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VQLUME XL 2 ox m I 0 02 l85X P blixhed by the Senior Cl BUFFALO SEMINARY 1944 V., Xfgagwgmif, H: W . ...W n MISS ABBUTT You are the kind of person who shows us both sides of the question and then your side too. - a You have that clarity of thought and fair' ness of play we so admire. We like to catch you in your belligerent moods or see you silently chuckle over our foibles. And we appreciate your Ending grownfup disputants in our midst and having such friendly patience towards youth. SEMINARIA IQ44 Trustees nf The Buffalo Seminary MR. NELSON M. GRAVES . . President REV. W. THOMAS HEATH . VicefPresident MRS. JESSE C. DANN, JR. . . Secretary MR. CARL N. REED . . Treasurer MISS L. GERTRUDE ANGELL . . ExfOjj'icio MRS. MURRILL H. FORSTER MR. EDWARD K. HYDE MR. THEODORE H. IRWIN MR. W. MORGAN KENDALL MRS. THEODORE KENEFICK MR. THOMAS B. LOCKWOOD MRS. NEWELL L. NUSSBAUMER MR. GEORGE W. OLMSTEAD MR. ROBERT H. PERSONS MR. FRANCIS A. SMITH MRS. FREDERICK H. WILLIAMS SEMINARIA 1944 7 MIss L. GERTRUDE ANGELL MIss ANNA A. RUSSELL . Miss DOROTHY ABBOTT . MRS. GEORGE B. BARRELL Miss WILMA BUCHMAN . Mxss VIOLET BURNS . MRS. SYLVESTER A. COLLINS Miss MARGARET FRYE . MR. DEWITT C. GARRETSON MISS ALLISON GRANT . Miss HELEN HAMPSON . MRs. SPENCER E. HICKMAN Miss SARITA HOPKINS . Miss MARY JAUCH . MRS. UNA MARTIN LEEMING Miss GLORIA LEE MAULSBY MISS MARJORIE A. MORRIS Mrss JEANNE PI-IELPs . MME. JEANNE POWEL . Miss KATRINA QUINTUS . MISS ELIZA B. SEARS . Miss ETHEL STERN . Mlss CHLOB THOMPSON . +MRS. DONALD L. WATERMAN . MRs. ALIDA WHITE . MISS ALMA WHITFORD . 'MISS ELEANOR WRAY . lk . . HEADMIsTREss Assistant Headmistress . Economics, History ' . . Voice English, Latin . History . Mathematics . . . Piano . . Choral Singing, Harmony, Organ . . . English . English . Mathematics French, Spanish . . . German Music Appreciation, Piano English, English History . . . Secretary . Physical Education . . French . Science . Librarian . Art . . English . Physical Education Choral Speaking . . Latin . Physical Education Mrs. Waterman on leave first sernesterg Miss Wray first semester. .ififfzffygf .y4fMCff'0 7 .II I B K X , 1.1, 1 'I .wc ---V -1 -f SEMINARIA IQ44 9 Seminaria Hnard BETTY BUTZER and SUE DORNTGE, CofEditors LITERARY BOARD PRISCILLA BASSETT MARGARET NICI-IOI.s ALISON COATSWORTH NANCY WHITMAN ANNE MITCHELL KATHERINE ZAPI' ART BOARD MARY WEISS, Editor BETTE BROWNE, Assistant Editor ANN ALLAN MARY HEATH BUSINESS BOARD BARBARA RIEHLE and MARY ALICE TORNOW, CofBusiness Managers Seniors JANICE BETZ JANE GRASER BETSY BROCK NANCY HIGGINS LUCY GOULD RUTH KNIGHT FRANCES PUGI-IE Juniors JOAN BARNARD NANCY NUSSBAUMER PATRICIA COLE JANE REED MARY MOOT NANCY SWEET Sophomores BETH BOWMAN EVELYN GURNEY ELIZABETH FANEIJE SUSAN ROGERS SUZANNE WENTWORTH JOAN LERNER, Advertising Editor FRANCES COAKLEY, Photography Editor 10 SEMINARIA IO44 Aff xx X! ,f ,il Qi:- HONORABLE MENTION MARY WEISS, '44 SEMINARIA IQ44 II Student Enunnil FACULTY MISS ANGELL Miss RUSSELL MISS MAULSBY SENIORS NANCY PERSONS, Executive Secretary MOLLY POTTER, Class President SUZANNB MISCHKA JOAN LERNER KITTY ZAPF JUNIORS FRANCES COAKLEY, Clerk MARTHA COPPESS JOAN BARNARD CHARLOTTE WEBB SOPHOMORES MARTHA CARR VIRGINIA OSTENDORE JOAN METZGER JOAN ROGERS FRESHMEN NANCY GOULD CHARLOTTE MACINNES EMILIE GRATWICK A RUTH ANN RANDALL ALINE LARRIN MARY REED JUDICIART BOARD JANET WENDT NANCY JANE WILLIAMS BBTSY BAKER NANCY PERSONS, ExfOHicio MARGARET THURSTONE SUZANNE WEAL ANNE WATTERS 12 SENTINARIA 1944 .. l THE Iv1ONOcLE BOARD FIRST ROW: N. Readg F. Saperstcm, Asszstant Edztorg P. Kendall, Edztofq XV. Cwrcyq M. Coppess. SECOND ROW: S. Rogevsg S. de Leeuwg D. Schmidtq YX4. Tmscortj B. Bowwmmg E. Potter Absent, M. Hackwell. .ll THE SOCIAL SERVICE COMMITTEE FIRST ROW: N. Eatcmg S. Ingmhfunq F. Tucker, Cf7'C'1LliTTT1tl71f.I. Wfltcrs, Co' Cl1II1'rn1m1g P. Maxwellg W. Corey. SECOND ROW: A. Murmyg D. Falkg P. Colmg B. Slmmg F. Knochcg S. Smxrhg M. E. NLJTTISQQC. Wzlll. zwrfxsffa' ' ' ' vF5'i f's'f ' ' T SEMINARIA 1044 13 The Mununln Congratulations to this year's Monocle Board for making the most of their one issue. It introduced to us the Holy Sixty, who, we would assume, are anything but angels. C Your halo will fit a little tight, huh, Kitty? J We were glad to read a sports writefup with a human touch. As we look through the Monocle in later years, we shall recall from this one the good old days of Frank Sinatra and the swooners. Burial Service 5. The Social Service Committee has gone about with a will to get the response and participation of the whole school. The Sale for the Blind went on successfully, even without the traditional brooms. Remember Winnie Corey and Please, bring your white stockings in tomorrow and all the afternoons we found the committee wearily counting pennies? And the New Year's Dance, those silver bells-lots of work for the committee, but they had fun, too. And to Franny and Joan, for their consistent spirit of enterprise, our congratulations. 14 SEMINARIA IQ44 Hnnnr Hull FEBRUARY, 1944 Fern Knoche Sizmons: Suzanne Dorntge Margaret Nichols Joan Lerner janet Wendt JUNIORS! Peggy Cohn Nancy Read Martha Coppess Charlotte Webb Mary Moot SoPHoMoRE: Virginia Ostendorf Fnnsumim: Mary Hammerly Ruth Ann Randall Patricia Huy Brenda Jacobsen Alice Rogers Donna Schmidt Jeanne Smith Editorial Try as we may, it is well nigh impossible to include everything that has happened this year in the SEMINARIA. War Work, as before, has played an im' portant part in our activities. Although there has been no official community drive, the school has compensated for that omission with the addition of the Staff Assistants Course at the Red Cross, other war courses, and projects such as the assistance to the O. P. A., which has been so highly praised. The new feeling of constant hurry which has attended us night and day has brought a continual need to do more, to go faster, and to make the most of what little time we do have. Nevertheless, a Glee Club, something entirely new, has been formed, and its members have faithfully attended rehearsals. Transportation difficulties have greatly decreased the number of speakers, and college representaf tives now meet girls in small groups only. But in spite of gas shortages and other hindrances, an astounding number of seniors have visited their prospective colleges. Another change, no doubt appreciated by the faculty, is the absence of our friends' automobile horns blaring both during and after school. Then, too, we shall soon see ourselves as others do in that mysterious booklet Miss Angell is compiling. Perhaps then We shall know all that we have been doing this year. A A Y J. .kr 'J I Nxt. YC p S ly2..4w A ' Q 1 W ' f x 1 AQ 5 x Y S s W Q if I X 4 V fix f W j fry, fir? Q x 9 1' h Q jj 9 xx Md If . rf 'XX ,... x .V 6 X -' l I' ,g.gr -xvkggh --- tki'i ':575.'?. .mums 16 SEMINARIA IQ44 liheclimate UPPER CLASS PRIZE STORY There were thirty children in the warplant day nursery, thirty unkempt, whining children, who had to have their galoshes zipped and their noses wiped by Mary. Of course there were other attendants to care for the day orphans but the tall, slim, blonde girl seemed to be the most popular among her charges. Mary, hug my doll. Mary, is it time for lunch? All day long it went on. From nine in the morning till Hve at night, and Mary never faltered. She never quite rated the important jobs like answering the telephone or talking to the mothers. These went to the trained workers while the others did the odd jobs. Not that she resented the luckier girls with the less toilsome tasks, she was sincerely grateful for what she had. It was a good respect' able job and it paid well. Besides, it had tone and prestige. That meant a lot to Mary's mother and consequently to Mary. Mary's last job had been as a clerk in a fiveeandftenfcent store. She hadn't minded the work, but the storm of criticism that descended upon her each night at home had been hard to bear. Mary's mother, before she married, had been a PencefDavis. She never let you forget it for a moment. It was trying for a Pence-Davis to see her daughter doing menial labor. A teacher, now that was different! Mary's mother didn't mind that, even though it was a teacher of factory children. And the pay was good! Mrs. Madden had never been the same since her husband died. It was hard to change your whole way of life suddenly. One week she had been the wife of a promising physician with a growing practice and then quite suddenly in no more time than it takes for wet feet to become a cold, and a cold to become pneumonia, she was a widow with a lot of debts, and a vague list of patients who perhaps might pay. Some paid and some didn't. They sold the house and half of the fur' niture and took a small apartment in the old part of town. Mary stopped school and pretended she didn't care. The remaining PencefDavis heirlooms were too big and too heavy for the crowded apartment. Mrs. Madden lacked strength and perhaps energy. Dust col- lected quickly and she somehow never kept pace with it. Mary did what she could. She fixed breakfast before she left and brought her mother her tray. Mrs. Madden was frail and coffee in bed was a real necessity. After work Mary bought food on the way home for the meals which were her duty to prepare. Mrs. Madden had a delicate stomach and she could not abide food which she herself had cooked. Many of Mary's friends thought that her life was divided equally into two parts, her work and her motherg but, happily, that was not the case, for there was Bob. Bob lived in the next block, was dark and handsome, and his eyes had a funny way of crinkling when he laughed. His ambition was great, his love was greater, and his pocket book was very small. SEMINARIA 1944 17 He was Mary's romance. Bob and Mary had many happy times together. There were picnics with daintily prepared box lunches, civic concerts, often walks through the park, and once in a while a splurge with dinner at a restaurant and a movie, on the evenings when Mrs. Madden had other plans. Mary had just finished bundling the last of her charges off for the day when she was called to the phone. She heard Bob's impatient voice, Listen, dear, I'm in a rush and I have to see you immediately. Please meet me at the second bench in the lane at the park, right away. Mary enjoyed the walk through the park. She slackened her pace and took a deep breath of the cold, fresh air and viewed the scene around her. The lightly falling snow veiled the luxurious forest in bridal white, and the lights from the homes across the way completed the atmosphere of fairyland. She walked lightly and leisurely, loving the sound of the snow crunching under her feet and the soft touch of the flakes on her cheeks. Bob was waiting for her when she arrived. He seemed eager to tell his news, and happiness radiated from his boyish face. He rose quickly and grasped both her hands in his. Mary, he said the chance of a lifetime! The Stoker Company are sending an engineer into Mexico. The pay is more than I ever dreamed. The work is what I've always wanted. Their project will take two years to complete. Don't you see what it means to us both? Mary raised her eyes, her hands still prisoners in his. Bob continued, his excitement too great to wait for her answer. We'll be married at once. You'll love Mexico. It's primitive and untouched and our life there will be a gay adventure. Oh, darling, this is the chance I've always waited for. And with you. Suddenly he stopped. Mary's eyes were downcast. There was no answering joy in her face. Bob drew back, hurt, not understanding. Oh, Bob, don't you see? It isn't that I don't love you-because I do! I think I've hoped and feared for a long time that this would come. Hoped it, because, quite simply, Bob, I love you, and feared it because I dread telling you what I must say now. Don't you see, Bob, that mother has to be considered? My salary's big enough, Mary. We could manage to send something home. His eyes crinkled again, and he smiled reassuringly. 