Salem State University - Clipper Yearbook

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N. grouped into sections. Then there were many disap- pointed faces for high school chums were now separated. Little did some of these disappointed girls know of the life-long friendships that were to be formed with these strangers from all parts of the state. 'Twas not long before they said, How glad I am that I am in junior II thail may be with you! Now a normal school is a place for work, so it was not long before lessons began. In high school we had always looked forward to loitering'away the first few days when sections were being formed and books given out. It was just the opposite at Normal School, how- ever, for our principal has a hobby of having programs made out and everything in working order even before his classes come back to school, so within an hour of the opening exercises of that first day we had started work in earnest. It was strangeiyet very pleasant to sit around tables in such an informal way. We liked it. We went from recitation to re'citation, meeting new teachers and liking them, too. Taking it all in all, that first morning was more or less of a strain upon every one of us. We felt somewhat relieved when it came noon and we were freed from our new duties. Hungry as only healthy young girls can be, we hastened down stairs. There was the lunch room with many little tables and that delicious smell of something to eat awaiting us. Then what a din! juniors forgot their shyness and vied with Seniors in shouting for fried fish and ice cream. When all were served and some degree of quiet prevailed, the girls had great fun talking over the morning with old chums and new. 16

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Uribe life ibistorpv of 1904. -.., 1' OW could the oun ladies the left side of the floomgappear 3 self- possessed on that morning of Sep- tember Io, 1902. O yes, they were iors. But oh! on the right of that great Main Hall sat one hundred ten timid, fearful girls , and one heroic youth, our only a one. There before us on the platform back of the bar, in very dignified-looking, black leather chairs, sat a row of extraordinary person- alitiesf' In the centre was a desk, the seat of the Chief justice. Cn each side of him sat five associate justices and behind them several others. Shrinking back in our seats we felt like pleading for clemency. We were very humble that first day of our course at the Normal School, but we soon found out that these folks on the platform were not people to fear but our would-be friends, our guides along the pathway of knowledge. After we became somewhat accustomed to our new surroundings, we ventured to look abouta little and just as on the first day at the primary school, we smiled at one of our girl neighbors and thought, I know I'1l like that girl. Wonder what her name is P After we were assigned our regular seats we were f 1 - t - 0 g A ,,... nfl I , ' fl . . . c-v-' S .4-. an n I , en A 'if-' 1 ' , u vfiggll' I ZA -l l I q . f , ,,,.,3'f-Qravllfl 1:-U - 1 f A-' - L' V l ll.I'v' 'pi' 9 9 Q. ' v - k..,4'9 ',,.1'? I5

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Not all life can be one round of pleasure, so after lunch we poor little new-comers passed through a great ordeal-we entered the Chamber of Horrors. Fright- ened and trembling we entered, but came out fearless and triumphant and reassuringly whispered to those waiting to enter: It isn't very bad. We had only to sing a scale and read a little music, and the guardian of the chamber wasn't so terrible, now was she, girls? Thus the first day passed and we survived to tell the tale. 'Twas not long before the class of 1904 became fairly familiar with the ways of the school and learned to know the teachers and fellow-students. That first year we learned to draw, to find color, violet if possible, in every conceivable object, even in the lustre of an iron ore. We painted twigs and handed in our results, sure that they would go to Purgatory, where we might find them among the not passed. Yet many times we were happily surprised when the next day we saw these self-same sketches exhibited before the class and heard that familiar voice say, Isn't that jolly! We learned-nay-tried to learn Significant Figures. There were many puzzled faces at that time, but a patient teacher did his best to clear the cobwebs away. Mathe- matics, at which we had before looked through smoked glasses, now appeared as clear as crystal. We cheer- fully learned theorems and took great pride in our meter cube. But the best fun was our field trips, when we shouldered our instruments and went a-measuring. The people in the cars might stare, we didn't mind. Alas, how our hearts did beat when we went to acertain recitationand were told to give the line of thought as 17