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

Text from Pages 1 - 100 of the 1937 volume:

Where the birches bend to the left and right.” “The Conning Tower” From which the life of P. N. S. is observed 1937 Plymouth Normal School .iflutto “ Illicit qui sc (illicit “ Jiii' conquers (who conquers himself ” ;]3erseberanre in effort m w TN £ ILoualty tn ibeals m m as granting for serfrice OS -5S. £ iifomnries tljat bless aitb burn a •5 X (Oppnrhutity for selfoexpr essinn w 1 a Unity foitlj humanity ns W ! . £ (trust in (Sub £ m £ Unnnr tn rnimtru anb se C ■= If xa m Malcolm Thompson Advertising Manager Marie Finnin Associate Editor Margaret Tracy Associate Editor Barbara Mulvanity Associate Editor Lillian Kcnison Editor-in-Chief Edward Sillari Editor-in-Chief Alice Long Advertising Manager Class Book Staff Hilda Flint Photography We sincerely appreciate Mrs. Furlong’s patient, kindly help and inspiration in making our class book a reality. We thank Miss Witham of the Commerce Department for her cheerful, efficient assistance. The Class Book Staff. Martha Ross Photography John Day Business Manager Ruth Halford Business Manager Agnes Trefcthcn Photography The Conning Tower of 1937 Table of Contents Dedication Class Ode President’s Message Faculty To President Silver Seniors “We Gladly Teach” Alumni The Campus Clubs and Organizations Campus Life in Pictures Sports Student Government Commencement 1936 Commencement Play Literature To the Reader In Mcmpriam Advertising [51 Gertrude I. Shaw Secretary to the President For your untiring efforts in the interests of each one of us, we dedicate to you our Classbook. “Serenity is her most noticeable characteristic, for, no matter what has happened, or how tired she is, she is always courteous and kindly, and acts as if the things she most wants to do is to attend to others’ needs. She responds to friendliness with a winsome smile, but remains business-like and casual in her official duties. “Twenty-five classes have known her and found her the same kindly, understanding personality and dignified officer.” Ernest L. Silver The Conning Tower of 1937 ODC CLASS or J?57 r ■ ■■ « t i E Tl� mpltn [-zp-.-rp-i mr r r -f- =fc= -f- f - • (u ■■■■ E -t-f r 4= =f= =f= , J 1 -V 1 , , - , 11 . , ..I ,-fWi PrV4- WW —i—i.l.t W1 —i— —i—— [..g. U-.j J !-■ a I '' ' ; ' v ; ' ; j EE 1 J ■ 1 fM=U= r4 cs £ r4-i j 1 a iii - - j L|ili-LL o To thee, O Conning Tow'r, we bring Our hymn of love and praises sing; We ask thy blessing as we go upon our way, To find our place in this New Day! Great arc the heights wc long to climb. Deep arc the truths we needs must find, Grant us the strength to climb and eyes to see the light; Give to us Strength! Give to us Sight! Grant to us joy that comes, when life Tells us of love and sacrifice, Tries to defeat us and we laugh and rise again. Give to us Joy! Give to us Pain! May we not lose the vision clear Of fairer, nobler worlds by far Than this, and of a race of men who will be free,— Our vision for humanity! To thee, O Conning Tow’r, wc raise This, our last song of love and praise, Thy spirit guide us as we go upon our Quest; For life that’s full! For life that’s best! [7| Ernest Leroy Silver The President's Message The Class of 1937 leaves college with reasonable hope of finding work to do. Let that work be well conceived. Your country calls for your intelligent thought and action in affairs political. Your college years have been times of political ferment; years when economic principles of long acceptance have been challenged and social philosophies once held fanciful and unworkable are seriously championed by strong leaders. Individual liberty and democratic government have been lost to some nations; new tyrannies for old ones have come to other peoples. Ten million young voters who have reached majority in recent years will soon shape the destinies of America. The educated voter must be a force unfailing. The Conning Tower of 19 3 7 Your state anticipates, and justice to yourself requires, worthy use of your investment in education and special training. The hope of a republic is an intelligent citizenry. Your state, like others, believes that education of all the people is a necessary investment to the end of state security. To the individual and to society, education should bring all the finer things of life, material as well as spiritual. As you train youthful eyes to see, ears to hear, and stimulate minds to intelligent and pleasurable comprehension, you will gather returns from the investment in satisfaction to yourself, good to the state, and happy living to the pupil. That teacher fails whose passing years of experience open no new vistas of opportunity, give no better insight into teaching, and produce no finer accomplishments. The good teacher is forever a student. Your Alma Mater expects, and self respect demands, loyalty to your profession. Be happy and proud that you are teachers; there is no other work more noble. There are ignoble teachers and incompetent ones. You should not be incompetent; you will not be ignoble. Loyalty to your profession will make you scientific in method, industrious and resourceful in techniques, self-critical of results, and always ready to accept new ideas after careful consideration. Not all new things arc fine; many old things are precious, even eternal in value. The conception of education as growth calls for the the open mind. Habits of thought, tradition, precedents, tend to be foes of the open mind. The teacher speaks as one having authority, and properly so, but the vice of excess in this respect may produce the closed mind. Wc are not loyal to the highest nature of our profession if we become fixed in our notions, bigoted, narrowly traditional or satisfied with limited scholarship. A dead thing is one that has ceased growing. The mind is practically dead when it is no longer concerned with thinking. The closed mind thinks little. Be concerned, then, for yourself and for your pupil, that you teach not what to think so much as how to think. Let us remember that we teach for the benefit of society, through individuals. All good teaching has its social implications. That teaching would be ideal, perhaps, which gives to all factual learning social significance, and evokes all finer things of the spirit, whose manifestations are beauty, goodness, and truth. Ernest L. Silver [9] The Conning Tower of 1937 Ernest I.croy Silver President Dartmouth College, B. I..; Pd. D.; Harvard Summer School. Herbert Huntington I.amson Natural Sciences Dartmouth Medical College, M. D. V Beatrice Ella Hodgdon Physical Education Plymouth Normal School; Posse Normal School; Harvard University, Summer Term; Columbia University, B. S.; A. M. Harry Preble Swett History and Social Science Amherst College, A. B.; Harvard University. A. M.; Harvard University, Summer School; Columbia University, Summer School. Geneva May Smith Mathematics Farmington State Normal School, Maine; Boston University, B. S. in Ed.; University of Maine, Summer School; (Leave of absence first semester, 1931-1932). William Frecmont Skelton Training School Supervisor Plymouth Normal School; Boston University, B. S. in Ed.; A. M. Guy Edwin Spearc Superintendent of Schools and Director of Training Dartmouth College, A. B.; Harvard University, Ed. M. Eva Earll Furlong English Cornell University, Ph.B.; A. M.; Columbia University Summer School. Ruth Olive Bozarth Geography Illinois State Normal University, B. Ed.; Columbia Teachers College, A. M. HOI The Conning Tower o j 1937 Robert John Ernst Commerce Iowa State Teachers’ College, A. B.; State University of Iowa. A. M. Charles Mack Abbott Mathematics; Science University of New Hampshire, B. S.; Teachers College, Columbia University, A. M.; Summer Session, Harvard University. Gertrude E. McGunigle Music Mount Holyoke College, A. B.; Teachers College. Columbia University, A. M.; Summer at Institute of Music Pedagogy, Northampton, Massachusetts. Voice study in Boston. Springfield, Indianapolis, and New York. Evelyn Marguerite Waugh History Farmington Normal School; University of Maine, Ph.B., A. B.; graduate work, University of Washington; University of California, A. M. Luther John Pollard Education Lawrence College, A. B.; University of Wisconsin, A. M.; Harvard University, Graduate School; Professor of Education and Philosophy, Lombard College; University of Maine. Robert L. Stevenson Art Massachusetts School of Art, B. S.; Boston University, Ed. M. Bertha Elizabeth Farrell French; Latin Middlcbury College, A.B.; graduate student, Middle-, bury College; Summer School, Middlebury College; (Leave of absence first semester, 1931-1932). Beatrice Mary Witham Commerce Tufts College, B. S.; Boston University, Ed. M.; Bryant and Stratton Business School. Summer Session and Evening Session. Robert Lucius Boyd Band Director and Gardener Massachusetts State College, B.S.; University of New Hampshire, Ed M. The Conning Tower of 19 3 7 Mildred I. LeMairc Health and Nursing Bridgewater, Mass., State Teachers College; Boston University, B.E.; Taunton State Hospital School of Nursing; Boston City Hospital, R.N. Rosamon Cole Assistant Librarian University of New Hampshire; Simmons College, B.S. Carmen Taylor Critic and Headmaster Dalton High School Bates College, A.B.; Columbia University Summer School; Boston University, Ed.M. Elinor Parsons Librarian Wellesley, A.B.; University of Illinois Library School, B.S. in L.S. Irene Szalajcska Home Economics Keene Normal School, B Ed. Gladys Pearl Twitchcll Critic and Headmaster Orford High School Farmington Normal School; Colby College, A. B.; Summer Sessions, Columbia University; Columbia University, A. M. Anna Bean Brown Critic Simmons College; University of Maine, B. S.; University of New Hampshire, Ed.M.; Summer School, University of New Hampshire; Summer School, Plymouth Normal School. Augusta Matilda Nichols Critic and Headmaster Hampstead High School Plymouth Normal School; Bates College, Summer School; University of Vt., Summer School; Boston University, B. S. in Ed.; Ed. M. Evelyn Wcrmc Critic State Normal S c h o ol, Worcester, B. S. in Ed. The Conning Tower of 19 3 7 Marion Edith Giles Critic Plymouth Normal School, B. of Ed.; Summer School, Boston University; Ed.M., Boston University. Berthe-Marie Dcsmarais Critic State Teachers College. Lowell, Massachusetts; Boston University, B.S., A.M ; Substitute teaching in Lowell High School; Bartlett Junior High School, Lowell. Massachusetts. Marion Katherine Seavcy Principal of Training School Plymouth Normal School; Rhode Island College of Education, Summer; University of New Hampshire; Boston University. B. S. in Ed. Katherine Longley Critic Gorham Normal School, Gorham, Maine; B.S., Pennsylvania State College; Bates College Summer Sessions. Marguerite Waegcncere Critic Plymouth Normal School, B. of Ed. Lulu M. Hoyt Critic Gorham Normal School; Castine Normal School. Hy-annis State College; Boston University, B S. in Ed. Mary Elizabeth Roberts Gertrude Ida Shaw Kindergarten Registrar and Graduate, the Wheel- Secretary to President ock School of Kindergarten and Primary Training. M3] Mrs. Mabel Haigh Mary Lyon Hall Matron Mrs. Edith A. Beal Dietitian Our Campus Chris!mas Tree The Conning Tower of 1937 A Quarter of A Century of Teacher-Training Service When we P.N.S. students walk through the sunken garden or enjoy the comforts of our well equipped dormitories, when we are working in our classes or in training, we little realize the wise planning and ceaseless effort of a quarter of a century that have made possible our advantages. Twenty-five years ago the campus consisted of three buildings, the school, a dormitory, and a small rented cottage. The Principal lived in what is now our infirmary. There were one hundred and twenty-nine students enrolled, and nine Normal School teachers. Two years after Dr. Silver came, the Legislature made the first appropriation for Mary Lyon Hall. In 1916 Dr. Silver was made director and in 1929 he became president of the Normal School. During these years the plant has grown rapidly. Mary Lyon Hall, Samuel Read Hall, the Library, Russell House, Grafton Cottage, Coos Cottage, Belknap Cottage, Strafford Cottage, the Greenhouse, and Administration House have been added. The sunken garden, Langdon Park, and the camp at Loon Lake have been acquired to make our school a beautiful and enjoyable place in which to live and learn. Our President has not allowed material progress to overshadow educational advancement. Three and four year curricula have supplanted the earlier ones of one and two years, and next year Plymouth Normal School will be on a four-year standard for all groups, granting the degree of B.Ed. Under President Silver, Plymouth Normal School has qualified as a Grade A Teachers’ College. Besides increasing the enrollment, improving the campus, and raising the scholastic standards of the school, Dr. Silver has never been too busy