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

Text from Pages 1 - 102 of the 1947 volume:

-T «S4 Hot- Rocfc.5 -fc- We V Horns, of bscu o TViyLofc. CLuc-8boU_ 4 $ 3 0,QOO books av 2. p tooW-£ J ft s j | )o Mam ' s L wd X Eli2val on i 3 1 ST ' Rainfall: r. Temp- Ron e 1 1 j° LoV. o 3 1 i BK ; ' • BRYN MAWR COLLEGE To Dorothy Nicole Nepper, Dean of Bryn Mawr College. Page four Page fivi The Follies of 1947 . . In the beginning there was the freshman, and she was confused, and she got lost on the way from the Vil. We progressed in the usual way, forgetting our soap, our tennis racket, and our appointment with Miss McBride, in that order. The purpose of Freshman Week is to keep the new student so busy that she won ' t have time to be homesick. Do they have to stand you at the top of a cliff in the middle of the night, scream, and push you down it, headlong into a mammoth blaze that a man is trying to put out with one silly little hose? Parade night is a lovely, inspiring tradition in- tended to draw the new girls together in a feeling of class spirit. Well, as a matter of fact, it did. Oh, Fireman ' s band — . Singing under Pern arch is a matter of hoping one of the other classes will make a few mistakes too, so as to ease the blushes resulting from too much freshman fervor and too few rehearsals. Next we slaved and memorized to the tune of large and inglorious fines and the exhaustion of the juniors to perfect the unintelligible sounds required for Lantern Night. It even sounded pretty good, and tea was delicious. After Christmas dinner and vacation, we returned to greet our first midyear exams. Ah well, the faculty were kind, and Mrs. Broughton most understanding. Freshman Show brought excitement and grease paint, and sundry other surprises. We removed the bicycles from our beds, the clocks from our window seats, and fell into weary slumber after days of paint- ing pink clouds and picking the second skyscraper off Toni Boel ' s head. Our auctioneers were famous, but no less so was our own happy puff of southern wind from capitol hill. Even the upperclassmen survived it all. Need we mention freshman long papers, and hot coffee and cold towels? And so came the glories of spring, sunburns, and the end of the year. Veterans, we returned in the fall, took Lantern and Parade nights in our healthy stride, and mourned the lack of Thanksgiving vacation. We took Nurses Aide training and after weeks of creeping out of the hall in the cold winter dawn to go to Philadelphia hospitals, learned the intricacies of making beds complete with three sheets and occupant. In the spring Dr. Herben told us that, like Lady Godiva, we were approaching our close. Junior year had us wondering whether we were awake or asleep, and we decided we didn ' t know. When May Day came this year we slept and appreciated it, but later in the day many of us posed in various avo- cations for Mrs. Sutton ' s photographer. The prom was idyllic, com- plete with balmy breezes and a full moon. In the best prom tradition, it was so crowded that the punch ran out. The highlights of senior year were the coal strike, when we went to bed at twelve o ' clock and remembered Mr. Lewis in our prayers, and our new name, History-haunted women . Spring, daffodils, and comprehensives. All things must have an end, and here may we. Page six Parade Nijjht . . . Lantern l ij ht We passed our Sports Requirements . Like the orals, sports are something the Bryn Mawrters must pass to graduate. There are those to whom a cig and a cozy chat seem a much better form of muscular relaxation. However, no matter how firmly she protests about being the non-athletic type, she seems to find herself sur- viving, during Freshman and Sophomore years, the required number of hours each week. And there are many to whom sports are a pleasure; the spirit of competition of a game well-fought, whether with Rosemont or Princeton ' s Ivy Club, the individual pride in a perfect shot or stroke, guarantee many well-filled teams. Page eight Snowtime on the Mciin Line . . _. ' By susan 0ulanan, ' 46 So sKyscrapejs.t angel e-eye a Goodhart stage of paint c r . York. TnrougTa a coula discern buildin g. Dlue-jeaned cre the Chrysie dle f Sint-strxped dome in th ml te e The Empire State, ised us for t o Pi clouds Burpr iin ougnt it a s a B at nt The usual d«u n oticeaoiy • , y e real renear 6 al, mor . Maybe f,. 10 uder , e ' r ! S nd ny ne ' s being mour si lfl - Yorick is and W 11 as g r Tctof tleV f £§f n e upper ca S out of tne Pear f backdrop.But lively an as of Page ten Tn Which We Served . . . Before we plunge happily, like lemmings, into that limbo known as The World, let us stop and give a thought to those we are leaving behind us, not our aspiring contemporaries, but those for whom the end of every four year period means merely the beginning of another — our eminent friends, the faculty. We little dream how often in the last four years their attempts to instruct and inspire have been, in a number of ways, utterly thwarted. Now and then obstacles arise to confront the unsuspecting instruc- tor even before the learning session is under way. Such a discovery was made by one philosophy professor, not to mention a thoroughly be- wildered French class, when he unwittingly came before them on the first day of a new semester and embarked upon an impassioned philo- sophical discussion. (They knew they had registered for a foreign language, but the question was, which one?) Sometimes a fire drill is a threat to a teacher ' s peace of mind when it occurs at a particularly strategic point in the lecture. Yet it was no fire gong, but Dr. MacKinnon who, possibly unaccustomed to such emer- gencies, interrupted a professor and his class one winter day with the words We think there ' s a fire and quickly made his exit, closing the door carefully behind him. However, the arrival of red and green fire engines and the gallant preservation of the college records by one sagacious member of the faculty proved to be an anti-climax to an almost false alarm. And then there was the point in our career when the philosophy department, in the person of Miss Stearns, was beset by some skeptical questioning of the aim and practicability of philosophy. As one student put it: We know nothing about