Northrop Collegiate School - Tatler Yearbook (Minneapolis, MN)

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0)926 riORTHRQP Anil Bernice md Andy, Imvc yon heard of tlicir fate? The last tiling I know they hud each found u mntr. One of them's handsome and young, hut no money. The other one's rich, hut crnhhy and funny. But each one is happy in marriage, they say; And that’s what really counts, sav what you may. I’or Bernire is proud of In r good-looking guy. And Andy knows the old man will soon die! Did you see in the pn|M r Mary Brackett s new fad? Ah Sunday School superintendent I'll bet she's not had. And. Mike, yesterday on some errands. I encountered another of our old friends. I’d hired n cab because 1 was tired. 1 thought the driver was reckless anil ought to be tired; So I leaned over to express my opinion, you know. And if it wasn't our Rather, the | cdcstrian's foe! ‘Did you know Marion MacDonald is engaged again? That makes five times now, oh, woe to the men! Jean's spoken to her now, a couple of times. Of reforming herself, hut do you think Marion minds? Jean's slumming committees have had lots of work, Directed by Joey, wlm won't let them shirk. Well. Mike, liow're your orphans, from Johnny to Bill? Are there exactly nine hundred and nine of them still ? And with this. Tony dosed, and Ted Henry, Oswald, etcetera, I sent up to lied. M I fifUtn

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0I9Z6 NORTHROP THE CL In nineteen hundred nnd fifty-six The year of our I.ord, A. I)., I sat me down, nnd put my specs on. An epistlr of length to see. And that you tuny understand this better. I'll herewith disclose the news of the lettrr: Dear Mike. the writer began, you know I'm feeling that life is far from slow. Ah Mary B. Katon, instructor in war. My military academy's not such » bore; Between drills, and luncheon, nnd chapel, it seems this life is not all that it was in my dreams. 'And Nance, instead of tearhing the boys how to ride. Prefers to smuggle them fowl, and candy Inside. By the way, did you know that Virge I.etfingwell Has given up art and horses as well? She's opened a school, the dear old scamp. To teach all the young ladies the best ways to vamp. w TATLER19Z6B SS PROPHECY The other «Iny, n« I drove in rny hack, I passed a familiar figure in black; Twn» irresponsible Lydia. our giggler so jolly, (tone into seclusion to Atone for post folly. She lives all alone, without any noise. Without any jaxx, and without any boys! She told uie with horror and pain in her ga r That Bee had turned actress, in movies (not plays) And that very same week wa» playing down town With l(. Valentino in the 'Countess’s Frown.’ “I didn't tell Lydia, but I thought 'twould hr great To go to Bee’s movie and see how she'd rate. So I left Lyd and started, and the first thing I met. Or rather bumped into, was a fair suffragette, Covered with signs 'K. Baker for Mayor'. So many there hardly was room To see our progressive young democrat Hume' Yes, 'twas none other than Marion, our businesslike girl; She's adopted the slogan of 'Death to the curl! And she’s canvassing the city, with a terrible row, To get votes for Ely, who's in politic now. yuurtttn

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