St Margarets Academy - Dayseye Yearbook (Minneapolis, MN)

Text from Pages 1 - 152 of the 1930 volume:

m iNNexpous PUBLIC LieUAttY Baybsye l.oc. Cabin Rainy River CONTENTS Homes at Home Home of Religion Home of Administration Home of School Life Home Seniors Home Classes Home Miscellaneous Home Business Copyright 1930 St. Margaret's Academy MINNEAPOLIS MINNESOTA Godfrey Mouse , W. fc.- -v- . ■ -n 4 ) '• V. , THE DAYESYE PUBLISHED BY THE CLASS OF 1 930 Volume Eleven A HOME NUMBER ST. MARGARETS ACADEMY Minneapolis, Minnesota A 4m u % i. V. V K'A’ 4 u N ' 4 y A- M 4 -1....... MHC HOME WORD This • dayesyi:- is a house of MEMORIES. ENRICHED BY A HOME ATMOSPHERE. THAT SWEEPS FRESH ON THE PRAIRIE WINDS. AND GATHERS ROUND EVERY SANCTUM WHERE ARE LOVING PARENTS. LAUGHING CHILDREN. HAPPY HOMES. AND SO WE HAVE BUILT YOU A HOME BOOK. GIRLS. TO MAKE YOU FEEL AT HOME: A QUAINT COVERED WAGON. A COZY LOG CABIN. A MODERN BUNGALOW. WHERE CHILDREN PLAY. AND GROWN FOLK STAY. WITH ’ HOME FIRES EVER AGLOW. AS YOU VENTURE NOW. ON A STAR-STREWN PATH TO WHERE THE RAINBOW ENDS. FOR DAY AND FOR NIGHT. KEEP EVER IN SIGHT THE TRAIL WHERE THE HOME ROAD BENDS— FOR HOME IS HEAVEN IN EXILE. AND HEAVEN IS HOME AT HOME. Jj DEDICATION ASA TOKEN OF APPRE- CIATION OF THE HOME MAKERS OF OUR CITY AND OUR STATE. AND ESPECIALLY OF OUR OWN HOME MAKERS. OUR CHERISHED FATHERS AND MOTHERS. WE. THE CLASS OF NINETEEN THIRTY. LAY THIS. OUR HOME BOOK ON THE HEARTH FIRES. WHERE HOME IS THE DEAREST PLACE TO ALL The Madonna Cirbjllo The Invisible Mol her of Our Home and School Our Home and School Parlors HOME What sacred magic in that fond word home! Our heart-gates at its mention hurst ajar. And hack down memory paths our spirits roam To holiest friends, and sweetest scenes afar: To Father. Mother. Sisters. Brothers all That were so closely ours, when life was young: And Childhood's happy scenes our souls enthrall. While round the hearth, we hear old home songs sung. Dear Childhood Home! Thou sanctum consecrate To God’s first love and sacred lore of saints, How all but cruel seems the destined fate That leavens later life with acid taints. Dear Home-Ones all. renew old Home desires! We’ll chant home songs again, round God's Home Fires! Northwest Main Once again I see these hedgerows. Of sportive wood run wild Green to the very door. OVJR PORTU-COCHUIUI 4 Thy memory be as a dwelling-place for All sweet sounds and harmonies Of Kindness and of loue ’ East Main What lovlier home could gentle Fancy choose. Familiar as the Morn with early dews: With its red rocks clustering in pensive shade. Like old monastic turrets?” Front Main ‘And this huge Castle, standing here sublime. I love to see the look with which it braves. Cased in the unfeeling armour of old time. The Lightning, and the fierce wind. WOODBURN” Former Residence of Hon. E. M. Wilson Our Home of Music and Dramatic Art A HOME Dear Home' deep etched in tendrils of the heart'. Sweet Home! thou hallowed spot of Heao'n apart. Where God’s lirst love was kindled from on high tty saintly Mother's crooning lullaby. Where father's lilting song, and holy sign Upon our infant lips, wrought faith divine: Where parents, brothers, sisters, happy all Round ev'ning fires, were deaf to siren's call. A hearth fire, and a candle on the sill Where'er we roam, are burning for us still: from amber dawn till vesper's waning light. Those quenchless love-flames scatter shades of night. And blaze athwart the pathway where we roam Until at last, we find ourselves at Home. The first Home and School of the Sisters of St. Joseph. St. Paul Mother of Light Queen of Our School Home RELIGION The Living Throne. The Sapphire Bi.aze Where Angels Tremble While They Gaze. The Living Room of the Master of Our School and Home OUR PRINCIPAL. SISTER HENRICAS OFFICE ADMINISTRATION 'God sends His teachers to every age. I'o every clime, and every race of men. In every school, the Office is the beginning, and the end. and the much that goes between. As timid Freshmen, we first entered here, and were made to fee! at home. As weeks grew to months, and months to years, we made many visits to this Office, sometimes in joy. sometimes in sorrow, but always to feel at home. We wish we had words that would fittingly express to Sister Henrica, our sincere gratitude for her kind advice, and her helpful guidance, during our four happy school years, now at an end. I he Class of Thirty THE 1 9 3 o D A Y E S Y E Rev. Edward F. Jennings Rev. William A. Brand Mr. John J. Beck Signor Silvio Scionti Sixteen THE 1930 DAYESYE Miss Rose Durch Miss Charlotte Stephens Miss Collette Schissell Miss Marie Eibnf.r Stvtnittn THE 1 9 3 ° D A Y E S Y E Home of Study OUR ROSTRUM Here at Learning's Fountain it is suteel to drink. THE Class of Nineteen Thirty takes pardonable pride in presenting this group of Lecturers. Father Reardon's voice was first heard at the Opening Mass, early in September. In his usual practical, convincing, and instructive way. he laid before us the spiritual and intellectual privileges and responsibilities of our course at St. Margaret's Academy. We later heard him lecture on the trip to Carthage. All aboard for the Eucharistic Congress at Carthage, the Passion Play at Obcrammergau. and the Cathedrals at Rome.' In this splendid lecture. Father took us on a very interesting imaginary trip, and we never missed a point of interest from New York to Rome, and back Home again. “Come apart and rest awhile Father Doran was our spiritual Retreat Master this year. His personal interest in St. Margaret’s students, as well as his deep earnestness for the success of the Retreat, served to make lasting impressions. Father Jennings, in his Lecture Course, set before us a code of Ideals for Christian young women. He also expounded the Encyclical of Pope Pius XI on Christian Education of Youth. ' Father Brand's Religion Course on the Mass, the Missal, and the Sunday Gospels was very instructive. His Question Box was an interesting feature of the work. He also Rev. W. A. Brand Eighteen THE S Y E □ Mr. J. J. Beck Mr. E. Prat field Mr. Win Bridgrt T. Hay Mr. Beck's lecture on the Liturgical Chant was indeed splendid. Mr. Beck brings to his platform a life devoted to music in practice and research, and a deep knowledge and appreciation of the grand richness of Liturgical music. Doctor Peatficld. noted convert to the faith, has become well known through his lectures. His story runs like Newman's, and that of many grand souls, who. when they saw the light, followed it at the cost of all that was near and dear. His message to us was to be proud of our Religion, and to keep to Catholic Education. Mr. Witte, noted Shakespearean reader, gave us an artistic interpretation of The Merchant of Venice.” Mr. Witte's versatility of voice made his delination of Shylock. Antonio, and Portia, vivid 3nd masterful. Miss Hayes, former teacher of English in the public schools, gave us two excellent lectures on The Criteria of a Good Book. and on Correct English.” Miss Hayes brings to us years of experience, a profound reverence for her work, and a deep interest in growing youth. Signor Silvio Scionti. our Visiting Music Director, will not soon be forgotten by the Music students of our Class, who have enjoyed his masterly supervision, and his artistic recitals. Mr. Scionti is one of the most brilliant pianists of America. Mr. Joseph Mannix. world traveler and noted lecturer, gave us an instructive talk on various countries of the world. Especially interesting were his descriptions of Australia and the Straits Settlements. His unusual command of English, and his very pleasing personality gave added interest to his lecture. Mrs. Crosse. Dramatic Interpreter and Lecturer, has a national reputation in a wide field of material. Her well equipped mind, her personal grace and dignity, lend themselves happily to her success as an orator. Her Course of Lectures on Social Usage served as a splendid final number on our Lecture Program. Mr. Mannix Kind ten Signor Scionti Theodoua Crone THE 1 9 3 ° D A Y E S Y E FACULTY SISTER HENRICA. Principal SISTER EVANGELISTA A. M. Catholic University of America English-Religion SISTER GREGOR1A A. B. College of St. Catherine German-Religion SISTER HENRICA A. A:I. University of Minnesota Vocational Civics-Religion SISTER HILARY A. M. Columbia University History-Religion SISTER AZARIA A. M. University of Chicago Science-Religion SISTER ST. FLORINE A. M. University of Minnesota French-Religion SISTER HUBERT A. B. University of North Dakota Commerce- Religion SISTER EMMANUEL A. M. University of Minnesota Science- Religion SISTER FRANCIS RITA Reg. Ph.D. University of Minnesota History-Religion SISTER MARY HONOR A. B. University of Minnesota Mathematics - Religion SISTER VINCENT DE PAUL A. B. College of St. Catherine Latin-Religion SISTER MARY EVANGEL ITA A. B. College of St. Catherine English-Religion MISS ROSE DURCH A. B. University of Wisconsin English-Latin MISS CHARLOTTE STEPHENS A. B. College of St. Catherine Art Certificate-English-Art MISS COLLETTE SCHISSEL A. B. College of St. Theresa General Science-Mathematics MISS MARIE EIBNER A. B. University of Minnesota Physical Culture SISTER CHARITAS M. D. A. Chicago School of Expression Dramatic Art SISTER ST. MARGARET M. M. Conservatory of Music. Chicago Piano-Harmony MR. JOHN J. BECK Scarw'enka Conservatory of Music. Berlin Chorus SIGNOR SILVIO SCIONTI Conservatory of Naples. Italy Visiting Director Tu-tmv THE i 9 .3 ° D A Y E S Y E l Second Floor Corridor Where we wait our turn to get into the Office Main Floor Corridor Leads to Chapel. Parlors. Guests' Dining Room T utniy-Ont THE 93° D A Y E S Y E P-WY IC LABOTV Tor TYP£ T OOM •EWING l OOM T wtntij-Ttx'o THE 193° D A Y E S Y E VERjGIL ROOM PR-ENC4-J ROOM GERMAN ROOM Twtmy-Thttt THE 1 9 3 ° D A Y E S Y E While birds, and butterflies, and flowers. Make all one band of paramours. A Life, a Presence like the Air. Scattering thy gladness without care. Twenty-Four THE i 9 3 ° D A Y E S Y E Marguerite Armitage WINSOME Honor Roll Three Times Senior Secretary Senior Play Scribe and Critic Gab Dayesye Staff Aspiration: College Lydia Bach DIGNIFIED Senior Play Costumer Favorite Study: History Aspiration: College Laura Barthtime BRILLIANT Excellent Roll Twice Senior Vice-President Senior Play Scribe and Critic Club Dayesye Staff Aspiration: College Bernadette Becker ACCOMPLISHED Excellent Roll Four Times Thursday Musical Honors Senior Play Scribe and Critic Club Dayesye Staff Aspiration: College Excellent Roll Once Honor Roll Twice Senior Treasurer Scribe and Critic Club Dayesye Staff Aspiration: College Senior Play Usher Scribe and Critic Club Dayesye Staff Aspiration: Nurse Honor Roll Twice State Essay Honors Scribe and Critic Club Dayesye Staff Aspiration: College Excellent Roll Once Honor Roll Once Senior Play Attendant Dayesye Staff Aspiration: College Irene Bennett GRACIOUS Helen Borgs SPRIGHTLY Frances Brouin LITERARY Margaret Brown . VIVACIOUS T wenty-Six THE i 9 3 ° D A Y E S Y E Vivian Cavanaugh PERSEVERING Honor Roll Once Senior Play Dayesye Staff Favorite Study: History Aspiration: College Elizabeth Chervenu RESERVED Senior Play Usher Favorite Study: Commerce Aspiration: College Loretta Dahlmier UNSELFISH Excellent Roll Once Honor Roll Three Times Teacher’s Certificate Music Senior Play Dayesye Staff Scribe and Critic Club Maryhllis Dodge PENSIVE Senior Play Ore best ra Favorite Study: Music Aspiration: Music Teacher Honor Roll Once Senior Play Senior Play Usher Scribe and Critic Club Favorite Study: Dayesye Staff English Aspiration: Aspiration: Music Teacher College Excellent Roll Once Honor Roll Once Freshmen President Senior Play Aspiration: College Senior Play Attendant Favorite Study: Science Aspiration: College Eleanor Duerr Alice Dunlap Margaret Ellis Neva Erickson LOVABLE LIVELY CHARMING SWEET T wtniy-Stvtn THE 1 9 3 ° D A Y E S Y E Leona Esser Marie Fitzsimmons Bernadette Flynn Catherine Garrity BLITHE Honor Roll Once Senior Play Scribe and Critic Club Favorite Study: Commerce Aspiration: Business JUBILANT Senior Play Usher Favorite Study: English Aspiration: Dietitian JOYOUS Honor Roll Twice Sophomore Vice-President Senior Play Favorite Study: English Aspiration: College AFFABLE Senior Play Shepherd Favorite Study: English Aspiration: Business 35 5 Senior Play Senior Play Senior Play Favorite Study: Attendant Scribe 3nd Critic Club Scribe and Critic Club English Favorite Study: Favorite Study: Dayesyc Staff Aspiration: History English Favorite Study: College Aspiration: Aspiration: English Business College Aspiration: Nurse Belly Gill Beulah Gleason Vivian Hannan Frances Hanold CONGENIAL ENDEARING ANIMATED GENTLE Twenty-Eight THE 1 9 3 o D A Y E S Y E Genevieve Hansen LIGHT-HEARTED Senior Play Usher Favorite Study: Commerce Aspiration: Business Margaret Hennessy GLADSOME Honor Roll Once Dramatic Club President Senior Play Ore best ra Aspiration: College Ann Henry TIMID Senior Play Angel Favorite Study: Art Aspiration: College Marie Hoffmann SERENE Excellent Roll Once Honor Roll Three Times Senior Play Scribe and Critic Club Dayesye Staff Aspiration: Vocal Training Senior Play Senior Play- Scribe and Critic Club Angel Dayesye Staff Favorite Study: Favorite Study: Science English Aspiration: Aspiration: College Business Senior Play Dayesye Staff Favorite Study: Art Aspiration: Kindergarten Teacher Senior Play-Usher Favorite Study: English Aspiration: Business Rose Hoffmann Clara Hoppe Agnes Hoy RETIRING GUILELESS WITTY Florence I gel FAITHFUL Twrnty-l'Hn THE 1 9 3 ° D A Y E S Y E Frances Kelvie Constance Keyes ENGAGING Excellent Roll Twice Honor Roll Twice Sophomore President Senior Play Dayesyc Staff Scribe and Critic Club Aspiration: Librarian LITERATE Honor Roll Twice Dayesyc Staff Scribe and Critic Club Favorite Study: History Aspiration: College Slarcelle La Monte INTELLECTUAL Excellent Roll Once Honor Roll Once First Honor Thursday Mus:cal Senior Play Dayesye Staff Stella LeMire DAINTY Favorite Study: Science Aspiration: Nurse Senior Play Dayesye Staff Favorite Study: Art Aspiration: Teacher Senior Play Angel Favorite Study: Bookkeeping Aspiration: College Excellent Roll Three Times Senior Play Scribe and Critic Club Dayesyc Staff Scholarship: C. S. C. Aspiration: College Senior Play Guard Favorite Study: Commerce Aspiration: Business Catherine Linstroth Catherine McCoy Evelyn McMullen ARTISTIC COMPANIONABLE GIFTED Leona Mackey CHEERY Thirty THE 1 9 3 ° D A Y E S Y E Margaret Madden MIRTHFUL Senior Play Guard Favorite Study: Commerce Aspiration: Business Mary Eugenia North MUSICAL Honor Roll Once Senior Play Orchestra First Violin Favorite Study: Music Aspiration: Violinist Della Pavlik BUOYANT Excellent Roll Twice Senior Play Scribe and Critic Club Dayesye Staff Music Certificate Aspiration: College Marjorie Peter CONFIDENT Senior Play Stage Manager Favorite Study: Science Aspiration: Business Senior Play Excellent Roll Twice Senior Play Scribe and Critic Club Honor Roll Once Usher Dayesye Staff Senior Play Favorite Study: Favorite Study: Senior President English English Editor-in-Chicf Aspiration: Aspiration: Dayesye Business College Scribe and Critic Club Aspiration: College Honor Roll Once Senior Play Favorite Study: English Aspiration: Nurse Lucille Redden Patricia Rochester Mary Rogers BONNY CULTURED KINDLY Mary Ryan CAREFREE