to listen kindly to his students, whether the trouble has been general or personal, and in a quiet way, he has helped many. Last Commencement a fitting tribute was paid to Dr. Silver for his quarter of a century of service. The following editorial is taken from the Plymouth Record: “For twenty-five years the town of Plymouth has seen Dr. Ernest L. Silver go unassumingly about his tasks as head of the Normal School. For twenty-five years he has slowly, but steadily built up the school campus, has raised the scholastic standard so that now Plymouth Normal School ranks high among the teachers’ colleges of New England. His reticent and shy manner has perhaps made it hard to realize that he is among the leaders in educational circles, but the results that he has obtained prove conclusively that he is one of the foremost in his field. “High tribute was paid Dr. Silver at the Normal School Commencement on Tuesday and the remarks made by Dr. Pringle, Mrs. Harriman, Mrs. Elkins [151 The Conning Tower of 1937 and John Day, representing the State, the Board of Education, the Alumnae, Faculty and Students, were right from the hearts of those speaking. Their sincerity made those in the audience proud—proud that they knew Dr. Silver and could number him as a friend. “Plymouth is glad of this recognition and Tuesday’s function would have been complete if only one of the local townsmen could have added his tribute as to what Dr. Silver means in the life of the town—a fine, outstanding, upright citizen, always ready to co-operate and give of himself. We of Plymouth wish him many more years of progress and continued success in our midst.” Lillian Kenison Quiet Hill There is a hilltop high and still, Where squirrels scamper ’round at will; Where hemlock tall, and sturdy oak Faint music from the winds provoke; Where earth protrudes a rocky ledge With mosses clinging to the edge; Where on the summit, rock, with tuft Of earth to cover, scarce enough To fill each crevice, niche, and hole, To hide the burrow of the mole. And glancing out through limb and tree A quiet valley, there I see, With other hills so green and still, I clearly hear a robin’s trill. And there I sit, with joyful heart, And think how wonderful to see The things of nature play their part In God’s Eternity. Pauline Kenison [161 Robert John Ernst To the Graduates of the Four Year Commerce Curriculum For the past four years you have had almost daily opportunity to observe the need for planning in teaching. Your instructors have planned their class work, when it was successful, and you have planned your work, when it was successful. Particularly during your “period of training” you have seen the need for carefully prepared teaching plans. But the best of daily lesson plans cannot end in success unless they are all a part of a more general plan—the plan of the course. And, likewise, the plan of the course cannot be effective without a carefully prepared plan for the curriculum as a whole. And the best of curricula cannot accomplish the desired aims unless the teachers, who arc responsible for putting the curricula into effect, understand them. And so, may I suggest to you as teachers, a motto which, to me, is the very foundation of success in any walk of life—Know Where You Are Going. Robert John Ernst The Conning Tower of 1937 ETHEL ADALINE BRA I NERD “Beanie” Canaan, N. H. Senior Glee Club (I) (2) (3) (4); Special Glee Club (2) (3) (4); Forum (1) (2) (3); President of Forum (3); Art Club (1) (2); Vice-President Forum (3); Vice-President Art Club (2); Basketball (1) (2); Spccdball (2); Bowling (2). Her nimble fingers and ready repartee made her immediate neighborhood lively. JOHN WILMAN DAY “Johnny” West Stewartstown, N. H Representative (1) (2) (4); Secretary of State (3); Governor (3); Class Vice-President (1); Class Secretary (3); Class President (4); Orchestra (1) (2) (3); Band (3) (4); Epic (2) (3) (4); Cheerleader (1); Men’s Varsity Basketball (1) (2) (3) (4); Captain Basketball (3); Business Manager Yearbook (4). All agree that Johnny is conscientious and industrious; and those who knew him would add, pleasant company. RUTH ALICE HAFFORD “Ruthie” Groveton, N. H Solicitor (1); Clerk of the House (3); Pan-Athenaeum (2); President (3); Social Club Council (1); Forum (1) (2) (3); Glee Club (1); Basketball (3); Varsity (1) (2); Speedball (2) (3); Volleyball (1) (2) (3); Baseball (3); Vice-President A.A. (3); Pageant (3). A little girl, flashing lovely brown eyes and a winsome smile, winning the “Ayes” of all who know her. 119] V The Conning Tower of 1937 BERTHA MIRIAM JOHNSON “Johnnie” Milford, N. H. Representative (2); Associate Justice (3) (4); Secretary of State (3); Class Secretary (1) (4); Class President (3); Russell House Councilor (3); Social Club Council (3) (4); Senior Glee Club (1) (2) (3) (4); Special Glee Club (2) (3) (4); Forum (1) (2) (3); Pan-Athenaeum (4); Basketball (1) (2); Pageant (1). Bertha is the kind of student we like to have in our classes,—reliable, intelligent, and cheerful. She makes an ideal “Dorm-mate,” co-operative, witty, and friendly. ALICE KATHARINE LONG “Al” Portsmouth, N. H. Representative (1) (2); Chief Justice (2); Chief Councilor. Russell House (4); Pan-Athenaeum (2) (3) (4); Treasurer Social Club (1); Vice-President Social Club (2); President Social Club (4); Basketball (1) (2) (3); Bowling (2); Speedball (1) (2); Volleyball (I) (2) (3); Baseball (2); Forum (1) (2) (3); Pageant (1) (2); Drum-Major (3). Charming as President of the Social Club, Dignified as the Drum-Major of the Band, Sincere in her friendships. Poised in everything she does. That’s “Al”. Loon Lake Far reach of mountains across a lake’s lonely sweep— A sense of trees and quiet things along sequestered shores— The call of wild to wild—and if you walk— Your steps go softly, quickly on forest floors Which should alone be trod By ones who search for heaven And a God. (201 Ethel A. Brainerd Harry P. Swett To the Graduates of the Four Year History Curriculum The last century has been marked by man’s increased control of the forces of nature. There has been a “lag” in ethics, religion, and philosophy. Many, accordingly, have become defeatists. But this is not the way to solve problems, which are characteristic of mind. A hopeful means of solution is for this country to display to the world the worth of our democratic principles. The democratic idea is fortunately our “cultural pattern.” It is essentially the ethical principle. Its concept of equality means the intrinsic worth of the individual, who should always be treated as an end. The application of the democratic principle will solve social problems; it will help solve religious, and philosophical problems. It is illogical to say that human beings are ends in themselves and not to say that they have worth and meaning beyond this temporal and finite world. The true conclusion will strengthen the belief in the spiritual character of the cosmos. There will be again a worldwide swing to democracy. There are signs now. In the meantime, understand it, teach it, show its inherent values, explain its implications. Harry P. Swett The Conning Tower of 1937 MARTHA LOUISE COBURN “Mutt” Lyme, N. H. Representative (1) (2); Class Treasurer (1); Pan-Athenaeum (2) (3) (4); Forensic (1) (3) (4); Vice-President (4); Math Club (2) (3) (4); President (3); Vice-President (3); Social Club Council (3) (4); Basketball (1) (2) (3) (4); Speed ball (1) (2) (3); Volleyball (1) (2) (3); Baseball (2) (3); Baseball Leader (3). She is as ready to dance and rejoice as she is willing to carry her full share of the load. NORMAN ERNEST DEMERS Berlin, N. H. Representative (1) (3); Secretary of State (2); Governor (3) ; “Nous Autres” (I) (2) (3) (4); Forensic (1) (2) (3) (4) ; Pan-Athenaeum (2); Epic (2) (3) (4); Varsity Debating (3) (4); Varsity Basketball (1) (2) (3); Cheerleader (1). Norman, your inquiring mind and clear thinking have added interest to our classes as they will add to your teaching. “There lives more faith in honest doubt. Believe me, than in half the creeds. JEAN ELKINS Concord, N. H. A.A. Colby Junior College 1933; Pan-Athenaeum (3) (4); French Club (4); Bowling (3); Pageant (3). Jean’s literary ability and humor, enforced by her tact, should prove to be dominant elements in her career. [22] The Conning Tower of 19 3 7 LILLIAN ALICE KEN ISON “Lil” “Kenny” Lancaster, N. H. Representative (1); Chief Justice (3); Vice-President (4); Math Club (2) (3) (4); Secretary (3); Vice-President (3); Forensic (1) (2) (3) (4); Vice-President (3); President (4); Varsity Debating (3) (4); Pan-Athenaeum (2) (3) (4); Chairman Last Campfire Committee (3); Class Sing (3); Yearbook Editor (4). Toward lofty goals she works sincerely. To us she has been an inspiration. EDWARD ANTHONY S1LI.AR1 “Tony” Bristol, N. H. Representative (1) (2) (4); Councilor (3); Sheriff (3) (4); Forensic (1); Mathematics (2) (3) (4); Band (3) (4); Epic (2) (3) (4); Men’s Varsity Basketball (1) (2) (3) (4); Captain Basketball (4); Yearbook Editor (4). A leader in and out of classes, a clear thinker, a well-read, dignified, and interesting student—that’s “Tony”. MARY ROSAMOND SOMERS “Rondy” Newbury, Vermont Representative (2) (3); Councilor (4); Pan-Athenaeum (2) (3) (4); Math Club (4); Spcedball (2) (3); Basketball (2); Volleyball (1) (2) (3); Baseball (3); Pageant (3). R eady for fun and laughter, O nly she never neglects her duty, N ever forgets her friends. D ignified, conscientious, reliable is she, Y earning always to reach the highest goal. [231 The Conning Tower of 1937 EVELYN THOMPSON Plymouth, N. H. Representative (1) (2) (3); Class President (1); Secretary of Social Club (1); Art Club (1); Pan-Athenaeum (2); Glee Club (1) (2) (3) (4); President (2); Librarian (1); Orchestra (1); P.T.A. Representative (3); Chapel Pianist (1) (2) (3) (4). Idealist, Musician, Student! “The song has reached its final goal; Its smooth sweet notes are gone. But somewhere deep in the heart of her friends Forever 'twill live on.” MALCOLM THOMPSON Plymouth, N. H. Representative; (1); Chief Justice (1); Vice-President (4); Epic (3) (4); Varsity Basketball (1) (2) (3) (4). An engaging crinkly smile is your introduction to Mickey. Further acquaintance reveals a keen mind, clear head, and a whimsical personality. AGNES LORRAINE TREFETHEN “Treffy” Manchester. N. H. Representative (1); Glee Club (1) (2) (3); Math Club (2) (3) (4); Bowling (2); Volley Ball (1) (2); Basketball (2); Class Book Staff (4); Class Sing (3). Treffy never feels mildly about anything. She thinks quickly and acts emphatically. 1241 Guy Edwin Speare To the Graduates of the Three Year Elementary Curriculum This year is the centenary of the coming of Samuel Read Hall to Plymouth as the principal of Holmes Academy. To his students in “The Teacher’s Seminary” he communicated ideals that still inspire Plymouth Normal School. He bade them consider their pupils as reasonable and intelligent beings, to make their schools pleasant, to devote their whole time to teaching, to follow the order of nature in directing learning, to promote present welfare, and to lay the foundations of happiness and character. I can give you no better message than these ideals of this great pioneer in teacher training. I can express no greater wish than that you may fulfill them in the service of the children of New Hampshire. Guy Edwin Speare The Conning Tower of 1937 STELLA ELAINE CHENEY Kingston. N. H. Junior Glee Club (1); Volleyball (1); Basketball (2) Look behind Elaine's serene countenance and glimpse the fun lurking there. Share your joke with her and hear her ready chuckle. WINNIFRED MARTHA CLAUS “Winnie” Portsmouth, N. H. Boston University College of Music (1) (2); Glee Club (3); Pan-Athenaeum (3). Winsome, vivacious Winnie! What would we have done without you and your music? EMILY FRANCES COLLINS Laconia, N. H. History Curriculum 1936; Glee Club (5). Emily’s beautiful poems speak better for her than anything else could. Their very themes express so well her splendid character. MARION GERTRUDE CROCKETT “Crockett” Whitefield, N. H. Forensic (1) (2) (3); Varsity Debating (2) (3); Pan-Athenaeum (3); Bowling (1). Marion is small and trim. Her Forensic record has proved her alertness and talent of answering readily. [26] The Conning Tower of 1937 GERALDINE CUSHING “Gerry” Plymouth, N. H. Hard-working, ambitious, and eager to look on the brighter side of things. HELEN M. CYR “Honey” Littleton, N. H. Representative (1) (2); Solicitor (3); Junior Glee Club (1) ; Art Club (1) (2) (3); Pan-Athenaeum (2) (3); Cheer Leader (1); Hike Leader (3); Bowling Leader (2) ; Volleyball (1); Basketball (1) (2); Speedball (1) (2); Bowling (1) (2); Baseball (1) (2). Skilled in athletics, a ski enthusiast, we predict that Honey will be a popular and progressive young teacher. MARGUERITE DAIGNEAU Plymouth, N. H. Vice-President Athletic Association (3); Varsity Basketball (2) (3); Volleyball (1) (2) (3); Speedball (1) (2) (3); Bowling (1). Marguerite is a good sport, always ready to play, with a smile, whether she wins or loses. KATHERINE EILEEN EARRELL “Kay” Dover, N. H. Class Vice-President (1); Representative (1) (2); Senior Glee Club (2); Pan-Athenaeum (2); Basketball (1); Volleyball (1); Speedball (1). Kay is a dashing young lady,—the essence of everything modern. If she didn’t find a good time, she made one. [27] The Conning Tower of 19 3 7 MARIE FINNIN Finnic” Dover, N. H. Representative (1); Sergeant-at-Arnis (2); Art Club (1) (2); Pan-Athenaeum (2) (3); Vice-President (2); Math Club (3); Class Book Staff (3). She had so many friends, she always knew what to do. Her keen sense of humor cropped out at every opportunity, to her friends’ delight. HILDA GRACE FLINT Flintie” Milan, N. H. Representative (2); Glee Club (1); Art Club (2) (3); Secretary-Treasurer (3); Bowling (1) (2); Photograph Committee of the Yearbook (3). When we have needed someone to do a difficult job well and cheerfully, Hilda has been our unanimous choice. EVELYN L. FLUERY “Junie” Stratford, N. H. Russell House Councilor (3); Representative (1) (2) (3); Class President (2); Social Club Council (2) (3); Glee Club (2) (3); Pan-Athenaeum (2) (3); Volleyball (1) (2); Basketball (1) (2); Bowling (2); Speedball (3); Class Sing (2). Evelyn has been pleasant and prominent in every phase of school life. MARJORIE ALICE FOGG “Gcegcc” New Hampton, N. H. Junior High Curriculum 1936; Orchestra (4); Band (4). We welcomed your return to the Orchestra and Band this year, Gcegcc. Keep the saxophone humming and make your surroundings merry. [28] The Conning Tower of 1937 NATALIE ANNETTE HOPKINS “Hop” Manchester, N. H. High Sheriff (2); House Representative (2) (3); Social Club Council (1) (2) (3); Art Club (1) (2) (3); President of Art Club (2); Glee Club (1); Class Sing (2); Bowling (I) (2). Natalie’s executive ability, her quiet yet forceful personality, and her pleasant manner make her a favorite. JOSEPHINE BRIGHAM KEAY “Jo” — “Jazic” Brockton. Massachusetts Sheriff (1); Representative (1) (2) (3); Junior Glee Club (1); Glee Club (2); Pan-Athenaeum (2) (3); Volley Ball Class Team (1); Baseball Class Team (2); Bowling Tournament (1) (2); Class Sing (2). If they arc all like you, Josephine, send more up from Massachusetts. HELEN GUYOTTE Ashland, N. H. History Curriculum 1935 To know Helen is to be familiar with the traits of one who is helpful, sincere, and who knows that the best and true value of success is the work leading to achievement. MARGARET FRANCES HENNESSEY “Mickey” North Walpole, N. H. Pan-Athenaeum (2) (3) There’s a world of determination lurking behind that gentle smile. 1291 The Conning Tower of 19 3 7 KATHERINE KENISTON “Kay Plymouth, N. H. Volleyball (3) Katherine kept pretty busy so wc didn’t see very much of her. What contact wc did have with her was very pleasant. PRISCILLA LOW “Pussy” — “Pris” Windham. N. H. Councilor (3); Junior Glee Club (1); Basketball (1) (2); Bowling (1) (2); Volleyball (1) (2); Baseball (2); Pageant (3); Class Sing (2). Pussy hides a provocative personality behind a demure mien. Shall we ever manage without borrowing her encyclopedias? DOROTHY M. McVICAR “Dot” — “McVic” Manchester, N. H. Junior High Curriculum 1936; Orchestra (4); Basketball (4). We know Dot for her cheerfulness and her helpfulness, also for her musical talent, which she so gladly shared with us. ELIZABETH G MERRILL “Lib” Plymouth. N. H. Glee Club (1); Specdball (1). Elizabeth loved to study and to laugh. That little cottage on the hill has become a landmark to us, Libby. 130] The Conning Tower of 19 3 7 CHARLOTTE PEASE “Peasie” Plymouth, N. H. Graduate Colby Junior College 1934; Glee Club (1) (2) (3); Band (2); President Band (2). Peasic’s “joie dc vivre” and confidence are the basis for a charming poise. RUTH FRANCES MITCHELL “Squeck” Campton, N. H. Pan-Athenaeum (2); Band (2) (3); Bowling (1) (2). Ruthie always gave us stimulating competition in class. FANNIE CARTER NELSON “Doodle” Moultonboro, N. H. Representative (1) (2); Vice-President (2); Glee Club (1) (2); Orchestra (I); Pageant (2). Her pert little nose betrays her demure expression. And how Doodle loved tests! BARBARA E. MULVANITY “Mully” Barb” Nashua, N. H. Representative (2) (3); Russell House Councilor (3); Vice-President (3); Pan-Athenaeum (2) (3); Art Club (1) (2) (3); Math Club (3); Junior Glee Club (1); Band (2) (3); Orchestra (3); Jazz Orchestra (3); Bowling (1) (2); Class Book Staff (3); Class Sing (2). “Mully” has been the life and the love of the party these three years, ready in wit and subtle in humor. [31] The Conning Tower of 1937 MARTHA E. H. ROSS “Rossic” Derry, N. H. Councilor (1); Representative (1) (3); Social Club (1) (2); Secretary (1); Art Club (1) (2) (3); Vice-President (2); Basketball (1) (2) (3); Varsity (1) (2); Volleyball (1) (2) (3); Speed ball (1) (2); Bowling (1) (2); Class Sing (2); Russell House Councilor (3); Photograph Committee of Year Book (3). Martha’s charm and artistic ability were her outstanding qualifications for leadership in social affairs. HESTER RONA SMALL Milford. N. H. Junior High Curriculum 1936 Your sunny smile matches your flaxen hair, and your deep grave eyes reveal your strong personality. ELIZABETH CHURCHILL SAWYER “Libby” Franconia, N. H. Representative (1) (2) (3); Art Club (1) (2) (3); Glee Club (1) (2); Pan-Athenaeum (2) (3); Archery (2) (3); Speedball (1) (2); Bowling (1); Class Sing (2). When you know Libby, you will cherish her friendship and prize her loyalty. We wish her every success in her vocation, teaching, and her avocation, puppets. ALICE VIRGINIA SMITH “Al” Tilton, N. H. Representative (1) (2) (3); Social Club Council (1); Glee Club (1) (2); Forensic Club (1) (2) (3); Art Club (2) (3); Pan-Athenaeum (2) (3); Band (2) (3); Basketball (1) (2); Volleyball (1) (2) (3); Speedball (1); Bowling (1) (2); Baseball (2). Alice’s ambitions and persistence combined with her determination to forge ahead will make her a friend to be proud of. [32] The Conning Tower of 1937 SHIRLEY SMITH “Smitty” Picrmont, N. H. Glee Club (1) (2) (3); Orchestra (1) (2); Pan-Athenaeum (2) ; Band (2) (3); Basketball, Varsity (1) (2) (3); Volleyball, Class Team (I) (2); Speedball, Class Team (2) (3) ; Basketball Leader (3). Shirley was outstanding in basketball and scholastic ability. She was never too busy to have a good time. RACHEL M. SWASEY “Ray” — “Rach” Brentwood, N. H. Representative (2); Junior Glee Club (1); Speedball (1) (2); Basketball (1) (2); Volleyball (1); Baseball (2). Ray is a fine little athlete. Her red hair is a magnet for her friends, whose teasing remarks bring blushes. MARGARET ANNE TRACY “Tracy” Berlin, N. H. Representative (1) (2); Glee Club (1); Social Club Council (3); Bowling Tournament (1) (2); Basketball (2); Volleyball (2); Class Book Staff (3). Margaret’s expressive eyes reflected her personality, now grave, intent on work, now gleaming with gaiety. MARCIA ELMIRA TUTTLE Tootle” Alstead, N. H. Secretary-Treasurer (3); Pan-Athenaeum (2) (3); Junior Glee Club (1); Speedball (2); Basketball (1) (2) (3). It’s been fun to know Marcia,—to play and work with her. Her direct manner should prove a valuable asset tor her work. [33] The Conning Tower of 1937 MARY MALVINA VALESKA Salem, N. H. Representative (1) (2); Junior Glee Club (1); Bowling (1) (2); Basketball (1) (2); Volleyball (1) (2); Specdball (1). A happy blend of conscientiousness and gaiety. Her friends sought her help with their work and their fun. NORMA VIVIAN WADE Plymouth, N. H. Junior High Curriculum 1936 Norma’s friendly manner and keen interest in athletics are good assets for teaching. EDITH ELIZABETH WALLACE “Edie” — “Wally” Whiteficld, N. H. Councilor (1); Representative (1) (2) (3); Chief Councilor Russell House (3); Class President (3); Social Club Council (3); Glee Club (1) (2); Band (2) (3); Orchestra (2); Pan-Athenaeum (2) (3); Forensic (1) (2) (3); Treasurer (1); Varsity Debating Team (3); Art Club (2) (3); Basketball (1) (2) (3); Varsity (2) (3); Specdball (1) (2); Volleyball (1) (2); Bowling (1) (2); Cheer Leader (1); Pageant (1) (2); Class Sing (2). Edic’s versatility is a valuable virtue. Coupled with her ability is her splendid spirit of co-operation. [341 The Conning Tower of 19 3 7 BARBARA FAE WHITTEMORE “Barb” Plymouth, N. H. Social Club Council (3); Bowling (1); Spccdball (2) (3); Volleyball (2) (3). Barbara was outstanding as a student and as a friend. Everywhere that Barbara went, her Ford was sure to go. IRMA HELEN WILLARD “Irmie” North Stratford, N. H. Representative (3); Pan-Athenaeum (2) (3); Junior Glee Club (1); Class Sing (2); Basketball (1) (2); Baseball (2); Spccdball (3); Bowling (2). Irma’s mind is open to creative trends. She is happy with a crochet hook in hand and a friend with whom to joke. When we wanted to Find her, we looked behind book corners. BARBARA M. WILLEY “Billy” — “Imp” Berlin, N. H. Russell House Councilor; Representative (1) (2) (3); Latin Club (1) (2); Vice-President (1) (2); Pan-Athenaeum (2) (3); Junior Glee Club (1); Senior Glee Club (2); Basketball (1) (2); Volleyball (1) (2); Baseball (1); Spccdball (1) (2); Bowling (1) (2); Class Sing (2)- B. Willey could always be depended upon to do her share and more. She works quietly with a pleasant smile and a happy heart. 135] The Conning Tower of 19 3 7 MARY ELLIS BURNELL Woodstock, N. H. Glee Club (1) (2) (3); French Club (1) (2) (3); President French Club (2); Class Sing (2). Mary is quiet and retiring, willing to express herself through music. We are always eager to listen to her music, and we have come to depend on her willingness to play. ELEANOR MARGUERITE HISI.OP “Hissy” Gilmanton, N. H. Secretary-Treasurer (2); Pan-Athenaeum (2) (3); Bowling (1); Speed ball (3); Volleyball (1) (2); Basketball (2); Pageant (2). Eleanor is witty and wise. She is especially adept in designing new and individual coiffures. COREY EARL McALLlSTER “Mac” Ashland, N. H. Basketball (2) (3). Corey is torn between two fields- teaching and journalism. Good luck, Corey! MINNIE A. SW1NNERTON “Swin” Center Harbor. N. H. Elementary Curriculum 1922; Glee Club; Orchestra. Everybody who had classes with Swin enjoyed and benefitted from the contact. 136] The Conning Tower of 1937 “We Gladly Teach” It is our wish in this section of our yearbook to show you why training means so much to us. It is a series of experiences which are inspiring, joyous, and sad, uniting at the end into a perfect experience of living at its best. Hampstead High School Hampstead, New Hampshire February 1, 1937 Dear Editor: Our days in this pleasant little town are numbered, and there seems to be a conscious attempt to secure more permanently those experiences enjoyed in this too short stay. Tis said, “Expression secures impressions.” Desiring the pleasure of re-living these experiences, let me review. How could we forget our inspiringly efficient and understanding critic, Miss Nichols? Those “conferences”, “suggestions”, and those “visits”, through conducive to a feeling of uncertainty upon introspection, always added to the ease, effectiveness, and pleasure of everyday teaching. The vigorous and stimulating purposivencss of the atmosphere could not but suggest the great possibilities of growth. Apart from the occupations of school, we remember Mrs. Merrill’s true sympathetic nature and culinary ability as adding to our comfort. The major interest and concern of our calling next deserve our attention: our pupils, the object of our worries and care, yes, but a great reason for purposive living. Anyone who has delighted in some understanding of human nature and has felt in others, that which at one time depresses, at another time elates, that which causes fears and more often hope, can eagerly look forward to greater human understanding. Many interesting contacts enriched our experience, and though fate should make the past grow dim, it cannot prevent the continuous growth of meaningful fellowship and interest in humanity gained in Hampstead. In leaving, there is a thought that comforts: “Now, it’s your turn to work, and to appreciate human nature as never before.” Sincerely, Norman E. Demers Hancock High School In the quiet little town of Hancock, in southwestern New Hampshire, five Keene cadets and one Plymouth cadet do their practice teaching. Fortunate are we who train here, under the kind and able leadership of our critic, Miss Manchester. The high school, housing also the seventh and eighth grades, is a red brick building. On the north side of it is Norway Pond, where skating reigns supreme [37] The Conning Tower of 1937 during the winter months. The training school is the first building seen in the town by those who drive in from the northern points of the State. An inspiring Christopher Wren church greets us, entering from the south. Between the church and the high school are many beautiful colonial homes, and an atmosphere of quiet homeliness