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

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MAY DAY ' For I ' m to be Queen 0 the May. college reel hectically around their maypoles, and dispensed hoops and sticks with an annoying air of noblesse oblige. But May Day, we find, is a final fling. The band plays, as it had for our first Parade Night — but now the animals aren ' t coming in, but going out, two by traditional two. The underclassmen look carefree, but we sing louder. We are the center of attention — but not, we know for long. Even May Day assembly and the first class after the jubilation have lost their former sting of anticlimax. And we think that perhaps it might have been wonderful to have given Big May Day after all.

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MAY DAY Mimetic Magic Then came the magnificence, the glory, and the hard day-labor of being a senior. We saw comprehensives looming on spring ' s verdant horizon; and were sorry that our eyes were open. We ran things in a grand style, and some of us were most effective air raid wardens, though no bombs fell. But we didn ' t really feel as if the last day was near, until May Day, like a beribboned hoop, rolled round. Before, we had cursed it as the invention of the Seniors, who received flowers and two breakfasts, made the whole

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LAST DAY OF CLASSES There are only the last ends to tie — a paper to finish, a qui? perhaps. Compre ' hensives are the reality; and by this time apprehension has made us almost look forward to them. Class Day speeches ring with a reckless defiance; Tree Planting (with or without the aid of Haverford) shows that there is life in the old gals yet. Good-bye Taylor ! is full, not of regret, but of anticipation of the world for which we are leaving it.