Hamden Hall Country Day School - Perennial Pine Yearbook (New Haven, CT)

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' 11-1.2 ,: Perennial Eine 19 4 9 I EDITED BY THE CLASS OF 1949 of HAMDEN HALL COUNTRY DAY SCHOOL 1108 WHITNEY AVENUE NEW HAVEN, CONNECTICUT PERENNIAL PINE 1949 Ediforial Sfaff Miss Marjorie Stewart Bn.rim'.u.i- Azi1'c1'ti.i'i1zg- Pbolograpby Editor-in-Chief-Fola Schaeffer A.r.ri.rta1zt-Editor-John Cronan Loel Kaiser James Cave Raymond Blakeslee Victor Richer Sally Nichols Helmuth Krause Robert Davidson Faculty Arlz'i.rer,r - Mrs. Stuart Small -- Mr. Alfred Fauver Lilcmtffre- Lois Hall Thomas Roche Dmfmztiar- .Ioyce Slater Marjorie Wilkes Social Actizfitief-Stisan Wagner Atblelicr-Evelyn Raclemacher Glen Furbish C irmlfztioaz-Beverly Tata f ou 1' You have met with dignity and purposefulness the challenge of these postrwar years. Your fine leadership and spirit of cooperation have meant much to your faculty and fellow students in Hamden Hall. E. STANLEY TAYLOR It has been my pleasure and privilege to associate with you as fellow travellers on the Road of Life, as co-workers in the many tasks which we have undertaken together, and as companions in the many good times shared within the walls of Hamden Hall. ' A MARGARET T. TAYLOR En Ihnzv who haue nnhlg muh unarliiahlg tnilrh tu rhuratr ua in Ihr ihrala nf mia- hum, trutlg, anh unhvrztunhing an that wr mag aupirr In makv this a umrlh nf pvnrr muh happinrzn, mr humhlg hrhimir this Mrrrnnial liinr. if I?-Ji V . V 17. A ,xv j i -b XM ,fi ma ffl, at , , I N HAMDEN HALL COUNTRY DAY SCHOOL is located on the College Highway about a half mile north of the boundary between I-Iamden and New Haven. The school, which stands on a hill overlooking Lake Whitney, is surrounded by athletic and recreation fields covering several acres. There is also a small woodland, a favorite retreat. The building is a large, rambling structure which creates a friendly, home atmosphere for the many well-lighted classrooms. It contains an auditorium for morning chapel, indoor sports, and other school activities, and a stage with complete lighting facilities, which is often in demand for class and musical projects. The large, comfortable living room with its cheery fireplace is enjoyed by students and faculty. HAMDEN HALL, one of the earliest country day schools, was founded in 1912 by Dr. .john P. Cushing. It enjoyed a long and successful career as a boys' school. In 1926 Dr. H. Harold Vreeland, Jr., became director of the school and continued in this capacity until Headmaster E. Stanley Taylor took charge in 1953, It is now coeducational and is owned and controlled by the parents, who are incorporated as a non-profit, tax-exempt organization. All income is used for the maintenance and development of the school. HAMDEN HALL comprises four units. The PRE-SCHOOL includes the Kindergarten and Connecting Class. The PRIMARY DEPARTMENT consists of Grades One through Four. The MIDDLE SCHOOL includes Grades Five and Six. The UPPER SCHOOL, which comprises Form I through Form VI, is organized to meet the requirements of the Secondary Education Board and of the College Entrance Examination Board. SINCE THE MAIN CONCERN of the school has always been to give attention to the character development and the physical, mental, and social well-being of each pupil, the enrollment is limited. All school activities are planned and carefully coordinated with this purpose in view, Instruction is given in small groups. The school program is developed on the principle of a well-rounded day, classroom instruction is balanced with a noon luncheon and rest, and afternoon periods of social activities, sports, and supervised study. Every effort is made to help all members of the school find satisfaction in work well done, and in a simple, friendly, Christian way of life. eighl ART and creative work are closely integrated with the social science studies, and special instruction is given in the techniques needed. The study of French begins in the early school years with songs and games and is carried on through simple reading and com- position to formal instruction. The fundamental aim of the music department is to bring out and guide the appreciation and feeling for music which is inherent in every child. All groups in the school have scheduled periods each week for music, in addition to the voluntary glee club. In chapel services the Bible is carefully studied in an orderly sequence of stories and readings. Once a week the younger students present tableaux portraying Biblical stories. During the spring term the seniors are in charge of assemblies. An effort is made to show the relationship of these programs to the solving of everyday problems. Presentations of student essays, talks, and travel lectures are enjoyed by the upper and middle schools. HAMDEN HALL realizes that recreational, social, and aesthetic training is equal in importance to the conventional subject matter and should be made an essential part of educational systems. Occasion is given for learning the rudiments of popular sports and many informal games. There is a well-developed schedule of intramural contests. Boy and girl varsities play against teams from other schools. Clubs-such as Glee Club, Debating Club, Music Appreciation Club, a Girl Scout troop, and a Cub Pack-give outlets for various interests. The students in the College Preparatory Department publish a yearbook, THE PERENNIAL PINE, which contains contributions from pupils of every grade level. They also sponsor the junior and senior proms, the most signihcant social affairs. A student government with its student council functions as an aid in creating a better under- standing of democratic principles and ideals. A program of rhythms is offered to pupils of the nursery school through the fourth grade. Classes above the fourth may take lessons in social dancing under excellent leadership. Dramatics is a major school activityg last year Hamden Hall produced As You Like lt g this year The Tempest was presented. Every student has the opportunity of participat- ing in these extra-curricular activities, which develop self-confidence and impart experience of value in later life. r X- ,.. - -. s .. . ., fx MM 111712 THE country day school provides a well-rounded program during the day to pupils who live at home, thus, family life is not disrupted, and teachers and parents may work together in close understanding to achieve the most desirable results. Activities of the lower school are stimulated through the interest and creative instincts of the children. By such a procedure a maximum of self-control and initiative is developed with a marked absence of strain. 'Ihis accounts for the spirit of friendship and happiness demon- strated by the students among themselves and toward the faculty and the school. THE members of the faculty have been selected because of their particular qualifications to put into practice the fundamental philosophy of the school, their sympathetic under- standing of the problems faced by growing girls and boys, their training, and personality. They are alert to recognize and to guide any creative tendency on the part of the in- dividual pupil, to help him find himself, and to deal with his limitations, as well as his success, in a constructive way. HAMDEN HALL is a charter member of the Educational Records Bureau and ranks high among private schools in the achievement of its pupils. 'Ihe results of the Stanford Achievement, Metropolitan Achievement, and Cooperative Tests have been very gratifying in all departments. The scholastic standards of Grade Six and Forms One and Two are designed to meet the requirements of the Secondary Education Board, while those of Forms Three through Six meet the requirements of the College Entrance Examination Board. The work of the preparatory department is designed to qualify students for the colleges of their choice. 'Ihe school is approved by the Connecticut State Board of Education, the New England College Entrance Certification Board, the United States Department of Education in Washington, D.C., and is accredited by those colleges which admit students on certification. THE success of the program at Hamden Hall is evidenced by the fact that graduates of the school are not only accepted by such colleges as Massachusetts Institute of Technology, Yale, Cornell, Swarthmore, Vassar, Smith, Wellesley, Connecticut College for Women, Pembroke, and Mount Holyoke, but also have been able to maintain honor grades in these and in many other institutions. e ten HIGH SCHOOL FACULTY Frou! Row: Mrs. Herrington, Mrs. Rademacher, Mrs. Wilson, Mrs. Taylor, Mrs. Ewart, Mrs. Reynolds Mrs. Small. Seroml Rout Mrs. Flawn, Mrs. Tuttle, Mrs. Day, Mrs. Barry, Mrs. Luckey, Mrs. Westertield, Miss Stewart. Thin! Row: Mr. Taylor, Mr. Jordan, Mr. Russ, Mr. Seretny, Mr. Powell, Mr. O'Neill, Mr. Fauver. eleven MIDDLE AND LOWER SCHOOL FACULTY Front Roni: Mrs. Viurtl, Mrs. Wilsoix, Mrs. Rutlemucher, Mrs. Turner, Mrs. Eggers, Miss Daniels Semml Roni: Mr. Taylor, Mrs. liwurt, Mrs. Wagner, Mrs, Dickinson, Mrs. Marshall, Mrs. Steers Mrs. Spexry, Mrs. Knowlton, Mr. jordan. Thin! Run: Mrs. Kneller, Mrs. Fluwn, Mrs. Halverson, Mrs. Burlcle, Mrs. lflorenfe, Mrs. Pierpont Mrs. Luckey, twelve RAYMOND CORNWELL BLAKESLEE Come and trip it ar yon go, on the liglot ffzntartic toe. No beam of morning sunshine can compete with our Ray-flamboyant ties, and RAdiant smile! A leap, a dash, a cheer, and Ray was again over the goal line. So went the football season, and his spirit continued to bolster the team throughout the year. Remember- ing Rays scintillating dance routines at our proms, we are looking forward to seeing his dancing instruc- tions on television. JAMES RALPH CAVE How do I love thee, let me connt tlae wtty.r. The shuffling sound of well polished loafers, a fifty-yard dash at 8:24M, and we all know that our class procrastinator has arrived. His position as ad- vertising manager of the Perennial Pine has kept him in a breathless state all year. jimmie's Casanovic tendencies supplied a natural casting for the part of Ferdinand in The Tempest. We are sure if jim becomes an engineer, his buildings won't CAVE in. fourteen JOHN HENRY JOSEPH CRONAN Quipr and crank: and wanton wiler, N odr and beckr and wreathed smiley? From the first day jack entered Hamden Hall as a sophomore he immediately won our confidence, and later our votes for president of our class which he ably led for two years. But clon't misunderstand us-he isn't always serious-in fact he usually keeps the class rollicking with his impish antics. The books he Carried home did not in any way produce Caliban's hump which helped make him such a fierce figure in The Tempest. His ability to get along with people, as well as his mathematical ingenuity, should help him in his chosen profession-engineering. l SIDNEY ROBERT DAVIDSON He did not wear lair Jcarlel coatf, Was it to be assured of a warm place among us or to keep a hand on the clock that Bob chose his corner position beside the radiator? The actual result has been that Bob is our chief custodian of the clock plug. We wonder if Bob's running toe dance helps him play his skillful game of basketball, but we are sure that his mechanical ability will be a great asset to him in the Navy. Hftecn GLEN FOWLER FURBISH In stature .scarcely more than average length, Bat be was firmly knit ami great in strength. It is hard to realize that this easy-going senior can become transformed into the hard-charging back of the football team. But more exemplary of Glen is his certain quirk that belies some mischief just accom- plished. Glens acting versatility has led to his being cast in many parts-from the old shepherd Corin in As You Like It to a tempest-tossed boatswain in The Tempest. We are sure that Glen's will to work, along with his good nature, will help him to become We l LOIS CLARE HALL And all tl9at s best of dark and brigbt Meet in her aspect and her eyes. To take the part of the gracious goddess Ceres, in The Tempest, we found a felicitous choice in Lois. Because of her prowess on the hockey field, she has been elected captain as well as manager several times. Since her trip to Hawaii, Lois has entertained us with her ukulele and Hawaiian songs. We sometimes notice her far-off gaze as she sits in her seat by the window, and we wonder if she's dreaming of her future career in nursing. sixteen a success in his future business ventures. ,,.. LOEL ADELE KAISER For rlmzl .rlaall jimi .the will ontrtrip all praise Aml make it halt behind. From behind that huge stack of books-account books, music books, playbooks, and a massive French lictionary-comes the glint of auburn hair, and a cheerful smile-Loel! After discovering I.oel's many talents we first elected her business manager of the Perennial Pine, and now she may be found adding up long columns of figures. Who can ever forget her portrayal as the wide-eyed Miranda in The Tempestn? But don't let her quiet manner fool you, for Loel has been the inventor of many a fiendish idea. and we wonder if her early arrival at school each morning gives her the time to think up her schemes. HELMUTH KRAUSE To Jtriife, lo seek, to find, and not lo yield. We began our senior year still waiting for those who were coming from Germany to join our class. 'l hen Helmuth came. He did have a bilingual diction- nry, but we soon saw much less of that than of his l'st of slang. to which we so willingly contributed. Perhaps we did hold our breaths occasionally over his enthusiasm for experimentation in chemistry labg but we became sure of his math calculations, and his Eng- lish achievement continued to amaze us. Is it possible that he has been one of us only a single school year? I 6lf'6'IIfe811 SARAH ANNE NICHOLS ll7ell lazzglyl Jbe war at lable how to eatg She from her lip! let fall no romp of meat. Blue ones, red ones, white ones-mittens! That pert little person in the front seat is knitting again. Perhaps this is Sally's method of keeping her fingers as active as her toes. Yes, once we had the opportunity of wit- nessing her roller-skating technique, which she so assiduously practices. We've had demonstration of her aquatics, too, and wonder if someday we'll read of a year-round mermaid at Indian Neck. But whether it's by rolling or floating, we're sure Sally will brighten the office where her blond feather cut bobs. EVELYN CORWIN RADEMACHER Hail to zbee, Blizhe Spiiirf' The good mornings always begin when Ev comes in. Ev has been at Hamden Hall for many years and has proved her capabilities in many fields. On her shoulders fell the job of leading the Student Council. Ev's interest in athletics won her the job of sports editor for the yearbook and the captaincy of the cheer- leaders-a club which she introduced to Hamden Hall this year-a product of her school spirit! eighteen VICTOR RICHER, V There let the pealing organ blow, To the full-voiced choir below. Since Victors arrival at Hamden Hall in the eighth grade, he has lent an air of everpresent dignity to our class. It was through Victor's skill that we first heard the strains of an organ in our chapel services. And for three years in the Nativity pageant, through Victors voice the presentation of the third king has been a Richer one. To balance his musical abilities is his enthusiasm for chemistry and physics. Certainly we have all felt the benefit of his assistance in chemistry lab. THOMAS PATRICK ROCHE Dum loqulmzzr, fzlgerit lmfida aetarf' Is there an occasion for a speech-a debate, a radio contest, a proclamation or just a class-room filibuster? Page Tom! The frequency of his Latin quotations makes us suspect that he practices them on the train ride from Milford each day. But we have all become aware of Tom's natural flair for histrionics as shown by his performances as Prospero in The Tempest, as Jacques in As You Like It, and as Oberon in Midsummer Nights Dream. Tom's outstanding tellectual ability has won for him the position of valedictorian. A in- nineteen V JOYCE MARIE SLATER Ulmprobe Amor, quid non morlalir pectom t'0gi.f.M Practical-joking Joyce with her mustard sandwiches is one of the main supporters of the school library. Het beautifully shaded pink blushes may be explained by her devotion to tomato juice. Joyce's dramatics have always been a wonder to us, either in class, or on the stage-this year as the spirited Ariel in The Tempest, and last year as the lively Celia in As You Like It. From the fan mail she receives we know she has many a stage-door johnny. FOLA SCHAEFFER The remedier for love .the knew by name, For .rloe war worldly-wire in that old game. A gleaming pair of glasses, a raised eyebrow, and a low stern voice counting, l-2-3-4-5-6-. It's Fola, of course, our editor-in-chief, efhciently tearing out her hairs one by one. Along with her yearbook work Fola has served on the Safety Council for two years and was general chairman of the Shakespearean play. But our Fola becomes transformed on Fridays. Her high heels can be heard clicking down the hall, and she can be seen hauling a suitcase down the path- and once more she's off for another glorious weekend. We wonder if she's managed to get reduced train fare from New Haven to West Point, Dartmouth, Columbia, etc. twenty BEVERLY JEANNE TATA 0 close your eyes and yt-five to ree The Jtndioux maid wilb book on kneef' Wl1o's that little senior rushing down the hall, buried beneath a deluge of books? 