Lyndon State College - Northern Lights Yearbook (Lyndonville, VT)

Text from Pages 1 - 76 of the 1936 volume:

Foreword May this Commencement issue of the Verlyn bring back happy mem- ories of Lyndon Normal in your hours of reminiscense. The Board wishes all success and happiness to each graduate of nineteen thirty-six. The Mikado—February 6, 1936 Vol. 9 June, 1936 No. 2 Published by the Normal School, Lyndon Center, Vermont VERLYN BOARD Editor-in-chief Assistants Business Manager Assistants Garnetta Literary Editor Assistant Literary Editor Chief Typist Assistants Music Social Art Athletic Alumni and Exchange Joke Arlene Campbell Doris Whitney, Dorothy Cowling Dorothy Spaulding Allen, Liva Lon dry, R. C. Lamberton Barbara Temple Enid Fee Lucy Edmunds Karlene Exley, Marjorie Williams Mona Aldrich Marjorie Currier, Rheba Colby Mrs. Edna Truell, Ethelyn Findlay Harry Keniston Ruth Farmer Doris Crafts, Herbert Elliot CONTENTS Page Foreword 1 Verlyn Board 3 Dedication 5 Faculty 6 Seniors 11 The Senior Trips 17 Juniors 24 Class Prophecy 33 Page Play in Two Acts 35 Class Will 39 Class Gifts 40 Class Poem 43 Freshmen 45 Jokes 55 L. N. S. Doings in 1936 59 History on Parade 62 Another voyage of the good ship “Yerlyn” has ended and our sturdy little boat has let down her anchor. All the crew have done faithfully the duties assigned to them and the Officers certainly appreciate it. We have had no mutinies and in the engine room, the wheels of Literature, Poetry and Humor have been oiled to perfection! Miss Wilson, our Captain, has advised us well and has seen that our “decks’ were “swabbed in the proper manner. We hope the Chief Inspector approves of our sailing system. As the sun sets over the Lyndon Sea our ship heaves a sigh of relief and regret for we know this trip can never be taken again. Principal Rita L. Bole DEDICATION To our principal, Rita L. Bole: We are proud of your success in graduate work at Colum- bia University, where you have gained a Master’s Degree in Normal School Administration. We note with interest that you have been made president of the Teacher Education Club and that your scholastic ability has earned you membership in Kappa Delta Pi, the honorary society in education. We have missed you in the life of L. X. S., both in our work and in our play; joyously we bid you WELCOME HOME AGAIN. Faculty THE VERLYN 7 MISS RITA L. HOLE Principal Middlebury College. A. B. MISS RUBY BLAINE Music University of Vermont, B. S. MISS HELEN DEXTER Physical Education Sargent School 8 THE VERLYN MISS FLORENCE DREW Dean, Acting Principal 1935-36 Johnson Normal School; Summer School at Clark. Winnetka, and Columbia University. B. S. in Education—Boston University MISS ALICE FERNOW Acting Dean 1935-36 History Coe College. A. B.: University of Iowa. M. A.: Graduate work at Chicago Uni- versity. and Columbia University. MISS LORA FRISBY English Western Teacher’s College; Indiana Uni- versity; Peabody College, A. B.; Columbia University, M. A.; Graduate work at Columbia University. THE VERLYN !) MISS ELIZABETH HOFFMAN Psychology and Primary Methods Cortlandt Normal School; Teacher's Col- lege, Columbia University. MISS EDITH SMELKER Science Miami University, B. S. Cornell University, M. A. MISS DORIS KEARNS Home Economics State Teacher’s College, Framingham, B. S. 10 THE VERLYN MISS ALICE WILSON Sociology and International Relations Plattsburg Normal School, Middlebury College, A. B.; Harvard University, Ed. M. MISS CAROLINE WHITE Education, Critic Teacher, Demonstration School Ypsilanti Normal School, University of Washington, A. B.; Stanford University, M. A.; Columbia University r MISS MARGARET LAWSING Art Teacher’s College. Columbia University, B. S.; M. A. Seniors 12 THE VERLYN MYRTLE ALDRICH Newport Hlgrh School Class President (2): Yerlyn (1. 2); Glee Club (2, 3); Winter Carnival (2, 3). RUTH FARMER Lyndon Institute Lyndon Normal School Verlyn (3), Mikado”, Secretary and Treas- urer of Class (3). Senior Play. Music Club. DORIS CRAFTS Bellows Free Academy. Fairfax Swanton Training Class Lyndon Normal School Verlyn (3): Mikado”, Class President (3), Senior Play, Music Club. MARGUERITE CARROLL Brighton High School Winter Carnival (1. 2. 3): Glee Club (’, 3); Orchestra (2, 3); Mikado”. THE VERLYN 13 LOIS HAM Lyndon Institute Lyndon Normal School HARRY KENISTON Lyndon Institute Lyndon Normal School Summer Schools U. V. M. Senior Play, Mikado”, Verlyn (3). LILLIAS MOORE St. Johnsbury Academy RUTH NEWTON Hartford High School Randolph Training School Summer School U. V. M. Glee Club (3). Girl Scout Leader. 14 THE VERLYN LOIS PAGE St. Johnsbury Academy Verlyn (1, 2). Glee Club (2, 3), Winter Car- nival (2, 3). Class Treasurer (1). ('lass Sec- retary and Treasurer, Student Council, “Mikado”. JOSIE POMEROY Newport High School Class President (1), Student Council (1, 2, 3), Verlyn Board (1), Glee Club (1, 2. 3), President Student Council (2), “Mikado”. MARJORIE POTTER Orleans High School Winter Carnival (3), House President of Bean Cottage (3), Student Council (3). ETHEL SIMPSON St. Johnsbury Academy Plymouth Normal School. N. H. Clark University, Worcester. Mass. Summer School U. V. M. “Mikado”, Senior Play. THE VERLYN 15 ELIZABETH STANTON St. Johnsbury Academy Winter Carnival (1. 2, .° ). Student Council (2), -'Mikado , Verlyn (2), Glee Club (3). LYDIA SWANSON Holton School, Danvers. Mass. Teacher's College. Salem. Mass. Summer Schools U. V. M. Book Club, ICtiquette Club, Senior Play. EDWINA TOWNE .Yewport High School Orchestra (1, 2, 3). Glee Club «1, 2. 3), ••Mikado”, Winter Carnival (2). Basketball (2). EDNA TRUELL Lyndon Institute Lyndon Normal School Summer School of Art, Boothbav Studios, Maine Verlyn (3). Senior Play. If) THE VERLYN DORIS WHITNEY St. Johnsbury Academy Lyndon Normal School Summer Schools U. V. M Verlyn (3), Senior Play. EDWARD WILSON Lyndon Institute Glee Club (1. 2. 3). Vice-President (3). Orchestra (3). “Mikado ', Senior Play. THE VERLYN 17 THE SENIOR TRIPS VERMONT “In Montpelier we visited a grocery store which looked very realistic with its boxes of all staple groceries, We were given toy money and made purchases from fourth grade pupils dressed as clerks. One of us successfully telephoned an order. In another room a little girl acted as hostess and showed us the points of interest in the pupils’ community city.” E. L. T. “At Orleans the sixth grade had been studying food. They had made a house on the sand table. The sides of the building were made of oatmeal, the roof was of graham crackers, the porch posts were sticks of candy, the veranda was a cake of sugar with a step of cheese. The lamp posts were parsnips with small onion lamps.” M. P. NORTH CAROLINA Church of God, Saints of Christ It was only a small wooden building about as well built as a barn. We were welcomed very politely at the door and given some seats in the back of the church. We were entirely walled in by colored saints — big, small, old and young. All the women wore long pleated brown skirts and blue silk waists. Most of them had rosettes in their hair. The preacher and a few of the more important male members had on brown cut-away suits. They were also decorated with long rib- bons, such as prize cows win at the fair. The quartet began singing and I never expect to hear any- thing like it again. Then came the march. The saints don’t be- lieve in dancing, but they were almost dancing when they went “back-stage”. After stamping around awhile they all marched front and bowed to the preacher. He told us that as long as we hadn’t brought our dinner, we were free to go at anytime. We couldn’t stay for all of the sermon because it was too late. As we came out I couldn’t help thinking how much religion means to the colored people. L. M. 18 THE VERLYN REMINISCENCES OF THE TRIP TO NEW YORK CITY Xo sooner said than done, ‘‘Liz” must have a name, “by gum . So the girls all argued back and forth until they agreed on “Pediculosis”. Nothing seemed to halt her, not even the red lights nor one way streets. One thing did stop her though ; that was Ruth’s scream. It all happened just opposite Whittier Hall where the girls were to stay for the week. It seems now, just a bad dream, for all are home safe and sound. Talk about your city drivers; Miss Drew had them all beaten for speed. It was the attempt to keep her in sight that caused “Pediculosis’’ not to heed the red lights. Riding on the elevators didn’t make our hair stand on end, but oh boy! what it did do to our stomachs. Then again, what must the natives have thought to see some of the girls run up the escalators? I can still see Lois at the automat trying to get a glass of milk. And the expression on Myrtle’s face as she worked the dial telephone, 1 leave to your imagination. The mad scramble in the subway stations as the throngs tried to shove their way on and off the trains is still a nightmare. Once we thought Ruth was destined to stay on the train forever. Before she could get off the doors started to close. Only the timely heave on the door by Whitney and the swift yank on