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 THE TATLER

 1926

[Illustration: {Signatures and messages from students}]

_The 1926 Tatler_

[Illustration: {A group of riders on horseback}]

FOREWORD

School days are joy days; days filled with the pleasures offriendships and the gladness of intimacy, with the satisfaction ofwork well done and the pride in having done it for one's school. Andwe at Northrop School have been blessed with such days from the timeof four entering as kindergarteners, up through grammar school and oursubsequent joining of the League; on through these last days when, ashigh school girls, we took a real part in the activities of schoollife, and felt ourselves to have each one a share, however small, inthe great whole, our Alma Mater. And it is to recollection of thesejoys and to the memory of our school days that we of the senior classwish to dedicate the 1926 Tatler. 

 EVELYN MCCUE BAKER President of the Senior Class

 _"She's as good as she is fair"_

[Illustration: {Evelyn McCue Baker}]

[Illustration: {Evelyn McCue Baker as a young child}]

 MARY BARBER EATON President of the League

 _"She who feels nobly, acts nobly"_

[Illustration: {Mary Barber Eaton}]

[Illustration: {Mary Barber Eaton as a young child}]

 MARGARET LOUISE NEWHALL Editor of 1926 Tatler

 _"Young and yet so wise"_

[Illustration: {Margaret Louise Newhall}]

[Illustration: {Margaret Louise Newhall as a young child}]

 VIRGINIA JOSEPHINE LEFFINGWELL Vice-President of League

 _"The soft, bright curl of her hair and lash And the glance of her sparkling eye I saw, and knew she was out for a dash As her steed went prancing by. "_

[Illustration: {Virginia Josephine Leffingwell}]

[Illustration: {Virginia Josephine Leffingwell as a young child}]

 BERNICE ALYNE BECHTOL

 _"Her hair is not more sunny than her heart"_

[Illustration: {Bernice Alyne Bechtol}]

[Illustration: {Bernice Alyne Bechtol as a young child}]

 MARY ELIZABETH BRACKETT

 _"She has a natural wise sincerity and a merry happiness"_

[Illustration: {Mary Elizabeth Brackett}]

[Illustration: {Mary Elizabeth Brackett as a young child}]

 ESTHER MABEL DAVIS

 _"The glass of fashion and the mold of form"_

[Illustration: {Esther Mabel Davis}]

[Illustration: {Esther Mabel Davis as a young child}]

 LYDIA MORTIMER FOREST

 _"She giggles when she's happy, and one might even say That when there is no reason, she giggles anyway"_

[Illustration: {Lydia Mortimer Forest}]

[Illustration: {Lydia Mortimer Forest as a young child}]

 MARION JOSEPHINE HUME

 _"For she's a jolly good fellow, Her school mates all declare, She's out for all athletics, There's nothing she won't dare"_

[Illustration: {Marion Josephine Hume}]

[Illustration: {Marion Josephine Hume as a young child}]

 ANN WILDER JEWETT

 _"True worth cannot be concealed"_

[Illustration: {Ann Wilder Jewett}]

[Illustration: {Ann Wilder Jewett as a young child}]

 BEATRICE MYRTICE JOSLIN

 _"There is mischief in that woman"_

[Illustration: {Beatrice Myrtice Joslin}]

[Illustration: {Beatrice Myrtice Joslin as a young child}]

 MARION HARRIET MCDONALD

 _"Happy I am, from care I'm free; Why aren't all the rest contented like me?"_

[Illustration: {Marion Harriet McDonald}]

[Illustration: {Marion Harriet McDonald as a young child}]

 JOSEPHINE REINHART

 _"Nothing is impossible to a willing heart"_

[Illustration: {Josephine Reinhart}]

[Illustration: {Josephine Reinhart as a young child}]

 MARION JEAN SAVAGE

 _"The will can do If the soul but dares"_

[Illustration: {Marion Jean Savage}]

[Illustration: {Marion Jean Savage as a young child}]

 NANCY MORRIS STEVENSON

 _"A perfect woman, nobly planned, To warn, to comfort, to command"_

[Illustration: {Nancy Morris Stevenson}]

[Illustration: {Nancy Morris Stevenson as a young child}]

CLASS HISTORY

A shiver ran down my back as the last chords of the Ivy Song wereplayed. It was actually a reality--our dream had come true for we wereat last garbed in those precious white robes for which we had beenstriving for four years. Memories of these years rushed over me. Howburdened we were with our importance in being Freshmen; Seniors seemedvery old and distant. Suddenly we slipped from cock robins toconscientious Sophomores. By this time rumors were heard of afinancial problem that we, as Juniors, must meet. Immediately we beganto save all our pennies in order to startle the Faculty and theSeniors of 1925 with a luxurious Junior-Senior ball. So our Sophomoreyear closed with many peeks into the class treasury. 

Dancing, fortune telling, freaks, and so on, came to our rescue inpreparation for the J. S. We Juniors, as financiers, staged a Juniorcarnival--and it was successful. 

May the twenty-ninth, in the year of our Lord, one thousand-ninehundred and twenty-five, was the red letter day of our Junior year. Our hopes, not our fears, were realized. Gayly we danced to "Tea forTwo" in the green and white decked ballroom (alias the dining room)and promenaded in a garden in Japan, otherwise the roof garden. Sadly--ah, yes--the music hesitated and then ceased--as we unitedlysighed, perhaps with relief, perhaps with weariness. Who knows? OurHerculean task had passed, and our eyes were turned to the magneticred ties. Honored beyond recognition we were the first to abide in thenew Senior room, south-west parallel room 40, on the third floor. Junequickly slipped near and we fixed our hopes and ambitions on the nowapproaching goal, graduation. 

THE CLASS PROPHECY

 In nineteen hundred and fifty-six The year of our Lord, A. D. , I sat me down, and put my specs on, An epistle of length to see. And that you may understand this better, I'll herewith disclose the news of the letter:

 "Dear Mike, " the writer began, "you know I'm feeling that life is far from slow. As Mary B. Eaton, instructor in war, My military academy's not such a bore; Between drills, and luncheon, and chapel, it seems That this life is not all that it was in my dreams. 

 "And Nance, instead of teaching the boys how to ride, Prefers to smuggle them food, and candy beside. By the way, did you know that Virge Leffingwell Has given up art and horses as well? She's opened a school, the dear old scamp, To teach all the young ladies the best ways to vamp. 

 "The other day, as I drove in my hack, I passed a familiar figure in black; 'Twas irresponsible Lydia, our giggler so jolly, Gone into seclusion to atone for past folly. She lives all alone, without any noise, Without any jazz, and without any boys! She told me with horror and pain in her gaze That Bee had turned actress, in movies (not plays) And that very same week was playing down town With R. Valentino in the 'Countess's Frown. '

 "I didn't tell Lydia, but I thought 'twould be great To go to Bee's movie and see how she'd rate. So I left Lyd and started, and the first thing I met, Or rather bumped into, was a fair suffragette, Covered with signs 'E. Baker for Mayor'. So many there hardly was room To see our progressive young democrat Hume! Yes, 'twas none other than Marion, our businesslike girl; She's adopted the slogan of 'Death to the curl!' And she's canvassing the city, with a terrible row, To get votes for Ely, who's in politics now. 

 "And Bernice and Andy, have you heard of their fate? The last thing I know they had each found a mate. One of them's handsome and young, but no money, The other one's rich, but crabby and funny. But each one is happy in marriage, they say; And that's what really counts, say what you may. For Bernice is proud of her good-looking guy, And Andy knows the old man will soon die!

 "Did you see in the paper Mary Brackett's new fad? As Sunday School superintendent I'll bet she's not bad. And, Mike, yesterday on some errands, I encountered another of our old friends. I'd hired a cab because I was tired. I thought the driver was reckless and ought to be fired; So I leaned over to express my opinion, you know, And if it wasn't our Esther, the pedestrian's foe!

 "Did you know Marion MacDonald is engaged again? That makes five times now, oh, woe to the men! Jean's spoken to her now, a couple of times, Of reforming herself, but do you think Marion minds? Jean's slumming committees have had lots of work, Directed by Joey, who won't let them shirk. 

 "Well, Mike, how're your orphans, from Johnny to Bill? Are there exactly nine hundred and nine of them still?" And with this, Tony closed, and Ted Henry, Oswald, etcetera, I sent up to bed. 

 --M. L. N. 

ELEVENTH FORM

[Illustration: {Group photograph of students}]

TOP ROW--_Dorothy Sweet_, _Barbara Bailey_, _Shirley Woodward_, _Betty Smith_, _Mary Louise Griffin_

MIDDLE ROW--_Polly Sweet_, _Virginia Little_, _Louise Gorham_, _Betty Fowler_, _Mabel Reeves_, _Grace Helen Stuart_

FRONT ROW--_Janet Marrison_, _Frances Baker_, _Betty Long_, _Anne Healy_, _Charlotte Williams_

 _Jane Thompson_

FRIDAY, THE THIRTEENTH

We worked feverishly and hoped that there would be no more disputesconcerning the chairs. Some thought the ones from the dining roomought to be used; others thought not. The chairs were brought down andthen taken back with much strife along the way. Would anyone want toplay bridge? We wondered. Would anyone bring cards to play bridgewith? We wondered again. The fact that wax was being applied to thefloor caused a good deal of worry, for we were afraid we would falland break our necks if too much was put on. However, even in thatpredicament, we were determined to be gracious and smiling. Dideveryone know that all the autumn boughs in blue and silver were tiedon with red string? We fervently hoped they didn't, for we were in nocondition to do anything about it if they did. Thus our thoughts ranas we slammed down tables, tied on table cloths, and practised ourSpanish dance in uniforms and low heeled shoes. At five-thirty we wenthome, thankful that we didn't have to wash the windows and clean upthe furnace room. 

Much credit must be given to those few guests who realized that thegym was supposed to represent a cabaret. We greatly appreciate theirpenetration. They perhaps didn't know that fortune-telling and fishingfor tin automobiles in the telephone booth were a part of theprocedure at a cabaret dance. But if they didn't know these things, they had much to learn, for that's what they did at our party and whowere we to spurn their filthy lucre? They also danced and ate heartilyof the ice cream and cake we served. Many thought the popcorn ballswere a holdup, but they refrained from throwing them at us when weasked ten cents. 

An attempt was made at amusement when we gave two dances; one withcastanets and tambourines and much swirling and swooping; another withSpanish shawls draped on us. This latter one was more or less of afailure, for we couldn't seem to get into step when we did it a secondtime. The audience, however, applauded, regardless of the fact, anddidn't see that the dance was any worse than it had been the firsttime. About eleven-thirty it was gently hinted that the time had comefor the party to break up. We went on aching feet, hoping that sincethe party had been a success financially, the guests were not makingtoo many derogatory remarks about it as a social function. 

