Hunter College High School - Argus Yearbook (New York, NY)

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THE ARGUS tk - - - -- - -A - ' J - - - - wing 'A Q il 1 ' E 23 :E 21, - - .- - ,A ,ol A A ' A ' 'i i ' T ' VMI' ' ' o1I76N1fhN: illllina Evirnv ND now after having reviewed the accomplishments of the senior term, it seems an entirely Htting time to give our impressions of the one who made everything possible-the senior faculty advisor, Miss Beirne. Possessing even more than her share of the necessary requisites, as a faculty advisor, Miss Beirne is ideal. For pep and vivacity she is unrivalled. For wisdom and sound judgment she has no equal. As for ability :to make girls love her,-it may be the? brilliance of her intellect, or her sense of humor, or her sarcasm, biting sometimes, de- lightful allitimes, or the charming' inconsistency of her varying moods, or the adorable way she has of wrinkling up her nose when she smiles, or-as someone suggested'-the Uphlegethonian beryll of her eyes. We suspect them all but, whatever the cause, the girls go into raptures over her. The same qualities that make her an ideal faculty advisor, make Miss Beirne an ideal teacher as well. With the slightest effort, she can ac- complish wonders. That famous sense of humor and the fear of her sarcasm may account in great part for the sudden re- linquishing of our fond ideas concerning the deadness', and uselessness of the Latin language. And our desire to see her wrinkle up hen n-ose when pleased may coincide more than we realize with our desire to do our Latin. There is still another aspect in which we consider Miss Beirne-in the light of a friend. In that respect, Miss Beirne is-well, you'll all know her some- day if you are fortunate, and it is delightful to discover some things for oneself. . B. R. 97

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THE ARGUS V.-To our Junior sisters we leave' the following advice: Take not the Regents too much to heart for- 1. The theory of the ancients concerning the survival of the littest has never yet been proved false. Therefore our con- clusion fpoor consolation tho' it may bej that 'those fit for said examinations will survive them is well grounded. 2. The worst is yet to come. VI.-To the sophomores we leave' the duty of finding all the keys to the various clothing closets, which have mysteriouslyl disappeared. In case of their failure to fulfill this duty, it is automatically transferred to their younger sisters. VII.-To the pride of our old age, our youngest, we leave: 1. The task of trying to keep that school girl complexion. We have long since given up the struggle. Z.-the following advice :- Keep on the right side of the building and of the faculty, try to be present as much as possible at your classes, and always have a good excuse ready-you may need it. And lastly do we make, constitute and appoint Miss Marie Genevieve CBernicej Beirne, Executor of this our last Will and Testament. Having thus disposed of our greatest possessions, namely our Advice and Good Wishes, in witness whereof we do here- unto set our name and seal this dreary day of .......... in the year of our Lord, 1923, in the year of the U. S. A. 147, in the year of our alumnae, O. Signed Class of Jan. '24 Wittynesses Kum On Wee Roff W. E. Muslev 96

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T H E A R G U S In Which We Interview Francine Larrimore. fNote: We are going to drop thiey editorial We temporarilyj I really wasn't awfully fmuch scared-just a little bit. For a solid hour I adorned a chair leading up tom the dre.ssing rooms of the Klaw Theatre. Miss Larrimore was still on the stage, and as I waited, I could hear hlelr lines. I could watch all the entrances and exits too, because everybody had to pass me in going to and from his dressing-rocim.-T-hat is, everybody except Miss Larrimore, whose room is on the stage fit's really just off the stage, only that's the professional way to say it.j Such handsome men! I made sheep's eyes at half a dozen olf them but Franciruel had just been doing the same thing, I suppose they were sltill a bit dazed. A little laundry boy came in between scenes with the villain's foh, he's not so bad after allj laundry, and the V. swore thjelre was 3, collar missing. He said 'tlhlat originally he was going to send thirteen collars, but that would have been bad luck, so he put another onlel in. The laundry b-oy vowed he took one out. I hope they settled it. At last the, Scandinavian conversati-onally inclined Cer- berus showed mle' to Miss Larrimore's dressing room. I saw a oozy, cretonney nook, smacking not at all of the theatre. In fact, werfez it not for the make-up on the dressinlg table, and ag certain red-lhlaired lady sitting at aforemlelntioned dressing table, I should never have known I was backstage. There was no star aoln the door, the mirror was not studded with electric lights, and I noted the entire absence of engaging disarray. Everything was in a most untheatrical order. The red-haired lady invited 'me to be seated while she removed the last traces: of imake-up. I disgraced myself by patting the dog. He was not a dog. He was a lump of wool. Mindful of my replofrtorial duties, I got out my pencil and took some notes. I noted an enchanting description of Miss Larrimore, but she will probably sees tlhlis Argus, so it will not be recorded here. Anyway, she is small, rather below middle lhreight, and she has wonderful red hair. As for the rest, see any evening paper. My, she chatted, it's a long time since If took midtermsl 98