Northrop Collegiate School - Tatler Yearbook (Minneapolis, MN)

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The Tatler of 1932 IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIMIIMIIIIIIIIIIIIIIMIIIillilllMIIIIIHIIIIMIIIIIIIIIIIinillllllllinilllllllllMIIIMIIIMIIIIIIIMIIIIIIIIIIMIIIIIIIIIIMIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIiailiaiNIMIIIIItllltllllfllllUlllllllltIMmilllllllllimilllllllllll Diary of a Modern Pepys Monday. ROSE early and to school. In the cloak-room. I did spend much time trying to locate an hanger. And so to chapel where tried mightily to remember all the verses of “Onward Christian Soldiers” while marching in. (Did fail miserably.) In French we did shiver and shake while Mademoiselle reminded us of the values of fresh air and the dire results of a poor circulation. And so to recess where we did don heavy coats, descend the stairs, and huddle around the radiator until the bell rang. And thence to English and History where did recite feebly, if at all. I noticed more yawns than brilliant recitations—Blue Monday! To luncheon where I did gape in wonder as Jane Arnold downed eight cookies and all extra deserts at one sitting. At Music I did sit close as possible to the piano so as to keep in tune while I sang about “Merry June.” (I would ’twere here.) And so to Biology where did break test-tube with much clatter. In cloak-room I encountered difficulty in finding my rubbers. And so home to eat. Thoughts While Strolling THAT uncontrollable desire to chortle in class when Marion Carlson makes a face. In history - Alice Sparks pronouncing Bellerophron’s steed—“Peg-ass-us.” Gee whiz! Mary Dodge, the coming historian. Wonder if Henrietta Arthur ever loses her temper. Harriet Hine line—“Can’t-I-hear-it?” Louise Walker getting an inspiration and sketching madly. Matilda Trezevant—a Marietta, Georgia, girl who made good in city. Edith Rizer. the coming Olympics champion—just a clinging vine! Personal nomination for the noisiest girl in the room—Jane Walker! Catherine Gilman s hair is falling down, falling down, my fair lady! Mary Louise Scriver. the coming portrait painter. Her portrait of our noted president is really good. Lavinia Alder, the great sports promoter, making speeches like a veteran campaigner. Wonder if Jane Arnold ever attends sports? Margaret Benson boasting of her bursting beaver coat—a genewine antique, she claims. Dimpy Baker and Helen Jane Sweet talking in rhymed couplets. Wonder if they understand their own gibberish? Personal nomination for the best alibis for not having one's French lesson— Jane McMillan's. The sisters Anson rushing about trying to locate each other at the end of the day. Barbara’s horse laugh—Hee Haw!—or is that a donkey's? I turn green with jealousy over Barbara Scriver s complexion. Also over Esther Hardenberg’s report card. Doris McKenzie, the man-hater. Yes? Catherine Seybold. the league treasurer, trying to balance her account book. Personal nomination for the sloppiest desk among the Juniors—Frances Godwin’s. I 27 ]

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The Tatler of 1932 THE SOPHOMORE CLASS Ruth Williams - -Helen Louise Hayden Katherine Boynton Francis Ward - President Secretary-Treasurer Class Representative Class Representative The Sophomore Slam Party This is our original idea for a Slam Party. Fill each blank with the name of a Sophomore and judge for yourself the truth of the Slam. For instructions on becoming a shrinking violet see Oh, where did ..............get those eyes? I may be.............. but oh me. oh my, Like Chesterfields. I satisfy. Personal to......... : Wanted, a sense of humor. An allegory! (hidden meaning to you) triumphantly exclaims Though...............has never been in Egypt she deserves the name of Ella. Be consoled . . . : curves are coming in again. ..........is our negative itch. .........when you are in prison, there may be some excuse. Oh, kid. cries .......... he’s a honey. ...........is our modern Circe. Does............affect Dorothy Parker as much as everything else? We’ve written a song called Dirge of a Fallen Angel and dedicated it to And........... still insists. I am a natural blond. Oh Art. what crimes does commit in thy name! Lead and I follow. The motto of ................ When a cutting remark is desired, call............. They say................has nervous energy, but we call her blank annoying. The line” of ...............pulls in the fishes, poor fishes. Who is this guy Caesar, anyway? moans .............. Sincere apologies to everybody, but we do hope you liked our Slam Party.” B. B. C. C. I 29 ]