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

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SENIORS PETER G. KUH Pete Swarthmore BARBARA WRIGHT Barb Sweet Briar JAMES CALVIN WIEBOLDT ELEANORE MARY ZEISS Jim Cornell Zeissy Vassar

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SENIORS JOHN RITCHIE, JR. ' Jack Amherst JANE H. HARDY Jane Sweet Briar RICHARD F. HART LYDIA HIBBARD ELLIOTT ' Dick Harvard Hib Smith

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CLASS WILL We, the class of ' 39, having at last fulfilled the exalted station of Seniors, and regretting our future transfiguration to the lowly status of Freshmen, being of sound minds full of happy memories, do hereby bequeath the following cherished possessions: To the Juniors — Our seats with the lower grades in morning ex. To the Sophomores — Our morals. To the Freshmen — The hours after midnight. To the Faculty — Our youth (They ' ve already taken the best years of it). Pudgy — Her school spirit to Betty Mercer. Pete — His football letter to John Bingham. Peg — Her blue sneakers to Miki Marion — Her languor to Marj Otter. Jack — His studiousness to Bill Watkins. Mac — His wild stories to Spike. Anne — Her Zephyr to Stan Johnson. Bob — His football shoes to Franny Wilson. Let ' s see him fill them. Janet — Her pep to Dulcy. Dick — His place on the touch football team to E. Fallon. Spankie — Her giggle to Sally Glaser. Rog — Thisbe to the Freshmen. Daugh — Her red coat to Mr. Smith. Mary — Her cynicism to Alice Warner. 3ull — His jokes to the S. S. Class. Mir — Her integrity to Larry Brashears. Jo — A well-locked building to Mr. Bollinger. Jean — Her sophistication to Nancy Scribner. Jim — His height to Anne Johnson. Hib — Her obtuseness to Patty Totman. Loey — Her weight to the football team. John — His cooking ability to Mrytle Gibson. Jane — Her disposition to Babs Pettibone. Barb — Her cyclamen lipstick to Miss Leslie. Merritt — His taciturnity to Loey Mason. Bill — His white track pants (underwear) to Tommy Keator. Harriet — Her hair to Miss Rost. Ziessy — Her vagueness to Mr. Taylor. CLASS PROPHECY It was on a hot spring day when Mr. Corkran was discoursing on labor problems that I suddenly heard a deafening roar and crash, and the next minute I found myself standing on a busy metropolitan corner! No- ticing a newspaper stand nearby, I dazedly grabbed a paper and found to my amaze- ment the date was 1949. I tremblingly turned the pages and came upon large headlines, announcing: Eliot ' s Newest Book Baffles Nation. Further on, it stated, Johan Eliot, noted professor of Boopers Institute, has done remarkably well in his latest work, 7s Grav- ity Here to Stay? ' Prof. Eliot maintains, ' If people wouldn ' t bother about gravity, grav- ity wouldn ' t bother about them. ' This must be 1949, I sighed, and con- tinuing down the street I spotted a large building labeled Dance Palace. The place advertised Spankie Macfarland and Her Troup of Dazzling Dynamos — Positively Last Week. Hoping that Spankie might be prac- ticing, I rushed to the stage door. There she was, with her hair a brilliant platinum, and with a charm bracelet composed of fourteen fraternity pins jangling on her wrist. Hi! You ' re just in time to hear the girls rehearse, Spanky greeted me. Is that noise an orchestra? I queried. Sure, she answered. Lydia still pounds the drums, like in the good old days, and she ' s one of our big attractions, too. Janet- er- plays the clarinet, and swings by her teeth on a rope between acts. Marion sings now, she added. The Bazooka got too many complaints, but they call her the Helen Morgan of ' 49, these days. Say, why aren ' t Jean and Eleanore Zeiss here? I questioned. Well, Spankie said, combing her hair vigorously, Zeissie, as you know, always had western tendencies. She finally married a bronco buster, and when they ' re not break- ing in horses, they ' re raising the twins to be cattle rustlers. How cute, I sighed reminiscently. What about Jean? Shh — , Spankie whispered furtively. She ' s an international spy. Right now she ' s in Albania posing as Countess Vonderplotz. What, I cried. Where ' s her husband? If you mean the fourth one, she left him, I was informed. The fifth one was the