Thirly-Ont THE i 9 3 ° D A Y E S Y E Ariel Schiebe Marguerite Smith Eileen Stafford Mary Catherine LOYAL MERRY ATTRACTIVE Stewart Excellent Roll Once Senior Play Sen'or Play FRIENDLY Honor Roll Twice Favorite Study: Usher Senior Play Senior Play Commerce Favorite Study: Usher Dayesyc Staff Aspiration: Bookkeeping Favorite Study: Scribe and Critic Club Business Aspiration: English Aspiration: College Business 5385 Aspiration: Business Honor Roll f:our Honor Roll Twice Honor Roll Once Excellent Roll Four Times Scribe and Critic Club Junior President Times Scribe and Critic Club Daycsye Staff Senior Play Senior Play Dayesyc Staff Favorite Study: Favorite Study: Scribe and Critic Club Favorite Study: Commerce English Dayesye Staff English Aspiration: College • Aspiration: Business Aspiration: College Aspiration: Business Marian Veidt Mary E. Wagner Marie Webb Mary Weinberger INDUSTRIOUS GENIAL SUNNY REFINED Tbirty-Tveo THE 1 9 3 ° D A Y E S Y E Elsie Whalen AMIABLE Senior Play Usher Favorite Study: Commerce Aspiration: Business Elsie Whyte OBLIGING Senior Play Usher Favorite Study: Commerce Aspiration: Music Teacher Janet Wilfong CHEERFUL Senior Play Usher Favorite Study: English Aspiration: Kindergarten Teacher Alice Willette CAPABLE Excellent Roll Twice Honor Roll Twice Senior Play Scribe and Critic Club Dayesye Staff Aspiration: Business SENIOR CLASS OFFICERS Patricia Rochester Prrtidrni Marguerite Armitage Sttrtdrv Laura Barthelme Vicc Prr Ucai Irene Bennett T tcjiortr Thirty-Three THE 1930 D A Y E S Y E The Dayesye Publishing Board Patricia Rochester Editor-in-Chief Evelyn McMullen Mary Weinberger Laura Barthelme Frances Brown Margaret Brown Constance Keyes Vivian Cavanaugh Associate Editors Deli.a Pavlik Loretta Dahlmier Rose Hoffmann Helen Borys Eleanor Duerr T ypists Frances k el vie Mary Weinberger Ariel Schiebe Marie Hoffmann Alice willette Irene Bennett Catherine McCoy Typists Agnes Hoy Catherine Lindstroth Marcelle LaMonte Helen Cassady Neva Erickson Artists Marie Hoffmann Marion Weidt Marguetite Armitage Lucille Redden Business Managers Mary Elizabeth Wagner Vivian Hannan Leona Essf.r Catherine Garrity General Assistants Thinv-Four THE 1 9 3 ° D A Y E S Y E Senior Scribe and Critic Club Upper Row- M I.jMonie. M. Wagner. A. WilUttc. C. Keye� . I- Barthelme. F Brown. R Hoffminn Middle Row I.. Dahlmier. V Hannan. M Armirage. A. Sehiehe. M. Hoffmann. P. Ro:be ter. M. Weinberger. F. Kelvie. L. H«er. H Borya Lower Row—E. Daerr. D. Pavlik. E. McMullen. M. Veidc, B. Becker. L. Redden. I Bennett THE SENIOR SCRIBE AND CRITIC CLUB THE SENIOR SCRIBE AND CRITIC CLUB- was organized at the suggestion of our English Teacher, as a unit for extra curricular English work. With the inspiring motto. Deus Lux Mea,” God is our Light, the more capable Senior students fared out to explore new literary fields. Under the leadership of our chosen officers. Patricia Rochester. Marie Hoffmann. and Mary Weinberger, the Club worked happily and diligently to attain the end in view. Extra readings and creative writings were encouraged and eulogized. The most literary magazines were at the disposal of the Club members for book reviews, criticisms of the Play and Screen, and all topics of literary interest. The Club met twice a week, and answered the roll call by a quotation from a classical author. The dues were rare bits of prose or verse, clipped from literary publications. which are to constitute a scrap book to remain the property of th: Senior English Teacher. We are happy to say that the Club activities have stimulated in its members, a desire for self expression in creative work, and a keener appreciation of the highest and best in literature. Bernadette Becker Thiriy-Fwt THE i 9 3 ° D A Y E S Y E Senior Debating Club Upper Row- I Bcniuic. M. Hoffnunn. F.. McMullen. 1. Bjeh. L. Barthclmc Lower Row A Schiebe. F Kelvie. P. Rochester. M. Veidl. V C’jVjiuugh SENIOR DEBATING CLUB WE greatly enjoyed our work in the Debating Club. In the study of Hamlet. we debated the question: Resolved. That the Ghost in Hamlet” was a Nocturnal Illusion. After spending three weeks in the study of Hamlet. the entire class made two weeks' research on this question. When the papers were read, the four best on each side were chosen for the finals. Patricia Rochester. Marion Veidt. Frances Kelvie. and Ariel Schiebe made up the Affirmative Team: Lydia Bach. Marie Hoffman. Evelyn McMullen and Della Pavlik, the Negative Team. These girls gave us all a great intellectual treat, not only by their splendidly organized research, but also by their excellent manner of delivery. So well were all prepared, that the decision of the winning side was a delicate problem. After some discussion, the Judges decided in favor of the Negative. Every Senior felt that she had benefited greatly by her interesting research in the field of ghost lore. Marguerite Armitage. Marie Hoffmann. Ariel Schiebe. Vivian Cavanaugh. Laura Barthelme. and Marion Veidt also took part in a Junior-Senior debate in the History Class, on the Question of the Eighteenth Amendment. Marion Veidt Thirty-Six THE i 9 3° D A Y E S Y E Senior Honor Group Silling, ExcIWnt-M W inb itcr, F Kvlviv. I). Pavlik. E. McMullen. P Roch� i«r. M. Ilotminn. A WillllU. A S hi«b . B. Bcckfr. L. Baithclmc Standing. Honor-1 Bvnnvit. M Wainrr. L Emt. L. Dahlmicr. M Madden. M. V«idt, M. LjMoku. M. Brown. F. Brown. E. Ourrr SENIOR HONOR GROUP A PI-ACE on the Honor Roll at St. Margaret's Academy is earned only by earnest, diligent, energetic effort. To attain Honor, a student must have a B average in all subjects, including Religion. To attain Excellent, an A average in all subjects is necessary. Membership on the Honor Group gives a student prestige, not only with the teachers, but also with fellow students. Honor students have a prominent lead in all school activities. The Class of Nineteen Thirty is justly proud of the fact that, although it is a comparatively small class, it proves the quality of its members by presenting here the greatest number of Honor students, and especially the unusual number of Excellent students. We have been requested to present below, the Pacemakers of our Class. Evelyn McMullen, who has earned the four-years scholarship at St. Catherine's College, has forty-four A s. Mary Weinberger follows close, with forty-three A s. Bernadette Becker has forty-two A s. Irene Bennett has thirty-seven A s. We also present Marcella LaMonte. who won First Honors in the Thursday Musical, and Bernadette Becker, who. in addition to her splendid scholastic record, received Third Honor in the Thursday Musical. Mary Weinberger E. McMullcn M. Weinberger B. Becker M. LaMonte . Bennett Thiriu-Stvtn THE 1 9 3 ° D A Y E S Y E A Christmas Candle That Will Not Burn Out ONE of the sweetest memories we take with us from school life, is the memory of our Senior Class Play. ‘‘The Birth of Christ the King.” Every member of the class had some part, and all entered into it whole-souled, with the spirit of ‘‘Peace and Good Will.” How sweet it was to enact the scenes and sing the songs of that wondrous Birth! Once more the angel message was brought to the lowly shepherds. Once more the Wise Men saw the Star, and followed where it led. Once more was portrayed Herod’s Court in all its regal splendor—its venerable High Priest, its resolute guards, its charming singers and dancers, its proud and pompous King, thundering death and destruction on the Infant God. But at last we saw the Infant King on His lowly bed of straw, with Mary and Joseph, and the Kings, and the Shepherds, and the Angels gathered round, singing the ancient Gloria. and chiming the Bells of Heaven. Our parents and friends came in great numbers, and packed our dear old Hall to its limits. They were delighted, and spoke in highest praise of our presentation. We were very happy, and the real Christmas atmosphere pervaded everything. Just before the curtain rose. Bernadette Becker gave a beautiful interpretation of the play. Thirty-Eight THE 1 9 3 ° D A Y E S Y E “Madonna of the Doves Marie Hoffmann and Evelyn McMullen were ideal as Mary and Joseph: Patricia Rochester made a marvelous’' King Herod: Laura Barthelme was truly venerable as High Priest: Agnes Hoy. Marguerite Smith, and Vivian Hannan were kingly Magi: Margaret Madden and Leona Mackey were soldierly guards: Beulah Gleason and Marcelle LaMonte were artistic court dancers: Margaret Brown was a loyal attendant: Eleanor Duerr, Neva Erickson and Betty Gill were charming little pages: Lucille Redden. Mary Wagner. Mary Ryan, and Catherine Garrity were ideal shepherds: Margaret Ellis. Rose Hoffmann. Leona Esser, Della Pavlik. Mary Weinberger. Alice Willette. Ann Henry. Clara Hoppe, Bernadette Flynn, and Catherine Lindstroth were angelic angels. The Senior Orchestra, with Bernadette Becker at the piano. Mary Eugenia North, first Violin. Margaret Armitage. Margaret Hennessey, and Marylillis Dodge, other violins, rendered music that would do credit to a College Orchestra. All the other members of the Class were engaged as Stage Managers. Costumers. Ushers, or other helpful duties. Mr. Beck's chorus work, always excellent, was super-excellent on the Christmas choruses. His deep interest and generous service on this occasion shall never be forgotten by the Class of Nineteen Thirty. Next Christmas, we shall live over again, our last happy Christmas at S. M. A. •M. P. R. Thirty-Nine THE 1 9 3 ° D A Y E S Y E Memory Stairs Like phantoms light and fleet they glide Adown these long cvide stairs. These stairs have the gift of tongues. They lead to the homes of American History. English Four, the Languages, and the Office. While passing up and down, we catch, through open transoms and halfshut doors, a confusion of sounds akin to those of ancient Babel. We may hear the shot heard round the world. or the debates of Lincoln and Douglas. We may hear the Seniors talking with the Romanticists, or orating and debating on Hamlet's madness, or the nocturnal illusions of the Ghosts. We may hear Goethe. Moliere. Cervantes, and the Lights of Latium. Many and hallowed are the memories that linger on these dear Home Stairs. Mary Weinberger Forty THE 1 9 3 ° D A Y E S Y E IDYLLS OF THE CLASS Prologue To happy days, to memories sweet. We dedicate, though incomplete. These idylls of our ycstcr years. Our school-day life, its joys, its fears. May you too. sense the sweet content That passing of these years has lent To us whose journey now is o'er. Whose bark has touched the shining shore. Patricia Rochester Forty-One THE 1 9 3 o DAY E S Y E AUTUMN IDYLL The Coming of the Maids When hearts were gay. and life was young, A yearning in our souls had sprung For some sequestered, calm retreat. Where we might sit at Learning's feet, And sate our souls, athirst for lore Of earthly, and of heavenly store. Then, prayerfully, we bent our way To this dear sanctum. S. M. A. And here in peace and calm content. With minds on culture ever bent. We passed our happy, primal year In pleasant tasks, with friends most dear. Yet. when that year had winged its flight. Its passing gave our souls delight— In Freshman files we walked no more— Our passports signed us Sophomore. P. R. Forty-Tux) THE i 9 3° D A Y E S Y E WINTER IDYLL Of thf. Wise Foolish Maids With hearts as brave as ever dared. Upon the second stage we fared: And in the halls and quiet nooks. We found delight in friendly books. These books, the staff of former days. Would guide us safely through the maze Of dust that clouded Marathon— Of fog that misted Rubicon. In Gallic Wars we fought and won: In Euclid, angled earth and sun: Pythagoras solved our mysteries deep. Of roots, and powers, and problems steep. We thought God put the sun to bed Until in science book we read. “God made the sun to shine always. And thus he gives us nights and days. P. R. Foity-Thrtt THE 1 9 3 ° D A Y E S Y E SPRING IDYLL Or Sprightly Maids The winter past, the sun rose high: We knew that summer now was nigh: With hearts, and hopes, and spirits new. We challenged all the tasks in view: The dearest, best, a Junior feat. To write and spread our Marguerite.” The history stacks we rummaged through. And met great monarchs. not a few. We learned of Richard. Lion-Hearted. Who bravely on Crusades had started: Then captured, he a prisoner long. Was ransomed by a minstrel’s song. With Chaucer's Pilgrims' merry din. We talked and supped at Tabard Inn. Then to Shakespeare's world we went With souls uplift, on learning bent. And when the soft spring zephyrs blew. That clouds disperse, and hopes renew, For Senior Maids we planned a treat. A banquet rich, a joy complete. P. R. Forty-Four THE 1 9 3 ° D A Y E S Y E SUMMER IDYLL The Passing oe the Maids Oh! thrill of joy. misgivings past. The vistaed setting ours at last. How grand, how pure our purpose now: How strong, how chaste our Senior vow To keep the high and holy way. That leads to God. through S. M. A. By lakes and glens, through woodlands fair. We walked with poets, debonair: We sang with Burns of Auld Lang Syne”: We tried out “Marlowe’s mighty line.” Then Christmas came—sweet, holy time. So fraught with joy. and peace sublime: And nigh the advent of the day. We Seniors gave a Christmas play. We made our dear old Hall to ring With songs and scenes of “Christ, the King.” Then back to routine tasks we hied. To face the tests' oncoming tide. Joy! storms have passed, our sky is clear. One more loved task—our Dayesye Dear. P. R. Fotty-Fiot THE 1 9 3 ° D A Y E S Y E k..... V� unu. EPILOGUE On sylvan-bordered, star-rimmed lake. A swan is singing for our sake A farewell song. How sad the notes! They gather where a lone bark floats. Close anchored to a dim-lit shore. That skirts the land of Evermore. Dear Book, enshrine our memories sweet. Until our meeting at His Feet Forevermore! Patricia Rochester Forty-Six ( Tipnrnrn THE 1 9 3 ° D A Y E S Y E HOME Wealth can build a palace grand. With alabaster dome: But marble halls and antiques rich Can never make a home. Love is its foundation strong. And God its Corner-Stone: It takes just two to build it. Yet they cannot build alone. It takes years to complete it: Years not measured by the sun: It rakes iust two to build it. And they cannot hire it done. It may not be a palace grand: It may not have a dome: But if Christ be the Architect. It is a Home. Sweet Home. Marjorie Peter HOUSE AND HOME A home is a house of happiness. Where peace and love abound: A father, mother, children gay. Filling the house with sound. Any house can be a house. But love makes it a home: And those who have this blessing sweet. Are not inclined to roam. A home is God's dear gift to earth: On it His blessings rest: And those who know its sacred worth. Will always stand life's test. Mary Weinberger Fotty-Stutn THE 1 9 3 ° D A Y E S Y E MY OTHER MOTHER There’s an unseen friend who loves me. And has guided me for years: She has shared my joys and sorrows. Sympathized in all my fears. She’s my comfort when I'm lonely: She’s my confidant and guide Through the clouds and mists and shadows. Walking closely by my side. When I feel that things are slipping. And I need a helping hand. 1 can still keep up my courage. For I know she’ll understand. My earthly Mother has my heart. As never can another: But she who guides me from above. I call my other Mother. Margaret