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A'JABBERWOCKY
(Apologies to Lewis Carroll)
"Imperious Prima flashes forth Her edict "to begin it":
In gentler tones Secunda hopes "There will be nonsense in it!" While Tertia interrupts the tale Not more than once a minute.
Anon, to sudden silence won, In fancy they pursue The dream-child moving through a land Of wonders wild and new, In friendly chat with bird or beast— And half believe it true."
NORTHAMPTON SCHOOL FOR GIRLS 1938
EDITORIAL STAFF
Editor-in-Chief—DOROTHY WARNER
Literary Editor--MAUREEN O'BRIEN
Art Editor—HELEN WOODS
Photographic Editor—MARY FALLON
Business Ma/rigger—MARGARET MOHLER
Assistant Editors— RYE MACEVOY, BETTY ROBERTS
Assistant Art Editor—LORRAINE HINSDALE
Assistant Business Managers—ALICE SMITH, ESTHER WINN
Consulting Staff—ANN GRAUSTEIN, KATHERINE HALL
Class Representatives—MARY ELLEN WINSHIP, BETTY SMITH
Faculty Advisor—MISS RUTH E. DUNHAM
DEDICATION
Alice thought. "She has knowledge, charm, and beauty. She is what I should like to be, so I shall dedicate my book to her."
INTRODUCTION
As the end of her stay in Wonderland approached, Alice suddenly realized that the whole time had disappeared very quickly. It seemed a very, indeed an extraordinarily, short time since she had slipped through the tunnel and along the hilly and beautiful New England countryside to Wonderland. At first the sudden change in elevation and the hard bump hurt her, and she remembered, feeling rather foolish now and a little like the Cheshire Cat, what an enormously large pool of tears she had shed on the departure of her parents and how she had almost drowned the little Dormouse. She will always remember the kindness of the two Queens who took away all thought of tears, the guidance of the Mad Duchess who helped her through the dangers of the forest (The Duchess called these dangers boards. Alice didn't know why,but the Duchess said funny things anyway). She remembered the friendly cooperation of the White Rabbit and the little Dormouse, the fun of the Mad Tea Parties, and the beauties of Wonderland. Today recalling the pleasures of the past years in Wonderland, she pauses for a moment before going on, to offer this book of memories to those who have been so kind.
THE JABBERWOCKY • 0 1938
SENIORS
BARBARA BENTLEY "Bobbie"
MASSACII USETTS STATE
Talking in a hurried, nervous manner, smiling at everything that was said.
MARY ALICE BLAGUE "Mabs" SMITH
Student Council '38
Now if you'll only attend, kitty, and not talk so much.
ENID RUTH BROOKS "Enid" CONNECTICUT
Middler Usher '37 Social Secretary '38 Treasurer-Secretary of Glee Club '38 Christmas Play '36,'37 Prince in May Queen's Court '37, '38
"Somebody said," Alice whispered, "that it's done by everybody minding their own business!"
JEAN MARGARET COOLEY "Jean" VASSAR
Middler Usher '37
Alice put her foot down—lca-thump. And Rabbit said, "Shhhhhh ."
MURIEL PIERCE CUMMINGS "Petie" SMITH
President of Glee Club '38
"You are a nice little girl," the Dormouse said, (grudgingly), "and you sing 80 sweetly. I quite like you.,,
HELEN JANE WOODS "Tootsie"
COOPER UNION ART SCHOOL
Art Editor of Year Book '38
And you'd have deserved it, you little,'mischievous darling.
MARY ELIZABETH FALLON "Fal" SMITII
Photographic Editor of Year Book '38
She generally gave herself very good advice, though she very seldom followed it.
MARION LOUISE GILBERT SMITII
Speak crossly to your little boy And beat him when he sneezes. He only does it to annoy, Because he knows it teases.
VICARY GRATTON "Vicky" SMITH
Treasurer of Athletic Association '38 Lady-in-Waiting May Day Court '38
"What a quiet little girl," Alice said. But that was before they became acquainted.
ANN GRAUSTEIN "Annie" Wri-trsteaf
Christmas Jester '38 May Day Jester '38
She's a dear, good creature," he repeated softly to himself, as he opened his memorandum-book. "Do you spell 'creature' with a double `e'?"
"Weezie"
THE
JABBERWOCKY 0 0 1938
JANE MARIE GREIST "Greist"
SMITH
Vice President Stronach House '34
May Day Play '36
President of Junior Class '35
Librarian of Glee Club '36
President of Peace Club '37
President of Student Council '37
School Song Leader '37
"Oh! Then yours wasn't a really good school," said the Mock Turtle in a tone of great relief. "Now, at ours, they had, at the end of the bill, 'French, music, and odds—extra!"
SONJA GRIMSTAD "Sunny"
UNIVERSITY OF MICHIGAN
"Mine is a longs long tale," said the mouse, turning to Alice and sighing.
KATHERINE PEIRCE HALL "Kathie"
WILLIAM AND MARY
Treasurer of Dramatic Club '38
Christmas Play '38
Lady-in-Waiting in May Court '38
At this moment the Unicorn sauntered by them, with his hands in his pockets. "I had the best time of it!" he said to the King, just glancing at him as he passed.
JANET ELIZABETH HARRINGTON
SMITH
"It looked good natured," she thought. "Jan"
Class Captain White Basketball '38
CONSTANCE HILLS "Connie"
SMITH
Christmas Play '36
Treasurer of Athletic Association '36
He unfolded the paper as he spoke, and added "It isn't a letter, after all: it's a set of verses."
LORRAINE HINSDALE "Larry"
GARLAND SCHOOL
White Team Captain '38
Hathaway President '38
Lady-in-Waiting in May Court '38
Christmas Play '38
"'Tis so", said the Duchess: "and the moral of that is—'0h, 'tis love, 'tis love that makes the woi Id go 'round!"
PHYLLIS MADINE HOLCOMB
UNIVERSITY OF VERMONT
I took a corkscrew from the shelf: I went to wake them up myself.
ELIZABETH MARIAN JOINSON "Betty MOUNT HOLYOKE
Secretary Dramatic Club '38
May Day Play '37
Christmas Play '38
She took down a jar from ane of the shelves as she passed; it was labelled 'Peanut Butter and Marshmallow', but to her disappointment it wa, empty.
MARJORIE KAHLMEYER "Marge" SMITH
Vice President Senior Class '38
"Well, I should like to be a little larger, Sir, if you don't mind," said Alice: "Three tnches is such a wretched height to be."
JEAN LASKEY
SIMMONS
Maybe it's barley-sugar and such things that make children sweet-tempered.
"Maze'
"Jeanie"
THE JABBERWOCKY 0 • 1938
DOROTHY RYERSON MACEVOY VASSAR
Christmas Play '38
Librarian of Glee Club '38
Assistant Editor of Year Book '38
Child of the pure unclouded brow And dreaming eyes of wonder! "Rye"
KATHERINE ADELINE MARTIN "Katie" NORTH CAROLINA
Treasurer of Senior Class '38
Treasurer of Peace Club '38
Christmas Pageant '38
Class Captain of Basketball Team '38
It tires me so that generally I go to bed again the next minute after I get up: and sometimes I go to bed again a minute before I get up! Did you ever hear of anyone being so tired as that?
DOROTHY DEANE MERRICK "Dottie" MOUNT HOLYOKE
Now, I dare say you noticed, the last time you bumped into me, that I was looking rather thoughtful?
HELEN RUTH MILLER SMITII
President of Senior Class '38
Christmas Day Pageant '38
May Day Play '38
Alice fell a long, long way before she came to Wonderland
MARGARET ALICE MOHLER “migs), SWARTII MORE
Merchant of Venice '37
Secretary of Middler Class '37
Secretary of Student Council '37
President of Athletic Association '38
President of International Relations Club '38
Business Manager of Year Book '38
May Day Play '38
"Oh, bother arithmetic", said Alice.
THE JABBERWOCKY • 1938
MAUREEN O'BRIEN SMITII
Student Council '33, '34
May Day Page '33, '34
Williston-Northampton Play '35
Literary Editor of Year Book '38
Treasurer of Middler Class '37
• Christmas Play '33, '34, ':35
Alice could not help laughing at this even in the midst of her tears.
MARLYNN PERKINS "Perk" GARLAND SCIIOOL
When she thought it over afterwards, it occured to her that she ought to have wondered at this.