'Tm a young man and I'm on my way up. Mary looked off somewhere in the distance. She seemed to be thinking out loud. I'd gamble for myself but I can't gamble for mother. Besides, it isn't just the financial help. That's the smallest part of it. She's so dependent on me. Mother's never had many friends nor cared much for other women since Daddy died. I've been her companion, her friend. Don't you see, Bob, I couldn't walk out now. What would her life be? 18 SEMINARIA I944 Bob's eyes narrowed, What will mine be? What will yours be? She's had her life. Perhaps what it is is what she has made it. Mary's eyes flashed a warning. She's had a hard time. Go to Mexico and perhaps when you come back- Her voice trailed off. Bob's mouth set in a stubborn line. There'll be nocompromise. I see your duty to your mother and I respect you more for seeing it. But you also owe a responf sibility to the future and a duty to yourself. What about that? Mary's small feet were planted firmly on the ground. Her eyes darted like caged things from Bob's face to the winter scene around her and back to Bob's face. A little time to think this thing out, she begged. Look, hon, he whispered, 'Tm sorry there's not too much time, but that's the way things are. Think this thing out for yourself. It's five now. I'll wait in my room until sixfthirty. Phone me if you'll go. Then I'l1 ask permission to wait a week and we'll go together. But if there are doubts and your responsibilities weigh heavier than your love, he shrugged his shoulders helplessly, then there's no point in my waiting, is there? Mary's throat tightened, her eyes answered where her voice could not. Bob rose quickly. She watched his tall figure disappear through the falling snow. She sat quite still. Her head fought with her heart, and like sand that regretfully slips through her Hngers, she knew that moments were passing and with them her happiness. '..Mary walked home slowly. She opened the door and her mother's petulant voice quickly followed the click of the latch. Late again, Mary! You would be today, because I especially wanted you to be early. Sorry, Mother. She was hanging her coat in the closet and her voice seemed muffled. Well, come on back. I have some news for you. 'Mary walked back to her mother's room. Mrs. Madden was nervously powder' ing her already overfpowdered face. This may surprise you. Mr. Hatter, a friend of your father's, came to call this afternoon and we had a very pleasant time. I'Ie's been coming'quite frequently. You know I'm alone so much while you work. We've always enjoyed one another. He's lonely and so am I. You're a quiet mouse and seem happy enough with your work and so you won't mind when I tell you that we've decided to be married. Mary felt suddenly cold as though the snow was still on her face and the fog was still around her. There were no tears but the feel of them as she heard the clock strike seven. --FRANCES SAPnRs'roN, '45 SEMINARIA 1944 Eveninq PRIZE POEM 'Mid sylvan shades in amber light The myriad insects of the night Lie waiting in obscurity. The silvery sheets of water play Wrenching the light of dying day To forms no living object e'er could be. The multitude of warblers trill their song Down through the convex branches and along To the patient cliff, to the eifervescent creek. From concealed haunts in the low entangled reeds Vibration of music, sweet and soft, proceeds, And oft in the hush of twilight crickets speak. The sluggard river, in neverfending stream Catches the shimmering light of a transient beam, Tosses it back and goes on its lazy way Under the willow trees where the turtles lie, Out in the open air 'neath the evening sky, To the dark of the forest glen that knows no day. In the hush of the evening air the shepherd's call, Echoed threefold by the cave near the tumbling fall Pierces the air and dies in the solitude. The silence grows as the cool cloak of night, Veiled in a whispering breeze, speeds on its flight, Envelops the world in a deeper quietude. --Aucn Rooms, '47 20 SEMINARIA 1944 The Stranger and Mr. lllzkley LOWER CLASS PRIZE STORY The wail of the siren pierced the cool early spring air. Once again the inhabif tants of the village lifted apprehensive faces skyward as trembling fingers extinguished the numerous lamps. Soon all was in darkness as the families retired to their various places of shelter-some to that special room in the cellar, others to the sandbagfreinforced corrugated huts that had sprung up like mushrooms after that first raid that had caught them so unprepared. Those who were traversing the small village streets were guided to the public shelter by a small middlefaged man wearing an oflicial raincoat and a dented helmet. The street was dark and empty now, although the siren still echoed in the night air. The warden stood at one corner. He glanced up at the starfstudded sky and then down at the small watch he had extracted from a vest pocket. He muttered . . ought to be 'ere soon. He walked the length of the street he knew so well. Now this village happened to be quite old and was purposely made to look much older for the benefit of the American tourists who were quite en' chanted by its quaint charm. The streets had kept their old cobblestones, but were now dotted by huge craters. It seemed odd to see the old and the new worlds thus represented. Some of the now dark lamp posts were excellent copies of the originals with their tall black shafts and carved arms from which hung high' powered electric bulbs encased in heavy glass covers adorned with iron trim' mings. The house fronts were old too. Mrs. Murphy's Sweete Shoppe was idenf tilied by a suspended wooden slab over the entrance that announced in quaint Old English her trade. There were other spaces for stores on the street, but they were coffms now-cofiins for masses of entwined steel girders and splintered beams with only red bricks for a collin cover. This was the case also of Jerningf ham's Department Store, which had suffered a direct hit. Ockley paused before the former store site and removed his dented helmet. The dent was a battle scar signifying his closest call yet. Under his helmet was the tight navy blue beanie that Edith had knit to keep his head and ears warm on these lonely vigils. She had knitted the last stitch barely a day before she died. He put the helmet on his head and walked back to his original post. Suddenly, from nowhere, a stranger appeared dressed in a somber gray suit and black gloves. Ockley, who prided himself on knowing everyone round about, was sure he had never seen this man before. He was rather undescribable. A gentleman, of course, and one whose disarming manner immediately broke Ockley's reserve. SEMINARIA 1944 21 Good evening, said the stranger. Evenin', was the reply. They both automatically looked up to where the moon shone luminous, almost as if she were a beacon for the enemy planes. Looks like a good bombing night, remarked the stranger thoughtfully, not removing his eyes from the galaxy of the heavens above. True, mused Ockley. They would soon be over, he thought, like monsters whose huge mouths opened only, to emit those projectiles of death which had proved so costly to the villagers. That medal, asked the stranger, referring to the decoration above Ockley's heart, is it yours? No, 'tis my only son, Ted's, but 'e can't wear it now. Oh, I'm so sorry, but it is a flying medal, is it not? Yes, to be sure. Ted, 'e got nineteen Jerries, 'e did, before leaving this earth. You must be very proud of him. That I am, and so would Edie be, if she were still here. Edie? My wife. Oh, There was a pause here. Both men looked skyward. Tell me, pursued the stranger, you don't sound bitter at all. What has sustained you after your family's death? Well, he thought for a while before answering, I guess you'd call it faith. Faith? There are many kinds of faith. I 'aven't exactly got a name for it. It is a faith in God, though. It's a faith in justice, too, I think. In justice? Pray go on. , Well, the way I figure it is, that whatever is done to us is in order to even up the scales of justice. And that's the way God wants it. And you can apply that theory to this disaster. The stranger swept his arm around to include all the destruction and ruin that had been wreaked upon them. Yes, you see, I feel that all these bombs are falling on us now for all the 22 SEMINARIA 1944 bombs that fell on the helpless Czechs and Poles that we did nothing about then and that our dead balance all the other European dead that we did not avenge when we should have. You understand? Quite It is a faith in God's justice, shall we say. Yes that's it. A faith in God's justice. And with this faith you have been able to surmount the tragedy of personal injuries. But yet, you would not be sorry to be away from it all? No-- he deliberated a moment, no, I would not be sorry to be away from it all. j As Ockley turned to the stranger, he discovered that he had gone as mysterf iously as he had appeared. Then he noticed one of the stranger's black gloves on the cobblestones. He stooped to pick it up, but all this time he had been oblivious to the steady droning coming closer and closer and then -- They found him in the morning where he had been thrown clear of the bombed building. The villagers were amazed at the serenity of his countenance. They could easily see that this man had passed from the world most peacefully. But what struck the onlookers as being extremely odd was that clutched tightly in the dead man's hand was a small black glove. -BETH BOWMAN, '46 PROCESSIONAL Forth from the river, Up from the grass, Down from the pasture, Sung by ev'ry lass, A welcome Gt for any king But chanted for our wilesome spring: Chirped by the robins, Rustled by the trees, Hummed by the meadow, And whispered by the breeze. -JEAN Kuoci-nz, '44 SEMINARIA 1944 23 Il Child nf War PRIZE ESSAY My name is Penny. I am sixteen years old. I am a child of war. Everything I remember has been of war. When 1 was very little, just old enough to understand grown ups' words and children's ideas, people were still talking about the last war. It was called the World War. It never occurred to them there would be another one in their time. When I was just old enough to comprehend the world about me an Italian dictator conquered a world of black people. At that time my favorite friend was a colonel in the United States Army. He said that he talked to me because no one else would listen to him. But I would, because I liked the sound of his voice and his words even if I did not quite understand him. He said that we should go to war and stop the dictator right away. I listened intently and loved him for the feeling in his voice. My father discussed him that night at dinner. He said that he was a nice person but quite unreasonable. He wanted to go to war. To me war was a game my brother and I played with his soldiers. We messed up the living room and mother became cross. That was war for me then. Nothing seemed very serious. Daddy talked of going back to his beloved Paris. He wanted me to go with him. I had never seen Paris although I had heard much about it. Life went on with Daddy very busy as usual. Our trip to Paris was planned when Paris fell. The Germans did an unheard of thing. They marched into Daddy's beloved Paris. I was shocked. I was confident, however, that Daddy would make everything all right for Paris as he did for me. England was at war then. The colonel told me that we should go to war now. He said that no one else thought so but that he was sure that war for us was the only answer. I was getting older then. I was learning about the world. But I was confused. The colonel shouted war. Daddy shouted war and freedom for Paris. I had learned then, with a dreadful awakening, that Daddy could do nothing for Paris, the colonel could do nothing about the war, and the whole world was in an awful mess. Washington was full of idiots and America was full of Nazi spies. The colonel screamed that we must fear the Japanese. Everyone laughed at him and said to watch Germany. My parents were worried but life went on. Next it was neutrality, lendflease, peace, war, you can't do business with Hitler, Paris is in German hands, Nazi brutalityg and I was growing into my teens. Then the blow came. War for the United States from Japan was a reality instead of a mad man's cry. It was not very real then but I was to learn very soon. My colonel was killed in the Philippines by the Japanese. I had my first real taste of hate and death 24 SEMINARIA 1944 when that news came. I would not believe it. The man who had shouted that we must fear japan was dead because no one would listen to him. They said that he was mad. He was mad as a genius was mad. War came into my life completely then. The movies were war, the papers were war, the comic strips were war, the