Connecticut Froebel Normal School - Yearbook (Bridgeport, CT)

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C0'Il'N,CCtiC1lif Froebcl Normal 19 PROPHECY- CLASS OF 1922 f' SUPPOSE I should follow in the pa.th of my predecessors by falling asleep and dreaming but first let me say I was greatly worried when I found il , myself Class l rophet . The truth is, t.his worried feeling did not last very lo11g. I felt confident that some good fairy would appear before the ap- pointed timc, and with this end in view I dismissed it entirely from my mind. Somehow time has a way of flying when one does not want it to. Finally I awoke to the fact that there were but a few days left. for me to write my prophecy. Naturally I wanted to begin, but try as hard as I could-Nothing came to my rescue. Hours and hours of weary thinking, still no inspiration. Telephone call-Automobile ride. Once more the prophecy was laid aside. I 'was on my way to New Haven and in passing Avon Park, there was a band of gypsies camping. Out of the nowhere into the everywhere a gypsy seemed to spring up before me. Lady, let me tell your fortune or gaze into the crystal and know your future. My Prophecy -I told the gypsy about it, she said she also had the power of transmitting spirits and could place me wherever I wanted to go. I was to concentrate my thoughts on Bridgeport and the Class of 1922 . Before I knew it I was on Main Street. Looking around, my eyes fell upon a big glaring sign in red letters. Go-ing Out of Business Bairgaiozs in everything from pins to brlihilng suits Step inside Ladies. Look . Pins reduced to 10c a package, you can 't get stuck. Ladies' bathing suits-cut to almost nothing, Then take the bargains home with you. I stepped inside to look around and to my utter surprise, who was in charge but Marion Kingg she was so busy in passing out the bargains that she did not- have time to ta.lk to me. I promised to come back later to see her. I left the store and was walking down Main Street, who should I meet but Ruth Young dolled up like a circus horse in the latest fashion. During our conversation she told me she had been ma.rried three times and in July she would celebrate the fourth. I always knew Ruth had taking ways with the boys. She also told me -Miss Mary and Miss Inez had started i11 1930 on a tour of the world, in their little fiiver and would be gone from three to five years. They are always anxious to receive reports of the progress of their former pupils, carrying on a real postal exchange with them. After leaving Ruth I decided to go to the theatre and to my surprise I discovered Elsie Clark and Lilyan Drew as the star headliners. Elsie tripped the light fantastic which was always her favorite stunt, while Lilyan played on the piano and sang some of the old time nursery rhymes, such as, Jack and Jill , Sing a song of six pence , etc. On leaving the t.heatre I decided to walk down Main Street and see the changes that time had wrought.

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18 Year Book There are stages in the life of your child that need especially careful super- vision and watching on your part, and knowledge on the part of your child. Know, Mother dear, that these stages are all intertwined and connecting and each bears upon the other so that the continuity of life and nature is never broken nor disturbed. The earthly destiny of man is to make his own life a, whole, and to understand the wholeness of all life. This explains the unity of the life God has given to the world and the sense of duty for all to retain. Have you noticed, Mother, the careful and select placing of all things out of doors? Everything that God has placed is in perfect order, everything where it should be and nothing to mar it, unless thru some misdeed of man's. So too, must our homes be-in perfect orderg and we should go thru life striving with all that is in us, to make ours and those with whom we come in contact, a more perfect, pure, untainted life of peaceful happiness with God and man,- to fill our place in this great world,--to find that place where G-od meant us to be, and to do our best in fulfilling the duties and work which he has destined for us. -Flavimzi E. B1'en.mm-, '22. TRUE REST Rest is not quitting The busy careerg Rest is the Iitting Of self to one's sphere. 'Tis the hrook's motion, Clear without strife, Flitting to ocean, After this life. 'Tis loving and serving The highest and best: 'Tis onward, uuswerving, And this is true rest. -Goethe.

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20 Year Book Glancing out State Street I noticed that something was happening, there was a. large crowd of people in the middle of the street. Not wishing to miss a trick, I followed the crowd. When the police had pushed the people back to the curb, I saw the cause of the excitement. Perched upon a soap box was Flavian Brennan, dressed in male attire, making all sorts of motions and shouting, HThis is the age for women, Down with the men. IVC women want our rights. Can you imagine our dainty Flavian in such a position? Near Broad Street I happened to see Olive Paige standing in a doorway. I received a cordial welcome from her, a sign attracted my attention. Paige 's Matrimonial Bureau. Olive brought me into her private office. I just had to stand still and look around, the walls were covered with drawings a11d pictures of her past beauxg she seemed to quite enjoy this workg to her it was much more interesting than teaching, she only tried this as an experiment and wanted to be sure that she had the right one before settling down for good and keeps to a partner for life. I asked her if she knew what became of Helen Smith. Whj', she has opened a loan office just around the corner on State Streetg she decided to try lending instead of borrowing. I-Ielen soon found out lending was a virtue, while borrow- ing was ai habit. You remember Marion VVeed, she has become a lady of leisure, has a different colored car for each and every day of the week, she made a great deal of her money dabbling in stocks and bonds and real estate in Stepncy. She linally retired to leave the teaching field open to future graduates. I left Olive because I was to meet Elizabeth Coughlin at the Stratticld Hotel at three o'clock. On my way to the hotel I purchased a newspaper. NVhile waiting for Elizabeth, I looked through the news of the day and found that Ruth Drew was the chief advertiser in the P2l.p01'. k IVanted, A Husband. ' was the beginning of her Had , followed by several columns of what he should and should not be. He should also wear knickers, jazz oxfords and a long raecoon coat, regardless of season or.how he got it: no objections to this dream man smoking cigarettes continually. In my estimation such an individual never existed. I was told that this adn had ,appeared continually for several years. It brought not a single reply or proposal. On the page opposite in big black letters I read- Mothers, Give Your Children A Chance Piano and Vocal Lessons by the Famous Mlle. Kathleen Ryan S56 Per Hour. Special attention given to small children. This conspicuous ad proved that Kathleen made good use of her talent.