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HELEN ARMSTRONG HOWELL,
MARJORIE STOCKTON CANAN,
ANNE KNOX BuzBy,

ELOISE RUTHVEN TREMAIN,

MARGUERITE GRIBI,

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Class Officers

Chatyman—HELEN ARMSTRONG HOWELL,

Temporary Secretary—JANE ALLEN,

President—MARTHA SKERRY ROCKWELL,

Vice-President and Treasurer-—HARRIET RODMAN SOUTHERLAND,
Secretary—JANE ALLEN.
Che Devds of the Class of 1904

From the day of their entrance until the night of the Jarley Wax Works
Ra & &

In the fall of Nineteen Hundred,
Struggling under Pembroke archway,
Came a motley crowd of Freshmen,
Tall and awkward, fat and bashful.
Green were we as was the campus
Over which we meekly wandered.
Some lined up outside the office,
Lined up full of awe and terror,
Falteringly received our course-books,
Faltering, wrote our names upon them.
Some few strove our rooms to settle;
Hung “Hosea’’ next to ‘“‘Mamma;”’
Gazed upon the pine-wood book-case,
Wondered idly where to put it.

In the midst of all this struggle

Came a secret invitation

To a still more secret meeting

In the top-most floor of Radnor.
"Twas the first of many like it.

Loud and long was the debating.

Was the chairman “Miss’’ or “Mister?”
Wild and aimless were the motions,
Hot and wordy were the battles

Ere a point could be decided,

Till at last we chose a Rush-song

And a watchword diplomatic,

(All about retiring early).

Then the evening of the next day
Found us gathered back of Radnor,
Grasping one another’s shoulders,
Cheering loudly through our noses.
Then began our mighty rushing
Through the halls, throughout the campus,
Tumbling over trunks and sofas,
Singing gladly all the meanwhile;

And the wildly lunging Sophomores
Shrieking out ‘“‘No pers’nal violence!”’
Stood before us in our pathway.

Proud and full of prowess were we.
And this was the introduction

To those deeds of reckless daring

Done upon the bars and horses,

In that firm and red-bricked mansion,
Where the gentle supervisor

Having lectured first on ‘“‘ Hygiene”’
Stood us up and marched us backwards,
Mixed us up with all her orders,

Till a few who strutted proudly

Soared into the First Division.

Later on our pride was shattered,
Spoke we little of our prowess,

For our bland and smiling lateness

To a talk on ancient customs

Caused the first descent upon us

Of those peals of Jove-like thunder,
(Which we’ve often since encountered.)
Still our spirit was not broken,

For a day or two thereafter

Legged with stealth, and armed with paint-pots,
Crawled a few from out our number

To the highest point in Taylor,
Crawled, and when they got there, painted.
They were followed on the next day
By some more from out our number
With like purpose and more paint-pots,
Who, when they had clambered slowly
Up the stairs into the belfry,

Found upon the bell of iron

1904 in letters azure.

Sad their hearts, but they determined
Not to let the paint be wasted,

So in letters white as ivory

1904 once more was painted

On that bell in Taylor belfry.

Great the wrath of all the Sophomores
When they heard of our assurance,

Till they even wrote a letter

Like a ‘‘ Don’t Book,” expurgated,
Telling us just what we mustn’t,
What to do and how to do it.
Then their anger cooling slightly,
They sent forth an invitation,
Bidding us to a reception.
Pleased we went there, each one meaning
To be on her best behaviour;
So when asked to sing together,
Loud we lifted up our voices,
Loud we sang in joyful chorus,
Setting forth the many virtues
Found in 1904, the mighty.

* * * *

Silently we wandered homeward,

Wandered homeward through the shadows.

SADIE MARIE BRIGGS,
ANNE KNox Buzsy.



Rush Song

Tune—‘ The Blue and the Gray.”’ Words by ADELHEID HEcHT.

A class is here that we all must cheer
Together and one by one.

Never before has Bryn Mawr

Had a class so full of fun.

Watch us as we go a-rushing
Through these very halls.

Sophs would like to stop our brushing
Along their guarded walls,

But they find they cannot do it,

Our class is far too strong;

They know they cannot subdue it,
Though they’ve tried to all along.
Then we'll cheer for our class,
Hurrah for 1904,

The finest yet to pass

Through the precincts of Bryn Mawr.
Class Song

Tune—Tommy Atkins. Words by HELEN ARMSTRONG HOWELL.

O, we hasten from the mountains and the shore,

From the length and breadth of this, our wide domain,
At the call of Bryn Mawr, thronging at her door;

Though, alas, for some their trouble was in vain,

The call of Bryn Mawr went throughout the land,

Till all maidens longed to go and learn her lore.

Some entered at these portals, closed to ordinary mortals,
And we formed the glorious Class of 1904.

Chorus:— Glorious Class of 1904, sing her praises every one,
Till the knowledge of her greatness reaches even to the sun!
May her luck be never failing;
May her course he straight and true.
Dearest Class of all the Classes,
Here’s your daughters’ love to you.

As we pass through four swift years of college life,
May each one be more renowned than the last;
May our class be free from trouble and from strife,
Till Commencement Day is done and all is past;
Still the memory of the Class of 1904

Shall remain engraven on each separate heart;

Our love for her will strengthen as the years,
Though the stress of life should force us all apart.

Class Cheer

DAG) Ow 4,

I 9 O 4,

Hoorah! Bryn Mawr,
Nineteen hundred and four.
Iunior Carnival
@rtoher 14, 1904

AITING out there on the campus for our Juniors to
appear, was very mysterious. To this day, I do not
know just where we were—everything seemed so new
and strange and different there. There were moments
of secret anxiety lest the Juniors should not find us in the
dark; and in order to inform them of our whereabouts
and to dispel any doubts in their minds as to our
identity, we cheered again and again for them and for

ourselves. At last, with blaze of torches and showers of confetti,

came the gay Carnival crowd, down the long avenue of maples.

There rode the King of the Carnival in royal state, surrounded by his

troop of subjects in their parti-colored garb; and in a moment our Class

Chairman was crowned Queen and placed beside him.

Merrily we marched up to the gym with our motley company of
hosts, and, seated on the floor there, we watched tableaux, dances, and
ballets, with an enthusiasm that grew and grew until it reached its culmina-
tion as the final scene appeared. Here was 1902’s future European Fellow,
a round-faced, happy little girl, planting the Class flower of 1904. By dint
of industrious watering, the seed sprouted and grew surprisingly (we were
reminded of the famous bean-stalk) until in a moment the vine had
shot up to the gallery, where a huge bud burst into blossom and the 1904
banner appeared to our delighted gaze as the fruit of this remarkable plant.
The sight of it, even that first time, brought a thrill of pride and loyalty
to our hearts.

After this, I hate to speak of our banner song. We had expected to
receive our flag outdoors, so now in the gas-lighted gymnasium we sang:

“Oh say, can you see, by the light of the stars”’

Did I say that we sang? Say rather, we squeaked; for the song was
started so high that only a few brave spirits even attempted to reach
the upper notes. It was, perhaps, with the memory of this early failure
in their minds, that after the presentation of the lanterns in our Sopho-
more year, 1902, gave their class cheer for 1904’s singing.

CLARA Cary CASE.


1904-1902

Tune—Star Spangled Banner. Words by ALICE WALDO.

