rwce upon Cl +ime Jrhere was cn FLAME ummi'l' School Sqinf Paul JU-V13 lqqq minnesofm wifi Gladness is sown for the upright in heart 4 SARAH CONVERSE Because she has directed the Summit School and its girls with unfailing wisdom and kind- ness for thirty-one years, the class of 1949 dedicates this FLANIE to SARAH CONVERSE. NIARIAN MCAVOY 0,NEILL Headmistress 6 HELLN Busvxl, fll'lNRlliT'1NE IJIIQBOID, M..xRc:ARxa'r SPICIZR, IXIAXINIC CUNSOLLY, RU'l'li S'1'liPHENS, SIGRID Mole, AIARIAN MCAVOY O'N1:lLL I,I'c:l1.1.1-3 M11,1.14.R. NORMA NIAXI-IR. Nl1l.1mR1iu Colsrkx. NI.-XRY CARISON, BIARY XV,xI.s1'i, B1-11 rY LOU Joxris, 1'1l.AlNl2 Iflowli, BIARKIORIE I',xR14ER STUDENT GOVERNMENT OFFICERS FIRST SEMESTER NANCY Nl'IIBf'TliX'IiR... ANN HARBfION .,EEEE..,,., ,,,,,, I fdz'tor-in-Clzief of TH14: FLAME ALIQIQTA ENGIQLBLRT .,...w ,,,,77,,,,Y,,,,,VEE F irsl Vice-Presidwzt JULIE GRIGGS ,EEv........,.... ,.,.... S econd Vice-President DoRo'rHY GRIFFITH EEA,,,, ,.....,vY,,,wEEvE,AT.,,,A T v'eas1,1'rm' LYDIA AHLRN ,,,,.,A,EE,. ,7,7,,...,..,. T hifrd Vice-President JANE ADAMS .,,,..,,,,.. ,,,,..,,,,,,,.,,,A,vE R emrding Sccwftary MARY BANCROFT .....,. ,,....,. 7 'lzird Form R1fjJresf'nt11ti1fcf SECOND SEMESTER CYNTHIA BALR .....,, .....7..,,,....,....,,,7.,,,,...,,ETv,.A,,,,.,,,.EEE,,,,.....,,............,Yv.. P resident ANN HARN'ION ....,. ,,.... E dZ.f0T-T71-Clliz'?f of THE FLAME YAUDRAIQ NORRIS ....,,EEEAE, ..,.........,.,...w F irst Vine-P1'cfside1'1t GRRTCHEN R1c:HTER ,7,E..E, ,..... S crowd Vice-President DOROTHY GRIFF1'1'H ....... ...,.........,.....,..... T 1'ffasu1'er LYDIA YAHERN ,.....,...,.....,.... ...,,...,.v,V T lzird Vice-President NIARY ELLA CARPLNTLR .,.... ...,.............. I iccording Secretary CYN'1'H1A HQLT ,.....,,,...LL,v ...,,. Y.,,,., T I zird Foom Representative 8 SENICRS dl ' Yi ELIZABETH ANN HARMON EDITOR-IN-CHIEF OF THE FLAME There is more peril in her eye than in twenty of their swords. JEAN AUIIREY CARLTON PRESIDENT OF TIIE SENIOR CLASS Charm szfrilfes the sightg merit Ivins the soul. CYNTHIA HELEN BAER PRESIDENT OF THE STUDENTS, ASSOCIATION SECOND SEMESTER The curtain is up, the act is on NANCY LANE NEIMEYER PRESIDENT OF THE STUDENTS, ASSOCIATION FIRST SEMESTER True worth is being, not seeming .ALEETA E1l,AIN E ENGELBERT The blush is beautiful, but times inconvenient. SOHZE- JULIANA STEVENS GRIGGS 'fN0t that I love studies less, but ll I love fun more. lat PHYLLIS HINMAN LAIDLAW Music is well said to be the speech of angels. rt NIARGUERITE KATHLEEN HAMM A little nonsense now and then is rellshecl by the best of men. MARGARET CARTER NIETCALF Dreams, books, are each a world. AUDRAE MARGARET NORRIS It is a waste of time to argue with a woman. LOUISE STOLTZE This above all, to thine own self be true. 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Nlx llmougluts :irc llill lX0l'lll c cu Il penny, 'lun' Mn 19 FORM Ill Front row, left to Tight: NIARY BANCROFT SALLY BINGHAINI JANE XVASHBURN CHARLAINE NEAR1NG NIILLICENT FFOLLIOTT Second row, left to right: YLXRIEL WE1.cH BARBARA LANGFORD SANDRA QUINN SANDRA KAMMAN HELEN MCGOYERN DUSTIN PLATT Third Tow, left Z0 Tight: CYNTHIA HOLT ANN S1MPsON CLARE MOGA DOROTHY ANDERSON JUDY WOLFF SALLY NIOORE JANE DUNNING Not in the picture: GAIL ANDERSON 20 FORM II lfrmll mzu, Irft I0 riglz I: SALLY KATZ CYN'l'l'I 1 A BRAL: CACO NIYICRS IXIARIAICNIC Ill-11 KIRRIE Forms Inn' HLARIQ SITUHCI' row. Ivft to rigllf SANDRA SCIIAUIR Bmsx' R.-XNlSl'1X' Nuzm' Ifhcxz RUTH STOMS fQAII. VICTOR Tllirfl mzu, iff! to TjQllf.' , L CAROL DfXNII'1I.S CARLA IiRw:1c LAURA FLOAN ANN I,UY'1'1cN CLIiR'I'RUDIi I'mc' NANCX' BRlcc:Rr1NRlm:1i KAY S'mmmARn Xu! in 1116 lbictznu' SISAN 1111,-XD 21 R 14 If R AIARY IJOSDAIAI, I. FORM I Front row, left to right: ELLEN HUSE SANDY PLATT BETTY HANS'1'ElN ELIZABETH FRIFDMAN CAROL BRATNOBER Back ww, left 10 Tiglz PATTY FOBIQS AfIARY LANGE VIRGINIA XVEYERHAEUSFR GEORCANNA NIOLFS Noi in the picture: DOROTHY CODDON 22 JANE HARTITEY GAY GRAY NIYRA SHAPIRA ARDIETTA FORD NIARAYA NICCULLY I: MARY HOSKINS BONNIE BIAIRS NIARILYN ERICKSON NIURIEL 1-IABIMC S 3 NORWEGIAN COUNTRYSIDE Hlf drillling rain cast SOHIIDCI' grey shadows over the lake and the surround- ing l1ills. The road took sudden short jaunts 2ll'OllIlil jutting rock 13112111011- tories which obscured tl1e lake lil'Olll view. Small noisy s1rean1s hurried itnpor- tantly ll0YVll tl1e hillside and i111errup1ed tl1e road witl1 crudely hewn bridges. Tl1e spread-out branches ol' the W00llL'll fence interlocked lingers and SU'l'IK'lll'll themselves Zllflllg tl1e roadside. Behind the fence, tl1e llllL'l'l1ll1l1llJlC stretch ol' forest was broke11 only by an occasional lralf-tinibered 11111. liven the huts SCClllCil to ble11d into tl1e 11atural landscape. lor their sod rools were overgrown witl1 grass and straggly trees. The i11tervals between curves i11 tl1e road gradually shortened as tl1e hills grew up. The lifting mist gave us glimpses of tl1e jagged prohles of tl1e 111ou11- tai11s ahead. Tl1e road became more Zillll INOYC erratic as lllil lake narrowed. The current ol' tl1e water grew 111ore swilt as il it were trying to escape the crowding 111ou11tai11s. I saw, with increasing regularity, tiny larins perched at a precarious angle o11 tl1e n1o11ntai11 side. Tl1e bright patehes ol' helds must have been hewn laboriously Olll ol' the surroundings. They looked so tuumturalfas if they Illlgllt be swallowed 11p i11 a 111o111ent by the dense pine forests. H'e CZIIIIC to an abrupt l1alt as Zl cow ligiagged across Olll' path. Her cowbell clanked furiously as a snrall l0U'llC2lllCil boy harried l1er with a stick from behind. Both boy and cow stopped i11 tl1eir tracks to stare at us witl1 frank, uninhibited curiosity beliore moving on Olll ol' sight. The road lurched suddenly to tl1e right. in a steep curve. Hlithout lilly warning, the lake Clllliil ill a surprise valley. In lront ol' us a village sprang 11p out of nowhere. The incredible gl'CCll of tl1e grass rools struck our eyes i11 contrast to the quiet to11e ol' weathered tini- ber. Ill tl1e center 21 crean1-colored hotel dominated tl1e cluster of houses. It looked unnecessarily large and prete11tio11s in its hunihle surroundings. But even tl1e hotel was overpowered by tl1e towering peak behind it, its snowy ereviees glazed by 1l1e larewell rays ol' Ill-101110011 sun. Louise S'roLTzE Form VI 23 ON SHARPENING PENCILS VERY evening before I sit down to begin my studies, I must run to a near- by sharpener and file down a handful of pencils. This task is an inevitable process and one which I detest wholerheartedly. How much easier life would be if I could sink into a comfortable chair and call, james, or john, or whatever the pencills name might be, quick, sharpen yourself! I'm in a hurry to do my studying. But this is a futile effort, for the pencil just lies there, stiff and composed, not even realizing what is expected of it. I suppose that I complain about the difficulty of sharpening pencils because of the awkward position in which I confront the sharpener. Most pencil sharp- eners are within easy reach, ready and willing to assist, but the only one I have access to is a devilish object in a remote corner of the kitchen. After carefully making a detour around a table and a waste basket in order to reach it, I thread the pencil through a maze of obstructions-a cake tin, matches, a coffeepot. All the while I am bumping one elbow on a stove nearby. Then the trick is to turn a corner around the toaster without breaking off the newly sharpened point. The greatest handicap is the sharpener's continual rasping noise, which irritates the mind so that it causes a momentary relapse. During this unhappy state of oblivion I am absolutely helpless and wander about in a daze. This happened the other night, when, already a bit unsteady from a previous en- counter, I entered the kitchen. Not knowing in which direction I traveled, I veered off my course and absent-mindedly held tl1e pencil under a water faucet while turning on the handle. If these losses of memory go on in many American homes, I expect them to be the future cause of a great deal of insanity. In due time the sharpening of pencils becomes a habit impossible to cureg for the more one sharpens them, the sharper they must be. The unfortunate victim of such a habit cannot use a dull point at all, but needs one needle-sharp in order to enjoy life. I am affected in this way myself, and I have watched this strange disease progress through its various stages. First, a happy state of bliss in which a pencil sharpener plays no part, then gradually the arising consciousness of such an object, and finally, the pathetic condition in which one scurries to and fro from paper to pencil sharpener in an endless cycle. I feel a deep and knowing pity for all those sorrowful people who, like me, have reached the final and incurable stage. There are many types of pencil sharpeners now on the market. The most popular type is the one which sharpens all sizes of pencils and honest styles of lead. This one leads a fine and honest life, playing no favorites and developing no prejudices in its daily routine. Then there is the kind which is particular and, when feeling stubborn, absolutely refuses to sharpen a certain type of lead. I have pondered a great deal over this subject and decided that the only pos- sibility of overcoming this temperamental species is to surprise it by using a lead which it will operate. Of course, some brands of sharpeners do not do their task at all, but there is no need to discuss these. For this emergency there is a simple device which may be used if one feels bold and daring. I refer to the knife. But it does not work if one wishes a sharp point, for it is a very primitive and caveman-like method, which at best leaves a blunt end, and at worst, a cut finger. I speak from experience on this subject, because once in a terrible battle against knife and pencil, I lost, and I still carry a scar. I might add that these knife wounds bleed excessively and are a great bother. They take between one and three weeks to heal. I have thus arrived at the conclusion that it might be better if there were no pencils at all, but on the other hand there are two arguments to consider. 