Hewitt School - Venturer Yearbook (New York, NY)

Text from Pages 1 - 80 of the 1956 volume:

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Wlmf if Ihr' Sky will: flmfp sou lL'lll'-YP With ,S'fllI'lI!j fwnous and SHIIDIPOVII .spurs XV1 ll lmlrl our f'0m'sz' In flu' furtlu'.s'l .stursfv ' Yearbook Board Editor-in-Chief LOUISE PAINE Business Manager Photography Editor ANNA FAULKNER ISABELLE MILLS Art Editor JOANNE WARNER Assistant Art Editor FLORENCE PAINE Literary Editors BARBARA WALLANDER SUSAN BERCMAN KAY REED Faculty Advisor Consulting Editor MRS. RIGCS MARCIA MCMARTIN Associate Editors MARY HART VAN RIPER SARA BALL WENDY OEHLERT LAURA BERKELY Dedication TU XIISS ISIAIH Fm' your pzllicllcv. humor, and llllllQ'I'Stillldillgh-Zlltlliillgll all timvs wa' dicllft dc-sc'1'x'c' it. Senior Class Susan Ward Bergman Elisabeth-Ann Boyd Anna Treanor Faulkner Ruth Hill Havemeyer Marcia McMartin Sarah Aley Poythress McNeal Isabelle Brulatour Mills Florence Bragg Paine Louise Mitchell Paine Barbara Ann Peddy Katharine Paula Reed Lynne Burke Sawdon Anne Halle Seymour Patricia Anne Howard Shelton Barbara Ann Wallander Joanne Patricia Warner SUSAN WARD BERGMAN Bergie Entered: September, '54 Topic of Conversation: Hi-Fidelity Probable Companion: Manolete Su-ppressed Desire: To un-relate relativ- ity Allergy: Conformity Lost Without: An argument Remembered For: Forgetting 20 Years Hence: Editing Spanish Matin Reporter of the Anclwr, '54 Glee Club, '54, ,55, ,56 President of the Glee Club, '56 6 Thou hast reason quick and strong, Wit that envious nien admire, And a voice, itself a song! -BRYAN NXALLER Pnocrian Art Club, ,5-5, ,56 Dramatic Club, ,54, ,56 Political Club, '56 Yorkville Youth Council, ,56 Literary Editor of the Yearbook, ,56 Boarding Department, B. D., '54, ,55, ,56 Address: Barkeris Point Road, Sands Point, L.I., N.Y. VWH Q 'i Qaygofli WDW' mna,.n ,, , , D i ,,,. W f If t Dino W f ENC ' ELISABETH-ANN BOYD Nance Entered: September, '52 Topic of Conversation: Mouchoir Probable Companion: Martin Arrow- smith Suppressed Desire: To enter Varsity in the Olympics Allergy: Giving assignments to forgetful classmates Lost Without: A felt skirt Remembered For: School spirit 20 Years Hence: Captain Nancy Boyd, U.S.N. . . The quiet kind, whose natures never vary. -jruvuss RUSSELL LowELL Photography Editor of the Anchor, '54 Senior Dramatic Club, '53, '54, '55, '56 Secretary-Treasurer of the Senior Dramatic Club, '56 Student Council Representative, '55 Glee Club, '54, '56 Varsity Basketball, '55, '56 Political Club, '56 Yorkville Youth Council, '56 President of Athletics, '56 Address: 122 East 76th Street, New York City Fall 7 X Jr W j C iid, Q ia x.. I 7 ANNA TREANOR FAULKNER KA!! Entered: September, ,55 Topic of Conversation: Listen . . . we canlt get a yearbook out with only S10,000! Probable Companion: Captain Kidd Suppressed Desire: To say nov Allergy: Messiness Lost Without: Her Monkey Remembered For: That inner glow 20 Years Hence: An ideal wife Clee Club, '56 Yorkville Youth Council, '56 8 See with what simplicity this nymph begins her golden days. ---ANDBEXV MARVILL Secretary-Treasurer of Political Club, '56 Business Manager of the Yearbook, ,56 Boarding Department, B. D., '56 Address: 604 Hillside Road, Fairfield, Connecticut 1 ri ily I MRI ? C him ,QI A v w P R RUTH HILL HAVEMEYER Ruthie Entered: September, '55 Topic of Conversation: Arizona Probable Companion: Tom Mix Suppressed Desire: To take over King Ranch Allergy: Calories Lost Without: Shetland sweaters Remembered For: Looking like Vogue but preferring levis 20 Years Hence: On the cover of Harper's Political Club, ,56 Art Club, '56 Can honey distill such fragrance as your bright hair. Address: El Rancho De Buen Tiempo P.O. Box 473, Tucson, Arizona 1 -0 M .lg I . 91547 fin ,-,-i f if H 'S B f' r, r w ' 1, MARCIA MC MARTIN Mac lintwwl: September, ,52 Topic of COHUL'l'Sllfi0l1i CensoreclU Prolmble Companion: Prometheus S upprewecl Desire: To catch up on sleep Allergy: A coat Lost Without: Her straw Rl?llN'll11Jl'l'l?ll F or: Her motorcycle 20 Years llcncv: Goodness knows- Hiding Club, '53, '54, '55 Art Club, '53, 154, '56 Art Editor of the Anchor, '54 10 I am sandaled with wind and with flame. -SARA TEASDALE Varsity Basketball, '54 Clee Club, ,54 Student Council Representative, '55, '56 Secretary of the Student Council, ,55 Political Club, ,56 Yorkville Youth Council, '55, ,56 Consulting Editor of the Yearbook, '56 Address: 907 Fifth Avenue, New York City lllzl 155 no 2 3 4 ' 3, fm ii X 1 Gaia SARAH ALEY POYTHRESS MCNEAL Sas Entered: September, '54 Topic of Conversation: - in Loovillev- Probable Companion: The Man of Dis- tinction Suppressed Desire: To find Mah day Allergy: Her roommates Lost Witlwut: Her baggy sweaters Remembered For: Her dual personality -school versus the B.D. 20 Years Hence: Headmistress of Miss Hewitt's Classes Riding Club, '55 Yorkville Youth Council, '55 Mine be the strength of spirit, full and free. -TENNYSON Dramatic Club, '55, '56 Varsity Basketball, '55, '56 Political Club, '56 President of Student Council, '56 Boarding Department, B. D., '55, '56 Address: Hurstbourne Farms, Lyndon Cottage, Lyndon, Kentucky I K. ig ,W,,,-- I' - R ,-ig M it l r, f Ha l jk +R, W it gli 5' I 'Q' lx E ff 'l n P2259 RAD? g , X. re 11 ISABELLE BRULATOUR MILLS lssy Entered: September, '49 Topic of Conversation: 'iWhat's the scoop, group? Probable Companion: A Princeton time- table Suppressed Desire: To have long blonde hair Allergy: Yale Lost Without: Her glasses Remembered For: Being the salt of the earth 20 Years Hence: The class grandmother 12 1 am for those who walk abreast with the whole earth. -WALT XVHITIHAN Social Editor of the Sparklet, '53 Senior Dramatic Club, '53, '55 