Wheaton College - Nike Yearbook (Norton, MA)

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ENVELOPES, AND RED I really can’t see why the girls always avoid the Bursar’s office. Miss Dunkle is a gem, but maybe it’s the money angle. Well, I'm a realist. You can’t get something for nothing, I always say. Those are the old stand-bys—my gals. ‘The new deans are just as pleasant, so I hear. I don’t really see much of them. (That dog 5S scares the life out of me!) ‘They're both try- ing to educate me, I think. A nice note from Miss Colpitts the other day. And yesterday TAPE Mr. and Mrs. May walked right by me, talk- ing about Greece. Very interesting. Downstairs in the Ad building is just as hectic, believe me. Mr. Fillmore tries to right all the wrongs in this woman’s world. How do they find the time to break so many radios? ‘—Then Miss Goddard searches for all the out-of-print books, and fixes combinations that won’t work, and so on. A grand bunch, but, thank you just the same, I'll stay right here.

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PINI AV VAC is that song the girls sing? I ought to remember—best acoustics “way up here on top of the chapel. Oh yes—‘‘Every time we say good-bye, I cry a little You know, that reminds me of somebody. No, not the girl (LesH@mld say female I sup- pose when@€ferring-to; peacocks) Snot the one I left behindétn ‘Fallahassee, But-oum, favorite cheekanvgith ever-at Information? Miss Wun- ham. -atouldn have that job “fer million feathers’ Amagine how huery 'd8ét“around midnight every Saturday night. And ZLIESS the-onls informmadon ll candegive is which way the winc.-biows. ; Pretty grand bunichyover there inj the= d building! Miss Townsend with her Syileand a chéety heN@ for évetybody. She must’ be- provid ohallethe girls., Why, AAryas proud as a peacdekind Wdidne® have. a thingy to do with theirs berng“Nere” “Prospective fresh- men’ —Dayondenmwhornvented thac richtful phrase? i a Then Miss Noves=atwinkle, a gav laugh, and she’s “one of us”. Summer school credits, upsetting exam schedules, class conflicts, room riots (in April, isn’t it?)—she can have ‘em! It seems like a girl-sized crossword puzzle to me. A gold star to Miss Noyes for her sunny disposition, 7 1 SLIPS, YELLOW

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GIVE AND TAKE I Mer A TRAVELER FROM AN ANTIQUE LAND VULNERABLE DOUBLED AND REDOUBLED Nie VARIED than the winds turning our peacock, more colorful than his plumage—our faculty, so well remembered. Hai to THEE, BLITHE Spirir! A swift turn to the blackboard, a swift scrawl of the chalk, and voila—Mrs. Miller has made another point. To Mrs. MacKenzie, all the classroom’s a stage, and all the students an audience (for Shakespeare). Mr. Ram- seyer comes out of chapel, his walk as full of music as the briefcase swinging from his hand. And “Alexander's Ragtime Band” has so much verve at the hands of Miss Trask that the cry goes up, “Play it again and we'll Charleston!” Field trips may mean frostbite and a five a.m. start, but the true scientist murmurs not, except at the sight of another sparrow, or one of the special MacCoy box lunches. That cute freshman? Oh, that’s Mrs. Tenney. She was nice about opening the door for me. Miss Bush taps for the next slide. “When you see this cathedral, note the play of light on the forms.” And you realize you've just got to go abroad. Mr. Sharp peers over his glasses and smiles wryly, adjusting his tweed coat as a Miltonic mist floats through the air. Miss Avitabile is ever patient—‘“No, class is just beginning; you want to say hello, not good- bye, don’t your” Miss McKee, grasping her Hershey, encourages, “Let’s all pull together, people. You're 18