Bryn Mawr School - Bryn Mawrtyr Yearbook (Baltimore, MD)

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51112 Glahzfrrzt ,p walked the tight rope, with th'e aid of a chalk line. lt Was Moonlight in Kalua, just before Carpentier and Dempsey pounded each other to a gay mess. Two spineless damsels did a Rag Doll Dance, after which the Second-hand Rose sang. Then the cabaret girls enticed the waiters into playing Cutie with themg the lady who was keeping a seat for a friendffll came just before Everybody Stept' started a general dance. Shortly, we felt that we must A , . T . Gather with hearts that are glad, to say good night. H. W., '24. lilIIIIIIIIIIllIlIIIIIIIIMIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIHIIIIIIIIIIIIllllIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIllIIIIIllllllllllllllllllllllllIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIlllllllllllllllllllIllIIIIIIIIIllIIIlllllllllllllllllllIlllIIIIIIIIIIIIIllillllllllllllllllIIIIIIIIIIIIllIlllllllllllllllIIIIIIMIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIU 5 what Qflgnulh 'Qhzqapelt in GIEIEE Six 5 5 2 IF t t 5 P. Barton didn't tell all the teachers she was excused? E 5 5 All the class took gym? ' 2 2 M. Caples couldn't play the piano? 2 5 The temperature of the room pleased everybody? E 2 There wasn't a Miss Mason? 2 S Lillian Linthicum never talked? 5 2 Mussie didn't cast sweet smiles at certain girls? 2 5 Miss Trundle said we were the best in Study Hall? A E 5 The Naval Academy should burn down? ' 2 2 M. Caples diana get all her Latin fight? 2 E IIIIIIIIIIIIIIllIlllllllllllllllllllllllllllIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIllllllllllllllIIIIIIIIIIlllIIIIIIIIIIIlllIllllllllllllllllllllIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIllllllllllllllllllllllIIIIIIIIIIIII!IIIIIIIIlllIIlIllllIlIIlIlllllI!IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIE Twelzzty-eight

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Class Teacher Miss Eccocrc QFFICERS P'l'fSZ'dClZf RAE STEELE VZ'C0-P7'ESl-dClZl and S6Cl'GZ'U7'.X' k'I.XRGARET HENRY E.I5ii:.:iii:i5i: iiQ.i:5 7-VGHSIIVU1' HELEN WET-IR T Cajvtailn wigs BIARGARET BIUDGE I7 Class C olors - Black and Wlhite 'Ellie Qlahzrret E'VE been sharing Nliss Elcock, Class Five and yours truly, both ot us feel- ing that a half an apple is better than none. So when we heard that she was soon to leave us we decided to give a party for her and the seniors, I H ' inviting Class Seven and the Faculty. We met, decided on a cabaret, drew up a rough cast of characters, food, and actions, and started full swing at a certain clergyman's house the next afternoon. We could never get the gym, except for pititully short minutes, so we got peo- ple to lend us their houses to practice in. We made up dance steps for rather elim- inated the multitudinous ideasy, partly learned the song, and, after much coaxing, borrowed the gym on Washington's Birthday to have a dress rehearsal Csans dressy. Said rehearsal was quite comfortably serious until some people began to desire their lunches and their holiday, so we locked the door, threw the key through the transom and kept right on steppin' and warblin' like owls in the barnyard. That was the first, last, and only real rehearsal held on the gym floor. The next night the chorus practiced until almost past midnight lon a school night, mindj, but lordy chile, the next day-! Well, anyway, the party came off, we had everybody, faculty, etc., there in evening dress, and the waiters in real tucks. The tables were in a semi-circle around the gym, the lights were candles and a spotlight, and everybody ate and- The colored gentlemen and the chorus told us that Nl Ain't Nobody's DarliiV '.f' A sympathetic rendering of the Sheik followed the clarkies' jokesg a lovely lady 7'we11!y-sewiz

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Class Teacher MISS EI.cocIc t OFFICERS S Pl'ESl'dGlIl XHRGINIA TURNER Vice-P1'esidc11t and - Sec1'efa1'y DIANE CAREW REIFSNIDER Mgwzggwmr T1 easzn er 7:9 MARY NATXVICK as A ' C flflfairz G ...... -.w41 IQ v Quy,,,,.Q v , , AJS Q QI YIRGINI.-X XNATTS Class Colors Red and Vlfhite laughing at Celnthinig but if you came to Bryn Mawr some morning about eight Hfty I dont think you would see anything but grins on the faces of the dozens of girls in the Study Hall. Class Five has always been a class that was ready for fun of all descriptions, so it will be from Class Five that I will take a day of school life just to prove that school is not all gloom! I rush into the Study Hall just as Miss Trundle lifts her hand to ring the bell, and a belated Senior dashes from the Library, grabs a prayer-book or hymnal, and tries to look as if she had been standing there for the last fifteen minutes. ln making ,a wild dash to my seat I trip over Jean McLanahan's foot, which is, as usual, occupying the aisle. Our famous collector of gaudy handkerchiefs, Mary Magruder, and incidently my cleskmate, starts one of her horribly contagious giggles. We all have to chew our handkerchiefs to keep from laughing out loud, as we laugh harder and harder, and nnally prayers are over and we calm down. O many people seem to think that school is just a grind, day in and day out, We go to English Hrst and Ruth Pearl, our minute but dignined butler, gets up and asks Miss Hoyt sweetly: Miss Hoyt, what did 'lbid' write? Everything in our grammar book seems to have been written by him. , We all laugh again and Mary, as usual, when she laughs, starts the'most awful hacking cough. lt is all right, however, to cough in English Class, but, just wait! Next we went to History and when Miss Plaisted asks our little red-headed basket-ball star where the majority of the sea battles in the War of 1812 were fought, she intelligently answers: 'tWell, wasnlt it off the coast of Switzerland? 711t,'f.'llljl-lllllc'