Girls High School - Journal Yearbook (San Francisco, CA)

Text from Pages 1 - 88 of the 1928 volume:

oil ml a 1928 © PUBLISHED BY THE STUDENTS GIRLS HIGH SCHOOL SAN FRANCISCO FOREWORD We have hopes and dreams. We are striving to build a finer San Francisco. Here in our City, is our school. In it, we have lived, and are living. We have dreamed our dreams and tried to express them. We have played our games, made our clubs, and laughed and worked. This book that we present to you is the result of our efforts, the expression of ourselves in our desire to be true San Franciscans. We have tried to prepare ourselves for our future lives. We have chosen as our theme—our one consuming ideal—the desire to live up to, and be worthy of our City, which we worship with Athenian ardor. We have tried to take from life, from our friends, our books, our school, all that they offer, and now we would build a stronger, taller City in the West to tower against the sky. 4 DEDICATION TO San Francisco, our city, Whose hills make strange perspectives Bringing us startling views. Showing us height and depth, Giving us vision, Whose soft gray fogs and biting winds Whose brilliant sparkling bay and shifting clouds Whose changing moods and endless variations Are part of all our lives, We dedicate this book—our Journal. 5 CONTRASTS MY city stands facing the east, Facing that east where life sinks to decay. Strong, vigorous, huge, and confident, it stands. My city is built on hills overlooking the water; It is covered with fogs and with mists, But always the skyscrapers look proudly towards the east, And the clouds drift lazily on. There in the east are crumbling palaces of gilt. There in the east are gorgeous mystery and long past glories, But the stench of age and fetiches of years Are eating at the very heart of things. Look at the brave defiance of my brilliant city Sparkling in the sun. See how it laughs at centuries of wisdom and of age. In freshness and in strength surpassing all— Magnificently young and bold. All Hail My City! 7 Qontents TITLE FOREWORD FACULTY FRONTISPIECE CONTRASTS CLASSES ORGANIZATIONS LITERARY PUBLICATIONS SPORTS CUT-UPS THE FACULTY Mr. Charles Danforth. Principal Miss Laura Daniel, Vice-Principal Miss Evelyn Armer...................................Head English Department Mrs. Rose Baer................... ............ ..............English, History Mrs. Mildred Bickel German Miss Helen Bovard ............................................ Mathematics Miss Edith Browning .................................................English Miss Nan Burke ........................--------------------V.........Hygiene Miss Ella Castelhun' ................... „.........History of Art. Mathematics Mr. Martin Centne. r.rxrdCZirx-r rr r...Head Latin Department Miss Leonora Clark.......................................................Physical Education Miss Laura Daniel......... ....... ..............Head Mathematics Department Miss Alice de Bernardi ....$£,. ✓ Cm Spanish, History Miss Margaret Dougherty ..................................................Science Mr. Edward Dupuy ......................Head French Department, Public Speaking Miss Helen Flynn ........................................................ English Miss Tillif. Hesselberg ..................................................History Miss Hattie Jacobs........................................................English Miss Marion Jones ........................................................Drawing Miss Maurine Kennedy .....................................................English Mrs. Grace Kendal....................................................Salesmanship Miss Minnette Ker ....................................................Commercial, History Miss Elsie Kirk......................................................... English Miss Aileen Kissane ......................................................History Miss Katherine Lahaney w................................................ Sewing Miss Esther Lee .........................'T .r?rr.....................Mathematics Miss Estelle Maloney......................................................English Miss Mary Meehan ..................................................... Commercial Miss Florence Morgan Household Art, History Miss Elizabeth McDermott ...............(j............................... Drawing Mrs. Mary McGlade ..........................................................Music Mr. Thomas McGlynn. ................... .4.... r.....History of Art. Drawing Miss Marie McKinley . Mathematics Miss Ruth Oakes................V.................{.........Physical Education Miss Helen O'Brien .......................................................English Mr. Lorenzo Offield ..............................................Science Miss Helen Papen ...... a.................................................Spanish Miss Muriel Pettit ...................................................... Science Miss Edna Reeves......CikK� Oiv..VVC.'fi.................................. Science Miss Helen Revoy ..........................................................French Miss Helen Rhein ......a-._....srvy.......-n............................Librarian Miss Helen Rosenberg A.............Physical Education Miss Cecilia Rubury........................... ( .....................Commercial Miss Natalie Roth ........ English Mr. Ernesto Salzmanr .-.- ................................................ French Miss Isabel Sandy.............A ................I............Commercial, History Miss Clara Stark ............yL.................!..............History. Latin Miss Genevieve Sullivan ................................................. Sewing Miss Paula Swarm ........................................................ Science Mrs. Laura Tharp.................................. Physical Education, Dramatics Miss Emmelina Walker .........„...... 5,...--.. .............Italian, Spanish Miss Lydia Walker....................Tyw■ Italian, Spanish Miss Lenamae Williams................................................English Miss Miss Alice Wilson .French. Sbanish Shirley Ward................ „........................................Science 3ln Memoriam to (Ottilia A. iKohlteg AUF WIEDERSEHEN OH, showers of March fall light upon the grass, Gold daffodils of early spring, bedeck The spot, and fragrant silence like a cloud Enfold the place, where deep in dreamless sleep She lies. Wail ye no more for her whom peace Enshrouds, but give largess of love, that ye May prove the bonds of friendship links of steel To hold us close, until we meet again. —E. F. Browning 10 Eleanor Nichols, vice-president; Martha Jane Bissell, president; Virginia Mifka, secretary; Jane Levin, treasurer; Olive Hindshaw. sargeant-at-arms; Elizabeth Best, Mirror representative; Anne Levin, cheer leader; Dorothy Arnall, cheer leader 12 Janice Abraham Ruth Abraham Eleanor Arata Dorothy Arnall Marjorie Bepp Elizabeth Best Katherine Bhttman Bernita Bertram Martha Bissell Ruth Blum Vera Bogart Helen Bohn 13 i Maxine Bohr Bonnie Boyd Isabel Braden Jane Brandenstf.in Marie Breidenstein Adelaide Britton Helen Brown Elizabeth Burnell Dorothy Butler Elva Canada Beatrice Caro Florence Carstons 14 Valeria Evdokimoff Lily Fanella Alice Ferguson Helen Fisher 15 Delia Franceschi Margaret Frank Vera Fredrick Eileen Gallagher Catherine Garnero Edna Getz Karen Ginocchio Alice Gottschalk Carolyn Hall Minnette Harris Dorothee Hartmann Margaret Hazlfwood 16 Jennie Hendrickson Susan Heymann Olive Hindshaw Marie Hirsch Alice Hirschl Doris Hoffman Hetty Husler Muriel Ireland Beatrice Jacobs Ethel Johnson Adele Kalmbach Georgie Kennedy 17 Mabel Knorp Ruth Knutsen Altess Kutner Esther Lawrence Bernice Lederer Dorothy Levenf. Annf. Levin Jane Levin Frances Levy Clara Lienstad Veronica Liberti Barbara Linee 18 Jacqueline Lippman Isabel Louisson Beryl Lutz Helen Macdonald Marian MacLennan Lillian Marchington Eleanor Martin Rena Matulich Margery Mf.nne Pauline Mierson Virginia Mifka Lucy Mitchell 19 Gretchen Mulnix Mildred Mulqueen Rose Negi