Columbia University Teachers College - Tower Yearbook (New York, NY)

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1019 CLASS BOOK TEACHERS COLLEGE III. In United War Fundf, our boat came in first, We 'irefreshedn at our party till the Sophs almost burst- Then to refill our pockets, we showed some finance, And with many a flourish, pulled off-Senior dance. IV. So since We have shone on every thing, VVe are treating ourselves to one grand final fling, The Dean will receive us to bid us Godspeed, Then a trip up the Hudson with plenty of feed. V. On class day with speeches, We show We are Witty, At the garden party, We sit and look pretty We lunch at The Plaza, and those who are able To prove they're engaged will run 'round the table. VI. And some who are not-may heed the last call And put something over, the night of the ball. But-alas there's an end to the highest of flings, We come to commence and the parting it brings. VII. VVe leave with regret and a hope-very humble, That after weire gone T. C. will not crumble. And we must come back every once in a while, Guide faculty right, and keep ,em in style. X if 62 Hi- v H ii i P F Y l

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1919 CLASS BOOK TEACHERS COLLEGE UR return this year was a little less hilarious than had been the one of the year before, we were on the threshold of Grown-up Land. New duties lay before usg and we were sobered somewhat by the realization that our country was at war and that we must learn to do without many things. But despite this touch of soberness, Junior year retained its tradition of being the happiest year in college. As Freshmen we were green, hesitant, bullied! Our next year we were attacked by acute sophomoritis. Nobody could really love us-we were bats-neither Freshmen nor upperclassmen. The Senior year is wonderful but speeds so quickly by and the parting is so sad at the end that one cannot help feel that coming event cast its shadows before. However, as Juniors we had not only this year, but the next to be happy ing and We were! Lost a little at first without the guiding hand of ,17 to point the way, we soon realized our authority of caring for the new class of '21 and were well launched on our career of Junior-hood. Endeavoring to show that we could co-operate in all things, we bent our ener- gies and came out ahead of the other classes in the Student Friendship Fund campaign. The first part of our year was rather quietg we had the usual class parties and small affairs. But the crowning joys of the year lay ahead in April when would come our long- anticipated Junior VVeek. Due to war conditions we cut down expenses as much as possible, so a rather modest program was followed. Junior Week opened April 9, 1918 in a reception to the class by Mrs. Russell in her apartment. Our memories of that are of warm cordiality, yummy', re- freshments and a delightful afternoon in all. April 10th was the Junior play-given strictly in accordance with war ruling. VVe had no hired props nor costumes, but gave a simple little play called The Three Chauffeursf' after which we danced. Thursday evening our sister class gave us a party in the Kindergarten Room. This was the usual good time that we always have with them! April 12th was the Prom. This was held at the Hotel lVIcAlpin. VVords cannot do justice to such a gorgeous aHair, so let us on to the end of the week which terminated in a class luncheon given in the same hotel. One more drop was added to our cup of Golden Happiness, when for the third time running, 1919 won Field Day! With that feeling of content that the successful accomplish- ment of hard tasks gives, we went forth on our Summer Vacation with anticipation half- joyful, half-regretful of our last, our Senior Year yet to come! Qeniur knows anh imutns that she knutnsmreherence her I. And now we are come to our last year of college Covered with laurels and chuck full of knowledge, We beat basketball without batting an eye, And as usual, on field day we'll knock 'em sky high. II. E're at the meet, weire at last in the swim, And begin by giving the college a trim, For once we got started-why swimming's our line, And we drowned out old Barnard twenty-one-forty-nine. 61

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1919 CLASS BOOK TEACHERS COLLEGE l f 4+ jllilice anh 5181211 iBresenteh hp Smpbumure Qllazs uf Teachers' Qiullege Becemhet 14, 1916 CAST Mark Enibury . . . , . Irina T. Lowenstein Roger Goodlake . . Adelaide Rawson Captain George Lovell . . Edith Burnett Sir Harry Trimblestone . Elizabeth C. Rood Kit Baringer . Miriam Morris Peter . . Catherine VVaple Joanna Goodlake Elizabeth Allen Mrs. Deborah . Ellen Cochran Peggy . . Marie Dillon Matron . Rebekah Sheerer Beadle . . . . . , Mary Dugan Molly ............ Elsie Moress Orphans-lVIarie Dillon, Elena d'Hun1y, Elsie Livingston, Susan Swinburne, Constance Fender, Marion Scholz, Helen Ridley, Marion Mayer, Caroline McElhinny, Edna Eckert. Directed by ' Miss Bernadine Yunck lVIisfs Katherine Dabney Miss Helen Diller Since lVIice and lVIen was given for the purpose of enlarging the class treasury We were gratified to End that the proceeds, after the expenses of the production had been deducted, amounted to 8c! However the play proved to be so entertaining and was so enthusiastically applauded that one of the stars was forced to leave the stage to regain her composure! 63