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

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w HEN we were Freshmen. We thought. That we would win everything In Athletics. Because 1917 had won. Everything. And our skirts. Were even redder. Than theirs. So we dashed. Into Hockey. And sang. She calls us Apples. And another song. About Missionaries. And Hottentots. And probably we also sang. The War-Whoop. Because at that time. We loved. The War-Whoop. And after Hockey. We tried. Swimming. And Water-Polo. And track and tennis. And Basket Ball. And we won. Second Team Water-Polo. And we won. The Gym-Meet. But that was All. The Horse Perhaps our skirts. Were too red. I wonder. Louise F. Cadot. 28

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ftfje Jflajorttp i tileg A CRACKED plan was that of ' 18 and ' 19 for altering our predominance in the affairs of the cosmos. On the night of the memorable meeting we were instructed in the matter of straw votes. They put up their candidate; we elected our choice. Then that half vote per Freshman measure was sprung. How they expected to pass such a delectable measure when 125 of us could balk any majority and were essential for a quorum was quite beyond human comprehension, doubtless beyond parliamentary usage, and perhaps beyond V. K. ' s master mind. Well, due to water-polo, the assembled multitude was given until the next meeting to consider it. We considered it directly. Was it within the law? Oh, let ' em, just let ' em thwart justice and popular will! Thus M. S. Goggin, M. Foot, etc. We made a plan, marched around Taylor, and, returning to our halls, did not poison the soup of the despots. The next meeting was called to vote on the half vote. En masse we betook ourselves — to the Lib lawn, and danced en baccanale while the august tyrants went up to the chapel. What did they see? No quorum? No quorum! For the quorum was couchant on the Lib lawn. Doubtless they looked at us from the windows and discussed us in envenomed terms. We laughed, ha ha, and rolled where the green- sward was to be; and it so happened that we were invited to return, and that in the spring we elected Marjorie Martin President of Undergrad. H. H. McC. Stone. I Where are the irons of yesteryear ? Sizzling and hot our brains they ' d sear, Gone where Lois will go I fear. Oh! Martyr Alma Mother, What hope for Lois between hell and heaven? II No more from third floor Merion Hall Can Twenty with her usual gall Murder the Freshmen, one and all. Oh! Martyr Alma Martyr, What hope for Twenty ' twixt hell and heaven ? Helen Irvin Murray. 27

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£t!jletic0, 1917 1918 All-round Championship won by 1920 TENNIS SINGLES Won by 1920 Captain — H. James H. James H. James B. SCHURMAN Team E. Cope Doubles Won by 1920 Team D. Walter E. Cope Individual Champion — M. S. Carv Class Champion — H. James Manager — B. Schurman D. Walter G. Hendrick W. Worcester Captain — C. Bickley K. Woodward R. Florance E. Cope M. WARREN HOCKEY Won by 1919 Team B. Schurman B. Warburg M. McBride V. Evans On Varsity — C. Bicklev, Sub SWIMMING MEET Won by 1920 Manager — B. Schurman C. Bickley K. Walker E. Cecil Captain — W. Worcester W. Worcester K. Woodward E. Cecil Captain — E. Cope W. Worcester E. Cecil E. Bliss Manager — E. Cope Team E. Cope E. Bliss D. Walter WATER POLO Won by 1918 Team E. Cope K. Woodward K. Cow en On Varsity — E. Cope 29 M. Morton E. H. Mills H. Weist Manager — W. Worcester C. Garrison