'l'hat's Bev, famous for her diminutive size and mass of curly hair, and certain to give a helping hand to anyone in need. The coveted part of Audrey in As You Like It was a natural one for Bev's friendly nature and infectious giggle. Her memorization of the history book has never ceased to amaze us, nor her questions in chemistry to confuse us. Such an active interest in science, combined with a determination to succeed, will surely make Beverly a worthy addition to the School of Nursing of St. Raphael's Hospital. SUSAN WAGNER A dancing Jlaape, an image gay, To haunt, to flartle, and waylayf' With pad and pencil in hand, with tortoise shell glasses and diabolical glint, Sue can be found sneak- ing about the halls nosing for news to keep the out- side world well-informed of what goes on behind the pine curtain. 'Twas easy to choose a social editor, for -who but Sue would have the Hair for transposing the gaiety of our social events into the Perennial Pine. Sue's intense desires and ambitions for the future prove that although she's little, she's dynamite! 1106711-Y-0712 MARJORIE JANE WILKES Harte thee, nymph, and bring with thee jert and Youthful jollityf' A flutter of eyelashes, a pixie grin, a sudden flush of color, and we know only too well we are about to hear the latest Wilkes adventure thriller! No matter what has to be done, Margie is always willing to help, whether it be collecting money or taking charge of properties for the Shakespearean play, or listening to our myriad troubles. We know her friends at college will appreciate her carefree spirit and pleasant com- pany as much as we have. SENIOR CLASS OFFICERS Prerzdent Thomas Roche Vice-Prefident - Loel Kaiser Secretary Lois Hall Trearnrer - John Cronan Student Connczl Reprerentutiiuex Beverly Tata Raymond Blakeslee twenty-two CLASS WILL We, the Class of 1949 of Hamden Hall Country Day School, with complete lack of possessions - mental and material - do this first day of April, 1949, hereby present our Last Will and Testament, bequeathing the following items: First, to Mrs. Westerheldz Item: A lifetime supply of lime Lifesavers to sustain her fourth year Latin students Second, to Miss Stewart: Item: A strong yearbook staff to lean upon in the winter of 1950. Third, to Mr. Fauver: Item: Catalogs and applications to America's 1688 colleges. Fourth, we make the following bequests: 1. To Henry Edwards: Ray Blakeslee's box of Wheaties so he will be American Boy. 2. To Geraldine Kusterer: Jim Cave's alarmclock. 3. To Pete Fiskio: Jack Cronan's Cronanigans. l 4. To Sylvia Olson: Bob Davidson's perfect attendance record. 5. To Jim McKinster: Glen Furbish's auto gadgets. 6. To Alan Wright: Helmuth Krauses briefcase. 7. To Mayril Fowler: Loel Kaiser's mad passion for peanut butter. 8. 9. 10. 1 l. 12. To joy Davis: Lois Hall's attentive daydreaming. To Norma DeWolf: Sally Nichols's envelopes for her clippings. To Nelwyn Chaney: Tom Roche's lilibustering talents. To Lise Ore: Evelyn Rademacher's pretzels. To Esther Sloarman: Sue Wagner's startling scientific mentality. 13. 14. 1 5. 16. 17. 18. 19. To Tom Campbell: Fola Schaeffer's safety pin. To Anneliese Kluthki: Victor Richer's seat at the organ. To Barbara Halbing: Beverly Tata's confusing questions. To Freeman Sleeper: Joyce Slater's odes. To Carol Rice: Margie Wilkes's hyperbolic fabrications. To Nancy Dejon: Spanish III leaves El Sombrero de Tres Picosf' twenty-three To Carolyn Pierpont: The senior girls leave Margie Wilkes's locker. the next A11 CLASS PROPHECY -1949 Rushing out of my plush-covered office, and into my waiting helicopter, I ordered my pilot to drive me to 1108 Whitney Avenue. It was hard work being editor of the Wagner Daily News, but this was one job I didn't want to miss, a write-up of the dedica- tion of the new Hamden Hall gymnasium. My society editor needed the day off anyway, and it was going to seem good to be writing for Hamden Hall after thirty years. As the helicopter landed on the roof of the school's main building, I could see the glorious mass of architecture nearby. I noticed two important-looking men, both tall, one with graying hair, who were carefully polishing an already spotless piece of marble. I immediately knew that they were the proud engineers of the beautiful masterpiece- my old friends, jim Cave, and jack Cronan. Upon entering the ofhce I heard a pleasant voice speaking to someone on the tele- phone. Yes, this is Miss Nichols. I've been waiting for that order of soft lead pencils for two months. I've used up my last gross. Will it be possible to get some with erasers? Thank you, good-by. After a few moments of pleasant reminiscences, Sally and I walked over to the gymnasium, where the stage show and dedication services were to be held. As we arrived at the door, we heard a sudden ear-piercing scream, and as we rushed in we saw a slight, dark-haired woman suddenly pick up a knife, and with another shriek, stab herself, and fall to the floor. I gasped in horror and rushed to the stage, when the corpse suddenly arose from the dead and shouted to a would-be actress, That's the way the scene should be done, and that's the way I want it! Scream, don't yap! I should have known no one else could scream like Joyce Slater, but this time she was directing the Hamden Hall Dramatic Club. She looked very busy, and I decided to speak to her after the performance. The auditorium began to lill up, and I noticed a distinguished lady with glasses seating herself. She kept peering at the people around her and shaking her head sadly. Why, it's Evelyn Rademacher! Dr. Rademacher, B.S., M.A., Ph.D., D.D.S., Sally replied, one of the most eminent psychiatrists of New Haven, Connecticut. As I started towards her, I noticed an attractive woman bounding across the aisle calling, Dr. Rademacher, Dr. Rademacher! Why, Margie Wilkes, how are you? I haven't seen you since that session in my office about three years ago. Oh, Evelyn, I have a terrible problem! Could I have an appointment with you? It's about my son. I don't know what to do! The boy exaggeratesln Well, bring him down to my office next week and I'll speak with him. twenty-four The lights began to dim, and I sat down, when the door behind me flew open, and with a grand flourish a glamorous red-haired woman dripping with sables entered. Could that be Loel Kaiser? Why, the last I'd heard of her, she had returned from two years of foreign service to marry one of the foremost peanut-butter kings in America. She sat next to me, and as the curtain went up, she opened her handbag, took out a peanut butter sandwich, and with a look of peaceful bliss in her eyes, began to eat. Suddenly the performance began. The first act featured a song and dance routine. The curly-haired singer looked familiar, but I didn't recognize him until he began dancing. Even though his tie was more subdued, one could immediately tell it was Ray Blakeslee. Loel murmured in my ear, Isn't the music he's dancing to wonderful? Victor Richer, his accompanist, composed that song. I hear that he's also doing work on the side-trying to invent a jet-propelled bicycle! The curtain descended, and two figures appeared on the stage. The smaller man, with impish eyes and a long gray beard, began to speak, Part of the money which helped to make this gymnasium possible was raised by raflling a Nash helicopter. My partner and I have been selling Nash helicopters for nigh onto fifteen years. My worthy associate, Mr. Robert Davidson, will announce the lucky winner of the new 1979 Nash helicopter. Thank you, Mr. Furbish. The winning number is forty-nine. Will the owner of the ticket step right up? A man in the back row arose, gave his mustache a final curl, picked up his gold-headed cane and walked up to the stage. Your name, sir? Thomas Patrick Roche. Tell us a little about yourself. I was graduated from Hamden Hall thirty years ago. I spent two years at Harvard, and then transferred to Princeton. I did part of my graduate work at Yale and the rest at Cornell. What is your present occupation? I honestly haven't decided just what vocation to go into as yet. I might teach, but Tantae molir emi Romanam condere gentemf' I am sure whatever you do you'll be able to use this world-famous Nash helicopter. just as Tom walked off the stage I heard a strange murmur behind me and turning around I noticed a group of three in a heated discussion. My curiosity got the best of me and I walked towards them - Dr. Schaeffer, do you think your new discovery - that square vitamin pills are much more effective than round ones - will change the Whole field of medicine? - Beverly, I really think it will revolutionize the world. A voice that sounded very much like Lois Hall's said, These will be a remarkable help for my medical work in China. The ceremonies ended all too soon, but before taking leave of all my old friends, I went to congratulate Joyce and found her reading a telegram. Hi, Sue! I just received this telegram from Helmuth Krause and Ruth Kettler. Ruth is teaching at the University of Heidelberg and Helmuth is experimenting with an electrically charged strato-bus to the moon. As I left the gymnasium I couldn't help thinking what a wonderful day it had been. I boarded my helicopter and once again began typing - Read all about the Hamden Hall dedication ceremonies in the Wagner Ihily News. twenly-five German Students Heinrich-Otto Eichmann, Wilfried Mehring, Ruth Kettler, Anneliese Kluthki, Martin Giinnel, Helmuth Krause. Among the various experiences of our life at Hamden Hall the arrival of our six friends from Germany was one that we will always remember with pleasure. At the news of their coming we were surprised, delighted, and somewhat anxious as to whether we would be able to make them feel at home with us. Then finally, in October, Anneliese, Helmuth, and Heino arrived, and by the time our first excitement died down, they had become a definite part of us. We were delighted by Annelieses vivacious spirit, Helmutlrs acquiring of American slang, and Heino's great love for ice-creamg and when Ruth came, the day after Christmas vacation, her quiet charm won us completely. The Tempest was in full swing when Wilfried appeared, and he must have been amazed by our state of excitement at that time. Willy has kept us smiling ever since with his unusual sense of humor. Now Martin has finally come, just in time for the baseball season. ls it possible that the first of our friends arrived only six months ago? They have become so familiar and important to us that we do not like to think of their departure. We wish that they could stay longer, and we hope that in the short time they have been here, they have gained as much of the spirit of comradeship and joy from us as we have from them. We feel there is no better way to promote peace and understanding among the peoples of the world than by this kind of exchange. Of all the ways we might bid them farewell, theirs is the word we fervently wish- Auf wiedersehen! twenty-Jix , 'lop Rami -Ioycc, lxlxllfllifi, Evelyn, Folgl, Bc-verlv. 'lflinf Rout 'l'm11,-luck, Ray, Bob. Mmm! Run 1 Sully, Viutor, Glen, Luis. Ifonrtlv Run : Sue. Helmurh, Luci, ,li q , my .x 'xw A X . X X if f',, A Q 1 . ,Q ff . 1? -'W ,K 51, ,. xx , in . jwgiu ds 3 1 as 3' 1 iwiiixgffv, if il K N Q 1-YW ' v vw e 2 FORM V From Razr: Mayril liowler, Carolyn Pierpont, Norma DeWolf, Nancy Deion, Nelwyn Chaney, joy Davis. Seroml Rout Mrs. Wilson, Sylvia Olson, Carol Rice, Anneliese Kluthki, Esther Anne Sloatman, Geraldine Kusterer, Barbara Halbing. Thin! Row: james McKinsrer, Thomas Campbell, Henry Edwards, Freeman Sleeper, Alan Wright, Peter Fiskio, Lise Ore. FORM IV Frou! Rout Marcia Snyder, Sally Corbett, Natalie Heineman, Mrs. Small, Mautle Pickands, Shirley Currie, Betsey Muller. Second Row: Thomas Williams, Ann Perkins, Mary Lou McNeil, jill Sundgaartl, Cathleen Thomas, Barbara Wells, Robert Levine. Third Rout Barry Hall, Thomas Geirin, Kenneth Russell, William Murray, Anthony Noto, Adolph Rosenblatt. Absent: Natalie Laudano, Anita Ayer. thirty FORM III Front Rout Shirley Sereque, Nancy Hafner, Nancy Tripp, jean Turhert, Joan Mudge, Edene Leader, Nancy McKinsrer. Second Rout Mrs. Tuttle, Douglas jones, Heinrich Eichmann, David Limauro, David Sperry, john Doolittle, Michael Christoforo, LeRoy Carpenter, -Ir. Third Row: james Earle, Pieter Keogh, Rolf Margenau, Hugh Anderson, Dennis Blakeslee, James Larson, Lee Herrington. Abxeni: Wilfried Mehring. FORM II Front Rout Harriet I-Iindinger, Anne Pollard, Carol Saner, Valerie Moore, Barbara Hutt, joan Bolleyn, ,Ioan Wilson, Sally McLain, Sally Brainerd. Semml Rout Humbert Fislcio, Alan Wells, Sandra Beach, Eleanor Russell, Katharine Clark, Cynthia Adams, Berit Ore, Kenard I-Iimmel, Mrs. Day. Tlaim' Rout Morgan Knuclsen, Brian Kirby, Marvin Seaman, Howard Rose, Ralph Neclerio, Donald Adley, Daniel Shine, George Murray, Theodore Crane, jr., Michael Adley, jr. thirty-one FORM 1 Front Rnzt: Lyn Livingston, Ruth Budge, Phyllis Beck, Brenda Herrington, Ellen LaFemina, Mary Ann Lincoln. Second Rout Carol Taylor, Alan Salke, Charles Roberts, Van Corey, jack Ferns, Mrs. Knowlton. Third Rout Michael Greene, Anthony DeLucia, Gary Clark, Roy Lindsay, Robert Mansfield, john Ramsey. Alzrcufz Ronnie O'Brien, Suzanne Boorsch, Barbara Edwards, Peggy McNeil. AWARDS The Dr. john P. Cushing Prize Fund was established by the Alumni who attended Hamden Hall Country Day School during the administration of Dr. Cushing. Each year this award is given to a member of the graduating class by vote of the faculty and student body on the basis of character, scholarship, good fellowship, service, loyalty, and apprecia- tion of the ideals of Hamden Hall. The prize, which is presented during Commencement, was awarded in 1948 to Reyna Schwartz, now attending Bard College. The Latin Prize, which is awarded each year for excellence in Virgil and for mastery of the Latin language, went to Russell Doolittle now at Wesleyan University, with honor- able mention to Caroline Hansen, who is attending Edgewood Park College. The Bausch and Lomb Honorary Science Plaque, awarded to the senior achieving the highest scholastic record in science courses during four years of college preparatory work at this school, was won by Carol Sperry, now at Allegheny College. The Rensselaer Prize was won by Russell Doolittle for excellence in mathematics. Each year the members of the faculty choose the best essay among those which the seniors submit as a requirement of the English course. This prize essay which is read at Commencement by the author, was written last year by Carol Sperry and entitled The Harmony of Science and Religion. fbi1'fy-l1l. 0 'A -F ACTQVITIES L I, Ji' J 1 FORM ZX ZX 4? SOCIAL EVENTS The sound of sizzling hot dogs and crackling wood met us as we arrived at Mr. and Mrs. Taylors home for the annual picnic supper. 