Cheerleading, '53 Captain of Cheerleading, '54 Art Club, '54, '56 Alumnae Editor of the Anchor, '54 Student Council Representative, '54 Captain of Tennis, '55 Yorkville Youth Council, '55, '56 Riding Club, '55 Political Club, '56 Chairman of, Senior Debate, '56 Photography Editor of the Yearbook, '56 Secretary of the Senior Class, '56 Address: 888 Park Avenue, New York City or Bellevue Avenue, Rye, N. Y. f A' 7' '4 l FLORENCE BRAGC PAINE Flo Entered: September, ,46-,525 ,55 Topic of Conversation: Which comes first, the chicken or the egg? Probable Companion: Mr. Strayer and Mr. Upton Suppressed Desire: To be Premier of France Allergy: Logic Lost Without: A Liberty Music Shop Remembered For: Her Occasional Euro- pean Accent 20 Years Hence: Still Premier of France I would experience new emotions, Submit to strange enchantmentsf' -AMY LOXVELL Clee Club, ,52 Business Manager of the Sparklet, ,53 Lower School Editor of the Venturer, ,56 Assistant Art Editor of Yearbook, ,56 Yorkville Youth Council, '56 Political Club, '56 Senior Debate, '56 Address: 24 East 82nd Street, New York City , s 1l PW ' rg 353219, nrqgnf' -QFTQH' lifrlw . ii? 167' f Zf .1u-'my . MV' QW, . 1 Jn . 2 Z 444 , ee? I 1 A i .Gift 1 ' J 'fl' .. 13 LOUISE MITCHELL PAINE Weezie Ifntered: September, ,522 Topic of Conversation: Anything talk- able Probable Companion: E. E. Cummings Suppressed Desire: To comb a tropical beach Allergy: Detail Lost Without: Doodle paper Remembered For: S64 questions and 364,000 answers 20 Years Hence: Receiving the Nobel Prize in literature for abolishing punctuation 14 Open wide the mincl's cage-door, She'll dart forth, and cloudward soar. -JOHN Kaus Dramatic Club, ,53, ,54 Glee Club, ,53, ,54 Art Editor of the Sparklet, ,53 Assistant Alumnae Editor of the Anchor, '54 Art Club, 155, ,56 Yorkville Youth Council, '55, ,56 Literary Editor of the Venturer, ,54 Activity Editor of the Venturer, ,55 Editor in Chief of the Venturer, '56 Editor in Chief of the Yearbook, '56 Political Club, '56 Senior Debate, ,56 Senior Dance Committee, ,56 Address: 4 Alden Place, Bronxville, N. Y. N I ku .REQ Ewan egg, 15 BARBARA ANN PEDDY Bobbie Entered: September, '54 Topic of Conversation: Plans Probable Companion: A Brooks Brother Suppressed Desire: To have a private wire Anywhere Allergy: Striped hair Lost Without: A trip Remembered For: Her afternoon dates 20 Years Hence: Completing a plan Riding Club, ,55, ,56 Yorkville Youth Council, '55, '56 And laughing and calling She tossed her bright hairf' -JOHN MAN1FoLD Glee Club, ,55, ,56 Political Club, ,56 Varsity Basketball, ,56 Vice-President - Treasurer of the Senior Class, '56 Address: 1172 Park Avenue, New York City in la r' f ,IMAX Q, ul x f ' i ,, - f 'mX N 339 1,-if 1 . 1. A 15 KATHARINE PAULA REED Kay Euterecl: September, '47-'51, ,54 Topic of Conversation: i'Did I get any mail today? Probable Companion: One of the Seven Dwarfs Suppressed Desire: To model for a Chas. Addams cartoon Allergy: Sports Lost Without: Something to say Remembered For: Her energy 20 Years Hence: Giving a party for Pearl Mesta 16 So many worlds, so much to do, So little done, .such things to be. -TENNYSON Vice-President of Social Service, '55 Art Club, ,55 Yorkville Youth Council, '55, ,56 Glee Club, ,55, ,56 Chairman of Senior Dance, '56 Political Club, ,56 Senior Debate, '56 Literary Editor of the Yearbook, '56 President of Senior Class, ,56 Boarding Department, B. D., ,55, '56 Aflflre.s's: Easton Road, Westport, Connecticut S55 'lx S ,' NNI l?fg.,, .1 eg 'fr A i CW LYNNE BURKE SAWDON Lyn Entered: September, '55 Topic of Conversation: Letters Probable Companion: The other Brooks Brother Suppressed Desire: To get lighter and brighter Allergy: Eggs Lost Without: A week-end Remembered For: Her cackle 20 Years Hence: Taking a week-end at Mars U. Political Club, '56 Riding Club, '56 And joy shall overtake us as a flood. -Jour: NIILTON Yorkville Youth Council, '56 Glee Club, '56 Varsity Basketball, '56 Address: 14 Sutton Place South, New York City 11 eq 24. N l ,F-4ff:'.,,l J!! 17X ff 'VN W' Eljrxgxx gx 6? l ' jf llllllkiikbtff. ug Q , , V' 125 17 ANNE HALLE SEYMOUR Seymour Entered: September, ,48-'50g ,515 '55 Topic of Conversation: -Spiced with humor- Prohahle Companion: Man in the Cray Flannel Suit Suppresserl Desire: To live in a garret in Paris Allergy: Boring letters Lost Without: A paintbrush Remembered For: Dancing in the park 20 Years Hence: Giving a job to Chris- tian Dior 18 She has brought us all together, All delights of summer weather. --JOHN KEATS Reporter for the Sparklet, '53 Student Council, ,53 Dramatic Club, ,53, ,56 Glee Club, ,53, ,56 Address: 515 East 89th Street, New York City ill' 5 S wx, I exist as I am, that is enough. -WALT XVHITMAN Yorkville Youth Council, '55, '56 Art Editor of the Sparklet, '53 PATRICIA ANNE HOWARD SHELTON Faculty Editor of the Anchor, '54 Varsity Basketball, '55 Political Club, '56 Patsy Senior Debate, '56 Senior Dance Committee, '56 President of Social Service, '56 Boarding Department, B. D., '54, '55, '56 Entered: September, '52 Address: 9 Alden Place, Topic of Conversation: Belize BFODXVHIC, Probable Companion: An Englishman - N- Y- Suppressecl Desire: To be an Old Master Allergy: Anyone else's Spanish Lost Without: High heels Ktxyw we Remembered For: Her gestures My ,v - 20 Years Hence: Improving Spanish- ' American relations L A XJXXA l Glee Club, '53, '54, '56 ' wwwtw.. ,545 Art Club, '53, '54 Riding, '53, ,54, ,55 19 BARBARA ANN WALLANDER Barb Entered: September, '51 Topic of Conversation: Oh yes, I have the key. Probable Companion: 6'6 Suppressed Desire: To finish her seven- teen-year diet Allergy: Being rushed Lost Without: That cup of coffee Remembered For: Good nature 20 Years Hence: Wash your face, john- ny, brush your teeth, Sally, drink your milk, Bobby. 