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

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uf jwll will Wulf , NSW U NWI! e jwll i WW 7 N444 UN fllllllldl RCIYQGI This year the three days before Palm Sunday found us in retreat, and certainly no time 'could have been better chosen for prayer and meditation than these three days pre- ceding that sadly-joyful feast that heralds the passion of our Savior. Our minds and hearts turned easily then to things spiritual, and we felt a ready zeal to practise what was enjoined. Silence, of course, was profound, and it was indeed edifying to see a hundred or more merry, if not noisy, girls so sober and recollected. Father M. J. Foley, O. P., conducted the exercises, and it is our belief that had the Sisters searched the world over they could not have found a more interesting or more sym- pathetic instructor. He seemed to know and appreciate the temptations which a young girl continually meets, and, in his conferences, always had the right word in the right place on the ways to avoid these pitfalls. There were four conferences daily. and though of all thirteen delivered, no two were alike, all centered on one theme: To be good is to be happy. None were long enough to be tiresomeg in fact we usually drew a disappointed sigh at the close, so short had the time seemed. It is safe to say there was not one girl present who did not come out of retreat with a firm resolution to correct her faults and do all in her power to attain the stand- ard of womanly virtue held up to her by this zealous and broadminded Dominican Father. Former pupils who attended the retreat were: Misses Margaret Anawalt. Bernette B0ylan, Mary Magruder, Marie McGrath, Neva Newark, Helen Robinson, Mary Morath, Gertrude Connors, Eileen Connors, Gertrude Rauch, Nellie McGowan, Evangeline Wol- fel, Mary Brosmer and Stella Lawler. HELEN LEWIS. ' I 3. 1-1- . ullll'0l'll1S Come aid me. Muse, this day to sing The banishment of everything That us did individualize. Apart from lineaments and size. That liat who would ever guess That made us uniformly dress? . Necks high, sleeves long, skirts amply wide Dame Fashion's laws quite set aside. Yet troubles were not ended there, Next came the orders 'bout our hairg Rats scampered off and hid away ln exile 'till Commencement Day. Initiated only knew How on each head long curls soon grewg The metamorphosis was done: Our student body was as one. Time was when we each other knewg Now we must stop to ask. who's who. For everyone looks yust the Same- We thank our stars weve each R Hamel GRAcE Tl-IIMMES, 'I 3 51

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xwlc :wif , WIC . :Wil . guy: . swf swf r ww your p llittle miss Goobergrabbler at St. marv's Little Miss Goobergrabbler left her home in the sunny South to live at St. lVlary's where it snows, and blows, and rains for six months every year, When she entered on Sep- temher ll. l9l l. she theught She W0t-ltd never find herself in such a big place, but when all the girls got in, there wasn't any too much roorn for her. The first great trouble there was making her bed and dressing her hair. With the prefect's help, she soon learned to smooth 0Ut the wrinkles and tangles. Of course she got homesick, but she swallowed her tears, for she did n't want anybody to know. It seemed to her hCllS Were fttl8h18 att the ttme 'c0nvent'bells, school bells, door bells and 'phone bells-it all made her think of a piece in her Language Book, about bells, The man that wrote it could write more about bells, if he lived at St, Mary's, Geehergrahhlel' get three things at SCh0od-squelchings, deductions and measles. She deserved all the squelchings, although she did not feel them so very long and did not get so very many. Deductions hurt on Assembly Day, but this was soon over. Perhaps, though. when Little Goobergrahlvler is Mrs- Somebody and brings her little girl to school and somebody tells about those deductions, they'll Count hard. Measles hurt worst and lasted t0D8C5t- Eight Gifts had to Stay ill H Ct-ark Y00m and have measles for two weeks. The red- Ctel' they sol- the maddet' they felt, until they were mad all over. But they found there are some nice things even about measles, for everybody was good to them and they got the best of everything. Reading, writing and arithmetic are the same North and South, but some teachers are more particular. Little Goobergrabblefs Writing when she came was enough to scare the witches, but after she sat up to the desk and made rolls of smoke and rows of strokes and other things on a hundred sheets of paper, she got l0O per cent in writing. Although she hated the failures and the work, success came at last. By this time she had learned that everybody has to work hard if he wants to get along. The Sisters are always talking about character. Goobergrabbler hopes hers will soon be formed, as she would like to know what she will look like when she gets it. They say it is all inside, but it will show in your actions. The books don't say anything about it, but there's many things besides studies at St. lVlary's-there's dancing parties, plays, concerts, musicales and especially there's retreats. Perhaps these things make character some way without just saying so. Little .Miss Goobergrabbler was eleven when school opened in Sep- tember: when it closes in June she will be twelve. The longer she lives, the wiser she gets. MILDRED SWAF F ORD, Sixth Grade. 1 slr' 5' ' f:-1191 ' X S sl 50

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ww 3 mmf f ,mug V Qwff 5 ,twig rising 5 :wif ' fixing f wwf - y r Zbronitles Uisil of the Seniors to the Home of mr. In. S. Zonnors The visit of the Seniors to the beautiful new home of Mr. M. S. Connors on the thir- teenth of October was the first of the pleasant social happenings of the year l9l l-IZ. The weather was idealg and shortly after dinner, the party set out in two divisions, one for a brisk walk through the bracing autumn air and the other for a no less exhilarating ride in which the class president, being from the country, had the privilege of driving the spirited steed Maud. From some unaccountable reason connected with horse or driver, the occupants of the vehicle and the pedestrians reached their destination almost at the same moment. They were warmly welcomed by the genial host and hostess and given free range of the beautiful house and grounds, an advantage of which they were not slow to avail themselves. After a consider- able time spent in the ballroom, the guests started on an explorigation tour of the exterior. They tried all the swings, petted the horses and dogs, and examined the vegetable garden: they made the acquaintance of the wonderful white Orpington chickens and heard all about their pedigree, their eccentricities, and loving little traits of character. By the time these things had been investigated, the remaining members of the Connors' family had congregated, and when everybody had met everybody else, Mrs. Connors invited all to the dining room where a dainty luncheon was served. Full justice having been done to this, it was time for St. Mary's Seniors to h omeward wend their unwilling way. For those who had walked the wending had its compensations, as Mr. Connors placed his auto at their service. Of course for days afterwards, the Seniors talked of the happy event and rejoiced in it as a good augury for the year. Q f '7 5 BLANC:-in DUNLAP. 'I2. BGIIOWYQII DJIICC Hallowe'en was as usual celebrated with one of the big parties of the year. The Seniors were in charge of the affair which was distinctly successful. The festivities began at six o'clock with the customary banquet. After this, all repaired to the study hall which had previously been cleared for dancing. The orchestra furnished excellent music and at the end of the sixteenth dance, all responded to a welcome summons to the lunch room to be regaled with cider and ginger-bread. After this diverting intermission, dancing was resumed and kept up until a late hour, when all retired with voluble thanks to their hostesses for a very happy evening, and with no less fervent inward gratitude that the morrow being a free day would be a fitting occasion for a long sleep. P475 ' BLANC:-ua DUNLAP, ' I 2. BJDUSIIIS What do you desire? Will you be baptised? Your name il . Thus were the three little aspirants to the Catholic faith interrogated by the convent chaplain, Father Pendergast, 52