'l he time was spent renewing friendships, and admiring one anothers sunburns. The seniors, realizing the solemnity and importance of their new positions in school, tried to be dignified, but then the rains came, and all thoughts of dignity were washed away. n I V mf? uid 4 f ,,, .f , if , Q D l rea f -V N Z1 Y f I ...,. .,..t, On Saturday evening, October twentymrd, the school auditorium donned autumn colors and became the scene of the Varsity Hop. Striking banners of numerous famous prep schools and colleges hung amidst fall-colored streamers and clusters of autumn leaves. The music was provided by Pinky Murray's orchestra, with Nelwyn Chaney as vocalist. A mood of merriment and festivity was predominant at the annual Christmas Tea Dance held in the gay, poinsettia-decorated auditorium. Glowing red candles flanked the crystal punch bowl, which was set amid greenery and Christmas tree ornaments. Entertain- ment was in the form of elimination dances ably directed by Mrs. Zang, the dancing in- structorg and the amusing story of the Ruggles family from The Bird's Christmas Carol was read by Mrs. Taylor. The tea dance ended with the traditional singing of Christmas carols. I3 F J' B I I - 9 W -ll VI' 1 The latter part of February brought a pleasant hum of excited whispers from the juniors. Mysterious boxes filled one corner of their room, and before we knew it, it was time for the junior Prom. Balloons cleverly shaped into animal forms-dogs, cats, horses, and even shmoos-decorated the walls, and green and white streamers were suspended from the lights of the auditorium. But all too soon another wonderful dance ended, to become another pleasant memory. I ,7 731 'KZ .V - l, March came in with a roar of exciting activities for the students of Hamden Hall. On Friday afternoon, March eleventh, the high school held a co-ed swimming party at the Y.W.C.A. and many would-be swimming champions were proved to be absolutely all wet. The same evening ye Hamden Hall city slickers were transformed into country gals and boys for the barn dance. Only lack of breath stopped the folk dancing for an occasional fox trot. Eb' I I , -f A r : L!! .1 , , , ,l ... ' +.'7 , ,J -..--, ' Leave it to the sophomores to think of an unusual idea! A Cookie Frolic was held on March eighteenth. This was a combination cookie sale and tea dance. Mr. Powell directed the novelty dances, and many tasty refreshments were served. Friday the thirteenth! Beware! The freshmen and sophomores refused to take heed of the day and date, and on May thirteenth they held the Freshman-Sophomore Hop. They displayed their daring by hanging black cats, ladders, and upside-down horseshoes as decorations. The fates were tempted but not provoked, for good luck was abounding, and the dance was a great success! . Pine Orchard-Memorial Day-the Junior Picnic! The younger members of the high school energetically entered into all the sports--baseball, badminton, swimming--. The important juniors supervised the affair, and the seniors could be distinguished by their nonchalant attitude, and by the way they managed to eat all the available food. 5 .. ...- - ,, ., '1-......,.. s + ?' F ,.... .. June brings rehearsals for graduation, many reminiscences of our past years, and the long awaited Senior Prom. Soft lights, the traditional daisies, pastel shaded gowns, our favorite songs to dance to, and the evening ends with a flourish as we bid farewell to our friends and happy times at Hamden Hall. thirty-five DRAMATICS The Christmas season was traditionally ushered in for the students of Hamden Hall by the annual nativity play, There Once Wzis a Lamb. The speaking angel was sensitively portrayed by Loel Kaiser. The parts of the three kings were sung by Thomas Roche, Ray- mond Blakeslee, and Victor Richer. The angel chorus, directed by Mrs. Peter Flawn, sup- plied the background music of carols. Evelyn Rademacher and james Cave were Mary and joseph. The other characters in the narrative were as follows: the boy with the lamb, Richard Curtisg the girl with the Howers, Nancy Cruteg the travelers, Rolf Margenau and Howard Rose. Mrs. E. Stanley Taylor gave the special readings from the Bible. A fine production of The Tempest was staged on Friday and Saturday evenings, January twenty-eighth and twenty-ninth, in the school auditorium under the direction of Mrs. Violet Erskine Ewart, assisted by Miss Marjorie Stewart, head of the English depart- ment. Staging and costuming were under the supervision of Mrs. Taylor, while Fola Schaeffer was the general chairman for the production. Miranda and Ferdinand, the two lovers, were portrayed by Loel Kaiser and James Cave. The dramatic speeches of Prospero, the scholar and necromancer, were expressed sincerely by Thomas Roche. Joyce Slater's performance of the light-spirited Ariel added a bright gaiety to the play. Humor was provided by Caliban, the sour-tongued and embittered servant, skillfully played by jack Cronan. The playful jesting in the drunken scene, with Alan Wright as Stephano and James McKinster as Trinculo, brought peals of laughter from the audience. The 'raceful dancin of the n m hs and rea ers and the vivid costumes added a in 8 Y P P 'a and colorful touch to the erformance. The la was acclaimed a success b all who iv Y P Y Y saw it! thirty-:ix CLUBS Realizing that a well-rounded education is a necessary asset, Hamden Hall offers several extra-curricular activities. Due to a successful beginning last year, the New Haven Safety Council continued its work in the high and preparatory schools of New Haven and vicinity. Its members, students from the schools of this area, were interested not only in safety but in promoting its ideals. Since its inception in the early part of October 1949, under the direction of Mr. Lincoln Lippincott, director of the New Haven Safety Council, the council has sponsored many city-wide activities among which are the Hazard Eliminator Award, The Sports-in- Safety Program, numerous radio programs, and this year an Audio-Visual Safety Education Program project. Among the council's members from Hamden Hall are: Fola Schaeffer, chairman, Thomas Roche, Marjorie Wilkes, Norma DeWolf, Thomas Campbell, Kenneth Russell, Lee Herrington, and john Doolittle. News of the council's success has become so widespread that many similar organiza- tions have sprung up throughout the country and soon we may have junior Safety Councils in every city. All high school pupils participate in the Glee Club under the direction of Mrs. Peter Flawn. A special choral group was formed for the angel chorus and shepherd choir in the Christmas pageant, and for the commencement music at graduation. The members of this musical group are: Maude Pickands, Geraldine Kusterer, Beverly Tata, Mayril Fowler, Loel Kaiser, Carolyn Pierpont, Lise Ore, Carol Rice, Nancy Dejon, Nelwyn Chaney, Sally Corbett, Marcia Snyder, Natalie Laudano, Jill Sundgaard, Lois Hall, joy Davis, Barbara Halbing, Esther Anne Sloatman, Norma DeWolf, William Murray, Thomas Roche, Ray Blakeslee, David Sperry, james Earle, Anthony Noto, Victor Richer, Hugh Anderson, James Larson, David Limauro, and Rolf Margenau. A knitting club was formed this year under the able and generous direction of Mrs. Howard Tuttle. Its members were: Beverly Tata, joyce Slater, Marjorie Wilkes, Carolyn Pierpont, Lise Ore, Susan Wagner, Fola Schaeffer, Jean Turbert, Barbara Halbing, Lois Hall, Natalie Laudano, Shirley Currie, Mayril Fowler, and Nelwyn Chaney. During the winter season Forms I, II, and III, and the fifth and sixth grades were instructed in social dancing by Mrs. William Zang. Ilsirtyreverz STUDENT COUNCIL The Hamden Hall Student Council reached new heights this year under the able direction of Mrs. Tuttle, the faculty adviser, and Evelyn Rademacher, the president. Reorganized two years ago on the basis of providing for the students a knowledge of the Hamden Hall regulations and inspiring in them the proper school spirit, the council has now branched out and taken the social life of the student body into consideration. Many interesting activities were sponsored successfully, ranging from bowling parties, swimming parties, and roller-skating parties to a trip taken in the spring to a United Nations Meeting at Lake Success, New York. The Council was also kept busy making preparations for the presentation of a modern comedy, and collecting clothes for a Care drive. At the students' request the Council has sponsored a program in the dining-room whereby a different grace is said each day by one of the students. The student body is proud of the many achievements of their representatives this year, and rejoices with them at the final seal of approval-their acceptance into the National Association of Student Councils. zbirzy-eight CUB SCOUTS Every Wednesday afternoon at 2:30 P.M. the Cubs of Hamden Hall meet under the direction of Mr. jordan. Here each boy starts on his trail of Scouting. Among the activities are capture the flag, skunk tag, and other games, as well as hobbies and handiwork. The members are: Kenneth Bennett, William Chase, Frank DeMaio, Marshall Deutsch, David Gelperin, Albert Laudano, William Scoholm, David Sleeper, David Spencer, john Ramsey, Charles Roberts, William Curtis, jack Goldstein, john Goddard, Dale Ingmanson, lawrence Martin, Peter Preisner, john Zyde, Mellick Baker, john Carr, Matthew Neclerio. GIRL SCOUTS Troop 10, New Haven Council of Girl Scouts, includes Hamden Hall girls from the fourth grade through Form Il, under the leadership of Mrs. Luckey and Mrs. Wilson, with the loyal assistance of our troop mother, Mrs. john W. Moore. Our members are working toward the Scout goal of developing into good citizens by pursuing individual interests in the eleven program fields of scouting, by working on troop project, and by demonstrating our interest in world-wide friendship through a generous contribution to the Juliette Low Fund. Valerie Moore and joan Wilson are the first in our group to attain First Class rank, two girls were advanced to Second Class and four were awarded Tenderfoot pins. Twenty new merit badges have been earned, and more will be completed by the end of the school year. Our members include: Cynthia Adams, Melene Barker, Sandra Beach, Phyllis Beck, Joan Bolleyn, Dian Boone, Suzanne Boorsch, Sally Ann Brainerd, Katharine Clark, Nancy Lee Corey, Nancy Devine, Meirador Duncan, Ruth Glaspey, Valerie Greene, Brenda Her- rington, Sally McLain, Peggy McNeil, Valerie Moore, Gail Murray, Joyce Olson, Anne Pollard, Carol Saner, Carol Taylor, joan Wilson, Neva Wilkinson. thirty-nine BOYS' SPORTS SENIOR VARSITY FOOTBALL SENIOR VARSITY FOOTBALL Front Rout J. Larson, P. Fiskio, J. Cave, G. Furbish, R. Blakeslee, J. McKinster, H. Krause, T. Campbell. Second Rout D. jones, J. Earle, B. Hall, K. Russell, Mr. Powell, H. Edwards, F. Sleeper, A. Wright, J. Doolittle. On Saturday, October 9, at Hamden High field, the Hamden Hall team scored a smashing victory over Milford Prep 72 to 0. The first score was pushed across with just two minutes gone in the first quarter as Glen Furbish swept right end from twenty yards out. Although the Milford team had some good interference on their plays, they could not stop the hard-charging Hamden Hall line of jim Cave, Pete Fiskio, and Alan Wright. At the half the players from Hamden Hall had piled up a score of 31 points to Milford's 0. During the second half, the reserves playing most of the time, Milford could not stop these yet-to-be-denied Hamden Hallers. In the second half Hamden Hall went on to score another 31 points paced by Ray Blakeslee, hard-charging back, and jim McKinster, an able back. At the end of the game the weary Milford team found itself on the short end of a 72 to 0 score. High scorers were Ray Blakeslee with 4 touchdowns, Glen Furbish with 3, and Pete Fiskio with 2. At Guilford, on October I3, the varsity football team took in its stride the powerful, well-drilled, blue and white of Guilford. After a fairly hard-fought first quarter, Ray Blalceslee swept left end from forty yards out to make the score 6 to 0. In the second quar- ter Pete Fiskio scored on a pass from Glen Furbish, giving the green and gold a I2 to 0 lead. The second half was fought mostly on even terms with the exception of a pass from Ray Blakeslee to jim Cave for the third and final Hamden Hall touchdown. Legion Field in Mount Carmel, on October 22, was the scene of the third victory for the green and gold of Hamden Hall against an inexperienced Chester High six. The first score was made early in the first quarter on a run around left end by Ray Blakeslee. Numerous other scores were made: jim Cave 2, Ray Blakeslee 1, Pete Fiskio 2, Freeman Sleeper 1, and Henry Edwards l. Outstanding in the game was jim Cave because of his many splendid blocks and tackles. The final score was Hamden Hall 50, Chester High l2. forly Hamden Hall's varsity suffered its first defeat by a score of 38 to 32 at Madison on November 5. Though outweighed 20 to 30 pounds a man, our boys put up a splendid battle. Madison on the first play of the game recovered a Hamden Hall fumble and promptly scored. Although we scored 12 points in the first half, it wasn't enough to equal Madison's 32. Inspired in the second half, Hamden Hall went back and scored 20 points to Madison's 6. In the final moments of the game, with darkness falling and fog covering the field, Furbish threw a pass to Fiskio for a gain of thirty yards, but five yards short of the goal. Thus the game ended-Madison 38, Hamden Hall 32. Outstanding scorers for Hamden Hall were Ray Blakeslee, with 4 touchdowns to his credit, and Fiskio, Cave, Wright, Edwards, Sleeper, and McKinster, who completed the line. At Milford on November 13th, the Hamden Hall varsity defeated Milford Prep 77 to 0. Again our varsity achieved a smashing victory. Paced by Blakeslee, Edwards, and Furbish in the backfield, and Cave, Wright, and Fiskio in the line, touchdown after touch- down was scored. The score at the half was 42-0. During the second half the second string played most of the time, piling up thirty more points. High scorer was Edwards with 3 