Girls Latin School - Liber Annalis Yearbook (Boston, MA)

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we looked around, everyone else was doing the same. The chairs on which we had been seated during the performance had disap- peared. Since we had left our hats at home, we sat on the floor. Pat told us that she was secretary to the Mock Turtle, and spent her time recording his autobiography. Sally was the receptionist for the Mad Hatter. Since the Hatter had had a quarrel with time a few weeks before, and it was now always six o'clock, she spent most of her time sending out invitations for tea. As we rose to go, Sally handed us an invitation to tea with the Mad Hatter, which we promised to accept. We were stepping out of the store when we bumped into Davida Hotz, who was studying her watch and muttering to her- self as she rushed past us. We hurried after her to see what she was saying. As we got closer we heard her say, Oh, my stars and planets! It's a month later than I thought! The queen will be furious if I'm late. Deciding that we'd better not bother her, we turned down a little side street. J ust as we rounded the corner, we ran into Joanne Prlves, who was walking' slowly along Cunusual for Joanneb, staring at nothing at all, and talking excitedly. We soon learned that she was composing extra verses to Lewis Carrol1's Jabberwocky, to be used by those who forget their theo- rems in geometry classes. She was on her way to a famous publisher of the series, Helps and Hindrances to Learning. We were interested to hear that this benefac- tor of scholars was our G. L. S. classmate, Barbara Reisner. As she meandered away, Joanne motion- ed to the display window of a nearby book- store. Here were many books published by Barbara. Virginia Varteresian's best seller, How to Recite Virgil in Latin Class by Means of Mental Telepathy, Maria Sur- ette's geometric novel, How to Form the Plural of Radius and Locus, Joan O'Neil's unabridged version of the modern diction- ary, with oversized words and definitions, l 46 and featuring the correct spelling of D. D. T., and Grace Kiley's Jokes Thought up during Chemistry Periods were all on display. We turned from the window just in time to see Patricia McCulloch climbing up a large tree. She called down to us not to make a sound, or we might frighten the Cheshire Cat, which she was chasing. Be- fore we could answer, a fire truck came around the corner, with Lois Paradise at the wheel. Hilda Hansen jumped down from the back, and having quickly erected a ladder, held it while Patricia and the cat climbed down. Thereupon they all climbed onto the truck again, and with a clang of the bell they were off. Just as we were wondering what weird thing would happen next, Rose Kurhan and Sandra Rowe jumped out from behind a mushroom. Now, girls, they cried, you know they were due last Christmas, and without your contribution Ann G'avin's Nature Lovers' Society will go to pot. Remember, you've got the whole weekend to think about itg so don't forget to bring your bugs on Monday. On linishing this unexpected oration, Rose and Sandra both dashed down the street after an unusually large purple caterpillar. We then turned into a nearby artist's stu- dio because Daphne wondered what kind of art they had in this confusing Wonderland. Inside, we found Cynthm Marks busy at an easel. As we glanced at the sketches hanging on the walls we realized that Cynthia's specialty was architectural de- signing as well as interior decorating. She told us that she had just finished a set of plexi-glass houses with atomic fabrics used in the interiors. These she had made public through Drusilla Wells' We Hound You until You Advertise agency. As we were talking, Abigail Caplan ran in to ask Cynthia to repaint her book cov- ers. Abigail, it seems, was hard at work thinking up questions to trap Professor Einstein and other experts. Whenever she ran out of ideas, she had Cynthia repaint l