Brown 0X0 THE LITTLE WAY O Little Flower, you seem so far away. So hard for little me to imitate: You grew so strong in virtue day by day. And I so slow. I fear I shall be late. Your little soul was always free from stain— But imperfections always tarry here. Although I try each day. alas, in vain. To triumph by that little way. so dear. That little way leads over rocks and hills. And stumbling blocks are met with every day: Yet I shall strive, despite life’s petty ills. To keep that upward path, your “Little Way.” Rose Hoffmann Fetrlu-Eifhl THE 1 9 3 ° D A Y E S Y E MINNESOTA PIONEERS From far Atlantic East they came. Penn's Woods, and New York, too: They were the sturdiest pioneers That ever the great West drew. Across the rugged mountains steep. To the great Northwest they came. Those noble, brave. God-fearing men. In search of a little claim. They camped on Minnesota's wilds. And started a little home: A cabin rude, or low thatched cot On a plot of fertile loam. And many a bread less day they knew And many a blizzard night: But their dauntless faith, “In God we trust. Redeemed the darkest plight. They’ve passed away, that grand old race. But have left their traces here. No hearts more brave, no souls more-true Than our own State Pioneers. Ariel Schiebf H.ijant Hakrt The Pioneer Woman OUR PIONEERS Our fathers long ago in wagons rude Crossed lonely lands, and quiet, dusty plains: And in the West. here, built their cabins crude. With joy intense, that silenced hardship's pains. They tilled the soil with diligence and care. And helped their neighbors near, to do the same; They taught their little ones to be aware Of any deeds that angels round, might blame. And when the clouds of sorrow gathered fast And hid the sun and stars from out their way. Into God's tender care their lot they cast. While round the evening fire they knelt to pray. The spirit of this race can yet be found On Minnesota’s Happy Hunting Ground. Rose Hoffmann Fony-Ninr THE 1 9 3 ° D Y E S Y E SAINT MARGARETS IN THE SPRING (Accompanied by William Wesley Martin) Did you ever see Saini Margaret's in the spring, in the spring? Our dear old Saint Margaret's in the spring? When the campus trees are green. And the playful squirrels are seen? Did you ever see Saint Margaret’s in the spring? Dio you ever see Saint Margaret's in the spring, in the spring? Our dear old Saint Margaret's in the spring? When the rich and verdant vine. Round our dear old Main doth twine? Did you ever see Saint Margaret’s in the spring? Did you ever see Saint Margaret's in the spring, in the spring? Our dear old Saint Margaret's in the spring? When the robins have returned. And the sparrows’ rights are spurned? Did you ever see Saint Margaret's in the spring? Did you ever see Saint Margaret's in the spring, in the spring? Our dear old Saint Margaret's in the spring? When the campus round is ringing. With her happy girls asinging? Did you ever see Saint Margaret’s in the spring? Mary Elizabeth Wagner SAINT MARGARET'S ACADEMY You notice first its stateliness. Its gentleness and grace. And then you hear the laughter That prevails around the place. And it tugs right at your heart-strings. For the sweet familiar air Makes you think of happy mem’ries. And you breathe a fervent prayer For the school that made you what you are. And sent you on your way— What school could make you feel like this. But dear old S. M. A ? Margaret Brown Fifty THE o D A Y E S Y E 1 9 3 WHERE VERGIL LEADS Now we. the famous Vergil as our guide. Have followed all the wanderings, far and wide. Of good Aeneas, and the Trojan band. Who long ago had sought the Western Land. To found a strong and mighty nation there. But it was foreordained that they should bear Privations, sorrows, hardships ere they found That land, and cities raised from chosen ground We long did wander too. in mazes strange. Of words of meaning deep, and wide of range; And tho' our progress seemed so very slow. We talked with heroes great of long ago. Our Teacher guiding us. we touched the shore. Italia, and the rich Vergilian lore. Evelyn McMullen 3X5 TAPS The solemn hour of twelve is nigh at hand: All earth is wrapped in stillness—calm the night: The moon rides high above the desert sand. And pales the silent stretches silvery white. French troops now seek retreat from labor’s test. No sound is heard: no thought of Arab traps: A peace prevails o’er all the world at rest. As through the air is heard the sound of Taps. On all this earth there is no other sound As deeply touching to the heart as this: Come memories of the tears shed o'er a mound. Or even mem’ries of a good-bye kiss. And as through sleep this world fades out of sight. Is heard again the bugle call. Good night. Mary Weinberger Fifty-Ortt THE 1930 D A Y E S Y E NATURE BEAUTIFUL I sat by a bubbling waterfall That flowed through a leafy glade: And my mind was lost in rapture At the wonders God has made. The rich green grass around me. The marvelous sky of blue. The sparkling, running water. And the violet’s gorgeous hue. Dear God. who made the mountains huge. The earth, the sky. the sea. How can I ever thank Thee For these wondrous gifts to me! Marguerite Armitage SNOW Soft and fluffy falls the snow. Covering all the world below With a robe of matchless white. Fit alone for angels' sight. Gardens lovely clad in white. Sparkling in the moon’s soft light. Like a bit of fairyland. Haunted by an elfin band. God sends down the spotless snow— A bit of heaven to earth below. Marguerite Armitage GARDEN REVERIE There are gardens of friendship, and gardens of love. That each of us cultivate here. Each garden is tended by angels above. And sprinkled with dewdrops of tears. In my garden of friendship are daisies for friends: In my garden of love blooms the rose: And the sun on my flowers forever descends Lending beauty, and sweetest repose. In my garden of love there are many sweet flowers. All aglow with warmth from above: But the sweetest of all in my cool shady bowers. Is the flower of my own Mother's love. Marie Hoffmann Fifty-T u'o THE 1930 D A Y E S Y E ST. MARGARET'S IN THE MAY TIME Saint Margaret s in the May-time Is where I love to be. To hear the birds, and watch the squirrels. That scamper up a tree. To see the girls in uniform. As from class to class they go. To meet the waiting teachers. And show how much they know. Saint Margaret’s, dear. I must away. Not knowing where I’ll roam: But I’ll miss you many a May-time. You were so much like home. Marguerite Smith CHILDHOOD MEMORIES Within a shady woodland. Enriched by winding streams. Is the homeland of my memories. The playground of my dreams. Tis here I sit and ponder Mid scenes of long ago. And watch the haunting faces Of dear ones I loved so. Adown the years crowd mem’ries Of moments great and small: But the memories of my childhood Are dearest of them all. FAREWELL Farewell to S. M. A.. And many a happy day That we’ll miss along life’s way. Farewell to S. M. A.. To the hours of joyous play. With laughter free and gay. Aucn Dunlap Marguerite Smith ST. MARGARET'S IN THE MOONLIGHT 'Tis midnight hour—the world's asleep: Moonbeams o'er Saint Margaret's creep. The woodbine, hugging close the wall. With diamonds sparkles, from dew drops small. Oaks and cedars stand guard around Like gay green knights, without a sound. All is hushed, save the gentle breeze That sways the pods on catalpa trees. Like a pristine castle, lofty and grand. Silvered with moonlight majestic you stand. A fortress of wisdom, a tower of right. Pointing our way like a beacon light. Df.lla Pavlik FiftvThrr• THE 1 9 3 o D A Y E S Y E A SISTER Turn back. O time, turn back. And check thy fleeting way: I wish to stop and dream tonight. Of a bygone yesterday. As I but stop and dream. Sad memories come to me. Of a darling sister sweet. Whose face I plainly see. The years have swept so fleet. Since her dear face I beheld: I love to catch the vision sweet. My pining heart has held. To touch again her tiny form. Her curls of deepest brown! Dear Lord, twould be a vision sweet. From Heaven above sent down. Rude fate snatched her away. And left my aching heart: But speeds the dawning day. When we ll meet, no more to part. Lucille Redden LONELY “What is home without a mother? Oh. the anguish of the thought! For my life has missed the comfort That my own dear Mother brought. Yes. I had a little Mother. Precious, darling, sweet and fair: But God took her to His Heaven. And I know she’s happy there. And I would not want her from Him. Even though I need her so: For I always feel her near me. Holding me by hand. I know. Years have been so long so lonely Since she went away from me: And until we meet in Heaven. Life must always lonely be. Helen Borys TO DAD Why always write about mother? Why not of father, too? Is he not willing and anxious To help us in all we do? Father, of course, is quiet; He says little to me or you: But he spends himself to care for us: What more could any one do? Then three cheers for darling Daddy! Let's give him a helping hand: And that he is very dear to us. We'll make him understand. Helen Borys Fifty-Four THE 193° D A Y E S Y E SOUNDS OF SPRING Did you ever hark for the sounds of spring That fill all the air around? From every dale and hill and vale. They rumble along the ground. Every bursting, blossoming bud Has a sound that can scarce be heard; Each sprouting thing sings its little song As truly as does the bird. The very air is charged with sound— Aye. even the fragrance sweet. Whispers low to the leaves around. In musical notes complete. Happy is he who can find the joy In the sweet, sweet sounds of spring: 'Tis for him the May buds burst their cells. Tis for him the song birds sing. Alice Willette MY GEM The dawning day was calling me: I rose and went with pleasure To watch and wait the morning light When lo! I found a treasure. Asparkling in a mossy glen A precious jewel, limpid clear. So simple in its lovely way. Twas moulded like a fairy tear. I waited till the sun rose high. And morning s sky was virgin blue: A speck of moisture lone remained— My gem was but a drop of dew. Irene Bennett AT DAWN T he sun rose o'er the hilltops. And bathed the earth with light. It crystallized the dewdrops— 'Twas a glorious sight. It chased the shadows from the glen. And sparkled on the brook: It jeweled violet's mossy den. And found the cowslip's nook. It awakened all the flowers. And the song birds on the lawn. I too. had been awake for hours. To see the glorious dawn. Vivian Hannan SPRING I know the wind has gone awooing May. Because last eve I saw the breezes play: I feel and hear the thrilling call of spring-— The world is mine! This day I am a king. Irene Bennett Fifty-Fict THE D A Y E S Y E 1 9 3 o SECRETS What stories you could tell of us. Seniors each and all. If you could tell your secrets. Dear old Study Hall. Frolics, dances, short romances. Interesting to all; How they make you dear to us. Dear old Study Hall. Janet Wilfonc. A TASK What a task it is for me To write a line of poetry. While for others, not a few. It is a little thing to do. Little things are big things That will count some day; Little things that have been tried In just His little way. Beulah Gleason WINTER The snowflakes, soft as down, have ceased Their gentle, feathery fall: The pallid moon by gauze clouds veiled. Peeps through a misty wall. And Mother Earth, serenely calm. In her spotless robe of white. Reflects the silver of the moon In its softly waning light. The spreading oak now gray and bleak. Stands wide, majestic here: There is a dignity sublime In the winter of the year. Bernadette Becker Fifty-Si THE i 9 3° D A Y E S Y E DREAM BOWER Sparkling little moonbeams. Streaming from on high: Laughter bubbles floating. Soaring towards the sky. Song birds that twitter. Silent for the night: Dewy velvet roses. Gorgeous red and white. Plaintive breezes crooning, Humming soft and low. Stars all atwinkle. Heavens all aglow. Leafy branches swaying. Murmuring stories old. Of brave deeds entrancing. Daring knights so bold. Arthur. Tristram. Gerald. Lochinvar so brave. On their way to tournament. Joyously did wave. Rosctti's Damozel. Leaning from the sky. Over Heaven's parapet. Calling from on high. Wondrous are the charm dreams Zephyrs bring to me. Idylling in my garden haunt. Courting memory. Frances Kelvie SPRING ON THE AIR Spring birds gayly singing. High above us winging: Chirping songs of gladness: Never songs of sadness. Soaring high above us— Almost seem to love us. Spring is coming soon. Says their merry tunc. Frances Kelvie Fifty-Stvtn THE 1 9 3 ° D A Y E S Y E A VISIT Flickering light in the shadows dim— Quiet and peace profound: Bearing our prayer aloft to Him. ’Mid hush of earthly sound. A moment we kneel each passing day To speak to our Friend so true: Then with the ranks we hurry away. With hope and courage new. Genevieve Hansen THE ANGELUS At morning, noon and evening The Angelus does ring. In honor of our Mother. And her Son divine, our King. We stop to say Hail Mary, The angel first did say. When he brought the message holy. On Annunciation Day. Leona Esser THE CALL Take me in Thy care. Lord: Grant I may be there. Lord. When you call. Let me never stray. Lord. Till that wondrous day. Lord. When you call. Take me then to Thee. Lord, Thine for aye to be. Lord. When you call. Evelyn McMullen AN ANSWERED PRAYER Mary was a little maid Who couldn't write a rime: No matter how her words she weighed. They failed her every time. Down she knelt, and said a prayer To her Mother, dear— Up she rose and quickly wrote Riming lines of cheer. Vivian Cavanaugh FifiyEifht THE 9 3 D A Y E S Y E DAY DREAMING Out of the window, and over the lawn To the Day Dream Land she goes. Her heart knows the way From the Land of Today To the Land of Just Suppose. Over the hilltops, and up to the sky On a huge soft cloud so white. What a pity the bell Should break the spell. And shatter her dreams of delight. Frances Brown A MOTHER’S EYES - rs VV Loving patience Tranquil peace. A touch of radiance At day's cease. Abyssal blueness Like the skies. Wondrous things— A mother’s eyes. Margaret Ellis PARTING How swift the years have flown Since we entered these dear halls. What happy days we've known Within these dear old walls! The time is all too near When class friends dear must part: How few can hide the tear That comes from pain of heart! Ann Henry A y J 1 TIME How swiftly comes the season's changes: Old winter, frost and snow Soon will but a memory be. That seems so long ago. We wait and watch with yearning hearts For the years to come and go. With the hope that each may better be Than those that tried us so. Agnes Hoy TO MY GIRL FRIEND A girl friend. A real friend; Charming, generous, true. A bright one. Upright one. A staunch friend arc you. Marcelle LaMonte Fifty-Sin THE 1930 D A Y E S Y E PARTING We graduate! o’er all the world we spread. To do all things—hear, feel and see strange life. Apart, alone! Our unity is dead. Brought to an end by l ime's relentless knife. For time, that knit school friendships close and fast Now. with one sweep, he makes it all a past. For now we stand before the open gate Of womanhood, and life, and austere fate. Elsie Whyte LONESOME As 1 stand before the classroom My eyes are dim with tears. Tis hard to leave the dear old school. That sheltered