Ruth’s coat by Crafts dragged her to safety. I have no idea of the number of times some were lost on the subways. The tales of woe are still leaking out. Just today I learned that certain parties had to hire a taxi to get back across the city after riding half the night in the wrong direction in the subway. It was a mystery to me how most of the girls had blistered heels, but possibly it can be laid to new shoes and the sight-see- ing walk through the slums on the East Side. Picture if you can, streets lined with push cards laden with fish, fruit, vege- tables, clothes, old iron, and what not; sidewalks cluttered up by a sordid mass of humanity in the last stages of existence; all talking and cursing to the top of their lungs as they barter back THE VERLYN 19 and forth. What a relief it was to hoard the elevated on Second Avenue, and get away from the smell of fish, food, and people. They say variety is the spice of life. If it is so then we had plenty for we ate at automats and Beer Parlors at all hours; attended operas and Burlesque shows; Church on Easter morn and movies at night; Museum of Natural History and Zoolog- ical Gardens; Coney Island and Wall Street. As for the glamour and magnitude of Radio City coupled with the dizzy heights of the towering skyscrapers — I leave that to your imagination, too! H. K. NEW YORK The Ethical-Culture School The most absolutely progressive system used in any New York school is found in the Ethical-Culture Center. The chil- dren come from the better classes: mostly Jewish population who can afford a high tuition. Their 1. Os. range from one hundred ten to two hundred and over. The children may obtain a complete course through high school preparatory to college. Xo teacher has over fifteen pupils in a class. This allows for complete freedom, the key note of the school. The course of study is centered around pupil interest. Each child is allowed to choose what he wishes to do, guided by the teacher. Discussions are carried on by the students themselves with the ideal teacher wholly in the back- ground. The enthusiasts of this system sincerely feel that their graduates can compare creditably with those from other types of schools and that their pupils are better fitted to cope with present day and future problems of society. E. S. M. A. NEW HAMPSHIRE Mystery of Room X The railway station, built in Swiss chalet style, stood directly before us. Feeling the need of changing to heavier 20 THE VERLYN blouses, powdering our noses, and doing other little things that ladies “en route” do, we labored to extricate ourselves from the car. Crouching in half-back tackle position, we tried to raise our chilled, numbed feet high enough to avoid the baggage. A camel going through the needle's eye had nothing on 11s, hut finally we were firmly planted or. the ground. Yow for the rest room! But where in this weather beaten chalet was the entrance? Xot a soul in sight to ask! We divided and circled the building only to bump noses again at the starting point. In desperation we opened doors: R. R. Freight Depot, U. S. Post Office, Bell Telephone, Western Union. We ended up on the stairs to a private dwelling with no Room X in view. Here it dawned on us that the inn across the street was, after all, a public building whose keeper was, doubtless, behind the curtains giggling at our antics. In a body we charged it. Before we left the inn one of our party announced that she was going to run this mystery to earth. She'd never seen a railway station without a waiting room to say nothing of Room X's. She asked the innkeeper point blank and found out that we should have passed over Federal territory to our goal. Room X was incorporated with the Post Office. Well, well! On to the Big City where rooms is rooms and mysteries are bigger! E. S. RHODE ISLAND GLIMPSES Three hundred years ago Roger Williams led his band of non-conformists to these shores. Today the school children of Rhode Island are preparing for Tercentenary Pageants, learn- ing Indian chants, making posters and carefully stitching state flags of white, blue and gold. In observance of this event, Rhode Island Garden Clubs, at the annual Flower Show in the Rhode Island Auditorium, haye laid out an early village, complete from the water wheel to a tiny cemetery, hidden among the shrubs. THE VERLYN 21 In the museum of the Rhode Island School of Design 1 found many lovely displays from different countries and periods. A French window of the twelfth century, in deep blue, red and white caught my eye. It was no less lovely than Italian glass in the same intense colors. The thing I shall longest remember from my trip was the Boston Symphony Concert. It was their last program of the season, and people considered it the best. Their masterly ren- ditions of Rimsky-Korsakov, Debussy, Respighi and Brahms were received with vast applause. I shall be a better teacher be- cause 1 was privileged to listen. R. E. N. CHILD PLAY IN A MASSACHUSETTS SCHOOL Of the many schools I visited in Massachusetts, one is out- standing in my mind; this is the Winthrop school in Melrose. Here they were very progressive and believed in activity units and child-directed work. In the ‘‘A” group of second grad- ers we saw something very worthwhile and something that prov- ed their primary aim in self-direction. A short play entitled “Nancy’s Dream” was written by the children and given to the other grades in Assembly the fol- lowing morning. This was based on the “Dutch Twins’ in con- nection with a Dutch Unit. One child announced the play and gave a brief description of it. The children not in the play had helped in making stage scenery, posters and had given assistance in many ways. Nancy had a dream about Holland. When she was asleep the following people came in: wooden shoes, cheese, butter churn, houses, canals, dikes and various others. It cer- tainly showed what small children can do if they have the proper atmosphere in which to work. Now “Lyndonettes” go thou and do likewise; it is much easier than it looks. Children enjoy the “work-play” idea and are much happier than when they are reciting geography para- graphs or diagramming sentences. M. Carroll THE VERLYN oo v “DESCRIBE HIM MY DEAR WATSON” “Fire in each eye and papers in each hand, All rave, recite, and madden ’round the land.” Column 1 1. Doris Whitney 2. I.ois Page 3. Lydia Swanson 4. Myrtle Aldrich 5. Harry Keniston 6. Ruth Farmer T. Elizabeth Stanton 8. Marjorie Potter 9. Ethel Simpson 10. Marguerite Carroll 11. Josie Pomeroy 1 2. Edwina Towne 13. Edward Wilson I t. Edna Truell 15. Doris Crafts 10. Ruth Xewton IT. Lillias Moore 18. Lois Ham A Matching Test Column 2 ____“Have you summoned your wits from woolgathering?” ----“I do not set my life at a pin’s fee.” ----i am nothing if not critical. ----“The hand that hath made you fair hath made you good.” ----“There are occasions, causes, whvs, and wherefores in all things.” ----“The big round tears coursed one another down his innocent nose in piteous chase.” ____“(iive thy thoughts no tongue.” ----“I will never yield to song of siren, nor the voice of the hyena, the tears of the crocodile nor the howling of the wolf.” ----“A merry heart goes all the day.” ____“1 would help others out of a fel- low feeling.” ----“What e're she did was done with so much ease.” ____“Let the world slide. I’ll not budge an inch.” ____“The grass stoops not she treads on it so light.” ____“Bid me discourse and I'll enchant thine ear.” ____“But now Pm cabin'd, cribb’d, confined, bound in. ____“Merrily, merrily, shall I live ----“Wise men say nothing in danger- ous times.” ----“I am tied to the stake and I must stand the course.” 23 THE VERLYN SLUM PICTURES Our Lady’s cross is fingered by the sun who, slow to leave, goes strolling down the west. A woman, after factory work, pins to the line her man’s shirt; gropes in her basket and fills up the sagging line across the filthy alley dark below. An organ grinder tinkles sweet tunes that sing of far-off olive groves beside clean waters. A fruit vender curses the stinging dust a fickle breeze stirs up while blowing dirty paper down the street. The children whimper with the heat, the heavy traffic clangs, the elevated screams and whines. Behind Our Lady’s tower white clouds pile high like snow. L. W. Swanson. “It is most true — stylus virum arguit — our style betrays us. ' “Cudgel thy brains no more about it.” Key to (read 10 6 17 4 18 16 15 5 2 the Test down) 11 i 14 8 3 1 0 12 13 Junio rs THE VERLYN 25 GARNETTA ALLEN Mikado; Verlyn: Dramatic Club; Commence- ment Committee; Valentine Dance; Jr. Class Play. A certain dynamic dark headed young lass Can upset the morale of most any class Those characterizations, those witty retorts Have cheered up more Juniors who felt out of sorts. We're glad you’ve decided to come hack next year To brighten the faces of all those who are here. MARY AUSTIN Commencement Committee; Raster Service Committee; Valentine Dance Committee; Or- chestra. Like a whish of the March wind, a dash of the spring. Is the kind of an entrance that Mary can bring. She’s little and tiny yet she sure gets about. Sometimes we’re convinced that she’ll wear herself out. She’s the life of the party and when she’s around Not one but a dozen admirers abound. MARJORIE BROCK Handicraft Club; Mikado. Soft, brown eyes. Lighted with a smile, You’ll find her company Very worth while. Studious and quiet as can be. She’s a pal to you and a pal to me. ARLENE CAMPBELL Junior Council member: Etiquette Club; Edi- tor-in-chief of Verlyn; Dramatic Club. What have we here I ask of you? She's tall, she's blonde with eyes of blue. She makes the Verlyn toe the mark And has a feather-bed in which to park. In chapel she shouts about library books. Hut her actions betray her dignified looks. 