Eleanor Nichols Margaret O'Brien Anita Odenthal Luise Odenthal Janice Ogilvif. Margaret O'Looney Marian Otte Lolita Parry Beatrice Pearl 20 Ruth Perry Romy Piazzoni Alice Pistolesi Alice Reinhart Annabelle Ritter Maydelle Roberts Muriel Rothermf.l Bertha Rothwell Isabelle Ruefli Alycf. Russell Alice Rutter Alice Ryder 21 Vera Samuel Dera Sausman Phyllis Schlueter Jane Schmelz Felio a Schoenfeld Teru Shimosaka Elyse Shirek Natalie Simon Junita Smitt Miriam Stone Loretto Summers Yuko Takahashi 22 Margaret Tham Florence Ward Helen Wright Lillie Tong Leanor Watters Nao Zaiman Margaret Vanderburgh Saraldine Wild Emma Zambruno Dorothy Walsh Lena Zullo 23 CLASS HISTORY THIS class is Different. That’s a good topic sentence because not only does it summarize in four words what is about to follow in 250, but it also furnishes the keynote to our claim to distinction. We started being different when we were Freshmen. We elected Cassie Arnstein president. She was a peppy girl, and for the next six months pep was our motto. Instead of discarding that worthy motto when we rose to the elevated position of High I’s, we kept it and nursed it along until it grew fast and furiously. In the next three and one-half years, our presidents were: Jane Brandenstein (familiarly known as Jane B.), Noel Walster, Beverly Fisher, Ruth Knutsen, and Doris Doepfner. During Ruth’s able administration, we gave our famous rally, Sailor Maids,” in which were featured Helen Wright, Caddy Hall, Beatrice Caro, Janice Elberg, Dickie” Arnall, Freddie Fredericks, and Louis Louisson. That rally took the school by storm. Simply carried away the day, that’s all. Why? Because it was different. During Doris Doepfner’s term, we again distinguished ourselves by winning the much coveted and fought-over Cup on S. P. A. Day. And now—here we are— Seniors. We capped the climax this term. We elected M. J. B. herself, president, and we presented an original rally—a very original rally—written by Jane B. and M. J. B. as joint authors. Of course, everyone remembers it, and always will, ’till the cows come home. It was a dramatization of L. Frank Baum’s famous Oz books, and in the cast, which was really a remarkable one, were Bee Caro, Muriel Ireland, Jane B., and M. J. B., Muriel Rothermel, Caddy Hall, Maxine Bohr, Helen Brown, Lolly Sommers, Olive Hindshaw, Elizabeth Burnell, Frances Levy, Alice Ferguson, and Anne Levin. It doesn’t seem like four years since we were little 1-A’s, fighting for recognition, playing games in the yard at noon, and getting violent cases on older girls—it seems like four days—four long, beautiful days. 24 25 WE NOMINATE FOR THE HALL OF FAME All seniors because they are such; and in particular: Janice Abraham because she wears vermillion nail polish. Ruth Helen Abraham because she helped hold the purse strings. Dorothy Arnall because she is a wonderful sport. Eleanor Arata because a mouse has nothing on her when it comes to being quiet. Marjorie Bepp because she is a good student. Elizabeth Best because she seems to have discovered the fountain of youth. (Incidently she found it in the Gym.) Katherine Bettman because she has long hair and knows about bookbinding. Bernita Betram because her nickname is Bunny,” and she is a good sport as well as being a good student. Ruth Blum because she never gets Hot and Bothered.” Vera Bogart because she brought flowers to a certain teacher every day in the year. Helen Bohn because her soft voice is so soothing. Maxine Bohr because she was ornamental, as Oxma in the rally. Bonnie Jean Boyd because she is tall and thin. Isabel Braden because she is gentle. Marie Breidenstein because she discovered the way to get an A” from Mr. Salzman Adelaide Britton because she draws well and has become a true Girls’ High specimen. Helen Brown because she was so majestic and imposing as Glinda, the good. Dorothy Butler because she has a good disposition. Elva Canada because we like her eyes. They twinkle. Beatrice Caro because we like her hair, and because she was one-fourth responsible for the success of the Rally. Erma Carstons because we like her on general principles. Alice Castaing because she speaks good French. Marye Catechi because she gave a new turn to the good old name of Mary.” Muriel Chadwick because she always helps Mr. Ofheld with the apparatus and has black eyes. Dorothy Dahlman because of her contagious smile. Helen Deeming because she can eat more pickles than any one we know. Clem de Valley because she is a blonde and an actress. Doris Doephner because she was Low 4 Prex. Janice Elberg because she had the lead in our High three Rally. Valeria Evdokimoff because she only cut once during her four years at G. H. S. Lily Fanella because she is so good-looking. 26 Alice Ferguson because she roared for us so beautifully at the Rally. Delia Franceschi because she is always grinning. Margaret Frank because she and Vera are the class gigglers. Vera Frederick because she is such a good sport. Eileen Gallagher because she has lovely skin and we like her. Catherine Garnero because she has already had experience in the business world. Edna Getz because she has a nice smile and uses it often. Karen Ginocchio because she is the only one we know who can stick to a diet. Alice Gottschalk because she uses such red lipstick and uses it so often. Carolyn Hall because she is so good looking. Minnette Harris because she once made a speech over the radio on Girls High and Its Activities.” Dorothee Hartman because she can play the piano. Margaret Hazlewood because she managed baseball this term. Jennie Hendrickson because she looks like a naughty little girl and is nice. Susan Heymann because she never refuses to help anyone. Olive Hindshaw because she is prominent in Camp Fire. Marie Hirsch because she has red hair and blue eyes. Alice Hirschl because she made an excellent squad leader. Doris Hoffman because she knows the names of all Government Officials. Hetty Husler because she was good in the Rally. Muriel Ireland because she went over so big in the Rally. Beatrice Jacobs because she has a good disposition. Ethel Johnson because she looks like an athlete without being one. Adele Kalmbach because she was president of the International Club. Georgie Kennedy because she was president of the jazz orchestra. Mabel Knorp because she writes clever papers. Ruth Knutsen because she is another good athlete. Altess Kutner because she always studied her physics lesson even when everyone around her knew it—and because she is so generous with her car. Esther Lawrence because she has nice white teeth. Bernice Ledcrer because she cooks fancy dishes so well—Boiled etjgs for example. Dorothy Levene because she wears vivid blue shoes and gets by with it. Jane Levin because she wears a red bathing suit. Frances Levy because she asks so many questions. Clara Lienstad because she is another one who is very, very small. Veronica Liberti because she has a nice voice and dances well. Barbara Linee because she is a tennis fiend. Jacqueline Lippman because she talks so much. Beryl Lutz because she is so nice and thin. Helen Macdonald because she did so well in IB choral. Marion MacLennan because she plays the piano. 