me four years. Commencement day is drawing near. And my school life now must close: And many a lonesome day I'll have For the friends my own heart knows. Mary Catherine Stewart FAREWELL Seasons of winter, and seasons of flowers: Seasons of study, and gay. happy hours. Seasons of fun. too. at dear S. M. A.. We now say farewell—we must hurry away. Elizabeth Cherveny SONGSTERS The birds in the trees are singing. They are happy the whole day long: The sun is shining above them. And their throats are bursting with song. Marie Wf.bb V V _ Sixty THE 1 9 3 o D A Y E S Y E A RETROSPECT Four brief years about, today. We Seniors came to S. M. A. Four gay terms we planned to stay. Our various talents to display. A NUN S LIFE A life of leading, guiding souls to God: A life of love, devotion, tender care: A life of toil, such as the Master trod; A grand, exalted life—what life more fair! O may we ever keep the way ideal. And hope near them, with John's “white-robed'' to kneel. Marcelle LaMonte BABY BROTHER Day by day our wisdom grew: Habits formed that made us true: Glad success came into view. As we bade each term adieu. Seniors now we are at last. Days are speeding from us fast. As we leave our sunny past Dear Old School, our hearts thou hast. Loretta Dahlmier I have a baby brother— He’s as sweet as he can be: In his place can be no other. For he is so dear to me. Tho' his hair is spun of angel gold. There’s mischief in his eye: I cannot help but love him dear: Now do you wonder why? Mary Ryan THE RADIO When I consider how the voice may come From far and distant realms on wings of air. That gentle zephyr that scarce stirs my hair: Then I must say that man hath wonders wrought: That under his Creator, great things brought To keep us closer linked to Home Sweet Home. Bernadette Flynn Sixiy-Ont THE D A Y E S Y E 1 9 3 ° Patricia Rochester TREES Great trees, you stand with limbs upraised. Serenely chanting. “God be praised.” Under your leafy foliage The world sits down and thinks: Poet, philosopher, scientist. Deep of your wisdom drinks. Your young leaves whisper patience. Your ag'd leaves, persevere: Under your shade at nightfall. The lovers’ vows you hear. You have a wondrous mission: Your life most never ends: For the smoke from cherry hcarthfircs. From age to age ascends. THE POET LAUREATE OF NINETEEN-THIRTY St. Margaret s appreciates you. Patricia, and will greatly miss You. not only for what you can Do. but especially for What you are. When made a whole-burnt off ring On some altar hearth to flame: Lost in the wind-blown ashes. You sacrifice your name. When they fell you down for lumber. In your sheltering arms you enfold Those two you watched at twilight. When ardent vows they told. “May not your life. Even as your songs are not. Be marred by one false note. Or pauseful spot.” A SPRING NIGHT The stars shine through my window And sympathize with me: The moon makes ghostly shadows Upon the apple tree. The young spring grass is dewy With tulips' pearly tears. And the night wind rustles softly To soothe the violets' fears. In spring the old world's young again. With pulse beat throbbing strong. While Nature lifts her queenly head. And answers with a song. Patricia Rochester Great trees, you stand with arms upraised. Serenely chanting. “God be praised.” Patricia Rochester Sijify-Tu'o THE 1 9 3 ° D A Y E S Y E MY VIOLIN Do you ask me to say truly What in life gives me most cheer? From my heart I must make answer. “My sweet violin, most dear. When my skies are gray and leaden. And child sorrows gather round. All my troubles quickly vanish In the sweetness of its sound. Soft, and sweet, and rich and vibrant. From its strings the music floats: And my soul is lost in rapture. By the harmony of notes. I speak to it in crooning words. I flaunt it with my bow: It responds to every impulse— AH my moods it seems to know. It soothes and calms my worries: It silences life's din. Do you blame me if my sweetheart Is my own dear violin? Mary Eugenia North Mary Eugenia North OUR YOUNG FAMED VIOLINIST Dear Mary Eugenia St. Margaret's regrets To part with you. But wishes you God Speed! We shall often miss The magic sounds From the touch of your violin. Come back, betimes From duties' rounds. To where these sounds did begin. MEMORY SHIP It's coming to port, though far out at sea. The silver ship of Memory. And its gauze-like sails are shining. In the hazy fog its fragile spar Shines through the dusk like a vesper star— And a lonely gull is crying. For on this ship is a cargo rare. A maiden's hope, and a maiden's prayer. Watched over by her faith. When port is reached, and the crew shall go. Only one treasure is left to show A maiden's hope and prayer. When we. then, embark upon life’s sea. Let us go in the ship of Memory.— Whose sails are always shining. Patricia Rochester Sixiv-Thitt THE Y E 1 9 3 ° THE GALLANT CROCUS I search for Spring as miners do For Hakes of goid in streams: And o'er the bleak hills trace the clue That I have seen in dreams. Beneath my feet the brown leaves rasp; Bare boughs wave o'er my head; The world is still in Winter's grasp. All things lie brown and dead. But still I search with stubborn will. Although all hope seems going. And then I find upon that hill. A gallant crocus growing. Frances Brown D A Y E S RELICS IN AN OLD ATTIC Far back in the attic corner. Gray with the dust of time. Stands a little old wooden cradle That links me with the sublime. Well, oh! well I remember How grandmother often said. That in this very cradle She had put her babe to bed. When in a covered wagon She came to find a home. Here on the rolling prairies Where buffalo wild did roam. I picked up a tiny bundle— It crumbled into dust; 'Twas a painted Indian dolly. Strong with the smell of must. To some wee pioneer missie This dolly was very dear— Then she had gone and left it. But dolly waited here. Alone in the dusty attic. Little cradle, now you stand: Do you sometimes long for a crooning song. And the touch of a baby hand? Patricia Rochester A CANTICLE For gypsy cloud trails in the sunset: For the low crooning of a mourning dove at dusk. For the delicate shining leaves of a willow. Shimmering pale in the star light: For the hushed, vibrant note of a violin at twilight. For a moon silvered garden, fragrant with the odor of roses. Pulsing, throbbing with frail loveliness: For the soft caress of the night breeze. Poignant with whispering beauty.— Dear God. I thank Thee! Patricia Rochester Sixty-Four THE 1 9 3 o D A Y E S Y E MY PETALS Dear God Child, from those Virgin arms that bore Your precious form, watched over by her love. You take your first step on our earthly floor— How different from the azure floor above! Your tiny foot as yet no sorrow knows. There on the ground I fain would strip a rose. That on its petals soft. Your foot might fall. And leave a benediction over all. I. Child Divine, that fragrant rose would be: My petals red. sweet, humble charity That binds me ever to Your Infant feet. Till I at last. You face to face, shall meet. Then You shall gather all my petals red. By which I followed close the way You led. Patricia Rochester APPROACHING CHAPEL Dim corridor, our dear familiar hall. What mystic sense of peace you lend to all Who chance to tread across your hallowed floor. With love's intent to reach the Chapel door. Your mellow walls bespeak calm dignity: Your tilings echo deep tranquility. The atmosphere is free from earthly taint. And incense, like the aureole of a saint. Still lingers, mingling with the fragrant air. A rosary tinkles—’tis a Nun at prayer. Now. sunset wraps you close in beauteous glow: The organ sighs a vesper, soft and low. Patricia Rochester Sixty-Five THE 1 9 3 ° D A Y E S Y E BREAKING THE SPELL All is quiet in the old Hall, where Study reigns supreme. Suddenly, the bell sounds the noon hour, and in less time than it takes to write this, our old Hall is deserted. Down the long, wide stairs they hurry, and across the campus to the Cafeteria, where laughter and chatter make the tempting food more appetizing. All too soon, the joyous half hour has slipped by. and again the bell summons us to serious duties. Such it seems is always the way: When we work, we work, when we play, we play. Marguerite Smith OUR CAFETERIA By stately tread, two in a row. Each day at noon we gladly go To Cafeteria, prim and neat. That so tempts hungry girls to eat. There our appetites we sate. And fashions whims we freely rate. Till sound of bell comes to our ear. Which breaks the spell of friendly cheer. Eileen Stafford Sixty-Six T H E 1 9 3 ° D A Y E S Y E CLASS SONG — To the music of “Little Mother We have come today A word to say To our friends so kind and true: With a message sweet Our hearts repeat Alma Mater. Dear. 'Tis for you! And now we can trace In each dear face. A true friend who will not fail. As we leave today, to fare away For the path that leads adown life's trail. Chorus Alma Mater. Dear school home. We ll be true where e'er we roam. Sad are we now that we from you must part: No change can take your love out of our heart. Alma Mater. S. M. A., Keep our memory while we stray. Mary, we pray, keep you a!way. Alma Mater. Mater dear. M. H. SimySrvrn THE 1930 DAYESYE There streamed a flood of liquid, argent sheen. That hailed this day. oblivious of fears. Yet. on its setting bright, a fog befalls. The pain of parting nigh outweighs the joy; Our virgin bliss, sad farewell chills and palls.— Has life no rapture chaste, without alloy? But on we must, where home-lit fires invite. The world before us challenges our speed. With dear school-home and friends we part tonight. Undaunted and alert, the call to heed. Life's matin chimes we chorused with a will: Its vesper toll shall find us chanting still. Sixty-Eight Now all the world is before me. And a dear School Home behind! GRADUATE THE 1 9 3 ° D A Y E S Y E Junior Class Upper Row—M Hutchinton. C. Tabaka. V Miraburdj D Tb'Uen. E • F R,.. Lowtt Row—i. c . c r t as-D “ •E a ‘ C. Thi Ua, I Gonier. A Haeerland. M Wilcox. M E Packer LOWER SECTION n , Upper Row-—J. Cut'll M Sherman. M OKttlt. B Glrnn.L CmmIIt.° U, b 44-E Mulcahy. S Nttkow. B. Dahthe.mer. D M Moil. K. Maloney Middle Row-—M Flannery. I Knapp. J. Callrry. M Klot . M. SpcIUcy. H Hum - M NUi ' T II. Canady. M Nolan. M. Hogan . r Lower Row—J. Helwig. M Teno. R Ro . D. Newman. M Cro.i. D Ha.tert. G Willel . L Klott. E Dickinton. M Bonner. G Frey Junior Honor Group Upper Row—II. Hamer. K. Wilfong. M Maag. D HaMert. E. Dickinton. M Hagbet Middle Row—D Newman. C Tabaka. A Haverland. E. DeNoma. M Bonner Lower Row— S. Netkaw. E Doerflrar. B Dahlheimer. D M MotL G WUletlf. I. Knapp Not in Pietnr —M Crnit. C Donavan. V. Hogentoo. M Wilcox. M Sherman. J. Hrlwig. I. Carlton • Exctlleru Sternly s m 2 3 CO =£ 2 gnoa THE 1 9 3 ° D A Y E S Y E Eunice Dickinson Helen Homes Eileen Krouskeu Lorraine Sirois Proidrnt Vic«-Prr idrm S«r«ory Trailttr CLASS HISTORY Westward Ho!' Up the rocky path they trudge, a youthful band of pioneers, burdened with the luggage of books. Many a weary mile stretches before them until they shall reach their desired goal. Graduation. On their journey they have crossed three deserts, each separated by oases, where they stopped for a time to rest. Through these deserts, they have left landmarks, to guide future homeseekers. Now from the third oasis they look back, and find that they have done well. Away back, just outside the oasis of Sophomore Year, they see their first guide post, Election of Officers. Here they paused to elect leaders proved by time and toil. Eunice Dickinson, they chose as Chief, with Helen Hames. Eileen Krouskey. and Lorraine Sirois as her Counsellors. The second landmark bears the inscription Junior Card Party. Wishing to do something for the pioneers of the future, they amused the settlers of neighboring towns, and were enabled to leave a radio and two scholarships. Then came a long period until Christmas Vacation. But now they came quite unexpectedly upon a little spring, called Retreat. Here they paused for three days, and then, with renewed courage, took up their journey. Now the signposts come thick and fast. Here is one called Class Pins. the Junior-Senior Prom. at which they entertained the band of settled pioneers. At last the pioneers of T 1 have reached the last oasis, and are setting out for the final claim at the end of the trail, the goal of Graduation. Audrey Haveri.and Steerttv-Tu’o THE 1930 D A Y E S Y E Donna Siam Mot I Irene Gonier JUNIOR LITERARY HONORS These promising Juniors brought honor to their English Teacher. Sister Evangelita, to their Class, and to their school, in literary contests of the past year. Donna Motl earned fourth place in the National Essay Contest. Why the Flag should be displayed on Thanksgiving Day. Irene Gonier won Honorable Mention in the Short Story Contest, sponsored by The Scholastic. Her story was entitled Southern Solitude. DIAMOND DEWDROP I saw a diamond In the grass: It sparkled, too: But alas— 'Twas just a dewdrop. Fallen there. To see if I would Look and care. Bernice Glynn NEW DAWN I lay upon the sun-kissed, wind-swept hill. And dreamily watched the fleecy, white clouds Lazily roam about in an azure sky. Seeming to touch the treetops as they bowed. I saw the sun sprinkling in diamond radiance Upon the blue ripples of a near-by lake. And the floating mists of a morning dawn Lift its gray, somber veil midst a burst of song: I heard the birds carolling sweet, throbbing notes 7 o the world of slumber from which it awoke. Irene Gonier A PRAYER O Wind. Blow thy cool breath full upon my face: Soothe my burning, troubled brow: Calm my racing, tumbled thoughts: Be the messenger of peace. O winged dweller of the sky. Bring me peace: the peace I love. That sweet, rare peace, from heav'n above. Eunice Dickinson Smtniy-Thrtt THE E 1930 DAYESY DREAM VOYAGE In childhood s hours we traveled Into an enchanted land. Where the glow and zest of adventure Made us a happy band. We wished we could discover In the realm of make-believe. The distant gleams of pageantry. Or a carpet of magic weave. Then we’d move through primitive woodlands 'Midst versatile, vistas fair. And we’d revel in perfect contentment. In the untouched grandeur there. Elaine DeNoma SEA THIRST A wind from the sea Came blowing to me. That smelt of a salty spray; It gave me a thirst That threatened to burst. To sail away and away. I must go along. Although it is wrong. And taste of that salty spray. I’ll desert the lea. And follow the sea. And sail away and away; For the thirst is there. And I do not care For aught but the salty spray. Bernice Glynn DAWN Beneath the curtain of darkness Softly steals a rosy light; The mystery of a new day dawning Uncovers the secret of night. Ebony fades to silver. And silver melts to gold— And in the pageant of morning. Myriad colors unfold. The crimson blush of the eastern sky Awakens the sleeping land: The new day brings to the sorrowful heart. New hope and a helping hand. The dawn gives to each one a spotless page To color with his own works. And a palette, a brush, and colors to blend. To find where beauty lurks. One need not be a genius to paint a picture. For kind hours the good will increase. And guide the faltering hand to make A glorious, vibrant. living masterpiece. Clara Tabaka Srvmiy-Four THE 1 9 D A Y E S Y E o COMPENSATION THE SANDMAN The silver stars light a silver path. And the moon croons a lullaby. As the Sandman makes his sandy way Across the silent sky. He stealthily rustles his crimson cloak. As he covers the slumbering land. And he harks to the tune of the song of the moon. As he sprinkles his magic sand. They took the night away from me: The glory of the moon— The satin moss With starry gloss: The day has come too soon. By morning this star-dust is silver dew. And from each flower it gleams. And it travels back to the sky each day On the wings of tiny sunbeams. Margaret Maag They took the night away from me. And what is there to see? A sunny morn. The waving corn, The birds for company! Dorothy Newman SILVER THREADS Once a lovely woman For whom I really care. Caught a gleam of silver And placed it in her hair. IN THE EVENING Softly, swiftly, twilight falls Upon the gray of castle's walls: Upon the village, now asleep. Upon the groups of huddled sheep. The moon glides forth and gently smiles On her domain of many miles: The twilight deepens into night. Leaving only pale moonlight. Only the moon, serene on high. Majestic in a star-flecked sky. Margaret Bonner That tiny fleck of silver Soon spread o’er all her head. Now her hair s a shining mass Of little silver threads. Bernice Glynn SPRING INQUIRY (Apologies to William Wesley Martin) Did you ever see a violet in the spring When the robins have come back, and blackbirds sing? Have you walked along the road. 