HELEN LOUISE RICHASON SMITII
I'll do it as well as I can.
ELIZABETH NEELY ROBERTS "Betty" SMITII
Christmas Pageant '37
President of Student Council '38
Vice-Pres. of International Relations Club '38
Secretary of Christian Association '38
Assistant Editor of Year Book '38
Maid of Honor in May Day Court '38
"Oh," said Alice to the White Rabbit, "The world is so full of interesting things. May I see them all please?"
ALICE ANDRUS SMITH "Al" SCRIPPS
Treasurer of Dramatic Club '37
House President of Hathaway '37
Page in May Day Court '37
Middler Usher '37
President of Christian Association '38
Flower Girl in May Day Court '38
"It's a very good height indeed!" said the Caterpillar angrily, rearing itself upright as it spoke (it was easily three inches high).
"Richie"
JABBERWOCKY 0 0 1938
MADELINE ELIZABETH STERNBERGER "Libby"
SMITH
Secretary of Student Council '37
Treasurer of Camera Club '38
I have not seen thy sunny face, Nor heard thy silver laughter.
DOROTHY MARGARET WARNER "Done"
SARAH LAWRENCE
Business Manager of Pegasus '37
President of Camera Club '37
Chairman of Graduation Dance '37
President of Camera Club '38
Editor-in-Chief of Pegasus '38
Captain Green Team Basketball '38
Vice-President of Student Council '38
Lady-in-Waiting in May Day Court '38
Editor-in-Chief of Year Book '38
"You should see where I live," said Alice. "It has the softest grass, the bluest sky, and the biggest trees you've ever seen." "Yes, I suppose it has," the White Rabbit agreed, to save argument.
JANET CAROLYN WARREN "Jan" UNDECIDED
The Dormouse slowly opened his eyes. "I wasn't asleep," he said in a hoarse, feeble voice. "I heard every word you fellows were saying."
ESTHER WILLARD WINN "Winnie"
SMITH
Student Council '37
President of Middler Class '37
Secretary of Senior Class '38
Student Council '38
Associate Business Manager Year Book '38
Captain White Soccer Team '38
May Queen '38
You must be very happy, living in this wood, and being glad when you like.
JEANNE TOURO WOLFF "Jean"
SMITH
Typist for Pegasus '38
Alice went down the garden path to see how her favorite bed of violets was getting on. She saw Rabbit and stopped in her usual cheery manner to say "hello" and pass the time of day.
"In which Alice dons her best blue frock with the pearl buttons down the back and is whisked off to dancing class, picnics, Williston, Fairlee. and other pleasant sociables."
IN WHICH ALICE GOES A PICNICING!
OU can't think how glad I am to see you again, you dear old thing!" The phrase rang in Alice's ears as everyone at the picnic was getting acquainted, or just getting acquainted again. The beach at Hadley was large and Alice wondered why everyone was squashed at one end. Sitting down with them all she found that that was where the food was. Some one said, "Alice dear, have another doughnut." Offended, Alice remarked "I haven't even had one yet so I can't take another." Then some one said,"I think it's easier to take more than less." And with that a box was thrust under her nose, and Alice emerged, well fed, and well covered with powdered sugar.
There was a Dormouse talking next to her, someone she didn't know at all, but every one was feeling friendly, and soon Alice knew everybody.
After eating, the whole assembly played what Alice had always called' baseball. Even the Red Queen and the White Queen played which made the game much more fun because Alice had never played with Queens and Duchesses before. There was much cheering and much surprise when the Queens' team won.
Next Alice went on a picnic to Ashfield. She stood in a field thoughtfully munching a mushroom after climbing a minor Alp in back of the house. Suddenly she decided to go in the house to dance, which she never did unless she was allowed to do it in her own peculiar way. But there were lots of people dancing in a peculiar way so Alice spent a happy afternoon, even singing once in a while.
There was a bridge across the river that was so high that Alice felt like an ant looking up at it. It was the French King and it stretched its huge span across the Connecticut River. At this picnic she spent most of her time taking very artistic pictures of the valley, and climbing down to the river. There was some trouble when it was time to go home because some of the girls had gone too far away and much to Alice's surprise the Red Queen whistled through her teeth with such force that it brought the girls racing back to the taxis, where all were accounted for and packed in.
Mt. Tom was a reservation where there was a tall tower, huge pine trees, and long tables just like the ones she had seen at the Mad Tea Party only the people didn't move up a place when they had finished eating to start all over again at the next place. Instead they nearly went blind cooking hamburgers over a smoky fire. She loved these and ate quite a few, but every one else did too, so it was quite all right especially as it was the last picnic. Ann Graustein.
WARNING
(written at Kenilworth Castle)
Tread lightly on these ruins
Lest you should stir
Some long forgotten ghost.
Breathe gently on these rocks and stones
Lest your breath
Disturb the dust of centuries. Betty Roberts.
FAIRLEE
LICE'S head was bulging—(with knowledge, mind you!). For days she had been taking all kinds of bitter pills and medicines labeled "read me","eat me","take notes on me","exam schedule", and her brain had jumped miraculously from a minute speck to all of 7 inches around and three inches thick. This hill was a steep one but she just walked backwards reading a textbook over her shoulder by means of a pocket mirror and soon exam week was a thing of the past, if there is any past to Wonderland. Of a suddenness the Queens popped up —one on each side and said "off to Fairlee--wheee!" Rabbit looked abashed, Dormouse hopeful, and Alice quite breathless. Mouse yawned once (it had been a hard week) and ventured a squeaky "What's Fairlee"? "It's only just in the next kingdom," said the White Queen."Nothing to be afraid of. The time will whizz with sleeping and skiding—I mean sliding and skiing," said Red Queen. "It's lots of fun! We've been there before." So Alice packed her skis and skates, put her hair up the night before, and went to Fairlee in a big bus one Friday noon. It took a long time to reach Bonnieoaks, which was the place Alice, Rabbit, Dormouse, and the two queens were to spend the weekend, so Alice sang to make the time go faster.
Delightedly Alice discovered when she arrived, a blazing fire and delicious dinner which Father William and his nephew had prepared for her. "I do hope you like our kingdom," he said hospitably. That night Father William pulled Alice all around the frozen lake on a sled. The night was still and calm, the stars winked up from the glassy ice and Alice said to herself, "I must be dreaming". But she was wide awake and this was only the first adventure. Alice, Rabbit and the Dormouse consumed amazing amounts of eggs and pancakes at breakfast the next morning and bounced out into crisp, sparkling air. Alice felt she had never been so happy before—she walked for a long way and took long excited slides down a tobaggon track and went farther up in the hills to ski. "I do wish Big Sister could be here," Alice confided to the Dormouse, "she'd love it SO !If
That afternoon Alice combed her golden curls, the Dormouse slicked his fur, and the Rabbit curled his long pink ears in anticipation of the arrival of the Griffins from Clark School and the Mock Turtles from Dartmouth for dinner and a Lobster Quadrille. "Bei Mir Bist du Shon" gurgled forth many times before at last the fun was over.
The rest of Alice's adventures at Fairlee passed in a happy haze. All too soon it was time to hop in the big bus regretfully, and listen with envy to the Rabbit and Dormouse's farewalls of "See you next year." For Alice this was probably the last time she would see Fairlee as Alice. (You know how stupid she is about turning around and discovering she's someone else.) Leaving Fairlee, Hanover, and the Berkshire mountains crowded in among other delightful adventures she took a big, brown pill from a fat, brown bottle labeled "Back to Normal" and swallowed it sadly.
MacEvoy-Warner.
ALICE GOES TO DANCING CLASS
NE Thursday in October, Alice saw the White Rabbit hurrying past. The Dormouse followed at a distance, really quite waked. Hoping to have another adventure, Alice followed them into a taxicab, where the Duchess sat on the front seat. Everyone in the taxi was talking at once. "How's Bill?" "Are you still Gail?" "Wonder if Cary'll be there!" Just as Alice was getting interested in this conversation the taxi stopped outside a large building. Alice wondered whether she ought to get a little smaller to go in, but she soon discovered that it was a natural-sized door.