20 I Serene and resolute and still, and calm, and self-possessed. 1 -rn-:Nav wwswonra LONGFELLOW Glee Club, '53, '54, '55, '56 Vice-President of Glee Club, '56 Art Club, '53, '54, '55, '56 Reporter for the Sparklet, '53 Reporter for the Anchor, '54 Riding Club, '54 Yorkville Youth Council, '55 Political 'Clu-b, '54 Literary Editor of the Yearbook, '56 Address: 1183 Park Avenue, New York City af' 1 ff bk .j Q ,,v ,iz ,.-N AWJY-' Q IOANNE PATRICIA WARNER 1010 Entered: September, '54 Topic of Conversation: 'KCouldn,t it be this Way . . Probable Companion: Stanislavsky Suppressed Desire: To be an Eliza- bethan Allergy: Neatness Lost Without: Ketchup and chocolate sauce Remembered For: 1010-isms 20 Years Hence: Trarnping over the rnoors In what distant cleeps or skies, Burnt the fire of thine eyes. -WVILLIANI Dramatic Club, ,55 Yorkville Youth Council, ,55, ,56 Political Club, ,56 Senior Debate, '56 Senior Dance Committee, '56 Art Editor of the Venturer, '56 Art Editor of the Yearbook, '56 President of Dramatic Club, ,56 Boarding Department, B. D., 155, Address: Twin Elmsf' Doubling Greenwich, Connecticut .SQOTLAND ' ., C0 E 1 n X A vi ! M I nw i f X liljlhl r Z ii- 2' f BLAKE ,56 'Road L , 21 ' , .Off J.. Q 1: i ya K1 A ex? qs ' f I fig' sa' , '44, 4 jf- J lt I - 401, SN- lx- i .1345 u, , ' f ? , j 4 5, mf' -'EN ff X If fic f' if ll: r ff? ,rl , J 'h- ' 144 ' KJ X A X 5 MW The Seniors Remember One time in the softness of a still, early morning in Spring, I was out riding my horse and quite by accident, I stumbled on a place I had never seen before. It was a little valley nestled on a cliff, overlooking Long Island Sound. I got off my horse and let him roam. I lay down in a little hollow among some silvery, blond grasses that were shimmering and rippling in the gentle breeze. Sometimes I dropped stones quietly and softly into the water far below, but mostly I lay curled up looking at the clouds, and the trees form- ing a protective circle around me. After a While, I got on my horse and rode off. Iive never wanted to spoil the perfection of that day by returning. -Susan Bergman 22 When I was a child in New Orleans, the neighbor's children and I had a wonderful World of our own behind some big trees at the far end of our garden. The world was called India, always named with reverence, for in this word combined the colorful and fascinating thoughts that made up our game. To India we brought all kinds of treasures-shells, pretty paper, colored glass, and I remember especially, shiny bits of tiles we had dug up behind the empty house at the end of the garden. The rule was that everything had to be found. We could not bring anything bought, for that would have taken the wonder out of our game. Oh, it was a glorious world! We would sit for hours on the grass under the big peach trees, fingering our pretty objects and telling stories about anything colorful, always in some way related to India or some such far country that had caught our fancy. -Louise Paine Tucson, Arizona, where I've lived for several years, is the home of a famous rodeo and rodeo parade, attended by visitors from all forty-eight states. The rodeo queen leads the parade in a resplendent Wes-tern riding costume-usually all white with colorful trimming. She is photographed, feted at balls, and is the heroine of Rodeo Week. Seeing her and hearing about her gave me a consuming ambition to be a rodeo queen. Last year the small -town of Willcox, Arizona, gave its rodeo and parade and had a queen contest. Tiny Willcox was to be crowded and jammed with eager spectators. I found I was eligible for the contest. I trained my horse and got out my most colorful Western garb. The day came, and I was in the ring with twenty other contestants. The stands bulged with spectators, cars were parked six deep, and three judges were enthroned. We were to perform one by one. My friends and family all felt, ffavor- itism and loyalty, of coursel, that I was bound to win. I already saw my picture in the paper and also opening the ball with the townis mayor. As my turn came, I rode out to frantic applause from my rooters. My horse and I executed graceful figure eigh-ts. We stopped, we started, we pivoted. No cowgirl of the West ever looked more the part, thought I. My final maneuver was to gallop wildly up to the judges, stop in a cloud of dust, dismount and bow. There was wild applause from all the spectators. Ah, the crown must be mine, I felt. I began to remount my horse, ready to make the last triumphant circle of the ring. As my foot touched the stirrup, my horse bolted and I never did reach the saddle. She tore across the ring and I ended up with my face in -the dust and a 'badly banged elbow. That was the end of Queen Ruth of the Willcox Rodeo. -Ruth Hauemeger 23 Though this happened very recently, it is something I will never be able to forget. Every graduating class wants a perfect senior dance and we weren't going to be an exception. Everything was going to be beautiful and sophisticated, right down to the very last drop of champagne. We picked the committees very carefully and much to my surprise, I was chosen busi- ness manager. Of course I was going to be the best business manager in the history of Hewitt'sl We decided on what vintage champagne would be the best, what color schemes we would use in the decorations, and last but not least, what band we would dance to. My job was to hire the band. The day of the dance came and we all helped to decorate the library, after which we each wandered off in separate directions to our hairdresser's. At seven oiclock we all arrived at the cocktail and dinner party, planned before the