Louise S McGehee School - Spectator Yearbook (New Orleans, LA)

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Thiffy The Spectator ing loads of money being the voice in Walt Disney's cartoons. Her lovely face is seen in all the upper social set parties. On my last airline trip, guess who was the hostess? Betty Brewster! She says she loves to take care of the men when they get seasick, but her young husband doesn't seem to appreciate the idea. Beth and her handsome Tulane football player husband were on the plane, too, on their honeymoon. Polly has started a home for homeless cats, and is doing well. How would you like to buy a cat from her? I can hear you scream right now, I hate cats! They say that cats add a homey atmos- phere, but I believe that it is the tea and home-made angel food cake that does it for Polly. Bobbie has gone into interior decorating and is getting along beautifully. She just decorated a West Palm Beach bungalow for Joy Reynolds who is getting married this month. I had lunch yesterday with Jackie. She never eats anything, so I ate her lunch for her. fStill up to my old tricks.JJ She says a model's job is so restricting on the diet, but, well, I guess it's worth it. I got a letter from Meg the other day, She's still in France- a foreign correspondent, you know. She's just married a French count, and is so excited! Nadyne was in town the other day. She married a naval officer, keeps the sailors happy by just standing around the ship looking happy, and pretty. Ada has a kindergarten now-all the Park Avenue socialites send their children to her. I hear Ellie's doing a wonderful job as president of the Junior League. They say her husband is very proud of her. Althea is doing so well combining the job of career woman and wife. She has a dress shop for college girls on fifth avenue. Trenchard is teaching gym at McGehee's now. I always knew she'd do something executive. Katherine LaCour and her husband have a new plantation. She's invited us to come down for a week or two. I hope we can go, she's such a charming hostess. Ann Springer hasn't married yet. She's gone into psychiatry now. I'm worried about the morals of New Orleans, knowing her theories on marriage. Drooley is in town. She married two years ago, and is com- plaining bitterly about the neglected life of a doctor's Wife.

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The Spectator Twenty-nine fpwphecy Dear Margot: When are you coming home? All America is wait- ing for our newest satire on American school life. I hope that this season in New York will be as successful as last year's. I have already contacted Mary Grey, who is going to do the costumes and scenery for us again, and, of course Dottie Eaves is playing the lead. Guess whom I saw the other day! None other than Lorraine, June, and Patty, who are up for the ice-skating. Imagine that, after spending the summer in the hospital for incurable broken necks. Please do be back for next week! Virginia Smart is opening at the Met., and she gave me ten tickets which I simply can't get rid of! But, all kidding aside, I'm sure she'll be a great success. I hope you saw Tete while you were in New Orleans. She's doing well in Dorothy Dix's shoes, giving advice to the lovelorn. She spends most of her column advising Klippie, who hasn't grown up yet. Have you seen the latest picture of Little? She's doing so well as a stocking model. Rosemary takes all her pictures. Judging from her early camera shots, I always knew she'd be a success. Joy and Katherine Boulet are happily married now, to those two boys they used to double date with all the time. They each have two darling kids who play to- gether. Mona has finally made her choice from her many Suitors-married an Australian sheep-rancher, and left last month. I just heard the news from June. They sailed on one of Maggie Joe's husband's liners. You might know that glamour girl would marry a million- aire. As everyone expected, Hackett married Charlie, and I just heard she's had a baby boy. She's awfully disap- pointed because she can't Very well send him to Vassar. I got a letter from Ruth the other day. She's mak- 1 Ep 53' Q '4 'fy g I vi' i Y I 1 I I 1 If 50 sl

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The Spectator Thirty-one I read about Seemann's latest garden party in the society col- umn. She's really feting in the social set. By the way, I dropped in on the Home for Feeble Minded Females. You always see some old classmates there. It reminds me of Senior Study Hall. I really must stop now. Hurry back! Lots of love, SUTHON. 1-T-il... Us Our song will never cease to be for us A melody of night and wind and stars. And when the tempest drowns my last good-night, No cloud shall shroud the light within your eyes. No symbol of eternal dark shall choke The effervescent warmth of silent love. And then, we shall be gone away from night, Enfolded in the songs of nightingales Enchanting every creature half asleep. The night will go, and we must leave the night, But we, the night, and nightingales will sing, 'Though all but love has parted with the dawn. Clabaugh, '42. -1-.-....l.. My own true love gave me a flow'r So lovely and so rare, That I could keep within my bow'r So he would always linger there. I love him deep, I love him true To him my love I can't reveal Because he does not love me too, Oh, would that I his love could steal. His car is of the finest grey His uniform of blue and white, If I could only near him stay I'd never let him from my sight. Oh, but if I could only win, His pretty little Delta pin. Desmare, '42.