24 Briefly stated they are: Qlj Something mueh worse might have been invented. QQQ The pencil sharpener business would lail. I have tried fountain pens. but these, too, prove very unsatisl'ac'tory. They are extremely messy and spurt ink all over my hands and the paper. That is a point in lavor ol' pencil sharpeners. lor they at least are clean. unless they have just been oiled. Therelore l can suggest only one thing to those who must endure the same trouble as I, and tl1at is a rather recent invention, the automatic pencil. SALLY COOK F orm IV I L ILE MADELINE A llile Madeline pres du lac Superieur, Cest la, que se trouve mon bonheur Nous y nvons une maison tres grande, Dans laquelle il y a beaueoup de chambres. le nage et joue au tennis tout le temps, Dans notre foret je marche lentement, lc mlnnuse bien avec toutes mes amies, Qui demeurent dans la ville on elles gagnent leur vie. Dans cette ville il y a deux petites epieeries, Et aussi un garage et une bonne boulangerie, A tout moment quelque chose it faire, le fais des commissions pour mon pete et ina mere. MARY WELLS Glueos Form IV EVENING The shadows lengthen on the hills, The wind forgets to blow, And nearby in the still XfVe hear the shepherd's call. YVisps of clouds like sunlit sighs Drift aimless in the skies. And the night, caught by surprise, Sends forth the evening stars. The mist steals softly on the air Through each forest glen, and where On ll rise, a timid stag stops to gaze At the fierce sun's dying rays, Before it leaves the azure skies, To make way for the night. GER'1'RUDE PEET Form I I W NIGHT SKATING E HAD barely started the two-mile journey across VVhite Bear Lake, and I already was proceeding with some difficulty. It wasn't that I couldn't skate but that the ice was partly covered with a hard, crusty snow which stopped my skates in the black night. This made the lake appear as a huge maze through which you had to weave carefully between banks of snow to find the patches of smooth, clear ice. As I went along, however, it became easier for me, and soon I was traveling at quite a speed. My brother and one cousin had already left my elder cousin and me behind and were soon lost in the blackness. I sudden- ly realized that I was growing very warm, so I took off my mittens and scarf and unbuttoned my coat. The wind blew my hair around my face and I felt a sense of freedom. I drew in deep breaths of the warm, refreshing night air. I looked back. Close behind me came my cousin. The shore towards which we were skating was dotted at intervals with red and white lights, some of them moving slowly along. On either side of me were the dark outlines of shore which cast a mood of impending gloom about the lake. The only sound which disturbed the tranquility was the occasional noise of cracking ice, which resounded like an echo through the frozen lake. I had to keep my mind, however, very much on my skating, both to avoid the three or four-inch cracks and to dodge the hindering snow. I now noticed that my cousin had been working his way slowly up to me and was slightly in the lead. He began to skate faster and faster and soon he, too, was swallowed up in the dark. Here I was, alone on a big lakeg and not being able to see or hear a thing, I had not the faintest notion of where to go. I became bewildered and confused and was frantically wondering what to do when my brother's whistle echoed clearly through the night. BECKY DRISCOLL F mm I V MON REGIME EAUCOUP de fois, je me suis dit, Aujourd ,hui je me mets au regime. Ie dois perdre vingt livresf' Ie reste toujours au regime au moins un jour, ou deux! Bientot je mange un morceau de gateau ou des bonbons. Apres cela, jioublie mon regime et je mange tout ce que je desire. A present je suis au regime. Ilespere toujours perdre vingt livres au plus, et quinze livres au minimum. le ne mangerai pas de gziteau, de desserts, de chocolat, et de glace. Quand j'aurai fini mon regime, personne ne me reconnaitra car je serai si maigre. Les gens qui me rendent furieuse sont ceux qui disent, 'AMais, pourquoi vous mettez- vous au regime? Vous nietes pas trop grossef, lls savent bien que je suis trop grosse. Ilaimerais mieux s'ils disaient, 'KOui, il faut que vous vous mettiez au regimef, Toute nourriture me tente. Ie devrais me dire, Mary Ella, desirez-vous etre maigre ou grosse?,' Depuis que je desire etre maigre, je ne mange pas de bonne nourriture. Quelquefois la tentation est trop grande et je mange et mange jusqula ce que mon estomac soit plein. Aux soirees la tentation est la plus grande. Quand je vois mes amies qui mangent de bons gouters, je ne peux pas resister, et j'oublie mon regime. Mais je ne suis pas triste parce que demain, la semaine prochaine, ou le mois prochain, je me mettrai de nouveau au regime. MARY ELLA CARPENTER Form IV 26 27 CLARENCE ES yeux sont comme deux boules noires. Le triangle qui represente son nez et les deux cercles de ces joues sont diun rouge brillant. ll est assis dans son manteau bleu et blanc qui couvre son corps de peluche. Avec un visage dont l'expression souriante ne change jamais, il surveille son petit monde. Qui est-ce? Mais c'est Clarence, mon petit clown qui orne rnon lit. Clarence est vraiment un camarade merveilleux. Il reste toujours et ecoute en silence tout ce que je lui raconte. ll garde ma chambre quand je suis absente. Il ne dit rien quand je suis assise sur lui par hasard. Ie me demande souvent s'il regrette dans son coeur, s'il en a un, de nietre pas un vrai clown. Ie voudrais bien qu'il puisse me parler. Si vous avez un ami en etoffe, vous devriez savoir la joie dlavoir quelqulun qui vous recevra toujours avec un grand sourire. Ie sais que je n'aurai jamais un ami plus fidele que Clarence. CATHERINE MYERS Form IV SERENITY AND UNNATURAL CALM HERE is something very distinctive about a first period class any day, but on Monday, French VI has a personality all of its own. The tables, which are warped by nature, sag even lower than usual under the extra tonnage of books which we, the seniors, take home every Friday and forget to open until Monday. It would be unthinkable for many of us to get to school early enough to do anything but throw these invaluable publications on the table, scattering them everywhere, and then tear down the hall to assembly. The middle table is always the messiest, as it is the most desirable place in the room. The reason for its popularity dates back to when we were quaking freshmen who wanted to be as far away as possible from Mademoiselle's desk in the hope that perhaps she wouldn't see us, and now that we have outgrown our fear we sit there from habit. Eleven of the fourteen partially broken chairs are occupied by girls who wish that they were, and still think they are, back in bed. Most of us are staring into space, deeply engrossed in our own thoughts and completely oblivious to Mademoiselle. Unfortunately, however, as we all are unprepared there is always one of us who is restless and Hustered by having to recite. She K'ahs and ums and invariably says, This is just the sentence or verb or grammar rule that I have a question on. If she gets away with this bluff, a smile of accomplishment spreads across her face, as she lets someone else struggle and stumble over the part of the lesson she was supposed to know. The grumbling of the radiator, warning us that Ed has finally turned on the furnace, has ceased and the stifling smell of too much heat has taken its place. The soiled red jackets with worn out elbows and missing sleeve buttons are only removed after Audrae has opened the windows and brought our attention to how unbearably warm the room is. Chairs squeak, pencils drop, and pockets full of everything but the kitchen sink crackle and jingle during the process. We can hear Phyllis, who is upstairs at her music lesson, playing over for what seems to be the hundredth time the Fantasie Impromptu. As the melody comes to the part more commonly known as 'Tm Always Chasing Rainbows, Nancy sighs heavily either from boredom or more probably because she has just remembered something particularly pleasant in connection with that song. Aleeta and Cynthia also exchange looks across the room. They are sitting directly 28 opposite each other and are skillfully carrying on a mute conversation, the topic of which, naturally. is the week-end. The four blackboards are free from the usual numerous 'fsave signs and the white film of chalk. allowing the cracks and scratches of long years of use to show more clearly. The shiny. cleanness ol' the slates seems llauntingly to defy us to write on it. and it is most annoying as we can hear someone in the l,atin room scribbling away. Ann, who is nervously chewing on her pencil, glances at her watch as someone dots two i's next door and reminds her of a clock. She catches Pegs eye and gives her that imploring look that we all give each other when we mean we want the period to end before we get called on. From downstairs a kindergartener howls lustily. and Margaret, indignant at being disturbed, clamps her teeth together. wrinkles her nose up, and makes a face that only she can make. The intense glare of a not too cloudy day pours in through the unshaded panes, silhouetting Mademoiselle and her desk against the windows, and giving us a good reason for not looking in her direction. Julie, who is none too quietly changing her position in the noisiest chair in the room, becomes alert suddenly. Thinking the class should show some sign of attention, she waits for Mademoiselle to pause and then laughs untimely at something not the least bit funny. Vle all perk up and snicker, hoping we are doing the right thing: but then after a moment we relax again, and eleven pairs of dirty saddle shoes once more settle themselves on the rails of the tables. ROXANNE 1'AricR Form VI RIP LITTLEBY HIS story began in ISHS! in the small town of Shady XVaters. Rip Littleby was one of Shady NVaters' favorite Cl12ll'2itflCliS. He was a bachelor and very lazy, but he had lots of friends. He had a pet raccoon named Jodie. He lived at Mrs. O'Grady's boarding house and could usually be found in the backyard munching an apple. He was a friend to everyone. Vlhenever Mrs. Carter ran out of sugar, he was always around to run and get it for her, or when Johnnie Riggs' roller skates simply wouldn't roll, Rip hxed them. He was always doing things like that. He was the general Hx-it man, errand boy, and baby sitter of the town. One day he and Jodie went on a hunting trip. He traniped around all day, but he didn't shoot anything because, you see, he was a very tender-hearted man. Nvhen night fell, he put down his sleeping bag and lay down. 