Mount Vernon Seminary - Cupola Yearbook (Washington, DC)

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Josephine Anne Muller Janet Lee Myers At birth, Jo was the recipient of God’s greatest gift — plenty brains, and consequently her aca- demic efficiency or ratio of results obtained in in-put effort has always been about 100j c y . This combination of Marconi, Einstein, and Aristotle is always engaged in some task; be it Optima, editing the Cellophane , or running study hall; that is, when she hasn’t taken a weekend off to some interesting locality. As she arrives within the walls again after one of these sojourns, she is always loaded with useful little souvenirs and hardware. Texan extraordinary, this ver satile individual is reputed to have a forehand guaranteed to scorch the skin off a ball; a cast-iron tongue, and an ear-to-ear grin when she answers: “Oh, I had a gay ole time!” Yellow team; chapel committee, III; president of sports club, III; basketball varsity. III, IV; ten- nis varsity, III, IV; Optima, III, IV; Optima president, IV; editor of Cellophane , IV; student council, IV; house council, IV. Scene: The locker room. J.L.M.: “Anyone driv- ing the hill?” This is the famous line of our heroine, playing the leading role in “Four Years in an Egg Shell” or “The Perils of Foxhall.” Janet is the original of the original troupe who started this play’s long run on Broadway . . . oops! I mean Foxhall. Besides being an expert on traffic conditions, this city has seen seventeen years of the life of Miss M. Even this cannot detr act from the ad- mirable fact that she has not yet changed her stride to race through life with the anxious throng. As you will notice, Janet is a quiet girl , which makes her utterances the more worth lis- tening to. Janet has made the grade, our hearts, and last, but not least . . . the hill. Yellow team; gardening club, I; typing activity, II; Cellophane , III; Cupola, 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

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Marta Ortiz Buonofina Our Latin American senior, with blue-black hair, orbs with the combustible qualities of a cigarette, and the come-hither look, is notorious for her friendliness, liveliness, and her rendition of the mambo with the Ortiz swing. Also famed for her weekend jaunts to Mexico City and other distant utopias her favorite sentiments as: ' He’s my type . . . he’s a man!”, are typical of the girl from Guatemala. Recognized as one of these in- telligent individuals who can reel off homework in half an hour, Marta also reigns over the White team as captain, a rule both sagacious and benevolent. At any time you may hear, in an accent one-quarter Guatemalan, one-quarter southern, one-quarter Yankee, and the last quarter Texan: “Those are dee-tails!” White team captain; sports club, III; hockey var- sity, IV; Cellophane , IV. Elizabeth Wharton Price The last bell for classes has rung, and in Miss DeZouche’s room, roll is being taken. “All pres- ent except Betsy Price.” Before anyone can take a con jecture on just where Betsy is, a loud crash reverberates through the halls followed by a wail: “Everything always happens to me!” Ac- companied by several more crashes, Betsy is an- nounced to the English class. At least we guess it is she, for the onlv r clue is a blonde head dis- guised by paper, books, purses, and other sundry items. Some might say that is scatterbrained, but this is stoutly denied, as she is just perpet- ually gay and happy. Winning an art award, no mean feat, surprised Miss P. And so we can safely say: happy hunt- ing, whether you are Mrs. V.M.I. ora mad artist, or both. White team; typing. III; prep players, III, IV; glee club, IV. [ 28