Starrett School for Girls - Starette Yearbook (Chicago, IL)

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Organizations CLASSES, CLUBS, COMMITTEES AND DEPARTMENTS ARE HIGHLY ORGANIZED The students in Starrett are very actively engaged in an intelligent participation in the extra-curricular activities offered with a-n idea to a well balanced program, seeing that a fourfold development is gained, including the mental, moral, physical and social aspects of life. Again and again, opportunities for individual expression are given before various sized groups, before class, club, or assembly audiences, either in plays or to make reports, or to voice opinions on all matters of interest. Never before has there been such a large proportion of students anticipating in membership in the clubs, in sports, and in the student publications. The Student Council, with representation of the preside-nts of all organizations in the school, has created a calendar of events that sees to it that balance and good form prevail at all times. Parliamentary procedure is carefully studied and observed by each organization. The financial affairs of each organization are carefully considered by the Council to the end that each group will be self-supporting and at the same time wise enough to accumulate sufficient funds to meet a share of the expenses of publications and social welfare needs. A central Clubs and Classes Account is established with all funds banked by the treasurers of each organization, sponsored and handled by Miss jane McMahon, general treasurer. The several committees evolved to function in a very vital way have accomplished much in solving many of the problems of student government. Frequent meetings have been in order, and many appearances before assembly have been made by the chairmen to present their projects. Each committee keeps its own Bulletin Board alive with fre- quent messages and attractive posters. The work of the several committees is described below: The Luncheon Committee is under the sponsorship of Miss Georgia Cole, and the chairman is Virginia Harvell. It is in charge of arranging special luneheons on the various holidays. Most attractive tables were planned on Christmas and Thanksgiving and patriotic days. They also plan after-luncheon entertainment and sponsor dancing and bridge in the living room each noon. fContinued on Page 59, -,

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the hotel lobby one afternoon when Tilden asked her if she caried to go for a spin that evening. She accepted gladly--anything to forget her troubles. During all those grand three months of her life she had not forgotten what she had intended to forget. It was poor, dear, brave Steve, who was just a vision by now. Tilden came about ten. It was a grand night . . . moon . . . stars . . . and soft breezes. Sally was in a reckless mood. She even allowed her escort to take a few drinks before starting. They passed the hotel . . . the lake . . . climbed the hill, and went speeding down the paved road. Tilden went faster and faster. Sally just laughed. He knew she was enjoying it. He took her around corners at sixty . . . stepped up to 80-85. The moon began to frown. The stars blinked . . . clouds gathered. Tilden kept up the rapid pace. He was nearing a curve. A clash of thunder came so unexpectedly that he turned the wheel the wrong way. A scream pierced the stormy night .... All was quiet. Sally awoke to find herself in a bed . . . a nice, clean bed. She' couldn't move. Her head ached. Where am I? she murmured. In the Gerald Right Hospital, New York, New York. Anything else you want to know? Sally peered at the face. IT WAS . . . IT WAS . . . STEVE. It couldn't be but it was ..., Steve, she whispered, what are you doing here? 'Same thing you were doing six months ago. Instead of you caring for me, I'm caring for you. Don't talk . . . rest . . . close your eyes. But Steve, moaned Sally, what are you doing in an interne's suit? Taking care of you, Sally. I've been studying this job ever since I left the hospital. By the way, you came very unexpectedly, dear. What's wrong with me, Doc? inquired the patient. Oh, nothing much to worry about, Miss Roy. Fractured skull and . Doctor, will I live? Indeed you will, because I'm going to marry you .... Oh,,' moaned Sally again, then I never will be able to have a steak dinner without tonsils! -Margary Dickey, Iunior WEALTH Live, flashing little form Glincing in the sun- Black and gold afloat in green water . . Dead, withered little form Drying in the sun- But grey and dull clutched in the hand. -Sheila Sultan, Sophomore ON DEATH How beautiful That calm, immobile face. How serene, Filled with some inner grace. A sin, You say, to place such icy perfectness Sunken within the cold, desecrating Tenure of the earth. No sin, I say, to lay in longed-for rest, Some weary care-Worn soul Who no longer sees in life its mirth. -Robin Douglas, Senior Thirty-six

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