Mount Vernon Seminary - Cupola Yearbook (Washington, DC)

Text from Pages 1 - 120 of the 1911 volume:

The Annals of 1911 Mount Vernon Seminary WASHINGTON DISTRICT OF COLUMBIA MRS. ELIZABETH J. SOMERS THIS VOLUME IS IN LOVE AND GRATITUDE DEDICATED BY THE CLASS OF 1911 “MORE !S THY DUE MAN MORE THAN ALL CAN PAY 1 ' TO MRS. ELIZABETH J. SOMERS THIS VOLUME IS IN LOVE AND GRATITUDE DEDICATED BY THE CLASS OF 1911 “MORE IS THY DUE THAN MORE THAN ALL CAN PAY” JJrolnijur Oli stop, ye readers, one and all. Forbear to skip this page! Listen t our dissertation. E’er you do our merits gage. Give your sympathy and patience. Judge not hastily our fun, Remember if you’re prone to censure. Ne’er before has it been done. First you’ll find, with little trouble. All the facts, from A to Z, Of the life of nineteen ’leven. Then look farther, and you’ll see Pictures of the other classes, Juniors, Soph ' mores. Specials, too. Though you’ll have to wait a season E’er you learn what they can do. Give your verdict, gentle reader; If this please, — then that’s our meed. We are waiting for your judgment, Reader, now you may proceed. 4 Slje SEttftorial taff Editor-in-Chief Elizabeth Swartzell Business Manager See Watson Assistant Editor Dorothy Peet Assistant .1 onager Clarinne Hunter Associate Editors Emii.y Winship Mardo Peck Viyian Cavnt THE SENIOR CLASS Class Color: Green Stone: Peridot Flower: Lily of the Valley Motto: a ®ui)aoia GDffirers President Vice-President . Secretary Treasurer v ; ELIZABETH BROWN 66 Beaver St., Sewickley, Pa. Entered 1909. From Miss Graham’s School. New York. B. T. S. Optima Club. IRENE BROWN 909 Grant St.. Denver, Colo. Entered 1907. Secretary of the Junior Class, 1910. President « f the Senior Class. Author of the Class play, The Conqueror.” Class Poet. EMILY CAMPBELL 506 West Pine St.. Stillwater, Minn. Entered 1909. A graduate of Stillwater High School. T. B. V. 8 VIVIAN CAUXT 619 Commonwealth Ave.. Boston, Mass. Entered 1909. From Abbot Academy. Andover, Mass. I. T. S. Secretary of Optima Club. Treas- urer of Lend-a-Hand. President of Glee Club. Asso- ciate Editor of Annual. VERA CLEMES Medicine Lodge, Kan. Entered 1910. A graduate of W estern High School. Washington. Class Prophet. KATHRYN DECKER Madison Ave.. Convent Station. X. J. Entered 1909. From Kent Place. Summit, X. J. B T. S. Optima Club. i 9 HELEN FOSS X YACK, N. Y. Entered 1909. From Haverstraw High School B. T. S. Glee Club. DOROTHY HARVEY 2100 Cau met Aye., Chicago, Ilj.. Entered 1909. From Ogontz. 1. T. S. CLARIXXE HUNTER LS24 R St., Washington. D. C. Entered 1908. From Baldwin’s School, Bryn Mawr. T. B. V. Assistant Business Manager of Annual. Day Student. 10 EYELYX JACKSON 827 Dei. aware Ave., Buffalo, N. Y. Entered 1910. From Buffalo Seminary. Buffalo. Optima Clul). Glee Club. JOSEPHINE LACY 3200 Wills h ire Boulevard, Los - ngelf . Cal. Entered 1909. From Westlake School. Los An- geles. 1. T. S. Optima Club. BESSIE LEWIS 827 North Fourth St., Steubenville, Ohio Entered 1909. From Dillworth Hail, Pittsburg. Optima Club. Cercle Franqais. 11 Y YXIFRED MAXQX 307 Xormaxiue Ave., Los Ancf.les, Cal. Entered 1909. From Westlake School. Los Angeles. 1. T. S. Optima Club. Glee Club. MARY NEIPP RoBinut Hotel. St. Joseph, Mo. Entered 1909. graduate of St. Katherine ' s School, Davenport, Iowa. B. T. S. Vice- President of Junior Class. Vice- President of Senior Class. Optima Club. Glee Club. MARDO PECK The Champlain, Washington, D. C. Entered 1909. From Miss Haire’s School, Chicago. Cercle Frangais. Associate Editor of Annual. Day student. 12 DOROTI-IV PEET 110 Virginia Ave., St. Paul. Minn. Entered 1909. From St. Mary’s Hall. Fairbault. Minn. V. V. Secretary of Senior Class. Glee Club. Class Historian. Assistant Editor Annual. ELIZABETH SWARTZELL 2117 Bancroft Place, Washington, 1). C. Entered 1909. A graduate of Friends High School. Washington. B. T. S. Treasurer of Junior Class. Optima Club. Secretary Cercle Franqais. Editor-in- Chief of Annual. MARCELLA THOMPSON i“ Hortense Place, St. Louis, Mo. Entered 1909. From St. Mary’s, Notre Dame, In- diana. V. V. 13 GERTRUDE TWEEDY 3416 13th St., W ashington. I). C. Entered 1908. From Central High School, Wash- ington. T. B. V. Class Treasurer. I lay student. SUE W ATSON K AIR MONT, W. V . Entered 1909. From Dwight School, Englewood, X. J. B. T S. Captain “White” Basket-ball Team. President of Lend-a-Hand. Business Manager of Annual. EMILY WINSHIP 1175 Peachtree Road, Atlanta, Ga. Entered 1909. A graduate of Washington Seminary, Atlanta. V. V. Vice-President Optima Club. Secre- tary Lend-a-Hand. Glee Club. Cercle Franqais. As- sociate Editor of Annual. 14 history of 1911 Dorothy Peet In ages past ’neatli smiling summer skies. There wandered often, bards about the land Whose grizzled beards reached almost to the knees So hoary were they, from long journeying. Around the neck there hung a silver lyre, Whereon with trembling fingers they would strike, And in sweet accents tell the well-known tale. They sang of deeds of valor of the land Of kingdoms conquered, battles lost and won. Of knights in armor fighting at the joust, Of damsels fair who proudly smiled on them. No longer are there bards to sing their songs, No longer are there lyres with silver strings To sing of prowess, but the deeds of men Are shut in pages of dust-covered books. But we, in memory of those ancient bards, W ill sing our own songs as they sang of old. We tell how sometimes Fate was very kind And all our deeds were favored; how sometimes, Fate lead us blindly so we lost our way. Like Greeks of old, fierce smitten by the Gods. But through our songs the note predominant Is ever Truth and Immortality; So harken well to Class of Nineteen-Eleven, And glean from our own lips our history. 15 First, as timid Juniors, our Class formed — ( We sing not of those days when we were young. But pass by quickly to our greater years When W isdom sits upon our brows and sways Her sceptre over all our smallest deeds. ) Our Class though great in numbers and in strength Was lacking in its present dignity. We chose our color and t lie paradox W herein thou mayest read of our desires. And iti its depths find promise of success. Our Junior Class the color safely kept. Though in the end — most doleful to be told. The contest was withdrawn — so no one won. When next the Juniors come to prominence. All eyes were dazzled by the wondrous feast We gave the Seniors. There the lily white And red carnations waned in friendship’s name. The toasts with mighty laughter filled the room, And good will shook the rafters of the roof. The Seniors sang to us a farewell song. And wished us all a happy Senior Year — And sorrowfully to them we bade Cod-speed. 