dance. All the seniors looked beautiful, and a lot of fun was had by all. At ten we departed for the school and the dance in very high spirits, ready to dance all night, but a very minor problem appeared. As I walked in the school door, ready to dance all night, Mrs. Riggs approached and calmly asked me, Patricia, my dear, where is the orchestra?', -Patricia Shelton Mummy and Daddy say that elves wander about the house on Christ- mas Eve ready for Santa Claus. I know there is a Santa Claus, but are the elves really in the house? Mummy even told me once that elves played games in the hallway every night, eating crumbs that had dropped from my cookies. The night before your sixth Christmas you go into the pantry. You push the heavy white chair to the shelf. If you spread your legs high enough, you can pull yourself onto the chair. When you stand up your hand can almost reach the gumdrop bag. Up, up high on tiptoe you go. Your lingers catch the crinkly paper of the red and white candy. One jump into the air and you are down. All over the house you go. Behind heavy red curtains, in the fireplace, behind the bronze lamp, and under the table Candelabra. In every corner you can find, you hide a gumdrop. If there are really elves, as Mummy says, all the candy will be gone. You run to tell Mummy your plan. Carefully, Christmas morning, you look into each hiding place for tiny elf footprints or an uneaten candy. Every gumdrop is gone. Then there really are elves! You run to your shoe Santa filled at the fireplace. A puppet with a big red nose is laughing at you. You laugh back at the silly puppet. Near the puppet in a crinkly little bag are some red and white gumdrops- those the elves couldn't finish. --Sarah McNeal 24 Thank goodness it was over, and I could ride home in the comfort of George's car. George was my sole confidant, and also my Grandmother's chauffeur. I used to sit cross-legged on the jump seat and tell him all my problems. A fourth-grader has comparatively few, but I had the weight of the world on my shoulders. Dancing class had been particularly horrible that Friday. George was always very encouraging. He would tell me how nice it was to be called Miss Anne, and that I would grow up to be a beauti- ful young lady. I used to love George. -Anne Seymour When I was ten, my father decided it was time I learned to play golf. The following day we arrived at the golf club and proceeded to the practice tee. After what seemed like an endless explanation of what I must and must not do, I eagerly grabbed the club, tee,d up the ball, and swung. Needless to say, I missed. Not to be discouraged, I tried again and again and again. After an exhausting hour with no success, I decided to make one last at- tempt. At that unfortunate moment, a man playing the eighteenth hole which cut diagonally across the practice tee, appeared about 100 yards away. Daddy, of course, saw him, but thinking that my last shot would be as all the others, did not warn me to wait until the man had played through. I again picked up the club and prepared to attack the ball. Attack the ball I did! By some ill fate I happened to connect. The ball soared through the air in a straight course toward the poor unsuspecting man. It hit him in the most awkward place. -Marcia McMartin Have you ever had the experience of living in an empty house for twenty-one days? Perhaps I shouldn,t say empty for my mother and sister were with me and we had three army cots, but I felt awed, intimidated, and insecure at first. When I turned from the window, after watching the moving-van leave with all our furniture, the room had assumed immense proportions and my footsteps which had never been audible with the rugs on the floor, resounded loudly. The ring of the telephone and doorbell were as terrifying as a fire alarm, but these alarms soon became comforting. Kind neighbors brought delicious meals to us and many games for my entertainment. Fear left me and I began to have confidence that all would turn out well and I even enjoyed the unique experience. My sister was fine now. Mother had discovered she had mumps when the van was loading the furniture. Tilda could not be moved and then we had to wait until the incubation period for me was over before we could move East. However, I didn't have the mumps until five years later! -Anna Faulkner 25 Naturally, no one in my family loved me. I could tell. They used to sit and whisper . . . buzz buzz . . . Oh, you know she's just at that age . . . buzz buzzli' What age? I was five years old. Was that the age they meant? Well, I had enough of life, so one night, I decided that the best thing to do would be to leave home. Of course, I wouldn't go alone. Kilty,,' my green and yellow teddy bear would come with me. After all he was the only one who loved me. We had a wide range of places to choose from for our trip-California, to be a child movie star, Africa, to hunt lions, or down the street to play with Annie. Annie was my very, very bestest friend for that week. We CKilty and D decided that we should play with Annie, but, of course, being uninvited guests, we would supply our own food. So every night after din- ner, I would sneak a can or two of food up into my room and put it into my overnight bag, which was well hidden under the bed. F inally, the day arrived when the suitcase was completely filled and we were off! Well, maybe We wouldn't leave that day, ,cause I couldn't move the suitcase!! -Isabelle Mills It was early autumn. I walked through LeForet des Brebis. I scuffed aside the leaves in the path as I went. The air was brisk, the sky clear blue. Patches of yellow, red, and orange made exciting patterns. I became en- chanted in a land of enchantment. I struggled