26 THE VERLYN MARJORIE CAMPBELL Junior Council member; Pres. Etiquette Club; Mikado; Home Coming Committee. Bang! another nickel into the pay telephone, Now listen folks and you’ll hear central groan. “St. Johnsbury, please,” we hear a slam. Must be Marjorie’s calling up her bowling man. The most discouraging idea of this whole thing Is that he always seems to be Absent when she rings. VELMA CARTER Glee Club; President of Student Council; Class Play; Dramatic Club; Etiquette Club; Luncheon Committee; Mikado. A merry twinkle from sparkling eyes An understanding smile She’s one we take our troubles to Stay to chat with for awhile And when you come from Velma’s room the things which bothered you Don’t seem so big and somehow you don’t feel so very blue. RHEBA COLBV Verlyn; Dramatic Club; Glee Club; Mikado; Gypsy Fires; Secretary and Treasurer of Student Organzation; Handicraft Club. An atom of energy bounds up the stair With two snappy eyes and a shock of blonde hair If you’re in her way you must surely beware For she’ll push you aside with never a care If there’s work to be done you’ll find her around And a person like Rheba you just cannot down. MARJORY CURRIER Dramatic Club; Rook Club; Mikado; Verlyn. We have in our midst a certain Marj. Cur- rier Who’s generally late ’though we all try to hurry her. She powders her nose and she fixes her hair. Adjusts a new scarf ’round her neck with great care. Yet after we’ve waited for time without end We give her a welcome when once she de- scends. THE YERLYN 27 LUCY EDMUNDS Music Club; Verlyn; Mikado; Glee Club. A musical lass is our little Lucy She saws on the fiddle with vim; Though we know the sweet tones which she coaxes for us Are really intended for “him”. Perhaps in the future she'll travel de luxe And ride to her school in a blue grocery truck. HERBERT ELLIOTT Mountain Day Committee; Mikado. Intellectual? Yes, you'll all agree I'm sure, upon this point with me. Put bashfulness seems to reign supreme And shuts out friendly female beams. His expressions in poetry are really sublime So we'll let that make up for his lack of time. ETHELYN FINDLAY Commencement Committee; Verlyn; Gipsy Fires. Whenever your tresses refuse to wave And your temper’s beginning to rile. When the drawing assignment does cause you to rave And you simply can't conjure a smile, Just call upon Ethelyn, she'll fix it all up In her usual artistic style. ENID FEE Gipsy Fires; Valentine Dance; Commence- ment Dance; Verlyn. Slender and peppy with fiery locks, Enid is noted for undoing knots; If you've mixed up your phone calls just give her a ring, She’ll manage to remedy most anything. 28 THE VEELYN ELLEN FITCH Vice-president of Student Organization, Parent’s Day Committee; Dramatic Club: Handicraft Club; Mikado. A Jill of all trades is our president fair When there's work to do You’ll find Ellen there. The “midnite spreads” she used to make In any man’s country, would take the cake. KARLENE HAND Commencement Committee; Etiquette Club: Handicraft Club. Five minutes before a test begins Karlene commences to study, She dashes madly through her books And seeks help from everybody. We hope that tests won’t worry her so. Since into this wide world she now has to go. ALICE HOWE Art Club; Mikado. A rattle, a crash, a bang. She drives up in a blue sedan. Into the library and then to school. Hastiness seems to be the rule. In nature, she knows all about birds And of more wild animals than you’ve ever heard. UVA LONDRY Mikado; Verlyn. Little Diva Dondry came to Sanborn House to stay, Bringing all her cheerfulness and giving it away. She smiles on all the lonely ones And made them all smile too. When she’s around in Lyndon town. It's useless to be blue. THE VERLYN 29 LUCILLE MAGOON Commencement Committee; Mikado; Glee Club; Music Club. A certain fair classmate of our — Lucille, Has definite interests in .Jeffersonville. And each Wednesday night someone's sure to remark That it's drawing quite nigh unto seven o'clock sharp. And sure enough when the telephone rings It’s that waited for call that to answer she springs. alice McFarland Glee Club; Mikado. In need of a chauffeur? You needn’t hunt far. Just call upon Alice McFarland's car. She'll get you there over good highway or rough. And speaking of come-back” she sure has the stuff. And so if with her you will cast in your lot. For every appointment you’ll be on the spot. MADELINE RUSSELL Handicraft Club. Maxies even tempo Makes everyone feel at ease, She always tries her very best To do the things that please. I'm sure we all will miss her When L. X. S. she leaves. GRACE SARGENT Art Club; ICtiquette Club; Commencement Com mittee. Little Grace Sargent, a virtuous lass. Commutes from the ’Vill to and from every class. And some little bird has placed in our ear A message that perhaps she’s returning next year; And we know that in Lyndon our Junior crowd She’ll represent so we’ll always be proud. 30 THE VERLYN EVELYN SMITH Etiquette Club. We scream, we yell with all our might But alas her eyes are still closed tight. She sleeps peacefully on through any noise Except that made by Missouri boys. Oh wake, oh wake my sleeping one, You’re surely missing lots of fun. DOROTHY SPAULDING Music Club; Mikado; Extension Week Com- mittee; Verlyn. A dignity just all her own, An independent air. Is shown in Dotty’s stately walk And the way she does her hair. Yet underneath it all, it seems. A lot of fun abounds, And when you hear a merry laugh You’ll know that she’s around. DALE SPENCER President Athletic Association; Etiquette Club; Music Club; Mikado. Our clever young leader of Sports, Miss Spencer, Is a vigorous planner and active word fencer. At a school scavenger party or social she’ll shine. And she furnishes Normal School many a good time. We surely will all miss having Dale about, Of her success as a teacher we have no doubt. MARION SUTTON Mikado. A courageous person if there ever was one, She’s also just chuckful of fun. She hustles from classes to and fro, She always seems to be on the go. Three cheers for Marion, we’re all for you And with flying colors hope you’ll come thru. THE VERLYN 31 BARBARA TEMPLE Commencement Committee; Dramatic Club; Mikado; Verlyn. From the village of Lyndonville not far away Comes our friend, Barbara, day after day. Be it rain, or be it shine She usually arrives sometime before nine. And when in history questions we ask To answer them correctly is Barbara's task. DORIS WEST Etiquette Club; Mikado; Easter Service Com- mittee; Verlyn. Nonchalant, jaunty, the wise-cracking West In argumentation can beat all the rest; If you mention the country you’ll hear her explode. It seems that she’s partial to city abode. Yet we hear from some source that her summer vacation’s To be spent ah, alas, in a farming location. ETHEL WEST Commencement Committee; Etiquette Club; Dramatic Club. Young Ethel is one of the typewriting Wests And away at the mimeograph grinds. Often times you will see her in smock neat- ly dressed As she turns out those letters and lines. She’s always too busy to stop and to rest, And she does well each task that she finds. MARJORIE WILLIAMS Commencement Committee; Etiquette Club; Dramatic Club; Mikado. A perfect type of teacher This Randolph lass will he. All her knowledge she doth bestow On those less fortunate than she. She helps each person with his work And never does a duty shirk. 32 THE VERLYN PAULINE WILLIAMS Commencement Committee; Mikado; Eti- quette Club. Oo-oo-la-la, my little love, And how are you my turtle dove? These words are familiar to us all Prom one quite beautiful and tall. We all know you. Polly, for the good scout you are, And with your personality, you should go far. RUTH KINSMAN Bradford, Vermont Thetford Academy Glee Club 1. 2; Dramatic Club 1, 2; Etiquette Club 1, 2; Chairman Christmas Party Com- mittee 2; “Master ’ Verlyn Circus 2; “Gypsy Fires” 1; “The Doctor ’ 2; “Workhouse Ward” 2; “Mikado” 2. Ruth is that girl with dramatic art Who has ability to take any part. She’s also noted for her ready wit And willingness to do her bit. If you should have a worried frown It will be wiped away by this merry clown. THE VERLYN 33 CLASS PROPHECY Listen good people and you shall hear Of a dream I had of a future year. 