1 1 ail to the Senior ( lass ! W e’ve honored and loved you long. Although we were rivals In days that are past. Forget, and list to our song. W hen we are Seniors too. Your example will lead 11 s on; With earnest endeavor. Our song will be ever — Hail to the Senior Class! “W hen school days here are o’er. And Juniors and Seniors part. Our lives will be brighter Our courage more strong, Your motto will live in our heart. May blessings strew your path And your way be tilled with song; Wherever we meet you With these words we’ll greet vou Hail to 1910!” We trembled as we watched the Senior Class, Suffused in knowledge, read their Senior Themes ’Twas Conservation that they preached abroad, “Conserve the trees for races yet to come,” What was our theme to be? We feared to guess; The Senior play then filled us with delight. Yet could we ever dare aspire so high? Then a green ivy planted 1910. And gave the time-worn shovel unto us — Thus one by one their last tasks they performed, Doubts and forboding sadness filled our hearts And spent itself in tears. W hen we marched in And took the Senior seats we felt the pall Of a new dignity creep in our souls — A new responsibility for all. The fall of 1911 came and brought The eager Juniors to their Seniorhood; In Senior House they thronged and gazed about A little proudly on the world at large. We gave the world to know of our desires And aspirations for the year to come. 17 “Hark! and listen to the song of Senior Class, Hark! and listen to her glories unsurpassed; She holds our loyalty, Honor we ' ll ever bring to thee, So sing, Seniors, ever merrily To Class of 1911. ( Time — Every Little Movement) We chose the lily of the valley white To typify a spirit pure and sweet, The butterfly, the symbol of the East, Which bears the message on its golden wings Of immortality — ‘Pan, the God of Music, Played on his silver flute, A fragrant lily Beneath his feet took root. And as the music quivered, Down from the heaven’s sky, lust as a beam of sunshine, Fluttered the butterfly — Down to the earth it flew, Right where the lily grew. Oh! thou tender flower, Looking to the sky, Cherished by sunshine, Formed like a butterfly ! Butterfly our symbol, Lily our flower. (Tune — Santa Lucia) 18 It came to us that e’er the Junior girls Should be a class they all should prove their worth, So rules were read in chapel, bidding them To treat us as their betters and to show Respect. And lest we should forget Their diverse names, or mix them with the rest, They wore small bows of ribbon on their arms — Not as the knights wore favors on their sleeves To bring them luck. They having proved their worth, We hailed them as a class. “Your days of woe are over now, You can all rejoice; No more wait Outside the gate. Or wear that bow of white. We now greet you as a class, Try and prove your worth; From now till the end May you ever ascend, Oh! Junior Class.” (Tunc — Bring Me a Rose) As winter came, Thanksgiving Day grew near, And as the custom is, we searched our hearts To find what was our greatest cause for thanks, And when we found it, this is what we sang: “Come, all ye Juniors, for we want to say Why the Senior Class is so thankful today — No lessons this morning did we have to get. And it made us so happy that we’re happy yet ; This morning we had breakfast at the same old time, But we’re just as thankful as if we’d had it at nine; But most of all we’re thankful for the things we’ve had to eat. And hope that these joys we can soon repeat. lit Chorus — “Senior Class, most of all we re thankful Senior Class, for the things we’ve had to eat; Senior Class, most of all we’re thankfu l, Most of all we re thankful for the things we’ve had to eat. As time went one, another class was formed. Our sister Class, with Teddy at their head; We welcomed them, and launched them on their way. “One day a Class of Sophomores was formed, With resolutions to he our friends; We are united in spirit and friendship, To stand by them always — be loyal and true. Chorus — Nineteen thirteen — Here’s to our Sister Class; Nineteen thirteen — ith Teddy you’re sure to surpass. “Oh, me! Oh, me!” So says the Junior Class; But they don’t count, You will surmount — One. nine, one, three. ” ( Tunc — One, Two, Three, Four) The Juniors gave a doleful tragedy — A drama from the mighty Shakespeare’s pen; Though tears should flow at such a sad affair, We laughed instead — perversity of Fate! Or eat Caesar died because his cat would howl, Calpurnia besought her lord in vain ; To stay at home because she had no starch 20 Wherewith to make his rolls presentable. When Qesar died, O woeful was the day — He handed to his friend a “pickled lime,” To Brutus — and his ghost returned and slew The rest — so all were corpses on the field. “Oh, we have seen the Junior players, one and all; You Qesar, Portia, Brutus, and Mark Antony, The t-r-i-u-m-v-i-r-a-t-e, And listened to the plots of the conspirators, And listened to the plots of the conspirators. Praising, praising, we were only praising you; Praising, praising, just to see what you would do. We ' ve heard the wail of the “petite Calpurnia, We’ve heard the clear meowing of great Caesar ' s cat. We ' ve seen the blinking and the shining “Coudou moon And we have listened to Caruso ' s final note. And we have listened to Caruso’s final note, (Change tune to “Battle Hymn of the Republic ) “Here lies your glory in the gore of Caesar ' s blood. Here lies your glory in the gore of Caesar’s blood, Oh, we ' re mighty proud of you, Ta-ta, ta-ta, ta-ta, ta-ta, And here ' s to Nineteen Twelve. ( Tunc — Pot-Pouri ) The Sophomore ' s showed their talent in a play, ' Twas called “The Burglar. Do the shivers run All up and down your spine? Oh, tremble not! The “Burglar proved — just Mrs. Somers ' cat. “Oh. I wish 1 had my Charlie, Oh, I wish I had my Jack, Cried the girls in the Burton Cottage. ' Twas only a man they lacked. 