St Margarets Academy - Dayseye Yearbook (Minneapolis, MN)

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5-4 £) ay c ye. IVa?iderings of a Se?iior zjftind in the Spring u IRLS. the assignment for tomorrow is to characterize Lear and Gloucester. V J and name the chief events leading up to the crisis of the play.” That's not so bad. I think I can answer them now. If we had been given a long lesson I don’t know what I should have done. Spring, and I have to stay in school. Well, maybe I can keep my mind where it belongs and maybe I can t. Look at that little bird out there singing as if he would burst. I wonder if he's sympathizing with me or whether he enjoys seeing me slaving away. With his head cocked on one side like that, though, he looks as if he was wondering what on earth was the matter with me to stay inside on such a beautiful day. O. but wouldn't I like to go out to the lake today—and no possible chance to go. Describe the character of Cordelia. A------h. she was very gentle and forgiving. Whew, that was a narrow escape! Maybe I'd better try to keep my mind within bounds. Thanks. Ad. you saved my life that time. Say. wouldn't you love to go on a hike today? It's just right outside. There goes McGinnis.” and without gloves. No doubt about it. the spring certainly has arrived, and I have to stay cooped up. I wish to goodness Catherine Fox could manage to get here on time once in a while. It's sort of diverting though to listen to the lecture she gets on promptness. What! Going to see her after school! Can you imagine that? We aren't even going to have the fun of listening to the lecture. Straw-bcrrics-berries-berries. straw-berries-berries-berries.” Here comes the old fruit man. I haven't seen him since last summer. Wouldn't I like to have some of those berries though! My mouth is just watering. If I thought those vines were strong enough I'd climb down and get some. Why on earth don't they have a fire escape down from this window? I have been wondering what I'd like to be and now I know. I'll be a contractor and build schools with plenty of fire escapes that go clear down to the ground. Sally, dear, could you possibly manage to keep your feet on the floor?” If I were Sally I'd tie weights on my feet to keep them down. It's an awful state of affairs when a girl is so light-footed that her feet insist on flying into the air. Just listen to those small Pro-Cathedrals hooting down there under the library window. How well they know that we would cheerfully give ten years of our lives to get outside. Really. I don't see any reason on earth why we couldn't hold classes on the campus. Helen Finch, you be the fool. Sister must think the part is particularly suited to her character. Fire?” Where? They're stopping right across the street. I wish I could get down there. False alarm! Can you imagine th3t? O. well, it wouldn't be right I suppose to wish a fire on anybody, but I think it could have been more exciting. I don’t see how I'm going to live on until school is out. For mercy’s sake, what is that? Explosions? No? Only a man beating a mattress. That man should be taken in for disorderly conduct. If I had a mattress that dusty I'd burn it rather than put the public endurance to such a test, especially with a school across the way. I wonder if there’s any chance that we might get out early today. Let me see. No. I guess the case is hopeless and I’m doomed to stay here till 1:15. I certainly should love to go to the country or to the lake and stay there till September. But no chance till after June sixth—no chance. U9 - Josephine Flynn.

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£)ayc Uf£. Original Translations At J'C.igitt (Cichendorff '- (achts) I I stood in the forest shadows As tho on life's fleeting brim: The fields were like darkening meadows, The stream like a silver rim. II The only sound that reached my ear. Was of bells across the wood: A doe raised its head in timid fear. Then slept, in its quiet nook. III The tree-tops on the summit rise And rustle, as if in a dream: Then God moved o’er the clear, blue skies. And blessed the land and the stream. Rose Spaulding. sJkComifig (Jog J Happy life so fresh and new Awakes from nightly dream. And on every leafy tree The dewdrops brightly gleam. They glitter on the fragrant rose And on the violet blue. They glisten on the thistle's down. Those silvery drops of dew. Ah. those sparkling pearls That gently glow and gleam— Thev are merely tears of joy That from ev'ry leaflet stream. TERESA KAUTH. Absorbed (1 o gtJ While the pattering rain-drops fall We wander under our parasol: You gaze at me. and I gaze. too. Blissfully happy, back at you. Thus we saunter along the way. All heedless of the element's play. Not observing in the least That the rain long since had ceased. Marion Weiland. • 28 -

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Jdaycdye. Cjeometry GEOMETRY is a big proposition, made up of a lot of little propositions. Euclid, or whoever the man was who invented geometry, must have thought the whole civilized world was going to settle in Missouri and would want to have everything proved to it. But I’m from Missouri myself, and I think he was wrong, for I would rather take Euclid’s word for it than to work out some of those awful theorems. At times in looking through a geometry, one might think he was reading a modern problem novel, especially when it refers to angular figures, the eternal triangle, etc. Speaking of triangles, one has to have a very acute mind to appreciate them. My mind was always obtuse, so I never could see them from the right angle. Then there was that everlasting running around in circles and never getting anywhere. And. Oh! Do you remember “extreme and mean ratio?” It was certainly well named. I never saw anything quite so mean and it threw me into an extreme fit just to look at it. “The theory of limits” was another little bunch of nuisance which made you burn midnight oil. I never could understand it until I heard it explained by the frog method. The frog method is this: if a frog jumps half way across a room at one jump, and half of the remaining distance at the next jump, and half of that the next, etc., he never would get across the room. Now isn’t that wonderful and clear? It explains the theory of limits perfectly, but it doesn't explain the frog. I can't understand yet why a frog could make a jump like that at first and then have its jumps dwindle down so. The only way 1 can explain it is that he was a moron and his mental development ceased after the first jump. However, there is one thing I learned in geometry that really does me some good. Always when I come to a vacant lot I say to myself. “I’ll cross this lot because the hypotenuse of a right triangle is less than the sum of the other two sides.” I was quite happy about this for a long time, until one day as I started to cross one of these lots. I said something unthinkingly to myself. “A straight line is the shortest distance between two points.” Now I learned that right in the beginning of geometry and that’s where I should have started. What was the use of taking all the rest? But the old saying is “Some people never know when to stop.” and I suppose I must belong to that class. But as two math credits are required for university entrance. I must keep striving to reach the goal even if. like the frog, my spasms of intellectual action do not carry me as far on the road to accuracy as I would wish. Frances Schulte.