Barnard College - Mortarboard Yearbook (New York, NY)

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YOU NEVER CAN TELL When an undergraduate at Barnard, DEAN GILDERSLEEVE was MISS GOODALE was MISS HOWARD was MISS HUTCHINSON was MRS. LOWTHER was MISS MEYER was MISS DOTY was MISS BISHOP played on was Did you know all that? not here — not now. Sophomore and Senior President of her class. On the literary board of Mortarboard. A wonderful man in her fraternity plays. One of the two Barnard representatives on the literary board of that distinguished University magazine, the Morningside. Editor-in-chief of Mortarboard. On Morningside Board. Solicited for the first time the famous Clark and Wilkins Ad. which still flourishes (See Ads). On account of her fondness for Kipling was called Fuzzy Wuzzy. Chairman of Soph Show. Editor-in-chief of Mortarboard. A Barnard representative on the literary board of the Morningside. Class Historian for all four years. Senior President. Freshman Vice-President. Sophomore President. Editor-in-chief of Mortarboard. Undergraduate President. Chairman of Student Council the year it was organized. Class Treasurer in her Sophomore year. President of the Societe Francaise. In charge of programmes and knocks on Senior Week Committee. Played Sir William in Trelawney of the Wells. Senior President. Freshman President. Business Manager of Mortarboard. Vice-President of Societe Francaise. President of Deutscher Kreis. Member of Undergraduate Executive Committee. Chairman of Executive Committee. Vale dictorian. Varsity Basket Ball Team. Class Hockey Team. On the Editorial Board of Bulletin. Y. W. C. A. Cabinet. President of the Classical Club. Well, its all true and (Hush!) we know lots more. Another time perhaps — another place —

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BARNARD FACULTY STAR ON DIAMOND GAME CALLED Scrap Ends Faculty Ball Game It must have been Manager Perry ' s well known influence with Helios, that caused that gentleman to shine in such splendor, when the faculty baseball game took place this afternoon on Raphael ' s field. The weather was ideal and everything went smoothly until a commotion arose at the gate. Door- collector Liggett was refusing to cash rain checks without written proof that it had rained on the day originally set for the game. Thousands of fans, in- cluding the owners themselves, were being turned away. Finally one of the bat-slingers, Doty, vouchsafed the in- formation that three and six-hun- dredths inches of rain had fallen be- tween one fifty-seven and two thirty- nine on the previous day, and after she had also identified each of the checks by number the fans were admitted. Manager Perry ' s team trotted onto the field clad in brand new togs, cut and fitted in the most authentic manner. They took their places and waited a minute for Manager Wayman ' s team, who were finishing their careful training by walking three times around the bench. It was then that the cheers burst forth which never diminished in volume throughout the game, so efficient and untiring was Cheer Leader Davis ( ' twas whispered she wasn ' t even hoarse). At last all the players were in place and Umpire Knapp shouted, Play Ball! which Pitcher Latham did with such enthusiasm that Player Maltby exclaimed, Isn ' t that a beautiful example of a curve! 1ST INNING: The beautiful curve tricked the veteran Perry into a strike. Two more followed in close succession and he went out. Braun, who followed, was killed with the same dexterity. Montague next grabbed a bat and banged one out to left field. He easily made first, second and even third, but there he became preoccupied. Arriving home late he was put out by the ever prompt and efficient Doty. 2ND INNING: Ogburn deliberated forty seconds before running and was ruled out. Jacoby reached first on balls, but missed two good chances of stealing second. His star gazing is ruining his career this season. Huttman, who in the last analysis proved to be a very steady player, smashed a whiz, but Wayman and Finan intercepted it with remarkable teamwork and sped it to first. Brewster there, who had been amusing himself reading themes, laid them aside, took off his glasses and tagged out Jacoby with a yawn. Prenez was too excited to do any- thing but strike out. 3RD INNING: Lamson ' s logarithms showed the score 0-0, but the odds seemed against Perry ' s team. They came to bat full of fight. With a lusty wallop Baldwin drove the sphere on a long foul. The next one hit him and he was awarded base. With his usual chivalry, he re- fused to take advantage of a lady ' s aim and walked to the bench. Hirst, who had been practicing speed around the field, was up next. She swung the stick and hit a homer. She streaked around the bags and was almost home when Short Stop Boyd slammed the spheroid at Ogburn, who gloved it cleverly. He is living up to his rep as catch of the season. Someone from the bench yelled, Where did Boyd get that ball? It was an unfortunate question as the fact was then disclosed that Boyd ' s mascot, Rags, had chased the ball and retrieved it with such speed that Boyd was able to put Hirst out. But had Rags a right to play? He certainly was not on the official faculty, but he was essential to Boyd ' s playing. Then was he to be kept off the team for not being on the faculty, or kept on it being part of Boyd, as it were? This theoretical question so intrigued the players that they became more and more excited and argued more and more vehemently until they were all shouting at once and Trainer Alsop edged hopefully near with slings and water pail. Umpire Knapp ' s efforts to restore peace and order were futile. He was muttering about wanting to knock someone ' s heads together (whose we could not ascertain), when Referee Gildersleeve came forward, and suggested with her usual tact that the last play be dis- carded because it had been made after five o ' clock closing time. This was such an admirable suggestion that both teams agreed eagerly and they all adjourned to Jameson ' s cafe for grape- nut icecream and cheese custard.