it and never can, so what ' s the sense in chasing ourselves all around the infinite? Equally discouraging was an incident that occurred during an English comprehensive conference when Dr. Herben, after delivering a lengthy oration on the procedure of the dreaded English examinations, received from one student the reply : Well, I don ' t care. I just want to get out of here. Our stubborn resistance to education must be baffling to those on the other end of the line. Some of the faculty members, however, are by no means resigned to their failure to kindle the somnolent sparks of energy and genius in the Bryn Mawr student. Surely there must be a spark somewhere! Miss McCown has been known more than once to venture upon a discussion in her weekly conference with the senior politics majors with the lament, Girls, girls, seniors, politics majors, the world is falling down around your stupid little heads, and you don ' t even know it! But we have learned. If nothing else, we can read French and Ger- man at sight while lazily crushing rocks. We are grateful to our mentors; Neither air raid drill, nor deluge, nor blizzard can stay them from their appointments. And after all, where would Bryn Mawr be without them? Page twelve Al lFTER four years in the Biology depart- ment, we still feel properly humble — this year one of our professors, commenting on the length of time we took to make glyco- gen in the Bio-chemistry lab, told us that an embryo could do it much faster! Yet we can point to a vast increase in our skill and knowledge; in our first year we learned the theory of slicing a mouse embedded in a loaf of bread; we can peel onions and shed a minimum of tears over them; we de- veloped an infallible technique for writing in the dark (we stopped taking notes dur- ing Embryology lectures). Moreover, in the face of striking revelations — observing that the only typical growth of onions is atypical growth or watching an embryo fish develop into an egg cell (on the screen) — our department helped us to remain calm and unperturbed. In times of stress they of- fered us such recreational activities as play- ing ball with Fly, or Cops and Robbers with Jim. In return we gave Miss Opp the Read- ers Digest for Christmas. But senior year in the field of outside reading we resumed our place as followers as we joined the depart- ment every afternoon to enjoy the benefit of the sustaining contents of Applied Biol- ogy- Biology . . . Page thirteen ROSEMARY THERESE GILMARTIN EMILY C. EVARTS EVA KRAFFT Page fourteen Chemistry . . . The real hazards of a Chemistry major are encountered in Park. There is always the possibility (Ha!) of an explosion. If you take time out from your labors for a spot of tea — brewed in a beaker — there is constant danger of mixing it up with some cyanide. (For the information of those who want to end it all, cyanide kills you in fourteen sec- onds.) When you finally escape for a date, your hair is scented with hydrogen sulfide and your nails are repulsively black with silver nitrate. But there is one advantage which out- weighs all the disadvantages: the good will and high spirits of the department. Who can forget Dr. Crenshaw ' s gunpowder lecture, when he gleefully set off explosives, the last one nearly knocking us off our seats, and the magic touch of Dr. Berliner which produced red flowers from blue, the formula for nylon shaped like a stocking containing a lovely leg, and a trick synthesis which, on the black- board, turned out to be Merry Xmas in the last class before Christmas Vacation. Then there were lollipops tossed to a drooling class after masquerading as atoms; ice cream cones . . . We could go on, but there are only five seconds left till the cyanide takes ef- fect . . . Page fifteen SARA BERMAN BARBARA H. BUNCE ELLEN BROOKS CARY RUBY LEKUN CHEN Page sixteen MARY G. CONROY KATHLEEN HOLLIDAY JENSEN ROSE GORDON JOHNSON ELIZABETH B. KALTENTHALER Page seventeen NANCY H. KRAFFERT JOY LEVIN MARY RODGERS PINCH MARGARET JOSEPHINE QUINN Page eighteen SIBYL P. STRAUB NANCY CUPPER STRICKLER KATHRYN WELKER WEISS Page nineteen Classical Archeology . . . Our first taste of Archeology will always be connected in our minds with the sump- tuous teas that preceded the weekly confer- ence. Large helpings of cherry jam accom- panied tales of Egyptian tombs, or the complications caused by a turkey bought for the wrong Thanksgiving. Weekly com- muniques on the mysterious invasion of in- sects kept us on tenterhooks all spring. The 1945 spring term saw two replace- ments, as one professor left for California for a much-needed rest. We are thankful, since the College had to suffer his loss, that we had that year the privilege of working with Dr. Valentine Muller. Junior year, the kaleidoscopic faculty pre- sented us with still another combination. Assuming our most learned air, we attended lectures at the Philosophical Society, and searched frantically for water to wash down the salty fish-paste sandwiches afterwards. For the last step-singing, we braided our tassels and prepared, as the traditional two Archeology majors, to enter the Senior class. For the final picture, a new member was added to the faculty. The sem, timidly en- tered in other years, became our base of oper- ations, where the grad students proved equally good as reference sources and conver- sationalists. Page twenty MARION RUPERT HOLLAND CHARLOTTE DEBORAH RIDER Page twenty-one Economics and Political Science . . . Sixty eager economists in 101 feel money is the root of all evil . As our numbers dwin- dle and our classes move to the library, we become more convinced of it. Miss North- rop ' s course informs us there is an equilib- rium of prices, but staring at Chamberlin ' s graphs makes us lose our equilibrium! Our senior year we are labeled as transients as we trudge to Low Buildings for comprehen- sive conferences (and tea) . Full employment leaves us depressed, but as we embark on our search for employment, (housewives aren ' t classified as employed, Jonesie) we have de- cided we must come to the root of all evil. Professors come and professors go, but the politics department stays on. As freshmen we started out under the able guidance of Rod- ger Wells and Margaret Reed. Soon, however, the government staked