificant, but take my advice Cand also that of Bobby Jones, Glenna Collett, Helen Hicks, Billy Burke, and other cham- pions-or any of your favorites-if you prefer their advice to minel, putting is a principal part of the golf game, and without this accomplishment you are doomed to failure. Just add up a decent score with three putts on every green instead of two, and you yourself can see the difference as plain as day. So let your conscience be your guide, and when the last snow of winter melts away, and the first green grass of spring appears, dig out your clubs from.the attic, extract your putter from your bag, and, literally speaking, go to it. MARY GARDNER. 1932 BLACK MOONLIGHT Just a moment from eternity And then away. With you the moonlight glowed Like glimmering day, In soft uneven squares upon the stair, But now it blocks, with harsh intensity, In pattern black, a symbol of despair. THAYER HUNTER, 1932 CONTRAST KKMISS LYNNE to see you, Miss Ann, announced the maid. Oh dear, thought Ann, with grandmother here! Miss Lynne came in quickly. V Oh Ann, isn't Jan in? How too tragic! Damn! Don't tell me she won't be in, because I just couldn't bear it. She's gone to play golf with Father. Curses! I don't think you've met Miss Lynne, Grandmother. I have not, said grandmother, viewing the much painted, very short- skirted young person before her. They shook hands, Miss Lynne unaware that she was the object of surprise and scorn, and blatant in her unconsciousness. Without a word of greeting, she continued her conversation with Ann.

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THE BLUE MOON 47 to wipe off your lipstick! That red never washes off. And be quiet, please! I can't concentrate with you shouting at me. Aw, who wants to concentrate? Guess I'll take a crack at one lesson anyway. Hmm -say, what's the Latin for therefore? Look it up, I'm busy. Oh, that junk can wait. I haven't time now. Let's see-guess I'1l wear the blue satin. Can I borrow your seed pearls, Sis? Darn! This lipstick's almost gone! I use 'em awfully fast. Oh well, anything for beauty's sake. If you put as much time on your lessons as you do on your appearance, you might be as smart as I am. Less noise, Miss Know-it-all! If you spent as much time on your appearance as you do on those pokey, dusty old books, you might be almost as popular as I am. 'iOh be quiet! I can't think! X-y-ab - -oh dear! Can't you stop squeaking that chair? I'll go crazy! Answer that telephone: it's probably for you. Hello! Yah! Oh Bill! - Gee that's wonderful. Simply Scrumptious! Yes- uhuh. Oh sure, I'll be there with bells on! Huh? Oh! Do they have to come? Oke, but I want to sit in the rumble. Let Ted drive, and Sally can sit with him. Oke, Hansome. Eight bells and your little gal will be at the gate. Good bysie! - Well, that's another date, and I haven't done my home work. Oh well, who cares? I'm sure I don't, but when will you do it? Oh, any old time. I don't care if it never gets done. Eileen Davis! You should be ashamed! You have no responsibility whatsoever! Who will do the dishes tonight? You know Mother can't, and I won't. Aw, don't be stuffy, Sis. Just this once? Please do it for Ellie! No! That's final! Please! Just once. If you don't, I can't go out with Bill, an' he's such a cute boy. Y'know, the other day he said he thought you were the smartest girl in Bradford! Well - er - And quite pretty, too! Really? Well--I guess-just this once, but never again, mind you. After all, you're young. Bill Condon's a nice boy, too - and smart as I remember it. Sure, he's smart all right! Gee, Sis, you're a pippin. I'll do the same for you if you ever have a hot date! 'iStop talking! A hot date! The very idea! GRACE ORR, 1933