Latin School of Chicago - Sigillum Yearbook (Chicago, IL)

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'W' . . f FU . sf Q 1 tl , july 6, 1921 Lantern Bearer: Miss Hood Props: Barbara Mc Clurg Sally Mitchell . , , ,K 4' f 4 1, . px: -iklgfg. .22 4 1, Q 1't J,w-my A . . 1v5 ., -V s law. . V- gi? s. Trng. -9 I ' ' ri F t, Y..- LJ il. . ,,5l.4,g if .1 'li1.'sf ,' 7. NANCY DAVIS Judge Nancy's social perfection is a constant source of amazement. She is invariably becom- ingly and suitably dressed. She can talk, and even better listen intelligently, to anyone from her little kindergarten partner ol the l-lalloween party, to the grandmother ol one ol her friends. Even in the seventh grade, when we First began to mingle with the male ol the species, Nancy was completely poised. While the rest of us huddled sell-consciously on one side of the room, casting surreptitious glances at the men, aged thirteen, opposite us, Nancy actually crossed the yawning emptiness separating the two groups and serenely began a conversation-with a boy. O 0 0 The cast ol Uliirst Ladyn has straggled in for rehearsal. ln one corner ol the gym two or three girls are desperately trying to learn their lines, but in the other corner, Nancy, with by far the longest role, is perched gayly on top of the radiator, apparently telling a grand story to judge by the vigorous gestures and the hilarity ol her appreciative class-mates. The group has broken up, Miss Magowan having pleaded at length with her uproarious cast. For the moment Nancy is not Honu. She sits on the gym Floor, her books spread around her, doing her homework with the amazing concentration that is hers. Nothing seems to bother her, neither the chatter ot her Friends, the frantic coaching ol Miss Magowan, nor even ,limmy Stewartls handsome lace grinning up at her from her notebook cover. When the fatal night comes, Nancy knows not only her own lines but everybody elses She picks up the cue her terrified classmates forget to give, improvises speeches for all and sundry. just a part of the game for Nancy. Q O Q Nancy is having one ol her days ol confusion. It all starts calmly enough with one simple little question posed by Nancy. Somehow Miss Turner can,t quite understand. The class' in attempting to interpret Nancyis subtle inquiry, gets itsell confused, and, inevitably, Miss Turner herself becomes puzzled. Ten pupils, though themselves a bit hazy on the point, explain simultaneously. Nancy, now wholly disorganized, turns to a battled teacher. At this juncture the bell rings, and Nancy marches out, convinced of the futility ot physics anyway. At lunch time, however, the matter is Finally cleared up, lor, meeting Miss Turner on the stairs, Nancy, minus an enthusiastic class to help her, understands the point in the few minutes required to descend from the top to the bottom Floor. 12

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. '7 , 'Vi 2 if X' 1 , , QAM, r 1, July 29,1922 Lantern Bearer: Miss Stedman Props: Edith Dato Tannisse Twyman LUCILE COOLIDGE Miss Singleton stands belore the high school, in her arms two weighty volumes . . . And l'm happy to give to l.ucile Coolidge The Decline and Fall of the l-loly Roman Empire, the book she has asked lor as winner ol the lime Magazine Contestf, A gasp ol surprise escapes the audience and terminates in 'Decline and Fall . . . What a book to ask lorl You don't suppose she's going to read it? Curious eyes follow the slender, hazel-eyed girl as she goes to get her prize. ls it true that l.ucile knows Greek and Hebrew? Does she really spend hours in a dimly-lighted church, playing Bach on the organ? Did she learn about lndians through spending a summer on an lndian Reservation? OOO Glancing into the library one sees what seems to be a rehearsal of the death scene from 'Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs . An excited group ol Freshmen bend over the couch. Various comments Float up from them , . , HBoy, l bet she had to put the moon to bed when she got home last nightfl . . . She looks sort of pale to me. Maybe we should do something? l...K il.et's tickle her with a leather and make her sneezef' Blissfully unaware of their interest l.ucile sleeps on, her head gently nodding over plato's Republic. The leather is applied. She sneezes, awakens, misses her cue, and so forgets to say, Where am l? to the sea ol upturned Faces. lnstead she sizes up the situation by rubbing her nose and letting out a long HW E l. l. . 'l-hen she very firmly puts down Plato and strolls toward the lighter Mr. Leacock, 11

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i December 15, 1921 Lantern Bearer: Miss Hammett Props: Maxine Cooper Ann Caldwell JANE DUBlSKE lnitial performance of 'first Ladyn. ,lane whispers nervously behind stage as she waits to go on for her famous domestic quarrel with wife, Sidney Meelter, Kilim scared. l lcnow they'll laugh at my wig. Nobody'll talce me for a man. Somebody shoves her on stage just in time for the rising curtain. Then with perfect stage presence Jane begins to create the character of Carter l-libbard. She IS Carter l-libbard with his bowed wallc, his pompous speech,his methods ofrelaxing. The audiencedoesn'tlaughatthisgirltaking a manfs part, it applauds. Later someone says, That girl is a natural actressf' only to be contradicted with, Natural actress nothingl That girl has worlced hours on that partf' Cr to put it again, ,lane is a perfectionist when it comes to her love, the theatre. OOO Two Seniors sit on the table in the baclc of study-hall, gossip, and survey with a faint superiority the bedlam that is recess. ,lane appears in the doorway and wallcs quietly to her deslc, lifting her shoulders slightly in her characteristic way. lt arouses the Seniors to comment. ' '... She had another one of those stunning sports hats on this morning . . . Did you lcnow she's supposed to be a championship diver? . . . Awfully quiet, but a grand sense of humor . . . Well, l saw her lunching with the handsomest blond boy the other day . . . ,lane joins them, addressing them, as she addresses everybody, with a casual, ul-lello, darlings. 13