touchdowns, followed by Fiskio and Furbish with two, and Blakeslee, Cave, and Sleeper each with one. Extra points were scored by Fiskio and Hall, who scored 6 each. BOYS' JUNIOR VARSITY FOOTBALL Front Razr: Marvin Seaman, Ralph Neclerio, Donald Adley, Brian Kirby, Daniel Shine. Second Razr: Morgan Knudsen, George Murray, Humbert Fiskio, jack Ferns, Mr. Jordan. J. V. football this fall proved a valuable experience to all the team. Although the season was not very successful, the boys had opportunity to grow in qualities of teamwork and sportsmanship which should lead to a strong varsity team next year. Among the schools which the V.'s played this year were Fairfield, Unquowa, and Mooreland Hill. forty-one BASKETBALL The varsity basketball team during the winter term ventured forth in a ten-game schedule. They played such teams as Guilford, Westminster, Kingswood, and Cheshire. Although the record was not impressive, the reputation which they made for Hamden Hall as good competitors and sportsmen more than made up for the lack of victories. The team will miss such first stringers as Ray Blakeslee, Jack Cronan, Bob David- son, Glen Furbish, and jim Cave, but the improvement of the undergraduate reserves and the showing made by the junior Varsity squad make next years prospects seem much brighter. An uneventful season marked by little scoring did not in the least quell the spirit of the first and second form basketball team. Led by high scorer Humbert Fiskio, the boys who participated were: Daniel Shine, Donald Adley, Ralph Neclerio, Allan Wells, Morgan Knudsen, George Murray, Gary Clark, Jack Ferns, Ronald O'Brien, Roy Lindsay, John Ramsey, Charles Roberts, Van Corey, Robert Mansfield, and Alan Salke. VARSITY BASEBALL Front Rout H. Edwards, J. Cronan, J. Cave, P. Fiskio, A. Wright, J. McKinster. Serond Row: J. Earle, G. Furbish, R. Blakeslee, M. Christoforo, F. Sleeper. The varsity baseball team held practices during the spring vacation, and a very large number of candidates turned out the first day of the new term, April 4th. Some of the prospective players were: Ray Blakeslee, jim Cave, Glen Furbish, jack Cronan, Bob Davidson, Pete Fiskio, Henry Edwards, jim McKinster, Alan Wright, Freeman Sleeper, Ken Russell, Tom Williams, jim Earle, and LeRoy Carpenter. A tough schedule of twelve games has been arranged with such teams as: Cheshire Academy, St. Mary's, Notre Dame, Guilford, Madison, Hopkins, and Choate. If any of our hard work, long practices, and good sportsmanship materialize, this year's team should have a good season. f forty-two GIRLS' SPORTS GIRLS' SENIOR VARSITY HOCKEY GIRLS' JUNIOR VARSITY HOCKEY Front Row: Carolyn Pierpont, Natalie Heineman, Ann Front Rout Brenda Herrington, Cynthia Adams, Eleanor Perkins, Sally Corbett, Lois Hall, Norma DeWolf, Mary Russell, Katharine Clark, Joan Bolleyn, Berit Ore, Lou McNeil, Maude Pickands. Anne Pollard. Semml Razr: Marcia Snyder, Anita Ayer, Barbara Wells, Second Row: Carol Taylor, Sally Brainerd, Phyllis Beck, Joan Lise Ore, jill Sundgaard, Joy Davis, Anneliese Kluthki, Wilson, Carol Saner, Peggy McNeil, Valerie Moore, Sally Mrs. Luckey. McLain, Mrs. Luckey. GIRLS' VARSITY HOCKEY In the closing days of October the varsity hockey team played its first game in Milford against Laurelton Hall. Although lost, it was a thrilling game. The final score was Hamden Hall I, Laurelton Hall 4. On November 1, the previously defeated team struck out for a 3 to I victory over the Day School of New Haven. Lise Ore, Maude Pickands, and Evelyn Rademacher were the scorers backed by a good supporting team. Inspired by their victory, the determined Hamden Hall team, on November 8, beat the rival Hamden High with a shutout score of 3 to O. These goals were made by joy Davis and Lise Ore. Excitement and determination made the Bolton game most thrilling, even though Hamden Hall was checked in a 2 to I defeat by the opposition. JUNIOR VARSITY HOCKEY The junior varsity played their first game with Unquowa School here on October 29. Hamden Hall lost, but in a return game showed their spirit. At Rowayton, the junior varsity on November 9 played the Thomas School. The J. V.'s were defeated even though they played a skillful game. On November 19, the four schools, Unquowa, Bolton, Thomas, and Hamden Hall held a Play-Day at which an all-star champion team was to be chosen. Each team was to play every other one. Although Hamden Hall V.'s did not make the team, they held Thomas and Bolton to scoreless ties, with Unquowa scoring only twice against our resolved team. The junior varsity played its final game of the season against Milford here on Decem- ber 7 and scored a smashing victory. The final score was Hamden Hall 5, Milford O. forty-llaree GIRLS' SENIOR VARSITY BASKETBALL GIRLS' JUNIOR VARSITY BASKETBALL Captain -lill Sundgaartl, Ann Perkins, -loy Davis, Lise Ore, Captain Brenda Herrington, Susan Boorsch, Peggy McNeil, Mary Lou McNeil, Marcia Snyder, Carolyn Pierpont, Lois Phyllis Beck, Ann Pollard, Harriet Hindinger. Carol Taylor, Hall, Mrs. Luckey. Carol Saner, Mrs. Luckey. VARSITY BASKETBALL The girls' varsity basketball te.1m had an exciting season. Jill Sundgaard was captain. Mary Lou McNeil was high scorer. 'I he schools which the team played were: Laurelton Hall, Mrs. Day's, Bolton, and Gateway. The members of the team are: Marcia Snyder, Lois Hall, .lill Sundgtard, Mary Lou McNeil, joy Davis, Lise Ore, Patty Perkins, and Subs-Lyn Pierpont, Evelyn Rademacher. JUNIOR VARSITY BASKETBALL The junior varsity basketball team played the Day School and were defeated. Although they lost again in a return game with Mooreland, the determined Hamden Hallers brought home a final victory. Members of the team were: Carol Taylor, Carol Saner, Harriet Hin- dinger, Peggy McNeil, Brenda Herrington, Phyllis Beck. Subs-Anne Pollard and Suzanne lioorsch. Those on the girls' varsity baseball team were jill Sundgaard, Joy Davis, Mary Lou McNeil, Patty Perkins, Lise Ore, Marcia Snyder, Lyn Pierpont, Anne Kluthki, and Lois I-Iall. The substitutes were Anita Ayer, Sally Corbett, joan Mudge. and Mayril Fowler. All of the high school girls, however, participated on one of the two intramural teams- The Hits and Misses and the Cooties, in a series of weekly games. GIRLS' SENIOR VARSITY BASEBALL GIRLS' JUNIOR VARSITY BASEBALL limul Rout Mary Lou McNeil, Patty Perkins, Joy Davis, Front Rout Brenda Herrington, Berit Ore, Katharine Clark, Lise Ore, Carolyn Pierpont. Cynthia Adams, Eleanor Russell. A .Semuil Rllllf Marcia Snyder, Lois Hall, ,loan Mudge, jill SQLEUIIII Rolf: Carol Taylor, Peggy McNeil, joan Wilstnll, Suntlgaartl, Mayril Ifowler, Anneliese Kluthki, Mrs. Luckey. Carol Saner, Valerie Moore, Mrs. LLICISZEY. Q3 AT uRE I LLIQEEHE JK ' ii 1 Dk F 'I I P, 'u 4 IUST TEN TINY PENNIES Step right up, ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls. All it costs is ten cents, ten tiny pennies for the ride of a life time! This was the day Cousin joan and I had been waitingfor, the day on which Mother had promised to take us to the Fair if we would behave as all young ladies and gentlemen should. We had eagerly agreed that we would certainly be the best children in the world, and at the time we honestly believed it ourselves. What a marvelous day it was for a Fair! It was sunny and warm, not a cloud in the sky. Everything seemed quite wonderful to two excited children that day. When we first reached the fairgrounds Joan and I were a bit bewildered by it all. Our eyes were as big as saucers as we tried crowding in everything at once, thinking that we would surely miss something if we didn't open them as wide as possible. We both began to jabber at once, What's that? Can I do that? What's that man doing? Let's get some popcorn. Can we ride on that? . We were much perplexed at the way in which Mother seemed to be taking everything so calmly. Finally quieting us down a bit, she explained that it would be much easier and cer- tainly much more fun if we did things one at a time. What can we do first? I questioned anxiously as we walked past a large wheel that went around and around. There were people riding on it, laughing and talking. They seemed quite happy about the whole thing. Whats that, Mother? I asked. A ferris wheel, said Mother, but don't get any ideas about riding on that. Sort of high up to be riding on, isn't it? said Joan rather skeptically. Oh, it isn't so high, I said. Those people certainly seem to be enjoying it, anyway. Everything was so exciting, we thought, as we munched first on some peanuts and then on some over-salted popcorn. Then Mother took us into a large, low building. Crowds of women were talking, as they always do, and pointing to the jars, fruits, and vegetables which were on exhibition. What fun is it to look at food if you can't even eat it? I thought, rather provoked to think that we were wasting our time so foolishly when such wonderful, exciting things were going on outside. forty-:ix Our impatience must have been quite apparent not only to Mother but to the rest of the crowd, because Mother gave us each ten cents to have a ride on the ,flying horses, tell- ing us to take one ride and come straight back. The coin in our hands, we pushed through the crowd, and I think Mother was probably a little embarrassed at the way we went about it. When we got out into the sun, there was once more excitement all about us, and we giggled with glee as we ran hand in hand toward the merry-go-round. Step right up, ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls. All it costs is ten tiny pennies for the ride you'll never forget. We stopped and gazed once more at the ferris wheel, and I guess we both thought of the same thing at the same time. What's the difference between a ferris wheel and a merry-go-round? The only thing is, one goes up and the other stays on the ground, I said, trying to make a reasonable excuse for what was in our minds. We paid the ticket man and climbed into the seat rather clumsily. As the wooden chair began to move, I began to feel less confident but, of course, I wouldn't show it. I was almost a half year older than Cousin joan. joan didn't say much of anything except, Do you think we should have? As the wheel turned, going higher and higher, and the chair began to rock back and forth, I began to feel very sorry for myself. Then Joan burst into sobs. Look down! she squealed. I did. I couldn't talk and I couldn't cry. I was too frightened to do or say anything. I just closed my eyes and hung on tight. By this time all the popcorn had spilled out of the box Joan had before been holding so carefully, and she was still sobbing. I'm sure I would have joined in if I hadn't been so frightened that I couldn't. Were we ever glad to feel the ground under our feet! Step right up, ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls. All it costs is ten tiny pennies for the ride of a life-time. With those truthful words ringing in our ears, we raced back to Mother. Have a good ride, children? u Ye-s, we said, half-heartedly. WeH, what will we do next? There are lots more things you can ride on, Mother said. We'd better not spend any more money, Mother, I replied. We'd just as soon watch everything. Mother gazed at me, quite puzzled at my words, and I guess to this day she still wonders. Mayril Fowler Form V forty-seven MONUMENTUM AERE PERENNIUS I have completed a monument more lasting than brass And loftier than the regal structure of the Pyramids, Which neither the corroding shower, nor the tempestuous north-wind, Or the countless succession of years and the flight of seasons shall be able to destroy I shall not wholly die! and a great part of me Shall escape Libitinag I, ever young, Shall grow in praises of posterity, As long as the priest shall climb the Capitol with the silent priestess. And where the violent Aufidus roars, and where Daunus, Barren in water, rules over a rustic population I. powerful from a low degree, shall be spoken of As having been the first to compose in Greek measures Latin verse, Melpomene, assume the pride acquired by thy merits, And favorably wreathe my locks with Delphian laurel. Translated from CHotace Odes, 3, 305 Joyce Slater Form VI IMMORTALIA NE SPERES The snows have fled, and once again returns the grass unto the plain, And to the trees come leaves- The earth renews her life, and freshets now diminished Flow peacefully between the banks. An unclad Grace dares to dance with her sister Nymphs twain, The year and the hour that steal away the happy day warn Not to hope for immortality. The cold is banished by the West Wind Spring will yield to summer, destined to perish as soon as Fruit-bearing Autumn shall pour forth its bounty, and presently Slow-footed winter will return. And yet the newly recurring moons regain their heavenly losses. When we have fallen where already have fallen Aeneas and the rich Tullus and Ancus, Who knows how many tomorrows the gods above will add To the sum of yesterdays? But all that you have given to your own soul will escape The hands of an avaricious heir. When once you have fallen, and Minos his august decrees has made. No, Torquatus, neither family, nor eloquence, nor righteousness shall bring you back. For Diana could not free the chaste Hippolytus from the shadows of the dead, Nor was Theseus strong enough to break away the Lethean bonds from his dear Pirithous. CHorace, Odes 14, 75 Thomas Roche Form VI forty-eighl A FORTY-NINER Pa had gone to the court house to see what all the commotion was about and Ma was plenty worried because it was getting dark and he hadn't come home yet. All of a sudden the door burst open and there he stood. He was mighty excited, and there was a gleam in his eyes that hadn't been there before. California or bust, he shouted. After the noise which followed this announcement had quieted down, Pa told us that gold had been discovered at Sutter's Mill, and he was fixing to go out to California and try to find us a claim. We were all pretty surprised. Next day Pa went to the bank and drew out all his savings. Then he bought one of those covered wagons from Mr. Jones. In a couple of days, everything packed that we could carry, we started off to the West on the end of a long wagon train. My sisters, Jill and Mary, and I, were pretty much excited. We couldn't sit still for ten minutes. In and out the wagon and up and down the high seat we climbed, until Ma told us to stay put or we would go straight home. Camping out at night was scary' at hrst. We kept hearing strange noises. There was no room in the wagon for beds, so every night we made a shelter out under the trees and slept in it. Then we reached the desert. Seems as if everything went wrong then and there. There wasn't any water, and jill fell sick and nearly died. We passed many piles of furni- ture that folks had had to leave because they had made their wagons too heavy. We had to leave Ma's heavy pieces along the trail, too. Pa had to promise to buy new ones when we got out West, but I didn't think there would be any there. Occasionally we passed a small lonely grave or a heap of cattle bones. I was the only boy, thirteen, and I had a great deal of responsibility, especially the night when the Indians came. Pa handed me a rifle and told me to get busy shooting for we must defend the women and children who were huddled inside the circle of wagons. We fought for about three hours. Then the Indians gave up and rode away. We made the rest of the trip successfully. Pa