pervades all. The pupils, parents, and townspeople are very helpful and co-operative. School in Hancock docs not mean study alone, as there are many extracurricular activities: sports, dramatics, music. At community affairs we learn of the life of a teacher outside the school. Among my many memories of Hancock, none will be lovelier than that of the friendliness of the Keene students to the commercial cadet from Plymouth. And who can forget the trips to the tiny post-office for the night mail? We entered Hancock High School with fear and trembling, but at the end of eighteen profitable weeks, we left with deep regret, knowing that here had been gained valuable impressions and experiences, not soon to be forgotten. Ethel A. Brainerd Dalton Training School One cold winter night as the wind swept down off Dalton Mountain, driving blinding blasts of snow before it, Thaddeus and Percival Mouse burrowed deeper and deeper into the pile of lesson plans on the teachers’ study table. They were comparing these complicated manuscripts with those which had sheltered them previous winters. Percival was trying to impress Thaddeus with information about Dalton High School. “Do you know, Thaddeus, the teachers are cadets from the Normal Schools, and they live here in the dormitory under the Grange Hall? We have grand fun watching them rushing around in the morning getting ready to go to school, hurrying down the road, ready for another day to begin. Thaddeus, it’s quite a sight to see the pupils coming from all directions and hurrying to get to school before the bell rings. You’ll sec them as they go in and take their places, and you can tell they’re thinking of mischief lor the day.” “Say, I’m anxious to see those youngsters.” “You remember seeing that little white building with green trimming down the road a little way? That’s the school building. We’ll go down tomorrow morning, and you can hear them singing in morning exercises, reciting in their classes, and sec them eating their lunch at noon.” “Do we have lunch, too?” “If we’re on time, we may, but if we’re late, we can’t, for the janitor keeps things too clean.” “How long shall we visit in the afternoon?” asked Thaddeus. “Oh, just a little while, because before long the new school bus will drive into the yard, and all the girls and boys will hurry to.get good scats for their ride home.” [38] The Conning Tower of 1937 “Do the teachers go home on the bus, too?” “Oh, no. They stay at school and finish up their work and then go home to dinner. After having a grand time washing the dishes, they settle down to work.” “What are you iooking so thoughtful about?” asked Thaddcus. “1 was wondering if they’d leave their lesson plans. You sec these teachers arc leaving and they’ve liked it so well, I’m afraid they’ll want all these plans to remember school by.” Thaddeus looked worried. “Why do you suppose they like it? We have such cold weather here.” Pcrcival looked wise—“I heard them talking the other night and one of them said that she felt she’d really amounted to something in the world. What do you suppose she meant?” Ruth Hafford Rosamond Somfrs Plymouth Training School In retrospect we discover that the training school afforded us an excellent opportunity to put in practice the principles of education we had learned. Motivation, the laws of learning, pupil purpose, and discipline became real living factors. In training, we really grew up. We met responsibilities and surprisingly found ourselves taking them successfully. We discovered the inspiration of a child’s faith, and we were proud that our training had made us able to meet the test. There were lighter moments, too. That sophisticated fourth grade! And the little first grader who wondered if his teacher would still be alive when he was twenty years old. Object—Matrimony. Yes, those things were fun. Then more serious moments came. Incidents occurred which awakened in us a desire to do something for youngsters who were undernourished and poorly cared for. Pathetic cases, when we resolved anew to do our very best to set things right. It was all a part of a newer, broader vision. In training we felt and lived it. We shall always be better for those experiences, and we hope to show our guides that their confidence in us was not misplaced. Edith Wallace Lesson Plan No. 1 December, 1936 Unit: Training at Or ford Ultimate Aims: To attain greater strength of character. To gain in knowledge. To grow in understanding and patience. To become teachers worthy of our profession. [39! The Conning Tower of 19 3 7 Immediate Aims: To tell of the varied experiences enjoyed by the Plymouth cadets at Orford High School. To express our appreciation to Miss Gladys Twitchcll, who, because of her skill as a teacher and her splendid personality, gave us an insight into the better methods of teaching. Procedure: STUDENT ACTIVITY was as follows: The inimitable grins of the “bad boys” who tried to bewitch us! Chapman offered chocolates to Lillian Kcnison twice during the first week. There was the “Juniors’ Opinion,” a newspaper issued by the Junior class, an evidence of their progressive spirit. And who will ever forget Charlie Pierce as a kleptomaniac in the Senior Play? How they did love to swing the teachers in the square dances, and pick on them in “Five and Seven”! Trick problems, too, trying to find out how old the teachers were—we know all the answers now! Tests that were weird and awful! Elliott was always trying to make Miss Puglisi smile during Bookkeeping class. These, and many others were the tribulations, long to be remembered as joys, of our training at Orford High School. TEACHER ACTIVITY was as follows: There was that “first morning” feeling when all the students looked like monsters, especially the big ones in the back row! We remember afternoons and evenings spent discussing life and its many, many problems— And our tired feet which had paced up and down aisles. Finding more and more happiness in the funny, old, red school building, enjoying the hours spent in it. Growing wiser, kinder, and more patient. Knowing the joy of discovering hitherto unknown student personalities. Thrilling to the enlightened expression on a student’s face as the problem became clear to him. Knowing people, finding real friends in the Keene cadets, and a real leader in Miss Twitchcll. Trying ideas new and different, sometimes falling back to the “tried and true,” always finding happiness in teaching. These, and many others, were the blessings of our training at Orford High School. Jean Elkins Conclusion We have tried to give you a glimpse of the inspiration gained through our practice teaching. We caught the vision and we hope to hold it always. Now let us turn the page and sec the varied ways in which inspiration gained in a similar way has influenced the lives of some of our graduates. The Conning Tower of 1937 Alumni We cannot and we are not trying to tell you of all the outstanding alumni of Plymouth. Hundreds there are who arc carrying on a bit of the best in communities all over the State. Each one is doing a big task well in filling a place in a small community. The Conning Tower would not be completely representative of our life at P.N.S. without very honorable mention being given to Miss Caroline Leverett. Her interest and kindliness to us will be long remembered and sincerely appreciated. A missionary teacher in Africa! Mrs. Roger Guptill of Tilton! We find mention of an art teacher who has gone a long way in her field. Miss Margret Sheridan of Berlin was recently honored by a nationally known art society. Miss Frances Ann Johnson of Littleton and Mrs. Ella Shannon Boles of Franconia are well known for their New Hampshire literature. How well might Langdon Park and Loon Lake have been scenes of their early inspiration! I should like to meet, in her home in Canterbury, Miss Elsa P. Kimball, who has her Master’s and Doctor’s degrees from Columbia and who has taught in the American Woman’s College in Constantinople. We much enjoy meeting Mrs. Alice Harriman and Mrs. Elizabeth Elkins of Concord, outstanding in the educational, social, and civic work of our State. Those who have needed adjustment in their early teaching experience realize that there is no more understanding and sympathetic friend than Miss Phila Griffin, agent of the State Board of Education. A member of the 1936 graduating class, Miss Emily Collins of Laconia, received first and second prizes in the intercollegiate poetry contest last summer. Outside the State many Plymouth graduates are doing excellent work in the educational field. Miss Mildred March of Rochester is principal of a school in Newton, Massachusetts, and Miss Roberta Smith, formerly of Groveton, has had varied and interesting teaching experiences in Wisconsin, Pennsylvania, and Illinois. Space docs not permit us to mention further the splendid work of our alumni. Let the Class of 1937 be inspired to do its full share of the work yet to be done. 141] On Our Campus The Conning Tower of 1937 Pan-A thenaeum President—K. Fairbanks; Vice-President-—M. McGregor; Secretary-Treasurer W. Platek Oh, my no! We can't even consider this offer to go to Hollywood. You’re speaking of “Oh, Helpless Man!” where Eleanor Hislop was the big, blundering man, who finally decided he must take care of Dorothy Rivard. Florence Callahan was the landlady who was too interested in her lodgers, and Alice Smith an express man who realized “ ’Taint none o’ my biznus,” but felt it should be. You saw Overstreet’s “Hearts to Mend,” didn’t you? Edith Wallace and Phyllis Wiggins as Pierette and Pierrot must have stolen your affections. What? Well, I’m not surprised. I warned the tin man his singing would overshadow his philosophy in that part. Won’t you sit with me tonight? I have two excellent seats for Ruth Gior-loff’s “Lavender and Red Pepper.” Edith Linton is the rebellious grandma; Christine Banios, her impressionistic, esoteric-minded daughter; Wanda Platek, her wholesome-minded teen-age granddaughter; Edna Provost, a very outspoken maid; and Helen Peasley, Marian Crockett, Marjorie McGregor, and Ina Morrill have a good chance as Grandma’s girl friends to steal the play. 1 am so enthusiastic about “Two Crooks and a Lady”. Marie Finnin seems to be ideally cast as Mrs. Simms-Vane, and Edith Wallace and Barbara Mulvanity make absolutely perfect crooks. Oh, you know what I mean. Goodbye, Mr. dc Mille. Emphatically Yours, Katherine Fairbanks The Conning Tower of 19 3 7 Forensic President -Lillian Kenison Vice-President— Martha Coburn Corresponding Secretary—Claire Sullivan Recording Secretary—Caesar Chmielewski Every other Friday afternoon the little theater dusts behind its ears, oils its boxing gloves, hangs a referee’s whistle around its neck, and prepares for company. Soon after seven o’clock the guests begin to arrive. By half past seven there arc from twelve to twenty bright an excellent example of the use of tact —pugnacious students reinforcing the most comfortable chairs. Then the little theater proudly listens to debates and discussions concerning every topic from hobo life to the teacher’s oath, then back to co-education! Occasionally the referee, Mr. Swett, reminds us of the subject at hand. At nine o’clock the meeting is adjourned, and those who are content to let aspiring brain trusters worry about conditions in society leave. The others continue their discussions without “benefit of referee”. All phases of the evening’s work provide valuable training as well as remarkable mental stimulus. When the last disciple of Douglas has left, the little theater breathes some fresh air, rubs cold cream into its tired muscles and jangled nerves, and prepares for a fortnight’s relaxation. Its last conscious thought is: “How proud I’ll be of them some day. Oh! I wonder if they’ll remember to sweep up those crumbs they made.” [45] Kay Fairbanks The Conning Tower of 1937 Business Education Forum OPERATING STATEMENT For School Year Ending 1937 I ncomc 1. As students: Ability to participate in group discussions of current business problems. Information gained from stimulating speakers. Acquaintances and contacts. Knowledge of business procedure. Pleasure from social activities. 2. As future teachers: Ability to carry on a commercial club of our own. Information for use as future teachers. 3. To society: Better teachers. Cost of Income 1. Time spent by club members. 