on top of a waterfall. Then I saw a wooden stile. I climbed up, flung my arms wide, and balanced myself along. A pile of leaves came closer, I jumped in. Mes amiesi' caught up, there were peals of laughter. Leaves were flying in all directions with me in the middle, delighted in myself and the world. -Flo Paine As we were packing our bags to leave for the airport from our hotel in Caracas, Mother said, Darling, please let me do all the talking, the.Custom's officials here are quite strict. We arrived in good time for the departure. The Custom official, before opening our luggage, demanded in a harsh voice, 'ave you declared every- thing you 'ave purchased 'ere?', Yes, Mother answered calmly. Mother!', I asserted in a shocked voice. You did not! What about those ivory handled riding crops? Mother blushed. The Custom,s official laughed. Go bord de plane. She keep you from breaking de law! -Kay Reed 26 At the age of twelve, I considered myself a pretty good swimmer. At least I wasn't afraid of anything having to do with swimming. We have a summer home down in Easthampton, Long Island, which is right on the ocean, and my summer days have always been spent jumping and diving the waves whether it was one of the roughest days of the year or the calmest. At that time, I was the only girl of my age who would go in the water at its roughest and not be afraid of it-until one day, that is. It was after a storm, and a no flag day which meant no bathing- a day when the ocean looked as if it might be a boiling pot of soup. In my worst bathing suit, straps well-anchored, along with two other daring souls, the lifeguard and an eighteen-year-old girl, I went down to the shoreline where the waves were breaking in all directions and the foam was filling the air, as if a cloud had just descended upon us. The three of us made a plan, deciding that the best method would be to make a chain by holding on to each other's wrists. We dived into a few of the incredible waves, still clinging to each other. Then the chain broke, and for the first time, I knew fear. -Barbara Ann Peddy Make-up and cosmetics interested me at a very early age. When I was about four years old, nothing fascinated me more than to watch my mother apply make-up on her face. I used to sit on the edge of her bed and watch every little detail of the process closely. One day when I was alone in my mother's room, I got a great urge to go into the vanity drawer and pull out her cosmetics and use them. First, I started off with a cream base all over the face. Then came the powder which was all over me. Upon finishing that, I decided I looked too pale so I applied quite a bit of rouge. Now it was time to put lipstick on and that was exactly what I did. The lipstick was all over my face but I thought I was looking quite pretty. When I was about finished with making up my face, both Daddy and Mommy walked in on me. I didnit know what to do. No one was to know what I was doing. Before they could say a word, I burst out in a very perturbed manner, Don't see mel -Barbara Wallander 27 It was Spring Vacation when I found out I could go to a day school in New York. This excited me to no end. Within the next few days we were making appointments to see different schools. The minute I en- tered the first school, I knew I didnit want to go there, but I still made a great attempt to be charming. The next day was Miss Hewitt's Classes. I walked in and talked to Mrs. Comfort, my head hanging down, while she was telling me all the wonderful things that went on during the school year. My mother was disgusted with me for hanging my head, but when I walked out of the school, I told her that i-t was the place for me. I took the test the next day, before I went back to boarding school. The next three weeks there was great tension as to whether I would get in. Well, I did, and here I am today, a senior. --Nance Boyd I was slouched in the farthest corner of Physics class chewing an eraser and staring out the window at the brick wall that surrounds the school courtyard. It all seemed horribly symbolic. And I hadn't done my homework. And I didn't know how to, any way. And the cold air currents were pushing the heat from the radiator up, up, up, so that my feet were freezing. If it weren't for physicists always coming up with discoveries like that I'd be nice and warm. I yawned. Come up to the desk to watch the experiment, girls. I looked around drowsily. Apparently Mrs. Gibson had been repeating that request for quite awhile, because everyone else was standing around the desk looking at me expectantly. Resigning myself, I slid off my chair and scuffed my loafers across the linoleum to the desk, where I immediately folded up into my perennial Monday-Morning Slouch. Through the fog I was able to distinguish my classmates' voices coming from far off in the distance. Louise was crying, Oh, let me try it! Bergie was reconstructing the whole experiment and theorizing on Somebody-Or- Other's Principle. Barbara was laughing in amazement Oh, yes . . . I see. But what is it? And Mrs. Gibson: No, no, girls! Pleaselv Class and classmates droned on and on. The only thing of which I was clearly aware was Mrs. Gibson dashing over to the sink every few moments to rinse off the apparatus. Strange she didn't turn the water on. Out of idle curiosity, I managed to lift one eye-lid to peer down into the sink. Nol It couldnit be. Not the first thing Monday morning. But . . . it was! The eye popped open. There, floating peacefully in the sink, were three fat frogs left over from biology class. I gulped in astonishment as Mrs. Gibson came 28 calmly over to the sink and once more rinsed off a piece of apparatus. M-Mrs. Gibsonf' I stammered, D-Do you