Dawn broke, and blushed to see the sight at Northrop School: packs ofcards scattered in fifty-two different places, tables every which way, covers off, cake and popcorn balls scattered liberally on the floor. Afew of us came to clean up, and cleaned with many yawns. After a fewhours the gym began to take on its natural air of bleakness, and weleft it to the tender mercies of Clyde and Mullen, hoping that theJunior-Senior would be a good one. 

TENTH FORM

[Illustration: {Group photograph of students}]

TOP ROW--_Dorothy Stevens_, _Louise Jewett_, _Ethel Conary_, _Jean Crocker_, _Elizabeth Dodge_, _Kate Velie_, _Elizabeth Jewett_, _Jane Bartley_, _Anna Margaret Thresher_

MIDDLE ROW--_Dorothy Owens_, _Nita Weinrebe_, _Helen Dietz_, _Jane Davenport_, _Gloria Congdon_, _Martha Jean Maughan_, _Priscilla Brown_, _Florence Roberts_, _Eylin Seeley_

FRONT ROW--_Jane Strong_, _Mayme Wynne Peppard_, _Eugenia Bovey_, _Mary Louise Sudduth_, _Eleanor de Laittre_, _Emily Knoblaugh_, _Elizabeth Pray_, _Maude Benjamin_

 _Jane Woodward_

SOPHOMORE GIRLS' GAZETTE

Seven Shekels in St. Paul Published once in a while

GENERAL NEWS

The other day several members of the Sophomore class visited thestudios of the famous Mesdames Dodginsky and DeBartley, where theywere told their secret ambitions; and by special permission we havebeen allowed to print them. It appears that Annah Margaret Thresherwould like to swim the English Channel. Jean Crocker longs to be aProfessor of Music at Oxford, while Florence Roberts would receive allpossible degrees at Columbia. Others seem to desire athleticprofessions. Helen Dietz would like to be the Football Coach at the"U, " Jane Woodward to be the World's Greatest Lightweight Forward, andKate Velie to be on the Olympic Sprinting Team. Mayme Wynne has amorbid desire to be a designer of Curious Coiffures in Paris. 

WEATHER REPORT

By E. B. 

The Sophomores suggest a soaking spring if the snow smelts. If itrains sufficiently to suit Miss Svenddahl, they forecast dancing inthe Gym. The spring days will be either cloudy, partly cloudy, orclear. It will rain dogs and cats or hail taxicabs, although we mayhave snow, a tornado, a cyclone, a blizzard, a squall, a typhoon, atidal wave, or a forest fire. 

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Last Friday evening the Sophomore Select Sewing Society met at thehome of Miss Jane Bartley. A pleasant time was had by all, makingrackets and nightcaps for the poor. Refreshments were served. 

[Illustration: {flea}] BRAIN TICKLER [Illustration: {flea}]

One of these fleas has been magnified 439 times, the other 438½times. Which was originally the larger? Take 39 seconds in which to dothis. 

MISCELLANEOUS

Dr. Ailment's Post Box

Question: Dear Doc: What can be done to keep up one's hair when it isnot entirely grown out?--A. M. T. B. D. B. I. 

Answer: Cut it off, my dears. 

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Question: Dear Doc: What can be done for eye-strain caused by drawingmaps of the Aegean Sea?--Sophomore Class. 

Answer: Don't do 'em. You will flunk anyway. 

ADVERTISEMENT

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Learn the art of putting up your hair in two minutes between bells. Don't be late for your classes. Follow my example. Easy lessons. Applyto B. Dodge. 

NINTH FORM

[Illustration: {Group photograph of students}]

TOP ROW--_Jane Robinson_, _Martha Eurich_, _Mary Elizabeth Case_, _Catherine Colwell_, _Caroline Doerr_, _Donna McCabe_, _Nancy Adair Van Slyke_, _Catherine Moroney_

MIDDLE ROW--_Edna Louise Smith_, _Margaret Maroney_, _Victoria Mercer_, _Mary Morison_, _Jean Adair Willard_, _Virginia Lee Bechtol_, _Elizabeth Heegaard_, _Mary Atkinson_

FRONT ROW--_Alice Tenney_, _Ann Beckwith_, _Carol Hoidale_, _Helen Tuttle_, _Marion Wood_, _Beatrice Wells_, _Mildred O'Brien_

GIANT TRANS-ATLANTIC AIR SHIP DOWNED

(Minneapolis Morning Tribune, June 21, 1932)

The giant airship _Coolidge_ was downed last night in a hurricane onthe Atlantic. A terrific wind arose, which broke one of the hugewings. The ship dropped abruptly, and though the captain fireddistress signals, nothing could possibly have saved the passengers butthe timely arrival of the _Admiral Sims_, a destroyer, captained byHelen Tuttle, and the ship, _The Roosevelt_, captained by CarolineDoerr. The two crews worked feverishly, and in less than an houreveryone was off the sinking ship. Miss Tuttle and Miss Doerr were theheroines of the hour, keeping their heads and directing their crewswith a coolness equal to any man's. Several Minneapolis people were onboard. Among them were Miss Carol Hoidale, famous sportswoman, who wasgoing to England to be in the Leicestershire horse show; Miss MarionWood, accomplished pianist; and Miss Elizabeth Heegard, a well-knownactress. Miss Doerr, Miss Tuttle, and these three ladies wereclassmates at Northrop Collegiate School and graduated in 1929. 

FORMER NORTHROP STUDENTS CAPTURING TITLES IN EUROPE

Miss Nancy Van Slyke and Miss Mary Morison are capturing all thetennis titles. Recently at the tournament at Nice the two Americansdefeated Mlle. Isabelle Lenglen, daughter of the famous Suzanne, andMlle. Pavol, winning both sets, 6-3, 6-0. This gives them the world'sdoubles championship. 

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Last night Miss Beatrice Wells was proclaimed world's amateur championfancy skater at the St. Moritz artificial rink. 

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Miss Jane Robinson and Miss Alice Tenny, the young American athletes, are doing well in the Olympics. Miss Robinson has set a new mark forhigh jumping. Miss Tenny has shattered all previous breaststrokerecords. 

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"Dee, " or Donna McCabe, won the Sanford cup yesterday with her Packardstraight eight. She lowered her previous record by several minutes. The distinguished monogram on the hood was designed by Mary E. Atkinson. 

BACK FROM MARS

Miss Martha Eurich and Miss Margaret Maroney, famous artists, returnedtoday from Mars, where they went to make sketches of an improved typeof building that has airplane parking space on the roof. They weresent by Miss Mary E. Case, president of the Animal Rescue League, whocontemplates building a new sky-scraper for animals. 

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Miss Catherine R. Mount, the well-known New York designer, says trainsare coming back. She bases her claims on the present length of skirts. 

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"The Same Old Story, " written by Miss Anne Beckwith, is a delightfulbook. The plot is very new and the book is very original. It ispleasantly illustrated by Miss Catherine Colwell, who is so famous forher drawings, and is dedicated in verse by Virginia Lee Bechtol toMiss Cordelia Lockwood. 

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Miss Edna Lou Smith will be the soloist for tomorrow's concert, thatis if she doesn't disappear in the meantime. 

TO MAKE DEBUT

Miss Mildred O'Brian will make her debut tomorrow at a tea given byher mother. Miss O'Brian will wear a corsage bouquet given by hermother, the first part of the afternoon. After that she will wear thecorsages given by her admirers, a minute each. 

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Judge Victoria Mercer sentences Hard Boiled Egg for life. 

EIGHTH FORM

[Illustration: {Group photograph of students}]

TOP ROW--_Muriel Miner_, _Frances Lee_, _Betty Stroud_, _Harriet Kemp_, _Lorraine Stuart_, _Alice Wright_, _Betty Bean_

MIDDLE ROW--_Betty Strout_, _Grayce Conary_, _Mary Elizabeth Ricker_, _Esther Hazlett_, _Mary Elizabeth Thrall_, _Inez Colcord_, _Edna Nagell_, _Ruth de Vienne_

FRONT ROW--_Marian Murray_, _Marjorie Osgood_, _Virginia Cook_, _Eleanor Bellows_, _Anne Winton_, _Louise Partridge_, _Miriam Powell_

 _Mary Eleanor Best_, _Ruth Alberta Clark_, _Aileen Stimson_

THE EIGHTH FORM PRIMER

 _Lest the history of our year Through passing time grow dimmer, We've gathered the choicest bits And put them in a primer. _

 =A= stands for Athletics, Ambition, and Art, Since they're packed full of Action we're glad to take part. 

 =B= is for Bumps, got when sliding at noon; We often see stars and sometimes the moon. 

 =C= for Captain ball games, two of which we have won, And we all agree they are jolly good fun. 

 =D= is le Duc whose French we found charming, But a sky downstairs we think most alarming. 

 =E= is for Eighths. What else could it be? Energetic, ecstatic, emphatic are we. 

 =F= is Friar Tuck. In our Robin Hood play He was bluff, fat, and hearty in quite the right way. 

 =G= for Graham crackers. They're indeed simple fare, But they keep us from getting too much outside air. 

 =H= is the Hill, so covered with sleet That when we come down, we can't stay on our feet. 

 =I= stands for Icelandic. Though amusing to hear, We think we'll not speak it each day in the year. 

 =J= is for Joking. That is our folly For rather than sad we choose to be jolly. 

 =K= for Kicker Sleds. They arrived last December And furnished good sport for every class member. 

 =L= is for Luther--Burbank we were told, Who started the Protestant reformation of old. 

 =M= is the Mascot that brings us our luck, And we surely need him to combat Sevens' pluck. 

 =N= for "Noblesse Oblige, " our chosen class aim. Though sometimes we slip, we strive on just the same. 

 =O= is Old Girls' Party, to which we escorted The whole seventh grade; a gay time was reported. 

 =P= is for Pageant we held Columbus Day, To tell how brave sailors to our land made way. 

 =Q= for the Quest the whole class did make When told to make rhymes for our Tatler's sake. 

 =R= for Radiators to which we all swarm To dry off our stockings and get our toes warm. 

 =S= is for Silver, that coupled with blue Is the symbol to which we shall ever be true. 

 =T= is for Tourney 'twixt the White and the Gold. But 'tis fought with balls instead of swords bold. 

 =U= is uniform. When that badge we wear We must look to upholding Northrop's standards so fair. 

 =V= for Valentine party, which the seventh form had. Favors, verses, and dancing made our hearts glad. 

 =W= for Winter Sports. There's no fun more thrilling, Whether skating or sliding or in the snow spilling. 

 =X= is unknown, so why trouble with it. We'll leave it alone and not wear out our wit. 

 =Y= is for Yells. We give them with vim When sports are on foot in our lower gym. 

 =Z= for Zipper boots, our greatest delights. Zip off the last minute and fly up two flights. 