Alice looked in, and there were a Dodo, a Fory, and an Eaglet, and Bill, the lizard, and a Gryphon and a Mock Turtle and several other curious creatures. Indeed, Alice almost thought she was in the pond again. The Turtle was in the middle of the room, and he cried out, "Take a partner." There was a mad scramble, and Alice found herself on the arm of a Mock Turtle. Not wishing to seem rude, Alice politely began to make conversation. She inquired from the Mock Turtle if he were going to be there all the time. "No," he answered with a deep sigh, "I'm only a substitute!" Soon the turtle called everyone onto the middle of the floor where he taught them the first step of the lobster quadrille. The creatures changed partners several more times, and then the turtle said, "That's all for tonight." As Rabbit, Mouse, and Alice walked out, the various creatures said "Good-night", and, "We'll see you over there next week." In the taxi Alice felt as talkative as the rest, and decided to be at dancing school, next and every week.
Sally Gavin.
MISS LEWIS
Her object was inspection No matter what objection So under every bed she crept In spite of those who on them slept Until at last her duty kept She rose and from the room she leap't With dust on her complexion.
Kathie Hall
HEAT
A serpent winds about me, binding and strangling me. My breath is choked, my head whirls, And still the undulating coils wind tighter. At last, a breeze has blown to free me from this heat.
Sally Gavin.
In which Alice learns the rudiments of ath-a-letics, is admonished by Council, and joins a club or two.
THE MAD COUNCIL MEETING
I ERE was a great babble in the room down stairs, a frog was dancing to the tune of a peculiar fox trot, Alice was jabbering away to the hatter, some one said "Never!" and furiously threw an inkstand at the Lizard as she spoke. Just as she did this, she noticed that the door leading into the room was slowly coming open. A king walked in. "Get to your places!" he shouted in a voice of thunder and the people began running about in all directions, tumbling up against each other. However, they got settled down in a minute or two and the meeting began. The minutes of the last meeting (which Alice thought should be called hours) were read and approved of, then old business was called for.
President of Hathaway had a little song to sing. Alice listened carefully to every note. It went like this:
Twinkle, twinkle little brat
Now I wonder what you're at
Up about the second floor
I can hear you more and more. and then every one shouted, "Off with their heads!" President of Hathaway said, "They shan't be beheaded yet. I'll give 'em two more chances. Don't you think that's fairer?"
"Right!" was the answer, and right it was, thought Alice, and by this time she had come to the conclusion that council meeting was a very serious matter indeed. Next the Cheshire Cat rose and said that a certain party was too impertinent and suggested that the king speak to that certain party. The king assured them that he would, but reminded them that they must realize that some people aren't quite as old as others and perhaps too much is expected of them.
After long and serious matters were pondered over, the meeting was adjourned. Alice was walking to her room when she saw the Mock Turtle sitting sad and lonely on a little ledge of rock and, as she came nearer she could hear him, sighing as if his heart would break. She patted his brow and said "What's the matter old fellow?" The Mock Turtle said, "I was only copying some one else when I put on this radiant lip stick and vivid nail polish, I really don't like it but I wanted to be like every one else .... sob, sob .... And the frog gave me a warning for it." "Tut, Tut," said Alice,"now will you be good?"
Migs Mohler.
PAPER
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CHRISTIAN ASSOCIATION
TIE DODO-BIRD blew three blasts on his trumpet,summoning all to the Queen's court-room where an announcement was to be made of Alice's accomplishments during the year. As the reading progressed, the White Queen noticed gratefully that just before Thanksgiving Day a group of her subjects had entertained certain friends of the outside world living in their home on South Street. When the account of the Christmas festivities was concluded, the Red Queen was highly appreciative not only because an amusing time was enjoyed by all her citizens, but also because outside her realm others had been made happy and comfortable by generous donations. The Dormouse, Rabbit,and Alice put their heads together and, after buzzing for awhile, looked question marks at the Mad Duchess (who had shrunk, for the moment, being Miss Logan), and wondered where all the buttons and poppy seeds had gone that they dropt in the Christian box every allowance day. The Duchess squared her shoulders, or made an attempt at it, and announced in a loud but squeeky voice that generous sums had been granted to various needy friends, including a place in Kentucky where reeling, rithing, and different branches of arithmetic such as ambition, derision, distraction, uglification, and were taught, free of buttons, to little boys and girls. (I think it is called a school.) The account was then brought to a close, and the two Queens, the Mad Duchess, the Court, and jury unanimously decided that the year had been a busy but successful one.
A. A. Smith, Pres.
GLEE CLUB
S EVERYONE is in a pious mood (since it is Monday night— the day after the Sabbath and the day before lessons begin) all us'ns—Alice, Rabbit, and Dormouse respectively run, hop, and creep over to the meetin' hall. After tuning up a bit and taking sides (that is, soprano and alto) according to the weather and our vocal capacities, we commence to sing in part-form. For nigh onto an hour we hum joyously. Alice singing forth in all the beauty of her maturity, Rabbit doing "middler" well and dormouse—well, dormouse still has a few years to develop!
On March 19, Wonderland inhabitants competed adequately with the Williston choristers in their auditorium and after the contest an alliance in the form of dancing was made and proved to be fun.
And then on May Day Wonderland's chorus really proved herself worthy. Even the birds gathered 'round and joined in with the May day songs and everybody was happy—oh awful happy—'cause it was spring and everything in nature was so pretty and everybody could sing about it.
At graduation pensive Alice sang with all her heart and soul and came very near to drowning in her pool of tears 'cause she was going to leave her Wonderland. Oh dear—but I suppose Alice has jes' gotta grow and grow ...
Petie Cummings,
THE FRENCH CLUB
I E FRENCH Club was organized early in the year and Ginger Munger was elected President, Margaret Harrington, Vice-president. Instead of putting the burden of taking French minutes all on one person, it was decided to have a rotating secretary. In this way everyone had an opportunity to show her proficiency in French. The meetings were conducted entirely in French, and progressed quite well in spite of the handicap of expressing oneself in a foreign language. A reading of "La Grammaire" by LaBiche was presented in the spring for the entire school, and although perhaps not entirely understood, it did prove interesting. Reports were given in meetings on various subjects: foreign correspondents, France, French schools, and French humor. At the same time French poetry anthologies were compiled and enjoyed by everyone, for although we were familiar with many prose authors, we had never acquired any knowledge or interest in French poetry. In order to make Chapel slightly more interesting, the club took charge one morning and conducted it in French. There were enough fluent people in our midst to enable it to be enjoyed by all. Because of the scarcity of time, the French Club was not able to meet as frequently as they should have liked, and consequently comparatively little was actually accomplished. We hope, however, next year to be more active and to accomplish much that there wasn't time for this year.
Ginger Munger.
INTERNATIONAL RELATIONS CLUB
N AS MUCH as the majority of us belong to the International Relations Club believe that World Peace can not be obtained unless a firm efficient form of international government is established, we have tried this year to make ourselves more internationally minded. Each of us chose a nation and when discussions ensued we gave the opinions and reasons for the actions of our particular country in reference to the argument. Consequently, I sincerely believe that#our interest in other lands, our understanding of the people as well as our knowledge of world affairs has increased. We have been fortunate in having here at school several very interesting speakers this year. They were:
Dr Tennes—Armistice Day
Mr. Joseph First—Czechoslovakia
Ruben Markham, the foreign correspondent of the Christian Science Monitor with headquarters in Vienna What's Going on in Europe?
Mr. Hal LeMaistre—Australia
Each speaker was immensely interesting and the club invited the entire school to enjoy them.
Migs Mohler.
THREE REMINISCENCES AFTER MARK TWAIN
I KNOW - - -
I know a spot in the mountains that is beautiful to see early in the morning. I know the tall green pines that shoot#20 up into a sky that is unbelievably clear and blue. I know the earthy, invigorating aroma of the pine needles, and the crackle of them beneath my feet. I know the look of the lake that is so smooth and so still except for the deep noises of the bull-frogs. I know the sound of the dogs barking, and the roosters crowing in the village at the foot of the mountain. I know the beauty of the sky as the sun rises in a myriad of color, and I know the fragrance of the mountain laurel.
I know this same spot at night, when the moon is beaming down upon it, and flooding it with its white light. I know the sounds of the night,— the hooting of the owl, and the plaintive chirping of the frogs. I know the sound of the waterfall as it rushes on through the night, dashing#its foam over the great rocks. I know the dancing of the shadows upon the ground, the cool, delicate evening breezes, and the deep brillance of the star-studded sky.
