Downingtown High School - Our Year Cuckoo Yearbook (Downingtown, PA)

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18 THE CUCKOO filter! £ txtmi Mary Sener, She was a young girl of the ’teen age, living in Bridgeton, N. J. She had blue eyes, fringed with long lashes, and as merry and twinkling as the stars on a very dark night. Her hair was yellow and hung in long curls down her back. But all this is not as important as her name, which was Marjory Lee Brown. At this age you know it’s most exasperating when you put your hair up and lengthen your skirts, to hear someone say: “Hello, kid! Come out and play ball.’’ And something inside of you makes you want to go; but then you suddenly remember you’re 'sixteen,’ a young lady now, not a tomboy. If you want to gain the boys’ respect you must refuse. Marjory had a twin brother, Tom, who was as much a favorite with the girls as Marjory was with the boys Torn went to many parties, and always took Marjory with him. However, the seldom returned together. Tom always accompanied some other girl home, while Marjory was escorted home by one of her many gentlemen admirers, but more often by Jack Riggs. Now, Jack was Marjory’s beau, and a very nice one at that. One of those slow and easy ones, but, nevertheless very faithful and loving. He bought her books and flowers, and never forgot to remind her of her birthday with some little remembrance. But, like all lovers, they had a quarrel Jack went to a party to which Marjory was not asked, and took another girl home. Marjory thought it mean of Jack to go when she was not asked; but why shouldn’t he have a good time? She refused to see or have anything to do with him for a month, which nearly broke his heart, and Marjory’s, too. She said he ’22. should be the first to speak; but finally Marjory’s mother showed her that she was in the wrong, and the quarrel was soon patched up. The next year Tom and Marjory finished high school and looked forward to going away to school together. But autumn found Tom with a scholarship at Yale, and Marjory attending Bucknell. Now, Jack Briggs also graduated from high school with Tom and Marjory, but he started in business for himself, that he might be ready for Marjory when she came out of college. It happened that Marjory’s roommate at college was a girlhood friend of Jack’s, and she could not say enough about him. All this tended to make Marjory jealous, although her roommate declared they were only friends. One day Tom came to visit Marjory, but found she was out of her room. In the meantime he was well entertained by Bessie Jones, Marjory’s roommate, and found her to be a pleasing companion. When Marjory returned she introduced her brother to Miss Jones, which wfas hardly necessary, for they had already introduced themselves, and Tom was very much smitten with Bessie. After this memorable visit to Bucknell. Tom, accompanied by Jack Briggs, often turned their footsteps in this direction. They were invited and went to all the dances and social events of the i school. School was to close the 29th of May. and commencement followed shortly. They decided that June 20 would be a nice time for a double wedding, after which Marjory would be Mrs. Jack Briggs, of Bridgeport, N. J., and Bessie would be Mrs. Thomas Brown, of the same place. ■D.H.S.. (§ur Fmtr Ifrara Leona M. Lightcap, ’20. I remember, very clearly. When we entered our old high How the other classes giggled. And we sat and looked on shy. But that was the first day only. Bolder and more fresh we grew. When the Sophomore class we entered Less foolish tricks we’d do. Then the third year, we were Juniors, (Most of us, I mean to say) Then we acted more like students And proud we grew each day. Now we’re called “Smart Seniors” By other classes in school, i And would not think of breaking i Our strict and rigid rules.

