North Shore Country Day School - Mirror Yearbook (Winnetka, IL)

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THE MIRROR 19 Percy:—No! Three weeks. B. Ripley:—The next person who spaks without permis¬ sion will kindly leave the room. M. Venenma:—You tell ’em. B. Ripley:—Fare thee well. Chorus from Class:—Good-bye. (M. V. leaves room.) M. Vennema (as the door closes):—Well, you won’t get anything from me for your old year book. M. Thomas:—Lovely spirit! B. Ripley:—Exit Number Two. M. Thomas:—Let me tell you what I am going to do for. . L. Massey:—One more gone. (Door closes on M. T.’s fly¬ ing skirts.) B. Ripley:—Libby, will you kindly refrain from doing your algebra? Chorus from girls:—Oh, Barb, show them your “Deep Sea of Education” drawing. (Barb passes around her cartoon.) Johnnie:—Oh, I am so fussed! Winnie (passing judgment):—Very good! Very well done. R. Copeland (knocks over a book or two):—Heavens! B. Ripley:—Less noise, please. I for one will say this meeting has not been a success; will someone move the meet¬ ing to be adjourned? Entire Class:—I move the meeting to be adjiurned!

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18 THE MIRROR A Typical Freshman Meeting Characters: Entire Freshman Class. Place: West 3. Time: The Present. Setting: Class is seated in and on chairs. B. Ripley standing at Miss C ' s desk. B. Ripley:—The meeting will please come to order. Small Voice—Yes, indeed. M. Ott:—Oh, Bee, tell them about your new idear. Class:—Idear! Idear! B. Ripley:—The meeting will please come to order. B. Groves:—Well, what’s your wonderful idea? B. Ripley:—For you to draw cartoons for the Year Book. B. Groves:—Good night! L. Massey:—We want other things. H. Anderson:—Naturally, and why can’t Mary Ott write something? (These remarks followed by a storm of others.) M. Thomas:—Sh-h-h ! B. Ripley:—Will the meeting please come to order. Percy, have you any idea? Percy:—No-o-o. (Grins from Holly.) M. Janney (To H. Hardenbergh) :—And wasn’t her dress adorable? M. Thomas:—Oh, Helen and Midge, can’t you stop dis¬ cussing clothes for a few minutes? J. McEwen:—I have a contribution: Her eyes were like the sunshine; Her tears were like the rain. She stole my soul; she stole my heart; She stole my watch and chain. B. Ripley:—Charles, what have you to say? C. Klotz (looking bored) :—Nothing—I guess. (Meanwhile the room roars with conversation.) B. Ripley (pounding on the table) :—We aren’t accom¬ plishing anything. Voice (in an undertone) :—I’ll say we aren’t. B. Ripley:—When shall we meet again to discuss the year book? Percy:—Three weeks from today. M. Ott:—Well, let’s hold a meeting a week from to¬ morrow.

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20 THE MIRROR Guess Who? His features dark, a good physique, At football he is quite a streak. . . .? H ’ - A big fat brother he has, we re aware And he himself has straight, light hair. . . . ? t ' A heap of freckles and curly hair. His penmanship is hard to bear. . . d? There is a young girl who keeps a good rule, “When you can work it, stay out of school”. . . . ? She is possessed of short, straight hair, And friendship is her quality rare. . . .? Long nose and chin mark his face No better scout in the human race. . . .? Very tall, with brown bobbed hair, She is gay and free from care. . . .? MAA • Breaks the scale when he is weihged. But a rep, with studies he has made. . . .? V She is slender and fair With blond curly hair.? V C1 She is very good at getting in bad, Always cheerful, but this makes her sad. . . .? Tall and straight, sometimes called “Fash,” Around in cars you’ll see him dash. . . .? Wi ' Short brown hair, and big blue eyes, At her lessons she is quite wise . . . . ? For falling from ladders she sure has the knack. For didn’t she fall on her poor little back. . . .? Good in base ball, hitting flies. G Bobbed hair, and blue-green eyes. . . .? - She’s got quite a pigtail, so they say. And according to some she’s the girl of the day. . . .? Tanned from the sun, just back from the South, He has big ears and a little mouth. . . .? Golf and .ennis are sports he likes, His mom’ gives cups for tennis fights. . . .? T ' ] , Short and witty, likes the girls, But just the ones that have the curls. . . .? 3 ' A Sort of stout, with long white hair. At playing ball she fans the air. . . . ?tAi Freckled face and a real good sport. For our president she’s the sort. . . . ? AJ? This young girl owns a beautiful (?) dog, You’d know his bark in a London fog. . . . ? At basket ball she plays quite hard. I’ll say she plays a good fast guard. . . .? Short, bright, and full of pep. Such is this young lady’s rep. . . .? Short and fat, and studies hard; Some people say she played goal guard. . . ,?