Northrop Collegiate School - Tatler Yearbook (Minneapolis, MN)

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Kathryn Harper And still they gazed, and still the wonder grew That one small bead could carry all she knew. '—Goldsmith Kay, explain this!” This familiar cry can be heard at any hour in the Senior Room. Almost everyone agrees that it is Kay who pulls us through our tougher courses. Her energetic and efficient participation in every school activity has made her an inspiring leader of the class. She has always been a staunch supporter of the Glee Club, and an inevitable member of every varsity team. Among her other extra-curricular activities Kay has become interested in dentistry which career promises her a shining future. Kay is one of the few who possess the rare combination of beauty and brains, and her unusual sense of humor, far above the ordinary Senior Room brand of jokes, make her a paragon of perfection among a class of parasites. ’48 Treasurer of Class ’48 Dance Club ’47, ’48 World Affairs Club ’48 Music Ensemble ’48 School Procedure Committee ’48 Library Committee ’46, ’47, ’48 Senior Glee Club ’46 Senior Dramatic Club ’45, ’46, ’47, ’48 Varsity Hockey ’47 Co-Treasurer of League ’45 Athletic Committee ’45 Junior Dramatic Club ’45 Junior Glee Club ’45, ’46, ’47 Varsity Basketball 26

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Elizabeth Hanmer By be composers they loir, ye shall know the texture of men's souls. —Galsworthy Tall, slender, and blonde, Betty’s delicate looks correspond to her sensitive nature. She is unquestionably our class esthete, and to the awe of her teachers and stupider fellow seniors, she shows flawless taste in the fine arts. Music, especially, is Betty’s forte—there is a marked contrast between her preference for Brahms’ first symphony and the Spike Jones specialties enjoyed by other uncouth seniors. However, Betty has her lighter side, and many a deep senior room discussion has begun to pall only to have the gloom dispersed by one of Betty’s whimsical jokes. Betty’s innocent demeanor belies the true character known by her friends who recognize that certain twinkle in her eye, to be the precursor of one of her utterances, so typical of her humor, her taste, and of Betty herself! ’47, ’48 World Affairs Club ’48 Secretary of Public Relations Committee ’48 Dance Club ’48 Music Ensemble 25

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Helen Hewitt A man is always better than a book ”—Parker Ho, hum, I think I have an obsessive compulsive complex,” murmurs our class psychiatrist as she saunters into the Senior Room about lunchtime. But this discovery docs not deter H. Hewitt; she continues through a dull day pulling high honor roll marks without apparent effort. Helen, the senior Dorothy Dix, ever ready to listen to the woeful talcs of twenty-eight other seniors, is the proverbial friend in need.” She is also an avid anthropologist, and among her more famous remarks is the inevitable, Miss Chambers, may I do a paper on the cavemen instead of Friday’s assignment?” We shall remember Helen for her seeming vagueness, which is her way of eluding undesirable questions, her stunning looks, and her fascinating problems. Those arc unforgettable, n’est-ce pas, Helen? ’48 Dance Club ’48 Entertainment Committee ’48 Vice-President of World Affairs Club ’47 Co-Treasurer of League 27