Palmer Institute Starkey Seminary - Echo Yearbook (Starkey, NY)

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fr Q i , 'Nii X'-XZ 4 f O mm, QM ,Tl '-'11-I - - 7 Z Betty Crissey arrived on the scene about this time. She never misses a game, they told nie. The coach likes to have someone to discuss the game intelligently with him. Betty, too, has made a place for herself as athletic instructor in an Eastern woman's college. We remember Betty's pluck and grit as dating back to the days when, during vacations, she used to ride her father's mule. This evening, I went to a recital at Carnegie. Even before the noted young pianist struck her first chord, we all knew that the debut of Alice Lorraine Voorhees would be the greatest in many seasons. The personality and appearance, as well as the immense success of a couple of popular pieces, would assure that. VVhen I first caught a glimpse of her, that tall dark haired lady in the flame colored dress, I was almost afraid to send the message I had for her. But I did, and after that great performance, she smiled over at me. Yet, that girl will go far! It must be admitted, too, that advertising helps a lot. With Paul VVarner, famous commercial artist, to manage her publicity, she ought to climb to the very top. Paul is still to be found near Allie-the handsome pair left together. I noticed them just before I returned home. lily lucky day is over. VVith many like it, it won't be long now before you may become a star reported, Edith G. De Ryder, and win some fame for yourself instead of just writing about other people's. Tzvmzty-sezfe1z

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.e lgrnphrrg The poor reporter certainly has a tough time of it, running around town try- ing to obtain some vestige of news and then having to write it up so as to engage people's interest. It is a lucky day when he does not find it necessary to use all his art to do this, whenevery interview is interesting in itself. Judging by this standard, this had been my first really lucky day in 1938, and here it is October. The luck began early when I took up my pencil at that famous trial which for the last month had been absorbing all New York's interest. A glance around me disclosed no anxious faces, merely hopeful ones and resigned ones. There never had been much doubt as to the outcome of any case in which lVIarietta F. Mould, Ll.D., consented to 'take sides.' It was a real sensation, after the expected verdict had been given, to feel the friendly hand-clasp of this old school-mate, recently become so famous and influential. I descended the court house steps and hopped a buss up-town to the new memorial hospital where Lewis W. Gicker, that revoluntionary among modern surgeons, had just performed his most successful operation. Fame had not changed him, but suc- cess had developed in him a distinguished professional manner. When finally we left the field of his labors, it was together. He had explained a luncheon engagement with a mutual friend, and with a new-found generosity had asked me to go along. It was a short walk to one of the older hotels with a famous grill. We waited on the balcony--a few moments only, until a young woman of unique charm ap- proached, followed by several persistent young cubs. Clearly, it was inevitable that this much-discussed young novelist should create quite a stir wherever she went. Just one publication had been made under the name of Virginia Ballentyne Grifhng, and that is just what you would have expected-a clever, original novel, showing much thought with little effort. If Ginny never worked very hard, it was because she didn't ever have to. You're going to the game, too, of course. Of course! Then we'd better step on it. We're going to meet Chuck Corwith and go up with him. Oh, I forgot, he has to come all the way from Brooklyn. In spite of the distance, it was not long before he showed up, witty and wise as ever, looking a trifle bored, perhaps, but every inch a man who put everything into life and got a lot out. Chuck had become a great leader in the business world, as everyone always knew he would, with that head and that disposition. Then Coach Harold Hankey put in his appearance. Time had subdued neither his fiery red hair. l-lankey always did know his athletics, but there must have been more to it than that, judging from that team he turned out. No wonder all the big colleges in the country are trying to obtain his services! pi! Twen fy-six

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I , -A Lb'-4 Qing 221.2 51 Twenty-eight Qllama mem Here on the ship of life we stand Looking out oyer the sea of fate- Armed with hope, 'tis a noble band- Our Class of Twenty-eight. Our shields and bucklers are youth and strength, And we gaze with a fearless eye At thc rough sea's sweep and the awesome deep And the turbulent waves dashed high. However the breakers may! heave and roll Fraught with danger and care, Our valient crew will conquer them all And laugh at the villain Despair. lVild tempests and breakers, wind and wave, May seek to swamp our faith, But our strength and hope will weather the storm, He whom we trust will keep us safe. VVe hesitate not to disembark, We are not afraid of the shoalsg Our eagerness swells to be off to the sea And nothing can daunt our souls. We're riding out on the ship of life, Looking far o'er the sea of fate, And we'll see success ride in on the tide To our Class of Twenty-eight. -Hlariettzz F. Illould