its claims. Swiss Miss Staerk taught American Government and American Rodger Wells went to Germany. In the next three years we progressed through W. Brooks Graves, Miss McCown, and Bryce Wood. Around mid-years, we realized that impermanence was going to dog us ' till comprehensives. The State Depart- ment called Miss McCown, thereby reducing the department to one. The Bachrachs, not to be outdone, raised it one with the birth of Catherine (with a C) Bachrach. Page tivenly-two ELIZABETH ANN HOUCK DOROTHY WILTON JONES HELEN BELLE POLAND EDITH ANNIN Page twenty-three MARCIA DEMBOW LAURA DIMOND JACQUELINE HEBERLING MILDRED FRANCES NELSON Page twenty-four GERRY PATTISON LOUISE RINGWALT CARYL ROSAMUND ROSS MARY H. N. SCHAEFER Page twenty-five English . Friendship with the English department be- gan with a rat named Arthur who tried to impress us with the value of speaking correct English — words, words, words. However, we soon found that he was wrong: The proper study of mankind is Man , for after all, Stone walls do not a prison make nor iron bars a cage. But now We hear time ' s winged chariot drawing near and find the eternal truths of English literature written on the English department ' s bulletin board: A little learning is a dangerous thing . So Close thy Byron, open thy Goethe and no one shall say The lady doth protest too much . We too have served by standing and waiting — ( Shake not thy gory locks at me . . . ) . We have learned what is meant by the magic letters C. B. E. L. and are now prepared to continue our studies with a copy of The Owl in our collective pockets. We stand at the threshold of the world, pen- sive but not in thought. Perhaps we will meet Anna Livia Purebell, perhaps only the rev- erend Dimmesdale. But despite agenbite of inwit, we push ever onward; Our strength is as the strength of ten because our hearts are pure. Page twenty-six THELMA BALDASSARRE MARY LEE BLAKELY CATHERINE PIERCE CLARK MARY N. CROSS Page twenty-seven VELMA L. DOUGHERTY JANICE ELAINE FERNSTROM JOAN CAROL GOULD ALICE LINDSEY HART Page twenty-eight DARST HYATT MARJORY H. JOHNSON ■V- ; r- H 1 NANCY ANN KNETTLE ELISABETH LILLY Page twenty-nine ELIZABETH COURTNEY McKOWN JACQUELYN MILLER ALAINE RAE MOOG DOROTHY DEUTSCH ROSENBERG Page thirty w MARGARET ELIZABETH RUDD ELLEN WILLIAMS SHEPHERD MIRIAM ROSE STEINHARDT MARGARET DUMONT STEPHENS Page thirty-one r BARBARA STIX KATHRYN TANNER MARIETTA PREWITT TAYLOR CAROL HOPKINS VEJVODA Page thirty-two BARBARA RUBIN WEINER PATSY VON KIENBUSCH Page thirty-three French . . . The French department carries on tou- jours . At first we said c ' est la guerre to explain the lack of French gentleman pro- fessors and philosophically turned back to Flaubert and Stendhal for consolation. But when la guerre was ended we rejoiced at the sight of Mile. Bree walking the library corridors in her later-to-be-discarded uni- form. For a while comprehensive conferences took on the aspect of an oificial court-martial. Our enthusiasm suddenly shot up when Monsieur Pamplume arrived, and the second year French class vied for popularity with the Modern Drama course and Miss Schenck ' s famous teas. In the fall, we all en- joyed pouring through the Romantic or Realistic pages of dusty French novels. As winter came and the temperature fell, we strove in vain to solve the problems of Exist- entialism and pull Sartres and Camu out of their dilemma, but in the spring a young French major ' s fancy turns to comprehen- sives and we roamed the cloisters muttering fierce explications under our breath. Then, finally, success: Miss Gilman solemnly an- nounces that all her protegees ont passes and we confidently set out into the world, leaving Villon and Lamartine far behind us, in search of a job to which we can apply all our knowledge of l ' amour courtois . VOff ' , TEH t —7 l-t S 1 — E50 ' i m Page thirty-jour DOREEN HURWITZ MARTHA A. MACDONALD Page thirty-five JOANNE H. MOTT AVIS BIGELOW REYNICK Page thirty-six Geology . . . There rolls the hoop where grew the tree. O Earth, what changes shalt thou see? Will there, where Taylor stands, yet be The stillness of a central sea? Freshman year we first trod that well-beaten path leading below the sundial to the yellow- brick and glass splendor that is Park. In those days we didn ' t have co-eds, but we had Flower. That was the year the Rhumba gave way to the Dip Slip. At the end of the first year, after passing through a period of stress and strain, we ended up with a preferred orientation lead- ing — to Park again. We at last acquired the Scientific Ap- proach which led to discovering that the roof is good for secluded sunbaths, and that Adam, Eve, and all their ancestors are parad- ing up the library wall. It was no new dis- covery that the area of greatest magnetic attraction centers around a blue smock worn with hair like the incompetent micaceous phases of the Wissahickon schist. Little ripples leave their mark, and so shall we. With but an index fossil to guide us, we face the future with just one question in mind: Shall the hand that cradles the rock, rock the cradle? . . . Time will tell. Page thirty-se • LOIS LINN KILLOUGH ELIZABETH WILLARD Page thirty-eight German . . . To many undergraduates Freshman year is synonymous with baby German. Once past this hurdle some acquire a love for Teu- tonic culture — Wein, Weib, und Gesang. Speaking for ourselves, Miss Cohn and Mrs. Jessen introduced us, and soon we pro- gressed to Wagner, from whom we learned the Bridal Chorus. This, we assured Mrs. Diez, would undoubtedly be of great assist- ance as we ourselves strolled down the aisle. Memorable are the delightfully informal Fri- day afternoons at 610 Pembroke Road . . . Herr Diez as Konzertmeister . . . Frau Diez serving cokes to students, who stretch out on the floor and sigh dreamily to the strains of Liebestod . With the Age of Goethe we made our acquaintance with the pleasant and now familiar aroma of Dr. Diez ' pipe. Suffi- ciently advanced we arrived at senior year, where we became bosom pals with the bust of Goethe in the German Sem. Now our dreams are a mixture of Paleolithic skin-clad men, Minnesanger, and Mrs. Jessen ' s dra- matists. We leave our May baskets, bid Auf Wiedersehen and become bi-lingual alumnae. Page thirty-nine