Mary Fallon.
MY MEMORIES
(The Prize Theme)
I can remember the eight-foot snow that we had in Japan when I was a child of six and how exciting it was when the soft snow fell and kept on falling until I thought it would never stop. I remember climbing out onto the second floor roof from my father's study and sliding off the roof onto the ground. The little space between the top of the pile of snow and#the roof, that had been black, frightened me at first, but after seeing my brother take the trip down safely, I was emboldened to try it. I couldn't ever bear to lag behind him or have him think I was afraid. I talked to myself gently and urged myself onto my sled and sped down the incline to land head first in the snow. Of course, as I was very small, the steep bank of snow seemed much larger than it really was, and I still picture it as very high. After tiring of this sport, I can remember having tried to climb out of the shovelled path onto the huge white snowy blockade and after succeeding in this, I remember that I got my legs and my body so firmly embedded that my dear brother had to endanger himself in order to get me out. It was while he and I were both sunk hopelessly in the snow that I remember smelling the salty odor of the delicious gyunobby and my favorite fuzzy beans came drifting out to me,and I began to wonder whether I should ever be rescued. However, as long as we both had a pair of lusty lungs, I needn't have feared anything like that.
I remember how the snow blocked traffic in the down town district and how all the first floors of the shops were literally snowed under. Every- body walked on the hardened and packed snow along the second story level, but not much shopping could be done, for many of the stores were closed. Although the snow was very inconvenient to most people, it gave me a thrill I shall never forget. To increase the excitement of the unusual fall of snow, old mother Earth decided to give Japan a little earthquake scare.
I shall always remember the dreadful moment when I rushed to the back door and windows and realized that we were snowed in and I asked my parents in a tight, squeaky little voice, "Are we going to die now?" My mother and father eased my fears by telling me that the house wouldn't fall down, and I soon went upstairs to tremble in bed at the terrible rattlings of the windows. I can't remember having slept more than a wink that night, and as I found out afterwards, my parents had all our suitcases packed to leave immediately.
I remember the huge white house, which my grandfather built, and the wonderful estate that we called our yard. In the spring I remember picking big orange pomegranates and sucking each seed, one by one. I can remember the big swing that hung on a branch of the large elm near our tennis court. My brother and I used to swing together, standing up on the board and the time we both fell off and the swing came back and struck me just under my right eye is still vivid in my memory. Poor mother, upon seeing the blood rushing down my face, was frightened because she didn't know just where the wound was. I was rushed to the doctor in a rickshaw and I can remember mother's holding my head and patting my cut gently with a damp cloth. I still remember how she praised me when the doctor sewed up my cut and I didn't let out a single peep.
I know the exact place where my favourite nut tree was and I remember how the top of the tree extended over the solid wooden fence and how, when I was picking up nuts there, I used to hear some Japanese boys scampering around and gathering the nuts that fell on the other side. Our family must have been quite a picture of awe to them, for when I lifted myself up and peeked over the edge, they stared at my strangely white face and scurried away with their supply of nuts. We never played much with the Japanese children because I can remember mother's saying that they always had colds and that colds were catching. However, we did have some playmates in the children of the two other missionary families in Kanazawa. I can remember how mother and Mrs. McKenzie took turns in holding kindergarden for us, and I still remember how I envied Hudson for being able to read such things as, "Baby Ray, Baby Ray, I see you Baby Ray." I remember lying on my stomach beside him on a multi-colored rag rug and looking at his reading book with him, seeing pictures of little fat and rompered Baby Ray playing with a cat and building with blocks. It seems as though I could go on endlessly with my early childhood memories, about the time our family went up a volcanic mountain with father on his motor-cycle and the rest of us in the side-car, about the tanny, the bamboo grove, with its jack-in-the-pulpits and snakes which lay just below our house, about the mad dog that got loose and prowled about the neighborhood until father finally shot it, about the stores and the large rampago where the soldiers practiced, where goats were tended, and where we used to fly our kites on windy days.
Esther Winn.
I CAN REMEMBER
I can remember the sharp quick beating of my heart on my first horseback ride; the high, wide, black horse that just wouldn't stand still while I tried to reach the stirrups with my short, young legs; the horse's mane
that I so anxiously hung on to and the large, hot, dirt ring where we learned to walk, trot, and canter with fifty cent pieces between our knees and the saddle for good steady knee grips.
I can remember the long and narrow white stable where the forty schooled horses stood, the double stalls with fresh hay for bedding and a plentiful amount of oats and the window sill on which I sat to feed carrots and apples to my favorite horse. I can remember the shiny brass names and numbers over each stall, the square low-ceilinged harness room, and the saddles and bridles hung carefully on their separate numbered hooks. I can remember how carefully and patiently the grooms took care of the horse's every need and how four friendly collie dogs kept a questioning eye on all unknown people wandering about.
I can remember climbing the ladder to the top of the hay loft, sliding down, bringing a good amount of hay with me; the swallows that flew from one wide rafter to another; the smell of the hay on stormy days; the cozy warm secure feeling when I snuggled down deep in the hay and the vast disappointment when I was being chased away with murderous looking pitch forks carried by joking stable boys.
Larry Hinsdale.
SENIOR CLASS MESSAGE
It's time now to say a last farewell to Wonderland. We've said tenthtive good-byes before when starting out on week-ends, Christmas, and Spring vacations, but this time seems all so final. There are those of us seniors who will be a continent's distance away from this, our starting point, but somehow we feel that as a class and as a unit of this school we'll stick together. Part of our hearts will be with you, Miss Whitaker and Miss Bement, and you our faculty, to say nothing of the other classes, for you are the school. We'll remember, and perhaps be remembered for, our perpetual late entrance at breakfast, our continual chasing of the cat, chewing gum on the bell in Scott, the religious attendance at the mail box, and our craze for B. Goodman, T. Dorsey, and "swing" in general. However, we hope there's something a little deeper which will make you say with pride, "that was the class of '38."
We can recall a few years ago looking with mixed perplexity and awe upon the antics of those Known as seniors.—Seniors! - - - a magic word! It took us four long (at least so they seemed to us at the time) years to achieve that happy state, and yet last fall, when the time arrived, we felt no different. That perhaps is the secret of the spirit of Northampton School,for there are no class barriers. As students we are an integral part of a happy living group. Our spirit is for the school as a whole, what it stands for, and what it has done for us. We find that being seniors is a wonderful preparation for assuming the larger responsibilities in later life. All this preparatory work has been done in anticipation of greater things to come. No matter how difficult the next step may be, we are courageously willing and anxious for the adventure. We'll all have use of that extra ounce of pluck and perhaps might well remember those three "s's" that some of us have talked about; simplicity, serenity, and sincerity.
We hope that being seniors will mean as much to you, Middlers, as it has meant to us. There are many responsibilities involved, senior privi-
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leges to respect, and council positions to fill, that you can fulfill the responsibilities we have no doubt. You are capable of everything that's expected of you, and with heads high will sail through next year, the last and dearest year.
May I personally wish each one of you a happy, unburdened life, marked by achievement and success. The sense of confidence with which we leave the school is due in no•small part to the trust and faith we know the faculty and principals have in us. May we never let them down. We'll never lose sight of the pleasant days we've known here and the true friends we've made. Good-bye and thank you.
Senior Class through Helen Miller, President.
