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

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Sixty-two The Spectator Caroline is getting to be Miss Steadfast on us. It's been Jordy for just months and months now. What's this hatching up about Connie Faust that's such a big secret? Could it be about Beth's old flame, Harold, or just one of Beth's cousins? We don't know, we're just asking. Patty's really getting somewhere when she can get a woman- hater like Campbell to sit with her by the lagoon for an hour. fNote to censors-don't get the wrong idea, they were just throwing rocks at the ducks. We swear itll It must be getting serious when other girls have to ask Little if they can take Woolfolk to a dance. How about it, Ann Boyd? Correspondence is burning up the roadways between here and Lafayette, n'est-ce-pas, Klippie? Who is it really rates in the Carroll league? After going steady all year, he suddenly breaks out with dates with Springer, Lyons, and Barkerding, all in a row. Maybe that little black and gold object that June has been hiding could give us a clue to the whole situation. Speak up now, J unie! How runs the Stream, Brewster? You ought to know! Whose finger did that naughty little Senior ring steal from to go travelling far, far away on somebody else's finger? Wish we could' tell you, but in spite of all appearances, we're honorable, and promised not to tell. Well, I guess this constitutes a formal bow and final curtain-call. It's been loads of fun writing this so-called column, and we hope we haven't made too many enemies. Honestly, it's all in fun, don't take it seriously, but consider it an honor to have your affairs written up for posterity. If We've hurt anybody's feelings Cand we certainly hope we haven'tl, remember that in a year you'll probably read the offending paragraph over and laugh. Bye, bye now, be good, and the best of luck to next year's so-called columnists. Amamus tout le monde. Your want-ad reporters, Miss L. Laneous and Ann Nonymous. Freshmen on the Air! Greetings, folks, this is station P. U. Bringing all the freshman news We will tell of who's what, and what's who, Giving all their just dues.

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The Spectator Sixty-one cuwenl 'He-uenls GOING, going, gone! Now that we're practically that we can say what we want to. fThat's why we're anonymousj It's about time, Althea, or at least why haven't you worn it before? Referring to Billy's pin, of course. Who else would it be? And now DKA has a sweetheart court too. The lovely queen was none other than Mona fcongratula- tionsll, and in the court were Misses Berckes, Coats, Nunez, Schulze, and West. Orchids to all of you! So it's Boogie now for Ann Burdette. Did you get to DTO, Ann? Dance away, dance away, Pat! That was some ex- hibition that the Kelly girl and Sammy put on at a recent dance. For those of you who missed, it was really some- thing super. It seems as if Frellsen is going out of the picture. Who is it now, Barbara, Johnny Shober? Richard is beginning to get real competition in the Todd league. Bobby Winston seems to be on his way up. We hear that Robin and Tommy Fromherz are really hitting it oi, ditto Martha Helm and Lon West. How about it, Robin and Martha? I bet Charlotte would walk Miles for-not a camel- a Kernagan. CPardon the pun.J Quote- Nancy, why don't you decide between Don- ald and Albert so I can have the other one ? --unquote. That's Carmer for you! More quotations, this time from history class, quote- If Y. doesn't call me tonight, it's going to be all over between us. Somehow his calls don't thrill me any more like they used to.'7-unquote. Sound familiar, Jean? If anybody wants proof that an old flame never dies, just ask Patsy. Maybe Stephen and Cal would have something to say about this! This Nunez-Allen romance is really getting hot! Poor Donald is just left out in the cold!

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The Spectator Sixty-three Who's the Freshie glamour girl? Wouldn't you like to know? She's the one that has the curl, Our Jane, with all her beaus. Edith has a brother Who takes her everywhere. What would Edith do If Sammy wasn't there? We've got two cute couples in our band, There's slugger Walter, and Knock 'em out Rana. And there's Sarah who has a gleam in her eye When she sees Kennedy walking by. Roses are red, Violets are blue, Taffy likes boys, They like her, too. Mary Margaret and Dottie, too, Have their steadies, I'm telling you, One is Searcy modernized, The other is Charlie quite glamourized. Miss Legeai, tell me, pray, Why art thou so sad? Could it be that Miss Boulet Has taken your Bishop lad? Who does Donnie-really like? The truth we can not find. We've heard a lot of rumors, But what's really on her mind? What's the news about Louie da Dago? We hear that he and Yvonne are quite dat way . He can't speak English, he ain't got dough, But you got to love someone to be in the sway.