'I'he hours ticked away, but Rip couldn't get to sleep. He had some sleeping pills with him because he had insomnia. Tonight he took five or six. Hlell, the pills had a very strange effect on Rip, for instead of killing him, they put him into a heavy sleep. When he woke up, he had never felt so stiff in his life! He got up and stretched. Though he hadn't been exactly what you would call clean shaven before, he now had a very long beard. He got up and started walking towards Shady Wfaters. He looked around and whistled for Jodie, but no Jodie was in sight. But while these things had bewildered him, imagine what he thought when he saw what used to be the small town of Shady XVaters! There instead of a very quiet town was a big, booming city. Instead of the quiet main street with its few little shops were huge skyscrapers, and in place of cars most people were flying around in their own helicopters. He walked slowly down the street. He saw no one he knew. Finally, he boarded fwith 29 great hesitationj a helibus and flew to Mrs. O'Grady's boarding house. But instead of the old house there was a big fancy hotel! He went into the hotel and went up to the registration desk and asked, 'iWasn't this Mrs. O'Grady's boarding house? The young man behind the desk answered, Oh, yes, but she sold out some sixteen years ago. But there is Mrs. O'Grady if you wish to speak to her. Oh, thank you, cried Rip with a great sigh of relief. He hurried over to the little old woman who was knitting in the corner. f'Mrs. O'Grady, he said, don't you recognize me? I'm Rip Littlebyl The old woman looked up and exclaimed, As I live and breathe, it is Rip, me boy. Whe1'e have you been? Well, if Rip told his story once, he told it one hundred times to everyone who would lend an ear. Some believed him, others didn't, but now Rip has adjusted himself to this new way of life. The young man behind the registration desk at the hotel turned out to be Johnnie Riggs. And now Rip is still the general errand boy, baby sitter, and fix-it man of the city of Shady VVaters. . GAY GRAY Form I PEOPLE AND THE SEA HE late afternoon sunshine felt hot to the many people at the beach who were lying on deck chairs, under sun umbrellas, on blankets, or just on the sand absorbing the sun. They read books or talked to each other lazily while the sea rolled up on the shore a few feet beyond. There were a few tanned children near the water, busily putting sand in their pails with their small hands. Having been warned often by their wary parents against going into the water without them, they all kept their distance from it, except one. There was one child, even smaller than the rest, who was up to her knees in water, examining shells as they were tossed underneath her. Unnoticed by her friends, she wandered out farther, still with her head down, concentrating on her search. As her small feet carried her on, the enormous waves became even larger and tossed about her like a wild storm around a solitary island. The water was far beyond her knees and creeping to her neck, but she continued, absorbed by the fascination of the shells at her feet. The other children close to shore looked out only a few times to see the waves, mad and dashing. They realized no more than their small friend how overpowering the waves were. The people still lay in the sun as the end of the day grew closer. Her absence was yet unnoticed by all. The rest of the children had stopped digging, and were either getting ready to leave or sitting quietly near their parents while they talked. Gradually n1ore people began to leave. There was one couple who seemed to be searching for someone. They looked in the bathhouses, asked the children, asked the other parents, but no one had seen her for hours. They asked the two policemen who were standing around. Neither of them had seen her. For hours they searched, calling, watching, listening, but she was not to be found. It was long after nightfall before the two sad parents left the beach. The moon had come up, and its reflection fell calmly on the cool, still waters below. The ocean sounded different now. Its voice was more like the moan of a small child. .IUNIE STRINGER Form IV 30 ON EGGS HE egg is, i11 llly opinion, o11e of tl1e 111ost uselul items i11 any l10llSCl1OlCl. Because it co11t11i11s 111a11y illdlllll-glYi1Tg elements. Mr. Egg is an inevitable part of our diet 211111 must be dressed in varied styles i11 order to appeal to tl1e most p11rtic11l11r palates. Mother, lor instance. is on Ll diet witl1 tl1e noble i11tentio11 of losing te11 or lilteen POL111dS in as sl1ort il ti111e as is hllllllllliy possible. .Xlter consulting stacks of literature o11 nutrition, sl1e lear11s tl111t Mr. Egg is low in c11lorie COLIIII as well 11s 1111tritio11s. 'l'hus, she s11llies forth to indulge i11 so111e heavy egg-eating. Eggs for breakfast, eggs lor lunch, Zlllll eggs for dinner. Alter tl1e lirst few days ol' this, sl1e becomes quite adept in the preparation ol' many new S2ll2lliS, relishes, and other dishes predomi111111tly Quite COIlI1'il1'y to l1lOlilCl S gleelul approach towards Mr. Egg' is tl1e malicious attitude of the members ol' the j11nior clan, ages nine Zllltl under. These small tornadoes 2l1'C 11 COIISIZIIIL headache to well-111ea11ing parents who cannot quite understand their 0lliSlDI'lllgiS 1lYCli5l0l1 to such 21 H'OlTllt'l'iilll lood. Having been Illktlllgil tl1e hating stage mysell, I can saliely Slly that while a lew may Sill- cerely dislike tl1e majority 2ll'L' simply afraid to like tl1e1n. It is lllllllilll l12lIlll'C Zllltljllllllltllliiy to resent something which the older gL'llCl'2lllOIl considers good for you. 1 11tl1e1' regards eggs 11s his morning COlIllJ2llli0lT. His ide11 of 11 perlect start to Il perfect d11y is two lried eggs, white, sleek 11nd plump, reposing serenely o11 a plate with several pieces ol' bacon cooked j11st right Zlllli arranged attrac- tively about tl1e eggs. lt could almost be said tl111t these ill'C 11s important to tl1e success of tl1e d11y 11s tl1e morning 132113011 Since he has been eating them l'CglIi2l1'ly for tl1e p11st lorty years. it XVOllid be 1111 interesting experiment to See TVIIZII would happen il' file? two close lriends were SC1J2ll'2llCti. Along with being 21 lood, Mr. Egg is also a yery uselul material. Dyed eggs 1lllll'iC delightful tiCCOl'1lli0llS lor Easter: to suit eyen the most IJI'2lt'IlC2ll ol minds, tl1e shells may be peeled oll' Zlllli tl1e rest eaten alter their ll2lyS ol' usefulness as decorations are oyer. The can be useful i11 1111 emergency. In c11se ol' s11cl1 ll dire calamity as running out ol' gl11e j11st 11s tl1e children are dem11nding it, tl1e white offers 21 substitute tl1at will pacily lllClll lllltil some real glue can be obt11ined. If excitement is wanted, Mr. Egg can even be helpful there. 111 tl1e olden d11ys if you had 21 fine tl1rowi11g 2l1'1l1, there was no better w11y to exhibit it than to attend El play, arn1ed with several rotten eggs, Zlllil lllIl'l these missiles in the direction of t11e l1IliiOI'lllIl2llC actors. This is a mere condensation ol ll large topic, b11t it indeed seryes Il purpose. I,et me ask you this: wl1o 2ll'C we to look dOTVI'l on so uselul Rl thing 11s Mr. Egg? Do11o'r111' 131411511 Form IV JUST A THOUGHT For il dewdrop lVh11t a merry ride Down tI1e slippery stem Ol ll tulip slide. P111'1.1.1s I,AIDLAXV Form VI 31 THINGS PAST HE stood gazing out the window. The sun appeared to be suspended about ten feet above the tops of the new green leaves on the trees. It was a pinkish- yellow color. A bird with gilded wings floated by softly whistling to himself. Her thoughts drifted back to another spring ten years ago. How young she had been then, only seven years old. She remembered the house she had lived in with her parents. It was a square house with a pointed roof and a big front door. She had always thought that the sound of the postman walking up the gravel driveway had sounded like the crunch of somebody eating toast. She remembered especially the day when her father came home from the doctor. The doctor had told him to go out Mfest for his health. She had had a mixed feeling of joy and sorrow. She didn't want to leave ho1ne, but she welcomed the chance for new experiences out Wfest. The day before they were to leave she took one last look at the village where she had grown up. She walked by the wooden shack which served as a clubhouse, past the bakery where she always used to go to buy licorice, and by the old abandoned house up the road which everyone felt sure was haunted. She went to say good-by to all her friends whom she wouldn't see for a long time. Maybe she would never see them again. The next morning the whole family got up at six o'clock so that they could get an early start. She remembered the old black Ford with the red band around it under the windows. The trunk and back seat were piled high with suitcases, boxes, and bags. Her daddy had left her a foot of room in the back seat which was to be hers for the next week. As the car drove out of the driveway and onto the main street, she craned her neck way back to get a last glimpse of the house. Its empty windows stared at her sadly. She could see through her window a patch of blue-flowered wallpaper. Then she turned around and faced west to a new life. She didn't remember much of the trip-just the little things. It was hot in that corner of the back seat. She slept off and on like a baby. She could remember stopping at a gas station to refill the car. She cried when her mother wouldn't let her have a coke. She remembered stopping in a small town. Her father went into a little place and brought out ham sandwiches. They were good, but she didn't like the dark brown mustard. She was disappointed in Denver, Colorado. She had expected a vast expanse of lonely prairie sand with a circle of Indian tepees in the middle. Denver was just like any city in the Eastg not even a cowboy. Her mother took her to Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs. She liked it. She had seen it five and a half times before. They finally came to New Mexico. How she hated it! Everything was hot and dry and especially dirty. They lived in a big sun-baked brick apartment on the top floor. There was a long flight of sun-baked steps leading up to the door. 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Does he realize how last he's going? XVhy does he keep lorcing the acceler- ator? Determined not to seem nervous, I turned my lace towards the window. Outside, the night was closing in around the car. lt seemed to lly around me in ever tightening circles. Eerie forms ol trees shot up out ol the darkness and then dropped back. I turned my attention again to the speedometer. Eighty miles an hour and the indicator was still rising. His lace was illuminated only by the pale green light from the dashboard. In spite of his relaxed attitude, his whole body seemed to be straining to pierce the endless nothingness ahead. A muscle twitched rhythmically in his jaw. He must have been conscious of my staring for his eyes turned briefly in my direction. Relax. Nothing can possibly happen to me. Behind that screen ol conhdence I thought I saw a hidden hint of nervous- ness, but then again I could not be sure. I switched my attention back to the speedometer. Ninety miles an hour and still moving steadily. In the glare of the headlights the center line shone, a pale streak, as the car straddled it. I wondered if he knew he was driving on the wrong side, but perhaps it was wiser to keep silent. My eyes followed the drops of moisture gathering in tiny rivulets on the windshield. Houses, barns loomed up suddenly, distorted by the wet windshield and sank back into their proper places. The silent darkness surrounded me, and yet there was no feeling of quiet. It was a restless silence, as il it were waiting-waiting lor what, I wondered. The convulsive shudder of the car brought me back. I would not look at him or even at the speedometer any more. I closed my eyes and tried to stop thinking. Still I could picture that muscle in his jaw twitching on and on. My mind kept telling me to relax, and yet my hand clutched the door handle more tightly than ever. Darkness, silence, green indicator on the speedometer, and back to darkness again. 