Mount St Joseph Academy - Yearbook (Brighton, MA)

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CLASS SZ. .x J ex' f,,,.a'l. 71 . , j 7 rlq Z , t .qpg fyi t e z and Margaret Hickey HISTORY before our sincere apologies could be made, he had disappeared and so had the play. Our guide now conducted us to the Auditorium which we saw had been converted into a chapel. The occasion was our hrst retreat. Of course, we immediately sought out the Freshmen. Such a change since Christmas! Every face registered holiness, every action revealed propriety, and every girl imaged our tainted nature's solitary boast. Indeed, not one of us will ever forget the inspiration of our first retreat! Suddenly the scene blurred, and we were soon at a piano recital. The pianist was performing with remarkable agility. On closer observation we found it was Louise McKenna, to whom the first prize was awarded. I.ater in the year, other classmates achieved similar honors: Mary Barnicle won the Religion Medal, was awarded the Irish History Essay K Medal. X'Vithout a word of warning, the Ghost of '37 disappeared from our midst, and from the darkness stepped forth the eerie form of Ghost of Sophomore l38. Wlith him we haunted our Sophomore haunts, Sophomore A and Sophomore B. IVC welcomed with genuine enthusiasm the new additions to our class enrolment. Scene after scene was reenacted before our eyes, reaching a peak with the Christmas party, which lingered long in our memories. As we walked along a corridor, the ghost suddenly halted and pointed to the telephone fastened staunchly to the wall. Growing clearer and clearer was the scene until one of our classmates was in full view, her ear set to the receiver. From the other end of lr? . -ks H '1 If if . X ,.. 2 K , fi' .fr ,K . 7, TBM R W i if V'fo.1P'. . Vw , , - e Mount

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CLASS l 'll1'C!l5lLT6T-MARGARET PARSONS X . ,L 5. Xa X ' .5 . Y. Yi IW T Q 'X 'Vt Qfalivglf .L PL QXX C .V W wg X s X Vice-President-LOUISE MAHONEY Fix your gaze upon this scene , was his rather austere com- mand. Humbly and hopefully, we obeyed, and, not to our surprise so much as to our amusement, we saw the girls whom now we can call our former selves, seated in a classroom. This seemed to be the English period for one unlucky individual was having the misfortune of being initiated into the intricacies of scansion. Glancing at the ghost, we saw him reluctant to leave as laughter had been provoked by our sorrowful attempts to master the English course prescribed for Freshmen. More scenes followed. The time was now Christmas, as attested to by the benevolent expressions on the countenances of all. Then the Ghost of Freshmen JS7 announced that this was a presentation of Dickens' Clzristmas Carol. Hastening to and fro were the players upon whose shoulders rested the laurels of histrionic ability. Cards with the names of the characters they played hung about their necks. The play had not progressed lar, however, when a groan of utter misery was heard and we perceived standing in our midst another ghost, even paler than his predecessor. He looked to us very much like the honorable and honored Charles Dickens, and 'tFreshmen conhrmed our conjecture. It was he! Our friend now tried to explain to us that this performance was a little too much for the renowned author and had aroused him from his narrow cell. Howev r X 9. HMM! J C' M. S. A. f' I t it 1940 efffightm- Mass . fefffimzftf-1, 1 l 4 t mA

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the line issued an order to bring to tl1e ollice tl1e 2tElCI1Ll2lI1CC slips liI'OlIl tl1e various roo111s. Our classmate looked perplexed for a 111o1ne11t a11d l,l1CIl l1urried lil'0l1l 0116 roo111 to a11otl1er, sl1eari11g the walls of their pennants. Down ca111e 19411, followed closely by 1941. Her task at lCI1gIl1 completed, she literally llew to tl1e ollice, only to be informed tl1at it was 'iLove's Labor Lostf' As soo11 as tl1e last burst, ol laughter had subsided, we were conducted to the auditoriu111. A play of no conn11on variety was in progress. lt, was tl1e Sophomore play, k l'he Lady ol tl1e 'lerracef' At this waxing eloquent. Interrupting l1er was Margaret Dullea, the comedian wl1o was convulsing tl1e audience witl1 laughter. Other roles were l1eld by talented Virginia Harriso11 and Eleanor Quinn X v 1X t- - n . 1 5 ,v 'gig 'situ 'IH who shared HliCl11lI1ll1C honors. Now appeared tl1e last sce11e of the school year. XVe were in tl1e I 9 37, , -.LJ 0 1 D 55. 1 . ,Y particular nioment, Louise Mahoney, tl1e l12iIlClS01I1C l1ero, was 4,1--6, - 193 9 Q.-ul , .l - 9 X QQ, Q O 2ll1llllO1'll1ll1 wl1ere at this time medals were being awarded. Yes, there was Evel '11 Sweeney, wl1o o11 the last day ol school was f lf vfru WH C11 . s X . u .5 ,J , taking possession ol tl1e ClCPO1'U1lCIll. Illifllal. Thanks to her exemplary conduct, she l1as been ever since then the model ol seniors a11d tl1e idol of u11derclass111e11. Stealthily the Ghost of Junior '39 clanked forward and once again we visited reminisceiitly tl1e scenes ol our tri11n1phs a11d tragedies, the scenes olf lllillly laugl1s and sighs. Our white-robed guide led us to our beloved Zlllll hallowed assembly hall, pain' fully I'CI11lI1Cll1lg us that our boon companions of tl1e preceding year had i11 Hlillly cases been assig11ed to a division other Kllilll our own, but lady luck SlllllCil o11 us as each one in turn became better acquainted witl1 l1er fellow classmates. Here our sep11lcl1ral leader paused and we saw re-e11acted our Christmas party and entertainment. XYhat n1e111ories they bring back!