Swarthmore College - Halcyon Yearbook (Swarthmore, PA)

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c H E Z N D U S Going into its second year is the French House, one ot the busiest places on campus . . . Thursday night lectures on Russia, French music, Dumbarton Oaks . . . Sunday morning breakfast with thick hot chocolate . . . Friday afternoon teas . . . weekly dinners . . . such onion soup! . . . trips to Philly museums, French movies, concerts ... to Madame Markevitch, who has made all this possible, Swarth- more says a sincere, merci .

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oe6 (I3u . . . 1 ... we become juniors, and begin to won- der — where did we conne from, where are we going, we of the class of ' 46 ? Some of us began in the fall of 1942 some in the spring or summer of 1943. Those who have not accelerated are startled as they see fellow ' 46 ' ers graduating, baffled as they watch lowly freshmen accelerate and join them, even pass them, on the rushing tide. We who began in October, 1942, have faint memories, of what Swarthmore was once like — we saw a hHamburg show and a hlaverford game; we had a real Freshman week, with picnics, teas, dances, and a tour of the campus. We printed a Freshman handbook too, far out-of-date now, with 200 of Its pictured students gone. It is sad to see this, unfortunate to realize that we will never know pre-war Swarthmore. But per- haps we are lucky too, for we have seen a Swarthmore far more unusual and changing than the College of peace-time. This is our yearbook, presenting our year — however turbulent and difficult, it has been full of excitement and challenge. ijs,

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Rosemary Accola Inevitably Coke . . . chooses hard seminars ■for good food . . . morose before breakfast, witty after . . . agile fencer . . . her best friends are all Idiots . . . such a swell screw- ball. Henry McRaven Bain, Jr. Libe-hound . . . only V-12 ' er in honors . . . un- limited interests . . . ex-offlcio Phlnxer . . . likes to dream up billion-dollar schemes . . . make terrific puns . . . and life-long friends ... a modest Idealist . . . real Swarthmore man. Mary Lou Bartle The Skipper ' s daughter . . . Kansas Kid . . , plenty of punch . . . dancing toes . . . every- thing ' s Just perfect . . . low C voice . . . hits her books at 5 A. M. . . . still looks like a Dres- den china shepherdess. Dorothy Bowman Dottle . . . keen Interest In people and their problems . . . well-channeled energies . . . Batter up! . . . folk-dancing . . . Peace group and SSA . . . Work-camp enthusiast . . . good-humored kindliness ... a true friend. Joan Brewster Crack swimmer , . . nice little chuckle . . . name a book Joanle hasn ' t read . . . sophl- ticated but not superior . . . current fascina- tion, semantics . . . time out for fun too . . . quick brown eyes . . . quick wit . , . quick mind. Beverly Brooks A crusader with definite ideas . . . nostalgic for that year in Boston . . . makes seminars logical battlegrounds . . . lover of Independ- ence . . . fascinating face . . . emotional wor- shipper of all things rational ... a talented rebel . . . Bev. Second Aunlor6