Northrop Collegiate School - Tatler Yearbook (Minneapolis, MN)

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14 The Tatler of 1933 lONE KUECHLE She talked, she smil'd, my heart she wyl’d. She charmed my soul, I wist na Ijow.” Horses, horses, she’s crazy over horses”— even to the extent of being late to a frat dance! She’s another one of those deceptive-looking people, and although she has never been caught off her guard, we know that those big brown eyes aren't dreamy for nothing. It is gathered that her thoughts and heart at this point arc in the navy, in spite of the fact that there arc at least twenty other authentic claims and rumors. doris McKenzie My heart's in tlje highlands, my heart is not fere. My In-art's in the highlands a-chasing my dear. It’s said that Doris, neat and sweet, is the sole remaining example of that now almost extinct Old Fashioned Girl, but don’t let her innocent appearance fool you. Bets arc five to one that she will be the first to succumb to that popular pastime of name-changing, which, of course, is never achieved by blushes alone. And who ever heard of an O. F. G. who was late or absent every single Monday morning?

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The Tatler of 1933 13 HARRIET HINELINE SAr i bonnie, blooming, straight, and tall, And lang ms had our hearts in thrall Hatty” is in a class by herself. No one else could do Spring dances finishing with a hearty fall and not be the least bit embarrassed. Maybe it’s because there arc always plenty of men to aid this damsel in distress. Martial music stirs her and it is said that she can spot a uniform four miles away. But true or not, the fact is that she attends the military balls for miles around. BETTY JANE JEWETT Her looks Here like a flower in May, Her smile uas like a summer morn.” Betty Jane left the Senior Room one seventh period and immediately all of us flocked to the closet to try on her new lid. We were sorely disappointed to find that the hat, so becoming to Betty made us all look like sea-sick sailors. So again we had to admit that Betty has a style of her own. We’ve often envied her ability to wrap everyone from grandpas to kindcr-gartners around her finger. Some gals get all the breaks!

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The Tatler of 1933 15 JANE McMILLIN Her ft!innate out-lust red the pride o' the i print, And, Ob! bow the frolicked—gay on the wing. I am William Turner; Tucker is my name.” Jane’s break in the Lincoln-day play is a classic of the Senior room, but she fully made up for it by her dramatic and awe-inspiring rendition of the role of God of Fate” in the Senior Class Plays. Jane frequently tires of being a Maedchen in Uniform” and asserts her individuality by smuggling an orange dress to school and sneaking it on in the cloakroom when nobody’s looking. EDITH RIZER CHAIRMAN OF ATHLETIC COMMITTEE Oh why the deuce should I repine And be an ill-forehod er?” Edie says she owes her all-round athletic ability to practice gained by slinging Dimp around the Senior Room, but that’s bull-oney. It’s entirely due to eating grapenuts for breakfast and to trying to stuff herself into the waste basket when she hears Miss French storming up with awkward questions. One of the very best things she does is picking-up, wherefore the Hill-Toppers at Hopkins no longer wonder where their pet phonograph record went.