Northrop Collegiate School - Tatler Yearbook (Minneapolis, MN)
- Class of 1918
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. K xyv V V i N x k xv $ x $Vxx$ W$ $ VV $ w K x NXQ w VXES W xxx: A V t W V3W xv Mr. Charles D. Velie, Mr. Frank- lin M. Crosby, and Mr. Edgar J. Cou- per form, with Miss Carse, the Build- ing Committee of Northrop School. We are happy to pay honor to the members of this committee for their unselfish, untiring devotion to our welfare. We thank them by these words, and we thank them in our hearts by loving the school their splendid efforts have built and equipped for us. F OREWORD We who are girls stand here beside the gate, The gate our country late has opened Wide. We see our brothers go and feel their pride; But we, we can but stand aside and wait. Country, our Mother, is there naught that we, We who are girls can give or do or share? Are these strong bodies weak, these hands too fair To have a part in this crusade for thee? Then spoke the Mother, iiLo! the broken wall! Fair handsathe gap, strong bodies-fill the breach; Steady, unfearing, each upheld by each, No heart too weak to help, no hand too small. Strength, Purity and Truth, the walls that stand, For which men die to save their native land. ABIGAIL FITHIAN HALSEY. Page 3 F ACULTY Principal, Miss Elizabeth Carse .......... 116 Oak Grove St. Assistant Principal, Miss Eva M. Smith. . . .1401 Willow St. Miss Neva Anderson ................................ 2117 Lyndale Ave. S. Mrs. Jean Anderson ...................................... 215 Groveland Miss Margaret Blossom ................................ 116 Oak Grove St. Miss Alma Binzel ........................................ Hastings Hotel Miss Mary Brewer .................................. 2314 Aldrich Ave. S. Miss Eunice J. Cleveland .................................. 203 E. 48th St. Mrs. F. L. Coe ........................................ 2911 James Ave. S. Miss Florence Davenport .............................. 1777 Colfax Ave. Miss Mary Gale ...................................... 116 Oak Grove St. Miss Abigail F. Halsey .................................. 203 E. 48th St. Miss Marguerite Guinotte .......................... 2411 Fremont Ave. S. Miss Gadarine Haronian .............................. 1777 Colfax Ave. S. Miss Pauline Hill .................................... 1915 Hennepin Ave. Miss Isabella Marzolf .................................... 1704 1st Ave. S. Miss Mabel Meek .................................... 1777 Colfax Ave. S. Miss Mary C. Nye .................................. 2115 Lyndale Ave. S. Miss Helen Pence ...................................... 1777 Colfax Ave. Miss Frances Quilliard ................................ 116 Oak Grove St. Miss Berniece Roemer ................................ 1915 Hennepin Ave. Mrs. Christine B. Ruud .............................. 303 Walnut St. S. E. Miss Sonja Marakoff .................................. 3245 First Ave. S. Miss Frances M. Smith ................................ 2109 BlaisdellAAve. Miss Maude Thompson ................................ 2314 Portland Ave. Page 5 COLLEGIATE DEPARTM ENT Marie Kampff .................................. 2204 Marshall Ave. N. E. Elizabeth Olson .............................. 1701 Portland Ave. Apt. 12. Mary Roach ........................................ 1924 Irving Ave. So. Karin Van Pyk ........................................ 2408 Lake Place SPECIAL STUDENTS Katherine Baker ........................................... 617 Kenwood Gladys Baldwin ...................................... 2219 Pillsbury Ave. Beulah M. Crocker ................................ 1821 Colfax Ave. S. Katherine Decker ...................................... 2401 lst Ave. S. Eleanor Dewey ...................................... 500 Groveland Ave. Mrs. A. Enkema .................................... 3132 James Ave. S. Elsie Freeman .......................................... '337 Oak Grove Mrs. Loyd Hixon ....................................... ThePlaza Hotel Katherine Marfield .................................. 1602 Harmon Place Katherine McMillan .................................... 239 Clifton Ave. Dorothy Record ........................................ 343 Oak Grove Helen Scanlon ........................................ 25 Groveland Ave. Mrs. Rollin R. Smith ........... . ......................... 116 Oak Grove Mrs. E. R. Woodward .............................. 2600 Irving Ave. S. Mrs E. W. S. Yeates .................................. 2024 Grand Ave. Page 7 $3 Elizabeth Abbott Page 8 The yearTs at the spring And days at the mom; MorningTs at seven; The hillsideTs dew-pearled; The larkTs on the wing; The snaiPs on the thorn; Gode in his heaven- All,s right with the world! ROBERT BROWNING. Annette Bardwell Helen Carroll Margaret Crosby Winona Heeter Mary Jordan Page 9 Henrietta Keating Rowene Light Mary Nash Lois Newton Page 10 Marian Parmele Muriel Peterson Joyce Petterson Helen Shaw Page 11 Mildre'd Shaw Virginia Yers Constance Zonne Page 12 SENIORS Elizabeth Abbott ...................................... 221 Clifton Ave. Annette Bardwell .................................... 3321 Second Ave. S. Helen Carroll ...................................... 2501 Pillsbury Ave. Margaret Crosby .................................... 2104 Stevens Ave. Winona Heeter ............... ' ....................... 2307 Pleasant Ave. Mary Jordan ........................................... 1917 Vine Place Henrietta Keating ...................................... 1901 Penn Ave. Rowene Light ...................................... 1813 Dupont Ave. S. Mary Nash ........................................ 310 Groveland Ave. Lois Newton ........................................ 2008 Aldrich Ave. Marion Parmele .................................... 2133 Kenwood Pkwy. Muriel Peterson .................................... 2208 Irving Ave. S. Joyce Petterson ............................................ Plaza Hotel Helen Shaw .......................................... 2036 Queen Ave. Mildred Shaw ........................................ 2036 Queen Ave. Virginia Yers ...................................... 4300 Dupont Ave. S. Constance Zonne .................................. 910 Mt. Curve Ave. Page 13 FORM XI Jean Anderson .................... , ................ Medicine Lake, Minn. Margaret Baltuff .................................... 1818 James Ave. S. Helen Blake ...................................... 2200 Irving Ave. S. Dorothy Bleecker ................................ 1527 Fremont Ave. N. Edith Daniels ...................................... 1729 Park Ave. S. Grace Devereux .................................... 1774 Bryant Ave. S. Betty Frankforter .................................. 525 River Road S. E. Lois Heegaard .................................. 1924 Humboldt Ave. S. Marion Leigh ........................................ 2000 Penn Ave. S. Alice Mathews .................................... 1931 Irving Ave. S. Ruth Pflaum .......................................... 1924 James Ave. Marion Prindle .................................... 1908 Irving Ave. S. Florence Purdy .................................. 2706 Lake Isles Blvd. Catherine Robertson 1835 Dupont Ave. S. Rosemary Zonne .................................. 910 Mt. Curve Ave. Page 15 FORM X Ethel Appleyard .................................. 2340 Lake Isles Blvd. Katherine Armatage .............................. 4600 Fremont Ave. S. Ruth Bovey .......................................... 400 Clifton Ave. Helen Browning .................................... 1911 Girard Ave. S. Elizabeth Carnahan ................................ 1775 Emerson Ave. Eleanor Couper .................................... 11819 Mt. Curve Ave. Eugenie Crosby ........................................ 2121 Park Ave. Dorothy Dodge .................................... 1712 Irving Ave. S. Margaret Dewey ..................................... 500 Groveland Ave. Helen Gage ...................................... 2701 Lake Isles Blvd. Eileen Hallet ........................................ 2231 West let St. Ruby Hegge ........................................ 1212 Douglas Ave. Betty Histed ..................................... 2572 Lake Isles Blvd. Elizabeth Howard .................... z ................ 1781 Logan Ave. Margaret Howard ..................................... 1781 Logan Ave. Mary Huntington .................................. 2801 Irving Ave. So. Katherine Jordan ...................................... 1917 Vine Place Sarah Mathews ...................................... 1931 Irving Ave. S. Jean McHugh ...................................... 428 Groveland Ave. Helen McLaughlin .................................... 1710 Knox Ave. S. Blanche McRae ...................................... 2005 Blaisdell Ave. Genevieve Odell .................................... 2536 Pillsbury Ave. Gladys Ridout ........................................ 711 Douglas Ave. Virginia Rigg .......................................... 2006 Penn Ave. Janet Schureman .................................. 1780 Lyndale Ave. S. Page 17 F ORM IX Mary Anderson .................................. Medicine Lake, Minn. Elizabeth Bovey ...................................... 212 W. Franklin Mildred Buffington ................................ 1908 Humboldt Ave. Barstow Burton ...................................... 1907 Irving Ave. Corynne Costin ........................................ 2300 Nicollet Ave. Eleanor Crangle .................................. 2629 Lake Isles Blvd. Mary Dibble ...................................... 1933 Dupont Ave. S. Elizabeth Gahre .................................... 1816 Irving Ave. S. Ellen Gunnerson .................................. 1725 Emerson Ave. S. Kathryn Hogan ............. ,. .......................... 2212 Colfax Ave. Elizabeth Laraway ...................................... 1605 Park Ave. Nancy Leach ...................................... 2429 Pillsbury Ave. Dorothy Mann ........................................ 1801 Logan Ave. Theodora Melone .................................... 2410 Pleasant Ave. Gertrude Mills ................. , ...................... 1816 Colfax Ave. Margaret McCulloch .................................. 3308 Irving Ave. Elizabeth McLane ................................ 2115 Humboldt Ave. S. Elizabeth Strong ............................ ' ........ 2324 Pillsbury Ave. Julia Thorpe ...................................... 1106 Mt. Curve Ave. Catherine Yerxa ............................................ Plaza Hotel Page 19 F ORM VIII Mary Andrews ........................................ 2117-2nd Ave. S. Virginia Bates .................................... 1820 Humboldt Ave. Eleanor Blakely .................................... 2200 Pillsbury Ave. Marion Couper ...................................... 1819 Mt. Curve Ave. Dorothy Daniels ........................................ 1729 Park Ave. Opal Finberg ........................................ 2812 Irving Ave. S. Jane Foote .................................... 2528 University Ave. S. E. Elsie Gage ........................................ 2701 Lake Isles Blvd. Frances Hallet ........................................ 2231 W. let St. Mary Heffelfinger .................................... 1828-3rd Ave. S. Nancy Heffelfinger ...................................... 2200-lst Ave. Eleanor Kingman ........................................ 225 Ridgewood Betty Law .......................................... 2310 Stevens Ave. Elizabeth Melone .................................... 2410 Pleasant Ave. Gladys Meyering .................................. 1817 Fremont Ave. Pauline McCarthy .................................. 2002-2nd Ave. S. Lucille McRae ...................................... 2005 Blaisdell Ave. Caroline Robinson ................................ 4301 Dupont Ave. S. Josephine Velie ..; ..................................... 225 Clifton Ave. Page 21 3m 9m $5in F ORM VII Helen Bickelhaupt ................................ 4415 Fremont Ave. S. Frances Burton .................................... 1907 Irving Ave. S. Virginia Capron ...................................... 1921 Aldrich Ave. Miriam Confer .................................... 2715 Lake Isles Blvd. Ruth Devereux ........................................ 1774 Bryant Ave. Margaret Dickinson .................................... 24 W. Grant St. Eleanor Douglas ........................................ 2424 Park Ave. Roberta Gage .................................... 2701 Lake Isles Blvd. Katherine Horton ................................ 2108 Humboldt Ave. S. Ruth Kent ............................................ 1404 W. Franklin Lorraine Long ...................................... 57 Groveland Ave. Margaret McRae .................................... 2005 Blaisdell Ave. Pauline Seidel ................................................ Plaza Hotel Mary Truesdell ...................................... 1904 Dupont Ave. Kate Welles ........................................ 2011 Pillsbury Ave. Page 23 F ORM VI Louise Belden ...................................... 1200 Summit Ave. Anne Brackett ........................................ 1915 James Ave. Helen Clifford .......................................... 325 Clifton Ave. Jane Confer ............. . ......................... 2715 Lake Isles Blvd. Eleanor Cook ........................................ 1913 Stevens Ave. Carolyn C. Crosby ...................................... 2121 Park Ave. Olive Crosby ............................................ 2121 Park Ave. Eleanor Frankforter .................................... 525 River Road Mabel Fullerton ........................................ 1920 Vine Place Ruth Harrison .................................... 3525 Irving Ave. S. Ann Hankinson .................................. 2018 Humboldt Ave. S. Jane Hepburn ...................................... 1407 Harmon Place Adele Hodgman .......................................... 15 W. 24th St. Jane King ............... 2 ......................... 2638 Irving Ave. S. Margaret Mann ...................................... 430 Oak Grove St. Marcella Marfield .................................. 1602 Harmon Place Joy Newton ........................................ 2008 Aldrich Ave. Brook Pack .......................................... 923 Summit Ave. Marjory Pomeroy ............... f .................... 127 Clifton Ave. Laurel Tarkington .................................. 2109 Blaisdell Ave. Grace Velie ............................................ 225 Clifton Ave. June Warnock .......................................... 26 W. Grant St. Margaret Williams .................................. 2215 Pillsbury Ave. Lucy Winton ...................................... 2112 Pillsbury Ave. Page 25 CAST OF PERSEPHONEF FORM8V Marjorie Allstrom .................................. 2503 Blaisdell Ave. Bertha Blakely ...................................... 2200 Pillsbury Ave. Eunice Chapin ........................................ 4224 Queen Ave. Patricia Gregory ...................................... 1210 W. 22nd St. Margaret Jordan ...................................... 1917 Vine Place Helen Lawrence .................................... 3140 James Ave. S. Katherine Mather ................................ 3136 James Ave. S. Harriet McSchooler .................................... The Plaza Hotel Garnet O4Brien .................................... 3308 Portland Ave. Jane Richardson .................................. 3408 Irving Ave. S. Jane Skewis .......................................... 2425 Grand Ave. Elizabeth Skiles .................................... 1716 Colfax Ave. S. FORMIV Evelyn Baker ..................................... 1805 Fremont Ave. S. Georgianna Daniels .................................... 1729 Park Ave. Mary Eaten ........................................ 2718 Pillsbury Ave. Jane Heffelfinger ...................................... 2200-lst Ave. S. Nell Ireys ........................................ 401 Groveland Ave. Ann Wilder Jewett ................................ 1816 Fremont Ave. S. Mary Ayer Law ...................................... 2310 Stevens Ave. Carolyn Mc Caull ....................................... 2750 Park Ave. Alice Nash .......................................... 310 Groveland Ave. Eleanor Pack ......................................... 923 Summit Ave. Margaret Shumway .............................. 227 Ridgewood Ave. Catherine Spratt ...................................... 209 Clifton Ave. Page 27 F ORM Ill Frances Baker ................................... 1805 Fremont Ave. S. Barbara Bailey ............................................ 82 Willow St. Annahmira Burton .................................. 1907 Irving Ave. S. Betty Fowler ........................................ 2215 Irving Ave. S. Ann Healy ....................................... 2105 Irving Ave. S. Betty Long .......................................... 57 Groveland Ave. Janet Morison ........................................ 2312-1st Ave. S. Irene Merritt .......................................... Hotel Maryland Margaret Newhall ...................................... 1518 W. 26th St. Martha Robinson .......................................... Plaza Hotel Margaret Spratt ........................................ 209 Clifton Ave. Kate Velie ............................................ 225 Clifton Ave. Charlotte Williams .................................... 2215 Pillsbury Ave. Page 29 FORM 11 Grace Bergsing .................................... 4104 Aldrich Ave. S. Dorothy Carpenter ...................................... 414 S. 8th Str. Margaret Chute .............. . ................... 2205 Pleasant Ave. Adrienne Courtenay ................................ 1968 Kenwood Pkwy. Elizabeth Dodge .................................. 1712 Irving Ave. S. Betty Jewett .................................. Ingleside, 116 Oak Grove Louise Jewett .................................... 1816 Fremont Ave. S. Marion Kent ........................................ 1404 W. Franklin Grace Piper ............................................ 129 Oak Grove Mary Piper .............................................. 129 Oak Grove Helen Scott ........................................... 333 Oak Grove Martha Scott ................. . ............................. Plaza Hotel Mary Louise Sudduth .............................. 2609 Portland Ave. Joy Ulrich ........ 1718 Oliver Ave. S. THE DAFFODIL. Yellow, like the sunshine, Green leaves straight and tall The flowers are so pretty, They blossom for us all, Form II Page 31 :.OZHMnHw m0 OZHZlingw WEE: .MEHEOPZAVQ AdwUHwDS MEH m0 mewo FORM 1 Mary Atkinson .................................... 308 Ridgewood Ave. Betty Belden ........................................ 1200 Summit Ave. Mary Case ......................................... 2118 Pillsbury Ave. Eleanor DeLaittre .................................. 1905 Pillsbury Ave. Alice Frazer .................................. 1904 James Ave. S. Sallie Geraghty .................................... 2509 Humboldt Ave. Nancy Harrison .................................. 3525 Irving Ave. S. Mildred O1Brien .................................. 3308 Portland Ave. Jane Robinson ........................................ The Plaza Hotel Dorothy Scott .......................................... 333 Oak Grove Kate Skiles ...................................... 1722 Fremont Ave. S. Edna Lou Smith .................................... 254123rd Ave. S. Helen Tuttle ........................................ 2021 Stevens Ave. Elizabeth Tscharner ................................ 2407 Girard Ave. S. Nancy Van Slyke ................................... 234 Ridgewood Ave. Beatrice Wells ...................................... 11 Dell Place Jane Woodward ...................................... 215 Clifton Ave. Page 33 :uWHDdAmm UZHQHHAm WEB: m0 Hwawo KINDERGARTEN Dexter Andrews .................................... 211792nd Ave. S. Frederick Atkinson ........ . . ............. . . . . 308 Ridgewood Ave. Harper Barrett ........................................ Hotel Maryland Peggy Belden ........................................ 1200 Summit Ave. Hilton Bailey ............................................ 82 Willow St. Katherine Clark ...................................... 2333 Newton Ave. Mary Jane Confer ................................ 2717 Fremont Ave. S. Danfcrth Cowles .................................. 2410 Dupont Ave. S. Wesley Dickinson ................................ 4649 Aldrich Ave. S. Ruth DeVienne ........................................ 414 S. 8th Str. Martha Eurich .................................... 2322 Lake Isles Blvd. Marie Geraghty .................................. 2509 Humboldt Ave. S. Betty Goldsborough .............................. 1771 Emerson Ave. S. Jane Helm ........................................ 1819 Girard Ave. S. Margaret Lee ......................................... 46 Summit Place Phillip Little ...................................... 1300 Mt. Curve Ave. George Middlebrook .............................. 3109 Irving Ave S. Mary Morison ............................................ 2312-lst Ave. William Peet ..................................... 2311 Humboldt Ave. Billie Richardson ...................................... 3408 Irving Ave. Alvin Robertson ..................................... 2222 Pillsbury Ave. Helena Robbins ................................ 2507 Humboldt Ave. S. Charles Scott .......................................... 333 Oak Grove Aileen Stimson ..................................... 434 Ridgewood Ave. Alvin Skiles ...................................... 1716 Colfax Ave. S. Elizabeth Strout . . ..................... . . . . . . . 3228 Humboldt Ave. Cynthia Spratt .................... v .................... 209 Clifton Ave. Webster Spratt ...................................... 209 Clifton Ave. Leo Shapiro ......................................... 2647 Irving Ave. Martin Wales . ...................................... 1807 Dupont Ave. Robert Wales ........... .. ...................... 1807 Dupont Ave. Frederick Weisman ................................ 