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One look was enough, and, dodging a nucleus here and there, we ducked out the door. From the next building, which looked rather like a teacup turning upside down, we heard strains of music. Glancing in, we found a concert in progress. Nancy Narnansky and Charlotte Rothberg were at the pianos, Irene Snchecki at the violin, and Barbara Caliri at the accordion. The Barbaras, Smythe and Enrnan were the vocalists. The Mock Turtle was conducting the performance, standing on a high pedes- tal and waving his front fiappers. Catch- ing sight of Patricia Ferroli collecting tickets, and remembering that We were penniless, we moved on down the street. New discoveries awaited us. On a nearby billboard flashed the dazzling smile of Marie Martin in an advertisement for Toothydent toothpowder. A newsboy passed by calling, Extral Extra! Big croquet match in honor of the queen! Read all about it! Get your Wonderland Gazette right here! Extra! By this time Betty Lou had discovered a couple of pennies in her pocket, and so we bought a copy of the paper. Across the top was stated that it was Written, Compiled, Edited, Published, and Read by Lucy Mannelianf' We were just about to read the leading article on the croquet contest when Bill the Crocodile scurried past, calling to us to hurry to the square, where there was a baseball game in progress. We rushed after him, arriving just in time to see Eileen Tessier bat a ball into the bleachers and hit Barbara Sullivan., the well-known inventor of Sullivan's slip- less shoes for slippery streets. Jean 0'Brien, who, incidentally, had designed the park, dragged her off Cby means of the never-to-be-forgotten man-carryl to the hospital financed and run by Dorothy Fitz- gerald. Looking around we saw an attractive dress shop across the street. Joining the crowd we entered. Inside, we found a fashion show in progress. One of the girls, who was modeling a dress to be worn while playing croquet with the queen, resembled Carita Coleman very closely. We were dis- cussing the similarity when the fashion commentator trotted in. Immediately the chattering of the buyers ceased, and all listened intently for her observations. speak, we recognized voice, and we knew When she began to Madeline Arnrheinis immediately how she came to be considered an expert on fashion. She spoke so quickly and with such conviction that everyone thought that she surely must know what she was talking about, although they them- selves didn't quite understand. From her lightning-like stream of chatter we gath- ered that the Duchess Yvonne Apsit was the creator of the fashions which we were being shown. Soon tea was served. That is, the teacups were passed around, and we all stood in line at the Water fountain to fill our cups with oyster stew. As we were waiting our turn, We noticed Helen West standing at one side, scribbling busily in a notebook. She told us that she was fashion editor of the Mirror, Sarah Siegel being the owner and chief editor. It was published in Latin, every other month, Fraedelle Wallack being the editor in charge of grammar. Janet Rollins, as edi- tor of the domestic section, was quite clever at giving hints on How to Knit Argyle Socks with Orange Toes while preparing a Dinner of Shrimp Wiggle and Chocolate Mousse. We finally filled our cups with oyster stew, and as we were looking around for a place to sit, we caught sight of Patricia Devlin and Sally Doherty at the other end of the salon. As we hurried up to them, we noticed that they were sitting on their hats, instead of on chairs. To be sure, as 39.19-. E451

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her bookcovers, and then she went at it again. Since they had to decide whether the books should be a mustard color with pink spots or pink stripes this time, we excused ourself and left. We were once more on the street when we heard a voice behind us say, Fm SO happy. We knew instantly that it must be Carol Popp, and so it was. She was de- lighted to see us, and told us all the latest news. She said that Barbara Lomax was a judge now, and Marion Kohr a skillful law- yer. She had read in the Gazette that Marion had been the attorney for the de- fense when the Knave of Hearts had been accused of stealing the tarts. The case had come up before Barbara just the week before. Another item of interest was that Mary Joan Cronin had become a famous scientist, and now spent her time defying the Law of Gravity. As soon as Carol had left us, we started for the seashore. Scarcely had Wwe gone a little way along the beach, when we heard a melancholy song, intermingled with long, heavy sobs. Rounding the bend, we saw Greta Jones and Sally Ann Ferry doing a Lobster Quadrille with the Mock Turtle. Two lines, cried the Mock Turtle. Clear away' the jelly 'fish and away we go- Two head lobsters cross over, And by your gentleman pause. Two side lobsters cross over, And all join claws. Honor -yourf corner lobster, Swing your partner more, Dosados to your partner, And promenade the shore. After the first six measures, the three went skipping down the beach, and dis- appeared over the horizon. My! times do change, said Betty Lou. While we stood there wiggling our toes in the sand, we suddenly caught the famil- iar 'drone of Amo, amas, amat, coming from behind a pile of brown seaweed. Our first thought was to run in the opposite di- rection, but our second thought was to find out why Virginia D'Arcy was reciting Latin. There she was, her Latin class spread before her - ten of the biggest, brightest oysters we had ever seen. And that was not all. Further down the beach we saw Barbara Shafran with all the little oysters, who were playing In and Out the Windows. We decided to leave Virginia and Bar- bara to their oysters, and continued down the shore. Having proceeded only a little way, we came across Joyce Gandle, who was writing in the sand with her toe. Joyce had been around the world, and was now writing her autobiography, The Universe and How I Love It. Every time she fin- ished a chapter, however, thetide would rise, and wash it away. While we stood there, trying to think of something comforting to say to Joyce, the Dormouse and the March Hare came run- ning up to inform us of the premier of Macbeth at Ye Old Wonder Playhouse. Be- cause of a delay in changing rowboats, we didn't arrive until the Sleep Walking Scene. Mary Clifford, the charming and talented hostess, showed us to our seats. On the stage Leila Kirschen, as Lady Macbeth, was attempting unsuccessfully to clean spots off her hands with Duzn't, the new cleaning soap invented by Marie Bibilos. ' The whole first row was occupied by Marie Pritchard and her twelve children, including three pairs of twins. On our way out we passed a Red Cross booth. In one corner stood Esther Walder folding bandages, and in the other corner, Nadine Lane was administering First Aid to some unfortunate individual, who was so foolish as to come up the down stairway. On the street Vivian Schell skooted by on her combination air-land-sea-mobile, driven by jet propulsion. At the corner we saw the dazzling lights of the local show, run by Norma Slade, which was featuring in technicolor Cdone mostly in black and bluesl a film starring Katherine Welch, entitled, How to Fall Gracefully and Harmlessly to the Floor from a Standing Position. , , I f47:l