27 Lillian Marchington because she once had a great big picture in the society column of the Chronicle.” Eleanor Martin because she is the only senior who doesn’t diet. Rena Matulich because she was once asked to judge an art contest. Margery Menne because she never could draw Voltaire. Pauline Mierson because, now that she is about to graduate, she still looks exactly as she did the day she was born. Virginia Mifka because she has all the qualities of an editor. Lucy Mitchell because she has ambitions and the wherewithal to fulfill them. Gretchen Mulnix because she never learned not to argue with Miss Daniel. Mildred Mulqueen because she is very musical. Rose Negi because she’s a lovely girl from the Orient. Eleanor Nichols because she was class vice-president. Margaret O’Brien because she takes everything so seriously. Anita Odenthal and Luise Odenthal because Miss Hesselberg never could tell them apart. Janice Ogilvie because she successfully let her hair grow. Margaret O’Looney because she made high school in three and one-half years. Marion Otte because she is a good swimmer and a Campfire enthusiast. Lolita Parry because she has the gift of being able to work hard and silently. Beatrice Pearl because she is unbelievably small. Ruth Perry because she adores Galsworthy. Romy Piazzoni because she was good in the operetta. Alice Pistolesi because she was business manager of our rally. Alice Reinhart because she is so modest and unassuming. Annabelle Ritter because she wears glasses with style.” Maydelle Roberts because she looks so much like Martha Washington. Muriel Rothermel because she can dance, sing, and—oh, well, what have you? Bertha Rothwell because she is another good athlete. Isabelle Ruefli because she was never known to be on time in her life. Isabelle Russell because she can win anyone with those eyes. Alice Rutter because she looks nice in dark blue and wears it all the time. Alice Ryder because she’s another one whose smile we like a whole lot. Vera Samuel because she and Margaret giggle incessantly. Dera Sausman because she is a crack typist. Phyllis Schlueter because no teacher ever called on her when she didn’t know her lesson. Eleanor Schmeltz because—oh those eyes! Felicia Schoenfeld because she is quiet and sweet-tempered. Teru Shimosaka because she writes down everything anyone tells her. Elyse Shirek because she is so conscientious about attending school. Natalie Simon because she is the least disturbing person in 201. 28 Anitta Smitt because she has achieved a lot in her studies and out. Miriam Stone because, for one thing, her eyes are very lovely. Loretta Summers because she uses long words. Yuko Takahashi because she superintended the making of all the costumes used in the High 4 Rally. Margaret Tham because she slings a wicked baseball. Lillie Tong because she has the smallest and most beautiful feet in the world. Margaret Vanderburgh because she succeeded in finding the way to Miss Browning’s heart by her excellent work. Dorothy Walsh because of her wonderful posture. Florence Ward because she is so petite” and won a poster contest. Leonor Watters because she is one of the few people we know who look nice with long hair. Saraldine Wild because we can’t forget that curl. Helen Wright because she is the most feminine girl in the school. Nao Zaiman because of her jolly grin. Emma Zambruno because of her grace in dancing class. Lena Zullo because she makes us think of Italy. 29 •2. Eleanor Hoffmann Jeannette Gormley Patricia Boreham THE LOW FOUR CLASS CONTRARY to all custom and tradition firmly established in our midst from the beginning of time, we shall not say that we of December, ’28, are the finest and the best, nor shall we say that we are the quintessence of the intellectual community known to outsiders as Girls High. But on the other hand, we are absolutely confident that jio single group can acquire the genius for enjoying life that is the possession of December, ’28. Jeanette Gormley, president and elected leader of the group, has concluded that the ideal way to lead is to allow each to pursue her own inclinations. By the by, Gorm” at some future date will edit a publication the subscribers of which shall be exclusive radicals. Perhaps Russia will solicit her talent. Elinor Hoffman follows Gorm’s” principles in the capacity of vice-presi- dent. Patricia Boreham, the secretary, has given up all hope of keeping min- utes.” Elizabeth Lippitt, vice-president of the Student Body and assistant class yell leader (or cheer) is more commonly known as Slip” or Witty Winnie Wig.” Mussed or out of place hair is not tolerated. Recall the former worries. She wavers between a dramatic critic and a tap dancer. Elizabeth Lummis is secretary of the G. H. S. Student Body. Betty’s most striking accomplishment is the possession of greatly envied long golden wavy hair which can be successfully held in a pug. Vermeil Giacobbi is a versatile person. Besides having expressive shoulders she can sing, dance, coach choruses (to wit H.3 and H.4) and design prize posters. When bookworm meets bookworm! From casual remarks we gleaned that Joy Stuart will be a bacteriologist. Something hard to spell, of course. However, to say at this time a logical person would conclude that Decem- ber, ’28 is the class of classes in the school of schools. —Reducio ad absurdum. 30 Blanche Kubicek Margaret Effey HIGH 3 CLASS WITH the Spring term of ’28 came a Kick Off for each class. A Kick Off! And away ran the High 3 Class for a touchdown. Yard by yard was steadily gained. First came the election of officers: President.................... ........Blanche Kubicek Vice-President...............................Juel Young Secretary ............................... Margaret Effey Mirror Reporter............................ Jane Knight Cheer Leader ...............................Relda Levy Treasurer..........—..—.................... Jorna Mahler Six yards! Soon the hum of voices was heard, and the rally was the theme of the day. On March 30th the finished product—a musical satire by Jane Knight—was produced. This rally revealed much talent in the persons of Jane McFarland, Vivian Davies, Cecil Kaufman, Iva Shilling. Maxine Jones, Miriam Rude, Martha Smith, Gladys Guinaw, and others. Then more yards! More yards were added to the coveted touchdown when Mary McGinn, Cecil Kaufman, and Nora Siegal, all High 3s, were found to be on the Big Debating Team. Helen Olsen a High 3 is on the second debating team. Each year Girls High has won honors in the Shakespearean Contest. This year Vivian Davies tied with a student from San Jose for first place in the contest, which included twenty-three high schools in the State of California. Still the class worked for the touchdown. The S. P. A. had its share of High 3s. More girls are out for vollevball than in any other class. We have three teams. Gertrude Preston and Helen Oppenheim are advisors for the Inter- national Club. We are represented in every organization. Are we justified in saying we scored the touchdown? WE ARE! 31 Rhoda Horn Mildred Rigneli. Janet Dozier LOW THREE CLASS PET PHRASES M. Rigneli: Put your papers in the ash can, girls.” M. Pauson: ''Swell!” M. Phillips: It is, at that.” R. Horn: Laugh, 1 thought I'd die!” B. Prince: Oh, I can’t be bother- ed.” E. Morris: Just think.” V. Duley: My word!” A. Cavanaugh: Oh, I say!” M. Eschen: But that book is 15c a day.” TRUE (X) FALSE (—) Low 3 Class leads the school. X Mildred Rigneli is an enterpris- ing prex. X We fall behind in activities. — The following class officers are the best ever Vice-prex. R. Horn; Sec. J. Dozier; Mirror Reporter U. Douglas; Yell Leader M. Pauson; Sgt. at Arms A. Cavanaugh. X The scholarship standard of our class is low. — We have no leaders in sports. — We have no pep. We have class spirit. X We shall put on a knockout play next term. X 32 Jean Tasker Louise Dabovich Catherine Keith HIGH TWO CLASS A PAGE FROM A MARTIAN S DIARY WHO IS VISITING THE EARTH (Not the Diary, the Martian) AMONG other things, I noticed how a group of these girls” stood out from their fellow-creatures. They were called the Hituclass” and seemed to lead in everything they undertook—particularly one day called the Actyvy- teesrallee. The Hitus” wore tight white tunics, with purple cloth triangles draped over their shoulders. I gather that this is the official Hitu” uniform. I asked one of the creatures who was sitting near me what made that Class” sound better than the rest, and she answered PEP.” I’m not sure of the mean- ing of the word, but if it described the Hitus” it must be very complimentary. They also gave a Hitujinx, in which a number of the members of the Class sat on a high floor in the large room and spoke much, after which other creatures again showed that they were pleased by showing their teeth and butting their hands together. These girlse” have in their numbers some who are called debaiturs.” Some of these creatures with the loud voices are Cecilia Rhine, Ernstine Raas and Syra Nalman. Many girlse” in this famous class go-out-for-sports” in which they excel. The leader of the class is named Louise Dabovich; her assistant is Jean Taskar; secretary (one who writes), Katy Keith; treasurer (one who keeps money), Ethel Goss; Sargeant-at-Arms (one who keeps order), Clara Hamil- ton; Yell Leader (one who makes gestures), Elizabeth Muller; her helper, Evelyn Jones. 