Marymount Secondary School - Hiamead Yearbook (Tarrytown, NY)

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Saint Joseph Dear Guide of our school days, Dear Father so true, In the sadness of parting Our prayers rise to you. XVC beg your sweet blessing On all that we do! MARY YANKAUER, '37, The Feast of Saint Joseph CADEMIC celebrations in honour of the feast of Saint Joseph, the Patron of our beloved Reverend Mother General, began on Wednesday, March the seventeenth, with a formal reception held in thc Auditorium. Miss Antoinette Corroon, President of the Student Body, delivered an address to Reverend Mother General on behalf of the Academicians. This was followed by the traditional Chant de Feta and a charming French play, Les Yeux Bleus de Lady Mar- garet. In order to commemorate the great patron saint of Ireland whose feast was celebrated that day, the Juniors sang some of the beautiful old Irish melodies, so sadly plaintive and yet so lovely. The programme concluded with the singing of the Alma Mater by the entire school. Throughout the performance, the members of the Orchestra Club rendered many famous and popular melodies with amazing dexterity. As on all other occasions requiring their co-operation, they played their part admirably well. On the feastday itself, Solemn High Mass was celebrated with all the customary religious dignity, and liturgical beauty. The entire Student Body of Collegians and Academicians sang the traditional Beethoven Mass, during which the Reverend Dr. Lynch O. Carm., College Chaplain, preached an eloquent sermon on the life of Saint Joseph and its striking resemblance to the life of our own beloved Mother General. Later in the day, a Banquet was given by our Mother to us all, adding one more drop to our cup of happiness, and during the evening's solemn Benediction, a fitting close to a glorious day, we begged Our dear Lord, through His saintly Foster-Father, Saint Joseph, to bless our beloved Mother General, whose maternal love has been the guiding star of our Academic life, and who will have our love and gratitude forever. JEAN SEIGLI2, '3 9. Forty-sc-zfrn

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PROGRAMME IN HONOUR OF THE FEAST OF SAINT IOSEPH Compliment .........,..,..,..,,....,..,..,..,.....,..............,.......,......,...........,..,. Chant de Fetc Lady Margaret Rose .......,,..,,. Betty .,..... Jane ..,........ Kate ,.,...,.,..... La Pelerine .... Une femme du Irish Airs ...... Irish Dance .. FRENCH PLAY Antoinette Corroon Student Body LES YEUX BLEUS DE LADY MARGARET peuple Music by the Marymount School Orchestra Anita de Zaldo Mary Yankauer Antoinette Coff Mary McGaughcy Sylvia Wheeler Betty Kennedy Jane Burke Junior Class Senior Class Les Yeux Bleus de Lady Marguerite ELON la tradition depuis longtemps etablie, Le Ccrcle Francais a presente a l'occasion dc la Pete de la Reverende Mere Generale sa piece frangaise le- Les Yeux Bleus de Lady Marguerite. Apres le chant de Fete, le rideau se leve et on voit Lady Marguerite installee dans sa chambre avec ses amies Rose, Kate et Jane. Betty, la vieille servante, leur raconte la guerison d'un aveugle qui a retrouve la vue en priant a la tombe de St. Thomas. Les jeunes Hlles se moquent de cette histoire. Lady Marguerite decide d'aller a la tombe de St. Thomas lui demander de remplacer ses yeux bleus par des yeux noirs. Le deuxieme acte montre encore les quatre demoiselles assises sur l'herbe, toutes joyeuses-la folle histoire de Betty les amuse encore Tout 51 coup ellcs apergoivent un vieux pelerin en route pour la tombe de l'Eveque de Canterbury. En reponse a leurs questions, il leur parle des bontes de St. Thomas. Touchees par ses paroles, les jeunes Hlles abandonnent leur idee incredule. Mais Lady Marguerite s'y obstine. Elle se precipite vers la tombe de St. Thomas, lui supplie en des termes moqueurs de changer la couleur de ses yeux, elle devient aveugle sur le champ. Nous sommes maintenant au troisieme acte. Les jeunes filles sont chez Marguerite quand on apprend du triomphe de la Croisade, et du retour du Pere de Marguerite. Celle-ci prend dans ses mains les violettes que Rose lui avait cueillies sur la tombe de l'Ev6que. Elle l'apostrophe au nom du Christ d'avoir pitie de son pere, et de la guerir. Sa priere est exaucee--elle recouvre la vue. ANITA DE ZALDO, '37. F o rt y-six

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The I-Ia1loWe'en Party HE Hallowc'en Party which was held on the thirtieth of October was one of the most unique and enjoyable reunions cver witnessed in the Academy. For days before, the members of the A.A. were engaged in mysterious preparations. Our curiosity was aroused, but certainly not in the least satisfied until the evening of the party, when, in costumes rare and ridiculous, we assembled in the Gym in order to proceed in procession to the Assembly Hall for refreshments. That procession will never be forgotten! All lights were extinguished, and we were led by ghostly figures draped in flowing white robes through dark weird corridors. Here a cobweb brushed against our faces, there our groping hands touched a cold damp un- known object. Oh! it was mysterious with a vengeance! Soon in the musty depths of an old cavern fwhich, by the way, we have yet failed to locate in real life,j an old witch waited to tell our fortunes. Finally the Assembly Hall was reached. Obscurity still reigned supreme however, and Reverend Mother came in to tell an exciting ghost story. Immediately afterwards, all the lights were put on and what a sight met our astonished eyes! The Assembly Hall had been changed completely. Skeleton-like figures peeped out from between cornstalks and leafy branches, gazing, it would seem, with envious eyes on doughnut trees, cider streams, sandwich islands, ice cream caves and apples on strings. The evening was enjoyable to the very last minute! VERA FOLEY, '38. The Junior Bazaar ACH year the contribution of the Junior Class to the Christmas Charity Funds consists of the proceeds of a bazaar, the organization of which they have com- plete charge. This year, on the day appointed for the performance of the Academic operetta, all the members of the Junior Class assisted in the decoration of the Cranwell Library, where the bazaar was to be held. Shelves were erected one above the other in order to display to the best advantage possible the array of charming acquisitions. Under the bright glow of the electric lights, tiny pieces of jewelry shimmered against a rich background of white velvet. Little china dogs and rabbits sat with their ears pricked up, hoping that perhaps some nice little boy or perhaps a nice little girl would ask their price and buy them. Tiny woollen hats and coats for baby brothers and sisters were quickly sold-in fact everything was disposed of rapidly. This of course was due to the generosity of our dear parents and friends, and of the whole Student Body. To all these, we tender our gratitude, for the proceeds of the bazaar were most gratifying, and we feel sure that the Babe of Bethlehem showered His blessings on all those who helped us to make it a success. ' JEAN MENDES, '38. Forty-eigbl