WE, THE UNDERSIGNED—
being, at all times, of an affectionate nature, have noticed during our stay in Wonderland, that sometimes longing glances have been thrown our way by Rabbit, Dormouse, and even the Duchess due to our sterling (?) qualities. If you really want them—we'll leave them to you, of course. But you must be kind to them and treat them gently—we've grown awfully fond of them. Take another pill, here they are:-
1. Jane Greist regretfully wills Rachel to Sally Gavin's loving care.
2. Alice Smith leaves her long trip home to Frances O'Shea.
3. Katherine Martin wills her long, long legs to Anne Bosworth.
4. Larry wills Jack Chapman to Miss DeBow and her curly hair to Sally Gavin.
5. Louise Gilbert leaves her unique, to say the least, humor to Eleanor Asinof.
6. Libby Sternberger passes on her superfluous weight to Windy Winship.
7. Done wills her capacity for fun to Juliette Tomlinson.
8. Jean Cooley wills her elephantine tread to Ruth Pilgard.
9. Betty Johnson passes on her sandwich business to S. J. Troy and Charlotte Drea.
10. Dottie Merrick wills her ability to sing off key to Annette Churchill.
11. Tootsie Woods gives her squeaky voico, to Priscilla Patch for future dramatic eloquence.
12. Helen Miller leaves her glamorous foreign background to Betty Smith.
13. Migs Mohler leaves her oratorical eloquence and tremendous vocabulary to Carol Greis.
14. Vicky Gratton wills her roommate to the school!
15. Madine wills her shaggy eyebrows to Sally Lamson.
16. Janet Warren leaves her disability in French to Ginger Munger.
17. Mary Alice Blague wills her knowledge of the score to Ellen Diggs.
18. Enid wills her droopy curl on her forehead to Hope Whitaker.
19. Connie Hills wills her dimples to Dottie Douglas.
20. Kathie Hall leaves her ability to blush profusely to Rita Zuckerwar.
21. Anne Graustein wills her football legs to Frances Jo Ockenden, and her sense of humor to Peggy Bement.
22. Marge Kahlmeyer leaves her complacency to Nancy I ildreth.
23. Mary Fallon wills her fingernails to Dottie Fisher.
24. Rye MacEvoy wills her moodiness to the ever happy Ruth Pilgard.
25. Sonja wills her short (by mistake) hair cut to Galina.
26. Betty Roberts leaves her rapid and incomprehensible speech to Jean Churchill.
27. Esther Winn leaves her long eyelashes to Betty Conant.
28. Helen Richason gives her pug nose to Barbara Neale.
29. Barbara Bentley gives her late hours to Prue Hyde.
30. Maureen O'Brien wills her nightly dates in the middle of the week to Peggy Collins.
31. Janet Harrington leaves her love of something new and different in coiffures to anybody who wants it.
32. Margaret Harrington (with a vengence) leaves her stay in the hospital to the cat.
33. Marlynn Perkins wills her new Ford to Peggy Suhl for use on 5 mile hikes.
34. Jeanne Wolff leaves her gardening ability to Pooh, the dog next door.
35. Jean Laskey leaves her eastern accent to Miss Harris.
36. And Petie leaves her long fingers to Miss Lewis for piano use.
37. Last but not least, Done wills Pegasus to Betty Smith's care in the event that Charlotte Drea and Sally Gavin become assistants.
CLASS PROPHECY
by Katharine Hall
Professor Mohler's lost his voice, the people mourn his loss. Mohler's lectures must go on, so now his daughter's boss. Migs travels and lectures the country o'er, And does as Daddy did before.
Garland School's most finished cook with specialty spaghetti, Has given up all other thoughts and even of confetti. She's won first prize for her preserves. She works both hard and well, And now Miss Larry Hinsdale is chief chef at Ritz Hotel.
In Manhattan's newest night-club, The swing band of the day, Which wows New York and all the world Is "Gratton's Swing and Sway." Why anyone with half a brain
Would surely catch the midnight train, And rush right off to old Manhattan
To see Vicary Gratton swingin' the baton.
The eminent Janet Warren, our greatest movie critic, Has just viewed "Tootsie's" latest act, and pronounces Woods terrific. "That kid's got something on the ball," says Warren,"and she beats 'em all Why I can say with contemplation, that she will be a world sensation."
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The Nobel Prize in Science was unanimously voted To Doctor Madine Holcomb, of all researchers most noted. She has pried and searched and hunted, and announces now with bliss, That the human rash called sunburn's caused by photosynthesis.
In spite of education, and skill, and charm, and poise, We find Louise in Hanover, serving Dartmouth boys. She's voyaged all the seven seas, but craves her native land, So now she's back in Hanover, running a hot dog stand.
Miss Connie Hills is now employed as the president's secretary. He can ramble on at any length, and yet he need not worry. She'll hardly ever miss a word; at speed she has no equal, For she's had a course in Greg(g) Shorthand, and plans to take a sequel. Conquest was inevitable; she could not last forever, Although her fight was long, Chicago mugs are clever. They've got her in their clutches; Chicago takes its toll. We find our little Done is Two Gun Clifford's moll.
Tripping down the White House steps is America's first lady. She poses prettily for the crowds, and pats each cunning baby. Who is the charming President's wife with such an engaging grin? It's no one else but a former queen, Northampton's Esther Winn. When Shirley Temple bores her fans about ten years from today, Attired in long false platinum curls, a new queen will hold sway.
I nominate little Alice Smith as the future star to be.
She'll be hailed by the movie worshipping world as a new child prodigy.
Why is "Dan Doyle's Dime a Dance" the most popular dump in town? Why does everyone flock in there when they have some blues to drown?
There's one young hostess in the hall who brings them in in herds. Miss Janie Greist is the devilish doll who fascinates the birds.
The Post has a brand new column; over half a page it covers, In which Miss Sonja Grimstad gives advice to worried lovers. With gentle understanding and deepest sympathy, She tells her eager readers just what they ought to be.
Mrs. Darwinius Bealesley, the richest sportswoman of this age, Has just won the Kentucky Derby with her great horse "Righteous Rage." Her husband was her jockey and he won in record time, While madly cheered to victory by his former Ann Graustein.
What will the well-dressed woman wear? (especially on her hands) Should one blob polish on the nails, or wear it in stripes or strands?
Miss Betty Robert's beauty shop trades largely with elite, For she censures all the latest styles, and knows what's smart, yet neat.
"0 dappled hills! 0 burbling bees!" writes MacEvoy the poet. Her artist's soul has hidden wealth, and how she strives to show it. In pew filled chapels in cow filled fields, she scribbles down her treasure, Until at last it is revealed in all its lilt and measure.
On the back of every magazine, one finds her beaming face. For bringing hope to stoutish folk, she's earned this honored place. Miss Betty Johnson's done it, fulfilled her fondest dream, And found at last fat's remedy, a true reducing cream.
Whenever you are deathly sick and thinking of the hearse, I recommend before the end to hire a first-class nurse. Miss Sternberger is of the best, and easy on the purse. If she doesn't make you better, she can only make you worse.
The little kiddies love her, she plays with them by the hour, Digging in the sand box or drawing a pretty flower. They adore Maureen O'Brien and won't think of her departin' She is such a brilliant teacher in Northampton's kindergarten.
To learn the latest dance steps which are causing such congestion Is the aim of every college girl, but where is now the question. Miss Bentley's school of dancing is popular with us So why not patronize the maestro and avoid all further fuss.
The aviatrix Helene Miller is a very daring flier, She's soared as high as twenty miles and plans to fly still higher. She's often flown around the globe from Cuba back to Cuba, And now she's had established a new air route to Aruba.
She's renounced her American citizenship and gone to live in Russia, For her husband, a wealthy oil magnate, has just found a new gusher. She's wed a former Russian count, this Mary Alice Blague, Although right now in Moscow, his title is rather vague. Into Australian jungles with her knapsack on her back, Dotty Merrick plodded to teach bushmen what they lack.
She preached and toiled and suffered, till her health was nearly broke, But she'd done her little bit to help those humble backward folk.
Beware! You public enemies, Detective Brooks has started, She's cleaning up America; they call her Lion-hearted. Attired in dark, gray whiskers and a bullet stopping vest, She's now endorsed a long campaign to give the cops a rest.
Strutting down Fifth Avenue before the Legion Band, Comes Jeanne Wolff, drum-major with a baton in her hand. The crowds all cheer when she draws near and coyly winks her eye.
They like to see her goosestep with her nose up in the sky.
Ten years from now on play-bills, we'll see a well known face Katharine Hall, the actress in the theater finds her place. Her acting on the stage is swell; her voice is deep and true, And she always gets ten curtain calls when the play is through.
You know young DiMaggio, the Yankee fielding ace
Who leads the league in batting, and keeps the Yanks up in first place. Well, a very sad thing's happened, he's planning to retire, For he's wed the wealthy widow, once Margery Kahlmeyer. After extensive training in the rudiments of dancing, Jean Laskey has made her debut, and oh she is entrancing. We can't distinguish which she is, for she's neither short nor tall, But we find her yet as a Rockett in the R. C. Music Hall.
Now children open up your ears, and listen carefully, For Mother Goose has tales to tell on Station X Y Z.
Though traveling incognito, because of her great fame, We've finally discovered Helen Richason is her name.