O say, can you see, by the light of the stars,

The beautiful flag that the Juniors have given,

On which are emblazoned in luminous bars

The numbers we love and for which we have striven?

Chorus—Then we'll cheer 1902,
And we'll ever be true
To the class that has helped us and watched o’er us too.
‘Tis the 1904 banner, O long may it wave
O’er a class that is loyal, united and brave.

Then we thank you to-night for the flag of our class,
When it waves o’er our heads, we will think of you ever;
When at last from the portals of Bryn Mawr we pass
Do you think we'll forget you? O, never, O never!

Che Senior Entertainment

N the Nineteenth of October, the Class had the joy of
attending an entertainment given by the mighty Seniors
|. themselves. Entering the gymnasium by the narrow back
|| stairway of Honor, we were confronted with a most wax-
worklike and unseniorlike company of Mrs. Jarley’s Wax
Works. A fewof our Senior friends and acquaintances, it
is true, we were able to recognize in the guiding ushers



Lai |i US High on a pedestal in the middle of the room, ae the Stanlaus
: . '- “Bryn Mawr Girl’’ with the most incredible number of ruffles set off by
¢ A} KOs cap and gown. Then it was that we became aware of a bustling Mrs.

C4 | Jarley, adorned with a gay bonnet and shawl, who, with an amazingly

|) ~ voluble flow of language, was exhibiting more figures on the stage to the
yp \ Y Ofortunate persons near her. At her “‘Wind him up George!” that re-

Wy markable creature then rapidly shuffled across the stage and wound up,

in succession, the great Columbus, Wm. McKinley, Mr. Roosevelt, the

4 | “Boy Orator’’ from Nebraska, Wm. J. Bryan, and the lovely Mary, Queen

A | _ of Scots. These were good; but a real prize-fight, a trifle badly-oiled,

between Jim Corbett and Terry McGovern was a sight to draw admiration

b from the most worldly-wise. But our hearts beat fast as we entered

i. ~) the Chamber of Horrors, where the inhuman Charlotte Corday stabbed

N\ a handsome Marat in a twentieth-century bath-robe, and a villainous-

ee 2) looking Harry Cornish poured out the famous Bromo Seltzer. Here an

- Indian savage and a timid settler’s daughter were made to pursue one

another alternately; and here too was the wretch who had tickled nine
wives to death.



After this we were introduced to several of the most interesting mem-
bers of the faculty, who, when properly wound up, declaimed in a most
characteristic manner. Near these, were two gentlemen, arm in arm,
who proved to be those enemies of all First Year English Students, Mr.
Genung and Mr. Wendell. Near them we saw the great Dr. Johnson;
a lovely, if slightly jerky, Juliet and enamored Romeo; and a whole seraglio
of Turkish beauties. Back in a corner on a bench sat three silent, mys-
terious old persons, in whom we finally recognized those legendary creatures,
Trustees.

Afterwards, the wax-works came to life enough to dance with us
and offer us refreshments, and, as a crowning joy, the missing link kindly
allowed us to pull out some hairs from its tail for our new Memory

Books.
E. M. Howuipay.

N. B.—While 1901 was thus extending its hospitality toward us, 1903
was not idle. They too were looking out for our welfare. As we prepared
to lock ourselves safely within our rooms that night, we discovered that
1903 held the key to the situation! Not until Cap and Gown Night, how-
ever, did the full significance of this calamity burst upon us.



1904-1901

Tune—There is a Tavern. ‘A Ballad.”

We'll give three cheers for 1901, 1901.
Her show’s as brilliant as the sun, as the sun,
And though we’re Freshmen, meek as you can see,
We're just as grateful as can be,
Chorus—Then here’s to Bryn Mawr College,
To her seniors and their knowledge
And we’ll cheer for Bryn Mawr College once again, again.
We'll give three cheers for 1901, 1901,
With thanks for all that she has done, she has done.
To-night she adds to the laurels she has won,
The learned Class of Igor.


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N, Tuesday, October 23rd, from 3 to 5 P. M., Caps and

owns will be distributed in Denbigh Student’s Parlor.

FE price is $7.35 which must be paid before caps and
gowns can be obtained. Please bring exact change.

[ [Signed] E. T. Oruapy, Treas.
I... ‘’ So read the notices which announced the arrival of
|$ our caps and gowns, and “from three to five p. m.’’ an eager line of
¥gullible freshmen, ‘with exact change,’’ went in and out of Denbigh
Students’ Parlor. Outside of the hall, just underneath the window, stood
groups of Sophomores, waiting to help the Freshmen home with their
bundles—dear, good, sacrificing 1903, and the fact that there were some
Freshmen who consented to be “helped”’ for even half a minute, only
goes to show that Freshmen are trustful children and Sophomores
nnately deceitful. Some over-zealous in the pursuit of General English,
“went to the Reading Room in Taylor, and carefully put the treasures
‘on the chairs next to them, while they delved into Younger Eddo or
Origin of the Aryans, and after an undisturbed hour sat and rubbed their
feyes, wondering who could have been cruel enough to take their gowns.
_ Be it said to our credit, however, that only a few of the Freshmen who
met behind Merion that night were in borrowed regalia.

A Freshmen’s ardor may be dampened, or temporarily checked, but
Never entirely destroyed. This is as much an axiom in the Science of
~ Freshmen as the law of Freshmen gravity toward the hero of the Sopho-
more play, and the truth of the statement was proved on Cap and Gown
I night, if never before. One hundred shivering Freshmen stood in front
ay of Denbigh, in spite of a drenching rain which warped one hundred new

mortar-boards, watching the procession of lanterns from Pembroke Arch,
and wondering, as they listened to Pallas Athene Thea, if anything else
would ever seem as beautiful. Later on in the evening, some Freshmen,
tense with excitement, battled nobly for their academy’s Insignia.

Water and chickens in Pembroke West, blocked transoms and broken
step-ladders in Pembroke East, all-night vigils in Radnor and Merion, all
bore witness next morning to the terrible struggle that had taken place.
But the real moment of supreme triumph for the Sophomores and chagrin
for the Freshmen was immediately after chapel next morning when thirteen
caps and gowns, hung on a clothes-line between the third floors of Merion
and Denbigh, flippantly flapped until cut down by gallant Freshmen












defenders of the faith, but ‘‘He laughs the best who laughs last’’—only
four out of the number were Freshmen spoils, and the rest had been strung
up for effect. Oh, 1903!

HELEN W. ARNY.



Haniern Song

Tune—Old Oaken Bucket. Words by MARGARET ULLMAN.

We stand here to-night, and we sing of our glory,
And pride in our lanterns that ever will last;

And sometimes we think that a glimpse of the future
Had come to that savage in ages long past,

Who first struck a flame from a flint and a boulder,
And sheltered it round with a leaf from the blast.

He never expected his blunder perfected,

In our Bryn Mawr lantern of 19-0-4.

When several years backward, the first class of Freshmen
Discovered the wonderful light of Bryn Mawr,

They passed it unselfishly down to the future,

‘Who gathered to find it, from near and from far.

And now you are handing to us the bright knowledge,

And we cannot tell you how thankful we are,

Though darkness should hide us, our lanterns will guide us,
Our blue Bryn Mawr lanterns of 19-0-4.

