Simmons College - Microcosm Yearbook (Boston, MA)

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IMS nf 1910 6 f f L t B If 5 MARJORIE C. ELMES PRESIDENT ANNIE C. PERRY ELIZABETH H. EMERSON VICE-PRESIDENT R SECRETARY MARY I. HASKELL TREASURER

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ewllections of a Senior O you remember the first day you came to Simmons? My, wasn't it hot? You asked the motorman in a very timid, if ,.'. -fjl quavering voice to stop at Simmons College, please, and he did, and you got off with some other girls and looked around, but you didn't see it anywhere. Nevertheless, you followed them, and when you came to a big gray building with dogs looking out of little cubby-holes 'round the top, you wondered if it was going to be the place. However, as nobody else paid any attention, but walked right by, you stopped paying attention and tried to act as if you really knew it wasn't, all the time. In a minute or two you came to what you knew must be Simmons, and you boldly followed the others up the steps and in the door. Of course, if the principal of the high school where you went hadn't perjured himself by certifying that you had a knowl- edge of arithmetic sufficient for the application of the fundamental principle-s,'l you would have come in several days before and been quite familiar with your surroundings, or if you had been a dormitory girl you would have been impressively ushered over by patronizing upperclassmen. Neither of these estates fell to your lot, however, and you stood just inside the door by yourself, very lonesome and very scared. Suddenly a person with a badge dashed forward from a group and laid hands upon you. VVanna register-Household Ec, Libr'y, Secretarial, Science? C'mon. Er-Secretarial, you faltered and blindly you followed her impetuous lead, trusting implicitly in her seeming unbounded knowledge of everything She led the way into a very hot room which was full of people writing or walking about. Seizing three sheets of printed paper, she thrust them into your hands. There, she sighed in the tone of one more over, write down what it says there, 'n' have the division all right, and fix your hour plan to match it, and take it and have them certify it, and she van- ished. You groaned inwardly and cast a longing, beseeching glance toward the door through which her official person had disappeared, but evidently she had gone irrevocably. You learned afterwards that you had been welcomed and that was all any ordinary Freshman had any right to expect. You heaved a heart- felt sigh and sat down to write, though you had not the slightest idea what. Feverishly catching up a pen you sought to unravel the 30