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

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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

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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.

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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