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It was all brown, and the blades themselves were crushed down by the weight of the dust. A hot little breeze hit them, and they quivered. Even the trees stood with hanging heads and wilted-looking leaves. The horses in the corral crowded into one corner where the barn gave some shade. They did not move except to lan the flies from each other's faces. They kept their leet still so as not to stir up more dust. There were a thousand Hies buzzing and swarming around me. I could feel a lonely little breeze that kept me company and tried to keep me cool. In the pasture I could see the brown and white steers, lazily munching the dry grass by the almost dried-up creek. Now and then a little call would bawl lor his mother, and she would call back from the other end of the Held. All the noises were small and far apart, and between them, I could feel, the silence crowding around ine, almost hearing it in the heat. I looked over toward the stubby gray mountains, and I saw a great black thunderhead rolling majestically in my direction. I heard a small growl of thunder and gazed at the sky. It had turned a dirty yellow, and the sun was disappearing rapidly behind the huge cloud. It was gr arms and ba mountains. livhtninff llas 27 tv to soggy blac to give new owing cool, finally, and I could leel the duck-bumps rising on my ck as I walked swiltly towards the barn. I peered out toward the They were now obscured behind a gray sheet of water, torn by hes. As the storm hit the road and corral, it turned the 'raf dust 8 7 tk mud. liven the dead ffrass seemed to re oice in the rain that was 27 life to the countryside. ELIZABETH Mouas Form IV NOTRE CHIEN Notre Chien, que nous aimions tant, Est mort, il y a deux ans. Cetait un chien tres gros et grand, Derriere, tout comme devant. Au ciel, il nous attend, Ou tous les bons chiens sont, Au ciel ou St. Pierre garde le pont, Derriere, tout comme devant. IVIARY WELLS Gmcos Form IV 38 QR M DES SOUVENIRS DE MA MAISON 'ANNEE prochaine je serai au college, loin de mes parents, de ma maison, et de mes anciens amis. Mais tout de meme, je penserai ma famille et me rapellerai leurs coutumes, selon les saisons. A laautomne, mon pere fait brule les feuilles seches et met les fenetres contre les tempetes d'hiver. Ma mere rassemble tous les chauds vetements de laine pour les reparer. Quand mes deux petits freres ont commence un nouveau terme a liecole, ils reviennent SOl1VC11t chez nous, l,apres-midi, tous fiers de leurs bonnes notes. A 'wfhanksgivingll toute la famille va chez nos grandparents pour le grand diner. La, avec les autres cousins, clest une reunion enjouee. Puis en hiver, les petits doivent se lever de tres bonne heure le matin pour ne pas etre en retard aux lecons. C'est une longue marche dans la neige 21 l'ecole. Mais la neige est utile aussi: les garcons peuvent demander de l'argent pour balayer le trottoir. Ces journees-la quand on laisse la porte ouverte, mon pere se fache. Il dit que nous gaspillons de llargent en perdant de la chaleur. Mais surtout en hiver la maisonnee se prepare pour Noel. Chacun achete des cadeaux, les decore, et les cache jusqu'a la veille. A minuit ma mere pose tous les cadeaux en cercle sous l'arbre. Quelle jolie vuel A Noel les parents viennent chez nous pour diner et pour chanter autour de la creche. Ifhiver est passe, le printemps approche lentement. Par miracle la neige disparait dielle-meme. Tous doivent prendre soin de ne pas marquer le tapis de boue. Ma mere commence at nettoyer la maison 21 mesure que la fete de Paques approche. Bientot je pourrai revenir du college et rejoindre ma famille pendant les grandes vacances. MARGARET METCIALF Form VI ON THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN TAKING A BATH OR A SHOWER HE decision to take a bath or shower is indeed a difficult one. At least I find it so. Therefore I shall discuss when and why to take a bath instead of a shower or vice versa. A shower is looked upon as a time-saving mechanism, however, I am inclined to disagree. I must be in a terrible hurry before I'll condescend to let myself be drenched. From start to finish I am in a mad rush. I rip off my clothes, discard them in the middle of the room, and make a wild dash for the shower. Invariably the soap is directly in the way of my feet, and I slip and slide until thoroughly wet and disgusted. In a matter of minutes I have become washed, rinsed, dried and completely wrung of ambition. My haste has made me irritable and hot. In fact, I feel no better than I did at the beginning. There is no doubt that this is why very few people take showers-at least very few should. Could you imagine your sweet old grandmother taking a shower? Of course not. If she went through all that, she would be neither sweet nor long-lived. Men and boys should always take showers. Itfs more athletic. One would expect to Hnd the lifeguard singing in a shower instead of wallowing in a bathtub. XVomen who are expert tennis players or adore horseback riding and sailing, I suppose, would prefer showers. For these few I feel a deep pity. Ah, but a bath is an entirely different device. The person who has enough time for this luxury is indeed fortunate. For, when a bath is taken, there is a great deal of preparation to go through. For instance, when I prepare for baths, which I dearly love, I perform a great ritual of applying cream to my face while letting the water run, and scenting the water with a few drops of perfume. At last, with 40 swift-t-sttlt-llitig soup in hzlutl. I tvst thc- wzttcr alt-licutcly with tht- hig tot' ol' my right loot. Il' thc tCl1t1JL'l'2ltllt't' is szttisluctory. l grztcclully slitlc clown into thc l'0lllliO1'fIllDIC fuiglcs ol' thc hztthtuh. 'l'l1c wholt- llllllOS1JlIl'I't' is ouc ol' truuquility. Surely, you cz111't imagine your lzttlu-r in :ts st-rcuc ll lJIK'llll'L' :ts this: hut it is c-usy to picturi- your muitlt-u znuut rt-lztxiug , or your oltlcr sistt-r trying to look like tlitrt-111-11111rztgc on thc uioxic sc:t'ct'11. 'l'lu'rt- :irc sonic occztsiotis wht-u I will ztchuit that at showcr is pre-lt-rzthle to 21 hath. although thcst- :uv wry lk-xv: lor uuimporlztut, iuloriuul tlzttcs wht-u that bright, wholcsoiuc look is tlcsirctl. ou wiutcr tlztys lor stimulzttion, uucl on school nights lot' 21 quick l'Cll'L'Sl1Cl'. Rc-ztsous othcr Illllll thtrsc will hc Cousiclcrctl but l71'OlJ2llJlk' tossctl ztsiclv :ts iucxcuszthlv. l mztiutztiu that zmyouc' with Cx vu thc SIIIZIIICSI zuuouut ol' tiiuc shoultl tttkc hzuhs. iIillC1iCliUl'L'. I shatll lcztw tht- slippery hztr ol soap to thc uthlctcs. Iustcztcl l'll clit-risll thc hztthtuh :tual liclp to lllC'l'L'2lSC thc profits ol' thc lll2ll1lll'2lClLl1'ClN5 ol' SWCLTE-Slllblllllg soup. MARIA' lJriU'1'sc:u Form I' MES REFLEXIONS ET GEORGE WASHINGTON E Nl'IfYlfll.I,If uixtis ic reste uu lit puree quc iftzus tris IALIUQLICEC. le uc rouluis pus nllcr It lifcole. Ie clocitlqli tle prftcutlrc que iiotxtis iuulntle. Nlu more Sutra Ct ic lui dis: OIL mauunuil lui mul It lat tits. lc uc peux pats ouvrir lcs ycux. lc ue pcux pus aller ft lfcole lllllllllfdihlll. ll fuut que ic tlortuef' lc tirzti les courcrturcs sur mu the Ct ntteutlis que ma INQFC me disc de m'6veiller tout tlc suite. KICPCINILIIII. elle clit: 'l'iCus. tieus. Vous elites quc vous uc pouwcz pas tiller It l'6colC? Cicst tlouuuuge. ll try Ll pas tlfcolc gtuiourtl'hui. Ccst liutuiixcrsztirc ale George YVash- iugton, mais si vous Gtcs iuulatle, ic puusc que vous QICVCZ rcstcr llll lit touts lu joumfefl Ilti uu sursaut: L'lN'l11is mumzuil Pats touts lu iouru6cl lc suis iuicux clfift. le peux me lu-cr. lui ouhlicf quc ciotait l't1ul1ix'crsuire Llc Clcorgc NVushiugtou ztujourclhui. Puis-ie me lever? Nou tlit-elle, il luut que xous rcstiez. ztu lit ct vous ttpprcutlrcz. peut-C-tts, quc Vous uc clercz pas prftcuclrc Gtrc iuulgule. Au rcvoirf' Elle purtit tie lu chzuuhrc. At'o1t.xE NORRIS Form III 41 SCARLET FEVER YV.-XS lying quietly in bed staring at the rough ceiling. I glanced quickly around the darkened room. A small sliver of light came through the partly open door, and I could hear Mother turning the pages of her book. My room was hot and stuffy, and the air had grown stale. I had been cooped up in the same room for almost two weeks and was very tired of it. I put my hand up and felt the ugly red bumps which covered my face and neck and even part of my chest. I had heard that these terrible red marks sometimes leave scars, and I was be- ginning to worry about it. I was breathing very slowly and heavily, and my lungs felt as if something was preventing their expansion. My cotton pajamas clung to my feverish body. I could feel the Hush of the fever on my cheeks, and a burn- ing sensation on my whole body. Soon I turned over and tried to sleep, but an increasing pain in my ear kept me wide-awake. X'Vhy, I thought, did I have to get an earache now? Tears of self-pity and discomfort rolled down my cheeks and made a small damp spot on my pillow. The pain grew worse and worse. Finally I couldn't stand it any longer and called Mother, who by this time had turned out her reading light. She opened the door sleepily, and I told her that I wanted something to relieve an awful earache. I turned on my back again and waited patiently for her to return. I could hear her moving around in the kitchen. After what seemed like hours, she came back and after tying a white mask about her face, handed me an icepack. At first it was too cold to hold on my ear, but after awhile it brought some relief. I turned on my side again with my ear resting on the ice. I heard several streetcars go by and could faintly hear the clock strike two. I got more and more restless. My head was still burning with fever, and my breathing was still heavy and difficult. My throat now had become dry and parched, and the ice had numbed my ear and part of my face. If morning would only come, I thought. Morning was so much better. BIQCKY DR1scoLL Form IV ON BEING TALL LL my life I've been pitied, sympathized with, and sometimes even laughed at for what I consider one of my most admirable traits-my height. It isn't that I mind my friends or even my enemies feeling sorry for me, or for that matter, ridiculing me, because I'm glad they take such an interest. It's just that they are the ones to be pitied. A short girl seems to delight in her petiteness and struts around with a very smug expression on her face. So she should, to some extent, but the unfortunate girl has no idea what she's missing by being little and