Bryn Mawr College - Bryn Mawr Yearbook (Bryn Mawr, PA)

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18 THE BOOK OF THE CLASS OF NINETEEN-FQL RTEEX Freshman suppers. Then Lill rose to say farewell in the name of the class to our first year of college. As she spoke to us as a class a new loyalty and love for college seemed to fill our hearts. We had indeed, as the upper classmen said, become a part of Bryn Mawr, and as we stood on our chairs, with one foot upon the table and sang our class and college songs, we knew that Freshman supper had made us truly a class, and that we were not only the best looking class but the best class that would ever be at Bryn Mawr. JOSEPHINK NlLES.

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THE BOOK OF THE CLASS OF NINETEEN-FOURTEEN 17 ifreatyman Supper ALL through Freshman year sophisticated upper classmen tell us, that not until after Freshman class supper would we feel ourselves truly a part of the college or even a real class. So when the night arrived we assembled in the lower hall of Pembroke West, each in her best evening dress and her hair fixed as if for the outside world. It was the first time we had seen ourselves in real party clothes, and as we looked around at our friends and neighbors, and remembered the reflection in our own mirrors, we proudly con- gratulated ourselves upon being by far the best looking class in college. When we were all in our places, Nancy Van Dyke started — Rush on O Freshmen, and we marched into the dining-room shouting this our first song. Pembroke dining-room looked as it has looked for many a Freshman supper — only a little better. The rest of the college lined the walls of the room where for a time they made comments upon our appearance, laughed at our stunts, and cheered Ethel ' s first speech. Then, delighted at our daring, we sang them out class by class, and the fun really began. We sang every song known to College, with extra vim those that did not belong to us — especially the odd class sanctum sanctorum Side-by-side. And its parody Side by side as we always wash our heads, etc., suggestive of early Sunday mornings. Between courses various members of the class distinguished themselves in orating. Betty made the tears run down our cheeks — but more merry tears the passion of loud laughter never shed. Beaney talked athletics as she plays a game — lots of pep and no frills. Mary Shipley did not tell us what would happen Supposing Lill should not be in bed by nine — but how could she, for such a thing had never happened. The Dwarfs from Freshman show did Eggs. We had Julia ' s walk. I am sick, I must die. Lord have mercy on us, by Miss Donelly. A lecture from Dr. De Laguna, alias Betty Lord; and the giants, with Toit bringing up the rear. After all the stunts and speeches we sang until an hour unheard of in College except at

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THE BOOK OF THE CLASS OF NINETEEN-FOURTEEN 19 Cl)c Cftarm of Beotoulf The most excellent paper in the career of the college! It is simply swell! Bully for you, kid. Crandall. t i-i t e i . 11 i v „, , . , ... , .. , 1 like Beowulf because it tells about Tfou get your degree for this, no further work necessary. Mink, e cthomas, per L.D.L. Qrendel ' s momma in it. She was such a Fine characterization sweet old lady. Of particular charm to my mind was where Grendel croaked. Such episodes always touch my heart and draw Precisely . . „ tears to my etws eyes. Also I love the sweet modesty and retiringness of Beowulf and his gentleness of soul makes him to me the ideal Your lofty ideal is well expressed hero and soul mate for any college woman. The greatest charm in Beowulf for me was Very forceful when he wopped the dragon in the stomach and the goo oozed out. Why you know I Splendid metaphor could fairly hear it gurgle. H. C Gathammd CituiaiiTOH, Agnes Patten, Anne Lindsey White.