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sentative. These achievements, and I hope I shall not be chided for avowing it, led me to believe that our class was the epitome of perfection. The term beginning February '39 was highlighted by a skating party. We, as fourth termers, disported ourselves at the Ifordham Skating Rink, and between tumbles glided gracefully over the polished floor. Our movements were rhythmic as we skated to music low and sweet. Then we were enthralled by an entertainment presented by some of the more versatile members of our class. Later in the semester, I became acquainted with the vocal talents of the upper termers when I attended a performance of the Gilbert and Sullivan operetta, Iolanthe. I was both amazed and delighted by their excellent performance. It was shortly thereafter that I realized half of my high school career had been terminated: I fervently hoped that the remaining half would be as delightful as this had been. After spending ten wonderful weeks vacationing, I was again ready to continue my pursuit of knowledge in September '39. To my complete gratihcation, the Hfth semester hike was held on an idyllic autumn day. W'e convened at our neighboring school, De Witt Clinton, and from there proceeded to hike to our destination, Tibbett's Brook Park. There we indulged in games and sports. We were an extremely fatigued but happy group when we departed for our various homes late that after- noon. There was a great deal of excitement while we prepared for the hrst IfValton Fair. The majority of clubs were represented at booths wherein were displayed samples of various crafts. Very interesting was the chemistry club's demonstration of how the salves and facial preparations with which young ladies tint their countenances are compounded. Our class seemed to be imbued with the spirit of journalism, for we again produced a paper. This one bore the appellation, Fifth Termite. We were fortunate to have in Walton a dramatic circle which was named The Curlain Callers. I witnessed a presentation at which three plays were given. These were The Old Lady Shows Her Ilfledals, T121.l7'.YIlCljl Evening, and A Game of Chess. I was extremely im pressed with the artistic quality of the performances. lt was with satisfaction I realized that I was no longer one ol' the younger members of my school,-that I had made a place for myself in this bustling societyg and with the advent of the sixth semester the question in my mind was: Who shall escort me to the Junior Dance? I found it necessary to list all the eligible gentlemen of my acquaintance and number them in order of my preference. The dance, held in our gymnasium, was well worth every gray strand which appeared in my hair during that period of anguish and intense anxiety.
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l I E fl ., ilgillttl 'Xl ivtitliti li 1 lu e fr1s, '13e n u f It lil l ii :l k x ti! vu t 1: I lllfffx 'X g l .- it-fEt i7g?'2f , I 1 sf: 'K-Ni l- 'ir to e fl I 1 if ' l ll t iv i f H rl Munir mammiscns or Intzmate Revelations Dear Auzlie1zce.' At long last came, in September '37, the moment which I had eagerly awaited. I entered the portals of the institute which became my Alma Mater. I encountered the curious stares of my fellow students, but soon I adjusted myself to my new and unfamiliar surroundings. During the first week there was such a multitude of documents to be written that I was certain my digits were paralyzed forever. An activity very popular among the young ladies of my new school was gymnastics for which the costume, I blush to admit, was green bloomer dresses. I was hesitant about attiring myself in this suit, for the leg to the knee and even a bit of the thigh were exposed, but once thus outhtted, I felt myself a full-fledged member of the VValton community. In February '38, I bade adieu to the Annex and to my first term. I was bewildered by the immensity of the Main Building but was soon acclimated. My interest veered to the approaching dramatic tournament in which each of the various terms partici- pated. Each term presented a play which the students strove to enact to tl1e best of their ability. The skits were greatly enjoyed by all. The coveted laurels were won by the sixth and eighth tCI'1TlCl'S. The next term began notably with the addition of many students to our midst. Some of these young ladies were familiar, for they had been my classmates at the Annexg however, while traversing the lengthy corridors, I espied many strange visages. Many new students come from junior high schools. The young ladies of the upper classes made the entire third term feel very welcome by giving an elaborate General Organization fete to entertain and acquaint the students with each other. We were greeted on all sides by the smiling countenances of the Arista members who very politely answered our many queries. They served refreshments which were greatly appreciated by all who partook of the delicacies. Our class seemed to be remarkable in so far as during the few terms that we had been in I'Valton, we had broken with tradition several times. YVC dabbled in journalism, and a paper resultedg we dabblecl in politics, and the result was a third term repre-
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Our term representative, in the course of her campaign, had promised us a ping-pong tournament. The young ladies who were desirous of achieving a triumph in this game of paddling a light celluloid ball back and forth, diligently practised in every spare moment. I am afraid that most of their efforts were rendered valueless because only one person attained the title. Mlhen the term was at an end, I awaited with feverish excitement the coming of my senior year. It was September 1940. A new vista opened before me, for I was now a senior. The Hrst event of this term, a picnic at Clove Lake Park, was a festive and jovial occasion. The most amusing incident was the faculty-student baseball game at which our pedagogical staff revealed themselves to be full of fun and ex- tremely sporting. Some time after this affair I saw a superb performance of George Bernard Shaw's Pygmalion. It was produced by our own Dramatic Society. To my amazement, the cast was so completely in character that one couldn't recognize the individuals. My very last term! In those four words were synthesized my hopes and fears. But once activities commenced, I had no time for reflection. First there was the excitement over our senior hats. These appeared in the form of blue flannel crew caps, and I never saw a more charming sight than that of hundreds of these chapeaux perched claintily atop the complicated coiffures of the seniors. A few young ladies wore them to the Hrst Varsity Show presented in VValton. It was an excellent theatrical representa- tion, written, produced, and enacted by some of my classmates without faculty supervision. Red Letter Day was a gala occasion. Our Present World was its theme, and the young ladies presented themselves as F'llg'llI.1If?.Y from Lily Daclze, comic cartoon personalities, dowagers from Park Avenue, ballet dancers, and fairy tale personages. Never have I witnessed such unique scenes. This extraordinary day had for its piece dc resistance, Class Niglzl, and a htting climax it was. It was on Friday evening, May ninth, that I beheld a veritable transmutation. My schoolmates were transformed into shimmer- ing butterflies. Our Senior Ball, held at the Hotel Roosevelt. was the most delightful affair I have ever attended. The young ladies who, because of one obligation or another, were unable to attend the ball, celebrated with a luncheon at the Hotel Taft. Both these functions were delightful and memorable. A nostalgic note attached itself to Ivy Day. At this beautiful and impressive ceremony the Senior class planted a sprig of ivy, and each girl carried the hope in her heart that the memory of the class of June '41 would remain as green as that hit of vine. At the conclusion of the singing, each girl's eyes were dewed with tears. Ah Vllaltonl Many were the happy days, and few the sad, that I spent within your portals. ELEANOR KOORI-IAN and ADRIICNNE Osiuusm'
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