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THE CUCKOO 17 fftarjurfe'a GDriginality Mary Bane, ’20. Marjorie Carter was disgusted with everything and everybody. She was tired of being only one-third of a girl, and being dressed like her other two sisters, even to the color of the shoes. Her mother was a very kind woman, and she took pride in dressing her three daughters alike, because they were triplets and looked so much like each other. Marjorie liked to be different, and even when she was small she declared she hated to see her image every time she turned around. She got along fairly well until she started to high school Then her patience was tried every day. because she was taken for her other sisters and had to take all the punishment for the whole three, although she was the quiet one and the other two were very mischievous. But she kept striving on through all the torments and punishments which her two sisters should have received, and the end of the fourth year found her salutatorian of her class. One evening about the middle of April, when she came home from school, she found a letter from her Aunt Tabitha, who lived in California, saying that she would send each of the three girls a graduation dress. This gave Mar jorie much pleasure, for she thought to herself that for once she would not have to wear a dress like her two sisters, for Aunt Tabitha would hardly think it nec-esssary to get all three dresses alike. For the next three weeks Marjorie enjoyed life and anxiously waited for the dresses to arrive. A few days before the dresses came she received a letter saying that their aunt was coming to see them graduate, and she had decided to take one of the girls back home to live with her. Of course, each one started to gather her things together, to try and look her best, and Marjorie looked eagerly forward to seeing her dress. At last they came; but, oh 1 what a disappointment for Marjorie, for there in the box lay three white ruffled organdie dresses, as pretty as a picture, but all three alike. She was so disappointed that she could not eat any supper, and went up to her room to study without her usual cheery word for the family. But although Marjorie tried hard to study, she could not concentrate her mind; and at last, closing her books, gave herself over to thought. She sat thinking for over an hour. Then, suddenly jumping up, she exclaimed: “I’ll do it; that’s just the idea. But there’s no time to lose.” Then she went downstairs and played the piano as loudly as she could until bedtime. The following weeks were busy ones 11 the Carter home, and no one noticed that Marjorie was seldom around. At last commencement day arrived and everything was bustle and hurry The girls’ dresses were laid side by side on the bed in their room. When it came time to dress. Aunt Tabitha, who had arrived the day' before, said she would help them. And Marjorie asked if she might go to the spare room to dress. Her request was granted and, gather ing up her belongings, she ran to the room. She dressed so quickly that she was ready before the rest and was waiting quietly in the hall, with her coat on when they came down. At last the exercises had begun and it was Marjorie’s turn to appear. And she wondered what her mother and aunt would say when they saw her, and if Aunt Tabitha would be very cross. Fot she did not have the white dress on, but a very' pale pink, so pink that it looked white, of some fine, silky-looking material. It was trimmed with ruffles and she looked very pretty as she stood on the platform. But her mother was astonished and declared it was not Marjorie, while her aunt only smiled. Somehow she finished and retreated, feeling that she would never see California. When the commencement exercises were over and the family were going home not a word was said concerning her dress. But when she reached home and removed her coat her mother demanded an explanation. Then she told her mother how tired she was of being only a third of a girl, and how she thought one evening of a plan for being dressed differently for once in her life, if never again. She said she happened to think of that piece of goods, which her mother had used in making the lining of a new silk quilt about a month before. It was not very suitable for this, but as there was not enough material to make three dresses. she had decided to use it for this until some time when she got something Continued on page 35

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THE CUCKOO 19 Shuar s rnuira I. H. Haines. ’20. I. I know a preacher’s daughter Who hates to go out in the rain. But just as love will have it. She will go anywhere with Cain. Edith’s thoughts are in the South, Where the sun with all its luster Shines on a bright young laddie Whose name is Hallan Usher. John Powell’s a sturdy lad, Who would wander from land to land Just to get in Dorothea’s sight And hold her willing hand. While speaking about Dot Moore, Her face, always garlanded with mirth, Looks up into Johnnie’s face, Says: “You’re the only one on earth.” Clara is always laughing, Who in play is sometimes scrappy. Why ever should she worry, As for that, she’s always happy. Pauline is our chief giggler. Who giggles all the time. Throughout the corridors at school Those giggles ever chime. Olive’s always studious. Who lingers in the church lobby. She'd give up any other thing To get in touch with Dolby. Arundel is very anxiously Waiting for school to expire. That she may never work again Is her only one desire. The brightest one in our class Is Mary Eppehimer. The way that she has studied Has made her an oldtimer. The night was dark and gloomy, Mary Bane was wandering far. Out peeped a shining little star, Said: “Oh, how fat you are!” II. “Shine, Mister Sun. In de bright blue sky.” Stough’s a-singing. And his voice am high. “Breezes am blowing. And de skies am bright.” Leona’s ne’er hungry. And likes much to fight. “Once in the dear, dead Days beyond recall”— Margaret smiles as George’s eyelids fall. “Just a song at twilight, When the lights are low.” Says Kay to Harlan: “Why do you have to go?’’ “Still to us at twilight Comes love’s old song.” Hoffman, sighing, said: “Those four years were long.” “Should auld acquaintance be forgot, And never brought to mind?” Should auld Myrtle be forgot, Her basketball days sublime? “For Auld Lang Syne, my friends, we meet,” For days of auld school facts. We’ll have a thought for Hathaway As well as Esther Ax. “In the sky the bright stars glittered,” On the “roads” the pale moon shone And ’twas from the ’lummi banquet Arthur had seen Mabel home. And for bonnie Mary Bicking I’d lay me down and dee. And when Gordon goes to visit, She’s all he wants to see. Now our school’s most over, Vacation’s drawing nigh, Won’t Hoopsey be happy? I’ll say she will. Oh, my! III. Life is like a red. red rose, Was Ola Good’s first slogan. When she is not studying, She’s thinking of her Logan. In our class there is a girl, Margaretta is her name; Writing poetry is her delight, Which soon will win her fame. Anna Townsley’s our live wire. Mother finds her hard to keep. The only time that she is good Is when she is asleep. Helen McCormick, my friends, Brightness and quietness combine. Helen stands third in our class — Her work—teachers say—is fine. Hail! here’s to Anna Wharry, A busybody galore. She’s just full of talk and talk From her head down to the floor. 4c All the world am sad and weary. Eb’rywhere we roam. As when we leave dear old high school, S’like leaving our home.