Wallace School and Conservatory - Oor Ain Folk Yearbook (Columbus, OH)

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■I j| H|[H| V 1 R ' ■ - -j ilm.1 Bm SI if j yjly ' ' HI ii HH w l ■ 1 Chorus Group Chorus Recital Miss Virgilia Wallace, directress Auditorium of Broacl St. M. E. Churc ' :, Monday Evening. June 6, 1921 Program Chceur ni A Canzonetta Lento Polichnielle Pastorale To You Pickaninny Snuggle Song Mrs. Mills Miss White Miss Havens Miss Rauch Hope - . - . Concert Pedal Study Cantata — Pan on a Summer Day Mrs. Mill Chorus 30 Kinder MeVer-I lelmuna C )iil Scolt Rachmaninoff Bizet Rodnhcelf C ]i ' ilion Smith Von V on Paul i i6s

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3. 4. 5. 6. 7. Mi.-5ic Rooms Graduation Recital Harriet L. Taylor, Voice Assisted by Mella Nicola and Miss Pratt Carnegie Library Auditorium Aria. Ombra Leggiera (Shadow Dance) Miss Taylor (a) La Fileuse ...--- (b) Nocturne. No. 2 Miss Nicola (a) The Little Damozel . . - - - (b) Two Roses ..---- (c) Bonjour. Ma Belle! (d) The Springtime of the ear . . - (e) They Kissed. I saw them do It Miss Taylor June Harp, Miss Pratt Si vous n ' avez rien a me due . - . Gavotte. Manon . - . - Miss Taylor Polichmelle - . . . . - Miss Nicola Believe me if all those endearing young charms I dreamed that I dwelt in marble halls Love ' s Old. Sweet Song . . - Miss Taylor Harp, Miss Pratt (a) (b) (a) (b) (c) 1922 Meyerbeer Raff Chopin Ivor Novello Halletl Cilberle Behrend Harriet Rusk Haxvley Rothschild Massenet Rachmaninoff Balfe MolloM

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The Cat The 22nd of April, about 1 I :30 P.M. Miss Lue locked up the downstairs as usual and aecended to the second floor. Knovvnig that everj ' one had gone to bed. she decided to do the same. Nicodemus had crept into the kitchen in the afternoon, hoping to find a mouse. As such thmgs are scarce around 82, he was not successful, so lay down behind a box m the pantry and went to sleep. When he awoke everything was quiet. This seemed a good time for an mvestigation of the place. He crept quietly through the kitchen, and up the back stairway, passed Miss Lues door, and turned down the hall. Hearing a strange, snorting noise, when near the first doors, he was frightened and ran back. But he gathered up courage and tried again. Thi; time he stopped to listen and found this to be a chorus of snores, the occupants of these two rooms running in competition. He came to the next door and eavesdropping discovered that these kiddies were not asleep, but discussing the men as usual. Then he came to the foot of the stairs and contemplated whether to go up, or back to the pantry for the rest of the night, when all at once there was a sudden outburst from the nearby door, slightly ajar. He heard the weirdest stories of wild times, then a voice, Oh, girls do go to sleep, what do you think I came to bed for? So the excitement was hu. hed up here, and not wanting to miss anything, Nicodemus decided to go up that other flight of stairs. At the top he spied a light in the front room, and three little girls were having a show. This included make-ups. ballet dancing, style shows, etc. Mr. Cat watched this until he nearly split his sides laughing. On his way out he heard something weird from another room and still craving excitement approached this one. At first he couldn ' t catch all but finally heard — But fools rush— in where angels — fear to tread. There is — no such— thing as love. Next someone says. Shut up, and don ' t keep the neighbors awake. This struck Nicodemus very funny, but he didn ' t laugh this time, only he began to wonder what queer specimens this house contained. .Across the hall he peeoed into the south room and what a feast he saw. Two small children ready for bed, were sitting on the floor, their backs to the door. The blinds were all carefully pulled down and before them, on the floor were two candles, four bottles and any amount of eats. Mr. Cat approaching, quietly pushed ooen that squeaking door. What was that? cried Pink Top. Was it in the Ghost Room? Thinking how selfish they were. Nicodemus made a grab for a piece of chicken. These poor children, frightened into hysterics, rcreamed and jumped upon the bed. Instantly the whole house was aroused. It was the Ghost, I saw it, I saw its eyes, cried one. covering her own eyes. Oh. yes. Oh. ye , I heard it scurry through here a minute ago, came from the second floor back. By that time Miss Lue had arrived. Her astonishment was making her hair stand on end. What does this mean? What are you doing? This brought them back to their senses, but as they ruefully surveyed the eats one girl missed the chicken from her plate, Miss Lue, do ghosts eat? — Ghosts! You silly child, there are no ghosts. But I saw something with horrible looking eyes spring across the room and my chicken is gone. Really! If you are so hungry that vou get up at midnight to eat, I should think you might be willing to share with a famished ghost. However I met Nicodemus in the hall as I came up. and I think I will take all this food down to him and save some bad headaches tomorrow. Nicodemus, by the aid of the broom, was soon on the back porch. He had been compelled to run for his life, but concluded it was worth it all. after the entertainment he enjoyed. 31 N. S. ' 22.