21 Yal had the shotgun pointed, While the others trembling sat; They heard a noise in the kitchen, Then Freda brought in the cat. Chorus — “Oh, we ' ve come to sing your praises. And to thank you for the way You gave to us last evening, Your clever, charming play. Then o ' er our History comes a gloomy cloud — The Color Contest. Oh ! we sadly weep. To call up such sad memories. I would shrink To put these words on paper, but the thought That “E ' en the best do sometimes make mistakes” Consoles me. So 1 tell you this sad tale. The tin box smuggled into Senior House, The telegrams, the packages, the hints. Were false, and we were baffled in the end: But just to show von how we would have sung If we had been victorious — listen now: “Try, try, keep on a-trving, Buy, keep on a -buying ; Early in the morning, late at night. All your strength and spirit, In the mighty fight. Pry, pry, keep on a-prying, Spy, spy, keep on a-spying, But we found you at last. Oh, we’ve guessed your color, Oh, we’ve guessed your color, Oh, we’ve guessed your color, Junior Class.” ( Tunc — “Cubanola Glide ) 22 And — “We ' ve guessed your color, Juniors, We have traced you through the halls, We have met you at the florist’s, We have heard your midnight brawls; Though to you it seems like toil. Yet to us it was but play, And we found you out completely, Long before this Color Day.” Instead we sang with lusty voices, thus: “Did you ever go into a Contest, With the aim a color to find, Though you worked so hard from morn till night, Fair fortune proved unkind? But since we had to lose it. We’re mighty glad you’ve won, For a Senior part in this Contest, Has been just lots of fun. (Tune — “Did You Fver into the Country ) And for our own encouragement, we sang this song: “Seniors, Seniors dear, Don’t von feel so blue. You’ve lost this time But don’t you mind. There is too much else to do. And now the game is o’er. We’ll praise the Junior Class, For you’ve worked mighty well For the class of 1912. ( Tunc — “Ma-ma-ma-ma-ma”) 2:1 Those days are passed, and since those times we all Have grown in wisdom and in dignity. Our Seniorship did bear the greatest weight, W hen into Chapel in our caps and gowns We marched in solemn hie. And, greater still, Our presence when on Essay Day, we read Our Themes, for we had pondered long and hard, With many journeys to the Library. Great tomes we ' d read and many notes perused, Till our heads swam with varied theories. Heredity. Environment our Theme, As days grew fewer, everybody tried To make the Seniors happy — Juniors, too, Gave us the Banquet, lovely to behold; I heir toasts and songs Hung wide a welcoming. This time the lily of the valley grew Beside the pink Taft rose in simple grace. Good Fellowship prevailed — though sadness, too, When farewell songs were sung. “Before we leave our school. With all its memories dear. To you the Junior Class Will sing our praise sincere. And when we all have parted, Our love will always be. And friendship, true and loyal, Will bind us e’er to thee. (Repeat last 2 lines) “We wish for yon. our Juniors, Success and pleasure, too. May Senior House be always A home most dear to you. Oh, cherish it with deepest love. With longings in your hearts. So farewell, Juniors, now we sing. To you before we part.” (Repeat last 2 lines) ( Tune — “I Cannot Sing the Old Songs”) hen lessons were completed and our books Were closed and put away upon the shelves. When all our tasks were finished, all our hearts Were filled with deepest sorrow of farewell. ‘The hour comes when we must part. Oh, Junior Class; But love will live within our hearts, Oh, Junior Class; Happy times for you we’re leaving. Treasured honors we re receiving, Part we now while hearts are grieving. Dear Junior Class. The hour comes to bid farewell To M. V. S. We our parting sorrows tell To M. V. S. May thy spirit here attend us. May our motto e’er defend us, As into life you must send us. Dear M. V. S. We from thee now are parting. Dear school home ; And life’s journey we are starting. Far, far, we roam. 25 But our love will be returning, Though life’s lesson we are learning, Still our hearts for your are yearning, Dear school home.” ( Tune — “All Through the Night”) A myrtle tree we planted in the spring To bear our motto, “Immortality; The spade, with ribbons decked, we handed down To other Seniors who would treasure it. And as the tree stood upright we sang clear — ‘Dear home of the care-free hours o f our youth, The visions of futures to be. Shall not sever our hearts or make us feel less Our dear love which we send to thee. But firm in our hearts we will cherish with care. Those dear hours that from us have passed, And as spring that each year breathes her fragrance anew, W e know that our love must last. ‘ e plant in thy garden an emblem of life. As you planted within our breast The longing, the striving, the yearning to be That which seemeth to you the best. May our spirit live as this myrtle tree. And return to you here with the spring, As the leaves and the flowers upturned to the sun, So our hearts to you will sing. ’ ( T line — “Fair Harvard” ) The climax of our Senior year was reached W hen we, as actors, to the universe, Proclaimed “He conquers all who conquers self’’- The motto of our school — and our play — J he skill of all the Seniors blazed forth. Far brighter than the rest, our President, From whose gold pen the drama did proceed. Commencement time amidst a shower of flowers, And all in white, each Senior took her place. Each eager heart beat fast as in we marched, And each from Mrs. Somers gained her prize. Then as a Class, we sang to our dear school, Our song of parting — song of 1911. Prnptjery Vera Dorothy Clemes OW things will accumulate! For five years I hacl consigned all news- paper clippings, theatre programs, advertisements, pamphlets, etc., that concerned my friends in any way, to a certain drawer in mv desk. On a chilly and disagreeable morning, having nothing else to do, I decided to look through the drawer and see just what it contained. On top, among other clippings, this from the “Denver Post” caught my attention : “GREY AND BUTTERFLIES SOCIETY GIRL ' S LATEST FAD ’ “Everyone, the oldest and youngest, the rich and poor, has been watch- ing with acute interest the construction of the immense garage on the corner of Ninth Street and Clarkson Avenue. It has been the object of speculation, admiration, and awe, but not before today was its purpose made known. “A visit through the building shows the color scheme to be in grey. Automobiles, furniture, carpets, and even the outside of the building is painted grey, with butterflies in evidence everywhere. Pictures and statues of this fluttering creature are placed in all the rooms. “This building, so elaborately planned and decorated, contains fifty rooms. On the ground floor are accommodations for fifteen makes of auto- mobiles from touring cars to delivery wagons. Above these are reception, reading, and lounging rooms, restaurants and cafes. “This elegance and magnificence is for the benefit and comfort of all the poor. Their benefactress is Miss Irene Brown, Denver’s most popular and original debutante.” “What queer things we are doing for the poor,” was my thought as I fingered a clipping from “The Burlington Target,” a Missouri paper. “SUMPTUOUS SOIREE “Miss Mary Neipp entertained a large party of her maiden friends last evening, and a most enjoyable affair it was! Her two pet chickens — Emily and Tom — were on exhibition. It is said that these animals have almost human intelligence, and are of such comfort to their mistress that she never becomes lonely. Miss Neipp is known for miles around for her generosity. Certainly her hospitality reached its zenith last evening. “Exactly like Mary, I said. “What is this?” In enormous black letters 1 read: “THRILLI XG HAIRBREADTH ESCAPE” While trying to reach her home in ten minutes from Pittsburgh, Miss Elizabeth Brown was thrown from her auto. In rounding a corner, the auto collided with a farmer ' s wagon, knocking both vehicles to pieces. Miss Brown was pitched headlong into a nearby hedge, but received only a slight injury ; it is thought, however, that a “staff in some form � r other, will have t be used by Miss Brown for the rest of her life. Expressions of sym- pathy front her many friends have made her room a veritable garden of roses. 