staked his claim and having picked il good spot, he soon made enough money so that we could settle down and live comfortably for a while. We've got a small farm and I hope we shall live happily on it here in Cali- fornia as long as we live. When I grow up, I'm going to go prospecting for gold and live the great excitement all over again. Phyllis Beck Form I forty-nine A FANTASY All winter the dark. foreboding winds had howled and swirled in and out of the little hills and valleys. The sun was rarely seen, for when it tried to show its face, it was quickly covered over by grey clouds. So much snow had fallen that one couldn't distinguish the earth from the heavens, and terrifying shadows crawled behind every turn as night stole on. The trees resembled spiders' webs with all their branches covered with the glistening flakes. On one of those cold nights one might catch a glimpse of a sturdy little house perched on top of a hill, with a beckoning light shining brightly in one of its windows, and as one's eyes followed it and peeked in the window, a cheery fire would be seen burning in the grate. The room was a cozy one containing handsome old furniture, and a bright skin rug lay on the polished oak floor. Silver platters were displayed in the cupboard and a towering old grandfather clock ticked heartily in the corner. Sur risin 1 the rooms never seemed to ather dust or dirt or need aintin ' ever - 8, Y thing was always neat and pretty. ' Reading by the fireside sat an old lady with a very young and beautiful appearance about her. She had soft, blue eyes and wonderfully brown, wavy hair. Her skin was like a lily. No, all those long years of seclusion had not marred her beauty nor the beauty of her little house. Soon winter was over and Spring appeared and left and Summer came. With it came the flowers, the birds, the bees and the pleasant singing of the crickets. Once again the hills and valleys were alive after their long sleep. The mistress sat outside in her garden watching all the little animals and insects and often went down to the brook to watch the minnows and the frogs. Every day some of the village folk came up to chat with her and bring her good things to eat. How beautiful and good life is and how wonderful it is to live, she would think to herself, never stopping to question how other people lived, believing that they led good, happy lives like hers. One day no visitors came to see her. Towards evening a small boy raced up the hill, thrust her a newspaper and ran down again. The mistress, since this was the first newspaper she had read for a long time, walked slowly into the house, opening it as she went. Gradually the meaning of those three cold, black letters that stood out so clerly on the front page came back to her. They read W A R . Suddenly she realized the truth about other people. Way down in the cellar was heard a deep rumbling and a crash as the little house collapsed. Then all was still. Berit Ore Form II My THE LUCK OF THE IRISH As she strolled down Fifth Avenue, Colleen O'Brien admitted to herself that never was there so grand or so beautiful a country as America. Of course, she could never love it as she loved her native Ireland and the little house in Carrick where she had been born, but she did love it as the land of miracles and wonders that it was. Why, four days after her boat had docked she had been employed as a maid by a rich New York family and had earned more money than she had ever seen or had before in her life. Only one thing bothered her: Americans certainly had strange customs, she was sure she would never understand their ways. just the other day Mrs. Vandershack, her employer, had requested the queerest thing of her. Colleen, she had said, as you are the maid in this house, it is your duty to answer the door. It is the custom among the better families in New York to use calling cards whenever we go visiting. So please take the small silver tray on the hall table to the door with you. The visitor will put her card on this and then you bring it to me. That afternoon the front doorbell rang. Colleen, remembering Mrs. Vandershack's words, approached the door with the tray in her hand. What should she say? Mrs. Vander- shack hadn't told her that. Opening the door she thrust the tray out under the visitors' noses and said as politely as she could, Tickets, please. A long pause followed-finally three cards were placed on the tray. Colleen drew the tray inside and slammed the door shut. On receiving the cards Mrs. Vandershack was overjoyed. Imagine, the heads of the Socialite Club had come to visit her. Trying to hide her excitement she sauntered slowly down the stairs, but on looking around did not perceive her guests. Colleen, she whispered, where are they? Why, Mum, I left them standing out on the doorstep. With a moan Mrs. Vandershack rushed to the door and looked out. There was no one there. Colleen left Mrs. Vandershack's the next day. She still didn't know why she had been discharged, but anyway, everything was all right. For now, one day later, she was on her way to her new job. Goodness, things certainly happened fast in America. It really was a wonderful country. Ann Perkins Form IV fifty-one 0 TRUE HEROISM This story happened at a farm situated far in the country where one could walk for hours to find other people. It lay beside a hill which was covered with many trees, one more beautiful than the other. The farm was at that time already very old and so were the inhabitants. It was very early in the morning. The sun had started the day after a long sleep and brought its smiling happiness and joy to the earth, and the air was full of peace. The birds were busy looking for food to feed their hungry young ones. Two roosters, the rulers of the big hen-house beside the stable, guided their flock, consisting of an old hen and many little chickens, to the food dish which stood under the old elm tree and was known as the best one of the whole farm. But the peace does not last very long when two roosters have to eat together. After a short time they argued about a kernel of corn, in spite of there being plenty to feed four roosters. ' The one said, That is my cornf, No, said the other, that is my corn. I noticed it first. But it was put there for me, said the first. So both became very angry and spread out their wings, opened their beaks, and the second cried, The corn is mine, because my breed is the better one. No, my breed is better, as my family is older. But l came from a brown egg and brown is the most beautiful color. But l was born in a white egg and white is the most beautiful color. I am right. No, I am right. The roosters saw now that the problem had to be solved in another way and so both screamed, The right is with the stronger one. They attacked furiously. They jumped in the air in order to rush on the enemy and to tear off some feathers. The kernel of corn, which was the reason for all this disturbance, was already trodden into the mud. The old hen with her chickens tried to stop them, but nobody paid any attention to her. All the animals had interrupted their work to watch the fight. ' fifty-two High up in the air a hawk circled, unobserved by the inhabitants of the barnyard. Suddenly it swooped down on the roosters who immediately flew into the hen-house. The birds abruptly stopped their discussion and disappeared. The whole place was now silent as a grave. Only the old hen remained, trying to find a safe spot. She collected her chickens and barely had time to give them a shelter under her wings when the hawk attacked her with a long jump. Now something unexpected happened. The hen fought so courageously that the hawk was greatly wounded. Will the right be with the stronger one? The fight was not fair and the hen, which became weak because of her many wounds, would have been defeated without the help of the farmer who stepped out because of the noise of the fight. He drove away the hawk which rose in the air, for the first time defeated. So, by the quarrel of the roosters, which had been based on such a little and vain cause, all the inhabitants of the barnyard had come into danger of destruction. Heinrich-Otto Eichmann Form III A LA PRIMAVERA El invierno es al fin terminadog Demos la bienvenida a la primavera. Las canciones de aves son hermosas, Yel aire tiene el sentido de frescura. Las flores provienen en los camposg Son azules los cielos brillantes sin nubes. Los arroyos son claros y limpiosg El son brilla sobre las sierras y llanadas. Las brisas oscilan y tocan lizeramente Las lagunas y los riochuelos centellandos. Los pimpollos aparecen en los arboles, Enganando las climas de los cepos. Cantan los grillos en la hierba altag Las abejas zumban sonolientamente Desde una Hot linda a otra En la madreselva perfumada verde. Los petirrojos cantan dulcemente En la dulzura de las lilas, Y las rosas exquisitas en la brisa Perfuman el aire de la primavera tarcle. Victor Richer Form VI fifty-three MY TRIP FROM GERMANY TO AMERICA BY PLANE Very early in the morning of October fourth the Western Air Line plane started for America with thirty-six students. Very excited, my two companions and I looked out of the window of the airport building. It was four o'clock in the morning, and we could see only the shadows and lights on the airplanes. Suddenly it became morning. The sun rose in all colors from behind the hills. From the window we saw the silver birds moving to the starting place, and after a few minutes they were flying into the blue air. After hours spent in yearning, waiting and watching, at six o'clock the pilot called the names for the Western Air Line. After the pilot had checked our visas and other papers, we climbed up the ramp into the plane. Here we found very comfortable chairs, and on the walls, small windows. That was the picture of the airplane. I had my place just in front of the wings, and so I hoped to have a good view. The propellers began to move, first the two on the right and then on the left. There was a terrific noise and the whole bird vibrated through and through. The plane began to move-at first slowly, then faster and faster. In the middle of the field there was a little bump and we left the ground. Our bird climbed higher and higher. Beneath lay the world: in the distance the blue hills of the South, and the town of Frankfurt like a toy village and beyond, the silver line of the Rhine. I never shall forget the picture of the colors, the yellow of the cornfields and the dark green of the forests. Suddenly in front of our plane appeared a dark blue line. Very slowly it grew larger. It was the ocean with its white crowns on the waves. In our plane it began to be very uncomfortable, our bird was taking its first exercises, rolling from one side to the other. The clouds barred our view. Our stewardess called, Fasten your belts. The heavy woolen blankets were now a good protection against the cold breeze. Our plane was sinking and tossing all the time. The stewardess came with a large perfume bottle and for the first time the students got a taste of airsickness. But with singing and laughing the storm was soon forgotten. An hour later we arrived in Ireland with its green fields, hills, lakes and small islands. The clouds sometimes allowed us a view. Here in Shannon was our first rest. After some refreshment and walking on the field, we left Shannon three hours later. Our only desire was No storm. The next flight was the longest-12 hours over the ocean-clouds, water, rain and snow-all the time the same picture, hour after hour. fifty-four What was that, a fire?-No, the sun was standing deep on the horizon, as a red ball, but it changed very fast into darker red until it was lilac. I was so deeply impressed by that picture which I saw-on the left side of the plane the night with the stars, and on the other, sunset and the light blue sky. Very soon it was all dark around us. In our plane it was quiet, some were sleeping, and others reading. Slowly the time crept. We were all glad when we saw the lightfire of an airport. It was Newfoundland and two o'clock in the morning. We had a wonderful sup- per there and after a short nap we started again. ' I In the distance appeared the first lights of America--Boston, New Haven, and then the airport of New York, the Empire State building and radio station with the beacon. Our plane made a large circle around the city, and in a few minutes our bird rolled on the ground. I never shall forget all that I saw on this trip over the ocean. Anneliese Kluthki Form V A MOON CHILD Sometimes when I sit and dream, The thought comes, and I say, I wonder, Rob, how it would seem, To be a moon child far away? Do they play hard the livelong night, Soccer, tennis, and all, Or must they always shed their light, With never a chance for ball? I wonder if their clothes look funny, Are they silver, blue, or gold? If we met them we'd say, Sonny, Is a moonbeam costume cold? Do they wear rubbers on their feet, When rainclouds chance their way, Can silver moonbeams their friends greet, Along the Milky Way? I would like to be a moonbeam, And Climb that shining silver stair, Then slide down brightly all agleam, And smell the cool earth air. Robert Manstield Form I iffy-live Paia, Maui Territory of Hawaii Friday, July 30, 1948 Dear Miss Stewart, We are staying in Upper Paia, a small town surrounded by pineapple and cane fields, and situated in the front yard of Haleakala Mt., on the island of Maui. Maui has some- times been described as the place where upineapples grow in every field, but not one can be bought at the market. This is because they are sent directly to the cannery. Haleakala has one of the largest extinct craters in the world-a crater which is truly a rival in beauty to the Grand Canyon. Upon our arrival in Paia, we were initiated at a luau CHawaiian feastb. A pig was wrapped in broad ti leaves and baked underground on a bed of hot coals. After five or six hours the meat was uncovered, crisp, tawny, well-watched, not over-roasted, crackling- and devoured with relish. We also ate poi, sweet potato, raw fish in soya sauce, chicken, sushi Crice cakesj , what looked like whole crawfishes, taro leaves, seaweed, opihi Csnailsj , and coconut pudding, all of which was washed down with cokes. I can honestly say that I tried everything, although I am not very fond of seaweed and snails. The Hawaiians afterwards sang and danced, and taught us songs with words like these- Kuu lei awapuhi, mele mele, Opu ia mekeale, ona ona-- They are no longer a jumble of vowels to me, but a part of one of the wor1d's most beauti- ful languages. Now, after our first luau, we are almost full fledged kanakas, and not molohinis any longer. Two weeks ago we drove to Hana, on the rainy side of the island, and stayed for two days at a cottage near the ocean. In my opinion, there can be no more beautiful scenery in Hawaii than that found on the road to Hana. We saw waterfalls of all sizes and varieties, mango, kukui, breadfruit, bamboo, and koa trees, huge cliffs overhanging endless beaches, a valley that still shelters an ancient Hawaiian village, and a very hazy glimpse of the island of Hawaii, 35 miles to the south of Maui. The trip took more than three hours, since we stopped along the way for yellow ginger blossoms, mountain apples, rose apples, and African tulips. The road winds in and out of thirty-two gulches, each with a pattern of red and dark green mango trees, and very light green kukui