Che Rivals

1903 to 1904

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Captainenlackyralbsolutenme = iret rater. Martha R. White
i aisklaral epee A apa eekece Peters ect aioe nave cass eels Virginia T. Stoddard
IBQD PACKS misrieia ssy cid artic Choe Mya Orhanh ere EN eRe Pe Mary Montague
Sits iciise Os hnic cerry ener er: Pea er a tE tae Sophie Boucher
a Oe eae a ener ese manne ira elas A CMRuEN a naieaee Cae SENT Marjorie C. Green
Daya deere ane rece laa CMa aie RS aah ot eet Ruth Strong
IMrsseMalapropr tes ot cea Sore sae user Anna T. Phillips
lAebey IceyVRtS Come bbaaenucccscuwoood radon Anne M. Kidder
AIC Y2e serena eae ch clumters nea eM euaheyy Meta SINCE Helen J. Raymond

On October twenty-sixth, at the invitation of the Sophomores, hitherto
regarded by us with some shyness, the class, attired in its best, presented
itself at the back door of the Gymnasium. A rumor had spread that the
play was to be ‘The Rivals’ and anambitious attempt we thought this. We
had not yet learned the resources of Bryn Mawr. Fairly well trained by
this time, we sang and cheered properly enough until the curtain rose.

Then we became absorbed in the romantic intrigues and languishing
of Mistress Lydia, the amazing vocabulary of Mrs. Malaprop and the dash-
ing swagger and shrug of Captain Jack. We shall not linger over the Irish
accent of Sir Lucius, the fierceness of Sir Anthony Absolute and the roguish-
ness of the little maid, but we remember it all very clearly. Bob Acres,
indeed, seemed to rival Jefferson himself, the duel had a truly dangerous
air, and the street scenery was a work of art.

When we had seen Lydia and Captain Jack united and reconciled
with their voluble guardians, despite the romantic Miss’s protest against
the tameness of a proper love affair, we hastened to express our very
sincere and unbounded admiration for each of the cast and for the whole
Classof 1903. It is even related that the fancy dress dance on the following
evening revealed the fact that Lydia Languish was not the only one who
—but then there were other Captain Jacks also, as ardent, if not quite so
manly.

Marjorie S. CANAN.

1904-1903
Tune—Tramp, Tramp, Tramp. Words by Maria H. ALBEE.

We are gathered here to-night,

And our faces all are bright,

We shall see the Sophomores enact their play;
But the tears they fill our eyes,

When we think that we, likewise,

Must be actors and play-wrights another day.

CHORUS.
See, see, see, the curtain rises,
Quickly do the Sophs appear,
And the scene that meets our eyes
Fills us with a glad surprise,
So for them the class of 1904 will cheer.

We have met the Sophomore
Half a dozen times before
And each time we’re more and more impressed with awe;

But to-night our hearts do bound,
And the walls with cheers resound,
In the Sophomoric play is not a flaw.

Pembroke opened wide her doors,

And we entered in by scores;
That was when the Sophomores their love did tell.

They regaled us with their best
And we clapped and cheered with zest
As they sang the songs we love to hear so well.

So we're gathered here to-night

And our eyes behold the might

And the genius of the Class of 1903;

And we love the Sophomore

As we’ve never loved before,

For we’re here to-night their charming play to see.
1904 to 1903
Tune—Gaily the Troubadour. Words by ANNE SELLECK.

Teach us, O Sophomores, humbly we plead,
Give us that knowledge which sorely we need.
We know our ignorance, though little more,
Sophomores, Sophomores, help! we implore.

Into the college now entered our class,

Tender and fresh and as green as the grass;
Yet do we fear that throughout this long year
Trouble we’ll make for the studious here.

Seldom or never we’re early to bed,
Questions we'll ask that were better unsaid,
Noise we will make in the quiet hours, too,

Sophomores, Sophomores, what will you do?
Sh! !

Still you must welcome us, just as we are,

Now that we’ve come to the halls of Bryn Mawr,
Guide us and help us, and then, don’t you see,
When we are Sophomores, wise we shall be.
Barnard versus Bron Mawr

In Gimnasivn

November 17, 1900

Varsity

Captain Miller
Emmons
Cragin
Sinclair
McCormick

Score: Barnard, 0; Bryn Mawr, 20


Che Pilgrim of Progress
Co 1903 with the compliments of 1904
November 9, 1900

LONSUISS! DoW LA ES Ooty Sianeli a ean Roo Buea a a een Virginia Chauvenet
Monsiett i omlbanciere rings sey e en tic. cp niciac wie bly eh Louise Peck
Direrdew bie tiongeey ne: tay Cane Nearest rac chai l -Adola Greely
BaArOneGdewB Te ania sees mieevrs at ie micdce nay clr Katharine Dudley
MER Ch ativieniten tea y aera sys tecre sso nu ey cn iN & Edith McMurtrie
MGI SRS ermarcley ay onerha theehsial imme edi Mage b ANd a Uy Helen Howell
MULL CBE Cun trimer rsaeen tans strate at vRNA Nema sta Marjorie Sellers
MBIT EMR Arn aSSe mendes sales hihi Nine e/o ele RP RUMEN, Leshe Clark
IPG bay gare Mea ne aii aU price Garhi etc te ue SAU, Harriet Southerland
PATCH CCRY er ee mmy Same nan UNIS WME UCN Jeannette Hemphill
Jealousy rey arrpsey theres Seno tah MC mt ete Mul CIR Ls AN Ethel Peck
Ey DOCLISN Ze eet eRe eres nein we hcl is cA a3 TS eS Lucy Lombardt
and
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IMESSHCenbenitsrime rae mira er die aetna ural striate a Helen Arny
Chinistia tages arabs eisicich Ga anh Ce VN SRE i aan, Phyllis Green
Curiosities.

Martha Rockwell, E. Silkman, Esther Sinn, H. Clough, Elsie Kohn,
Sue Swindell.

Ska gen Man ageinenets natty crow kunci a Urban oo G. Winterbotham
IBUSIMeSSay Manas eternal Nilay sors nie rae taetialh Helen Arny
Miisical Mine ctoterar) eye sis oc ies ob intra cee nie Nanme Adaire

When our class prepared to make its début in the college dramatic
world, its ambitions soared high. Nothing less than a queen, and she
Marie Antoinette of France, herself, did it bring to Bryn Mawr as a Pilgrim
of Progress, seeking to get ahead. When one thinks of all that the royal
personage might have gained, it seems too bad that she lived so long before
the Fall of 1900.

The play begins with the ladies and gentlemen of the French Court
gracefully amusing themselves at bow-and-arrow practice. With them
is the king, whose bad shot has just been concealed by a burst of ap-
plause, when the queen enters impetuously. With a little song and
words not to be gainsaid, she declares her weariness of court fashion and
folly and her determination to fly to America to seek protection and
learning at Bryn Mawr. ‘There is a flutter of surprise, a vain murmur
of remonstrance, then the king, with truly manful resignation, begs his
wife to dance a last minuet with him before she goes. Accordingly, the
scene ends in colored lights and slow music.