latest books were war and I was just fifteen. The boys I knew went into the Army. Many of my friends' fathers were going back too. There were uniforms more frequently on the streets. In the next year almost all of my friends were in uni' form. Some of them were over seas fighting, and lighting well. One of them is still over there somewhere, missing in action. And so the war goes on in its horrible way and I am one of its children. Born and raised in its scream of terror, I have never known a world of peace. People say that I am too young, that I do not really understand, that I cannot feel it because I am too gay..I say that I do know. I have seen my friends go, I have seen refugees from warfravaged countries, I have played tennis for soldiers who cannot play again themselves, I have danced with boys who have horrible stories to tell. Yes, I understand, for I am a child of war. '-'FRANCES Puomz, '44 RECESSIONAL He sits in the muddy road, He watches a bee go by, He looks at the trucks and tanks and guns Roar on against the sky. He sits by the side of the road, And he holds his hunger there. He hears them say, Old man, move on, But the old man does not care. The old man's mind is not there, It is gone with the pride he knew, So he sits and dreams and the voices call, Move on, you stupid fool. So the trucks move on, and the tanks, For the answer is only a stare, They leave a twisted, broken form, And the old man does not care. -'FLORENCE LARKIN, '45 SEMINARIA 1944 Hurry! Quickly up the hallway, Swiftly down the street On to work at new tasks Other friends to meet. Haste is waste, I vainly cry. And yet I still can hear her sigh. Hurry, hurry, hurry! Oh yes, I waste my time, that's sure And leisure has for me a lure. I cannot lie. I must confess That slowness is my happiness. And when I saunter down the street I stop to talk to friends I meet. I watch the cars go speeding by. I window shop yet seldom buy. I love to wonder and to see The vibrant life outside of me. Though she dashes blindly, I will take my time, Watching all the wild world With a calm sublime. And when she's old, about to die, Shall I then still hear her sigh, Hurry, hurry, hurry ?11 -PATRICIA KENDALL, '45 o THE JOKE She laughed her heartiest laugh, Her eyes became blue blurs, Her body shook intensely, The joke was hers. Virginia Brock, '46 26 SEMINARIA 1944 Space What is space? Really nothing at all-yet to live without it would be imposf sible. For while so full of nothing it fills the mind with many things. And it serves a material purpose as often as does the earth. Thus everyone must have some claim on space and 6nd it useful in one way or another. One way is by flying. Man is not by nature a winged creature, but given the desire and the ingenuity he has made wings for himself. Flying may be his attempt to free himself from the world that holds him, or it may be the outcome of his curiosity about space, for space is a curious thing. It can be blue, gray, white, or black. It holds the moon and the stars at night-the sun by day. And it has no beginning or ending. Perhaps by flying we people of earth are hoping to reach the moon and the stars and to see if there is an ending. Another way is gazing. Windows in houses have come to do more than just let in the light, they are a gateway open wide for wandering thoughts. It is easier to think clearly when one's gaze is Hxed on the sky, for the sky is clear--a vast surface on which ideas come and go, like winds on still water. We love the sky because it shows us what is in our own minds-like reflections in still water. And we find there glimpses of truth-like shadows . . . Even the most practical person has a use for space. He must make buildings that tower into itg he must make fires whose smoke rises and disappears in the sky. To children and to unsophisticated grownfups, the sky is Heaven. Thru the clouds a child can see fthe face of God, complete with a white beard and a kindly twinkle in his eyes. Perhaps the child looks too far, is too romantic, for nothing in childhood is quite real. And space is really nothing at all. -MARGARET NICHOLS, '44 AGE TO YOUTH I gathered the pearls of wisdom from my heavyfladen braing And recalling the years of life and love they had taken me to gain, I showed her these pearls of wisdom sewn on experience's thread, But she preferred the shiny beads and shook her foolish head. '-'PRISCILLA BAssn'r1', '44 Y , - -7 -5 -W 7 HONORABLE MENTION ANN ALLAN 28 SEMINARIA 1944 'I'imu's Pell Hand I was surprised when mother came home tonight and told me that Mr. Zof lonkowski was dead. Somehow, I had always imagined that Mr. Zolonkowski was immortal. He was eighty-seven years old when he died, but he had a kind of vibrant, almost childish exuberance that had given me the impression that he was deathless. There was something about his bent shoulders, thin delicate hands, long white hair, rusty black cap and sharp, twinkling blue eyes that made him a kindred spirit of all who are young at heart. Each time I saw Mr. Zolonkowski, he put me under an unearthly, hypnotic spell. It was not that I did see him very often. Mr. Zolonkowski had an Art Gallery where he sold everything from lovely handfwrought silver pins to soiled birthday cards and calendars, and occasionally I would go there with mother when she took a picture to be framed or to buy some old flower prints. But from the first time I entered the dark, cavernflike room that was the Art Gallery I would go immediately to one pic' ture which stood in a corner that was a little dustier than the rest of the room, hidden behind old gold frames and odd lengths of taffeta and velvet that seemed magnificent to me in spite of their faded condition. It was a small picture, as Mr. Zolonkowskfs pictures went. The frame was not as pretentious as most of his ornate gilt ones. And the picture, I suppose, would never have won a Prix de Rome. But to me, at the impressionable age of twelve, it was the most wonderful, most gorgeous, most eloquent painting of all. Underneath the landscape was a little copper plate with the words The House of Dreams Untold inscribed on it. I did not know exactly what those words meant, but there was something about the large house framed in the golden sunrise, the peaceful cattle grazing and the tall, quiet poplars that stilled a rest' less surging inside me, and gave me peace. There was a certain mystical, clairf voyant beauty about it that held me enraptured until mother called me to go, and a kind of promise of fulfilment of my dreams untold that quieted and placated me when mother refused to buy it for me. It was not very long before my house of dreams became a family joke. But I did not mind, because, after all, in a way, I was wiser than they, for I knew that dreams are the only real things in the world, the only things on which to pin one's hopes, and my picture made me realize what they had known, and forgotten, that in the abysses of one's inner world, everything has a meaning. No, only Mr. Zolonkowski shared my secret. In a way, he was a part of it, the door' keeper of the unattainable house, and whenever I went to his shop for a brief furtive glance at my picture, I had only to look at Mr. Zolonkowski and he would nod understandingly, pull the picture out of the corner, silently dust it off, and beckon to me. SEMINARIA 1944 29 But, inevitably, I passed the magic age of twelve and became grownfup. Pushed far to the back of my mind were thoughts of Pierette and Pierrot, Alice' infWonderland, and the romantic conception of my house and me, its lovely mistress. Yes, those thoughts were gone, but, yet, they were somehow still present. I remembered how I cried after my first, horrible dance. Dances, al- though I had always thought of them as balls, were part of my dreams, and I discovered that my dreams had deceived me. The small notice in the paper that an auction of Mr. Zolonkowski's paintings had been held this morning claimed my attention. I know that it is silly and child' ish for a girl who is sixteen, and very adult, but, somehow, I wish that just for the sake of the lonely little girl and her dreamfworld, I knew who bought my picture. -MAR-ri-:A Covnss, '45 LITTLE SISTER 1 She's a sweet little darling' Is the visitors' sigh. The cute little angel Who's terribly shy. She snags your stockings, And borrows your sweaters, And tattle'tales after Reading those letters. She listens to 'phone calls, And loses your lipstick, She steals your candy, And then gets sick. But she's still an angel, CAS you grit your teethj For her friends' big brothers Are awfully sweet. --MARY HAMMBRLY, '47 30 SEMINARIA 1944 Dreams nf Eighteen Ever since I was a child in pigtails, eighteen had always seemed a glorious age to me. The day when I attained my eighteenth birthday would be the day of days. Oh, how I looked forward to that day! Frequently as I sauntered down the street, I would pass a young girl who, I was sure, was eighteen. Her selffconfident stride manifested her popularity. Like a cascade of gold, her silky curls gently caressed her shoulders. Her beautiful curved lips were vivid with color. Her eyes were deep brown pools which brought out her sunftanned complexion. From head to toe, she was always attired in the latest fashion. Her legs, slim and wellfshaped, were enveloped in the sheerest of silk stockings. The most exquisite, highfheeled pumps adorned her feet. To a gawky adolescent, she was the dream of perfection. She was my ideal, beautiful and exalted. But I wanted to be not only the queen of beauty, but also master of myself. I thought of my eighteenth birthday as the day when I should officially reach maturity. I would no longer meekly have to reply Yes to everything my father said, or obey his dictates without protest. I should be an adult, a person worthy of respect. I dreamed of that day. I lived for it. It was the goal of my dull ex' istence. I had read stories of the gay, exciting life of girls of eighteeng I had reveled in their love affairs. Already, I had formed the picture of my lover, a dark, hand' some, exciting man. Every girl he met fell madly in love with him. But he loved me, only me. Then came the exalting moment on a moonlit night when he asked me to be his wife. A bride at eighteen! I would be the proudest and happiest girl in the world. Yes, I dreamed of that day. I lived for it. Tofmorrow I shall be eighteen. But what a different girl I am from the one of my dreams! It is true that I no longer wear my hair in pigtails, that I do wear brilliant lipstick, that I follow the latest fadsg but I am a long way from my childhood idol. Tofmorrow I will depart for school as usual, dressed in a sweater three times too big for me, with my sleeves pushed up to my elbows, a plaid, pleated skirt, a ribbon in my hair which badly needs a permanent. Instead of silk stockings, heavy, white wool socks will leave the greater part of my legs bare, while sloppy loafers will encase my feet, too big for the dainty, highfheeled pumps of my dreams. To be sure, I have a beau, short, snubfnosed, towfheaded. But the moon is only a heavenly body so far as he is concerned. There is no hope of a proposal, no hope of being a bride at eighteen. Tofmorrow will be the day about which I have long dreamed, the day when I should be my own master. Tofmorrow, approaching on leaden feet, seemed as if SEMINARIA 1944 31 it would never come! Unable to wait, I decided to try my wings. jokingly, I told my father that it would not be long now till I should be my own boss. He looked at me quizzically for a moment, then his gray eyes twinkled. He replied in his humorous way that it would be all right with him if I were prepared to make my own living, but as long as I spent his money, I would abide by his ruling. Yes, I shall be eighteen tofmorrow. I shall have reached the day toward which I have looked for so many years. I shall have attained my dream. True, I shall not be a bride, I shall not be master of my fate, but I shall be young, happy, and carefree, with life still ahead. -JOANNE Bozlm, '44 IN A DEEP FAR CORNER OF MY MIND In a deep far corner of my mind there lies The only lasting remnant of your love. Long since have you forgotten those past hours Of happy wand'ring 'neath the summer skies, Content to see the light shine from our eyes, And knowing ours a love that could not die. Forgotten are those breathless, carefree days In deepening woods, along bright paths of green, Sweet mountain streams, and valleys