Plymouth State University - Conning Tower Yearbook (Plymouth, NH)

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History of the Class of 1922 The time lias come the girls all said To talk of many things. Of feeds and hikes and camping trips. That life at Normal brings. As I remember the two year class of 1922 entered upon life at Normal School with a bit more fearlessness than is looked for in Freshmen. Of course it was slightly perplexing to know what to do and what not to do but the annual corn roast provided an opportunity to forget our self consciousness ami we soon began to feel very much at home. Beyond knowing there was such a thing as student government we were not impressed until the famous trial of the Fall of 1920 was held, and a few days later we attended our first Governor's Ball. After that student government and governor’s balls came more as a matter of course. We soon entered the ranks of the Y. W. and . A. and did our hit to help carry ou. Little do we realize how much these two organizations have done for us. Think of the many opportunities for pleasure they have provided, and associations that class activities could never provide. Hallowe'en! Did it hoihci the three years? No longer did they worry about stunts and star- vation. Oh. yes! We were prepared for starvation and worse. Few knew what hordes of eatables were stowed away in the dust closet that week. How depressed we were after we went all day without smiling. What torture to crawl out at six in the morning to learn of the new day’s persecution. We claim the honor of being the last class to meet Susie in any but a professional manner, but what a cold and clammy reception she gave us. Do you remember how the soy beans and hard tack got side tracked on the X and Y the night of the banquet and we got treated like regular folk instead of Presides? For once at least we were full and Hallowe'en, a week long dreaded but never regretted was over. Christmas came and we fell to work on preparations for the spread. It was over, all too quickly. How we envied the Seniors when they went caroling! The basket ball season arrived and Plymouth came out with a championship team, another Item of pride on an already long list.

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FOREWORD This hook is to remind us Of all our classmates dear. Of school days left behind us 'Ttao we travel far or near.

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.March 14 we Rave a St. Patrick’s party more for pleasure than for profit. Spring and its activities. We prepared for a serenade, but alas, the serenade was vetoed, but we got busy for another red letter meal the May Breakfast. Our endeavor to entertain the Y. W. took the form of a mock wedding with a few extras. That was not the only wedding of the evening for the Seniors staged one for the Man Dance. What a coincidence! The Hare and Hound was a novel event. The uncertain light of the moon caused us great anxiety in following the trail and the shouts of the other pursuing party kept us in a continual state of excitement. About this time we were putting ali onr efforts into making the pageant a success. Bad weather prevented its production at the time planned for. but we gave it the day of the Semi-Centennial. After the speeches and pageant we went to Utng-don Park for another speech, supper, and baseball. As Commencement week came we began to look upon the seniors' activities with interest and curiosity. Tree Day. Uist Chapel. Campfire anti Class Day made us realize that we would soon have senior privileges ami responsibilities. Vacation was over and remembering our first few lavs away from home we tried to keep the new girls from being too homesick. Things began coming thick and fast, informal entertainments for Y. W.. A. A., and classes, hikes, picnics, and elections. We can agree that our Lost River week end was the most enjoyable class affair we have ever had. Hallowe’en passed more uneventfully for us than it bad the year before. I think we rather enjoyed being the oppressors rather t hail t he oppressed. We enjoyed Christmas but dreaded the prospect of entering the training school. Prom then on we had little time for anything but work. Need we to be further reminded? Of course, we found some time for basket ball and track and were prouder than ever of tin records our teams made. Now we are about to leave our places here but, judging from the excellent things the Juniors have done, we feel no qualms at leaving the reputation of Plymouth Normal School to be uphold by the class of 1923. NKLI.IK MARC.ARKT FILMORB