33 California Young Florence Johnson May Fishstrom LOW II CLASS WITH a group of eager, energetic girls, devoting their spare time to their class, trying to uphold its ideals, and encouraging others to do the same, and altogether valiantly struggling in order to make their class stand out among the others in the school, it could not fail to be, and certainly has been a very successful term for the low sophs. Florence Johnson, supported by a staff that is the last word in efficiency, has proven herself a very painstaking and industrious president. The girls have become members of almost every club in the school, and Mary Haran, the leading lady of Alice in Wonderland” last term, has again shown her mettle in winning the honor of captain of the sophomore and high one baseball team for herself and her class. The class only hopes to have another term as successful as this one has been, and indeed shows every hope of having one, in fact, of having many more. Karolyn Wolf. 34 HIGH ONE CLASS Dorothy Cerf For leading yells we have our Dot, A modern flame who is red hot. When we have a class affair Yelling Dot is always there. Blanche Norton Our prexy needs a helper, too, So we chose Blanche, so sweet and true. A member of the S. P. A., Who ne’er for sports does miss a day. Sylvia Rosenstern Minutes must be up-to-date, Sylvia writes them on her slate. She’s short and chubby, very cute, And a debater of great repute. Lois Miller Prexy Miller’s name is Lois, How to be a prex she’ll show us. We like her ’cause she’s fair and square, In time of need she’s always there. Virginia Kass Virginia of the reddish hair Is a girl that is always there. She keeps us all right up to pep And helped to make our HI rep. Isabelle Drasemer Our HI rep sure is a belle, She does her work so very well; She’s always peppy, full of fun, As well as represents the Hi’s. Marion Goldberg Mirror news must be reported. Marion the position courted; So we elected her to write About the HI students bright. Dorothea Maturin Guarding all the Hi’s money Is a job that isn’t funny. To Dorothea we gave it ’Cause it requires lots of wit. 35 Alfreda Schreiber Helen Hampton Jean Grunsky LOW ONE CLASS LOST: 200 frightened Freshmen. Place: Girl's High School. Date: January 3, 1928. If found, please return to their respective parents. This is how the Class of December, ’31, felt on their arrival at the Girl’s High School. Now, however, we consider ourselves full-fledged members of the school, inferior only to the High Seniors (?). After we had been in school a few weeks and had become acquainted with each other, we elected our class officers, with the assistance of Beverly Fisher and Virginia Mifka. Helen Hampton was elected president, but unfortunately, she met with an accident which has prevented her from returning to school this term, therefore, the vice-president, Alfreda Schreiber, has taken her place. Secretary Jean Grunsky has been ably keeping the minutes, while Janet Bernbaum, our treasurer, takes care of the funds, which have been collected to present a gift to Helen Hampton. Little Moose” (Edith) Hurtgen leads the songs and yells, which have been composed by various members of the class. In the Activities Rally” (the first one in which the Scrubs have participated) Edith surprised the rest of the school by her great ability as yell leader. Many of the Freshmen have shown talent in dramatics, as you may judge from the Freshman Play.” They have also proved good material in debating and outdoor activities. As we are no longer lost, and have settled down to work seriously (?), our ambition is to become as worthy of Girl's High as the Seniors who are leaving it now. Janet Bernbaum, Eleanor Friesby, Ann Rosener. 36 A. A AAA A A A A •Jzu asze-tcr y JT VWAWAV sams u a m L Vi 1 § WWETOSV, Elizabeth Lippet Betty Lummis Beverly Fisher EXECUTIVE COUNCIL President.......................— Vice-President...---------------- Secretary........................ Assistant Treasurer.............. Historian........................ Club Commissioner................ Assistant Club Commissioner...... Cafeteria Commissioner........... Assistant Cafeteria Commissioner First Representative............. Second Representative Third Representative............. Fourth Representative Fifth Representative.......-..... Cheer Leader...................... .....Beverley Fisher .....Elizabeth Lippitt Elizabeth Lummis Ruth Helen Abraham Muriel Rothermel Marian Phillips .......Cecelia Rhine Marguerite Stem .....Madelyn Kelly ... Jane McFarland .....Marian Pauson ........Carol Ruben Florence Johnson .....Isabel Draesemer ........Relda Levy 38 Ruth Helen Abraham Muriel Rothermel Marguerite Siem Madelyn Kelly Marian Phillips Cecelia Rhine Jane McFarland Marion Pauson Carol Ruben Eleanor Johnson Isabel Draesemf.r Gertrude Heskins 39 THE DEBATING CLUB President...........-...........Elizabeth Lippitt Vice-president..._........-......Eleanor Morris Secretary......................._.Barbara Prince The Debating Club has carried on this term, straightening its new branches: The Torch,” its literary (?) contribution, and the Open Forum,” its diversion. NOTE THE FOLLOWING: The Big Team is so full of enthusiasm that there is no limit to their daring. A Second Team enabled four debaters to show their worth. The Sophomores distinguished themselves in several outside debates. To the Freshmen Class a special tribute is due for the amazing response to a call for debaters. We have debated twice with State Teachers’ College of San Francisco, a newcomer in debating. The Debating Club has laid good foundation for the coming fall term, and its members are to be commended for their steadfastness and good work. Elizabeth Lippitt Big Team 40 CAMP FIRE GIRLS THREE cheers for the Girls High League of Camp Fire Girls. With the addition of two new groups, Girls High formed a league, which as a unit, will carry high the standard of truth in ourselves, and love of our fellow man.” The first act of the league was to propose that the girls wear blue camp middies every Wednesday instead of the customary white ones. The suggestion received hearty co-opera- tion, and soon the girls will actually be off to Camp Wasibo to develop the sound body so necessary for a sound mind. Intergroup basketball games and tennis tournaments have afforded much activity and interest during the last term. Camp Fire has grown bigger and better in Girls High, and has earnestly strived to do its part in upholding the high ideals of this school which has so willingly given its encouragement and co-operation. Beverly Fisher GIRL RESERVES A GOOD product with an internationally known reputation does not need a guar- antee to warrant its merit. So, likewise, when you hear the word Lihalomo” you may feel assured that it is not inferior to any club or- ganized to assist any teen-aged girl to face life squarely, and to find and give the best.” Those few concise words explain the purpose of the Girl Reserve organization of which Li- halomo is one link in the huge chain that reaches around the world. The varied meetings, hikes, beach suppers, and banquets afford amusement and entertainment thruout the semester. Lihalomo’s semi-annual publication, Spunk,” has been successfully edited by Esther Pitman during the past year. Every student of Girls High is invited to join Lihalomo by its members and officers who are: President, Elinor Hoffman; Vice-President, Anita Matthiesen; Secretary, Marjorie Sachs; Treasurer, Jane Knight. Eleanor Hoffmann 41 Velma Anderson DRAMATIC