After the usual difficulties and delays of scene-shifting which beset
inexperienced classes, especially in the days of the old stage, the queen,
accompanied by two pilgrim guides, appears at Bryn Mawr. Despite her
high rank and dignity she soon finds that her lot is the common lot of all
Freshmen. The royal road to learning is much obstructed by entrance
examinations, English and Latin conditions, Rhetoric Quizzes, Parallel
Papers, Proctors and the like. Indeed, the dancing, biological bees are
her only solace and reminder of the gaity of sweet France. So it is with
no slight joy, that one day hearing the voice of her beloved Louis singing
a familiar song, she answers with the second verse and, as he appears,
throws herself ecstatically into his arms. Then the class-mates of the
queen, attracted by the young courtiers attendant upon his majesty,
make themeslves very agreeable. Before the royal pair depart, the Mor-
pheus Club entertains them in fitting manner with laughter and sighs and
tea. [Curtain, Flowers and Applause from 1903.]

MarjorIz S. CANAN.



Archer's Song

Tune—Tinker’s Chorus from Robin Hood.
Words by GENEVIEVE WINTERBOTHAM.

We are the archers of the court,
Our bows, they are of yew, sir,
And be the distance long or short,
Our arrows will fly true, sir.

With a zip, zip, zing,

And a snap of the string,

We shoot at the target so, sir.

All you stand of the Archer’s band
At the court of Louis Seize, sir.
Mari Antuiurtie

Tune—From ‘‘ The Serenade.’”’ Words by GENEVIEVE F. WINTERBOTHAM.

A queen there lives both rich and great,
Her king and courtiers adore her,

But by some sad decree of fate,
Display and homage bore her.

She wants to know what women do,
Not be a dressed-up dolly.
She wants to get some muscle, too,
Which courtiers think folly.

She’s traveled near, she’s traveled far,
In search of true perfection;

"Tis never found save at Bryn Mawr,
And there she seeks protection.



Che Beasts Song

Tune—He was a Little Tin Soldier.
Words by GENEVIEVE F. WINTERBOTHAM.

She is a sullen Sophomore songster,

Mad as a bird can be.

She is a mathematic monster,

Run on the double rule of three.

They call the Freshmen to migrate,

Get them a private car.

They bully us and bother us, and bore us;
Take them away from Bryn Mawr.
Gee Song

Tune—Monte Carlo. Words by GENEVIEVE F. WINTERBOTHAM.

We’re the famous biological bees of the very rarest kind,
The very rarest kind, the very rarest kind,
To get a scientific mind,
Our honey-combs you'll have to find
With the squinting microscope of laboratory



Cerberus Song

Tune—I Wonder. Words by HELEN W. Arny.

Here, my dear, you see these creatures seemingly ferocious,
Do not fear them, list to me;

They are most intelligent and decidedly precocious,

And as harmless as can be.

These two are noted for their honey,

These two are really very funny;

They’re the famous biological bees,

And please don’t tease

Or alarm these clever little bees.

CHORUS.

Now then you'll see just how we feed them,
Watch closely, do,

One part of sweetest honey-suckle,

Two parts of dew,

Three parts of choicest morning glory,
Mix with some myrrh.

Just mention,

Pay attention,

Just add a little seasoning and serve.
Louis and Marie Anininetiec

Tune—From ‘‘ The Serenade.” Words by GENEVIEVE F. WINTERBOTHAM.

Louts—HElle cause ses sujets trop de peine
Elle a abandonné son roi
Oh, dites moi ou je trouverai ma reine

Marie, aie pitie de moi.

Marie—Encore monsieur j’entends ta voix
En appelant ta chere Marie
Mon coeur va done mourir de joie
Encore en embrassant Louis.



Morphens Club Song

Tune—Fair Harvard. Words by GENEVIEVE F. WINTERBOTHAM.

In case that you never can guess who we are,

We're the Morpheus Club of Bryn Mawr.

For powers harmonic, for feats gastronomic,

Each one’s a professional star.

We sing of the goops and we sing of their lives,

And we mourn little Willie’s demise,

Till our patrons declare, from their seats on the stair,
That they’re worn out with laughter and sighs.
Br. Scotts Hire

[With Thanks and Apologies to the Philadelphia Newspapers. ]

ROMPTLY at half after twelve (for all things are done
promptly there), the classic quiet of Bryn Mawr’s halls
of study and “long, low dormitories with their Gothic

- walls in sleepy repose against the cloudless sky, making a
picture as peaceful as a village church,” was strangely
rent in twain by the horrid siren shriek of a fire whistle.
On the winged feet of Mercury spread the intelligence
that Dr. Scott’s house, ‘“‘a pretty little cottage of frame

on the Gulf road, more than two miles from the main college build-

ings,’’ was in the grasp of greedy flames. It needed no other com-
mand to turn ‘all of Bryn Mawr’s gentle womanhood out into the
air with a single-minded purpose.’’ Then, throwing aside books and caps
and gowns in their swift flight, more than 300 “‘fleet gazelles’’ sped to
the rescue. Their captain, Miss Eugenie Fowler, ‘‘a young woman of tall
and athletic figure, who never loses her head,” “‘ quickly led that army
of fluttering skirts at flying pace across the wide lawns and slopes,”’ ‘‘laid
bare by the frosty clasp of winter,’ to the scene of action. Arrived
there, with an encouraging shout to Dr. Scott, who was gazing in silent
agony upon the imminent destruction of the dear little home where, but

a short while ago, he had been happily breakfasting with his family, the

fair young Amazons, headed by their Hipolita, seized hose and axe and

ladder.

Without a moment’s hesitation, they scaled the burning walls, with
such agility and courage as would have put to shame the most tried Ard-
more fireman, and bravely attacked the “red tongues of flame and heavy
clouds of black smoke rolling slowly skyward.” Those who were not
engaged in battle on the fiery heights heroically fought their way into
the smoke-filled dwelling and carried forth the household goods with such
care and completeness that not even a sofa cushion was broken, a frying
pan injured by water, or a scrubbing brush left to perish. Only books,
china and vases, things that were indestructible, was it permitted to
throw from the windows. As men came gathering in from the neighbor-
hood, the competent fire lassies set them to carrying water, holding hose
and other of the less difficult and dangerous tasks.

At last all was over, and just as the brave maidens, flushed with ‘‘ their
victory over the elements,’’ were withdrawing from the scene of recent peril,
“the helmets of the Ardmore fire laddies appeared upon the pike.” In


a few courteous words, Miss Fowler thanked them for their kindly inten-
tions, but assured them that their assistance had been unnecessary and
that they had been sent for only by mistake.

Thereupon, the studious heroines, smoke-begrimed and drenched ie
water, returned to their books and caps and gowns as nonchalantly as
if they had been merely attending one of their lectures.

All honor, say we, to such dauntless courage and unshakable equa-
nimity.

Marjorié S. CANAN.



Athletics

Indoor Mert

Record Marking
Running high jump............ Rati eed at a yar ecaitet pele 4 ft. 3 in.
Rope climbing (21 ft.).......... eee CCK cya eseteaepen setter 14. 2 sec.
Weal itera tle erutiad niceties bie Pialive see cpa cure cients 4 ft. fy in.
Standing high jump............ Rea fhiys es ft te dae tee ie Payers reat 3 ft. 3 in.
itindleswae. sae ey dee Glee eects Piatit ern kc hrcteerane acer 34 sec.
Rin og hi ohin| tn Peer sei eee nisi Bfatiers Siay.rouc neta sae sorsta rors ais 6 ft. 11 in.

