Cedar Grove Academy - Yearbook (Cincinnati, OH)

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CEDAR GROVE MISSION UNIT Catholic Sfmiemif' Qjfliffion Cmmole Premieur . . . Helen Winters Vice-Prefidenr . Rose Angela Fries 5i6CI'6'I'zIlf1' . . Marcella Bronstrop Trmmrer ...... Helen Boyle ln keeping with the missionary spirit which has characterized Cedar Grove in the past, our unit this year has shown a whole-hearted interest in all Crusade activities. On Thanksgiving Eve the study hall was converted into a beauty Shoppe where all the pupils, large and small, hastened to get a water-wave or a marcel. The success of this effort encouraged the officers to launch a larger enterprise in the form of a concert. A generous amount was realized which we donated to the projected hospital of our Sisters of China. Besides trying to aid the missions in a material way we have given spiritual help by offering Holy Communion, Mass and special prayers each month in order that the motto: The Sacred Heart for the World, the World for the Sacred Heart , may he gloriously fulfilled. M. B., '27 37

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51' be Clariftmzzs Sale Listen, dear readers, and you shall hear Of the Christmas sale of our Senior year. Our stately old hall looked bright and gay And portrayed our skill in its very best way. Helen and Verna and Mary Louise Artistically trimmed our Christmas trees. Julia and Mary hung mistletoe With bright green holly and many a bow. The booths were brightwith a silvery sheen, The finest booths we ever had seen. Each class had oceans of work to do And the busy hours just fairly flew. Catherine Herbers and Grace sold chances to all, Anna Marie and Helen the lotto did call. While Camille, and Vera, and Flora, and I, Sold edible dainties at prices quite high. Mary Horgan and Catherine helped entertain And did it so well that not a guest did complain. Our Freshies retailed the cake and ice cream, And the Sophs sold their sweets by the ton, it would seem. The Juniors had novelties arranged with great care, With their linens and laces none could compare. We Seniors had fruits, and jellies, and cake, And pies of the kind his mother would make. Altogether it was a ver successful affair, Thanks to the efforts ofy everyone there. And results now prove that we've won in the race Though brave twenty-six had set us a glorious pace. Marcella Bronstrop, '17 36

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moaned f ' HE reckoning day had come. On the morrow they would face the first exam. But why worry? Fifteen 1 Xia' km, . . . ' if-1:.,'YlkT'f'?XS hard-working girls-and bright QD-need harbor no anxiety about a trifling exam. Nevertheless, each .-seven?-SIA member of the illustrious class of '17 went home the night before groaning under a load of books. Candles flickered and sputtered until after midnight, when the weary Senior, thinking herself well fortified with ammunition for the coming encounter, sought her pallet of dreams. Drowsily she re- peated the Powers of Congress , the Preamble to the Constitu- tion, the Literary Lights of the 'Nineties, and the Eleven Ways of Expressing Purpose in Latin, and so s-he fell asleep. All too soon her peaceful slumbers were disturbed. Was that not the shrill sound of the alarm summoning her to the day's ordeal? Still half asleep she made a hasty toilet, grabbed a breakfast roll, kissed her mother good-bye and hurried to school, arriving there breathless at the last stroke of the bell. Dozens of girls were flying hither and thither in search of pens, ink, and paper. It had come. Examinations! The Seniors trying to maintain the dignity of all senior classes of past ages filed solemnly into the study hall. They took the desks assigned and smiled a thank you when they re- ceived their list of questions. A rapid glance at the test and every countenance registered surprise, consternation, despair. S. O. S. signals were frantically sent out in all directions to classmates marooned, alone, miles apart. Had the familiar old study hall been transformed into a desert island they could not have felt more desolate than they did when their repeated calls elicited no response but a slow shaking of the head. A series of fog-horn whispers started at that moment among the lower classes. What! the Seniors puzzled! So passed three lon hours. juniors, So homores and Freshmen finished their exams ant? left the hall triumpliantly, casting commis- erating glances upon the crest-fallen Seniors. Realizing at last that it was a question of sink or swim, the Seniors spent a few minutes in mental stock-taking and concluded that they could answer most of those uestions after all. Surely they knew that after the confla- gration of Troy, Aeneas and his men crossed the Delaware and entered the Sicilian desert through the English Channel. Eighteenth Amend- ment? Oh yes, the ratification of that amendment drew the World War to a close on july 4, 1776. Of course it was Don Quixote who figured as the hero in Daudet's La Belle Nivernaise . There was one thing of which they were absolutely sure, namely, that the 38