Washington Seminary - Facts and Fancies Yearbook (Atlanta, GA)

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t ., A ,S 0. 11' m , The Masquerade By ELLEN VIRGINIA Cox Characters: Hildcgarde Whitney - .---..- .--- J ulia Meador Howard Warren - . -.-.-- Edna Rufty Blue Boy - - - - -Wilhelmine Winerieh Alice Blue Gown ---- Edith Marshall The Maid ---. Mrs. Whitney . -----.-.-- Ruth Whidden . - . - . - - .Pearl Rafelman Dancers .--. - - Mary Anne Haley, Elizabeth Price ACT 1. qscENE IJ fCurtain rises on n drawing room, in rear of which are seen life size paintings of Blue Boy and Alice Blue Gown. Hildegarde is seated in front of Alice Blue Gown. J Hildegarde: Oh! Picture Girl, was there ever such a miserable girl as I? Loving Howard as I do and knowing--yes, for I do know that he loves me, Picture. But I am afraid that is as far as it will ever go, just because he is afraid that father will think he is a fortuneehunter. Oh, I wish there were no such thing as money. Maid Centersj: Everything is ready for the masquerade, Miss Hildegarde. The dress- maker's boy has just come with your costume, and cook says if you have time, will you please come and see if the cakes are all right. Hildegarde: Thank you, Mary. Tell cook that I will be sure to come in and see the cakes-and Mary, has mother come in yet? Maid: No, Miss, but she just called and said that she would be here in time to dress. ls there anything else now? Hildegarde: Yes. When Mr. Warren comes, show him in here. I think he will be a little early: he usually is for my parties. EXIT CCurtain falls to indicate passing of 30 minutesj Maid Centersj: CShows into drawing room Howard Warren. costumed as Blue Boyn: glances from his costume to the two pictures with ill-concealed astonishment and merrimentj: Miss Hildegarde will be down in a few minutes. Mr. Howard. Howard: Thanks, and will you please carry these flowers up to her? Maid: Yes, sir: is there anything else now? Howard: No, thank you. CExit maidj. fHoward compares his costume with that of Blue Boy's. and after a pausej 1 Well. old f .. itll .,5T:,' V IU -.X 75.15 xg 3 t , i I Xlllff IIN! M 1 lu' 4 i . I - r i. -1' , I ffc '. 41.-- -- x Q- X

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. The Passing of the Brownstone Front The last few years have seen a great change come over that old street of streets. Famed in song and story, Peachtree Street is known throughout the world. But the constant drive of the hammer and the piercing sound of the electric drill bring to mind that the old fashionable Peachtree of the gay nineties is fast becoming a bustling commercial center. One by one the old brownstone houses are being torn down and replaced by skyscrapers. These houses were the pride of the town and the center of the social life of Atlanta, The iron deer that disported themselves over the lawn were the sign of social superiority. These houses of many-turreted arches and porte-cocheres were a wonder to behold, The black walnut stairs and stained glass windows from which often floated strains of I Dreamt that l Dwelt in Marble Halls are the horror of modern architects. But for all that they are the symbol of gay, happy days, when flappers were young ladies embroidering daisies, cattails, and peacock feathers on plush throws for the mantel, and prac- ticing the genteel art of fainting. Those were the days of parlors filled with horse hair furniture, family albums, and marble topped tables. Young gentlemen of the day were wont to haunt the windows of their be- loved, sending forth heartrending melodies of Sweet Adeline. The younger generation often indulged in a strenuous game of Croquet, or, Well chap- eroned, danced the polka, or if very daring, waltzed to the strains of the Blue Danube. The Walls of the ghostly old houses echoed with a happy gaiety that we of this hectic day can never experience. For with the passing of these old brownstone fronts, pass forever the old gay Victorian days. CATI-IARINE Noncnoss, '27. U I N W -,nun-.fx ' r, X H! X K 7 W se, it 'aw 1 ' ll . X, . - ffgg iff - .- r T7 an 4...-A

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O c ' ' N c 'fellah', we are in the same garb tonight: but I'll bet you were never in as bad a muddle as I am. No one could ever have had such hard luck. Why did I have to fall in love with the sweetest girl in the world, when I haven't enough money to buy her candy and flowers, much less ask her to marry me. tEnter Hildegarde in costume of Alice Blue Gown j I-Iilly-why Hilly, look! CI-le points to the two pictures, then to their costumesy We are dressed like those two pictures. Gee Whiz, isn't that funny? Hilly: Yes, it is a coincidence, anyway. and Howard. thanks ever so much for the flow- ers: they are perfectly lovely. Howard: I'm glad you like them, Hilly. Gee. but you look wonderful tonight. and you know, I-Iilly, it seems ages since I've seen you. I-lilly: Why Howard, we went to church together yesterday. Howard: Well, it seems a long time, anyway. Hilly: Oh, there are Bob and Irene at the door. We must go out! tExitJ. QBlue Boy steps out of picture and over to Alice Blue Gown.J Blue Boy: Come, girl. here is our chance to be human for a night, and at the same time do a good turn. Girl: Well, I am willing to try anything once. even being human. but I don't see where the good turn comes in. Blue Boy: I'll tell you. then: I am going to propose to Hildegarde, and you are going to make Howard propose to you, then we will step back into our frames, and they, thinking they are engaged to each other. will marry and be happy for ever and ever. Don't you see. Girl? Girl: Well, that sounds very easy, but I am not used to making strange men propose to me. Blue Boy: That's not very strange. this being the first time you've ever been alive: but really. Girl. all joking aside. don't you see how much happiness it will mean to Hxldegarde, whom we have loved since she was a baby? Won't you try anyhow, Girl? Girl: Yes. I will try. CTurns to tableh. Here are two masks. Isn't that lucky? You put on one and I'll put on the other, and we can fool anyone. fCurtainl. ACT II. KSCENE Il lCurtain rises on sun parlor. with ballroom showing in rear. Soft music is heard. Blue Boy and Hilly enter and are seatedl Blue Boy: Who is that boy dressed as Nero? You gave him even more dances than you gave me. Hillyz Why Howard, I did not. You know I gave you over half of my dances, which was extremely impolite, since I am the hostess. Besides. that is a new boy in town. and I had to be nice to him. He is Allan Gilchrist. the son of the new Fourth National Bank president. ft K k HH t A X f TIA .cm ae - get e-- - ' Z '! - R 3 I ,C-