AGH EH) SUVALLE as Ph pave Marae 6 eos) = MeConmickgnn cians iit er. 44 sec.
Riding on boards (single) ....... ASL eden he ors cate antes sat 2QeiMvelAasecs
Riding on boards (double) ...... Peck, ’03. Rummery ....... 2m. 54 sec.

Obstaclertacewer aay ae sans) Rock-wellieyts pees aan ney I m. 25 sec.

Basket Ball

Song
Tune—U pidee. Words by ANNE SELLECK.
You've never seen us play before,
1904, 1904,
But wait until we make our score,
1900-4.
McCormick leads our winning van
Now beat us, Sophomores, if you can!
Then give a cheer for 1904,
1904, o’er and o’er;
Our team is solid to the core

1900-4.
Line up

1903 May 6. 1904
Meigs—Captain McCormick—Captain
WAMIES Sart arses cue seme Ss ARSE Sat tensent Roa Arny
SSITICL AE goo gate ee seate enter eh ee Ome ney war ere Van Wagenen
MOT FASTIC! 3 copes ects Serie arc e es TA sae tatu cade Pfaff
WeoOvellena wn enna as ante 18 Ca ee nee aaa Christie
WWihites estan taacre yee oa ae os CAC aac eee Green
RAV ELIOT se eee ease a eenaeecis fi geh fs es Core icine toe Dudley (Woods)
IMIS Serie he ot eesti siete ial or TRS irs ae als uate Rossiter
NVATSOM sa nen ne elec uae ge ace Guard@er rca: McCormick
MV AIS Cee eer er ese a a degre teaesha ih eps copes. stash a etecs Kellen

Score: 1903—2. 1904—0.
May &.

1903 1904
MMONEACHEh era ua tts Se a eas ne TREN as gt et oe Re aE Wood
Sinclair genre ae. cents nes aise Bis LOMO ern aera ne Swindell
ESTES Sate Be ok a ee Te pHa ore ee ee cer Van Wagenen
WOVellpe tae Ars eerie eater tie RUS Cara eee pba Sox Cee Christie
NWSE Dee peeiaue ee onshe tataio ie spa, S teloe shee CHC Biss eke bate Green
EPMO ern s siresiris tie hihi sshd TCA rete eeeeesing xsl toe 8 Pfaff
CIOs ote wile Sieve nuscorsyz'g es TRO Biss cate ah odete sheria orice 5 Rossiter
WV ATSOL ery ay sytirais eiusisd elena © Guard\treicr cnercier isc McCormick
ALIS Cheer rks a acinseie wustncxeaues WRB apes sores a fal Kellen

Score: 1903—0. 1904—2.
1903 1904
Montagiientic hin. (tho eieyss bese pecsl IR eit tas cvebaneta mere Wood
SiNclainyy srry eectn eee Homensteen scone eae: Swindell
AMES eet yer Cer ei hee TSMR a oh hehe ccts eh acer Rae Van Wagenen
TG Over cr ers Meiers eer seiel nish aed RAC Ch ivy Megane ee een Christie
Ni VLaV ees RO TOI ata Cele Nee Ra IMPEREO A Cae Cren bane uetc mm peer Green
avant ONG eyacistai rd cuca cent TCS eee etc ree es Pfaff
IMIS Spe PAIn Tr eranten nears Ruane tn IRE REN UOl Ne heel core onsae Rossiter
WiatSonlneia sence hwne un nea aaeaete Giardia me astern incre ad McCormick
ANGE rae oa eaue Eber ANE Gh ge RE, 1 GAG Epes Uh RE ee ev eat ogel Kellen

Score: 1903—I. 1904—4.

May 15.

1901 1904
Miller—Captain McCormick—Captain
Sinclaitrte hee sees ere ee Ne Ne eae RH ae ieee een Arny
I ORTIONS eee des Mek Roe tee to lig Omen eee ee Van Wagenen
WA WS: tsi ene iva eh ARO RE Oe eee OT VE Seth OCs ARE Wood
PAY Cri ain namie ey Mneamer Ese es RAE Cs babes aeeees Pfaff
Miller saah ery ents ors Shen a eee ee CSIC pessicene iene Green
Campbell ers eerie ies due anes CGN Aa tas Christie
IWrlliarrissti eel tien Eas aN ene tae Reb eaieierade Kellen
RO wlenere args Vato nuns fer cl Aree. Guards ae McCormick
IB tetera yep aa ey arses ated oh eee LB Sees eee nice Rossiter

Score: 190I—I1I. 1904—6.

May 17

1901 1904
Sinclair eieeewe es tots Merce oene eee TRE pai tok sneaky alate Nee Wood
IE MAMIONS yeaa Sed oe eee ek eee Lome Fase ew amines Van Wagenen
CrOSSE Namen tigate ori ee kane Ty SESe breast a eee Arny
AV Eri renee Roc cates mes ep tan an RC ious ete We Wek Sete otras Christie
Millerecnig nase he etaney erie tly CoC ies ae ene p acces’ Green
Campbell yee easel a ene DACA See ae Rea ae Pfaff
Walliamishshas ec scela te Eire ere: REBAR Ue ta hae eae Aig Rossiter
BO Wlencs cs cobb nee ay ore Guardsanqochisas oad ace McCormick
Buiter eos nae st eae oe ae eS Pe erect eae a ee Kellen

Score: 190I—6. 1904—0.
San Cov Cea
1904 to I9OI

F course, as Freshmen, we all adored 1901, our Seniors,
| and we wanted to give them a most original and superior
entertainment, especially as they had the reputation of
giving ‘‘the best things ever given in college.’’ After
many and heated discussions in class meetings, we decided
to give them a San Toy Tea. Why “‘tea’’ I don’t quite
know, as it was to be at night, on the campus, by the
Japanese cherry trees. We were to have booths fixed up under the trees,
draped in pink and white chintz, from which the refreshments were to be
served by girls in Japanese costume, and the lights were to be strings of
Japanese lanterns hung between the larger trees. For entertainment we
were to have songs and dances from the opera San Toy done by some
of the girls dressed as several of the characters.

At last the great day dawned, but alas! the clouds hung heavily
over the campus and even more heavily over our spirits. The sky grew
darker and darker until at last we decided to put off the entertainment
until the next day; but in the late afternoon the sun came out feebly,
then a number of girls came to the committee and said things that were
put off were never as much fun, and begged us (the committee) to give
it that night. As they promised to help us, we reluctantly agreed and ~
started for the campus to begin work at once. Imagine our state of mind
when we got there, only to find all our helpers, so strong in promises, but
oh, so miserably weak in fulfilment, had disappeared, and we, with our
loyal Vice-President, were left to do the work alone!

But we were not among those who suffer cheerfully and in silence,
especially as the sky grew darker and darker, and we got through so late
that we had no time for supper. We were in the midst of hurrying into our
costumes when oh, horror! the rain came down in floods, carrying our lan-
terns and booths with it to the ground. How angry and disappointed we
all were I think it best to leave to your imagination. The gym. of course,
had not been fixed up, so we tore around collecting what we could in ten
minutes to hide the instruments of torture along its awful walls, and pulling
out chairs from dark and mysterious corners. Well, about eight o’clock,
we started out to escort our Seniors in the pouring rain to the quickly
decorated gym. instead of the campus lighted by our lanterns, and inci-
dentally, a full moon. We danced with ’o1 to the great joy of those of 04
who had a specially adored one among their Seniors; and every so often,
or, to be more specific, about every third dance, we had one of our stunts.


