Putnam Hall School - Pennings Yearbook (Poughkeepsie, NY)

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CAN YOU IMAGINE- Henry not asking for money? Caroline not getting A reports? Virginia Howell grown-up? Nat without Harry's belt? Virginia Smith not studying? Beth without Miss Bent? Rachel Smith on the black list ? Anyone getting A+ in Latin? Sally not in green? Peanuts peanutless? Agnes with a permanent ? Miss Collins here over the week-end? Mary Byxbee with her hair straight? Flip leaving .a piece of cake? Helen Race eating cereal? Melio on time? Harriet Lewis pronouncing correctly? Peanuts. STATISTICS SHOW THAT- The number of peanuts consumed by Peanuts in a year, if placed end to end, would reach from ,Poughkeepsie to New York and back. The amount of money asked for by Henry in one year would pay off Germany's wardebt. The number of Saturdaiy Evening Posts purchased by the inmates of Putnam would furnish reading material for the ,entire army at once. The number of words misspelled by ,Sally and Caroline would, if printed, form a complete dictionary. The number of boxes of candy sent from Putnam to Lincoln Cen- ter would, if combined, make a box equal in dimensions to the Wool- worth building. The number of curlers used at Putnam would provide 123,574 actresses with Mary Pickford curls. COMIN' THROUGH THE HALL Gin a lassie meet Miss Evans, Comin' through the hall, Gin a lassie hear Miss Evans' Sweet but firm voice call, Have you got your rubbers on, lass? And your woolen hose? Very well, then dinna lag, And see you don't get froze ! TEA HOUNDS Won't you,join me in a cup of tea? VVell, you get in, and I'll see if there's any room left. - 2 Ed.: Who's that girl over there? Co-ed: She's Helen Carrs, Ed. :, How is she in a porch swing? Octopus

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Our Idea of a Perfect Girl Doc's eyes. Hazel's hair. Bob's nose. Beth's figure. Peanuts' eyelashes. Melio's color. Race,s smile. Gatha's arms. Aggie's teeth. Libby's pep. Flip's lips. Rachel,s walk. Henry's legs. Anna's hands. JUST TRY TO PICTURE Miss Evans shooting craps. Miss Whitcome driving a yellow Stutz. Madame roller skating. Miss Watt in a tantrum. Miss Collins intoxicated with oxygen. Miss Chase in knickers. Miss Bent in red flannels. Miss Case off duty. Miss Smith against Harvard. .Melia MORE TRUTH THAN POETRY The students get the benefit, The college gets the fame, The printer gets the money, But the staff, they get the blame. Purple C ow. BEAUTY, JOY, LOVE Green stones in a jade comb, Diamonds in the sun, Water in the moonlight,- All of these are one. Singing in the morning, Skipping down the lane, Laughing just at nothing,- These are all the same. Eyes that shine and sparkle, Lips that bend above, Arms that steal around one,- Yes, we call it love. SHALL YOU EVER FORGET The Bardavon? Miss Bent coasting? Llewellyn making the skating pond? Giving Current Events on Monday mornings Military Drill? T he Bungalow teas? Miss Whiteome giving Ucombinationsn? Devils ? In quarantine? Hershey bars? The Hope Chest? The Black List ? Invisiblesn? Is your coat out? The Senior Class? 77

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WOULD YOU ? l'd like to be a could-be If I could not be an are. For a could-be is a may-be With a chance of touching par. I'd rather be a has-been Then a might-have-been by far, For a might-have-been has never been, But a has-been was an are.-Wid0tc'. OUR IDEA OF FREE VERSE Sfroplw. The corn is on the cob, The bath is in the tub, The door is on the knob, Quoth he, Ay there's the rub.' Aufislroplzc. 3 The cheese is full of holes, To you from me with love, Wliat color eyes have moles? lt's raining! heavens above! Eflodc. Look here! that duck is lame. The mouse is in his lair, The picture's in the frame, How sweetly smells the air. L'Envoi. His hands are full of grime, The pig is in his pen, The, point of this here rhyme, Go on! just guess again. ' ' Melia. Z! Mother, what's a Dry Martini? Heavens on earth, child I Oh -Moonshine. Virginia: I can't find my bathing suit. Doris: Maybe a moth ate it. Charlotte: We had a great time at the club today telling about our trips to Europe. Natalie: Who all were there? Charlotte: I was the only one. NVhat are young ladies made of? Of concerts and dances and sanctified glancesg Dresses and bonnets-ribbons and sonnets 3 Boarding-school graces-flounces and laces,- And such are young ladies made of.