SEVENTH FORM

[Illustration: {Group photograph of students}]

TOP ROW--_Katharine Simonton_, _Barbara Newman_, _Betty Goldsborough_, _Marjorie Williams_, _Louisa Hineline_, _Betty Miller_

MIDDLE ROW--_Laura Van Nest_, _Alice Benjamin_, _Pauline Brooks_, _Catherine Wagner_, _Catherine Piper_, _Ann Lee_

FRONT ROW--_Betty Thomson_, _Elizabeth Junkin_, _Jane Helm_, _Virginia Helm_, _Peggy Gillette_, _Emily Douglas_

SEVENTH FORM EVENTS

SPORTS

Early in the fall the sevenths and eighths had a number of baseballgames. Although the sevenths tried very hard, they were alwaysdefeated. However, spring is coming, and they may have better luck. 

In midwinter when games are indoors, captain ball is the popularsport. The two classes always play two games. In the first one thesevenths were badly beaten, but in the second they came close tovictory with a score of 3 to 2. 

The winter outdoor fun is on a bumpy, crooked hill back of school usedfor sliding. Down it goes a continuous stream of sleds, toboggans, andskis. Sometimes an overloaded sled drops a passenger on the way, andsometimes a load lands upside down in a drift, but it's all part ofthe fun. 

PARTIES

At the beginning of school the seventh form were guests of the eighthform at the opening League party. We danced a great deal, and welaughed at the Wild West show and the autoride of by-gone days. Thenwe climbed to the top floor for refreshments and more laughing. 

On the eleventh of February to return the courtesy, we invited theeighths to a valentine party. After decorating our guests with gaycaps, we danced for a while. The event of the day, however, was thevalentine boxes. There were three fat ones stuffed with valentines forus all. By the time we had exclaimed over them, we were ready to haverefreshments. Cheers of appreciation ended the party. 

CHAPEL PROGRAMS

This year we have been visited by both a princess and a duke. Theprincess came from Damascus and gave us an ancient story of hercity--the story of Naaman the Leper. The duke, who was from France, showed us pictures of beautiful old French buildings, which he istrying to keep from being destroyed. 

Early in March our own class took part in a chapel program bydemonstrating some lessons in musical appreciation. 

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Piping merrily _William_ the _Piper_ floated down the meadow _Brooks_seated at the _Helm_ of his boat. Being a _New-man_ in this country hestopped to ask his way of a _Miller_. The miller directed him acrossthe _Lee_ to a little town called _Goldsborough_. There he stopped atthe inn of the _Van Nest_. After a good sleep, a shave with his_Gillette_, and a hearty meal of _Thomson's_ baked beans and_Wagner's_ canned _Pease_, he was much refreshed. 

The next morning he continued his wanderings, but unwittingly hetrespassed on the land of a farmer named _Hineline_, who threatened totake him to the village of _Simonton_ and throw him and his _Junk-in_jail. Finally he made his peace, but he had to leave his boat behind. 

"However, I'm not so unlucky, " said he, "for I have stout _Douglas_shoes to tramp in, and my faithful dog, _Benjamin_, to bear mecompany. "

 JANE HELM AND CATHERINE PIPER. 

SIXTH FORM

[Illustration: {Group photograph of students}]

TOP ROW--_Mary Louise Parker_, _Miriam Lucker_, _Isabel McLaughlin_, _Mary Rogers_, _Betty Short_, _Janet Bulkley_, _Jane Fansler_

MIDDLE ROW--_Rosemarie Gregory_, _Carolyn Belcher_, _Sally Louise Bell_, _Grace Ann Campbell_, _Barbara Bagley_, _Ella Sturgis Pillsbury_, _Marie Jaffrey_, _Elizabeth Mapes_

FRONT ROW--_Betty Lou Burrows_, _Charlotte Driscoll_, _Gretchen Hauschild_, _Helen Beckwith_, _Eleanor Smith_, _Peggy Thomson_

 _Phyllis Foulstone_

FIFTH FORM

[Illustration: {Group photograph of students}]

TOP ROW--_Mary Ann Kelly_, _Anne Dalrymple_, _Mary Dodge_, _Barbara Healy_, _Harriet Hineline_, _Anne McGill_

MIDDLE ROW--_Barbara Anson_, _Jane Arnold_, _Mary Thayer_, _Mary Foster_, _Marian Carlson_, _Edith Rizer_, _Edith McKnight_

FRONT ROW--_Betty Jane Jewett_, _Geraldine Hudson_, _Ione Kuechle_, _Virginia Baker_, _Deborah Anson_, _Louise Walker_, _Catherine Gilman_

FOURTH FORM

[Illustration: {Group photograph of students}]

TOP ROW--_Martha Miller_, _Martha Bagley_, _Mary Malcolmson_, _Patty Greenman_

MIDDLE ROW--_Susan Wheelock_, _Patricia Dalrymple_, _Helen Louise Hayden_, _Nanette Harrison_

FRONT ROW--_Mary Partridge_, _Olivia Carpenter_, _Katherine Boynton_, _Anne Morrison_, _Dolly Conary_

 _Margaret Partridge_, _Frances Ward_

THIRD FORM

[Illustration: {Group photograph of students}]

TOP ROW--_Elizabeth Lucker_, _Sally Ross Dinsmore_, _Joan Parker_

MIDDLE ROW--_Rhoda Belcher_, _Penelope Paulson_, _Harriet Helm_, _Ottilie Tusler_

FRONT ROW--_Elizabeth Williams_, _Susan Snyder_, _Mary Lou Pickett_, _Anne PerLee_

 _Charlotte Buckley_

SECOND FORM

[Illustration: {Group photograph of students}]

TOP ROW--_Mary Anna Nash_, _Nancy Rogers_, _Katherine Dain_, _Blanche Rough_, _Betty Tuttle_

MIDDLE ROW--_Betty Lee_, _Elizabeth Hedback_, _Elizabeth Ann Eggleston_, _Ruth Rizer_, _Jane Loughland_, _Katharine Rand_

FRONT ROW--_Janey Lou Harvey_, _Katherine Warner_, _Donna Jane Weinrebe_, _Elizabeth Booraem_, _Margie Ireys_

 _Barbara Brooks_, _Helen Jane Eggan_

FIRST FORM

[Illustration: {Group photograph of students}]

TOP ROW--_Melissa Lindsey_, _Dorothea Lindsey_

MIDDLE ROW--_Mary Ann Fulton_, _Laura Booraem_, _Carolyn Cogdell_, _Peggy Carpenter_

FRONT ROW--_Bobby Thompson_, _Martha Pattridge_, _Betty King_, _Jane Pillsbury_, _Calder Bressler_

 _Whitney Burton_, _Betty June Tupper_, _Jean Bell_

KINDERGARTEN AND JUNIOR PRIMARY

[Illustration: {Group photographs of students}]

TOP ROW--_Jean Clifford_, _Archie Walker_, _Jimmie Wyman_, _Mary Jane Van Campen_, _Sally Jones_, _Vincent Carpenter_

MIDDLE ROW--_Morris Hallowell_, _Janet Sandy_, _Ogden Confer_, _Beatrice Devaney_, _Ann Carpenter_, _Frederick Jahn_, _Barbara Taylor_

FRONT ROW--_Phyllis Beckwith_, _Yale Sumley_, _David Warner_, _Jamie Doerr_, _Elizabeth Hobbs_, _Gloria Hays_, _Lindley Burton_, _Frances Mapes_, _Henry Doerr_

 _Sheldon Brooks_, _Billy Johns_, _Betty Webster_, _Barbara Hill_, _Patty Rogers_, _Emmy Lou Lucker_, _George Pillsbury_, _Jane Pillsbury_

COLLEGE NEWS

 Smith College, Northampton, Massachusetts, February 23, 1926. 

Dear Janet:

When I received your letter asking me to tell Northrop what heralumnae at Smith have been doing this year, I had a sudden sinkingsensation, since I felt that the achievements accomplished by some ofus have not been startling. However, upon digging for evidence, I havediscovered that Northrop need not feel ashamed of us after all. 

Dorothy Wilson sings in the Junior choir, is a member of the SmithCollege glee club, and of the Oriental club--one which is connectedwith the Bible department--and has been chosen business manager of theSmith College Handbook--"Freshman Bible"--for the class of 1930. 

"Pete" McCarthy, also a Junior, who vehemently claimed that she hadnothing to tell me about herself, I discover is fire captain of herhouse, a member of the French club, and chairman of the spring dancecommittee. 

On Washington's Birthday, at the annual rally day performance, MaryTruesdell and Lorraine Long, dressed as sailors, with theaccompaniment of the Mandolin Club, clogged for us in multifariousrhythms, ways, and manners--or however one does clog--to theastonishment of all of us, who never before dreamed that professionaltalent actually existed in Northampton. 

Elizabeth Carpenter is president of her house. As for the rest of us, Lucy Winton, Eleanor Cook, and me, all I can venture to say--and theyagree with me--is that, like the proverbial green freshman, we havebeen plodding along at studies occasionally, and at all other times wehave been eating, sleeping, or amusing ourselves to the nth degree. 

I can't wait to see the new _Tatler_ to find out what you have beendoing this year. 

Please give my love to everyone. 

 Very sincerely, PEG WILLIAMS

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 South Hadley, Massachusetts, February 18, 1926. 

Dear Margaret Louise:

If I should attempt to tell you everything we are doing here now, I'mafraid that I should go far past the limits of my little column, forour occupations are so multitudinous and varied that there is hardlyan end to them. 

Right now, notwithstanding the ever present pursuit of the academic, the whole college is having the most glorious time hiking over thecountryside on snowshoes, risking its dignity and perhaps its neck inattempting the ski jump on Pageant Field, and "hooking" rides with thesmall village boys on their bob sleds down the long hill on CollegeStreet. South Hadley is such a tiny town, anyway, that it is just likeliving in the country with lovely mountains all around. 

By now Mount Tom and Mount Holyoke are quite like old friends, formost of us had a personal interview with one or the other of them whenwe hiked one of the ranges last fall on Mountain Day. Mountain Day, bythe way, was a red letter day, for the Freshmen particularly. It wasone of those gorgeous blue October days when we could hardly stand thethought of having to be inside, and, almost like a gift from Heaven, Miss Woolley unexpectedly announced in morning chapel that she wouldleave it to the students to vote whether they would have their holidaythen, with its incomplete arrangements, or two days later when it wasscheduled, with beautifully laid plans but with possible showers. Thegirls were simply bursting with excitement by that time, and the votewas carried unanimously. Not one class in prospect for that day, butjust a chance to start out with a lunch on your back to "partsunknown"--oh, it was wonderful!