First, Phyllis Green as Rhoda sang a song and danced so charmingly
that she has had to repeat it many times since. Then Helen Arny as
Yen How sang a song with his six little wives who, we thought, were
most beautifully dressed as Chinese ladies of high degree. But Michi
who ought to know, said never had she seen or thought possible such a
mixture of Japanese and Chinese in one costume. But the song was all
that it should have been and made up for all deficiencies in costume; and
anyhow, I don’t believe the Seniors knew any more about it than we did.
Phyllis, having by this time recovered from her former efforts, had a song
and dance with me, made hideous as Li. For the dance we put on circular
things made of cardboard and painted with grotesque figures to represent
Chinese idols. We thought the resemblance striking, and fortunately
for our pride, no Chinamen were here to criticise. After this we had
refreshments, which were tolerably dry considering what they had been
through. As soon as the Seniors were sufficiently fed and we could pull
the amorous Freshmen away from their various adored ones, we turned
down the lights and sang our Maid in the Moon chorus with great effect,
in spite of the fact that the moon was hidden by the gym.roof as well as
by heavy curtains of clouds. But before we had finished this gem of our
collection, in rushed Gym. Kate and in a loud and wrathful tone demanded
that we depart. So in confusion and haste we fled outdoors. As it had
stopped raining, we escorted our Seniors home while they told us what a
lovely time they had had, and we believing them, went home happy
and much pleased with ourselves.

VIRGINIA ROLETTE CHAUVENET.


Class Supper

Cnasis
Bes CC SCL BES CL ata ree ein ener aien ee cnea cca ce At aes oN, Eleanor McCormick
INGE LE Of CO (CUBES 5 hace big ale a alnido hao bibioe O16 oe Agnes Gillender
RC CRATNO MIS cee tees a ce cinree See Grew: Florence Robbins
“The Benefit of the Students’ Building’’.................. Clara Wade
PLCMLS ROLUNG Be QO NG eget ee arey Palas adsl eves sons ete lemen ees Ruth Wood
meAn Cas the rAd mone MYESPASSCVS |). vac s seins secs ce Ss Margaret Ullman
OP Pera Glass entrees sisi wave snail: Harriet Southerland
UAE LUC 1 ae apres ey crs RE ics, tartan Gi ares aud deat tara aan goe SaAe Helen Howell
sas GL OC ICCY Spagrerer go matin Pena gcar cee se age srs Gee on Sahel c ema Aa are a Sols Elsie Kohn
es EGLES Sime eae tery tere sites eon coasts reds se grt ainln ayes Martha Rockwell



Co Sub-Hreshmen

Tune—Rig-a-ji9-71g. Words by ANNE SELLECK

We waited long, we’ve wandered far,

In search of Freshmen brave and true,
And now at last to fair Bryn Mawr

We gladly welcome you.

We wish you well, we hope you'll thrive,
To help you on we'll ever strive,

And so we give, as you arrive

A cheer for 1905!


In Memoriam



Elizabeth Garris Brodie

Derember 20, 1900




Sophomore Yrar

Class Officers

President—HARRIET RODMAN SOUTHERLAND.
Vice-President and Treasurer—KATHARINE ROBINSON CURTIS.
Secretary—FLORENCE EUSTIS ROBINS.
HE night of September 29th, 1901, was eventful for 1904.
The green and verdant 1905 were preparing to hold their
first class meeting, and to make their first impression on
the college by a solemn and triumphal progress through
the halls. Their meeting was held in Llamberis under
difficulties which some pseudo members of ’o05 tried to
help them to obviate.

The meek and unassuming song which was adopted for the

occasion shows what a lowly spirit was theirs—



“We'll rough house those Sophomores
Till they cheer for 1905!”

Finally the class collected on the basket ball field. Up the hill they
came, two by two, lock step, chanting their crusading cry. In the front
rank stalked two amazons calculated to take the wind out of the sails of
any Sophomore hardy enough to attack them.

The progress through Radnor was uneventful. ‘Ha, ha’’ thought
they, ‘‘this rush business is not at all what it is cracked up to be, but we
are probably about the finest specimens of females which this college
has ever seen, and that is why they do not dare to molest us. Just look
at the puny members of ’04 on the outskirts of this glorious parade.”’

By this time the door of Denbigh had been reached. Suddenly it
commenced to pour. How strange, for stars were in the sky, and no one
had umbrellas up! Well, perhaps it would be dryer inside when they got
away from the basket-ball team with its pitchers.

So saying, they entered, like Alice and the White Rabbit, the unknown
passage. One member of ’o5, thinking she would be very smart and
checkmate the horrid Sophomores, rushed in and turned out the gas.
Little did she realize the powers of ’04 to see in the dark.

After going up the half flight of stairs, the amazons’ leaders came to
a full stop. There was a blank wall in front of them. The corridor of
Denbigh, like the rabbit’s house, had suddenly shrunk to half its size.
‘““We must not let a little thing like a wall daunt us,” said the leaders;
and they began to climb, as Alice climbed the legs of the table. The wall
began to totter, and a stentorian voice from the rear, said ‘‘Take down
that dangerous barricade at once. Make a path through it. Don’t you
know that the trunks will fall over and kill somebody?”’

At the word trunks, Minnie and Susie, and Lizzie and Carrie, and all
the other ’o5 inhabitants of the corridor, began to wail ‘‘Oh, my new hat
will be ruined;”’ “The bottle of shoe-blacking is on top of my best white
dress; it will break if my trunk falls.” “Why didn’t I leave that old five
cent bottle of glue out of the box with my new feather boa, as mother told
me to?” ‘Oh dear, my picture of Baby Stewart with the Florentine frame
Percy gave me will be broken.”” And the Chairman wailed—‘‘ My chances
for the presidency will be ruined if I cannot meet this emergency.” Thanks
to the path made in obedience to official command, the Freshmen passed
this barrier without a scratch.

They met with some slight opposition at the door of the graduate
wing, but the united avoirdupois of the 10,000 times 10,000 members of
’05, was quite an argument in favor of ‘‘no personal violence.”’

The procession finally arrived in Pembroke Arch, where ’04 were inno-
cently assembled to greet them with a song, telling how Bryn Mawr was
at last complete, now that ’o5 had come.

The next morning ’04 learned many things about themselves which
they had never before suspected. For example, that they were rude,
rough horse-players, had no regard for human life, and that the college
was ashamed to own them. From that day our spirits have been com-
pletely crushed, and I can testify that no member of ’o4 has ever smiled
since. MarTHA S. ROCKWELL.

en ys
Class Song
Tune—Der Gute Comarade. i Words by ANNE SELLECK

O, we proudly raise our voices,
We, the Class of 1904,

As we join the loyal chorus

Of the classes gone before.

A song of praise we’re singing,
Our homage to thee bringing;
All hail to thee, Bryn Mawr!
All hail to thee, Bryn Mawr!

All throughout our life at college
May we battle for the right,

Loyal to our Alma Mater,

And her flag of gold and white;
Whatever lot betide us

Her beacon still will guide us;
All hail to thee, Bryn Mawr

All hail to thee, Bryn Mawr.