2. Student’s time in preparing programs. Net Profit An organization of commercial students, interested in business and business problems, gaining knowledge and confidence to carry on as future teachers. [46] Bertha Nichols The Conning Tower of 1937 French Club “Qui n’a pas I’csprit de son age De son age a tout lc malhcur.” “What!” you say. “Just what is this sudden wise elocution from members of ‘Nous Autres’, the French Club?” Don’t be alarmed. This is merely an example of a member’s proverbial answer to the roll call. Of course, the French Club, like France, talks French and stands for gaiety, frivolity, and good humor. Wit is always prevalent, French games are abundant, and les delicatcsses are remarkably delicious. L.e cercle is especially interested in the profound depth of France -the depth in her people, her literature, her music, science, art, and history. Many are the French talks delivered by interested members who give a more colorful and stimulating picture of the distinctiveness of the French. The freshman members gave a delightful Christmas play depicting the French Noel. The excellent piano performance of Miss Witham, preceded by speeches on French music and lives of composers, gave us a better insight to a new meaning of the music of De Bussy and other French pianists. The highest objective of “Nous Autres” is to speak fluently and correctly the beautiful and harmonious tongue that is ranked as the most polished and graceful of languages. (471 Christine Banios The Conning Tower of 1937 Mathematics Club Among our many clubs there is none more delightful, interesting, or enlightening than our Math Club. Our social gatherings afford an opportunity for those interested in mathematics to gain many types of general knowledge and background which arc brought about in a pleasing, informal, and often, unique manner. And when those seniors return from practice teaching,—the interesting stories they bring with them are a source of joy and inspiration to all those whose privilege it is to listen. We are grateful to Miss Smith, our friend and adviser, for her kindly help and interest; under her capable guidance we predict a splendid future for our club. Marii- Finnin [48] The Conning Tower of 19 3 7 The Art Club President Alberta Lucier Vice-Presidcnt—Elizabeth Sawycr Secretary-Treasurer Hilda Flint “Art is a fascinating road to self expression.” We are an organization of twenty girls whose interests are in the field of art. We have Mr. and Mrs. Stevenson, our advisers, to thank for their many helpful suggestions. Our meetings are held on an average of once a month and are conducted very informally. The aim of the Art Club is primarily to leave each year some work that will be beneficial to the school. This year, we hope to finish the murals which have already been started. Also we plan to make a rose-window for future use by the Glee Club. We all appreciate the thought behind Marjorie Grcenbic’s quotation, “The pursuit of art is the greatest of all human pleasures, and the ability to create this art is one of the most exciting things in the world.” Alberta Lucier [49] The Conning Tower of 19 3 7 The Epic Club The Epic Club is composed of the upperclassmen in Grafton House. They meet regularly the hrst and third Wednesday of every month of the school year. The officers for the year were: Walter Scott—President Clarence Rowe—Secretary and Treasurer John Day, Nelson Bean-—Council A committee of two is elected to receive and entertain the guests of Grafton House. This organization has a council which acts as an advisory board. Entertainments are in view, to be sponsored by the club members. The Epic Club is officially conducted and considerable progress is being made by its members. [50] The Conning Tower of 1937 Glee Club It is a clear, cool December night or rather early morning. Music, soft Christmas carols ring clearly through the still, dark dormitory halls. At first faint, then nearer, and louder the voices become. White robed angels, carrying candles and singing sweetly unforgctable hymns, file past your door. What one of us can ever forget that awesome feeling when the special Glee Club sang Christmas carols early that morning? Frankly, we were startled at first. Were we in heaven? No, there was the study table grimly remindful. What was it then? They were coming back! We watched this time. Why those were upperclassmen, members of the Senior Glee Club. What fun! Plymouth does have lovely customs! The Glee Club has filled a unique place in our life at Plymouth. To the school as a whole and to many townspeople it has given its interpretation, under Miss McGunigle’s guidance, of some of the best of musical selections. The members learn to sing successfully and joyfully and find new reasons for living well, for -“Music washes away from the soul the dust of everyday life.” [31] The Conning Tower of 19 3 7 Orchestra 'Tis in this organization that wc come together to express, each in his own way, our loftier hopes and aspirations in the playing of past masters’ works. Under the skilful direction of Miss McGunigle, we soar, tor a while, to the realms of fancy reached by musicians of genius. Of course our executions neither individually nor collectively do justice to the composers, but we get and try to give a bit of the inspiration found in the world of music. More than this, in orchestra wc mingle with the other musicians of the school, and fine, lasting friendships based on mutual understanding and appreciation are formed. Our discoveries will aid us immeasurably in teaching; one of the greatest being that so much of the beauty of living comes through interpretation. We can understand Alfred Noyes when he says: “As the music changes Like a prismatic glass, It takes the light and ranges Through all the moods that pass; Dissects the common carnival Of passions and regrets, And gives the world a glimpse of all The colours it forgets.” [52] Wanda Plater The Conning Tower of 1937 The Band This year has brought a strengthening of the Band’s position as one of the major features of extra-curricular activities. What a pleasing and familiar sight that of the green garbed players jauntily marching behind the stately drum major. As music has brought depth and accent to the lives of many before, so it has added to ours. We have enjoyed the practices under Mr. Boyd’s kind and patient direction. But the fruit of our labors has been sweet, indeed, when we sense a feeling of accomplishment on mastery of a program prepared for concert, on Mary Lyon balcony, perhaps, or Grange Hall. We arc grateful for the interest in us that has been shown in so many ways. And we’re proud of the many beginners who have worked hard and who now share with us our own Good Book The Ascher Band Book. Barbara Mulvanity 1531 The Conning Tower of 1937 Social Club To work when we work, To play when we play. The Social Club with the advice of the Council and Miss Longley has tried to give students and faculty an opportunity to play. We welcomed the Freshmen with a reception in the Fall. Since then they have been an active part in our activities. Hallowe’en and Christmas were celebrated with appropriate festivities, St. Patrick’s Day with a costume party, and the coronation of the May Queen with a banquet and party. The Council has been willing to work: their success has been measured by your ability to play. Officers President—Louise Nutc, Harriot Hood Vice-President -Everdene Carter Secretary—Rita Belanger Treasurer- Eleanor Parmenter Faculty Adviser—Miss Longley [541 The Conning Tower of 19 3 7 Social Calendar September Faculty Tea for Freshmen Forestry Service pictures October Freshman Reception Entertainment— Women Singers Hallowe’en Banquet Entertainment B. U. Singer Plymouth vs. U. V. M.—Debate at Plymouth November W.P.A. Orchestra Pan-Athenaeum Play, “Hearts to Mend” Plymouth Boys vs. Castleton at Plymouth December Christmas Party Christmas Glee Club Concert Plymouth Boys vs. Castleton at Castleton Senior Tea January Concord Business College vs. Plymouth Boys—here Plymouth Boys vs. Concord Business College—there February Plymouth vs. Keene—there Basketball Tournament Pan-Athenaeum Play, “Oh, Helpless Man!” March St. Patrick’s Day Costume Party Keene vs. Plymouth at Plymouth Pan-Athenaeum Play—“Lavender and Red Pepper” Badminton Tournament April Pan-Athenaeum Play, “Two Crooks and a Lady” May Scholarship Day May Banquet and Party Glee Club Concert Plymouth-Kccne Debate June Commencement Baccalaureate Last Chapel Last Campfire June Commencement Shakespeare Play Campus Life in Pictures Humo ouo 'Ausiciftn prettiest I o b 11 JoH4 Soptai Our Eaate The Conning Tower of 19 3 7 Shadows on the Snow Action, rhythm, co-ordination, grace, speed, thrills, cool, crisp air, the sting of wind on your face as you race irresistibly down the well packed skil trail! Americans have characteristically gone quite mad about this winter sport. With unbounded enthusiasm, they import foreign instructors, go any distance for snow (even the shortage this winter couldn’t dampen their ardor) they get the best of equipment, fall down, break bones, lame themselves up, and in various ways try to become experts over night. And they’ll do it, if it’s humanly possible! For once, a fad has struck the nation which may have decidedly fine results. When the shouting dies, we shall have left, a genuine appreciation of winter and a fine, all round sport. Europeans have been skiing well for years; we, too, are waking up to the possibilities of real fun and healthy exercise in the winter season. Plymouth was one of the first New England towns to become “ski-conscious.” Blessed with lovely surroundings, natural advantages, and an enterprising group of citizens, the town has rapidly become a winter sports center. There are real possibilities for further development of winter sports at the Normal School. Langdon Park could become a winter time recreation center and advertise to the State that its teachers are well-rounded, active people. Skiing holds thrills and fun for both amateur and expert. May Plymouth do its part in making skiing America’s national winter sport. [fill Lillian Kenison The Conning Tower of 1937 A thletics Modern education demands good health. Athletics arc now considered an important factor in the curriculum of every school. Their value is more than a physiological one. Athletics develop endurance, sportsmanship, and co-operation as well as finer co-ordination of muscles. Most students agree that athletics enliven college life and prevent monotony. At P.N.S. there are athletics for every type—the timid, the brave, the weak, and the strong. In the Fall, speedball first held our interest, with volley ball filling in on rainy nights. After several weeks of practice, class teams were chosen, and inter-class games were played off. The sophomores proved to be the best kickers and won the speedball championship. Volley ball continued, and a class tournament was started. This game has become more and more popular, and many were seen down in the gymnasium giving a mighty right arm swing as they served the ball across the net. Again the sophomores walked off with a championship and won the volley ball tournament. A Fall tennis tournament was started, but the weather man seemed to disapprove, so the tournament remained unfinished. However, in the Spring you will see the tennis courts crowded with students and faculty alike, trying to get in a little exercise along with pleasure. Basketball, the most popular sport, was greeted by a large group of participants, and practices were held daily. After hard practicing and much deliberation the varsity was chosen on January 20. They then settled down to prepare for a struggle in the oncoming games with Keene. In the Spring, baseball becomes the center of attention, and several exciting games are played. One of the most memorable games of the season is the student baseball game against the faculty at Last Campfire. Faculty members as well as students look forward to this humorous event. Many minutes are spent looking for the ball struck by Mr. Frnst’s brawny arm, and the ball struck at by Mr. Pollard, which is found lying at the catcher’s feet. Archery and bowling have been popular sports. Plans for a bowling tournament in the Spring are being made. The minor sports of volley ball, ring-tennis, and badminton also are gaining rapid recognition. Mother Nature co-operates with students of P.N.S. in furnishing splendid opportunities for skiing, skating, and hiking. Hiking is a sport adapted to everyone and is most popular. Very few have denied themselves the thrill of crossing the Swinging Bridge. The many hikes to Langdon Park and to Camp are among the most happy memories of P.N.S. “A sound mind in a sound body” could well be the motto at P.N.S. 1621 Marian Collins iSI The Conning Tower of 1937 Men's Basketball Due to an early schedule, the men’s basketball team organized and commenced practice in October, with Mr. Stevenson as our coach. The varsity squad was composed of the following players: Rowe D. Thompson Roy Breck M. Thompson Nault Sillari Carter Chmielewski Smith Day Dec. 5 Plymouth defeated Casrleton at Plymouth, 26-17 Dec. 7 Castleton defeated Plymouth at Castleton, 19-13. Jan. 9 Plymouth clicked to a near victory over Concord Business College at Concord, forcing Red Rolfe’s first string into a “stall” during the last few seconds of the game. The final score favored Concord, 26-25. Jan. 