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

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The Year Book of 193 3 CHAPTER TWO Next fall we trooped back in new and incredibly long dresses to take up the old grind. We gathered to confront the new situation of having in our midst persons who were of lower social status than ourselves. Immediately on our arrival they became of great interest to us, since they had a Parade Song. They kept it, be it said to their honor. Soon we had the Goodhart fire, a cheering event, providing us with a maximum of excitement with a minimum of damage. Our next interest in the Freshmen was somewhat apprehensive. We peered at faces by dim lantern light, and then waited in suspense, still ignorant, for the recipients of our cards to appear. When they came, they were harmless enough. They had yet to develop. Soon came Dr. Bond, to counteract the effects of our three-fold disturbance of the last March. We had lived through the New Curriculum, but if Virginia Wolfe and Whitehead still left us with a few mental quirks, it was not his fault. Soon we had another social con- tact with our only inferiors at the Travel party. Despite the sudden and appalling appearance of our Rogue ' s Gallery portraits, it was a cheerful affair. We poured unintentional libations of punch with the Freshmen, forgetting that soon we must declare war. For as quickly as Christmas and Midyears could pass (which is very quickly) the Freshmen Show was upon us. Midyears were distinguished only by their partial absence. We snooped long and perseveringly after the Animal, before it had been decided upon. We consoled ourselves that our failure to get it was due to as unfair tactics as our failure to keep our own. Life remained peaceful for a while after that, till one of our members, hurt, perhaps, that she had not gotten as much attention from the Dean ' s office as some, made her ' self noticeable by anonymously arousing Merion from its slumbers one cold March morning. The Dean ' s office made ample amends for its pre- vious disinterest by suggesting a vacation extraordinary. Some of us objected to . this favoritism, but with no success. After a while we all had our vacations in which to read Tom Jones. This pacified us, since Tom turned out not to be any too strait-laced or intellectual a gentleman. We felt we had made a friend. With the first twitters of Spri ng the Prince and Princess of Japan made us a brief but long-remembered [17}

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The Year Book of 1933 visit. On May Day we did our proper duty to our Seniors, and great sin against the owners of nearby gardens. The next day more solemn ceremonies received Jane Addams into our midst. We Hstened with equal respect to the speakers and to the N. B. C. announcer seated modestly on the left of the stage. In less than a month the last day of classes was upon us. The sadness of Where, Oh where began to dawn upon us that year. On Freshman Night we started out with somewhat of the non-interference policy of the previous year, but succumbed to tradition again. When finals were over, we were not shoved off, as a year before, but allowed, nay, urged to stay. We sweated under our gowns at the Senior Bonfire, floated airily about in new dresses at Garden Party, and revelled in the sight of our august Faculty togged out for the ' ' academic procession. Then, with what Garden Party dresses and flowers had left us, we got tickets home. Be it said to our honor that only one noble virgin gave the station agent a rubber check. Having duly put our caps and gowns in mothballs, we departed for the great world. ■[ 18 ]■