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

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THE BOOK OF THE CLASS OF NINETEEN-FIFTEEN 25 Offices; JMb by tfje Classi--g opf)omore Jear Class Officers. President — Harriet Bradford Vice-President and Treasurer — Emily Gifford Noyes Secretary — Helen Walkley Irvin Undergraduate Association. Assistant Treasurer — Elizabeth B. Smith Students ' Council. Adrienne Kenyon, Atala Thayer Scudder Athletic Association. Vice-President and Treasurer — Isolde Zeckwer Christian Association. Assistant Treasurer — Harriet Bradford Secretary — Elizabeth Bailey Bryn Mawr Students ' 1 Association for Self-Government Treasurer — Carlotta L. Taber College Settlement Association. Secretary — Lucile Davidson Consumers ' League. Treasurer and Secretary — Catharine E. Head Equal Suffrage League. Secretary — Edna Rapallo Glee Club. Assistant Business Manager — Mary Mitchell Chamberlain Lantern Board. Assistant Business Manager — Isabel Smith Tipyn o ' Bob Board. Assistant Editor — Sara Rozet Smith Treasurer — Dorothea May Moore

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THE BOOK OF THE CLASS OF NINETEEN-FIFTEEN 27 {Eije oab to geateroap THE path of most committees is beset with obstacles and delays, and that of the Sopho- more Play Committee proved so full of difficulties that finally they resorted to the Road to Yesterday as the best way out. At least that is how they got out f it when censured for their decision. The casting of the play went well until we reached the r61e of the Irish maid, whose prophecy gives the play its name. At this point the casting committee seemed unreasonable and perverse (that is the opinion of each side). Did this maid represent the mysterious spirit of prophecy revealing the submarinian depths of the past, or was she just superstitious? Ah, this was the problem with which the casting committee tusseled, that caused furious discussion night after night until ten-thirty. At last a strictly neutral was called in to decide the question, and rehearsals began in peace. Then it occurred to us that Miss Thomas might like to know what we intended to give. As a matter of fact, Miss Thomas was very much inter- ested in the subject, having already decided on a Sophomore play for us. Again the warring instinct of woman broke forth, but this time the different factions took common cause against the common foe. The foe, however, proved very friendly and cast confusion in our ranks by yielding graciously. I say cast confusion advisedly, since we had no sooner gained our point before, true to feminine psychology, we began disagreeing as to whether we really wanted that point after all. Should we not yield, too, out of respect to our President? Or would it seem undignified and weak to change our minds? These and other subtle questions severed our ranks. But the argument which finally settled the matter was that we had already begun the Road to Yesterday, and that the date for the play was drawing dangerously near. Then rehearsals began in earnest. Who can forget the hours we labored over Betty Jones ' Oh! Here he comes ; Sarah Rozet ' s Where am I? ; D. P. ' s Kenelm, Kenelm, what shall thy suffering be? And the marriage ceremony — who can forget that, with its soft musical accompaniments to stir the soul, so soft and soulful that the audience could not hear it? Do you remember how one delinquent retainer never came to rehearsals