Pennsylvania School of Horticulture for Women - Wise Acres Yearbook (Ambler, PA)

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FACULTY and STAFF Mrs. Janies Busih-Bro vn.....................................Director Miss Anna E. Heick.................................Assistant Director Dr. Ruth J. Patrick Mrs. J. Folsom Paul Miss Margaret 10. Watt Mr. John A. Andrew, Jr Mr. James Bush-Brown Mrs. Edith G. Chevney Miss Mary Enck Miss Katherine E. Barber Miss Virginia 10. Leader $4 4, T. A cejfi , • •• 7

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WISE-ACRES Editor An-( 'Irief. Assistant Editor... STAFF .. Barbara J. Brown .. Penelope D. Smith Literary Editor Assistant Literary Editor Ann E. Heartt Lillian Lnben Phofoyra-ph ic Editor Louise B. Clark Assistant Photographic Editor Marilynn Mitchell Art Editor Ruth ('. Yates IIamor Editor A. Doris Net wick Assistant Art Editor Margaret van Buren A ssistan t Humor Edit or Florence B. Smoogen Advertising Staff Mary Jane DeMuth, Manager Virginia Bacon, ’42 Dorothy F. Barry Eleanor ). Lamb B a si ness M a nager Jean (Graham Assistant Easiness Manager Alice Feuchtwanger, ’42 6

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T H E HISTORY FLASHBACKS By Mrs. .Jnines Bush-Brown 1908 On a quiet country road beyond the village of Ambler lies the McAlonan farm. The somber, old house, with its coating of mud-brown stucco has been the scene of many a pleasant family gathering, and in the autumn the amply proportioned barns have always been well filled, for Sammy McAlonan has tilled his acres well. But Sammy is growing old now. His ruddy, weather-beaten face is deeply lined, and lie moves more slowly as he goes about his work. The years have brought many changes. His sons have grown up and gone, his daughters have married and moved away, and Sammy McAlonan has begun to feel troubled and anxious about his farm. As he sits before the fire on winter evenings lie ponders long and thoughtfully over his problems. Perhaps, if a chance came, it might be well to sell the farm, since there is no one left to carry on. Perhaps— 1910 A horse and buggy jog slowly down the dusty country road. The two women in the buggy are talking together. They are discussing their plans for a school, a new type of school quite unlike.anything which exists in America — a school modeled after the English colleges of gardening where girls and women will bo taught practical country things. They have been looking for a farm where such a school might be established, and they are on their way to see the old McAlonan place which they have been told is for sale. The horse and buggy draw up before the door of the old farmhouse, and Jane Haines ami her good friend Eleaiiore Steward son glance about. The dignified old barns in the background make a pleasant composition; a few cows are grazing in the pasture; the old, gnarled apple trees in the orchard along the road have already set their fruit, and Sammy McAlonan is cultivating his corn in the field beyond the meadow. A sense of peace and quiet and beauty pervades the countryside. 1911 It is a cold, bleak day in February, but within the old farmhouse there is a cheerful flurry. It is today, the 10th of February, that the School of Horticulture will open its doors to receive its first students. At last the alterations to the old house have been completed, and everything is in readiness. Jane Haines is there, calm and quiet amid all the excitement, and with Miss Collins, the principal, she is waiting to welcome the three students who have registered for entrance. 1915 It is four years since the first students began their training at the School of Horticulture, and already the School shows signs of healthy growth and expansion. The old farmhouse can no longer furnish adequate accommodations for the rapidly increasing student group, and a new building is being erected across the driveway. On the first floor there will be a pleasant sitt ing room for the students, and a large classroom, and there will be bedrooms on the second and third Moors. Two new greenhouses have been built on the slope beyond the walnut tree, and a new potting 8