Another big part of our college social life here in the fall andspring is college songs and class serenades. During September andOctober we had one out by the "College Steps" once a week. I shallnever forget the first time we gathered under a full moon, about nineo'clock, and our senior song leader started us off by having us singall the songs we knew about the moon, with the singing of parts muchencouraged! Even if the harmony was a little doubtful in spots, takenas a whole the result was "perfectly heavenly"--to one enthusiasticFreshman. Then a few weeks later the Freshmen were called to theirwindows one evening to hear "Sisters, sisters, we sing to you, " andlooking down, we saw the whole Junior class assembled underneath thedormitory windows. Then in due time our turn came to "surprise them, "but it wasn't, evidently, kept a "deep and dark" secret as we hadhoped, for at the end of the first song we were literally showeredwith candy kisses hurled down from above. 

These are just a few of the kinds of things we do outside our academicwork; not to mention the picnic breakfasts at "Paradise" in the warmweather, sleigh rides or hikes to Old Hadley, a quaint old town nearhere, Winter Carnival, or all the excitement that comes with JuniorProm time. Then, you may be sure, the "little sisters" are pressedinto service!

What I think, however, makes Mount Holyoke mean what it does to us issomething that is almost impossible to describe, but something that isjust as real as any phase of our life here--and that is the collegeatmosphere. It is created, in part, by Miss Woolley's wonderful chapelservices, in part by the sheer beauty of the country in which we live, and, lastly, by the fine spirit of the girls themselves, the collegecommunity. 

 Very sincerely, DORIS DOUGLAS, '25. 

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To the Editor of the 1926 Tatler:

We who once formed a goodly part of Northrop's illustrious studentbody, but who now attend Vassar College, send our heartiest and mostaffectionate greetings, to the pupils, the faculty, the trustees, andMiss Carse!

In the first part of the year, when those of us who are Freshmen werebusying ourselves with getting adjusted to our new environment, newstudies, and new acquaintances, we had no time to reflect on our pastactivities. But now that we have become acclimated, we take great joyin remembering our years spent at Northrop, and realize, more andmore, all that she did for us. We owe our present life andopportunities to Northrop's splendid teaching and background. TheNorthrop League gave us a moral background which we shall never lose. Our companionship with each other gave us friendships which can neverbe lost, even though we may be separated. 

Northrop Alumnae who are Sophomores and the five who are holding upthe honor of Vassar's class of '26, still feel Northrop's influencevery strongly, and are forever singing her praises. They feel that thetraining in concentration and in well-divided time received atNorthrop has proved invaluable throughout their college course. 

The large number of us here at Vassar, set aside as "Northrop girls"feel that we have a great responsibility resting on us. We have astandard to live up to, a standard caused by the good name sent outinto the world by Northrop. May we live up to that name, may we carryon the standard of Northrop School. 

 JOSEPHINE CLIFFORD, BETTY GOODELL. 

MEMBERS OF LEAGUE COUNCIL FOR 1925-1926

OFFICERS OF THE LEAGUE

 MARY EATON _President_ VIRGINIA LEFFINGWELL _Vice-President_ BARBARA BAILEY _Treasurer_ FLORENCE ISABEL ROBERTS _Secretary_

CHAIRMEN OF STANDING COMMITTEES

 MARION HUME _Athletics_ MARGARET LOUISE NEWHALL _Publication_ BEATRICE JOSLIN _Entertainment_

CLASS PRESIDENTS

 EVELYN BAKER _Form XII_ BETTY LONG _Form XI_ MARY LOUISE SUDDUTH _Form X_ HELEN TUTTLE _Form IX_ ELEANOR BELLOWS _Form VIII_ JANE HELM _Form VII_

ATHLETIC COUNCIL

 MARION HUME _Chairman_ JOSEPHINE REINHART _Form XII_ CHARLOTTE WILLIAMS JANET MORISON _Form XI_ BETTY JEWETT JANE WOODWARD _Form X_ VICTORIA MERCER NANCY VAN SLYKE _Form IX_ RUTH DE VIENNE _Forms VIII and VII_

TATLER BOARD

 MARGARET LOUISE NEWHALL _Editor_ JANET MORISON _Business Assistant_ NANCY STEVENSON MARION MCDONALD _Form XII_ VIRGINIA LITTLE _Form XI_ MARTHA JEAN MAUGHAN _Form X_ NANCY VAN SLYKE _Form IX_ ANNE WINTON _Form VIII_ PAULINE BROOKS _Form VII_

FACULTY ADVISERS

 MISS CARSE MISS BAGIER MISS SADLEY MISS FEREBEE MISS MCHUGH MISS BROWN MISS SVENDDAL MISS PEASE MISS LOCKWOOD MRS. ARMSTRONG

THE NORTHROP LEAGUE

It hardly seems necessary in this, the sixth year of the League'sexistence, to explain its purpose. I think it is sufficient to saythat the League is an organization which, under Miss Carse'ssympathetic guidance, has come to control the student activities ofthe high school and the seventh and the eighth grades. It is true, ofcourse, that the League is governed by its officers, but the Leagueitself is what the large body of the girls make it. The pledge, anexpression of its standards, seeks to hold each girl to a high senseof honor, loyalty, and self-improvement. This, briefly, is thepurpose. As nearer perfection is reached, in the struggle for thisgoal, the League gains in power. Thus it is that the League is theresult of the effort of every member. 

 MARY EATON. 

Report of League Treasurer Given at the Parents' and Teachers' Dinner

Should any girl of Northrop wish to prepare herself for a positionthat has to do with the handling of money, I should advise her tobegin campaigning by lobbying for the office of Treasurer of theNorthrop League. However, the reputation of the detailed work of thisoffice is such that there are few who are ever over-anxious to receiveit. This was my feeling at first, but now when I realize how much Ialready know about making out checks, keeping accounts, and theintricacies of banking, I feel it is all worth while. By CommencementI shouldn't be surprised if I could fill the important position ofmessenger in a bank. 

The first thing that comes up at the beginning of each year is thecollection of the annual League dues, which are two dollars and fiftycents. A total amount of about three hundred dollars was handed inthis year. This is put under the "operating fund, " and takes care ofall the League expenditures, except those of the Welfare Committee. 

There are four departments of student activities drawing from theseLeague dues, athletic, entertainment, and printing and stationery. Also, this year the League voted to back the Tatler board up with onehundred dollars. At the first council meeting of the year a budget ismade out for the different committees of the League. This budget isbased on the expenditures of that committee for the preceding year. Until nineteen twenty-five, the Welfare work was taken care of bycollections running through the year as the various needs arose. Thisyear a new system was adopted, which took care of everything at onetime. We foresaw a need of money for the Thanksgiving, Christmas, andCommunity Funds, for the Near East Relief, and the French Orphans;therefore slips were given to each girl with these different needslisted. She was expected to put an amount after each, which amount shepledged to pay in cash or in deferred payments. So far eight hundredand twelve dollars of the nine hundred and two dollars and thirteencents pledged has been handed in. This plan is much more systematic, and saves the trouble of conducting so many drives. 

All money transactions of classes and committees whether receipts orexpenditures go through the hands of the League treasurer. A system ofbooks is maintained. Each class and committee keeps its own accounts. Then the League treasurer has a large cash book in which she alsokeeps all the receipts and disbursements of the classes andcommittees. At the end of each month the balances are put in asimplified ledger. It is from this that the monthly and annual reportsare made. When a bill is received, it is paid only by the Leaguetreasurer after it has been OK'd by the chairman of the committeeresponsible for it. When money is handed in, a receipt is given to thebearer. At the end of each month the books are balanced and checkedwith the bank statement. Also the check book is verified with the bankbalance. 

Although the League treasurer is custodian of the class funds, eachclass has a treasurer who keeps her own accounts. The classes havetheir own dues to pay for all their expenditures. At the end of eachmonth, after the class treasurer has balanced her book, it is checkedover with the accounts of the League treasurer for that class to seeif they agree. 

A checking account is kept at the Northwestern National Bank and thesavings' account at the Farmers and Mechanics Bank. We have had almostthree hundred dollars in the savings account, but two hundred dollars, which is last year's League gift to the school, has just beenwithdrawn and added to the Chapel Fund. 

The duties of a treasurer are not over until she has passed to hersuccessor what she has learned during her treasurership and haschanged the accounts to the new girl's name. After this has been done, the retiring treasurer is released and must seek new fields in whichto carry on. In case a former Northrop League treasurer ever appliesto any of you for a position, just remember the "big" business inwhich she began her training. 

 BARBARA BAILEY. 

NORTHROP LEAGUE WELFARE BUDGET

 NEAR EAST RELIEF 1926 FRENCH ORPHAN COMMUNITY FUND THANKSGIVING FUND CHRISTMAS FUND EMERGENCY FUND

This year, when Community Fund interests brought to our attention theneed of school collections, of which the Community Fund is but one, wethought to have a single large drive instead of several small drives. 

We called in the expert opinion of one who had long worked in socialagencies, and worked out a scheme and a budget for one drive coveringall our needs. This plan was presented to the League Council and metwith approval. 

Sheets containing lists of the various funds for which money was to becollected, were given to the pupils to take home for conference withtheir parents. If a girl wished to give to any one of the variousfunds, she was to mark down that amount, also putting down the date ofpayment (any time until February 1); or else the money might be sentright back with the pledges. In this way we tried to make the idea ofvoluntary subscription the whole basis of our plan. 

The total amount of the entire drive, both pledged and paid, is$902. 13, out of which $359. 58 was paid in full to the Community Fund. The total of the Thanksgiving Fund was $166. 10, out of which $106. 23was paid for Thanksgiving baskets which were filled with good, substantial food, and were delivered by a number of the girls, eachgroup accompanied by an older person, to eighteen needy families. TheChristmas fund total reached the sum of $180. 70. From this, we gave$75. 00 as gifts to the house-staff. The Emergency Fund amounted to$151. 25. From this, we gave $36. 00 to help support a French orphan forwhose care we are responsible. 

There is also an unapportioned fund. A number of pledges were returnedwith only the total amount marked down, none of which was dividedamong the funds. These amounts were put down under the unapportionedfund. From this sum, we drew $30. 00 for the Near East Relief. Inaddition to all this, we are having a continuous drive for old clotheswhich we place where most needed. 

After the various distributions were made, we found that our bookbalanced with that of the League treasurer. 

Handling a situation of this sort has been an interesting task, and Ithink that we all have greatly profited by the experience, and believethat it has been a preparation for future service to the Community. 

 VIRGINIA LEFFINGWELL, _Chairman_. 

[Illustration: {A group of students in costume as shepherds}]

CALENDAR FOR 1925-1926

 _OCTOBER_ 2--Old Girls' Party for the New. 16--Riding Contest. 

 _NOVEMBER_ 10--Book Exhibit. 13--Junior Carnival. 

 _DECEMBER_ 18--Christmas Luncheon. 19--Christmas Play. 

