Northrop Collegiate School - Tatler Yearbook (Minneapolis, MN)

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FORM vn Mary I.oit Benson, Cbloc Doerr, Mary Anna Hash, Belly SilvertJiOrne, Margaret HopwooJ, Ann McMillan, Janet Wyer, Frances Johnson, Ellen llnff, Mary Ixslie. Polly Bnzza, Betty Tuttle, Betty Backus, Elizabeth KcJney, Jane Creamer, lane SeybolJ, Ruth Clare Brings, Barbara Brooks, Ruth Rrzer. Elizabeth Booraem, Lorraine Sager, Betty Ann Eggleston, Katherine Warner, Sara Lee Fletcher, Katherine Dain, Betty HeJback, Martha PattriJge, Betty Baker. Absent girls are Peggy Davis, Katherine Rand, Jane Lou Haney, lean McCracken.

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The Eighth Mary Gluck McDonald will someday be The very best French student we’ll ever see. With books she'll stay Day after day And be too bright for you and me. Katharine will care for the ill, And Nancy will busily use her quill; Though one will nurse And one write verse. Both will be done with very much skill. There was a young society dame, Miss lillcn Jane Carlcton, I think, was her name; One of her greatest passions Was designing the latest fashions. But she has time for other things just the same. Then there was Betty, a healthy young miss. Who really should have been born a Swiss, For climbing mountains she did adore. And she walks until her feet arc sore; But itill climbing and walking to her arc pure bliss. Shirley is an exceedingly good artist. And Penny a brilliant young horticulturist; And each of the two Invented something new. That the world till then had greatly missed. Rhoda’s ideals are very high, And her mind is usually up in the sky; She seems to be Deep in astronomy. Though we hope that this notion will soon pass by. A loving young lady is Cal; Both to birds and beasts she's a pal. A pet store she wishes To keep birds and fishes. This very remarkable gal. An author of note will be Chandy; With commas and words she’s so handy. She writes page's and reams; She gets A's on her themes. And her stories arc simply dandy. Susan’s ambitions run on a very high scale; In her enterprise we hope she doesn't fail. The first woman to be The president is she. But soon this idea to her will be stale. There was a young lady named Lizzie Who giggled till she grew quite dizzy; Her hair was all curly, Grade Future This pretty little girlie. Who laughingly keeps all from being busy. I’m afraid that Toots will be someday A nun in a somber long garb of gray; She’ll spend her life being kind. The saintliest person you’ll ever find. Our quiet little Tootie will live in a convent and pray. Of all of her hobbies and all of her pets Charlotte likes horses and dogs the best; Her dogs arc prize winners. And from the beginners She takes many ribbons away with the rest. Sally Ross! Sally Ross! We want to know. Where you and the Girls' Travel School” all go! Do all work hard or do as they please? Do they learn Latin verbs or look at the seas. While passing through places high and low? Did you sec that gorgeous limo that passed just now? Did you sec that languorous, placid brow? Riding about, living a life of ease. No work, much leisure (it seems to please). Our million-dollar Marjic is happy, and how! Who comes with her golf sticks, straight and tall, From a champion game with her small white ball? Alice Learned, of course, whose splendid play To international championship paved the way, With flowers and loud houts from friends one and all! A dainty young girl named Anne Whose dancing's the best in the land Will dance to fame abroad And return again, assured That her friends will all give her a hand. There’s Dickie, our prize-taker too! You know quite well what she can do! When she once begins a thing Be it at school or in the ring She's the one to sec it through! She rode in horse shows and liked it well But now another story we must tell! Up. up, into the clouds in her glider plane Goes Betty V. and to earth again Helping the number of women fliers to swell. Just look at the headlines everywhere. And you'll know that our famed actress is there! Wined and dined and feted by all; All the world’s at her beck and call. But for all the fuss and feathers our Tommy doesn’t care. • Page Tucnly-three

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Cheerful Little Earfuls from the Seventh Grade Stations of the Northrop Network This is station N.C.S. broadcasting. We will now present to you over different stations certain distinguished persons who will signify themselves by saying their favorite expressions. Station C.D.— Whoopee!” Station J.W.— That’s swell.” Station M.L.— Jiminy Crickets.” Station B.T.— Good grief!” Station R.R.— Bunk.” Station M.P.— Come on. Bet.” Station P.B.— Excuscz-moi.” Station E.H.— Oh horrors!” Station B.A.E.— Gee whiz!” Station S.L.F.— Oh bugs.” Station F.J.— Oh honestly!” Station K.R.— I'll give you a lift home.” Station R.C.B.— On account of because.” Statiop L.S.— Jumping grasshoppers!” Station B.Bak.— Ratty.” Station B.S.— See you later, Jane.” Station J.C.— Oh horses!” Station E.K.— I don’t know.” Station K.W.— Oh shoot!” Station M.A.N.— I studied my French with my father last night.” Station E.B.— Aw shucks.” Station B.H,— Oh hector.” Station M.H.— Ye gods and little fishes.” Station M.L.B.— Oh geeber.s.” Station B.Bac.—Oskay.” Station J.L.H.— What do we have next?” Station A.M.— Oh, my dear!” Station J.S.— Well for crying in a kerchief!” Station J.M.— Ogecgosh!” Station B.Bro.— Is Sue here?” Station P.D.— My cow!” Station K.D.— Piffle.” PaRc Tucnty-fiie