Milne School - Bricks and Ivy Yearbook (Albany, NY)

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THE CRIMSON AND Wlll'l'l'I could almost look down on the Seniors, but we mercffully spared them that humiliation. About June tirst a sudden revival ol' interest in the direction of education enabled a goodly numbcr to be trans- ferrdl to Senior Study llafll. The beginning of our Senior year was marked with sadness as well as joy, for during the smnmer Miss l+'rancisa Martinez, our hlrench and Spanish critic, had died. However, while regretting our loss, we were most happy to welcome Miss Alice Hill to the faculty. Being now the most important class in ilfilllli' lligh School, we took an active interest in school affairs, and llramatics Club, French Club and thc three societies were ably carried ou under senior leadership. Frances Mcllonough was unanimously re-elected senior presi- dent, a11d we congratulate her on her success in that office. W'th Helen Hamburger as president of Student Council, and Alice Bessie Cleveland as Editor-in-Chief ot' Crimson and Whitcl, we have truly given of our best to the school activitics. V This history would not be complete without speaking of our English lV teachers. HPhil Webster and Miss Greenblath carried us safely through Burke and midyears. To Miss Orma Harding and Miss Margaret McGuney go thc credit for our soul-stirring sonnets and our most excellent essays. VVe render them our hearty thanks. We are sorry that the other classes will not have the pleasure oi' having Miss Rice as senior critic. She has been most helpful, and we hope that Milne will be fortunate enough to secure a critic half as fine as Miss Rice. lly May having secured our announcements and pictures we began to realize that it was really almost over. Once again tlaggng interest was restored to more than usual vigor and at last we are ready for our diplomas. To our faculty we extend our appreciation for the co-operatiztn which they have given us. We have finished a four years' course: we are leaving our Alma Mater, and what the future may hold in store 'For us only 'Fimeff and the Class Prophets-can tell. MARION CONKLIN, '25 MILLARD NEHEMIAII, '25

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16 THE CRIMSON AND WHITE HISTORY OF THE CLASS OF 1925 The greatest moment, of our lives is fast approaching. We have been looking forward to it for four years: now that we are really here we are appalled by the significance of the occasion antl the fewness of our numbers. We entered ninety strong: we leave, twenty--tive of us, if all are fortunate enough to obtain the favor of the Board of Regents. We are now not quantity, but quality. ,. In the fall of 1921, 90 trembling youngsters crowded into room 302 where they were duly initiated by Miss Cushing into the straight and narrow path belonging exclusively to freshmen. Of course we also made the acquaintance of the other members of the faeulty who came i11 at stated intervals to further bewilder our con- fused brains by an array of classic information. As we left that tirst day we wondered if we 'd ever feel at home. But. the worst was yet to come. Was room B in that funny building over the cafeteria? Where could the 'tbook room be? Room 258 must be in the basement, and thus it. went. Some of ug were fortunate enough to find the right rooms, others walked straight into the dens of the sophomores. liut finally we became accustomed to the routine, and the end of that first year found us or as many as had survived the terrors of exams, being reluctantly handed over to the tender care of Miss Johnson. Now that we had risen to the elevated position of sophomores, we reorganized our class, which the year before had been organized with Ellamae Allan as president, and elected John Shea. Evidently it was too much for him for he soon left and We elected George 0 'Connor to succeed him. Before the year was over we heartily wished that Caesar had never lived, but most of us succeeded in arriving at Junior Study Hall by the next fall. I-ly this time most of us had been initiated into some society or other, and we were ready to begin the year on even terms with our friends the Seniors, even if Prof. Sayles did mistake Room 304 for freshman study hall. We elected'Frances McDonough president and We could now with all safety take our turn at being dignified. But what would we have done without Cleves' giggle? And Bessie surprised us all by entering upon the scene a la Gloria Swanson. Several: have been the victims of her charms, but we may venture to say that we do not blame them in the least. Our class walked off with both medals for Prize Speaking, Sterling Ferguson and Trudy Hall being the recipients. Then we

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18 THE CRIMSON AND WHITE CLASS PROPHECY January 23, 1932 Bessio and I loft Albany today aftor several intorosting occur- ronces. After wo had just finished eating lunch at Yo Garretto Kitchen, wo ontorod tho llnion Station and stopped up to tho ticket window. Thoro we saw to our astonislnnont our old pal Ken Woodward who politely askod, Whoro to, mada1n? Upon boarding tho Now York train, wo wore accosted by Mat- thow Gipp, selling peanuts and popcorn. He was so pleased to see us 'that ho gavo us two bags of peanuts and tho surprising informa- tion that Bob Dyer was the onginoor of the train. At this we silontly '0fl361 6il a prayer for safety. January 24 We attonded church in Now York this morning, and hoard a fine sermon by tho R-ev. liyman Jordan. Lyman always had pastoral tondencios. Marion Conklin, who usod to bo our school pianist played tho organ. As wo woro loaving tho church, an oxcitod young oouplo dashed inside, and stopped up to the altar. Thoy worofewho do you supposo--Mickoy Mcllale and Warring lirowstor. January 25 Wo have had a very oxciting and thrilling day. This morning wo took a rido in ono of the famous Clark 85 Allan inonoplanos driven by Vera liutten. Wo flow ovor Central Park, and lookod down at tl1e rocently erected statue ot' Dudley Wade, the famous sculptor. This afternoon We attendod Van Alstyno's Follies of 1932, which turned out to bo a very snappy show. Helena Ham- burgorski, our IIan1n1y was the ttPrcmiere Danseusef, In tho chorus wo noticed Bertha Post and Gon Whipple. HGen,', by the way, is known as t'Twindletoes, and Iiortha is called The M illion-Dollar Dollf, January 26 Today our boat loft the harbor, bound for Cherbourg. The soa was rathor rough, and I was staggering down the deck, I collided with a gorgeously drossod lady. Whon we had pickod oursolvos apart, l found myself facing Gert Hall. We both sat down and had bogun to rominisee when up dashed Bessie, dragging with hor Bar-