27 Plymouth did not click, losing to Concord at Plymouth, 43-24. A brief remark by a loyal rooter summarizes the season’s accomplishments, —“The Plymouth boys can take it and grin.” [63] M. Thompson The Conning Tower of 19 3 7 Girls' Basketball Plymouth 13—Keene 9 Plymouth 23—Keene 23 This is the record of our varsity for 1937, which is made up of: S. Smith, Captain L. Morin W. Gray M. Daigneau B.Jcnncy M. Fuller R. Richards H. Hood M. Finnigan M. Collins F. Collins M. Peasley D. Luzo C. Blake E. Parmenter E. Wallace L. Nute M. Atwood Interest in basketball ran high as shown by the large number who participated in practices. Besides the varsity games, there have been class games and a tournament of group games. We extend our thanks to Miss Hodgdon, who made possible a season which was not only successful but which gave us much real fun. [64] ' Our Governor To The Citizens of Plymouth Normal School State We arc a body of citizens constituting a miniature State. Ours is a government which is meant expressly for us. True, our State is young, but the age factor does not indicate that it cannot be compared with those States whose governments are today facing disruption and reorganization. Our advantages are many and are influential ones. First, we have a close unity which would be impossible without the possession of a common purpose. Our common purpose is individual progress in the formation of a healthy personality. We work for individual progress because we know that society as a whole can be no greater than its constituents. Second, we have the advantage of living in a State which is small enough to offer each citizen every opportunity to know how his government functions and what it achieves. He need not rely upon propaganda and dictated news dispatches. He may even attend the meetings of our legislature and observe its proceedings. Nothing is concealed or disguised unless we ourselves, by our disinterest and lack of knowledge, conceal or disguise. The Conning Tower of 1937 We have the privilege of active participation in governmental affairs at all times, but this participation necessitates a thorough knowledge of our Constitution. There are other advantages which 1 might cite. One in particular we have enjoyed so long that we tend to disregard it. It is the privilege of enthusiasm and interest. Wc are facing no great crisis, and thus our interest is obviously lacking. Emerson said, “Every great and commanding moment in the annals of the world is the triumph of some enthusiasm”. As educated citizens, we should not need a crisis. Every incentive that we need, we have. What we do with our privilege of student government will measure our success as members of a vast society. Former citizens of Plymouth Normal School State have handed down to us the torch. Let us receive it and pass it on to the future citizens, its glow more steadfast and more luminous. Louise Nute The Builder With man’s advent upon the earth came government. As he grew, he built a mighty structure upon the foundation he had established. He examined and selected his building materials. His hands, aided by his intellect, fashioned these materials. They were not various personalities making up a whole, but from the time man gathered them and used them, they were one. Man marveled at the impressive strength and great sufficiency of that which would make his world a civilization. The winds and rains of time came, passed, and returned. One day man was contemplating the structure which he had formed so long ago. “Time has not passed by without leaving its subtle changes. My building is not the same. There are signs of decay, creeping out where once was only a compact firmness. But I cannot hope to make that which will be able to withstand forever the winds and rains of time. My work was not at fault. I need only repair it.” As he surveyed the structure which had served him so long and well, he faced a sudden realization. “Today is today. Civilization is changing. We have new needs and desires. We have had the opportunity of learning from the experiences of others. With this new knowledge, we can make our government even better. Wc will add to and strengthen the old until it meets our present requirements.” Again man became a master builder. He found the old materials still serviceable, but by use of modern science he made them more suitable. When he had finished his construction, he laid down his tools and viewed the achievements. His life seemed fuller and richer. The pattern of existence seemed clearer and easier to understand and follow. Once more he turned to his tools. With care, he placed them where they would be preserved until again there would be need of their resourcefulness. Louise Nute 166] The Conning Tower of 19 3 7 Commencement Play 1936 “Just look at that gorgeous moon!” “Where on earth is that wig?” “Who has a safety pin?” “Please, Mrs. Furlong, will you fix this sword?” “Gee, it’s hot!” “There are my mother and dad!” “Oh, Miss Hodgson, I just know Fve forgotten that dance step!” These, and many others, were the hurried comments that preceded the final production of “Twelfth Night” when it was given June fifth, 1936, by students of Plymouth Normal School. All was turmoil until the opening chords of music were sounded. Then the noises died away, and before the shrubbery-covered facade of Mary Lyon Hall, Will Shakespeare’s comedy came once again to life. Once again fair Olivia sighed upon the entrance of Viola; once again proud Malvolio strutted about; and once again Sir Andrew, Maria, and Sir Toby cackled and hawed together. Rosy barmaids cavorted, and stately court personages did a graceful dance—the colorfulness of both being a delight to the eyes of the audience. Then there will be these things which will surely find places in our memory books, for of such foolish and lovely things are memory books made: Olive Abbott saying, “O, what a deal of scorn looks beautiful in the contempt and anger of his lip”; Shirley Bryan’s “If music be the food of love, play on Barbara Greenwood and Betty Elliott, handsome in their pink satin; Malvolio’s elaborately “cross-gartered” legs; Louise Nute’s stunning green doublet; Eleanor His-lop’s deep, rolling sea-captain’s voice; and finally, Kay Fairbanks’ ancient cackle mingling with the hearty chuckles of Sir Toby and the mischievous giggles of Maria. Under the well-experienced direction of Mrs. Eva Furlong, Miss Beatrice Hodgdon, and Miss Gertrude McGunigle, the following cast brought forth a copy “in ye cxcellentc manner of the comedie of Bard Will Shakespeare, on the feast of Twelfth Night, before her Majestic, Goode Queen Bess.” Orsino, Duke of Illyria........................................Shirley Bryan Valentine, a gentleman..........................................Louise Nutc A Sea Captain.................................................Eleanor Hislop Viola ...................................................Barbara Greenwood Malvolio, steward to Olivia..............................Marguerite Schaffer Olivia, a rich countess.........................................Olive Abbott Maria ............................................................Betty Beal Sir Toby Belch, uncle to Olivia..................................Jean Elkins Sir Andrew Aguecheck....................................Katherine Fairbanks Sebastian, brother to Viola.....................................Betty Elliott Barmaids: Priscilla Lowe, Betty McCarthy, Edith Linton, Edith Wallace, Christine Banios, Charlotte Blake, Rita Horace, Ruth Locke, and Fannie Nelson. Court Dancers: Phyllis Wiggin, Doris Plummer, Iola Novici, May Fuller, Ruth HafFord, and Alberta Lucier. Music: Violin, Dorothy McVicar; Piano, Emma Ycaton. 1691 Jean Elkins The Conning Tower of 1937 Commencement 1936 As Nature bids good-bye to the fruitful rains of spring and welcomes the sunshine and bloom of June, so graduates of our beloved teachers’ college say good-bye to the years of pleasant training and welcome the next step to a promising future. The line forms again on the quiet Sunday afternoon, amidst the beauty of our college surroundings. Faculty wearing the insignia of their profession honor the graduates by their presence. The long line of students led by those in robes of dignity and significance proceeds down the hill. It is a fitting occasion for thought, for singing, and for advice and encouragement from that friend of young teachers, Mr. Arthur W. Hewitt. Every student receives a new sense of responsibility, and the solemnity of the baccalaureate farewell lingers. The commencement play, band concerts, class day exercises, the last chapel, the last campfire, come quickly and go, leaving a peculiar atmosphere of joy and sadness. There is abundant inspiration for the student poet and for the young musician. The philosophical mind wonders, questions, and meditates. The practical person contemplates the importance of events and evolves a plan for future conduct. But graduation commands the interest of all! Something new, the pomp and rhythm of our latest achievement, the band, leads the procession of robed and tasseled Seniors, underclassmen, parents, and friends down the hot and usually active Main Street. This is the scene that we remember: The singing of the glee club, music by the orchestra, the scholarly address of our guest, Mr. Edward Howard Griggs, and the presentation of those coveted evidences of achievement. It is right that the graduates accept those with pride, representing as they do the effort of years, the sacrifice of parents, the wisdom of teachers, the benevolence of an enlightened State. It is with respect and gratitude that we render a tribute to our President, Dr. Ernest L. Silver. Addresses by members of the State Board of Education, by Commissioner Pringle, and the presentation of a gift from the faculty, the alumni, and the students, express in part our appreciation for his twenty-five years of service. The march to the campus is again accompanied by the music from the band of “green and white” under the noonday sun of June. Commencement is over. There is a new class of Seniors. Though we miss the graduates of yesterday, P.N.S. bids them, “Go, and serve.” John W. Day [701 The Conning Tower of 19 3 7 “—From This Earth Forever The “strike-breaker”, the widow, the farmer, the Mr. and Mrs. Jones of this world are today all seeking one thing, and this one thing is security. This security must be of a deep, impenetrable nature, and should bring happiness and content. How arc they to find this security? This seems to me to be the teacher’s present-day problem, to show young people the way to security through education. Our world is very much a world of “1 -minded” citizens, people who are interested only and completely in themselves, individualism gone astray. This type of person wants extreme nationalism, high, barrier-like tariffs, and many bulky war vessels. To contradict this over-emphasized “self-interest”, the teacher should attempt to turn the pupils’ minds into channels of “world-citizenship”. For in order to bring about individual security there must be as a basis, a sense of international security. There must be trust, a deeper knowledge of the various human problems, and an appreciation of the real values. The teacher should assist the child in building up personal reserves. By reserves 1 mean emotional stability, courage, understanding, and a spirit of faith, (this last has been overwhelmingly neglected!). These reserves would provide the child with a depth that would help him to gain a meaningful security. “Oh, but we haven’t time to waste on those intangible things”, cry the school teacher, the board of education. “The pupils must have practical things!” Granted. Give the pupils the “practical things”, give them excellent foundations of study, and teach them well. In this way they will know their facts, and gain proficiency in skills and tasks. There will lie the way to security. Educate the children for security in living so that they may seek to abolish wars, strikes, exploitation, and depression from this earth forever! Jean Elkins Reality I saw it in the clouds tonight; I knew I’d find it there, That magic that is haunting me, That will not let me go. I thought I had forgotten it; it seemed so far away. Tonight it has come back again, come back again to stay. 1 dared not ask it to return, I only hoped sometime The clouds would flare it back again, in their breathless, flaunting way. Now that it’s come, there’s nothing, just nothing I can say, Except—“I’m glad it’s back again, come back again to stay.” 1721 Emily Collins The Conning Tower of 19 3 7 Catsup and Running Water Catsup is a condiment. Catsup has a pungent, piquant tang. It is easy to see that exposure would make it better, therefore it is an introvert. It is conservative, bottled, introspective. Catsup has a complex, a sluggish, phlegmatic, inferiority complex. It reflects upon ideals which