'Neath a heavy, futile load. That will vanish when your cares aloft you fling? Have you seen the crocus lift its lovely head? Have you felt the springy sod from soothing rain? If you have, then lift your voice and cry aloud. “Why. it’s heaven here, and spring is back again. Stvtniff-Fivt Virginia Duff THE D A Y E S Y E o 1 9 3 Dorothy Ntwman Junior CUn Poet Sing on. Dorothy. “While the eternal Ages watch and wait.” STORM CLOUDS Heavy and gray. Full of dismay. Hang the storm clouds. ORCHIDS Orchids resemble fine ladies Who dress in sumptuous clothes. And ride in golden coaches. Their riches to disclose. But they are not true orchids, They are shallow in their hue. They will have no great hereafter. They'll have nothing there to do. They will reap a sad. poor harvest: There'll be famine in their hearts: And their wealth will turn to ashes. Divided in small parts. There's another type of orchid. With a heart of purest gold. With a soul of lily whiteness. Never worldly, never cold. Ah. these are perfect blossoms. That will bloom and never fade: That will live in heaven’s garden. In the rapture of its shade. Dorothy Newman Swollen with tears. Burdened with fears. Hang the storm clouds. Longing for sun. Laughter and fun. Hang the storm clouds. MOON MAGIC Silvery rays creeping down from the skies. Crossing the foot of my bed: Slipping in cracks. Lighting my plaques. Put strange thoughts in my head. I think of the moon as a spider. Sullen with ache. The sky his busy loom. Waiting to break. Spinning and weaving. Hang the storm clouds. Laughing and grieving. Dorothy Newman Making a web in my room. The stars mark the lines of his kingdom. They cover the whole sky above. Twinkling and glowing. Shrinking and growing. And sending me dreams that I love. Dorothy Newman StvtnlySix THE 1 9 3 ° DAY E S Y E MOUNTAIN WISDOM The mountains wisely staring Down on lovely earth below. See wisdom in a bird's wing flaring O'er her little ones, and sparing Them from cold and snow; Misery they need not know. OO See wisdom in a sunset glowing With God's reflected glory: In softest night winds blowing. In rivers swiftly flowing. In samite marble quarry. To them an ancient story. They learn from melancholy trees. The greatest things in life. They live in harmony with bees. With driftwood floating on the seas. Nature is the sharpened knife. That cuts away all sordid strife. They wisely love the whirr of wings That pass them by in flight; The brown bird as it sweetly sings. Joy into their dark hearts brings. And drives away the night. That ever clutches tight. PRAYER IN A MEADOW I stumbled through a meadow. Blinded with flowing tears. I prayed with fragrant flowers To smooth away my fears. I asked the grass for hope and love. I was so sad that day: The meadow heard my humble prayer. And answered me this way. SEA MOODS They smile on earth with loving looks They glory in her beauty; Ah. they have never need of books. They find their knowledge deep in nooks. They capture booty. And feel it is their duty. O wise old mountains, teach me too, To know the world the way you do. Dorothy Newman The sea is calm and mild today, Beneath a deep blue sky: Sonny floats his sailboat. The sails are white and dry. The sea is rough and wild today: The sky a purple plain: It snatches sonny’s sailboat— The sails are rent in twain. Dorothy Newman She took the perfume of her flowers. And wafted it to me: She smoothed a bed of dewy grass. And beckoned invitingly. She brought me drowsy, restful sleep Amid her charmingness— And when I woke, my care had flown. Beneath her sweet caress. Dorothy Newman StvrtHv-Stvn THE i 9 3° D A Y E S Y E MY FRIEND. THE NORTH WOODS I HAVE seen Chinese Temple Gardens and the Taj Mahal: the Mall at Washington, and Siamese Cabarets. Last summer I saw pine forests in the Northern woods: they knew me. and I found happiness. We were intimate as 1 had never been intimate with the exotic gardens of foreign lands: we were friends as is given only a heaven-blest few. to be friends. I sat for hours at a time testing our friendship, and was satisfied. The pines added their moody acquiescence to my every thought as fitful old men who must maintain their sovereignty by a childish sullenness. I understood them, loved their sullenness, and they were Xjj. pleased. Like lonely grandfathers of a long dead generation. they were moved from their aloofness by my understanding: they offered memories and kindly advice for my hopes and despairs, out of their wisdom. The birches, too. were my kinsmen, gleeful youngsters who were overjoyed if I agreed with their moods, and who tried joyously to change me if I didn't. They laughed at my worries with the awkwardly kind laugh of animated children. I laughed with them, and they swayed their delicate dances for my amusement. The next moment, embarrassed at their own pride, they showed me an oriole's nest in their white arms. They nodded indefinitely, and stared out over the lake, thinking: and they were silent. Like true friends, the forest is content to just sit and think with you. Presently, a twittering began from the copse of ferns directly in front of me. More chirrups joined in on either side and I was hearing a symphony. It was not the throbs of an organ in a vaulted cathedral, reverential, awe-filled: it was the confidences of children told in love to their Father. I sat in mute surrender to the sanctity of the place. Their Angelus over, the birds returned to wherever they came from. I rose with like intention, ashamed of my innocent intrusion, yet infinitely glad of it. when I was halted by a small scarlet sentinel at my feet. Eagerly I snatched at the brilliant flower, and found in my hand—no flower, but a stalk of clear green leaves, each tipped with an irrelevant flame. This. then, was Indian paintbrush. I could see that it was. It was the unappreciated work of some misguided wood nymph. It seemed that this flower, that was not a flower, was for me a farewell from the friends of the woods. It bade me remember, when I went back to my white painted summer resort, with its newest modern conveniences, the unaffected sincerity of the real forest. It bade me discard as extrinsic, the precisely same log cabin houses, and log cabin filling stations, which glaring blind their makers, as the scarlet painted leaves blinded me. to the artless honesty of the forest, and to bear away in my heart a true appreciation of my friend, the North woods. Donna Mary Motl Stvtnty-Eifht THE 1 9 3 ° D A Y E S Y E Sophomore Class UPPER SECTION Upper Row -C Camerford. A. Krrfe, R Fry. M. Ruanc. M. Ahrtn. E. Harrington. M. Barrett. L. Hrurr. G. Reynold . E. Biter. M Budde. R. Holden Middle Row- B. Kuth P. Nirimore. L. Noeihen. E. Bu ch. L. Cbirnock. V'. Higgin C. Hill. H. Olio. K. Rhode . A. Preitegard. D. Aihlcy. R Owen l.ower Row- -J. Ryberg. T. Hughe . M. Vorwert. P Sherry. D. Houle. B Bethke. I LeMire M J. MurriY. K. McGuire. M Thei . E Haver land. O Sherwood. I. Bedard LOWER SECTION Upper Row R McCauley B. Welch. 1.. Ducrr. 7. Gram. J. Mayer. V Breska. A Oecbino. E Sarory. V. Kelly. J. Nyman. I. Tavberg. A Bookwalier. M. Ttllotton. B. Brnninghofl, H. Rypel. A. Slater Middle Row—M MacDonald. D. Schmidt. E. Rice. C. Knapp. Z. Albright. M Barbery. R Henncuy. R. I.aPalma J. Woodruff. M Pottncr. E I.eeie. E Touugnant. P Halloran. R Ekberg. V. Tracy. M. Kruckeberg Lower Row—D. Ram� ey. C. Murphy. B. Halting . A Kelly. A Campbell. C. Grail. F. A Sampson. G- Emmer. M F.. Flemming. D. Houlihan. D. Keilter. J. Proulx. C Flynn. V Althoff. E. Hefter Sophomore Honor Group Upper Row—E, Lower Row— Not in Picture- Toutignant. F. A. Sampion. B. Hatting . M. William . M Tillotion. H Rypel. 'R. Holden D Keiffer. M J. Murray. C. McGuire. M Pottner. P Naramour. M Ahern. L. Bedard - C Groll. R LaPalmc. C Comerford. E. Bakrr. H. Otto. J. Ryberg. D. Warren. E Bo� ch 'Exctlltni Eifhty THE 1 9 3 ° DAY E S Y E Bernice Hastings Josephine Roers Lucy Bedard Helen Ryptl Pinidrnt Viet-Prftidrnl Srcrdirr Trc i r� r SOPHOMORE SETTLERS TWO years ago we landed here, strangers in a strange land. Although we faced many hardships, by degrees we became accustomed to our new surroundings. and have since grown to know and love them. Beginnings were hard, and labors great; yet many pleasant events served to break the strain of close work, and the strict discipline of our community life. A kind Priest visited us weekly, and instructed us in the principles of our religion. We eagerly awaited his weekly talks. At Christmas time of this year, the Early Settlers delighted us with a beautiful dramatization of the sweetest story ever told. The Birth of Christ the King. Great crowds filled the hall, and all were highly pleased. Later, our program day came, with its old-time songs in old-time dress, and its modern style show. We were very successful in gathering a crowd, and have been pleased and happy ever since. About this time, our eyes are wistfully turned towards the future, when we will be called upon to explore new territories, and make room for coming settlers. We feel sure of final success because, we have faithfully attended to the cultivation of our claims. We hope next fall to meet all the friends and neighbors whom we have learned to know and love. Rosemary Holden EifhtyOnt THE 1 9 3 ° D A Y E S Y E SPRING FLOWERS While wandering in the woods one day. I came into a bower. Where nestled in a pretty group. Grew spring’s first welcome flowers. At first I thought to pluck a few To deck my favorite room: But then I left them all untouched For others there to bloom. Barbara Bethkf. NURSES MY BIRD The nurses who went overseas Have nothing, you see. over these; Who are dainty and neat. And modestly sweet. And can entertain too. if you please. METAPHORS Lakes are smooth, silver mirrors Picturing skies of blue: The frames are the trees, and flowers, Sparkling with diamond dew. Violets are small dainty starlets. Hidden from wanderer’s view. Like stars in the heavens above us. They’re tinted a beautiful hue. But the stars are the windows of heaven. Through which our Father looks down. With a smile for some of His children. For others a tear and a frown. Blaine Haverland ALL ARE POETS Every man in his heart is a poet born: Each day as he dreams from early morn. Impressions are made of things sublime. Which are beautiful when woven into rime. Dorothy Warren I have a little bird at home. That loves to sit and chatter: And sometimes you would wonder If he really means to flatter: For he sits there with a tilted head. And winks and blinks at you: And then he turns and chatters With a mate that loves to coo. Margaret McDonald MY KITTY I have a little kitty. That is very, very pretty. Her eyes are green and bright. And they shine out in the night. Her hair is soft and fluffy: And she’s frightened at a puppy. She plays around the live-long day. And chases all the blues away. Theresa Hughes rifhtu-Two THE 1930 DAYESYE OLD FASHIONS Just where have you been. Sweet modern maids? On whose old attic Have you made raids? In the Sophomore show. Nobody would know. That you were just modern maids. Katherine McGuire •OLD FAITHFUL” Our home is guarded by a cat That's very tiny, round and fat. His eyes are green, his fur is white: He sits with tail curled round him tight. He does not eat. nor mouse, nor rat. But sits and stares—Our China Cat. Rose Mary LaPalme VIGIL LIGHT The vigil on the altar white. Ne’er ceases shining day or night. It tells us that our God is in. Atoning for a world of sin. It keeps God company while we play: It welcomes, when we come to pray. Come, let us join the little light. And keep close near Him. day and night. Loretta Charnock THE EXCEPTION Our English teacher told us To write a little rime. To put into our Dayesye. And have it in on time. I did my best to write it, Pen and paper for my tools: Then thought of the old saying. Exceptions prove the rules. And since our teacher told us We all could write a rim:. 1 must be the exception Which proves the rule this time Rosemary Hennessy ACTORS We all have parts in life’s great play. As rich or poor, as king or slave: When the curtain falls, be this our say. In life's great play, my best I gave.” Phyllis Narramore MOTHER S WHISPER God is sweet. I know it's so. 