College of St Marys of the Springs - Yearbook (Columbus, OH)

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as I4 s as 44 358114 J ww I4 J N I4 4 N 44 f N 44 lg W 44, H141 . ' 4 w.v 'A'-v s.v v -is . mill' 6 llllllt Girl , ,as 1 tell you what, it ain't much fun if-'fl 1L,:f?: I To-jest as soon as supper's done, L Go right to bed and hear 'em all Laughin' and talkin' in the hall, While we little girls march upstairs A keeping silence after prayers. And 'tain't much fun to hear 'em say, Don't mind, you'll all be big some day,- 'Cause that what grown folks say to us- You mustn't cry and make a fuss, 'Cause children should be seen, not heard And jest obey 'thout a word. 'Course 'tain't much fun to have to walk Right past the big girls and not talk, 'Tendin' as if we didn't see Their 'lasses taffy plain's can be, And not look round as if to say, Wish I's was a big girl, too, to-day. It's fun, though, when we have a ball And dance down in the Study Hall: And wear our bestest dress and bows And look so nice in our party cloes That Mother finds it hard to say Who is the queen of Baby Day. And maybe you don't think it's fun To go out doors and laff and run And see the big girls lookin' sad, Jest like they thought it was too bad That big girls have to study hard While we eat lunch out in the yard. There's lots of things that ain't much fun, But just the same, when play is done, Our eyes keep winkin' slower an' slower, We put our dollies on the floor, An soon the tired dears shut their eyes An each one to doll dreamlandn flies. lt's then I tell you we are glad, If all day long we ain't been bad: 'Cause soon as we get into bed And all to God good-night have said, Our Prefect dear turns out the light , And comes and tucks us each in tight. And then she whispers kind 0' low At each white bed all down the row, God bless you, dear, and keep you His And that's the time-it truly is We're gladdest in our hearts to say, We're little girls at S. M. A. FRANCES LILLIAN MAGRUDER, Special --,,1.1L. --- , U92 Daisv Golden heart and snowy petals ' IV Of the free green lields and moors, Teach us lessons sweet and deep: ' D0 you know the three sweet virtues God's dear gifts to guard and cherish, ITTLE. daisy, starry blossom Y-L il -'. -limit! V6 God has set aside as yours? You are true and pure and humble. And your face so full of love Turns its trusting glances upward To the sunlit Sky above, Purity of soul to keepg Kindness on our way to scatter With a heart that feels for all, l-leavenward to turn our faces, Till life's closing shadows fall. PEARL CABLEQ Junior-Special 21