insignificant. There are innumerable times when I am useful to my friends at school simply because God added a few more inches to me than He did to my neighbor. YVhat would happen when movies are shown in history class if no one was there to reach for the black shades which always manage to creep up to the very top of the window? X'Vhat would happen if my class didn't have me in basketball to guard the senior star center-forward, who is a good six inches shorter than I? And could you possibly imagine our junior operetta without a hero to look down at the heroine? As to the personal advantages of being tall, they are numberless. Have you ever stood in a crowd and wished you were just a little taller so you could see what was going on? VVell, I haven't. I never miss a single thing, and as I have 42 such long toes, they are very comfortable to stand on if there is someone just a wee bit taller blocking my view. Being longer from the waist up always helps when at a movie. The person next to me is complaining continually, until I move to be obliging, although I can see perfectly. Crowded streetcars don't bother me as they do most people. I just reach up and with my long fingers take a good Hrm grip on one of the straps and hang on to it with all my might until I reach my destination. I do not have to go through the agony of lurching back and forth grabbing space every few seconds as so many of my smaller friends do. Are you a person who, when relaxing in bed, constantly drops articles that roll way underneath? I consider myself very lucky, for no matter how far the object rolls under my big double bed, I don't even have to get out from under my warm covers. I just lean over the side, look to see in which direction my lost pencil or other object lies, and then make one big grab. I seldom miss my aim. Have you ever thought how being tall is such a wonderful alibi for big feet? If anyone is rude enough to comment on my long feet and such extraordinarily long, thin toes, I reply in a very superior manner, I would look dreadfully out of proportion were my feet any smaller! That stops any further comment. My height has produced many a fascinating nickname, which I find definitely more interesting than the name by which I was christened. One week the boys may call me Slim, and the next week 'Tong john, and sometimes, to be a little ironical, Shorty, I believe it adds to one's popularity to have a trait that involves much ribbing. I believe the time I'm envied most at school is when I have the privilege of standing at the very back of a group performing at an assembly. The girls directly in front are going through contortions trying not to laugh or look nervous, whereas in the back row you can get away with most anything within reason. There are a dozen more advantages I could name to being tall, but I do not under any circumstances want you to think I am sensitive about my stature by overdoing itg therefore I shall leave you with this thought. If I have not con- vinced anyone else that there are assets to being tall, I have at least convinced myself that if I could be born again, above all I wouldn't have my height changed by one single inch. DoRoTHY GRIFFITH Form V STUDY HALL HE study hall is filled with an intense stillness, and I am pensively gazing for the third time at the same paragraph in my history book. It is so quiet that my ears ring. As I glue my eyes to the printed jumble before me, the silence becomes less noticeable and is broken up by tiny noises. Papers are rustling, and there is an occasional cough or sneeze. I hear the distant sounds of bottles and pans clinking in the kitchen, and the nearer scuff of saddle shoes traveling to and from the tally desk. A book falls to the floor with a loud bang which is very startling, and it scrapes along the floor as the owner reaches out a cautious foot and retrieves it. The room is hot and stuffy, and my eyes begin to feel as if someone had rubbed sandpaper across them. In my twisted position the long arm of my desk is digging relentlessly into my back, so hard that I am sure that if I lean against it much more it will cut me in two. My right leg begins to sag beneath the overpowering weight of my left leg, and there is a straggling piece of hair tucked into my collar and rubbing against the back of my neck. 43 Now there is the rumble of a coming train, and I look up to see its smoke momentarily filling the air as it passes by outside the window. My eyes travel up to the window's top, and I notice a jagged T shaped tear in the shade through which some of the gray sky is entering. I vaguely wonder what time it is getting to be, and from force of habit I find myself looking at the study hall clock. It is still stopped, and the black hand points almost toward eight-thirty, only a fraction to the right of it. I wonder if the clocks are ever going to run, and I think how nice it would be if they did. My stomach feels empty, and I wish that I could reach an arm out across the room and pick up an apple that is perched temptingly on a far desk. It is a big red shiny one, and my stomach growls in hopeful anticipation of it. Almost everyone is busy studying. Heads are bent over books, and wriggling pencils, a flock of them, are scurrying across fields of white paper just as fast as they can go. A girl with her chin on her hand is staring vacantly into space. She does not seem to be studying too hard. Now someone is combing her hair, and I realize that my own needs some of the same attention, but I can't stir up enough ambition to wade through the jungle in my blazer pocket in search of the comb. I hear the low whispers of the tally to a girl and the protesting squeak of the unoccupied desk after it is filled again. Sounds of a piano are floating down from the practice room. Someone is going over and over the same phrase until my ears are ringing from the irritating sound. I tll1'I1 myself around and let my eyes rove over the wall in front of me. There is a strange shaped triangle on it, made by a hall light shining through the open transom. It reminds me of a geometry problem. In half a minute the bell will ring. It had better because I just can't con- centrate. I stare at my watch, as the second hand crawls along, taking its time. Five, four, three, two, and then the sharp ring of the bell announces that at last freedom has arrived. The room is filled with noisy shouts and banging desk lids. Study period is over. SALLY CooK Form IV TIME You steal swiftly by on silver wings And never change your glance To look my way. You glide away and look ahead with glassy stare Ufhile I, your slave, Must stumble blindly on-alone. But then it seems you creep And pause to look In every corner of the day YVhile I, in my haze of dreams Am far ahead, Groping in the distant future, And all is dark. ANN I-IARMON Form VI 44 g 3 45 FANTASY WAS running and I couldn't stop. All I could do was run faster. They were chasing me, but I couldn't look back. I had to keep running, running, running. All around me was a gray Hat plane with a crooked little path twisting around, thus it seemed that I was running in circles. But always they were behind me, chasing me on forever. It seemed crazy to be running in circles. Wfhy didn't I run straight across the level ground which stretched endlessly before me? But I didn't stop to figure it out. I just kept running. Suddenly I tripped and tumbled head over heels and began to roll over and over. My only thought was to get away. I had to or else-. Then I felt myself falling down into inky blackness. As I fell I could see and feel hands clutching at my clothing, and I could feel fingers scratching my arms and face. But I kept fighting them off and falling all the time. Soon all I could see was hands. Everywhere were hands, big ones, small ones, fat ones with short, chubby fingers, and thin ones with long, slim fingers reaching out to grab me. I could feel my strength being slowly exhausted, but I had to fight. I had to get away. ' The hands seemed to be melting together into one big, shiny, white ball which started to spin around slowly. The spinning became faster and faster, and it started coming toward me. I kept falling, but the ball carrie on faster, whirling madly as it came. Then I felt myself land with a bump, and the white object exploded before my eyes. XVhen I opened my eyes again, all I could see was the bare, white ceiling. Then I saw the anxious faces of my mother and a nurse bending over me. It's all right, dear, my mother said. The operation is over, and the ether has worn off. Then I realized it had all been a dream! I had just had my appendix taken out. JANE ADAMs Form IV FIFTY FEET OF SIDEWALK AND STREET S I LOOK out between the parallel slats of the venetian blinds on my two front windows, I am not greeted by a very cheery scene. The icy sidewalks are treacherous underfootg the streets are even more so. The cars move at the pace of a snail, and I can hear the cold dry ice crackling under the weight of the wheels. The dirty snow is patterned by the imprints of children's overshoes. The marks are left there from the time when the snow was fresh and clean and the children romped and played in it. Now the grass is even beginning to show through along the curbs and around the trees, which are stripped of their green foliage. Nevertheless, I know that one of these days the city will again be covered by a great, white spread of snow. Although this dismal scene does little to enlighten me, I am still able to look out and remember the many times I have enjoyed myself on that fifty feet of cement and pavement. I remember most distinctly, perhaps, the summer when I took long evening walks with my friend and how we would pass by and look in the windows, trying to see what my mother and father were doing. I remember too, sitting on the porch swing one balmy evening, watching the people coming to an anniversary party at our house. They were all dressed in their best and were coming to have a good time. Then the sidewalk was clear of this horrible ice, and the green moss had traced its way through the dividing cracks of the 46 walk, and the ants had built their homes of sand, only to have them knocked down by the mammoth foot of some cruel human being. I remember the many times as a child I entertained myself and my friends along that walk. I can see us now playing hopscotch or roller skating or riding our tricyeles, dreaming of the day when we would have our two-Wheelers like the big girls and boys. I remember how the complete enjoyment would be interrupted by one of us falling and skinning a knee or an elbow and running home to mama, sobbing and weeping over our great mishap. I see myself sitting on the steps watching one of my two brothers playing a rough game of touch or batting the ball in a supposed baseball game. I can remember how jealous I was that I had to be born a girl and a fat one at that, and couldn't play