1’lowers from near Washington and Philadelphia arrive hourly.” small item fluttered toward the floor. I reached for it, as even the scantiest information must not be overlooked. “STILLWATER’S FAIREST DAUGHTER JOURNEYS TO NEW YORK” “Miss Emily Campbell, accompanied by her mother, departed on the 12.20 for New York. The object of this trip is to purchase her trousseau for her approaching wedding. This is Miss Campbell’s second visit to the great metropolis. Her future husband is to be congratulated upon winning so widely-traveled a young lady.” A vaudeville program was among the clippings, for any familiar name. Bessie Belle” in her Latest Comedy Success, Saffo” 1 scanned the pages Scene — Doctor’s Office Characters Doctor Saffo Patient — Bessie Belle “In this comedy Miss Lewis has won unlimited praise. The realistic way in which she portrays the character has never been equaled. It is the story of a young boarding-school girl who fancies she has a sore throat, tooth- ache, earache, headache, and all other aches possible. In the end the doctor and the patient live happily ever after.” Actions will tell, and I guess in this case Bessie’s did too. A West Virginia advertisement read in this way: “Wanted — A man about the house. Must be an expert bridge-plaver, be able to argue, be brave enough to listen to a D. A. R. meeting for five hours, be willing to be errand boy, elevator man, chauffeur, gardener, but above all, he must have absolutely no singing voice. This last requirement is definite, as 1 wish no one around me who can sing. Only men from Long Island need apply. (Signed) Sue Kearsley. 1 believe I heard that Sue did find an applicant for that position. A huge picture I espied among the other things. It was of a woman dressed in the fascinating costume of “Carmen and bore this inscription: “Miss Wynifred Maxon in her Latest Role ‘Carmen’ “Miss Maxon lias triumphed over Patti, Melba, and Calve in this part, imparting to it a dash and fire not heretofore achieved. I let reported engage- ment to a wealthy young automobile owner has been alternately denied and credited many times ’ “I know that report was true — why Winnie used to say — ” I produced two little books, neatly bound, from the bottom of the drawer. “The Art of Silence,” by E. Jackson, and “Scientia Omnium Rerum’ or “The Know ledge of all Things,” by (i. Tweedy. “What pleasure I had reading those books! The first on Silence was a lecture to young girls on talking so much and saying so little. Miss Jackson had given lessons daily. In Buffalo, where it had become quite a fad among the society girls, the men favored the course, because it promised to give them a chance to be as witty and as clever as they imagined they could be if only given the opportunity. The second book was too deep for one of my fertile brain. I caught glimmerings here and there of the meaning, but it was full of o many mythological, biblical, psychological, h istorical, geological, physi- ological. geometrical, literary references and facts that I failed to appreciate it. Men and women like Professor James and Miss Cole could perhaps com- prehend it, but it was beyond me ’ A letter — why had I preserved this? I opened and read: “Am enjoying the sea-breezes, the motion of the ship, and the life on board o much. My dear, you have no idea how important I feel as the wife of a Captain. All the men are perfectly lovely to me, and I am having a splendid time. My career as a “toad” — ologist you see, ended thus.” 1 did not need to read further. A, good sailor I knew Elizabeth would make, and that letter did not surprise me, for always, even in her school days, she planned to lead a seafaring existence. A slamming of a door and the excited voice of my next door neighbor reached my ears. In apartments the conversation of many people are acci- dently overheard, and I should have been deaf not to have heard this: “Mac, if you don ' t send that dog of yours to the country immediately, I shall leave this place. We have had many discussions about him, and I don’t intend to say another word on the subject. Either I or the dog must go. Seems to me you might do what I ask when you know how I detest 32 the creatures. I must sav you are ‘one of the three most obliging husbands I ever had.” She was almost in tears. Then the soothing voice of Mac was heard. I had had these neighbors for a week. The woman was from Boston, and possessed a beautiful voice, while the man owned an automobile factory. They interested me very much — the woman’s voice sounded strangely familiar, and I intended soon to find out just who she was. Leaving them to finish their quarrel. I took out two invitations from among tire pile of things. They recalled happy times. One had been to visit at a minister’s home in Chicago. My schoolmate, Dorothy Harvey, I had found presiding over the minister’s tea-table, and her interest in the slums and the poor was beautiful to see. Her devotion to her husband was only equalled by his admiration for her. The other invitation had been to a Harvard Commencement. My friend, Kathryn Decker, was living there with Professor , I can’t recall his name. I remember, however, her elaborate wedding, at which there was almost a reunion of 1911. Several clippings from a Washington paper showed me that Miss Clarinne Hunter and Miss Mardo Peck were the two reigning belles of that cosmopolitan city, but after a season of frivolity, they both had departed to strange lands. Mardo went to India as the bride of a Mara-rajah, and Clarinne to England as her ladyship the Countess of Annapolis. A circus poster! Strange that I should have that; but upon reading it I discovered the reason. “Mademoiselle Helene Foss and Her Two Doz� en Trained Cameleons “Be sure not to miss this exhibition! Bring the children! The marvels of the age! Almost superhuman feats accomplished by them.” “This act has been procured by Barnum Bailey at an immense expenditure. Mile. Foss demands twenty-five cents every time the animals breathe.” “This reads like an advertisement from the ‘Musical Courier’ : “ A piano and pipe organ recital by Miss Josephine Lacy, the composer of ‘Evy Mine,’ ‘Harold. I Long For Thee,’ ‘Durie,’ ‘Anti-Matrimonv ‘Win- some Winnie.’ and ‘George, Meet Me Some Friday Afternoon.’ ” “A Chautauqua program” — 33 “The management begs to announce the appearance of Miss Emily Win- ship and her world-renowned Lady Orchestra. This is absolutely the only one of its kind in existence. Miss Wiriship has appeared before all the crowned heads, bald heads, closely-shaven heads, empty heads, brainy heads, swelled heads, beautiful heads and homely heads in Europe and America. The management craves your indulgence.” Turning the pages of this same program. 1 read: “Miss Marcella Thompson in her Singing and Dancing Specialty, ‘Friendship “Her song, ’Disinheritance. ' is a very merry jingle, and one of the sea- son’s greatest hits.” In the bottom of the drawer lay a billposter. It was the picture of a young woman in an aeroplane, underneath which was inscribed: “MISS DOROTHY FEET. THE BLANK VERSIFIER” “Miss Poet will ascend to the clouds today at 3.30 P.M. As a poetess she is known from St. Paul to Minneapolis, and is rivaled only by Shakes- peare. In order to acquire the ‘atmosphere for poems she takes weeklv trips in her aeroplane ‘Bun. ” The telephone rang. “Hello. ’ “Yes.” “No, 1 don ' t believe I do.” “Yiv — of all the people! in the next apartment? With Mac?” “When did you arrive?” “Really ?” “Yes. my reading of a ‘Useless Life ' took very well with the audience. “I certainly will be right over.” Class JJoem [ W hen autumn ' s winds blew liarsli and chill, And to the south birds winged their flight, The red leaves dancing through the air. Like phantom fire in the night, Called by the wind their treetops left. Their journey through the world begun Each searching for a purer light, Each looking upward to the sun To seek to find why fancy brought To none the goal in life he sought. II For beneath the embers of their fire, Now chilled and bitten by the frost. The moth worm made his dwelling place, And there among the leaves was lost. It slept through cold and snow alike Until the sun of spring awoke The sleeping verdure of the hill. And from the bonds the flowers broke, Freed like spirits of the night. Seeking only for the light. 35 Ill When the violets through the grass Upturned their blue to heaven ' s sky. Then from his chrysalis so drear. Broke the spirit Butterfly. A moment paused, his wings outstretched. To meet the brightness of the morning light, Flickering like a candle flame, Wavering like a sunbeam’s flight. He knoweth not quite how to turn, He knoweth not that sunbeams burn. IV But following fancy, found himself Upon the roses of the wall. Pale, coral-tinted roses they, With thorns beneath their blossoms tall. They did not mean to injure him, The little spirit of the spring, They only wished his worth to test And testing, tore one tiny wing; But forth he flew — left them to reign, In love of life forgot the pain. V Far lie flew, returning often To that flower lie loved best : — On the daisy, with white petals. Lingered after every guest; Sorrowed, when he had to leave her. When in the world must take his place. As the burning leaves of autumn. So must he the future face, Leave his golden-centered flower For a much more thorny bower. VI Nurtured in the glowing sunlight, Amidst the gold and coral, too. Is it strange our butterfly Has wings of very brilliant hue? For him the coral lent its warmth. For him did the fair lilies blow. When the flowers wafted their fragrance After the sullen winter’s snow, Then did the earth rejoice in thee Thou spirit Immortality. Irene L. Brown. 37 Class lamentation Mardo Peck I Now as the dread hour approaches — When we bid ottr last farewell ; When the shouts in the halls are dying. And silent the inevitable bell. We shall leave, but still we shall linger For a final parting word. Till the last train all but leaves us, And the taxi’s chug is heard. II And we envy those returning, Whose lot seems fair indeed: Who shall again delve deep in learning, And the hell’s dire summons heed. Oh, how we love the bell’s shrill call — When from study it brings relief, But groan when its echoes fill the hall. To end some pleasure brief. III Oh, ye! that shall come after us, Who still may have the joy Of doing things at stated times. That your pleasures may not cloy. The bliss of hearing with surprise Maud’s early morning call — As sleep von banish from your eyes, Lest you from honor fall. 39 IV Those wintry morns, so cold and dark. When envious sleep still wooed — We rose before the blithesome lark. To partake of breakfast food. Then hustle forth for exercise. And walk a mile or two. Breathing deep of ozone rare Until the nose was blue. V And these nights, like fairyland. When moon-beams shine so fair And books fall unheeded from the hand. As at the stars, we stare. Tis then a voice comes with a shock — In the beautiful, still young night. Saying, “Girls, it ' s nearly ten o’clock, Now please put out your light. ’ VI That voice whose memory I keep- And will forever more. Has urged us to refreshing sleep, And to duties by the score. Still other voices fill my ear; And in our hearts find space, Those who pointed duty-clear, And made ns trot our pace. 4o VII Ye Faculty with knowledge rife! Who oft our erring ways did preach. We hope that through the years of life We your ideal may sometime reach. We must leave, but we shall miss you And all your counsel wise; And with joy we ll recall your scoldings Till tears of age bedim our eyes. VIII Those days of strife when battle raged, And we the Juniors trailed; When the color contest fiercely waged. And we so sadly failed. Now on the cold, deep ocean ' s strand The mermaids, in woe confess That a beautiful, cruel, vandal hand. Stole their coral for M. V. S. IX We mourn to leave those hours divine. When Miss Walker called on each in turn Some psychic theory to define. And taught ns low ideals to spurn. And when she’d ask with deep intent The meaning of some obscure word. Each head in deep contrition bent — For of its meaning we’d never heard. 41 X Those (lay which to our hearts are dear. When poems we learned with diligence, In English class we sat in fear. Trusting our deep intelligence. But when it came our turn to quote. The words had sped away. And the poem we had learned by rote. We absolutely could not say. XI How oft have we with joyful mien Long hours at the library spent. That some slight knowledge we might glean Of Heredity and Environment. W ith furrowed brows and aching backs, Huge musty books did we peruse And fill our brains with solid facts — Net often pause to woo the muse. XII W hen in Senior House you pass the year And lessons of length prepare. Without Collier and his lift of cheer. You climb the golden stair. May you still some fleeting leisure know The color to bring to light. And may Nature still her kindness show When for health’s rewards you fight. 