Flora Stone Mather College - Polychronicon Yearbook (Cleveland, OH)

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il CONTENTS 4 Foreword ........ 2 Dedication ...... 4 Frontispiece ..... 6 Administration .... ....... 1 0 Faculty ...... ------- 1 1 Seniors ..... -.---.- 2 6 Graduation .... ....... 4 8 May Day ........ ......- 5 0 Class of 46 ...... ....... 5 4 Class of 47 ...... ....... 6 0 Class of 48 .......,. .......... 6 3 Monthly Events ...... ....... 2 ........ 78 Organizations ....... .......... 8 6 Sororities ..,... ....... 1 10 Advertising ....... ....... 1 23

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H 7 Vi ' th 5 ix , ,Af , f '. 'Ti '-' fl - U ' 'll ,pm 'till ,1 ' ' 4 by 'ff at-1' 1 a ll f' 112.3 ,I p wh' iz , - K :V I li t --WA t ll ,,, F11 IW: F OREWORD There seem to be two Worlds. We live in the ivy-towered one, the world almost as far re- moved as any could be from the maelstrom of the World of the War. Ours is the world which by virtue of our status as college students sep- arates us from the whirl of the war plants, from the training of the services. Basically it is the same world as that of other citizens-the routine reality of life, the commonplace of every day. The only difference is that our routine touches the exclusive realm of academic learn- ing, of technical specialties, rather than the everyday part of the war. The other world so rarely really touches us. That world is the actual and yet distant world of the war, with Saipan or peace conferences seemingly poles apart from the courses We take and the daily run of college life. It is only once in a while that the whirling terror of a far-off war dips down and breaks into the smooth sur- face of our serene college life, and, having hit like a raindrop in a pool of water, causes the circles of sympathy to widen and reach out until they touch us all. But the raindrops are falling faster this year. We cannot speak for those who have undergone the searing pain of losing someoneg for ours has been only the comparatively far easier lot of helpless sympathy for the grief of others. Now and then a dear friend, an acquaintance . . . and then there is only the questioning ache and the emptiness, and the hope that perhaps just our friendship will help. Then the feeling rises, Why are we here? Why should we enjoy a life of comparative ease when our friends and relatives, our classmates, are living and dying through the Belgian break-through or Iwo J imag when everyone else is suiering? There are many trite phrases going loose, de- scribing a future better World. The phrases will die out, but there is still the world, and it is a sorry place. The world-society-is giving us four years in college because it wants trained people to make a better world. It will be up to us to strive for anything that can aid that goalg to provide the trained hands for it. We will become part of the educated middle class this country is going to needy we will have to fight for the peace, at home . . . Dr. White told us how. But noblesse oblige ten years hence is not allg right here and now there are things that need to be made better. College training perhaps won't help as much in improving our own small Worldsg but anything we can do to alleviate the pressure of society's burden today is in slight payment for our debt to those who are fighting. There is also the culture and the education to be preserved-but that would be another essay. Society today, weary of war, is giving us four years in college, and this is a record of one of them. We are only transmitting to paper the life we see. May it be even better as recorded for the Polychronicon of 1946.

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-- E DEDIC TE This POLY CHRONICON to DR. WILLIAM HENRY TAEUSCH Friend to fill, his outstancliiig quality was the irispircitioii foimfl in his classes .... Mather said farewell to Dr. Tcieiisch last fall, cmd Wooster's gairi is 0-ur loss .... but the 'memory cmd the spirit of his being here will long remain.