2600 Fremont Ave. S. Page 35 Page 36 To such a task we can dedicate our lives and our fortunes, everything that we are and everything that we have, with the pride of those who know that the day has come when America is priv- ileged to spend her blood and her might for the principles that gave her birth and happiness and the peace which she has treasured. God helping her, she can do no atheneWoodrow Wilson, War Message, April 2, 1917. LITERARY DEPARTMENT CONCERNING MANY HEROES BUT ONE IN PARTICULAR. The Captain leaned back in his camp chair; it had been a rather strenu- ous and a decidedly hot day. Now that the cool of the evening was bringing relief to the Cantonment, the captain felt in a sociable mood, and seeing a French lieutenant, who had just come over for the purpose of instructing the heavy artillery in the latest war methods, he called to him. These men talked about different things, their thoughts soon drifting to deeds of bravery. llI think it is very curious, Lieutenant, that one never hears stories of heroism about the men manning the big guns; think of the thousands of stories you hear about front line trenches. I donlt understand why there are none about the men farther back. ll llMonsieur Captain, I know of many deeds of bravery but perhaps one of the greatest acts of heroism was done by a French captain in command of one of the large cannon you were speaking of. It happened this way-Ah! but perhaps I will tire the Captain with the story? ltBy no means, Lieutenant; go ahead. uIt happened one night last summer during the battle of La. We were answering the boche guns in a terrific artillery duel. For hours the firing continued. About three olclock it grew less, and only an occasional shell came screaming over No Mans Land. It also began to rain. This Cap- tain ordered his men to take shelter in a near-by dugout. The officer and his poilus had been in the hut only a few minutes be- fore a minnen landed in the only entrance of their shelter, but did not ex- plode. What were the gunners to do? They did not dare climb over the minnen for fear of its exploding; the men on the outside could not discharge it for fear of killing the soldiers within. The trapped men frantically looked for another avenue of escape. They dug at the thick walls of the dugout with their fingers until they bled, but the hut had been strongly re-enforced with bits of scrap iron for protection against aerial bombs. The only way left was for one of them to explode the shell from within, and this probably meant death to them all. The Captain with a heavy heart gathered his men Page 38 about him and told them what had to be done. There was nothing in the but to explode the shell with; the only way to dislodge it was for one of the soldiers to hurl himself against it. This without doubt, he told them, meant instant death. llThe men felt the seriousness of the situation, but without an exception they all stepped forward, most of them with white faces yet nevertheless willing and, yes, eager to do their last bit for their beloved France. But the Captain would not have it. iAll of you have wives or some one dependent on your support. I have no one. Why should I not do it? uHis men all opposed him; still he would not listen, but ordered them to go to the back of the hut. Discipline is strict in the French army; therefore they obeyed, but with heavy hearts. They saw their Captain hurl himself against the shell. An ear-splitting explosion followed. ilThe next they knew anxious faces were peering down at them and men were digging away the mud and debris that had fallen on them from the explosion. When the poilus staggered out of the dugout, they saw a group of men looking down upon a silent form in the road. They realized that the quiet figure must be their Captain. He was still breathing but in a pitiful condition. While they were standing there, one of the brave American Ambulance boys came up. He tenderly placed the wounded soldier in the ambulance and drove away to a hospital. iiNo one thought the Captain would live, but by some miracle he pulled thru, as you Americans say. He has an empty sleeve and only one eye, but he is still doing useful work for his country. Well,I think that is all, except that he was cited for bravery and given the highest honors France can bestow, both the CROIX de GUERRE and the MEDAILLE MILITAIREl, There was a pause as the Lieutenant finished. Finally the Captain spoke, llLieutenant, it was a curious thing, but while you were speaking your voice shook and your face grew pale. Of course, it was a courageous deed and one that deserves the utmost merit, but it seemed to come pretty close home to you. Did you hear it from one of the soldiers themselves? No, Monsieur Captain, I was one of the men. ELIZABETH ABBOTT. Form XII. THOMAS LOWRY. A man whom I greatly admire and involuntarily respect is Thomas Lowry, one of the most enthusiastic pioneers of Minneapolis. This public- spirited man, an up-builder of our city, was born on a farm down in Illinois in about 1845. His education during his boyhood consisted of what was of- fered in rural public schools. When he had exhausted these wells of in- formation, he undertook a law course at Lombard University in Galesburg, Illinois. It was at this time that Lincoln and Douglas were travelling around the districts near Springfield, in joint debate over the senatorial nomination. Lowryls admiration for Lincoln was so great that he eagerly followed him Page 39 about from town to town, drinking in his words with all the ardor of an en- thusiastic young man. Cheerfully and willingly he endured the hardships which he must have encountered on his journey, for he travelled most of the way on the back of a mule. His feeling for the great man evxdently stayed by him, for Dr. Shutter says that the extensive library which he possessed in later years and which contained all the information about Lincoln that he could collect, was the finest of its kind, except one, that he had ever heard of. After his course at Lombard, Thomas Lowry came up to Minneapolis, in 1870, to practice law. He adhered to that profession for several years, until he became interested in the question of transportation in the Tw-n Cities. The street railway service at this time was very crude; in fact, until about 1889, only horse power was used, and that was limited to Washington Avenue. Those interested had just begun to consider plans for underground cables on Nicollet Avenue, when they discarded them because of the intro- duction of electricity. Thomas Lowry was also influential in the construc- tion of the Soo Road, of which company he was president for many years. In fact, he virtually followed up the street car system throughout Minnea- polis, St. Paul, and the interurban line, until it arrived at its present state of perfection; it is now admitted to be one of the finest railway systems in the United States. While Lowry,s responsibility was very great, the demands upon his time numerous, and his troubles plentiful, he always had time to listen to any one elsels troubles and to advise and encourage others. He was vitally in- terested in his fellowmen and in their problems. Even if he was exceeding- ly busy, when a man, either a personal friend or employee, interrupted him, he did not treat the man as an intruder. The visitor was greeted heartily, and given a handshake which imparted some of the owners energy, and which left the impression that it was good to be near such a man. Mr. Lowry was noted for his ability to make and retain friends. People were on kindly terms from the moment they met him. They were involuntar- ily attracted by his stimulating individuality. It is said, also, that he had more friends than any one in Minneapolis because he was always doing something for some one else. He considered no one too trivial for him to be interested in, and his attitude towards his employees was at all times kind and democratic. His interest was spontaneous, hearty and sympathetic, nev- er forced or unnatural. Mr. Lowry had a remarkable ability for remembering names and faces of men whom he had met or seen once. A story is told about his meeting casually in Washington, D. C., a man whom he saw twenty- five years afterwards out in California. The man was walking across the street from Mr. Lowry, and was given the surprise of his life when he was recognized and greeted by name by a man he had met twenty-five years be- fore. Needless to say, the man felt exceedingly flattered, and in later years recalled with pleasure his long-enduring acquaintance with Mr. Lowry. It is believed that one thing that enabled him to carrv through his trouble- some and difficult business problems was his faculty for seeing always the bright side of a difficulty or trouble, if there was one to be seen. His dis- position was to be hopeful and encouraging. He was a progressive and a tireless worker; perhaps because of this, his influence over his employees was great. When he talked to them, he express- ed himself clearly and convincingly. They knew that he was thoughtful and considerate of them, and that if there was a disagreement between them, he could see both sides of the question in a broad-minded way, and judge im- partially and with no hard feelings. This fair-mindedness, which seemed al- Page 40 , wt vxw we most a part of his personality, pervaded his actions, and impressed itself upon those around him. Mingled with this sense of justice, was a strong sense of generosity. Many millionaires struggle madly to accumulate wealth which they believe means power. Lowry had no such mean ambition. Though he did earn immense fortunes, he also took great pleasure in giving away generous portions of them. One of his many gifts was the parade grounds, which he gave to the city. When he died ten years ago, there was many a man in this community who felt that he had lost a dear friend and an incentive to active good. A monument was placed at the joining of Lyndale and Hennepin Avenues, above the home which he loved, that the citizens of Minneapolis may be daily reminded of Thomas Lowry, and may remember that llThe lesson of a public-spirited life is as a tree ever bearing new fruit? MARY NASH. Form XII. THE SEVEN AGES OF NORTHROP. Behold the maid of Northrop in her varied parts, Her acts being seven ages. At first the wee, Wee girl of kindergarten days, she sports And sings like bright-hued bird among her mates. Then passing on, still clad in colors gay, She plays the part of darling of the A. B. Cfs. Promoted next to the true Northrop blue, She acts Primary, Intermediate, And Grammar maid, in turn; in each in size And wisdom grown a bit, she plays her role With greater ease and cons with greater care Her lines, until emerging quite from all These under-study parts, she acts The High School girl. With fancies, fears, with hopes, Important toil, she takes her place at last Quite at the center of the stage of school. There flowers on heart and in her eyes the light Of mingled pain and longing, low she bows, A Northrop graduate. Page 42 THE RED CROSS DOG. Tarn was an Airedale puppy who was sent across the sea; There he was taught by a Red Cross man what his wonderful work would be. He learned at last how to save the life of a wounded or dying man; Then finally when he had learned enough, his merciful work began. Upon a shell-torn battlefield lmidst the grime and tumult of War, Tam would run hunting, hunting for life-he feared not the shrapnePs roar- And when he found a wounded man, back he would run for aid, Back and forth through the midst of the fight, for Tam was never afraid. And sometimes when he had no work, he would play with a string or a bones This uncouth Airedale puppy, not yet quite fully grown. Sometimes his long, lank legs outstretched, he would lie upon the floor Wondering what the enemy is and what the War is for. A horrible battle was raging; the Red Cross had worked all day. There, as always, helping them was Tarn in the midst of the fray. He heard a far-off moaning cry; its source he could not tell; He tried to find the one in pain, but was knocked down by a shell. When he saw that his friends were drawing near, he feebly raised his head, But before they could bring him any aid, the wounded puppy was dead. Though only an awkward Airedale pup, was Tam of the Red Cross Corps, His name it shall be remembered with the heroes of this war. BETTY FRANKFORTER. a Form XI. Page 44 THE LOST CROWN OF ESCANIA. Although he fought as he had never fought before, from the first it was a doomed battle. The brave young prince of Escania, who was adored by his people, and even praised by his enemies, could never hope, with his handful of devoted knights, to defeat the savage hordes of the enemy that poured down upon him from the surrounding hills. N ight was coming on and there was nothing left for him to do but to retreat to the city, and from there, make the best possible peace terms for his little war torn country. Therefore he and his twenty remaining knights cut a path through the enemy and sought shelter behind the grey walls of the city. The walls were shelter for that one night, but there was no peace behind them for the young prince. All through the long night he sat studying the huge parchment on which were written the peace terms of the enemy. The wording of the paper was haughty and insc-lent, demanding that the second son of the hated enemy should be crowned, on the following day, king of Escania with the crown that had crowned the kings of Escania for centuries. Oddly enough, it was the thought of the enemyis possessing this ancient sym- bol of Escanian power that was the most crushing blow to the young monarch. The only other person who had seen the peace terms was the old servant of the prince, Juan, who had been in the royal family for almost half a cen- tury. Juan had thought deeply all night, but it was not until the first faint light of morning that he spoke. uMy master; he hesitated and then started afresh, iiMy master, this crown means so much to us Escanians that it will hurt the people to think of its falling into alien hands. Why could we not hide it? The prince raised his head. iiI have thought of that, my Juan? he said wearily, llbut it would not do for a king of Escania? his voice took a proud ring, Tito hide anything that now belongs to some one else, no matter how it was won? ilNo, that is right. It would not do for a kingf 1y, iibut how would it do for his servant? He turned suddenly to the prince, but his words had evidently not been heard, for the young kingfs head was bowed in his hands, and if he had been a nineteen year old boy, instead of a nineteen year old king, one would have said he was weeping. With a last look of compassion at the bowed figure, Juan slipped quietly from the room and gently closed the door. The next day, when the city was taken over, the ancient crown for the coronation was not to be found. Servant after servant was questioned and ,tortured, Juan among them, but no trace of the crown could be found. Afraid of stirring the angry people into active rebellion, the invading king did not press his claims further, and the king crowned that day was the first Escanian king to be crowned without that ancient circle of jewels. That night the prince escaped from the castle, and rode away, a solitary figure on a huge black horse, a homeless fugitive, a wanderer with a-price on his head. 1 said old Juan reflective- For two hundred years, the Escanian people suffered under the yoke of the oppressor, and then one day news came of a champion for the down trod- den Escanians, a champion who was a descendant of their last beloved prince. Page 45 At first city after city was regained, and hope reigned supreme throughout the country. But the enemy was strong, and although the prince captured the ancient capital city, his forces were everywhere else defeated. The Escanians thereupon were discouraged and disappointed, and even the fact that the royal castle was regained, failed to stir them. It was in an old grey-walled castle that the reigning king came to try to make peace with the youthful Escanian. The king was crafty and cruel, and he discouraged and disheartened the young warrior. The final meeting was to be held under an old elm that stood in the courtyard of the palace. All the morning had been cloudy and dark, and it seemed to the rightful prince to symbolize his own failure and disappointment. At noon, the time set for the meeting, he stood by the tree with bowed head ready to admit his failure, while under the tree on a temporary throne sat the reigning monarch, looking at the unhappy young prince with triumph in his eye. Just as the prince started to renounce his claim to the Escanian throne, the storm that had threatened all day, broke, and a terrific bolt of lightning struck the old elm. There was a blinding and deafening stroke of lightning. When the young prince was able to think and see clearly again, the great elm lay uprooted on the ground. There was no sign of the wicked king or of his throne, for the huge trunk of the tree lay where they had been but a moment before. Almost at the princes feet, however, lay the lost crown of the Escanians, not a jewel missing, where it had lain hidden under the roots of the tree for nearly two hundred years. The next day the wonderful story was carried from one end of the coun- try to the other; The people, once discouraged and disheartened, took this as an omen of good, and made a last effort to throw off the tyrant yoke; and within three days the young prince was crowned king with the llLost Crown of the Escanians? MARIAN LEIGH, Form XI. A REINCARNATION. iiAndll, the letter went on, lisince our forces have been stationed in Jerus- alem I have been looking for relics, and I found this rug which I am sending 9 you. Sir Henry Falworth sat and stared. What did his son mean by send- ing this rug to him? He called the butler, and told him to unwrap the pack- age. Falworth stood looking at the rug. Suddenly he gave a great start. Where had he seen that pattern before? That lion! That wreath! He walked to his big chair and sat down. Slowly it all came back to him. He dropped his head on his arms and thought. Three thousand years before, sitting in front of Sargon the Second, bearing his arms and cleaning the spears, sat Falworth, the bodv servant of Sargon. How well he remembered the pattern on Sargonis shield, the majestic lion, king of beasts, wearing a laurel wreath. He remembered howi in the days of his early youth. he had fought against the Philistines, standing near Sargon to protect his highness, how he had been wounded and had pulled up the grass Page 47 at his feet to stuff in his wound, and after how he had felt himself going up and up. The next remembrance that came to him was of the palace of Cnossus in Crete. At the request of the king he had become a vase painter and had left a rarely strange design on many of the old pottery jars. The crowned lion on many a pot had been the sign of his workmanship. One day-it was all clear to him now-he had been drawing water for the vases and he had fallen into the hole, and after sinking, he did not know how long, he had come out on a strange land where all the people stared at his clothes. They themselves were unclad. And they had presented him with some food in a grass basket. Again he saw his symbol woven in the grass. Next he recollected crossing a scorching desert, and at last arriving in a cool and shady land with strange trees and a great ocean. He had lived there for years and at last had made a boat that was propelled by two goats walking on an endless path which turned on two tree trunks. One evening he had des- cended into his craft and had gone out for his usual cruise when he had struck a rock and had sunk. How long he had been at the bottom of the ocean he did not know. Suddenly Sir Henry raised his head; a great question came into his mind. Was this that had just passed through his mind, true? The doubt that started in his mind died away; each existence was true and real to him and he had felt himself the'same man in each. Was this then his fifth ap- pearance on earth? And the lion, his symbol, with the crown of laure1-what did that mean? It had come to him out of the past, into a present full of discouragement and forboding. It could mean but one thing. His country- yes, he should see it crowned; it should wear the laurel of victory. What matter if the symbol meant that he himself must move on? EUGENIE CROSBY. Form X. Page 48 Along the path of ice and snow, The maids of Northrop trip. The wintry wind is blowing; The bare, brown branches dip. II. Now these fair maids are neat and trim; Their dress beyond compare; But yet, around their ankles Is What would make you stare. III. For there, like grim, black pirate,s sails, A-flapping in the breeze, Are overshoes, unbuckled, Though dainty ankles freeze. KATHERINE ARMATAGE. FORM X. Page 49 REVERIES A FUTURISTiS DREAM. llKnit, knit, knit; knit two, purl two; knit two, purl two? thus I command- ed as I rode down Nicollet Avenue astride a gallant charger. I was attired, to my great surprise, in a knitted helmet, below which a sleeveless khaki sweater appeared, from which my bare arms brandished in a most ungainly fashion. To continue further in my description, a pair of extremely well knitted wristlets and a pair of seamless socks completed my regalia. I rode at the head of an endless procession, and as we advanced more joined us, always knitting, knitting, while I kept my mighty army in perfect order by merely commanding, liKnit, knit, knit; knit two, purl two; knit two, purl two. As I turned to review my regiment, I recognized many of my former ac- quaintances. At the right and a little to the rear I discovered Miss Carse surrounded by all the faculty, knitting, knitting. llWhat then? I demanded of one of my colonels, uhas become of dear Northrop? HOh, Northropf, he said, iihas been torn down so that all the material can be used for yarn? Oh, yes? I replied, slightly mystified as to how the building material could be used for yarn. But then I could not forget that these were war times, and that thus all things vere possible. We were followed by a vast army in white, the street cleaners of Min- neapolis, who were desperately busy picking up the debris of completed hel- mets, scarfs, sweaters, slings, wristlets, socks, etc. from the street. Our aver- age rate was one sweater for every block and other articles in proportion. My men had become very efficient under my command, but had not yet attained the height of efficiency I desired. So onward we went, until a mounted officer with a small body-guard was seen advancing toward us. As the officer drew nearer, I knew him to Page 5C be General Pershing, escorted by the American army. He dismounted and saluted me with great deference. IIAny orders? he said. ItYesf, I commanded, IIFall in! Forward! March! Knit two, purl two, knit! knitii, IiButfi I remarked, Iiwhat news do you bringPI, ItThe Germans? he whispered humbly, IIare about to make an attack on Gateway Park? IILet them? I valiantly declared; Iiare we not prepared ?Ii No sooner had I spoken these stirring words, than I saw one lone horse- man advancing towards me at a terrific rate of speed. IIIt is the Kaiser? hissed General Pershing. I was overcome with horror when I realized that this was true. As he drew nearer, I saw, much to my surprise, that his face was distorted with pain. ' IiHelp! Aid! AssistanceP he roared. Then throwing himself before me with a most heart-rending cry, he shrieked in dispair, IIMein Gott! I have a stitch dropped. Just as I was about to receive the presidency of the United States and the Iron Cross as rewards for my victory, I awoke, only to find my alarm ring- ing in a most persistent fashion and to realize that it was Monday morning and I had before me the pleasant prospect of writing a theme. HENRIETTA KEATING, Form XII. ONLY A DREAM. Could it be possible? It must be, for my eyes could not deceive me. There it was, a great mass of bricks and mortar, beautiful to us who knew what it meantathe new wing of the school! The big Windows smiled com- placently down at us, too astonished to move. Suddenly wtih one accord we rushed to the main entrance. As we opened the door of the former gym- nasium, we gasped with joy. A floor, gently sloping from the raised threshold to the foot of the stage, greeted our eyes, and neat rows of stationary seats welcomed us. No more stretching of necks, no more disturbing creakings would there be for us. Hastening down an aisle, we disappeared into the locker-room. We then emerged into a white-tiled room, floored with rubber runways; and what was that in the center? It couldn,t be. but it was-e. swimming pool! The clear water, reflecting the tiled walls, twinkled as though it enjoyed our surprise; and the spring-board seemed just waiting to be tried. But screams of delight called us on; and returning to the locker- room, we climbed some stairs to a-yes, a real gymnasium. Two stories high with a balcony near the top, it confronted us, filled with every desired apparatus. Here was a place where we could play and yell with no restric- Page 51 i: . thglw ;QU '95! r ,.. A MOVING PICTURE. tions. Visions filled our minds of close games, finally ending with victory for the school and followed by a plunge in the glistening pool below. Some one was drumming on the piano; no, not drumming, for the strains of llNorthrop School, once more we greet thee? reached our ears. With one accord we all began to sing; and the beautiful words floated through the building, words never before sung with such fervor and appreciation. CONSTANCE ZONNE. Form XII. MISS SOPHIE. On the main street of the village, the street through which Washington had passed on his way to Princeton, between the postoffice and general store, was an old-fashioned, square, white house. It was surrounded by a shrub- bery-filled yard and a white picket fence. There was an old-fashioned gate and a red brick walk overgrown with moss, leading to the small porch in front of the house. We all loved to be sent to this house on an errand because of Miss Sophie. Well I remember the first occasion on which mother sent me and my next-door friend and neighbor with a package to Miss Sophiels house. The first point of interest was the old brass knocker on the door. We banged- it loudly and long. After some time we heard shuffling footsteps, and then the door was opened. A stout, grey-haired old woman stood before us. She wore a black dress speckled with white, a white apron, and carpet slippers. Her hands were rough and red. Her hair was drawn back plainly into a knot. Her face shone, and her eyes smiled. There were crinkles around them, and not a few wrinkles in her face, smiley ones. The German accent in her voice was so strong that we had to ask her to repeat her words when she asked us to come in. We followed her into the dark hall, and went into a room at the left, as she directed us, while she went on down the hall with the package. The only thing I can remember about that room is that it held a huge Dutch stove, such as I had never seen before, nor indeed, have I seen one like it since. We were quiet as we waited for her, marveling at the stove. There was a pervasive odor which has always lingered in my memory as peculiar to that house. Sometimes I can almost smell it, but it is so elusive that I am unable to describe it. It was not long before Miss Sophie came back, bringing two large pieces of German gingerbread with her. She thanked us for the package, asked us to come again to see her, said to llgif my lofe to your mudderfl and cautioning us to be quiet because her sister was sleeping, led us to the door. We came again, and yet again. We loved to listen to her talk, and almost always she had something nice for us. Once she gave me one of the most delicate of Dresden china pin dishes, decorated with pink and blue flowers and gold lines. She was always giv- ing; if not actual material things, a smile and good cheer to every one whom sne saw. My grandmother, who lived with us, knew her, and went to see her often. When grandma died. many, many beautiful flowers were sent, but Miss Sophie sent her favoriteajust a few laughing faces of Heartls Ease. Mother laid them gently in the folded hands as she prepared her for her long rest. Page 53 That was in the spring. There followed a hot, hot summer. It was so hot that we spent most or the day in the parlor with all the shades pulled down, sat on the cool, linen-covered chairs, and fanned ourselves. One day I heard Mother tell Father that Miss Sophie had had a sunstroke, and she went over immediately to see what she could do. There came a day soon after when there was a tolling of the chapel bell and a long procession of mourners. But Mother seemed glad, and when I asked her why, she said that Miss Sophie had had a very sad life and that now she could rest. I wondered at that, for she had always seemed happy to me. It was not until last summer that I heard the rest of Miss Sophieis story. I happened to mention her to some new friends of ours as an example of the spirit of the German common people. Mother took up the story and told the beginning of it. Miss Sophieis brother, Mr. Wagner, was a music teacher. He married a refined gentle woman who was far above him in social position. When he married her, her parents disinherited her. The Wagners thereupon came to the United States to live. Mr. Wagner earned just enough to keep them going. There was a great deal of hard work, and several children. When Miss Sophie came over for a summerls visit, and saw how overburdened Mrs. Wagner was, with her loving spirit and strong, capable body she started to help. There she stayed for forty years. Mr. Wagner died. All the children save one son died. The little widow was over- come with her burdens and lost her mind. Miss Sophie, always cheerful, stayed on and did all the work. There were no modern conveniences in the house; she brought in wood and water, cooked, sewed, and scrubbed. So her life passed in drudgery, but through it all she was simple, humble, full of loving kindness and patience. She served gladly, like unto Christ himself. LOIS NEWTON. Form XII. NO ONE DEPENDENT UPON HIM. N am a thoroughbred Boston bulldog with a very fine pedigree. f t1 am not boastful by nature; Ilm merely stating factsJ it; My name is Snail, though why in creation my master named ' me Snail, I donlt see. He often told people it was because I never ran, and was always quiet. Then he laughed, but that was quite untrue. I ran all the time. But thatls not here nor there. My master and I were the very best chums that ever were. He always gave me half his candy, and I always brought my best bones to him, although. he was too kind to accept them. We shared all our good times and good things in a way which proves we were pals. Now everything is changed. One day last summer my master came home looking very worn and upset. He went out into the garden and sat down on a rustic seat under a big oak tree. Then he called me to him. He seemed to be sort of thinking aloud, and as he stroked my back he said, ltYes, I want to go, and it,s up to me to do so. Why shouldnlt I? I have my own life to live, and furthermore, Pm the man to go. I have no one dependent upon me. Snail, dear old chum, you think Ilm right in want- ing to do my share, donlt you? Thatls a good dog? he finished as I wagged my tail. Page 54 A few days later I followed him to a building in front of which were some men dressed in brownish clothes, and carrying guns. I stayed outside to watch them, and when I finally went inside I had a hard time finding the room where my master was. When I entered, I heard him say to a man seated at a table, llNo, sir, Iim physically perfect, I believe, and I have ab- solutely no one dependent upon meW I didn,t quite understand that, but I thought Ild go outside and wait. Later I saw him walking up the driveway to our house. liHello, palf, he had called, liI guess welll have to have one fine old romp this afternoon, as they said down there that no dogs are allowed in camp? Two months later I went With my master to a big ship that had just docked. There I heard him say to some one he knew, HNo, Pm going to get the rest of my training over there? Then he gave me a big, huge squeeze, and said, wDont forget me, Snail, old sport. Gee, I wish I could take you along with me over there,. i: I licked his face and wagged my tail, while he patted me, and then he put me down quick-like and ran to the ship. I sat on the dock until that big ship was a speck against the sky. The thing that kept going through my head as I sat there,friend1ess and with no place to go where I should find anything but a cold welcome, was, No Sir. 