42 XIII Now that our reign is at an end. And coral holds her place supreme. May Future some fond message send To keep our memory ever green. Dear M. V. S., your counsel wise Shall make our paths more clear. Our deepest love still rests with you In recollections dear. Class To Senior Class of 1911 May glory, praise, and homage be given, Your standards we bless, Now raise them above, And let us in chorus proclaim our love: Ye leave thee dear school. In the world take our place. Prepared for the cares We in future must face. The friendships thou hast brought Through life we shall take. The lessons thou hast taught Through our hearts penetrate. To thee, M. V. S., Sacred debts we shall owe, and take away. Memories sweet, That in our own hearts we shall cherish, Where ' er fate leads, These ideals will not perish ; The stamp of our worth proves our loyalty. So praise 1911 we bring to thee. And our symbol of Immortality. T unc — Pilgrim ' s Chorus. — Vivian Caun t. 45 SENIOR HOUSE Programme of Closing lExerrtses Saturday, April Eighth 8.00 P.M. Glee Club Concert Thursday, April Twenty-Seventh 9.30 A.M Reading of Senior Themes Sunday, April Thirteenth 8.00 P.M. Installation of the Order of the Lily Friday, May Twelfth Moonlight Excursion to Great Falls of the Potomac Friday, May Nineteenth 8.00 P.M. Piano and Song Recital Saturday, May Twentieth 11.00 A.M. Alumnae Reunion Sunday. May Twenty-First 8.00 P.M. Baccalaureate Sermon By Rev. V. R. Wedderspoon, D.D. 49 Monday. May Twenty-Second 10.30 A.M. School Day Exercises Tuesday , May Twenty-Third 8.00 P.M. Senior Play “The Conqueror” The New Willard Wednesday, May Twenty-Fourth 11.00 A.M. Class Exercises 8.00 P.M. Senior Tree Planting Thursday, May Twenty-Fifth 1 1 .00 A.M. Iraduating Exercises Address by Rev. Robert Johnston, D.D. The New Willard 50 A tHsrussion Heredity and Environment Bv the SENIOR CLASS 1. The Outlook Elizabeth Swartzell II. Direct Heredity: theories of Gertrude Tweedy III. Social Heredity Josephine Lacy Bessie B. Lewis IV. Environment : analysis of Wynifred Maxon Kathryn J. Decker V. DilI: A Story of Environment Elizabeth R. Brown I. I he relative parts played by Nature and Nurture in the Genesis of Genius a. The V orld’s View — Carlyle’s Conception of a Great Man Sue K. Watson 1). The Test of Histur 1. I he Artist Clarinne R. Hunter 2. Ihe Musician Evelyn T. Jackson 3. The Novelist Mary U. Neipp 4. The Captain of Industry Dorothy Harvey 5. The Leader Irene Brown II. Ihe relation of the individual to his heredity and his environment a. A Novelist’s View Emily Winship h. A Dramatist’s View Vera D. denies c. The Power of the Will Emily I. Campbell d. The Awakening: a drama Vivian B. Caunt e. A Factor in Environment Helen Foss VIII. Who Are the Disinherited? Marcella Thompson IN. Anyman: an allegory Dorothy A. Peet X. The Art of Arts Mardo A. Peck Selected to be read Senior Day 51 THE JUNIOR BANQUET junior Banquet oug Tunc — “1 Cannot Sing the Old Songs’ Before we leave our school, With all its memories dear, To you. the Junior Class, We ' ll sing our praise sincere. And when we all have parted, Our love will always be. Repeat: And friendships true and loyal. Will bind us e ' er to thee. We wish for v ni, our Juniors. Success and pleasures, too. May Senior House be always A home most dear to you. Oh, cherish it with deepest love, With longings in your heart. So farewell. Juniors, now we sing, To you before we part. Repeat : Djp lamentable (Tragedy of Hultits Caesar Presented by the Junior Class Cast Julius Ctesar .... . Bessie O’Connell Brutus 1 r . . . .Josephine Appel Cassius Conspirators j . . Mona Burroughs Casca I l Marie d’Autremont Trebonius .... J i ..Margaret Bigelow Mark Antony . j r Octavius Caesar ' t Triumvirs Marcus Lepidus j i • .. Mildred Astrich Pindarus Cato Soothsaver .Josephine Murphy Calpurnia Portia . Katherine Beeson Caesars Cat Moon Marguerite Condon (Lbr SUirijlar Presented by The Sophomore Class Cast Mrs. ( harles Dover, a bride Madeleine Heniinway Mrs. Valine Armsby, a vonng widow Effie Tuttle Mrs. John Burton, the hostess Kathleen Baillie Miss Freda Dixon Theo Cleveland Miss Edith Brent Marie Porter The Burglar By Himself Clii perial Class presents THE GENTLEMAN NEXT DOOR and BETSEY TROT WOOD AT HOME “The Gentleman Next Door ' ' Mrs. Nickleby Gail Gorham Kate Nickleby Matilda Sargent Gentleman Next Door Elizabeth Luke Peggoty Gretchen ( iorton “Betsey Trotvvood at Home Betsey Trot wood Mr. Dick Janet David Copperfield Mr. Munlstone . Miss Munlstone . . . Harriet Candee . . . . Lois Millard . . . Marjorie Lee Margaret Mower . . . Edith Young . Terrene Rogers MAIN HOUSE Ctje Conqueror Hv Irene Brown Presented by THE SENIOR CLASS OF 1911 Cast Prince of Hindustan Rajah Ranga Nishada . . j Mann Followers of Prince Nala | Sanadah Messenger Soldier Yogi Priest Princess Kalee ' Dancers ■ Attendants to Rajah Mardo Peck Dorothy Peet Sue Watson [ . Wynifred Maxon -! Helen Foss ; Elizabeth Swartzell . . . .Josephine Lacy P essie Lewis Vera denies . . Kathryn Decker . . . . Emily Campbell Vivian Caunt Emily Winship Clarinne Hunter Elizabeth Brown Evelyn Jackson Marcella Thompson Marv Neipp Dorothy Harvey Gertrude Tweedy 61 butterfly It was almost spring in tlie great city. Already the hill and the forests of the country were clad with verdure. But, in the city, who had time to note these harbingers of spring; who had time to hear the songs of the birds that far too rarely dared the suffocation of the vile smoke that hung like a veil over the city? Who cared? Spring meant nothing; the machines of the great factories never stopped; their noises never ceased, and their filth was never purified. What could spring mean ? The little Italian girl, Theresa, gazed over her great machine out of the window at the smoky blue of the sky. O, how she longed for the brilliant skies and verdant hills of her native land; how her soul groped after the lost sun- shine! Her head ached and her heart was heavy; two great tears rolled down her cheeks. O, how she wanted “Theresa be careful,” cried her companion. But the warning came too late; she was caught in the iron grip of the great machine. True her employer had warned her to pay strict attention to the iron monster, but what are the warnings of an employer to one whose heart is filled with longings for the spring? Several days later, in the simple ward of the hospital, Theresa lay