hushed and blue, And windfswept hills, and meadows fair-forgot! So love is dead within your soul and mine. And yet, perhaps, it is with you as me- That when you feel the summer wind blow free Across your heart, love lives eternally. -KITTY ZAPF, '44 THE UNIVERSE In the dim night, When city sounds Have ceased, And only dotted lamplights prick the domed darkness, I wonder. When gray dawn, Cold and foreboding, Creeps silently, Overtaking stars and shifting, moonfstreaked clouds, I wonder. -SUZANNE Dom-zroiz, '44 32 SEMINARIA 1944 TRAIN STATION Sparkling eyes like bright lights of Broadway, Happy hurry, Can't wait to get there, Contagious grins, corny jokes, jaunty walk, singing swing songs, Springing steps, head held high, Burdenless bags, tickets clasped tightly, Not caring that there's no one waiting to kiss them goodbye, They rush through the gates, dash down the ramp, bound on the train: Objective ahead. Dull eyes like blacked'out lights of New York, Sentimental slowness, Don't want to leave here, Occasional tears, awkward words, Roundfshouldered slouch, attempting false smiles, Dragging feet, feeling the ground, Burdensome bags, tickets misplaced, Clinging to mothers, wives, and kids, who kiss them goodbye, They hesitate at the gates, back down the ramp, stumble on the train: Objective ahead. -JANE Gimsan, '44 COMPLAINT TO THE MUSE I called you, Muse, but there you stand, And yet you scorn to lift the curse Sardonic smiles behind your hand, Of my illfstarred iambic verse, Your face, instead of kindly cheer, Nor to my unmelodious line Shows but a sneer. A lilt assign. To Keats and Scott and Robert Bums So leave me now, most cruel Muse, You gave sweet thoughts of Grecian urns, Since supplication you refuse, Of stags at eve, and Scots wha hae And this attempt at poetry In Bruce's day. My last shall be. -MARYDBL S1-nv:NsoN, '45 SEMINARIA 1944 33 Hiq Hay Maple Street, with its trim little houses and fresh green lawns, was quieting down from a spring aftemoon as the last noisy little boy, Tommy Billock, stamped protestingly into the house for dinner. But suddenly there appeared at the top of Maple Hill a dilapidated bicycle bearing a small, grimy individual, closely fol- lowed by a muddy, yapping little mongrel. The small grimy individual, with one last spurt of hard pedaling, rested its mudfcovered shoes on the handlebars and started down the long hill at a breakneck speed, accompanied by a shrill Whee'efe! , The Billock door flew open again, and Mrs. Billock, her hands cupped around her mouth for further emphasis, shouted, You! Kathie Langly! Be careful! The bicycle, individual, and mongrel shot past her, spun around the corner into the sidewalk of the fourth house down, and landed in a writhing heap on the front steps. Kathie breathlessly grasped the wriggling body of the muddy little dog, strugf gled to her feet, and bounded up the front steps. Arriving on the other side of the door, which she slammed with much gusto, she saw her mother and brother, earnestly conversing as they came down the staircase. . Catching sight of her daughter, Mrs. Langly stiffened and stopped. Kathie! Don't move! Kathie obediently stopped halfway across the hall, a trail of muddy footprints behind her. Ye gods, Kathie! Walter peered disdainfully over his mother's head at his young sister. Kathie was surprised, but recovering rapidly, she wrinkled her small nose and stuck out her moist, pink tongue. Oh, for gosh sakes! Walter flung this out contemptuously as he stormed down the stairs and out of the back door to the family car. A Mrs. Langly sighed and returned her gaze to Kathie, still standing in the hall below her with the panting, squirming Kip in her anns and the mud on her face and the hall floor slowly drying into grey cakes. Kathie, take off those shoes. Then you go straight up to your room and dress. Your brother is having a guest for dinner tonight. Oh! So tl1at's what's eating him! That girl is coming! I forgot all about it. Kathie thrust Kip into her mother's arms, removed her shoes and raced lightly up the stairs. The upstairs hall smelled strongly of Lilac Shaving Lotion as the bathroom door swung open and Mr. Langly, freshly shaven and lustily singing Sweet Genevieve three notes off key, tramped down the hall. Hiya, Mugginsf' he interrupted himself as Kathie, deftly dodging his reach for her long braids, sped past him to her room. All set for our company? Oh, my yes! From her own room, Kathie heard her father continuing the second verse of his favorite song as she threw her muddy shoes into the closet, slammed the door, and began struggling into her fresh clothes. Kathie's roorn, regardless of her mother's patient work, looked very much like its young owner. The room itself was large and sunny with three big windows. The small bed, the bureau, desk and rocker, all painted a soft grey and bordered 34 SEMINARIA 1944 by a design of bright primroses, a glassftopped dressing table with a saucy pink skirt matching the bedspread and flounced curtains, and the pink'padded window' seat with its many soft pillows, all showed Mrs. Langly's influence. But two ragged dolls and a mothfeaten teddy bear, much the worse for years of ardent hugging, a large glass bowl, halfffilled with muddy water and a huge stone on which two small turtles lay sunning themselves, a collection of colored jars and bottles, a series of odd'shaped stones, supposedly Indian relics, and a large colored portrait of a ferocious Indian brave, tacked up crookedly over the desk, were Kathie's contribuf tions. They dehnitely showed her own personality, much to Mr. Langly's delight and Mrs. Langly's worry. It's part little girl, mostly tomboy, and not even remotely young lady-and Kathie's thirteen! Mrs. Langly often moaned. But Mr. I.angly's eyes always twinkled and he said nothing. Since she had finished dressing Cher slip hung a full inch on one side and her belt was twistedD, and had finished washing halffheartedly at her face, Kathie now stood lightly brushing the top of her hair and talking to Sampson and Edgar, whose glass home reposed on top of the dressingftable. I suppose she's some stuck'up old thing with hundreds of airs, she muttered to the sleepy turtles. Honestly, I don't know what's the matter with Walter lately! He never used to be so silly. She brushed vigorously for a minute, and then added wistfully, Or so mean either. A car. door slammed in front of the house, and flinging down her brush, Kathie hurried down stairs. Mr. and Mrs. Langly were in the hall below, greeting the dinner guest when Kathie reached them. She glanced at Walter. He was brushing mud from his hands, and suddenly Kathie thought of her bicycle. Walter's embarrassed flush and the flashing anger in his dark eyes as he stared at Kathie over his guestis head confirmed her sudden recollection. She had left her muddy bicycle lying against the front steps, and Walter had had to remove it before they could get in the door. Oh, well, Kathie shrugged. He'll give it to me tomorrow! Then she glanced at Walter's guest, who was turning to face Kathie now as Mrs. Langly introduced them. Kathie didn't notice her mother's swift frown of disapproval as she saw the drooping slip and twisted belt. As a matter of fact, from that moment on, Kathie noticed nothing all evening except Walter's guest. Anne Granville was very tiny and her heartfshaped little face was framed by masses of shining black hair. She had great dark eyes and the prettiest nose Kathie thought she had ever seen. She wore a trim, pale blue suit, and her purse and tiny high' heeled pumps just matched it. She smiled now and Kathie felt a sudden warm glow, but then she became painfully conscious of her own halffcombed hair and gnawed fingernails. Dinner was a horrible trial for Kathie. Anne, with her sweet low voice and soft laugh, charmed the whole family. Mr. Langly boomed heartily from his end of the table, offering more food and his most entertaining witticisms with the same genial hospitality, and even Mrs. Langly laughed graciously at the favorite, well' worn jokes. Walter, seated at Anne's right, beamed proudly and tried to outdo his parent in entertaining her. But Kathie, poor Kathie, was miserable. Her unhappiness started when Mrs. Langly suggested that Anne might like some celery. Kathie, reaching eagerly for the long silver dish, overturned her water glass. She watched horrified as the small flood coursed swiftly across the SEMINARIA 1944 35 table towards Anne. Mrs. Langly's deft and practiced maneuver with her napkin quickly averted the tragedy, but Walter was furious. Kathy, you're as clumsy as an ox! he accused. You ought to eat in the kitchen! Mrs. Langly frowned warningly at her angry son, and Anne, seeing Kathie's scarlet cheeks and tearfbright eyes, said softly, It was only an accident, Walter. Oh, you don't know how lucky you are to have a sister! I'm an only child, and I get so lonesome doing everything wrong alone, and not having anyone near my age to make mistakes too! Every one laughed then, and Kathy smiled gratefully at Anne. She could not overcome her embarrassment though, and she remained tongueftied and miserable throughout the rest of the meal. Everything seemed to go wrong from then on. Instead of cutting her meat daintily and expertly as Anne did, she hacked at it clumsily until it slid off her plate. She dropped her napkin, strewed crumbs around her place, and Bnally sat miserably chewing on a piece of tough and taste' less meat, not able to swallow it, not daring to remove it. At last the horrible ordeal of dinner was over. But shortly after, to Kathie's utter dejection, Walter gaily announced, Now for the movies, Anne! When they were leaving, Anne whispered softly to Kathie, standing alone and unhappy at the far end of the room, I do wish you'd come and see me sometime soon, Kathie! And then she was gone in a flurry of Thankfyou's and laughter. Kathie dried the dishes in a happy daze that evening, and then hurried upstairs. Her room was soon in a turmoil. The Indian brave lay crumpled in the pink waste basket, the precious jars were stored in the bottom desk drawer along with the stones. Only the turtles, removed to the top of the desk, their vacant place now occupied by a lovely toilet set produced from tissue paper storage, and the beloved dolls and teddy bear remained as evidence of Kathie. When this much had been accomplished, 4Kathie set to work in earnest. Half an hour later, a careful, though somewhat comical, copy of a young lady con' fronted Mr. and Mrs. Langly in the living room. Mother, I think it's about time I had my hair cut. And these shoes are awful l Kathie stared in disgust at her Mary Janes. She turned her shining face, rosy from scrubbin , earnestly towards her astonished Mother. Her long blonde hair, now lying on Iier shoulders in loose kinky waves from her pigtails, was parted on the left, as Anne's was, but since it was accustomed to a middle part, it behaved obstinately and stood up in a smart little ridge along the edge of the new, not' veryfeven part. Kathie's socks were turned down neatly, her dress hung evenly all around and her belt was straight. Mr. and Mrs. Langly stared in amazement. When Kathie had finally gone sedately off to bed, after extracting many promises for new and grownfup changes, Mrs. Langly turned to her husband, her pretty face clouded and her eyes bright with tears. She's growing up, she choked. She'll never want to tack those horrible pictures on the wall, or keep those awful turtles in her room oreorfanything again l She was almost sobbing now. But as he comforted her, Mr. I..angly's eyes twinkled. I wouldn't worry, dear, he soothed. This has been a big day for Kathie. -CHARLOTTE WEBB, '45 SEMINARIA 1944 Midnight nn the Munrs It was midnight, And the moors lay mantled in mist. The moon, shrouded in clinging clouds, shed An eerie radiance over the morbid terrain. Hazy shadows, hiding behind the bizarre shapes Of trees, mingled and were lost In the ground. A distant howl, muffled by the mist, Echoed mournfully through the night. The midnight winds wailed and mourned, Sending wisps of their forlorn lament Wistfully trailing over the moors At midnight. -NANCY WHITMAN, '44 0 I-llqnnquin The aloof sun, In coronation robes, Rises, Monarch of the day, While yet we sleep, And leave his realm in silence. Soft hills, Nestled in their Coverlet of green, Draw the pastel cloak of twilight O'er their heads, As glassy lakes lap gently At their sleeping feet. -SUZANNE DORNTG11, '44 SEMINARIA 1944 Pate I like the way Fate does its stud' And tosses 'round its darts, Wlmile seeming blind, sees well enough To play with human hearts. Had many leftwards turned, instead Of swinging to the right, Then other men they might have wed Than those they loved on sight. The wind removes her pert new hat And blows it down the streetg A bach'lor picks it up, and that Lets two nice people meet. He smiles! She smiles! And strange to say To church that meeting leads, For when Fate plans a wedding date One chance is all it needs. -JEVENE BAKER, '44 u 9 l f 9 2 5 5 in 5 J Q .