'I have absolutely no one dependent upon meV DOROTHY DODGE. Form X. THE OLD WITCH. HEN I was eight years old my parents and all of our relatives lived in a small town in New York. If I tell you the name of the town, you will not be able to pronounce it. I think, however, that I will spell it for you and you can call it what you will. It is a weird name, and so many weird things happened there, that it has left a mysterious remembrance with me. The name of the place is H-o-n-e- o-y-e Falls. This is a real story and a real place. The little stone schoolhouse where I attended school was situated on five corners, and had a very good view of the roads in all directions. About three miles north of the schoolhouse was a dense forest, where the trees had a way of moaning like the strains of a Ukulele. The school boys told us that they had seen something white walking about the trees at night. There lived in that wood a little old woman, all bent up and shrunken, who walked with a staff. She wore a long green cape and a little old yellow bonnet With roses on it. This little woman was an English woman, Who had come to this coun- try and went at once to the little house in the wood. Who she was or what was her history no one ever knew, but it was surmised that she had been sent away from home to be gotten out of the way. Every three months she received a generous check and many letters from England. Twice a week she would trudge to the post office, walking in the middle of the road, using her staff. If the school children. saw her thev would scamner away and say. llHere comes the old witch? Those who had been to her house said she had many Page 56 silk dresses, all ripped apart and wound on long poles, and that she had many fine pieces of linen with an embroidered crest. She had lived so many years in that old house that the neighbors said that the roof rested on the bed posts of her huge mahogany bed. One morning some of her neighbors went to her hut, as they had not seen any smoke from her chimney for a couple of days, and there they found her dead, at the bottom of the stairs. She had fallen in the night. In looking over her papers, they found she had plenty of money, and that she belonged to a high born family, which no doubt was glad to hear that she would trouble them no longer. GENEVEVE ODELL, Form X. A PITIFUL SCENE. . To my mind, poor overworked horses are the animals most to be pitied. This fact is emphasized on a cold,s1ippery day. I remember especially one day last year. I had taken a street car on account of the piercing wind which chilled me. We were going up a rather steep hill, when the car stopped only half way up. We found that a team of horses, hauling a coal wagon, had fallen on the slippery pavement. Some of the people got out of the car, preparing to walk home. I was among them, but was halted at the sight of the two huge animals lying helpless on the pavement. They were under- fed and so patient, so enduring. I wondered if they cared, if they realized the outrages done to them. Or didnt they mind? The pavement was slip- pery, and the horses were poorly shod-two facts which made it difficult to help them. The poor fellows, on their backs at first, were panting away and kicking their hoofs in the air, trying frantically to turn over and get up. They were surrounded by men, swearing at the delay. I wished the men had been in the same plight as the horses. What a contrast there was. The poor, unselfish animals, probably chilled stiff, were meekly and obediently doing their work without thought of self. All they could hope for was some hay at night and a place to sleep. The cursing men grew angry, perhaps be- cause they would be late for dinner, or miss reading the evening paper ; every- thing seemed trivial to me then. The people gradually left, and finally the horses managed to get on their feet again, much to my relief. I have always remembered this incident, and horses have ever since had my most sincere 1t . P y MARIAN PARMELE, Form XII. Page 57 JUNIOR DEPARTM ENT WHY A CAT ALWAYS FALLS ON HER FEET. I am going to tell you the old, old fable of why a cat always lands on its feet when it falls. One day a magician was travelling through a great forest. Being very tired, he sat down at the foot of a tree to rest. Soon the singing of the birds and the lazy hum of the bees lulled him to sleep. While he slept a great serpent came out of the bushes. It saw the magi- cian asleep under the tree. For a moment the serpent thought, 'tI will not harm him? But suddenly it remembered that the day before it might have eaten a beautiful kitten if the magician had not warned her. Then the serpent said, b1 will sting him to death? Closer and closer he came. The magician stirred. But seeing that he was really sound asleep, the serpent drew on. High up in the tree the little cat lay hidden among the branches. She saw what was about to happen. She remembered how the magician had saved her life the day before. Just as the horrible reptile was about to spring upon the man she sprang upon the serpent and with her sharp claws she put him to death. - When the magician awoke he saw the kitten sitting by the side of the dead serpent. He guessed at once what had happened; he knew that the kitten had saved his life. ttLittle cat? said the magician, ghow can I thank you? I can think of but one way. I will give you the gift of always landing on your feet when you fall? And so it is that a cat never stumbles or slips. She always lands on her feet. DOROTHY MANN. Form IX. Page 58 AN ITALIAN LEGEND OF THE CHRISTMAS ROSE. E following legend of the Christmas rose has been told in Italy for hundreds of years. On the night that Christ was born a group of shepherds were gathered about a rude fire talking about the wonder- ful things they had just seen and heard--the angels ap- pearing before them with the wonderful message of peace on earth, good will to men. A little daughter of one of the shepherds sat near her father listening to what they were saying, but they forgot her, so interested were they in the wonderful vision and the message it had brought. Presently the shepherds decided to seek the Christ Child. One lifted a lamb into his arms, another took some cheese, another carried honey-all gifts for the new-born King. When they had gone a short way, the little girl began to follow them. She had determined to seek him, too, but she kept well behind the shepherds, for she knew that she would be sent back if she were discovered. It was a very cold night, she was bare-footed, and the way was long. How glad she was When she saw the shepherds stop outside of a rude hut, take out their gifts, and knock at the door. They were saying among them- selves that their gifts were very poor indeed but that it would be a sin to come empty-handed to greet the King. Then they went inside, but the little girl did not follow; the last words of the shepherds had put all hope out of her heart. She would not go in if it were a sin to come without a gift. The child was so disappointed that she threw herself upon the ground and wept as if her heart would break. When the shepherds came out of the hut again, she did not even follow them, for she did .not care what hap- pened to her now. Suddenly she noticed that green shoots had sprung uo where her tears had fallen and thawed the ground. The shoots grew taller, and presently leaves and buds began to appear. They were a beautiful sight. The child gathered them and knocked at the door. The Virgin welcomed her and asked her to lay the roses in the Childls hands. The little girl forgot her weariness and tears of disappointment in her wonderful happiness. And still the story is told in Italy that when the ground is covered with snow, the white blossoms of the little girls roses are seen above the bleak, cold earth. They are called Christmas roses in memorv of the child who trav- elled far that first Christmas morning and had no gift to offer but the gift made by her tears- THEODORA MELONE. Form X. AN INDIAN LEGEND. According to an Indian legend from California the sun, moon, and stars are all one great family. The sun is the great chief ; he rules the heavens. The moon is his wife, and the stars are his children. Whenever he can catch them he eats them to keep himself alive. Threfore they keep out of his sight as Page 59 much as possible. In the morning as soon as he is up, they flee away and dare not appear again until at night he has crept into his hole in the west. He crawls along this hole till he comes to his bed in the center of the earth. His bed is so very, very narrow that it does not give him room to turn around. So when he wakes up thenext day he has to creep out to the east. Then his Wife, the moon, takes her rest. KATHRYN HOGAN. Form IX. VALENTINES TO MISS CARSE. By Ninth Form Girls. I ' T is my wish That on this happy day All happiness may come to you, And with you ever stay. ELIZABETH BOVEY. A valentine I fain would send to you- Something of praise, and love, and honor too; Yet when allis said, what better can I say T han thisathat you grow dearer day by day. MARY ANDERSON. If in the garden of your heart, There,s any space worth mention, Iid like to plant myself and try To win your kind attention. NANCY LEACH. A blossom sweet and a thought I send From a friendly heart to the heart of a friend. May they bring to you the joy that is mine, When I think of you as my Valentine. ELLEN GUNNERSON. THE SCOUTS DID IT. Time: A spring morning, nineteen eighteen. Characters: Mrs. Aldrich, her daughter Helen, and several Northrop girls. ' Act One. Scene: Main Hall, Northrop School. Mrs. Aldrich and daughter Helen come to Northrop School office. Mrs. A: Could I see the Principal? I wish to enter my daughter here. Mabel Church: Iim sorry, but Miss Carse is busy just now. Should you mind waiting a moment in the hall? Page 61 Mrs. A: Of course not. While I wait might I speak with Lucile McRae? Shels an old friend of Helenls. Mabel: Certainly. Illl call Lucile. texity Mrs. A: I like the building immensely, Helen. I do hope therelll be no trouble about entering you here. . Helen: So do I, Mother. I know I shall love it. tEnter LucileJ Lucile: Good morning, Mrs. Aldrich, Pm sorry to have kept you and Helen waiting a single moment, but welve just had the most terrible Arithme- tic test and of course I couldnlt be excused till Ild finished it. Ilm overjoyed to think that you,re coming here, Helen. Ilve asked Josephine Velie to come down too. You remember her, donlt you? Here she is. Josephine: 0, good morning, Helen! Helen: Good morning, Josephine. But you look pale. Josephine: Pale? Well, we had to write out the whole Latin lesson and I know I missed a lot of it though I had spent perfect hours preparing it. Mrs. A: You girls frighten me. Do you always work as hard as this? No, hereIs Eleanor Kingman. Shelll have a different story to tell. Eleanor K: tcomin'g um Girls, live just spent two solid periods on my History outlines and I still have all my English to get. I see my theme go- ing in late and coming back late with a low mark for tardiness. Lucile: I did my History and my theme last night by sitting up till I was positively sent to bed. Mrs. A: tvery ill at easey I think weill go, Helen. I should want you to have some time to yourself and some time to play, and not work all the time as it seems these girls do. At least Iill think it over again before I see Miss Carse. Eleanor K: 0, Mrs. Aldrich, I do so want you to see the building be- fore you go. Wonlt you let me take you about a little? I have a study period now. i Mrs. A: Well. perhaps. Do you care to go too, Helen? tThey go slowly outy Act Two. Scene 1. The Gymnasium. Enter Mrs. A., Helen, and Eleanor Kingman. Eleanor: This is the fine gymnasium that we are so proud of. Just now Mr. Case is drilling the Girl Scouts. Mrs. A: Oh, I didnlt know that there were Girl Scouts at Northrop. Eleanor: Yes indeed, we have a big organization here. About ninety girls are members. Mr. Case: Forward march! Left by file! Column right! 1-2-3-! Mrs. A: That certainly is splendid drill. And how well the girls take it! Eleanor: Now I am going to take you to the room where my own troop is meeting. Scene 2. Meeting Room of the Trillium Troop. Party enters just as secretary of the troop finishes reading the report of the last meeting. Miss Gale: If there are no objections the minutes will stand as read. The next in order of business is the reports of standing committees. Eleanor: tto Mrs. AJ Our troop has been making a little study of parliamentary law. We try to conduct our meetings in a business-like way. Our captain thinks that this is valuable training for the future. Page 62 He-len A: I should think it might be good for the present, too. This is quite a different proceeding from the class meetings in my school. Every- body tries to speak at once and if the discussion IS interesting half of the class is on the floor at once. . tEnter Josephine VelieJ Josephine: Oh, I was afraid that you had gone, Helen. Some of the Eighth F orm girls are doing the cooking exercise that is a part of the second class Scout test. We have about finished and I want you to come up to the Domestic Science room and taste some of the things. Mrs. A: That will suit Helen exactly. Shels always dabbling into the cooking at home and she knows so little about how to make things that what she stirs up is usually wasted. tThey go outy Scene 3. The Domestic Science Room. Party enters just as results of cooking test are being set out for in- spection. Josephine: First of all, I want you to taste my brown bread. And these are conservation biscuits that Frances Hallet made. And last of all, we want you to have a taste of our war candy. Mrs. A: This is almost too much, I feel as though I were a special guest of Northrop School today. Could I meet your teacher? I want to ask her for some of these recipes. Eleanor K: But my study hour is nearly up and I do so want you to see the things that the Girl Scouts have made for the Red Cross and the French Orphans. Mrs. A: Yes, I canit miss that. Helen has been trying a little knitting but it is rather a sad story when it is finished. tEnter Mabel Churcho Mabel: Miss Carse is ready to see you now, Mrs. Aldrich. Mrs. A.: Thank you. Weld better go right down Helen. Thank you so much for your time, Eleanor. tThey all go out. After a moment Mrs. A. suddenly returnsh Mrs. A: I forgot to ask you, Eleanor, if you would stop for Helen in the morning and help her get her books and find her classes. Josephine and Lucile: twho have overheard Mrs. Ais requestl The Scouts did it ! ! The Scouts did it ! ! ELEANOR KINGMAN. Form VII. With Assistance of Section A. A SPRING SONG. HE brook is beginning to babble again; The flowers will bloom I am sure, For I saw Spring running down the lane And I heard her sing on the moor. Today at my window a robin sang And that is Springis own sign; And when I ran across the brook I found a dandelion. PAULINE SEIDEL. Form VII. Page 63 GRANDFATHERS STORY. When Grandfather was a young man he joined the Northern army so as to do his share in defeating the Southern confederacy and bringing about the emancipation of the slaves. One night soon after his enlistment he was placed on sentry duty. Feeling very proud of the trust that had been placed in him and very responsible for the safety of his camp, he kept a very good watch. For a time every little noise startled him. But soon he grew used to night noises, and it grew very lonely standing there. He began to wish that something would happen. All at once something did happen. He heard a crackling noise in the bushes and, a moment later, the sound of deep breathing. Without a mo- mentls hesitation he raised his gun and fired. There was a low moan in the direction from which the noise had come and then all was silent. In the morning Grandfather told the story to his friends. Naturally he did not omit any details. As soon as he was off duty he offered to take some of his friends out to the spot where he had shot: and killed a Southern spy. When they came back to camp the men were laughing so hard they could hardly stand up and Grandfather seemed very much embarrassed. llWhatls the matter? asked the other men in camp. llWhy, stuttered one of the men, his Southern spy was nothing but an old gray horse? The men never got over teasing Grandfather about his heroic act on the night he did sentry duty. KATE WELLES. Form VII. AN ALLY BARELY ESCAPES. llExtra! Extra? yelled the little newsboy at the top of his voice. llThe Allies! The Allies? Then he swung around a corner, and I could not hear the rest. What had the Allies done or what had happened to them? I must get that paper. I must know what turn affairs had taken. I was standing with Mother in front of a store downtown waiting for our car to come. A steady stream of automobiles was passing. How could I cross the street? The boys voice was sounding fainter and farther away. Just then I saw a spot where there were not so many cars. llMotherfl I said, llthat paper? . You mustnlt go alone, mother began to say. But I was gone. I just got past a big car-just in time to run against another one com- ing from the other direction. The next thing I knew our own chauffeur was picking me up. One day while I was still in bed Mother brought me the paper that had caused all the trouble. tlThe Allies barely escape destruction, she read aloud. llAnd you, she said, lfcame near it too, in trying to find out about it? ROBERTA GAGE. Form VII. Page 64 a d? M mmmy . mm :m. . ; THE FAIRY THAT LIVED IN A MILK-WEED POD. One day there was a bowl of milk-weed pods on our window sill. They began to float around and we called them fairies, so we thought we would make up a poem. A fairy once lived in a little green house, That hung on a stalk so high, Tucked away, fast asleep like a little white mouse, As the wind went whistling by. One day the sun knocked at her door so hard, She woke with a great surprise. He forgot to leave his calling card, But she opened her sleepy eyes. She opened her door and looked around. She saw something blue and bright, Then stretched her wings and gave a bound, And away she flew out of sight. The school room window was open wide, The southwind gently blew. It tossed her softly just inside, And around the room she flew. Form VI. THE NOBLEST DEED. T here was a wealthy old man, who had three thriftless sons. One day the old man called his sons to him and said, liHere is a most precious and priceless jewel. I will give it to the one who does the noblest deed in three months timef' The eldest son thought that he would surely get the jewel, so turning to his father said, iiGoodbye, for I am going now? The second son said, Goodbye, father. I will return in three months time? But the youngest son lingered awhile with his father, as if he dreaded to part with him. This pleased the old man very much, and he blessed the youngest son. Pretty soon the youngest son had to go. As he departed he said, iiI do not know whether I will do the noblest deed, but there is nothing to do but try? So saying, he rode away on his big white horse. 'A week before the last month was up, in came the second brother. The old man was very much surprised to see him. uWhere are your brothers? asked the old man. ltI do not take care of my brothers, replied the second son. The next day in came the eldest son. iiWhere is your brother? asked the old man. uI do not take care of my brother, replied the eldest son. Page 66 At the end of three months, in came the youngest son. uGood-day, Father, he said. llGood-day to youf his father answered. Then they all went forth into their fathers library. Their father was sitting at a large table, and as soon as they entered he asked the eldest what deed he had done, to which the eldest son replied, llI found some money and returned it to the owner? llAh that is a very noble deed, for it is a sure sign of honesty, said the old man much pleased. llAnd what deed have you done? he asked of the second son. uI saved a child from drowningfi replied the second son. ilThis is nobler still, for saving a life is much more than saving moneyf' exclaimed the old man. uAnd what did you do? turning to the youngest son. uI saved my enemy from falling off the cliffs of a high mountain, where he was sleeping, the youngest son replied. uT his is the noblest deed of all. To you, my son, will I give this preci- ous and priceless jewel. For many people would have rolled their enemy over the cliffs, instead of saving him. JANE CONFER. Form VI. PERSEPHONE. A Greek play written by Form V and presented by Forms IV and V. The play sprung from the history work in Form V and was developed in the theme, art, and physical training classes. Characters. Demeter, Mother Earth i Margaret Jordan Persephone, Daughter of Mother Earth Jane Richardson Pluto, King of the Underworld Bertha Blakely Paris, Plutois servant Elimheth Skiles Zeus, King of all the gods Garnet O,Brien Hera, Queen of all the gods Helen Lawrence Hermes, Messenger of the gods Ennire Chapin Arethusa, A peasant woman Patricia Gregory Another peasant wnman Marjorie Allstrom Dances. 1. Persephone and her maidens dance in the fields. 