Fort Wayne Normal School - Annual Yearbook (Fort Wayne, IN)

 - Class of 1922

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42 OUR YESTERDAYS VVhom should I see next? Although the process was wearing, I could scarcely wait to see the other girls. VX'hat would they be doing? Suddenly everything was black before my eyesg there was a terrific roaring in my ears, my head was swimming. I screamed in terror. Everything will be all right in a minute, said Chella. You are making a change. The next people you see will be in New York. My vision was clear again, the roaring had ceased. Before my eyes Hashed the name Yelma Holt on a large 'Broadway sign. The next moment I found myself inside the theatre. On the stage was Velma swaying gracefully to and fro in a beautiful dance. This was her twenty-fifth night and the audience was mad over her, I found myself in Greenwich Village. In a studio I saw Helen Scott working at a canvass on which the outline was peculiar. tModern art, I supposedj. Her hair was hobbed and had mysteriously turned to a reddish shade that was most becoming. Who would have thought that Helen would have ended here? VVith haste that made me feverish I passed from scene to scene. I was in a fine play house. For years I had not heard any music so beautiful. Although pipe organ music is much different from piano music, there seemed something so familiar about the touch of the keys. And no wonder, for as I glanced at my program I read, Miss Henrietta Ross at the Organ. Then I recalled the old- Normal days when she used to play all the music popular and classical that she knew as we danced and sang or listened. The dream of her life had come true for she was a renowned musician. As the scene changed again I found myself in the opera. I sat enraptured with the prima donna's singing. At the end of the first song, I realized that she was none 'other than Dorothy Griffith. I sent my card back and was told that I might see her. VVhen the maid opened the door of the dressing room, the girl who greeted me was the same old Dorothy. We did not have long to talk. However she told 1ne that she was going to give this all up in a few weeks for the Doctor had waited much longer now that he wanted to. Now my vision rested for a moment in a beautiful home. In a living room I saw a woman reading to four children, I could hear Chella's voice saying, It is Grace Longs- worth. But the children? I asked. They are orphans, said Chella. Oh, the sociology lectures were not wasted. I heard a buzzing sound which gave me a peculiar thrill. Chella, seeming to know my feelings, said, This comes before you see one who is famous. In a vast assemblage of people a man was introducing a well-known woman, the International Secretary of Educa- tion. The audience was silent as the woman rose to speak. Last but not least I had seen Helen Rapp. The lines of the play which I was learning demanded attention. The force of my mental yearning had spent itself. Chella laughingly announced that my mental project was ended. -MARY EUNICE EATON. BASKET BALL The reader who has thus far perused our little volume, may wonder if we have in two long years entirely neglected to re-create our bodies as well as our minds. May we answer with an emphatic, Nay. We leave behind us no such reputation as did the class team of '15, but we carry with us memories of many a happy afternoon when we played for all there was in it, and then trudged wearily home to an evening of study. During our Junior year there were several match games, the Alumnae and the Lincoln Life being among our oppo- nents. As Seniors we were not so forunate. Our small enrollment as a first hindrance and disability of several girls as a second, left us a very limited number from which to work up a team. Therefore we contented ourselves with practice games. But help came from an unexpected source. VVhat was our surprise when after a spirited Captain Ball game in which we were the victors, the Faculty made known their intentions of organizing a basket ball team, And thus it came about that every Wednesday, and frequently on Friday, the gymnasium was the scene of a heated contest in which hand and brain went ever paired. How we did enjoy those games! Those wl'To were not among the players were often among the rooters, and we are sure that several times Mr. Mason and Mr. Clear peeped in just to see how the game was going. Rapp and Andrews made the scrappiest little centers that ever donned the middy and bloomers. Little Ruthie Whittern managed to put the ball in no matter which of the dear teachers guarded her, though she said more than once that Miss Cooley stuck like glue. Would space permit, we could go on indefinitely telling what we owe to this one and that one for her part in the game-but we'll say just this, It all goes back to the patient effort and never-ending enthusiasm of our coach, Miss Williams! ' Miss Ruggles-- I never attended a picture show until I was 25 years old. Ramona- There probably were none before that.