--71-1 JJ! ' S ,Qing il HH 38 SEMINARIA 1944 Acknowledgments The SBMINARIA is pleased to announce the following winners of contests: UPPERSCHOOL STORY ..... FRANCES SAPERSTON LOWERSCHOOL STORY . . BETH BOWMAN PRIZE ESSAY . . . FRANCES PUGHE PRIZE POEM . . ALICE RoDGERs PRIZE DRAWING .. MARTHA CoPPEss 0 We wish to express our thanks to the judges who so kindly considered our efforts: f NELTA GARDNER WHITE Short Stories . .QMRs. ROBERT CMarion Pennypackerj TATEM L JANE ABBOTT Essays . . MRS. LOUISE CMildred Milesj JAFFB Verse . . MRS. PERCTVAL BowEN Drawings . . MRS. JOHN Uean McKayj HENRxCH 0 The judges and editors award honorable mention to the essay, Grandpa and I, by Margaret Nichols and regret the lack of space for its publication. , fx ik gf 1 N L. A v. FN ,f f N A f J fl A ' P M ? f ' - 'U 55 Mt 8 fe W xx 9'-'UI' Nw fxrx KSN .' 54' 40 SEMINARIA IQ44 Senior Ufficurs ExecutivefSecretary . President . . ViccfPresident . Secretary . Treasurer . , Hornet Captain . jacket Captain . SEMXNARIA CofEditors SEMINARIA Art Editor . SEMINARIA Assistant Art Editor . SEMINARIA CofBusiness Managers Social Service CofChairmen NANCY PERSONS . MOLLY POTTER . NANCY WATSON ALIsON COATSWORTH , JANET WENDT .IOANNE HOWARD . ARLINE SNYDER BETTY BUTZER ' SUE DORNTGE . MARY WEIss BETTE BROWNE BARBARA RIEHLB MARY ALICE TORNOW fFRANCES TUCKER I JOAN WATERS SEMINARIA 1044 41 ANN ALLAN Calm thoughtfulness . . . a discerning eye . . . secrets for keeps . . . a friend indeed . . .Jerry and Windy . . . gooey things to eat . . . dreams of Disney . . . our Scotch lass. JEVENE BAKER jevi . . . Ummm! . . . such an innocent ex' pression . . . slow smile . . . martial bearing . . . reducing parties . . . moves no faster than TIECCSSHIY. BETSY BAKER Straight from Mademoiselle . . . inimitable Night and Day . . . live and let live . . . the Hanoum hiker . . . gracious . . . impecf cable . . . a lot of little things. H. r 4 V V Q-7 M oy, 6, Gr' lt x ' f 'A seo C,r7o:,-so jig , ,,s 44,42 0' - df: SEMINARIA I944 xo is 3,1 uw' QOX of sf' 16,5 Qssbsb'-,J Q' I - qs' 4 4, wx if -v -v 5 ri 1 -i ai LG H s 4 P il ills gt .Vi fr al. E, 1 li 3 .v , 2: i M -3 .i 5 .wr Q gf, v ' ' '.ii2g,.l1i.:t ta Q-19' 4 A h PRISCILLA BASSETT Bass . . . avid arguments . . . permanently curling hair . . . appealing manners . . . def cided opinions . . . soprano Hi there! . . . dulcet tones . . . immune to Wightman tennis technique . . . copious collection . . . a lyric look. MARY BECK Dainty, feminine, petite . . . the little gesture . . . the rule-proving exception, a calm red' head . . . perpetual frown . . . a melting voice . . . soulful eyes . . . tiny fingers and big rings . . . the serious side. JANICE BETZ Betzy . . . heart of gold . . . Okay, kid . . . fervently easygoing . . . I won't get a per' manent! . . . inconspicuous poise . . . that pastel look . . . always agreeable. 4-P' brawl SEMINARIA 1944 43 JoANNE Bozaa Boz . . . Oh, you know what I mean. . . . p p tilted head . . . precise enunciation . . . her O- mysterious first name . . . puckering eyes and fluttering eyelashes . . . Well, my brother . . . the exception . . . endless he say's and she says. BETTE BROWN My kingdom for a horse . . . and our king' dom for one of Brownies drawings . . . finger- nails?-you can't miss 'em . . . boyish . . . a frisky manner . . . Santa Claus chuckle . . . dimples, too . . . Chafs ally. BETSY BROCK 'iwhat a card !' '... bewitching bangs . . . she knows the way to wear 'em . . . faux pas extrodinaires . . . comically candid . . . got plenty o' rhythm . . . Tell us, tell us, father dear. . . . Aw, geeelf' 44 SEMINARIA 1944 BETTY BUTZER Butz . . . tough stuff. . . Take it from me, brotherl' '... octavefdescencling laugh . . . eyes and mouth smiling simultaneously . . . busy and buzzing about it . . . Palmer method personified . . . study hall's martinet. PEGGY CI-IAMPLIN Long baby cut, big eyes and arched eyebrows . . . always says what's on the tip of your tongue . . . inconsequent and impulsive to the nth degree . . . 'i0h, I'm so tired . , . a ready tale about that night. ALISON COATSWORTH Leo and Coats . . . a funny word for every- thing . . . St. Swisson's . . . passion for a pumpforgan . . . socks with ankleosis . . . delayed reaction . . . heavy frown and sweet smirk . . . she'll get a thing done for you. I SEMINARIA 1944 45 ESTHER COOLEY Essie . . . enthusiasm . . . with a smile and a kind word . . . blue plaid skirt . . . welcomes your jokes . . . brother Mort . . . eyes that say something. SUE DORNTGE flash back . . . spurts of cynicism . candidate for Information Please . . lcokffor instance . . . Toronto . . her paradise . . . and Ogden Nash verse, too. CHARLOTTE DRAKE Char . . . limp and luring . . . le coiffure . . . alabaster complexion . . . my steady . . . famous for putting her foot into it . . . gladly cast: in the domestic sphere. Susi . . . a striking alertness . . . eyes that . our h'But, . camp, writes 46 SEMINARIA T944 ptafggitrigg luck 76 at Mez flfsienef 43,1 Masque? ogg X 7 tfafwee law 5 A525 lfoq 1515 Gouldie and juicy. . . Well, really! . . . that A608 teddyfbear figure . . . littlefgirl determination pout that means nothing . . . eternally twelve. JANE GRASER There's only one subject I can talk on. . . . no paperfdoll. . . temperamental . . . play of eyes . . . generous . . . Queen Bee . . . she can always talk to anyone . . . reason to blush. MARY HEATH The ministefs daughter, but- . . . 'LWell, uhh . . . her hands and hair do the talking too . . . a pert, wrinkled nose . . . evasive slump . . . everfactive pencil . . . '44's Casual Kid. - h ff! hfafi' Q an si Am' f Mwfyazs TWEZE. aafh. . . . devilish smile . . . UP at Leland . . . a 4 5 , f- 171 yn-wvgx wa SAEMINARIA 1944 'V ju-:gf 47 MARY ROSE HENNESSY Quiet, low voice with contradictory eyes . . . enthusiastic and generous . . . tell troubles . . . always trim . . . invariably with a smile . . . Chihuahua dogs, her Hennessy Tennessy tootles the flute. LAURA HOLZWORTH Holz . . . flurried gestures . . . husky continued quandaries . . . quiet wit . . ing her brother . . . hair twirler . . . . . . Crosses no bridges. Sealark her your rage . . . NANCY HIGGINS i Not the usual redfhead . . . sophisticated and silly . . . dry sense of humor . . . What's your trouble? . . . next year . . . svelte figure . . . a splash of color . . . stardust . . . wait till you get to know her. voice . . . . boost' V6 , at swf' - l . 'f K! 9,1 SEMINARIA IQ44 'Y '4,.P .-Fwy for ri ff M A94 'jx , f JOANNE HOWARD A knockfabout Cliterallyl . . . smiling from chin up . . . eternal endurance . . , picnicf house parties via Howard's Bus Lines . . . sis's sweaters . . . Hey, cfmon, kids! . Hornet heebeefjeebees. SUZANNE INGRAHAM Inge . . . littlefgirl look . . . lovely profile . . . naive . . . George Washington hairdo . . . magnanimous mirth . . . bouts with Vergilian vocabulary . . . smile that creeps out at the corners. BETTY KLEINDINST Bet . . . Where's Laura? . . . cello voice . . eyed Sphinx. . . badminton devotee. . . non 5 chalant enthusiasm. a winter tan and a Willowy walk . . . dark' t ?w 'wa ,.,?,,-...-,.,,,, W- . , . . ,, SEMINARIA 1944 49 Kloppic . . . an infectious whoop that starts on low C and can develop into anything . . . coltish antics . . . Live and laugh with me . . . English complexion . . . a menace on ice' HELEN KLOPP skates . . . wacky but wonderful. Madame Pompadour . . . deep, smooth voice . . . Robin Hood . . . steadfast and energetic . . . musical monologues . . . courteous acqui- escence . . . myriads of poems . . . concert pianist. Fly: Pbmnqlkwa ubknzl as xo-lu. Gv..u'ss - sand. Lx!!!-Fxlod WML CSN' 'Xo 's1?uTii KNlEl?I'I?kT Giza' jx Dufie . . . throaty chuckle . . . intermittent N-I-lloshxl. Axon! fasting and feasting . . . big'hearted country WU-VW house . . . puppy look . . . O.K., let's go Q5 NVVJ-GL . . . true to you . . . the omniscient viewpoint. qdnv' We Qlwwmkp, 6+ nan.:-lotmxks unwdtxndt 0.i..d.tMn,. ammlxamimnebgkusqaqigiagm 'M NM Lsods -lun.-A JEAN KNOCHE f iw, ,Lt 50 SEMINARIA 1944 JOAN LERNER The everfwaving hand . . . snowfwhite and ebony . . . gentianfblue eyes . . . a becoming naivete . . . dependable chairman of commit' tees . . . worker and worrier . . . a stream of questions . . . Boston! . . . Tell me what' W you think. .I Y qv' , . PATRICIA MAXWELL , W . 'ti V ax . . . Dartmouth! . . . all the latest base' Lff' ball and football scores . . . Patsy . . . class if api rhumba champ . . . trips to everywhere . . . a l gf - cheery Hi and a backslap . . . exuberant i NN houseparties . . . Kids, I'm broke, pulling A out a tenfdolr bill. Ei t 4 bum Cot-:vnu -W ,. .M X-,xswb FIA LSE Q'-eg -Be? Lx YJ Q,,,.3 S-u.kf..bf.u4: ,ww 'keazfste tgp'--Knew-J ila...i d.o.c.-,QLD Dol' 'Va' TK ew-Sl mt. axon- 1 vfsslrx Nil. A ate- A Ulwxjs... DOROTHY MEYER Say, kiddof' . . . spiced mockery . . . ref nowned and riotous . . . her eyes say it . . . But that will cost you thirty cents . . . Minnehaha . . . you always know she's there. Q .i.,,w!. , .M 5 -V MAA!- do-vu WT hiogtim 4, rkkszs Jllwws csv-f x -Z -Md' SEMINARIA E944 , N 9 , - ' -'Q QyvJfQ fd' YQ O! SX Q VJAQX 4,,,.., ea .Ss QAM .J my C141-am 'lu' SUZANNE MISC Kg Mitch or Mischk . . . that supple physique . . . languid eyes with a dreamy stare . . . Pond's Lips . . . never in a hurry . . . Salt Lake City Blues . . . Chl for heavenls sake! . . . smoothest tempered gal in school. MARGARET NICHOLS Scientific curiosity . . . jackfinfthefhox humor . . . Emersonian ideas . . . It's not very good, but- introducing a masterpiece . . .Ithaca . . . a knowing glance, a quizzical frown, a penetrating stare . . . unfobtrusive brilliance . . . Peggy. ANNE MITCHELL A flourish and a sweeping gesture splattered with exclamation marks . . . acting with a capital MA' '... ideas that explode . . . plenty of what killed the cat . . . the art of losing things . . . a bouncing gait . . . It just won't curll' '...' 'E-efefegadf' ff v ' ff' . Q! .A N .. 5' jf ' .R J- .Y Jw x 4, J s J'-7 Qs' lv? JN - if yds 4,1 va- 1 if L! Q1 f aw? 7: 4, I Ldv fl .9 s Q su if 'N J I S '94 20 K 52 ,iff Q9 fp 54' 2' jpvfszifiiggaiinggi' 1934: J Q f ,,Q- 5 4 Q5 0 J' ' J J N 'f',J,p,hy-,: ,,? f A 0 in sg 2 ji V0 if sa pig, Jr of f PATRICIA O'CONNOR Af A temper easily touched off but easily plaf cated . . . quizzical look . . . caustic cracks . . . nonchalant Walk . . . feathery hair . . . Irish . . . Aunt Ida . . . Oh, you think so, hunh? NANCY PERSONS Parse and Pevsie . . . a worried frown . . . that birdseed sneeze . . . a Wink that sends the freshmen running . . . Wfe-efell . . . hugs herself with excitement . . . pigeonftoed peregrination . . . Oh Laws! . . . sportin' spirit. Q9 I - of N or T9 - 6 X 'S OJ-3 M MOLLY POTTER 11' A ,gs D Port . . , talking head and reverberating laugh .0 . . . tennis, sai in , ancin an is was in di ' 1 g d g d d h h g 406, 50- 0' . . . economizer . . . Gosh, kids, I don't ' now! ... as in on es rite... ee in ,MW k fl h g bl d p k p g To W. I 8 f our class on the right pitch. M ,199 Wwfqvbl og,-fl Ok SEMINARIA 1944 53 FRANCES PUGHE RhysfPennry . . . That's lifen . . . Don't cell them my age . . . last summer in Boston . . . an infectious smile . . . dark, swooping hair . . . unpredictable, opinionated . . . See you at Frz1nny's. BETTY RICH CAROL PUTNAM Put and Peewee . . . perky, elfin look . . . in- fectious giggle . . . tiny mouth that never stops asking questions or giving answers . . . always ready with, or mixed up in a funny story . . . sudden hrainstorms . . . frequent trips to the zoo. Soubrette . . . Pepsodent smile . . . dancing feet . . . Gertrude . . . eternal willingness . . . lilting voice . . . devoted to dramatics . . . pert alertness. Q'-I-ss Q. 1cs1XX x'.X tgmaix X' E N 54 N ' SEMINARIA IQ44 se Qglgx. BARBARA RIEHLE Remember that big old time at Dufie's! . . . openly enthusiastic . . . talking in abbrev? . . the deepest eyes . . . golden threads among the brown . . . delicate profile . . . at needles a'flying . . . takes everything in her , stride. ARLINE SNYDER Snurd and ARflefan . . . ardent Princetonian . . . perpetual carful . . . football shoulders Ccould it be her brother's coats?j . . . a shy giggle. . . retiringgfin class . . . Those super jacketsnentheir super captain. 