Hathaway Brown School - Specularia Yearbook (Cleveland, OH)

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'N X FEV D K 1Vt I f In the year 1944, fleeing from a blinding rain storm, a stranger hurried into the marble halls of Cleveland's Art Museum and shook out her silk um- brella. Not a human being was in sight and only the high walls crowded with pictures, stared down ather. The stranger put aside her dripping pack- ages and began a tour of the room into which she had come, noting at once that all the pictures were of young women. The name under one was Marion Shupe. A familiar name. Why there were others she knewl well too! Pettee, Kroenke, Houck! So this was where the famous collection of Por- traits of Prominent Clevelanders graduated from Hathaway Brown had been hung! Forgetting the storm, she lost herself in the masterpieces done of her old class mates. First came Elizabeth Trenkamp, painted on the steps of her celebrated home for aged actors. With outstretched arms she welcomed the bent figure of A1 jolson, pictured tottering up the walk to the institution, singing a pop- ular air from the days when she was a girl. Next from its enormous gilt frame, smiled the face of Helen Lessick. Perched high on a box labered Helen Le-ssick Soap Factory Products. She gave the wforld that Kindergarten Complexion. There followed the picture of a young woman squeezed into anlold de- lapitated roadster, which was so small her knees were pushed up to her chin. The scene was Ninth and Euclid and showed traffic parting to let her through and policemen standing respectfully by with bowed heads, while the vehicle crashed into their midst. It was entitled, She Taught Us Submission in I924u, and was done by the artist, Helen McVey, of herself. The fourth picture revealed Barbara Bancroft in her Hollywood Studio, where she is featured as the Female Fairbanks taking the morning exercises, which have m.ade her what she is today. Interviewers clamoring at the gate and tourist-s with kodaks, hanging over the wall, were being refused admit- tance to the training grounds. Picture number five showed Dorothy Allison in a dramatic situation! Her guitar teacher on bent knees was imploring to be taught the higher technique 20' I

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Ruth Towson ' 1 . Nature ever yields reward to him who seeks And loves her best.-Cornwall. k a Elizabeth Trenkamp ' . Her wit can brighten up a wintry day.-Cowger -p.-2.-v-va-I--H ....,'.f...,.'m:f,.,! Ns. r.4,,,.....M-f-V-H'---l E- I F f e FZMA , K i LLfw,ofmxfksasifwe X, - 2.-a -N-'-..-s..tQs-:N--u--.,,, A ,,,,,,- 'vw-u,....,.., . .s -we an-.-wsu:-4-n-w-uvwt--W-A Frances Waffle And like music on the waters S V Is thy sweet voice to rne.-Byron. - 'Tm-Q'v - ul'Il0.lvl1wk1m WW !'iD1q4,,,q 'i-H Xu Virginia Woodward We meet thee like a pleasant thought. -Wordsworth 19

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of the art in which she had started the then unknown genius, but gazing far away, Dorothy thought of bottles cast into the lake, other mystical methods of fate, and could not bear the tearful in-structor's pleas. Following this, the stranger beheld Mary Sollmann in oriental robes, receiving a Medal from a representative of the japanese school children for her noble work in establishing 'college board examinations, among them. Glad smiles wreathed the faces of themultitude of students watching the decoration. This had been seen several months before in every newspaper and views and reel-s throughout the world. ' . Frances Crandell, who, as the stranger knew, had gone to Africa to live, was shown boarding her sensational aeroplane named Chicago , The extra- ordinary feature of this machine was the extensive race track attached, which enabled her to ride horseback while making the trip to Illinois each night. The scene from Congress next observed, revealed President Berrybush adjourning with the final words, Senator Dorothy Barker has received nine hundred and ninety-nine messages. Please call for them atthe office. Sena- tor Barker's face was pained with' mortiiication at the one message lacking and the artist showed excellently, the successful effort to suppress a blush. Keys Free ! ' was the title of the nextpainting and although the stranger immediately recognized her dear class mate, Marion McKee, walking down a lane with a young man, she was mystiiied at the name under the picture and wondered why the artist had not shown them distributing keys gratis. An adjacent work of art arrested her immediately. The canvas was black except for a light streaming to the central figures, seated at the piano and who Were, as the stranger knew at once, Rachmaninof and Joan Houck play- ing their immortal duet. She pas-sed on with a quieterair and the longing in her heart to hear them some day. Q . s The editor of a famous book of etiquette had next been posed, autograph- ing a copy from the -seventy-fifth edition. Mary Kroehle, the distinguished writer, w-on fame e-specially from three chapters, the first, Don't Blame it on a Puncture, second, Why Time Clocks are Bad Taste, and third, How to Receive Honors Gracefullyf' ' A Marjorie I-Iulburd, internationally known for her patent medicine, had been painted at her desk swamped in testimonial letters from grateful men, women and children. After taking one half teaspoonful of 'Cadaverous Sy- rum' the neighbors call me 'Skinny,'p and my deepest gratitude is yours. . A scene of the frozen north, from which there was always a suspicion she had come, served as the setting for Katherine Lucille Roehl. She was seated in' a red'Buick roadster made into a sled and was broadcasting 'Arctic News to the Radio World. E ' A A s p A bride wasthe .next portrait., 'The' Stranger could .not help whispering, 'f'I knewl she would be the first! 1 It was the prophecy of every girl in our class. Elizabeth Dunlap, iyourv interest in making cakes and pies, those weekly corsages and your dimples raised 'many knowing 'eyebrows long' ago. 21'