St Marys Academy - Chimes Yearbook (Philadelphia, PA)

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lqiif YEAGER, CATHERINE BRIDGET 263 Hopkins Road Haddonfield 9-6313 St. Rose of Lima Sodality 1, 2, 3, 45 Student Council 15 Class Vice-Presi- dent 3, 45 Dramatics 1, 2, 3, 45 Glee Club 2, 3, 45 Latin Club 2, 35 French Club 3, 4, President 35 Chemistry Club 45 A.A. Club 3, 45 Prom Committee 35 Biology Club 25 Intramurals 2, 3, 45 Varsity 25 Yearbook Staff 3, 4. Katy . . . beautiful hair and eyes . . . travels from jersey every day . . . cute figure . . . those red knee- socks . . . always at Ann's . . . combination of beauty and brains . . . partial to Air Force . . . loves to write letters . . . those crazy bus rides . . . knows what to say at the right time . . . those dark eyes . . . conscientious . . . can talk her way out of everything . . . dates every week- end . . . demure . . . the Veep . . . Oh, my heavens . . . terrific artist . . . to a great extentv . . . captivating smile . . . definite debater . . . always there in the NICK of time . . . tremendjus. Bernie and Joann are enjoying the pleasure of a few words of advice from Mr. Cooke. In his usual jovial manner, he points out what someone else has done. His enthusiasm is con- tagious. We are privileged to have as our yearbook publisher, Mr. Cooke and his associates, especially our Mr. Solari. his af 7955 iv ' ' v IV.. . ts, , ' Wm ZERBEY, KATHERINE MARIE 1310 68th Avenue Livingston 9-1310 Holy Angels Sodality 1, 2, 3, 45 Student Council 45 Yearbook Staff 45 Varsity 25 Intramurals 2, 3, 45 Dramatics 2, 3, 4, Stage Hand 1, 2, 3, 45 Glee Club 3, 45 Prom Committee 35 A.A. Club 3, 4, President 45 Biology Club 25 Latin Club 35 French Club 3, 45 Chemistry Club 4. Kathy . . . Ann's future sister-in-law . . . partial to a certain pre-med student . . . open house at Ventnor . . . wonderful aunt . . . enjoys making posters . . . loves dogs . . . favors La Salle . . . football fan . . . C bus rider . . . capable A.A. President . . . those auditorium lights . . . that upstate accent . . . photogenic . likes No. 541 . . . future nurse . . . don't you dare . . . oh, those knee-socks . . . has frequent sister troubles . . . those dimples . . . The Scientist . . . blushes easily . . . steady as she goes . . . Honest to John . . . Double Trouble . . . fast as mad. ,nail

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flash-read the amazing news about . . . Doc's Discovery C6 ILENCE, PLEASE. No talking down there. These were the words uttered by the guides. These guides really had quite a job on their hands, pointing out the various labs and trying to maintain silence at the same time. But the competent men supervising the tour were readily able to perform their tasks. Here in the Chemco Building, numerous ex- periments are being executed throughout the day. The chemists require complete quiet to understand the results of their work. I, myself, cannot entirely concentrate in these labs with the rumble-jumble noises from the corridor. Since you might wonder at my being inside these labs, I'll narrate my story for you. When I first studied chemistry, I was totally unaware of my fate. Had I been told then, that I would one day assist a renowned scientist, I would have laughed. But, I must say, I did enjoy trying to explode the school which I at- tended. I worked diligently to acquire knowl- edge, not to discover any new substances. When I graduated from highschool, I decided to major in science at college. It was a very difficult course, but it was during my college days that I decided to work hard at -the subject of my choice and continue in this field after gradua- tion, The Chemco Company presented me with an attractive offer, so I chose to accept their proposal. My first day at the lab was as any first day is. I had much to learn but I had a desire to work with hydrogen. I felt that there was much to be discovered about this fascinating element. I was assigned jobs for the benefit of the com- Danv of course: work with nylon, orlon, etc. But in my free hours I always worked wi-th hydrogen. Professor Archibald Ureystein was head of our department. He was my ideal, a great chemist. His spare hours were also devoted to working with hydrogen. I saw each day come and go with no startling results in mv experiments. Professor Ureystein was equally unsuccessful. In the meantime, I learned many things abou-t nylon, orlon, etc., which profited my company, PEGGY DOUGHERTY, ,SS but I still was not satisfied. I wanted to work with the Professor on hydrogen. My dream came true. As I was walking down the corridor one day, I was somewhat startled by a familiar voice behind me. Much to my surprise and pleasure, it was the Professor. He informed me that he had heard I was in- terested in working with hydrogen and he asked me if I would like to work with him. Of course, I gladly accepted. Professor Ureystein had his apparatus set up in the basement of the Chemco Building. This was his own private paradise. The first few days of our cooperative work proved interest- ing to me but yielded no startling accomplish- ments. Rumors had it that we had discovered a more potent mass of the valuable gas. One night, to my complete amazement, the Professor did not come to the lab. I debated with myself as to whether or not to start the experiment alone. The Professor had always been here to assist me, since we 'had started working together. I was concerned about the Professor. Had he met with an accident? Promptness was one of his outstanding characteristics. I decided to wait a little longer. I turned on the radio and, much to my consternation, I heard the announcer say that Professor Ureystein had been kid- napped. Two bystanders, hidden in the woods, heard the captors say that, if he would reveal the secret formula of the fourth mass of hydro- gen, he would be released. Otherwise-death! The bystanders hurried to the nearest telephone and notified the police. The announcer asked us to stand-by for further information. I realized that the only way to save the Pro- fessor would be to discover this fourth mass. I need not necessarily give the captors the exact formula, I thought to myself. If only I could bluff my way out of it! I hurried to the apparatus and started work- ing, hoping all the time my keen observances of the Professor at work would prove adequate. After several hours, I felt despairing. I walked from the lab, leaving my Work behind me. I could not keep my eyes open another minute.