'Gag Kwcg . A WS S.. :MQx'R MARY ALICE TORNOW h 3 E 3 U-Q ' g,.A Torso . . . classroom convulsions . . . aversion okli to being stared at . . . Oh, and remember X-N51 Q Q35 wheniff' . . . smile lighting her face . . . Q M A easily influenced . . . little nymphie. ' khkq QR Qs-mi M i . !r Ns. :ii yu u W1lS Mods -l'4Qn..x , L o-cu, , S KN xo-A ',N- -fxn ' K9 ,K-I' sc 2 1 9 VA Mijn? 0 Q, 'gy 3- ww Dxro SEMINARIA 1944 aft. VJ-n 55 :-6 FRANCES TUCKER Soft, melodious voice . . . but in Batavia- . . . wrinkles her nose when giggling . . . bursting with enthusiastic ideas . . . sticks p doggedly to her beliefs . . . always finishes what she starts . . . the rnoneyfrnaker of our class. JANET WENDT ui' Gina' LCP! A L-'tk n AL 'IA' ' . '. zldifl leur- A vlndzvcvl glrl.,a.,-,E-Exy.,-.n an Y' have .3 ups-mkjOAN WATERS 42... If ,,, ,R MM! Wet . . . forever cutting her bangs . . . shy ln , at Hrst, but appearances are so deceiving . . . T, .,,:' WHY am I so short? . . . a tunic igure . . . squeals of delight . . . innate courtesy. jan . . . dry laughter . . . a pagefboy envied l by all . . . says little but knows plenty . . . a smile that flashes . . . oracle for suggestions, manners, graciousness-- . . . tangent to all circles. R 56 SEMINARIA 1944 Wats . . hrows . ahle . . . pair . . . MARY WEISS Came to us out of 21 fairy tale . . . a slow smile, with eyes that twinkle in accompanif ment . . . frequent blushes . . . L'Cuddles has kittens again . . . insatiable curiosity . . . lovely, light voice . . . deceptive shyness. Whit . . . Ronny Re ...bull NANCY WATSON . that thinking pout . . . slunting eye' . . unfolding smile . . . determination session lozither . . . definitely excitf the dark half of that malefconscious lhCEllH.,, NANCY WHITMAN roguish grin . . . that tone of look just before a crack . . . looking out for other peoplels interests . . . contagious mirth . . . agan . . . -lelf of Mutt 'n jeff . . . school composer. s- ww, ,kwa--Fweswq, .sf w'w.'s'jff1v 1-',i , .. ,, F' , t'-wr' W' W' W 'E 3'W 5. . qi' .. v , E X W - . V or W- - . . V vis' I .1 4 'Wmmfam' gg xxglok gn IMNWFK SEMINARIA 1944 Yum Qxyx xzmemvsx o.XX QQ: I' lcNwtN2kQ koi l0C.:.s.s?. UG C QYYXVGBIQ Qfgk QR' NANCY JANE WILLIAMS Beautiful clothes . . . Shetland pony bangs . . . Hindu fakir. . . subtle remarks . . . farcical fawning or scorning . . . bizarre jewelry . . . seductive glances . . . Will. wlkxx NANCY WILLIAMS Finished product. of a grooming school . . . imperturbable cheerfulness . . . shades of Hafafafamburg . . . literally never a hair out of place . . . occasional seriousness . . . the new Nancy Williams . . . a class success. KITTY ZAPF I want to see you later . . . surprisingly serious . . . a Hair for writing . . . resolute 75 and reckless . . . conquering stride . . . the unpredictable maestro . . . pokerffaced humor gl . . . timely remarks . gets what she goes ' after. X XSL S' I 3 ' - 0- I 'Xl' 'rl 1 l9,'v'Xi'rI?!e T Q7 X9 p5'2 i' v XF' U - X- ,5 ' Y' O 'J gf? N 3 ,Q 5 gl, 'v N40 Wm 6,45 Wm -roi :V 3,3 QQP5 fgsggyf JS. 42,0 vi s-,X-5, :rig-st,5,,,Js.? A 0 J' S' V A fs 54 I 'J '29 F5 raff,,Pf,,A 135' ,figs seyco a fy egos SEMINARIA 1944 VIRGINIA PENNEY Gina . . . musicflover . . . happyfhearted fortitude . . . pug nose to match her naivete . . . steadying influence . . . No! Really?'l . . . humor-'free and easyfgoing . . . a sincere interest in you. Senior Sung Music by NANCY WHITMAN Words by KITTY ZAPF Semin'ry, we've loved thy gentle ways. And through the years we'll hold our memories of thee dear. As upward to other heights we climb Thy faith in our young wills shall light our path always. Semper Fidelis, we shall remember, Our friends firm and true, laughter and singing, gay voices ringing. These shall live on, when we are gone, Strong and enduring. Farewell, we lift thy banner high. Our love for thee shall urge us ong it shall not fail. WffwWfSwQIvawf'.'-+ 'f'f 5 'A'fY1f21'ff f 'f'f' I 'fl -' SEMINARIA 1944 I 59 Editorial Hallnt Done the Most for the School . SchOol's Done the Most for Done the School for the Most . Lousiest Driver . . . Spicefbox . . . In Best with the Faculty . In Worst with the Faculty . . Bested the Faculty for the Worst Most Ubiquitous . . . First to Pass the Bar Clixaminationsj First to Cross the Bar . . First to GO Under the Bar . Biggest Buffoon . . Manfenchanter . Mamenchanted . Pinfup Girl . Most Gullible . Komical Kid . Cynic . . Class Cavewoman Deskftop Favorite Bright Light . Social Light Flash Light Blue Streak . Most Mothfeaten Biggest Eater . Best Clothesfhorse . Natural Wit . Most Attractive . MOLLY POTTER, NANCY PERSONS . THE OPTICIANS . MARY HEATH JOANNE HOWARD . DOTTIE MEYER . JOAN LERNER . UNPREDIOTAELE THIRD PBRIODS . JANE GRASER . RUTH KNIGHT . SUE DORNTGE CHRONIO CLAPPING . WHAT WOULD HER MOTHER SAY? . HELEN KLOPP PRISCILLA BASSETT . JEVENB BAKER . SUE MIscHIcA . LUCY GOULD NANCY WHITMAN . NANCY HIGGINS . KITTY ZAPF HOME EOR KEEPSU MARGARET NICHOLS . JOAN WATERs . CAROL PUTNAM ANNE MITCHELL THOSE CHAPEL CHAIRS . ESTHER COOLEY . BETsY BROCK NANCY J. WILLIAMS 52 INDIVIDUAL VOTES 60 SEMINARIA 1944 aye 14 - g,5,1'f r , i l .SEL N i 'l s J, g q is N 7 F' ' i S 'S QE? be f XX- ' W ll wx - V C VI Q, V! 1L5, i?,m : Y Xi V1 ff, V ,, 19, gil NW M I V X x J D. l ' . ' 'fl fvlrjga ir ' ' ., 7 f l 44 Par umerle Ann AllanAHoneysuckle Betsy Baker fCrearny Jevene Baker' Flutter Priscilla Bassett--Night Life Mary Beckf-Wild Rose Janice Betz-MRomance Night Joanne Bozer4Perhaps Betsy BrockwFrolic Bette Browne4Swrprise Betty ButzerYFollow Me Peggy Champlin-Indiscreet Alison CoatsworthffApple Blossom Esther Cooley-Reflections Suzanne DorntgefRenaissance Charlotte Drake 'Jfoujours Nloi Lucy GouldfForget Me Not Jane Graser--Shocking Mary Heath'--Deriltry Mary Rose Hennessy-fSweet Spice Nancy Higgins-Vogue Laura HolzworthffeNonchala nt Joanne HowardffBreathless Suzanne IngrahamfeSecret de Suzanne Betty Kleindinst-Vfhisper Helen Klopp fWhirlwind Ruth Knightef'Elation Jean Knochef-'Translucent Joan Lernerff Persian Lamb Patricia Maxwell ffMai Oui CBut 'Yes!J Dorothy MeyerfCupid's Breath Suzanne Mischka-Lady in the Dark Anne Mitchell!-Opening Night Margaret Nicholsf Laniplite Patricia O'Connor-- Danger Virginia PenneyfNew Horizons Nancy Personsflrleaven Scent Molly Potter -American Beauty Frances Pughe-Y-Beau Catcher Caroline Putnam-Skylark Betty Rich-One Drop SEMINARIA 1944 Barbara Riehle-Black Magic Mary Weiss-Poetic Dream Arline Snyder-Enterprise Janet Wendt-Tweed Mary Alice Tornow--Golden Laughter Nancy Whitman-'Tailspin Frances Tucker--Potpourri Nancy Williams-Blue Grass joan Waters-Precious Drops Nancy Jane Williams-Old Spice Nancy Watson-Adventure Katherine Zapf-Sirocco 0 Ilirqe In the deep and silent night, the clock intones a dismal hour, And while the town lies fast asleep, alone, among my books, I cower. For there is a rat in My German and Latin. Boswellian phrases Have left me in dazes. Expanding binomials Are battling colonials, While Caesar makes peace Cum Helvetiisf' O tempora, o mores I'm so inferiores To the brilliant little lasses Who bring to all their classes All the facts they need to know While I remain, I quote, sofso. S. D. 62 SEMINARIA 10.34 THE SENIOR CLASS of the BUETIALO SEMINARY Presents Green Stockings by A. E. W. MASON Noremhev Nmeteenth and Twentieth, IQ4-Z Madge Rockingham , Evelyn Trcnchard . Mrs. Chrisholm Faraday Phyllis Faraday . . Honorahlc Rohcrt Tarvcr james Raleigh , . Hcnry Stcclc . . Williziiii Faraday, j. P. Admiral Cricc, R. N. Celia Faraday . . Rosc, thc Maid . . Colonel J. N. Smith, D.P.O. Martin, thc Maid . CAST m order of iippeimmce . MARY WEISS SUZANNE MISCIIRA . PAT UQCLUNNLJIL ANNE IXJITCIIELL. BETTE BROKYN BFTSY BROCK JEAN KNocmz JOAN LERNICR lxl.-XNCY WliITh1AN N.iNCY WATSKWN . BETTY RICH MARY HEATH . VIEVENE BAKER SEMINARIA 1944 63 Fantasy In II Minus Pow! The disillusioned chemistry student shot into space amid flying debris. Strange shapes rushed past her. Conscience made her cringe as Miss Quintus went riding by astride an enormous elephant with pink roses for ears and an absurd grin on its trunk. The next thing she knew she tumbled into a vegetable garden, where an unpartisan politician, followed by a little red plaid bunny, was scattering copies of The Economic Rights of Victory Gardeners, Based on Historical Precedent According to the apodictic Annals of ,Professor Pratt, by Abbott and Burns. Discouraged by the first few words of this esoteric pamphlet, our Dementia stumbled on, just avoiding a gray janitor's coat with a waste' basket containing a pair of brown overshoes clutched in its empty sleeves. Follow' ing the coat streaked a pair of agitated glasses, and a lively voice shouted, Frank, my overshoes! Don't burn them, PLEASE! Trailing the gray coat to the incin- erator strode Miss Hampson with destructive intent on her face, bearing IBM pairs of ancient scuff shoes, 2 bottles of Rascal Red nail polish, and a box marked Loud Voices After School. Suddenly a long, thin hand appeared. The fingers were jumping up one at a time and disappearing simultaneously, only to have two or more refappear in a most disturbing manner. Over them a shock of brown hair flopped frantically up and down and sideways. Whirling about, Dementia looked straight into a pair of startled ethereal blue eyes. Miss Maulsby slid up, adjusted the truant eyes, and gazed upward, en' tranced, at a pair of lips which emerged from a Tennessee'shaped cloud. From the lips dropped great luminous pearls marked, Southern Wisdom. The cloud and Miss Maulsby moved off together. Behind our student there was a low rumbling, and, turning, she saw a big barrel bumping along, bellowing out, I lofove to sing, I lofove to sing. On its X as .W - ,.,-1 NN -J'-Q. 1-M Q-:sb - A M .ll T fri? 64 SEMINARIA 1944 merry way it bowled over Dementia, who fell back into a sea of red ink. After she had floundered about for a few minutes, Miss Grant held out a short pointed joke, with which she pulled her to shore. There stood Miss Phelps convulsed with laughter, knocking herself cold over the joke. By this time Dementia was lying on a flat cloud, her breath coming in short gasps. Suddenly she heard someone say, She'll be all right now. Miss Wray sat back on her heels and viewed with satisfaction the result of her strenuous lifefsaving. After tying our student up in pretty red and green crepefpaper bows, she went to work on the unconscious Miss Phelps. Meantime Dementia was bobbing about in space. All at once, looking down, she saw with surprise that her red and green bonds had changed to a clothesline, which unwound itself and attached its ends to two stars. A row of long black stockings hung from it. Then a perky little purple bird appeared and took off the black stockings and with great difficulty hung green stockings in their place. These waved merrily in the wind, and one pair became so excited that it leaped off the line and danced wildly around in circles. Immediately bright scarves, exotic beads, and a vivacious headfdress materialized. Faster and faster went the dance. In an ecstasy of motion little red shoes tapped to the rhythmic beat of the Samba, until color and motion merged in a dervish of delight. Quite suddenly, like a vivid sunset, the color faded, the music grew softer, and Miss Frye sailed peacefully by, rocked in the cradle of a Schumann melody. In the wake of the cradle drifted a gigantic green Buddha. Miss Russell was sitting on its lap reading The Fellowship of Faiths. Dementia asked her how could she get to college, but the answer was lost in space as Miss Russell drifted serenely on. Close at the heels of the Buddha trotted a little cocker spaniel with its ears tied up in a bun at the back of its neck. It was smartly groomed, and all its twenty toes were made of organ stops. As Dementia watched, the little dog jumped from the edge of one cloud to another and landed smack in the middle of a teafparty. One of the Hgures grouped around the teafcups was chattering at full speed in a pronounced French accent about her two and a half children in the service. r .