know there are frogs in there?,' Louise shrieked. Mrs. Gibson looked at me blankly for a moment. What? Oh . . . oh, yes,', she said simply. Now, please, Joanne, pay attention to the experimentf' Impressed, I obeyed. -Joanne Warner This is the last time I,ll look at that clock! How many times have I said that? When I am writing an exam, it seems that clocks have a peculiar fascination for me. I had entered the room calm. cool and confident. Now, thanks to the endless tick-tock, tick--tock, tick-tock of that leering face on the wall, I am reduced to a doddering, panic-stricken fool whose chances of passing are slim. I had come in, sat down at the desk, and written the first half on my paper when the strangest feeling came over me that someone, something was taking a more than usual interest in my work. Glancing hurriedly up, my eyes met the blank face of a clock on the wall directly in front of me. I stared at it, it stared at me, letting out explosive tick-tocks at regular intervals. Returning to my paper, I concentrated as well as I could. Four more questions to do and then the end. How much time do I have? Slowly, and with a guilty feeling, I raised my eyes to the clock again. Its minute hand held my attention. It was impossible to tear my eyes from it. Steadily it moved, minute by minute passed with a distinct and audible click as three o'clock was reached. Half an hour for four questions! I tore my eyes from the clock and again riveted them on my paper. As my ears strained to catch each sound that it made, I found myself writing and muttering, Two words for the tick, one for the tockf' My pen flew over the paper, trying to keep up with the ticks and the tocks. Now, how much time was left? Fifteen minutes! As I gazed on the clock's face with terror and awe, watching the minutes tick away, my mind was silently counting the ticks, multiplying by sixty, subtracting the number of days in a week. The answer should be the number of tocks in half an hour. Why didn't it come out? Perhaps if I . . . Ten minutes left! Back to my paper I went. All self-control had vanished. The remaining ten minutes were spent between glaring at the clock and quickly writing short phrases which made absolutely no sense. Now it is over. I am con- vinced that time will pass, but will IP -Lynne Sawdon 29 Q :flake K V ', 'f-' rf - 12,11 fi, i:,'J .ll?47 L .A ,1 ' ' , .ff A-4 I i 5 'Q 47' -2, ,I V, fix' ff- 'ff' I-Z 3 7 f Vijqff 'if' ,ff 'I V, - Z V57 Q , ' ' ff' ' 1,93 , 'Lf av Q ai sf ff! .Z 5, ff I 7 ,. L., y f , . s ,fm f f, . i i. Ii 1. 1- ' ac F ' .EK 1g1.'1.,-gf, H -. - , ---E+? J V, ova- ' ,..,.f- --' 1 ,Alb . 1 , . R112 5 ix if ' T 'z L Q. 7 5 i FJ? I U Susan Bergman: heather . . . opal . . . heartlis . . . fruit cake . . . lemon drops . . . darts Nancy Boyd: forsythia . . . pearls . . . fig newtons . . . cocker puppies . . Blue Crassu Anna Faulkner: sunlight . . . topaz . . . dogwood . . . spring hreeze . . . White cloud . . . sachets . . . Irish linen Ruth llavemeyer: turquoise . . . yellow poppies . . . guitars . . . Santa Fe Trail . . . poplar trees . . . white fox Marcia McMartin: kumquats . . . humming hird . . tiger lily . . . wild ponies . . . drums Sarah McNeal: polished mahogany . . . silver services . . . garnets . . . pine trees . . . hillbilly music Issy Mills: daffodils . . . cherry red . . . summer days . . . checked gingham . . . Fourth of July 30 F lo Paine: lilies of the valley . . . demi-tasse . . . fountains . . . rose quartz . . . ski trails Louise Paine: Garden Swingi' . . . lemon sherbet . . . Angora kitten . . Christmas Eve . . . sapphire . . . moonlight Barbara Ann Peddy: diamonds . . . black velvet . . . Ioyv . . . Chartreuse . . . honey Kay Reed: candlelight . . . sparkling burgundy . . . shooting stars . . . roasted chestnuts . . . cinnamon drops . . . carousels Lynne Sawdonz tweeds . . . almonds . . . carnations . . . ujickyv . . . cham- pagne Ann Seymour: hot chocolate . . . gold . . . laurel . . . sea green . . . collages Patsy Shelton: Marimba bands . . . lightning bugs . . . jack-oi-lanterns . . . paradoxes . . . java Barbara Wallander: Wisteria . . . lavender blue . . . angel cake . . . moon- stones . . . silver Joanne Warner: lutes . . . rubies . . . castanets . . . wine goblets . . . pome- granates . . . incense . . . mist For Auld Lang Sync Debbie Condon ,.....,. ........,, 1 944-1953 Shaun Crowley ...... ...,..,... 1 953-1954 Susan Cuddeback ...... .,........ 1 944-1955 Nini de Iurenev ...................... 1953-1954 Marie-Annick de Lorgeril ....,. 1952-1955 Sarnia Hayes ,........................... 1944-1953 31 E XMIM' A ' 1 1 , '41 ' '25 Q .. F 1 J' 9, W ,. A. ,. J, i' 1--5 12 ?. ,pk Wm fm W-m Split Personalities MOST VIVACIOUS BEST DRESSED MOST SINCERE HIGHEST ASPIRATIONS MOST NATURAL MOST ATTRACTIVE BEST PERSONALITY MOST INDIVIDUAL CUTEST MOST ENTERTAINING GAYEST MOST STUNNING MOST SOPHISTICATEIJ LOVELIEST MOST CIIARMING MOST FEMININE MOST CENEROUS MOST CREATIVE MOST COSMOPOLITAN FIRST TO BE MARRIED MOST LIKELY TO SUCCEED LAZIEST 34 How the Faculty How the School How '56 Sees Us Sees Us See Themselves Kay Kay Kay Ruthie Ruthie Ruthie Barbara Sarah Barbara Susan Susan Susan Issy Sarah Issy Anna jo-Jo Lynne Patsy Patsy Patsy Marcia Sue Marcia Louise Louise Anna Issy Issy Ann Lynne Kay Lynne Ann Louise Ruthie Barbara-Ann jo-jo Barbara-Ann Louise Louise Louise Kay Barbara Barbara Anna Louise Louise Nancy Nancy Nancy Io-jo jo-jo Jo-jo Flo Barbara-Ann Flo Louise Anna Issy Sarah Flo Sarah The Class Bab Pictures Q 14 :X -S First Row: Barbara Ann, Sarah, Patsy, Susan Second Row: Flo and Louise, Barbara, Kay, Isabelle, Joanne, Nance, Marcia Third Row: Anna, Ann, Ruth, Lyn lb? 56 K su.. aaaclnx Ideal Girl Hair Eyes Nose Mouth Smilz' Complvxion VVf1i.s't Ilancls . Lvgs CoIorin,f.g Profilc' Figure Ruth Iozume Louise , Joanne Alma Bz11'bzu'z1 Marcia Kay Barbara-Amm Louise Anne A , Susan XXX f f' i fx 4 A by Q 'Y f.,,.f f ' X Z2 A' ff f ' A 1 4' Q10 4 ' l f WW WWII IQWYX WU ,X 44.1 X , ,, if g ,N M. el - ' ' QQ H fi' I 'J ---f- it--mx M jmx'i', f,, ,JN I 7 fly A ' 'T . I - A i if x If f ff! H jg I, mm .MI A , Q of ,' -. H' , ,, ,lf 1 5 N' in ff, fLffL..' 