baseball or football with the boys. The streets were bare then and the boys were able to play their games without fear of slipping and breaking a bone. The insistent ringing of the telephone brings me from my reminiscing, and it is hard to believe that all these events have taken place on that fifty feet, now covered with snow and ice. NIARY ELLA CARPENTER Form IV SAFE HE was walking down the lonely, deserted river road. Never before had she noticed how dimly the road was lit. But now it seemed that it could not be much darker. She could almost feel the dark closing in around her. The few lights left in the houses across the river glimmered dimly through the dark. She kept her eyes on those lights while walking, but she seemed to be floating along the road instead of walking. YVhish! A car flashed by and startled her out of her thoughts. Then she heard it -very faint and distant at first. Maybe she was imagin- ing things. No, it was more audible, now. But what was it, the lapping of the river or someone following her? The latter sent a shiver through her just at the thought. Y'Vho would be following her? It seemed closer and closer. Should she turn around and look? Not time enough for that. Far ahead was the light in front of her house. A shining light in the inky darkness all around. Now it was closer. She could tell now that it must be footsteps. Crunch, crunch over a patch of gravel. Oh, how far away that light and house seemed! She imagined how it would happen: a sharp crack on her skull and down she would sink into darkness. She felt hemmed in and not able to think clearly. The footsteps were almost too close, now. She decided in a flash to run. She started running, no longer able to hear the footsteps: but knowing they were there kept her running. YVas it running, too? The light and house were close now, and she felt almost safe. Panting and out of breath, she slowed down. The footsteps and house were both near. She gathered together all her strength and made a dash for the door. Wfhat if it was locked? She knew Mother would be waiting for her. She turned the knob, fell into the front hall, exhausted. Safe! CYNTHIA HoLT Form III 47 GOD AND MAN'S BEAUTY S A lone girl sits on a point, enclosed by two deep ravines, she marvels at the beauty which surrounds her. In this spot she can daydream and ponder over the many miracles which God and man have created. She thinks of the house which may, in time. spring up on this spot. Of how then, as now, the beauty which lies around her will still be there, unchanged. As she looks straight ahead towards the south, she can see a row of poplar trees, standing way above the other trees, across the river. She can see the road and the cars moving like toys. The river below Hows along at a steady pace, ever so often separating to make room for a small island of trees. Then, as she looks to the west, the mighty river joins another, and the two flow on mightier than before. just above this junction is a great span of cement and steel. The posts of the street lights rise up like watchmen with cocked hats keeping guard. This bridge stretches on and on for nearly a mile. Going' farther to the west, she sees a great array of buildings all of the same red brick. She thinks of the many historical events which have happened at that fort: of the many Indians that trampled across that very ground trying to defeat the white man, who had come to their land and had civilized all its pristine beauty. As she turns her head in the opposite direction, she can see the loop build- ings of a great metropolis, one building towering above all the others. She can see the dome of her state's capitol. She can see the smoke rising from the pencil- like stacks of surrounding factories. She is awakened from her gazing and daydreaming by what seems to be the drone of a huge bee in the sky. She looks upward and finds a big silvery airplane flying towards the airport. As the airplane passes a11d all is quiet once more, she leans back on her arms and lets the wind blow her hair. As she sits in this position, she watches the sky grow red with the setting sun. BIARY li1.I.A CARPENTIQR Form IV Q DESCRIPTION A steady flow of vivid words Portrays the act, the motion too, Unveils the doer of the deed, Unfolds the mood enclosing you. It gives the needed spark to life, Reveals the shape of tasks diffuse, And questions of small matter seem To grow, like iants, bv its use, D 1 ,IRAN CARLTON S lllf ff. Form VI l 118 LA FAMEUSE CLASSE IV MON CADET ON cadet a quinze ans et il est tres grand. Cela m'ennuie qulil soit plus grand que moi parce qu'il me taquine toujours. Il dit que je suis trop petite et je ne suis pas petite. Quand nous etions plus jeunes, nous nous battions et je gagnais toujours. Malheureusement je suis incapable de me battre avec lui plus longtemps parce qu'il est trop fort. Ie niaime me battre que quand je sais que je gagnerai et ciest impossible avec lui. Notre famille n'a pas de beaute mais ce que nous en avons, il l'a. Ie pense qu'il est tres injuste qu'un garcon soit beau au lieu diune jeune Hlle. Quelquefois je suis jalouse. Il a des cheveux coupes courts. Si ses cheveux etaient longs, ils seraient frises. Il deteste les cheveux frises, mais pas moi. I'aimerais avoir les cheveux frises mais malheureusement ils sont raides comme une planche! . . . C'est la vie. Il aime les jeus-surtout le football, le tennis, et le baseball. En ete il joue toujours au baseball dans la rue. Il joue meme quand les jours sont chauds. Il joue toute la journee jusqu'a ce que ma mere l'appelle pour le diner. Alors il vient a la table tres sale, parce qu'il a une repugnance pour l'eau. On doit le tirer avec force afin qu'il sc baigne. Il n'est pas different des autres gargons excepte il hait les jeunes I-illes. Ie pense que c'est parce qu'il a une soeur. Il pense que les jeunes filles sont stupides. Elles rient toujours du bout des levres. Elles ne disent jamais rien qui vaille la peine. Tout ce quielles aiment faire c'est de depenser de l'argent .... En un mot, il a dit que les jeunes filles sont les pires animaux au monde-surtout mes amies. Mais quoiqu,il dise, il en aime une, Aleeta. Il pense qu'elle est tres belle et tres dr6le-bien qu'elle soit une jeune fille. Lorsque mes amies viennent chez moi, il demande, 'AAleeta, vient-elle aussi? Si je dis oui il restera 51 la maison, mais si je dis non, il partira tout de suite .... Voila mon petit frere. ROXANNE PAPER Form VI Voila notre blonde Iojo, Qui arrive avec son auto. Notre artiste, c'est Iunie, Qui a gagne beaucoup de prix! Ella se met au re ime, . g Pour devenir extremement fine. Marnie a une tres petite nite, Mais elle n'est vraiment pas bete. Quand Cookie se met au piano, Ah, mon Dieu! Que c'est beau! Dans quelques annees a Vopera Vous entendrez chanter Barbara. Donna fait la cuisine, elle coud, C'est une menagere qui sait tout. En classe. Iane a une petite voix, Mais en colere, elle crie comme une oie! Dorothy n'a ni soeur ni frere, Mais elle a un grand vocabulaire. Fitz, elle ne comprend jamais rien, Toutes les plaisanteries sont comme du Latin. Peter prend ses vacances a la maison, Parce qu'elle a les oreillons. Henny aime beaucoup les chevaux, Malgre les bosses cn faisant des sauts. Vous croiriez Iennifer une dramatique personne, S1 vous voyiez les spectacles qu'elle donne! Elle est forte, elle est grande et tres sportive, C'est Iudy MacGregor, qui est si active. Wells est une eleve bien serieuse, C'est une presidente jamais paresseuse. On ne peut pas oublier Cici notre bebe, Qui vient de l'Est et aime voyager. De nous memes, nous ne disons rien, Il est temps de dire, C'est la fin? CATHERINE MYERS BECKY Diuscou. FLAME BOARD ANN HARAIKJN, Editor-in-Chief IYOUISF STOLTZIC, Assistant Editor Literary Editors, First Semester HELEN HARTEIEL DOROTHY ANDERSON ETTABEE CHRTSTENSON DOROTHY BEER JUNIE STRINGER Literary Editors, Second Semester NIARGARET NIETCALF PHYLIS FITZPATRICK HELEN HARTFIEI, SALLY COOK -IETTABEE CHRISTENSON DOROTHY BEEK BETH HEADLEY BABBIE LANGFORD :XLEETA ENGICLBERT, Srzapslzot Editor and Business Manager PEGGY HAL'ILI JEAN CARLTON Copy Reader Art Editor MARGARET SPICER BETTY LOU JONES Faculty Adviser Faculty Art Adviser 50 ACTIVITIES SERVICE COMMITTEE HE Summit School Service Connnittee was led both semesters by Lydia Ahern under the guidance of Miss Busyn, Miss Coburn, and Miss Nichols. Student representatives, chosen from each of the high school classes and the sixth grade, were Roxanne Paper, Margaret Metcalf, Nancy Neimeyer, Polly Bancroft, Elizabeth Moles, Donna Perlt, Gail Anderson, Clare Moga, Carla Bryce, Susan Read, Dorothy Coddon, Marilyn Erickson, Joan Shapira, and Susan Stats. The work of the committee has included a wide variety of projects. The Community Chest drive, held in October, resulted in sending S380 to the Chest. To continue our interest in student relief, the national secretary of the XVorld Students' Service Fund spoke to us. Later the school saw the documentary movie This ls Their Story, produced under the auspices of UNESCO and describing episodes involving students in China, Germany, and other countries. At Thanksgiving we sent several boxes of canned goods to the Family Service for distribution. At Christmas we filled seventy-three stockings with candy and sent them to the Hallie Q. Brown Community Center. The Freshman class with the Service Committee collected four large boxes of clothing for French relief. The junior Red Cross packed about fifty-three Christmas Gift Boxes for children overseas. During the March drive for the National Children's Service Fund, the elementary school gave about and the high school approximately 3525, the poorest showing made by the high school in several years. The regular delegates to the St. Paul Chapter Junior Red Cross Council's monthly meetings, where Margaret Metcalf is Council president this year, were Ellen Huse, Carla Bryce, and Becky Driscoll. Summit School girls have also acted as .Iunior Red Cross volunteers at Ancker Hospital at Christmas and Easter. Other volunteer work has been done for the Citizen's Mental Health Com- mitte. Our most important project was the organization of a volunteer corps of sixteen girls, supervised by Nancy Neimeyer, to do recreational work in the Ancker Hospital nursery. FRENCH CLUB AST fall seventeen girls from Forms V and VI met with Mademoiselle and Mrs. Parker to discuss the possibility of forming a French Club. The teachers liked this idea, and so we started immediately by electing oflicers and by making a few rules. Roxanne Paper was elected president and Jettabee Christenson, secretary. Our first project was a record sale. IVe were very happy that it was such a success and that we could start the year off with twenty-three dollars in our treasury. Most of this money was used for mailing packages to France. Another major activity has been the showing of French movies. These films were usually descriptions of famous French buildings and provinces. One film showed Matisse himself in his studio at work. IVe were even able to see his brush strokes by means of slow motion. IVe also had several speakers who told us about 51 France: Betty Bremer and Alida Butler, who spent lust summer thereg Mrs. Jaeger, who spent :I yezu' iII France working with the Quakersg and Mademoiselle herself. I'Ve've had :I lot OI lun Organizing this Club, and we are sure that next year the juniors and seniors will have as much fun keeping it going. Members CYNTHIA BAER ELEANOR BRATNOBIQR JEAN CARLTON lX'lARY ELLA CARPENTER ' JETTABEF CHRISTENSON EXLEETA ENGELBERT BARBARA FIELD PHYLIS FITZPATRICK DOROTHY GRIFFITII JULIE GRIGGS PEGGY HABIBI ANN HARMON HELEN HART'FlEL PHYLLIS LAIDLANV JUDY lX'lACGREGOR IXIARGARET lN'II5TCALF JUDY lXlOORE NANCX' NEIMEX'ER AUDRAE NORRIS ROXANNE PAPER IXIARLENE SHAPIRA JUNIOR HIGH SCHOOL OFFICERS FIRST SEMESTER ANN LUYTI-IN ,,,,EEV,..,,,,,,, ..,.V,.Y,.., P 'resident ELIZABETH FREIDMAN .I.,,, DE.,.,.,........ V ice-President CAROLINE BIYI-IRS ..,I,,...,,,.,,I ,,.,. 9 emnd Vice-President NICKY BENZ, SALLY KATZ ,,,,e,, ,..... S rmnd Form Afonitors GAY GRAY, :XRIJIlC'l I'A FORD ,,,,,,,,I,,Y,.,.,III .e...,,,,,Y,.,,,, ...... F i rst Form Afonilors SECOND SEMESTER KAY STODDARD ,.,I., ,,,..,.,,.,...,,.,..,,,,,V,I,I..,,I,.e..,v. P resident NIURIIQL HANIB1 .,,,,Ye .,..,,. - President NICKY BENZ ,,,,,,,e,,,U,,.,.,,,,,,.,,Y,,,,,.Y,,,.,,,,I. ..,,,.. Y econd Vice-President IVIARLENI-1 I'IliG1CR, CYNTHIA BRACKETT .,..... .,... S rfrond Form Monitors INIARY HOSRINS, EI.I.IiN HUSE ,.,..,.,,,..,.,,,, ,.,.... F irst Form Monitors 52 SPORTS A NW i2i:ZI2:2E' I-I' Q lf? ' : W1 . ' .5 .q...,. . . BASKETBALL Summit vs. Northrop HE third :md fourth forms ol' Summit met in Murctll with the corresponding forms ol Northro J on our own floor. The freshmzm fume was verv excitiu I but relatively scoreless up to the hull. At that time it was G-4, SllI111I1ll1'S favor. The good guarding of both teams and difficulty of the Summit f0l'WV2lI'LlS in 53 making baskets may have been the cause of the low scoring. A decisive turn came in the second half as Summit's forwards became more accurate in their shots. The final score was 17-4 for Summit. The fourth form game was equally good. Summit's guarding was executed well, and they won 17 to ll. Summit entertained Northrop on April 19 for a basketball game. The juniors ran up against some fast-moving forwards. However, Summit tightened up its guarding and came through with a wide margin over Northrop. The seniors redeemed themselves to some extent after their defeat on the Northrop hockey Held. This time they tied the Northrop seniors in a very close game. Summit Northrop Senior ....... ...... 1 5 15 Junior ..... ...... 1 6 6 All-School Varsity CARLTON, Captain LANGFORD, PAPER SEABURY BINGHAM MILLARD McGovERN STRINGER Form Ill Varsity Form IV Varsity Form VVarsity Form VI Varsity NICGOVERN ADAMS I.ANGEoRD, J. CARLTON HOLT MACGREGOR HEADLEY HARMON SIMPSON 1NIILLARD BANCROFT, P. N oRR1s DUNNING NIYERS SEABURY PAPER BINGHAM DRISCOLL CoMEoRT RICHTER BANCROFT, M. STRINGER GRIFFITH STOLTZE I NTRAMU RAL J u nio rs Wi n The four upper forms competed for the school basketball title in March. The freshmen succeeded in overthrowing the seniors in a close game by a score of 11-10. The sophomores were defeated by the juniors in a one goal margin game, 17-19. The juniors went' on to gain the championship from the freshmen with a score of 20-8. VOLLEYBALL The Champs-Freshmen In January an intramural championship title was at stake, and the freshmen through senior teams competed for it in after-school games. The sportsminded teams of the freshmen and juniors met in the first of the games which was fast and furious. The juniors suffered a five point loss and a blow to their pride as the freshmen won 28-23. The seniors and sophomores were the contestants of the second game. The sophomores' expert serves brought them a 37-13 victory. The freshmen and sophomores, having emerged victorious after their battles with the two upper forms, went to work for the title of champion. A hard fought 54 game resulted with long volleys. The serving and teamwork of both varsities was again good. That the whole game was nip and tuck showed in the Hnal score in favor of the freshmen, 39-36. FIELD HOCKEY Summit vs. St. Mary's The opening field hockey game ol' the year was played on the St. Mary's Held. The Summit seniors played the first of two games and were defeated 4-0. Summit was Outclassed by St. Mary's in both passing and the holding of line positions. The juniors played the first half of the next game, which was scoreless on both sides. They were succeeded in the second hall by the freshmen and sophomores, who won the game by scoring the only goal. Summit vs. Northrop The Northrop field was witness to two determined Summit teams the week alter the game with St. Mary's. Hard practice had improved the passing, and positions were held this time. The seniors, although playing better, lost their game again 2-0. The juniors had the decisive edge on Northrop throughout the game and were rewarded by winning, 3-l. HOCKEY VARSITIES Form III Form IV DUNNINC, Captain STRINGER, Captain BINGHAINI AIACGREC-OR HOLT DRIsOoLL XVASHBURN CLARK QUINN JACKSON NEARING ADANIS WOLFF Moms, E. lX'ICGOVERN NI ILLARD LANGFORD, B. ATYERS, CAT1-ii ANDERSON, D. COOK SIMPSON FITZPATRICK Form V Form VI LANGFORD, Captain GRIGGS, J., Captain .AHERN CARLTON BANCROFT, P. ENGELBERT BRATNOBER HARMON COMFORT LAIDLAYV GRIFFITH AIETCALF HARTFIEL NEINIEYER HEADLEY NORRIS SEABURY PAPER STORBERG RICHTER VON DER XVEYER STOLTZE 55 FORM IV CHRISTMAS PLAY 'llirce XYise SilClJllC1'dS,,, 'llic Angel .Xngcls ...,,,.,, Mary .,,,,,, .Inst-plr .,..,,,, Narrator ,, CAST Nlcn .... Mary YV. Griggs .Iutly 1xI21CCil'Cg'tl1' Mary lilla Carpenter ,,,.,...Hcm1y J2lCliS0ll Junie Stringer Jennifer Stats Jane ,Xclams Caliricl ,... Dorothy Bock ,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,llcgky Driscoll Donna Pcrlt Catherine Myers Sally Cook Pliylis Fitzpatrick ...t,. Cynthia Clark ,nlilizabetli Moles ,,,,..BarlJara Ficlcl Senior Class OS Monks in the Christmas Play CAST Olga liramlt ..,,..,.,,.,,.,.,, Peggy Hamm licrnicc lYit'1ucycr ,.,,,,,, Ann Harmon Hobby Mclroscr ,,,,,,,,,, Phyllis Laidlaw Mattie ,,,,,,,,,,.,,,,,,,,, fil'ClK'llCIl lllfllltfl' Mary Harpvr Qllig Mary, Nancy NCi1IlCf'CI' Mary Mc-Cluuc CLittlc Maryj Maclvliuc Yauclairc Julie Griggs ,Xlccta liugcllmert .luclith Clauficlcl ,.,...,,.r Louise Stolue Mrs. Orcutt ...,.,,..... Margaret Metcalf liayc llamiltou ,,,,,,,,,, Auclrac Norris .lean Maitland ,,,,,,,,,,,,,, -Ican Carlton 1' rank ..,...,..,.,,,.,,,,,,,.,.. Louise Mitchell i.,ii,ii Pat IJCVIIIC ......i,i..i.... Terry Randall ,,,.., ,a,,.Bob Bartter Phyllis Storberg Roxanne Paper ..,.Cyuthia Baer Sam Hastings ,,,,,,,,.i,,,i Tom Osborne Iiuuuy i,CYC1'L'llllX ..., Fred l'ou'cll ,,,,,,,,i,, Lou NlllllIlllS1.'l' ,,.,,..,,. David Kingsley ,,.,, Keith liurgcms... Dr, Randall ...,. ,. ,. Larry M'cntc'ott ..,..,,,, Billy ..,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, .Xcloll cil'Cllt'i ,,,,,,, ,zlohu Kinkead ,,,a..Mike Dunn llarolcl Richter .,.,...,.Bill Clapp ....,,,,,'I'i111 Scott ..,,,Davc Hcrsey ,Roger Boursicr ,,,,,,.tIack Bacon ,,,,'1'cd Cardozo PRODUCTION STAFF .-XSsistauts to the llircctor Cynthia Bacr Phyllis Storbcrg Stage Crow ..,... ,..,...,i - Xllll Simpson tlcunifcr Stats Propcrtics ......,.,,.,,, Margaret XYiutCr Lights ,..,.,,,..,,.,,,,,,,,,,,,, Cynthia Clark Music' aml Stlllllli ..., Roxanua Freesc 'l'iclu-ts ,.,...i,........,,,,,,,,., Anne Seabury -Icttalmcc Christenson SENIOR PLAY STAGE DOOR by Edna F erber and George Kaufman Asn-nn... FORM V OPERETTA Form V assisted by Form IV THE FOREST PRINCE Sonia .,,,,,A, ,,k,,,,, A nne Seabury Tatiana ,,,,,, ,,,.,,, lk larly Deutsch Vaslav ,,,,,,,,. .,.............. H elen Hartfiel Ivan ,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,k J ettabee Christenson Ladies-in-l'Vaiting .......... Beth Headley Polly Bancroft Ilytch ,....l...,,,............ Kathryn Comfort First Cossack ........ Clarissa Bockstruck Second Cossack ,,,,,c Eleanor Bratnober Mother Vanya ...... Josephine Langford Jester ............................ Roxanna Freese Tsar ......, .,...., D orothy Griffith Dmitri ...,.,.....,..,. ......v...... L ydia Ahern Messenger ........,..,...... Marlene Shapira Leader of Soldiers Elizabeth von der Y'Veyer Leader of Court Ladies .,., Judy Moore Cossack Girl ...........,,.,. Phyllis Storberg CAST Cossaek Men ,...,l...... Henrietta Jackson Junie Stringer Phylis Fitzpatrick Cossaek Girls ,,,,...,,.., Margaret VV inter Court Men ....., Court Ladies ,,..,... Catherine Myers Rebecca Driscoll Jennifer Stats Adams Judy MacGregor Elizabeth Moles Polly Bancroft .............Sally Cook Donna Perlt Catherine Myers Tsar's Soldiers ,,,,.,,. Mary Ella Carpenter Mary Y'Vells Griggs Phylis Fitzpatrick Barbara Field Dorothy Beek FORM V FRENCH ORPHAN HE graduating class of 1947 supported Jeannine Bonnet for three yearsg in June, 1947, our class took over this project. Jeannine, who was thirteen on April 20, was born in Paris. She has one sister, Michelle, who is seven. Both children, who are not in good health, are now in a children's colony, in the Cote de Norde region of France under Plany' aid. Jeannine's father was killed in a battle just as Paris was being liberated by American troops. Her mother became ill over the long strain of war and from grief of the loss of her husband. The children were then placed under Plan aid. It is necessary to raise one hundred and eighty dollars a year to keep Jeannine in the colony. Form V, with a little help from the other students, has been able to make the payments. YVC also send packages and gifts to her periodically. Recently, we received a letter from Madame Bonnet stating that they were in better health now, and thanking us very kindly for the money and clothes we have sent. Wie hope to be able to carry on this project as long as Jeannine and her family need the aid. iANNE SEABURY 58 l i1'.sl ww, Iwfl lo 1'1'g'l1l Q, Primm' H .ul xl. l'H'.s'1' Bucks' IDRIMIOIJ. PI1x'l.I.ls l,.XllJI.AXY BIARIA' ljl'.lf'lSC1H POLLY B.xxc:Rm-'1' Jojo BIlI.l..'XRIJ .IUNIIC S'l'RlNr:1sR l.YDlA IXIIICRN PHYLIS 1 l'l'xvA'l'Rlc:R BAR1s,xR,x l'1lICI,lJ zlffllz' CI,,xR1ss.x 13cx:Rs'1'R1'c:R RKJX.-XNXI41 P1-XI'l'R KQRI-.'l'ClllfN lllfllllklfk GLEE CLUB ' SITIIIIII mzu, iff! in 'rigllli Tllinl wmv, lrfl 10 TI M ,'xRc:AR1c'1' Afli'l'IlAI,l-' IA-xxle .Mums lun' NI.-xc:CLR1iuoR .'X1,1-1-ilyx 1'lNKil-II.l5I-1R'l' I'1I,ll.Xl3l-.'l'lI Mo1.1iS IJURUIIIY CRuf1fl'1'H lmwm: S'l'Ol,'l'Zli -I1rl.lrL Chuczrzs H lfI.I41N lIAR'l'lf1liL K,'x'l'1lRYN f1ONIFORT ANN lI,xRxmN NIARY XVI-1l.I.S GRIGGS BIARY lil.1..x C.xR1'liN1'1'R Ilf'lL'l'.'XISl-.IC C111Rls'1'1aN5ox Mm. KIM'1iR, x11xl'llI?I17IllIi.S'f MR. CI1 l n'1Nc:, Ilirwlrn' 59 CIYN'1'11lA BAICR Nlxxxczv IYICIRIEYER lil-1'1'1l HliA1ml.1iY IFN N 1 If 1-:R S'rA'1's 'lun' NIOURE NI.