Bavid Garrick

1904 to 1905
Cast
My avi cl as Gea etal kiya ne ere hy ees hee ef gan Phyllis Green
Mites SITIO TBO bees ema ce een nas nie Virginia Chauvenet
Sq Uitey Chinen sete NC eae te ee Posies wea z Helen Arny
IVEre Orin ira werner cence het Sia wade deat sce oat, Sue Swindell
Mise BrOWwnerrnne ise ceed eons fee eau et INR Martha Rockwell
Mr Silal © TES Hi erca ere ntine Shel vm rat nian) Siete race mas Florence Robins
sO MASM re oeys tee is tebe n nc wase re eee Harriet Southerland
GeorrenGarmickisrochvant santos) tahoe nel Harriet Clough
eA cl aaa OO CH eine ce an ea arate ie each nugent ea Ruth Wood
METS Sn S HLL near Se ae Cele EN ak fore zc, Sara Palmer
MisspAramintayBrowmenn ome amen aeei cn eae Hope Woods
Stages Mana genet keen tor Suucsyani an Acree aiee re ae Helen Arny
TOT DECI ere Leena UG aie ne ches ero nee sc nay he Elsie Kohn



1904-1905

Tune—El Capitan. Words by SuE SwWINDELL and Lucy LomBarpt.

O 1905, strive to be content

With this our second, but our last attempt,
"Tis you who next the stage will ornament,
So give a cheer for 1900-5!

Behold the Sophomore,

Notice her histrionic art,

Pity her palpitating heart.

Your patience we implore,

For she’s never been a Sophomore before.
(|S our character has changed considerably since Freshman
year, and we are no longer in the habit of cheering our-
selves, modesty forbids us to express exactly what we
thought of the play which we, the Sophomores, gave to
’05. Since, according to ancient tradition, the Sophomore
play is not original with the class, we had not, upon
this occasion, an opportunity to display the literary
genius for which Freshmen year had given us a reputation. In choosing
“David Garrick’’ for reproduction, however, we felt that we were mak-
ing the best of things; for not only would it enable us to appear in the
eighteenth century costume so dear to the heart of the Sophomore
actress, but also, with two inebriation scenes, a sufficient amount of
middle-class comedy and a great deal of romantic love-making, it would
afford a fairly broad field for our histrionic talent.

Nevertheless, we had our misgivings, as our song to ’o5 betrayed.
Sophomoredom was a proud estate to which we hardly felt equal yet, and
perhaps we were slightly depressed by the dress-rehearsal, which doubtless
went the way of all dress-rehearsals. We did not suffer from stage-fright,
however, and, if we do say it, tripped and strutted across the creaking
stage in a truly Sophomore-play manner.

Ruth Wood, the heroine, was becomingly demure and modest, but
bold in the end to defy all things for love, even conventions, and her stern,
though fond parent, Virginia Chauvenet. Phyllis Green, playing David
Garrick, was a lover of the most high-minded type and, self-sacrificingly,
a too-successful imitator of the disciples of Bacchus. As for Sara Pa-
mer, Mrs. Browne, of the “‘seven hundred children,’’ we shall long remem-
ber her cheeks and her fan, and the manly, chest-swelling indignation of
her husband, Sue Swindell.

Florence Robins, as Mr. Jones, wobbled and stammered to perfection,
despite the protests of the fair Araminta Browne, otherwise Hope Woods.
Patty Rockwell, or Mr. Browne, we remember chiefly as in a somnolent
state behind a large handkerchief, or as making remarks highly embarrass-
ing to his daughter, who,—poor young thing!—had, besides, not a little to
suffer from Mr. Garrick’s interest in her green cock-a-too.

It is generally agreed that Helen Arny, to whom is due the credit for
the training and management, was the most successful actor. In the
difficult part of Dick Chivy, she was so amazingly funny that we, be-
hind the scenes and in the gallery, could not contain our admiration, while
the Freshmen—but again our acquired modesty checks our speech. We
shall have to leave the rest for ’o5.



MARJORIE S. CANAN.

Gow we Capped and Gowned the Climax

3 | GAIN it was Lantern Night, but so changed that |its oldest

1] friends would not have recognized it. The lanterns were
just as bright, if not brighter; the Freshmen were just
as fresh if not fresher, but the Sophomores—a mild,
martyred and motherly air had settled down upon the
Sophomores. During the singing of ‘“‘ Thou Gracious In-
spiration’’ under the Arch, every Freshman clutched her
cap and grabbed her gown, but needlessly, for the Sophomores, casting
precedent to the winds (their usual habit) left the clutching and grasp-
ing to the Freshmen, and ’o4 and ’05 walked home together arm in arm
—the Lion and the Lamb. But blood will tell, and even ’04 couldn't
overcome the force of past traditions in one night. And this is what
happened in Denbigh. It started innocently enough. What Freshman
would ever refuse fudge proffered by a Sophomore? And ’o5 were
not exceptional Freshmen in this respect at least, so in less time than
it takes to tell, all the Freshmen in Denbigh were eagerly eating fudge in
one of the Sophomore’s rooms.

And then the Serpent entered the Garden of Eden. ‘‘ Why not?”
whispered the Serpent into the ear of the Sophomores, ‘‘Steal the Fresh-
men, since you cannot steal their gowns.’’ Then the Serpent and the
Sophomores argued and planned, and finally the Serpent locked the door.
A moment later a Freshman arose to go, and for obvious reasons didn’t
get farther than the door, and then the tempest broke! For one long,
weary night the Freshmen and Sophomores battled. In the grey dawn
of early morning the protecting Junior wing began to flutter sympatheti-
cally, and some feathers floated in over the transom. Still the struggle
went on, until one member of ’05 became desperate. Then a brilliant
idea was suggested by the combination of some Freshmen friends and a
ladder on the ground, two stories below. The door was locked, to be
sure, but why not try the window? Out of the window stuck her feet,
in the window stuck the rest of the Freshman, in the somewhat rough,
but none the less loving, embrace of some of the Sophomores. At this junct-
ure the door was opened ‘‘in the nameof the President.’”’ We willdrawa
veil over the next twenty-four hours. Suffice it to say that Sophomore
spirits were hurt, but Sophomore blood was boiling, after chapel was dismis-
sed the next day.


The following letter acted as a slight restorative:

President's Office,
Bryn Mawr College, Bryn Mawr, Pa.

November 7, 1901.
DEAR Miss ARNY:

President Thomas desires me to say that she has been told that what
she said at chapel this morning was unjust to the Sophomore class as a
whole because only some members of it were involved. She can see you
at the Deanery this evening at 6.15, or between 7:30 and 8:30, if you would
like to talk it over with her, or at Taylor Hall to-morrow morning a few
minutes before chapel.
Yours very sincerely,

[Signed] ISABEL MADDISON,

Miss HELEN W. ARNY.
The final cure, however, was effected in chapel the next morning,
after which ’04 was again its jovial self.

ANNE Knox Buzpy,
HELEN W. ARNY.


