Salem State University - Clipper Yearbook

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Seniors gave a dance, but it was very select. Only Seniors are to come, they said. But there were a few favored Juniors who came back and told the left-outs of the wonderful party. Would you believe it? They voted that it wasn't half so nice to have the boys as to have only girls. You may think this is not true. just ask Mildred. D Now came Mr. Adams' entertainment all in the dark room. Sitting on the window benches, gleefully we watched the screen before us. Carriages, horses and cars went by upside down. The best of all, though, was to watch the girls on the opposite side of the street marching up and down, carrying the American flag. That lesson of inverted images, given in the dark room, is a memorable event of the year. The greatest grief that has befallen our class during its career came during this spring term, when itlost one of its most popular and lovable classmates and friends, Miss Hart, of Lynn. Now came the last term of the year and a busy one it was. Seniors getting ready to graduate, and Juniors ready to take their places. During the last few weeks we had basket ball games, exciting ones, too, when blue and red banners were flying from the balconies and girlish voices grew hoarse with yelling. There was a field day, and a class play, given by the Seniors. We were allowed to come and looked on with rapt expres- sion. The play The Rivals, was given May 9. We enjoyed it and determined we'd have one in our Senior year, but we haven't. The last month of our Junior year was a busy one, 20

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The first year was hard work. but we had a good many happy times, for several Saturday afternoons we had receptions--jolly good times they were, too. The first one, on October 25, was given to the juniors by the Seniors to make us feel more at home. We were all surprised to find what real fun just girls could have. It was an informal party and we went home, feeling better acquainted, and really belonging to the school. The next month passed, but little by little a shadow came creeping over the school, for one morning the Chief justice sat at his desk, a .note-book in hand on which was the label Marks. A little word, but such terrors as it may bring! Une by one we filed up, re- ceived our sentence and passed along. Some faces wore relieved expressions, some distressed, but the hearts of all did not cease to palpitate until on the home- bound train for the Thanksgiving recess. Refreshed and hopeful we came back, ready for work again. Now we gave lessons to our class, taught about buds and seedlings, told stories in history and began to feel a wee bit teachery. Two months more passed and on January 18 we juniors entertained the Seniors and teachers. We had our gymnasium decorated with japanese lanterns and laurel. It was a pretty sight. Then by way of a sur- prise, we had a hurdy-gurdy grind out our music. At first we flew, but little by little with suggestions from the girls. ourllittle Italian organ grinder slowed her time and then everything was perfect. We tried to make our guests have a good time and they said they did. Festivities were now on, and on February 22, the '9

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completing note-books in physics, etc. Every Friday morning music for graduation was practiced. Cue morning, was it a diamond we saw flashing on the ring finger of the left hand of our director? It was. Then the rumor was true. She was going to leave us. Poor us! How we should miss her, this guardian of the Chamber of Horrors! At last came graduation. The Seniors were Seniors no more. They were now full-fledged teachers and we -Juniors no longer-became Seniors, we girls and one boy. -- -f 7 .feb N, -T , .. - , f A L! it 7- K! '44 L I. X 1: 4 il? . i l I ' r i' -IU , ' , 1 X- , .. ,f 5' llc: l T i Q 2 il .' O7 . .f,, , - ,fx QI A 5, ' 0 A , r . T A l 1.4 ' J I 1 x - l J f I . I t i' I ' B tx I a L ' .' l I 1 I 21