Lucy Webb Hayes National Training School - Gleam Yearbook (Washington, DC)

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THE GLEAM '4Dear old Rust Hall, Here as we learn to live Friends are dearer to our hearts And ever duty calls To our life's work Service and love combined. Always we' ll look up And always we'll look up lVe're the .lunior Class of '29. Last fall we returned to Rust Hall with a new determination to make our Senior year the best year of our training. We elected Tillie N eikirk as our president and Miss Roberts for our Advisor to take the place of Miss Sheppard who had left. us to go back to Yale for another year. You remember Miss Roberts, don't you? Anyway you had some her well planned meals while you were in Sibley Hospital. Everyone thinks that we are lucky to have her and we agree with them. lVe found that even though we were Seniors we could not play 1l11lGSS we worked. First there was the Senior party. You remember how everyone likes pie at Rust Hall. You should have seen eyes open when we served pumpkin pie a. la mode for refreshments! Everyone liked it so much that we could not resist serving pie at the Bazaar supper. Betty, I just canit make myself believe that soon we will leave Rust Hall. Gur Baccalaureate service was very impressive' yesterday and we are hoping that tonight, and tomorrow night wifl be just as successful. 'I do wish you could be here tonight because it is Class Night and tomorrow night is Commencement. Of course we do not like to think of leaving Rust Hall because we have come to love her and the ideals for which she stands. We feel that our lives have become deepened through our contact with the school and those who have so patiently instructed and guided us. Even though we desire to 1'61T1H.l11 longer a much greater call comes to us to go forth to. serve the Master by caring for the poor and afflicted, building up the ideals of broken homes, bringing the life of Jesus Christ to the little children and giving both physical and spiritual help to those who stand in need. I shall be glad to hear from you. Sincerely yours, -BROWN CULPW, '30. E401

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THE GLEAM In Retrospect EAR Betty : What a pleasant surprise it was to receive your letter. It does not seem possible that almost three years have passed since you 'C , left Rust Hall. If I remember correctly you were here only one D month. Of course you were here long enough to witness some of the most important events of our Freshman year. There was so much excitement that first week a.nd so many things happening that we hardi y knew what we were doing. Most of our time seemed to be taken. up getting acquainted with rooln-mates, unpacking trunks, attending parties, house- meetings and chapel. The- happenings that first week seem to be more prom- inent in my mind than so-me of tl1e things which have happened since then, but because you have inquired abontthe egents of the three years I will endeavor to give you just a brief history. Soon after you left, our class was organized and Eva M ae Murray became our president. It did not take us long to lea.rn that the upper classes loved their Rust Hall and soon we were singing, 'fllear liust Qllall, Class of ,230 loves you 5 Before you left there had been talk of Senior Day, but we really lived to see it come to pass. At 4 A.M. one morning we were awakened and told to dress quickly and to go to the basement. There were several Pennsylvania girls in our class but not enough to- f'dare not go. We were forced to hike two miles, undergo severe physical exercises a.nd return to school before breakfast. The result was that Miss Stilwell had to keep late hours nursing those who were ill. The next big event of the year was Christmas vacation. After vacation, examinations came and alarm clocks were our necessity. lt was at this time that the Freshmen nurses received their new caps and bibs. You certainly missed a lot of fun by not being present- at the George Wasli- ington Banquet. You remember that the Freshmen had charge of it. We worked fa.r, fa.r into the night making programs, menus, etc., but we were well repaid, for it was a wonderful success according to reports. I must. not go into detail about Commencement for since we were only Freshmen we did not have much showing but with the coming of our Junior year we began to feel a new responsibility. We became 'tliig Sisters, we enter- 'C i tained the Seniors, and we took our little sisters to the park. Fm sure you would like the song which Doris composed, so I am going to copy it here for you. It expresses the feeling and interest that we had come to have for Rust Hall. , I 39 J

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THE GLEAM Ten Years Hence 41-,- --. EXV York had become rather boresome and I wondered as I walked down Fifth Avenue on the Twentieth of May in 1940 how I could 1 leave everything for a while. If I could just see some of my class- mates, it would be such a relief I I Just then someone exclaimed, F or goodness sakes, what are you doing here 3 . It was Helen Haner and the .rejoicing was tremendous. Of c course we got together for a chat. She was an aviatrix at Lindbergh Field in New York and was quite noted for her a.ir stunts. I explained that I Iiad been Qeft a milion a.11d a half by a former patient. and was growing tired of doing nothing. That explains how we started on our air trip around the world. We left New York and followed the coast line to Atlantic City where we stopped for a few da.ys. Imagine our surprise upon seeing Martha Camovitch and Theresa Evans practising on the beach with the Ziegfeld Follies Chorus. They were making quite a hit with their new show. As we made our final hop from there, we passed a balloon floating in mid- air. I examined it with a telescope a.nd saw a sleeping girl. We went closer and saw Beth Duchon with a magazine in each hand. We landed in London and met Edith Fogg who was doing Social Service work. She was making good because Fogg belongs to Iiondon. Next we went to Pa.ris and met. Emma Oberdorf in a restaurant, talking, laughing and eating as :much as ever. We left for Barcelona. and there met J ack Clukey who was on a yachting cruise with a party given by Ira. Yes, she was married to Ken but it was impossible for him to leave his work for the trip. Jack was having the time of her life as usual. She, of course, told us about Martha Lindsey who was now a missionary teaching a singing class in Southern Africa. Becky VVitter, she said, was painting a huge picture of the Alps. We then crossed the continent to China to see Jerry Stackhouse who was a medical missionary in Hong Kong. Our next stop after this was the Philip- pines because we knew that Polly would be glad to see us. She was the same Polly even if her name was not La.Mon any more. She liked the Philippines and as long as J ack was stationed there she was quite contented. Ivhen we landed in San Francisco we went to see '4'I'ill Neikirk and Nick. Till', had been married for nine years and was still in love. She told us to go to see Dizzie Mclleod in Arizona. where- she was nurse in a mining camp doing more entertaining than nursing, but instead of that we went straight to the A E411