Caskin School - Blue Moon Yearbook (Haverford, PA)

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THE BLUE MOON CHARLOTTE LOUISE COLES llcharfl Troy, Ohio Entered '25 Valedictorian '26 Hockey Team '25-'26 Blue Team '26 True wit is like the brilliant stone Dug from the Indian mine. WORD from the wise is sullicient if one ma twist a maxim and in this case n by , I sullicient to set us all into gales of laughter at just the proper moment, whether it be a dramatic moment or just a plain moment, we can count on Charlotte for the wit. The wiseness is self-evident. She is our valedictorian, well chosen and heartily applauded. just incidentally, she hails from Troy, Ohio, a city so gruesome that we might feel quite some apprehension about sending her home, but there are Princeton men in Troy, too, and what's a murderer or two to a Princeton man when Charlotte's safety is involved? Nor can we close without a mention of dramatics. Twice Charlotte has deserted her sex to play stronger roles, as it were, on both occasions she was knockout, In the Senior play we caught her herself again, and none the less dramatic. She ives us a lot ' h fi ld g in t at e , too. Neither will she quit our portals the same demure child she was at entrance. Long, wavy locks, smart earrings and countless gowns, quite rivaling Paquin, yet products of her own art, are among the big acquisitions. And wherever these same wavy locks go in the years to come, there will be warm thoughts waiting from all of us, won't there? You bet! Imvmsssiomsric Picrunez Apple blossoms on an oak chest. A Chrysler roadster. A purple glass jug. Fourteen

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THE BLUE MOON DOROTHY JOY LEDOGAR HDotI! Merion, Pa. Secretary junior Class '24-'25 Treasurer Senior Class '25-'26 Society Editor of The Blue Moon '25-'26 Gold Team '26 A nd her face so fair, Stirred with a dream, as rose leave: W ith the air. HO has big brown eyes, black hair, baby stare, petite figure, that schoolgirl complexion ? Yes, you've guessed right-none other than Dot. She was voted the prettiest girl in the Senior Class, and we all agree that she is. We cer- tainly do envy Dot her figure and the way she wears clothes-well, she just takes the prize. Imagine not having to worry about what you eat for fear it might make you fat! Dot is Treasurer of the Senior Class, and she fills the position admirably. If the dues are not paid on time Dot goes right out after the offender and makes her not only pay the dues, but the interest which has accrued. That's the kind of a Treasurer to be. Dottie certainly knows how to do things wright.' Dot was a boarder last year, but for some unknown reason she deserted our ranks this year to join the ranks of day pupils. I imagine that if we wanted to try hard enough to find some reasons for this change we would find that Penn dances and things are very important. Did you ever ask Dot what she was going to do next year? Well, you would probably get the same answer as we did, I don't know. Even if you don't, Dottie, we bet we could make a pretty good guess. Good luck and best wishes in whatever you may do. J IMPREssioN1s'rIc PICTURE: - A portrait by Zuloga. Peacocks on a marble terrace. VVorn-out silver slippers. Thirteen

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THE BLUE MOON ANITA RENEE KAUFMAN flNi,all New York City Entered '25 Literary Editor of The Blue Moon '25-'26 Blue Team '26 Knowledge is the foundation and source of good writing. 66 ITA! O Nita-where is your whatchamacallet ? We hear this wild call every hour of the waking day issuing out of room seven or eight--only to find that the watchamacallet is in its proper place-and maybe some dates or nuts or some such longed-for edible near it, to which you are perfectly welcome. Now, what do you really think of lklichael Arlen ? Again Nita shines 'cause there is no book or author or literary light that can hide under a bushel out of the sight of Nita, How she gets it is a mystery to the other poor souls, who have to rack their brains to remember who wrote 4'Grimm's Fairy Tales. But all joking aside, Nita is darn worth while, and we've decided that if she does get tucked away in some Idaho potato farm it will be over our dead bodies. You see, we are all concentrating on Cambridge and the law--who can escape that? Nita is not what you might call athletically inclined, but she is the best little rooter in the school, and when the teams hear her husky voice cheering for them they certainly give all they have. As far as we have been able to find out, Nita has only one failing. You see, she is French, and no doubt that is the reason Why cinnamon buns tempt her so. Whenever she is missing from our ranks, we can take it for granted that Mr. Mclntire has had a caller, and that caller spent her monthly allowance on those horrid buns. But you are always invited to join in on her bun orgies, so it really isn't a bad trait to have after all, and her very English air rawther outshines everything else around here, anyway. Yes! You've guessed it-we do think our Nita is a pretty O. K, specimen, and we're not afraid to tell the world so, either. IMPRESSIONISTIC PICTURE 2 Purple pansies in the sunlight. New York at midnight. A whippet race, sponsored by society. Fifteen