MARILYN J. BEHNER ELIZABETH BREADY Page forty History . . . Our lives as History majors have been gov- erned largely by that mystic personality, the History Department. The ingredients of this exotic concoction are somewhat obscure, but they seem to stem primarily from the person- alities of our various mentors. After one has turned the library upside down in search of Mrs. Manning ' s brief case, seen her arrive at class innumerable times with the wrong lecture notes, or heard her pause dramatically in the course of a lecture on the French Revolution to announce that she was in the year, one gains a certain healthy disrespect for inconsequential facts. Miss Robbins ' caustic wit has often made us test the ground under our feet to see whether it is air, fire, water or all three, but there is something singularly appropriate in being taught English History with an English ac- cent. Californian Dr. Miller stands for the American continental viewpoint, while Dr. Gilbert ' s omniscience provides us with a uni- versal outlook, not unenlivened by biograph- ical anecdotes of the world ' s great. Our medievalists go into temporal seclusion with Dr. Cuttino, while the rest of us regard the vagaries of modern life, content with the one notable change in the department in our life- time: Europe Since 1870 has become Europe Since 1890. ■ Htf  Page forty-one ALISON BARBOUR JOAN ANN BLACK NANCY E. BIERWIRTH ANN E. BORUM Page forty -two BETTY ANN BYFIELD HELEN PATRICIA COWLES ELIZABETH JANE DAVIS ELIZABETH HILBERT DAY Page forty-three SHIRLEY GOLDGERG LOUISE A. GORHAM CECILIA ROSENBLUM GROSS NANCY ANDERSON MOREHOUSE Page forty-four BETTY ANN ORLOV CONSTANCE LENORE ROTHSCHILD MARY HOYT SHERMAN MARY STEWART Page forty-five BARBARA DORN YOUNG Page forty-six History of Art . . . Forty Expectant students In the art room skeptically waited; Eager anticipation on their faces — For a lecture they were fated. It seemed from the professor ' s point of view To be going as well as wanted, Though, true, the waste basket was an obstacle As back and forth he jaunted. The climax of the career of Van Eyck To be exemplified by slides of note. But sadly the buzzer, rung with great zest No signal did connote. Thus, the classroom seemed transformed Into an air-o-plane. Signals from podium to slide room: Dr. B. calling, Dr. B. calling — but all in vain! The years went by. It ' s now ' 47. (The radio transmitter, by the way, Mr. S. has managed to fix.) But the same old art room has its troubles — The thermometer (no windows allowed) reads 96. Six art majors in the sem do cram, For it is now June ' 47 A. D. We might pass, we might fail, who can tell, But God knows, we ' ve had our A.E. Aesthetic Experience. . ' • ™ Page forty-seven NADINE CHERNER u MARGARET AMELIE MECHLIN MARY MOSSMAN Page forty-eight CLAIRE RACHEL ROSS CAROLINE E. SEAMANS NORMA EVELYN ULIAN Page forty-nine Latin . . . AVE We feel that any dissertation de natura maiorum Latinorum (local color) should begin by answering the oft-posed query trembling on the lips of young America: What are you going to do with it? We can be the Cloak and Dagger girls of the fu- ture. Our skill in untangling periodics, hex- ameters, pentameters, speedometers, and double entendres endears us to the Cryptog- raphy Department of Hush-Hush. Because of our gustatorial proclivities, our knowledge of Chian and Falernian wines, we may pro- cure highly-paid, interesting, in fact entic- ing positions trampling grapes in a winery or arranging olives in an olive factory. As even our gracious and noble guardians have realized the value of food in ancient and modern times, we have often combined the ignoble Roman bean with the regal ham- burger to the consternation of those other inhabitants of the Inn who prefer to com- bine eating with eating. Our mood had been Toujours gaie ; our accomplishments — insignificant according to most, but to those who knew us when we started — monumental! Now, with the knowledge that we have proclaimed Vergil a glorious failure , Thucydides The great historian , and Tacitus a subject for Freud , we move on perhaps to sell triangular togas in Saks Anticipation department. VALE ifcfc. Page fifty ELIZABETH M. DOWLING ANNE EVELYN KINGSBURY Page fifty-one CORNELIA STANTON PICKENS ELIZABETH STEINERT Page fifty-two Mathematics In order to meet the Mathematics depart- ment, you have to climb to the fourth floor of Dalton, no mean accomplishment at nine A. M. This is one reason why there are not very many Math majors. But for the faith- ful, it is worth the climb, and after four years we even enjoy the climb, sorting out the distinctive and always interesting Biol- ogy smells as we go from floor to floor. Having completed this hazardous journey, we encounter the people for whom it was undertaken; they seem to have survived the altitude remarkably well. There is Mrs. Wheeler, who introduced us to the mysteries of College Mathematics freshman year, and is still giving us badly needed help to finish off what she started four years ago. There is Miss Lehr, well-liked geometrician and stat- istician, who is under severe censure for having traitorously given classes in Taylor this year, but has promised to improve in the future. There is Mr. Oxtoby, who has taught us a great deal, including what we somehow missed by being in the advanced class freshman year and the value of the ex- pression Without loss of generality . And there is Mr. Hewitt, who came to Bryn Mawr shortly before we leave; we hope this isn ' t significant! Page fifty-three ELEANOR H. COL WELL RUTH HEINSHEIMER Page fifty-four MARGHRITA LARIMER ONEIL % vffilnliiPVHHht P™ BBr  B ! — CLARE PARTRIDGE Page fifty-fire Philosophy . . . Oh, Plato, Plato, you have paved the way with your confounded fallacies to more im- moral conduct ... Yet, how I love thee! I love thy little ladder climbing to the sea of beauty where Dr. Nahm stands aesthetically handing out the ways and means to happiness, where in the glow of the absolute Essence Dr. Frank smiles. Do not worry about the date of the paper. It is not yet due until yesterday. Be not concerned about trifles! You can quickly light a candle, and perhaps, aided by the flame and your highly developed specu- lative powers, you will be able to see the darkness. If