CLUB AS you all know, the Dramatic Club is one of the most important organizations of our school. Through the able backing of Mrs. Tharpe and the ever willing assistance of other faculty members the club presented two plays: Sir David Wears a Crown,” a one-act play presented by the Freshmen, which was under the direction of Velma Anderson, and The Romantic Age,” which was given by the upper class girls on May 25th. Adele Kalmbach W1 1 INTERNATIONAL CLUB TTH such a capable leader as Mrs. Alice Wilson, and such willing workers as the of- ficers and members of the club, we were not at all surprised at the number of things accomplished by the International Club. The luncheon on May 5th was a big success. May 18th, known over the world as International Friendship Day,” added another link to the Friendship Chain, which grows stronger as the years go by. Having taken note of the fine work accomplished this term, as well as in the past, we can say truthfully, and with great pleasure: Hurrah for the International Club! It’s keeping up with Girl's High. 42 Romantic Age” Cast Senior International Club Group 43 ORCHESTRA PANDEMONIUM of instrument tuning . . . clarion call to order . . . blast of cornet . . . strains of Robin Hood’’ . . . strict beating of rhythm . . . orchestra practising daily . . . instru- ments tuning again . . . Prince of Pilsen” . . . strains of violins . . . crash of symbols . . . cap- able leadership of Mrs. McGlade . . . orchestra progressing rapidly . . . offers valuable instruc- tion to its members ... a regular three credit course . . . more wails of saxophones . . . blast of cornet . . . crash of symbols! The orchestra, under the leadership of Mrs. McGlade, is rapidly becoming one of the fore- most organizations of the school. Composed of members, the orchestra practises daily, and its members are improving greatly in both their sight reading and interpretation of the classical numbers which they play. Martha Jane Bissell GLEE CLUB Virginia Mifka Bissel as its president. TO think that the bird-like voices of the Girls High Glee Club were wafted over the great expanse of radio-land several times this semester! To think that our Glee Club should have been chosen to sing its charming selections for thousands of people all over Cali- fornia, and perhaps the United States. To think—Oh! to think that at each of these per- formances they trilled themselves to fame. It is doubtful, however, that this could have been achieved without Mrs. McGlade’s excel- lent training and splendid choice of selections. Our Glee has always been an exceedingly recreational and enjoyable organization, but this term it reached its pinnacle with Martha Jane 44 Glee Club Orchestra 45 DANCING CLUB A FEW years ago several girls, who wanted to belong to some activity of the school, but, were not heartily interested in any activity then existing in Girl’s High, went to Mrs. Tharpe and asked her if she wouldn't act as supervisor of a new club which they were going to form. Mrs. Tharpe agreed, and so the Dancing Club came into existence. This club is a very interesting one. All members who join take part in its activities. The girls put steps to music and so compose their own dances. When there are operettas, etc., at school, the club usually helps with the dancing. This last term the Dancing Club didn’t participate in any performances for the public, but has been spending much time on practice work. Every Tuesday, X period, the Club met with Maydelle Roberts, president; Helen Oakes, secretary; Mrs. Tharpe, supervisor; Marjorie Sachs, pianist. ili THE SPANISH CLUB UNDER the leadership of Eda Salzmann, presi- dent; Jane Worley, vice-president; Borgney Drange, secretary, and Margaret Vanderburgh, pro- gram director, the Spanish Club of Girl’s High School is concluding one of the most successful terms in its history. As many of the meetings are held in Spanish as is possible, and some very interesting programs have been given. The girls play Spanish games, sing Spanish songs, and hear of the people and life in the Spanish-speaking countries when various members make reports about them. One of the outings of the term was to the statue of Cervantes in Golden Gate Park, on April 14. This trip is an annual affair and a program is given at the statue in Cervantes’ honor. On the twenty-third of April of every year, an essay contest on Cervantes, or his work, is held in commemoration of his death. A medal is awarded to the member of each affiliated club or department for the best essay. 46 I Spanish Hub (rrcup Jr Joy Stuart Muriel Ireland Alice Pistolf.si THE FRENCH CLUB The French Club has started another year and is prospering under the able leadership of Miss H. Revoy, adviser, Joy Stuart, President; Barbara Wilstin, Vice-President; J. Hirsh, Secretary. Requirements—One year of French. The meetings are made interesting as the mem- bers take part in the programs. ill THE GERMAN CLUB Konnt ihr lachen und singen? Konnt ihr deutsch sprechen und schreiben? Sagt nicht nein, ach nein! Kommt mir mit zum Deutschen Verein. If you don’t understand, and would like to, join the German club! Anyone who speaks, has spoken, or would like to speak German is eligible. Sinn und Unsinn,” some sense and loads of nonsense is published each term. The club adviser is Mrs. Bickel and the club meets X period on the second Tuesday of every month. i i i THE CLASSICAL CLUB Once upon a time, not very long ago, the Latin Club was the foremost club in Girls High; and last term under the able direction of Mr. Centner this forgotten club was revived by the upper-class students of Latin. The name is now The Classi- cal Club.” So enthusiastic are these Latin students that this club is destined to become as popular as the former Latin Club. The officers for this term are: Pres., Alice Pis- tolesi; Vice-Pres., Isabel Louisson; Secretary, Susan Heymann; Treasurer, Muriel Chadwick; Muse of Music, Marian McLennon. 48 THE BANK A successful system has been established under the direction of Mr. Brookwell of the Anglo-Cali- fornia Trust Co., and the leadership of Frances Peabody, Prex., with Miss Flynn as faculty ad- visor. When a coupon book (denominations $.25- $.50-$1.00) is completed the money is credited on the depositor's book to earn 4(4% interest. This system will simplify, save time, and bring new depositors to the bank. ill THE BIRD AND FLOWER CLUB Join the Bird and Flower Club and you have actual experiences on field trips with your nature friends. Under the sponsorship of Miss Petit and the assistance of our officers namely: President, Genevieve Schneir; Vice-President, Helen Oppen- heim; Secretary, Helene Vichory; Historian, Ger- trude Preston, we have been able to secure scien- tists of note to give us lectures on birds and flowers. The Bird and Flower Club is open to all girls interested. 1-ri THE JAZZ BAND With apologies to Lloyd Mayer I mean I ACtually Do! The Girls Hi JAZZ Band is the best EVer and is UNder the direction of Mr. Kennedy. When the Prex. Georgie Ken- nedy gets her CLarinet started it won’t STOP. My dear I can’t control my pedal extremities when I hear the WAils and moANs of the saxaphones played by Geneva Parkhill and Helen Jordan. The piano KEYS do danCE when Louise Cimolio gets started, and the corNET player, Emma Brauer, certainly knows HER stuff and so does the DRum- mer, Ruth Anderson. The violIN player, Edna Black, is the peppiest in the school and HOW! 49 Marion Phillips Marie Eschen Rosemarie Kiernan THE JOURNAL CLUB A dub truly worthy of the support of the school is the Journal Club, which, though it has inau- gurated many new methods this semester, has had in all a most successful term. Miss Flynn who has capably advised us through our period of adjust- ment and the club officers: Marian Phillips, Pres, and Margaret Friedman, Sec., as well as the cap- able staff, have brought the Journal club into prominence as one of the leading organizations of the school. The Journal club seeks the support of the entire Student Body for the Journal and invites all those who are interested in Journalism, Art, or Business to sign up for the respective staffs at the beginning of the term. THE CARE AND CULTURE CLUB The club is a new organization and its purpose is to help the girls to develop themselves in habits of cleanliness and personal care. We are attempt- ing to teach the girls the correct methods of caring for their appearance. At our meetings we have discussions on the hair, skin, nails, and other sub- jects of interest. Whenever possible a beauty specialist gives a lecture. The members of the club, though but a small groun, are very enthusias- tic. The officers of the club are: Pres., Marie Eschen; Vice-pres., Ethel Livingston; Sec., Sigrid Drange. We will be glad to welcome as members any girls that may feel interested. THE ROOTERS CLUB D-e, D-e, D-e-b-a-t-e-r-s, Debaters!!