Maryland College for Women - Marylander Yearbook (Lutherville, MD)

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SENIOR CLASS H1SToRY.-calmed lunched, attended the Maryland, dined at Marconi's, and enjoyed several very good acts given by Maryland Art students. In the spring we entertained the Seniors with dinner at the Belmont Inn, and the theatre. Thus closed our third year, and we .turned eagerly to our next year as Seniors. To 'every college student who aspires to graduation, this Senior Year rep- resents a mecca for such dreams, the realization of his ambition and a period of gladness combined. So we have found it. We welcomed the new girls, attired in our white models, and helped entertain them with parties. To our class we added two new members, Ouida McCullough, from Georgia Wesleyan, and Josefina Suarez, from the University of Porto Rico. The arrival of I-lallowe'en ,called for fthe annual Senior Masqueradef In February we donned our caps and gowns, and wore them henceforth 'til the end of school. The year book entailed much work but the fact that it was in the hands of .lean and Berenice insured the success of the lVlARYLANDER.-, We dedicated the year book to Mr. Rouse and entertained him with dinner at the Southern. Spring Hnally arrived and we were duly entertained by the under-classmen. We cannot say in mere words how much we appreciated it. OngMay twenty-first our classes were over, we threw off our dignity and forgot the cares of the year. Book-burning occurred the following Tuesday. Commencement week came at last and it was filled to overflowing with lovely things to do. The Juniors gave a dance, there was a garden party, a recital, and a May Day pageant. The Senior play was a success. We have Miss Rumill to thank for that. Now our days at Maryland are over, and we regret that we must leave our Alma Mater. Our college career is past and we must think of the great battle before us. Never will we forget the fun we have had nor the friends we have made here. To Mr. and Mrs. Rouse and the faculty we wish to express our Gratitude for all that they have done for our class. Wherever we may be in the future, we will have a place in our hearts for Maryland College, and we shall try' always to beworthy of the school that is so dear to us. It is with this loyalty in our hearts that we bid you adieu. LUCY SAWYER. Page 7 S

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sEN1oR CLASS!-IISTORY Dear Reader : J A lt was surely for no remarkable literary ability on my part that l was chosen to compile the history of the Class of '27, but being the sole survivor of the class of thirty-eight members who entered these ustrictly Tudor Gothic halls four years ago, l'm supposed to be just the one to do it. lt would be impossible to write a true history of this Class for the original members are scattered to the four' corners of the earth. ln the beginning there were thirty-eight of us, and what a motley crew we were, so the mighty Sophomores, informed us. later. The Class Oflicers elected for our first year were: President, Helen Rawls, Vice-President, Irene Sheetsg Secretary, Lorraine Durand, and Treasurer, Charlotte Woodruff. Needless to say they served their terms faithfully and well. Rush opened with a din and a roar accompanied by hoarse gutteral utterances that betokened anything but pleasure for the miserable Prosh . After the awful week we were freed from the orders of the Sophs for all time. Of course the paste on the Posters froze that night and we lost the Rush . i ' The remainder of the year was calm, with the exception of our entertaining the Seniors and Juniors at the theatre. Nothing like killing two birds with one stone . June week we walked away with the track meet, and our Fresh- man Year came'to a close. Q The fall of our Sophomore Year brought just seventeen of us back to the doors of Maryland, but we felt the loftiness of our position, and were intent upon impressing the Freshmen with our nobility. Rush lasted only two or three days, but it was surprising how delicate the Freshmen proved to be. Of course we won the Poster Rush . The officers for this year were: President, Mildred Dahl: Vice-President, Olive Arndt, and Secretary-Treasurer, Lorraine Durand. As Juniors we were the least in number of any Class in school, our roll showing only seven names. To us this year, as new members, came Janette Dorrance and Berenice Wennerlund from the University of.M1ch1gan: Mary Pollack, Waynesburg College: Jean Schumann, the University of Wisconsin: and Anita Spedden, Western Maryland. The Oflicers elected were to serve two yearsf President, Lucy Sawyer: Secretary, Mary Pollock: and Treasurer, Jean Schumann. Gertrude Crawford was elected Student Government Aide. On December llth, we took our amalgamation day in Baltimore, shopped, Page 7 7

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CLASS PRoPHEcY The Horrible Futures ofthe Class of '27 Hereby Foretold. 5.1 '--s 5.-E ---- I-IEN two girls get together, especially college pals, after a separation of several years, reputations are torn to shreds, dark pasts are rl -:,'-. 53'-Q14 brought to light-in fact none of the absent members escape with 2 15:-i-iT1.:' J less than petty larceny. It was the year 1934. I was tearing down 42nd Street in New York one fine spring day, being late for my appointment with the famous Swedish physical culturist whose class I was attending. His motto is get fat-results guaranteed, or your money back. While on my way, whom should I see sauntering along nonchalantly but my long-suffering roommate at Maryland College, Jean Schumann. I had no difliculty in recognizing her- the walk hadn't changed a bit-and after the customary gushings had been duly exchanged we got down to a little serious talking Qboth at once, naturallyj . Finally I managed to gather from the hub-bub that dear old Jean was conducting a correspondence school, giving lessons on toe-dancing at home by mail. It appeared that she was making a huge success at it, but when I recalled the numerous occasions upon which she had given us private performances of her own interpretations of aesthetic dancing I did not marvel at the career she had chosen. However, just from morbid curiosity I should have liked to have seen one of her pupils in action. I asked Jean to accompany me to my lesson and she consented when I assured her that she would not be implicated for she had 'been putting on a little too much avoirdupois. She sat in the anteroom and shreiked wee morsels of news which she had heard about our old class- mates. I chuckled at many of them. Suddenly her voice was drowned out by the sound of a popular song played on a hurdy-gurdy. It happened to be one of our old favorites ''Vo-do-de-o-do-do-do-deofdo''. Jean rushed to the win- dow and began to heap maledictions on the offender's head. She calmed down in a minute and began talking amiably with someone so I dashed out not wishing to miss anything. Imagine my astonishment when I recognized my old friend from Georgia, Ouida McCullough. She was the same old Ouida, and was soon chatting merrily with us from the street below. She explained that she was only temporarily engaged in the I-Iurdy-Gurdy business until something better turned up. She had attempted matrimony three times, and all three had been unsuccessful, so she remarked, and that unless someone with plenty of money turned up, she would not make another venture. We agreed that she was only right in her resolve. ' Ouida seemed well informed on news of the musical world Conly natural, Page 7 9