 _FEBRUARY_ 5--Parents' and Teachers' Dinner. 12--Valentine Party for Grades VII and VIII. Reading by the Princess Rahme Haider. 

 _MARCH_ 8--Lecture by the Duc de Trevise. 19--Northrop Entertains Summit. 25--Athletic Banquet. 26--Lecture by Dr. Cora Best. 

 _MAY_ 20 and 21--Junior Field Day. 27 and 28--Senior Field Day. 

 _JUNE_ 4--The Junior-Senior Dance. 7--Senior Chapel. Alumnae Luncheon. Class Day. 8--Commencement. 

[Illustration: {A student wearing a costume of robes}]

[Illustration: {Seven photographs of students in 19th century costume}]

The Junior-Senior Dance, 1925

On Friday morning, May 29, 1925, each Junior awoke with the entireresponsibility of the Junior-Senior dance on her shoulders. Teno'clock found some of the class in an effort to carry out the greenand white color scheme, robbing the neighbors' bridal wreath hedges ofall their glory. Returning to school they wound the blossoming spraysin and out of a white lattice work, which a few of their industriousclass mates had made to cover the radiators in the dining room. Theythen hung green and white balloons in clusters from the side lights. While this was being done, others were converting nice-lookingautomobiles into furniture vans. The furniture was arranged on theroof garden, over which Japanese lanterns were hung. 

Having finished these tasks, we had by no means completed our work. The supper tables next occupied our attention. These we arranged inthe side hall. Centering each was a miniature white May pole woundwith green and white streamers. The appearance was festive indeed. 

After the lapse of a few hours the weary Juniors returned to welcometheir guests, the Seniors. .. . As the clock struck twelve, the musicceased, the building resumed its former tranquility, and the happyguests filed home. 

 EVELYN BAKER AND POLLY DAUNT. 

We Entertain Summit School

Every year Northrop and Summit schools come together at one place orthe other for an informal party. This year, it being our pleasure toentertain the Summit girls, we looked forward to the occasion as oneof our most enjoyable events. 

We departed from the usual form of entertainment in presenting theFrench play "Le Voyage de Monsieur Perrichon. " Although probably notevery one in the audience understood all the speeches, the play wentoff well, for the plot is such that it is easily comprehended throughthe acting; also to aid the audience a short synopsis was read inEnglish before the curtain rose, by Shirley Woodward, who looked thepart of a dashing French soldier. 

The roles of that amusing pair, Monsieur and Madam Perrichon, weretaken by Betty Long and Barbara Bailey. Henriette, their daughter, wasportrayed by Anne Healy, and the two charming lovers, Daniel andArmand, by Dorothy Sweet and Janet Morrison. 

An additional feature of the program was provided by the facultysextet, in the form of several pleasing songs. After the play, thefaculties of both schools had refreshments upstairs, and dancingfollowed in the gymnasium. 

La Visite Du Duc De Trevise

[Illustration: {A large group of students outdoors with the visitor}]

Le huit mars nous fûmes très heureuses d'avoir avec nous le Duc deTrévise. Comme Mlle. Carse était dans l'est, Mlle. Bagier le présenta. Il fit une conférence des plus intéressantes sur la reconstruction del'ancienne architecture de la France, accompagnée de projectionscharmantes de son sujet. Il expliqua de son ravissant accent français, les dégâts qu'on fait aux beaux édifices du moyen âge. Il nous soumitle projet de son organisation pour conserver divers anciens châteaux, aux villages différents de la France pour chaque ville américaine quiaura approprié de l'argent pour cette cause, donnant ainsi le moyenaux citoyens de chaque ville d'avoir un logis quand ils visiteront levillage ou la ville dans lesquels leur château particulier se trouve. L'argent qu'on a déjà donné a fait beaucoup pour avancer le travail dela reconstruction. Nous fûmes charmées de découvrir que, quand ilretombait dans sa langue natale, nous pûmes avec peu de difficulté lecomprendre. Après que la dernière projection eut été montrée, le Ducvoulut beaucoup une photographie des élèves de Northrop School. Enconséquence nous nous assemblâmes au côté sud de l'école où Mlle. Bagier fit deux photographies des jeunes filles avec leur aminouveau-trouvé. Comme cela fut une grande occasion pour les plusjeunes filles, elles démandèrent à grands cris des autographes que leDuc leur donna avec bonté. Ensuite on nous rappela à nos leçons quinous semblèrent plus tristes que d'ordinaire par contraste avecl'heure très interessante que nous venions de passer avec le Duc. 

The Princess Rahme Haider

It would seem that the good angels were plotting in favor of NorthropSchool, for this year we have had one delightful entertainment afteranother. Foremost among these events was a visit from the Syrianprincess Rahme Haider and her charming companion Miss Burgess, whogave us a fascinating dramatic reading from the Bible. The entireschool was held spellbound by the art of the princess, who made a veryartistic appearance in her Oriental garb and had a charmingpersonality. Princess Rahme Haider most assuredly gave us one of themost interesting and profitable programs of the year. 

 GRACE HELEN STUART. 

[Handwriting: Sincerely Princess Rahme Damascus Syria]

[Illustration: {A group of students in 'peasant' costume}]

ATHLETIC CALENDAR

 October 2--The Riding Contest. 

BASEBALL

 November 2--VII, 2; VIII, 22. November 19--VII, 3; VIII, 25. November 24--VII, 5; VIII, 26. 

HOCKEY

 November 9--Senior, 1; Sophomore, 1. November 10--Junior, 5; Freshman, 0. November 12--Senior, 0; Freshman, 0. November 16--Senior, 0; Junior, 6. November 18--Sophomore, 8; Freshman, 0. November 19--Sophomore, 3; Junior, 0. 

CAPTAIN BALL

 March 3--VII, 2; VIII, 10. March 9--VII, 2; VIII, 3. March 11--Gold, 3; White, 10. March 16--Gold, 7; White, 8. 

BASKETBALL--INTERCLASS

 February 23--Junior, 13; Sophomore, 6. February 25--Freshman, 9; Sophomore, 20. March 1--Senior, 8; Sophomore, 10. March 2--Junior, 24; Freshman, 11. March 4--Freshman 5; Senior 5. March 8--Junior, 12; Senior, 19. March 11--Tournament--Junior, 11; Sophomore, 8. 

BASKETBALL--GOLD AND WHITE

 March 10--Gold I, 7; White I, 8. March 15--Gold II, 7; White II, 7. March 22--Gold III, 22; White III, 6. March 23--Gold IV, 11; White IV, 7. March 24--Gold A, 12; White A, 7. 

FIELD DAY

 May 21 and 22--Junior Field Day. May 27 and 28--Senior Field Day. 

HOCKEY

This year a new regulation in regard to hockey practise wasintroduced. The girls were required to report twice a week instead ofonce, one of these days being given to stick practise. 

The first game of the season was played on November ninth between theSeniors and the Sophomores. It was a very close one resulting in a oneto one tie. On the next day, November tenth, the Juniors beat theFreshmen by a score of five to nothing. The game on November secondresulted in another tie; this time a scoreless one between the Seniorsand the Freshmen, which was most unsatisfactory to both teams. OnNovember sixteenth the Senior-Junior game was played which the Juniorswon six to nothing. On the eighteenth the Sophomores won from theFreshmen eight to nothing, and on the next day the game between theJuniors and the Sophomores was played. As no one had crossed theJuniors' goal since the beginning of the '24 season there was a greatdeal of interest in the game. It was an exceedingly hard contest, twogirls being more or less knocked out during the game, but theSophomores won by a score of three to nothing. 

We were fortunate this season in having the weather remain so that wewere able to play all the games on the schedule. 

The Riding Contest

The annual riding contest was held on the Parade Grounds, Friday, October 16, Mlle. Bagier and Betty Fowler acting as managers. Althoughit was a cold and wintry day, a large crowd turned out. Dr. E. W. Berg, Mr. L. McFall, and Mr. William Hindle were the judges, and theMisses Anderson acted as ring mistresses. Everything went off verysmoothly, beginning with the Junior Cup Class, followed by the SeniorCup Class, the Pony Class, and ending with Five Gaited Class. Afterthe contest, tea was served in the gymnasium, where the awards weregiven out. The Junior Cup went to Ruth Clark; the Pony Cup, toVirginia Leffingwell; the Five Gaited Cup to Betty Fowler; and themuch desired Senior Cup to Mary Louise Sudduth. 

Base Ball and Captain Ball

On the fall the Sevenths and Eighths had several baseball games. Theywere very exciting in spite of the fact that the Eighths always won bya generous margin. However the Sevenths took the defeats so well thatno one could call them "poor losers. " After the snow came, captainball began. The two match games were very interesting. The score ofthe first was 10-2 in the Eighths' favor, and of the second was 8-7, the same side being victorious. Then came the Gold and White games, both of which the Whites won. It was hard, but it was fun, to playagainst a girl that one had previously played with as a partner. Thesegames brought out such good sportsmanship that we all enjoyed them. 

[Illustration: {Seven photographs of students participating in sportsevents}]

BASKETBALL

The basketball season opened with much enthusiasm as soon as schoolbegan after the Christmas vacation. The attendance at practices wasespecially good this year, and the members of every class reportedregularly. In order to arouse some spirit, each class distributed itscolors among its rooters, and there was much competition between theclasses in finding original yells. As a result of these efforts thecrowds at the games were exceptionally good, much larger than inprevious years. The Sophomore-Junior game, the first of the season, was won by the Juniors after a hard fight. The next two games were theSophomore-Freshman and the Senior-Sophomore, which were both won bythe Sophomores. The Juniors then played the Freshmen and werevictorious. The Senior-Freshman game, one of the most exciting of theseason, ended in a tie, much to the disappointment of both sides. TheSeniors in their last game at Northrop played the Juniors and won. Asa result of these games, the Juniors and Sophomores were competitorsin the tournament. 

The girls worked hard to make the gymnasium look suitable for theoccasion and were rewarded for their efforts, for cheering andenthusiastic crowds filled the gym. The best yelling of the evening, however, was done by the Sophomores, who nearly raised the roof withtheir snappy and well-led cheers. Their serious and well performedstunt of forming and singing, contrasted with the ridiculous showingof the Juniors made on tricycles. After the stunts, the game began andcertainly proved to be a close one. Although the Juniors were behindduring a good part of the game, they finally won by a score of 11-8. The tournament closed the inter-class games and those of the Gold andWhite teams began. 

In order that more girls might take part in the games, the upperschool had been divided into two large teams called the Gold andWhite. These teams were in turn subdivided into basketball teams, andmany games were played between these teams. Although the audienceswere not all that might be desired the plan can be called a successsince it interested more girls in the game. The White team won thefirst two games and the Gold the next two; therefore the final gamebetween the two "A" teams would decide whether the Gold or the Whiteteam would win the basketball series. The game was won by the Goldteam, 11-8. This game ended the basketball season, which has been anunusually good one. 