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ww Q ww ,wuz f wud 1 mug 3 Qsvuf , swag ,ying . :wtf . H Crip I0 lilgbldlld Park with Sil' ROQQI' dt GVQYIQV X Cfxfjxx NE hot afternoon I sat in our pleasant library poring dreamily over my books, in the vain endeavor to keep awake long enough 'NW f mmm to finish my character sketch of Sir Roger de Coverley. Sud- denly I was attracted by the loud and cheerful voice of a strang- er conversing familiarly with the maid in the hall. A moment later, the door opened and who should enter but the good old L11 knight himself. I have a mind said he, after greeting me with 'Y 5F,,,Cgi':fw,,, his customary heartiness, to see some of the famous parks of your city. Glad to be of service, I at once volunteered to T I ik? i' accompany him to Highland that afternoon and telephoned to the garage for an auto. Cn the arrival of the machine I motioned my friend to fol- low me, but glancing out of the door, he exclaimed They haven't brought the horses yet, only the coach is there. Thereupon I explained as best I could that the auto was run by electricityg yet in spite of my entreaties and assurances he could not be persuaded to get into it. Finally having examined and given a vigorous twist to every fixture on the machine, he caught hold of the bulb of the horn which instantly produced a loud and unexpected hunk causing the good old man to reel with fright. I took advantage of his bewilderment to push him into the seat beside me, and we were soon speeding on our way. When he had some- what recovered his breath, he began to shake his head, declaring that there certainly was some witchcraft in these autos and that for his part, he much preferred to see the horses. When we reached the park gate and alighted, the knight attracted much attention by following his usual custom of speaking to every one he met. Seeing some wags making mer- ry at his expense, I whispered a caution in his ear, whereupon he forbore this exercise of his benevolence. After a row across the lake which Sir Roger found excellently pleasant, we came upon a sign reading Lyceum Theater, Admission Five Cents. My friend expressed a de- sire to enter, saying it had been years since he had seen a good show. Accordingly we went into the dark building and groped our way to seats near the wall just below an electric fan. After the first scene, the old knight leaned towards me and whispered that there was a bird or something on the wall that made so much noise he could not hear a word the actors were saying. I explained to him that there really were no actors, that the performance was a moving picture show. He seemed puzzled, but was soon all interest and attention. In one picture a lady of middle age was obstinately turning a deaf ear to her lover's importunities. Sir Roger seemed much affected and muttered to himself, She'll never have him, I warrant you. She's another of those perverse creatures that secretly rejoice in the admiration of men, but indulge themselves in no further consequence. At last the performance was ended and the crowd was Hocking towards the exit. Sud- denly I missed Sir Roger from my side. and in my violent efforts to overtake him, I awoke with a start to find my tablet lying almost blank before me. Fl R ml m EDNA SNYDER, 'I4 20

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ml. .mai -A'l'QZlL- A-.L ii .Mmm A-Qi Jak ii Am Jim .A!'Q+l. Am clit Wllllidlll ot PQYPQIIIGI YOIIII7 6?,f Lf NE. of the most charming spots I have visited is Ponce de Leon Springs situated about fifteen miles from the picturesque Florida wwf Wfm village, De Land. We had been in this little rural paradise for about a week, when we determined to set out in quest of the much talked of springs. The day fixed for the trip dawned hot gl and oppressive, but this condition we accepted as inevitable and Ap! 1 ll began our joumey with philosophic, if with no other kind of cool- '5 I .... .,.. aw!! ness. QKWO: 'nf cada' f W ll - ll T' ':5,,g4wj.,-if 'T After climbing into a stage drawn by four sleepy horses, 'T X 5'3 7 we were driven for several hours through the pine woods, often actually creeping through the mammoth trees whose centers had been cut out to permit the passage of vehicles. The road over which we journeyed was of a peculiar, white, dry soil, reminding one of the sand of the sea-shore, and hardly ideal for a road-bed, so we lumbered along in two ditches made by the wheels of preceding coaches or perhaps by an occasional automobile. As we penetrated deeper into the woods, many lakes and ponds seemed to spring up. These were more or less swampy in character and dark, inky-green in color. Everywhere over the trees the moss Hung its graceful drapery with tantalizing suggestions of northern snow-wreaths. At last after a hot ride we arrived at the spring, which is in a grove of moss-mantled trees. A darkey of the real southern type hurried up to care for the horses, and during the time of unloading of the dusty stage, related to us the story of the naming of the spring. He had lived in this vicinity since boyhood, and had told every visitor of the place, as he now told us, that a Spaniard, who in our histories is called Ponce de Leon, had tramped wear- ily through the jungle in search of the Fountain of Perpetual Youth, which would make young again anyone who drank of its bubbling water and had at length found this fairy pool. We hurried to the Spring, which was as clear as a crystal, revealing in its depths hun- dreds of tiny white shells not unlike so many miniature looking-glasses. One curious thing about the water is that one part is lukewarm while another is icy cold. In the warmer portion there were several persons splashing and laughing, but noticing the arrival of our party, they started towards us and in doing so, came in contact with the colder water, a fact which they emphasized by sundry, piercing shrieks. Of course like everybody else, we were persuaded to drink of the wonderful restorer of youth, and departed hoping the charm would work well for us when need for its magic should arise. MARY FRANCES Mooizi-:, '14, 22