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

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PARADE NIGHT— LANTERN NIGHT All of us — 153 strong — were going to be presidents or honor students some day, and we lept into affairs of state and erudition with great gusto. It was rumored our first weeks in college that a few of us habitually reserved books in the library for eight A: M., and so many of us were registered for geology that after two weeks the dean ' s office still had made no accurate estimate. We were known as the tribe-of ' reversible ' plaid ' coat ' wearers. So brave were we that even an encounter with a skunk could not keep a determined freshman from her appointment with the dean. Above all, it was different for we had a man for our Freshman Show animal. Every class of glory tells a little story about its Freshman Show, but ours was so unique that a special meeting had to be held to quiet down the Sophomores 1

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FRESHMAN WEEK Freshman One ' Acts up into the sky, and later by the beauty of the faint blue lanterns swinging through the cold cloisters. We were excited by our caps and gowns, by our scraps with the sophomores. It was fun struggling through the snake dance on Parade Night, and much more fighting to preserve our dignity, our peace of mind, and our show at rehearsals. We were enraptured at staying up all night. We were scared about our first exams. But we learned a few things, too : the technique of pinning towels under our gowns, the use of paper plates and alarm clocks to baffle our adversaries. We also learned, at least some of us, how to find books in the library — the newspapers are still a mystery. We learned the proper smoking-room etiquette, and our bridge improved — even though it may have slipped a little since. This might be the debut of any class were it not for the fact that Rhoads was first occupied that year, and we were the first large Freshman class, and ungainly we were, too. It took quite some time to decide which was hand and which was head. J locturns 190352

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FRESHMAN SHOW Hell ' s Belles enthusiasm . Then there was the night we led an advertising parade through the halls. There were pie beds and no beds, intreviews in the night and scuffles up and down the aisles of Goodhart, the kidnapping of the leading lady, and the amazing cooperation of our Western Union boy. Not to mention the fact that it was all a glorious success. Oh yes, that and more was our Freshman Year. . . . ANGEL: Hot dogs, nectar, am ' brosia, any flavor . . . GABRIEL (climb- ing on a cloud) : Tickets for this evening ' s entertainment now on sale. Step right up to the cloud on your right. Seventy- five cents a seat. Under the auspices of the Bryn Mawr League. Little Miss Eva will climb up on that high cloud, two hundred feet in the air, and dive, dive into a bowl of nectar without disturbing a noodle. Step right up . . . DEVIL (on soap box): I ' ll promise you anything. I ' ve got what you want. Will you give me a chance? Down with St. Peter! Down with the angels! Down with Philosophy ! Down with Social Economy ! Down with English Literature, and its classical allies ! Let ' s go to Hell! . . . JOCELYN FLEMING