'Twas the early summer ’55 And all of our class was still alive Enjoying life on this great sphere. I said to myself, before 1 awake Prom this nightmare phantasy of mine I’ll ask the gods of sleep to fake My classmates lives at this modern time. The first old friend who caught my eye Was Polly Williams shouting “Hi!” She placed her hand upon her head. And said “Oh, kids I’m almost dead, I’ve just put all twelve tads to bed.” Then I chanced to glance across the street, From whence came prancing horses feet. In a miserable buggy built for two Sat Doris West with her farmer true. Bringing milk to town and butter, too. And the hired hands behind them sat. Now both were short and rather fat; Marge Williams and Herbie for all of that. From the other side of the street there came A big Rolls-Royce with a lady fair. Emerald eyes and Titian hair, Which shone more brightly than a flame; And there beside her on the seat Another dame looked just as sweet. They seemed surprised at sight of me; Behold! our friends, Magoon and Fee! I asked the girls of Dotty’s fame, With open mouths they soon explained; It seems Miss Spaulding found it meet To be a night club hostess gay, To spend her time in naughty play. A waitress at her favorite spot Was Maxie Russell, believe it or not. 34 THE VERLYX These things quite took my breath avvav; But then they hastened on to say That Karlene Hand had wed a King; E. Findlay famed in Art, today Had won a prize at Baffin Bay. Ellen Fitch had traveled far With nature columns for the “Star.” 1 have no doubt they were divine For all her work was always fine. As I was just about to start I saw a sight which wrung my heart— Arlene Campbell as a clown Was turning handsprings round and round; And Evelyn Smith on a flying trapeze Both in the circus, just come to town. And doing their stunts with the greatest of ease. Barb Temple’s hair has turned quite gray Because of John, her long lost man Who finds great joy at home; in truth he can With Gracie Sargent’s quiet ways. That’s not all, for here I find Dale Spencer at the same old grind Of catching a man that would spend his time In listening to all “she” had to sav. o � Net Allen had left the village green To try her luck upon the screen. Alice McFarland her part had played In preparing Xetta for the scene. It was closing time at Hutchins’ Camp As Ethel West I chanced to spy A-making eyes, (the little scamp) At a well dressed man across the way. “He’s got the dough”, I heard her say As she turned about to catch my eye. I came to a church at the end of a lane, A tone rang out on the evening air I recognized the familiar strain THE VERLYN 35 As Lucy’s voice in the village choir. Xext on the list came Mary Brock Who owned a little Beauty Shop She fixed me up with clays and creams And henna-rinsed my graying hair. 1 hopped a plane — In the aisle 1 spied A slim young girl who was glorified With shining crown of gold-brown hair, Mary Austin, hostess of the air. 1 left the plane at Hollywood, Where a new star was making good. The name somehow caused me to start; Ruth Kinsman, comedienne, bless my heart. I found Miss Londry with lower grades, Teaching current topics before a class She was building houses, not of glass But with cartoons as visual aids. In a tiny house beneath a pine I ran across a quaint old sign; “Miss Colby’s Rare Antiques For Sale”. And from behind a Chippendale Out popped Miss Carter with a smile. She said: “I’ve just been helping Chet By killing tree bugs for a while.” Marj. Currier is waiting yet For the ideal man she hopes to get; Xow can't you guess from all these reams That she’s the one who dreamed such dreams? R. Colby and M. Currier A PLAY IN TWO ACTS A RESUME Act I Time: September 1934 Scene: Lyndon Normal School The characters in this play are Madame President. Doro- thy Spaulding; Mister Vice-President, Herbert Elliot; Miss Sec- retary and Treasurer, Alice Dwinell; Miss Class Advisor, Miss Hoffman and class members. We hope y photos With all our Behold Eddie a Farmer Now what sh do? Does Mona 1 Harry? Isn’t Letha see? What makes smile so It might b« maybe. How dignifii look! And the they cute We’ve tried t moods So we hope du'II like our little pets, too and Ruth who’s uld a Plummer iok like the old a Fairchild to the Beanites’ broad? self-boarding, d the Seniors Gesties , aren’t pose in all our our photos suit. ’ LYNDON THE VERLYN 38 The most striking scene of this act is one on the campus during the winter months. The whole normal school is present and a winter sports carnival is going on. Our characters are having a grand time laughing but. all the same, seem to be com- ing out the winners in numerous events. The skating events are exciting, especially the beginners race, taken by Rheba Colby, the “petite” of the class. This group also took the down hill salaam with Ellen Fitch coming out first. This scene closes with many cheers as the Freshmen take the carnival from the other classes. The other special scene depicts the basketball games with Johnson Normal School. It seems strange that the Freshmen should make up more than half the team for Bernardine Sey- mour, Marjorie Currier, and Velma Carter are on the team and Dale Spencer is the Manager. This picture furnishes much ex- citement even though one of the games is lost to the opponents. Act II Time: June 1936 Scene: The same. In this we add four new members to the cast, Liva Lon- dry, Alice Howe, Mary Austin, and Marion Sutton and lose two, Bernardine Seymour and Edna Carter. A few of the parts are changed however. Madame President is Ellen Fitch; Madame Vice-President, Marjorie Currier; Miss Secretary and Treasurer. Marjorie Brock; and Miss Class Advisor, Miss Frisby. This group furnishes one of the main characters of the “Mikado”, an operetta given by the school. The part of the Mikado’s son is played by the one boy, Herbert Elliot. We see one of the scenes from the operetta and find many of our char- acters posing as the Japanese men and women of the chorus. Another scene of this act shows our characters welcoming groups from the other state normal schools and spending a day playing games and getting acquainted with girls and boys who are doing the same work as they are. The outstanding scenes of this act are the ones depicting scenes from the practice teaching experiences of the class. These experiences vary from Hallowe’en parties to farm units, then THE VERLYN 39 hack to parties of sliding and sugaring-off. The members of the caste continue their club activities and good class work of the preceding year and all goes well. The last few scenes show a group dressed in old-fashioned apparel giving the play, “She Stoops to Conquer”, others decorating a hall for the commence- ment dance and the last picture catches the whole troupe array- ed in caps and gowns proudly holding their diplomas. Thus endeth this play of the activities of a graduating class of Lyndon Normal School. CLASS WILL We, the undersigned, do hereby draw up our last will and testament, and do bequeath these gifts to the class of 1937. Mary Austin leaves her pep, vim and vigor and, incidentally, her winning way with the opposite sex to Karlene Russell. Dale Spencer leaves her nonchalance and happy-go-lucky spirit to Isabel Mugford. Enid Fee leaves her ability to be contented with only one man to Kay Munn. Barbara Temple and Marjorie Williams kindly leave their pro- fessional attitude and appearance to poor “Lola” Currier. Arlene Campbell leaves her untiring efforts in the library and on the Verlyn to Kenneth Stockman. Pauline Williams leaves her ready wit and inimitable tongue to Karlene Exley. Lucille Magoon kindly leaves her diamond to Alice Cass. Madeline Russell leaves her serene calm outlook upon life to Martha Patterson. Ethelyn Findlay leaves her artistic ability to Marjorie Ford. Dorothy Spaulding leaves her gracious manner to Beth White. Rheba Colby leaves her even temperament to Betty Hubbard. Garnetta Allen leaves her dramatic ability to Deane Bullock. Herbert Elliott leaves his reserved and bashful manner to Henry Ford. “Marj” Currier has decided to leave ? little of her height to “Bun” Ford. 40 THE VERLYN Velma Carter leaves her well organized notebooks to Dorothy Cowling . Lucy Edmunds leaves her red bow tie to Henry Ford. Alice McFarland leaves her car to Elsie Rollins so that her journey to school will be easier. Grace Sargent leaves her penetrating voice to Elsie Tucker. Karlene Hand leaves her strength and vim to Marjorie Smith. Doris West leaves her love for 4 he metropolis to Bernice Web- ster. Marjorie Brock leaves her domestic traits to Esther Beck. Marjorie Campbell leaves her position at Miss Frisby’s to Marion Blaine. Ellen Fitch leaves her office as chief cook and bottle washer at Sanborn teas to Mona Aldrich. Alice Howe leaves her car to Harland Merriam. Liva Lon dry leaves her initiative to “Curt” Lamberton. Evelyn Smith leaves her ability to sleep indefinitely to Flora Osgood. Marion Sutton leaves her independent nature to Wilma Garron. Ethel West leaves her position in Miss Rudd’s office to Letha Me Lam. Respectfully submitted, Enid