 I strive to wring from my unwilling pen A sonnet, --and all ordered thoughts pass by; Light as a swirl of mist, too soon they fly For my poor wits to capture them again. O sonnet unattained! For other men So easy to attain, but it is I Who struggle, and for me all goes awry, -- My efforts fond go unrequited then. "Why, surely it is but a trifle, this, " They cry amazed, in sweet unknowing bliss. A trifle, yes, for Shelley or for Blake, They had not many extra marks at stake; I toil in vain toward a retarding goal, -- I fear the poet's part is not my role. 

 SHIRLEY WOODWARD, '27. 

Gardens I Have Read About

Books are the means by which one may travel without moving. It isthrough the medium of a book that I was able to visit a garden inItaly. It happened to be a garden that was typically Italian and avery charming one. The entrance was through a vine-covered Tuscan archat the side of a villa, and down several steps to a wide terrace. Thesun was beating down outside, but inside this walled garden all wascool and refreshing. At one's feet were clumps of darkest green ferns, like miniature forests. At the bottom of the terrace there was aterracotta pool, where water flowers were drifting on their flat greenpads. Around the edge of this pool and through an aisle of tinyfragrant pink rose bushes was a space enclosed on three sides byfeathery greens. Here a laughing satyr was perched on the top of afountain, spouting water in a silvery arc. Through a shaded avenuecould be seen other secluded spots with marble benches in front ofother fountains. In another direction was a grotto where watertrickled down gray, moss-covered stones. Far in the distance werecypress trees waving their spear-like tops and standing guard over thecoolness and beauty of the garden. 

Very different from this is the sunny English garden that next Ivisited. It, too, was terraced and had fountains, but the water inthese fountains sparkled in the sun, and the cool dampness of theItalian garden was lacking. On the terrace were occasionalclosely-trimmed yew trees, or box trees clipped in odd shapes. Acurving walk, edged with laurel, led to the ivy-walled inner garden. Here, in the full sun and warmth, grew, not the delicate rose bush ofmy Italian garden, but sturdy, bold rose trees, and apple trees, abovesnowdrops, daffodils, and crocuses in round, oblong, and square beds. These had trimmed herbaceous borders, and gray flag walks lay betweenthem. Beyond towered great elms, but even these did not shut out anyof the sun, which reached the foxgloves and violets, transplanted fromthe moor to the corner of the wall. 

Here in America, though I have never been East, I know I should feelat home in a New England garden. My entire knowledge of them has beengained from books, but I am sure, from what I have read that thesegardens are quite as charming as the more formal ones of other lands. Separated from the street by either a white picket fence or a row oflilac bushes, grow in their seasons nasturtiums, pinks, larkspur, mignonette, sweet peas, and forget-me-nots, in neat rows. All theseare in such profusion that one sees only the glorious general effectand fails to notice that the garden has been planted with totaldisregard to the blending of colors. At the back, against the fence, tall sun flowers flaunt themselves, while in front are clumps ofgorgeous peonies, and at the side beds of fragrant mint. 

All these gardens I think of when spring comes, and my yearlygardening fever seizes me. But at the end of two months, when myradishes go to seed before attaining edible size, and those of myflowers that are not choked by weeds have been dug up by other membersof the family, I go back to the dream gardens in my books. 

 MARY EATON, '26. 

DIXIE

An old man, ragged, but with an air of dignity, quickly glanced at hisstop watch as a small figure, crouched over a shining black neck, shotby. With a thunder of hoofs the black horse whirled past and foughtfor her head down the stretch. She would win the followingSaturday--she must! If she didn't then she too would have to go andleave the ruined old gentleman, who looked so feeble leaning over thewhite rail which enclosed the mile track. After much coaxing the blackcolt came mincing up to her old master. 

The small colored boy, as black as his mount, was bubbling over withenthusiasm. "Dat dehby, Suh, is going to be won by ma Dixie, " pattingthe curved neck of the horse. 

The old gentleman looked up. "Mah boy, you must remembah that Dixiewill have otheah good hawses to beat. Vixen is the favohite and veryfast, although Ah know mah little black friend heah will do heh bestto honah the purple and white, " glancing proudly at the headband ofthe black marvel. "Next Satahday will decide it all. "

A shadow fell across the colt. Looking up, the gentleman, known asColonel Fairfax, saw a man dressed in a checkered suit and orangesocks. On a tie to match was a monstrous, well polished diamond, whichsparkled wickedly in the sun. The man stood staring at the stop-watch. "Ah beg yoh pahdon, Suh, but theh anything Ah could do foah you?"

The man, hearing the question, looked up, flushing. "Youh horse is aDerby entry?"

Colonel Fairfax eyed the horse reflectively and answered, "It alldepends on her condition, and only time can answeh that. " The manhurried away, leaving the old gentleman looking after him, a deepfrown on his face. 

"Washington, Ah am a bit doubtful about this new-uh-acquaintance, " headdressed the exercise boy. 

Each day, no matter how early Dixie was given her exercise, thestranger was to be seen loitering in the distance or walking brisklybeside the track--seemingly deep in thought. His presence seemed totrouble the Colonel, who watched his colt anxiously. 

At last, the final workout. Colonel Fairfax and the unwelcome strangerleaned over the rail, intently watching the black horse, whichappeared to have wings. The stranger, who had been seen talking to theowner of Vixen, the favorite, annoyed the old gentleman; he wassuspicious of this flashily dressed man and did not conceal hisfeelings. 

Sundown, Friday, found the stable at Churchill Downs buzzing withexcitement. The favorite's stall was surrounded by interested oldracing men, who loved the thoroughbred and his sport, while a fewindividuals in gaily checkered suits crowded about, listening to themany "hunches" for business reasons only. An old man sat before StallNo. 7. Glancing up, he noticed two men peering in at Dixie. One wasthe man who had seemed so much interested in the mare's trial gallops. Through the half-open door of the box stall could be seen a horse infaded purple and white blankets. After a hurried conversation the twomen passed on to the favorite's stall, where they smiled at thejockey, looked in, and walked on. 

Long after the one-thirty special night train had whistled at theDowns crossing, a dark figure could be seen sliding along the stalldoors--"Ten--Nine--; Eight--" Then it came to halt before Stall No. 7, and slipped through the door. It felt in the dark for the blanketedhorse's neck. The horse jumped as a dagger-like needle was thrust intoits neck. The colored boy, in a drugged sleep at the door of thestall, stirred in his dreams, but was still again. The door openedquietly, and the figure slipped out, leaving the horse in No. 7leaning drunkenly against the side wall. A shaft of moonlight fellacross the intruder's face, revealing the same man who had attendedall of Dixie's trial gallops. Little did this unscrupulous personrealize that the black mare was spending the night in an old desertedbarn near the race track, guarded by an old gentleman whose mouth wastwisted into a whimsical smile, while a "guaranteed-to-be-gentle"livery horse was leading a life of luxury that evening in Stall No. 7, Churchill Downs. 

Derby day at Churchill Downs! Kentucky was doing homage to thethoroughbred. As the band played "Dixie, " the Derby entries filedthrough the paddock onto the field. Proudly leading the string of thecountry's best two year olds, was the song's namesake, a true daughterof the South. With arching neck and prancing feet, Dixie, the pride ofan old man's heart, took her place at the barrier. Her jockey lookedup as he passed an aristocratic old gentleman, dressed in a faded coatwhich reminded one of "befoah de Wah" days and whose hat remained offwhile the horses passed. 

The barrier was up, and the roar shook the grandstand. "They're off!!"The favorite, Vixen, shot ahead and seemed to be making a runawayrace. Cheer after cheer rent the air. An old man clasped his program alittle tighter and breathed a prayer. Around the turn came Vixen, butnot alone. Crouched to the ground, a small black horse crept up to theflying tail of the favorite. Down the stretch the two thundered, fighting for supremacy. "Foah Kentucky, Dixie, and the honah of thepurple and white!" As if she heard this plea from her master, Dixiebent lower. Then, her black nose thrust ahead, more than a length inadvance of Vixen, she flashed under the wire, bringing "honah" to thepurple and white. 

 NANCY STEVENSON, '26. 

MY BUREAU DRAWERS

My bureau drawers, --I wonder what their contents could tell! WheneverI go through them with the firm resolve to clear out everything that Ido not actually use, I always end by saving some things just for thesake of the memories connected with them. 

Take that pink satin hair ribbon, for instance. I wore it for thefirst time with a new pink dress at a party in California. It bringsback all the thought of California as I first saw it in nineteentwenty, memories of stately and haughty poinsettias, of date palmsfrom which one could pick and eat fresh dates, of a dancing ocean withits myriads of lovely sea creatures, and its gaily-colored beachequipment, of an amusement park with the roller coaster on which Inearly had heart failure. 

Then, in another corner, lies a string of green beads. What couldbetter recall to my mind the night of my graduation from the gradeschool? The recollection makes me want to be in grade school oncemore. I well remember how one of my classmates forgot to bring themusic to the class song which was to have been one of the attractionsof the program. Disaster marked that evening farther when a tallDanish boy, looking the picture of selfconsciousness and misery, aroseto give the farewell address. As nearly as I can remember, it ranthus:

"Ladies and gentlemen, on the evening of our graduation ve vish totank de teachers and also de principal for de vork"--a long awkwardpause--"ve vish to tank de teachers and also de principal for devork"--a still longer pause, interspersed with rising giggles from thegraduating class--"Ladies and gentlemen, ve vish to tank de teachersand also de principal for de vork vich they have done in getting ustrough. "

Then, there at the back of the drawer, is a black satin sash. Itbrings to my mind an entirely different kind of memory. It is onething that I have left from the dress I wore at my grandfather'sfuneral. I remember all the tragedy of the occasion, lightened by onespot of comedy, my grandmother's losing her petticoat. 

I dare say that some day I shall throw away these things that othersconsider rubbish, but I shall never part with the memories for whichthey stand. 

 POLLY SWEET. 

A SURPRISE

It was early in the morning when Nancy Nelson awoke. She got up andput on her wrapper and one slipper, as she couldn't get the other oneon, though she tried hard. "Ah, " she said, "there must be something inmy slipper. " So Nancy felt in her slipper and then pulled out herhand. Why, there was a little package! "Who put it in there, Iwonder, " she said, quite surprised. Nancy asked everybody in thehouse. Then her mother said, "Nancy, did you forget that it is yourbirthday?" Then she opened the little package and found a small silverthimble, with the name "Nancy Nelson" on it. 

 ANNE MORRISON, Form IV. 