might be attained if it were out of the bottle, but never asks release; or even if granted, it recoils from fear of external contact. Its ideal is an ivory tower, but its reality is glass. Give catsup a shake for stimulated impetus and the response is a meagre surge, a tongue-tied refusal, a vermilion glare, and finally an obstinate reaction assuming the morbid, melancholy, and taciturn silence of a windless, stagnant swamp. Its delight is a subjective, internal, and blushing desire to please itself with its innate, brilliant color-scheme. Why does it inclose itself in an impenetrable reticence? Has it become depersonalized for merely self-centered reasons? Like a cautious turtle, catsup contains itself within; it loves its solitude and clings to its walls with the same fervor typified by ascetics in sight of a prospcctvic Nirvana. Observe its weary ooze. Notice how slow, solemn, and funereal its flow, as though its convictions were plagued with a deathless belief in futility. Running water is clear, lucid, unadulterated thinking. Its experience is strengthened and purified by the countless pebbles of circumstance, pebbles of all sizes, shapes, and variations. It surges steadily, unless stopped by the dam of death. Running water is virile, aggressive, vital in its essential philosophy. It knows it has a course to run, a mission to fulfill, which is dubious and mystifying, but never to be daunted. Water has an elemental objectivity; it is action personified. Its atoms are composed of gaseous, empirical knowledge. The undulations of its surface seem to laugh in ripples at the prospects of danger. Its power and vitality transcend time, space, life, and death. With its massive gesture it washes down tribulation, expurgates it on the hardened pebbles, and leaves it to follow behind. Running water is a sensory being, knowing and feeling the pulsations and responses of activity. This element has no desire to keep itself aloof as many pedants attempt to do, but rather with facile wisdom does it always seek its own level. Not lacking in an appropriate sense of proportion and values, it creates an atmosphere of harmony, a fluidity which merges its spirit with composite forces of nature as an integral part of a whole. In its entirety it is mathematical with its laws of order and sequence. With elevated concepts it believes and knows that the living equation is a unity in diversity, a synthetic process combining good and evil to form an ultimate medium. Its mobile current washes down all the ingredients that compose life change, and forming itself into a crucible, it fuses exotic thoughts with the interior turmoil into a complacency of mien. It knows that extremes bring sterility, therefore it must merge things into changeable, congenial substances that will give perpetual sparkle at variegated angles. [73] The Conning Tower of 19 3 7 Water is a profound, universal emotion, swelling itself like a tidal wave to embrace the many-footed beach of humanity. Like a strong tree sifting the wind with its parted fingers, it remains an ocean that sends out branch-like rivulets of feeling. The breaks of all heretical opinions are cut into furrows by its harrowing point, to be transplanted and grafted into a domesticated freedom of thought and action. Water is a crystal truth combining beauty and the soul of expression with desire and the power of action. One should feel the majesty of its sonorous resonance speaking to us like an aged father-philosopher to his immature son. Catsup becomes diluted when contested against the concentrated, elemental force of running water. Artificial color bleaches water only for a moment; then it becomes seamy, disintegrated, and finally bursts into thread-like fragments to be eddied about in forsaken circles and lost forever in the silver maze of running water. Joseph Amato Ethereal Being (17th Century) If 1 were ruler of this revolving universe, 1 would not give you spices or old wines, Or silver or gold for your purse, Or radiant gems from foreign mines. Instead 1 would reach into the skies, And gather the spattered stars of night To cover your hair in comely guise. I would draw down the thick blue of night, And make you a warm soft robe of it. The moon would be but a clasp at your belt; The dark clouds for your feet would be fit, So delicate and light as scarce to be felt. These are the things I would give you, Lor you belong to the angelic host, Far from this blurred, chaotic world you knew And exultant peace, I wish for you most. [74] Jean Elkins The Conning Tower of 1937 Brook Wind A leaf blew across a brook-pool clear. The sky on it mirrored, seemed very near To the leaf as it blew. Brook bottom things Were left untouched by leafy wings. Soon pool with ripples, wind, and leaf Will travel o’er rock-journeys brief; Be swept on currents, swift, unseen, Scooping hollows in the stream. Still the bottom lay untouched By leaf or part of leaf that rushed Blindly through dark water hollows, Made by paths the water follows ft ft ft ft ft A thought blew across the surface of things, Blown by a song that a poet sings, Blown over pools, through rocks and moss, Not touching bottom on all its course. W. Scott Hypothesis A swirl, a cloud, a mist perchance, A condensed mass of spinning fate, Twisting slowly, yet whose rate Must in time lose, not advance; Must as all must, degenerate. A God, a space, a tool in hand. What space, what tool, what paradise! What force in hand that man decries His fate? As man, can man command The answer, or must it wait . . . For death—for death? [75] W. Scott The Conning Tower of 1937 Compensation I stood on the hill, breathless from my climb and breathless with wonder at Nature’s glories portrayed on the vast, unending easel before me. As in a dream I saw the green, green meadows divided by a tiny stream. Trees bordered the field but none dared break the greenness of the field itself. And far against the horizon stood the friendly and yet inspiring mountains, so blue in the fiery golden splash of setting sun. Slowly the crimson darkened and darkened into the deep blue of twilight sky. Night had come upon a sleepy world. I sighed and turned away tired; my soul longed to be free, a part of the infinite space around me. I stood on a high cliff above the rushing, roaring waves of the sea. The storm was over, but the fury of the breakers was yet unabated. They pushed one upon the other, only to be dashed in foamy spray against the unyielding rocks below me. It was more than restless. It was terrifically alive—dashing, dashing —where? How futile seemed that fearful energy! But I longed to fling myself into that madness, to be part of it. 1 sat on the sands of the beach, watching the sea. It was gloriously beautiful in its restless, illusive shimmering. Over the far edge of the sea a half-moon was rising, reluctantly breaking the blackness. And the rays touching the wave-tops gave the sea that seductiveness which made me again long to be a part of it. Why should I be but a puny bit of this vastness? I want to be part of that other vastness, the vastness of eternity. 1 sat and listened. Somewhere a raucous phonograph grated harshness on the car. Somewhere a voice bawled to another voice, then, laughter. A truck shifted on the hill. A horn honked. Then the sound of many voices came to me. Outside it was peacefully snowing lovely whiteness shedding purity on earth. Again, I wondered. Why am I mcrclv a part of all this noise? Why am I not part of the peace-giving beauty of nature? But I am a part of nature, a tiny part. We are human nature. And so often the beauties of human nature far excel the beauties of nature. How fine it is to be in daily contact with those who give, those whose spirit of service reflects itself in their every act. It is not less than inspiration. And when we tire again with restless longings, we can climb a hill or sit beside the sea to view nature and to view ourselves in introspect. Contemplation upon nature brings quietude. We return to our fellow-beings. We again have the assurance of that friendly, helpful guidance, that inspiration which gives us strength to live and enjoy life and to accept with open hearts its offerings. 1761 Bertha Johnson The Conning Tower of 1937 1 4—r At Worship ]■ ■ J - 1 F P Beatrice Evelyn Thompson ■j i tt-te—• -41 i ■ 4 ‘44 l-|: T V T J f C—t ■ t —i F; IHT- -J—■_!. . r-! r r =i J j | -=q 144 ■ 3- r ip -Mi ■r-.i ■ Dt: kV- 1 ffer- -7 .■ ! |! 1 gEEz , - ,-r i,-- , ■ 14 � i L 7 -; -Q ; =n ==fT=f It s - —■ F £ f ii i .1 J -i J ins r J J i • =b a‘v; T P -p !■ 4 y ==9 - -hwv-- r- Evening skies. Sunrise! Lakes and rushing waters, Make all things unlovely From my soul depart... .! Purple mountains rising high! Trees against the sky-----! Life is beautiful! Because God speaks within my heart Starry skies, moonrise_____ Far eternal heavens—-Take away my smallness, Make me long to grow! Vastness of the universe----- Timelessness of space —Life is wonderful because God speaks within my soul! 1771 The Conning Tower of 1937 Literature and Ourselves Literature, that varied art which stimulates the mind to a high timelessness, makes those who create and follow it at once aware of the eternal and the elemental. Life being as it is, a series of efforts, sometimes revolutionary, sometimes reactionary, leaves in the turbulent mind of man the varied moods that defy all analysis. And it leaves the bottom of those moods covered so well that no quality of wisdom that man possesses can root out the mystical and magical cause that breaks out into such flame-like effects, shaping and molding wisdom to man’s growing conceptions. To a philosophical mind, burnished and polished by literature, life is beyond analysis, beyond lofty syllogisms, or any metaphysical complexity. It merely and simply is. There is nothing to take the place of a simplicity that understands. The struggle of blood and soil thrusts great themes into literature; the consciousness of race expression as a formative power exhibits and leads to definite philosophical and moral tendencies; and individuals with no world thought thrust their one-sided views into the literary art. Still we seek that final elemcntalism that has powei and insight, beauty and symmetry, all necessary to great literature. But to connect world-feeling with literature, one has to realize that this life has a fire-heated hardness occurring and renewing itself from moment to moment. Each moment is a particle of existence that flows from a lower level and grows to a richer whole. Each day the measurement of our world feeling is the measurement of ourselves, and the person that does not accept the high grandeurs, the neutral meanings has a difficult time adapting his mind to literature. The poetical being seeking adaptation sees something in an heroic landscape or in the shading of distant hills, or perhaps he sees in the sea, a hard liquid darkness that instills some passion or internal sight, awakening intellectual excitement. He feels that the heart that comprehends life has a limited number of beats so he tries to connect them to the eternal pulse of nature; for his exultation and exhilaration are walls that stop all theories while his mind only externalizes a gem-like neutral, heatlcss light. His brittle dreams chip and flake from a consciousness always disconnected and irrational. Again we must take a different type of world-feeling. Slang is finding a place; psychological catchwords mold the mind of unthinking men; the furious contradictions of science and religion lead to mechanistic theories of existence until the modern life is nothing but a rush of people with a machine as a symbol. The machine mining the coal, the furnaces breaking it into fire, the fire creating the power, the power controlled by switches that govern huge generators and transformers, in this we see the vibrations of the age. A man killed by a machine mixes his blood with dark oil and bits of metal, and this seems like an unnatural crime committed by a new deity. Again the scientists grouping the stars, splitting the atom, seek truth at extremes, and the artist painting eccentrically and unwisely makes one feel that beauty is merely a false elemcntalism. Does literature have to express this and man’s reaction to it? Perhaps this [78] The Conning Tower of 19 3 7 age needs no literature, perhaps on the contrary it is its greatest need, who knows? Can man in the face of this arrange in his own mind those inner symmetries, project them with a glowing purpose to greater realization of self? Since we cannot go beyond or absorb, we sec at once the difficulty in expressing modern life. But man constantly externalizes himself, the strophe of his sorrow balances the antistrophe of his hope, the chorus of the multitude brings the power that forms conceptions side by side with the power that moves the stars. This affinity is necessary for expression, and only upon this structure can great literature be built. In silence and sometimes with expectancy we stare at life, but with what kind of expectancy? It seems as though no one can tell. With this expectancy we build up a waiting, a waiting in which is stored vast amounts of world experience ready to be expressed in the rare and startling poetry of life. But what is the end? It is enough to say that the earth and life are so old that the earth-wisdom clinging to them has been the basis of all aesthetics and all the meanings man knows. Caf.sar Chmielfavski The “White Collar” Worker I am weary and ashamed, my dear; I bring you empty hands again 1 fear. I’ve waited long to seek, to lose, to plead— No office can realize my need. To work, to work, to work! that’s all I want, Not charity! not relief! that dare to flaunt Their evil effects before my eyes that see Only their ruin of millions like me, Engulfing us in black and ugly bitterness. You say that the children are hungry—yes. And tomorrow people will knock at our door. Swear heavily while angrily demanding more. O God! Must we face this? Must our Children suffer while in these hands is power? Must you know great unhappiness and pain, Even though there is this college-trained brain? (That must work or it will rot with despair.) O, my dear, why has fate not been fair? I know that you are filled with sorrow, Tomorrow, I’ll ask for relief—tomorrow. 