not, The Idea of Perfection must lead Human Nature and Conduct through Aesthetic Experience and its Presup- positions to The Two S ources of Morality and Religion, the Categorical Imperative, and Di- alectic, or, The Way of All Flesh. God created man in His own image, and man returned the compliment. Ah, man, you sinful, miserable, fallible, contingent creature — Please, Miss Stearns, hurry to your office, bring Plato, and tell me quickly, WHY????? Think deep!! Before and after meals. ' Edo ergo sum ' plus ' ergo edo ' . But, no, discard all coffee, benzidrene, logic, ontologic, and aspirin. Open wide your eyes, and you shall BE! (At least it is a possibility.) -. J- 1 poo ' rlcvVols LAroc -. Page fifty-six JUDITH A. BRODSKY MARILYN RUTH COOPER MBf v jdgg bIHB fifi jMH ;i ■ 1 V . LANIER DUNN SHEILA MARGARET PARKER Page fifty-seven MARILYN Z. RAAB ESTHER JOSEPHINE SMITH MARGARET HODGE URBAN Page fifty-eight Physics . . . The increasing intensity of solar illumina- tion announces day. Accordingly, we wend our way Daltonward. Glassblowing hour is a cross between self- cremation and variations on a theme by Rob- ert. When discouraged, we work on Christ- mas presents; during the course of the year these decreased in complexity from insulated cocktail glasses to ducks. Next we work on our latest ' breadboard ' . Once we doubted the necessity of such con- struction, but now we know it is good for the soul. After Electricity and Magnetism (Sub- title: The Development of Self-Confidence) , the nearest indicator of Taylor ' s vector time gives a brief respite for sustenance. Afternoon finds us in electricity lab, where suddenly our boudoir ammeter shows an alarming current. It will be obvious to the reader that something is wrong. Tripping over the Optics class, found busily measur- ing the length of the hall, we find that once again a large charge has been sent into the wrong room. Tea follows, a delightful op- portunity for gathering jokes and stories of Dalton ' s fire. Night finally falls! But we still have the elephants — not pink, nor circus — but the Elephants of Modern Physics, with which we shall probably end all our days. 1. Proof of this statement is beyond the scope of the text. Page fifty-nine JEAN ALBERT LEILA A. DRAGONETTE ANN STIRLING GREGORY Page sixty MARTHA BAILEY GROSS ANN SANFORD WERNER Page sixty-one Psychology . ON LOOKING INTO BORING, LANGFELD, AND WELD (For the first time) I Helson has one recurrent refrain. Every time that we ask he ' ll explain: Level of adaptation Will startle the nation . — If it first doesn ' t drive them insane. II There once was a prof named MacKinnon Who taught us there ' s no fun in sinnin ' . For milk, when once spilt Leads to complex of guilt; — We think that ' s just one man ' s opinion. Ill Mrs. Cox takes our measurements, mental, With manner both gracious and gentle. When she, with Binet, Watched all of us play, We came out in the lowest percentile. IV Miss Higbee knows all about rats, Their effect on decorticate cats; She makes witty retorts On our shoddy reports Though she ' d rather pursue us wi V After taking four years of Psychology, We now make a feeble apology For results inexplicable With conditions predictable. From now on for us it ' s astrology! ith gats. Wsi Page sixty-two JOAN AUERBACH NANCY F. COWARD HELEN R. DYSON ANN DUDLEY EDWARDS Page sixty-three SHIRLEY HECKHEIMER HEINEMANN MARGARET ANN McLEAN LOIS EDITH REICHHARD ALTHEA ROBILLARD Page sixty-four Sociology . Forth from Bryn Mawr ' s halls, a small group crusades through the dark cities of America. Above their heads flies a banner, More Houses . At every door they stop, knock, and ask that eternal question: Do you suf- fer from Cultural Lag? The answer varies from No, I tried Serutan to Yes, we have no bananas. These are the flower of the Bryn Mawr Sociology Department. Theirs is a noble calling. Witness, the Valley of Death Housing Project for Low Income Groups. They accomplish their purpose, this small group! Returning to America and the question: In the Philadelphia Museum of Natural His- tory, the missing link is asked: Do you have Cultural Lag? The reply: Goo . Transla- tion: I was a sociological irregular, but plen- ty of outdoor life and healthy exercise cured me forever. But, dear reader, you have not heard the end of this group. No such luck. Across America and neighboring countries they cru- sade, always with that fatal problem. They question Eskimoes, Indians, Fiji Islanders; but always the answer: Yours for a happy constitution, a bottle of prune juice, and happy travels . So we leave the seven lone survivors sailing into the west, feet planted on the deck of their adventuring ship, their last words ringing in our ears: Mores Seru- tan; Mores Sociologists . ' SzTocm Page sixty-five ELIZABETH K. FENSTERMACHER PATRICIA R. HENNE MARY LEVIN Page sixty-six MARTHA BOWMAN McFADDEN MARY JEAN McILVRIED JOAN ERNA POLAKOFF JEAN BOYER SALAS Page sixty-sever Spanish . . . Don Quijote ' s back and the Spanish majors got him! He was found hiding under the table in our seminar but soon lost his shyness when he visited the Spanish House. Here he felt at home with our Spanish-American league. At Christmas time, our festivities were rampant. We collected our sartorial souven- iers, wielded the mighty needle, and hoped for costume authenticity. A Mexican Pinata , the hanging grab-bag, poured fourth pres- ents for everyone. And as for year- ' round festivities — Our Spanish and Mexican phonograph records have worn thin, but if you hurry you may still be in time to investigate the secrets of the Samba, Bamba, or Rhumba steps, faster than Arthur Murray can say Popocatepetl . Incidentally, our last survey showed that South America Take It Away was at an all-time-all-timer LOW on our hit parade. (Finally somebody took away!) The Casa Espanola has been honored by special attention from its own members of the faculty. The head of the Spanish depart- ment bestowed upon it a large supply of kindling wood which he had hewn during vacation. (Undergraduates please note, in case of any more coal strikes!) And to top it all, we ' ve even had the Dean on our side! Page sixty-eight MONNIE L. BELLOW BARBARA BENNETT NANETTE CLAIRE EMERY ROSALIE B. SCOTT Page sixty -nine Former members of the class