Connecticut College - Koine Yearbook (New London, CT)

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Scene 2. Campusout-of-doorsJuniors seen going around in two's, looking worried. Sophomores seem to be turning up in various places where they are least expected. Searches under stone-walls, poking at bushes and regarding suspiciously all dark corners. Suddenly there is loud wailing heard as from a distance Sophomores look joyful. Somebody remarks: It's found. Sounds of glad cries are heard with moaning and weeping. Juniors look frightened. Enter more Sophomores, yelling in derision, We've got your mascot. Juniors stand horror-struck. Curtain. Scene 3 about a month later. Juniors seated in Thames Hall dining-room. All wear an air of blissful anticipation. Enter the Sophomores disguised as Indians. A large pie is placed before the Junior President. When the pie is cut, the long lost mascot is once more revealed in all its glory. With shouts of joy the Juniors once again receive their Totem Pole, which will never more be left un- protected to fall into the ruthless hands of strange peoples. Curtain. Act 111 As curtain raises, Juniors and Seniors are revealed, seated in a large room, set as for a luncheon. The Senior mascot, the Good Fairy, is placed near the mascot of 22, the Totem Pole, both of which are to witness the time when rivalry is to be laid aside. As the pipe of peace passes from hand to hand, a pledge of friendship between '21 and 22 is made, and peace between both is forever more to reign. Curtain, Act IV TimeMaytime, Curtain raises on a scene which is far dif- ferent than any vet witnesseda scene where butterflies float, where music is heard, where all is happinessit is the Junior Prom. The room is decorated with a canopy of green laurel from which are suspended butterflics. Gowns of all hues are displayed which add to the general air of brightness and beauty. The music seems to bewitch everyonethe room is a veritable kaleidescopecolors whirl before one's eyes in a dizzying maze. Faster and faster whirl the couples, faster and faster goes the music, until with a loud bang, it ceases. But only to begin again after a brief pause and so, on goes the dance until at length the strains of Home, Sweet Home float gently on the air, proclaiming that '22's last big event of the year's at end. CurtainThe End. M. C. SmitH, Historian. 27

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et . 1s with a circus. The large tent imagination has to ii-ft:;e?iezgi?some extent, is filled with spectators f rom Quaker Hzi!l and Bolleswood Hollow. Sounds: Catcalls, stamping of fFet, -er.-unchi-ng of peanuts. General atulosphere-o.ne r.:f' e:fpectatmn. i?dstumes of spectatorssimple to the extreme simplicity is the key- -i-;;:;te,.of drama now gingham aprons, muddy bqots, ragged straw hats, etc., predominate off stage said audiet-me is really tl:;e Clas.s of 24 but tonight they are poor hard-working farmer's with their equally hard-working wives who have come to see this yer '22 One-Ring Circus what's been advertising for a month, Music is heard off-stage, a hush falls over the crowd. Children's eves pop wide open. Si Jenkins forgets to look hen-pecked for a minutehis wife forgets to jaw him. Enter-'22's wonderful One- Ring Circus, musicians leading who draw exquisite tunes of melody from combs and tin-pans. Menagerie followselephants, giraffes, trained seals, clowns caper about, then come the fair tight rope walkers the Gold Dust Twins, trapeze performersall of which are kept in order by the handsome ring master who violently snaps his whip, when he is not flirting with the ladies. Sperry always was an awful devil! The policeman has his hands full for the next few minutes endeavoring to keep small boys from being trampled on by the elephant. The show beginsanimals perform their tricks; clowns keep everyone in spasms; hearty Haw! Haw's resound through the tent. Ringmaster roars at everyone and everybody. As the wonderful Circus comes to an end, and the performers march off-stage, the house is rocked by a storm of applause. Curtain. Act II Scene 1. Takes place in the city proper of the metropolis of New London at its rendezvous of the elitethe Mohican Hotel. Curtain raises on a large room arranged for a banquet. Tables are set with' silver and fair damask poets license, the whole room is filllied with a soft glow from many candles. '22 and its honorary mt?mbers are here assembled. In the center of the table stands a vellfed object toward which all look with reverence and awe. A slow Indian chant is played, the veiled object is revealed in all its glory as thf: mascot of 1922, the Totem Pole. All stand and with glasses raised, toast this sacred emblem of the Junior Class. Curtain. 25

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CLASS POEM High Hill and Singing Winds with Silver River Where dwell the fairies of the wood and streams, Where comes the shy young moon of haunting whiteness To shower upon the earth its softening beams, Oh, trees with lifting arms and pleading branches, Oh, wooded nooks where timid flowers spring, Enchanted place of sunshine's faming glory, O'er thee the Song of Youth will ever ring, Oh, Alma Mater, home of great endeavor, Where hopes are born and aspirations high, The Spirit of the crested hill is with thee, The music of the singing winds is nigh. We praise thee for thy gracious understanding, For inspiration and for wisdom rare, For giving of the Beauty that is in thee. For showing us the worth of all things fair, Though far from Singing Winds and Silver River Thy Spirit, Alma Mater, lead us still To strive in thy fair name for deeds of greatness And striving all thy vears with FFame to fill, The beauty of the Hilltop Hig To clearly light our eyes, And over every trouble The music of the Singi h be with us d soul and weary, 1g Winds sound low. Marre ANTOINETTE TAYLOR, 28