—is the loud cry that was made by the enthusiast rrowd of rooters at the many debates held during this term. The Rooter Section means to the school what a brass band is to an army. It raises the standard of loyalty and pride to our school. Through Relda Levy and our advisor Mr. Dupuy this club has been reaching the top. They are the ones who have aroused the spirit of the girls. We started this term well by electing for our President, Rosemarie Kiernan; Vice-president, Carol Ruben; Secretary, Elinor Kahn; Yell-leader, Relda Levy. It won’t be long now! 50 Isabel Louisson Jane Brandenstein Elizabeth Burnell THE JOURNAL STAFF Jane Brandenstein, Editor Isabel Louisson, Business Manager Elizabeth Burnell, Art Editor Claire Bush Mignon Hill Gertrude Kruse Jeannette Gormley Elizabeth Best Susan Heymann Marian Phillips Isabel Draesemer Edith Arnstein Margaret Friedman Bernita Bertram Joy Stuart Barbara Cummings Adelaide Britton Lorraine Gorfinkle Jane McFarland 52 Claire Bush Mignon Hill Gertrude Kruse Jeannette Gormley Elizabeth Best Susan Heymann Marian Phillips Isabel Draesemer 53 Edith Arnstein Margaret Freioman Bernita Bertram Joy Stuart Barbara Cummings Adelaide Britton Lorraine Gorfinkle Jane McFarland 54 y r THE MIRROR'' ''The Paper With a Personality” PEOPLE are very definitely individuals. You meet people you like, and then again, you meet people you most decidedly dislike. It is just exactly the same thing with newspapers. There are as many types of newspapers as there are of individuals— the conservatives, the radicals, the enlightened, and the unenlightened. The Mirror is an intelligent, enlightened school paper. The Mirror staff endeavors to write material with an appeal to a majority of girls in the school. One finds jokes with that personal touch” on the second page for the girl who likes to see her name in print. For the more modest, unassuming, intellectual reader, there is the editorial page and the two middle columns of the second page. And for the mere seeker of news, there is the entire front page which is devoted solely to straight news” articles. In short, the Mirror has IT.” Everything that goes on in Girls’ High School may be found within its sixteen columns. Virginia Mifka, this term’s editor, has lived up to the excellent standard set by her predecessors, and the Mirror continues to hold a firm place in the hearts of its readers. Virginia Mifka Mirror Staff 5 Torch Staff Sinn und Unsinn Staff 56 n rc. W Fcrr 4nc . THE BALLAD OF SIR HUMPHREY OTRIGGER The best of men it has been said In times of stress may lose his head. This truth, my friends, if truth it be Shall be our theme as you will see. Sir Humphrey was a warrior bold Who took Utropin for his cold He wandered forth one summer’s day To see what luck might chance his way. He went into the forest deep Where lovely Gretchen watched her sheep He found her mids’t the flowers yellow Emitting bellow after bellow. Fair maid,” quoth he, why is’t you weep?’ A wicked knight hath stole my sheep.” Rise up my child and weep no more I’ll find your sheep e’er day is o’er.” Hurray! cried she. Oh sirrah kind My hand you get when them you find. (This line, oh reader, you’ll agree Could hardly more inspiring be.) Utropin is a trade name for Hexamethel. 58 With joyous heart Sir Humphrey turned, His spurs into his horse he churned. He started on his vengeful ride To find this man, and tan his hide. At last beneath a beech-nut tree Sir Humphrey met his advers'ry En garde!” shrieked he with all his might. (That’s how, my dears, one starts a fight.) They fought that day and all that night. Alack our hero—sad his plight— His foe did prove to be too strong For Hump to right our Gretchen’s wrong. So ’neath that pleasant beech-nut tree A sad and dismal sight we see Sir Humphrey turned his head aside The quivering of his lips to hide. His rival slipped around the tree His lips curled back in fiendish glee Hump saw the blade come toward his throat And gathered breath enough to quote— The best of men, it has been said In times of stress may lose his head.” 59 Poem by Helen Wright. Illustrations by Elizabeth Burnell. MY FIRST HORSEBACK RIDE THE recollection of this memorable ride is still so vivid in my memory that, without exaggeration, to recall it fairly makes my whole body ache. Let me for a space go over the details of my bouncing experience on the back of what some generous-minded person might call a horse. It was just ten o'clock of a beautiful, sunny, cloudless Saturday morning when my whole family was kind enough to escort me to the riding stables. I was fully dressed in a brown, rather good looking riding costume with black boots, and, to complete the beauty of my appearance, I wore a brown velvet jockey cap. When I had glanced into the mirror before leaving home, I thought to myself that there surely never was an equestrienne that could compare with me in style. In this thought I imagine I was correct, because everyone’s first impulse, when regarding my modish appearance, was to burst into gales of laughter. Of course, all this amused me very much, and I was quite pleased to find my own innocently witty remarks concerning equestrian pleasures amusing others. After my instructor and the rest of the grooms and stable boys had settled down to business, my horse was escorted into my presence. My heart gave a huge jump and with one leap was in my throat. What did I behold? A huge raw-boned black mare was standing blinkingly in front of me. Having always imagined that size meant speed and strength, I was seized with an uncomfortable spasm of fear. I sought to steal modestly away, but I was seized by the two tremendous arms of my teacher, and seated awkwardly on the bony back of my mare. No sooner was I seated than I was led into a huge ring where in reality began my torture. My instructor handed me four thick straps which are called reins. After this he gave a loud command, and off I started, shrieking with fear and discomfort. Afrer what seemed an interminable time, my instructor suddenly recalled that I was still galloping wildly around in a circle. He grew charitable and strove to rescue me. Just then I slid off rather abruptly, and found myself sitting breathless on the ground. Here we ended my most memorable ride. I can still picture my whole family as I was dashing miserably around on my coal black steed. E%'ery cloud has a silver lining, however, and I was glad to see someone who could laugh over my misery. Alas, it was a month before I could wrinkle my face into anything resembling a happy expression, when I thought of that fatal horseback ride. 60 Elizabeth Lippitt. CLOCKS CLOCKS, especially alarm clocks, have always been the bane of my exist- ence: for, above all things else, 1 dislike being fastened down to any definite time for doing things, and for what other purpose were clocks made than to remind us of unpleasant things to be done, I say unpleasant things, for who needs a reminder, so that he may not be late at the theatre, or may stay too long in school? Of all clocks, however, I believe that those made with a harsh, prolonged, ringing noise set to rouse one at six-thirty are the most objectionable. Half past six is not such