Oxford School - Oxfordian Yearbook (Hartford, CT)

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EDITORIALS Oh, have you heard? Jean has a sprained ankle and canit come to school for a week. She did it running downstairs yesterday when Ann was chasing her, and of course those awful three-inch heels caught in the hem of her dress. One might have thought that she was going to a tea-dance-she was so dressed up. But she was only going to a board meeting! Can you imaginefw And at the same time, to the cheerful tune of the famous Bracelet Band , a few studious students were pondering over Whitman's Thought , trying hopelessly to read in time with the very odd rhythm which the HB. B. insisted upon keeping. And then when rumors were verified as to the loss of Sally's ivory brooch fthe one, you will remember, with the beautiful silhouette of the great aunt of her second cousinl, the school was in a panic. Classes were dismissed at noon so that the building would be clear for the frantic search which was to ensue. But the brooch was never found, and Sally still weeps, even though the aunt was hut a very distant relation. Dk gk sk But Jean hasn't sprained her ankle and the Bracelet Band has not yet been incorporated. Neither has Sally lost her precious brooch. Why? Because Oxford still has her dress rules. After all, aren't you satisfied? This year the Chat has been soliciting advertisements from almost all the clubs in the school. To raise money for another one, they gave a Chat-Tea fpronounced Chatty J on April second. All the high school, the faculty, and the eighth grade were invited, and it took place in the assembly from four until five olclock. The members of the Chat Boards supplied the food, and we wish to thank them, because it certainly was good. We are afraid that at the end of the afternoon all the hostesses were exceedingly tired, but a good time was had by all, and we hope that Q The weather was certainly with the struggling school-girl this winter. just as we were feeling that it was getting us down, and that we couldn't go on any longer, a small cloud appeared on the horizon. lt grew and grew until it covered the entire sky, and then the snow began to fall. The snow was no little group of school-flakes out for a good time, it was a group of adult-flakes bound to make the most of the sh-ort time allotted to them. All night they cavorted and gambled in the wind, and in the morning they were still at it. Most of the ardent scholars of Oxford upon arising looked out of their windows and thankfully went back to bed. But some hardy spirits rose, dressed, and plowed for dugj their way out into the storm. We wouldnit say that it was a large showing at school that morning, but it was a brave one, and shows of what stuff some Oxfordites are made. The the Chat-Tea will become a custom. rest of the week was vacation, but no sooner had we arrived in school the next Monday, than our friend Snow came back again. So, after a noble and much-looked-forward-to announcement over the radio that night, Oxford was in- formed that school was closed for one more day. Ah, but the snow is now all over, and if the weather is going to give us any more holidays, it will have to be a flood-or burst of the watermainl 10

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The quotations from Milne on the following pages under the senior pictures are used by special permission of the copyright owners, E. P. Dutton Ez Company, New York. and are taken frum these books: Winnie-lhe-Pooh, Hnuse at Pooh Corner, Now We Ara: Six, When We Were Very Youmr. '9'-x5 'i'Yt 9'40 '