2. Winter dances while King Pluto rules. Ann Wilder Jewett ' Mary Eaton Jane Heffelfinger Georgia Daniels Margaret Shumway Page 67 3. Summer dances when Persephone returns to her Mother Earth, Demeter. Alice Nash Nell Ireys Carolyn McCaul Evelyn Baker ACT I. ' A Greek Dance. Persephone and her maidens. Pluto: Oh dear, I wish a goddess would come and be my bride. It is so lonely and dark down there in my kingdom. Ah, what a beautiful maiden! I will have her for my queen. She will make it happier down in my dark and gloomy kingdom. Paris, take her before she disappears. I am to have her for my queen. Paris: Yes, your majesty, I will. Per.: Mother, Mother. Pluto: You are to be my bridle. You will brighten up my kingdom, which is so lonesome and dark. You may wear a crown of the richest gold. tExitJ Dem.: Have you seen my Persephone anywhere? Peas.: N o, I have not, but wonit you come in my but and eat bread and drink milk? Dem.: How can I before I find my Persephone? Peas.: Was she beautiful? Dem.: She was most beautiful. No star was brighter. No flower was prettier. No bird had such a musical voice. Wicked and ungrateful earth, I have made you rich and beautiful with grass and grain and yet thou dost carry off my daughter. Thou shalt no more be beautiful. Only thorns and thistles shall grow upon thy breast. Are.: Do not be cruel, good mother. I came through the underworld and saw your daughter there. She is the queen and is not afraid, but whether she is happy I do not know. tCurtainJ ACT II. Dem.: Oh, King of the gods, Pluto has taken my beautiful daughter, Persephone, down to his kingdom. May I have her back, 0 great and mighty Zeus? t Zeus: I will try. But if she has eaten anything she can not come back. Hermes, go with her down to Pluto and try to get back Persephone. tCurtainJ ACT II. Winter Dance. Hermes: Good morning, Pluto. I come to ask the release of Per- sephone. You see her mother loves her dearly and she hasput a spell upon the earth that only thistles and thorns shall grow till Persephone comes back to her. So what can the cattle eat and the horses? The farmers will be so poor wihout corn and wheat and vegetables. Pluto: Bu-but you see I love her dearly, too. I could not give her up. We will see if she has eaten anything. Persephone, have you eaten anything? Per.: No, yes, yes. I ate a few pomegranate seeds but they were very few. Pluto: I claim my rights. You see she has eaten here and she must stay with me. ' Page 69 Her.: How many oomegranate seeds did she eat? Per.: I ate six of them. Her.: Oh, if she ate six let her stay with her mother six months that the earth may have green grass and corn. Then let her stay with you six months that the earth may have a rest. Pluto: If she goes with her mother six months the flowers will blossom and fruit will come nd summer will be here. When she comes to me the flowers will go, the snow will fall, and the winter will be here. I see how very important it is for the earth to blossom so I consent to let her go. Summer Dance. tCurtain e Tableau - Curtainl KNIT, LITTLE KNITTER. tTo the tune of Glow, Little Glow-wormld Knit, little knitter, knit a sweater; Knit, little knitter, knit one better. Knit, little knitter, come and do it, Knit, little knitter, stick right to it. Knit, little knitter, knit a helmet. Knit, little knitter, your not through yet. Knit, little knitter, come and knit. Thatis how you will do your bit. MARGARET JORDAN. Form V. Page 70 MY LIFE. Three and a half years ago I was a lump of iron ore in a mine. One da a man came along and I heard him say, llMy, thatls a nice lump of iron ore. So very soon I felt a pick stuck into me, and I was pulled out of the ground. Then I was put into a freight car and taken to a smelting furnace, and when I came out I was pure iron. In a few days I was taken to a factory where I was made into some steel scissors. Next I was packed in a great big black box, and. shipped to a store. One day a lady and a little girl came in and I heard her say, llMy, Mother, those are nice scissors? So I was taken out of the store to her house, and she put me into a drawer. One day she took me out, when it was near Christmas, and wrapped me, and tied me with ribbon, and sent me away for a Christmas present to-a lady, and I am now helping to make a dress for her baby. MARY EATON. Form IV. MY HOME. I am a little girl who lives up in the cold North. My father and mother are Eskimos. Our houses are very funny to you but they keep us warm. When my father builds our house he takes a big chunk of snow and an- other and another and puts them all in a circle. Then he makes another circle until it gets way up to the top of the house. Our house is called an igloo. It keeps us nice and warm. We have no furniture except a hollowed stone with some oil in it. Our bed is made of furs. ANNE HEALY. Form III. THE DAFFODIL. The daffodil is yellow, And pretty as can be. It blossomed in our schoolroom, Came up for you and me. Form II. MY DAFFODIL. I had a daffodil bulb and I planted it. Then I put it upstairs in the dark. It was left up there for a long time so the roots would grow and make a strong plant. Then I brought it down and put it in the sunshine and soon it had pret- ty flowers. . MARIAN KENT. Form II. Page 71 OUR BUNNIES AND THE GARDEN FOR THEM. tClass composition by Form IJ We have had our Bunnies all winter. One is a fluffy Angora Bunny, two are brown and white Dutch rabbits, and another is gray and white. They live in a hutch made of wood to keep the rain and snow and cold out. They have enough hay in the bottom to keep them warm and comfortable. There are two nest boxes inside the hutch with hay in them. A doorway is cut out of one side of each box where the Bunnies can go out and in. There is a doorway in the hutch where the Bunnies go through to get to their yard. The ground of the yard is covered with hay. The yard ' has a chicken-wire fence around it. It is large enough for the Bunnies to run and play in. They eat out in their yard. Our Bunnies like to eat carrots, radishes, apples, lettuce, oats, corn, hay, grass and bark from twigs. They want water every day. The Bunnies have been well and happy all winter, because we have been good to them. When we came back to school from our Easter vacation, we found four baby Bunnies. They were snuggled together in a warm little nest that the mother had made out of hay inside the nest box. She had taken some fur from her breast and put it inside the nest to make it soft and comfortable for Page 72 her babies. When we looked at them the first time, Miss Hill said that they were five days old. When they are born, they have no fur, and their eyes are closed. When we saw them, they had a soft covering of fur, and their eyes were closed. When they were ten days old, we looked into the nest and found their eyes had opened and were pink. The nest was larger then, for the Bunnies had been growing and pushed the nest out larger. When the Bunnies were fourteen days old, Miss Hill took one of them out into the light for us to see, and he cried, because the sun hurt his eyes. We put him back and took another one out whose eyes were stronger, and he nestled in Miss Hillls arm and was happy. When the Bunnies were sixteen days old, we took their picture. The baby rabbits drink their mothers milk. The milk comes from the food that the mother eats and drinks. When the babies are six weeks old, they will eat vegetables because they will have their teeth to chew with . It costs so much to feed rabbits that we are going to grow the food here at school. We started our garden in an in-door bed, because it was too cold in April to plant the seeds out-doors. We used our sand-box. We took the sand out and, sifted some rich, black soil into the box. Next we made it smooth and mixed in fertilizer or plant food. Then we made straight furrows with a string to measure with, and planted our seeds two inches apart. Then we watered our garden, and put it in a sunny place. When warm weather comes, we are going to transplant our 'garden out-doors. We are going to raise oats. We hope our garden will give enough Rabbit food for a year. Page 73 OUR PRESENTS GIVEN THIS YEAR. We kindergarten children want to say, llThank you,, to everybody who gave us presents. There were rabbits, a bank, a picture, records, Japanese dolls, lucky dogs, plants, a bird book, pussy willows, and a dollls house. Philip Little gave us the Bunnies last fall. The big bunnies have some little bunnies in a nest of hay out in the back-yard in a box. When we came back from our Easter vacation the little Bunnies were in the nest. When we were having our Christmas party, Old Father' Christmas gave us our bird-sticks. The fourth form made them. We like to have the birds to play with. Pretty near all the time before lunch we have a little bird race with the lovely birds. We have some pictures that just match the birds. But there is one bird we donlt know the name of. It is orange with specks of yellow and red at the bottom. It has blue eyes. It is greenish brown at the top. Could you tell us its name? The kindergarten liked the daffodil plant the first form gave for a valen- tine. And Martha Eurich, we like the Cyclamen you gave us for a valentine. It is still in blossom. Bobby Welles, that picture you gave us is very lovely and we like it very much. It is a picture of Christ and the Mary Mild. We were surprised to find the dolPs house, and we like it very much. We began to clean it this morning. We are going to sew for it, paper it, and make furniture for it. We would like you, Mrs. Marfield and Miss Katherine, to come and see it and see how well we can work. tThe other donors to whom the children are indebted are: Frederick At- kinson, Betty Goldsborough, Mrs. Blanche Scott, Mr. William Eurich, and Miss AvesJ The Kindergarten. Page 74 EDITORIAL . TATLER BOARD, Editor-in-Chief ................ Helen Carroll Business Manager .......... Canstance Zonne Advertising Manager ............. Mary Nash 12th Form Representative .............................. Muriel Peterson 11th F orm Representative .............................. Marion Prindle 10th F orm Representative .................................. Helen Gage 9th F orm Representative .................................. Mary Dibble 8th Form Representative .................................. Jane Foote Assistant Editor ....................................... Rosemary Zonne Assistant Business Manager ................................ Marion Leigh Assistant Advertising Manager .......................... Florence Purdy Supervising Editor. .Miss Eunice J. Cleveland Art Adviser ................. Miss Mary Gale Business Adviser ........ Miss Eva M. Smith PATRIOTISM. The daily sight of boys in khaki or in blue, straight, manly boys who have cheerfully offered their lives to their country; the unceasing labor of the pat- ient, tired women in the Red Cross stations, rolling, cutting, and patting into place the yards and yards of gauze; the little Red Cross Fords tooting around the city With their cargoes of completed bandages; the small notices at the foot of each newspaper, llMeatless day, or llWheatless day, or llSweetless dany-all these have unconsciously changed our standards. That the city has been saving is shown by the ample returns of the Liberty Loan campaigns, as well.as those of the Red Cross, the Y. M. C. ..A., and many others. There is a spirit of militarism in the air; yes, and of patriotism. This spirit has not passed our school by. We have been loyally doing our duty to our country, both by contributing our money and by our own personal efforts. What girl can say that she has not done some needle- work or knitting, or has not come to school some mornings loaded. down with old books, newspapers, bottles, tin cans, or other choice bits of salvage? Our energies have also directed themselves into another channel, the Girl-Scout movement. It is quite clear that without this nation-wide stir, the Girl Scout idea would not have taken hold so strongly. After watching the men of Dunwoody drill, with their precision and enthusiasm, a whole- souled pride has prompted us to make ourselves also strong and ready, obedi- ent to command. Page 77 We repeat, as a whole the school has responded. There are probably still a few tmight we say slackerSPl who have not yet realized the full import- ,ance of their conduct, who make no difference between their lives now and a year ago, and who go on, sublimely indifferent to the great call of their native land. Wake up, Northrop! We have idled long enough. The circumstances which are making heroes out of men will also make women out of us. Now is the time to act and to prove by self-control and self-denial our allegiance to our flag, and to the republic for which it stands, the country l we cherish more than ourselves, the country of high honor and brotherly love. GIFTS TO THE SCHOOL. Through the Tatler the Students of Northrop School wish to express their gratitude to the following friends for their generosity to the school during the years 1916-1918 for Pictures and Casts Mrs. A. L. Searle Miss Carse Mrs. C. C. Bovey Mr. C. D.Velie Parents League of Northrop School Faculty of Northrop School Household Articles Samovar-Mrs. Chas. D. Velie Oak Table for Faculty Room9 Mrs. F. P. Nash Coffee Urn-Mr. F. P. Nash Linens-Mrs. Chas. C. Bovey Silver Tea Set-Miss Carse Silver Ladle-Mrs. F. G. Howard Science Laboratory Maps, Balopticon, etoeMr. John Crosby Chemistry Laboratory F ixtures- Mr. and Mrs. Walter N. Carroll Globes and Charts- Miss Winnifred Schureman Miscellaneous Platform Furniture9Class of 1916 Stage Screens-Class of 1917 Contributions toward Stage Curtain- High School Classes American Flag- Mr. C. A. and Miss Mary Roach Library Alumnae Association Parents League of Northrop School Mrs. Robert B. Gage Mrs. Frank M. Mann Page 78 IN MEMORIAM MARGARET DECKER, Class of 1914. For he giveth his beloved sleep. APRIL 1, 1918 RUTH COLE VANDER HORCK, Class of 1914. To be spiritually minded is life and peace. APRIL 14, 1918 ELEANOR FRANFORTER, Sixth Form She seemed a thing that could not feel The touch of earthly years. hOf such is the Kingdom of Heaven. APRIL 18, 1918 Page 79 OFFICERS OF THE ASSOCIATION. President ............... Carol Lyon Vice-President ...... Eleanor Dewey Secretary and Treasurer. .Gay Walton ALUMNAE NOTES TO THE 1918 TATLER. iNineteen-seventeen greets you, O knowing Tatler Board; How wise and gray you must be, And with experience stored! Nothing can take it from you, This knowledge of the world, Gleaned from incessant struggling; And now, as a flag unfurled To the breeze of criticism, Your handiwork appears, May it prove a great success, The finest of all years! The activities of the Alumnae of Graham Hall and Northrop School would occupy more space than it is allowed them in the Tatler this year if- one were to tell of the many busy and happy hours which the alumnae have spent with- in the wall of their Alma Mater. In spite of the exacting Red Cross work calling them elsewhere, groups Page 80 of the alumnae might often be seen going to and from .shool. Miss Cleveland has taught most interestingly and inspiringly a literature class composed of alumnae and outsiders. The class has met every Thursday afternoon for an hour, and the library and book stores have been kept busy supplying the girls with books by contemporary authors. Katherine Marfield entertained the class at her home one afternoon, and discussion was carried on over the tea cups. One of the most common sights on Tuesday and Thursday mornings has been the arrival of girls for their much beloved cooking lessons under the supervision of Miss Quilliard. The course in culinary science has been of such value that some of the girls were heard to sigh when the Easter vacation was approaching and they realized that the lessons must be omitted for a week. The class had an eventful experience in a trip to a butcher shop at which every cut of meat was indicated and described. The knowledge gained made all realize more keenly the necessity for Hooverizing. From this class in cooking, some of the girls went to a class in Child Physiology under the leadership of Miss Binzel. T here have been rumors that Miss Binzel intends forming a group to go to France for work there among the French orphans. A fine burst of speed and enthusiasm was shown by the iiold girls when they played basket ball in the autumn weeks. We had great fun and often presented a ludicrous spectacle. A very splendid rule made by Miss Carse was broken when we used our voices vehemently to express our pleasure instead of our hands as is the custom of undergraduates. Before long the alumnae must have a liBaby Party, for the list of infant- ile accessories to our circle has grown tremendously in the last year, and we soon shall have daughters of the alumnae attending the school. Susan Pillsbury Snyder, daughter of Mrs. John Snyder tNell Stevensonl, Harry Piper, son of Mrs. Harry Piper tLouise Gillettey, Gilbert Burton, Jr., son of Mrs Gilbert Burton tDelphine Gillettel, Seymour Backus, Jr., son of Mrs. Seymour Backus tRuth Towley, Lorin Lovejoy, son of Mrs. James Love- joy, tElizabeth CampbelD and Conrad Driscoll, Jr., son of Mrs Conrad Dris- coll, tCharlotte Knottl are the names of new comers. The war has affected the Alumnae Association sentimentally. The don- ning of orange blossoms has been a frequent occurrence in the last few months. . Mrs. Barnard Cliffordi Virginia Rutherfordy was a bride of the fall and is now living in Rockford, 111., where her husband is in training at Camp Grant. Mrs. Lloyd Hixon tDolly Powersl was also married in the fall and is now living in Minneapolis while her husband is in training at Dunwoody Institute. Mrs. Edwin Guyer tMarjory Fishy is in Rock Island, where her husband is in military service. Mrs. Howard Mealey tLorraine Lymanl, is living in Des Moines; her husband is stationed at Camp Dodge. Mrs. Clyde Longyear tMargaret Hodgey, and Mrs. George Gilkey tRuth Segerstroml were also autumn brides. Faith Hall, 16, Mabel Church 16. and Ruth Massie, 17 are among this years brides also. The first is Mrs. Leonard Ap- pleby, the second is Mrs. Deane S. Rundlett and the last is Mrs. James Bootv. Many more there are, who will soon be taking the great step, for the air seems full of romance and many engagements have been an- nounced. Barbara Lyon, who has been prominent in Red Cross work this Page 81 last year, as secretary of the headquarters on Marquette avenue, has just given out news of her engagement to Robert Longyear. Beatrice Wilcox, recently told the world of her engagement to Clark Keator, and Dorothea Young not long since returned from a visit to Atlanta where her fiance, Dick Hankinson, is stationed with the Minnesota Base Hospital. Susan Crandall has been working wihin the walls of Northrop this last year as one of Miss Carse,s secretaries. Betty Martin has just completed the Aviation Relief Course. Dorothy Rogers and Olivia Carpenter left Smith College just before Christmas and returned to Minneapolis for the purpose of devoting most of their time to Red Cross work. The report of the doings and experiences of the members of the Alum- nae Association might be extended with the mention of added items of inter- est, for many of the girls are figuring prominently in the various social, edu- cational and benevolent activities of the city. . MARCHING SONG. tAlumnae song to the class of 10 We come, 0 class of 17, To meet you on this day When youlve finished school forever and aye. Come step up forward, That you may sign our Constitution; Then welll sing her praise to everyone. Chorus: So merrily sing we all to N orthrop School, Let Praises ring thru the air. The spirit is ever there. The old girls all welcome Seniors to their throng, And ask you to join, Then sing the Alumnae song. tRepeat chorusl. Page 82 STUDENT GOVERNM ENT ASSOCIATIONS OFFICERS: President ......... Henrietta Keating Vice-President ...... Rosemary Zonne Secretary .......... Eugenie Crosby REPRESENTATIVES: Seniors: Helen Shaw, Marion Parmele, Annette Bardwell Junior: Marian Prindle Sophomore: Dorothy Dodge Freshman: Theodora Malone An organization enabling the students to govern themselves was estab- lished last year in the ninth, tenth, eleventh, and twelfth forms, with very good results. We this year have attempted to continue and to improve upon that work, so well established. Although the progress that we have made may have seemed very slow to some, yet there is no one who can say that we have not progressed. Our definite aim has been to establish an organiz- ation wherein each individual student has the responsibility of her own be- havior. We have by no means attained this perfection, for we still resort to warnings and other means for checking up a studenfs delinquencies. This should not be discouraging, for we are still quite young in experience, and a system of this kind requires years of tradition in order to establish the public opinion that must be the necessary force behind any successful demo- cratic government. This perfection can be reached only through the earnest endeavors and the perfect co-operation of a persistent student body. More and more the spirit of co-operation grows among us, so that we feel that we are starting a system that will be one of the strong points in Northrop for years to come. Page 83 OFFICERS: President .............. Helen Blake Sec.-Treas. ........ Mary Huntington MEMBERS: Dorothy Bleecker Lois Heegaard Ruth Bovey Winona Heeter Helen Browning Betty Histed Marian Couper Mary Huntington Dorothy Daniels Marian Leigh Edith Daniels Gladys Meyering Margaret Dewey Virginia Rigg Jane Foote The Glee Club of Northrop School was first started in 1916, under the direction of Miss Lillian Mueller. A very successful year ended with a grand climax in the form of an operetta, uThe Lost Necklace, in which the girls certainly did themselves and their instructor justice. The club did not meet until late this year, but we were soon organized, and on January thirty-first elected officers. Our first appearance was in the form of a small playlet; a scene be- tween the southern and the northern soldiers, during the Civil War period. As the curtain arose the Northerners were singing, 11Weire Tenting Tonight On the Old Camp Ground, to which the Southerners responded with iiDixie. We alternated in this way several times, with well known melodies, ending by all singing uHome Sweet Home? After much applause Miss Carse requested that we stand in front of the curtain while 11The Star Spangled Banner was sung. On Thursday, February 21, the Senior class gave a patriotic program, and we assisted them by singing some of the National anthems. The Blake School Orchestra and the Northrop Glee Club combined tal- ents on Friday evening, March twenty-second, and gave a small program at the Minneapolis Institute of Arts. The boys and girls worked their very hardest to make it a success and succeeded in winning a name for themselves. Page 84 WRANGLER CLUB OFFICERS: Faculty Advisers ...... Mrs. Anderson, Miss Smith Speaker ...................... Margaret Crosby Clerk ............................... Mary Nash MEMBERS: Elizabeth Abbott Marian Parmele Margaret Crosby Constance Zonne Henrietta Keating Betty Frankforter Rowene Light Helen Gage Mary Nash Marion Leigh Lois Newton Blanche McRae The Wrangler Club this year has had many interesting meetings and good times. The general topic for the year has been the war in its different phases. Miss Cleveland entertained us one evening by reading war poetry. Another evening was very profitably spent in learning of the effect of the war on business conditions, as told by Mr. John Crosby. The club eagerly learned of Constantinople from Miss Haronian at another meeting. We hope that Miss Carse will consent to speak to us in one of the meetings to come, and all are eagerly looking forward to it. The other meetings have been filled with reports given by different members of the club upon interesting war subjects. Page 85 NEEIRLSWIHS THISTLE TROOP. Captain ........ Miss Karin Van Pyk Lieutenant ......... Elizabeth Abbott Jean Anderson Margaret Howard Catherine Armatage Katharine Jordan Eugenie Crosby Mary Jordan Margaret Crosby Rowene Light Edith Daniels Jean McHugh Betty F rankforter Helen McLaughlin Helen Gage Lois Newton Elizabeth Howard Janet Schureman Thistle Troop Song. eTo the tune of Take me back to Blightyfd T-H-I-S-T-L-E Troop That,s the troop,s the very best troop for me. Oakum we can pick; To all our work we stick; At drilling hard, or chopping wood Weere each a brick. You never, never see a Thistle shirking Work of any kind at all. Hy! igglety, igglety istle! You always know a Thistle. Thistle is the troop for me-e! CACTUS TROOP. Captain. . . .Miss Florence Davenport Lieutenant ....... ..Miss Helen Pence Lieutenant ........ Miss Mary Roach Ethel Appleyard Margaret Dewey Annette Bardwell Dorothy Dodge Ruth Bovey Eileen Hallet Helen Browning Lois Heegaard Helen Carroll Betty Histed Page 88 Mary Huntington Henrietta Keating Sarah Mathews Alice Mathews Mary Nash Marion Prindle Virginia Rigg Helen Shaw Mildred Shaw Constance Zonne Cactus Troop Song. Tune of D K E Marching Song. Hail to the troop which we all hold so dear, The best of all, from year to year. Our standards never trail the dust; Our honoris ever held in trust. So now we cheer with one accord, For up and onward we have soared. Welre Stickers !-So look out for us, Hear us now as we yelleCactus! HEPATICA TROOP. Captain .................. Miss Nye Lieutenant ............ Miss Kampff Mary Anderson Elizabeth Bovey Mildred Buffington Barstow Burton Corynne Costin Mary Dibble Elizabeth Gahre Ellen Gunnerson Elizabeth Strong Kathryn Hogan NanCy Leach Dorothy Mann Elizabeth McLane , Theodora Melone Gertrude Mills Julia Thorpe Catherine Yerxa Hepatica Troop Song. Tune of llLong, Long Trail. Welre a Girl Scout Troop from Northrop, We,re called Hepatica troop. We will do our bit And oakum pick For our dear Flag. In the Red Cross work welre all true; We have the best leader too. Then herels three cheers for Northrop And her own Hepatica troop. Page 90 TRILLIUM TROOP. Captain ............. Miss Mary Gale Lieutenant .......... Mrs. C. B. Ruud Mary Andrews Virginia Bates Eleanor BIa-kely Opal Finberg Jane Foote Elsie Gage Frances Hallet Nancy Heffelfinger Josephine Velie Mary Heffelfinger Eleanor Kingman Betty Law Pauline McCarthy Lucille McRae Elizabeth Melone Gladys Meyering Caroline Robinson Trillium Troop Song. Tune of uYankee Doodle. We are the scouts of N. C. S. We are the scouts of Northrop. Full eighteen strong we march along, The Trillium troop of Northrop, MAPLE LEAF TROOP. Captain ............. Miss Haronian Lieutenant ............ Miss Halsey Patrol Leader ...... Margaret McRae Helen Bickelhaupt Frances Burton Virginia Capron Roberta Gage Ruth Devereux Margaret Dickinson Eleanor Douglas Kate Welles Ruth Kent Katherine Horton Lorraine Long Mary Truesdell Pauline Seidel Mabel Fullerton Grace Velie Maple Leaf Troop Song. Tune of There is a Tavern in the Town. In Northrop School there,s many a Scout-Scout Troop, The Cactus and Anemone-Anemone, The Thistle and the Trillium, But the Maple Leafs the troop for me. ANEMONE TROOP. Captain ............... Miss Roemer Lieutenant ................ Miss Hill Patrol Leader ........ Louise Belden Lucy Winton Adele Hodgman Margaret Mann June Warnock Carolyn Crosby Katherine Mather Olive Crosby Katherine Spratt Jane King Garnet O,Brien Jane Confer Margaret Jordan Helen Clifford Jane Heffelfinger Eleanor Frankforter Patricia Gregory Eleanor Cook Jane Skewis Ann Hankinson Page 91 THE THISTLE CAMPING PARTY. T was the Friday after Thanksgiving. Ask some member of i the Thistle Troop what that day stands for. She wont take long in replying. That was the first day of our camp- ing at Criss-Cross Cabin. After much hurrying and bustling around, all finally reached the cabin in the midst of blankets and food, the two most important supplies. Eating was the chief occupation of the campers. The eternal question was, llHow soon is the next meal? Almost every day we hiked to Wayzata to get more food, though when we had arrived at camp all thought that we had too much. Every scout deserved a medal for eating ability; but Stuffy, But, and Skinney were possibly the best. The faster you ate, the more you got; therefore speed was very important. ' The evening paper, edited by some of the scouts and contributed to by all, reported many interesting events such as llThe dansanteil on Superior Boulevard while waiting for Spintacks and the bus. The llthell part of the lithe dansantell was lacking, and this disturbed the scouts greatly. A hare and hound chase afforded some merriment to the hares. When they were in hiding, they built a fire to keep them warm, but When they heard the others coming, they needs must seek some speedy way to extinguish it. Navy solved the problem by sitting on the flames. The scouts also invented some new tests, such as dropping off the roof or walking the back fence, ten feet high, with a two-by-four on top; but the greatest skill was required to walk across the floor of the cabin after taps without stepping on at least one person. Another interesting custom of the Thistle troop was a pajama party, before bedtime. Cupiels pajamas were unanimously declared the grandest. They seemed to have spots of all colors on them, and were really quite unique. On the second night we were, all in pajamas, seated around the fire listening to one of Army,s ghost stories when suddenly a scout called, llths in the kitchen? A dark form appeared in the door. With wild shrieks we all ran behind the tables, chairs, cots, and every available object. When the shrieks subsided after a minute the voice of Fred, the farmer, spoke up, llWell, girls, I guess itls bedtime. As soon as I fix this fire Pm going to bed too? After Fredls departure we all got into our beds. The glowing fire lighted the room sufficiently to show the sleeping forms resting in all places pos- sible,-bed, window-seats, cots and floor. As the fire slowly died out, the sound of regular breathing arose until Navy and Squeeks were both gently Cl snorlng. uA Thistle Trooper? THE SIGNIFICANCE OF THE SCOUT LAWS AND PROMISE. There is a ilgood-time side to the Girl Scouts. but there is another and bigger side. This side is included in the Girl Scout promise and in the ten Scout laws. Simple as they are, they change a girlls whole life. The first of the Scout promise. KlI promise to be loyal to God and my country? is really founded on the first and second Scout laws, which to me are the most important, the highest, and the most beautiful. These laws, kept by every Scout I hope under any circumstances, are that a Girl Scoutls Page 92 honor is to be trusted and a Girl Scout is loyal. When you think how many Girl Scouts, and Boy Scouts too, there are in America, and when you remem- ber what I have just said, donit you feel that America for generations to come will be all it is and has been, and even more? The second part of the promise, llto be helpful to others? helps a Scout as much as she helps others. It makes life pleasant and worth while. The scout may find it hard at times to begin to help, because the task may be unpleasant, but no matter how hard or unpleasant the task, she finds that once she has begun it, it is fun and doing it makes her happy, because she is helping some one. I think that the reason the promise makes a Scout happy is that she is doing, though perhaps unconsciously, what God sent Christ here to teach us to do, and what can make one happier than pleasing God? And so, you see, by keeping the second part of the promise, a Scout is loyal to God, and obeys the third Scout law, which is helpfulness. The third part of the promise, ilto obey the ten Scout lawsfi is as one may see, but an enforcing of these ten laws. They pertain to every day, but they are very far-reaching and powerful in their influence, for they are: A Girl Scouts honor is to be trusted. A Girl Scout is a friend to all and a sister to all other Girl Scouts. A Girl Scout is pure. A Girl Scout is courteous. A Girl Scout is a friend to animals. A Girl Scout obeys orders. A Girl Scout is helpful. A Girl Scout is thrifty. A Girl Scout is cheerful. The main ideas in these laws seem to be love, helpfulness and loyalty. Nowhere can there be found a better basis for ones life. ALICE MATHEWS, Form XI. OAKUM PICKING. , The Scouts pick sticky oakum eviry morning they have free, To make some sticky oakum pads to send across the sea. Although the work is long and dull, they do the best they can, For each Girl Scout knows she may help to save a wounded man. THE INVESTITURE OF THE CACTUS TROOP. The investiture of the Cactus Troop took place on the evening of Thurs- day, February seventh, nineteen hundred and eighteen. We went to the home of Mary Roach early in the evening, and waited upstairs until a signal from Miss Davenport. Then we marched down stairs in squad formation and entered the dimly lighted living-room. The flag was draped over the mantel, and facing it. we gave the Pledge of Allegiance to our flag. Our patrol leader was invested alone. Then we were invested by squads. To me, and I be- lieve to every other Girl Scout, this ceremony was very impressive and seri- Page 93 ous. It meant a great deal to stand erect there in front of Miss Davenport and the American flag in the soft glow of the living-room lamps and repeat the Scout Promise to be loyal to God and our country, to help other people at all times and to obey the Scout Laws. It makes a girl, who is unable to go into the trenches and fight for her country, feel less insignificant and makes her real- ize that she can do her' bit in very small ways. That is the true Scout spirit, for no matter what may come, the Girl Scout will live up to her motto of uBe Prepared! THE BEST SCOUT. A Toast. Who is the Best Scout? You will say, llWhy Miss Nye, she is the best scout! as our captain, she has patiently instructed us. She has heard us say our scout laws, and has helped us tie our knots. In every detail, she is a dandy scout. Then again, you might choose one of us girls here tonight. We have tied our knots, and in fact we have done everything that is necessary for us to do to become a Tenderfoot Scout. But there is one other whom we have not mentioned. This scout does not wear the scout uniform, nor does she receive merit badges for her works. She seems to know everything, though, and can do everything, and never fails us. This best scout is Mother. So:- Herels to Mother, whose heart and whose soul Are the light and the life of each spell we pursue. Whether sunned at the Tropics or chilled at the pole, If Mother be there, there is happiness too. ELLEN GUNNERSON. IF I WERE A BOY. If I were a boy, On a navy ship I,d be, And sail across the deep blue sea. Iid go to Germany, I would, And kill the Kaiser if I could. But sad to say Pm just a girl, And must stay home to knit and purl, And make many things for our soldiers sake, To heal the wounds that the Germans make. MARGARET DICKINSON. Form VII. Page 94 SIGNALS I HAVE MET. A Toast. There are a great many different kinds of signals. There is the sema- phore code of signaling; then there are the signals used by deaf and dumb - people. Our own ilstudent government warnings are just the same as Signals to llturn over a new leaf? There are weather signals and signals of Spring such as the bluebird. . As you see there are a great many different kinds of signals. I have de- c1ded to tell you to-night of a few which one oil us might meet in one day. First, of course, would come the signals for rising. Then at school would come the bells. I guess that most of us are very well acquainted with both of these signals so that I won,t need to say anything about them to explain their use. At our Scout meetings has come still a different kind of signal, the Semaphore code. The world, semaphore, was first used by the French in 1803, and meant an upright post with two or three movable arms turning upon pivots. It was used for sending messages frOm one place to another. This is what our semaphore code of signaling and our railroad semaphores of today are derived from. We are all very familiar with all of the signals of-which I have spoken. N ow I would like to tell to you a little story about a signal with which we are not so familiar. llHow a man of no manners vainly pretended to be what he was not? Mr. Lawrence Hutton, the English writer, and his American friend, Brander Matthews, once saw a pretender on an Atlantic voyage, and Mr. Hutton helped to bring about his undoing with the rest of the company. The man was loud-mouthed and offensive and blatantly self-laudatory; he declared that he was a sailor, a Scotchman, a great traveler, and a seer of strange sights. After an unusually protracted revelation of his peculiarities this person left the smoking room, one afternoon. The door. banged behind him and a hush fell upon the crowd. Mr. Hutton waited a moment, and then addressing Mr. Matthews, but raising his voice a little so that it carried the remarks: II have no desire to say anything against the gentlemen who has just left us but he is not a Scotsman as he says he is. He says Edinburgfi Whereupon a quiet little man in a far corner looked up from his game of patience and remarked: IlHe ainit no sailors neither, he spits to windward. And then again silence enveloped the smoking room. BARSTOW BURTON. OUR TASK. We are stitching, sewing, knitting, For our boys across the sea, Who are marching, scouting, fighting For a world democracy. Let us pray for strength and courage In the tasks we have to do, And when tyranny is vanquished, All the world will know weire true. Page 95 RED CROSS RED CROSS WORK. FACULTY DIRECTORS Miss Fances Quilliard, Miss Eva M. Smith STUDENT REPRESENTATIVES Red Cross Class ...... Florence Purdy Salvage Department . Elizabeth Abbott MOTOR LEAGUE ORDERLIES Elizabeth Abbott, Mary Jordan MOTOR VOLUNTEER DRIVERS Virginia Yers, Muriel Peterson KNITTING September to March, inclusin FACULTY Sweaters ......................... 18 Helmets .......................... 2 Pairs of Socks .................... 61 Mufflers ......................... 7 Trench Caps ...................... 10 Pairs of Wristlets ................. 14 Wash Cloths ..................... 48 Squares for Afghans ............... 43 Page 96 Sweaters ........................ 121 Helmets .......................... 14 Pairs of Socks .................. 49 Mufflers .......................... 52 Trench Caps ...................... 23 Pairs of Wristlets ................. 94 Wash Cloths ..................... 88 Squares for Afghans ............... 502 RELIEF AND HOSPITAL WORK Baby Caps ........................ 2 Pairs of Booties ................... 13 Petticoats ........................ 12 Jackets ........................... 3O Shawls ........................... 10 Diapers ........................... 52 Scrap Books ...................... 20 Kit Bags ......................... 50 Paper Dolls tsetsy ................. 20 Housewives ...................... 50 Puzzles in Envelopes ............. 28 SALVAGE Average weekly collection of junk.. .4 flour bags Salvage arm bands ......................... If you see an empty bottle, pick it up. Be sure and save each broken plate and cup; Remember, keep your hooks and eyes, Your buttons and your plates for pies. Each pin4s a great help tin disguisey For Salvage. If your dentist pulls a molar, get it back; Pick up each hair pin, powder-box and tack; Each string will help, each corset stay; Save all the things that come your way. We,11 win the war some future day By Salvage. Page 98 SCHOOL CONTRIBUTIONS I. Sunshine Society F amilies .................... 24 Thanksgiving dinners II. American Friendship Fund .................................. $137.00 French Orphan Fund ...................................... $328.50 1. Faculty Q babies1 Monsieur Roger Petit Mademoiselle Germaine Petit 25 Rue Biscarra Nice Alpes Maritimes. France. 2. Elementary School Q babies1 Monsieur Robert Rebiffe Mademoiselle Noelle Rebiffe Aunay s15 Auneau Eure - et - Loir. France. 3. Seventh Form 0 baby1 Mademoiselle Lucienne Bourjot 9 Rue du Viaduc Joinville-le-Pont Seine. France. 4. Junior High School 0 baby1 18th, 9th, and 10th Forms1 Petit Bautru 12 Rue Chevreuil Chantenay Loire - InftErieure. France. 5. Junior Class 1919 O babw Mademoiselle Marie Damont Noirmontier Aepine Loire-Infc'erieure 6. Senior Class 1918 O babw Monsieur Arthur Faucheux Cornill6 Maine-et-Loire. France. 7. Thistle Troop U baby1 Mademoiselle Paulette Thomas Etaules Charente-Infc'erieure III. Visiting Nurses1 1Tag Day Contributiom .................... $169.02 Page 09 IV. 1917 Red Cross Drive ....................................... $ 75.00 V. Second Liberty Loan to Northrop School by: Tatler Board .......................................... $150.00 Senior Dance ........................................... 100.00 Class of 1917 .......................................... 50.00 Class of 1918 .......................................... 50.00 Forms 1-10 inclusive .................................... 300.00 Total ............................................... $650.00 Total Amounts loaned to Government 1. Second Liberty Drive .............................. $13,650.00 2. War-Savings Drive tuntil May m .................. 2,088.00 3. Third Liberty Drive .............................. 8,950.00 Library Drive ................................................ 500 books Smileage Books .............................................. 250 books AN EXCITING TRIP. uNothing venture, nothing have? I ejaculated while preparing for school one morning. I felt soproud that I must have fairly shone through the cracks, as I strutted down Kenwood hill, my goloshes flopping in perfect time to the song I was singing. There was a reason. At last I was doing some real work for the Red Cross. Over my head were flung three automobile tires. I had a coat-of-mail made out of pins of every description. Of course safety pins and hair pins were the most numerous, but here and there an army pin would be conspicuous. Hanging from my shoulders were some ten or twelve rubbers I had picked up along the way. My hat was trimmed with tinsel from chewing gum packages. The gleam of the sun, as it was reflected from the countless bottles strung about the different parts of my anatomy, gave me the aspect of a celestial being. Can you blame me for a kind of per- sonal pride and a feeling of satisfaction concerning my aid to the war salvage department? However as the prophets said of old: iiPride cometh before a fall. Whoop-ee! Down I went and landed squarely on two of the automobile tires. I whirled round and round with ever-increasing speed; as I went, I gathered material, as a snowball does when rolled along the snow. I kept growing larger and larger. Passersby gazed in wonder at me. 815 it a British tank? one of them shrieked, but on I sped, unmindful of my surroundings until I approached Northrop. I tried to gasp. Would I.pick that up too, and carry it with me in my tour, or would I be stopped by the enormous school-building blocking my way? Without more time for thought I crashed into it! Through the furnace room I bolted, and in a Page 100 moment landed with a big bang. At last my course was ended. I tried to see where I was, but before I could extract myself, a laughing, squealing, excited group of uniformed girls came running towards me. They picked me out of the debris, and half carried me to the stairs, all the while praising my efforts up to the sky. I admit I puffed a- bit as I looked back on the much needed rubbish I had so easily deposited in the big salvage basket, and I thought with much pride, At last I have done something for my country. MILDRED SHAW, Form XII. TO A RED CROSS NURSE. As the crescent moon was biding F ar above the British lines, A figure clad in white came gliding, In No-manIs-Iand Itwixt shell torn pines. Oh, that woman brave and tender, Out where no man dares to go, Out where German shells may rend her, Into dust for winds to blow. Now sheIs stooping, bending, kneeling, Where the scattered forms lie dead; Now sheIs praying, tending. healing Those whom shells have painted red. May that woman brave and tender, Have God,s mercy and earthts praise; May His blessings safe attend her Through her glorious, merciful days. EUGENIE CROSBY. Form X. Page 101 NORTHROP SPORTS CLUB OFFICERS President ............... Eugenie Crosby Secretary and Treasurer ...... Mary Nash MEMBERS All the school. Page 103 OFFICERS OF THE RIDING CLUB. President .............. Elizabeth Abbott Secretary and Treasurer. . .Jean Anderson THE RIDING CONTEST. CTOBER nineteenth opened cold and gloomy. At any other time the weather would not have made so much difference, but on that particular day was to occur the Sixth Annual 3 Riding Contest. The girls had worked hard, and when X there was a possibility of the contests being postponed, everyone was very much disappointed. Finally the sun peeped out, and with Miss Carsets con- sent to have the contest all the girls were happy and smil- mg. . At two otclock the Jackie Band started the music, followed by a Parade of the girls, from the pony class up. The events of the contest and the win- ners are as follows: I. PARADE II. PONY CLASS tUnder Eighth Forms Margaret Spratt Margaret Jordan Lucy Winton Catherine Spratt Irene Merritt Winners : F irst: Lucy Winton Second: Margaret Jordan Third: Catherine Spratt Page 104 III. BEGINNEKS CLASS. Mildred Buffington Pauline Seidel Theodora Melone Julia Thorpe Lucy Winton Winners: First: Lucy Winton Second: Julia Thorpe Third: Theodora Melone IV. THREE GAITED CLASS. Twelfth Form Elizabeth Abbott Mary Jordan Helen Carroll Henrietta Keating Margaret Crosby Rowene Light Winona Heeter Winners First: Helen Carroll Second: Margaret Crosby Third: Elizabeth Abbott Eleventh Form Betty Frankforter Rosemary Zonne Jean Anderson Winners First: Jean Anderson Second: Betty Frankforter Third: Rosemary Zonne Tenth Form Ethel Appleyard Dorothy Dodge Ruth Bovey Helen Gage . Eugenie Crosby Mary Huntington Winners First: Ruth Bovey Second: Ethel Appleyard Third: Eugenie Crosby Page 105 Ninth Form which had the most riders entere$ Mary Anderson Elizabeth Laraway Nancy Leach Theodora Melone Elizabeth Bovey Gertrude Mills Mildred Buffington Julia Thorpe Winners: First: Mary Anderson Second: Elizabeth Bovey Third: Elizabeth Laraway Eighth Form Jane Foote Marion Couper Winners First: Marion Couper Second: Jane Foote Winners of the Cup Class Three Gaited ClaSS First: Ruth Bovey Second: Mary Anderson Third: Marion Couper V. FIVE GAITED CLASS Mabel F ullerton Ethel Appleyard Jean Anderson Winners First: Ethel Appleyard Second: Jean Anderson VI. PAIRS OF THREE GAITED Elizabeth Bovey and Ruth Bovey Helen Gage and Nancy Leach Mary Jordan and Helen Carroll Rosemary Zonne and Mary Huntington Elizabeth Abbott and Eugenie Crosby Gertrude Mills and Jane F oote Jean Anderson and Mary Anderson Margaret Crosby and Ethel Appleyard Henrietta Keating and Rowene Light Karin Van Pyk and Elizabeth Laraway Mildred Buffington and Betty Frankforter Page 106 First : Winners : Elizabeth Bovey and Ruth Bovey Second: Jean Anderson and Mary Anderson Third: Margaret Crosby and Ethel Appleyard VII. POTATO AND SPOON RACE Elizabeth Bovey Karin Van Pyk Gertrude Mills Mary Anderson Eugenie Crosby Julia Thorpe Helen Gage Elizabeth Laraway Rowene Light Nancy Leach Elizabeth Abbott Jane Foote Dorothy Dodge Ruth Bovey Ethel Appleyard Jean Anderson Henrietta Keating Helen Carroll Theodora Melone Mary Jordan Winners: First: Gertrude Mills Second: Jean Anderson Third: Helen Carroll VIII. TROTTING RACE Mary Anderson Eugenie Crosby Elizabeth Laraway Ethel Appleyard Nancy Leach Henrietta Keating Elizabeth Bovey Gertrude Mills Ruth Bovey Jane Foote Jean Anderson Mary Jordan Helen Carroll Rosemary Zonne Karin Van Pyk Betty Frankforter Elizabeth Abbott Winners : First: Mary Jordan Second: Ruth Bovey Events IX. and X. were omitted on account of the weather. Page 108 Judges L. E. Charlebois A. H. Barnard M. H. Woodward ATHLETICS THE ATHLETIC COUNCIL Treasurer ................ Mary Nash Adviser ...... Miss Florence Davenport REPRESENTATIVES Seniors- Henrietta Keating Elizabeth Abbott Juniors- Betty F rankforter Edith Daniels Sophoinores- Eugenie Crosby Blanche McRae Freshmen- Mary Anderson Theodora Melone ATHLETIC COUNCIL MEETING This sketch is affectionately dedicated to Miss Davenport Place: Gym office. Time: An afternoon while choosing the school team. Scene: .The curtain rises exposing to the expectant eyes of the public a group of girls sprawling gracefully m over, on, and underneath the setting. One dignified Senior is perched on the window sill, while the others with dangling legs, sit rampantly erect on the radiator. Numerous other articles of humanity decorate the room. Miss Davenport adds the finishing touch of informality to the picture by ornamenting her desk by sitting thereon and employing her chair as a foot stool. Blanche: Well, as everybody knows what I think, Iim going to keep quiet this time. Ippie: Me, too. tIntense silencey Blanche: We were discussing the point of intersection weren,t we? tIt must be recollected here that the school team is under discussionJ Well, I think Genie is best. Ippie: I disagree with you, I think Candy is much quicker. Blanche: No, I think in that respect they are even, but Genie has a much longer reach, tdemonstratingy, and that,s an advantage. Ippie: But that doesnit make any difference in that position. Blanche: Oh, it does too tbouncing up indignantlyy; just look, I count- ed three times yesterday where it made a difference. IppiezBut weire not going by yesterday alone. Blanche: I didnit say we were. I just was giving an example. Page 109 tDramatic pause. Genie envelops her head in a black tie to cover a steadily rising temperatureJ Blanche: tbecoming impatienty Well, weire not getting anywhere. I thinks Letis give Miss Davenport a chance to say what she thinks. Ippie: We werenlt going to talk this time, Blanche, and here nobody else has said a word. Miss D.: tthoughtfullyy Well, don,t you think, taking all in all, they are pretty even? Blanche: Ya! well then I think Genie ought to win out on faithfulness tWith a decided wag of her heady, Sheis been here every time, and Candy didnlt come at first. Ippie: But she has lately, and she will, and I think shelll improve a lot. Blanche: Oh shush! Letls hear what Teddy has to say. She never says a word. Mary A. tPiping up for the first time from under the tableJ I know, she never opens her mouth. Teddy: tVaguelyy Well, its so close I canit tell. Blanche: tEmphaticallyi Well, I can. I think- Pm not going to say ' what I think again, Oounging backy; everybody knows anyhow. Miss D.: Let,s ask Genie to leave the room. tGenie departsy Now shall we vote? Blanche: tWith a dissatisfied shrugy Well, I guess its the only way, but I donlt think its right. Genie has been far more faithful, and I think that ought to count. tMiss Davenport climbs down frOm her desk to tear slisz tFive minute intervaU The curtain rises a second time, revealing prac- tically the same scene. Miss D.: Now, lets take up the shooting stars. I A general grunt of assenO. Blanche: Well, I think Janet is much quicker, and shes the only per- son on the floor I could find, and I can always find her. tMary N. disappears behind the inevitable black tie0 Ippie: But Mary is much better on her baskets. Miss D.: Mary, will you leave? Blanche: I beg to differ with you there, and Janet is so sure of her balls. She very seldom misses them. Ippie: tGravelyl Blanche. thatis a pretty broad statement to make. Blanche: Well, I believe it, and PH stand by it. Miss D: Yes, I couldn,t count more than three times this year when that ball has gone out with those two, and I think thatls a splendid record. Blanche: It sure is. Ippie: tUnconvincedy I think Mary is much better on her baskets. Henrietta: tHonoring the company for the first time with her opiniony Janet plays much better without Mary tHuntingtony, because she depends on her too much. Genie: Oh, but look at their team work. Blanche: Yes, I think so too. Miss D. what do you think? Miss D.: tMeditativelyy Well, Janet is a much prettier player, and- Blanche: tBursting in eagerlyQ Yes, and I think she is much better, and- Ippie: I know Mary is not a consoicuous player, and I donlt think you,d ever notice her particularly, but shes steady. Page 111 , Blanche: Well, I dont think shes any steadier than Janet. I s,pose we 11 have to vote again. tAnother intervaU Blanche: tDisgustedlyI It s a tie. Ippie: Well then, if it s a tie Mary ought to have it, because Janet has lots more chances. Blanche: tWaxing eloquenO Well, if they were even, I think that would be right, but I donit think that they are. Ippie: an dispairi Miss Davenport youill have to decide it. Blanche: tSympatheticallyy No! thatis putting Miss Davenport in too hard a position. Ippie: Well then, as they were voted even, Mary gets it. ,Blanche: Well, I 51pose so. But I donIt think- Ippie: Well, I disaa Blanche: No. I donit think that weGet us, out of kindness to the spectators, draw the curtain on the belligerentsh THE ANNUAL FIELD DAY. The N orthrop annual field day was celebrated on May eleventh, nineteen hundred and seventeen at three oiclock. The events took place upon the hockey field and tennis courts. The banks at the south and west end afforded seats for the onlookers. The school sat in a body, and at frequent intervals the different classes cheered their classmates to the winning of the cup. A general hush fell upon everyone as Miss Isabel Randolph, director for 1917, announced the first event. 