uncon- scious of pain in her poor tortured body, conscious only of the green trees she could see through the window, alive to the spirit of spring, awake to the call of the birds, but unable to answer. Many times she asked her nurse if she were not back in Italy, if her life in the factory were not only a dream. She could not understand why she must stay in bed. “But I have no pain,” she would say to the big, grey doctor when he came to see her, “and 1 do want the sunshine so. It was then that they moved her bed close to the window so that she might be “nearer to spring. But Theresa knew from the calm quiet of the peace that was settling down on her that it was to be her last spring. How brightly the sun seemed to shine! O, there never was such a morning! The very earth seemed to dance, and the air to sparkle. The trees sang a song of triumph. Theresa felt that her supreme moment had come. O, how happy she was! W hat was that that dropped so gladly through the window? Was it a spark of sunshine from the great world outside? .Vow it wavered — floated — now it fluttered and lighted on the flowers in the window. It could not he a bird, it was more like a great golden flower floating in the wind. Theresa thought it reminded her of a song that she had heard years ago in Italy. It seemed suspended, quavering, and then, in the fullness of the final note, it seemed to open the gates of heaven to her soul. Was it? — no, — it could not be. — Yes ! — it was — a butterfly! Theresa looked at it in wonder, for to her a butterfly had always been the symbol of sunshine and light. W hy did it linger so caressingly on the border between light and darkness? It seemed that it was weaving a net about her, as into the sunshine and back again it fluttered, weaving — always weaving. She knew not how, but suddenly a voice seemed to say, “f am the spirit of life immortal, come and play in the light. Come and dance to the song of the spheres; come, come, come out into the spring! There is always sunshine and I will help you to see it.” The songs of the birds were drowned in more celestial music; the trees sang their triumph, and Theresa, clothed in the light of springtime, flew out into the sunshine with the spirit of immortality. In the hospital the golden sunlight rested a moment on the still, white bed. then it too flickered away into the springtime. Irene L. Brown. Comnmtrtfmtfnt (Thursday morning, illny (Tiurnty-fiftlj rleueit o’rlnrk Program Processionai Lachncr “Praise God Prom Whom all Blessings Flow Largo Handel Mr. Anton Kaspar PRAYER Rev. Charles Wood, D.D. Overture — D er Freischutz Il’eber Chorus — 1 Waited for the Lord Mendelssohn Glee Club ADDRESS TO GRADUATING CLASS “The Like Symmetrical Rev. Robert Johnston, D.D. Morning Song Henschel Miss O’Connell PRESENTATION OF DIPLOMAS Mrs. Somers BENEDICTION Coronation March Meyerbeer Musical Director, Mr. Joseph Kaspar fCast Mill aitfc (Hratantpnt of fit? Class of 1911 Marcella Thompson |N I HE name of Everlasting Grinds — oh, we Seniors! We, members of the hard-worked class of 1911, of Mount Vernon Seminary, of the city of the only man who never told a lie, in the District of 69.245 square miles, having by numerous bluffs, quiz-books, and midnight oil. com- pleted our lengthy course in the above venerable institution of learning and being about to pass to the gay life beyond, do make, constitute and ordain this, our last attempt at partiality, hereby revoking and annulling anv former attempt at favoritism by either word or writing. 1st. As to the ceremony of our burial, we do direct that all hobble skirts be omitted and we lie clad in Mother I lubbards ( there having been some contention among our acquaintances as to the width of a perfect lady ' s skirt). 2d. We do direct that all our just debts of gratitude for week-ends spent at Atlantic City, the numerous dinners at the Willard, and visits to Chase’s shall be paid for by our friends and beloved Juniors, by total abstinence from same. 3d. Unto our followers, by necessity, we bequeath our one large estate — Senior House Manor. Handle it with care, and ma it forever lie the home of our one male friend — Sir Peel Cole Coke. If the future holder of this property should at any time mistreat his lordship, or find him too infirm, then may be be sent in fitting state to the land of intensive farming.” 4th. We likewise w ill and bequeath the furnishings of Senior porch to you, Ob Juniors. Mat they help you in your already planned mode of enter- taining the Juniors of next year. The only restriction that we suggest is that you treat gently the hammocks, and it Miss Purdy should meet with a mishap, that Miss Astrich be at band. 5th. By special request our old and faithful servitor, Maud Hamilton, lias asked to be passed on to the Rogues’ Gallery. It is our wish that you make her passage peaceful and placid. 67 6th. To Miss Katherine Beeson, it is the. desire of Miss denies to leave the drawing-room, wherein to carry on her various conquests. May Miss Beeson meet with as much success. More advice is “Useless.” 7th. The disposition of Beelzebub. Miss Decker s prized piece of proto- plasm, in the shape of a turtle has perplexed us greatly, but it has been con- sidered most fitting to keep it within the family, so we pass him on to the tender keeping of Miss Klizabeth Cook. 8th. The work of enlarging our intercourse with the outside world has not been altogether satisfactorily carried on. To you, Juniors, we leave the task of perfecting it under the direction of Miss Jennette Lane, lor we recognize the fact that it would he an easy task for her to import a “cable” from Davenport. ( Jth. During the year we have noticed the scarcity in the sale of base- ball tickets; the failure in the ball season has been due to many causes, but Miss Bessie Belle Lewis has weekly received her dividends, proving that her investments have been well chosen. This stock we bequeath to Miss Mar- garet Clingan, hoping she will derive every benefit therefrom as she makes use of the golden opportunities offered her. loth. ( )ur income from the trays and the sick list this year has not been kept up to the av erage. The carrying oil of this enterprise we leave to Miss Katherine Lease, and feel confident that under her supervision and sudden attacks it will prosper. Misses boss and Brown have become rather lax in their accounts. 1 1th. To Miss gives Patterson, after all our i list debts have been paid, we will and bequeath, if there be am left, the Senior right to “Dill Pickles” and all contraband articles of food. 12th. The chameleons, Kate and Duplicate, have long made our home a scene of tumult, and though they have often strayed from the fern-leaf hearth, they hold a tender place in our hearts. To Miss Phyllis Purdy we leave them, trusting to her mighty and strong arm to keep these prodigals from harm and the wild ways of the world. 