J. Fee Lucille M. Magoon CLASS GIFTS To Mary Austin we present an anchor so that she will have something with which to hold her many male admirers. To Marjorie Brock a siren so that she will no longer have to exert her vocal organs in order to awaken her roommate in the morning. To Arlene Campbell a pocketful of pennies so that some of the enormous debt owed by the Class of 1936 for library books may be paid. To Marjorie Campbell a bowling alley so that she may practice before trying her luck at Portland Street. THE VERLYN 41 To Velma Carter an instructive hook on “How to Grade N. Chester.” To Rheba Colby the Nobel Prize for 1930. To Enid Fee an airplane so that she can go home evenings to Newport and will not have to wait until week ends. To Ellen Fitch a piece of “string” in hopes that she may find a profitable use for it. To Ethelyn Findlay a snare drum so that she may enter the orchestra at Washington next year. To Marjory Currier an alarm clock in hopes that she may get places on time next year. To Lucille Magoon a house in Arlington Square. To Dorothy Spaulding an extra hour of time so that she will have some time to herself. To Madeline Russell an electric dish washer so that she will be freed from some of her toil and labor in the dishpan. To Dale Spencer a package of dates so that she will never be without one. To Evelyn Smith a sense of humor. To Marjorie Williams a pair of padded slippers so that she may walk with a lighter step and not disturb her neighbors. To Pauline Williams a turtle dove so that she may dis- tinguish that from a tadpole. To Ethel West a pair of dancing feet so that she may have no more trouble along that line. To Herbert Elliot a yeast cake so that lie may rise to the occasion. To Garnetta Allen we give a pacifier to keep the children quiet while she entertains on Saturday nights. To Alice McFarland we give a perfect man so that she'll have no trouble in deciding which one she likes best. To Grace Sargent we give a bag of kisses since she says she's never had any. To Karlene Hand we give some life savers just in case the canoe tips over some night. To Barbara Temple we give a rolling pin since she expects to embark upon the stormy sea of matrimony. We trust that she will use it to a good advantage. 42 THE VERLYN To Mrs. Sutton we give a Big Ben polite alarm clock that won’t disturb other members of her household, but will get her up so that she may reach school in time for chapel. To Mrs. llowe we give a generous supply of tires so that she won’t have to stop and pump her old ones up on the way to school. To Doris West we give a few acres of land in a nice isolated area of Vermont for her prospective farm. To Liva Londry a “Hoodsie.” BELIEVE IT OR NOT You can “believe it or not” but we have heard that: Doris West is thinking of spending the summer on a farm in Kirby. Enid Fee spent the week end of January 10th at Sanborn House and Howard didn’t come down. Alice McFarland walked from Sanborn House to the Insti- tute instead of driving her car on April 28th. “Marge” Currier was the first member to get into History class on November 3rd. Dorothy Spaulding was seen riding a bicycle up and down the main street of Lyndonville. Ellen Fitch has refused to make the tea for the Faculty Tea. Garnetta Allen didn’t have an answer for Miss Frisby in English class on February 20th. Karlene Hand is campaigning for students to come for third year. Lucille Magoon has taken only four “nights out” this year. We recall last! Pauline Williams wouldn’t accept a date this entire year. Mary Austin actually asked “Fee” if she could use her lipstick. Marjorie Brock was heard shouting from her room down to the self-boarders cupboards on December 15th. THE VERLYN 43 Arlene Campbell made the mistake of getting up at 6.4.5 instead of G.50 one morning. Liva Londry had her car in Lyndon for a week without using it. Maxie Russell had to be spoken to by the Dean for being noisy in the corridor. For one entire week Marjorie Williams didn’t get up early to study. CLASS POEM Memories ’Tis not the end of all, Tis but the real beginning. When we leave in June, we’ll take away A golden heritage of memories; A still, clear night, the deep blue heavens ablaze With countless stars, Orion, Sirius; A gorgeous sunrise over snow-capped Burke; A golden sunset in the western sky above the pines. Our memories of our school are dear, Our friendships dearer; But hark! The great, wide world is calling loudly, We must go. I.. Edmunds SONNET What are you, World? Why do you roll, Earth-ball, And float forever in a sea of light? Why spin among the stars, and never fall Or deviate in your predestined flight? What are you, Time? What is the master clock That regulates the space of night and day? How long has surf dissolved the stubborn rock, And licked the rim of continent away? I witness sunlight overflow the dark, And wonder at the truths I cannot find, Like some night-moth attracted by a spark, Bewildered by the flame that leaves her blind. These marvels are so far beyond our skill That man seems blind as moth, or blinder still. Herbert Elliott 44 THE VERLYN AN UNWRITTEN SYMPHONY In the still, dark hours of the night When distant stars shed pure, serene, white light, I lie in peaceful slumber, sweet and deep, When heavenly music rouses me from sleep. I lie, afraid to move, 'tis mine alone; Xo mortal could produce such perfect tone. The beauty of the stars is mirrored there; A world of joy is there, a world of care; The peace and solitude of forest air. There is in it the sweetness of the flowers; 'I'lie cleansing purity of summer showers. Ecstatic waves of joy o’er me roll; That symphony, unwritten, fills my soul. It passes, and the last note dies away— Twas mine alone, and yet perhaps someday— Oh God, that I might write that symphony. That all m ight love its pure harmony; And feel, as 1, God’s gift of peace and love Sent down to us — a glimpse of Heaven above. L. Edmunds Freshmen “Freshmen PRIDE COMES BEFORE A FALL One day with very little thought, I decided to take a little walk. Over my shoulder I gayly threw My how and arrow so bright and new. I’d show Jim Smith with his new gun To have bow and arrow, I was the one. i very proudly stepped along With little in my heart but song. Ah, listen to my tale of woe And never try to make a show. I shot my arrow in the air, It fell on earth, I knew not where. The very next day with rage profound The man it fell on came around. In less time than it takes to tell lie showed me where that arrow fell. Me told my pa with seeming joy That he must spank his naughty boy. And now I do not greatly care To shoot my arrows in the air. Flora Osgood 48 THE VERLYN A DESCRIPTION Destiny rests like a heavy shroud over the weary form of the old lady waiting patiently at the information booth for time has not dealt kindly with her, and good fortune appears never to have visited her home. The crowd is milling around her, yet. with the quiet patience with which she accepts life, making no sound, attracting no notice, never moving except to draw her worn shawl closer around her frail shoulders, she waits. Sad and neglected she stands but wait; she turns a beautiful pair of eyes upon me and my meditations are broken for now I see in those love filled eyes that she is somebody’s mother and he is coming home. Isabelle Mugford PORTRAIT OF A NEWSBOY Slowly he turned away from the bars. The haggard face and tortured eyes he saw there twisted and warped his little soul. A tear squeezed out and with a grubby fist he brushed it angrily away. Pain untold shown in the tragic eyes lifted to the guards curt “Move On!” Only eight years, only a child, yet so sad, so alone and so hopeless. Where was the Savior of little children his father had ta’ked about? He had let justice throw an innocent father into prison for a crime never committed. He had left a small child with a selfish and greedy mother who cared nothing for him but the money he furnished for liquor and cigarettes. He suf- fered severe punishment if this money was not forthcoming. Head low he made his way along the dirty streets. The cold wind cut through his ragged and threadbare clothes like lightning through a sheet of paper. He shivered. Grief, no THE VERLYN 40 supper and a dry crust for lunch had left a queer gnawing ache in his stomach. He opened the door of what looked like a condemned apartment house. All was darkness. The clammy coldness chilled him to the marrow bone. No welcome, no food, not even a fire awaited him. He placed his meager earnings where his mother’s greedy eyes might easily fall upon it and crept away. He crawled between the dirty quilts on the floor and sobbed into the darkness. Finally he sank into an exhausted and troubled slumber. There was no rest. The struggle went on. Something was pulling him down, down, down, into the depths. It would have been so easy to go but a haggard and troubled face appeared and called him back. “Wait, wait for me. You musn’t leave me alone.” He awoke in the early dawn, weary and sick at