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

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“THE CONNING TOWER” 192 8 21 We were all interested in the semi-annual election held in February, because our class-mate, Betty, was elected governor. Leah, who had served as our president for a year and a half, now transferred her responsibilities to Ruth. The main feature of the year for the C’s was the presentation of “The Merchant of Venice”, given before the public and the student body. Graduation this year was especially sad to us because of the leaving of our school-mates with whom we had entered. Chapter III. Back again! What a radical change! We were informed that the three year courses had been extended to four years. Thus our class was to separate, seven of our members leaving at the end of the year. Although divided, we still co-operated and considered ourselves united. Men believe themselves to be highly capable of carrying on political affairs, so we gave Jimmy an opportunity to verify this fact by selecting him as our class president. Some of us enjoyed the real experiences of a teacher by training in the Model School, Orford High School and by substituting. After three years of eventful college life, an exclusive C3H3 party was held at Langdon Park, as a farewell to our classmates who were leaving at the end of this year. The Commencement this year was more impressive to us, because we realized that half of our class would not be with us in September. Chapter IV. September 13, 1!)27. and we are truly seniors! IIow different everything is, many new faculty members, hour periods, and our class in the minority, numbering only eight. Our first semester classes consisted of six members because Maizie and Eva were out training. The week-end of October 8. found all the members of the C4 class at Loonside Camp, with Miss Hodgdon and Miss Neely as chaperons. Since then, the cry of the class has been, “When can we go again?” The various social functions this year were the Governor’s ball, the Christmas party and pageant, and the Valentine party. We feel that we have been well represented in the extra-curricular activities, in the Christmas and June pageants by Dot. Maude, and Teddy; in student government by Dot, Steve, Teddy, Maude and Mick; in athletics by Dot, Steve, Maude, Teddy, Maizie and Til lie. Dot is our debater and Maizie, our actress.

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20 “THE CONNING TOWER” 1928 Class History Introduction. In September, 1924, we entered I X. S. to realize aspirations in the teaching profession. Little did we realize that we were to In the pioneers of the four year classes. Chapter I. On the evening of our arrival we gathered in Livermore Hall to receive instructions regarding the courses. From tin assembled number, twenty-four maids and one lonely Jimmie became members of our class. On our return to Mary Lyon Hall we gathered in the lobby, where the gleaming flames in the fireplace cheered homesick freshmen, and school songs instilled in us all the true spirit of the school. During the pre-IIallowe'en days, green was our favorite color; and for the first time for many of us, we displayed our abilities anywhere from the role of a wash-woman to that of an actress. The climax of initiation came with the banquet of Hallowe'en eve. The entertainment for the evening consisted of speeches by Dr. Silver. Dr. Lamson. and class officers, stunts by the “Kid Faculty”, and a basket-ball game in the gym. N'ow that we were juniors we became united under the name of the C1H1 (Mass, and Leah was chosen our president. The approach of Christmas gave us an opportunity to show our appreciation to the upper (class men) by giving them a Christmas party in the lobby. How can we forget that period between Christmas vacation and Easter? It was at this time that we were all introduced to the hypodermic needle, because of the scarlet fever epidemic; but even quarantine had its joys. Time passed very quickly. During the beautiful month of May we had our May breakfast, the serenade to the seniors, and our play, “Spreading the News”, which served as our initiation into the Pan-Athenian Society. In June we witnessed our first Commencement Exercises of P. X. S. We did our share in making the exercises impressive by having our class represented in the pageant. Chapter II. Dow quickly our summer vacation passed. On our return we felt much happier and greater because of the fact that we were middlers. Three years seemed so long to some of our class-mates that they did not return: thus we were sixteen in number. Initiation came again but this time wt did the honors. Christmas came with its usual festivities, a party in the gym and the pageant. Here we find our class represented.

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22 “Til E CONN I NG TOWER ’ 19 2 8 Commencement is here and we are proud of the honor to In the first four year class to graduate from 1 N. S. We know that our extra year has aided us both intellectually and socially, causing us to be better equipped to uphold the high ideals of our Alma Mater. M. McDonough, M. Stevens. Class Prophecy Ten winters of teaching, five summers of study, at last the degree earned. “Oh dear, how glad 1 am of a chance to rest , 1 murmured to myself as I sank wearily into my ever welcoming, comfortable, old chair. But though weariness encompassed me within its embrace, my brain refused to stop its active exploring of a hundred and one different ideas. That morning I had raised sufficient courage to steel myself to the ordeal of asking my superintendent for a year’s leave of absence for travel. Contrary to my expectations he agreed heartily to my plans and assured me that lie would have no difficulty in dealing with the school board. I had triumphed,—and now to choose my traveling companion. From ten years of reality to one year of dreams! My eyes grew heavv-lidded. closed, and then—we were in India. India! that land of incense, mystery, beauty; that land of spices, sunshine, novelty. Wandering about the streets of Mandalay, we saw many vendors peddling their various wares and calling out in sing-song, monotonous voices. As we went along into a narrow, untidy side street, we noticed a lean, swarthy individual with a once clean turban wound around his head, bowing obsequiously to us and motioning for us to come nearer. 1 hesitated because everything seemed so obnoxious; but my friend urged that we see what he had to offer, so we went up to where he was standing. As we drew nearer we noticed a clear, sparkling crystal resting on a snowy, white cloth brought into sharp relief against the man’s filthy appearance. Mere was a fortune teller, and nothing would do but that my friend must have her future foretold. As she snt cross-legged on a heap of cushions, the Indian Cautioned her to maintain silence. However, it was not her future she was to behold, but those of her former classmates of Plymouth Normal School. My friend watched skeptically at first, and then intently. I leaned forward to see at what she was gazing. Figures appeared in the crystal and we watched spellbound. What were those indistinct figures. Ah! They were getting clearer and clearer and we gasped as we saw a familiar, well loved figure preparing tin excellent food for our President at the White House. Many a time during our four years at P. X. S. we had sampled Tillies cooking; but we never expected her to receive the highest culinary honor in the United States, although we always knew that she would rise to great heights.