THE DEPARTURE AND THE RETURN OF THE SHIP

It was a clear, warm day in late spring and a ship was leaving theharbor, its departure accompanied by a merry clanking of chains as theanchor was drawn up. The lusty cheers of the sailors floated back inechoes. The shore was crowded with the wives and sweethearts of thesetwo hundred sailors, their brightly colored gowns and flutteringhandkerchiefs making a lovely picture against the background of thegreen cliffs. On board the men were singing lustily as they performedtheir tasks and the last echo of their happiness floated back clearlyto the little group on the shore as the ship dropped below the hilland out of sight. The women had already settled down to their periodof watchful waiting and were trusting the safety of their loved onesto God, who had always protected them and brought them home safelybefore. 

It was a clear, crisp night in late October and the moon was sendingits silvery beams out over the quiet waters. Everything was pervadedby an air of mystery. Slowly, from far out at sea, a great ship cameslinking into the harbor. As it drew nearer, it glowed with crimsonlights. Then, suddenly every light went out and again the greatmysterious hulk was swallowed up in the darkness. Not a sound washeard. Could this be the same ship that had sailed away so gayly threeyears ago? No one awaited its coming, for it had been long given upfor lost. It came nearer and nearer, and a breeze, which had suddenlycome up, whistled through its thin sails and moved the spars, making asound like the rattling of dry bones. Then, as if in response to thecommand of a ghostly captain, the great, black hulk sank into thedarkness under the water, leaving only a whirlpool to mark itsexistence. It sank as it had sailed in; slowly and mysteriously. 

 MARTHA JEAN MAUGHAN, '28. 

RAIN

 I love to hear upon the walk The rain that comes on nights in spring, So warm and soft and pattering It seems to fairly talk. 

 It tells me of arbutus shy, That hides in moss beside a tree, Of crocus and anemone That peek out at the sky. 

 It fills with earthly scent the night, And glistens on the new green leaves; It drips and drips from shining eaves And sparkles in the light. 

 MARY BRACKETT, '26. 

TROUBLES OF AN AMATEUR

Mary had been assured that "Dolly" was absolutely dependable, wouldnot shy, had a kind and gentle disposition, and was easy to manage;but now she was actually gazing upon this amiable annihilator, thecourage oozed out of her suddenly pounding heart and her eyes widenedwith fright and suspicion. She wished now she hadn't been so desirousof tempting fate on such a seemingly ferocious and unnatural brute. 

"Dolly, " on the other hand, happily unaware of his savageness andunnatural spirit, drooped his homely, ungainly head in a dejectedmanner. To him, Mary was only one more burden, one more wriggling, gasping infliction, to be jogged slowly about for her first ride. Hesnorted in disdain. Mary jumped. Why didn't she use her own feet?"Dolly" didn't want to be bothered. Finally he rolled an eye back tosurvey his passenger. 

The groom was gradually coaxing Mary on--onto something terrible. Shejust knew it! "Dolly" seemed to assume supernatural proportions asMary reached out a hand to grasp the reins which were handed to her. Someone boosted her on. Goodness! She was going right over on theother side! But no! She found herself sitting up on the broad back of"Dolly"; it was a very precarious position. How did one keep one'sbalance? She just knew she couldn't stay on. There was nothing to hangonto, and her. .. . 

"Help!" she shrieked, as her steed casually stamped a clumsy foot, inthe endeavor to rid himself of a persistent fly. 

The groom, now mounted, led her horse out into the ring. Mary hopedhe'd hang onto the reins. If he didn't. .. . Mary pictured herself amangled, shapeless mass. She shuddered. She'd seen those movie actorsdart gaily about and had thought it would be lovely to learn to dart. But now--she wondered if they had been tied on!

Oh! they were jogging. Mary didn't seem to understand the nature ofthe jog. She was out of breath. Grasping the pommel, she lookedmiserably at the long neck swaying in front of her. Two long earsfascinated her. Up and down, up and down. Ah! why didn't he stop? Sheattempted to shriek, but only succeeded in emitting faint gasps as"Dolly" swerved to avoid a small hole. Inside she seemed to be joltedto pieces. Her heart shook her chest, and a giddy feeling overpoweredher. Her vision blurred, and her breath came in short gasps. 

"Dolly" had now slowed down to a walk, but to Mary this was thewildest of gaits. Every minute she fully expected to die on the spot. She couldn't stand it another second. She couldn't--she couldn't!

"Time is up, Miss, " announced a cheery voice. "Do you wish todismount?"

Mary came up from the depths of agony, and hope lit her face. 

"Oh-h-h!" she moaned. "Yes, I--Yes! Yes!"

She was lifted, or rather dragged, off, she didn't know which, didn'tcare as long as she was off. The ground seemed to come up to meet her. Why didn't things stand still? Even the unsuspicious "Dolly" appearedto be performing grotesque antics. Mary took a step, just one. It wasnot necessary for her to take more to realize that she was very stiff. "Heavens!" She slowly gathered up her coat and hat, and limpedpainfully out of the Academy. Now she could realize that an amateur, in riding anyway, had her troubles in walking!

 VIRGINIA LEFFINGWELL, '26. 

TERESA

 Teresa is my aunt's black cat; She plays with this, she plays with that-- A tassel green, a string to tug, A fleck of light upon the rug Give her imagination fire. 

 And then she sleeps all in a ball Beside the hearth out in the hall. She loves to warm herself this way, And dreams, this time, about her play-- While cuddled up she purrs and purrs. 

 When tea time comes, she's always there, Beside my aunt's old walnut chair; Her big green eyes are bright with glee, Her chin sinks in a creamy sea, And her ecstasy is complete. 

 MARY BRACKETT, '26. 

BOOKS I SHOULD LIKE TO WRITE

It is last period on a long, sleepy, particularly humdrum day atschool. Shirley sits trying to concentrate on a history text-book, buther mind will wander, despite her really noble efforts to distinguishthe Valerian Laws from the Licinian Laws. 

"What an idiotic law to have to make!" she mutters resentfully. "ButI'm sure I shouldn't be so dumb in History if I had an interestingtext-book. It seems as though someone could write it, even if wearen't all Van Loons and H. G. Wellses. I bet I could myself--at leastI'd make it a fascinating book if not a strictly exact one ('Yes youwould, ' says her Subconscious, but she pays no attention)! When Ithink of the generations of defenseless students to be subjected tothese text-books, my heart aches for them!. .. The Valerian Lawwas. .. . "

The scene changes from this lethargic one to a fireside on a winterevening. She drops the book in her lap, the yells of the savages arefainter. She shakes the salt spray from her chair and tries to adjustherself once more to the prosaic of a land-lubber. 

"To write a book like that is my only desire on earth, " she murmurs, as she reaches for a volume of Jane Austen. 

Now, completely involved in the career of _Emma_, she says, "Oh, forthat gift of the gods Jane Austen had! Her speech--a rippling streamof perfect and delicious English, the King's English indeed! Eachphrase is as delicately constructed as a watch, and all her watchestick together as one. "

Thus the incorrigible child goes on, unaware how many fascinatingbooks she has longed to have written. From _Nicholas Nickleby_ to_Thunder on the Left_, from _Walter H. Page_ to the _Constant Nymph_, and from _Chaucer_ to _Edna St. Vincent Millay_! A veritablegourmande, she is. 

But forgive her. Who has not felt that he might improve a text-book?Who has not longed, in reading a glorious book, for similarbrilliance? What lover of books is unmoved to an occasional effort atemulation, even if he afterwards destroy it? You who do these things, sympathize with Shirley, who, by her own hand we do confess, isbitterly disillusioned every time she tries to write a theme. 

 SHIRLEY WOODWARD, '27. 

OUR STREET

Three Indians padded softly along through the tall dark pines. Theirerrand seemed peaceful, since their number was so small and they cameso openly. Soon the path widened out, and finally led to a small gladein which stood a rough cabin. The Indians stopped to observecautiously before making themselves known. What they saw filled themwith curiosity and awe, for standing before the cabin was a white manpraying, his deep voice echoing through the wild stillness of theforest. Beside him stood a younger man, whose attention, whilerespectful, was not undivided, for he had spied the Indians and waitedrestlessly for the "father" to finish his devotions. These done, hecalled his superior's attention to the savages lurking on theoutskirts of the glade and beckoned to them to come forward. Bothwhite men were eager to learn what the Indians might tell them, andthe elder, who spoke the Indian tongue, talked glibly with theredskins. They, in turn, were curious about several things. First, thestrange contrivance that hung from Father Hennepin's belt. Heexplained that it was to help him find his way through the unchartedcountry. Save for the compass he would quickly be lost. 

"Hugh, " grunted one of the braves, "that no good. I lead you, "surprising the Jesuit by his use of English. 

"Good, " answered the priest. The two white men went into the cabin, gathered their scanty baggage, and reappeared at the door. By thistime the other Indians had disappeared down the path by which they hadcome. In the opposite direction, without a backward glance, the partyof three men, the Jesuit, his companion, and the Indian guide, set outto find new thoroughfares. 

Now from morning to night traffic rolls along the same trail. Thenarrow path that once found its way through the forest with manyturnings and twistings is now a wide, paved avenue. Over it go streetcars carrying busy people, trucks laden with gravel or coal, theever-present automobiles of people bent on pleasure. The street islined on either side with tall buildings: stores, offices, houses, churches, museums. As we go down the avenue, we come to what was oncea clearing in the forest. Instead of the simple cabin, there are now avariety of buildings: a small store whose owner, a French Canadian, carries on a thriving business; opposite, a restaurant owned by twoyellow Chinese, who specialize in chow-mein; next door, theestablishment of a husky Yankee, who plies his trade by greasingautomobiles and supplying gasoline to motorists demanding thatnecessity. 

A thriving community now, what will this one time forest clearing betwo hundred years hence?

 JANET MORISON, '27. 

A CONVERSATION AT THE DINNER TABLE

At dinner Daddy told us he had seen a prince. I asked him what princeit was. 

Then Mother said, "Didn't you read the paper, Ella Sturgis?"

"No, " I replied. 

"It was the Prince of Greece, " said Daddy, "and he wore a monocle. "

Chucky said, "What is a monocle?"

"It is a glass people wear in one eye and squint a little to keep itin, " said Mother. 

Then she asked Daddy where he had seen the prince. 

"At the club, " he replied. "I was invited to have lunch with him, butI could not accept the invitation because I had promised Ella Sturgisto do something for her dog, and Ashes is more important than thePrince. "

 ELLA STURGIS PILLSBURY, Form VI. 

LORING PARK IN GRANDFATHER'S DAY

In about 1855 Mr. W. H. Grimshaw came to live in Minneapolis where thePlaza Hotel now stands. Then Loring Park and the vicinity was farmland, and an Indian named Keg-o-ma-go-shieg had his wigwam at thecorner of Oak Grove and Fifteenth streets. Mr. Grimshaw learned fromhim that Indians had lived on this spot for generations, but thatsince the land had come under government control, most of the Indianshad gone. Keg-o-ma-go-shieg, because he loved so much the spot wherehe was born, returned every summer to fish in the lakes and hunt inthe woods of his beloved birthplace. There is no tablet or monument tothis last Indian in Loring Park, but there is one to Ole Bull facingHarmon Place. Would it not be more fitting to have a statue of SittingBull?

