Mount Vernon Seminary - Cupola Yearbook (Washington, DC)

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M ary Elizabeth Laws Inquiring as to the sources of Betsy’s fan mail, we have a reply: “Oh, not many; only Bobby, Tim, Vic, Mike, and Doug.” Nothing else need be said about her outside activities. During the course of her three years at Mount Vernon, Betsy has been a social league representative, cheerleader, and harassed business editor of the Cellophane , interrupting her career only when she took up campus residence during the autumnal equinox. She was no hindrance to lower senior hall’s notorious reputation! As the dim future becomes the cold present we hear Betsy’s theory: “It’s not the grades that count. It’s common sense!” The crystal ball portrays the future, and at the 100th anniversary Betsy no doubt will still be crowned with her filmy, glorious, blonde hair. White team; cheerleader, II, III, IV; typing, III; social league representative, III; business man- ager of Cellophane , IV. M ary Alice Lee Our gal with the three V’s: Voice, Vivacity, and Vocabulary . . . who else, but M.A., and the moments with her uke at G.U. picnics, New York trips with Jonesy, the Shoreham with Cuff, her “accident” at Jan’s, now and then a “George” or “I t ought I taw a puddy cat!” At this writing, M.A. is famous for her noon chats on the Black Instrument. So strong is the attraction for the airless booth, there must be some Driving Motive. She may well turn out to be a One-Man-Woman (although there are those who have yet to see it). Her creed: the rule of thumb, book and hand- kerchief, and to outsing everyone in chapel. (Who knows? She may be the “Thing”!) White team; secretary-treasurer of class, I; cheer- leader, I, II; prep players, I, II; Carousel Board, I, II; library committee, I, II, III; social league, II; chapel committee, II, III, IV; class secretary, III; Carousel editor, IV; literary editor of Cupola, IV. 25 }

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Laura Lee Larson Beware . . . Beware the Dupont Circle under- pass! It is the haunt of Jou-Jou, the black mon- ster. Any unsuspecting streetcar going inno- cently along on its track is apt to fall into the clutches of this THING. Yea, I say unto you, this is the pet of Laura Lee. It seems hardly pos- sible for such a cosmopolitan to harbor a little beast such as this but she does. In odd mo- ments it even serves as her mode of transporta- tion! — But the first love of Laura’s life is the science or art of pleasing, expressive, or intel- ligible combinations of tones upon a musical instrument. This activity should send her places. Possessed of a fine sense of humor, a sporting dis- position, and willing to try anything once, she should have in store a successful future. Yellow team; prep players, III; art club, III; tennis varsity, III, IV; Optima, IV; Cupola, IV. Dale Winifred Lawrence Dale, a solmn maid. In far off ports her keel was laid: Still true to all things nautical . . . She has come from the land down-under, (Region of dingo and kangaroo) With an interest naught can break asunder (That of a love for Navy blue). A victim from the inoculation Of the held house and the occupation So common to all its dwellers, she Finds it hard to resist the powers-that-be. Abhorring small sisters and sox tinted grimy, She is the one whom the future is not able to stymie. Her rule of life -no mystery: What one is and wills — one still can be. White team; prep players, IV.

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Helen Mar MeDill Weather prognosticator plenipotentiary and ex- traordinary, Ney is one who has planted her restless feet for three years. They (re: feet) are deep in the soil . . . which is she, day student or hoarder? Frustrated cloud predictor, president of M.Y.’s Ozark Ike Club, point cup holder twice, eleven varsity letters, all-star Washing- ton hockey player, Optima . . . (puff puff) Well, why bother anymore? Being editor of this yearbook, she would probably heave this wastebasketward (editor s note: censored!). Her creed: that of Omar Khayyam. Destination: (might be the moon!) Her hobbv(ics): last min- ute English Y, trailing wandering books or expounding her ' we-are-all-atoms-inside-a-desk- in-someone-else’s-world” theory. In parting: ‘There’ll be snow tomorrow!” Yellow team; typing, II; basketball varsity, II, III, IV; tennis varsity, II, III, IV; baseball var- sitv, II, III, IV; athletic association representa- tive, II, III; sports club, III; library council, III; sports editor of Cellophane , III; hockey varsity, III, IV; Optima, III, I Y; editor of Cupola, IV. Miriam Cecilia McHale Seems to me there is a song that goes “Mimi, oh you funny little Mimi” or something like that; it must have been written especially for our Mimi. It expresses perfectly her gayety and care- free abandon of life. Yep, she is quite a girl, and when she grins, look on your own countenance, for you’ll find a similar facial contortion. Her friends try to tell you what it is about her that they like best, but she has one of those indefin- able personalities. Always in hot water or with- out a yellow sweater, you can’t forget the cheery attitude and also that you-know-she’ll-bc-in- anothcr-predicament-tomorrow. “Drink, for you know not whence you come, nor why. Drink, for you know not why you go, nor where.” White team; typing, 111; Cellophane 9 IV. { 26