13th. It seems expedient that the “Admiration Bureau,” conducted by Miss Dorothy Peet in the beginning of the year, be reopened next October by Miss Aileen McC arthy. Me would hereby advise Miss McCarthy that all applicants be given strong stimulus, to tin lack of which, Miss Peeps failure was due. 14th. A composed manner, a walking pocket dictionary, a melodious voice, Miss Mardo Peck leaves to Miss Josephine Murphy. 15th. One of our members, Miss Emily Winship, feels that she cannot fittingly depart from this life without making suitable disposure of her popu- larity, which she feels is too valuable to leave to mere chance disposal. In view of her request, we desire that the same become the portion of Miss Jose- phine Appel, although Emily’s field of action has not been within the (leorge- town limits. Directions for use: A southern accent, A rather winning smile, A hypnotic “Boston.” 16th. With great reverence we bequeath the immortal spirit of our poetic Irene to the soul of Miss Marie d’Autremont, with sincere wishes that she put this great gift to better use than praising the particular tilt of milady’s eyebrow. 17th. The Worth and Paquin models, which Miss Josephine Lacy lias had to lay aside on account of the revival of the simple “Somers’ frock.” and her lavish supply of earrings, she bequeaths to Miss Elizabeth Drew , as quite appropriate on her week-end trips to Annapolis. 18th. Miss Mary Xeipp’s continuous song, “(five Me Anything but Keep Me Thin,” she leaves with tenderest compassion to Miss Elizabeth Thompson. 19th. After due consideration, realizing that she cannot carry her earthly possessions to the outside world, Miss Sue Kearsley W atson lias, with many lamentations, decided to give to Miss Bessie OVonnell the much dis- cussed private car, to be used n her living trips t the “Ranch” near Mapletun. 20th. W ith great solemnity, we will and bequeath to you, Juniors, our dictionary. In glancing over this edition, you, perhaps, will notice the omission of the expression, “How Fresh!” This we have erased with all due respect to you, knowing your aversion to said phrase, and your plans for a more original mode of speech. 21st. Finally, to the class of 1 ( M2, we leave the home of tenderest memories, of sweetest friendships, of joys, of sorrow ' s. May it mean to you what it has meant to us. Only when you, too, are Seniors, will you realize with what love and regret we give it to you, and ask you to take our vacant places. 09 Lastly, all the rest and residue of our estate, real, personal, and mixed, of which we shall die seized and possessed, we do give and bequeath unto such of our friends as patiently wait with us during the ordeal of graduation. W e do hereby constitute and appoint Collier and Thomas to he Lxecutors of this our last will and testament, hereby requesting that they be compelled to furnish bond in the sum of forty elevators and twenty rakes, before entering upon the duties of such Lxecutors. In witness whereof we have hereunto set our hands and affixed our seal, this twenty-fourth day of May, A. L). 1911. Class of 1911. Sealed, signed, published, and declared by the said Senior Class, as and for their last will and testament, in our presence, who in their presence, and at their request, and in the presence of each other, have hereunto subscribed our names as w itnesses. Mitty and Rex. to Hpilogup If we any have offended, Remember hut this simple thought: Ills forgot are soonest mended— Or, at least sn we’ve been taught. But if any have found pleasure. In perusing this, our book, We regret no hours of leisure Spent in toil, while others took Holidays and trips for pleasure. To the river or the park. We are paid now in full measure, Though we have missed many a lark. Our thanks sincere we give to thee, Oh, gentle reader. Now. farewell ! Pray don’t forget us — that’s our fee: Will you do it? — who can tell? Contents PAGE Mrs. Elizabeth J. Somers Frontis Prologue 4 Editorial Staff 5 Senior Class 7 History of 1911 15 Prophecy 29 Class Poem 35 ( lass Lamentation 39 Class Song 45 Senior House 47 Program of Closing Exercises 49 A Discussion 51 The Junior Banquet 52 Junior Banquet Song 53 The Junior Class 54 The Lamentable Tragedy f Julius C.esar 55 The Sophomore ( lass 56 The Burglar 57 The Special Class 58 The Main House 60 The Conqueror 61 The Butterfly 63 Program of Commencement 65 Last Will and Testament of the Class of 1911 67 Epilogue 71 BAILEY, BANKS BIDDLE CO. Makers of Senior Class Rings and Society Pins Mount Vernon Seminary School Organizations contemplating the purchase of Emblems are invited to write for designs, samples and prices. 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We have a competent corps of Artists to promptly and thoroughl y execute all orders entrusted to us, and carry in stock a wide variety of high- class Wall Papers, Draperies and other decorative fabrics. R. W. J. B. HENDERSON, INC. I I 09 F STREET AND I I 0 8 G STREET Sketches and Estimates Cheerfully Furnished Upon Application “Odd things not found elsewhere ” Berry and Whitmore Company JEWELERS DESIGNING SILVERSMITHS ENGRAVING STATIONERS REPAIRING DIAMOND MERCHANTS CLASS RINGS, CRESTS AND EMBLEMS designed and made by the best artists and most skilled workmen Our department of Stationery maintains the highest standard of excellence in the Engraving of Invitations, Designing and Printing of Programs, Menus and Place-Cards F and Eleventh Streets Washington, D C. Orders by mail receive prompt and intelligent service Phone M 4545-4546 V. M. ROTH LADIES’ TAILOR IMPORTER 1224 I4TH STREET N.W. ESTABLISHED 1852 Wm. 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REEVES’ Candies and Bonbons Compliments of a Friend •Parisian Siairfrrrssing parlors LEON JULES, Proprietors Arliatir aub Fashionable (Coiffeurs 1332 H Street Northwest Phone Main 4234 ?Jarts attb Condon Diplomas ONDULATION MARCEL MANICURING COLORING SCIENTIFIC FACIAL AND SCALP TREATMENT IMPORTED HAIR ORNAMENTS INVISIBLE TRANSFORMATION WIGS AND TOUPEES ONLY FIRST-CLASS SHELL GOODS AND TOILET ARTICLES We do any kind of hair work. Wc use only the finest and selected human cut hair. We’can match any shade. Leon Jules’ transformation the most comfortable to wear. We call special attention to this marvelous transformation, our own Design; can be Dressed in anyjstyle. For travelling and seashore it is indispensable. The elegance and comfort of our establishment has acquired for the firm a wide renown. Fitted up to date with all the latest improvements and private rooms. 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