Berkeley Institute - Yearbook (Brooklyn, NY)

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The Class Prophecy HE silence of the dimly lighted Opera House was broken only by the soft murmur of voices and the tuning of the orchestra. Suddenly, a group of young girls entered one of the boxes and sat down with gasps of relief. Well, we aren't late after all! they exclaimed. To think we could actually get together again after five years! I.didn't believe it would be possible. Yet, here we all are, laughed Chris. And Connie is really going to sing today! said Anna. Little did we realize the talent in our class. Yes, indeed, said the Twins. And Tertia is to dance. See her name on the program right next to Martinelli's. Look! They all jumped up with amazement. Why, Gen, how did you ever get here? Do you mean to say you came all the way from the West for our reunion ? Chris Lawrence! I believe you knew all about it and wouldn't tell us, laughed Edith. Everybody look at Chris! Her expression gives her away. We surely are glad of the surprise anyway, even if you wouldn't tell us about it. After excited greetings all around, Genevieve explained Page Nineteen that her husband had to come East on business, and she had insisted upon accompanying him. The asbestos curtain slowly rose. The twins took out pads and pencils and began to study the program. Well, what are you doing ? asked Anne. My dear, exclaimed Chris, do you not realize that we have two famous dramatic critics with us today? They wrote up the Barrymores yesterday, and made such a suc- cess of it that John and Lionel invited them to dinner. How wonderful! was the awed response. What are you doing, anyway, Chris il Everything, absolutely everything! I didn't know until the last minute whether I should be able to come or not. I'm instructing gymnasium classes in New York, teaching swimming at the Y. W. C. A., tutoring my little nephew in geometry and a lot of minor things which keep me busy until twelve every night. Well, you had better come back with me for a visit and forget a half a dozen of the things you are doing. You really must, Chris, insisted Genevieve. You don't know how wonderful it is out there. The bareback riding over the prairies, the Wildness of the country just fascinates

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uniors Strange to say, we did not feel espe- cially different and soon turned from awed con- templation of ourselves to the elections and to basketball. In the class elections Anna Lohman became president, Dorothy Macdonald, vice-president, Helen Leeming, secretary, and Ethel Hanan, treasurer. Again we had a team of good showing but, through somebody's error, we did not win the championship. The team consisted of Christine Lawrence and Consuelo Beh- man, forwards, Dorothy Macdonald, center, Genevieve Dusenberry and Elizabeth Peacock, guards. Christine Lawrence was elected captain. We were represented in the Athletic Association by Anna Lohman, vice-president, Consuelo Behman, secretary, and Genevieve Dusenberry, treasurer. This year we had four of our members on the Berke- lydian board. Consuelo Behman was Associate Editor, Anna Lohman, Business Manager, Christine Lawrence, Athletic Editor, and Helen Leeming, Exchange Editor. At the beginning of the second term a student body was organized. Anna Lohman was elected president and Christine Lawrence, business manager. In the spring we gave the seniors a party. We wish that Mr. Granberry could have been home from the front to hear The Faulty System superintended by Miss Peak in a mock musicale. The party was voted by all a great success, and we were glad to have had an oppor- tunity of knowing the class of 1918 more intimately. Commencement was of vital interest to us this year, because seven of our more brilliant members received certificates for college. Anna Lohman, Helen Leeming, Virginia Hanan, Ethel Hanan and Dorothy Macdonald intended to enter Smith, Dorothy Leavens, Brown Uni- versity, and Elizabeth Peacock, Vassar. Upper 4 E returned in the fall now transformed into J ' . Upper 5 ,,.a E entered upon our last year strong in spirits if-.fig ' e although only four in number. , The results of the class election were: Chris- tine Lawrence, president, Genevieve Dusenberry, vice-president, Constance Sauer, secretary, and Edith Smith, treasurer. We welcomed the news of senior privileges with height- ening spirits, but we blush to admit that we have used the front door more in former years than this year. We had three representatives in the student body elections. Genevieve Dusenberry was chosen president, Christine Lawrence, business manager, and Edith Smith, secretary. We finally organized a basketball team but owing to our few members we were forced to borrow a guard and the center from the Alumnae. The team consisted of Christine Lawrence and Constance Sauer, forwards, Gene- vieve Dusenberry and Mary Lawrence, guards, and Lucile Wells Edmond, center. The season was uneventful and through some strange trick of fate we lost more games than we won. We passed on quicker than can be imagined to the spring term, our last at Berkeley. Our number was in- creased by three when Anna Lohman and the Hanan twins, due to illness, returned to finish the year with us. Anna Lohman intends to return to Smith in the fall and con- tinue her studies there. Almost before we could realize it, the part of our class in active school life was over. May the class continue to exist as a group of Alumnae ever ready to give their best for Berkele . Y Page Eighteen

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you. Do you know, it is all so familiar to me that l believe that in my last visit to this world l was a broncho-rider. VVhy couldn't Dot hlacdonald come? asked lidith. Poor Dot, choruscd the Twins. She was all ready to come when little Dick came running into the room with a pair of scissors in one hand and Betty's curls in the other. Dot was so distracted she didn't know what to do. She started to put the curls away in a box when she heard a scream. Rushing into the next room, she arrived just in time to see Bob throwing all of the baby's toys out of the window and the baby was trying to stop him by hitting him with the new silver tray. So, she called us up and said she would be too late to meet us here. Uh, have you heard about lflizabeth Peacock? ex- claimed Anne. She is skating with Charlotte at the Hip- podrome. l,et's all go over and see her some day. lVe surely will l Girls, cried Genevieve, see this clipping, it says that Dot Leavens has been made Dean of the Collegef' Yes indeed, and Helen Leeming has gone abroad to study at the Beaux-arts. Well, said Anna proudly, we are fsome class'l Girls, I shall only be able to stay through Connie's singing and Tertia's dancing because I have an appoint- ment to paint the youngest Astor child, sighed Edith, looking at her watch. I'll go with you, when you leave, said Anne, because I have a lecture to deliver on Chiropractics at live. Suddenly, a lull settled over the entire theatre. Voices dropped to whispers and then died away. The orchestra burst forth in its wonderful strains and the curtain arose slowly. The girls in the box sat in awed expectation because their famous Class of 1919 was about to be recognized by the public. ve 2. I 'fs 1, - 4 lilly U 7l'Ix'i'I1fy