- J.,-fs ., gg Q .fr in ' SEMINARIA 1944 65 Suddenly she broke into her own conversation and shrieked, Asseyez'vous droite! to the rest of the party, who were lounging comfortably in the cloud. The group disappeared, and a pair of bright pink, highfheeled shoes tiptoed along the edge of the cloud, crammed full of reports, schedules, and checkfbooks. Here and there a heel would come down hard but would immediately pick itself up, look around surreptitiously, and tiptoe on. After the shoes reeled a pair of compasses, one grasping a pair of scissors and the other a sheaf of alphabets. The scissors were viciously cutting out and throw- ing away the UH's on every sheet. This job happily completed, the compasses scrambled onto a bicycle and wavered off. Dementia detoured around a tall colonnade with carefully sculptured curls. Draped about the top was a string of white beads with a large black one in the center. All at once Dementia was engulfed in a shower of E.B.S.'s, which fell lightly and silently on every visible point of the cloud. This shower turned into a veritf able deluge of safety pins and triangular pieces of white cloth, falling merrily but resolutely all around. Through this maze a twirling pink tongue lapped eagerly toward Dementia, who picked herself up and ran away terrified, only to be clasped to the bosom of a smart red suit topped by long wavy brown tresses. Now I've got you-come and perfect that translation you did yesterday! sang out a bright voice. Resigned to her fate, Dementia followed the suit, sighing, until a pair of arms went comfortingly around her shoulders and a friendly voice said, Don't let them bully you! Come and hear my new recording of 'Peter and the Wolf', you can pick out the themes all by yourself. The music started as they were floating along. The arms disappeared and the voice deepened to a chant: Right! Right! Right! Plowing through a dense jumble of lines, circles, and numbers marching in stiff parade, Dementia looked up for a moment, tripped over a right angle and fell. Down, down she went, twirling round and round, till all at once she stopped. She opened her eyes and looked up into the questioning gaze of Miss Angell. She started to explain what she was doing on the floor of the chemistry laboratory. ..I-.. But she was checked by a familiar admonition: Say We! 4 fs . , - Q1 ts' - Q51 ' 1.1 1.11.1 -gr-' .ln , Q1 SEMINARIA 1944 67 f Six fl .N , , X, W T Ti KM ll , KL' ,' C f N, BABs ANDERSON BARBARA MILLER JOAN BARNARD . ALISON BARTLETT GENE BROBsT . FRANCES COAKLEY PEGGY COHN . PATSY COLE . MARTHA COPPESS WINIFRED COREY PEGGY COWAN . HELEN DENT . NINETTE EATON . BARBARA FERGUSON JEAN FBTTER . MARY GREGORY BETTY I-IOEE . Lois HOWARD . BARBARA HUBBARD MERLE AIACOBSON JAYNB KADEY . NANCY KAHLE . PATSY KENDALL . GEORGIA KITTREDGB VIRGINIA KLOPP NANCY NussBAUMER Classical Hmznrllinqs . . The Charge of the Light Brigade . . . Ring Cycle . .... Pinafore . . . Sleepers Awake! . . The Wellffempered Clavichord . . . . Fashions . . Chord and Dischorcl . . Variations on a Nursery Tune . The Danse of Puc Sourcerer's Apprentice . . Clair de Loon . . No, No, Ninette . Calm as the Night From a Wandering Iceberg . . Pantornime Madame Butterfly . The Masked Ball . . . Harlequin Daughter of the Regiment . . The Lost Chord Hall of the Mountain King . . Spring Song . . Pictures from an Exhibition . Nutcracker Suite k 68 SEMINARIA 1944 RITA ANN KOSTICK DOROTHY KULP . FLORENCE LARKIN BERTHA LOEW . NANCY MCLANE JANICB MELCHER MARY MDOT . CHARLOTTE POLLARD NANCY READ . JANE REED . ALICE ROBERTS . , RUTH ROBLIN . JUNE ROEHRIC . FRANCES SAPERSTON ELIZABETH SLOAN SALLY SMITH . SALLY SPARFBLD . MARYDBL STEVENSON . Golliwog's Cakewalk . Die Meistersinger . . . Hunting Song . . . Bohemian Girl The Girl with the F laxen Hair A Thousand and One Nights Midsummer Night's Dream . . . Humoresque . Perpetual Motion . The Afternoon of a Faun . At the Crossroads . . Evening Star . . . Robin Hood . Memories of My Childhood . . The Swan Pastoral Symphony Danse of the Hours . . Essay for Orchestra NANCY SWEET . . .,... The Jester MARGARET THURSTONJ Calm Seas and a Prosperous Voyage JOAN WACNER . . ..... Carnivale SUE WEAL ' . . . . . Outdoor Overture CHARLOTTE WEEE , . Song Without Words JEAN WHEATON . . The Seasons O Miss Quintus-to Chemistry class: Now children, Ilve just lived through a Freshman class and- A. Mitchell: But we're only skilled in cutting up by four more years! O Pottle: The Bible' gives us the Plasms. 0 History student fon a testjz Wilson's era was V-ery unsuccessful as far as Big Business went, and so is this paper! O Mrs. Hickman: Have you seen under-Cover Girl? SEMINARIA IQ44 69 The Man Whn Married a llumh Wife ANATOLE FRANCE Presented by the Junior Class, March 24 and 25, IQ44 Leonard Botal, Judge . Catherine, his wife Adam Fumee, Lawyer Simon Colline, Doctor. Jean Maugier, Surgeon . CAST Serann Dulaurier, Apothecary . Giles Boiscourtier, Secretary Alison, Servant . Mlle. de la Garandiere . A Blind Singer . Mme. de la Bruine The Lackey . Chickweed Man Watercress Man Candle Man . Chimney Sweep The Page , . Singers in Chorus: ELIZABETH HOEE JANICE MELCHER NANCY SWEET NINETTE EATON ALICE ROBERTS ALISON BARTLETT JOAN WAGNER NANCY KAHLE Ballet Dancers: SALLY SPARFELD JEAN WHEATON FRANCES COAKLBY SUZANNE XVEAL VIRGINIA KLOPP BARBARA ANN MILLER . RITA ANN KOSTICK . NANCY READ MERLE JACOBSON . BARBARA FERGUSON . MARYDEL STEVENSON NANCY MCLANE . RUTH ROBLIN WINIERED COREY . JANE KADBY . JUNE ROEHRIG . GENE BROBBT . DOROTHY KULP CHARLOTTE WEBB . MARY MOOT MARY GREGORY . FRANCES SAPERSTON GENE BROEST CHARLOTTE WEEE JANE KADEY DOROTHY KULP MARY MOOT MARY GREGORY PATRICIA COLE BARBARA HUBBARD Folk Dancers: SALLY SMITH LOIS HOWARD PATRICIA KENDALL JOAN BARNARD SEIWINARIA IQ44 71 ,f'Y'.sf' T65 v i: 'x'l Wi? , ' U P TI 4 if I . - LIB! Dictionary nf Mmlern Times JANE BANOERT . SUSAN BECK . JOAN BLANCHARD BETH BOWMAN . MARTHA CARR . POLLY COLE . ELIZABETH DANIELS DORIS FALK VIRGINIA BROCK ELIZABETH EANEUF LOUISE GALE . EVELYN GURNEY MARCIERY HACKWELL MELVA HAMELETON JANE HATCH . NANCY HURD . ELIOT IRWIN . SHIRLEY Lux . KAY MCCARTER JOAN METZGER SHEILA MORE . MARY ELLEN MORRIS DIANE GPPENHEIL4 . Airfraid Shelter . Flame Thrower . PT Boat . Commando Expeditionary Force .H , . 2B ' . . .IA Combined Operations . . Peep . . W.O.W. . Secret Weapon . Sugar Coupon . Nonfcombatant . Glider . Ackfaclq . Destroyer . Night Objective Entertainment Tax . . Ski Patrol . Communique . Top Sergeant . Breeze Batting 72 SEMINARIA 1944 VIRGINIA OSTENDORE ELEANOR PARsONs EVA POTTER . JANET PREssLER . ANN REUTI-IER . FRANCES RISBLAY JOAN ROGERS . SUSAN ROGER . AGNES SI-IOEER . SALLY SIVERLING BRITA SMITH . SUE SPAULDING . DIANE STAEEELL . DOROTHEA STEVENS JOAN SWEET . MARILYN TALLY MARY GENE TEALE VANETTE TOwNsEND CAROL VAN AERNAM CHARLOTTBA WALL ANNE WATTBRS . CONSTANCE WEIss SUE WENTWORTH JANET WIDDOES . 'Basketball and Blushing 'Frank, FancyfFree, and Fun GoodfNeighbor Policy News Commentator . . Navigator . Assembly Depot . Night Watch . Blitzkreig . Bulldozer . O.C.S. . A.W.O.L. One World Camouflage , Peaceful Policy . O.W.I. . W.A.C. C.W.A.C. . 'T.N.T. Submarine Swing Shift ' . 4F11-r ShangrifLa . Rationed . All Clear . W.0.0.F. Fire Power Frannie Tucker: Definition of a gentleman-a wolf with patience. Excerpt from a history examz, Definition of unifcarneral. A state with only one house in it. N. R.-in Hygiene: What does the hen think about when she is setting on her eggs? Miss,ThompsOn: In what state were affairs in the fourth Act of Hamlet? J. B.: In Denmark! Y' 4 f ' -I . f HV . ck -fx N. ' X ' N x .X lx K V f .3'. 1 ,- ' ' x. - - In , . , .X x . I X . x. - f K X 4. 1 X .r X, 1. x Y r x N . 4 X SEMINARIA 1944 Kr . 'Q -3 9 O fa 'so do ' 'mom if 0 Freshmen As Frank Cand pailsj came walking down the hall, He muttered low, I hear no sound at all! I must admit, I really am quite glad- My word-those freshmen nearly drive me mad. They jump at me from ev'ry nook and room, And in the halls their sixty voices boom Far louder than a weaker, older class. In chapel, though, the Freshmen voices pass Above the realms of any other's range- I guess I shouldn't wish for any change. Abreast Miss Thornpson's room he stopped and stared As several Freshmen furiously blared, Wasn't Jepthah's daughter offered, too? We're sure that all we've learned just must be true! At this barrage, Frank quickly went, But in the German room each current event Was argued with alertness-then Frank sighed, He couldn't wash the boards, now, if he tried, For when the Froshies start to argue facts, They won't be stopped by anybody's acts. Then slowly, Frank went to the study hall, Where silence made a ghostly eerie pall. Sweeping past each upperclassman's seat, He saw the freshman seats part and gave a bleat. No wonder all the rest seemed clean and neat, For here the floor was strewn with tiny notes Which gave the best of well known antidotes For crushes, homework, teachers and the like, And more than one girl told about her bike. Frank picked up a sports 'ist in the pile, And when he saw it, then he gave a smile, All the froshies really are quite swell, And m their sports, they certainly do well! Not a freshman name was on the list, And there's a place where.names are never missed. The project was described in one thick note, It went along quite well, the writer Wrote-. Frank smiled again, and looked as if he thought The spirit that they had could not be taught By anyone, no matter how superb: The first and second form need almost curb Their doughty courage and their lively pep, But still, that's just another minor step. su ss as u Q . ax ,- but 74. s cg' , 'Q KE it ,J . 76 SEMINARIA 1944 Calendar 1943-1944 SEPTEMBER 17-REGISTRATION 20- FIRST DAY OF CLASSES Don't those seniors look neat in their red blazers? My dear, those new girls do look green. 21-Mn. GARRETSON AND Mas. LEEMING 22-Miss ANNE COBB He shot his Pop clear through his eye And beaned Maw on the haidf' Old Ballad OCTOBER 7-FIRE DRILLS Well this is the twelfth time around so far and I haven't seen that good- looking fireman yet. Freshman 8't-JACKET'HORNET DAY 12--COLUMBUS DAY HOLIDAY Just the Day to mulch my blueberries. Mass Abbott 22-Miss FRYE AND MR. GARRETSON 28f29-SALE EOR THE BLIND NOVEMBER 5-Miss FRYE: Modern French Composers BEGINNING A FREE TOUR OF MODERN Music 17-TALKS ON LAUREL BY THE HOCKEY AND ARCHERY SQUADS 19f2O-Green Stockings--SENIOR PLAY We're having a danceg aren't we bold? But then we're supposing that you've been told. The Senior play is funnyg the dance will be a honey. The Singing Seniors 22'24'-QUARTERLY TESTS And to think that midyears will be twice as long. A Freshman 291SPELLING TEs'r EOR THE WHOLE SCHOOL DECEMBER 10-Miss FRYE: Modern Russian Composers 13-Miss Wxccm: The World Student Service Fund SEMINARIA IQ44 77 16-CH1usTMAs LUNCHEON Here's to the Seniors God Bless themg they need it. Freshmen 17-CANDLELIGHTING SERVICE They watched the candles as they came and went, each with a burning flame: They saw each pilgrim kneeling there, and heard each quaking pilgrim's prayer, And often they were known to say, Laudes tibi, Dominef' JANUARY 1-NEW YEARQS DANCE 5--Ma. HEATH: Starting the New Year I can't whisper any more during the chapel processional without that undertone of sculfmg feet. A Senior 10-DEAN PARDUE: Four Men and Their War Experiences with God 17-Miss ANGELLIS RETURN Hello, Miss Angell, Miss Angell, We've only got a nickel to spend, But we're oh so glad to welcome back Such a grand, good friend. junior Class 21-DRAMATICS DEPARTMENT IN CHAPEL! Little Women and Choric Speaking! They're always abusing the women As a terrible plague to meng They say we're the root of all evil And repeat it again and again. Chorus of Women 24-Miss NEwcoME1I or VASSAR ON THE TI-mEEfYEAn PLAN REPORT TO THE SEMINARY: Vassar, too, has table trouble. 