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

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Marilyn Briclfwood: General protection For sportswhairnets For hoclcey, gloves for basketball, etc. Carol Coe: Mascara to Further enhance her long, bee-yoo-tilul eyelashes. Harriet Dawes: More leathers for her many hats. lane Dill: A large check to pay For the extra gas she uses in toting xluniors in her car. Nancy Florsheim: A Fire hose For her car. Beth Garrison: The deepest bool4 we could Find-Hlhe Meditations ol the Chinese Philosopher, See Fung Foyfwwhich she can assimilate during the summer. Betty l-lartz: New Fool-proof excuses for not having done her homeworlf. China lbsen: A magazine lull of the latest hair-dos Angie Johnson: A new lotion guaranteed to preserve that Florida tan, Kay Lawson: A diploma For her Junior year, and a guarantee that there is pos- itively only one more year of school left. Muriel Macfhesneyn A toy carpet Sweeper to picl4 up the angora fuzz from her soclts. Peggy Nicholson: A key to study hall to enable her to come up and see us some time. l-lelen Solomon: Suggestions For bigger and better secrets to tell to bigger and better audiences. Mary Stark: A wig with each hair glued in place so that she can tal4e a rest from combing her hair. L Rosalind Starlc: Zippers she can put on all her dresses to that she can start getting ready two minutes before a date instead of three. Tannisse Twyman: Springs For the loclcer doors. Suzanne Weaver: A needle and thread to shorten her gym tunic. the Sophomore Class: A typical Sophomore Day enabling them to get in all their various athletic activities. the Freshmen class: A check in payment For ten easy lessons on how to get your man. 57

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SENIOR WILL We, the Senior Class of the Girls Latin School of Chicago, being of sound, charitable, and disposing mind, publish and declare this to be our last will and testament, and we hereby charge the beneficiaries herein named to take to heart and treasure the legacies herein bequeathed. To Miss Singleton: len good reasons why we, the Seniors, would like to go to college. To Miss Brokaw: A great big bow to go with her great big brown eyes. To Mrs. Eliason: Perfume she can spray around the new art room to keep out all strange odors from the science laboratory. To Miss Hammett: Growing tablets so she can talk back to her pupils. To Miss Harbison: Topics for conversation so she need not be such a blushing violet. To Miss Hood: len perfectly punctuated sentences -'nbelieve it or notl To Miss Hunt: Chalk for her History of Art Classes. To Miss Jarrett: A pair of scales as a symbol of her fairness. To Miss Lawrence: A clock, to remind her that her first Seventh Grade has reformed and doesn't hang such things out the windows any more. To Miss Lord: Girls who will never have excuses for not helping with the scenery for the Dramatic Club. To Mlle. Mutrux: A degree in fashion creation, for starting the new hat craze, and we hereby present her with one of her chel d'oeuvre s. To Miss Price: A box of ffWheaties to keep up her vitality. To Miss Sands: A blue ribbon for cradling such a smart and intelligent classl To Miss Schaub: Qur wedding gift of china. To Miss Schrader: A standing order for daily flowers for the math room: To Miss Turner: A magic wand to make the experiments turn out. To Miss White: A job posing for typical school girl outfits. To Mitzi Alexander: Lipstick remover to show her Hit can be done . To Janet Basler: A curler for her bangs. 56

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SENIOR PROPHECY VALUABLE NEWSPAPER CLIPPINGS ALL CHICAGO AWAITS ELECTION RETURNS, MAY HAVE ITS FIRST WOMAN MAYOR The cIock has just struck six, and the poIIs are cIosing. In a few minutes this speciaI edition will be out on the streets, giving the first eIection returns in this exciting, man against woman, mayoraIty race. Will Chicago's next mayor be Mayor KeIIy, who has held office for the past twenty years, or wiII that game IittIe poIitician, Miss Rosalie Boyden, succeed in breaking the boss ruIe, and be Chicagos first woman mayor? Nobody knows. But the smart money in on HQur RosaIie',. Last night on the eve of the campaign, both candidates were confident of victory. From the democratic headquarters on the twentieth fIoor of the Stevens, Mayor KeIIy made a Iast minute speech, in which he gave his usuaI promises to the taxpayers. After Mayor KeIIy's speech, Miss Boyden went on the air from her penthouse headquarters at the Drake CMiss Boyden woman-Iike had to go the mayor one better and get higher up than heD and summed up her pIatform. Upon Miss Boyde-n's concIusion her backers and supporters, which incIude the women's cIubs of Chicago, the Friends of AnimaIs, Chicagos Qwn Prohibition Party, and the P. T. A., were jubiIant over her chance of winning. Miss Boyden has conducted a vigorous, shrewd campaign, or, as she said, I just use my woman's intuition . Miss Boyden has aIways been an ardent feminist. She first became poIiticaIIy important when she succeeded in defeating a biII, prohibiting the wearing of i939's spring hats. SpeciaI Dispatch: MISS BOYDEN HAS BEEN ELECTED MAYOR! WOMAN EXPLORER CAPTURES FORTY PYGMIES Mrs. I'IeIen Robinson I-Iunningsford, famed African expIorer, has captured and subdued single-handed forty of the ferocious man-eating I-Iottentot Pygmies ,she discIosed today when her boat docked at New York. The assembIed crowd cheered madly as Mrs. f'Iunningsford marched down the gangpIank, foIIowed by the forty Pygmies. AIso on the boat were Lindbergh, Garbo, the Dukeof Windsor, and Brenda Frazier. When questioned about her remarkabIe feat, Mrs. I'Iunningsford was her usuaI reticent seIf, and repIied briefIy, It was all quite by accident. Dear Mr. I'Iunnings- ford was in the shack, keeping the mosquito net over the twins, and the native guide was busy fiIing his teeth, so I set out aIone to investigate that most dangerous region in Africa, never before seen by a white man. I fought my way through the jungIe undergrowth. Cn every side I feIt hostile eyes watching me. I began to be appre- hensive as I carried onIy my GirI Scout equipment. AII at once thousands of Pygmies, with thirst for bIood, human bIood, written in their eyes, sprang out and carried me off triumphantly. Well, to shorten a thriIIing taIe, I won them over to civiIization by teIIing them about the I'IoIy Land, and teaching them the Lambeth Walk as a possible step for their tribal dance. I got those forty male Pygmies to accompany me here, by showing them a picture of I-Iedy La Marr, and teIIing them there are a million more Iike that in New Yorkf' Mrs. I-Iunningsford, cIad in gaberdine shorts and a white helmet, in dazzling contrast to her weatherbeaten skin, graciously posed for photographers. Happening to see Sir I-Iubert WiIkins, Frank Buck, and LincoIn EIIsworth Iurking gIumIy in the crowds, Mrs. I-Iunningsford generously insisted that they, too, be incIuded in a few pictures. Upon a reporters asking if Mrs. I'Iunningsford had made the acquaintance of Ambassador Kennedy of eIeven chiIdren fame, who was also on board, Mrs. I-Iunn- ingsford grew very indignant, and drawing herseIf, up, answered, HSir, I now have tweIve of my ownI , and pointed pridefuIIy to a hither-to unnoticed brood of chiIdren under Mr. I-Iunningsfords care. 58