trees that contrast with the mangoes. We stopped for a picnic lunch beside a small waterfall, and did not arrive at Wainapanapa Cave, in Hana, until after 3:00 P. M. This cave, the most fascinating and mysterious place that I have ever seen, consists of lava tubes partly filled with icy, fresh water, although the cave is very near the sea. We swam through the tubes with candles in our hands, my uncle Colin leading the way. In the first room there is a reddish rock-the bleeding rock, where a princess was killed by her disappointed lover. We climbed out on a ledge to recover from the first shock fifty-rix of the freezing water, and continued through the cave, partly in, under, and out of the water, sometimes carrying our candles in our teeth, as we hung onto ledges with both hands. At last we arrived at the chimney, the only exit to the cave other than where we had entered. This vertical hole, the sides of which consist of rough lava, is a most disagreeable place to bare and goose pimply skin. We slid and fell in the dark, waving our feet about in mere air at times, until we reached the bottom, a room rather too small to hold five people. Through the water below us, we could see daylight, and diving down, swimming along for perhaps ten feet and then up, we arrived at the outside world, glad to be warm again, but not a little sorry to leave the cave behind. After body surfing at Hana beach, in the biggest waves I have ever seen, we were quite ready for dinner, and had japanese beef hekks at Clarence's Restaurant, the only one in town. The next day we also spent swimming, this time in a waterfall pool, which was swollen with recent rains. When we called Clarence to order dinner, we found that he had closed up and gone to the ball game. No Sunday dinner for us! The three hours home were driven in two, as we barely escaped falling over cliffs in our mad dash for home. The ice-box received first consideration as we arrived at 4: 30. Last week the japanese held a bon dance in the moonlight. The dancers wore kimonos, and danced around a platform covered with lanterns and flags. They were fascinating, with their beautiful, many-colored kimonos, and graceful motions. A We have also been to Luana, my grandmothers mountain houseg to Haleakala craterg to Makena beach, where the sharks play. We are learning the hula, my sister and I, playing ukuleles, and learning to like poi and lomi-lomi salmon. I hope you are enjoying this summer as much as I am. Aloha, Lois Hall Form VI Deep silence lay around me, As I stood in the breaking light. Dew laden grass, the Howers, And trees were unmoving, mute- And yet they spoke. They spoke Of God's great handiwork, Of Peace and joy- All undisturbed By any mortal thought or word. And then a bird awoke And burst the silence With a song. Sally Corbett Form IV ffty-Jeven A PLAN I-'OR PEACE Only recently I have grown conscious of the political distress by which Europe is being consumed. People don't notice it there so much, because they are more or less used to it. But if one comes right out of the focus of events and stands by watching what is happening, he is overcome by heartfelt pity. This is part of my own experience. Six months ago -I came to the United States from Germany under the United States Students' Ex- change Program. Since I have been here, this subject has concerned me greatly. This topic has been dealt with by many prominent people in Europe as well as on other con- tinents, but it is really a problem concerning each individual of Europe. The past has proved that history has been made only by winning wars or losing them, in Europe as well as all over the world. How wonderful would it be for countries to have ambition for peace policies which really would distinguish them in all history books! To change history towards peace would make mankind more conscious of its own value. Since the Old World is outstanding in making wars, I am very desirous of seeing a peaceful Europe by means of union. The objection may be made that this is very dillicult, if not impossible, because there are so many natural discrepancies. This refers to the people as well as to geographical locations. To see these differences balanced up is my greatest desire, so that there are no longer wars in Europe. If man only could see that his greatest enemy is war itself and not another human being, the basis of a united Europe would be founded. It has come to public attention that there live a certain number of tribes in central Africa which have not had a war as long as their ancestors can tell. How is it? In those tribes the custom is still extant to sacrifice the chief before going into battle in order to glorify the god of war. For the sake of peace it might seem wise to adopt this custom in the northern hemisphere, too. But there is another way of developing a peace project. We, the people living in the twentieth century, claim to have civilization: let's prove that there can be peace without fearing to receive death when peace is broken. I would like the project started for a United States of Europe. For this purpose state authorities of all European countries ought to meet in Switzer- land, because this country is commonly reputed a neutral and trustworthy nation, and already three different languages are present. The U. S. E. must be established on the basis of compromise, and each country must be willing to make concessions, otherwise the entire project would collapse in the very beginning. A decision based on inter-European fifty-eigbl popular vote must be put through, whether Europe wants to be governed by an inter- European government or not. Desire of uniform currency and military force must be de- termined in the same way. If these decisions have been successful, the structure of the new government can be outlined. The convention of representatives of each nation ought to write up the conditions under which the U. S. E. is to be formed and present it to popular vote. Wisdom ought to be applied and divine guidance sought in writing up the basic statements for the new government that directs both big and small countries justly and in accordance with the unwritten laws of humanity. This government ought to be superior to a government of each individual state, in order to have compensation in the different conditions to which each country is subject. In this way the state governments can adjust, perhaps by amendments, the laws of the U. S. E. to their own sense of justice. The United States of America, I think, gives a very good example and pattern for doing this in a wise way. The division of power has proved in history to be the best foundation for a demo- cratic form of government, and many countries have made this system their own. It seems to me as if this is the most capable style of governing a united Europe in a democratic way. To make Europe an absolute democracy would be too circumstantial, causing too many diificulties in administration, but a republic, I think, would be effective. The executive power ought to be in the hands of a head of each individual state, so each one has an authority of its own while at the same time being a member of the U. S. E. government. Legislature must be formed by an inter-European committee consisting of equal- numbered representation from each state. In order to avoid one-sidedness in making decisions, I would recognize representation of political parties, this is one point where several nations meet, so the national discrepancies are not so big. judicial power must consist of an inter-European court, too. One judge from each state with one or two assistants would decide and watch over laws and any state affairs whether they are in accord with the government plan when brought to the attention of the court. What we can do for this future project is to break down the limitations of nation- alities and make friends with the young folks of other countries. Only in that way prejudice can be abolished. I.et's prove that we have learned something from past history. For centuries people have been the tools of imperialists, never deciding themselves what is going to happen with them. Everybody has his own mind to think for himself, which can be applied to a government that expresses his thoughts. Nationalistic pride will be abolished as soon as the desire for a United States of Europe is forwarded by the people living on that con- tinent. Then they may reach hands across the boundaries and devote their hearts to a UNITED STATES OF EUROPE. Helmuth Krause Form VI fifty-nine AN EXCITING WHALING VOYAGE I had gone to the library to look up some information on whaling. I sat by myself at a small table on which there was a vase of flowers. I admired them for a while and then went to work looking up the information which I needed for my composition. I read many short stories of great whaling voyages, some fiction and some non-fiction, every once in a while jotting down something which I thought might be helpful in writing my composition. I put down one book and was about to start another, when I noticed a pic- ture which I hadn't seen before. It was a picture of an old whaling ship. Men were bustling about on the decks, and others were loading supplies aboard. Suddenly I found myself in the midst of them helping to load the food. The boat was bound for Greenland on an eight-month voyage, and evidently I was going with it. Only thirty days out of Boston Harbor we sighted a whale. He was a very large one, about forty-seven feet long. It was a very rough day, but still a few of us went out in one of the dories to capture him. A large wave hit us broadside and the small boat capsized. We were out of hearing and of sight of the ship, so our yelling was of no use. I don't know what happened to the others, but I swam for all I was worth. The water was very cold, the seaweed nearly blinded me it was so thick, and little chips of ice cut at my face, hands, and arms as I tried to swim against the strong current. Suddenly I felt someone tap me on my shoulder. I had horrid visions of a polar bear waiting to grab me when I looked around. I swam faster. Again the polar bear tapped me on my shoulder. Wake up, he said. That startled me. I looked around and the polar bear slowly took the form of the librarian. Mary Anne Lincoln Form I A PRAYER Dear Lord, accept our humble thanks, we pray, For all the gifts of beauty and love Which, through Thy loving care, were ours today. For all the peaceful blessings from above- The pure, undying beauty of each tree, The simple, fragrant fairness of a flower, The sweet melodious murmurs of the sea- For these we give Thee humble thanks this hour. And yet all is not beautiful, I know- We hope and pray that Thou our lives will bless. So may Thou be our guide forevermore, And lead us safe at last to Slumber's shore. Freeman Sleeper Form V This poem has been included in the anthology of the National High School Poetry Association. sixty THE LITTLE FAWN The little fawn lay down in the hollow and watched his mother bend her head to drink from a clear mountain pool. The moon came out from under a cloud and lighted the scene. A little way above the pool water cascaded through the ravine, turning a foamy, frothy white as it plunged down from the rocks above. There was a little basin a short way from there, where the current wasn't so strong. It was there that all the animals of the forest came to drink and rest. It mattered not that some were enemies, for here no animal hurt another. This unchallenged law had been passed down from one generation to the next. This place was the home of all the woodland creatures, and no man had ever seen it. The fawn lay down quietly and slept a happy, dreamless sleep. The next morning he woke at dawn and rose to greet the great red ball rising from the east. The mist curled slowly upward, and the light shown on his young face. joy Hlled him, and he kicked up his dainty feet and ran through the forest, the doe following. After a while hunger stopped them, and they ate and rested. Soon they would be at the meadow where he would play with the other fawns. There were two playing when he joined them. They chased each other around till they were tired and then waded in the brook running through the meadow. At noon the does took the young ones and left. Before they had gone far, a shot sounded. Terrifxed, the young fawn ran as fast as he could. He turned to look at his mother, but she wasn't there. What was the matter? Where was she? She had never left him before. Confusion filled him. Slowly he turned and walked back to where he had last seen her. There lay his mother. She was bleeding. He ran to her and licked her face. Still she didn't move. The fawn turned away, helpless and bewildered. As he turned, he saw a human being. He ran, terrified, from the place. That night he lay down, hungry, afraid, and tired, at the base of a sheltering pine. He lay awake half of the night, until at last the wind in the pine's branches lulled him to sleep. The next morning he woke, hungrier and more afraid than before. He wandered toward the ravine and pool. He passed under a pine, the home of a friendly gray squirrel who asked him what the trouble was, but the fawn gave no answer. He waded far into the pool, drinking as he went. By mid-morning he knew where he was going. He must go back to where he had last seen his mother. He walked slowly toward the spot, but his mother wasn't there. He went on to the meadow but found no comfort there. He turned to leave but a boy stood in .tixty-one front of him. He was trapped, but he didn't care. The boy knelt down and put his hand out. It touched the fawn's nose and he drew back. The boy whispered, I'll name you Flash. As if in answer the fawn stepped forward and his nose touched the boy's cheek. The boy's arms were around his little friend and Flash leaned comfortably against the boy's side. The two were friends and happiness filled them both. A week later the two wandered through the woods together. Flash kept tugging at the boy's pants to go one direction, and finally he followed. He heard a roar in the distance and they started to run. It was the ravine. Flash led him to the pool. The boy smiled with pleasure because he knew Flash trusted him. The animals went unafraid about their busi- ness. They accepted him as one of them because he loved them, and he whispered, I'll never tell. Cynthia Adams Form II EXPERIMENT I pulled the heavy door open, and as it shut again with a groan of protest, I stepped inside the gloomy building. I was now standing in a hallway, dimly lit by a solitary street- light outside. As I glanced around, the atmosphere of the old building took hold of me and inflamed my imagination. This was a house of doom and phantoms, and the darkness hid the strange, terrifying things. I was so frightened now that even the table near the door turned into a menacing figure which seemed to move towards me. Don't be a sissy, I told myself sternly, but the gloom and darkness couldn't be pushed away. I advanced cautiously, feeling my way along the wall, when suddenly my head began to swim. I could smell something strange, exotic, filling the room, and overcoming me. Where did it come from? I turned to the right and saw now for the first time a glimmer of light showing under a door. Something compelled me to tiptoe over to it and push the door open. The room inside was pitchblack, except for a single light bulb. Over in one corner something bright