Sacred Heart College - Gradatim Yearbook (Belmont, NC)

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fc tegggfegfegfe M? THE GRADATIM lM $$ l3M®M Last Will and Testament State of North Carolina I „ ( Anne E. DuLong County of Gaston ( Attempt-at-Law City of Belmont | We. the class of 1934. being of unsound mind and weakened bodies, caused by twelve years of hard work, realizing that soon we must depart, arouse ourselves sufficiently, to hereby, in the presence of these witnesses, declare this to be our Last Will and Testament, and also declare any other written heretofore or hereafter purporting to be our last will and testament to be null and void. Article I To our beloved Mother Superior, and our Directress, we express our deepest gratitude for the timely and good advice they have given us. Article II To our faculty we leave our heartiest thanks for all they have done to help us. Their guidance had been to us as the Star of Bethlehem to the Wise M en. Article III To the student body we leave our sincere good wishes that their school life, and in particular their Senior year, may be as perfect as ours has been. Article IV I, Barbara Hoole. do will and bequeath to Mary Soule my come-hither look. May said look win for her fame and fortune as it has for me. I, Evelyn Rea, do will and bequeath this timely advice to Harriet Bush. Go West young girl, go West. I. Eileen Peters, do will my it personality to Margaretta Gollner; may the fluttering male hearts respond to said gift. I. Catherine Diggle. do will my beautiful hair to Beverly Fox. May said gift hang straight over Miss Fox ' s shoulder to the delight of ambitious hairdressers. I. Laura Conrey, do will the United States Navy to Jessie Tatum. Anchors aweigh, Jessie! I. Nancy Tatum. do will my posture when debating to Millie Harris. May Miss Harris use it to perfection as I do. To Sara Sanders. I. Joan Libby. do will and bequeath my executive ability. May said ability be very beneficial when you become the head of a large hospital. I, Carrie Keenan, do will my clues to the whereabouts of Elmer to Scamp Diggle, with the hope that she may be more successful in her search than I have been. I. Helen Lewis, do will and bequeath my domineering dramatic ability to Cletus Waechter with the hope that said ability will always help her to leading roles. I. Anne DuLong. do will and bequeah my slim willowy figure to Nancy Underwood. May said gift be a source of admiration to the male world at large. We, the Senior Class, do will our enthusiasm in school activities to the undergrads. We also wish them success in all their undertakings. This will having been formed, drawn up and signed in legal manner, is hereby authorized by us. (signed) the individual members of the class of nineteen hundred and Thirty-four. Per: ANNE E. DuLONG Class Lawyer. Attest: ANNE DuLONG. Secretary. Witne ses : Barbara Hoole Helen Lewis Joan Libby Page E.ghteen 19 34 : : . A-::4-.: 4

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THE GRADATIM -: - ?. :A •; ++ ' Class History T N the first place, to give a history of any class is a difficul assignment. But. to give a history of the Class of ' 34. is almost impossible. We have done so many things these past four years! However, the four years are about to end. And so, we give this brief history of our class. We entered Sacred Heart Academy as Freshmen, fully convinced that the others who had gone on before us had done it all wrong. We were fired with that enthusiasm that brings freshmen to think that they are going to change things. We were soon repulsed, and we were brought to realize that THE SENIORS possessed our same frame of mind. There were activities, plenty of them, and the year rolled around and we found ourselves Sophs. As Sophs, we slowed down considerably in our creative ambition and decided that after all. Sacred Heart Academy had gotten along many years without our help and that, possibly, the Sisters could run the place. We studied, studied diligently. Then, we were Juniors. Parties, all kinds of social activities came our way. we made the athletic teams, entertained the Seniors, and looked forward to the year to come, the so-called year-of-years. We were going to be SENIORS. And we became Seniors. We remembered — and some of us smiled at the recollection too — our thoughts as Freshmen. Of course we acted real dig- nified, but that was for the undergraduates. All of us knew that in June we were to leave Sacred Heart Academy. There were some who knew that there was a chance of their not leaving — after all. to leave means to pass exams. Activities were numerous. We attended games outside, played our own games, gave suppers, attended shows, gave shows, and received our prized and eagerly anticipated graduation rings. And now. we must record in this history, our leaving. Perhaps other histories have quoted other graduates as saying that they left sadly. We, no matter how bold it may seem, leave gladly and joyfully. We leave gladly be- cause we are glad — glad that God gave us the chance to be students at S. H. A., and joyfully, because we believe that we have acquired what the Sisters have required — that we be educated, cultured, and true children of Mary. — Eileen Peters. Page Seventeen

