Northrop Collegiate School - Tatler Yearbook (Minneapolis, MN)

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Cha Cha charms mothers at tea. Lower School students enjoy the instruments in the jane Ritchie Strand Music Room. Suzy Perry as Miss Blodgett at the Old Girls Party for the New.

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We are reprinting this story from the 1963 Tatler because it ex- presses Barbie's wonderful whimsy and warm-heartedness. MADEMOISELLE FROM ARMENTIERES Mademoiselle from Armentieres, commonly called Mamsie, was a stately lady, fourteen inches high. When moving along at an unbe- lievably slow pace, Mamsie's stomach would scrape along the sidewalk. This caused many people to wonder how she ever transported her seventy-five pounds from garbage can to gar- bage can. Mamsie was a portly basset-hound with sporty brown and white paws and a black coat. Along with the Peavey Fountain and the Water-tower she became a landmark of Ken- wood neighborhood. Because Mamsie be- friended every school child in the vicinity, she accumulated a large following. Mamsie became a member of our family twelve years ago on a stormy March evening. She was so frightened by the thunder and lightning that she slid and scampered all over the kitchen floor. We had no idea during her puppyhood that she would turn out to be the large, economy-size type of basset-hound. Mamsie from the beginning was patient and pleasant- tempered. Her good nature was often tested by a constant dull thud on her tail produced by my three-year-old sister's hammer. Mademoi- selle would sit there patiently with her tail spread out until she figured that Susie had had her thrill for the day. This accomplished, the two merry characters would gaily trot off. As a connoisseur of the finest horsemeat and the choicest garbage du jour, Mamsie often strewed a path of cans from one end of the alley to the other, enabling a pack of enraged housewives to track her down. In addition to this habit, Mamsie had the knack of running into the house with the dogcatcher right be- hind her. Mamsie, however, was always just in time, and the door would be bolted just before the dogcatcher got to the threshhold. Every spring the bundle of joyi' would bring in the remnants of dead fish and would have to be thoroughly rubbed, scrubbed, Udefiea-ed, and de-odorized. At the age of two, Mademoiselle became Car- nation Milk's best friend. In a period of two years and two litters, she was the proud mother of twenty-one puppies. Although now a mother, Mamsie managed to romp around with all of her twenty-one, sad-eyed and droopy-eared lovable pups. When Mamsie grew older, she was just as energetic, she still enjoyed gnawing on the mailman's tempting leg. But now her ears and stomach will no more rub softly along our carpets, and she will no longer rub past the furniture leaving a dark line of dirt on the upholstery. Since her hit-and-run death last March, the wee hours of the morning are no longer punctuated by her whining and snoring. By Barbara Clifford Grade 12

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