Westminster College - Argo Yearbook (New Wilmington, PA)

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THE 1913 Amo ilVliss Elizabeth C. Torrey Graduated from Wellesly College in 1903. Since then' she has taken up as her life-work the care and training of young ladies. For two years shehheld the local and territorial sec- retaryship of the New England Y. W. C. A. Then for five years preceding her coming here she was head of a girls' dormitory at North- field. Seminary, at which institution she also taught English and Bible. Her present posi- tion dates from September, 191 1.

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