11The basket ball throw? This was won by Eugenie Crosby with Margaret Crosby second. The second event was the sixty-yard dash, won by Marion Prindle, of the class of nineteen nineteen. Blanche McRae came in second. The class competition marching and drill was won by the class of nine- teen twenty, Eugenie Crosby having charge of the drill. Elizabeth Vincent won the javelin throw, thus scoring for class nineteen nineteen. To Marion Prindle went the first honors of the fifty-yard dash with Blanche McRae a close second. Perhaps the most picturesque event was the sword dance, in which there was strong inter-class competition. The girls danced to the Victrola. The first place was awarded to 1919. 1919 also won the inter-class relay with 1920 in second place. The odds- even hockey game, played in fifteen minute halves, was won by the class of 1920, thus scoring one point for each member of the winning team. The tennis finals were going on at the same time as the last half of the hockey game. The attention of the spectators was about equally divid- ed. The tennis victorv, won bv Charlotte Lindley, accorded ten points to the class of 1917. Miss Marjorie Curtiss refereed the game. Forty- three points were won by the class of 1920, the basketball champ- ionship having been won at a previous time, thus adding ten points towards their victorious goal. 1919 got thirty-eight points. Miss Campbell, Miss May Kissack, and Mr. Frank Berry very kindly consented to be judges. The committee in charge were Margaret Crosby, Miss Roach, E. Abbott, E. Searle, E. Crosby, and E. McLane. K. V. P. Page 113 BASKET BALL ORGANIZATION Captain ........... Mary Huntington Coach ..... Miss Florence Davenport . THE TEAM Center: McRae, B. Side Center: Prindle, M. Forwards: Huntington, M, kantaim Nash, M. Guards: . Keating, H. Devereux, G. SUBSTITUTES Side Center: Roach, M. Crosby, E. Forwards: Gage, H. McLane, E. Guards: Schureman, J. Abbott, E. SCHEDULE . Northrop, 16 St. Catherine,s, 4 Northrop, 29 Summit, 1 Northrop, 31 Summit, 2 meturn Game Page 115 BASKET BALL Though all sports are eagerly responded to at Northrop, Basket Ball brings the most enthusiasm and the keenest competition. The Basket Ball season opened a little later than usual this year, making the time shorter to try out for teams, but also making the results the more exciting. CLASS TEAMS Seniors Substitutes 1. Carroll H : A , E. , ' Guards Kbezctfng H 2. Parmele, M. , ' 3. Peterson, M. Forwards: Bardwell, A. 4. Shaw, H. Nash, M. 5. Newton, L. Centers: Crosby, M. 6' Zonne, C' Shaw, M. Juniors Substitutes Guards: ' Anderson, J. ; lggiievg' A' D evereuxt G' 3. Pflaur'n, R. F orwards: Zonne, R. 4. Purdy, F. Frankforter, B. Centers: Daniels, E. Prindle, M. Sophomores Substitutes Guards: Gage, H. ; 3:2:va- Mathews, S. 3- McHugh. J- Forwards: Huntington, M. 4. Histed, B. Schureman, J. 5. Dewey, M. Centers: Crosby, E. 6' Brownlng McRae, B. Freshmen Substitutes . 1. Garry Guards. $$$ng 1.? 2. Mann, D. , ' 3. Bovey, B. Forwards: McLane, E. 4. Leach, N. Melone, T. 5. Buffington Centers: Mills, G. Anderson, M. Page 116 The tournament series opened with two games, the Seniors beating the Freshmen, 16-14, and the Sophomores beating the Juniors, 23-14. The Saturday that was set for the next games dawned on such a snow storm that the Juniors and Seniors postponed their game. The Sophomores and F resh- men, not to be baffled by a blizzard, played theirs just the same. It resulted in favor of the Sophomores, 36-14. The Senior-Junior game took place the following week, resulting in a score of 17-14 in fvor of the Seniors. The tournament, the final game of the series, was played the evening of March 16, the Seniors vs. Sophomores. A large crowd of spectators gathered, and I think they were nearly as excited as the teams. After a hard fought battle the game resulted in a victory for the Sophomores, 12-8. I heard one of the Seniors say that their greatest regret is that they will not have a chance next year to have a strike at the class of 1920. But did I say that was the last? What a mistake! The following week the Juniors and Freshmen planned a game for the booby championship, which was won by the Juniors 12-9. THE SENIOR STUNT. The stunt of the Seniors at the basket-ball tournament was full of clever- ness. It utterly made up for the fact that they lost the game. To the mourn- ful time of a Latin song, the whole class filed in with spectacles on their noses, books in their hands, and their mascot, the owl, at the head. It was carried by the captain of the team and the president of the class. The girls formed into a semi-circle, and at a signal from their cheer leader, suddenly threw their glasses and books to the center and gave a number of Senior yells. Next they sang a rousing college song, and marched out with a storm of applause following. HOCKEY. Athletics started out with great enthusiasm this year. Those who were gifted with strong arms and undentable shins attacked hockey with gusto; while those unfortunates who lacked these necessary items joined the throng of brevet players and handball enthusiasts. The fact that our hockey field is rather muddy during damp weather was a set back for the teams, but there was considerable sport in spite of this. The teams were as follows: Page 117 SENIORS Center forward Crosby, M. Right inside Shaw, M. Left inside Nash, M. Right wing Shaw, H. Left wing Bardwell, A. Right half back Carroll Left half back Parmele Left full back ...... Newton, L. Left full back ...... Zonne, C. Goal Abbott Center half Keating Substitutes Jordan, M.; Peterson, M. JUNIORS AND EIGHTH FORM Center forward Couper, M. Right inside ......... Foote, J. Left inside Daniels, Dr Right wing ......... Hallet, F. Left wing Law, B. Right half back McRae, L. Left half back Mathews, A. Left full back .Frankforter, B. Left full back ........ Daniels, E. Goal Anderson, J. Center half Velie, J. Substitutes Bates Kingman McCarthy SOPHOMORES Center forward ........ Crosby, E. Right inside Bovey, R. Left inside ...... Schureman Right wing ..... McLaughlin Left wing Dewey Right half back ..... Gage, H. Left half back Appleyard Right full back ......... Armatage Left full back ..... Howard, M. Goal Odell Center half ................... McRae, B. Substitutes Howard E. Ridout FRESHMEN Center forward McLane Right inside ....... Melone, T. Left inside Crangle Right wing Mann, D. Left wing Laraway Right half back Anderson Left half back Leach Page 119 Right full back Thorpe Left full back Bovey, E. Goal Burton, B. Center half ..... Mills Substitutes Costin Hogan The only game of the season was between the Sophomores and Freshmen. The field was muddy and so were the players. The game was very close and the game ended 5a4 in favor of the Sophomores. Many of the spectators were greatly amused by various accidents, such as an unexpected lump of mud landing in the mouth of an innocent player; although it may have seemed funny to the rooters you can be assured that the player did not think it so. The Senior and Junior Eighth Form teams were to play that day, but they had to stop on account of the depth of the mud. And so ended the hockey. THE PHYSICAL EDUCATION DEPARTMENT. At the beginning of the year the physical training department of North- rop gives every girl in the school a pnys1ca1 examination. This enables the department to know just how much a girl can undertake in sports and athlet- ics; it gives as well the school, parents and pupils the interesting prospect of seeing a physical improvement when there is a re-examination in the spring. The Fall out-ot-door work offers many advantages to the girls. They are divided into sections which have the following games; tennis and hockey, and volley ball for the less strenuous. Riding may be substituted if a girl so desires. The object of the Fall work is to create a working knowledge basis of the games tor the Spring tournament, Which is the culmination of the years work. The riding tournament we have, however, in the late Fall. This in an event of much interest to the school and to the public. By Thanksgiving time indoor and more formal work is in order. Each day is devoted to some definite pursuit. On Monday the girls are all lined up, and are ready for the quick commands which get their attention on their class work. Woe to the late girls who stop to piece shoe strings together and pin up unwilling bloomers. A big llTii for tardy is recorded against them. At first the girls march off at .a good round scout pace, the military band consisting of our gymii piano. Exercises employing the use of every mem- ber of the body are strenuously done. The last ten minutes of the period find the girls playing relay races, three deep, dodge ball or some other games that are just loads of fun. On Tuesdays every girl in the school, regardless of whether she is on the class or school team, has a chance to show her skill or to learn skill in basket ball, which is our keenest competitive game. Wednesday is our scout day. The physical training department gives the scouts stiff military drill every other week. The girls are trained in the school of the squad and the manual of arms. We give this to the girls, not because we expect to equip ila battalion of death? to defeat the Ger- mans, but only because of its actual value in cultivating attention, quick coordination, good posture and neatness. It is interesting, too, for a girl to be doing in a minor way some of the things that her brother and father do. Page 120 Thursday there is dancing. First of all a little of the technique of the dance is given. No future Pavlowas are expected to materialize from this class, but we know the girls are helped to overcome a consciousness of hands and feet, as well as a rather sneering attitude towards grace that too much athletics often causes. Simple folk dances, such as English, Hungarian, Rus- sian and. other national dances are given. On Friday there is no formal work. The athletic council meets this day. It is composed of two members or representatives from each class. There is also time for extra practice in basketball or match games between classes. The sixth and seventh grade had a very exciting game in captain ball on Friday. This game is giving them a good basis for the game of basket ball which they start in the eighth grade. On Saturday mornings, too, the teams practiced regularly through the winter. With the coming of the Spring the girls are eager to get outside. Spring just naturally suggests baseball to girls as well as boys. It is our great Spring game, but we love tennis too, and we have the use of certain public courts across the road from the school. We practice track work; also, short dashes, relays and low hurdling principally for jumping form. The scouts drill out doors in regular battalion work, and some of the movements in Butts Manual. About the middle of May comes the bright day of our Spring tournament or field day. Classes compete for the cup, and class spirit runs strong and high. The work of the department, however, does not end in the presentation of the daily work. The physical training department is correlated with the history department in its presenations of Greek and Roman life. The lower forms have had a great deal of Greek dancing and sports as well as the similar Roman type of games. Greek dances and other types of interpretive dancing have been given in our regular Friday morning program. There is one end of the work which the girls are finding quite interest- ing. This is the various type of corrective classes for any of the girls who have any postural defects or flat feet. If this work is faithfully undertaken by a girl, she can bring up her gymnasium work, as well as obtain lasting benefit for herself. The athletic department has charge also of the supervision of the noon recreation. We always have fifteen minutes for play. In Winter we have the jolliest times imaginable, skating, coasting and skiing ton our heads3 The latter nobody seems to mind, as all the girls are good sports. We skate too, and next year expect to have an ice carnival on our own rink. There is certainly a wide range of athletics, embracing almost every type of sport. We try in all the work to make each phase of the department so interesting that a girl cannot help wanting to keep up withhor outstrip her classmates in our many recreational activities. .. Page 121 COMMENCEMENT, JUNE, I9l 7 PROGRAM Processional with the F lag. God of Our Fathers. Prayer. Hymn, Ode to Washington. Address Mr. John Crosby Anthem, Praise Ye the Father Gounod Address Rev. James E. Freeman, D. D. Honor Roll. Presentation of Diplomas. School Song Auld Lang Syne. America GRADUATES Diplomas were granted to Margaret Bardwell, Kathrine Jacobson, Char- lotte Lindley, Miriam Mc Hugh, Helen McLane, Mary Roach, Edith Schibsby, Beatrice Selover, Margaret Todd, Corine Dickey, Helen Drennen, Eleanor Eastman, Frances Friedman, Alice Lindley, Ruth Massie, Marian Phillips, Ruth Simpson, and Helen Towle; and a special certificate to Dorothy Hub- bard. HONOR ROLL The honor students of the year, girls who had attained an average of 900A, or above in every subject, were as follows: Charlotte Lindley, class of 1917. Margaret Crosby, class of 1918. Mary Nash, class of 1918. Joyce Petterson, class of 1918. Elizabeth Vincent, class of 1919. Katherine Armatage, class of 1920. Blanche McRae, Class of 1920. SENIOR HIGH SCHOOL No Absence or Tardiness for 1916-1917 Mildred Featherston Constance Zonne No Absence Jean Anderson Mary Nash Dorothy Hubbard Margaret Todd Marion Prindle Page 122 No Tardiness Ruth Massie Rosemary Zonnc JUNIOR HIGH SCHOOL Neither Absent nor Tardy. Eugenie Crosby Blanche McRae Janet Schureman No Absence. Ruth Bovey Gladys Ridout 7th FORM. No Absence. Lucille McRae. No Tardiness Josephine Velie Eleanor Kingman 6th FORM. No Absence. Margaret McRae Kate Welles No Tardiness Virginia Capron Margaret Dickinson Page 123 SOCIAL CALENDAR Events closing the school year of 1916-1917. May: 11 ................ 3:00 P. M. ........ Field Day May 22 ................ 3:30 P. M ......... Annual Meeting of the Parents League May 29 ................ 2:20 P. M ......... Semi-Annual Auction June 1 ................ 11:00 A. M ......... Annual Festival June 1 ................ 12:45 2:45 P. M.. . .Election of Officers for the . Student Government Associ- ation June 4 .......... 4:00 to 6:00 P. M ......... Tea at Mrs. Searleis June 8 ............................ Sale of uThe Tatler? June 8 ................. 8:20 P. M ......... Juniory-Senior Dance June 9 ................. 8:15 P. M ......... Operetta: i1The Lost Necklace . June 10 .............. 10:30 A. M ......... Baccalaureate Sermon June 11 ................ 2:30 P. M ......... Class Day and Meeting of Alum- nae June 12 ............... 11:00 A. M ......... Commencement Exercises June 12 ................ 4:00 P. M ......... PrincipaPs Reception to the Sen- ior Class EVENTS IN THE SCHOOL YEAR OF 1917- 1918. September 28 ................ 8 P. M. ........ Old Girls Party for the New October 3 ............................................ Minnetonka Day October 6 .............. y. . . .8 P. M ................. Senior Dancing Class October 13 .................. 8 P. . .............. Junior Dancing Class October 20 .................. 8 P. M. .............. Senior Dancing Class October 27 .................. 8 P. M ................... Subscription Dance November 3 ................ 8 P. M. .............. Junior Dancing Class November 10 ................ 8 P. M ................. Senior Dancing Class November 13 ................ 4 P. M. ................ Junior Tea given by Grace Devereux and Lois Heegaard November 17 ................ 8 P. M. .............. Junior Dancing Class November 24 ................ 8 P. M ................. Senior Dancing Class November 30 ................ 4 P. .Senior Tea given by Marion Parmele December 1 ................. 8 P. .............. Junior Dancing Class December 8 ................. 4 P. M.. .Senior Tea given by Muriel Peterson December 8 ................. 8 P. M ................. Senior Dancing Class December 21, ................ 10 A. M. ................... Christmas Play January 12 .................. 8 P. M. .............. Junior Dancing Class Ianuary 19 .................. 8 P. M. .............. Senior Dancing Class January 26 .................. 8 P. . . . . . . . . . . Senior Class Spread January 26, .................. 8 P. M. ............... Junior Dancing Class Februaryz .................. 8 P. . .............. Senior Dancing Class February 8 .................... 8 P. M. ...... Sophomore Sleigh Ride Party February 9 .................. 8 P. M. ............... Junior Dancing Class February 11 ................. 8 P. M. . .1 ...... Freshman Sleigh Ride Party February16 ................ . .8 P. . .............. Senior Dancing Class February 23 ................. 8 P. M ....... Senior Class Sleigh Ride Party Page 125 February 23 ................. 8 P. M. ............... Junior Dancing Class March 2 ................ 8 P. M. .............. Senior Dancing Class March 9 ...................... 8 P. M. ............... Junior Dancing Class March 16 ................... 8 P. M. ............. Basketball Tournament March 23 .................... 9 P. M. .............. Senior Dancing Class March 30 ................... 8 P. M. .............. Senior Dancing Class 2:30 P. M.. .Basket Ball game with St. Cath- erine,s Apri15 ........................ 2:30 P. M ............. Basketball Game with i Summit School April 6 ..................... 8 P. M. ............... Junior Dancing Class April 13 .................... 8 P. M, .............. Senior Dancing Class May 11 ..................... 8:30 P. M ................. Junior Vaudeville June 10 ..................... 8:30 P. M. ..................... Senior Play THE OLD GIRLSi PARTY FOR THE NEW. On September twenty-eighth Northrop girls came back to school in the evening, for each 8old girl escorted a llnew girP, to a party given in the , latteris honor. Dancing of course, was the amusement of the evening. A vaudeville during the second dance, however, was announced from the stage. Two interesting acts followed, one of performing dolls and the other a darky monologue. Both were very amusing. Then dancing was resumed, and punch and wafers were served in the intervals. It was a real girlish party, simple and full of fun. But each senior felt a touch of sadness as she realized that this was her fourth and last ap- pearance at this traditionl dance of the school year. MINNETONKA DAY. llAll aboard? sang out the conductor of the Minnetonka suburban train, waving his cap frantically at the engineer, llAll aboard? He swung on the now moving train and began collecting fares. One entire coach was filled with gabbling school girls. and smiling teachers. On his way down the aisle he caught bits. of conversation such as this, that gave him a pretty good idea of what the commotion was all about. 8Where did you say we got off .7, yelled a mild-looking blonde to a dash- ing brunette. llAt Wayzata. Then land only knows how we get to Missie Crosbyls? 81 know, chimed in a third, llwe hail any old thing to take us up to the Ferndale gates and if they will go any further, why, so much the better. If not, we walkf, The conductor chucked to himself as he slammed the vestibule door: llTheyill get all the way to Ferndale or Pm no judge? Half an hour later, llWayzataX, boomed through the car. The train came to an abrupt stop, and all of Northrop School fairly fell off and began to look around for conveyances to take them to Missie,s. llHo, Margaret! Come on and have a ride? llThanks, Genie, I will? cried Margaret, jovially. 8Come on, Ethel. T here is Genie in her beloved- Ford. Letls get in while therels still room. The two made a way for themselves over to the peaceful Henry. llHello, Girls. Get in quick. There soon wonlt be roomfl cried Genie briskly. Page 126 Ea??? giggi- 2 E g g g gig??? 'Wmmm: w w w z . Amid much shouting and confusion, twelve people seated or stooo or hung themselves on the four passenger baby cart. ilHere we go. Watch her climb the hill? Genie started with a flourish, but on the middle of the slope the car began to slide gently backwards. A dozen girls shrieked and tried to get out. Some succeeded, and some did not. Genie sat at the wheel and gave orders like a veteran general. iiI steer and all you others push. We always have to do this. Now, one, two, three, PushP' Every one heaved a great sigh and lipushedfi They continued to push until they reached the top of the little incline. Each one resumed her place, and the driver started again. .They reached the house without having to push their vehicle C0 more than six times. Upon arrival the girls swarmed over the place, and a lively game of utouch ball? with tackling, was in progress. llHey there, Genie, donlt you want to play? Youire on my side? yelled a red-faced girl, beckoning wildly. liYou, there, come here and play, shrieked another equally crimson-faced girl, indicating no one in particular. The newcomers joined with alacrity, and were at once part of the grand jumble, jumping up and down like Apache Indians. uDid you ever see such weird looking girls ? remarked the fimathfi teacher to the long suffering chorus driller. No, I never did. Will you look at that young giraffe in bloomers? Oh, those girls will kill themselves the way they crash into each other and knock each other downP, liI believe they call that iitacklingi said the ilmath? teacher with a su- perior smile. iiDear me, all that risk for the possession of an old ball. I wouldnitfi iiI would. In -fact, I believe I will? And up sprang the dignified instruc- tor and joined the game With a zest that was delightful to see. The girls played until twelve-thirty, and then some one suggested lunch. All stopped as if by magic, and in place of the foot-ball, knitting appeared from nowhere evidently, and how the needles and tongues flew! With praiseworthy energy, the shouts, kicks. bumps, and dancing re- commenced as soon as the last of the luncheon had disappeared. It was kept up until the score was 3 all. That being deemed a good place to stop, people scattered to walk and gossip or to play ilPrisoneris Base, Run Sheep Run, liLondon Bridge, or other quiet games with the little children. At four oiclock, a smiling but muddy and torn crowd of girls clambered aboard the city bound train, where they did their best to drown its rumble by singing lustily any song from Drunk Last Night to the nStar Spangled Banner. They parted at the station with many dire prophecies of tomorrow 3 stiffness, and many groans about tonights lessons. It may be here stated that the stiffness was realized to the fullest extent the next day. TWO SENIOR TEAS. Among the many social events the seniors have enjoyed this year were two teas. one given by Marion Parmele and one by Muriel Peterson. Marion Parmele 5 tea, which she gave Friday, November thirtieth, was a great suc- cess. The girls arrived early, and brought their knitting. A very pleasant Page 128 afternoon was spent in gossiping, knitting, dancing, and last but not least, in eating. The tea given by Muriel, Saturday, December eighth, was also voted a pleasant affair. This afternoon nothing so quiet as knitting appealed to us, and before we knew how, nearly all the girls had artistically made them- selves up. After enjoying delicious refreshments, the girls danced and sang. Then just before the party broke up, we almost drove poor Mrs. Peterson out by lustily practicing class yells. TWO VIEWS OF OUR CHRISTMAS PLAY. liGoodness, Karin, didnit you kill yourself when you died yesterday? I never saw anything so realistic in my life, and your voice sounded exactly like a dragonlsf, llGirls, girls, will you please stop talking, and take your places. Don,t you think that the fireplace ought to be more in the center? If you,ll just move it, Navy. There, now donit line upon each side right against the curtain. Group, girls; this is meant to be funny, not a tragedy? It was 4:22, and we all simply had to be at the dentistls, dressmakefs, manicuristls, doctoris, printerls, music teachefs, millinefs, or the Chiropo- dist,s at half past four. The stage, robbed of its curtain by an unfeeling jerk of some girls talthough we secretly believe it to be the work of that skeletonl, was crowded with females of all sizes, each one intent upon her own part of being a dancer, a ruler, a fool, or merely scenery. At a given signal every one rushed madly at her neighbor and commenced to fight in the approved fashion for ladies. After violent contest, wherein several limbs were broken, we all lay down on the floor, discouraged and gave up the ghost. llThat is very good, girls, approved our nerve-wrecked director; liyou may go now, if you,11 please remember to be here tomorrow at 8:30? The Xmas Play is in the making! Pl: 91s n': As the last chimes of bells died away, girlsi sweet voices took up the air of an old English carol. Beginning softly, the music increased in volume until at last a curious throng proceeded from a clump of Xmas trees, and stood before the stage. A gay group in their bright colors, they stood laughing and shaking the powderlike snow from their cloaks and beards. A small fool danced through the curtains upon the stage, and begged the players below to come and entertain his master. The curtains were then drawn, revealing the interior of an old English home, with its cheery fire and sedate furniture. The players took their positions around the room, and