and red was bubbling and sending out the queer odor. Over this stood a dark figure, mysterious and intriguing. I stood there completely fascinated and unable to move as the figure took up a flask of colorless liquid and mixed it with the first. The mixture now foamed and hissed and turned to a violent purple color. Immediately the dark figure threw in two black stones and whispered something mysterious over the solu- tion. A column of writhing green gas twisted and turned as it rose in the air, another column of crimson crept from the flask and twisted around the first. Now the solution changed from purple to a vivid yellow, and bubbled furiously. The dark figure lifted the flask, shaking it. There was a blinding explosion. Eureka, I could hear as the smoke cleared. I tiptoed quietly out again. My, I thought, Mr, Russ is certainly working late tonight. Lise Ore Form V rixty-two THE GARDEN PARTY Clyde stood near a clump of azalea bushes, sipping his cup of tea, and looking ex- tremely bored. Garden parties were to him merely a waste of time and tea bags. A pity something couldn't be done to pep them up a little. Glancing up, he saw his hostess, Lady Lesley-Hopperly, approaching him. Looking around quickly for some escape, but finding none, Clyde braced himself for the oncoming attack. What a love-ly day for a garden party! Don't you think so? Clyde winced inwardly but replied with composure, I make it a rule never to think in humid weather. It's hard enough to keep cool without wasting precious time and effort worrying about the longitude, latitude, and temperature. Lady Lesley-Hopperly muttered something about having to speak to her niece, and ambled, as quickly as was gracefully possible, in the opposite direction. But Clyde hardly noticed her sudden departure. His attention had become centered upon a huge, furry mongrel which was lumbering solemnly up the path in a manner amazingly like that in which Lady Lesley-Hopperly had recently approached. The breed of the creature was obviously predominately St. Bernard, and his mop of thick, brownish- white fur gave him a decidedly wild and carefree appearance. When he walked, his fuzzy tail swung back and forth methodically until it closely resembled the pendulum on a grandfather's clock. As Clyde watched this great hulk of dog, an idea gradually began to form in his mind. He calculated that at its present rate of speed, the creature would take about ten minutes to reach the other end of the immense lawn. That would only leave him eight minutes! Clyde strode swiftly through the neatly hedge-lined walks until he arrived at a place where a group of admiring guests were gathered around Sir Hubert Galstry, a short, plump man, who, having spent much of his life hunting in Africa, was renowned for his wide knowledge of African wild-life. He sidled up to the African hunter and as soon as there was a pause in the conversation said, Sir Hubert, have you heard about that animal they've just discovered in Africa? It resembles a St. Bernard-the Fuzzy-tailed Gitua, I believe they call it. Sir Hubert seemed surprised but interested. You don't say! No, I hadn't heard. Do they have one in captivity? Yes, right here in London-not so very far from here, for that matter, at the city zoo. It's escaped once or twice, you know. They're harmless looking, but if a man goes within three feet of one, it's too bad for him! You mean they're man-eaters? queried one of the ladies in a hushed voice. Bones and all, replied Clyde with a knowing shake of the head. They make a strange noise just before they pounce for the kill-rather like the barking of a dog. rixty-three Clyde paused to allow the horror of his description to take hold in the minds of his appreciative audience. Sir Hubert broke the silence. Say-now that you mention it, I do believe I have heard of such an animal, although the name sounds unfamiliar. I wonder-! Sir Hubert broke off abruptly and stood with a look of horror frozen on his plump face. For, rounding the corner of one of the hedge-lined walks, lumbered a Fuzzy-tailed Gitua! b Following Sir Hubert's horrified gaze, the guests turned and faced the man-eating east. Reactions varied. Most of the ladies shrieked and jumped up on the nearest chairs, benches, or tables. Lady Lesley-Hopperly, not being capable of such gymnastics, fainted dead away, taking care to land in one of her wicker chairs, while the gentlemen 6 with the exception of Sir Hubert, who was frozen with terror, and Clyde, who pretended to bel, rushed madly in all directions from the Fuzzy-tailed Gitua which had plopped down in the grass and was sitting calmly displaying his large, pink tongue. Sir Oswald Lightly, a doctor of psychology noted for his absent-mindedness, grabbed a garden hose which he had literally bumped into during his flight, and started to squirt water at the monster lying in the grass. However, in his confusion, he succeeded only in thoroughly soaking Sir Hubert and Lady Lesley-Hopperly who was still prostrate in the chair where she had collapsed a few moments before. Meanwhile Clyde was shouting to anyone who was listening that the only thing with which to appease the anger of a Fuzzy-tailed Gitua was a bunch of carrots. Somehow in the confusion he managed to be heard, and soon a group of the bold gentlemen were gathered around the Fuzzy-tailed Gitua, luring him with a large bunch of carrots. Sir Hubert, by this time recovered from his momentary shock, joined this circle of the brave. Clvde tore off one of the carrots and threw it at the panting animal. The puzzled mongrel sniffed at it once-then stood up and let out a short, sharp bark. The circle of courageous gentlemen turned and fled and there was another round of feminine shrieks. But to the astonishment of all, the Fuzzy-tailed Gitua did not pounce for the kill. Instead he turned and lumbered solemnly down the path and around the corner of the walk, his tail wagging rhythmically. Sir Oswald dropped his hose and stood vigorously mopping his brow. The remaining gentlemen, regaining their courage, and at the same time, their chivalry, helped the ladies down off their perches. Silence reigned supreme until Lady Lesley-Hopperly regained consciousness and began to groan, l'll never forget it! Such a horrible creature! A savage animal-in my own garden! She mumbled on incoherently. Gradually the atmosphere became normal again and the guests began to leave, until Clyde and Sir Hubert were the only ones remaining. Clyde walked up to Lady Lesley-Hopperly and shook her hand warmly. Thank you for a most enjoyable afternoon, he said with a pleasant smile. I can't say I've ever been to a garden party quite like it. As he walked out the gate with Sir Hubert close behind him, Clyde whistled to him- self cheerfully. Well, managed Sir Hubert at last, that was quite a harrowing experience! Yes,', replied Clyde smilingly, it will provide garden-party conversation for some time to come! Barbara Wells Form IV rixty-four LOG OF THE H.M.I. KHIS MAIESTY'S IEEPP HNIMBYII Forthwith is ser down the story of five fellows who went to Florida in a jeep during spring vacation. Friday, March 18th: After supper we began to pack the jeep, after one hour of hard labor every last niche and cranny was crammed full of equipment, then, exhausted, crept into sleeping bags in Mr. Russ's icy cabin in North Haven. Saturday, March 19th: Up and into our frozen clothes at 5: 15 A. M., on our way at 7:40, over George Wash- ington Bridge in New York City at 10, awesome view up and down the Hudson River, through Harrisburg, Pennsylvania, onto magnificent Pennsylvania Turnpike, where, as dusk came on, beheld an overturned truck on fire but soon on way again, as spectators were apparently unwanted, 'through Blue Mountain and Kittatinny Mountain Tunnels, each about one mile long, left Turnpike about 7:30 P. M. and made our way to Cowan's Gap State Forest where we camped for the night, had traveled 373 miles. Sunday, Marcia 20th: Slept soundly until 5:00 A. M. on hard cold ground, coat of frost on inside of tent, left park at 8:30 A. M. and set out for Turnpike, through Sideling Hill Tunnel, Ray's Hill Tunnel, and Allegheny Mountain Tunnel, after lunch crossed the Wfest Virginia-Pennsyl- vania line, roads grew progressively rougher and began to weave around and over the mountains, followed snakepaths until we reached Philippi, where Andy made a couple of time exposures of old covered bridge, arrived at Holly R. State Forest at 7:28 and soon on our way once more because new ranger thought it was too early in the season for us to camp there, at 12: 15 pulled into a Motel where we spent the night. Monday, March 21 rt: Left Motel at 7:20 and drove to Somersville for breakfast, on our way at 8:20 A. M., two hours later came to Hawks' Nest State Park where we tried to throw rocks into the Kanawha River, just before noon reached Oakville where we finished writing postal cards home and added very attractive knob to jeep's steering wheel, after leaving Oakville stopped on road to eat lunch, take down the top, and turn off heater, at 6:30 P. M., after traveling 173 miles, found sign indicating road Ca path between the treesb to Panther Creek State Forest, after dark, while eating dinner, thought we saw a wildcat on hill behind tent-turned out to be an owl, this was place where Andy fell into a hole. Tuerday, March 22nd : Arose at 5: 15, and left in light rain, sky cleared as we entered Kentucky: from Ken- tucky into Virginia at 5:34 and one minute later into Tennessee, as we approached Knox- ville, ran into thunderstorm which made our letter mailing a bit diflicult, finally at 9:15 P. M. pulled into a tourist cabin near Alcoa, 321 miles from where we had been that morning, this day only occasion we were operating in Central Standard Time. Wednerday, March 23rd : Few miles from Etowak came to bridge that was out, so detoured to Wetmore over dirt roads, saw our first palm trees in Athens, Georgia, at 2:05 P. M., at midnight stopped in tourist cabin outside Jacksonville, having traveled 560 miles, our longest stretch. .sixty-five Tburrday, March 24th: Locomotives on a nearby railroad woke us at 8:00, at 10:50 reached the Johnsons, friends of Mrs. Viard who had kindly made arrangements for us to stay at their farm, at 1:00 left for beach where everyone did some driving, while trying to drive over a sand dune, we ran over a pail containing a hat, two watches, two pairs of sun glasses, and a camera which had fallen out. Only one pair of sun glasses was damaged. Friday, March 25119: At 9:00 A. M. left for St. Augustine, stopping on way to see Casper's Alligator Farm, after lunch arrived at Marineland and spent two very interesting hours there, after Marine- land spent a half hour at Fort Marion, ended our day at the theater, where Dave and Andy slept through a double feature. Saturday, March 26th: Spent all Saturday forenoon doing washing, this greatly interested cows that were in the pasture where tent was pitched, whole afternoon at beautiful beach, Dave missed his watch on returning to camp but found it back at beach. S unday, March 27th: At 11:00 A. M. Andy and Jack were unloaded at a Catholic Church in jacksonville, while Mr. Russ, Dave, and jim went on to Riverside Presbyterian Church to visit a friend of Mrs. Viard's son, Andy and Jack found the Church they had chosen had no 11 o'clock Mass, so they took taxi to another Church and back, spent another afternoon on beach. M onday, March 28th: Spent morning packing, then, after paying respects to the Johnsons, left for home, strange thing happened in Georgia-weather grew so cold we had to put on heavy coats, shortly after that put the top up and turned heater on, at 8:00 P. M. stopped at cabin in Walterboro, South Carolina. Tuesday, March 29th: Left Walterboro at 9:00 A. M. and spent a disgustingly peaceful day on road, at 6:00 P. M. arrived at home of Mr. Holton, a friend of Mr. Russ, in Durham, North Carolina. Wednerday, March 30th: Up at 6: 30 A. M., after breakfast, Mr. Holton took us around campus of Duke Uni- versity, then over to University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill, where Mr. Russ sat in on one of Mr. Holton's classes, day passed uneventfully until we reached Cape Charles Ferry, from 9:30 P. M. to 11:15 P. M. exploring ferry, after leaving ferry spent the night at tourist camp. Tlaunday, March 31rt: Up at 6:00 A. M., crossed the Delaware on Newcastle Ferry, skirting Philadelphia, arrived in Newark in middle of rush hour, under Hudson River via Holland Tunnel, onto Parkway, final meal in familiar territory at Dick's Pharmacy, then to Mr. Russ's where we sorted our stuff and then unloaded at our respective homes, finally Mr. Russ got home, officially ending our trip of 3600 miles at 12:00 P. M. A Written for Mr. Russ, Hugh Anderson, john Doolittle, james Earle, and David Sperry Cthe Nimbisitesl, by John Doolittle sixty-.tix xv , T HE G RADE5 I A 2,3 FIFTH GRADE Front Rare: Meiradnr Duncan, Ruth Glaspey, Gail Murray, Nancy Jean Devine, Valerie Greene. Sef0r1dRn11't jewel Boone, jack Goldstein, Charles Dillon, Carol Goodwin, Mrs. Read. Thin! Row: Roger Zyde, Robert LaFemina, William Curtis Jr., Peter Preisner, Lawrence Martin. Aluenl: Dale lngmanson, Neva Wilkinson, John Goddard. SIXTH GRADE Front Rout Richard Linsley, Suzane Raphael, Anne English, Betty Crane, Melene Barker, Joyce Olson, john Carr. Second Rout Mrs. Steers, John Palluotto, Ken- neth Rand, Jerry Olson, john Lewis, Lewis johnson, Edward Caso. Third Row: john Bengtson, Matthew Neclerio, Robert Weigold, Pat Brewster, Mellick Baker, Charles Baldwin, ll. Absent: Arthur Clark, Nancy Corey, Carol Martin. l Jixty-eight FOURTH GRADE Frou! Row: David Sleeper, Marshall Deutsch, Elizabeth Baker, Harriet Epstein, Bonnie Lou Barnes, David Gelperin, William Sioholm. Seeoml Row: Mrs. Kneller, Carol Ward, Al- bert Laudano, Sarah Wittenborn, Kenneth Bennett, David Spencer, Frank DeMaio. Absent: William Chase, Sheila Winnick. SECOND GRADE Front Row: Nancy Montanaro, Cornelia Ches- ter, Barbara Swanson, Judy Barnes, Sandra Wheatley, Barbara Gamm, Betty Hoffmann. Secoml Row: Alan Schwartzman, Paul Stetson, Bruce Fales, john Lindsay, john Pouzzner, Alan Gelperin, David Hovland, George Corey, Lee Stevens, Billy Lang, Arthur Wil- kinson, jackie Gold, Mrs. Halverson, Abrent: Betsey Garner, Elizabeth Leavy, Valory Stratton, Michael Zirlen. THIRD GRADE Front Row: Carol Roberts, Ann Crary, Lauren Igald, Laurel Held, Sally English, Nancy rute. Second Row: Laurence Battalim, Frederick Kusterer, Cyril Fowler, Richard Curtis, Thomas Sloane, Ethan Sims, Mrs. Eggers. Third Row: Heckscher Tweed, Henry Hawken, John Murray, Platt Brightwell, Daniel Zucchi, Chaplin Barnes. Abrent: Donald Currie. .sixty-nine FIRST GRADE Front Row: Katharine Hovland, Mary Gaylord, Laurie Pouzzner, Ruth Osterweis, Corrie Latimer, joan lvers, Sallie Reed, Elizabeth Stetson. Second R0u':.Mrs. Florence, blames English Ill, John English, jr., Graham Wilson, Henry Libby, john Chester, Albert Rompf, Mrs. Wagner. Abrent: Ralph jones, Gretchen Wittenborn. CONNECTING CLASS Frou! Row: jane Klatskin, Nancy Newman, Carol Clark, joan Johnson, Sarah Crary, Edith Sohler, Karen Wolfe. Second Rnzv: Mrs. Marshall, john Ewell, jr., Warren White, Timothy Tilney, Bruce Cur- tis, john Wheatley, jr., Richard Child. Abrenlz William Caliendo, Cathy Janis, Peter Kellers. Susan Reed, William Saundersg David Small. FIRST GRADE Front Row: Patricia Gold, Rollyn Osterweis, Nancy