Josephine Arader Roberta Arrowsmith Mills (Mrs. Louis B.) Mary Helen Barrett Helen Sedgwick Barss Rosina Bateson Rue (Mrs. Francis) Anne Blanke Laura Blinn Lise Bloch Antoinette Boel Barbara Brady Cynthia Bregman Eleanor Elizabeth Calder Joan Campbell Blalack (Mrs. R. E.) Barbara Anne Carlson Barbara Ann Clark Constance Cohen Aubrey Pendleton Cole Elizabeth Corkran Gamble (Mrs. Robert) Barbara Cotins Mary DuBois Susanna Shaw Durgin Emily F. Eaton Norma Jean Edgehill Katherine Bailey Egerton Mary Carey Foster June Goldman Marjorie Ellen Grossman Mildred Bayard Hamilton Mary Russel Hitchcock Sara Thomas Hundley Clare Jenkins Jean Barbara Kelley Isabella C. Koehler Phyllis Kratz Margaret Krenz Gertrude Lanman Cristobel Locke Ali ce Ann MacMillan Mahala McMullen Virginia Michelson Marian Moise Bierwirth (Mrs. John) Marie E. J. Meyers Barbara Jean Nathan Barbara Nicholls Anne Whitridge Niles Virginia O ' Rear Virginia Penfield Annette Peters Gras (Mrs. R. W.) Nicole Pleven Mangin (Mrs. S. ) Janet E. Potters Cordelia Savage Nancy Tyson Scott Shirley Ann Seubert Frances L. Stern Jennie Strike Watkins (Mrs. George T. Ill) Marcia TafF Sylvia Taylor Margaret Weaver Georgiana Whitney Phyllis Wreden Page seventy rr ■ - . 5P «4s 1 ,£• Pajfe seventy-one Four years in Rhoads hasn ' t changed its in- mates greatly from the day when Rebecca smilingly and efficiently guided us into that cool tiled hall. But the passage of time shows in little ways. Take for example the removal of the black-out paint from the transoms, the more frequent use of our handsome show- cases, or even the exhilarating bouts with Peter the Prowler. Rhoads has a majestic Gothic beauty but we remember wistfully that beauty is only skin deep and once we had to send an S.O.S. to the plumber. Puge seventy-three -T ■ • ' . j , :- ■ v ss « •v Hfe « -f Ivy-covered arch . . . Tudor dining room above . . . the one point where East meets West . . . windier than Tremont and Boyles- ton . . . the arch from which all roads lead to the Inn, and all Pern East follows the beat- en path . . . Show case stuffed with men . . . furniture stuffed with horsehair . . . lively smoker . . . fireplace well-located for pitching butts . . . Sunday in the Smoker . . . always a mad recap of the weekend . . . Strong sun- light playing on blue smoke and weary faces . . . Up three steps to the silent smokers . . . Always some enlightening conversation go- ing on. Land of Oz, Wizard speaking . . . 1944 — Untutored Freshmen hysterical over ACADEMIC crisis: the geology final. 1945 — May Day streamers painstakingly pressed with cold iron (DC). 1946 — News Quartet leaped into public ear ( Dorothy Nepper made nut bread ) — fish- ing and circus found ideal cure for spring fever. 1947 — Three queens of Orient Art start in- tellectual trudge to Nirvana, self-propelled — Seniors with complexions matching mono- tone meals lift voices in mournful strains: I do not ask, Oh Lord, that life may be a pleasant road . . . :; :: No. 633, Tabernacle Hymnal. Denbigh usually manages to keep its head above water and its grades above the Senate. However, it must confess to not being above censure at one point this year when a carefree band of its inhabitants departed in the wee hours of morning, armed with musical in- struments, to awaken each hall with the soothing clash of horn and drum. But loyalty and brotherhood pre- vailed. They didn ' t come home ' till eight! Merion is the oldest hall; that is its greatest distinction. We used to be pointed out as people who lived with- out closets, but recently the closet has found its way even within our vener- able walls. We have watched the Merion Ghouls rise to campus fame, and once yearly we don white shorts and skull-and- crossbones-emblazoned black tunics and appear on the hockey field in all our ghoulish splendor. As we slide along the campus path, which Robert carefully preserves as a skating rink in January and February, we think of spring, when we sun-bathe ( Hey, don ' t stand up! ) and sit on the steps after lunch and watch the world go by. Rock is famous for its priority on certain members of the Fresh- man class, for its evening of innocent fun on Halloween, and for a number of its doors, which stick. And of course, Rock gets the mail first! Wyndham has wall paper, a short-cut to the vil, and a real music room. It is the meeting place of many of the French professors, no- tably M. Ezban, and boasts some unusual and highly desirable Christmas dinner customs. The Non-residents always were a happy group! This year there are all kinds. They sometimes get tired of repeatedly giving di- rections to errant strangers who wander into their basement lair in search of something else, but their transient lives are still pleasant. Page seventy-six There are various approaches to Goodhart. You may enter the front doors and be ushered to your red plush seat for a lecture. You may descend romantically under the willow boughs and go to the Common Room for a meeting, a tea, or Current Events. And you may dash through the side door of the audi- torium bearing anything from a sofa to an irate cat — Stage Guild always comes through, even with The End of the World! Four years have seen many changes in Choir. A few of us still remember The Willow . Cookie took over in the spring of Freshman year, bringing The Mikado and a visit from Harvard. Sophomore year increased Choir to the Chorus of ninety and contact with Princeton was established. Feb- ruary brought Woody and Harvard back again. Junior year introduced quartet trials to be added to our other trials, and Senior year Chorus made a broadcast and visited Vassar. £ h THE PULSE OF THE CAMPUS Setting: Smoke-filled room in Goodhart. Dramatis Personae: Double octet of 16 ghosts, shadows of their former selves. Causes of death: Shattering events of the years 1943-1947. Head Ghost (Evarts) (Stirring papers in the news basket) Headlines, headlines, meet the deadlines. First Ghost (Gorham) (Pursuing her head across the floor) Is that a dummy I see be- fore me? Second Ghost (Morehouse) (Declaiming from her recent work Vol. Ill, entitled The Ethical and Moral Aspects of an Historian) : We perceive distinct signs of our own dis- integration . . . Chorus (Dunn, Rudd, Baldassarre, Day, Black, Jones, Hyatt, Dembow, Dimond, Blakely, Bateson, Taylor) : Pulse and repulse, beat and repeat, Break the make-up editor ' s pate. Thirty-six ivords to a column inch. Work at the Bryn Mawr soda fountain; see life, or at least a hamburger, in the raw. You ' ll have fun, and you ' ll be helping a good cause, the Bryn Mawr Summer Camp. Down the hall is a room that has changed its name almost as much as its purpose. Under the misnomer of the May Day room, it was the headquarters of all packaging for over- seas shipments of food. Yorick, the class ani- mal, stayed there. Now the floors, once bur- dened by cartons of food and clothes support ping-pong, dancing, or just commotion. Its name is now, appropriately, the Rumpus Room. Page seventy-eight Spring Fling . . . The last patches of snow disappear and spring slowly creeps into being. Chunky skirts from the maid ' s bureau and bright cotton dresses are on everyone. Work gets done while you still think you ' re being lethargic. The fruit trees are indescribable masses of bloom and the robins in front of the library battle eter- nally for worms. Arms and faces are turned to the sun. Pic- nics, parties and the Junior prom are sudden realities of laughter and color. The Cloister fountain plays again and studying becomes an outdoor sport. Comprehensives and papers have overtaken us, but it ' s May Day — it ' s almost graduation — why worry? i A, IND HERE, friends and History majors, we have the Library. Our freshman show perpetrated its fame: Avoid the stacks . After opening (Yes, Richard) the door, we find this building occupied by people, lost cats, and an occasional sparrow. There are cliques here: The Skull Gulley group; the people who write signs to themselves (SMILE!); the people who wear squeaky shoes. We who live there do not mind the li- brary, with its resounding echoes of the meekest sneeze. We do not mind the glass floors of the gallery, which give one a dis- turbingly unstable feeling. We rather like the cloister rabbit. But when, O when, ye powers of learning, are you going to admit us by the back door to the west wing stacks? May Day . . . On May Day we go medieval. We wake each other with May baskets, look nervously at the early morning sky, and sing at breakfast. — -f. What would this all be without May- poles? Besides, it gets us in practice for the violent exercise of hoop rolling. Aroint thee, reporter! — W ' • .. -- THE YEARBOOK STAFF EDITOR Elisabeth Lilly EDITORIAL STAFF Joan Auerbach Mary Cross Marcia Dembow Laura Dimond Nancy Ann Knettle Ann Orlov Ellen Shepherd BUSINESS MANAGER Marian Holland ART Liz Willard ADVERTISING Anne Kingsbury Mary Pinch Peggy Oneil CIRCULATION Liz Willard Linn Killough Alaine Moog Joan Polakoff Lois Reichhard Claire Ross Ellen Shepherd j J, « Lest We Forget . . . . . . The awesome atmosphere of the Deanery, noted for bronzes, stu- dent waitresses, and a lovely garden . . . The flourishing ivy on Rhoads . . . The paths which persistent undergraduate feet insert where the campus planners missed; i.e. the Professorial Promenade or Student Speedway between Taylor and the Library . . . Those canine members of the college community in search of a higher education, who by listening to classes or by private interviews seem to foretell a new trend in Education (This does not take into account mere tran- sients, such as certain great danes.) . . . The sleek, sizzling, soporific forms, which blossom with the first crocus and attract many of our more air-minded neighbors . . . Step singers, who waken echoes from a startled Taylor tower, and woe to the unsuspecting faculty member who passes, shaken out of his after-dinner thoughtfulness by an amiable blast of cheering . . . The command performances in the dining rooms, when the finer points of May-Pole dancing are displayed, with the added incentive of a dish of melting ice cream to come home to . . . The interminable bridge games after meals . • . Senior tree planting, and the interested search, by the uninitiate, for a towering oak the next morning . . . Bryn Mawr ' s winds, which at their best present a prob- lem to the student desiring to carry a sheet of poster board across the campus . . . The tinkle of falling knitting needles which pervades the college a week before Christmas vacation . . . The smell of ham- burgers floating down the hall from the soda fountain. . . . The plays: Ladies in Retirement , Arsenic and Old Lace , with its non-squeaking window seat, Arts Nights, and all the other performances which fall into the pattern of items too easily forgotten, for they are transient, (with the possible exception of the ominous S.O.O.T. painted on the back door to the stage) . . . Prowlers, too, have an ethereal element about them, a trait which many a resident of the first floors of Denbigh, Rhoads, Rock and the others may have wished were more predominent . . . More welcome Gentleman vis- itors have come to stay, though classed in the directories as Non-resi- dent , through the courtesy of the G.I. Bill . . . The influx of men on weekends, a situation, to those who knew Bryn Mawr in the war days, that seems highly and pleasantly incredible. . . . The surprise that always comes with the discovery of how much food one can hold when carolling before vacation . . . The change in the landscape behind Rhoads, from ski-slope to violet bed . . . the snowflakes on Goodhart. . . . The addition to life at Bryn Mawr made by Pearl and her regu- lar tending of Taylor ' s bell . . . Al and Ave Maria . . . Louis and the Lost Ford . . . Irene, Rebecca, Portia George and all the rest . . . The Inn — need more be said? . . . Of life off the campus . . . Whose mouth does not water at the mention of Hamburger Hearth or our earlier days at the Greeks . . . The Farmer ' s Market . . . The bike rides on spring weekends . . . The Lantern Man . . . . . . And so we remember . . . Page eighty-six Page eighty-seven Senior Directory ALBERT, JEAN 2486 77th Ave., Philadelphia 3 8, Pa. ANNIN, EDITH LORD Richmond, Mass. AUERBACH, JOAN 105 E. 5 3rd St., New York City 22 BALDASSARRE, THELMA 423 6 Parkside Ave., Philadelphia 4, Pa. BARBOUR, ALISON 575 Park Ave., New York City BEHNER, MARILYN 3684 Tolland Rd., Shaker Heights 22, Ohio BELLOW, MONNIE 4740 Pine St., Philadelphia, Pa. BENNETT, BARBARA