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At last a member of our class was visited by the stork. He didn't come to Boston, and it wasn't in New York. His flight was long and tedious, but at last he reached the ship Where Marlynn Perkins Morris was on a round world trip.
Oh, who is the doll at the Artist's Ball, who causes such commotion? In all my seventy-seven years, I've never seen such devotion. How gracefully she glides about; she doesn't slink or waddle. Miss Petie Cummings has the grace of a perfect artist's model.
A different college every night, a party, tea, or dance, Mary Fallon trots to all, and finds at all romance. Writing once into her diary, she need now write only ditto For at the age of forty-four, she's a full-fledged college widow.
Through the murky darkness, flies the Business Man's Express. The only woman on the ship is the liner's brave hostess. When the plane begins to waver, and the men become unruly, The one who quiets all their fears is pretty, young Jean Cooley.
Janet Harrington's spent six years in studying at Mass. State.
Because she lives in Amherst, a farm life must be her fate. She might raise wheat or might raise corn; it's not decided yet. At any length, she soon will be a busy farmerette.
"Philip Morris has fired Johnny" is the loudest of new rumors. He wants a girl with tall allure to fascinate consumers. There couldn't be a better choice (she's got the charm, the looks and voice) Than lovely Katharine Martin who drives up in her Rolls-Royce.
QUIET MY HEART
Quiet my heart, don't sing so loud, They'll hear your voice above the crowd, And by your song each one will know, 'Tis With the light of love you glow Quiet my heart, for don't you see Yours is a song only for me.
Maureen O'Brien.
LADY JANE GREY
As wind over a wheat field, Rustling it softly
So my Kitty's purr
When she rubs against me With her furry grey head.
Sally Lou Madeira
THE TWO PRIZE POEMS CAT-KIN BABIES
Oh, little cat-kin babies
Come out along your willows. I wonder, were you dreamin' Upon your tiny pillows?
And did you hear the flutter
Of little birds above you? And did you waken knowin' That little children love you?
Oh, little cat-kin babies, Now can't we play together?
We'll make you glad you wakened To all this sunny weather. Connie Hills.
CHICAGO
I long for the sight of your myriad streets and crossings, and confused thoroughfares.
Your congested traffic, and bustling, happy, home-going 5:00 o'clock throng have escaped me.
My ears are lonesome for the strident voice of the policeman's whistle, the clang of an egotistical street-car, and the monotonous blast of many horns.
Your courage and forwardness, friendliness and vitality are far away and yet ever nearer and more dear to me.
Your song is in my heart, that swaggering, cock-sure tune to remind and assure you of your importance.
I long for the smell of the river boats on a misty morning; the first odor of springtime borne in on a lake breeze.
And I wish—oh, how I wish, to walk along your great boulevard buffeted and pushed by the wind which is so characteristic of your bluff goodheartedness. Done Warner.
REFLECTIONS ABOUT AN ANTIQUE IVORY FIGURINE
I like to see my little ivory figurine—whose form is a familiar one to me—regarding life in her inscrutable way, pondering (as it seems to me) upon the intricacies of our modern life, for so they must be to my dainty priestess—as surmise will have her—well used to the serenity of slower flowering life in ancient Mycenae, with the early Greeks, or perchance at Knossos, stronghold of the great King Minos.
I love her tiny ivory waist restrained with golden bands, and her delicate arms and slender shoulders, stiffly conventional. Here are the golden snakes, whose weight has twined around her pretty wrists a thpusand years or more. Beauty's arms were never meant to cradle evil. Perhaps the figurine, for she was not always so, once longed to hold a lover, or caress a child—yet some far off instance dedicated her to service, so stands she still with the serpents, and a far-off wistfulness— since after many years the sorrow must have dulled—deep in her lovely eyes. Rye MacEvoy.
LOVE, 0 LOVE, 0 CARELESS LOVE
by Ann Graustein and Katharine Hall
Two young lovers, Bertha and Walter, were roaming the HILLS one day. Gaily they tripped over HINS8r4DALES. Bertha was running a little ahead of Walter, and before he could WARNER, she FALLON one of the BROOKS. He walked COOLEY through the MYERS to FISHER out, but she had already scampered into the WOODS to HYDE. He MILLERed around the forest and tried COLLIN several times to her, but she "did not GRATTONfy him by responding, so he tried the old trick of calling "WOLFF, wolf!" Finally, she coyly answered from behind a bush, "LEWISh to see me?", but she wouldn't come out, for her HARRIS all wet ANDERSty.
"ASINOF, I won't stand any more," said he, "Im going on home. You come BAKER I'll leave you here."
Although she knew she was WRIGHT, she gave way, saying, "You'll have to tie DE BOW on the back of my head."
He thought it BOSWORTH it and DUNHAM for her. So, they SALLIEd forth, Walter LOGAN the lunch basket. They caught a GREISTler CARR which HALL'd them back to town.
When they arrived in the city of STERNBERG ERlier than they had expected, Bertha suddenly said to Walter, "ALBERTS you don't know what happened. I BENTLEY comb and it broke, so I'll have to stop in the Five and Ten, and buy a HOLCOMB."
Patiently, Walter waited outside the door, watching the CUMMINGS and goings of the townspeople. Soon Bertha came out and they proceeded to the house. As they drew up to the house, she exclaimed, "0, the LAMSON! Mother must be up. 0 SHEA's probably waiting for me. I GEIS HUBERter not come in tonight."
However, Walter teased, so finally Bertha GAVIN. After pulling out several wrong keys, Bertha pulled out the LASKEY and opened the door.
Walter, who was deeply in love with Bertha, decided that this was an ideal night to propose, since he was going to WARREN wouldn't see her any more. He SQUIERed his shoulders and tried to speak, but the words just wouldn't come,so he NEALEd on a BROWN CUSHMAN and TROY'd again.
"0 MADEIRA don't know what to say, but can't you see that I BEMENT for you?"
Bertha gasped, "O'BRIEN't you tell me this before? CONANT you see I love you too, but my uncle objects to poor relations, and you would be a PER KINSman.
With a snap of the fingers, Walter, deciding he'd KIDDER along, said, "Oh DE OLLOQUI! I'll kill your uncle."
Bertha, much affrighted, cried, "Please don't KAHL MEY ERncle.
He's a good man with a HART NETT of gold."
Then Walter, being GRIM STAD of joking, said,"DEWEY get married or don't we? If so, where and WINN?
"The CHURCHILL do, and we can get married as SUHL as you wish, but we will probably suffer froM UNGER. I know Mother would have wanted a RICHA SON-in-law, but I shall love you HIL DRETH do us part."
At this moment Bertha's brother JOHN SONtered in, but being a tactful boy, he immediately sauntered out again.
Then Walter continued, "There is one thing I must tell you Bertha, of DREAt importance. The BLAGUE has come. War has been declared and HARLAND will be ravaged. I GOROKOFF to a wrong start in life, but I shall make up for it by joining the DRUMMOND bugle corps. I can't do any more active fighting because of MERRICKets, and my bad MOHLERs.
On hearing this startling news, Bertha cried, "Help, I feel faint! The WALLIS going around! Bring a PIL;GARD the door! Mother must not see me now. Pour some water down my GIL BERT don't get any on my dress.
Just then in walked Mother who said, "Bertha, SHOWALTER to the door before the love REMING TONS to hate. I won't SAN FORD his presence in my home.
After Walter had gone, Bertha sighed,"You can't ROBERTS of our love," and undaunted by her mother's rude dismissal, she sang out,"OCKEN DENce tonight, I'm so happy."
"Never mind that, Bertha, let's eat. I've got some pickled herring in the ice box, and also some grouse."
Bertha raucously retorted, "HARRING TONS my stomach, and GRAUS TEINS it too."
Now we leave this happy household and follow our hero THURLOWS away from his native town. WINSHIPping across the country, he thought always of Bertha. Because of her inspiration, the trenches he DOUG LAS night were twice as long as those of the other men. In fact, he DIGGS better than any one in the army. It was a great pity that this hero's bullet proof vest should be made by a SMITH who used tin instead of steel, for bullets can MAR TIN, where they can't hurt steel.
During a raid, Walter, crawling over the top of his trench, was hit in the TOM LIN SON blood came out. "Oh," cried he, "WHITAKER got in my THOM AS bad as I've ever had before. I shall die! MAC A VOY go to Bertha and tell her I'm dying. But then, I don't mind so much, for I'm ZUCKEWAR."
