Cedar Grove Academy - Yearbook (Cincinnati, OH)

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be Senior T151 J ETNQL 'mix' HE Senior Dramatic Club, under the direction of Miss Cecelia Hennessey, of the College of Music, presented 1 L? two one-act plays on the evenings of May 31 and June I. Eifvkyavj The first of these, The Freshman Initiation was a ,-s-,veff-fu!-. very clever comedy, well cast and well acted. The plot centered around the mild hazing of a Freshman who later was introduced by the Principal as the new instructor of the English Department. The curtain closed on a group of chagrined Seniors. FRESHMAN INITIATION THE CAST Peggy Vernor .... MARCELLA BRONSTROP Barbara Jergens . . GRACE SCHWEER Constance Cary . . HELEN WINTERS Jane Ray . . ANNA MARIE VEHR Cecile Rose . . VERNA JEAN ROSEN Miss Romney . . . VERA LEISTNER Mrs. Cole . . . MARY LOUISE AUFDEMKAMPE Sonia ....... MARY MCGURK CRANFORD DAMES An adaptation of Mrs. Gaskell's Novel THE CAST Miss Matilda Jenkyns .... MARY HORGAN Mrs. Jamieson . . . FLORA ENDERLIN Mrs. Forester . . . CAMILLE VOELKER Miss Mary Smith . . . HELEN CONNELL Miss Pole . . . . CATHERINE FLANNERY Miss Betty Barker . . GRACE SCHWEER Martha ...... CATHERINE HERBERS Peggy ........ JULIA HEALY Brides: ANNA MARIE VEHR, VERNA JEAN ROSEN, MARY LOUISE AUFDEMKAMPE. Bridesmaids: MARY MCGURK, VERA LEISTNER, JULIA HEALY, GRACE SCHWEER, MARCELLA BRONSTROP, HELEN WINTERS. 58

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Fine, broke in Catherine Flannery, vainly poking into the depths ofa not too orderly desk in hopes of finding that unwritten theme which she was expected to read to the class, if you are going to study commercial art, Helen, I'll employ you to sketch all the houses and lots I am oing to sell. Someone told me, when they heard me trying to sell afs for the Annual, that I would make a good auctioneer of real estate. What are you going to be, julia? I? Why I am going to raise the dust of the centuries and become the Price Hill librarian. So you want to continue browsing in literary lields, do you? said Mary Horgan from her place at the window where she was watching John as he pushed the lawn-mower, Well, I'll test your ability, as well as your patience, when I call to get the latest books for my story-telling hour. Oh, so you're going to confine your story-telling to an hour, are you? We remember a time years gone by when you used to weave fairy tales all day long, said Grace vigorously brushing the type- writer. What are you going to be, Verna? said Anna Marie smiling at that diligent young lady who was actually practicing on her desk a difficult passage of her fifteen-day piece. Oh, I've been thinking that when my concert tour brings me to Cincinnati, I'll offer my services gratis to aid all your high-flown ambitions. You always were charitably inclined, Verna, said Mary McGurk, but now let me tell you how I've planned to serve you. When you are all forty-and fat-I shall 'lift' your faces, and renew your loveliness at my fountain of youth, for I intend to become a beauty culturist. If you girls really mean what you say , said I, you have solved a big problem for me, for I'll just write it all down and hand it in to the editor as our 'honest-to-goodness' class prophecy. And so I did. Mary Louise Aufdemkampe, '17 57

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In the quaint setting and costumes of the early nineteenth century, the ladies of Cranford came to life again on the Cedar Grove stage. They sipped tea at Miss Matty's, played cribbage, and chatted about Miss Barker's cow that fell in the lime pit. Cranford society was so well portrayed that were Mrs. Gaskell in the audience she would have recognized her characters immediately. Mrs. Jamieson and Carlo were the center of attraction and when Miss Pole, the village gossip, and the poor deaf Mrs. Forester got together they spoke of ittle else but Mrs. jamieson's elegant economy , and her brother-in- law, the great Earl of Glenmire. Many were the allusions to the one man who lived-and alas, who died-in Cranford. Lady Glenmire's marriage gave rise to severe criticism, yet many of our Cranford dames betrayed not a little envy of the fortunate Mrs. Hoggins . The old-fashioned bridal procession formed a picturesque close to the play. Enebeentfnent Sunlight filtering slowly thru blue stained glass Filling a hallway with ghostly twilight, Making a statue seem to breathe, Increasing one's faith in miracles, Doors opening, releasing cascades of children's laughter To flow into the twilight. Changing a convent hall into an anteroom of the angels, All on a dismal, rainy afternoon! To the Sirtere of Clmrigf, in whore borne CCedezr Gravel tim' was inrpired. Edward A. Byron, February Io, 1917. 59