Sargent School of Boston University - Sargenta Yearbook (Cambridge, MA)

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Ha' S T- -E. ess 'Senior Song We greet with loud acclaim the honored name of Sargent Until the chorus swells the echoes far and near, While the glorious fame that to her came has made dear To our hearts the name of Sargent. But though we swear allegiance fair, dear Alma Mater, By Nineteen Thirty-One has our loyalty been taught, And we praise the best of classes, Spirit none surpasses, Hail the name of Thirty-One. Chorus Fairest of the years that surround us Spirit of the best life can hold, Reverently we stand now before you Thinking of the things you have toldg Eagerly we search the hidden future, Unafraid we face the tasks ahead, Trusting in the knowledge you gave us, Cherishing the Words you've said. Oh Thirty-One, Keeper of the goal that we strive for, Guide and teacher of careless youth, You have taught the right things to live for, Keep our hearts awake to the truth. may U51

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'I 6556 on Q e ax. T, wif? 1951 'gpm 95---+--2 as:- I, Emma Grace Boudiettc will my captaincy of the fifth Hockey Team to Ted Clark. I, Mary Cleary, will my rosy cheeks to Ena Tilson. I, Helene Brcivogel will my parking space near the door to some lazy member of the sophomore class. I, Clare Cole do hereby will my long legs to Mush Strehlis-she may need them. I, Anne Willowby Duflin do relinquish all claim on my soprano voice and have said voice boxed ready to send to the future President of the Glee Club. I, Frances Lill bequeath to Mary Kelley my art of pinchy pinchy and my nick- names Frizi and Lances Frill. i We, Mim Ellis and Shrimp Bridey will our cosmetics, make-up box and all the acces- sories to Sally Hines. I, Paulyn E. Miller will my purple dancing costume to Ruth Gross. I, Barbara Libman will my green leather jacket to Gun Roos. I, Frances Sandbloom will Mrs. McKenzie's cat to Adalaid McG'arett. I, Muriel McClure will my annual gathering of Camp freckles to Sally Campbell. I, Christine Heer will my ambitious nature to Grace Sippell. I, Alma Scotten will my rabbit's foot to Betty Alexander. I, Lee Godley, will to Shorty Long the good old Grecian Urn, and my high heeled evening slippers to Kay MacDonald. I, Mary Bowen will my democracy ro Mary Moriarty. I, Martha Lodge will my cuts to Shorty Long. I, Barbara Tuthill will my Elephant Hook to Helen Westaway. I, Martha Curtis will my bath robe and Goldfish to Lib Johnson. I, Louise Synder will my ability to stay slim to Peg Clapp. A I, Alice Hanson will my clogging shoes to Bobby Craig. I, Genievive Lawson will my time tables to Eleanor Rehberg. I, Etta Falk will my chewing gum to Lib Deering. I, Tony Stoner will my swimming ability to Grace Sippel. I, Mary Bosworth will my place in interpretive dancing class to Anne Schonland. I, Robena Senior will my dramatic ability to Edna Learned. I, Natalie Woods give my it to Staples Persinger. I, Rose Furano will my 'kinky hair to Rugh Kellogg. I, Lou Waters will my sophistication to Marty Martin. 1 I, Amelia Grace Phoebe Bucky will my ability to tickle the ivories to Harriet Ocker. We-Hazel Andrews, Betsy Huck and Eleanor O'Connell, Inc., joyously will our laundry bills, dust, broken dishes, and Sandborn notes-to those three competent Sopho- mores who may assume the burdening responsibility with as little care as we did! r-iflfgf. . - A Q g. I I74l 1:44:-

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-li-. sa. 1951'gg9?i,Qf-S------is F. Senior History October the fourth on Registration day Our Freshman battalion was formedg Our Senior advisors paved the way As Sargent's walls we stormed. Victory brought on parties and fun Until that woeful day When we found our battles had just begun l With No Cuts leading the fray. Came the command, Pass in Review. We tried all our best to display As we took firm hold of the red so new On that memorable Move-Up Day. Then by the Senior Troops we met And engaged in a Red, Red Tussle Red Hats and bunnies as hostage we kept And how those Seniors did hustle! But at Training Camp we worked as one Sustained by peaches and peaches When jackstones, bird-walks, and baseball were done, We swam among the leeches. To Cambridge headquarters we returned Of army life we were weary Our swords, caps, and guns we burned And changed into jesters so cheery. Heigho! There Seniors, let's be friends At the Little Show -we'll stop! Let's forget the torment and make amends 'Tis Sargent's night at Pop's. The jesters held a merry ball 'Twas at the Somerset Fun and frolic was there for all A night we'll never forget. I Our carefree days were over Golden Sages wise we became Dignity and wisdom moreover Make up our Senior name. Although we now are leaving Cur school, our camp, our class We'll have our memories abiding Which no others can surpass. 4 P. P. AND I. R. '31 I, l yi 4055 c g - A g. l i761 ii --.-.-.