Eastern Nazarene College - Nautilus Yearbook (Quincy, MA)

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IQ37 U 'Ffa-u' NALITILLJS SENIGRS WILSON R. LANPIiER Plattsburg, New York History Young men's love then lies, Not only in the heart, but in the eyes. It seems a bit strange to think of Jack having a church with all its problems and details. I-lis light-heartedness reminds me of Chaucer's Squire in a Ford V Eight rather than of a preacher-man whose ador- ing congregation calls him Brother Lanpherf' Too, he reminds me of Cl1aucer's Squire Qwho was a lovyere D in that ourllack, it seems, is enamored of a ladye faire- in fact, we have it on good authority that he will soon middle-aisle it with the charming Gertrude. We wish you well, Jack, in all your undertakings. May Life be kind to you and may each passing year enrich you and bless you. ALicE E. NIELSON Collingdale, Pennsylvania English Through her expressive eyes her soul distinctly spoke. Alice quickly outgrew her early repu- tation of being Marion Nielson's sister and became a personage in her own right Wand justly so, for Alice has charm and talents to spare. Quietly serene and self-confident, Alice moves unfalteringly toward her desired goals, be it the mastery of a dillicult piece of violin music, a lit, assignment, or a reluctant student. Oft times I'ye seen Alice raise her little pointed chin to a forty-live degree angle, looking uncom- promisingly at someone Qtoo often it has been myselfj and saying in softly sweet accents, Do you think jyou're the only busy person here? I shall expect you to be on the committee! Have you ever heard her play Gounod's Aw Alarm?

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NALITILLJS I937 stnxuoas MILDRED E. Fisk Edgewood, Rhode Island Psychology A kind eye makes contradiction an asset. A lace fichu-candied lemon peel- Lady Macbeth doing home mission work- cactus blossoms-garden peas. We've all but lost our Milly of yesteryear, the Milly of the infectious laugh and raucous Oh shoot! In her place We have a self-contained and self- composed, dignified young lady whose third great commandment is, In every- thing be neat. - Having tasted the evidence of her culinary prowess at our Senior dinner party, I am wondering if she is choosing wisely in adopting the teaching pro- fession-but of course she can always avail herself of her woman's prerogative to change her mind. C. BEVERLY GORDON North Chelmsford, Massachusetts English Men with gray eyes are generally keen, energetic. How true this quotation is in Bev's case. Not only is he keen and energetic, he's methodical and foresighted as well. What's more, he always keeps his prom- ises-and expects you to do likewise. He came to me about the third day of school last September and said my Nautilus work would be due the third Tuesday in March. The day came, and before I was decently clothed and shaved Bev knocked on the door and said he'd take my write-ups over to the staff room and save me the bother. What a man! There's still some balm in Gilead, though-he once got C- in an exam. The best of luck to you, Bev.

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NALJTILLJS I937 stuloias RAY I-I. QUIGGIN Cleveland, Ohio Psychology Those eyes affectionate and glad, which seemed to love whate'er they looked upon. Ray has the faculty of making you think you are the most important person in the world at the time he is talking to you. Very likely, however, he is practicing business psychology and is mentally cal- culating the number of wimpys he can sell you at the Dugout. Modern advertising schemes are Ray's hobby. For example, he told me of a scheme whereby a restaurateur could make a fortune by blowing the tantalizing aroma of steak and onions over hungry street throngs while a torch-singer moaned, You're the Cream in My Coffee through a megaphone. Clever, eh what? Ray's personality and ready smile will take him far. MARY L, ROUNSEVELL Brooktondale, New York Psychology Two starry eyes hung in the gloom of thought. Crocus blossoms-Mother Goose writ- ing philosophy-beach plum preserves- starched pinafores. When Mary looks up at you demurely you probably think of Little Women, or of the jingle telling that little girls are made of sugar and spice and everything nice. Be not deceived. Of course far be it from me to deny that Mary is anything other than sugar and spice-but methinks the spice has a bit of a tang. Her drolleries, her good-natured mimicries, her wit-be it ever so ladylike -all have a subtle flavor which takes them from the realm of the usual. In other words, she is the caviar canape rather than the baked rice pudding.