Northrop Collegiate School - Tatler Yearbook (Minneapolis, MN)

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The Tatler of 1932 ................................iiiiiitimimiiiiiimiiiimiiiimuiiiimiiiii........... Peggy Thomson Content to follow where we lead the way.” PEGGY made our acquaintance in fifth grade, and except for a year's trial of California, has been a universally beloved member of our class ever since. During study periods, she may usually be glimpsed reclining with truly Thom-sonian grandeur on the one much-coveted couch, a subdued double for Janet Gaynor in the pose of the model concentrating senior. Peg’s flare for translation has gained for her the admiration of the rest of the French B strugglers. while the enchanting elves and damsels that she causes to come into evidence on every available scrap of paper are the star number on the Senior room program of entertainment. ( 23 ]

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The Tatler of 1932 miniiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiitiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiimiiuiiiiiiuiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiniiiiiiiiiiiniiiiiiiiiimiiiiiiiiiniiiiiiinniiiiiiiiuiiniiiuiimimmiiiiiiiiiimiiiimiiiiiiiiiiiiiniiiiiiiiiiiiiiui Eleanor Smith “So young and yet so wise!” ELIE” or “Smitty” (she answers to both) has been a petite, but indispensable part of the class since fourth grade. Upon “Knobby’s” arrival there began a feud as to which one was the shorter. At last “Elie” has been outdistanced and has become, unquestionably, our smallest member. If it were not for the uncanny insight into the ambiguity of algebra and her patience in giving explanations in history. I’m sure much of these subjects would remain shrouded in mystery for many of us. Part of her duties, the collection of locker fines from avaricious classmates, might well have exhausted a huskier person. Altogether. “Smitty” is essential to the fun. the fights, and the fervent studies of this year's Seniors. No higher praise could be accorded to anyone. I 22 1

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The Tatler of 1932 iiiiiiiitiiiiiiiiiiiiiniiiitiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiMiiiiiiiiiiiniiiHiiii'MiiiiiiiiiiiiiniiiiuiiiimiiiMiiinmiiimiiMiimiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiHinnHiHMiiimHiimniHimmMHnmmmimiiinniiiiramin Evelyn Wood “And still we gazed, and still our wonder grew. That one small head could carry all she knew.” WHERE would our class have been without Evelyn? Many the day that she has faithfully represented the Seniors at Sports'' with lone dignity. While most of us live in dread of the morning tardy bell, Evelyn's slate is clear of tardinesses. She is always safely ensconced in our Senior stronghold while the bulk of the class are still running breathlessly down the back hill. The case with which she surmounts the most colossal assignments in a truly phenomenal manner is the envy of all her classmates. We predict innumerable Phi Beta Kappa Keys and reverently offered degrees for the greatest rock of wisdom” of whom we of '32 are glad to be able to boast. 1 24 ]