heart. His mother had not returned and cramming two crusts of bread in his pocket he stole out into the cold grey dawn for the printing office. The cruel wind had brought a storm of sleet and snow which cut his face and blinded his sight. He was grateful for the warmth of the printing office. With a bundle of papers under each arm he set out for his corner. The wind tossed his voice and carried his call down the street: Papers, Papers — Bandit Escapes — Post —First Edi- tion — Papers, Papers — ($.02) two cents sir — Papers. Trade was poor. People did not leave the warmth of their fireside on such a day. All day he stood in the cold. He wasn't even missed at school. They were rather glad to be rid of him for his pinched face and stricken eyes made them uncomfortbale. It grew too late for a visit to the jail. He dared not go home. He had sold barely enough papers all day to pay for his crusts of bread. Darkness fell and still he stood there, lie didn’t mind standing there. In fact nothing mattered. The hot then cold chills wig- gling up and down his spine all day had ceased to annoy. And the dragging pain in his chest had wandered through his whole 50 THE VERLYN body making his feet heavy and his head dizzy. A policeman tapped him severely on the shoulder, “Move on boy ' Dragging one foot after another lie made his way home. He had no sense of time or direction but, as a wounded animal, instinct led him. He knew not when he reached shelter hut was grateful for the meager warmth of the ragged quilt before he sank into exhausted sleep. There were no kindly arms around him, nothing to keep out the cold. There was no mother’s longing to soothe his weary soul, only the storm and the driving rain on the roof. He struggled again, but he could no longer see the face and hear the call. Instead a new voice called and beautiful music soothed him. The gentle voice called Suffer little child, come unto me!” He saw a vision, a kindly face and beside the vision was his father, no longer haggard and haunted but smiling and arms wide. With a happy sigh he tripped to meet them. A quiver passed over the little form and then lay still. Outside the storm had subsided. The rain had turned to snow which fell gently as though fearing to awaken the little figure. All was peace. Isabelle Mugford MINUTES An excursion train was making a run from Whitefield, New Hampshire to the World's Fair at Chicago. They were going down grade at the rate of sixty miles an hour. The fire- man had let the firebox get low. Now he was shoveling coal rapidly. The train kept on at the same rate. They were getting nearer Devil’s Gap. There high, jagged rocks rose on both sides of the track. Just beyond the gap there was a curve. It was necessary to go quite slowly at this place. THE VERLYN .51 Was the engineer sleeping at his post? “Wake up,” the fireman shouted. The engineer did not move. With one leap the fireman covered the distance between them. The engineer’s scragglv hair had fallen down over his white face. His hands were stiff. He was dead. Cold sweat appeared upon the fireman’s brow. With a great heave he pushed the engineer’s dead body away from the seat. Once more there was a brawny hand upon the throttle. He pushed it in and pulled at the brake. The train was going at a moderate rate when they rounded Devil’s Curve beyond the Gap. He glanced at his watch, they had lost time. Could they reach the sidetrack before the Boston to Portland bound train came? The train fairly flew as he pulled the throttle. How had they lost time? The train had gone faster than usual except for a few minutes. He glanced at the engineer’s dead body and wished that someone would come. Town after town whizzed by. Another thought came to his mind. There was no fireman. Would the coal last? Wasn’t one death enough? Perhaps the train would stop. He could hear the imaginary screams of women and children, who were now so happy. He pictured the scene after the two trains met. Straining his eyes to see if there were any trains in the distance yet, he kept the throttle open. Like a heavenly vision the sidetrack appeared in the dis- tance. He pulled at the brakes and the train slowly stopped. “Came pretty near being a wreck didn’t there?” he cried to a man at the near-by station in a quavering voice. “Why no,” was the casual reply. “You're five minutes early.” AN ANCESTOR OF WHOM I AM PROUD I have. I believe, an ancestor far back on my family tree who can be claimed by all. Some of us refuse to recognize the relationship and become hotly angry or highly indignant when- 52 THE VERLYN ever it is mentioned. Nevertheless the fact remains. So whv is it not best to look it directly in the face and say, “Things might have been much worse?” I, for one am proud of this, my lonely ancestor. I think with pride of his stature and physique. Like all feminine crea- tures I admire height and strength. This million times great grandfather of mine stood over seven feet tall without his shoes. His shoulders were not as broad as one m ight wish but his arms were wonderous to behold. They dangled far below his knees. In fact they reposed limply on the ground if he chanced to pause for a moment in meditation. His legs were short and greatly bowed but I overlook them with a smile. Are not bow legs the mark of an intelligent child who walked before the proper age? I pause again when I picture his jaw. Long and promin- ent it was and cut on those lines which spell determination. He seldom, if ever smiled to display his strong, white teeth, which, like those of many of our closer relatives, much resembled fangs. His deep set. thoughtful eyes saw everything, every ripple of grass, every tremble of leaf. His ears also were small; and though that is commonly thought to mean stinginess, I interpret it as thrift. One thing greatly in favor of my long ago father was his appetite. He ate anything, anywhere. His hostess never felt the embarrassment caused by a finicky guest. He never worried about his waist line — neither did he consider going on a diet. Judging from past experiences I must say that he would be the model visiting relative. His evening clothes, as well as those worn everyday, were simple but costly. Never did he indulge in cheap blue serge or flimpsy white linen. Day and night his apparel was of that ma- terial know as “monkey skin”, now much coveted by society ladies. His method of travel was most unique. Packards and V8s meant nothing in his active life. He swung lightly and rapidly through the cool green leaves, now raising his powerful hands — now that graceful appendage at the end of his back- bone known to us as a tail. TUE VERLYN 53 This which I have described, I claim as my grandfather several hundred times removed. A grandfather who lived hum- bly and honestly, who fought fairly and often — who was victor every time except one. He was an old grandfather on that day when he lost. Hut he left a long line of descendants to come down through the ages and be proud that he died “w ith his boots on.” When I look, with no disrespect, on our present relatives and our posterity I can say that he is one of whom I can honest- ly be proud. Kathryn Munn TO BURKE MOUNTAIN You stand so beautiful, so grand, so solemn, so serene Somehow I think you’re trying to teach us how to live. You reach forever toward the vast blue floor of heaven And to the world your greatest beauties give. Ah, Burke, your lofty majesty is one small piece of God, And so is man, and so is sod. Bernice Webster APRIL Here comes a friendly shower Which will make a little flower Lift up its fair, proud head. It will make a living bower Near a musty, time-worn tower, So April giveth life unto the dead. Bernice Webster 54 THE VERLYN THE SEA Whenever l’m filled with self-conceit I like to go down to the sea and meet Myself as I really am, Only a pebble — just one man. I like to sit on the cliffs so high That it seems my head is touching the sky; To gaze at the turbulent sea below. Seeking the truths I long to know. As I sit alone with the sky and the sea A sweet, calm peace steals over me, Taking the burdens from mv weary soul Unhappy and lost, a lamb from the fold. The whispering waves, so wild and free Whisper an age old story to me. They tell of heroes, bad and bold. And buried treasures of silver and gold. It tells me of hardships, joys and of strife Just like I find on my sea of life. It fills my soul with a longed-for rest And urges me on to do my best. It restores the courage that 1 need It can bend my soul like a slender reed And now 1 can go back to the world again A happier, wiser, and better man WORD PICTURES The sleepy, dusty little village looked care-worn and neg- lected from its long vigil as guardian of the eccentricities of the desert at whose edge it stood. —Alice Griggs Name Handle Hangout Ambition Hobby Mona Aldrich Snukkles From Parlor To lie a Fiji Islander rtuslnc rainbows Other llcck ••Becky At the nrikhlsHS Play first fiddle RldltiK a bicycle Marion Ilia Inc Marion Boat on Waitress' CKauffeurtns Dean ItuUock Dean” Kaat Burke To learn to dance StodyliiK Alice Cam -Alley Itarion To 1 mvcl ItaclecloVoiiy Z.