Wellesley College - Legenda Yearbook (Wellesley, MA)

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% Miss S. — Well, sometimes there are reasons. But the Barnswallows dance I was telling you about conies soon, and the Sophomores give you a grand reception in October, and the Juniors give you a play. They are going to have it before Christmas this year, to make up for the lateness of their reception to us. That ' s the see saw way they always do things. Field Day is coming along, too, and Hallowe ' en. Why, you will be packing your trunk for the Christmas vacation in no time I Miss B. —It seems very far off now : I wish it didn ' t seem so far off. Don ' t Freshmen have to study all the time? Father was afraid I should have to work too hard, but brother said if Wellesley was anything like Smith he guessed we needn ' t worry. Miss S. — Of covtrse you will have to work, or wliy sliould you come to college ? But all the good times seem twice as pleasant because of it, and you needn ' t worry about math. Hardly any of us flunked, though, of course, 1904 is an especially good class. I ' m so glad you enter on certificate. Miss B. — All my teachers gave me special recommen- dations, and I have a certificate of health. Shall I show them to my new teachers, or shall I send them to Miss Hazard? Miss S. — You needn ' t do either; your work will speak tor itself. By the way, do you see that tall girl in a blue shirtwaist? She ' s a Senior — Eleanor Symonds. Miss B. — Is she a Senior? Oh! I ' ve always longed to see a Senior. She doesn ' t look very old. Is that another Senior with her? They seem to be ha ' ing a very good time. Miss S. — They are. It ' s sncli fun to get back! No; that ' s a She ' s the best dancer in college and she 3h domn ' i loo ( uer(j clci Junior — Helen Whipple skates beautifully. Miss B. — I can dance the two-step, but I can ' t dance the waltz very well. I didn ' t think they would dance at college. How can they, when there aren ' t any men? Miss S. — Dancing without men is one of the least surprising things we do here. But we ' re almost there! Now remember those bits of advice I gave you, and, above all things, don ' t confide in anyone but , Sophomores. Here we are! Come this way, I ' ll see you safely to© College Hall. Oh, Ruth! A. S. 26

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he said it was a ver} ' II. Miss Stevenson. — Then you think I know a great many girls? Perhaps I do. In a month you will have met a hundred, since 3 ' ou are to be at College Hall. Miss Bradford. — I knew one Wellesley girl; she graduated in ' 93. She was my Latin teacher and I thought she was lovely. She made me think of coming to Wellesley instead of Smith. Brother wanted me to go to Smith, because he knew some Smith girls. Miss S. — Never mind, he will be glad you came to Wellesley when he knows more about it. Isn ' t it queer to think that if we had gone to Smith we should be saying these same things, only the other way ? Though I can ' t believe I could be so anxious to see any other girls as I am to see my friends here. Did you say -ou had never been to Wellesley? Miss B. — Yes; but father came once ten years ago, and large school. He was afraid it would be lonely for new pupils. Miss S. — O everyone is a little homesick at first, but that soon wears off. We ' ll look out for you. That ' s one of the nicest things about the Sophomore class — the way it looks out for Freshmen ; 1904 will do its part. I only hope you will be as grateful as we were to 1903. If ever you personal!}- need advice about class elections or anj thing, just come to me. There ' s a Christian Association reception to your class next Sat- urday, and Sunday is Flower Sunday, with pretty ceremonies that I won ' t spoil for you by describing. You must wear a white gown if you have one. Miss B. — I have a white organdie ; it was my graduation dress. Would that do ? Miss S. — Just the thing. And next Tuesday you must be sure to go to Chapel, for the Seniors will wear cap and gown for the first time. Still, of course, you will always go. Miss B. — Oh! of course; I suppose everyone alwaj ' s goes? 25

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The Rime of the Frightened Sophomore (IN TWO PARTS) PART I A scared 1903 meetcth three gallants, bidden to a council meeting and de- taineth one. The faculty is spell- bound by the eye of the poor forlorn Miss, and con- strained to hear her tale. It is a much scared Sophomore, And she stoppeth one of three. By thy tear-stained face and blood-shot eye, Now wherefore stopp ' st thou me ? The council ' s doors are opened wide, And I must haste therein ; They are all met, and each is set : May ' st hear them chin and chin. She holds her with a trembling hand, Where is my spade, quoth she, Hold off! unhand me, meddling loon ! Eftsoons her hand drops she. She holds her with her blood-shot eye — The faculty stands still, She listens like a three years ' child ; The Sophomore hath her will. The faculty sits on a stone : She cannot go before ; And thus speaks on that frightened Miss, That red-eyed Sophomore. 27