Sarah Dix Hamlin School - Epilogue Yearbook (San Francisco, CA)

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I-ldialllilll iflifllllfl' Sept. 7 We come back to school and Qat lastlj get our red Nov. zo We all relax as we realize that the last Saturday at March 17 Senior ties at the First Assembly. school is over. March 25 Sept. 10 We meet the new girls and enjoy much fun and Nov. 23 Katherine Forbes, the author of f'Mama's Bank frolic at the Iolly-up. Account, tells us of herself and her book, and Dr. Sept. 14 Representatives of the junior Red Cross come to Edwards, of the University of California, gives us March 31 school to show us some ofthe useful things we can the good and bad news of collegerecommending knit or sew for wounded servicemen. grades. Oct. Having exhausted ourselves blowing up balloons, Nov. 25 A brief respite as school closes for Thanksgiving April I0 we sell them successfully and stuff ourselves with vacation. ' ice cream and hot dogs at the Grape Festival in Nov. 29 Back to school again, but we take heartaswe realize Kentheld. that there are only two weeks more until Christmas April 1 1 Oct. So as to get out of school a week early for Christ- vacation. V V ' maslvacation, we spend our first Saturday at school. Dec. 1 Dorothy Crawford entertains us with her imita- April 18 Oct. The Lower School entertains us by singing selec- tions and expert monologues. tions from famous operas, Dec. 9-10 Grease paint and false beards appear as we give the Oct. We spend a htunorous and wonderful hour as Christmas Pageant, with Carolyn Tilton and Ioan April 27 Thelma Votipka and Charles Kullrnan of the Quigley as the madonnas. A Met tell us about their experiences in Opera Dec. io We exclaim It's here at last! as school closes for , and sing for us. three wonderful weeks of Christmas Vacation. April 28 Oct. We descend en masse upon Mills College for a jan. 3 School reopens and Finals loom closer and closer. most enjoyable play day. Ian. 1 4 If we live through this, we'll live through anything. Nov. Two down and one to go! ln short, mother Satur- Yes, Finals have begun. , May 5-6 day at school. 24 We busily turn over new leaves and hold class elec- Nov The pantomime presented to show the table man- tions, as the new semester begins. ners of the school turns out to be more entertain- jan. 25 Dr. Ham, the president of Mt. Holyoke College, May 6 ing than instructive. tells us about scholarships for Eastern colleges and Nov. The C.S.F. sees the Greek Theatre, millions of shows us movies of Mt. Holyoke. white mice, and the amazingly immense Library Feb. 8 We see movies and hear a talk on Wellesley Col- May 29 on its annual trip to Cal. lege by Mrs. Robert Sibley. V Nov. The main hall is transformed by means of straw Feb. 9 The tennis team competes with Miss Burke's. Iune 9 and scarecrows as the Sophomores entertain the Feb. 10 The C.S.F. gives a tea to weleomeits many new Seniors with a super dance, on a strirtb rustic members and to hold its electionsl theme! Feb. 26 A leap year theme predominates at the annual Nov. The Iuniors and Freshmen enjoy fried chicken, a School Dance. . treasure hunt, and a tailiy pull as they give each March 7 Poise, precision, and Postur: are the order of the other a joint party. day as we have try-outs for the Fashion Show. We play annual Tennis Match with l'lead's. In spite of the usual last-minute cases of nervous prostration, the Fashion Show for the benefit of Seeing Eye Dogs, turns out to be a great success. The yearly I-lamlin's Migration-to-points-South takes place as Easter vacation is welcomed into being. Terrific tans and tall tales How through the school, as we settle reluctantly back to work, with the realization that this is the last lap! New worlds of literature are thrown open to us by Miss Helen Fay at a very interesting assembly. A new and charming version of Goldilocks and the Three Bears is presented to us in Latin by members of the Lower School Latin class. The C.S.F. returns, their pro-Stanford faction substantially increased, after an enjoyable all-day tour of the Farm. Is it the work of gremlins or is the l-lamlin's School a nursery???? No, it is just an hilariously successful Baby Day. We all agree that Broadway has nothing on our Drama Class after witnessing with pleasure and amusement the great production Quality Street. The School turns out for the exciting Tennis Finals of the N.C.G.l.T.A. Matches at the Berkeley courts. Bring on the wet Turkish towels! Those Finals are here again. Sometimes we never thought we'd make it but it seems we have. We graduate with daisy chains and all. Goodbye, I-Iamlin's!!!

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middies and blue serge skirts, and three little towheaded boys who were all addressing their mother at once. As she hurried along her Quiet, Kiddiesn faded into the distance- The noisy blares of a megaphone increased as I drew near the Olympic meet where Annabelle Dodson had just made the world's high jumping record. In a box was well escorted Patricia Moffat, who told me she is doing research for her thesis on the Evolution of Man. Peanuts, crackerjack, ice cream, echoed across the stadium and, looking up, I saw Margaret Deterding who Put down her box of crackerjack and informed me that she was the head of the concession due to the shortage of venders but spent most of her time feeding popcorn to her enthusiastic triplets. The walls closed ing there was an awesome silence in the laboratory. The little room was tensely quiet except for Rosemary I-Iomer's whistling of Pomp and Circumstar-ice as she split another atom into quarters. Mary Henning was taking candid pictures ofthe minute particles to record them for future generations of Ioneses. Ioan Quigley, who was visiting chemist in the famous laboratory, was figuring out the trigonometric functions of I-I to O. All ofa sudden she jumped up and screamed madly, 'Tve got it at last. She rushed over to the great apparatus, followed by the excited Rosy and Mary. The apparatus turned green, then a weird purplish black-then dead white-and it petcolated violently, followed by a terrific explosion. I opened my eyes to behold my disheveled covers and my pillow which had fallen to the Hoot.

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