Buffalo Seminary - Seminaria Yearbook (Buffalo, NY)

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14 SEMINARIA 1943 The Mnnunle This year the Monocle has been notable for its quantity and its quality. Especially outstanding was the War Effort issue which gave an illuminating report upon war activities in various schools. In the three issues there was a satisfying assortment of articles of bantering humor among those of a more serious nature. The illustrations were excellent and the Red Cross poster was exceptional. Con- gratulations to the Monocle Board! The Editor of the SEMINARIA 0 EDITORIAL STAFF EditorfinfChief: MOLLY POTTER Associate Editor: BETTY BUUEE Art Editor: MARY HEATH Associate Art Editor: PEGGY CowAN Literary Editors: juniors: SUZANNE MrscHicA, MARY WEiss, SusANNE DORNTGE Third Formers: CHARLOTTE WEEE, PATsY KENDALL, MARY Moor First and Second Formers: EVELYN GURNEY, ELIZABETH FANBUF, MAEGEEY HACKWELL Faculty Advisor: Miss THOMPSON

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16 SEMINARIA IQ43 Tuqether UPPER CLASS PRIZE STORY Everyone seemed to be in a friendly, smiling humor that july afternoon in the park. Perhaps the place itself had something to do with the mood of its inhabitants. It was cool and shady, offering wel' come relief to those less heedless of the glaring sun than Jerry and Rick. These two wandered aim' lessly, hand in hand, while the less hardy smiled on them from beneath the silent, drooping trees, watching with pleasure the journey of the couple as they made the circuit of the zoo and its occupants. The sight of them together was a joy to more than one onflooker, for even alone each would have been the reason for a second look. From her golden bangs to her plain white blouse, cotton plaid skirt, and silly, openftoed sandals, jerry was her cus' tomary picture of coolness and childflike simplicity. Her bangs were the crown for a shoulderflength bob with just a suggestion of turning under and for a square face animated by a wide, friendly mouth, a turnfup nose, and laughing, crinkly eyes, that often led to jokes on jerry because of their shortcomings. Her white, openftoed sandals were the pedestals for two tanned, bare legs, swinging easily from beneath the full, pleated skirt. The young man at her side presented a notftoofcomplex appearance himself. Rick was a sturdilyfbuilt blonde, with great, blue eyes, a pug nose, and a grin for everyone. His love of red was evident as usual, this time in a crimson blazer, trailing from his left hand, his patriotism was complete in his white jersey and navy blue slacks. It had been a month since jerry and Rick had last roamed the park and the entertaining zoo, their favorite places for just walking. Distance was not the reason, though, for they lived so near that Thomas O'Toole, the redffaced police' man on the corner near the entrance, seemed rather a friend than a peacefkeeper. jerry, worried over Sandy, had kept putting Rick off, until Hnally she had ref solved to spend a day with him, doing her utmost to concentrate on his endless overflow of words and to keep her mind from wandering to more serious thoughts. Her smiling, friendly exterior seemed to indicate that she was succeeding in her resolve, while the repeated sound of her slow, husky voice attested to all observers that her thoughts were indeed intent on her companion and his conversation. Yet deep within, Jerry was miles away on a distant battlefield with Sandy, won' dering how he was and why he did not write. I sure hope they'll take me in the marines. D'you think they will? Rick turned to her with so anxious a face that Jerry could not help replying,