With those few words, our hero drew his last breath, ending our serene romance.
(Illustrations by Katharine Hall)
NAME FAVORITE SAYING USUALLY FOUND IDIOSYNCRASY AMBITION
Clothes To design clothes
Catching trains To be a physical education teacher
In the art room
Commuting
Sitting in the station Freddie "A" in Latin
Just on time To simply exist
Professional dancer
More weekends—less school days
That's wrong
Alberts
Anders Oh, I can do it
Asinof I'm going to New York this weekend
Bement I'm coming. In bed at three bells, a.m.
Being handy to Miss Carr
Playing the Vic at Maureen's
With Prue Hyde or Elaine Thomas
Talking
Telling silly riddles ... Ravel's Bolero To own a horse
Imitating the faculty! Cornell To graduate
Practicing To solo at Williston
The day girls To get day girls to turn light out in Scott Hall 0
Williston World-weary attitude
Riding to school with Galina
I've got some booties to sell
Eric, Eric
Bentley
Blag-ue
Brown Curses
Brooks Really? (With a straight face)
Churchill, A. Hurry up, Jean
Churchill, J. Honestly Being quiet
Talking about the boys
Talking in a mouselike
Let's dance
Collins
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Stamping down To find a burgular under Hello! Hello! voice the stairs the bed
Baby calves To be an old cowhand
Vincent Price To be a camp counsellor (woo, woo!)
Hello? Hello?
Cooley
Oh; operator ...
Conant Where you going? . At the farm
Breaking dates
Cummings I haven't written Dick in so long!
Good looking clothes Be a mannequin
Talking during study hall in the library
Invent a week with two weekends in it
Notre Dame (both of 'em)
Good grades To get thin
Joan Crawford and Franchot Tone To be an Olympic swimmer
Pikes Peak To blast Broadway
Oh, deah . . .
CD Cushman
Dewey 'Out West' . Goin' up town
Eating icebergs
Trying a back twist at the pool
Skiing
Save this seat for me
Diggs
Douglas Wanta go to the movies, Sally Lou?
Drea Oh, Fudge!
Fallon Dick At Blanc's Her fingernails To get away from Hamp
AMBITION
To lose 10 pounds on chocolate cake
To be sophisticated
FAVORITE SAYING USUALLY FOUND IDIOSYNCRASY
Dieting
Eating
Her hair
New Mexico To meet Nelson Eddy
Her cousin's wedding To read and ski at the same time
Music
NAME
Tee hee
Dancing class
Such a neat room! To detour Miss Lewis
Legs like Ginger Rogers
Have all school clocks stop automatically on Saturday nights to
To have her appendix out To remain uncriticized 0
Be a gym teacher in a private school
Red hair like her brothers
Co
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Fisher
Gavin Oh, Auntie! With Galina
Geis Oh, that roommate! Breaking high jump record
Sneezing
This isn't what / call cold weather
My Russian cousin In her car
Throwing shoes, etc., under the bed
Collecting empty cigarette boxes
Special arrangement of "I've got you under my skin"
Wearing a hat uptown
Doing what she pleases
Mass. State
Dartmouth
Successfully squelch Mabs Blague
To be like Janie
Breakfast in bed every morning
To be the whistler on the Paoli local
Laboratory technician
To know someone besides her brother at Dartmouth
Rhubarb pie
Noise
Trucking
Screaming
Gilbert
Gorokhoff
Gratton You said it, driver!
Gleeps . . . At Schultzes
Graustein
Greist Jeepers! With Howie
Shouting "Greist" In moccasins
Got anything to eat? "Quick lak a mouse"
Asking questions in English class
Stuttering when she gets excited
Playing the radio in day girls' room
Grimstad Hall
Harrington, J. Gotta tear to make that bus...
Harrington, M. Hello, dearie
Hartnett Hi babe
Hildreth In Miami. . . Making an awful racket
Walking in her sleep
Getting engaged
Talkin' kinda slow Dr's
Football
Sports To wear high heels and stay up late .1.
Just gotta letter from Gregg
What's that got to do with the price of beans
Up in Vermont
Hills
Hinsdale
Holcomb
Huber I'll do that little thing With Sarah Showalter
Hyde Oh Boy! In the library
AMBITION
Ridgewood doings Phi Beta Kappa do.
NAME FAVORITE SAYING USUALLY FOUND IDIOSYNCRASY
Eligible for an airline hostess
Biology
Heh, Libby . . . At Liggetts soda fountain
Grumbling at the Knitting
To get to Green Key (Crash!) French assignments minus chaperone
Don't get excited
Meet Benny Goodman
Johnson
You should see my brother Buying records "Swing"
Dartmouth Laboratory technician
To get a Ph.D. in the brides' course
Drahma school and Morris Evans
To sleep through Miss Whitaker's attempts to waken her
Private airplane service, Hamp to Aruba
Kahlmeyer
That's pretty Smiling
Ridgewood
Miss Lewis' doings
Lamson
Laskey
MacEvoy What'd you say? What! Day dreaming
Talking in class
My cousin
Oh, you know what . . . Looking for Jeff Soap
My mother says The lab
Madeira
Martin
Stanley Mt. Holyoke Miller Ye Gods! Going someplace in a hurry West Indies
To go back to China
International affairs
Taking life in general very seriously
Hi!
To get Tommy's books to it yet the lab sent to Porto Rico
I haven't gotten around Breaking bottles in French
Another chance to tell Hitler what she thinks of him
Merrick
Mohler
Munger
Plumb
School night dating Worcester
Being quiet
To go to Egypt
Neale What? With Hoppy
O'Brien Last night. . . Across the street
Blues singer
Martha Graham
To be a second
Williston Prom
World affairs
Ockenden What's Student Council Late to science class
To be a doctor de 011oqui Well, Miss Sallie . . . Snapping pictures Her camera
O'Shea Dave "Swinging it"
Juliette, you are a scream! With Juliette
Men To get "A's" in the brides' course
I'm sorry, Miss Wright, it's just left my mind In Boston
There'll be a meeting of the Junior Class With Gavin Joe Russian Ballet
Her elbows
Maureen's
Patch
Perkins
Pilgard
Deerfield Roberts Rowdy-dow Getting up at 6:30 to study
Richason Ooh, dear
AMBITION
IDIOSYNCRASY
USUALLY FOUND
FAVORITE SAYING
Actually improve her tennis
To grow a half a foot
NAME
Meet Myrna Loy Bible teacher at Monson Academy To sell peanuts and not want to eat them
To be fat and jolly Ride on a fire truck
To find someone who will believe her stories Allowed to talk in her sleep undisturbed
To be an actress Night and Day at Lake Geneva
To finish her sweater
To be the tattoed lady in the circus
Return to Japan
To meet Dorie's cousin Willy To keep the rest of the school off the baby grass
Designer Morrie
Blueberries Palo Alto Quoting Pooh
Maine North Carolina football team
Horses Red hair
Perfecting the new line Slamming doors
New York Irishmen Her cousins on the ski team at Dartmouth Florida Princeton
Landscape gardening Dogs Erie, Penn.
Fixing her hair
Sending 10-page letters to California Singing in Hathaway basement Weekending it In New York Getting up at 6:30 to exercise Hurrying somewhere slowly Getting specials Warbling high opera Busy Getting letters
Where's Betty Huber Rooty-toot! My brother Ted You really shouldn't do that . . . Betty! I walked five miles Well, I don't know . . . Simply deevine Don't be silly, Ginger Oh my gosh! ! S'wanderful
Showalter
Smith, A. Smith, B. Squier Sternberger Suhl Thomas
I wouldn't know
Exercising on the sleeping porch By gosh!
Sneaking in to breakfast late Well, . Getting things done (Whatever it is, Everywhere it's funny) My father says (Lots of things in a squeaky voice) I gotta letter . . .
