Chicago Normal School of Physical Education - Scarab Yearbook (Chicago, IL)

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Been Pl3YiQg.tl1e stock market lately, janet? I know you made a great haul lust month. Isn t t ' C 1 - - - V 1 great t mat women have finall h ? Ch ' ll all Street? To see who? Nlabel Gielow? SayYICZa1w-ihreioai FlibCBwoIard of Tagdj S ra e. She.hcsoggltlvsgllaljiglits ,to the desertypeople. Always good on hunchesf, U . ml SWIITI, Janet yelled yours truly tromping into the locker F001 . nu 7 ' 7 - . . better hurry if you re swimming in the 4 o'clock class said somebod in thin air. I looked up the steps to see Helen Paris giggling over her authorityy Hi, ole thing, whois in the next locker? lVinnie Parker did you win that tennis 111f1ICl1 IINS ?lftCI'I1OOI'1? If you didnit, don,t breath you can't afford tof, All thru the day I found myself running into thiat ole gang on Greenwood 'I In my evening mail I received a letter from Ed. Fritsch telling me of her demon- stration number. Her new school, The NIary Edyth Dancing Academy has made a great hit in the South. She wrote that now was tl t' l h bl ie 1me to gat 1er peac os- soms down there-and that she had seen Dee Slicker someplace on the Swanee River one nite last week, drifting along with a handsome boy from the Southland. I had forgotten that Dee was going to school at Vanderbilt. And as I understand it. Ed said Betty Binford was modeling in the debutante salon of Nlarshall Fieldis. My only comment is: I must run over and see if Betty is as college as she was at C. N. S. P. E. hIore dirt, Do Condon is in the 'Windy City. And to think I ate dinner at the Stevens last nite. She has charge of their wonderful recreation hall for the rich boys and girls. DH always did have a sweet way with the young ones. They are carrying out Nlr. Bo's marvelous ideas in Danish gymnastics: All the rage in the private schools in Chicago. Ed must have been on a tour. She did right well. Nelda jane Dover and Florence Bettleheim have written they are wild about Rome and think they'll drape themselves around the art galleries to try to become permanent fixtures. And they saw-ah-I might have known-Clara Hancq in Paree, demonstrat- ing on the stage tl1e American hflethod of Interpretive Dancing. Florence and Nelda jane are going to Denmark and I'm green with jealousy. Mildred Allen came over on the boat with Nlr. Bo's class. She always was so short. Mr. Bo insisted upon her correcting that and she's almost four feet now! Jeanette Bremer called me on the phone just then and wanted me to hear some of her theories on the psycho-analysis of a conscientious worker, Jeanette is a psychology instructor at Chicago U now and has some hi-Hy ideas. Too much for me. B. Goodnitel 'Where's that book? hfIarian Fernous' second book was better than her first, by a long shot. I nearly split a rib when I read, How to Get To An 8:30 Classf' Xlarianls column in the New York Times is a scream for the eagle. No foolin'l joe Burke has been begging me for the last month to come out and attend the I-nited Yoter7s Club of which shejs president, but I let Grace French take my car to the Derby so I can't go this week. That girl is just crazy about horses and spends all her time at that Riding Academy of hers. I told Grace to be sure. to see Tony llittgenstein. She's in Louiseville too, head of the Phys1cal Educat1on Department of Louiseville Public Schools. I want her to bring back some of those new ideas of Tony's about Playground work. Very good. H That book's lost for the present. Oh well, hereis the 'Sportswoman. I hope some of Grenith Graham's articles are in here. She writes so .very well. This IS a remarkable picture of hfiary Bacharach. She has dome some 1nterest1ng research work in Anatomy, while teaching at Columbia. Strange that I didn t know Inez Philpot was head of the United States Field Hockey Assoc1at1on-must have been elected recently. . . Ruth Brown and Charlotte Nlascione have opened up a beaut1ful new social service home in New York City. NIilly Galland and Ethel Ewing are d1rect1ng the vmnastic dancing class' Say they'd better stop and take the roll for Mr. gl c . ' 7 Teuscherg Section I Seniors! . 77