proceeded to amuse their host to the best of their ability with dancing, fighting, and other little antics. At last, fed and paid, they made their way down the aisle, singing as they strolled the famous carol beginning: liGod rest you, Merry gentlemenfl and the scene was changed to a modern Xmas, where numerous little chil- dren danced about their glittering Xmas tree. The Xmas Play is ended! Page 129 THE SOPHOMORE SLEIGHRIDE. One of the social events of the year was the Sophomore sleighride which took place on February eighth. In addition to the members of the class, Miss Smith, Miss Cleveland, Miss Pence, and Miss Davenport were invited as chaperones. The feature of the evening was a progressive dinner. About ' five olclock the class met at Ruth Boveyls, where the sleigh was waiting for them. The first stop was at Katherine Armatage,s, where the soup was served. The principal course was served at Mary Huntingtonis, and the salad at Blanche McRaels. The special excitement of the evening occurred on the way back to Ruthls. One of the bobs tipped over and the party went flying through the air, chaperones and all. The horses ran away and Miss Daven- port insisted on running after them. She finally contented herself, however, with holding one of the teams of horses while the driver caught the others. The result of all this delay and exercise was a keen appetite for the ice-cream and cake which was served at Ruth,s. The rest of the evening was passed in dancing, singing, and playing school. ADDRESSES TO THE SCHOOL ON VARIOUS OCCASIONS. One of the features of our school year has been the many interesting lectures, given during the chapel hour. These have been even more interest- ing than in former years, on account of the patriotic element which pervaded almost all of them. One of our most enjoyable lectures was on uThe Spirit of Giving? by General Reeves, October 24, 1917. He told us what the messages of cheer, what the smallest packages from home, had meant to the boys at Christmas- tide in the Spanish American War. A word from home kept up the morale of the soldiers and sailors, and invigorated them, as nothing else could have done. We all felt uplifted by this talk, and resolved to do all we could to make this Christmas for our boys in the present war, a happy one. On November ninth was Mr. Dale,s much remembered talk. At first, I noticed the girls gazing at each other in astonishment. No one knew what to make of him. We could not tell whether Mr. Dale was simply llperform- ing, or in earnest. But we soon felt he was giving us home truths. He enlightened us as to the requirements of the boy scouts. In his next few words, he named the articles in Miss Carsels study. At his request, we sang uKeep the Home Fires Burning? and had a good time all around. Is there anything more pleasing than a surprise? No indeed, and Mr. Dale proved to be a most delightful surprise. .When. the Y. M. C. A. campaign was in full swing, Mrs. Norman Wilde spoke to us on the importance the Y. M. C. A. friendship fund was playing in the great movement. It seems that this fund is raised by different schools all over the country. We all enjoyed this talk very much. i December the fifth, Mrs. David Simpson spoke of Red Cross and its .work. She urged the buying of Red Cross stamps, the Red Cross magazine, and Red Cross packages for the boys at the front. We wished we might do all we wanted to in forwarding this sale. ' One Monday morning in February we were very pleasantly surprised, and much honored by the presence at chapel of Dr. MacMillan, president of Wells College, and Miss Marie Shedlock of England. Dr. MacMillan told us many interesting things about getting ready for college. He made us Page 131 feel that life would be incomplete without the experience of a higher educa- tion. One point which he made encouraged a great many of us, I believe. He maintained that it is not the clever person who- accomplishes the greatest things, but the slower ones who have to work for their victory. We were all greatly inspired by this talk, and resolved to work our hardest now, in order that later, when we are at college, we may be able to understand and enjoy our work more fully. Miss Marie Shedlock of London, England, who is noted for her remarkable gift of story-telling, then told us a most delight- ful tale, entitled, liThe Water Nixie. The story itself with its unusual plot is worthy of being read by everyone, but she added reality and life by her voice and personal appeal. We have proved and still are proving that the lectures on iiLiberty Bonds, and llThrift Stampsil were profitable. At the time of the first liberty bond campaign, Mr. J. A. O. Preus gave us some very valuable sug- gestions as to the campaign in Northrop School. The result of this cam- paign has already spoken louder than words, as we all know. Mr. Deutschis speech on iiThrift Stampsil made a great impression on us. It is not as if we were merely giving our money away, but, in 1923, we will receive the money plus compounded interest. Already there have been a good many thrift stamps sold, and we are selling more all the time. FRIDAY MORNING EXERCISES. F riday mornings have a new significance this year at Northrop, for they bring some kind of entertainment for the school to enjoy. The distinctive feature of the Friday morning plays is that they are planned and made by the classes which give them. Each department of the school is represented. One Friday morning we all gathered in the Auditorium to see the Juniors, who were the first to try their skill at amusing their fellow students. Differ- ent phases of the school life were portrayed, some of which had never re- ceived much attention before. The ears of the lockers room walls tFlorence Purdyl told an interesting story of conversations overheard. Wasted sheets of paper tLois Heegaardy, A Well-spent Study Hour, tAlice Mathewsl and other school-room personalities spoke for themselves. The school showed its appreciation by prolonged applause, the girls accepting the satire and agreeing to its justice. .4. 4. On another Friday, the Seventh Form delighted us with a little play of their own arrangement. The subject was uThe Beginning of the Red Cross? A story was told of how a crusader left his safe home and his family to go forth upon dangerous crusades. Well arranged tableaux presented the story of his dangers and difficuties in the Holy Land. After this, as a prologue, the homecoming of the crusader was portrayed, and once more peace and hap- piness reigned in the re-united little family. , x :2: :E: 2: Then on another Friday morning, the Third Grade gave a dramatization of the story uThe Shoe-maker and the Elves? The pantomime was cleverly Page 132 ,evaw i. . W arranged and coached by the girls taking the Festival course. The spright- ly and kindly little elves tBarbara Baily and Janet Morrisony danced gaily around, while the little old shoe-maker tAnnahmira Burtony and his little old wife tBetty F owlery, because of their great age, were obliged to limp about slowly, assisted by a cane. Great applause proved the success won by the players and their helpers. Another entertainment was one given by the Fourth Grade and the Kin- dergarten. The whole idea centered around our friends, the birds. We were reminded how they work and play, what their different calls are, and most especially what they like to eat. Then the actors; dressed in bird-costurne, came down among the audience, exchanging little paper blue-birds for penny contributions to be used for bird food in the winter time, when our feathered friends are too often forgotten. J; J; n', n .p r .z: One F riday the Sixth Grade F rench glass gave llLittle Red Ridinghoodfl or llLe Petit Chaperon Rouge? as they called it. Of course, all the audience was familiar with the English version of the story, and could easily follow the action. The mother, tMargaret Jordany placed the new hood around the shoulders of her daughter Uane Richardsonl and warned- her child to be careful. The little girl set out happily, gathering flowers on her way. Soon a wolf appeared tGarnet OiBrienl, and in a friendly way offered to race her to her Grandmotheris. Of course the deceitful wolf won the race, and lay down in the bed. When he sprang upon the child, she screamed, and some brave wood-choppers rushed in and killed' the wolf. Le Petit Chapeau Rouge was rescued just in time. We hope she will remember now to pay heed to her Motheris words, and not loiter in the forest again. J: a'. 'r tr The history, reading, art and dancing classes united in giving a beautiful little Greek play about Dis, the god of the underworld, and his stealing the maiden, Persephone from her mother. The Fourth and Fifth Forms gave the play together. Jane Richardson took the part of Persephone, and Margaret Jor- dan that of Demeter, her mother. The play opened with a group of Greek maidens enjoying a happy dance. In the midst of the dance Dis tBertha Blakeleyy came upon them, and the minute he espied the beautiful Perse- phone, he determined to have her for his own. The frightened maiden was snatched away from her mother and forced to live in the kingdom of the lower world. The bereaved mother finally prevailed upon Dis to allow his wife to return for half the year to her mother that the earth might be green and flour- ishing; the other six months, while she lived with Dis, it would be peaceful. 91: $ :1: 3k The Sixth Form history class presented the story of Coriolanus and his desertion of his Roman fellow men. The part of Coriolanus was taken by Grace Velie. The mother of? Coriolanus was Caroline Crosby. The chief of the bar- barians was Jane King. The costumes were very ingeniously planned and made by the girls themselves. Page 134 The Sixth Form English class dramatized The Twelve Months. Debrunka a small girl tEleanor Frankfortea lived with a wicked woman, tAdele Hodgemany and her daughter tMarjorie Pomeroyi, a very selfish, ill tem- pered little girl. Debrunka was sent on foolish errands upon the whim of this child. In her wanderings she encountered the Twelve Months in a forest. 7 At her plea, they helped her and she returned home. When Katinka saw what Debrunka brought home, she, too, wished to find some. In vain did she search, however, for the Twelve Months would not endure her impertin- ence. She and her bad mother were banished from the forest, and Debrunka was happy. :2: :x: a: a: The Eighth Form gave the story of Rip Van Winkle in pantomime; the the return from his long sleep. Great sympathy was aroused among the spec- tators for the poor old friendless man tEleanor Kingmany, whose own family did not recognize him. Great also was the satisfaction of the onlookers when, after much speechless but significant parleying, old Rip was received once more as a citizen of the village. 5.: :x: :1: :1: It was Friday morning. The school marched solemnly in, and as solemn- ly took their seats. iiWhatis the play today ?,i murmured one young lady to her neighbor, who happened to be a Sophomore. Dramatization of the scene at the Rainbow in Silas Marner, was the answer. Mary Huntington, Ruth Bovey, Margaret Dewey, Jean McHugh, Virginia Rigg, and Helen Gage do the bloody deed? iiGoodness, there are enough of them. There goes the curtain! My chere enfant, have you ever seen those girls look so perfectly killing? Look at Betty Carnahan with a pillow stuffed into her vest front. Iill warrant sheis Mr. Snell, the landlord? uBright creature? commented the Sophomore. iiIsnit Genie good looking in those menis clothes? Sheis Mr. Dowlas, the farrierfi tiRiggy is slick as a man too. Sheis a natural-born actress. Whois she ? itThe butcher, a placid gentleman? iTm skeered weire talking too much. But just tell me who Dotty Dodge is meant to be in that sweet red tie ?ii iiUh-Ben Winthrop, the choir master-rny conscience! Listen to Gladys Ridoubt squeak! Sheis a fine Mr. Macy. tHeis old-notice the gray hairaand the parish clerky tiDear, I was going to be still, but isn't E1 Cooper sweet? Is she a doll or what? 7 iiMr. Macyis assistant, my child. Now hush? The chatter boxes were quiet for perhaps four minutes, while Mr. Dowlas thundered through a long speech and reached a dramatic climax with a red face and a most exhilarat- ing shout. Mr. Snell, the peace-maker, quieted his troubled nerves, and tact- fully changed. the conversation to a discussion of the fortune of the father of the present Mr. Lammeter. Mr. Macy rambled squawkily through an ac- count of the defunctis life and deeds. When he came to the mysterious stables, his voice sunk to a ghostly stage whisper. The belligerent Mr. Dowlas defied the whole race of spectres, and even went as far as to bet any man ten pounds that he could spend a night in the barn and not see or hear a thing. They were all laughing at him as he challenged a ghost to make its appearance in the present company, when ! tDramatic pause 0 Page 135 uGlory! look at Helen Gage as poor old robbed Silas! Doesn,t she look like the lmorning after the night beforelPll The bereaved Silas announced his loss in a quavering voice tcultivated for the occasiony and sank exhausted into a nearby chair. The play ended by Mr. Snellis putting his arm around the trembling Silas in a fatherly way, , and drawing him off the stage followed by all. Mr. Dowlas cast a defiant look at his fellow-players and audience alike and stalked out in solitary state. Curtain! 2: :k 2X: The Fourth Grade gave Pinocchio? a little one-act play which they had dramatized from the story which they had read in class. Georgiana Daniels took the part of the wooden marionette, Pinocclus, and Nell Ireys that of the Blue Fairy who took care of him. Among the doctors consulted Dr. Crow tAlice Nashy was the head. The others were Dr. Owle tMary Eatonl and Dr. Crickett tCarolynl- McCaullJ The four black rabbits were represented by Anne Wilder Jewett, Jane Heffelfinger, Margaret Shumway, and Evelyn Baker. On Lincolnls birthday the Glee Club entertained the school with a group of songs representing the North and the South. The scene took place at a certain. time during the Civil War while both sides were resting from a cam- paign. The soldiers of the Blue and the Grey were hovering over their camp fires, sentinels were pacing. The Northerners sang llJohn Brownls Body , llTenting Tonight? and Marching through Georgia? while the Southerners answered by singing llDixie,, and ltMaryland. Finally the Northerners and Southerners, as if by common consent, joined together in Home Sweet Home. The whole entertainment was one of the most successful of the year. Our present experiences have helped us to feel, as never before, the spirit of other war days, and the deep sense of that spirit found a quickening in the clear voiced singers, in whom training had increased the power of carrying the audience. :z: 3;: :3: :k On the morning before Washingtonls Birthday the Seniors gave HThe Pageant of the Allies. We all felt it a great pity that it was not a public production, for it was beautiful in every sense of the word-in its tableau effects, in its dramatic and poetic power, and most of all in its strong patriotism. The cast was as follows: Herald Marion Parmele Serbia Lois Newton Belgium -- ........ Mary Nash France Henriette Keating England Margaret Crosby Russia Elizabeth Abbott Italy Constance Zonne Smaller nationsa Helen Shaw, Annette Bardwell, Joyce Petterson, Mildred Shaw, Winona Heeter. Page 137 Greece Helen Carroll Japan Mary Jordan China Rowene Light America Muriel Peterson The herald wore the cap and gown of a college student to typify civiliza- tion or enlightenment. The nations entered one by one in the order of their entrance into the war. Each by r'ecitaion or by posture suggested her own attitude and spirit. In several cases the singing of the appropriate national anthem by the school chorus was used with splendid effect. The recitations were especially admirable. Among them were Galsworthyts poem in com- memoration of the Russian revolution, Woodberry,s iiItaly, Byronts iiIsles of Greece, and the magnificently inspiring iTFlag of England. Three or four of the tableaux should receive special description because of their peculiarly haunting power. There was poor ragged Belgium with her clinging children. And there was France, with her rosy-crested helmet and her silver shield,-so proud, so calm, so flashing in her curbed indigna- tion that one felt assured of her ultimate triumph; before, beside, and above her beat the spirit of the noble iiMarseillaiseW uAux armes, citoyens! formez vos bataillons! Marchons! qui un sang impur abreuve nos sillons ,9 ! Poor Russia, the groping peasant in his green smock, brought home to each of us a new realization of the suffering of this ally. The outstretched hands and the crude bewilderment that remained even when the bandage had been loosened from the blinded eyes were a plea not to be disregarded; they begged for patience and long-suffering and sympathy from all. The love of our county that swept over us when Columbia, stately and full of cheerful benignancy, stepped to the front with her quiet assurance of help, was genuine, for to us all had come than morning a new birth of Amer- ican spirit. We were better fitted to be members of the great alliance, since we saw, as never before, the necessity and the beauty of the principle for which that alliance stands. We repeat, it is a great pity that the pageant was a private production. $$$$ Then one day, by request the Little Red Ridinghood play was repeated, and with it were given some other French specialties. The Third Grade sang h'Sur 1e pont dt Avignon? and performed a charming little dance. The Fourth Grade gave a little sketch TiLa Plainte des Jouets? The whole enter- tainment was enjoyed heartily by the' audience. :1: :1: :k 1: Just before Easter vacation there occured a Song-fest. There was a dance by the First Form, portraying the growth of the flowers. The Ele- mentary department then gave a Spring Song and the first form sang At Happy Easter Time. Everyone liked the performance so much that many requests came for a repetition. $ 2k 3k :K Two Seventh Form scouts determined to show the world what a girl- scout can do; so they wrote a little play together, which their troop, the iTMaple Lea? gave. Two small girls, tnon-scoutsy were discussing some girl-scouts and scornfully wondering what earthly good they were. Pretty soon the lit- tle sister of one girl was brought in, badly hurt. None of the non-scouts knew what to do. A scout heard of the trouble, blew the whistle for more Page 138 help, signaled for bandages, and soon had the child comfortable. Quick thought and action had been trained in them so that they could rise to an emergency when there was need. To show their appreciation and changed feeling, the non-scouts earnestly applied to membership in the Maple Leaf Troop of Northrop School. .u .1. 1p up On Friday morning, the Latin department entertained us with a play. I am firmly convinced that it is the only one of its kind ever produced. Miss Brewer and Miss Pence were the playwrights. It was meant to prove to us poor struggling students who wish the mighty Julius had never been born, that his language is not a dead one. There was a man tnot a real one, of course! just Blanche McRae, with enormous ground- -gripper shoes and glass- esJ He had never taken Latin. He sauntered, or rather thundered, upon the stage with an open newspaper in his hand. He very kindly read the head- lines, which were about the war, aloud to us. Almost every word was: derived from a Latin root. All at once a burst of melody from the audience fell upon our ears. Three girls tT. Melone, V. Rigg, and H. Browningy in the Northrop uniform, marched slowly down the aisle, singing in Latin. They surrounded the perplexed man, and asked him what the trouble was. He admitted that he could not understand the headlines in the paper. Then the three girls called in chorus, Mother Latina! 0 Mother Latina! A Greek goddess tEthel Appleyardy emerged from the curtains at the back. iiDid you call me my children? The children explained the predicament of the poor man. Mother Latina and he had a spirited conversation as to whether she was dead or not. To prove how alive she was, she called for the rest of her children. One by one girls representing all the war vocabulary appeared, and honored us by re- citing a verse with her name in it. After a long string, the Kaiser tGertrude Millsy tramped out. He looked arrogantly around him, but was prevented from doing any harm by Annihilation s tE. Cranglel plunging a rubber dag- ger into him with great effect. The iiBeast of Berlin fell in a heap on the floor to all appearances dead. After the cast and all the Latin department in the audience had sung a verse of Horace, the curtain should have fallen, but owing to some hitch it did not. The actors therefore all filed off, except the poor Annihilatedh Kaiser. We were requested by Miss Halsey to close our eyes while he was disposed of altogether. The Latin play was a great suc- cess, and one of the most amusing entertainments given this winter. Page 140 A SENIOR PLAY. Time: Any day, third period in the morning. Place: Room 21. Setting: The members of the Twelfth Form Algebra class have as- sembled and the bell has rung. The following conversation ensues: H. S. :Say! did you know that M. V. perhaps has the measles? tChorus of shrieksJ H. K.: Now donit tell me, and I just kissed her yesterday. C. 2.: PH bet anything that I have got them. tEntire class congregates around the desk of C. Z. and examines her minutelyJ Hum Illl ................ Conversation dwindles away as the class comes to the realization that the period is half spent and that Miss N. is patiently waiting$ Miss N.: I am so delighted that I can give you this little hour for chat- ting. It is certainly far more important than anything I could teach you. M. 8.: Oh no, not really Miss Nye. Miss N.: M. P. read your answers. M. P: Do I start with the first one? tDead silenceJ Miss N.: M. C. what is your answer? M. C.: Oh, mine is probably wrong; letls see. Oh yes, I go- 2 17V2 1000 Miss N.: Youire all wrong. The answer happens to be 1000. A. B.: Oh, shall I count mine wrong? Itis just like Mildredls and hers is just like Marionis? tThe problems are finally correctedJ Miss N.: Please give me the precise number of examples you have correct. R. L.: Does that mean .................... Miss N.: It means just what I said. R. L.: Yes, but I donit know ............................ Page 141 Miss N.: E. A., how mainy? E. A.: Um ............ well you see I forgot ............ um ............ five I guess. Miss N.: M. N. M. N.: I donIt know yet, Miss Nye. H. C. Well, if I counted that one where I added wrong, Pd have seven correct, and if .................... tThe marks are finally recordedI tCurtainQ No editorial comments, please, about brains. SENIOR ALPHABET. A,S for Ipp. Abbott, Our Girl Scout so true. B,S for Jenks Bardwell, Who puts the ball thru. C; Crosby and Carroll, Work hard for each mark H is for' Heeter, A real Latin shark. J is M. Jordan; Who fights, so they say, For real womenIs rights, In a militant way. K is H. 'Keating, WhoIs always the one Who leads all the class, Both in work and in fun. L,s our delight IR. D. LighQ, If you please; N ; N ewton and Nash, Win approval with ease. P; Parmele, Peterson, Petterson-three Who furnish the life Of our IIBlue Monday Tea. S; the two Shaws; Both are lovely and Wise. Y is an angel, Named Yers, in disguise. And, last but not least, In this great alphabet, Is Z, Connie Zonne, Our pride and our pet! Page 142 KEEP A SMILINi! If you wake up in the morning lbout four or five dclock, And you know you have some Virgil left to do, If you grab up all your duds, and can only find one sock, And your uniform has shrunk above your shoe, Don t grumble at your cruel fate as Dido did of old, But grin, and take what 5 comin as though you thought it gold Keep a smilin ! If you miss your horrid street car and also half a class, And your stupid teachers won,t agree with you; If in your vacant period, your seatmate has some gum, And hasn,t even yet learned how to chew, Donit let the people iround you know your shuttini trouble in, Just put upon your countenance a Douglas Fairbanks grin. Keep a smilini! If youire worked up to a fever-heat about a small debate, And in the end the judges call it tie, If you go up to the lunch room, prepared for happier fate, And all you get is Yrabbiti, or meat-pie, Donit think that youlre a martyr, and lie on the couch, unnerved, But eat the good, substantial, filling food youive just been served. Keep a smilini! If you have a ripping headache, and the senior room is full Of laughing, cackling, groaning senior hens, If in Latin class your teacher with whom you have no ilpull Points to your head and cruelly says, liDemens, Donit think the end is cominl and with sighs turn up your toes, Thereis more than one poor creature who is worse off, goodness knows! Keep a smilinl! SONGS FOR SENIORS. In the Hills of Italy Ippie Abbott A Pal Like You Jenks Bardwell The Sirenis Song Helen Carroll You ll Always be the Same Sweet Girl Missy Crosby Whose Little Heart Are You Breaking Now? ............................ Winona Heeter Kind Words Can Never Die Mary Jordan When Irish Eyes Are Smiling Henrietta Keating Going Up Rnwene Light . Camouflage Mary Nash My Dream Girl Dotty Newton Oh, It 5 Nice to Get Up in the Morning, but It s Nicer to Lie In Your Bed - Marion Parmele Smile, Smile, Smile! Muriel Peterson Georgia Moon Joyce Petterson There s a Little Bit of Bad in Every Good Little Girl .................... Helen Shaw You re in Love Mildred Shaw Its a Cute Little Way of My Own Virginia Yers If You Only Had My Disposition Connie Zonne Page 144 Joyce Jenks Ippie Mary Nash Win. Silence is the perfectest herald of joy. In faith, lady, you have a merry heart. Oh! It is excellent, To have a giant,s strength; but it is tyrannous To use it like a giant. Thine evermore, 0 most dear lady. Words pay no debts. Page 145 Virginia The fringed curtains of thine eye advance. Rowene I have no gift at all in shrewishness. Muriel A little fire is quickly ' trodden out. Mildred Love is merely mad- ness. Dotty It is a gallant child. Helen Shaw What his heart thinks his tongue speaks. Page 146 Helen Carroll Henny Missy Marion Mary Jordan Connie Thy eternal summer shall not fade. Modest as morning. Ignorance is the curse of God, Knowledge the wing wherewith we fly to heaven. The little fooling that wise men have makes a show. Love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds. So free, so kind, so apt, so blessed a disposition. Page 147 Page 148 SENIOR PRE-EMINENCE. N ow listen, my children, and you shall glean The facts of the dignified class of eighteen. It was in the fall of their senior year, When their ways of life iihad fallen to sear, That although their years in numbers were great, Their pride and their haughtiness in coming were late. Now the rest of the school thought this lack quite too bad, And so for these seniors they no respect had. The faculty pondered the problem of weight, And spent many hours on the puzzle so great. The result of their far-reaching researches was That they said the lack of respect was because The seniors who tried to be young while they could Gave the false impression of second child-hood; While the rest of the school was so terribly young tOn the ladder of life theyive not touched the first rungi, That their brains and their minds were so terribly small That senioral wisdom they understood not at all. The Moral of this, it is eaSy to say, Is:--To be old while youi-re young is not the best way. But to try to be young as long as you can, As the seniors have found is a very wise plan; Provided, itis true, that such a sane course Comes home to observers with unswerving force. We Seniors had an awful trial, For in the Senior den, We scarce could hear our brains go iround From the noise of eight and ten. But now we start our little iiVic And solve our problem sore, For with the added noise of it We hear ourselves no more. th 1!; 6 pi: we'rA MODERN MARY AND HER LAMB. Mary had a little lamb, But needed wool, you know; So every stitch that Mary took The lamb would smaller grow. FAMILIAR SAYINGS. III had my hair washed last night, and I canIt do a thing with It. IIWell, I knew it before I came to class, but I just canIt think. IIOh, girls, Pve got to wear IGround GrippersW, - hWho do you suppose called me up last night? IIWhatIre you going to wear? ITve got a T. L. for youP uWhoIre you going with? III didndt get that far, but I spent forty minutes on it? IIAnybody got a middy I can borrow? III don,t think she made that interesting enough? ITve got another warning. uHush-sh-sh-sh : IICan you lend me five cents? IIve got to call up? I.Let,s go down town? uWhatIre you going to do tonight? uCome to school early and do it with med Twenty-five cents for class dues, please? Page 150 A QUESTION OF HADES. llThe Greeks-they-a-oh they aathat is, I think they went under the ground when they died. llNow really, Eugenie, do you think that the earth just opened up and they fell in ?il Mrs. Anderson asked the discomfited pupil, who stood twisting her handkerchief into hard little knots. llNo-o-of she answered undecidedly. llBut anyway, I know that Achilles went to Hades V The class heaved a sigh of relief. It was always a pleasant surprise when any member of the class said a few definite words. flTo be sure? said Mrs. Anderson, hiding the suspicion of a smile. llNev- ertheless, do you think that answers my question, Genie? llG-r-r-r! Never had the bell been so welcome. That night, as she sat studying, Eugenieis thoughts wandered back to the discussion of the history class. HYou knowii, she confided aloud to the door knob; II should really like to see what Hades is like, or if there isnit any. There must be something inside the earth besides dirt? uYou may find out, said the solemn voice of a stranger. What? shrieked Miss Crosby, drawing her feet up under her. llI said, you may see what is inside the earth? replied the unknown. But who are youPli quavered the terrified young lady. She had been reading Poels llMystery Tales and Irvingls llHaunted House, and they made her unusually nervous. I am king of the underworld? the speaker growled. The words were hardly out of his mouth, before her room was absolutely torn in two, and a dark abyss opened before her eyes. The cavern seemed to go down into eternity, for all was black. llJump! came the sharp command. Without stopping to think, she flung herself into the gruesome pit, and felt herself falling, falling, falling. After what seemed like hours of going down, Eugenie landed on solid earth with a jolt. llWhere am I? she gasped entreatingly. llOpen your eyes and look, Miss. Her eyelids flew poen, and before her stood a man that certainly looked like Benson. Just wait a moment, Missf he said appologetically, uwe will have to wait for that boat to get by? llPlease, would you mind explaining what river this is W uThe River Styx, malam. On the other side you will see the spirits of your classmates. They leave their bodies at night, and come down to Hades to be punished for the errors they have committed during the day. Step on the ferry now. We can go. I am taking the place of Charon for a few days, as he is indisposed from a gas bomb that the spirit of a German threw at him a short time ago. wDonit you take people across the street at Kenwood Parkway ?,l ques- tioned Eugenie politely, as she was propelled to the Land of the Shades on the other side of the black river. llYes, replied the temporary boatman loftily. uI am so used to that that this is mere childls play! Here we are. Let me help you down? The first thing that Eugenie saw was a black-haired girl posing as a Page 151 Spanish dancer, her dark eyes rolled upward, but her tongue, alas, thrust out between her white teeth. She was reflected in a pool of clear water, while a rain of salt poured down on her. llWhy Katherine ArmatagePl cried the visitor in dismay. uWhat on earth do you let all that salt come down on you forE , Katherine did not change her position, but managed to gasp out, iiCanit help it. Mrs. Pinnyafancy dancing? lth-hfl said Genie, greatly enlightened, HI see. It was today, when you stuck your tongue out at Mrs. Pinney. ilCome, comef, exclaimed the guide impatiently. llYou will see every- thing. Eugenie obediently walked on until they came to a girl who had her mouth full of chocolate ice-cream, but kept stuffing more in, till she was purple in the face. llThat girl spends her money on unwholesome sweets in war time? whispered Benson gravely. Eugenie nodded, and after one last look at the poor creature, trotted on. The next picture in this queer gallery was a girl with brown hair, blue eyes, and long lashes, who had to bear having a pencil scratched over her poor little tongue. ilThey seem to be fond of punishing peoples, tongues, murmured Genie in distress. llBecause people do most mischief by talking, came the prompt reply. llThat girls sucks her pencil all the time, and will probably die of bloodpoison- ing. Here further progress was blocked by a stern oak door. Why is that there ? asked the tireless questioner. For answer Benson placed a massive key in the lock, and the door swung back. Within the room a girl in glasses with curly black hair and brown eyes, stood staring at a huge yellow and white triangle, while at a little distance from her, her com- panion bore unflinchingly the blows of a merciless straight-edge. ilI think-Illl go home W The sentence ended in a despairing shriek. The next day one girl in the history class knew exactly where the Greeks believed their souls to go after death. THE STUDY HOUR. A scampering on the second floor; A banging of the class room door; The noisy, giggling Sophomores Are settling down to study. Two nearly quiet minutes pass; A desk-lid bangs, and then, alas, Five minutes go, before the class Will settle down to study. iTis thus the moments onward run, And when the study hour is done, The Sophomores still are, one by one, Settling down to study. Page 152 a Li ITRDT WIN!- E W MAY BE. If you would all be perfect girls, And physical perfection get, Youlve got to study right away, And may-be you will get there yet, To get your chest expansion great, And have your shoulders nice and straight. Itls really quite discouraging To know your back contains a wing, That all your vertebrae are queer, And somethingls wrong in your left ear. Perhaps your teeth are nice and strong, But then you find your neckls too long. Your heart rates taken, too, of course; You hear it thumping with great force; And really you are now assured Your heart can never be quite cured. Then facing towards the sunny south You open wide your roomy mouth. Some one peers in, you gargle woids. Of course, you have got adenoids. By now you think, 0, whatls the use? But mercy, donlt act like a goose! If you would all be perfect girls And physical perfection get, You,ve got to study right away, And maybe you will get there yet. Page 153 A TRAGEDY OF SCHOOL LIFE. ACT I. itSchool is out, let us go Down town to a movie show. After dinner thereis enough Time to do that study stuff? After eating, such sad news, Some friends appear with time tot'lose. They spend it, have a gay time-oh! Itis after ten before they go. Now finally she must concentrate. Then father calls, ttItis very late. Put up your work and go to bed, So you wonit be a sleepy head. ACT II. With morning comes some more sad news. She sleeps too late, canit find her shoes. She eats and runs to school. To her It seems sheis going at ififty perK The bell has rung, the classes passed, She gets to French the very last. ACT III. The day is oier, and all alone She sadly wends her way toward home. In each red book, beside her name, There is a zero, black and plain. A sadly chastened girl is she Who studies conscientiously. What would happen if :e Everyone came to class meetings? Mary Jordan came to class on time? People didnit gossip? Everyone paid iiSporfs Club dues, iiMary? We all wore ground grippers? We didnit hear mellow-a-a-a, etc? There were no meat-balls? TRAGEDY AS WRITTEN IN THE SIXTH FORM. Betty was a little French girl. Willing woman with anxious eyes were continually watching her. Then she trudged on and knocked at a door. In a trembling voice she said, iiI want to give this to mv country. Is this the place ? Then she heard the bugles of the Germans. Something hurt her. A lady in white bent over her. iiIs Billy alright? Betty murmmured shyly. Then she looked with a tired look and sang iiThe Star Spangled. Bannerii and faded away. Page 154 A LETTER FROM A STRUGGLING FRENCH STUDENT TO HER FRENCH SOLDIER. Mon cher soldat francais: Je dai pas entendu de vous pour un longue temps. Etes-vous malade? Au peut-etre, je n ai pas recu votre lettre parce que le bateau est comme ca. fai une petite. Je Yaime beaucoup. Tous les Americaines aiment les francais, comme fespere que les francais aiment les americaines. Je maintenant tout le temp pour les soldats. Page 155 Je desire aller en France comme une OI Comprendez-vous? Votre amie americane, BETTY BROWN. A SEVERE ATTACK OF OVER-IMAGINATION. I was looking idly through a current magazine the other day when suddenly I came upon a page covered with bold black type which seemed to say, lloverlook me if you dare? Being only normal, I instantly began reading it. llDo you feel unnaturally tired at night? Are you troubled with headaches? If so take this as a warning; you are suffering from Zynoris in its most acute stage. Do not delay! Go instantly to your druggist, and secure a bottle of Colsonis Lime Juice, guaranteed to save you from every- thing from gout to measles. Donlt miss it! Buy it nowY, And so it continued, but I got no farther. I just sat there gazing into open space. I was a victim of Zynosis. There was no denying it. Didnlt I feel unnaturally tired last night? Of course I had played basket-ball all the afternoon, but that couldnlt be the cause. Even to-night I had a burn- ing headache. What if I had gone to three picture shows in the afternoon? That could not account for it. ' I laid down the magazine feeling both weak and aged; To think such a young girl should have anything as awful as Zynosis. Oh! it wasnlt fair. Already I had visions of a placard adorning the front door. I knew scarlet fever was red-probably Zynosis was pink. I do not know how long I sat there, but I do know that my headache increased. I think I was in the last stage when mother came into the room and asked me to get her something. llMotherfl said I with all the sternness I could muster, considering my condition, llWould you ask me, a victim of Zynosis, to run an errand? Mother, no. I could not risk it? Mother gasped but soon recovered, and needless to say I did the errand. Furthermore I allowed myself to be convinced that I was not suf- fering with Zynosis, but probably was suffering with a very severe attack of over-imagination. Page 156 Page 157 The Tug of War A TALE OF EVERY DAY. The conspiracy began- The dreaded bell Its tale doth tell, When girl in sad plight, Grabs only pencil in sight. And on the story ran- The owner arrives ; Bare desk she espies, TTMy pencil? doth yell, Makes for class pell-mell. The teacher took a hand- tTAnd why this delay? No pencil, you say? Then, a little red zero! Poor girl! oh, oh dear-oh! A NEW FAD. In order to be stylish nowadays, you should wear overshoes, and to create a sensation, it is even better to leave them unfastened. When walk- ing along the street, you feel quite elated at being the center of attraction. If some one happens to be accompanying you on your daily promenade to school, it is very easy for him to keep time with you, while hearing the con- stant knocking together of the buckles. We have been told by our dear principal not to make a racket in the hall, but, clear me, how can one help it if one wants to be stylish? Page 158 CLASS ALPHABET. A is for Armatage And Appleyard, too; One is an old girl, The other is new. B is for Browning, Our curly haired girl; She knows how to knit And also to purl. C is for Crosby, Our girl scout true; She knows how to run And throw a ball, too. D stands for Dewey, The giggling young maid; Though things they be hard, Her smiles never fade. G is for Gage, Our excellent guard; A basket seems easy, But she makes it hard. J is for Jordan. Though now she be small, When lessons are over Sheill surely grow tall. Mis for our President, McRae is her name. Her lessons are all A, Her spirit the same. 0 stands for Odell, A knitter of speed. She makes caps and sweaters To help those in need. R stands for Ridout And also for Rigg. One can play basket-ball, The other can jig. S is for Schureman The punctilious girl. Her eyes they are brown, And her hair has a curl. Page 159 THE THREE BEARS. Once upon a time a triad of plantigrade Carnivora collectively inhabit- ed a diminutive domicile situated in an arboreous glade. One balmy eve when the nycthemeron was singing, they, actuated by a desire for nemophila, were perigrinating; a feminine homuncula with auriferous pilose adornment dis- cerned their domestic habitat and penetrated the esoteric confines thereof. Upon the subsequent regression of the genus Ursus their unregenerate choler ascended to a fanatical frenzy. Having with meticulous precision exam- ined their diminutive domicile, they received auriculer evidence of her im- mediate contiguity, and with infurated and choleric shrieks the Ursalian quadraped precipitated their pernicious presence upon her. Divulging racuous vocal demonstration of exacerbrated consternation, she ran home. A Pretty Big Bone, but I Guess I Can Manage It Alright Page 160 The Words hltts a Steinwayh Convey a more definite impression of supreme quality than do any other words in the English language The Name Steinway stands not only for supreme effort but for supreme achievement. Public opinion, while it commends effort, bestows ltS unammous approval upon achievement only. It is the one Piano whose leadership is never questioned. Catalogues and literature will be mailed free upon request. Steinway Pianos are found in Minneapolis, only at Metropolitan Music CO The Complete Music Store 41-43 South Sixth Street PIANOS TUNED, REPAIRED OR RENTED Page 161 Complim ents F riend E . ::isisizs!Elsi:s!. :I.-:i.::I:5-.a:aiaia:I.E.-gig:I.::I:axl..:.!..:l.5.!E.-:EI.E.I.E.'...II Page 162 SPEAKINt A PIECE. Can you eter forget that feelint, when youtre up before a crowd, Ant your voice comes faint ant squeaky ant your heart beats fast an' loud? Oh! The horror of the moment when youtve quite forgot your line; Tho an hour or two before then, why, you thought you knew it fine! When you feel them all a waitint an' a wonderint what is up, Thatts the time you drain the sour dregs from the bottom of the cup! Then you hear your teacher promtin' in a whisper strained ant mad, Ant you stumble to the finish of the worst hour ever had! Miss Pence: Was there any one in the. class who wasntt troubled by the last sentence? Candyh Prindle: I wasntt. Miss Pence: Then you may translate it. Candy: I didn,t get that far. E. Abbot: Itll bring you. some bones from the hospital for the salvage box. The class is dumb with amazement. E. Abbott: Yes, you know they drink loads of soup there, hence the bones. 67w Quaker Creamery Co. Pasteurized Milk and Cream. ' Ice e Cream and . LADIES'DEPARTMENT t Elmer FIRSTAND SECURITYNATIONAL l. L ' ' ' tad - n 'ayaue' t . $$$$Z$du2$$$i$$mm, 'tpartmentat one side apd somewhat rc-v . ' Whm'hemmmwm. We Dehver Phone Us . Page 163 PAEGEL Jeweler 45 South Sixth Street IF YOU ARE A LOVER OF CAMEOS SEE OURS. THE LARGEST STOCK OF GENUINE ANTIQUE CAMEOS IN THE CITY. WE REPAIR WATCHES AND JEWELRY. WHY NOT YOURS? Makers of Northrop Collegiate School Rings THE IRONY OF FATE. Monday: A movie party is planned for the following Friday afternoon by Mary. Tuesday: The plans continue, and the number of guests increases? Wednesday: Mary receives a slip of paper, the writing of which starts, iiWarning Number Two! Thursday: Executive Board Meeting of the Student Government As- sociation. Verdict of Mary 5 good behavior in the meeting: iiReport for the entire afternoon tomorrow in Room 241. Friday: Mary spends her afternoon at school, while the whole party goes to the movies. She decides to uphold the Student Government Associ- ation much better from now on. Why don t we all? It 5 worth while. Complimentsof MR. LUDWIG Page 164 Powers Mercantile Co. IIIIIIIIIHIIIIlllIlIlllIlIlHIlllllIlIlIlIIIlIIIIlIlIllIIlllllllIllllIlllllllllllllllllllllllllIlllIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIlIIllllll Compliments of the Powers Mercantile Co. Nicollet Avenue and Fifth Street Page 165 MY TATLER ASSIGNMENT. A Tatler assignmentIs been given to me, And Pm just as puzzled as I can be, For we have our choice of various themes, And the more I think, the harder it seems. Now I'm a new pupil at Northrop, ITis but a few months since I came, And many a time I have wondered How the Tatler got its name. For the dictionary says a tatler Is one given to idle chat, But I feel quite sure as I sit here, There's not much time for that. But here I sit wondering, not thinking, And that Tatler assignment unsolved. For the puzzling name of that paper In trouble will I be involved. WissesI and Children Is Millie Selected by stylists who specialize in securing apparel that is modish, yet youthful, and apart from the more sophigticated styles For Young Women For Growing Girls For Children For Small T 015 All with those delightful. different little touches so essential to youth. Third Floor Shop aammme Page 166 G. H. Lug'sdin Co., Furriers runs of DISTINCTION Cloth Coats of Character. Beautiful Sweaters of Shetland Wool. Modern Cold Dry Air Storage Vaults. A Service Different 815 Nicollet Avenue OVERHEARD IN CLOAKROOM Silly Soph.: Do you think a girl could learn to love before twenty? Intelligent Senior: Nope, too large an audience. LATIN CLASS. Teacher: Doxft be so literal. Read more between the lines. Pupil: I can t; it is half erased.--Exchange. COMPLIMENTS The And;ews Hotel r... Page 167 Health First- Drink More Water spam 11G i LATER The Purejt and Softest in the World The Childrenetheir tender, growing organism should have the best. Chippe- cwa Sprina Water, containing no irritating mineral substances, combines with any food. We warn you against bulk water and melted ice water. Place Chippewa Water on the ice, but never put ice in drinking water. Chippewa Water will rid the system of intestinal toxines .. N. W. Hyland 2500 Tri-Stale 36 179 Ofiice-l77 Colfax Avenue North Minneapolis, Minn. O NOBLE COAL. 0 coal, thou scarcest of earth's fruit, Where art thou hiding? Why is the coalman and his smudgy shute, Thy time abiding? O dainty, little dusty coal, Why shirk your duty, While wood within the furnace hole Turns mortals sooty? O noble coal, come keep us warm And put an end to freezing, Come keep us from old winteris harm. Pray, listen to our teasing. Wiggin Cd Mattison GROCERS We Make a Specialty of F resh Fruits and Vegetables Call on Either Telephonee l 2 N. W.. 5 th 400-40 -40 , AutomatiCOUSI 662 2403 NlCOllet Ave. Page 168 Sport Clothes The ever increased demand for special clothes for the varied sports can be supplied from our varied stocks. SPORT HATS in an almostendless vari- ety. BOOTS AND SHOES in perfection of shoemakefs art. SWEATERS in wonderfully attractive colors. JERSEY SUITS in silk or wool. SEPARATE SKIRTS for tennis, yacht- ing, etc. OIL SILK SLIP-ON COATS, ideal for all kinds of use. MOTOR COATS in stout tweeds and handsome mixtures. The eSsentials of Plymouth Garments are style,service and reasonable prices . . . The Plymouth MERCHANTS OF FINE CLOTHES HENNEPIN AVENUE at SIXTH STREET Page 169 gr 9 x ' The best antidote for wor- on 01'1 ? . ry is thrift. Thrift begets Saving and Saving begets Savingsii and Savings mean money for a rainy day. To be thrifty you must place these savings where they will be safe and at the same time earn interest. This suggests 21 Savings Accoimt, which meets every re- quirement. I pays 470 interest on Ebe 26th Street State 35ank 3min gscompounded quarterly and welcomes your account, no matter how small. Courtesy to our customers is our motto. .1 So Illllllllllllll- OFFICERS. Walter N. Carroll, Chairman of the Board of Directors. Thomas K. Kelly, President. Geo R. Morrisey, Vice President. Jas. McDonald, Vice President. Harry C. Lindquist, Cashier. Pictures; for Home and School Exhibitions of paintings monthly in our main gallery. The Beard Art Galleries Two entrances-96286 Nicollet Ave. 8.50 Tenth St. Compliments of Winneapolis Page 170 A NORTHROP LUNCH. As luncheones late We have to wait, And so we sit And meditate. A tray comes nigh; Our hearts leap high! But ah! alas, It passes by. Our food at last! Now, worries past, We all fall to And break our fast. l:1:1:l Compliments of I:Il R ussell M Bennett First girl: Say! you know they are using banana peels to conserve food. Second girl: How? First girl: For slippers. PARTICULAR LADIES BANK WITH The Midland National Bank Second Avenue South and Fourth Street Page 171 MURRAY IMPORTER g MILLINERY 906 NICOLLET AVENUE MINNEAPOLIS MINN. DURING A STEREOPTICON LECTURE IN HISTORY. Slides were being shown of ancient cities in Greece. G. Odell. Oh girl, look at the stuccoi: on the garage. :kEditorial note: The pictures were being thrown upon the stucco wall of the class-room. Miss Smith to H. B. Are you taking good care of your cold? H. B.: Yes, Miss Smith, I have had it over a month. HEARD IN GYM. tE. A. Coming up proudly showing her brand new, clean gym shoes.l Miss. D.: Do you buy them by the yard, Elizabeth? A girl: I have given up eating ice-cream sundaes until the end of the war. Another girl: Thatls great. 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She looked at him in surprise and informed him that she had not the pleasure of his acquaintance. ttWell, remarked the youth, hyou dontt take any more chances than I do? In every community there is a name that one instantly couples With thoughts of correct apparel for women and young women. In JVIinneapolis it is Page 176 H. B. Waite Lumber Company MIN N EAPOLIS, MINNESOTA Miss Davenport to M. P. :Did you take a shower today? M. P.: No. Is there one missing? Teacher: When was Corinth burned? Brilliant Pupil: That was the day I was absent. The Minnesota Loan and Trust Company Capital $1,000,000 Surplus $600,000 Buys and sells bonds and mortgage securities. Receives accounts subject to check and pays 40A; interest on savings accounts. Has modern safe deposit boxes. Acts as Executor, Administrator, Guardian and Trustee. Affiliated with The Northwestern National Bank of Minneapolis. Page 177 T'S true. Mother has had her -- - picture taken rather oftener it; than father has - but even she hasn't been in two years and that picture will never do to send to Aunt Iane. She wears her hair so much more becomingly noweand anyway, it's high time there was anr other picture for the family collection. HIIllllIIIIIIIIIHHHIIIIIHIHIlllllllllllllllllllllllIlllINIIIIIIIIIHINIIIIIHlllllIllHllIIHIIINIIIIIIIIIIHHIIHNIIIl The Photographer in Your Towne LEE BROTHERS 527 Marquette Avenue Minneapolis Which Ohe Do YOU Use? ItThe page is out of my book? III didn t find that in the lesson? III thought I knew that. I uWhy-er-a-. I I was sick last night. I took the wrong book home? I donIt understand the question? III studied the wrong lesson. I diant hear the question. uI got the wrong assignment. Advice to those who go to Northrop Where gossip never ceases: Be careful how you pick your friends, And don t pick them to pieces. Mary Jordan: I donIt deserve a zero mark. 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