Northrop Collegiate School - Tatler Yearbook (Minneapolis, MN)

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Betty Miller For Mercy, Courage, Kindness, Mirth There is no measure upon Earth What shall wo ever do next year without Betty’s incomparable guidance along the rocky road to French fluency? Through the entire year she has stood as firmly as the Rock of Gibraltcr for the upholding of the League’s Constitution and By-Laws. Our one objection is that she has been milling around too much for her own good, and that her motto, Eventually, why not now?” is not as good as it sounds. Barbara Newman The glass of fashion and the mould of form» What should we do on some of those awful days when we are nearly dying of depression and boredom if we didn’t have Bobbie’s clever remarks to keep us in gales of laughter? She gaily skips sports, but when she is finally dragged out to basketball, what a game she plays! Not only can she perform in athletics when she will, but she can slump nonchalantly through her classes with an A in everything from Latin to Cp. VIII French. How the senior room next year will miss Bobbie and her delightfully curled up brown and white shoes! Pw Ten

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Virginia Lindsay Trusty, dusky, vivid, true. Virginia, or Lindsay as we better know her, joined our ranks quite late. From the moment she arrived she gained the distinction of being the only one in the class to have her point book in complete and on time. Almost any afternoon you may see her hoofing it” around the lake, diligently earning just one more measly little point to add to her rapidly filling note book. Furthermore she always abstains from every forbidden fruit of training rules. Elizabeth Junkin Note all the truth is out ” Lizzie” has been in our midst since the fourth grade. She assures us that during this period her writing has steadily improved, until now from so much improvement it has become well-nigh illegible. Last year her efforts as the chairman of the decorations committee for the J. S. transformed the roof into a veritable fairyland. Her bounding limousine transports Northrop girls to Ivey’s ’most every Friday afternoon. (We will not inquire just how often the license number has been turned in at the office.) She’s bound for the ”U” next year. Here’s to her success! Page Nine

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Barbara Southall President of Senior Class The young Astyanax, the hope of Troy.” 'Barby,” our help in ages past, our hope for years to come, has striven upward and onward with the worst of us and cheerfully looks even farther ahead to much prominence and glory in Smith— such as Olympic teams and French scholarships. And when you see the black smoke rolling in from Paris, you’ll know she’s burning up the town—successful at that as at sports and everything else. (We have just been informed by the subject of this paragraph that she is not scholarly.) Betsy Strout President of Northrop League Foolish hoy! Why tremblest thou?” Behold our noble league captain, who has guided the bouncing ship. Constitution, through the perilous waters of this school year! Not only does she steer a clear course on the high seas, but also she seems to have a man in every port. Betsy is an exceedingly versatile personage, and her dramatic talents have entertained us often. Whenever you feel the building tremble as if from a shock, you know that it’s only Betsy exerting her magnetic personality. Vive la belle capitainc! Eleven