St Margarets Academy - Dayseye Yearbook (Minneapolis, MN)

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Class of 1920

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T. M .7 R (', .7 RET' S .y C .7 D E M Y :: M i n n e n p o I i s, M i n n. A PAGE OF HISTORY Florence Klll St. Margaret’s Academy has no distant past around which the fancy of the writer may roam in search of romance. In the prosaic year of 1907, thirteen years ago, when the Class of 1920 was preparing for its first glimpse of the fairyland of school life, the Academy threw wide its doors to welcome seventy-two high school students, four of whom were seniors. This favored first class were known to their friends by the names of I .ucille Babcock, Catherine Egan, Catherine Jordan, and Veronica Lohmar. As we look at our crowded class room now, we try to picture it with four chairs in a row, with ample spaces all around. What silence and what order must have reigned there! Did the Lucilles and Catherines and Veronicas of that day look down the dim vistas of the future and see the thirties and forties and fifties of later classes jostling each other about in their hallowed class room? Did they even dream of eating their lunch in a modern cafeteria or buying their food with paper currency made in Saint Margaret’s mint? They must also consider us very fortunate who wrestle with and overcome the sciences in lalxjratories fitted up with every necessary appliance. Neither are the presenr-dav students permitted to forget their predecessors, for almost every corner is adorned with a memorial of some former class. Our first glance on entering the building rests on the beautiful stained glass panels of the front door, and the statue of Saint Joseph, which is on the first landing of the beautiful front staircase, is our daily inspiration. The parlor table, the hall bench, and the instructors' tables, the baptolican and the herbarium in the laboratories are put into use daily, while the framed liberty bonds hanging on the walls are an incentive for us to save. That is, they were hanging on the study hall walls until the evening of March 31, when fate played a cruel joke upon us, for on that night fire broke out in the basement, swept up the elevator shaft, and caused sad havoc with the third fi x r. The next morning our beloved study hall lay in ruins, the skeleton of the piano stood guard over the front stairs, and, sad but true, the silence signs still hung in their old accustomed places. The beautiful walls and woodwork were greatly damaged by the water and smoke, and the large hole in the roof caused a greal deal of inconvenience during the April weather, but, in spite of all this, schoo resumed the even tenor of its ways after only a week’s delay, and the fire is now written in the annals of the school’s history. But almost all this, of course, is ancient history in so far as it concerns us. Now follows an account of Ourselves, the Class of 1920: 17

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a S T. M A A 6 A R E V S A C A I) E M Y :: M i n n e o p o i s, M i n . a CLASS HISTORY Mary Cork Eleanor Vondek NVeyer HE first Chapter of our Class History began in September, nineteen-sixteen, when fifty-five green little freshmen assembled for the first time at Sr. Margaret’s. I.ater we became separated, part of us gracing the new Junior Study Hall. Of course we were welcomed cordially by the sisters, but were looked down upon by the other classes. We bore their jeers meekly, as befitted our station. In this year, too, we started on our dramatic career by presenting several scenes from Irving’s Sketch Hook. We have a clearer memory concerning our second year. 'This year our class was reunited in the Senior Study Hall and we were then organized, with Clara Watters as president. Our brief glimpses of social life were through glass doors, while we watched with envious eyes the good times the Juniors and Seniors were having. On every Wednesday afternoon throughout the year the girls of this class busied themselves with Red Cross work. During the year we marched in two parades. In t he first one we created quite a sensation with our extremely large garden hats. The second was a Red Cross parade. In our third year we became a living factor at last. On account of the “flu” we had a vacation for eight weeks. It wasn’t much of a vacation, though, as all places of amusement were closed, and, in general, people were supposed to stay at home. When school began again we had so much work to make up that it was necessary for us to have afternoon sessions for several weeks. After much discussion we decided on our class pins. While the haughty seniors of nineteen-nineteen were interested in their graduate books we, the Juniors, got a similar craze for character books, which we filled with a great ileal of nonsense. They created quire a sensation among all the classes. The climax of this year was reached when we gave the annual Junior-Senior party. We spent weeks in preparing for this event and were rewarded for our efforts by everyone proclaiming it to be the best affair of its kind yet held at St. Margaret’s. The final chapter of our high school days started out with every indication of its being a delightful one, and such it has proved to be. Our first social function was a condescension to welcome the freshmen. We hope our successors will be equally charitable to these oppressed lower classmen hereafter. Then for several weeks everyone was busy preparing for the annual Christmas sale, which for the first time was in charge of the Senior class. 'This proved so successful that Mother gave us a Xmas party. As a pre-I.enten celebration we entertained the Juniors at a Valentine party. Our activities during lent were confined to work on the Dayesye. It was decided in the beginning of the year that we publish this book. 19