c o Walter V. Bennett, 1400 S. Penn Sq., Philadelphia, Pa. BERMAN, SARA 1188 Lincoln Place, Brooklyn 13, N. Y. BIDDLE, ANNE Newtown Square, Pa. BIERWIRTH, NANCY Briarwood Crossing, Cedarhurst, L. I., N. Y. BLACK, JOAN 67 Adams St., Garden City, N. Y. BLAKELY, MARY LEE Route 6, Brownsboro Rd., Louisville 4, Ky. BORUM, ANNE 182 Fishers Rd., Bryn Mawr, Pa. BREADY, ELIZABETH 418 W. Mt. Airy Ave., Philadelphia, Pa. BRODSKY, JUDITH 14 E. 81st St., New York City 28 BUNCE, BARBARA Residence Park, Palmerton, Pa. BYFIELD, BETTY ANN 1 1 Birchall Drive, Scarsdale, N. Y. CARY, ELLEN 627 Walnut Lane, Haverford, Pa. CHEN, RUBY LI-KUN 430 W. 119th St., New York City CHERNER, NADINE 163 Juniper St., N. W., Washington, D. C. CHITTENDEN, JULIE St. Paul ' s School, Concord, N. H. CLARK, CATHERINE 5 34 Summit Ave., St. Paul 2, Minn. COLWELL, ELEANOR 64 Cold Spring St., New Haven, Conn. CONROY, MARY 59 W. Maple Ave., Merchantville, N. J. COWARD, NANCY 139 N. Merion Ave., Bryn Mawr, Pa. COWLES, HELEN PATRICIA 224 Edgehill Rd., New Haven 11, Conn. CROSS, MARY Bernardsville, N. J. DAVIS, ELIZABETH S 1 5 Clay Ave., Scranton, Pa. DAY, ELIZABETH 34 Kirkland St., Cambridge 3 8, Mass. DEMBOW, MARCIA 5 217 Rexford Rd., Philadelphia 31, Pa. DIMOND, LAURA 157 Ivy St., Brookline, Mass. DOUGHERTY, VELMA 1 1 Hildreth Place, Yonkers 4, N. Y. DOWLING, ELIZABETH 445 Riverside Drive, New York City 27 DRAGONETTE, LEILA 5209 Baltimore Ave., Philadelphia, Pa. DUNN, LANIER 1706 18th St., N. W., Washington 9, D. C. DYSON, HELEN 6632 Greene St., Philadelphia 19, Pa. EDWARDS, ANN DUDLEY c o Mr. Bancroft Smedley, R.F.D. 2, Phoenixville, Pa. EMERY, NANETTE 1015 Buckingham Rd., Grosse Point 30, Mich. EVARTS, EMILY 120 Lakeview Ave., Cambridge, Mass. FENSTERMACHER, ELIZABETH Lehigh Parkway, R. 2, Allentown, Pa. FERNSTROM, JANICE 5515 Wissahickon Ave., Philadelphia, Pa. GILMARTIN, ROSEMARY Harrison Rd., Ithan, Pa. GOLDBERG, SHIRLEY 1511 Widener PL, Philadelphia, Pa. GORHAM, LOUISE 1133 Fifth Ave., New York City 25 GOULD, JOAN 1185 Park Ave., New York City GREGORY, ANN Box N, Winnetk a, 111. GROSS, CECILIA ROSENBLUM 2214 Delancey PL, Philadelphia, Pa. GROSS, MARTHA 290 5 N. Front St., Harrisburg, Pa. HART, ALICE 201 24th Ave. S., Nashville 5, Tenn. HEBERLING, JOCQUELINE 1246 Bellerock St., Pittsburgh 17, Pa. HEINEMANN, SHIRLEY HECKHEIMER 4923 Warnock St., Philadelphia 41, Pa. HEINSHEIMER, RUTH 251 W. 98th St., New York City 2 5 HENNE, PATRICIA 923 W. Erie Ave., Philadelphia, Pa. HOLLAND, MARIAN 415 Price St., Philadelphia 44, Pa. Page eighty-eight HOUCK, ELIZABETH 5 Weston Place, Shenandoah, Pa. HURWITZ, DOREEN 4122 18th St., N.W., Washington 11, D. C. HYATT, DARST Pinehurst, N. C. JENSEN, KATHLEEN St. Thomas ' Rectory, Owings Mills, Md. JOHNSON, MARJORIE 1 13 W. River St., Wilkes-Barre, Pa. JOHNSON, MARY VIRGINIA 3000 39th St., N.W., Washington 16, D. C. JOHNSON, ROSE 16 Midvale Rd., Baltimore 10, Md. JONES, DOROTHY 100 W. University Pkwy., Baltimore, Md. KALTENTHALER, ELIZABETH 1315 Hillside Rd., Wynnewood, Pa. KILLOUGH, LOIS LINN 515 Eighth St., Baytown, Tex. KINGSBURY, ANNE West Lake Rd., Skaneateles, N. Y. KNETTLE, NANCY ANN 220 Belmont No., Seattle 2, Wash. KRAFFERT, NANCY 214 W. Spruce St., Titusville, Pa. KRAFFT, EVA 722 Cornelia Ave., Chicago 13, 111. LANDAU, JANINE The Ambassador, Park Ave. at 51st St., New York City 22 LEVIN, JOY 2 57 Reeves Dr., Beverly Hills, Calif. LEVIN, MARY 43 N. Keesey St., York, Pa. LILLY, ELISABETH Box 66, Saugatuck, Conn. MACDONALD, MARTHA 1466 Canton Ave., Milton 86, Mass. McFADDEN, MARTHA 2 29 Valley Rd., Merion, Pa. McILVRIED, JEAN 610 Tenth Ave., Munhall, Pa. McKOWN, ELIZABETH 2 56 Beaver St., Sewickley, Pa. McLEAN, MARGARET 46 E. 2 5th St., Holland, Mich. MECHLIN, MARGARET 3026 Q St., N.W., Washington 7, D. C. MILLER, JACQUELINE 101 Central Park West, New York City 23 MOOG, ALAINE 1247 Hampton Park Drive., St. Louis, Mo. MOREHOUSE, NANCY 17 Hibben Rd., Princeton, N. J. MOSSMAN, MARY 2 5 High St., Gardner, Mass. MOTT, JOANNE St. George ' s Apts., Ardmore, Pa. NELSON, MILDRED 102 Congress St., Milford, Mass. ONEIL, MARGHRITA 206 E. Willow Grove Ave., Chestnut Hill, Philadelphia 18, Pa. ORLOV, BETTY ANN 1 5 Hyslop Rd., Brookline, Mass. PARKER, SHEILA 903 6th Ave., S.W., Rochester, Minn. PARTRIDGE, CLARE 20 Park Ave., Mt. Vernon, N. Y. PATTISON, GERRY 77 Sterling Ave., White Plains, N. Y. PICKENS, CORNELIA Janelia Farms, Ashburn, Va. PINCH, MARY Hawthorne Farm, Libertyville, 111. POLAKOFF, JOAN 340 Park Ave., New York City 22 POLAND, HELEN 75 Oak St., Reading, Mass. QUINN, MARGARET 2443 W. Columbia Ave., Philadelphia, Pa. RAAB, MARILYN 238 S. 13th St., Philadelphia, Pa. REICHHARD, LOIS 17 Huguenot Drive, Larchmont, N. Y. REYNICK, AVIS 793 3 Willow St., New Orleans 18, La. RIDER, CHARLOTTE 1403 E. Main St., Bridgeport, Conn. RINGWALT, LOUISE 2009 N. Madison St., Arlington, Va. ROBILLARD, ALTHEA 419 Parkside Ave., Buffalo, N. Y. ROSENBERG, DOROTHY DEUTSCH 50 Riverside Drive, New York City 24 ROSS, CARYL 3 00 Puritan Rd., Swampscott, Mass. ROSS, CLAIRE 3 00 Puritan Rd., Swampscott, Mass. ROTHSCHILD, CONSTANCE 12 Oak Lane, Scarsdale, N. Y. RUDD, MARGARET 79 E. 79th St., New York City 21 SALAS, JEAN BOYER 616 Mahantongo St., Pottsville, Pa. SCHAEFER, MARY Wyncote, Pa. SCOTT, ROSALIE Sprittieshaw, West Chester, Pa. SEAMANS, CAROLINE Richmond, N. H. SHEPHERD, ELLEN 431 Marlboro St., Boston 15, Mass. Page eighty-nine SHERMAN, MARY HOYT Apartado 45, Barcelona, Venezuela SMITH, ESTHER 3 5 Bartlett Ave., Arlington, Mass. STEINERT, ELIZABETH 15 Charles River Sq., Boston 14, Mass. STEINHARDT, MIRIAM 87 S. Manning Blvd., Albany, N. Y. STEPHENS, MARGARET 132-1201 S. Barton St., Arlington, Va. STEWART, MARY Sky-Field, Dublin, N. H. STIX, BARBARA 120 Riverside Drive, New York City 24 STRAUB, SIBYL 95 Crescent Rd., Concord, Mass. STRICKLER, NANCY 422 N. Duke St., Lancaster, Pa. TANNER, KATHRYN Rutherfordton, N. C. TAYLOR, MARIETTA 229 Highland St., Winchester, Ky. ULIAN, NORMA 26 Otsego Rd., Worcester, Mass. URBAN, MARGARET 73 Mansfield St., New Haven, Conn. VEJVODA, CAROL 215 E. 72nd St., New York City VON KIENBUSCH, PATSY 12 E. 74th St., New York City 21 WEINER, BARBARA RUBIN 601 W. Cliveden St., Germantown, Philadelphia, Pa. WEISS, KATHRYN 423 E. Mt. 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