St Annes School - Synopsis Yearbook (Charlottesville, VA)

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ST. ANNE'S-1938i Qllawn Mrnphrrg NEW YORK, JUNE 3, 1942. Dear St. Anne's, I thought you might be interested in the letter I received from my good friend, the Countess of ---- as it concerns mostly some ex-St. Anne's. I know they once went to St. Anne's, as my daughter, who isthere now, says she has heard their names mentioned. I do hope you will enjoy this letter. Sincerely, CELESTE SMITH. FLORENCE, ITALY. MAY 1, 1942. Dear Celeste, Sorry I haven't written you before this, but for the past three weeks I have been in one mad rush after another. To begin with, the Count and I flew to London on the 20th, and as usual I proceeded to get ill and disgraced myself. This time, thank goodness, there was an air hostess with some brains as well as looks, and she managed to pull me through without disaster. She was such an attractive girl I asked her down for a week- end anytime she could come. Rather rash of me, I know, but she had such a nice name, Betty Schwenk, and she was so pleasant. The first night in London we went to the opening of Noel CoWard's new play, Bleating Heart. The famous American actress HYLDA, took the 1-eading role, and she was superb. She is claimed by many to be a second Sarah Bernhardt. The next day we dashed over to Wimbleton where we saw the little American girl, Nancy Johnson, gain international fame. We returned to London just in time for the presentation at court. There were quite a few American girls, and among them was Marion Mundy, the rage of New York, New- port, and as far as I could find out, all points North and South. The week-end of the 30th we spent hunting with Lady --1-, the former Ann Rafferty. There was a very amusing and clever playwright, a Miss Brooks, down there also. The last thing we did before we left England was to attend the Grand Nationals. I must say it was very exciting to be present the second time an American horse won, It was great fun too because we were with Lady --, and it was her sister, Caro- line Rafferty, whose horse won. ' The 31st we went down to Paris and while there I, of course, went to Pamela's. I found out, my dear, who Pamela really is, and believe it or not, she is another Amer- ican girl, a Miss Brock. She is designing a perfect dream of a dress for me now, but I won't bore you with details. After ten days of Paris night life we came on to Florence which is a perfect heaven. The Count is having my portrait painted while here by a budding American artist, Muggs. A rather strange name, n'est-ce pas? Did you hear that Count Fredinanda is to be married to an American. The girl is a Miss Holt of New York. Really I have never seen anything like it. America seems to have taken Europe by storm. My dear, after having chattered on like this so much I will tell you the real purpose of my letter. I wondered if you wouldn't subscribe to The Community Treasure Chest. If you are interested please make out the check to Polly Guerrant, as she is president. With all my love, BARBARA. Twenty-Seven

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ST. ANNE'S-1938 Gilman will We, the seniors of St. Anne's School, being of sound mind and perfect memory, do hereby make Item 1. Item 2. Item 3. Item 4. Item. 5. Item. 6. Item 7. Item 8. Item. Item 10. Item 11. Item 12. Item 13. Item. 14. up and down Item 15. to break. Item 16. Item 17. Item 18. Item 19. Item 20. Item 21. Item 22. Item 23. Item 24. Item 25. 9. our last will and testament. To Miss Porter We leave a school full of uniforms. To Miss Wardrope We leave a robot to answ-er the bells. To Miss Birdsong We leave the full privileges of deanship. To Miss Bennett we leave a class that she can control---a class Without Hylda. To Miss Waterman We leave a kind heart when it comes to exams. To Miss Lane We leave a senior class that always arrives a l'heure. To Miss Fishburn-e We leave a class who will appreciate her jokes. To Miss Harrell we leave the Shakespeare Company. To the junior class We leave the senior privileges? ? ? To the sophomore class We leave the privilege of growing up. To the freshman class We leave growing pains. To the eighth grade We leave the privilege of being childish. To the seventh grade We leave the thrill of coming to the big study hall. To the intermediates We leave an escalator to prevent them from running stairs. To the primary and kindergarten we leave a seesaw that is guaranteed not To To To To To To Phyllis and Mary Van, Nancy and Polly leave their athletic ability. Janet Williams, Hylda leaves her dramatic ability. Peggy Garnham, Mundy leaves her diablesse in French class. Virginia Hancock, Georgiana leaves her use of the library. Paralee Ritter, Caroline leaves her senior desk. Mary Jane Echols, Schwenk leaves her reticence Csolitude, to you'allJ. To Ann Robinson, Anne Rafferty leaves her school spirit. To To To Josephine Chisholm, Muggs leaves her ability to blush. Carol Talcott, Polly Guerrant leaves her love thoughts. Margaret Echols, Jacqueline Holt leaves her lady-like qualities. As executors of this, our last Will and testament, We appoint our good friends, Janet Williams and Testatrices : Harriet Orth. Signed: MARGARET WHITE AND HYLDA HIGGINSON. Senior Class of 1938. Twenty-Six

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ST. ANNE'S--1938 St. Annan Srhnnl Snngz I Better than all the world holds dear These hours of sunny leisure. Blooming with happiness, hope and cheer These hours we are free from rule. But better than honors we win by toil. Are the moments we give to pleasure So come let us sing till the echoes ring With a song to our own dear school. CHORUS Here's to the school we claim as ours Here's to her gold and White Here's to the daisy the dearest of flowers Here's to her following light. Here's to the hearts that find her a home And hold her all others above. Here's to her greatness in y-ears to come Here's to the school We love. II Of thee we sing, St. Anne's Summer, autumn, winter, spring, St. Anne's You're our spirit, too. Our m-ental Syncopation Hnds its start in you Of thee we sing, St. Anne's. And to you we'll always bring, St. Anne's Something not so sentimental Yet not wholly incidental Of thee we sing! III Therefs a school we all love dearly St. Anne's we're loyal to you. For you're our Alma Mater And to you we're true. For you We will work and ight forever St. Anne's our own school so dear. We'll cheer you on to victory With a long and loud cheer! Rah, Rah, Rah!!! IV We're a happy group down here We work and play all day. Our teams are filled with lots of pep St. Anne's the school We say. We wear the old blue skirts, we do Black tie and middy, too We work and play all through the day And, St. Anne's here's to you! Tw enty-Eight