Oakhurst Collegiate School - Acorn Yearbook (Cincinnati, OH)

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tions were set down in ten laws and posted in the main hall. They were exceptionally good rules. Yes, indeed, but they caused, strange to say, much rebellion, and for several days the Seniors actually had to block the front door to keep the impudent Freshmen from entering at the Senior entrance. They became expert, too, at taking down disapproved hair and snatching off broad girdles. It was plain that an army was needed to keep order, and as none was forthcoming, the laws had to be modified. To what noble and lofty height their Freshnesses might have risen some day if only they had abided by those simple rules, will never be known. Now, together, we have almost reached the top of our oak tree. Somehow we don't feel so eager to graduateeto jump out into the air and swing to whatever branch we come. There is a grateful feel- ing and a love deep rooted in the oak tree, and, like Peter Pan, we shall always love it and wish to go back to it, that is, to Miss Kendrick, our faculty and the spirit of our Alma Mater. THE CLASS HISTORIAN, 1914. 17

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I must now drop the official gigglers and turn your attention to Marjorie Lowman. At a tender age the dear child showed a strong regard for fresh air. This regard grew so vital with her that she be- came a veritable Major Ozone, whose first thought on entering a room is for the windows. We feel that it will go with her through life, and that after attain- ing the topmost limb of the tree of knowledge, she will be wafted forth on the zephyrs. At the end of this year, all the Freshies carried bouquets for the Senior Commencement. This was the last of the Freshmen events. In 1911 and 112, the Sophomore period, Margaret Windisch and Sarah Oliver added their divine pres- ences to our number. With Margaret came a marked advancement in the art of the day. Many examples of her drawing are still, after these many years, to be found thoughout the school, especially in the Mathematics Department. Sarah Oliver was a precocious youngster in whose presence it was dangerous to use slang. The dear child disapproved so heartily. She was one of those favored mortar endowed with a bright mind and the power to wiggle her ears. She was likewise quite an addition to the Gigglers' Club. By the end of the Sophomore period hair ribbons were an unknown quantity, and shoe tops seldom to be seen. In 1911 and 12, the Junior year, while the class were swinging from bough to bough three-fourths of the way up the tree, Katharine V., surname Schell, 16 came into prominence and settled the fact that the class name was certainly Katharine. She also as- tounded the class with her ready-on-the-dot history, and likewise ready-on-the-dot jokes and puns. One fine day in the first of the Junior year, small Windyii Sherrill ioriginal name Jeannettei appeared on the horizon from the state which has sent so many pretty girls to Oakhurst and elsewhere, Kentucky. My, you could listen to that girl talk for hours. Hannah Workum and Margaret Windisch stand as shining lights in mathematics. All through our career we, the rest of us, have tnotl been noted for our mathematical brains. In 1913 the poor thirteen of us tioundered through Geometry, only saved at last by the life preservers Which Miss Fox threw to us. 1913 and '14. With the dawning of this last period of our his- tory, the Senior year, a slight reformation seemed evident. The faces of all were a little more pur- poseful. This time all hair was fastened up and the skirts clung tightly around the ankles, save where slits gave a slight freedom to the step. This last year Susan Semple came to graduate with us, the last but not least of the fourteen. If Oakhurst had a daisy chain, black-eyed Susan would certainly go into it. The Senior year began with many good resolu- tionsefor the Freshmen. After several parliament- ary meetings on the part of the Seniors, these resolu-

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ATE one evening I settled myself com- fortably back in a Morris chair with my '- I History book in my hand to prepare for an examination on the following day. I read far into the night, not realiz- ing how late it really was, for Washington had started to cross the Delaware, and it was far too interesting to give up. I read and read until at last everything seemed to grow very vague, the room became misty and queer. Suddenly I heard a low rumbling sound which seemed to get louder and louder. I j umped up, only to tind, to my utter amazement, a queer little man standing before me. He was altogether unlike any human being 1 had ever seen. He was very small and plump, his long ROPHECY OF 18 w ; beard and hair giving him rather a ferocious appear- ance. His little suit of green which fitted him so closely was topped off with a small jacket of leather which matched his pointed slippers and hat. I was too frightened to speak, but, taking 011' his hat and bowing very low, the little man said that he had heard that I had many years back been a mem- ber of the Class of 1914 at the Oakhurst Collegiate School, and that he had something in his possession which he thought would greatly interest me. So saying, he took me by the hand and imme- diately I found myself transported into a grove which I had never before seen. The trees were heavy foli- aged, their branches meeting above, so that the twink- ling of the stars could scarcely be seen. The lovely