-.la Chaffee •Z-dle Kihel'n car Sunday School l«Kh r Itolnc lessons In class Shirley Chase Shirt-tall Icb's Room To rest In proce Maklnc scrap hooks Dorothy Cowling Dot1 Holler Room To own a Ford Rldline to SI. J. and back VloCa Currier Thelmv Curtis “Lola Curt Movies Bakery shop To be able to pby a harmonica To be a swd cook Collector of anchors Mnklnjt Cookies Karlene Kvlcy Kay Heart To he an opera atar tllvlme advice Wilfred KJIIott Teddy Room 21 Waiter and better Muffins To be |ulet for five minutes To reach hlch places Drtvlmt a coupe Henry Ford Marjorie Ford Walter Dick Itehlml a acrecn In art room l ola'a Room Teaainc the ladles TaklnK plclures Marion Ford llun Bean To sln Danclnc Wilma (Sarron Mlahle Institute To recite Sinking Alice Crises ■•AT1 Hoi lanii. VI. Be a writer ItllK-pemit Mnncuerlte Hovey Ada Ilean Co to a Dance Drlvlme a ear Raymond t-arnlxrloii Curt Vc Hide Tavern Minus Ringing the door bell HIM� Martin Hilda Library To set atl A’a Farmlmt Leiha Melam Lee Room «0 To Have a Fairchild St tidy Ink Kathryn Munn Kay Front Porch To own a full lenieth Mirror To «et thin Writing lelters laabelle Munford Katrina Kitchen Collect Ink Junk Flont Osicood •Flip Horn’s Room To Krow tail Horwrback rldfnk Harbara Vajr P «e II The Hall To be a detective Rldlmt horseback Martha Paterseri •Tibi Smith CottaKe To act a man Wash Ink dishes Marjorie Peake •Mantle Tea Shoppe To be Yt. nut SlayliiK out e.f school Kltie Kolllna Male Room M To live near Atpa Walking Karlene Hua� ll Karl Library lllsher Kdueatlon Maklnk bw.kl.ls Lillian Sawyer ••nr Art Room aivlns key of A flat Writing p-st cards to Woodsvltle Ihmclnk Kllnor Scott •Tlllle Barton Hollywood Kvrlyn Sheltra Shrimp Greenwood's To crow up Collecting movie Marian Simpson Marjorie Smith Simple Marsle Pierces Mill Home To be the first woman president To be an orchestra leader proKiare.s Dolnk art Clianke coiffures May Stevenr Stevie Plymoulh LntmliiK to roller skate Rldlnk Kennel h Stockman Ken Ve Olde Tavern Learn (0 slnic Sin kink llariand M err lam Alps Swell Carlton -Alp Creamery Mm. Howe'a oar To Is- a second Fred Astaire To teach Knsllah Throw Ink craaers RlolOfcy Klale Tucker Klale Library To keep the library |ulet Talkmc In clan Clara Webatrr Claire Ihitivllle To have Moore Kallnk peanut. Krma Whltcorrib Whit Ilean Cot lake To have more sleep Rating Kllxabeth White Heth Arlene Campbell's Room CuceaTf? To fly Tennis IlemlCC Webster • It. Webb To eat potatoes Wrtllnk poetry Hetty Hubbard Belay” Movie theatre To be Queen of Kmcland Dolnk nothing Pet Expression Favor.te Song O la-tha! I'm Putting All My F.gg In One Basket Wall The Touch of Vour Lip Well now! Bye Bye Blunt Well 1 'lon'l see l.ittlc lllowm Well 1 think My Alice Blue flown Oh! my Wuke pp and King Why worry Yes We Have No lUn.-inns Oh: llcnry Oh tilw Me a Pile In a Ford V« lley Onus Knrs 1 lon’l Give Up Ihe Ship Now girls lamkey Igiokry. Here Cornea Cookie 1 don't know Sleepy Head Atrocity after Atrocity le t Me Osll You Utxle Matrimonial atrocity Alone My lone are so sore lary llo-ves It make me an mad The W.string of tho My! Heavens Green Beautiful lady In Blue Oh! Ixtnd le.vely I sidy Now listen Ia-1 Me CHII Yon Sweetheart Hy the lifting 1 feel like a Feather In The lire-io Well! I've Got a Feeling Your Foolin' 1 don't know There's a Tavern In the Town After all girls Jimmy Had a Nickel Hey! 1 fori like a Feather In lit Itrc. r.- Now you know you like Jolll the Navy me Is that HO Blue Ikanuhe My bosrs are so sore The Broken Record Oh! my l nr Me Alone Oh! geo Unger a Utile linger IVni'l lake my word When 1 Grow To . Old for It To Pream Our eats are so cute Mtonllght and Rrale Oil! my let's Face the Music and Ik� nee Well. If they will I will Sailor Beware 1 haven't looked at It lavat flee! Bicycle Built foe Two I’ve got to go to work 111 Be Following In Your Footsteps Time Is up Gay Cabdlro Blow me down Ughts Out Ity cracky That Golden Haired Isold I. of Mine Holy moses Whistling In the Dark Ge t MU of here and Moonlight and Rrwles m at mly loti «Jon't know My Alice Blue Gown Act your nm but «lor.'l Red Ralls In Ihe Sunset croon Oh! no I won't Pal O Mine What ai;it in What's the Name of Ttial Song Motto Famous tor I t yountelf go Dancing Ik what you .to when you feel like It 1 Croton or bust Be prefared ••Art Gelling places on time StlUllnUMIfSM Smile and the world siullrs with you Never do now what you cvvn do Inter Better n days rest than know beige St. J. or bust Never do to-night what you can lomormw Rolling Slones gather no muss I«o or die Opinions laughing Brains Arguments for St J. A. Streamline laugh Freckles Singing M’s wait Smile and the girls laugh at yon Don't worry Argumentative ability Ills name Art Ix-t Pat Kffftclsncy Wake up and sing Grin Ilon'l CTO� bridges too soon Never walk when you ran ride Bark Is worse than a bite Adjectives Car Yoke- Be prepared Saying right 1 hinge Never give up Oral reports 1 v. your da nub at Wise cracks Never lake advice Slxo Stop. I� ok and Usten Bothering people Let's hurry up Giggling I'll get my man Climbing Silence Is golden Good springs Jog on Adjectives Work for II Is coming Units Never get absorbed In Grandpa's chair Lawyer's houtes arc built of fool's heads You go and I'll follow Kittens Finger waves Steam looks Love me love my cur Joke Rhythm In my nursery rhyme I Ove thy neighbor Hup dance Dance Follow the fleet Forgetting Never do that which others will do for you Work for the night Is coming Silence Is golden Dancing Dramatic PcmurcnoH Be gcod be happy Pctll singing Bo good and you'll mia- ou lot of fun Never do anything you ran help Love many trust few Keonomy Singing IVipeyc Making sloven run Hitch your wages� to a crown Red hair THE VERLYN 55 What a world of fascination there is in a road, a winding ribbon, smoothly paved or rutted and bumpy, bordered with billboards or trees, that beckons toward adventure an I romance, forever calling and persuading us. —Elsie Rollins The talkative old “model T” came sputtering and choking down the lane trying to be as conspicuous as possible. Puffing and boiling over with rage, it steamed through the dirty mud puddles. —Let ha Me Lam The tiny brown house nestled in under the hill like a frightened little held mouse hiding from a wild thunderstorm. —Mona Aldrich The weeping willow tree bent its head in sympathetic sor- row as the girl, leaning against its trunk, read of her lover’s death. —Karlene Russell The tower looked down from its majestic height and laugh- ed at the ineffectiveness of man; looked up and laughed at the imbecility of the clouds; stood straight and laughed in the teeth of the howling gale, yet fell beneath the gentle blow of time. —Isabelle Mugford JOKES Miss White: “What would you do to encourage all the rooms to go quietly through the halls?” Miss Hoffman in reading class: “Miss Cowling, pro- nounce he-n. Dot. Cowling: “Hen.” Miss Hoffman: “Whoops, be careful. You are running the hen into (n).” 56 THE VERLYN Sepulchral Timid Little Referee: “Now the last thing I wish is any unpleasantness.” Burly Footballer: Any more last wishes?” Heady Thought Headmaster: And how did you get the idea of becom- ing a teacher?” Applicant: ”1 thought that the black-board would set off my blond hair so beautifully.” Could Trust Mother As Mr. Caveman was gnawing at a bear-bone in his cave one morning, his wife rushed in screaming. “Quick, George!” she shouted, Get your club!” What’s up?” he asked. “Mother's out there, and there’s a sabre-tooth tiger com- ing!” gasped his wife. Mr. Caveman returned to his bone. “And why should I care,” he grunted, “what happens to a sabre-toothed tiger? In mother’s day the girls went to school to pursue learn- ing. Now it seems, girls go to school to learn pursuing. Then there is that certain Irishman who went to the zoo and looked at a giraffe. After surveying the creatures skeptic- ally, he said. Ye can’t fool me. There ain’t no such animal.” We Wondered Too Miss Wilson (in Current Events class, to Elsie Tucker) : “What man did the most for international peace in 1935?” Elsie: “Rear-Admiral Richard E. Byrd because of his establishing friendly relations at the South Pole.” Miss Wilson: “Do you mean he established friendly re- lations with the penguins?” THE VERLYN 57 I. Mugford to Miss Frisby as they looked at the Fresh- man Class pictures: “This picture looks more natural of Miss Wilson.” Miss Frisby: “Yes, her mouth is open.” Miss Frisby to Kenneth Stockman: “How do you think we can get more men interested in the teaching profession?” Stockman : “By putting some of the women out of it ’ 'Lola Currier: “Of what does the Imperial diet of Japan consist?” Clara Webster: “Soy-beans and rice.” Miss Wilson to Geog. Class: “As we discuss Asia, what impression do you get?” C. Webster: “The more you talk about it the less I know.” They laughed when he sat down to the piano. How was he to know it was a modernistic book case? Sign on Guest-room Door If you feel like driving, there are hammer and nails in the closet. Wilfred Elliott says, “To find the amount of material needed to make a baby’s dress you multiply the baby’s length by the distance around the baby’s waist.” Miss Frisby: “What did the man think he was going to die of?” L. Sawyer: “Canker.” Miss Frisby: “Write the word mucilage.” Kay Munn : “Will it be all right if 1 write glue?” 58 THE VERLYN Miss White: “Give me an example of a Good Samaritan. ' Mona Aldrich: “If someone saw a little dog with a brok- en leg and took him home and cared for him, it would be an ex- ample of a Good Samaritan.” Miss White: “Well, I don’t know that 1 would actually go to the dogs.” L. McLain: “Helium is an intangible gas used for in- flation.” Miss Smelker: “I don’t know whether you mean infla- tion of money or what.” THE PEFECT FRESHMAN GIRL 1. Hair like Stockman’s. 2. Eyes like Letha McLain's 3. Xose like Shirley Chase’s. 4. Mouth like Elsie Rollins’. 