Pierre S DuPont High School - Pierrean Yearbook (Wilmington, DE)

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lllllill IIIIITIII Oh, Alma Mater, Glorious To thee we lift our song, Thy loyal sons and daughters, Are valiant, true, and strong. Blue and gray we honor thee Oh lead us on today. Hail! duPont High School Lead us on to victory. CHORUS: Hail! Alma Mater Royal hlue and gray. Hail! duPont High School Thy spirit live for aye! May thy children e'er he loyal Thy glory never fail. Hail! duPont High School Our Alma Mater, Hail! Thy standards true we'll keep always Thy syrnhol of thy might, Thy precepts of our student days, Thy motto, Be U pright! And when upon fame's lofty height There waves the Blue and Gray, Hail! duPont High School, Thy glory live for aye. i

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by two assistants, jane Holland and Herman White. Dramatic lessons were being given by Kitty Voss, dramatic coach of that famous stage star, Fay Davis. The teachers were entertained by a musical show fea- turing Mary Dougherty and her trained seals. The comedy was supplied by Ben Simon and his custard pie throwing stooge, Blanche Davis. New dance routines and costumes were featured by the chorus consisting of Edith Andress, Erma DeCorse, Sylvia Chesler, and Mary Zographon, with dancing by Isa- bella Dever. Orchids to Ruth Zebley, Audrey Welch, and Martha Straw, reporters to Teachers' Guide, who threw tomatoes and other vegetables at the squeaking soprano. The usher who found Eugene Wessells, the detective who had been lost in the fifth balcony for Eve days, was john Bull. All those fainting from the scream in the third act rendered by Betsey Whitehead were revived by nurse Dorothy Dunn. This act was from the mystery play starring Elsie Mardecz, to entertain the teachers. Peter Bunitsky and Fred Millar sold refreshments throughout the play. Applause was given by Helen Bartley, Mar- garet Morgan, Elinor Taylor, and Mary Guthrie. Last P. M. I saw the preview of the great movie epic, The Lives of a Private Doctor, starring that mushy hearthrob, Charles Schreiner. The plot, what there was of it, was written by Ruth jones, M.G.M.'s leading script writer. The feminine oomph was supplied by Elizabeth Burchell, who gave her usual fine performance. The technical adviser was in- fected by the presence of Dr. Jeannette Smith, pro- fessional cut-up. The preview audience was hon- ored by the presence of the former Doris Cline, now the famous falling arch specialist's wife. Her guest was Mary Broughall, travelling missionary. The M.G.M. studio decided to lend a professional touch g5i,i3iif '3 1, i, in the operating scene by having Mae Forman and Betty Day, professional nurses, perform. At the recent Artist and Model Ball your reporter with his press agent, Dan Conly, had his fill of art and artists. Commercial artists Elmer Reynolds and Nancy Hume previewed their latest advertisement, ads on the ceiling of dentists' ofiices. If the drawings don't get rid of the toothache, the dentist will. Sophie Roman and Helen Heal displayed in draw- ings, and Eleanor Dent and Helen Snowberger modeled their latest clothes creations. The tryout of the new Radio-television station I.C.U., owned and operated by the sourball and radio magnate, Bill Bird, was quite a success. The hit of the show was the dancing of Lillian McGon- igle. After a hectic day your reporter visited the li- brary for a little peace and quiet. However, I walked right into a jam session held by the librarians. Norma Walker, wife of the Dean of U.N.C., led the festivities. Dorothy Moran took time out from her library duties to run over to the zoo to run her pea- nut stand. Jeannette Keegan, head librarian who refused Hollywood contracts to browse among the books, won the jitterbug contest. Furnishing the music for this shin-dig was Nolan Boyer with his band, featuring Charles Parrott and Charles Norton, trumpetersg Bob Halliday, trombonistg and Julia Scout, vocalist. But with all this excitement I found to my amazement someone sitting over in a corner looking very gloomy. Upon approaching, I found that it was Dinky Knight, heart-broken because she had broken her three-inch fingernail which had taken her four years to grow. Well, Dinky, it looks as if you will have to start from scratch.

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