Also there used to be an old, well-traveled Indian trail through thePark, of which there is no trace now, although some people havesearched carefully for it. According to Mr. Grimshaw there used to becountless passenger pigeons, which in the migratory season roosted inthe trees of Loring Park. At noon the sky would be darkened by a cloudof these birds, the air would be filled with the sound of their wings, and they would alight on the branches of the trees, nearly breakingthem down by their great weight. 

Then there was the old brook that flowed out of Loring Park lake, across Harmon Place, under the present automobile buildings, andemptied into Basset's Creek. The old military road from MinnehahaFalls to Fort Ridgley ran through this section, roughly along HennepinAvenue. 

West of Hennepin Avenue was Ruber's pasture, where cows and horsesused to graze, and where the Parade Grounds, the Armory, theCathedral, and Northrop School now are. Mr. J. S. Johnson was thefirst white settler in this part of Minneapolis. In 1856 he bought onehundred and sixty acres, of which a part is now Loring Park, for onedollar and twenty-five cents per acre. 

 EUGENIA BOVEY, '08. 

THE STORY HOUR

"Now if you will be quiet I will tell you a story, " said Miss Smith. 

"All right, " said Tom, "but you must tell us a story about a pirate. "

"No!" cried Betty, "tell us a story about a fairy. "

"Be quiet or I will not tell you any story, " exclaimed Miss Smith. 

"Please tell us a 'tory bout 'ittle baby, " pleaded baby Ruth. 

"All right, the story will be about a little baby. You two olderchildren ought to know better than to shout, " sighed Miss Smith. 

"Oh dear, we never get anything now that Ruthie is old enough to letyou know what she wants, " groaned Tom. 

"Once upon a time, " began Miss Smith, "there was a . .. "

"Pirate, " interrupted Tom. 

"No, no, " said Miss Smith as she went on with the story. "Once upon atime there was a . .. "

"Fairy, " interrupted Betty. 

"No, a little baby, " cried Ruth. 

 JANET BULKLEY, Form VI. 

[Illustration: {Nine photographs of students enjoying leisureactivities}]

Spring and Summer

 Spring is coming with the sun; The birds are coming too. Summer's coming with the grass, The flowers with the dew. 

 SUSAN WHEELOCK, Form IV. 

"AT THE BACK OF THE NORTH WIND"

If you would enjoy a glance at the home of one of the winds, read _Atthe Back of the North Wind_, by George MacDonald. Young Diamond, alittle boy, the North Wind, Diamond's father and mother, and OldDiamond, which is a great and good horse, --these are the charactersyou will hear the most about in this story. The story narrates aseries of adventures, in dream form, of Young Diamond and an uncannycreature who calls herself the North Wind. An unusual part of thestory is the trip to the sea where the North Wind will destroy a ship. Diamond does not want to perceive this, so North Wind drops him in agreat cathedral, where he wakes to see the moon-lit windows showingthe saints in beautiful garments. If you like fairy tales, I wouldsuggest that you read this incredible book. 

 GERALDINE HUDSON, Form V. 

My dear friend:

I do so hope you will like the book _Dandelion Cottage_. It is aninteresting story of four little girls named Betty Tucker, JeanieMapes, Mabel Bennett, and Marjorie Vale, who pay rent for a cottage bypulling dandelions. They have such interesting adventures and act sobusiness-like that you ought to love it. I did when I read it. CarrollWatson Rankin certainly knows what girls like, for she has innumerableobjects in that cottage that I know you would love to have in yourroom. It is very clean in the cottage, with not an atom of dirtanywhere. The part I like best in the story is where Laura Milligan, adisdainful little girl, moves into the neighborhood. She makes lifemiserable for the cottagers. When you read the story, be sure you lookvery carefully for the things Laura does, for they are veryinteresting. I know you prefer to read the book yourselves, so I willclose now. 

 Sincerely yours, BARBARA ANSON, Form V. 

KRAG AND JOHNNY BEAR

You would be very much interested in the story of _Krag and JohnnyBear_, by Ernest Thomson Seton. The names are very cute. There areNubbins, his mother, White Nose, and his mother. This part of thestory tells about Krag, an extraordinary little sheep, who has manyfascinating adventures. Little White Nose is very lazy, obstinate, andwary. Every morning Nubbins gets up and tries to wake up White Nose. When Krag grows up, he has beautiful big horns, and the hunters try tocatch him so they can mount them. At the end of the story he is caughtand his horns are mounted and kept in the king's palace. I know youwould like to read this book if you are fond of animal stories. Another interesting story is about Randy, an extraordinary sparrow whois brought up with some canaries and learns to sing. One day the cageRandy was in fell over with an astounding crash and he escaped. Hebuilt a nest of sticks, which was the only kind he knew, and was verydisconsolate when his mate, who was an ordinary sparrow, threw themaway and brought hay and straw instead. Randy's mate is finally killedand Randy is caught and put back in his cage. I think you will likethis book if you like animal stories. 

 JANE ARNOLD AND LOUISE WALKER, Form V. 

USES OF PUMPKINS

It was a cold and frosty morning at Mr. Brown's farm. The pumpkinswere huddled together, and their frosty coats glistened in the morningsunshine. 

"I heard Mr. Brown talking about Thanksgiving, " said a little pumpkin. "I wonder what Thanksgiving is?"

"Long ago, " began a big pumpkin, "when the first white people came tothis country, it was in early winter, and these settlers could raiseno food. Many of them died of hunger and cold. But the next year thesettlers planted many crops, and they grew wonderfully. So they had aday to thank God for the crops they had. The day they celebrated iscalled Thanksgiving. "

"Oh, I see, " said the little pumpkin. "I am sure Teddy was thankful hehad such a nice big pumpkin to make his Jack o' lantern out of onHallowe'en. "

"I think the cattle are thankful that they have us to eat in winter, "said a middle-sized pumpkin, trying very hard to look wise, but theNovember air was so delightfully chilly and crisp he had to laugh. 

"I'm sure Farmer Brown and his family are thankful to have such a nicepumpkin pie every Thanksgiving, " said a big pumpkin. 

"I never knew pumpkins were so useful, " sighed the little pumpkinsleepily. Then he turned over and went to sleep. 

 HARRIOT OLIVIA CARPENTER, Form IV. 

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 +----------------------------+ | | | _Compliments of--_ | | | | | | John F. McDonald | | Lumber Company | | | | | | _One piece or a carload_ | | | +----------------------------+

 +------------------------------------+ | | | MELONE-BOVEY | | LUMBER CO. | | | | 4 Retail Yards | | | | ~~~ | | | | MAIN OFFICE AND YARDS | | 13th Avenue South and 4th Street | | | +------------------------------------+

 +--------------------------+ | | | OCCIDENT FLOUR | | | | | | _Costs more--worth it_ | | | +--------------------------+

 +----------------------------+ | | | Barrington Hall Coffee | | | | BAKER IMPORTING CO. | | | | 0_---_0 | | | | Minneapolis and New York | | | +----------------------------+

 +-------------------------------------------+ | | | THORPE BROS. | | REALTORS SINCE 1885 | | | | _Complete Real Estate Service_ | | | | | | Owners and Developers of | | _The Country Club District_ | | | | | | THORPE BROS. | | | | _Thorpe Bros. Building_ | | 519 MARQUETTE AVE. | | | | _In the Heart of Financial Minneapolis_ | | | +-------------------------------------------+

 +------------------------------------+ | | | _Compliments of_ | | | | | | North Star Woolen | | Mills Co. | | | | _Manufacturers of Fine Blankets_ | | | | MINNEAPOLIS, MINN. | | | +------------------------------------+

 +-------------------------------+ | | | [Illustration] | | | | WASHBURN'S GOLD MEDAL FOODS | | | | _The_ GOLD MEDAL LINE | | OF FOODS | | | +-------------------------------+

 +----------------------------------------------------------------+ | | | [Illustration] | | _Of flannel and broadcloth in all the smart plain shades, | | also novel checks and plaids. Made with either roll sport | | or notched collar and hip bands of either knit wool or | | self material. _ | | | | _Nothing Like a_ | | | | POLAR OVERJAC | | | | _playing around outdoors_ | | | | There's nothing like it for looks or for utility either. The | | jaunty lines, the natty materials, the exuberant | | colors--that will all appeal to you, and besides you'll like | | the easy feel of it on you--the comfortable fit--the way it | | "gives" to your movements. | | | | Whatever your plans for this summer vacation you'll want a | | Polar Overjac. It's the handiest thing imaginable to slip | | into--and just the right weight to give the little extra | | warmth needed cooler days and evenings. For driving, golf, | | for "roughing it" and all the rest. Well made, expertly | | tailored--that accounts for a lot of its good looks. | | | | _At Your Neighborhood Store_ | | | | Made exclusively by | | | | _Wyman, Partridge & Co. _ | | MINNEAPOLIS | | | +----------------------------------------------------------------+

 +----------------------------+ | | | [Illustration] | | | | FIRST NATIONAL BANK | | | | _Minneapolis, Minnesota_ | | | +----------------------------+

 +----------------------------------+ | | | _Compliments of_ | | | | DAVIS _and_ MICHEL | | _ATTORNEYS-AT-LAW_ | | | | | | 419 METROPOLITAN BANK BUILDING | | | +----------------------------------+

 +------------------------------------------+ | | | _Since 1870_ | | | | A SAFE PLACE FOR | | SAVINGS ACCOUNTS | | | | HENNEPIN COUNTY | | SAVINGS BANK | | | | 511 MARQUETTE | | | | _The Oldest Savings Bank in Minnesota_ | | | +------------------------------------------+

 +------------------------------------------------------------+ | | | _The following names represent purchasers of advertising | | space in the Tatler, who have given the space back to us | | for our own purposes. We are especially grateful to them | | for this two-fold gift, and wish hereby to acknowledge | | their contribution. _ | | | | MR. C. R. WILLIAMS MR. B. H. WOODWORTH | | MR. P. A. BROOKS MR. V. H. VAN SLYKE | | MR. R. A. GAMBLE MR. W. A. REINHART | | MR. C. M. CASE | | | +------------------------------------------------------------+

From the Press of the Augsburg Publishing House

Transcriber's Note

Obvious typographic errors (incorrect punctuation, omitted or transposedletters) have been repaired. Otherwise, however, variable spelling(including proper names, where there was no way to establish whichspelling was correct) and hyphenation has been left as printed, due tothe number of different contributors. 

Page 19 includes the phrase "if the snow smelts. " This is probably atypographic error, but as it was impossible to be certain, it has beenleft as printed.