1791 Jean Elkins The Conning Tower of 19 3 7 Letter to Mother Monday eve Dear Mother, Will you please send my toothbrush, my blue pajamas, that small black notebook, and my wave cap? You might include some cookies, too. Say, it doesn’t seem possible I was at home three days. Why couldn’t dear old George Washington have been ten brothers so we could have long weekends oftener? How tired our families would get planning our favorite dishes that often. Mom, could we have lemon meringue pie, sweet potatoes, and fried chicken next Sunday? What a time we had coming from Concord here. The train was packed. Remember I told you about David? Well, the poor fellow spent the whole trip shifting suitcases and giving up seats for us distressed damsels. Maybe he’ll be a conductor some day. He is certainly proficient in aisle walking on a train. Speaking of aisle walking reminds me of the discussion of weddings we’ve been having. Fran leads the quiet ceremony side and Edna is supporting the church wedding devotees. I am still in favor of being a school teacher until Curley, the teachers’ oath, or something or other do us part. Mother, where is my electric corn popper? If it doesn’t come soon, my friends will join my ? ? ? in saying there never was a corn popper and that I was just seeking attention. Please send it, Mother. Already my friends are in two classes. The true ones are ante-corn popper fable and the others are post-corn popper fable. Please, Mother. Oh, there’s the bell. It’s too late to get this off tonight. I’ll send it tomorrow. Must leave now and wash out a few clothes. By the way, I need some stockings. Hr—, those new ones of yours are a very nice shade, aren’t they? Goodnight. Kiss the cat and Aunt Em for me. Wednesday Oh, Mother. What a day, in fact, what a two days! I was going to send this yesterday, but since you sent all my things and so much food I decided I’d cat them and write later. Those doughnuts were grand. The girls have just gone out to get weighed! Well, I was going to tell you about the past two days. We spent all of Tuesday eating your doughnuts, rolls, cookies, and fudge. 'That night at quarter of ten we ate carrots, radishes, tootsie rolls, and wafers. What a night I put in! I dreamed I was driving a baby Austin to California. While I was driving over a cobblestone road in Iowa, every town sign said “Cornfcd Hogs Here,” every cobblestone turned into a dinosaur egg, and every egg hatched, and every baby dinosaur picked up a sign and rushed to the car yelling at me, “Do your Economics more carefully.” Mother, I woke up trembling like a leaf in a hurricane. I went to the library right after breakfast and read a very deep looking (I don’t know whether or not it really was deep ’cause I couldn’t understand what it said) article on long-run monopoly price. Then I trudged to [801 The Conning Tower of 1937 class, feeling well fortified. Mother, when Mr. Ernst looked at me and asked me to cell what I knew about that topic, I sure wished 1 was back rolling along on the dinosaur eggs—I would have been more at ease. We had tap dancing tonight. I wish I;red Astaire could sec our beginners’ group executing a “hop, one-two hop, brush tap, brush tap.” We’re sure delicate steppers! The gym floor demands cessation of either tap dancing or basketball. You know, I’m just beginning to get acquainted with our library. We’ve got the grandest books and magazines. In the very near future I shall hate myself for not spending every spare minute taking advantage of all those riches. Why don’t we ever appreciate things until we lose them? When 1 think of how much more you would have done if you’d had only a tenth as many opportunities for education as I have, I feel so ashamed of myself, Mother. 1 wish 1 had it in me to justify the love and faith you have for me. Why, 1 even crab about this school, and you would say it is grand. And it is, Mother. It’s that I’m so small 1 can’t see such a big scale. Honestly, Mother, I’m trying to grow up though. I sure got a laugh on myself today. I was playing basketball in physical education class. I was doing a lot of yelling, and playing guard, too! Anyway 1 caught the ball, someone yelled, “Shoot”, and so I shot, and made a basket for the other side. That’s a study in conditioned reflexes for you. The irony of it was that I’ve never before made a basket! Don’t forget to take my summer suit out of the cedar chest and air it. Last summer we forgot how tenaciously the moth ball odor clings, you know, and I was socially ostracized that first evening I wore it. x x 1 just came back from the library. I slipped down. Oh, Mother, why must 1 always be so unlucky? I’m going to rtad some more detailed methods of torture and fancy slaughter and some roasted meat recipes from Homer now. Did you like the Odyssey? Love to you all, Brat P. S. How about some peanut butter fudge? P. P. S. May I have a new skirt? P. P. P. S. Lillian Kenison just took this letter so don’t be surprised if you’re late in getting it. P. P. P. P. P. S. Don't forget the corn popper! ! 181] The Conning Tower of 19 3 7 Of Necessity It was cold, cold and damp as only a seaboard city can be at two in the morning, December 25. The boiler room, though of the Consolidated Can and Wire Works was warm, warm and ruddy. That was because Barney was a good night fireman; furthermore, he was a Yankee. This was a strange Christmas— although not much stranger than his thirty-five other ones here in the boiler room . . . His whisker-darkened, red-rough old face slowly broke into a tobacco brown, toothless smile, for he would see his daughter tomorrow, his only daughter. Elmer Barnabas Haines had one desire, one passion, one obsession; he chewed “Old Honesty”; he never left a chip of coal or dirt on the boiler room floor, and loved and respected his ability as an unerring marksman with chewing tobacco. Thirty-five years before Barney had left New Hampshire to take this job his son-in-law found for him so he could be near his daughter. Thirty-five years ago the brass receptacle, to which he surrendered his cast-off liquid plug, had stood nearby, close to his chair. Unhurriedly it had moved further, day by day, year by year, by diligent accuracy on Barney’s part, until it now had attained a position, ten feet from Barney’s quiet vigilance. It was cold that night, when the four strangers burst in from the cigar store side of the boiler room. Now there arc times when the best of us and the worst of us seek warmth. This was one of them, so Horse Ear Karpa, and his muscle men two, even they hesitated before contemplating further philanthropy. Barney shifted his plug, sizing them up one by one, the little weasel faced man who talked with one side of his face and smoked with the other; the pasty faced, tall one, whose laugh invariably ended in a coughing spasm, and finally Horse Ear himself with his scarred tobacco stained face. They being of guilt said nothing; Barney, a Yankee, said less. They had herded themselves over next to the small boiler front and were ravishing the ruddy glow of the fire door. The Horse Ear took his hand from his pocket. Barney righted his chair just in time to halt his plug in its descent to his New England stomach. No, it was not a gun ... it was ... a plug of i(Old Honesty.” Now Barney slowly settled his thoughts as he settled himself in his rickety old chair. So that was where he had seen this stranger before. Killer Karpa . . . newspapers . . . pictures of Horse Ear . . . it all fitted together now . . . that and the only man in the whole city that carried Old Honesty closed at 11 P.M., and he sold it only to Barney by special request. Of necessity he arose from his chair and approached the fire door, it being a cold night. Of necessity now he spoke as he fed the face of the hungry boiler with coal well spread out. “Cold night, h’aint it?” Of necessity now he shifted his quid from low to high, skipping second, walked unconcernedly to the safety valve of the boiler and inserted a small steel chip in the spring. 182) The Conning Tower of 1937 Of necessity he calculated that the weak spot the inspector missed last year was right where Horse Ear stood, that it would take about ten minutes before the old boiler would blow—his boiler. He thought of the last time he had been in a steam explosion—Barney was old—of how many men Karpa had killed of his daughter who lived in the suburbs—he wouldn’t see her next Sunday perhaps—no-no-don’t think-go-go-back to the chair—keep them—keep them in front of the boiler. The silence roared with eloquence as Yankee and gangster, man and gunman, matched eye for eye. The weasel-faced one became restless, moved as if to go, but at a signal from Karpa remained—thus passed five minutes—six minutes—seven minutes. Barnabas looked at the clock, at his boiler, and his guests, looked at the clean floor around it, chewed thoughtfully, looked at the brass spittoon, reared in defiance, spat with assurance, . . . and missed! Walter A. Scott To Robert Frost You spoke of birches bended to the ground, Of ice storms and a wintry day. How like a bit of fairy land it seems, Until the sunshine melts it all away. You spoke of ledgy mountain country, too. You said you’d like to climb the rocky wall. And that is something I should like to do, And see the clinging ferns and moss and all. You spoke of simple, ordinary things, Of things the common country people do. You spoke of country life, so pure and real, With living so unstilted, free, and true. You love the things of daily country life, The mountains and the valleys and the rills. And I am waiting, longing to go back And live among the dear New Hampshire hills. [831 Pauline Kenison The Conning Tower of 1937 Travels Yesterday I took a trip to Shadowland, A place where visits every man. I met Old Grouch and Dark Gloom, Despondency, and Sulky Mood. Disappointment urged me to stay. I said, “Oh, no, not today.” Today Pm visiting Sunshineland, A place where visits every man. Merriment and Joy are present; Mirth and laughter to me they lend. Courage and Faith asked me to remain. Oh, thank you, Sirs, Pm glad I came.” Elvi Kf.urulainfn To Knowledge I thought that spring had come, And now the snow falls softly, Covering with its white blanket The stirring life of mother earth. ’Twas thus I felt when first we met, Before conventionality blanketed my soul, And buried all worth while In smothering suspicion of life. But will originality sleep forever. And all things fine stay buried here? Snow melts when springtime really comes, And so, upbuoyed by hope, I still exist. Dorothy Howard 184] The Conning Tower of 1937 Satellite Night— And clouds that go scudding Over a star-sprinkled sky; Moon of the eons of ages Looks down from untouchable high. Looks down— And blesses the weary, the rich, the poor, and the sad, Brings peace and hope and comfort Alike to good and bad. Moon, symbol of romance,— Magnet to tide and life, Grant that I, too, may find in thee Partial release from strife. Ethel A. Brainerd At Prayer Cool shadows, silver organ tones, Simple arches pointing heavenward. Flowers breathing from tall vases slender, Fragrance of their thoughts in deepest splendor. From open window, a soft stirring breeze Blends in the clear song of a listening bird. Sweet voices, chanting in soft melodies, Man’s heartfelt gratitude and deepest love. All speech forgotten in deep silence there, The reverent hush of humble hearts at prayer. Dim shadows, echoes faint and far, Cool arches reaching toward an evening star. 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