-xRcz,xR1-31' XX'1N'1'ER SAl.l,Y COOK ANNIQ SICAISIYRY AlmR,x1c Ni'1RRIS -I1-AN CI,xRl,'1'oN CI,x'1'll1aRlN1a AIYFRS DONNA PIQRLT .Yni in llzrf picizm l'1n1,l,ls S'1'oRm1Rc: JOKES JUNIOR MEETING Scene: Iunifir II1111111. 'I'i111e: .-X111 weekclgii' l'1'u111 l2:5ll tu Izllil. fYYe Itmk in on the iuniur elgiss i11 their I1eI11ve1l juniimr 11111111, which is. 41s alwtiys, il messll Df'111xr'f1: I'xe egilletl this meeting hecuusc the class has to vote. . . . Sl11111ir11. will ytmu please stop talking for just two 111i1111tes? .N'h11pir11: I XYQISIIQI saying one thingl lJc'1r1xf'f1: Oh, tI141t's interesting .... I silplmsc you anal Sturherg were talking tn ynurselxesl h'I0J'f7I'I'gf 'I'h41t's right. IWILIIIIL' me. .ll1w'11: Ierrie. Ii111 egillerl Inst lllglll 11ml he sniil . . . lJ!'IlI.!t'fI.' Will you please sI111t 1111, ,'XI'lEI'l1. This meeting will lust tgike ll 111i11ute. f.I!II'IIjfl'IIjflI1.' XYI111t. I.1cIF ,I!1t'I'l1f Ile siiitl . . . 1f11111'1'uff.' Colne 1111. kicls . . . listen to M111-ly and talk Igiter. lJc11f.f1'h,' Nuw, 11s I w.1s saying. we l1111'e tu vote on . . . l3r1r'k1'I1'111'k.' Sill. Yuiuly, why tliLln't you anal Drex conie in tn the IILIIAIB Saittirclgiy night? IYJII ffm' Il'z'yz'1': XYe went for ll Viale. SIIILITIY. and . . . lJmfxf'!1: Iiweky 1111tl Vnmly, will 31111 please keep quiet iinel cuntinue thgit Inter? Nuw. we're xoting on the . . . H11m'1'nll: Say. Marlene, clicl 311u renal about IOIIHIS goals in the piiper? Sf111f11'r11: Iliekie mzule three. Sm1!11rz'y: Chill! Huw erin you stzintl tu watch hockey when you euulcl he wgiteliing Imskt-tlmlli I just . . . l.1n1gfnr1l: Xvell, Anne, lust 'cause 5'ou're Ll KLTOIIIII hoyl such intelligent l'L'III1lI'Ii5 11s l'Ch11lk une up for I,2lIlgfUI'LI,n and 'IYou mean 'I'11111's' gi1'l. j Ilclflxrll: llicluiiiingj Quietl C!lI'l-J'fL'll,fUI1f Hey. kitls, he quiet just 21 few minutes. fNoisc sul1siiles.j !,l'IlfA'f'flf This will just tiikc 21 second if you'Il all listen. YVe'1'u voting un tl1e senior iziekets. Chrffnfllxollf Ineketsl Who wants jackets! VVC want sweaters. Ciriffiflz: VVe want plaitl jackets! .I'lom'1': Plnitl igiekets . . . Llllil mgike us lack like hutter halls? fllliuekles Llllll ILIIIKLIIIICI' 41eer1111p1111iecl hy l3m'k5Ir111'A',' I nate tI111t we hqive sxvezitrrs like 'I4l1IlYIS, lJl'I!f54'!I.' XYell, lets t.1ke ll inte hetween sweziters ZIIILI Inckets. .XII i11 ILINHI' ul . . . Iillie. clitl fllll see Ittrri' qiliter selmul lpist night? B1'11111of2rr: Yes, 11111I the hfiys kept writing I. S. anal F. Ii. in the snow gintl 4111 the wiinltmws ol the e.11' till I thought IRI clie ol . . . Conzforf: Df'11f,ff'f1.' C.XI11111st 1111 lILII'lll5 Lllltl knee-sl Pleez listen . . . Hf'111flzj1'f I went 5XYIIIIIlIIIlg Inst night. g1111l Ii111 wns there. Illlll when I gisketl I1i111 wl141t he tlmught gihtmut nur el11ss he s11itI , . . I14'1fl.ff'h.' lieth. e1111't 11111 XY.lII till I.lIL'l'? Nmv. .1Il those in l11x111' ul' . . . Shtzpzrlzj XYeIl. I ilitI11'l Ilt'llI' 41113 tliseussiun. lJ:'11m'h.' lSe1'eg1111i11gl Ibiseussiunl 'I'I111t's 41ll tl1is eliiss tloesl ffl?-fiifflf Mgirly. IIIZII I s.1y s11111etl1i11gF Dcvllsrhf Yes. Grill. Grijlizhr XVI-Il. I think we euultl lintl ll nice pI.1i1l tl1:1t wuulcl . . . lJr'11Ixf'f1.' XYl1e1'e's IIg11'tlieIF Cfmzforl: She's 11t Ll IIICIQIIIIIQ 11111I . . IDz'11m'f1: O. K. U. K. Y11W.Ci1'ilIi. XYell, 11s I was saying, I tl1i11k LI nite 11I.1itI wcvultl . . . Grfjhlfz: H111'Iffz'l.' Clinteringj Ili. surry I'111 lgite hut . . . llczzfsefz: Yes, Ilel, we knnw: lust sit 1l11w11 11111l listen. Is there uni' 11111re IIISCIISAIUIIF Chl'l-A'fl'7I5lIllf Yes, I I1g11'e ll 111ess11ge I-I'UIlI Miss Iiusyn that IIIII to relgite lu you Llll. 'I'he juniurs hgive to szt.1rt setting LI hetter UXLIIIIIIIC. Dl'I1l!4'hf Iietter exziinplel Cf11'ixIz'l1.m11.' Yes, heeziuse the BULIIIQCI' girls . . SfUI'!7l'l'gf IIIII luingry . . . I.et's gn ent. l.1111gfm'1l: Yiih. 1Jl'llf5'l'hf fIIlC1liIIIlj.1IYD Ilut the igieketsl Oh, lionestly. you kitlsl iStI7IIIl3h c1ut.j C!lI'f5ll'l150I1f I cIon't see why M111'Iy gets so upset . . . Brzllffrofli I cI11n't either. I guess we CIOIIII please her or sninetliing .... Sziy, let. l1uw's that lmy tI1g1t usenl to . . . Q'I'he junior eliiss 111m'es nuisily tluwn the stairs to ILIIICILI IIi'I I'.ftISl.I-Q C11111s'1'1.s's11N FORM V SONGS Ahern: A Little Bird Told Me Headley: Bancroft: When You Were Sweet Sixteen Bockstruck: Don't Fenee Me In Langford: Bratnober: Ain't Mishehazfin' Ain't You Ever Comin' Back I-lartfiel: Evil Hearted Me So Tired f0f Waiting for You I Moore: Hair of Gold, Eye: of Blue Christenson: Personality l Seabury: We Three Comfort: O You Beautiful Doll Sh ' : I L f Y , R ' l R Deutsch: You're a Character, Dear aplra me Ou for Eglmmm mmm Freese: Sunflower from the Sunflower State Storbergi He '7b mke Grifiith: The Girl on the Magazine Cover Von der Weyer: Cigarettes, Whiskey, an Wild Wild Wo men 0 0 0 Miss Stevie: How do we get rid of the carbon dioxide in our Miss Spicer: Arnold Bennett wrote a lot of pot boilers D bodies? you know what that means? Harmon: CSudden inspirationj Oh, you burp! Aleeta: Doesn't it have something to do with the steel industry? TEN LITTLE SECOND second formers going out to dine: ptomaine, and then there were nine. Ten little GoGo got Nine little Kirkie fell second formers sitting upon a gate: Four little backwards, and then there were eight. Eight little second formers wished to go to Heaven: Sandy said she couldn't go, and then there were seven. Seven little second formers chopping up sticks: TWO little Gail chopped herself in half, and then there were six. Six little second formers playing near a hive: A bumblebee stung Nancy, and then there were Five. One little FORMERS Five little second formers going through the door Gertie got stuck, and then there were four. second formers sailing out to sea: A Red Herring swallowed Cynthia, and then there were three Three little second formers walking in the zoo: A big bear hugged Caco, and then there were two second formers sitting in the sun: Ann got sizzled up, and then there was one. second former mourning for her pals: Marlene got lonely and joined the other gals. Bersv RAMSEY THE OLD RED JACKET QAS Told by Little Boy The old red jacket is covered with dust, But limp and worn it hangsg And the boys' school pins are red with ru And bent from a million bangs. Bluej Now, I've seen the last of you, she said, I'll leave you here for the moths! st, So, prancing to college with hopeful head, She studied to please the Profs. Time was when the poor red jacket was new, And while she was playing, Dan Cupid's song Torn elbows were patched with care: And it was the pride of the senior who Tossed it ungratefully there. Awakened our senior, too. Oh! The years are many, the years are long But the little red jacket is true! Aye, faithful to seniors today it stays, Still on the same old hook, Awaiting return of her careless ways With ink and assignment book. It must wonder, as waiting the long In the dark closet's musty air, What has become of the senior who Tossed it ungratefully there. PHYLLIS 61 yea rs through, LAIDLAW POPULAR RADIO PROGRAMS Adamsf Dr. I. Qf' Beek- Slant on Sports Carpenter-- Guiding Light Clark-l'Club 15 Cookfulnvitation to Learning Driscoll- House Party' Field- The Voice Fitzpatrick- Today's Child Griggs-HThe Shadoww Names Sayings Adams Ya don't know, do ya? Iacksonf Our Own Bob MacGregor- Central Lutheran Millard- Beauty I-Ii-Lites Moles-'klohnny on the Spot Myers-UR. C. A. Victor Hour Perlti Kitchen Club Stats-l'Aunt Ienny Stringer- Dream Timeu XVinter- lust Plain Bill FORM IV Noted for pulling an Adams Church Destined to be school principal Beck 'LHoly cowll' allergies peanut butter connoisseur Carpenter . . . if I were going out faux pas ballet dancer Clark That's by far the more superior New York parking lot attendant Cook 'Tm going on a diet undomesticity sequel to Emily Post Driscoll A'Iieeeekl entertainment at house parties bubble dancer Field What a gorgeous fella piano hands tuba player for the Salvation Army Fitzpatrick I don't understand gullibility psychiatrist Griggs l'How rare! Madeline Island detective Iackson 'Tm giving up gesticulating Metropolitan opera star MacGregor 'AGadag and more gadag blues singing fiutist ' Millard Rrrrrrrr sophistication window Washer Moles 'LYaaaaa last summer mortician Myers L'VVhat? practical jokes zoo keeper Perlt Come 'ere, I wanta tell you something home economics cleaning lady Stats Um-um-um explosions gym teacher Stringer Has anyone seen my glasses? blushing brieklayer XVinter . . . hut lookit . . . week-cnditis nun Eugelbcrt: QT1'anslating Frenchj I never saw the fathers of my brother again. 0 0 Mist Spicer: What is wrong with this sentence, 'And left me with aching muscles? Engclbert: There's nothing Wrong with that. The you is understood. I C Harmon: Cln Current History classj Dewey wants the farmers to be electrified. 0 0 h From an English paper: When We have snuffled out this mortal coil. I O Title of a French carol: Entre Ie Boeuf et l'Ane Gris. Translation: Enter the beef- C O Mis: Bzfryn: It seems to me that you're less tired at school than you are at home at night. Carlton: Oh, I always do my best work at night. O C Aleeta: QAfter hearing about the serious condition of King George? UMaybe he'll abdictf' O O Mis: Buryn: '4What commission in the U. N. drew up the NVorld Bill of Rights? Paper: Mrs. Roosevelt. I C Miss Moe: Un Current History classj What are the natural resources of Chile? Putty Folzes: 'lCon came. Ioyo MILLARD SALLY Coox Neimeyer: Did you see Aleeta's ring? Her parents had two diamonds put in it. Griggs: Oh, really? Are diamonds hereditary? Q O Murlcfnolselle: Cici, how do you translate 'Cc cheyal russe'F Clark: The riced horse. O I Mirzlcrrzozkflle: This isn't compulsory, girls, but I expect you all to do it. O O Beck: fTalking about the price of pictures for the Flamej I never knew those candied camera shots cost so much. O . Mademoiselle: You will play the courting scene, Dorothy. Dorothy: What do I do? Madefnozkelle: You will talkf' Dorolhy: Is that all? O O Fitz: CDiscussing playj Barbara, are you playing the golfer? Burliura: No, Daddy gave his pants away. I O Siolrze: fPronouncing the Word for hungerj Il satisfait son femme. CAII the more power to him., 0 0 Definition of lliflltlc' in the hfth grade: Something on the foot. O O Slorlicrg to Mis: Stevie: CTelling who George Washington Carver Wash Wasn't he the one that carved things out of peanut shells? ' ,Q-Q , W , 45 X ...Mm ,..-.f '39 as 5 Q 2,4 f w AUTOGRAPHS . Q X! dw Th me rw C ' f , QwfL0,5Q0,fJfUM,99f '31J.iYl,l4,l, fl. 1.1 , ,980 v 1g51.,1i .1 gg-,M QU-.Qm:'X xq, . eg-,Xu ,756 6,41 c4.L4f2C,.f T535 Xxixiyx XlxC533f2g.X XR' Xxxx A. Y. mx 'ER ki 5 umm Che- uhgxwwr L xv sisgdv N1 Q' Li l nn' A- x iwlxkff- ' N C 64
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