Mount Vernon Seminary - Cupola Yearbook (Washington, DC)

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Monica Ismct B oheman J [ancy Ruth Brandt Mona started out her internment at M.V.S. by providing actual proof to the misinformed in- habitants here that everyone from Scandinavia does not have blue eyes and blonde hair, so usu- ally attributed to them. Arriving from Sweden and disillusioning her classmates, she was, in turn, dillusioned. It was proved conclusively that a right triangle does not have 56°. From disillusion she advanced to discourse — this con- cerning modern art, and thence a defeat by the same. Apart from these battles, she trod the boards, giving unforgettable performances of Harlequin and Joan of Arc. As time passed, her blue (pardon), brown eyes looked up to welcome the Navy, both of U.S. and of Sweden: organizations in which she has much interest. In passing: it’s not only trains that arrive late. White team; prep players, III, IV; cheerleader, IV. Long blonde hair, ninety-five pounds, and a winsome look are assets to a personality new to the campus this year. The enviable hair and the still more enviable avoirdupois belong con- tinually to a volatile individual who can claim China and other oriental locations of the myste- rious East as her home. The winsome look is most evident during Physiology where we have the question: ‘ But why? I don ' t understand.’’ Is it possible to enjoy an atmosphere where the strains of “I’ve never been in love before’’ blares, oozes, creeps, and tootles ad infinitum? Ah, but entirely possible, if the atmosphere be- longs to the house of Nancy! She has supped deeply from the happy spring of optimism. She is content to let others worry while she makes the best of everything. Yellow team; Cupola, IV.

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Dorothy Ann Baer Petite vet peppy, and blonde in the natural state, Dottie is a characteristic M.V.S. girl whose phi- losophy is: “Party makes the world go round !” With school chaperonage or free lance, her ac- tions revolve about this foundation. She may be seen hugging the Yellow team mascot as a cheerleader in the fall, clutching a tennis racquet in the spring, or racing agilely up the hill while veiling stentorian! v : “The mail’s up.” Singing with the Glee Club and dancing in the modern way are two fortes in school; she develops her ability in the opposite direction also . . . the Charleston and |itterbug on one hand and every new popular song on the other, proving to be a gay asset to the boarding life behind the iron gates. Yellow team; prep players. III; cheerleader, III, IV; secretary of chapel committee. III, IV; presi- dent of glee club, IV, Cupola, IV. Mornssa Yeager Basseches The day any day, everyday; time 8:45; place chapel line up; person involved Rissy. Quiet is requested at the first chapel bell, but this has not yet been accomplished, at least by one person at M.V.S. ! The chapel line is poised, ready, when a small curly headed person rushes into line with a giggle: I ' m here! Bobby, I’ve something to tell you!” “Quiet,” sternly. “But it’s impor- tant.” The door opens and the important mes- sage waits. In classes: we notice she has much to say, always finding time to say it. After classes: one sees a creature running about the field, getting in everywhere, adding to the con- fusion, and to her list of injuries. At day’s end: Tm coming, wait for me” giggle. The busses roll on all accounted for. White team, prep players, II; sports club, III; hockey varsity, III, IV; baseball varsity, III, IV; Cupola, IV; chapel committee, IV. { 14

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Evelyn Kalmon Burger HilJcgardc Cappclmann When a South’n accent comes drawling along in the breeze and one eyebrow cocks up, you can usually find Evy. With dark, dark hair, hazel eves, and a contagious chuckle, she adds a sense of humor as well as food after lights to the dorm. Having quickly become acclimated to M.Y.S., its rules and routine, Evv has seemed “an old girl” from the start; her favorite pastime must be talking on the telephone since that is what she does at every opportunity. An avid supporter of “ole Alabam’ Ev leans toward the South in history class or colleges, and ’tis said she is a member of the group that is still lighting the Civil War. Yellow team; Cupola, IV. “God created the heaven and the earth and all that was in them.” Then God took a day’s rest. God made Hilda C.; and, if the next day was not Sunday, we’ll wager that it was im- mediately made a legal holiday. We look in upon the Cappclmann abode and find Hilda bustling about, as she packs sundry garments for the big weekend at V.M.I. with vou-know- whom. “What more could a girl ask for? Hmmm!” And this southern belle takes off on another jaunt to Utopia. School? Oh, yes . . . among other things we find that athletics never both- ered her, nor did she bother athletics. Excelling in the domestic arts, we predict it won’t be long before she’ll be using the knowledge gained. “What do you mean, ‘you-all’ isn’t correct?” White team; art club. III; glee club, IV; prep players, IV . I 16