Northrop Collegiate School - Tatler Yearbook (Minneapolis, MN)

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May 10 Sophomore-Senior picnic. May 16 Creative music program by the orchestra. May 21 Field Day. May 29 Junior-Senior dance. May 30 Memorial Day. June 2 Last chapel for the Seniors. Senior and Alumnae luncheon. June 3 Graduation exercises for the class of 1930. The Seniors feel important—for they have been feted By dances and picnics—of course they’re elated. Goodbye, hall duty and shepherd’s pic, We love you still but we’re alumnae! The Opening of the New Wing THE event of events took place March third this year. What a thrill we all had when the new wing was formally opened, hirst of all, to celebrate the memorable occasion, the parents and faculty had dinner, green peas 'n everything, including speeches. The girls made merry with their athletic banquet, green peas, too, but no speeches—only a rather shaky attempt at song by the seniors. Alas, we fear they will never be grand opera stars although they do not lack the temperament. After dinner the parents filed down to the auditorium, (that's our dress up name for the old gym), where they saw a group of dances. The freshmen appeared as pirates and as Raggedy Ann dolls, the laugh hit of the evening. The sophomores made us dizzy with a country whirl; and the seniors presented a clever, rather strenuous Little Annie Roonic clog. After much applause and no encores everyone tried to find seats in the balcony of the new gymnasium. The overflow of those who simply couldn't squeeze in the balcony lined up downstairs along the walls of the gymnasium; the girls all sat on the floor along one side. After everyone had found a place, each class of the junior and senior high schools gave a short stunt. The seventh form had a fashion show of the costumes worn by the athletic young lady of the gay nineties. Songs were sung by the eighths. The freshmen, resplendent in white duck trousers, blue coats, and blue berets, proved satisfactorily that they could march and sing better than they could inveigle tunes from dishpans and combs. For a snappy, collegiate stunt we take our hats off to the sophomores. Who but they would have thought up such a clever spelling block? For something ingenuous and humorous the juniors are to be congratulated. They wished to show us that we have been unjustly accusing them of not being athletic. They brought us such sporting celebrities as Helen Wills, Bobby Jones, and the Prince of Wales to prove their point. Last but not least, the seniors presented a snake dance and songs before the championship game of the school basket ball tournament, which was played off by the sophomores and the seniors this year. Both teams put up a hard fight. The seniors were handicapped by having only one substitute, while the sophomores had almost two complete teams. After periods of anguish and of hope for both sides, the seniors came out victorious with the score 38-19. The gymnasium and balcony were decorated with the senior pennant and those of past graduating classes, and with the class colors of both the sophomores and the seniors. And so ended, with the last cheer, not just another basketball tournament, but the gala opening of our new gymnasium and west wing. PjX' Fifteen Ruth Albfrta Clark

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The Christmas Play THIS year the Christmas play was an exquisite story written by Miss Carsc. The school has never witnessed a more beautiful performance. It is Christmas eve. In a small house in a small German village the mother has finished her tasks for the night and, in the fading light beside the warm fire, sits down to rock her child as she awaits the return of her husband from his farm work. Her song grows slower and slower, until both mother and child are asleep. With a flash of warm light an angel appears—a children’s angel with flowers in her long hair. She bids the child come with her to see the place where, years before, the Christ was born, and the child, in mute adoration, follows the lovely apparition. In the hills of Bethlehem stand the child and its celestial guide, who calls to other little children. From far and near they come, in their little white nightgowns, holding tiny lighted candles. Soft voices of shepherds arc heard in the distance. As they wonder at the strange new light a great voice resounds bidding them go to Bethlehem to find the Messiah. As they proceed, the shimmering sound of camels’ bells and the soft thud of hoofs announce the approach of three kings. The voice bids them go likewise to Bethlehem and. humbled, they pass upon their way. The children and the angel arc now before the manger, where Mary is kneeling in adoration of the Child. With them are grouped the shepherds and the kings, who sing softly as they kneel. With wondering face, Mary repeats the magnificat and then, realizing her audience, bids them receive this king 3S their own, and gives a blessing in His name to all who shall learn to love Him. Now we are back in the peasant cottage. Christmas bells arc ringing clear across the snow-crystaled world, and the mother awakes with a start from her place beside the fire to find her husband just returning with a fine green tree for the Christmas festivities, and bustles about to prepare for church; but the child, still dreaming of her wonderful vision, bids her parents listen to her story. The father and mother kneel as the light becomes dim. and before them is the tableau of the manger—Mary with the Divine Child upon her breast, and the Christmas angel and the little children, Joseph, the shepherds, and the kings before this, their King. Betty Bean Paxf Se ten teen