Brimmer and May School - Yearbook (Chestnut Hill, MA)

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Qlllass Brupbecp N 1940, when I had at last recuperated from the burdensome duty of writing the prophecy for the Class of '29, the doctors deemed me fit to take a trip to Philadelphia. On my way to the train, as l walked through the Public Gardens, whom should I see sailing in one of the swan boats but Carol While! In answer to my call, she sailed over to the edge of the pond, and explained that she was experimenting with her latest remedy for mal de mer. I wanted to talk over old times with her, but I could'not linger, as I had only thirty seconds to make my train at Back Bay. While lurching down the aisle in my car, I chanced to notice a charming young matron surrounded by her three children. I thought she looked very familiar but when she spoke-who else, but Betty Floyd! She had married an excavator, who was then at work in Egypt. As the Spring term at Brimmer had just concluded, she and her children were going over to join him. However, they intended to stop at Rome, because Betty thought the children were none too young to start right in learning all about that illustrious old city-the eldest child, by the way, had just attained the ripe age of six years. Betty told me that Margaret Haskell was very successful as dean of her Alma Mater, Bryn Mawr, and in odd moments was writing 510,000 essays on such subjects as: Why Parents Should Not Influence Their Children's Ambitionsn and How One Should Behave on a Train. Betty also reported that Elizabeth Sawyer had just opened the world's largest dog kennel in Kalamazoo. Then we talked at some length about the excellent line of goods Betty White was carrying in her 3-, 6-, and 9-cent stores and the great amount of wealth she had amassed therefrom. May Kingsley, who had acquired fame for her daring feats in horsemanship had found that the circus afforded her the best chance to indulge her pet hobby, doing stunt acts on the backs of wild bronchos which she had brought on from her dude ranch in the West. Having reached New York, I had to say good-bye to Betty and wished her Bon Voyage. I q FU'ly-Iwo

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Brimmzrtnrites GAIN Brimmerwriies has done the usual thing-the usual number of trips to the printer, the usual number of issues, and the usual number of contests! The unusual, however, was achieved by Nancy Nelson, '33, in designing a new cover for the magazine, for which she was awarded the only gold Scop pin given this year, up to the time our class book went to press. The design sub- mitted by N. Madeira '30 won second place, and S. Coe's, honorable mention. The second Scop contest, although much promise was shown, no youthful contributor attained the high standard set by the Society, and for this reason only silver pins were awarded. New Scop members for 1929 are: Nancy Nelson, '33, Wendie Morison, '32, and Sally Wilbur, Grade IV. New board mem- bers awarded Scop pins were Carol Hanson, '29, Serena Coe, '30, Eileen Phillips, '30, and Frances Norton, '31. Page F fly

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Being possessed with a great passion for New York stores, I decided to go window-shopping. As I was going down Fifth Avenue, I noticed a cute shop called Patty Ann's, and I thought I would go in to see what they had in the way of sport dresses. To my great surprise, I was met by Marie Buff, who, I soon discovered, had gone into partnership with Helen Graves in this most flourishing business establishment. Poor Helen Graves! Because she had strained her eyes at too many movies, she had had to put on glasses and give up her position as critic of all the Movie maga- zines of America. However, with characteristic energy and enthusiasm she had joined Marie at Patty Ann's in order to take up the time. During the course of our long chat together, Marie told me that Madeline Hawes and her debonair husband had just left the shop a few minutes before. They were about to make a tour of the world, mostly by air. Finally, I had to rush along to get some theatre tickets, and I had just left Marie's attractive shop when- Extra! Extra! hollered a newsboy, right in my ear. Ellen Kennedy wins tennis singles at the Olympics. Well! Well! She's still at it, thought I. At the box office, whom should I see but Isabelle Neer. Before I could say a word, she had introduced me to her director, and I sooned learned from him that she was one of Hollywood's most famous dancers. Through Isabelle, I discovered that Barbara Crowe, besides doing missionary work in Russia, had organized troops of girl scouts throughout that nation, and Carrot-top Ellen Barbour had started a home for The Aged in Abyssinia, where, quite in contrast to her earlier predilections, she was now encouraging sewing and the reading of Barrie's Plays, but she still per- mitted horseback riding and aeronautics. After getting my tickets I went to the Grand Central for my luggage. At the baggage room I met Sally Quinn who was going to take a late train to Philadelphia, but just what her mission was therwthat was a secret. She said that she had been visiting Lois Morse for a few days at her apartment on Morningside Drive. Lois had become very successful as editor of the well-known magazine Vanity F air.'i Having procured a good seat and comfortably arranged myself at the theatre that night, I leisurely scanned my programme and recognized many of the names of my classmates who had now acquired fame in the theatrical world. On the very first page I read: Staging and directing under the supervision of Theresa Dodge. This met with my hearty approval, and made me decide that Page Fifi lh