St Margarets Academy - Dayseye Yearbook (Minneapolis, MN)

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M A l (. R E I ’ S ACADEMY. Ml N N E A POL IS , M INN. aAlumnae U (otes A-MOTHKRS and Daughters' party —the first of its kind ever attempted at St. Margaret’s- was given under the auspices of the alumnae in February. Archbishop Austin Dowling was the guest of honor and principal speaker. In his address on Catholic Kducation , Archbishop Dowling pointed to the opportunity tor service open to Catholic women and offered suggestions tor special work which might be undertaken by the alumnae. Girls of the senior class were honor guests at the reception following. Many mothers who accompanied their daughters spent an especially interesting evening renewing acquaintances with their former class mates at Holy Angels and old Immaculate Conception school. The suggestion was made many times during the evening that the Mothers and Daughters’ Party be made an annual event. Mrs. Charles Brennan—Alumnae treasurer—is all smiles these days. It's all over the success of the alumnae dancing party at the Leamington hotel April 25. Guests came—not by the dozens—but hundreds. Nearly 700 were on the dance floor and while Mrs. Susan Crain, social chairman, board members, and others assisting, saw young dancers tripping the light fantastic and older alumnae renewing acquaintances, Mrs. Brennan saw a different picture—the alumnae treasury replenished. That’s why she is still smiling. Parr of the proceeds from the party will go toward a scholarship at Sr. Margaret’s for some deserving girl next year. A special honor was accorded the alumnae president, Miss Lillian Taaffe recently in Washington, when she was received privately at the White House by Mrs. Warren G. Harding— First Lady of the Land . Miss Taaffe describes Mrs. Harding as a sincere, unassuming anil extremely gracious woman, keenly alive to all national and international problems. Miss Tatfe’s reception at the White House was following the Pan American Congress of Women at Baltimore and Washington, on which she wrote daily articles. The congress—one of the most notable gatherings of women ever held in the I 'nited States—was attended by large numbers of brilliant Latin American women, many of whom are Catholics, Miss Taaffe said. Fine tributes were paid by the women in public addresses to the Catholic nuns for their work, not only in the field of education, but of social service and public welfare work. IDI

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ST. M A R (i A R K T' S A C A I) K M V, MINNKAPOUS, MISS. [131

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M A RGAR ET ‘ S A C A I) K M V , Ml N N K A POLIS, Ml N N . My Wee Spittle Qottage It’s just a wee, wee cottage I know, But oh! my dear, I love it so; And my heart would break, should it come to harm, My wee, little cottage, down on the farm. My cottage rests on the top of a hill, Just covered with daisies and daffodils; And a sparkling brook lends to the charm Of my wee, little cottge, down on the farm. Over the veranda red roses grow, Shedding their perfume, while soft breezes blow; And the snow or the cold cause no alarm To my wee, little cottage, down on the farm. The fields and meadows stretch far away. And God’s winged vocalists sing there all day; They come for their food, sure of no harm, To my wee, little cottage, down on the farm. My dear, you may live in your palace grand, With your cars, and servants that around you stand, But your palace, for me, can ne’er hold the charm Of my wee, little cottage, down on the farm. Nf.ii. Fitzpatrick, ’22 ‘Dream Cjirl Who is the maid with the golden hair, With the eyes of fire, and the feet of air? Who comes to my bed-side every night, And fills my dreams with gay delight. She’s gowned in dress of various hue, And on her feet are sandals blue; About her shoulders a scarf of white; And she fills my dreams with gay delight. Her lips like tiny rose buds smiling, Chant a song so beguiling, Bringing wonders before my sight And filling my dreams with gay delight. She glides and dances over the spread, Circling her scarf high o’er her head. Her feet trip lightly with all their might To fill my dreams with gay delight. 115] Marie Martin, ’25