Fieldston School - Fieldglass Yearbook (Bronx, NY)

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Woodmere Day was cold hut victorious. and even as we juliilantly left the playing fields, we knew that autumn would soon give way to the snow and ice of winter. A rainy night squelched attendance at the Christmas Dance, hut the hand was great, and the Second Formers were too husy at their own Friday night classes to envy the fun they were missing-their turn would come soon enough, and anyway. who would pass up the chance to outdo Arthur Murray and have free refreshments hesidesl A new experiment, the Third Form canteen, appeared to he a hig suc- cess, and, as any teacher will tell you. the enthusiasm of the students clinched its establishment. The decorations for the Barnard Dance were wonderful, and defeat could not dim the glow of a marvelous evening. While lioth the sophomores and seniors put on their jeans and joined the earthy set, the Fifth Formers took advantage of leap year and organized a 'cmanhuntfl Fortunately for the harried males it all ended harmlessly with a game of Farmer in the Dellf, Open houses. as always, played a large part in the social affairs, and sandwiches and singing provided a perfect ending of the evenings. And then there were the held trips. . . The lius made its way through the gathe1'ing darkness, leaving liehind a mighty cloud of dust and discarded lianana peels, destination Beacon. Finally, to our own amazement as well as the driver's, we arrived, and, after the initial scrarnlile for the more decent lieds, went on a lhltxj Coolx's tour around the place. From there on, the weekend was a lilur of singing with Pete Seeger, devouring a million marshmallows, wrapping ourselves up in lilankets and huddling together in the moonlight while Krissel related his tales of ghoulish

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horror. lreing eoereed into ii.l'.. tearing down lunnlxs and doing other various and sundry jolis, and. aliove all. diseoxering what had lreen for niost of lla a rather dorinanl talentf ewrestliny. And then. all too soon, exeryliody's linen was in a heap on the floor. and we lonnd our- selxes on the lius again. raeing through the sunlight, honleward lxound. Another site. namely Feli- eia. reeeived an equally spirited lilt'tt-lllllllg lroni another rugged and willing huneli of lfieldston- ites. The dent in the inarsh- mallow' stoelx was of the same diniensions. and the stories were told in the romantic atmosphere of the hay-loft. Everyone had sueh a good time they deeided to return in the spring forthe finish- ing touches. The seniors had their usual exelusive-wthe Washington trip. We sloshed to the station in a eold rain and, after aliout four hours of lmridge, stepped out into liright southern sun and just-a-jaelietn weather. We hopped on a bus with a good-natured driving eneyelopedia named Gene and were soon being herded through halls full of money-inanulaeturers, war relies, and some faded finery of Presidents' wives. and were finally dropped at the door ol' the Roger Sllllllli. Wie inarvelled at the delieious food lalinost as good as l ieldston'sl and listened to an after-dinner leetnre on l'riee and Wage Staliilizati0n, alter whit-h we were ready for sleep. After a surprise lireaklast of liagles and lox. we rushed oxer to the State llc-partnient and felt like real Yllrs talking to Deputy linder-Seeretary ol State Zueli. We left inspired w ith a new anilwition-e-to he lliploinatie Couriers. lfenie, lllt't'lllKx, ininey. nlo To which t'Ullgl'C'SSIlliill should l go- To chat w ith Lehman for a while. Ur see the Roosevelt Jr. Sllllllf? F.: -LJ