a horrible hour for rising on these pleasant spring mornings; but when it is cold, and damp, and dark, and you have to go to school, who can welcome that malevolent ringing which always manages to rouse every other person in the house long before the slumberer who must awaken has been roused from his first deep sleep? Nevertheless, in spite of this lack of melody, I prefer the genuine, old-fashioned alarm-clock to its modern imitations which play gay little tunes calculated to make the person aroused start the day right, with music in his soul. This type of clock has always a dire effect upon me, and leaves me with the feeling that I am being mocked and jeered at by a very annoying little Polyanna striving to disprove the old saying, Sing before breakfast, cry before night.” On the other hand, let us think of our subject from the viewpoint of the clock. It must be very annoying to receive instructions to wake someone at a set hour; and, when you try your very best, to be very promptly silenced by the angry gestures of a decidedly angry individual. If, however, the clock should try to remedy matters the next night by not ringing at all, it is quite apt to find itself thrown out of house and home by a person still more irate than when wakened the previous morning. I suppose that our elders are quite correct in their advice, but just how to use it, I have not yet decided. Nor am I alone in this respect. Let us see the result of clock-gazing in the school room. If you glance clockward too often, you are sure to hear the all too familiar words, Stop watching the clock! If, on the other hand, you disregard it entirely, and consequently are only half-way through your examination when the bell rings, you hear, Not finished! Why didn’t you look at the clock?” Again, the time is so long be- tween ticks of these electric clocks, and when I stop to reflect that I must listen to forty-five of those ticks before gaining my release! . . . We have all heard the expression that it went like clockwork”; we have heard the none-too-flattering comparison between clockwork and dancing. To me, clocks and clockwork are most peculiar things; however, I suppose that I appear just as peculiar to them, for I consider them my pet aversion. M. V. 61 HONOR EDWARD CRANDAL mounted the steps of his childhood home, Briar- wood.” Only that afternoon, they had made speeches about him; he had been proclaimed a master of the drama. One enthusiastic admirer had even compared him with Shakespeare. The past six months had been for him a glorious round of triumph, but, now, tired of it all, he sought refuge in the place, and pondered over the events of the day. Deep in his heart, he knew they had exaggerated their statements regarding him. He was no mastermind; he was no genius. All his achievements had been due to work —hard work. Someone had remembered him as a child, and had described in extravagant detail his striking originality and talent. The crowd had drunk it in, marvelling. That evening Crandal made a thorough exploration of Briarwood”— the most delightful evening he had spent in years. Everywhere, he found relics of his childhood. About twelve o’clock he seated himself in the library with a pile of old school books before him. One note book, ragged and worn around the edge, attracted him especially; it was a Latin note book. The writing, with its artificial sweeps and curves, was hardly visible; and he recalled the foolish pride with which he had dashed off those childish sen- tences—sentences though even then, at eighteen, he had not understood. In a flash, he realized that this handwriting typified his whole life. Ornate, yet careless, it was, dashing but without character. For the first time in years, he looked at himself squarely, and the disagreeable truth seized him. His plays were without a spark of originality; their very plots had been deliber- ately copied from the works of masters; yet he had so cleverly embellished these copies as entirely to deceive his public. In vain, he tried to justify himself for disguising his hypocrisy? Are there not some devices which every dramatist is entitled to use? Everyone enjoyed his plays. What difference did it make where they came from? Here again he was trying to deceive himself as he had deceived others. Still staring at the writing before him, he read on: Then Honor, lifting her great white wings soars, a gleam of light in the black vault of heaven. She guides the weary wanderer to the safe shore of righteousness. Always a messenger of the truth she is an enemy of false- hood and deceit.” Edward Crandal read no more. These lines, crude as they were, were to him a revelation. They were his own translation, yet how slight an impres- sion they had made upon him at the time! How true it all was! Honor had failed him; in the eyes of the world he was a genius; in his own heart he was a cheat. Always a messenger of the truth, she is an enemy of lying and falsehood.” After reading these words in his own handwriting, could Edward Crandal possibly go on living as he had before? 62 —Alice Pisto esi. MAROONED ON THE DESERT Cactura was a lonesome village nestled close to a mountain of stark rock. It was an incongruous muddle of varied architecture, looking forlornly out upon a harsh, grey desert of sage-brush and cactus. Alas! We of Cactura’s chief hostelry were neither picturesque cow-boys, nor isolated Indians, nor even penniless Mexicanos. We were the accumulated diseases of these United States in search of health. The dominating impulses which led us to this spot were three: tuberculosis, solitude, and real estate. The sun rose in Cactura with minute regularity and set each night in much the same way. The diversity of evening hues called forth the same range of adjectives from the same number of desert-lovers every night. Life consisted of food, sleep, symptom discussion, and interminable sitting about. The sheer monotony sent one into a state of frenzied hilarity extremely irritating to one’s co-sufferers. To break through the dull uniformity came the storm. Rain-rain-rain! Ceaseless rain! Bridges broken. Wires down. Roads washed away—Aha!— A sensation at last! We are marooned! To add insult to injury, we were restricted to two pats of butter a day. The idea! Hadn’t Dr. Salinsky said definitely that Mrs. Arnold was to have four pats? This was simply ridiculous and not to be tolerated! She might have a crisis” at any moment. The poor lady was in a state of mental exhaustion from excessive shopping and had come to be fed up, not put on a starvation diet; besides which, she was paying exorbitant prices for sunshine and sunsets. Couldn’t something be done about it? The management groaned, sent her an extra French roll, and looked despairingly out at a miserable dreary, and drenched desert. The unceasing rain, of which I have spoken so vehemently, continued for five days. It was a source of increasing indignation to all the hotel guests. It proved particularily annoying to one Mr. Jackson, a string bean king from Louisville. He was suffering from acute ego, a bad hip, and an unutterable temper. He was a big man. Los Angeles awaited him with a billion dollar deal, a chamber of commerce banquet, and publicity. Fancy his dismay, and the com- plete annihilation of any trace of good humour he possessed, when he discov- ered delay was inevitable. With admirable fortitude, he overcame his desire to cause the financial wreck of Cactura, and decided to curse, play bridge, and prepare impromptu speeches instead. Then there was the poetess who had come to breathe the air of God’s own country, to thrill at the great silences, and to be one with nature! (Her husband was a realtor.) Think then, what torture it was to her to be confined within man-made prison walls. Ruth Randall, a suffragette, was one of the most energetic of the hotel guests. With the hope of achieving some moral conquests, she had come to Cactura and incited its passive wives to daring revolt. Her successes were 63 beyond conception. Now those great