Eggers, Diana Gamm, Susan Ander- son, Barbara Livingston, Frances Levin. Second Row: john Roche, David Sloane, Mar- vin Latimer, James Brosnan, Aurelio Cali- endo, Arthur Lipson, George Mettler, jr., Mrs. Dickinson. Ahrenl: Patrick Bennett, Jane Wilkinson. rezfenly KINDERGARTEN Front Row: Laurence Wilson, Ellen O'Neil, Nancy Lyons, Marion Silverthorne, Julie Gilbert, Pravda Sikorski, Linda Shafer, Susan Hofmann, Arthur Connolly. Second Rout Mrs. Viard, Arnold Schwartzman, William Eggers, James Finch, Lawrence Hastings, Robert Haskell, Perry Miller, Eric Berger, Alfred Fauver, jr., Mrs. Pierpont. Abrezzz: Laurel Crooks, Alan Darling, Samuel Galpin, Lydia Chester. ACTIVITIES Though they may be the smallest among us, their plays and pageants are not the least. The Lower School opened their drama season with the Little Folks' Christmas Pageant. The cast included: Mary, Susan Reed, joseph, john Ewell, Speaking Angel, Pravda Sikorskig Speaking Shepherd, Billy Eggers, Boys with the lamb, Alfred Fauver, jr., Lawrence Wilson, The angels and shepherds, the rest of the Kindergarten and Connecting Class, the choir, the First Grades. The pageant ended on a merry note with the visit of old Saint Nick himself, and a gift for everyone. At the close of the winter term the ever delightful story of The Gingerbread Boy was dramatized by the first graders, directed by Mrs. Florence. Kathy Hovland was the Gingerbread Boy, jimmy English, the Little Old Man, Mary Gaylord, the Little Old Woman, Corrie Latimer, the Hen, Betsy Stetson, the Duck, Louise Pouzzner, the Goat, Ruth Osterweis, the Dogg and Graham Wilson, the Fox. The fourth graders were not to be outdone by the little folks' dramatic abilities, and in the last semester came to the foreground with the play, King Good Health Wins. Not only was it enjoyable, but it taught a moral as well. In the cast were: King Good Health, David Sleeper, Scrubwell, Frank DeMaiog Keeper of the Pearls, Libby Baker, Sir Crystal Drinkwater, Betsy Wittenborn, Sir Chester Straightfellow, Marshall Deutsch, Knight of Nights, Sheila Winnickg Squire Oxygen, Carol Ward, Knight of Bath, Bill Chase, Page Spick-and-Span, David Gelperin, and Disease, Albert Laudano. Early in the spring the fourth graders made puppets and scenery for the short plays they had written. Each child had the opportunity to express his originality and creative abilities. The program proved to be enjoyable as well as educational. Every year the Kindergartens Valentine Sale has grown in importance. As usual, the little folks sold book marks, cards, and cookies to both the Lower and Upper School. The proceeds were used to purchase two very handsome walking horses, Val and Tine, which the children have never ceased to enjoy. The first grade, under the direction of Mrs. james Florence, presented the assembly on Wednesday, April 20th. A song God, Our Loving Father, was -sung by the entire group with Corrie Latimer and joan Ivers taking the solo parts. The chapel theme was taken from the child's book Tell Me about God, by May Alice jones, especially prepared to help small children know God. Kathy Hovland, Graham Wilson, and Mary Gaylord read from the book, and the Bible verses were spoken by Betsy Stetson, joan Ivers, Henry Tibby, John English, Ruth Osterweis, Gretchen Wittenborn, Sally Reed, Corrie Latimer, and John Chester. Betsy Stetson served as chapel leader. Jetfenty-one LOWER SCHOOL SPORTS MIDGET FOOTBALL Front Row: Robert Weigoltl, Robert LaFemina, Captain Matthew Neclerio, Mellick Baker, Lawrence Martin, Frank DeMaio. Semml Rout jack Goldstein, Richard Linsley, john Lewis, Kenneth Rand, David Spencer, Mr. Russ. With their new system of plays similar to those used by the Varsity, the Midget Team rode to laurels by winning second place in the league. The season got off to a good start with a smashing victory over Fairfield: 34 to 7. The next game brought a defeat to the team at the hands of the Unquowa six by the score of 12 to O. But the team was off to victory again in the most thrilling game of the season- Hamden Hall vs. Fairfield-the score 21 to 20! The Hamden Six succumbed to the heavier Unquowa team in a return game which proved one of the best of the year, the tally reading 20 to 56. There was no victory with the McTernan School. In fact there was no game. Reason?-rain. We know that with their fighting spirit our midgets will be a team bringing further glory to I-Iamden Hall in the years to come. .Y6'l'HIIly-lll'0 l-- LITER AT RE-. ' 2 FRQM TH E LZBRADES A X is THE FAIRY Dancing, prancing, all about- Pretty little fairy. She's dancing, prancing all over th Splashing in the puddles, Hiding in the snow Pretty little fairy. Thomas Sloane Grade 3 THE SQUIRREL Hoppiry hoppity Floppity flop Here comes Mr. Squirrel Look, look, see, see. His tail is tied up In the tree. Nancy Crute Grade 3 e yard- seventy-four THE PUSSYWILLOW Pussywillows are lovely, They are always gay. The sunshine makes them beautiful It's a wonderful day. Platt Brightwell Grade 5 DRAWINGS BY GRADE ONE PUPILS ,ff 9 . ' :1 F X - VL . 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A, , 5 I ET i 5 f 5 E fi X E 5 2 5 2 ,.....f r 2 . s 5 2 3 O 6 Slum, Wifi? - ,' Mary Gaylord Sallie Reed .I anuury September , 5 iiwme fiwgcm, D I f 1 m Z3 Q 1 -f U O k Q 25,3 e rgfger .QP It A 'f Th C' . gpfb'35fk'w 235' Q 'rc '15 T 955 ' .f S,Y,'5,'i'x7la' N - 1:4 f rere. 5 riff ff ff rf ?T 9 '5 Wires if Q X' G n GITSF: 'lit V .rw--f-nu-'1fNm.,..r - zz G, P 1 Ruth Osterweis Kathie Hovlaud May May Spring is here! Spring is here! The snow is gone for another year. 'Ihe flowers come, the robins sing For all is merry when it is Spring! Valory Stratton Grade 2 I go to school every day To learn to read and writeg And I study very hard Every single night. Barbara Gamm Grade 2 A little bee Buzzed round a tree And went to see Another bee. David Hovland Grade 2 seffentynrix Once there was a mouse This mouse had a house The house had a mat in the front. On this mat there was a cat Who sat and sat And purred. Too bad! Alan Gelperin Grade 2 Oh! little Easter bunny We think you're very funny, And we like you very much. You bring us eggs of blue and red All nestled in a little bed Of pretty soft green paper. Your eggs are made of sugar sweet Every one a candy treat We thank you, Easter bunny. Cornelia Chester Grade 2 WINTER We slide down the hills, Past bushes and trees, Taking plenty of spills On our wayward skis. On the ice we glide With our flashing blades. It's fun to slide Through the woodland glades. Winter brings out A wonderful show, With ice sparkling about, And soft sprinkley snow. When snow packs down It's fun to coast. With a biting wind blown Our s1ed's faster than most. Mellick Baker Grade 6 SOMEONE I ADMIRE There is one person who has had a great influence on my life. As far back as I can remember we have always been pals. We go sliding and skating together and some of my best times have been on fishing trips with him. A few summers ago we went to Maine for a vacation. The cottage we stayed in was right on the lake, and in the back was all woods. We would get up early in the morning and go hiking up the road to an old sawmill. There he would point out to me deer tracks and skunk tracks in the mud. About sundown we would go out in the boat and Hsh for bass, and we often had very good luck. On some of our trips together he told me of his experiences in France in the First World War. He was a motorcycle dispatch rider and had many interesting stories to tell. Before the war he was on a ranch in California and I never tire of hearing his yarns about the West. He is always ready to listen to my troubles and finds a way to help me. He encourages me in both my work and play. He has always stressed the point of playing the game fair and being a good loser. I will work hard to live up to the ideal he has set before me. You see, this grand person is my Dad, Robert Weigold Grade 6 Jelldflfjl-JEVS!! ON HALLOWEEN NIGHT ' It was Halloween Night It was dark with gloom. There were witches in sight And quite a full moon. There were ghosts coming by On a dark, dark street. Strange children in costumes You surely would meet. Libby Baker Grade 4 OUR CAT. WHISKERS Our cat was born on March 1, 1948. He is gray with a white bib around his neck. Ever since he was a kitten he has slept in the cellar. When we went on our vacation to Cape Cod we took Whiskers with us. We stayed in a cottage near the woods. Whiskers wandered off in the woods one night and my father went out to look for him. He found Whiskers under the house. He had caught a big mole and a little mole. Whiskers purred when he came into the house the next morning. He was not very hungry because he had already eaten the mole. My brother went down to the shore and put Whiskers intoour boat. He didn't like it very much and jumped out into the water which was up to his back. just then my mother and father came down the hill. Mother was carrying a lunch basket. Father said that we were going on a boat trip to a quiet island. We all got into the boat, including Whiskers. Whiskers was the first one to jump out of the boat when we reached the island. He scampered all over and found some blueberries. He tried one, but he didn't like it very much. Mother gave Whiskers some f1gs out of our lunch basket. We were surprised when he ate them all up, for we never thought Whiskers would like figs. We all had a good time that vacation and Whiskers did, too. Carol Ward Grade 4 reuenty-eight April flowers, Blossoms in May Bring us flowers To bloom And stay. Barbara Livingston Grade 1 THE TIN CAN GARDEN Some time ago my little brother decided to help our family with the high prices. I-le heard my father talking about food costing so much. I will plant a garden that grows things already canned, he thought. So out he went. That night when my mother went looking for a can of string beans she saw that the cabinet was empty. Vincent, she called, do you know anything about these missing cans? Yes, Mom, he answered, I planted a tin can garden. Of course my mother was astonished, but she had a plan. When my father came home from work that evening they went out into the yard. Next morning my brother came running in, Mom, come and see my garden! Sure enough! There in the garden were rows of cans, beans, carrots, ham, tongue, beets, peas, even pickles and milk. Nancy jean Devine Grade 5 :evenly-nine '51 F. F SW .l .N Q 'ky it GUR ADVERTXSERS ' z X 415 31 + X L. . ' BOHAN - LANDORF CO. 964 CHAPEL STREET NEW HAVEN, CONN. COUNTRY CLUB Pharmacy Inc. ak if if 1235 Whitney Avenue HAMDEN, CONN. THE CONN. DOUCHNUT CO. DOUGHNUTS, CRULLERS, PIES und CAKES 3800 Whitney Avenue Phone 2-2171 Mt. Carmel, Conn. 'A' V. F. McNeil Sz Co. 0 Q 0 INSURANCE 0 Q 0 59 CENTER STREET NEW HAVEN, CONN. 'COMPLIMENTS OF THE JUNIOR CLASS Dick's ' Next to the Whitney Theater : Un Whitney Avenue' i' Compliments of a frivml C0mplimPnIS Of THE MILL END SHOPS A. R. 53 Elm Street Compliments of CENTERVILLE RADIO SHOP WEDDING - BIRTHDAY AND SPECIALTY Radio and Television C A K E S Sales and Service 2331 Whit A Puslries of Distinrlion 1 ney ve. Phone 2-6043 Hamtlen, Conn. uk 'A' French Pastries, Cookies, and Pies . TEL. 5-1854 James Plckands II L U C E R N E Commercial and Illustrative P A S T R Y S H 0 Photography 483 Stale St. New Haven 341 State Street New Haven 10 PETER KAMMH Prop' COMPLIMENTS OF J. Goldberg Ke Sons 523 STATE STREET Telephone 7-2241 COMPLIMENTS OF STUART HARDWARE CO. 1630 Whitney Ave. SPRING GLEN HAMDEN, CONN. LOUISE BEAUTY SALON 14-13 CHAPEL STREET C Opp. Grace Hospital Q Tel. 8-5673 Specials-Mon., Tues., 81 Wed. 'k UNIVERSAL FOOD STORE 1205 DIXWELL AVE. HAMDEN, CONN. COMPLIMENTS OF MR. K MRS. N. R. HEINEMAN COMPLIMENTS OF MARTINO'S RESTAURANT 169 Crown St. New Haven, Conn. OLGA,BEAUTY'SALON 380 Crown Street Tcl. 8-8676 New Haven. Conn. Of SUN'CLEANERS MUZIO'S FARM MARKET HAMDEN'S FINEST DRY CLEANING PLANT FRESH 2600 WHITNEY AVE. Tel. 2-7848 FRUITS And VEGETABLES Hartford Turnpike North Haven COMPLIMENTS OF ROBERT E. LEVINE -A' PHONE 2-4549 WHITNEY TIRE EXCHANGE Hamden'a Leading Tire Distributor HAMDEN 14, CONN. Sfu'rir1l n'i.rcmmI to Hrundrn Hall lmrvuix an qualify rrcappirrg and :ww ti1'cs ' SEIPFRRQQNG SAM EPSTEIN COATS DRESSES COUNTRY CLUB L. R. BROOKS FLORIST Tel. 3-0454 JOHN c. Romzvsozv 176 Temple St. New Haven, Conn. - in the - SUITS SPORTSWEAR WHITNEY THEATRE BUILDING THE COMPLIMENTS OF A FRIEND ANN ALLEN I n c . 26 Whitney Ave. New Haven, Conn. COMPLIMENTS OF BRAINERD'S GARAGE COMPLIMENTS OF LBRI-NMS TEMPLE STREET Distinctive Feminine Apparel Glenrlower Pharmacy 1842 Whitney Ave. John Petrillo COUNTRY CLUB SHOE REPAIR Hamrlen, Shoe Repairing Expertly Done Conn. Tel' 2-2201 11 Putnam Ave. Whitneyville T O M ' S M A R K E T ,k 75 Putnam Ave. Hamdcn Compliments i' of Fancy Meats, Groceries, Fruits, QQ Vegetables DR. and MRS. M. SLATER Phone 2-3682 Orders Delivered Phone 8-1936 NEW HAVEN ENTERPRIZE BLUEPRINT HARTFORD CO. lj lj Q THE LOUISE SHOP 88 Elm Street Disfi azf- liw Apfvarrl New Haven Tel. 6-1590 D D U 46 Whitney Avenue New Haven, Conn. VIRGINIA SHOP 976 Chapel Street Tel. 7-4302 Compliments of HENRY SCHRAUB KELLY ARCHITECT 282 York St. New Haven II I,liI'llOXli 401 P. O. BOX 318 7 U . C X CT! Qflff -A'6M7Z!'7f QAAW awww? MAXNUF-XLf'I'L'RliRS OF STFRLINF HOLLOW-WARE VN AI LINCFORD, CONN. THE FINEST FLOWUHQS Fon EVERY OCCASION BLOSSOM SHOP i' COMPLIMENTS OF The CCNNECTICUT WHEEL and RIM Co COMPLI S OF Muffin Oban EAST HAVEN I-ICIVIES COMPLIMENTS OF NEW HAVEN MILK DEALERS ASSUCIATION TEMPLE LUGGAGE SHOP Incorporated Flowers Telegraphed To All Parts Of The World Member F. T. D. john f McQuiggcm Telephone 8-0159 127 Church Street New Haven, Conn. T. H. Fitzsimmons GENERAL INSURANCE - 205 Church Street - ASGRCW SEEDS for garden and lawn awarflefl 3 Cold Medals, 3 Silver Medals, 10 Bronze Medals in the All - Amerira Selevtions i' Sold Through Loc-al Stores ASSOCIATED SEED GROWERS INCORPORATED W P ' Main office: 205 Church St. Asgrow Eastern Breeding Station Orange, Conn. New Haven 2, Conn. COMPLIMENTS OF WHITNEY LUNCHECNETTE DINNERS - SANDWICHES APIZZA: Thursday - Sunday Ito take outj TEL. 2-2558 27 PUTNAM AVE. HAMDEN, CONN. Z! YPASTRY HQPPEW H725 DIXWELL AVE. HAM D EN, CONN. The HALD Moving and Storage Co. ACKING 0 CRATING 0 TRUCKING 391 George Street New Haven 11, Conn. Phone 8-5411 BULLARD'S COMPLETE HOMI' FURNISHP RS Class of 1949 Else Magyglggggbronicle Compliments of the SOPHOMORE CLASS Compliments of the F RESHMAN CLASS ak i' i' B A R N U M MACHINE WORKS 200 WOOSTER STREET NEW HAVEN, CONN. 'A' ir 'k COMPLIMENTS OF A FRIEND ADLEY EXPRESS Company De Negre's Service Station 480 Forbes Ave. New Haven Annex Barber Shop Charlie Mascola, Mgr. The Family Shop 438 Forbes Ave. New Haven, Conn. RUNDBAKEN ENGRAVING Co., Inc. 11 Orange Street New Haven, Connecticut Lewis R. Berlepsch Photographer Candid Wedding Specialist Banquets, Groups Childrenis Home Portraits 3318 Dixwell Ave. North Haven, Conn. Compliments of Mr. Sz Mrs. G. H. Wagner King's Motors, Inc. 430 Forbes Ave. New Haven The S. Z. Field Co Printers Tlpl 74241 44 C St t Ne H Co T e d ' s Cleaners and Dyers We pirk up and deliver l'lmm' J455fJ l99l, Whitney Ave. Hamclen Wallace, Burton and Davis Co., Inc. 490 - 506 Creenwivh Street New York City Adds the artful touch of the experienced Chef to salads, soups or any bland foods. gli,-gl ' 5 3'f- If you cannot purchase this in your home town-write us-P.O. Box J. 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