'Cause my Mother told me so. When she clasped my hand in hers. Ohl how dear the memory stirs: Soft and sweet, she whispered low. God is sweet”— I know it's so. Elizabeth Busch MOTHER LOVE With love in her heart. And a tear in her eye. She sees us depart. Our fortunes to try. She prays day and night That our trials be small: She’s our life's guiding light. Our treasure, our all. Mary Tillotson THE AYES Y E i 9 3 ° D mm • • ■ THE COMING OF SPRING MOTHER What would home be without mother? Mother, whom we love so dear: Who when any danger threatens. Always is so very near. She can play as well as you can: All your games and songs she knows. Always lenient in correction. Always comfort in your woes. But if she should have a sorrow. Of it you will never hear: She will bear it all in silence: That is why she is so dear. Josephine Roers What is that in the tree 1 see? A little squirrel winking at me. And is that the song of a robin I hear? Then surely spring is very near. Alice Campbell A WORTHWHILE DAY We strive each day in work and play. To make our lives worthwhile: And although our tasks are hard at times, We meet them with a smile. A worthwhile day. what does it mean? A day of rest, a time to sleep? No. each minute is a precious pearl. And as we sow. so shall we reap. Dorothy Ramsey LIMERICKS A teacher once said to a lass. “Bring a poem tomorrow to class. The girl was no poet— The teacher didn t know it; But the try-out soon proved it. alas. And how that poor teacher did scold. Is something that should not be told. “You'll learn how. she said, Ere you go to bed.” I wonder when in blankets she rolled. Bernice Hastings WELCOME SPRING Welcome, welcome, happy spring. With your birds .ind brooks that sing; With your budding trees and flowers. With your many happy hours. Welcome. Spring. Genevieve Emmer DEW DROPS Like a million diamonds On a sparkling tree. Are the little dewdrops. Shining down on me. Mary Jane Murray MY MOTHER My mother is a reflection of God above. She makes my world a place of peace and love: She shows me what is right and wh3t is wrong: In other words, makes my life a song. Jean Ryberg Eifhty-Four THE 1930 D A Y E S Y E A SOPHOMORE VISION Standing out on a dimlit shore At eventide, when day is o'er. Far out at sea. in a cloud twould seem Is a phantom ship, like a silver dream. High on its topmost mast is flung A banner, whereon a name is strung: And on the upper deck there stands A maiden, beck ning with outstretched hands. A goddess she—so still she stands. A silhouette gainst far off lands. On the flag is the name of our Junior Year. And the maid our guide, our leader dear. DOROTHY HOULIHAN LUNCH HOUR Ding! Dong! the bell has rung: All the girls from their scats have sprung. Down the stairs the hurrying crowd. Almost running, tho' not allowed. Across the campus the Sophomores run: To beat the Freshmen seems such fun. On. on. they race—it is so fine To get there first, and head the line. Veronica Althoff HOME A GIRL FROM S. M. A. If you see a smiling face. Backed by modesty and grace. And of lipstick there’s no trace. She’s from S. M. A. If she wears a dress of blue. And a neat white collar too. If in courtesy she’s true. She’s from S. M. A. If her hair is always neat. If her uniform's complete: If her smile is always sweet. She's from S. M. A. Home to me is a place of love. Where blessings are poured from heav'n above. Where father, mother, sisters dear. And brothers too. are full of cheer. Mary Catherine Flemming If her eyes are always bright. If to all she is polite. If her heart is always light. She's from S. M. A. Rosalie McCauley THE FAIREST TIME The fairest time of all the year Is spring, which now is drawing near. The budding leaves are on the trees. And soon will come the birds and bees. Soon apple blossoms, pink and white, Are sure to bring us keen delight. With all the seasons' joys together. The spring has best of any other. Clara Knapp Eifhiy-Five THE 1 9 3 ° D A Y E S Y E Excellent Project Books Dorothy A«hUy. Ann Pr «:r jfd Lora Notibrn. Marv E Fl mm:ag. Era Toaiignam. B rnic Matting . Patricia Halloraa. Dorothy Moolihaa A SOPHOMORE PROJECT THE Sophomore English Classes shall nol soon forget the pleasure and the profit derived from their work on an interesting English project. The assignment was to make illustrated books of the foremost American authors. A picture of each author, with a biographical tabloid, touching childhood. home life, education, and especially his literary works, made an interesting author page. Following this page, was a group of the author's works beautifully illustrated. The books, distinct in plan and color scheme, artistic and beautiful, made an interesting exhibit of Sophomore English. Three Seniors were appointed judges, to carefully examine and grade th: books. A. B. C. and D. Only three books got a D grade. Several books were so nearly perfect, that they puzzled the consciences of the judges. All A grades received special prizes. Each book, forty-two in all. received a little token of recognition from Sister Henrica. our Principal. Our Project Books are treasurers which we will always love to keep, and where we can again live among our authors, when text books are lost and forgotten. We are now illustrating 1 he Idylls of the King. But our first project will always remain a happy memory of our Sophomore English. Louise Hueur ADIEU Our Sophomore year is ended. And we are rather blue To say good-bye to all the joys We had this whole year through. ML Eleanor Baker Eifblv-SiM THE 1 9 3 ° D A Y E S Y E Freshman Class UPPER SECTION Upper Row-—E Derit. I). Helm. F Znuito. H M Swift. B. Jacobton. D. Petertoo. I Novak. [ . Fleetham, J I'mnon, M Richard . B Emmet. M Buinuiurr. V. R« t, B Wibtltr, M Serbut. B Napratky, B Foetwengler Middle Row— H McCoy. L. Siniin. M. C. Organ. V. Eveaion. C Coe� er. D. Connoy. I Gagnon. J Vernette. M LaPalme. I Spellacy, M. Maag. J. Duma . M A. I.andy. S. Janicke. V. Mulligan. I Sampton, M Doerfler Lower Row—If. M Ecktirom M. Rowe. A Murchetiaoli. C. Gomilak. F. Schicbe. H. Finnegan. I Murray. A M Cleary. M Craig. M Lacai, G. M Pavlik. M Ruff. I. Backraan. L Wahl, C Houlihan, F Wmi, E Keller LOWER SECTION Upper Row—M Owent, J Langford. L. Carmody. M Dea. B Gaipard. M Scoti. M Hogan. A. Flannery. N. Lucier. A. Cronkhirc. G Sehnoetker Middle Row -A. Baldwin, M Wilcox. l Brunner. M Potely. J Loerenee. E Lundy. M Bromback A. Blanchard. L. Huck. A. Janicke. C. Averbeck lower Row—H. Quigley. M C. Gannon. G Knoblauch. M Lynch. L O'Reilly. C. Mooney. 1. Gebro. M Catey. F Mateline. Z. Gruidl. B I.eMire. E Midlo Freshman Honor Group Upper Row—M LaPalme. M A. I.andy. K. Millard. B Emmer. M Maag. M. Elughei. F. Went lower Row—E. Btankrnhcim. E Gamilak. L Wahl. E Murray. M C. Coegan. H. M Ecktirom Noe in Picture—G. Clark. C. Corter. H. Lund. B. Jacobton, I. Sarazin B I rethmen-—B Gatpard. G Knoblauch. J. Langford. M Lynch. M E. Potelcy. M Owent. G. Schoenecker •facrllrni Eighty Eight the i 9 3 ° D A Y E S Y E Phyllis Hicks Marjorie LaPalme Bernice Emmtr Mary Maag PrnidfiW Vice President Secreisry TicatUfct CLASS HISTORY EARLY in September, a band of seventy-two new settlers arrived at St. Margarets. Although they feigned bravery, they were secretly very timid, until a group of Senior settlers gave them a welcome party. Later they met the Junior settlers at a Hallowe'en party. They did much to make this activity a success, and had the happiness of seeing the Witch of '33 lead all the others across the sky. After this, they resumed their labors, and later welcomed thirty-five new settlers. Soon all the settlers retreated for three days of prayer, after which they all returned to their work with renewed vigor. Toward the end of the year, they were called upon to sponsor an activity by which to provide help for some future pioneers. Their united and loyal spirit served to make this plan a great success, and so their first year ended happily. Elaine Blankenheim Mary Cathryn Corgan EiebtV-Sine THE 1 9 3 o D A Y E S Y E SILHOUETTE A bugler stood with bugle raised. Silhouetted by the setting sun. Ringing out his silv'ry notes. That told the day was done. The sky darkened into night. Made the shadows and bugler one; And night slowly hushed the silv'ry notes That told the day was done. Mary Maag IN THE WOODS AT NIGHT Did you ever sleep in the woods And hear the gentle winds murmuring. Through the tall trees. Just stirring the leaves? See the moon’s path on the lake. THE POP CORN MAN The shadows the fire makes. On the swaying trees The leaves to tease? Pricilla Marx In the air I hear a whistle As the pop corn man goes by. When I see his snowy goodies From my heart I heave a sigh. THE RUMBLE SEAT There is never a grumble To ride in the rumble On a mid-summer's day. But when it is winter There's always a whimper— Who is to ride in the rumble? Bf.rnice Emmer And I envy him his roaming As o'er the town he goes. Giving children snowy dainties. As the pop corn whistle blows. Eilhen Murray SPRING The soft winds of the azure sky. Blow lightly, murmuring through the trees: The little robins sing their song. And flap their wings against the breeze. Frances Schiebe MARVELING I marvel at the way the birds come and go. North and South, to and fro: It seems to me God sends a secret carrier Down from the sky to see that no barrier Mars the path of these robins, blue jays, and wrens. In their long flight to where the palm tree bends. In God's beautiful sunshine. Helen Jane Swift Sint tv THE 1 9 3 ° D A Y E S Y E A DREAM OF S. M. A. I have often dreamed of many dreams. That I wish would come true. But that dream I so often dream. Is that wonderful dream of you. It was of my future presence in a School I hoped to attend; And start at the very beginning And finish straight to the end. Lucille Sarazin SUCCESS I shall wish to be an artist. And win my laurels there: But. you'd really smile to see the way That I can paint a chair. I shall never write a poem Nor a story, nor a book; But if you'll come to visit us, I’ll prove that I can cook. I shall never win in business: That's what sister chose; But some folks say I have a knack Of making stylish clothes. I shall never be an actress. With a home in Hollywood— But you needn't guess. I'm going to do what I said 1 would. I’m going to be an artist. And win my laurels there: But you'd really smile to see the way That I can paint a chair. Frances Nowak MY POEM A poem I'm called upon to write: One that’s short and maybe light. Not much thought, and not much time. With faltering hands and careless rime So here's the thing I want to say: Poetry just sends my thoughts astray. And makes me just to plainly dumb. That not a tiny rime will come. Anne Baldwin PIONEERS The pioneers of yesteryear. Were both very brave and bold. They combed the glittering moun tain streams. In search of yellow gold. But. if today you tried to find Some men as brave and bold. The only kind that you could find Are the ones that spend the gold. OUR COMING Here we gathered in this school of schools. All anxious and worried, not knowing the rules: First subjects were chosen and classes assigned. We walked through the halls in confused state of mind. At last we all found the places we sought. And settled right down, content with our lot. Though the work may seem heavy, we try all the time. It’s all in the scheme of broadening the mind. Grace Mary Pavlik Mary Agnes Landy Sintiy-On THE 1 9 3 ° D A Y E S Y E FRESHMAN CLASS BROADCASTING FROM THEIR STUDIO IN THE CLASS BUILDING AT S. M. A. FRIENDS of the radio audience, we would like to have you join us in bidding adieu.” but not good-bye to the kind-hearted pioneers who have been so helpful in our journey westward. Their Big-Sister party helped us to have no fear for the attacks of the various tribes. They have finally and successfully tilled all the soil in this fertile land: they have prepared themselves well for the hardships of future years in a strange country: they have set a beautiful example for us. the younger band. We wish to welcome the new pilgrims from the land far away who are about to come into our Land of Knowledge. May they be as happy as we have been during this past year! The Freshmen JUST IMAGINE Looking on a calm lagoon. Looking on the jungles deep. Looking on the world asleep. From the moon way up on high. In a silver-spangled sky. Seeing lands both far and near— Oh. wouldn't it be queer? Catherine Corser LIFE It seems our life is like unto moon a-cruising o'er the sky. To shed its rays a few. short, passing moments nd then to wane, forgotten and to die. Eileen Murray SinttvTu.'o THE 1 9 3 o D A Y E S Y E GYMNASIUM DING! Dong! The eleven-thirty bell sounds the last morning study class. The Sophomores and Freshmen scamper across the campus for their tennis shoes, and hurry to the play room for gymnasium. All are in readiness for healthful exercise. Hark! There's Miss Eibner’s whistle. “All in line. she says. Immediately there is one long, straight line of girls, in perfect posture. Again. Miss Eibner's voice is heard. “Now count off your numbers. Then work begins. After marching around two or three times, four straight lines arc formed, and a number of exercises follow. If we have been very attentive to orders. Miss Eibner allows us to play games for the last quarter of an hour. Again. Ding! Dong! Now we hurry to remove our tennis shoes, and get to the cafeteria for a good meal Patricia Halloran Sinnv-Thrtt THE 1930 DAY E S Y E DEPARTMENT OF ART UNDER the efficient supervision of Miss Stephens, the Art Class had a very interesting year. Our first project was ornamental and useful. It was cut-out print, put on a muslin folio cover with crayon. The prints varied in size, color and design. and were all well worked out. Our next problem was the modeling of necklaces from clay, which we afterwards painted. We then designed various costumes, including sport wear, street dresses, and formats. Then came the most interesting project of the year, the drawings for our “Daycsye. In our final project we are illustrating poems, which we find most interesting. A. H. M. B. fCintty-Four THE 1 9 3 ° D A Y E S Y E Music Certificate Class Al Piano—FIomoc Budg Standing Dotoro Hjttcrl. Mirgutritr Armiugv. Delia Pavlik. Marion Madtgan. I.evina Marlin Laielta Dahtmirr. Margirri Crcil MUSIC DEPARTMENT What passion cannot Music raise and quell? —Dryden THE skilled and patient instructors in the Music Department work with a spark of real genius, for there is always the golden chance that they may send forth from the Music Halls of St. Margaret's Academy, an artist, whose name will glow in electric lights wherever the lovers of fine music gather to pay tribute to fine talent. The Thursday Musical, given fortnightly at the Pantages theatre during the music season, held an unusual interest for St. Margaret's Academy this year. Marcelle LaMonte executed a brilliant performance of the Liszt paraphrase from Verdi's Rigoletto. thereby taking first prize. Bernadette Becker demonstrated talent, skill, and perfect form in rendering Concert Etude. by McDowell. and won third place. This was the first time that two contestants from the same school were awarded prizes. This year, there has been a series of recitals given jointly by the students of the Music and Dramatic Departments. These recitals were enjoyed by the interested parents and friends of the participants. Sinttu-Fiv THE 1 9 3 ° D A Y E S Y E The Orchestra Stinding—Mirgirrf Cruit. Mirgurrur Armitigr. Mirgirn Scott. Dolorri Schmidt Sitting—Lrvinj Mittin. Miry E North. Mirylillu Dodge. Mirgirrt Hraatny THE ORCHESTRA npHE girls of the Certificate Classes organized the Cecilian Club which met - - every Thursday. This Class, composed of eight girls, Lavina Martin. Dolores Hasten. Marguerite Armitage, Marian Madigan. Margaret Cruit. Loretta Dahlmier. Della Pavlik, and Florence Budge, presented a number of recitals during May. and were ably assisted by students of the Dramatic Art Department. Signor Silvio Scionti visited the Department in December, in February, and again in May. when he assisted at the Concerto Recital. May ninth, playing the orchestral parts on the second piano. In the Concerto Recital, which is an annual institution. Laura Brogan in Liszt's Hungarian Fantasie. Mary E. North in the first movement of Symphonie Espagnole by Talo. Bernadette Becker in the first movement of Beethoven's Concerto in C Minor. Marcelle LaMonte in the last two movements of Saint-Saen’s Concerto in G Minor, executed their works with unerring memory, technical skill, poetic brilliance and finish, which made the recital the most noteworthy one of the year. Ninttu-Six THE 1 9 3 o D A Y E S Y E Music Diploma Class Marcelle La Monte. Bernadette Becker. Mary Eugenia North Three excellent programs by the Diploma Class were presented very creditably. Mary Eugenia North's recital. given on May second, exhibited excellent tone and remarkable technique in classic and modern compositions. She was assisted by Lucille Murtaugh in a number of dramatic readings. On May eighteenth, the second recital of the Diploma Class was given by Bernadette Becker, in which she acquitted herself admirably in difficult selections with poetic interpretation, and technical skill. She was assisted by Constance Keyes in several readings. The last recital was given by Marcelle La Monte on May twenty-third. She displayed a brilliant show of technique, and rendered several classical selections with an unusual amount of skill and assurance. Margaret Hen-nessy entertained between numbers with several clever readings. Frances Brown Ninetu-Stctn the 1 9 3 ° D A Y E S Y E DEPARTMENT OF DRAMATIC ART HTHE Dramatic Art students began their work in September with the usual - - zest. Early in the term. The Playmakers elected Margaret Hcnncssy president: Rosemary Holden, vice-president: Louise Huer. secretary, and Constance Keyes, publicity manager. Among the interesting activities of the fall term was the banquet, which the class students g3ve for the private students, at which patriotic speeches in the spirit of Armistice were an interesting feature. The private students returned the compliment by giving a Japanese party. In January and February a series of recitals were given, in which Margaret Hennessy. Constance Keyes. Margaret Theis. Mary Agnes Landy. Ann Marie Clarey. Louise Hueur. and Lucille Murtaugh were presented. Early in March, two one-act comedies were presented, in which the following students took part: Margaret Hennessy. Frances Brown. Margaret Brown. Constance Keyes. Mary Agnes Landy. Annetta Keefe. Dorothy Helm. Bertha Grace BenninghofT. Ann Marie Clarey. Dolores Schmidt, Eleanor Landy. Mary Eugenia North. Mary Pottner. Louise Hueur. Helen Jane Swift, and Lucille Murtaugh. In the May Musical Recitals. Constance Keyes assisted Bernadette Becker, and Margaret Hennessy assisted Marcelle LaMonte. CONSTANCE KEYES Sintm-Bight THE 1 9 3 ° D A Y .