Sacred Heart College - Gradatim Yearbook (Belmont, NC)

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Miriam Weldon Philadelphia. Pa. St. Matthew ' s (1): Sodality (2, 3. 4); Dra- matic Club ( 3 ) ; Class Secretary ( 3 ) ; Basketball (2. 3. 4): Monogram Club (2. 3. 4); Bridge Club (3); Literary Society (4): Tennis (4): Hockey (2, 3. 4); Softball (4): Testatrix GRA- DATI.M. Commencement Who does not glory in climbing a hill. In reaching its summit at last. There where the dreams of the years are enshrined. To rest from the climb that is past? We have adventured together these years. Our heartaches and pleasures combined. Up to the heights where our daydreams are true And clouds in bright silver are lined. Here we enjoy the rewards of our tasks And others will seek our station. Turning to bid them aspire and attain We start on our life ' s vocation. Upward and onward we strive towards our goal For Life is a miser, we see. Each coin she gives she demands one returned And allows no discrepancy. — Mary Claire Allen. Page Tiventy-two THE GRADATIM

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Edith Gallagher EUZABETHTON. TENN. Gastonia High (1); St. Elizabeth ' s (2); Eliza- bethan High (3); Sodality (4): Dramatic Club (4): Basketball (4 1; Le Cercle Francis (4 1; Honor Society (4): Literary Society (4); Tennis (4) ; Hockey (4 1 : Softball (4). Mary Evelyn Holtzclaw Cramerton. N. C. Class Secretary (1. 2): Honor Society (2. 4); Literary Society (4). Secretary (4); Day Students ' Association (4). Helen Jones Washington. D. C. Sodality (1. 2. 3. 4); Dramatic Club (1. 2. 3. 4): Music Club (1. 2. 3, 4); Class President (1. 2, 3. 4); Basketball (3. 4): Le Cercle Fran- cais (2. 3. 4) ; Honor Society (3. 4) ; Bridge Club (3. 4) : Literary Society (4) : Tennis (4) : Hockey (2. 3) : Choral Club (1. 2. 3. 4) ; Class Historian Gradatim. Dorothy Walker Wilmington. N. C. New Hanover High (1. 2. 3): Dramatic Club I 4 ) : Class Secretary ( 4 ) . Honor Society (41; Literary Society (4 1: Hockey (4): Softball (4 1: Class Prophet GRADATIM. NINETEEN THIRTY-EIGHT

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» Class Htsitorp Each of us has her memories of school life in which, day by day. happiness and sorrow were skillfully blended into one exquisite pattern forming, as it were, a colorful tapestry which will be only one of our many life portrayals. The fundamental stitches of this pattern were made when, as the freshest of Freshmen, we entered Sacred Heart Academy and became accustomed to the orderly routine of boarding school — daily Mass. supervised study, innocent, wholesome and invigorating recreation, all made obliga- tory for our well-being. Occasionally, our threads became entangled but the Sisters kindly and patiently helped us to straighten them and often taught us new and useful stitches at which we became quite adept in the years that followed. One of the darkest threads appearing in our design during the freshman year was the death of a classmate ' s father. Her consequent withdrawal from school left us with only nine needle workers for the rest of the year. The next scholastic year, we were glad to be together again, and being Sophomores, we were so very sure of ourselves, that we industriously began work anew on our tapestries. shaping in details and finishing off places that had been neglected during the previous year. Necessarily the sombre shades of languages, mathematics, and history had to be used, but these were relieved by the bright hues of surprise parties, picnics, and movies, all delightfully blended into our scheme of life by the ever vigilant and loving Sisters. To our dismay, when we returned the next year we found only three of last year ' s class among the Juniors. Because of this fact we three became known as the Three Musketeers. As the year progressed the class formed a closer companionship which grew as we worked side by side, and helped us to bring into prominence the pastel shades of peace and love. We looked forward with eagerness to the Junior-Senior banquet, and when the time arrived, we gave the Seniors such a time as they never had and made them wish that they could remain forever within these happy walls! One of the happiest moments of our school lives was that soul-stirring instant in which the Seniors changed their tassels from left to right, thereby making us the proud possessors of their singular privileges and of the traditional Senior Dignity. Now we are going to graduate and leave — some of us never to return! We are nine this year, and everyone is a true representative of Sacred Heart, filled with the inspiration which is so essential for the development of practical, Christian womanhood, ever constant and true. The design in each tapestry has been completed, and we may now gaze with some degree of satisfaction upon the finished product. Carefully and with individual attention we have been instructed in the art of blending deep purple with gold, gray with crimson, and black with sky-blue. Being young, we have preferred the brighter threads and gayer designs. Some- times, it has seemed hard to lay aside the orange threads of recreation and take in their place the darker shades of work and study. We have learned that to work in the brighter strands successfully, we must combine with them almost as many dark ones, but we have also learned that too many sombre shades, like shadows, must be brightened by high lights, in order to bring out their real beauty and significance. Now, since the time of graduation has come. let us go forth and use successfully the craftsmanship which we have learned during these happy years as we. day by day, fashion that broader tapestry of our adult life. Let us strive to reflect credit on the Sisters, who. by their experience, diligence and far-sightedness, have helped us to form a refined and delicate, yet .strong background for the design which we shall, in future years, choose to weave into our tapestries. — Helen Jones. Page Twenty -three NINETEEN THIRTY-EIGHT