31fFebruary 4-'MIDYEAR EXAMINATION WEEK My Candle burns at one endg it gives a feeble light. For oh, my friends, Miss Angell will tuck me in each night. A Sophisticated Senior FEBRUARY 4-NlCHOI,S RINK SKATING PARTY The faculty was present, the students all were there, And only the more timid ones were sitting way upstairs. We tried to skate, but no use, instead we had to pose, For Miss Angell and her camera man were always on their toes! 78 SEMINARIA IQ44 11--DR. Fmcx: Abraham Lincoln Here lies johnny Congapodg have mercy on him, gracious God, As he would do if he were God, and you were Johnny Congapodf' Honest Abe 14'18-FATHER Hlzuss The Senior class recalls, the Freshman class restricts The tales of the Bible that Father Heuss depicts. MARCH 8--Miss FRYE: English Modern Music 10-DR. BUTZER: The Red Cross 21--DR. RussEL CARTER, HEAD or NEW YORK STATE Music DEPARTMENT Shoot if you must this old gray head! 24-SEMINARY DAY EOR GRADUATES 24f25-The Man Who Married a Dumb Wife-JUNIOR PLAY 31-The Ghost Story BY DRAMATIC CLASSES APRIL 11-Miss FRYE: Modern Scandinavian Composers 24---MRS. RHOADS FROM BARNARD COLLEGE 24-RECEPTION FOR SENIORS AND THEIR PARENTS 25'-ATHLETIC AWARD ASSEMBLY 26-MR. E. HOYT PALMER: Student Christian Movement 27--'RECEPTION FOR THE FRESHMEN AND THEIR PARENTS MAY 1-Miss FRYE! South American Music 5, 6, 8---SENIOR FINALS 12-Miss FRYE: North American Music 12-FRESHMAN PROJECT 19-The Robbery, Creatures of Impulse and The PotfBoiler 311CLASS DAY JUNE 1f2, 5'6-'FINAL EXAMS 8-COMMENCEMENT SOPHOMORE PLAYS Vx. o v.,,1'1 err 'NJ sv 1 H1 171 It' J ' 1 ha . , ,-T -v1 ll , . fd, lo,. 47 I 0' fx L Ax' 1 . A , . 1 0 I 1 I 4 40 -Wie 5093 oc QNX Ao,.aQ XDOSQI X W0 ' I u ', L' vs 80 SEMINARIA 1944 s' - '7' 4-JV J' 0, . y wwf ,S-5. Athletic Board IS' bb ,.p7x HORNETS 5540? Q HOWARD CAPTAIN 9 M K. ZAPF Hockey 3 B. RIEHLE 'Tennis A97 B. BROCK Badminton P N. WHITMAN Volleyball j. KNOCHE Archery F. TUCKER Basketball Varsity Hmzliey BOWMAN HOWARD, J. BUTZER MAXWELL DORNTGE PERSONS CCaptamj GOULD, L. REED, J. REUTHBR Nov. 6TH Harley O NOV. 12TH Laurel 4 Nov. 13TH Cleveland Heights 0 HathWayfBrOwn O Old Trail O JACKETS A. SNYDER L. GOULD J. WENDT M. HEATH H. KLOPP j. FETTER P. BASSETT WATERS WEAL WHEATON ZAPE Seminary 1 Seminary 2 Seminary 5 Seminary 2 Seminary 4 SEMINARIA 1044 81 ELECTIONS TO CHAMPION HOCKEY TEAMS AT LAUREL ALLfHlGH TEAM Sue Weal-Wing RESERVE TEAM Joanne Howard--center half Nancy Persons-center forward Jean Wheatonfinner Patricia Maxwelldfullback Varslty Basketball BASSETT HOWARD, J. OSTENDORF BOWMAN KLOPP, V. PERSONS COATSWORTH MAXWELL SNYDER COLE, POLLY MISCHKA TUCKER DANIELS NUSSBAUMER WATSON GOULD, L., Captain WEAL FEE. 29TH Park 15 Seminary 37 MARCH 8TH Kenmore High 9, 10 Seminary 18, 16 MARCH 28TH Park 11 Seminary 13 First Team Badminton , HORNET JACKET BARNARD KLOPP, H. EATON SNYDER HOWARD, L. HENNESSEY KAHLE, N. HOLZWORTH, L. HOWARD, J. COWARD RIEHLE METZGER BROCK, B. COAKLEY FALK KENDALL RISELAY SHOEER WEISS, C. STEVENS HATCH HEATH WATTERs POTTER, M. H.-4 J.-9 SEMINARIA IO44 First Team Huekey HORNET BOWMAN BUTzER COLE, POLLY DANIELS DORNTGE HOWARD, J. KLOPP, V. REED, J. ROGERS, J. WATERS ZAPF JACKET COLE, PAT DENT GALE, L. GOULD, L. HENNESSY MAXWELL NUSSEAUMER PERSONS REUTI-IER TIIURSTONE WEAL WHEATON Oct. 26th H.-2 J.i3 First Team Basketball HORNET JACKET ALLEN, A. BASSETT COLE, POLLY COATSWORTI-I DANIELS GOULD, L. HOWARD, J. KLOPP, H. KLOPP, V. MAXWELL MISCHKA CSTENDORF TUCKER PERSONS WATSON SNYDER ZAPF WEAL Feb. 23rd H.A33 J.Y17 March 14th H.-23 J437 First Team Vnlleyhall HORNET JACKET ALLAN, A. DENT BOWMAN KLOPP, H. BUTZER MAXWELL COREY NUSSBAUMER HOWARD, J. PERSONS TUCRER SNYDER WATSON THURSTONB WHITMAN WEAL Jan. 6th - f15 H.-7 J.w15 SEMINARIA 1944 83 First Team Archery HORNET JACKET BROBST KNOCHE, F. DANIELS ROEHIC KNOCHE, J. STEVENSON PREssLER WEBB Feb. 18th H.-225 J.-263 Sports Srhndlile OCTOBER 8-Hornetfjacket Day OCTOBER 21-Freshman Hockey CHAD OCTOBER 26-First Team Hockey NOVEMBER 3-Freshman Hockey NOVEMBER 5f6-Varsity Hockey Team at' Harley NOVEMBER 11f13-Varsity Hockey Team at Laurel NOVEMBER 19-Badminton Clinic: jack Devlin JANUARY 6-First Team Volleyball FEBRUARY 2-Elmvvooclffiranklin C435 Basketball at ElmwoodfFranklin FEBRUARY 18-First Team Archery FEBRUARY 21-Grade School Basketball Play Day at Seminary FEBRUARY 23-First Team Basketball FEBRUARY 29-Basketball: Park at Seminary MARCH 6-First Team Badminton MARCH 8-Basketball: Seminary at Kenmore High MARCH 14-First Team Basketball MARCH 28-Basketball: Seminary at Park -r' N li' I, XJ Ju-K J'C 14 YJ ,n X V .-'QQ' PQ: N1 7. ov 41' 4 JXLW oi, 7, vo M-7 x 5 - E I 'N fi: fEiQQc4 5 ol.. Il '11 QQZEW HQKAN Q 9 nf., 'N Dx ,R Q,,,,: Kg eWay '-Qcfxm lk WRX - 491. 9.1.2 'YYSX 'vos SEMINARIA IQ44 Prnntns School halls Echo foothtlls Now no more. Silence haunts And slyly taunts The marhle floor. For the clattcrfclippyfclattcr Cf the raucous schoolgirl chatter And the endless slippy-slop Of the shoes which always drop From the toes, toes, toes Of the sloppy, awf'ly sloppy, terr'hly sloppy schoolgirl hose Has completely gone and left us And now, with slow and heavy And downcast, mournful eyes, with the ruling wind that blows. tread, The trouhled girl surveys her ancient shoe, And wonders, waits, and hopes Till the next coupon is due. S. D. E9 .ill?E!g'l:ljy ! ' l X. V -liz., -fs ,1f2Q 2 ', iff' T, . 3' x. S S i'?!?4Z , ffl' 1 2 Q Vg : 1 5 3 0 U fs 'BeTE'Bo.nwvie- JW AAU AD W W N W A I fi? J ' w w Q 1 3 l I. F' wi' .XL I 441 W f Nunn ' 44 I V ii '. ll , l . 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WALSH CU. Thcy curry .ill typcs of insurgmcc Please patronize our atiiiertisers Page O7 SEMINARIA1944 MENTHOLATUM CO. Worlld you lwrenthe freely, Lose that tlopey feeling, Scare away your cold? Then your host het is The nllftime favorite- Mr wuor ATL xr Compliments of METAL AND ALLOY SPECIALTIES CO. INC. .fffakeadazfew-iii TE S t--AH . .. Lnunnensns- DRY cusnnens Q 1517 Kenmore Ave., Telephone DE46-10 19 Q! a' lr it-'MJ '-9 W N 13. URSIN-SMITH For clear :md easy vision The latest style :md rim, Consult experts at URsINfSxuTu Important sight must not he dim. Page 98 Please IWLIITUTIIZC our LlLlI'CfIlSCT5 SENIINARIA 1044 ,AMX 691291- I PETER PAUL . 256 Delaware Avenue The home of distinctive cards, stationery and invitations a ll Where you can he sure of ,WWMN ll the Correct and the Original M In the scientific filling of your prescriptions our registered pharmacist makes you a satisfied customer and us a friend. DEL-MOR PHARMACY 1410 Delaware Avenue at Delavan Buffalo, New York COLONIAL FLOWER SHOP For flowers with charm that are arranged with personality, Colonial Flower Shop will fill all needs for every occasion. los. A. Sanders, Sr. Phones: Taylor Albert C. Sanders 1470'1471'1472 - vi, JOSE A Sanders, -Ir. Established, jan, 1, 1919 Y.. 3 u Jos. A. SANDERS si soNs, INC. ' , V BUFFALOlS LIVE Wine Roomzns ' I' , , xx Industrial SHEET METAL Wcdax in all gauges Ng , We doa joh of any size. We make a hohhy of renewals. Please putromze our L1d'1'CTIiSCTS Page 99 g SEMINARIA1Q44 Why waste valuahle time shopping? ARLEAN ANDRIE Has exactly the clothes you want To suit you, your taste, your personality. 300 Delaware Avenue if '., V 5 .ffm Phone Llncoln 0205 Your garments are insured while in our possession Q X. BURT's U i v. j,.,'Wi ff 'Q ODORLESS DRY CLEANINLI 'QV I mijwlllgyff 5 ,a M'f,yg,:1, ' Q' l 1 We do our own cleaning X f liff wi l :I if l l l' I 'I . 752 Elmwood Ave. BUFFALO, N. Y. mlllld lllll it llll' T THE cooPER Box co. 4 There's a Cooper hox for every occasion I Nm ,zvf Big and small, thin and wide. I I I I I I ,VX ,x , g' A i 'W They re thrifty, handy, sturdy, too! H V Anything fits inside. BUFFALO OPTICAL COMPANY For glasses smart, an eye on style And lenses perfect all the while, This company stands the keenest testg Go now and get your eyes well dressed. Page 100 Please patronize our advertisers SEMINARIA IQ44 Q LORENZO'S ww If ever you crave ravioli delicious L Or want any other Italian dishes 4 Conserve ration couponsg don't use yours all up 6 N And bring all the family to I.orenzo's to sup. ' - me y 1, .X vs- Xml 2, I- of '35 ' ,ft NEWLANDS 'XXX ' ' Wi' -' , e 1 QA They are more than beautiful L, 'ilk x G i I, 5 People who know - will invariably say this ' 'Nl' V . -,A K, I about flowers from 4' fig? E NEWLANDS 1838 Main EXLEY MILLINERY SHOP Glamor's not rationed When you buy your hat at Exleyls Hats there are fashioned To make you look divine. in ,. GERMAIN CLEANERS J my :kg Craftsmen in Keeping things New 1 Q 'rx ' 1 1 Q WAShingr0n 7071 163 Genesee St. X 3::MM,, ' 431 Niagara Please patronize our advertisers Page 101 SEMINARIA 1944 CHARLENA SMITH PORTRAIT 1110 Elmwood Avenut BUFFALO, New Yofuc of w ARB'S .5 For clothes that are stunningly stylish and that have a flourish of fashion, he sure to choose your ,tiff l wardrobe at Arh's. , . I , G , At the iirst sign of eye strain consult your Eye Physif ' ' ,X cian and bring his prescription to us for tl.: latest if' X l styles and courteous, careful attention. I R X ,f 5-'I GIBSON 81 DOTY 5 4 Guild Opticians 652 Main St. 2925 Delaware Ave. l WESSELMANN CLEANERS We whisk away annoying spots and dirt And present you with a newer skirt. Dresses and coats we can transform, Smartening those whom they adorn. Page 102 Please patronize our advertisers SEMINARIA 1044 MOLLENBERG-BETZ For dependable and efficient general repair of engine pumps amd refrigernting machines, come to Mollenf lIergfBet:. Our competent, experienced machinists will help you, too. if A -am, 422-'N23 E lg Mousnasns am I ' NKHINI C4 I ? ?' f .LQEQZ-R I 2 Q GENERAL man BQ? 2 ESTABLISHED 1885 F. BRENNISEN 8: SON INCORPORATED General Commission Merchants Fred' D' Brennlsen MARKETIIRS AND DISTRIBUTORS President p M. B. Riselay Fruit-Vegetables-Produce VicefP1esident Wiirreri B. Wilkes 156458 NIAGARA FRONTIIBR Foon W ' Secy. and Treasurer TERMINAL -l-..l.l RICH'S ICE CREAM CO. lf ,sou want tempting, nutritious ice cream, Varied, dcleetnhle, smooth, Fc sure to order Rich's-- Sold wh-:re quality counts. RY! 'W I 'IIRMQX I V n li 7 I em, I 01953 Wm 0 we Ivvkl 155 A-W5 VX! ' Q M Q fd I X .RLQXQIQ V 'w 'NSW l H A kv testi' Q 1- . I fr J 35, nt, ef k A ii- Q 54' ' ff- ' if Align 1 ADD1soN VARS co. Y-Q: Q eggwtg S Advertising it ' QQ, I :E:'Q - 1 xv 3 gg? CQ RSON VARs BUILDING '? N., eu ,fgi51::- Ezuriz u DELAWARE AT TUPPIIR Q. X ff Fi-3' 5- ' BUFFALQ X l 161.188 PdIT071lZC OUT Lldl CTUSCTS Page 103 SEMINARIA 11,44 3 5 ii - 5 si 1, When peace comes again , ii l 'H-4 . . . i Q 1 Kzttznger will be ready L IIE' PALMER'S Palmer's can iill the hill for every occasion. Disf tinctive floral arrangements executed with efficient service. ' 35 an NYE PARK CLEANERS ,ln 9 Sv I Your good clothes need our good care. The Nye Park ..- .ALA 'ij Cleaners will help make your clothes last longer and A g I Q , ,,f,, look better. it lf t .. E SMITHER AND THURSTONE lviodern, completely equipped store, Noted for expertly filled prescriptions, Wellfstocked lines of heauty and household aids. We specialize in everything -try here for what you need. Pagg 104 Please patrom' e our adi ertzsers SEMlNARIA1944 Your furniture we move, your valuables we store. All done, and time to spare, by safe and courteous workers. AMERICAN HOUSEHOLD STORAGE CO. KNIEELAND B. WILKES, President 305 Niagara Street MARIE ANDRE School of Charm POSTURE-EXERCISE-POISE-GRACE l GI'IARMfMAKEfUP 16 Depew Avenue v Mhxmw is 1 AIRPORT PUBLISHERS INC. kd n Our service includes the three essential steps in Eb . . Q publishing - Q7 1. WRITING or editing copy 2. PRINTING publications or anything else w E 5 3. SELLING BOOKS, periodicals or advertising I ' Om ,,, Lg: THE ELMWOOD FLOWER SHOP ',,6'2m Where the beauty of the arrangement Is as important as the high quality of bloom. Where the motif is tastefully carried out qflm . j I ' J' With exquisite, fresh flowers. Please patronize our advertisers Page 105 SEMINARIA 194.4 :fun , FORD N. CROWN ,, ,N ,f A g Do you want distinctive jewelry? ,X 4 XX 1 Do you want truly beautiful trophies? - i For the best in quality and individuality X' QMQ I 'X Buy yours now at pw ll FORD N. CROWN K W u Hurst Building, Franklin and Huron X L: 3 RICHARDS 'F' R ,R X Your hair should be your crowning glory. R Q. It will be, if you make an appointment at Richards , js where you will find individual and exclusive hair Q Y stylists. 9 '-' -:SASL 1 Q I I NORMAN DUFFIELD 8: CO. INC. I ACCIDENTS are bad news. X l Ask the girl who has had one. l PAYMENT OF ALL EXPENSES is good news Q X l Ask the parent who has 'received our check. ' . NORMAN DUFFIELD as oo., INC. l All types of insurance - - - -I Crosby Bldg. Cl. '7512f3f4 HOPKINS OF BUFFALO Rent or buy your cottage from us and we'll plant the vines. HOPKINS or BUFFALO 909 Elmwood Avenue f Page 106 Please patronize our advertisers ! un SEMINARIA1944 at J ffm? 4 n s DOI-IN FISCHER AND CO. 1 W, 1 'X ,V , The DQHN FISCHER lumlrerman toils untiringly .-- fr' '7 To luring you the lwest of wood. W6 f 22 You can rely on his integrity For the hest quality at the lowest price. 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