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r: - ' A A -.t;- t.--t: r A ?: AA A,V: the gradatim The Convent Girl © ' 30M had invited me to the Spring Parties up at Michigan State. My mother accom- panied me and really, I never had such a wonderful time in all my life. Mother kept chiding me all through the parties, saying that she hadn ' t seen my face so radiant since I made my First Communion. And if my face was radiant, there was a reason. I was happy to the bursting point. First of all, I really like Tom Peters. Then, too, the Spring Parties at Michigan are something dreamed of usually by girls in my town. But. Tom Peters — good old Tom, had invited me. The Parties lasted a full week. We were on our third day of ' partying. The Kappa Beta Informal was the next dish on our menu of collegiate thrills. Couples were whirling about, the orchestra played soft music, the warbling tones of a crooner wafted through the hall, the crystal ball cast differently colored shadows, and, really. I was in the proverbial Seventh Heaven. Tom was a Sir Gallahad. He seemed blissfully happy — happy in the idea of making me happy. I must con- fess, I saw many things I had never dreamed of in Tom Peters that night. For the seventh time in twenty minutes. Tom cut in on my dancing partner. He must have realized that I was tired — I was a little tired, though perfectly content to keep on dancing, but he suggested a stroll through the garden. We did stroll. When we got into the garden. I decided that Tom surely had had some grounds for his suggestion so I pointed to a bench and we sat down. Happy ? he asked. Too happy, was my reply. Well. he said. What do you think of Michigan State? Tom, I said, it ' s wonderful. I wish I hadn ' t been sent to a convent school for my education. Things weren ' t like they are here. This place is another paradise. Yes. he came a little closer and said, you probably think it is a paradise. It is all right. But I think that a convent education beats them all. This was startling, Tom Peters talking like that ' He had never even gone to a parochial school — wasn ' t even a Catholic. Suddenly, I made up my mind that I was going to let him have his little say. It seemed that he had something to tell me about convents that I didn ' t realize. So. I asked him, Tom. what is you idea of a convent education and why do you think that a convent system has rhem all beat? His reply was slow. In fact, a minute elapsed before he said a thing. Meanwhile, I whistled the tune that you could just hear the orchestra playing. Then, he started to talk. You — Peg — you don ' t appreciate the education you ' ve had. And, you know more than I do about convent education. But you have been intimate with it. and your point of view is too close to the thing itself — to appreciate it. One must take a distant point of view. I say. Convent Training beats them all. In the first place, the essence of convent edu- cation lies in the Sisters — he hesitated, the Sisters themselves. I ' ve heard that Sisters are banded together to glorify God and assist humanity. Then, surely if they teach, they teach for a purpose. Those same Sisters have it on our teachers here, because teaching is a part of them — their life ' s work. They take girls, for instance, as they took you, and not only im- part some keen education, but polish you off. that is. knock off the rough edges. (I ' m trying to use his language so you can appreciate the man ' s point of view.) Then. I believe you un- consciously take on a Christian spirit, the love of Christ. Then, after filling your spiritual needs, they teach you culture. And their culture is well founded — I understand it has developed from Christ Himself. This convent education of yours also embraces vocational guidance. Page Nineteen 19 3 4