Wells College - Cardinal Yearbook (Aurora, NY)

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Junior 19mm Gllummittee Miss Catharine Merridith, Chairman Miss Helen Thomas, Ex-Gflioio Miss Lucia Mundorf Miss Ada Kieffer Miss Elisabeth Morss Miss Marjorie Shipherd Miss Helen Schroeder Miss Ruth Staley 93

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costume and color scheme planned two months before, and try to look as if every day were Prom day with you! Your particular friend is to arrive on the morning train. But, as usual, there is a wreck on the Lehigh Valley. After hanging out the third floor window till you're dizzy and after cutting all your classes just for nothing at all, you decide that, Noi he couldn't have lost his way just from the station to the college-but still he may have gotten the wrong date- you always were a wretched writer and yet and yet-, just then you bite your lip for the last time, for here he is- just rolling up in the Polhamus machine from Merrifield. The rest of the day is spent in walks to Moonshine and occasional ice cream sodas at the drug store. One other little annoyance just before the dance, the man who is to lead with the President is the only one who fails to appear. Frantically you apply ice bags and fans to your Beloved President until news comes that he is on his way in a machine, which true to tradition, broke down at just the psychological moment, so he can't possibly arrive for a couple of hours. A Leader is borrowed from a friend who really would rather not march anyway and at nine o'clock as you join in line to the strains of the Marching Song, you think all your dreams have come true. You try to overlook your gloves bought from a friend who wears seven-and-a-quarter-you wear five-and-a-half-and your slippers two sizes too small, and devote your time wholly to entertaining your partner. He is a hopeless conversationalist but does seem appreciative of the decora- tions. The gym is a pink and white bower of beauty. During intermissions you stroll around and pick apple- blossoms off the wall! CYes! in the last five minutes before dinner you made five thousand of those little flowers to fill in the spaces left bare by the five hundred dollar decorators ll You much prefer orchestra chimes to seven o'clock break- fast chimes-you do the fifty-yard dash with Ern-, the Early Victorian two-step with Grey haired George, the Gaby Glide with I-hn, you cut half your dances to do the Yale 95