Mercy Academy - Thesaurus Yearbook (Marshall, MO)

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had done to foster good sportsmanship at M. A. I nodded approv- ingly. Don't forget the Squawkeyf' smiled a pretty Senior seated on the other side of the table. But the remark was drowned in the strains of There's a Long, Long Trail a-Winding -from Columbia- which came floating in through the open window. Salted Wafers of Advice Oh, take it away, shouted Ruth, a little hasty, I thought, for she is always such a happy sort, but everyone joined in and I noticed the Dowager looked wise and said nothing. Roasted College Course Stujed with a Mix- ture of Application and Froth Here Mildred and Agatha reached for a generous helping. May- be it was the froth that appealed: Parker House Rolls of Work Battered with Concentration To my surprise Annie Mae, Felice, Bertha Mae, and Rita seemed anxious to get a large portion, although too polite to scramble for it. What kind of work? I ventured timidly. Some one sang out, Annie Mae will work for a husband Wondrous rich and good. Rita, a cat, a bird And spinsterhood. Felice a nurse's cap Atop her curls. Bertha Mae satins and silks And priceless pearls. Here the servitors brought in pickled gleamings of Experience Topped with Exhilaration Jllayonnaise which everyone reached for eagerly. Quality Covered Positions Dusted with Pull Eleanor and Agnes seemed to get the largest portions. Agnes to be the wonder of the stage Eleanor in writing stories all the rage. Pgl7

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CLASS PROPHECY IMAGINE my delight upon returning home from school last Thursday to see a large square envelope on my table-an invita- tion. Probably the Freshmen, I thought, surprising us with another delightful get-together. I opened it quickly. The large square vellum, neatly engraved read: The Dowager Life Requests your presence at THE BANQUET Which will be tendered the Seniors Of Mercy Academy High School M Gy 31, 1931 Surely, thought I, this is luck, for I had been assigned the rather difficult task of trying to find out just what this Dowager Life was going to offer our Seniors. I lost no time in getting to the banquet. The Dowager Life welcomed me with a knowing smile. I just knew your difficulty, she said, so I have given you an opportunity to watch the Seniors helping themselves from the Menu that I have prepared for them. You will get a good view if you take that divan near the pink rose bush. Scarcely had I gotten out my little memorandum book when the door of Mercy Academy opened and twelve youthful Seniors came tripping up to the Dowager, who greeted them warmly. Amid the roses, the glitter of gold and the soft shades of coral the Seniors seated themselves. MENU g Diploma Cocktails ' With Honeyed Encomiurns Immediately there was a chorus and twelve eager Seniors graciously received the first course. Consornme of Deciding on a Vocation Oh, I have mine already, declared joe. What is it? they asked. A Coach, joe answered, and remembering all that Joe Page I6

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I had scarcely time to read the last line when the President oi the Staff came in with a brimming bowl of Pep Gravy a la Castle which she distributed generously. The five members of the Staff smiled reminiscently. This was followed by a dish especially prepared by Ruth. Everyone looked expectantly for Ruth's cakes had so often graced the Senior board that they knew it would be good. Vim Croquettes announced Ruth, which brought back happy memories. Then the door of the Academyiopened and five familiar faces appeared. The tallest smiling sweetly offered them Waldorf Promotions Every Senior gratefully acknowledged these knowing the hours of patient labor that had made them possible. The plates seemed almost empty. Where have they gone? I inquired eagerly. Well, Gwendolyn Daly got to be the sweetheart of the stage. But I had scarcely time to scan this when one of the Sisters held up a large brown box which looked like a basket ball filled with Dates This brought to all present happy memories of splendid times which Sister had so generously labored to provide. I wonder if all the dates are there I ventured. Hush, said a voice which I thought was Agatha's but as I am not certain I must not say it. Then one of the Sisters, dark-eyed and serious, gave out Assorted Cookies of Success Frosted with Admiration. Another held large Pitchers of Syrups a la Chemistry The last held up a placard marked Dead Line for Copy All the Seniors murmured softly, Fortunate are they who have their copy in on time, to which I responded Amen so loudly that the Dowager motioned me from the room and I ran to 369 South English to tell the Juniors all about it. Page I8