5. Teeth like Viola Currier’s. (5. Complexion like Alpa Swett’s. 7. Figure like Marjorie Smith’s. 8. Feet like Clara Webster's. 9. Hands like Esther Beck's. 10. Dances like Eleanor Scott. 11. Ears like Betty Hubbard’s. 12. An imagination like Alice Griggs’. 13. An ambition like Karlene Russell’s. 14. Self-confidence of Isabelie Mugford. 15. Singing voice of Mona Aldrich. 1(5. Disposition like Alice Cass’. 17. The demureness of Elsie Tucker. 18. Independence of Zeda Chaffee. 19. The wit of Kay Munn. 20. 'File Philosophy of Viola Currier. Did You Know That We Have in Our Class — . 1. Three Fords and a Page. 2. A high “Peake”. 3. A Stock-man. 4 .Two dictionary compounders “Websters”. THE VERLYN 59 5. Some “Munn”. 6. A merry “Chase”. 7. Someone at our “Beck” and call. 8. Chill “Blaine” and a good “Swett” 9. A famous author — “Scott”. 10. A “Simps’son”. 11. A “Patter’s son”. 12. Another famous author — “Elliot”. 13. A “Currier” of hides. 14. Curtis and Curtis Publishing Co. 15. We have the famous painting of “Mona” Lisa. 16. A “Sawyer”. 17. Little Tommy Tucker and old Mother Hubbard. 18. Several Alice’s to wear blue gowns. 19. A bird — Martin. 20. Besides ordinary Fords we have a Mugford. .21. A soft Russell. 22. A famous author's middle name; James “Whitcomb” Riley. 23. Henry Ford as president of our class. 24. A Smith — (.gold, silver or black). 25. And last but not least, a Dean. WHAT L. N. S. HAS BEEN DOING IN 1936 January 16 Entertainment of a lecture by Miss Wilson, followed by a dance. We came away with a new feeling about “Words” and a tired feeling in our feet. January 18 Barge Ride A nice cold ride to Sheffield, warm supper and singing, and a sleepy homeward trip. January 22-24 Exams A hurry and a scurry for notes and on every hand: “I hope she doesn’t ask us about that”, “Do you know anything about this?” 60 THE VERLYN February 6 Operetta Magic was performed and we were the Japanese char- acters of the Mikado . February 10-14 Scout Week Lectures, fun, and tenderfoot exams all crowded into the afternoons of one week with Mrs. Ballard, Scout Leader. February 14 Valentine Dance Hearts everywhere, even the human ones danced with ecstacy. February 20 Miss Simpson’s Talk An instructive talk about the Works Progress Adminis- tration was given by a lady who is the leader of this state’s work for women. February 21 Deputy Commissioner Carl J. Batchelder with Well Ven- tilated Rural Schools”. We always welcome him back. February 24 — March 20 Practice Period One half of the Junior class tried their luck at real work for four weeks. Lesson plans and supplementary readers were everywhere. March 6 Verlyn Party The losers treated the winners with punch, dancing (old ones too), and games. Much excitement! March 27 — April 7 Vacation Good times of another sort! Rest and sleep for many; excitement and change for all. THE VERLYN 61 April 7 - 10 Extension Week A week crowded to the brim with a tea, sugar party, lec- ture, talks, demonstrations and reading of poetry. Every- one enjoyed the whirl. The Easter Service was an inspira- tion to all — we hope Rev. LeRoy Rice may come again. April 16 Miss Fuller’s Talk Miss Fuller took us with her on a trip to France and Europe. We wondered how she could crowd so much into one summer vacation. April 10 - 18 Senior Trips Boston and New York were the Senior destinations and they certainly “did” those cities. They saw so many things they were speechless at times, but not all the time. April 20 — May 15 Practice Period The other half of the Junior class experimented for four weeks. Units and methods of review were discussed and discussed some more. May 22 - 24 Open House A week-end of new acquaintances, a round of classes, a circus, an out-door breakfast, and mansion hunting for the newcomers; a good time for all. June 6-15 Commencement Caps and Gowns, evening dresses and old fashioned ones, too, heralded the events of the last two weeks of school. Good-byes and promises of letters (we wondered when we should meet again). Class of 1919 Left to right: Hack row—Mary Nichols, Vera Edmunds, Theda Sheldon, Evelyn Hamilton, Miss Eliza Allen, Grace Pearl; Third row—Elsenc Dresser. Ruth Houghton, Gladys McNally, Bessie Randall; Second row—Edna Welch, Ella Gray, Maverin Cilley; First row—Leda Hawkins, Jane Lawson, Grace Chandler. HISTORY ON PARADE In 1912 the State Board of Education established a one year training course which took the place of the senior year in high school. This was established at Lyndon Center under the leadership of Miss Eleanor Cloudman, who taught all the classes. Classes were held only in the morning. The afternoon was devoted to observation in the schools and there was no regu- lar practice period. However, if a teacher in the graded schools was ill the training girls took full charge of the room. At graduation, the girls received their regular diploma from Lyndon Institute with a certificate from the State, signify- ing that they were now teachers. THE VERLYN 63 In 1913 Miss Eliza C. Allen, an excellent teacher deter mined to build up the training schools of the state, came to Lyndon to carry on the work. She was here nine years and un- der her able guidance the school developed rapidly and the second year course was established. We have received a most interesting letter from Miss Allen in which she tells of personal incidents. “In 1921 the Institute was destroyed by fire and our classes were held in Sanborn House. My office was one book case. I should like to see the wonderful equipment you have now. In the early days we were all housed in Mathewson House and one of the high lights was the two weeks quarantine for scarlet fever. A daily paper was issued and with snow shoeing and skating on the meadow, the time slipped by quickly.” During the last nine years, since Miss Hole has been prin- cipal of the school, rapid progress has been achieved. The school has received an increase in its support from the state, much recognition from other higher institutions of learning, has seen many good records made by its graduates in the teaching field, and the establishment of a third year course — in short the pro- gressive evolution of a standardized normal school. The library has grown from a mere handful of books to a usable library of five or six thousand volumes. The enrollment has increased greatly, until now our school numbers nearly one hundred. So Lyndon Normal School — we hail thee; we are proud of your past, we glory in the success of your present and we wish you a still greater future. R. Farmer E. Fee 64 THE VEKLYN + School Annuals, Commencement Invitations and Programs, Wedding Invitations and Announcements, are some of the items we pride ourselves on—but we print anything that's printable. : In our Gift Shop you will find everything that the name implies. I Pythian Building, St. Johnsbury, Vt. I______________________________________________________ A. A. CHENEY, M. D. Lyndonville, Vermont Phone 3 Office Houri: 12.30—2.00 P. M. and after 6.30 P. M. DR. A. L. LEONARD Lyndonville, Vermont Tel. 145 H. C. McLAM Building Materials of All Kinds East Corinth, Vermont 9 MOORE-TRIPP CO. Ladies’ and Gent’s Furnishings SHOES DRY GOODS CLOTHING Lyndonville, Vermont THE VERLYN 65 THE JENKS STUDIO Portrait and Commercial PHOTOGRAPHY St. Johnsbury, Vermont Bradford National Bank Commercial and Savings Accounts Safe Deposits Boxes Bradford, Vermont Waterman’s, Inc. St. Johnsbury, Vermont Hovey Chandler DEPT. STORE St. Johnsbury, Vt« The PREVOST SHOP EDMUNDS DRUG STORE St. Johnsbury, Vermont Lyndonville, Vermont THE VERLYN nr, DOLLARS and SENSE Nine out of ten college graduates rise to large salaries and positions of responsibility and trust. The earning power of a college degree is estimated to be 100,000 dollars more than a high school diploma. For one dollar, fifty dollars! For sense, common sense! THE UNIVERSITY OF VERMONT BURLINGTON FINE WATCHES Clocks Silverware Gift Goods JAMES DEXTER Lyndonville, Vermont LYNDONVILLE SAVINGS BANK . . AND . . TRUST COMPANY CHARLAND’S GARAGE Automobile A. A. A. 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