‘‘E: i.’fi Graduates of Nineteen Twenty-Nine OUR ALUMNAE GREETINGS, dear schoolmates of yesteryears, from the Class of Nineteen Thirty. We shall be true to the old tradition, and roll call the class of last year. Ruth Roers. Mary Howard, and Marie Lee answered the Master's call to labor in His Vineyard. Marie Lee in the Dominican Order. Ruth Roers and Mary Howard in St. Joseph's. Ruth and Mary received the habit of the Sisters of St. Joseph on March 19. and are now known respectively, as Sis'er Margaret Joseph, and Sister Margaret James. Margaret Walters. '2?. received the habir on August 15. and is Sister Annette. Margaret Wood. '27. received the habir March 19. and is Sister Davida. Of those in the field of higher education. Alice Woodward. Catherine Flemming. Marion Hennessy. Ruth Murphy. Margaret McGuire. Margaret Riley, and Jayne Foote chose the College of St. Catherine: Alice Linsmayer. Rosary College. Chicago: and Edith LaPray. Scholastics, Duluth. Margaret Baldwin. Catherine Barrett. Helen Jensen. Mary Frankman. Lillian Joseph. Margaret Keefe. Irene Miskowitz. Aileen Pepin. Mary Ann Pierce, and Dorothy Reger, the University of Minnesota. Catherine Gorman. Jane Finnegan. Margaret Morrissy are in training at St. Mary’s Hospital, and Charlotte Owens is in the Mercy Hospital at Davenport. Iowa. Margaret Cussler. Catherine Davy. Kathryn Kelly. Alice McShine, Lorraine Scott. Dorothy Vorwerk. Mildred Balow. and Bernadette Courish are attending Business Colleges. D A Y E S Y E • • M T . i B■ .. 1 i 9 3 o Mildred Atkinson. Bonita Barron. Mary Barron. Marie Bashe. Lillian Bouschcr, Mary Beaty, Zita Connoy. Gretchen Craig. Mildred Downs. Florence Ficklin. Muriel Moline. Dorothy Finnegan, Gladys Gagnon. Bernadette Keefe. Agnes Kloss. Margaret Kinnane. Betty Linstroth, Catherine McErlane. Catherine Madden. Marguerite Richardson. Maxine Roberts. Sabina Shaughnessy. Irene Sprague. Marie Timmons, and Frances St. Amour have business positions. Evelyn Bakken is pursuing her studies in Chicago. Alice Javaux is studying in Belgium. Home duties claimed Carmen De Mars. Margaret Ditter. Bernice Roan. Monica Borgersrode. Lucille Scherber. Natalie L’Herault. Edna Hogan. Roselyn Betzold. and Helen Werner. Sister Cecelia. Sister Madelina. Sister Marie Odile. and Sister Thomas Aquinas '26. made triennial vows as Sisters of St. Joseph during the past year. Five S. M. A. alumnae are honor students at the College of St. Catherine. In the University ability test given to Seniors last spring. Alice Woodward. Charlotte Owens. Edna Hogan. Lillian Joseph. Catherine McErlane and Aileen Pepin. '29. received unusually high ratings. Alice Woodward. '29, was awarded the four years' scholarship at the College of St. Catherine, offered each year by the College for the Senior maintaining the highest average during the four years' course. Since the wrecking of Holy Angels Academy, from which St. Margaret s emanated, the Holy Angel-St. Margaret Alumnae is now known as St. Mar garet's Alumnae. The mother-daughter alumnae meeting was one of the most enjoyable activities of the past year. We are anxiously looking forward to the day of our reception into St. Margarets' Alumnae. Frances Kelvie Della Pavlik One Hundred THE 1 9 3 ° D A Y E S Y E V. CAY1RAU0H H. BROWN X. OUKP.a A. tWRt.A?’ W. EL-uIB I. WHUItEK C. OAhKm 3. rvnm «. fiTrs:iuft is B. 3WU30W V. KASHAX 0. HANSEN B. OILf. X. UABOr.L h. HO?yUA: u. rniN-iia A. R. 'I0I7UU C. HOPPE Here We Are Again. Sixty Strong Onr HundrtJ Tu.'o THE 1 9 3 ° D A Y E S Y E M. IU£ : . J. LWiont a. m . r. nun a. MIf c. UM ntori c. Koooy E. KottilUa x. ?r.?tp x. K. sjr:h . w: X. 1 1 T: ; . . I i s. srArroRE M. o. stwart u. .iidt M. S. ■A'.ttt: N. WBD i. M. � K!Sfi23GKR S. VKAUCV i. wx:.po8 j A. WltXBTW HI As We Used To Be When We Were More At Home On HunJrtd Thttt THE 1 9 3 ° D A Y E S Y E SONG ROMANCE On “The Sweethearts' Holiday'' Rio Rita' and “Picolo Pete” were waiting On the Road to Mandalay to see My Love Parade.' “Harmonica Harry'' told them “My Love Parade” was delayed, so they saw The Parade of the Wooden Soldiers” instead. The band played “The March of the Old Guards.'' The soldiers said. “Heigh-Ho. Everybody “Here We Are. “By The Way it was “Blossom l ime. and “The Bells of St. Marys were ringing for The Wedding of the Painted Doll.” “The Chocolate Soldier. a friend of the bridegroom, began singing “Wedding Bells arc Breaking Up That Old Gang of Mine.” As the wedding party approached. “Charming “Marianne. the bride, was heard to remark to the groom that she would never cook in a Kitchenette.” The groom told his friends he had already started Building a Nest for Mary. At the wedding festivities “The Merry Widow began Moanin' Low “Because the wedding reminded her she was “One Alone. Barnacle Bill .the sailor said he had the “Navy Blues.” but he consented to tell the assembly about “Jericho and Constantinople.” The groom said he couldn't go to Blue Hawaii for his honeymoon “Marianne asked. Why Can't YouHe just answered Because “Marianne said she would be “Satisfied with “The Big Rock Candy Mountains, but would also enjoy Neopolitan Nights.” The groom replied that he would prefer “Sleepy Valley.” “Marianne didn't want to go there, so she said “California Here I come. They finally decided on Where the River Shannon Flows.” “Kathleen who had “Smiling Irish Eyes' said she was planning on “Paint ing the Clouds With Sunshine. When told this was impossible, she said she was going to turn their Sunny Side Up” anyway. The orchestra started playing “The Pagan Love Song. but “Sweet Adeline” suggested that since “Henry Made a Lady Out of Lizzie. she might object to this: so they played the “Shepherd's Serenade” instead. Little by Little” everybody grew tired. “At the End of a Perfect Day. the guests departed. “At Dawning the bride said to the groom ” Button Up Your Overcoat and we ll go to the dock “By the Way of The Sidewalks of New York.’ Evelyn McMullen On HunJrrJ Four THE 1 9 3 ° D A Y E S Y E “A VISIT TO CHARLESTON In a Spring of The Past. Annabel Lee and Dorothy Q set out to see Giotto s Tower. and The Sphinx. On the way they told each other Secrets about The Romany Girl. Maud Muller. and The Boys. Ichabod. Hiawatha, and The Barefoot Boy. All that day they watched The Sea in hopes of getting a glimpse of Old Ironsides. but In Vain. When the Evening Wind was blowing, they sat on the deck and sang the Song of Marion's Men. and Home Sweet Home. When they arrived at Charleston. My Aunt met them at The Bridge. As they were walking up the path to their cottage. The Culprit Fay was Waiting by the Gate with The Raven perched on his shoulder. After resting a while. Dorothy Q wrote Letters. To Helen. and to Conductor Bradley. At six o’clock they heard The Bells ringing. On being asked what it meant. My Playmate said it was The Angelus ringing just as in School Days. The Village Blacksmith and the Children went to spend the evening with them. They had a pleasant time, and at Parting he gave them A Word of advice— Be sure to see ‘The Skeleton in Armor’ while you are here. A Day of Sunshine awoke them, and as they came down they looked at The Old Clock on the Stairs. At noon they lunched at The Wayside Inn. In the evening they saw The Show. Green River. and heard The Pipes of Lucknow. They spent the summer in Charleston, and in Autumn returned home. They all agreed that traveling was a delightful Experience. but they were glad to get back to The Prairie. and The Old Folks at Home. Lucy Bedard Oo HundrrJ Fivt THE 1930 DAYESYE HEELS On the subject of heels. I think twould be nice If some of our girls took a little advice— For office and school, one should wear Cuban heels; Just try them sometime, and see how it feels. For all kinds of sports, such as tennis and ball. It is better, by far. to wear no heels at all. For dances and parties, spike heels are the best; But then it is heaven to get home and rest. I am sure you all know how silly one feels When down on Main Street, you lose one of your heels. So tho' fashions and fads may come and may go. For safety and comfort, use heels that are low. Josephine Rohrs A TOAST Here's to William. Friend of all. He’s on the campus. He’s in the hall; Forever there To fix our heels On again. How good it feels! On HunJrtd Six THE 1930 D A Y E S Y E Patricia Rochester OUR MOUNTED PRESIDENT Holding the reins, a baby; Holding our hearts, a friend: She'll hold to the Teachings of S. M. A. On that we can always depend. Eleanor Duerr On HunJrtJ Stvtn THE 1 9 3 ° D A Y E S Y E SWAN SONG At tomorrow s dawn When we ll know we re gone From dear old S. M. A.. Our hearts will ache For the ties that break . When classes go away— And when evening falls. And a lone heart calls For friends and scenes so dear. We ll take a look At our Memory Book. And soothing voices hear. And back we ll roam To our dear School-Home. And the girls on the campus round: And we ll hear a call In that dear Old Hall. Where sacred friendships bound. Ont Hundred Eight THE 1 9 3 ° D A Y E S Y E A WORD OF THANKS The Class of Nineteen Thirty wish to express their sincere gratitude to the many friends who have lent their generous co-operation towards the making of this Home Book. To Sister Henrica for her guiding helpfulness in securing advertisements. To Sister Evangelista. Adviser of “The Dayesye. for her generous and helpful assistance. To Sister Hubert for many kind favors, but especially for the apt and willing typists so well trained by her. To Miss Stephens for inspiring her art students in decorating this Book To all Faculty members, who aided or encouraged us in any way. To Mr. George Davitt of the Weston Engraving for his friendly, fatherly interest, and the excellent engravings. To Zintsmaster's for excellent photography, and courteous service. To Mr. Schmidt of the Augsburg Publishing House for excellent printing and press work. To Mr. Edward F. Cantwell of the North American Press for our artistic and enduring covers. 0X0 OUR PATRONS Mr. and Mrs. Wm. Beckf.r The Misses Bleakley Dr. and Mrs. J. P. Flynn Mrs. George Hamlin Mr. and Mrs. J. A. Hoffmann Mr and Mrs. John LeMirf Mrs. Thomas McCann Dr. T. J. Mee Mr. and Mrs. 0. P. Melady Mr. and Mrs. S. J. Melady Mr. and Mrs. E. P. Shanley dr. Leo Murphy Mr. and Mrs. J. F. Riley Mr. and Mrs. F. P. Rogers Miss Catherine Ryan Mr. and Mrs. M. E. Ryan Mr. and Mrs. J. 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FUEL COMPANY Quick Service in Wood and Coal 1601 Washington Ave. No. Cherry 3 544 51 LOWRY Ave. NO. Cherry 2894 Ont Hundred Eleven For Those Who Want The Best � •+ J. D. ARMITAGE [CHIPPEWA Optometrist The Purest and Softest Natural Spring Water in the World Main 6370 The Leader Minneapolis Call Atlantic 6361 for Service We Have Served Thousands of Satisfied Customers for Over 40 Years Shop at Brix’s Food Markets DRUGS Prescriptions Filled Periodicals F. H. BASSETT 917 west Broadway 1435 4th St. N. E. 1100 Hennepin Avenue Cherry 3357-3358-3359 Gladstone 2812 Minneapolis. Minn. Geneva 7858 Prompt Service ftogf @arbrn Jflorists TWO STORES Designs for All Occasions Our Specialty NEWSPAPERS. CLOTHING. FURNITURE. ETC. Call Dinsmore 8280 Nicollet Island 4 2 South Eighth Street Minneapolis. Minn. On HunJrtJ F u'Ww Compliments of FLOUR CITY FUEL TRANSFER CO. Retailers of Coal. Coke. Wood and Heating Oils Moving and Storage of Household Goods and Pianos General Office: Downtown Office: 61 1 West Lake Street 127 South 3rd Street EIGHT YARDS South 4840 ------------------------ f FURS MADE TO ORDER REPAIRING AND REMODELING Srf Us and Save STORAGE—We Charge Only 2 Per Cent of Insured Value FRANK C. JAN1CKE MANUFACTURING FURRIER Cherry -021 9|| West Broadway Minneapolis Klingelhutz Martinson WHOLESALE Butter. Eggs. Cheese. Poultry and Veal. Lard. Beans and Pork 121 North Sixth Street Minneapolis. Minn. � ■ - ■ — 11 ■ —————--------- Cherry 2304 Cherry 2369 Heinrichs Funeral Home 902-904 West Broadway MINNEAPOLIS Better Shoe Values IftTAVllSHCO '6 Home Trade Shoe Stored INC 217 22) NICOUlT Edmund C B«t � Pr � On Hundrtd Thirl n Everybody Loves + In (he Classroom or at Play Jersey Ice Cream you will find the child who drinks milk at PURE AND RICH the front m FRANKLIN CO-OPERATIVE Manufactured by CREAMERY ASSOCIATION J. W. HAYES 8 SON For Service Call 132 NO. I.YNDALE AVENUE Dupont 2371 Cherry 3335 Compliments of Carl’s Meat Market QUALITY MEATS CARNEGIE DOCK FUEL CO. 226 South Cedar Lake Road 106 South 8th Street We Deliver Ken. 0883 J. N. BOWEN 8 CO. BUCKEYE SANITARY MARKET 2409 Hennepin Avenue Minneapolis. Minn. MEATS AND FANCY GROCERIES A. M. CARY Attorney at LaiV 304-7 Andrus Building MINNEAPOLIS Phones: Kenwood 5625-5626 Office: Geneva 7655 Ore Hundred Fourteen Food Products Have Proven Their Superiority Since the Days of the Covered Wagon THEY MUST BE GOOD FOLEY GROCERY CO. ST. PAUL NOW! Is the Time to Select Your FUR SCARFS from our complete assortment of Foxes These Low Priced Neckpieces map be purchased on our Lay by Plan MICHAEL F. JANS SON Furriers 70-4 Hknnkpin Avenue Second Floor Pinugtt Bldg. Jacob Feinberg Co. WHOLESALE DRESSED MEATS 225 North Fifth Street Minneapolis. Minn. —-------------------------------- 4 ----------------------------------------- ALEXANDER CATHCART A H CATHCART P(NMhH TcNMMI A. 