1 , X X 1 i f I ,ll A 'v f f 5 'QL ,lf flff ng! f ,W ff! QSL,-4' 'Q' M 7 f5' Alice Has Another Dream Alice was walking through Wonderland's biggest park when she heard a voice shouting, Help! help! She ran to where the sound came from and saw a card doubled in half in a lake. When she undoubled it she saw it was the Eight of Hearts, the Queen's head guardian. When Alice asked the card why he was in the water he said because he had been spying on some bad people who liked it when the Queen was mad. She had killed many people but now that she was sane they wanted to take over the throne. Suddenly the card jumped to his feet because he saw something move in the bushes. Then without warning a bad man leaped out and caught Alice. He took her to his and the gang's hide-out. Because Alice was a little girl she could not fight this big man. She was watched almost every second. Meanwhile, the card ran back to the palace and warned everyone. Two whole decks of cards started marching to the menis hide-out. In the meantime Alice listened very carefully while the men discussed their plot. just as the men had gone off to town to buy something, the cards came to the hide-out. Now that everyone knew what the men looked like, one pack of cards went to town, the other pack waited at the hide-out. Unknown to the cards, the men were sneaking up on the Queen, who was in the palace. Luckily the guards realized just in time that some one was creeping into the castle. The guards recognized the men and they told the Queen that these were the bad men. After a little while they caught all the bad men, and put them in prison. The Queen of Hearts said, Alice, you are a very brave girl, because Alice had not been frightened through the whole thing. -Carol Mason Class V Once there was a little white poodle, he had no home. He lived in the woods, he found his food by digging holes in the ground. He was very lone- some. But one day he met a girl poodle and they decided to get married, so they got married, had some babies, and lived happily ever after. -Marina Cassini Class II 38 Springtime Green There is something in the springtime Of a special joy to me. It's found on every bush, On every shrub and tree. On every sprouting blade of grass, On every fragile fern, This wondrous thing is everywhere And each year will return. It is the shade of springtime, That wondrous shade of green, Which at no other time of year, Is so profusely seen. It has a special beauty, A beauty all its own, A beauty clean and delicate, A soft, refreshing tone. I think, perhaps, in Heaven, Where nothingis bad or wrong, This lovely, dewy shade of green Is present all year long. -Charlene Haas Class VIII Story Once upon a time there was a fairy. She knew a boy. She loved him dearly, but he hated her because she sometimes went out with other boys. He did not like that at all. He hated that very much. One day he said, I can't take this any longer. Oh! Do you mean that? Sure I mean that. The fairy was very sad. She said I won't go out with other boys. OK, I will marry you, and they lived happily ever after. -Rhodena Dalsemer Class II 39 -15 T0BeABv1wl n len Time I wish I were ll wandering hard, xvllllilllg the world when the Ways were hard. XVhen the heart heat quicker, And hope was young, And truth was the song on u ininstrelis tongue. Though the forests were deep and wild and clark. The lnnntsinun's arrow found its mark, And the greatest l1lllltSIl1ll.1l was king of ull. But whether in hut or kingly hull, YVith erouehing hounds hy 11 leaping hlzlze, lfieree men listened with dreauuing gaze, NVhile'niy harp sung on of love und war, Of gods und heroes who lived hefore. O, the lords of that time were mud and free, But tender were they to poetry. --limmi Mr1ffc'sic'l1 Class Yll 40 T lair Too Will Parr If thereis one thing I like itis examinations. If there's one thing I hate it's long vacations. To sit at my desk and study all night Is to me much better than some Turkish delight. Whenever there looms a weekend ahead I wish, wish to myself there was school instead. On Monday morn I rush to the door Thrilled with the thought of work in store. One of the things I like the best Is a teacher who springs a test. My spirits soar when I have to go Up to the blackboard to show what I know. I never talk in classes at all Which proves I'm always on the ball . . . fMy feet feel queer, where are my shoes? I must be getting the springtime blueslj -Rosita Sarnoff Class VIII A Summer Adventure One day at camp I was walking along when I came upon a little brook. I explored it a little and found a tiny waterfall. There were small rocks up above it. Since they were so much like stepping stones I crossed it. Then I started going upstream. I heard something behind me but took no thought of it. I followed the brook a ways then turned back. There not ten feet away from me was a giant black stallion. His conformation was perfect. He was drinking from the stream. Then he lifted his head and saw me, he whirled around. His beautiful ears went back, his intelligent eyes set far apart glared at me, he showed his teeth. Looking at me once again he went back to his drinking. I felt as though I were glued to the ground. When he finished drinking he came over to me. Suddenly I remembered a lump of sugar in the back