Castleton State College - Castletone Yearbook (Castleton, VT)

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LITERARY ANTHOLOGY

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The Mrs. Fletcher Dutton Proctor Cup Marion L. Walker • • . 1926 Mabel S. Pratt . • . 1927 Mary K. Philips . • 1928 Anna E. Cullinan • . 1929 Marjorie T. Follansbee . 1930 • Vera I. Putney . • 1931 Elinor Holden . • . 1932 Rose M. Hillis . • 1933 Arda M. Whitney • . 1934 Rachel Hinckley • . 1935 Marie Colvin » . . 1936 Mary Lanigan • 1937 Arlene Chamberlain • . 1938 Each year since 1926 this cup has been awarded to the student who has shown during the three years most growth in personality, attitude toward the profession, spirit of service and achievement as a result of continuous effort. The Harriet Haskell Medal Anna E. Needham 1928 Mildred E. Richmond . 1929 Olive E. Harwood 1930 Mildred H. Parker . 1931 Elinor Holden 1932 M. Ilene Hannon 1933 John E. Larkin . 1934 Dorothy E. Orr . 1935 Robert Lorette . 1936 Polly-Anna Jones 1937 George Young . 1938 In 1928 the first Harriet Haskell Medal was awarded to the student, who, in the opinion of the faculty, during the three years, has best exemplified the highest ideals, spirit, attitudes and principles of the Castleton Normal School. sixty-six

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OF YOUTH AND AGE At dawn, Youth climbed the Eastern Cliff, Striding straight and strong To its top. There with head held high And arms flung outward, He prayed to his God For Conquest! And I painted his body against the morning sky. At dusk Age climbed the Western Cliff, Toiling, bent and weary, To its top. There with bowed head And folded hands, He prayed to his God For Peace! And I etched his figure against the evening sky. —Irene McClary, ' 36. MODERN JASON The fields ' foreshortened oblongs tip Beneath the swiftly scaling ship Careening through the pathless sky As straight as any crow can fly. The plane in undeflected flight Pursues its way both day and night. It sails through leagues of changeless blue While clouds obscure the downward view. Will Jason land on starry shore And bring such prize as Argo bore? At least we know that hearts have bled To find the path the comets tread. —Minnie Herrick Harwood. sixty-eight