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SENIOR CLASS PRGPHECY A little wind sings sobbing tunes Like tired ancient crumbly ruins. A And yet I dream, as the hours rush by, Of memories' clouds high up in the sky. I wish I-were a kid again, said Dot Baxter, as she laboriously scribbled away on an editorial for The Blue Streak, Chicago,s pride. I thought,I had to work hard on that Scarab but that 'twas baby's play compared to this. If I were but a little bee I'd Hy way out to- H Dot, what rhymes with that? asked Ena Carpenter. I UC. N. S. P. E. mumbled Dot. And say, Carpie, you'll have to hurry with that 'Line O' Type or Two,. You're six seconds late already. . But the paper was printed on schedule time, per usual, and was standing on the corner reading the Sport sheet when I heard a most gracious voice say, f'Keep the change, sonny! I looked up in time to see Georgia lVyatt Wfhoozis pull away from the curb in a beautiful, blue roadster. Niz work Georgia! Is that one of your gentlemen friends from ole C. N. S. P. B? Oh, I just cawn't imagine where Georgia is! said a most distressed voice -at my elbow. And there stood lil Pauline Duffield wringing her hands like a sweet sixteen deb. And-and I promised the children we,d take them to the circus this afternoon! . It looked like rain to me so I got in my IQO8 Napoleon and drove over to the Chicago. The bill looked good, with Senchak and Brenisholtzn just off Broadway in a smart comedy of song and dance. I knew I was in for at least ten good laughs. But that wasn't the half of it! After I had enjoyed their wise cracks and decided to endure the rest of the show, I almost disgraced my family tree. Who should come tripping out of a beautiful golden door fthe B. 8: K. gigantic stage showj but Rose NIcNichol! She did the neatest toe-tap dance Ilve ever seen. She didn't miss a tap, W'apo! Nfy surprise was so great I almost yelled I-Ii, Rosie but suddenly remembered I was only a guest in the theatre, not the proprietor, as yet. B. 8: ICS novel idea of a girl directing the Merry Nfad Gang was the right cue. But after discovering that the leader was none other than Amy Schneider, the Rhythm Queen-I decided to look around the hffezzanine and see if I was up in Cenespe's balcony Cor dreaming-D. St. Loooo--is W'ooman-with your diamond rings- Could I ever forget that voice? With my eyes closed I knew 'twas Grace Lerch, and she brought the house down when she kept righton singing in that 'flonesome bluesw voice of hers and did cartwheels across the stage. I-Iere's how Grace! If I didn,t have a cork leg I'd try the same. ' Afraid to spoil that last number by something notihalf so good I left the show house to the bourgoise and drove over to the Y for a good swim. Your membership card, Miss demanded Janet Brochon in a stern voice. With those specs and six feet of height you,d ask the President's wife for a ticket to the inauguration. You sure gave me an awful scare, but that smile saved everv- thing. ' Dot Dolton signed me in for the next class and then hurried OH to give a talk at the I. W. A. C. noon luncheon. , Y You know, said Janet, that Anita Airlane will be here this evening to demonstrate those dives that won for her first place in the Olympics Is El Hartman with her? No? Has a ranch out in Texas with Pearl Ebin er? Ride 'em cowboy! Putting out some pretty classy rodeo's for Chicagoas sriiart P set eh. Allright gals-Powder River, shoot 'em up'. 76

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l I li I l I l l 1 ll l I! i I I l if I I E S I Too tired to read anymore. Phone for me. For the luvajweewt razberries. Helen Wagner, when did you get back from the golden coast? When are ypu going to stop going to school? You've got about three more degrees than Miss Musselman has right now. Did you see Winnie Wellman-out In Los Angeles? She's married, you know, and very much interestedlin teaching a kindergarten of her own. I guess the west was too much for Winnie, she had a grand position at the University of Southern California thoi, didn't she? Where did you say you ate dinner tonite? Out at C. N. S. P. E.? Marj Calkins plans the best meals, I'm afraid that girl will get fatter than we did under NIiss Daly's careful super- vision. Lissen, Waggie come on out for the nite. Stop at the HY on Adams and bring Dot Hall along. Shefll be ready to lock up the gym now, anyway, and tell her that Vic Strimic will teach swimming for her tomorrow. The Sacred Heart . School has a holiday tomorrow and Vic isn't busy. See you later-byel I I must .write that letter to Lonte Peterson before they come. Have owed it to her for a coon's age. Blust send her that Camp Book, she has left for her Camp in Michigan and I don't know her address. Oh Pete, what's da number, pleaz. , After the gals of '29 got together I found out that Jean Nlorrison was the big dance hit in the Broadway smash Hot Feet . Also Fran Rizzo in the same show does the clever impersonation of when grandpa was a boy -must see that. Arabella Orr, the dean at Kendall Hall for the last four years, isn't that grand? Yola Conte hostess at the Nlassachusetts? Good Heavens, why dinchatellme? I was down on Fifth Avenue last winter. And here's the best one of all-Mickey started out teaching and writing poetry as a sideline. That didn't last long however, and now she's married. And wait till I tell you-she lives out on South Shore and belongs to all the ritzy clubs in town. And her husband, my dear! He's perfectly gorgeous and owns everything from automatic tooth brushes to an island in the Pacific. Some People! Oh, little golden path that leads to Yesterday I beg to tread your gold again I would but stay. K ENTER TO LEARN- GO FORTH TO SERVE Are you squandering the present Spend all your time with play Thinking life a dream so pleasant That it always will be gay? You ARE WVORTIILESS IN THE STRIFEl Are you hoarding up your learning Keeping all that you have won Borrowing and not returning Taking all and giving none? You ARE LIVING HALF A LIFE! As you're learning are you serving Doing all that you can do Striving hard to be deserving Of the blessings come to you? You ARE HEI.PING IN THE STRIFE! Q 'F Oh dear Cenespe, how many Of t-hy youth will never swerve From this purpose formed in school life I And thine honor to preserve. Having entered school for learning l Will go forth the world to serve? ENA BETI-I CARPENTER FI 78 ll l I l.