Typing for Pegasus O'Brien's Spraining her ankle
IN AND OUT OF THE RABBIT HOLE
UMP! The long tumble down the Rabbit hole had been a rather trying experience. Alice sat up slowly, looking around her with a bewildered stare. In a moment she jumped to her feet. Before her was another long passage and down it hurried a White Rabbit. There was not a moment to be lost; away went Alice like the wind, and was just in time to hear the Rabbit say as it turned the corner,"Oh, my ears and whiskers, how late it is getting!" She was close behind it, but when she turned the corner the Rabbit was no longer to be seen. She found herself face to face with a little three-legged table on which was a small brown bottle labeled "Eat me and feel at home." Having a large sized lump in her throat, she took three pills instead of one and suddenly seemed to be surrounded by White Rabbit, Dormice and all sorts of strange people. Everyone seemed to be taking pills, and certainly everybody was doing an awfully good job of feeling at home. Alice discovered it was a lovely tea planned all because of her as this was her first visit to Wonderland.
Alice found that dose of pills sufficient after the first day for she and Rabbit and Mouse became the best of pals and went bobbing all around to pic-a-nics, meetings, concerts and lobster quadrilles. She discovered the Duchess was not at all the terrifying person she seemed at first, and although once in a while the two queens yelled in chorus, "Off with her head," Alice knew it was because she had been so silly as to leave her chewing gum in a most conspicuous place, or because the bath tub was forever running over, not because they were by pature at all gruff. In fact they spent a good deal of their time rescuing stupid Alice from drowning in her pool of tears.
Time scudded right along while Alice enjoyed herself on the croquet court, joined a club or two and dropped buttons into the Christian Association box every Tuesday.
Alice was never quite sure of her identity until the 17th of November when the two Queens and the Duchess got together for the first time to read off a long list. Alice and Rabbit and Mouse sat placidly in the front row and when their names were read off as: Alice, Rabbit, and Dormouse, they blushed profusely and bowed politely to one another. That night Alice was entertained at a Royal Banquet given by the two queens. For the occasion she dressed all in white and found to her alarm that she melted nicely into the new white wall paper, and was so inconspicuous that people were forever sitting on her or hanging up their raincoats on her. Then followed a mad round of tea parties, Saturday movies, Monday luncheons at Toto's, concerts, the Ballet Russe, Williston, current events lectures, and the usual Christmas festivities. The night before Christmas (practically) Alice indulged in her love of make-believe and gave a party for all the little neighboring oysters with a funny Gryphon making a jolly Santa Claus full of epigrams and jobber-wocky poems and gifts. The medieval dinner turned out to be a delightfully mad tea party with miles and miles of tables laden with sumptuous things to eat. There was entertainment by warbling waits, melodramatic mummers and worthy wassailers.
Before she knew it vacation had slipped by like a greased pig, And she was back in Wonderland again. Everywhere she turned little boxes and
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bottles labeled, "eat me," "exam schedule," "study me,""book report due," "learn me," and "look me up" popped into view. Alice nibbled at a few of the boxes, sharpened her pencils and went to work. Leaving midyear week behind her she rushed off to Fairlee.
Up 'til Spring vacation Alice spent many moments under the mushroom learning all sorts of odd things from the sage caterpillar, attended more concerts, and danced the lobster quadrille with Mock Turtles from Williston. Alice caught a quick nap after the winter's activities and awoke refreshed and ready for her next pill labeled "trial boards," "source theme," and "finals". The gym meet, May Day, and the Senior Banquet were the sugar coatings for the medicine she had to take.
June 16th was the day set for the big trial that Alice had been prepar- ing for and looking forward to all year, because, after all, she was to be the central figure in the case. Early in the morning little Dormouse and the Rabbit immaculately dressed in spandy clean white gloves and carry- ing fans, took Alice by the hand and led her through the crowd of cheering spectators and smiling jurymen, to the witness box where the White Queen shook her sadly by the hand and the Red Queen, as she handed Alice her diploma, mumbled,"You're a dear girl, you can keep your head."
Off in the crowd of spectators Alice saw a familiar figure. Big Sister, of course. She knew she'd come for this was a big occasion. As Alice ran to greet her, Wonderland seemed to fade in the distance. She threw a last longing glance over her shoulder and gallantly waved her white handkerchief at the dear old Duchess, the two kindly Queens, friendly Rabbit, and sleepy Dormouse. "It's been such fun," she called and, dropping a mournful tear or two, she turned to join her sister.
Warner-Graustein.
DIRECTORY
Barbara Bentley-54 Belmont Avenue, Northampton, Mass.
Mary Alice Blague-44 Fairfield Street, Springfield, Mass.
Enid Brooks-50 Liberty Street, Chester, Conn.
Jean Cooley-81 East Main Street, Stafford Springs, Conn.
Muriel Cummings—Skowhegan, Maine.
Mary Fallon-10 Pomeroy Terrace, Northampton, Mass.
Louise Gilbert-40 Choate Road, Hanover, N. H.
Vicary Gratton-130 Wendell Avenue, Pittsfield, Mass.
Ann Graustein-22 Chauncey Street, Cambridge, Mass.
Jane Greist-219 Fountain Street, New Haven, Conn.
Sonja Grimstad—Box 260, Ann Arbor, Michigan.
Katherine Hall-12 Winslow Road, Winchester, Mass.
Janet Harrington-22 Sunset Avenue, Amherst, Mass.
Constance Hills-876 Carroll Street, Brooklyn, New York.
Lorraine Hinsdale-144 Lincoln Street, Meriden, Conn.
Madine Holcomb—Johnson, Vermont.
Betty Johnson-22 Swift Street, Auburn, New York.
Marjorie Kahlmeyer-36 Woodland Avenue, West Medford, Mass.
Jean Laskey-48 Highland Avenue, Haverhill, Mass.
Rye MacEvoy—Rye-Cliff, Oakland, New Jersey.
Dorothy Merrick-173 Main Street, Easthampton, Mass.
Helene Miller—San Nicholas, Aruba, N. W. L.
Margaret Mohler-98 Dunmoreland Street, Springfield, Mass.
Katherine Martin—Lennox Mansions, 84 Lennox Road, East Orange, N. J.
Maureen O'Brien-71 Pomeroy Terrace, Northampton, Mass.
Marlynn Perkins-1308 Northampton Street, Holyoke, Mass.
Helen Richason-41 Maynard Road, Northampton, Mass.
Elizabeth Roberts, 133 Sunset Avenue, Ridgewood, New Jersey.
Alice Smith—Box 517, Palo Alto, California.
Elizabeth Sternberger-805 Summit Avenue, Greensboro, North Carolina.
Dorothy Warner-1200 Hamptondale Road, Winnetka, Illinois.
Janet Warren-49 Lincoln Avenue, Orange, Mass.
Esther Winn-69 High Street, Northampton, Mass.
Jeanne Wolff—Amony Marsh, Savannah, Georgia.
Helen Woods-39 Arlington Street, Northampton, Mass.
CALENDAR 1937-1938
October 2-01d girls welcomed the new girls with a party in the gym— what a nightmare we all had on top of all the cider and doughnuts!
October 4—Picnic at the beach—Baseball game and how the faculty showed us up.
October 30—Stoneleigh-Prospect School visited us.
November 19—First Senior banquet. "Nice work, Seniors, if you can get it!"
December 11—Children's Christmas party with a Santa Claus too!
December 13—Christmas dinner in medieval costumes. "A good time had by all."
January 6—Gone are the days of old vacation! How we looked forward to those mid-year exams!
January 15—Middlers gave a moonlight winter sports party. A Big success.
January 28—Left for sports weekend at Fairlee. What fun we had trying to ski on grass. Hanover close by.
February 10—Martha Graham Dance Group at Smith.
March 19—Combined Glee Club Concert and Dance at Williston. A tremendous success.
March 24—Spring vacation. Where did it all go to?
April 22—Gym meet—a red letter day on our calendar. The Greens were victorious over the Whites. Better luck next time, Whites!
May 11—Graduating class announced—topped off with a Senior Banquet.
May 21—May Day—Much going on in the way of entertaining families and friends. Esther makes a lovely Queen.
June 16—Graduation—"On our way Rejoicing". Hats off to those with Diplomas!
Enid Brooks.
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Your soft, shrill mono-notes Clouded by the thickness of night Lull me into drowsy sleep, Into dreams of sweet contentment. Sarah Squier.
"Thus grew the tale of Wonderland: Thus slowly, one by one, Its quaint events were hammered out And now the tale is done, And home we steer, a merry crew Beneath the setting sun. Alice! A childish story take, And, with a gentle hand, Lay it where childhood's dreams are twined In memory's mystic band. Like pilgrim's wither'd wreath of flowers Pluck'd in a far-off land."
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