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Gaytee Studios Ecclesiastical Artists and Designers Workers in STAINED GLASS AND INTERIOR DECORATION CHURCH FURNISHERS STUDIOS AND FACTORY 217-219-221 NORTH THIRD STREET Minneapolis. Minn. Telephone Geneva 1951 __________________________________________________________I For the Best in Milk and Cream insist upon “Clover Leaf” Fresh daily at your grocer s or delivered to your door by one of our wagons. CLOVER LEAF CREAMERY CO. 4 20 West Broadway Cherry 3691 EWALD BROS. Rich Milk Standard of High Quality Since 1886 ‘For Baby’s Sake Phone Cherry 601 One Hundred Seventeen The Curtis Hotel MINNEAPOLIS Where the Guest Is King” Phone: Cherry 2765 John F. Fitzsimons Co. (We Sell to Dealers Only) WHOLESALE GROCERS M08-10 Plymouth Avenue No. John M. Gleason Co. Established 1884 FUNERAL DIRECTORS 111 South Ninth Street Minneapolis. Minn. —••—•—.— — Oscar P. Gustafson Jeweler and Optician 4 South Fourth Street MINNEAPOLIS. MINN. Main 2910 Food for Thought ImMUlM St dioni min.lt require brain building foodt Time O'Day Foodt yvl W 1 .iJ.tt the nrcftuiv riiamint and I calorie needed lor good health Idte Thit •« with thtir CMMn lelicioutly diftreat flavor hat made u —• _(A Time O'Day Foodt rhe favorite ol College . Hotelt and inttiiui.ont throughout the Narthwe t JORDAN STEVENS CO. Dittributoet of TatteTetttd Foodt MINNEAPOLIS Onf Hundred Eighteen The College St. Catherine P. M. KOHL Manufacturing Jeweler A STANDARD COLLEGE FOR WOMEN Derham Hall K. C. Emblems Class Rings and Pins Diamonds and Watches Jewelry and Watch Repairing A COLLEGE PREPARATORY SCHOOL FOR GIRLS St. Paul. Minnesota 305 Nicollet Avenue Minneapolis. Minn. Third Floor Geneva 2586 Drci man’s Grocery Staple and Fancy Groceries FRUITS AND FRESH VEGETABLES A SPECIALTY Colfax 2866-2867 3 348 Hennepin Avenue So. We Deliver Compliments of LINCOLN MILL COMPANY 3024 Hennepin Avenue Ask Your Grocer for Sunshine Biscuits . M ' — ■ — — . Compliments of EDWARD J. LEE Attorncy-at-Law 822 Lumber Exchange Minneapolis On HundrrJ Nineteen NEYENS CO. Safety Razor Blades Sharpened LAUNDERERS Laundering Rugs Cleaned Dyed CLEANERS DYERS Cleaning -Dyeing Alterations Repairing We Clean Upholstered HATTERS Relining Furniture AND Hats Cleaned Closed Cars Re-Sewed Shoes Repaired Re Blocked Marquette at 12th Street Minneapolis PARCEL POST A SPECIALTY DRUGS. ICE CREAM. CANDIES ——— Compliments of SICK ROOM SUPPLIES Knight’s Pharmacy LAUREL GROCERY (The RIGHT Pharmacy) 1628 Laurel avenue No. West Broadway at Penn Minneapolis. Minn. Charlc Kantcr. Prop. E. A. LAMB Heating and Plumbing Company Compliments of Contracting and Jobbing DR. LAURENT 244 Second Avenue South On Hundr d TuftUv New Publication ■ •+ The Child’s Daily Missal By the Compiler of THE ST. ANDREW DAILY MISSAL Ruff Brothers Dorn Caspar Lefebvre. O. S. B. Size 3Yi by 5 4 inches. 655 pages. 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What more fitting setting could there be for those lovely feminine things that youth is wearing? And youth will just adore shopping in these lovely surroundings for her Spring and Summer frocks. Second Floor DONALDSON Onr Hundred Tu.'entu-Turo !lT- — High School Graduates WE know our success depends entirely upon the success of our graduates. If you are interested in a business education, we have reason to believe we merit your patronage because: Our attendance so indicates. Our graduates say so. The employers of our graduates so many times express their satisfaction and send us more students. Graduates from every High School in the city are now in attendance. VISIT US—INVESTIGATE OUR RECORD Day School Main 4 358 Night School Fully Accredited by the National Association of Accredited Commercial Schools NICOLLET AT NINTH. MINNEAPOLIS. MINN. Compliments of Friends E. P. Stacy Sons Wholesale Fruits and Vegetables At. 5541 Plymouth R. P. Webb Son and Manufacturing Furriers “6” DeSoto “8” 811 La Salle Avenue Production of Chrysler Motors STORAGE AND REPAIRING Tierney Motor Co. Our Rate is 2% of Your Ou n Valuation Call Geneva 3891 Hennepin at l 3th Street � ——■■ ■■ —— One Hundred Twenty-Three The National Engraving Co. Steel Engravers MINNEAPOLIS. MINNESOTA SPECIALIZING IN STEEL ENGRAVED DIPLOMAS ON GENUINE SHEEPSKIN SCIENTIFIC SHORTHAND INSTITUTE The School That Holds All World Records in Stenographic Training COURSES Shorthand- -Typewriting---Secretarial Training---Bookkccping---Court Reporting Main 5857 825 Hennepin Avenue — For Better Dry Cleaning Perfection in Laundry Service CLEANERS j HATTERS DYERS—LAUNDERERS--FURRIERS RUG AND CARPET CLEANERS Ma. 5212 ■ Calhoun Secretarial School Is Growing. Why? Well qualified teachers. New equipment. Good location for out of town students. Personal supervision. Our graduates are in demand. High school graduates only. Write for catalog. Fully accredited. Second Floor. 293 3 Hennepin Ave. So Kenwood 5691 One Hundred Tu-miy-Four Compliments of MINNEAPOLIS BUILDERS SUPPLY CO. Dealers in Lime—Cement—Plaster—Flue Lining—Brick, etc. 385 721-725 LUMBER EXCHANGE Main 7527 PAUL A. SCHMITT MUSIC CO. 729 Nicollet Avenue (Cable Corner) MINNEAPOLIS. MINN. Everything in Music—When in doubt, ask us. FOR MEATS Our Number Is Easy Geneva 578 5 A. A. PRALL I I 6 North Lyndale WE DELIVER St. Mary's Hospital Training School for Nurses 2500 Sixth Street So. Minneapolis. Minn. An Accredited School Conducted hu the Sitters of St. Joseph The Lecturers and Instructors Are Especially Selected Complete Course of Training for Nurses in a modern, thoroughly equipped hospital. Address—Superintendent of Training School R. P. Webb Company Manufacturing Furriers 78 So. Eighth Street STORAGE AND REPAIRING Our Rate Is 2Vi of Your Own Valuation Call Geneva 5891 Phone Geneva 6747 JAMES E. LEE OPTOMETRISTS AND OPTICIANS Eyes Examined. Glasses Fitted Artificial Eyes 5 5 So. Eighth Street Near Nicollet On Hundtti T went u-Fie A CLEAN. CONCISE, and INTERESTING NEWSPAPER The Minneapolis Star — —— .. — MODERNIZE YOUR HOME Nelson Master Roofs A Roof for Every Type of Building Manufactured by THE B. F. NELSON MFG. CO. Minneapolis. Minn. fT NORTHLAND SKIS g ft the KmJ C.hempioni Vte jf llcilihlal fimiM and J y « lh� uund ihrillt itt in � lorr ,or TOU • ,hl‘ Write tot (ret booklet NORTHLAND SK! MFG Jr JS L� rg «t Minuf jcturrri ot in the World It Pays to Modernize Let Us Plan Your Office Fine Office Furniture Creates an Atmosphere of Dignity and Responsibility Distinctive and Exclusive Office Equipment at JACOBSON FIXTURE EXCHANGE. Inc. Minneapolis. Minn. • ■ CATHOLIC BOOKS AND PICTURES Catholic Literature. Religious Articles. Church Supplies. First Communion Goods. Candles. Votive Lights. Incense. Charcoal. Etc. Tel. Cedar 2704 CATHOLIC ART AND BOOK SHOP 10 w. Fifth Street Saint Paul One Hundred Tuenm-Six ♦ +• ■s Minneapolis Floral Co. Emil Olson. Proprietor STORE: ) 16 HENNEPIN AVENUE MINNEAPOLIS. MINNESOTA Phone: Main 029 After Business Hours Call Wa.‘2892W ......... - - ---------------------------—-------- For Honest Conscientious Help in SELECTING A NEW OR GOOD USED CAR See CARL HIPP at 1 2 Hennepin Avenue Main 9662 Repairs Reasonable Morningside Grocery J. A. Palmquist A Complete Line of STAPLE AND FANCY GROCERIES Walnut 941- 942 4 86 FRANCE AVENUE Minneapolis GROWERS RETAILERS Compliments of DECORATORS Mazey Florists, Inc. J. T. McGLYNN Nicollet Ave. at Tenth St. BAKERY 505 Second Avenue South BOULEVARD STORE AND GREENHOUSES 408 Marquette Avenue WEST LAKE ST. AND EWING AVE • Main 2708 .. - .. On HunJctJ Tu?rntvS v n ANTON NIELSEN Wholesale and Retail Milk and Cream 2619 Nineteenth Avenue North Cherry 4519 Are you buying Anton Nielsen’s Pasteurized Milk and Cream? If not, are you getting the good fresh milk that you ought to have? Our milk is not standing on trains and platforms for hours, but is supplied from clean and up-to-date dairies within four miles of Minneapolis. For Pure Milk and Cream. Call ANTON NIELSEN Cherry 4519 2629 19th Avenue North Ont HunJrtJ Turtaty-Eight ♦ ♦ 1 EVERY WISH FOR THE SUCCESS AND HAPPINESS OF THE 1930 GRADUATING CLASS ♦ ♦ ffpl NORTHWESTERN NATIONAL BANK MINNESOTA LOAN TRUST COMPANY Affilioud with NORTHWEST BANCORPORATION toc«rc« or . 471,000,000 I I — ♦ ♦ 1 - NELSON’S - - Compliments of Class Rings - Pins Emblems SWENSON BROS. Graduation Gifts Complete Line of Jewelry MERCHANT TAILORS Pen and Pencil Sets Watches - Diamonds 708 West Broadway 1 3 22 West Lake Street Ch. 6155 Dy. 2558 Compliments of FRIENDS Geneva 154 9 Northwestern Moulding Co.. Inc. Manufacturers and Jobbers of PICTURE FRAMES. MOULDINGS AND FRAMED PICTURES 113 Washington Ave. No. Minneapolis. Minn. One HunJrrJ T u-tn I a-Sint ..—..— —.. Sheehan Grocery . • Compliments of and Bredemus ft Wentworth WILFONG LUMBER COMPANY 17 Washington Avenue No. 1111 Glen wood Avenue Minneapolis. Minn. Cherry 3311 Cherry 3312 l ake Out Your Next Policy of LIFE INSURANCE With NORTHWESTERN NATIONAL LIFE INSURANCE COMPANY WHITE « ODELL AGENCY Stale Agents. Minnesota Main 4331 Atlantic 3559 Hyland 1020 Dr. Martha G. Nortner Osteopathic Physician Specialist in Women's and Children’s Diseases 1030 Nicollet Avenue MINNEAPOLIS Office Hours: 10-12 A. M. 2-5 P. M. Compliments of J. W. REHOR Druggist 4 2nd and Grand Ave. So. —- ■ Geneva 4 233 PEEL-NOT PAINT WALL PAPER CO. J. KAEPPEL. Prop. Manufacturer and Distributor of PAINTS. VARNISHES. ENAMELS AND BRUSHES 300 Third Avenue So. Minneapolis. Minn. One Hundred Thirty SETON CLUB. LAKE MINNETONKA Lost I too Weeks in June Reserved for School Girls May 29th to September 3rd, 1930 Exclusive Summer Vacation Home for Women and Girls Excellent Bathing Beach. Modern Club Mouse. Good Meals. Moderate Prices. Recreational Directors. Archery. Tennis. Swimming. Boating. Golf, and Other Sports. For further information apply SETON GUILD Telephone: Atlantic 0304 207 So. NINTH STREET Insure with Your Favorite Agent in Companies Represented by Walsh-Herberg-Larson Co. GENERAL AGENTS 826 Baker Building Minneapolis ■ • AL. OLSON CO. At. OI.SON W H GLUESING MARY T. GUYER Dayton’s Thorobred Tires EXPERT TIRE SERVICE DRIVE IN II15 Hennepin Ave. Geneva 4 333 Dr. Frank P. O’Donnell 1902-04 Chicago avenue CHIROPRACTOR Neuco'.ometer Service -X-Run Luboratoru DIAMONDS—WATCHES FINE JEWELRY SILVERWARE ART GOODS White MacNaught Jewelers 902 Nicollet avenue — One Hundred Thiriu-Ont ZINTSMASTER PHOTOGRAPHER Greatly appreciates the patronage of the Graduating Class of 1930, and respectfully suggests that you call on us for your future portraits, on the merits of our past work. 816 Nicollet Avenue Geneva 4200 MINNEAPOLIS Onr HunJrtJ Thirtu-Tuv AT CAMP Where Skirts Are Forgotten Dayton s Supplies the Long and Short of Logs Whether you enter a private camp where costumes will be just what you consider most campish or whether you attend one of the nine camps Dayton's officially outfits, you will find the right things at Dayton's. In shorts, even tree climbing isn't so impossible. (Dayton's wool flannel or cotton shorts. S2 and $2.95.) Those versatile Palm Beach-looking sailor outfits (with long trousers) go sailing on the lake as well as they romp through tennis. Dayton's has them in white duck. Knicker Breeches are those things you wear hiking. They stop a little long of the knee. (Gabardine S4.95. corduroy $5.95.) Many other versions of camp outfits await you on Dayton's third floor to complete your emancipation from skirts. Ont HunJrrJ t'hiriy-Thrrt The Right Frock Helps You To Be Your Charming Self Do you realize what a stir you girls arc creating? Fashion is trying to dress you according to type . light-hearted . . . demure . mischievous . . and athletic. Whichever type you are. Young-Quinlan has hosts of frocks, suits, ensembles, and coats in sizes 6 to 1 6. G1RI.S SHOP—THIRD FLOOR The ufMj'QuiNanCo. NICOLLET AVE. —NINTH ST. Compliments of “To be sure” Pilgrim Coal White-Preston Company Agency RETAILERS OF INSURANCE High Grade Fuel I T i Dupont 8351 4 24th and Hiawatha - - —•—• Baker Building Ont HunJrtJ Thirty-Four MATT DONAGHUE AGENCY. Inc. J. A. FLAHAVAN. President INSURANCE 5 25 Plymouth Building MINNEAPOLIS Geneva 3231 Our Fine Original DIAMOND ENGAGEMENT RINGS Can not be duplicated by any other jeweler (Protected by U. S. Patents) M. L. NOVACK Diamond Setter 930 Hennepin Avenue -----------—.......... .... RAWITZER AWNING CO. UPTOWN AWNING CO. Successor to RAWITZER AWNING CO. 905 West Lake Street L. M. Reynolds. Prop. Dvkewater 25 28 Thirty Years' Experience LOCAL AND LONG DISTANCE MOVING-STORAGE PACKING AND SHIPPING La Belle Safety Storage Company 708 Central Di. 8495 For your happy summer vacation DRESSES in newest styles 15 As soon as a new style is introduced we present it in this new Misses style section. The stocks are ever-changing, ever new, and of a quality rarely equalled for $15 A special 2nd floor Misses Section Maurice L Rothschild Co Palace Clothing House NICOLLET AT ITH 8T. PAUL MINNEAPOLIS CHICAGO On Hundttd Thirty.Fiv The iVlisses Johnson Ladies'. Misses'. Children’s and Infants' Ready-To-Wear 2027-29 Central avenue Minneapolis Telephone Gladstone 5917 THE MINNESOTA SCHOOL OF BUSINESS extends hearty congratulations, laden with good wishes for the future success and happiness of each member of the 1930 graduating class of St. Margaret' Academy. We have been privileged to be of service to many former St. Margaret's graduates, for whose character, ability, and success we have had increasing admiration. We hope to welcome many others who have received the same excjllent fundamental preparation. Jewelers Exchange Bldg. 627 First Avenue North MINNEAPOLIS Geneva 4661 GEO. 0. HART GROCER Di. 7465 1848-1850 Central Avenue Minneapolis. Minn. Drexel 270! MARKLE MOTOR CO. METTAYER SHOE CO. 27th Avenue So. Just off Lake St. SALES FORD SERVICE Home of Good Shoes 2905-n East Lake Street EDDIES MENS SHOP The Home of Better 301 1 27th Avenue So. Ford Service THE HOME OF SUPER 24-Hour Service QUALITY AND STYLE Dr. 1003 ' ...... r ' Compliments of H. C. KRUCKEBERG Druggist 26 30 E. Twenty Fifth Street Welshans' Grocery WHOLESALE AND RETAIL Phone Atlantic I 505-1 506 I 12-1 14 No. j.YNDALE We Deliver Minneapolis. Minn On HundrrJ Thtrty Six The' ASCENSION' CLUB 1700 DUPONT AVENUE NORTH REV. JOHN DUNPHY. Director REV. THOMAS MEAGHER. Manager The Ascension Club is a community institution under the personal supervision of Rev. John Dunphy. for over twenty years Director of Athletics at St. Thomas College The Club has the best of instructors and is as finely equipped as any club in the Northwest. We invite you to visit the Ascension Club and to become a member. Family Membership ... $5.00 Junior Membership .... S5.00 Senior Membership - 5.00 Ladies' Membership .... 5.00 Children Membership .... $1.00 BOWLING DANCING POOL GYMNASIUM SWIMMING BOXING One Hundred Thirty-Seven - • Entrance to Weston Engraving Company We congratulate the members of the Dayesye Staff on the completion of this your 1930 yearbook. Engraver for The 1930 Dayesye Weston Engraving Co. 2932 Colfax Ave So. Ken. 401 M2 % Ont Hundrrd Thirty-Eight AT TIMES I RETURN ON MY MEMORY SHIP, TO HAPPY DAYS AT SCHOOL....... THE 1930 DAYESYE..... . ... MY SHIP OF MEMORIES Augsburg Publishing House Minneapolis, :: Minnesota Printers of the 1929-1930 DAYESYES Ont Hundred Thirw-Nme NAMES THAT LIVE IN HEARTS THAT LOVE NAMES THAT LIVE IN HEARTS THAT LOVE NAMES THAT LIVE IN HEARTS THAT LOVE NAMES THAT LIVE IN HEARTS THAT LOVE NAMES THAT LIVE IN HEARTS THAT LOVE % WT