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OUR YESTERDAYS 43 THE CLASS-ROOM CLOCK VVhat sorrow this Normal School clock has caused! The hands creep, the pendulum crawls, and one can count to ten between the ticks. In the embarrassing pause which fol- lows a call for a volunteer to answer some question these same ticks sound like the beats of a drum. They are so insistent that they even become entangled with one's thoughts and the worn and wearied student who is living for the end of the period must think to the rhythm of the beats. The placement of the clock only adds to this misery, for about one-half of the class must turn and twist to gain even the approximate time. First one girl and then another slips her desk forward, slides to the edge of the seat, hrmly grasps two corners of the desk in order that she may not fall, twists her neck, and casts her eyes heavenward until she can see the time. How often the hands appear to be five minutes ahead. Then the girls are scolded because they fuss and fret the last ive minutes of the period. One day to avoid this bad last five minutes, the clock was set ahead. The teacher came in, looked at the clock, looked at her watch, scowled, and said, This clock does not agree either with my watch or the other clocks. This class will be timed by my watch. Even doctoring would not make our ancient time piece more hearahle. VVhat a shock it would be to discover just once that the time by this clock coincided with that of the other clocks. How often the little story, But by the clock downstairs it is not yet time for class, is given. Only too often it is not accepted and the girls mark them- selves tardy on the chart. But after all this clock has also marked the minutes of the parties, vacant hours, and the intervals between classes, and at these times we were only too glad to have it stretch the time. And what teacher could have been more patient, more systematic, more persistent in discipline than the one who teaches us that time passes. Even though our poor clock has had no rest for many years it has always managed to keep its ticking loud and cheerful. Since it has given us pleasure and discipline as well as sorrow, let us not leave the school without an expression of the gratitude which is due. -XIARTHA STORE, Class of 122. AS OTHERS SEE US NAME. FAVORITE SAYING. CHIEF OCCUPATION. AMBITIQN. Miss Andrews ....... Coming, Helen? ..... Selecting her diet .... To make a basket. Miss Brenn... Suppose- . .......... Holding conferences..To grow shorter. Miss Cooley.. I couldn't be sure about that- . ...... Collecting data. ...... To keep healthy. Miss Erickson ....... Now let me tell you, girls- ............ Having operations....To own a Checker-Cab. Miss Hall .... . Now, young ladies-. Miss Hale .... Stop that!!! ......... Censoring pictures. ..To stay young. Miss Holland. Really, you don't - - mean it- ......... Dodge-ing .......... To demonstrate. Miss Fiedler.. No, indeed!!! ....... Correcting tablets .... To speak French fluently. Miss Long.... All right! .... ........ - Making flash sen- tences . ............ To increase eyespan. Miss Muller.. Now, isn't that fine?.Fishing for compli- ments . ............ To find her good workers. Mr. Miles .... Jazz! Bah! Miss Parry... Is that so?. .......... Missing street cars...To train students to co- operate. Miss Rinehart. ....... The fact of the mat- ter is- ........... Supporting the staff. .To make genius burn Miss Ruggles. Oh, what word do I want? . ............ Making diagrams .... To lose her Puritan con- science. Mr, Rogers... I, 2, Swing Swing! Miss Sauer... Say, you don't sup- pose- ............ Beating time ......... To abolish Jazz. Miss Teerink. Now, then- ........ Being natural ....... To get thin. Miss Snively.. Don't you know-.. . .Making footprints. ..To find a shoe with a flex- ible shank. Miss Wilber.. I've an announcement to make- ......... Hunting books. ...... To reduce everything to measurements. Miss VVilliams Off your feet! ....... Enjoying life ........ To make each festival the best. Miss Yost .... I think so too ........ Having dates ........ To reduce.

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