lanky cow-boys could be seen wistfully washing greasy plates, while the women, under the influence of the enlightened Ruth, made speeches and studied politics. When the rain came, poor Miss Randall must cease her missionary enter- prise and act normally for a few days—possibly even become feminine. Another who took the stor mseverely was Lawson, an artist-professor. He was one of those cultured gentlemen who ooze erudiction. Lifting his eyebrow and curling his finger, he would glance to the left and right exclaiming ardently, Americans are so bourgeois!” There were the five Miss Digsbys each having something ending in itis.” Let us have compassion on the mother of this Frightful Five, all of whom were unmarried. For them the rain brought sneezes, wheezes, and gneeral decrep- ancy. After an interminable five days, there came a break in the storm. I rushed towards the Southern Pacific, boarded the waiting train, heaved a huge sigh of relief, and left my assortment of desert rats to work out their own salvation. AMBITION The world rings in my ears As yet I have not answered it If I reply It will be with a long clear call That echoes afterward. The world rings in my ears And I am longing, hoping, praying I may answer it For in my ears I hear a long clear call And in my mind, I hear an acho. E. Arnstein. 64 THOUGHTS IN AND ON AN IMAGINARY CATHEDRAL I SHALL build a cathedral of divine beauty So glorious, that in it one is overcome. Here fear must vanish; grief must vanish, And nothing must remain but pleasure, Deep, satisfying pleasure. So exquisite will it be that all shall feel exultant While steeped in its rhythm and its grace. Herein will be the answer to all things— To death—to life—to God. Herein shall be great masses of tender radiating rhythmic beauty. I shall build this building—this shrine. Here all men will come and worship, Worship truth. I shall tell them truth. I shall call things by their right names. I shall show them God. I will say, Behold! God is the cosmos. God is the delicate tracery on the tiniest leaf. God is nothing but beauty And vastness filling a void in the souls of men.” There in the splendid glory of the great temple In the intoxication of their souls, They will feel. They will bow down. They will understand! J. B„ J. ’28. 65 THE DRESDEN DOLL A dainty Dresden maiden, Although so very shy, Was thought to smile upon a youth Who for her hand did try. He was a noble laddie, This youth so young and fair, Who made you smile in sympathy To see him standing there. And often, at the midnight hour When dolls may roam the halls. He danced with her a minuet At all the nursery balls. At last one night he whispered, Fair maid, will you be mine? I’ll love you very tenderly, And give you dresses fine.” The dainty miss was haughty And said to him, My pride Would never let me marry you. I cannot be your bride.” We’ll have to live a life apart, You are not in my class; For I’m of Dresden china, While you are only glass.” —Margaret Vanderburgh. 66 SCHOOL DAYS AYS of education, palpitation, Estimation, realization; Days of idealization, syncopation, Americanization and formation, These are school days. Days of reformation, information, Edification, illumination; Days of concentration, decoration, Affiliation, affectation, These are school days. Days of subordination, elevation, Application, expectation; Days of versification, inspiration, Experimentation, examination, These are school days. Editor's P. S.: Does this startling affirmation Cause you any consternation? This should be elimination ■Marian Phillips ooh! 67 FOG AT SEA Faint, white wisps of fairies rushing Thin and ghost-like fingers brushing Mystic arms the moon entwining— Wraith-like fog. Shrieking, quivering, sighing, moaning, Fog-horns hoarse their weird songs droning Unseen waters softly surging— Hidden Sea. Mystic lights the water riding Spectral shapes so softly gliding Shadowy masts their dim sails flying— Passing ships. Unknown ships, the sea, the fog— A phantom world. —Helen Brown i i 1 A beggar asked, Who are you?” I said, I am he who would sail With the wind in his face Far out on the sea.” He said, Look at your hand, You’ll never sail on the sea You were only made to work in the sand.” 1 said. The water washes the waves High on the shore. I'll work in the sand Near the sea, and some day a wave of the waters Will take me to sail Far out on the sea. 68 —Jeanette Gormley A ROSE A golden sunbeam captured just at dawning; A tiny rainbow stolen from the fading sunset sky; A little skylark's happy song of Summer; A scent of perfume wafted from a breeze which murmured by; A crystal raindrop from a bubbling brook which sparkling flows; Of all these myriad things, God made a rose. —Elizabeth Darling Best. ECSTASY I feel the wind caress my cheek A strange exuberance thrills my heart; Discarding care, I throw my arms Apart, embracing passionately The wind, the hills, the sea, the night. —Carolyn Hall. THE STREAM BY THE MILL There’s a hurrying, scurrying, in the stream by the mill. There’s a lashing and a splashing, in the stream by the mill. All day long ’tis toiling, Its clear green waters boiling; Roaring ever, ceasing never, Is the stream by the mill. —Alberta Pope. 69 POETRY Winged, set free, Devoid of fetters, Dancing in glee— A myriad letters Join hand in hand. Form works, you see, And softly entoned, Make poetry. —Alice Reinhart A DAY OR SO I made a resolution a day or so ago, I kept my resolution—for a day or so. I made a little promise to a person that I know, I kept my little promise—for a day or so. I was longing for some pleasure a day or so ago, I took it and it lasted—for a day or so. I had a true and faithful love a day or so ago, I vowed to love forever, and I loved—a day or so. I feel that I am very old, that life must always go, Just on and on forever, yet it’s just—a day or so. —Alice Reinhart I cannot see my way For the blackness of the night. I cannot see my way Am I blinded by the light? —Jeannette Gormley 70 The S. P. A., we all must say Is full of pep, girls, every way!” The Beach Supper, the Launch Ride, and the Hare and Hounds Chase, held for the entire S. P. A., were howling successes, as were the Baseball, Girl’s Beach Supper, the Volley Ball, Girls, Mulligan Feed, the Tennis Girls’ Picnic, and the Swimming and Archery Girls’ trip to Searsville Lake. There was a large turn out for sports this term, consequently, the game held a keen interest for everyone. The awards were distributed at the semi-annual banquet, and the number of girls who received them shows that S. P. A. girls are doing their best to live up to the Sportsman’s Code of Hpnor, Be a� good Sport; and play the game, in victory or defeat.” '' S. P. A. Board Dorobhy As.ymond flsro te-b fb. e. nood VoUe-yb ' °Qa.se bo. MANAGERS ( f) out f gne s Silver SzwitnminQ Ruth Vbndsor Tennis Alice Ryder Jrc-ht 7 73 74 H Z Basketball Team L ¥anc H-ty Baseball learn 75 Tennis Group SO� bet r frume. . 78 nxRjf1 H ittino ihe. 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P'dlBoA F£fh,. 79 THE EDITOR, BUSINESS MANAGER, AND ART EDITOR GO INTERVIEWING WE are in a large printing firm. The three editors enter boldly. The editor makes sub-rosa observations as to the color of the clerk s necktie. The art editor smiles expansively, a large genial smile! The business manager titters nervously. We approach an undersized clerk feeling it safer. To our consternation, he attacks us viciously, saying, What can I do for you? The editor is about to say, Not a thing; anyone with a striped suit, and a purple nose can have-----” She is interrupted in her thoughts by the saving diplomacy of the worthy artist. We are from the Girl's High School,” she begins. He, he, titters the business manager. Don't forget what Miss Flynn said about the-----” Will you be quiet?” roars the provoked editor. But really—” our artist begins again. The door is on the left!” This in a peremptory tone from the clerk! Exit in deep melancholia the three worthies. 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