Harcum College - Purple Patches Yearbook (Bryn Mawr, PA)

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Turple Tatclzes music HERE has been only one student musicale since the holidays but every one enjoyed it very much, and we feel that we can work harder and more profitably now that the gloomy shadow of midyear examinations has been blown away by the beginning of a new term. All of us are making new term's resolutions to work on our scales and technique more faithfully, to use the metronome, and to see if we can't possibly practice a little in spare time. At the student musicale on the afternoon of January thirtieth we heard Alma Polhemus, Rebekah Shope, Ruth Heller, and the Tarwaters. We were particularly interested and pleased to hear Rebekah, who hasn't played for us since the very beginning of the year. Ruth both played and sang, Becky sang and Nippy and Alma played the piano. Miss MacPherson's piano recital on Wednesday evening, January nineteenth, was one of the very pleasantest events this year. She plays beautifully and with infinite charm. Those of us who had heard her play before were just as thrilled as those who had not-perhaps more so. Her program was perfectly suited to our Hareum tastes and moods. We especially loved the Chinese pieces of Mr. Chasins. The program was followed by a buffet supper in the dining room. Recital BY LOUISE MACPHERSON Wednesday, J annary 19, 1.927 . 1. RAMEAU-GODOWSKY ............... Sarabande Tamiborin MENDELSSOHN ....... ..... GU arfiatfions Serreuses 2. CHOPIN ......... ......... W altz-E flat Treludes-F major -Q minor -G major fBallad-Q minor 3. AMADIS .... ................. fl' he GDOZZ fDances CHASINS. . . ..... Flirtation 'in a Ghinese Garden Rush Hour in Hong Kong Lrszr ...,... ................ E tnde-TD flat MOSKOWSKI. . . . . . ..... Spanish Garzrice 24

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Turple Tatches Impressionistic Sketches KATHRYN THIEME A copper bowl Tranquil waters Queen,s lace ELEANOR DAVY The lirst star of evening A white teddy-bear May--days BECKY SHOPE A yellow tulip A blue teacup VVinkym, Blinkym, and Nodl' BETTY DAVIS A A meadow brook Larkspur April showers HELEN QUAW White orchids Bright moonlight Deauville SERENA WHEELER A bisque doll Juliet A brown dove ELENOR LUST A Newfoundland puppy Black-eyed Susan The fourth of July MARION' PETERS Cut and come again The Ginger-bread Dogg Leap Frog 23

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Turple Tatches The f Musical Gomment HE Studio Club misses Margery Atwater, who has been kept at home by illness since the holidays. Miss Conger is starting the Glee Club at work on The Pirates of Penzance, -another Gilbert and Sullivan operetta. We had such fun last year in Trial by Jury. H The Glee Club and dancing recital went off gracefully and beauti- fully. It's impossible to tell which we enjoyed most-the singing or the dancing. Our jazz orchestra is becoming very proficient, though perhaps the rehearsals may not seem proof of the fact. However, rehearsals are never the same as finished performances. Our extensive repertoire includes at least eight pieces. We are especially admirable in 'gMoon- light on the Gangesf, and Mary Louf' The Symphony-goers missed Stokowski, who did not conduct for some time because of neuritis in his right arm, but we found Rodzinski a splendid substitute. We have heard beautiful programs and we hope that the girls who have not been to any of these concerts will go before the end of the season. Many of us went to hear the La Scala Opera Company's produc- tion of Othello with Titta Ruffo and Muriella Cianci, and found it very worth our while. Miss Cianci sang for us at the Christmas dinner, and we were specially interested to hear her again in real opera. Symphony Woods IGI-IT rippling tones come through the air, at first so slowly and delicately that they seem to be coming from a great distance. As the time increases, the very tones themselves appear to sparkle like highly polished gems. The picture of a brook gaily running its course, cool and reassuring on a spring morning, is suggested. One is able to visualize it perfectly as it trips along over rocks and stones singing its happy song. It now conquers some obstacle that has fallen in its path, perhaps a piece of foliage that has dropped from a near-by tree or bush. On, on, on, it bounds until it is swallowed by a great stream. Again the strains of music are heard as they softly penetrate the air. Instinctively I fall into its mood. My spirit spontaneously follows each movement, frcm a very soft pianissimo to a Crescendo that is pro- found and vibrating! My whole being is enthralled, I am in a different 25