pocket of my uniform. I took it out and held it out to him. He ate it. Soon we were very good friends. -Vivian Witkind Class V 41 --ki - I. fi 5 'if -L f e i -2- H ' 727- ty i r Y Vx ,5 U ff- , Lf- t al l ' A5 'ff l W if , -, f 2. -rss .L . . ,.... T e Youn And Bmw The shouts of Olel', are deafening and the loud clapping and yelling make you feel as if the world- is sitting right beside you in the bullring. The young boy in the ring is dressed in an old pair of trousers that have been handed down to him from his eldest brother. They are ragged and torn. and his shirt is splashed with mud and dirt. His hair is too long, and it whips in the slight breeze that is cooling the crowd on this hot day of August. The passes are superb, and after each one the crowd yells as loud as it can, Ole! Olelv They are standing now, throwing everything into the arena, flowers, hats, everything. Never have they seen such precision or such grace! The young boy does not look at the rushing bull now, but at the crowd. The pass takes the bull's horns so close to his body that the crowd screams, No, No! The boyis face is sad, thin, and brooding. It is an ugly but still beautiful face. It could be painted only by one as great as El Greco. The boy's body is thin and scrawny, but his awkwardness is not noticed for the beauty of his movements with the cape. Now the matador and his peons come out into the ring and take the bull away from the boy's cape. The boy runs and leaps over the barrera, but there on the other side waiting are the policemen. They catch him and start off toward the gate, for he will be put in jail for his boldness. The crowd boos the act and tosses hats and flowers down on the boy. It is not very often that a boy of such skill comes illegally into the ring. Many try but have little skill, this is one exception. He will pay for his illegal entrance in the arena by a few days in jail. The crowd now settles down to watch the rest of the light, but they will not cheer much for this matador. They are thinking of the brave boy who may someday become the world's greatest matador. -George-Ann Roberts Class IX 42 The Battle The sun was brightly shining And glad were the hearts of the men, For they'd rounded the tip of the Horn And were bound for home again. But the captain, as he paced the deck, Knew well what was in store. He knew there was great danger here, He'd been this way before. And shouting to his me11 he cried: Now listen, men, and listen well. Pirates are nigh, both grim and bold, Who want our cargo to sellf' The captain's words inspired his men, The cheers were as a mighty roar For every man felt heid return To walk upon his native shore. just then a man in the crow's nest cried In great excitement, Pirates ho! The guns were set upon the deck And powder brought up from below. A big black ship fast approached, QEach man was pale ,neath his tan,j And with the firing of a shot The battle then began. 5 df X? Some ivory clouds neared a sinking sun, Though few men could admire, For the pirate ship had sunk at last, But the victor couldnit retire. The water was littered with splinters, With dead and dying men, The cries of the wounded were awful, Of unscathed there were but ten. Then soothing night spread her shadow Over all the terrible scene, The cries of the Wounded were lessening, For death did intervene. 9 4 0 Amidst ii golden sunrise Under an azure dome, A lmttered ship was limping, Making its way toward home. Korzzlra Blorfgelt Class VII FACULTY unrling: Miss Gidvon. Mrs. Fishvr, Mrs. Scliooinnukvig Miss Blair. Mrs Gibson. Mrs. Dickinson, Mrs. TCQIZC, Milo. Dnkus, Senoru Pizmio. S1'afr'1l: Mrs. Evurts, Mrs. Rue, Miss Bradlcx' Mrs Coinfoit Mi ' A .. , ', . 's. Higgs Miss Scugliu L AIISf'l1f.' Miss Fellows. 45 's BOARDING DEPARTMENT I ir.s'l Huw: Slll' Bl'I'Q',I112lll, Kay Hcvd, .IOQIIHIO XV2ll'll0l', Put Shcltcm. Srwllzrf Hou' Swllwl: Plllll l'1'0nticc, Allllil Fa1ulk11c1'. Miss Gideon, H0lw1'ta Downs, Nlury-Liz Clcvvluml. Duric Dcslogc. Tlzirzl Iimv: Nancy Donald, Alicc jackson. Pvnny XVilson, Ingrid Tollius, Surah XlcNc'ul. Elliott Nu-dlcs,Asl1Ivy Nloow, Andy Nh-lvin. 46 q , STUDENT CQUDNCILX l I IIA! lim: Sltllrfl.-lllllc-.Xllll Low.l,l1A.1lxtl1C..x111ngtm1,Sau11l1 Xlcm-ul fl I'USlill'llf5 Norniv Briggs, Xliss lhuullvy fFllL'llltf' AclvisorD, XIQIYCLLI Nh-Xlu1'tin. Svrmzrl liuzr: Cvliu 111111151-y. XVc'l1cly .Xstlvy-l5vll, XVa'11cly Oc-111011, Nancy Al0IIilllllSl'll. xlllfillkl Shin-lcls. Kitty Xlurphy, Nudvgm- Kulalclmikolf, Lin Stllclvr. PQIINUIAI Fclton. Cecily lialstvclu. POLITICAL CLUB l ir,s'l Hoff Scvllfffl: .Ioannc XVill'Ill'l'. Bz11'bz11'z1 Ann Pccldy, Annu FillIIklll'l' fSOL'l'l'filI'Y- Tl'l'ilSllI'L'l'p. Nliss Brzldlcy CFuculty Advisorb, Nlurciu NIcNIurtin. 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SPARKLET BOARD Sr'a1'1'fl: Nlrs. Riggs CFM-ulty Advisory, Emily Hi1l'CliIlfl' QEditor-in-Chivfj, julic--Arm Low. Svconfl How: Faith Burke. Kitty NIIIYPIICY, XVcndy Bzxllzml, Cc-o1'5gv-A11110 liobvrts. Rolwrtu Downs. 49 gl DRAMATIC CLUB S1'rllr'rf: Sum Imll. XIII! S1'f'IllHlIl'. Kam' Kimlmll. lnllilll Iiurlw. Num-5 Boyd. linlu-l'iu llmvxus. Sm' linux-lay. ilvl Iiufzl' l,if fj1lI'l'illQ,fllll, Illlic'-.-Xllll I,1m'. Iglll'lNlI'Ll Kllliliwlllilxlllll. Sdlfilll XIVXQ ll lCil4'4-In Smith. vlllilil XlvCf1l1'1'y. Killy xlllI'l3ll1'X,Sll1' l2n1'l'Qlll1llI. GLEE CLUB Illxl limb: .XIIIIITZI Xl:-lxin. :Kuna l illlHilll'l', Kelp' lhwcl, NLlllL'f' Uonulcl. LU nrling nn ilu' Sirlws: .-Xnnc Sl'Ylll0lll', Nlalrv xll'l'L'l'I'. luclx' cIlll'I'iIlQ,t0ll. Nu Ihirrl lirmi' Sum' liallx-lay, liosnlim' Ncstcr, loam XICClll'I'f'. Xlalry-llurt Yam Hi Salwclcm. SITUIHI limit Kim- Kimlmll. joy Spcrry. 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