Bridgewater State University - Alpha Yearbook (Bridgewater, MA)

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28 NORMAL OFFERING In an address at her funeral, Mr. Henry Turner Bailey named as her chief characteristics her love of truth, devotion to duty, and love of children. His closing Words Were, In the life upon which this loyal soul has novv entered, she Will rejoice in knowing as she Was knowng she Will be glad to be included among those servants Who serves Him and who see His face, she will take delight in the beauty of the city Whose foundations are precious stones and Whose gates are pearls, but perhaps most of all she will be happy to see the fulfillment of the prophecy: 'The streets of the city shall be full of boys and girls, playing in the streets thereof! Elwilight. TWILIGHT deepens far and Wide across the Waters, And the sun's rays fall in glittering splendor. Through the tall pines on the bank the breezes loiterg Darkness falls o'er all with softest grandeur. Thus may come the twilight of a mighty lifetime Spent in all the noblest deeds of kindness. After all the brightest colors of the conflict Shadows lengthen into gentle darkness.

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A NORMAL OFFERING 27 Elizahprh iamg, 1359--1912. HE Bridgewater Normal School has always been fortunate in the high quality of devoted service of its teachers. It is not too much to say that this has made the school what it is. In September, 1891, there began a long period of such service, when Miss Elizabeth H. Perry became Director of the Manual Arts Department of the school. Miss Perry was educated at Miss Carring- ton's Private School in Richmond, Va., at the Westfield Normal School, and at the Massachusetts Normal Art School, in addition she took many courses of instruction under the best specialists, and was always in touch with the foremost thought of the time concerning her profes- sion. While Supervisor of Drawing in Chelsea, Mass., she was selected by the State Supervisor of Drawing CMr. Henry T. Baileyj to assist in formulating a course in art education for the Normal Schools. While at Bridgewater she was selected by the ten charter members of the Council of Supervisors of Manual Arts for membership in that body, and was among the first to be elected to its active membership. In 1902 she prepared for the Year Book of the Council a bibliography of her profession, called A Working Library for the Supervisor of Manual Arts, which is still the best work of its kind extant. Her wide influence, both in and out of her profession, was of the highest order. She was both student and artist, combining the eager, open mind of the one, with the enthusiasm and lofty ideals of the other. Nothing short of excellence contented her. If exacting in her demands from others, she was more exacting with herself. A task was to her an opportunity for the consecration of all her energies. She counted no amount of time spent in preparation as lost if it made the perfect result more probable. Her teaching was marked by wonderful clarity, penetration, and power. An authority says of her, Miss Perry was one of the most capable supervisors of drawing and handicraft in the United States. For nineteen years she gave to Bridgewater Normal School the very best of her life. ,

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NORMAL OFFERING linhvr the illinnn. FAR from the haunts of mortals bold, Deep in a forest, I am told, Is hid a lake both cool and green, Where elves and fairies may be seen. Which, in the moon's soft, silver light, Is bordered round with lilies White, But in the noonday sun's bright glare These dainty f1oW'rs a green cloak wear. And, while the sun is in the sky, The gay elves in the wood near by, Each in his leafy blanket rolled, Dream of wee fairies with hair of gold, But, when the sun sinks in the west, The elf then leaves his Woodland nest And frisks away to join his band, His elfm lyre in his hand. There on the margin of the lake He and his mates sweet music make. Then, when the moon is high enough, Each lily spreads its silver ruff, And from each tiny golden heart The watching elves see fairies dart 3 Wee little fairies with flowing hair That sparkles and shines in the moonbea s there m On gauzy wings they Hy about Till all the gleaming band is out. Their tiny boats they quickly take, While merry shouts the echoes wake, And lured by the music of the elves, Close to the shore they row themselves, Then leave their boats, and skip and run To join the elves in play and fun. They dance and play the whole night long, The green Wood echoes with their song, But with the coming of the sun Their beauty fades, their day is done. The little elves sing songlets gay, And try to make their playmates stay, But th' sun's bright light they ne'er may see- His splendor is for you and me. N