Borwunora

1905 to 1904

Now that the annual Freshmen play is with the good things of the
past, we especially delight to boast, with the staid dignity of old-timers,
of the one that ’05 gavetous. Werecall the plot readily,—the missionary
host that went from Bryn Mawr to convert the Filipino maidens to the
higher education; the counter-scheme of Aguinaldo, the “‘ doughty warrior,”
Funston, and their mates to enter Bryn Mawr as co-eds; the despair
of the Bryn Mawr girls, and their final rescue by the valiant Dewey, who
carries off the obnoxious co-eds to the front and leaves the college in a
state of general hilarity:
“Hoorah! hoorah! ye students all! The dire foe has fled!
No longer shall we blush to say our college is co-ed,
For Dewey bold,
Our fate controlled.
No longer shall the enemy our campus desecrate,
No longer shall the sight of men inspire raging hate,
For brave Dewe-e-y
Has set us free.”

But we remember better, perhaps, the striking songs and dances, and
the numerous comic situations,—the dusky Filipino maidens and their
long and curling hair, the songs and dances of the Society Girls, the Ath-
letic Girls, and the Grinds, the lovely mermaid dance, and the gruesome
Proctor performance:

“Sh! Sh! We mock at groans!
Sh! Sh! We scrunch your bones!
We sit and gloat as we cut your throat,
We heed no cries, our hearts are stones.
Sh! Sh! Your nerves we rack!
Sh! Sh! Your skulls we crack!
The Proctor hosts, like fiendish ghosts,

Attired all in black!”

We have had occasion since to sympathize with Aguinaldo’s plight
as he sat in his study, redolent of wet towels, and yawned forth his mourn-
ful plaint:

“T’m tired!
Ti-yi-yi-ired!
Examinations somehow seem to tire me,
I’m tired!
So awfully tired.
I am so very t-i-r-e-d!”’

But what most won our hearts in its charming Freshman modesty

and loyalty to the Sophomore was the ‘“‘Green, green, green’’ song:
“Green, green, green; we wish our color would fade,

Green, green, green; we’d like another shade,

Green, green, green; the freshest ever seen,

We wish that we were Soph’mores ’stead of Freshmen green.”

EpnA A. SHEARER.
1904 to 1905

Tune—Captain Jinks. Words by IsaBEL M. PETERS and CLARA Cary CasE.

O Freshman Class of 1905,

We cannot see how you contrive
A play so very much alive

With jokes and pretty follies.

CHORUS .
We like the way you dance and sing,
Dance and sing, dance and sing,
Much wit and merriment you bring,
O class of jolly Freshmen.

Your hero struts with manly pride,
His fair young maiden at his side,
Dancing on the stage so wide

Of the gym. of Bryn Mawr College.

1904 to 1905

Tune—Coon, Coon, Coon. Words by Lucy LomBarpi.

We’ve seen you hustling to the gym
In every kind of weather,

Short and stout and tall and thin,
And every one so clever;

And now at last the curtain parts,
We'll give a cheer together

For the dazzling presentation

That awaits us here.

CHoRUS
At last the time has come,
Your Terpsichorean mysteries no longer we must shun;
We greet with acclamation
Each prehistoric pun;
Then give a cheer, a hearty cheer,
For 1905.
Oral Songs

1904-1902
Tune—Darktown. — Words by MARGARET ULLMAN.

O Seniors,
All day to-morrow, all through your sorrow,
Know that we feel for you,

And take for your oral, from 1904 all
Good luck, O 1902!

Tune—“ Rhoda”’ in ‘San Toy.” Words by ANNE SELLECK.

There was a class on learning bent,
Who one day did determine

That all their surplus time be spent

On reading French and German.

They soon were perfect in this art,

A million words they learned by heart,
No drifting—they just plied the oar,
And now they all H. C. will score.

CHORUS.
1902, don’t fear for your orals
Soon you'll win most glorious laurels,
To-morrow night
We'll say at last
“very one of those Seniors now has passed!”

Denhigh Hire
Comment of the Current Press

Well might a national poet-laureate, if we had one, struck with this
new proof that the American girl is equal to all emergencies, embalm the
event in immortal verse—

Kimonos to right of us,

Kimonos to left of us,

Kimonos in front of us
Hurried and skurried.

“Forward, Bath-robe Brigade!”’
Oh the fine show they made!
“Was there a girl afraid?”’
“Not on your life’’ he said,
“Nor flurried nor worried.”’

Knickerbockers on the stairs,

Knickerbockers on the chairs,

Knickerbockers everywhere
Scrambled and tumbled.

Theirs not to be dismayed,
Theirs not to be afraid;

“When shall their bath-robes fade?’’
““Never’’ he mumbled.

Mike O'Bonley

On Our Nem Possessions on the Pike

HISHT an’ its plazed Oiam to see yez all lookin’ so shmoilin
an’ ilegant the day—an’ afther the awful noight yez was
all experiencin’ a-ways back. Och, but thot was the
noight tho’! Oi was slapin’ paceful and squoiet-loike
over in the village beyont, whin all ov a suddint Oi heard
thot there whustle over til that Eddicated Semmary for
Females—thot whustle yez moind thot sounds the way

yes fales afther comin’ down shwift-loike in an ellyva-ater.

Be gorry, whin Oi heard thot, Oi ga-ave a jump intil me
clothes and Oi was there before Oi shtopped runnin’. Thot was
the dreadful soight. Shure there was the flames a-shootin out av thot
shlapin hall, and all thim young ladies trapsin’ round in thim long
flowin’ gyarments—an blankets wrapped round thim, promiscuous-loike.
Well, Oi was shtandin’ there wonderin’ what wud happen next at all, at
all—whin whisht, wan ov thim comes up til me and she sez, sez she:
“Here now, what d’yez mane shtanding there yez lazy good-for-nothin’
idle vagabond, wid your hands in your pockets an’ me workin’ mesilf til
skin an’ bone; go on wid yez’’ sez she. Be gorry she had me thot flabber-
gasted Oi didn’t know what Oi wud be doin’ next, an’ she shtud me up in
a loin wid a lot avy them Eddicaated Females passin’ around candlesticks
an’ hair-brushes an’ such for to put in a sa-afe place, I suppose.

Well, in wan minute or so Oi shtopped—just for to take a rist—me’
bein’ koind av toired-loike. But up comes another av thim and “get to
warrk,” sez she. “Hurry up now, an’ don’t let me be afther seein’ anny
more ov yez la-azy men ta-akin’ your aise the whoile we do the warrk”’
sez she. Faix,—thin she kept me goin’ til Oi didn’t know wan fut from
another. Oi was near dead, Oi was, and afther thot Oi wint home and to
bed, and what wid the a-aches in me bones from the warruk an the wather
an’ wan thing another—Oi was sick till Oi was well again. NHowiver,
thot’s nayther here nor there, an’ as Oi was sayin’ a minute for by—
the first worrk thot iver Oi did for a whoile afther thot was at thot there
boardin’ house, a-ways back ov the village, where they was afther shtorin’
thim young ladies til they had a pla-ace to put thim in. Och—but thot
was the grand house. The yellow paint av it—and thim ilegant windys
rachin’ down til the ground, and the rid cyarpets av it—my—but t’was
the hansome pla-ace. The first thing they set me to doin’ was the fixin’
av the gong—the bell, yez moind, that they puts out the foires wid. Oi
was a tunin’ av it up, whin all on a suddent there drops a book and a pin-


cil down the shtairs and aftherthim a younglady. An’ ‘‘Whoop!”’ sez
she, ‘Hold it’’ sez she. Well Oi cast me oie out ov the windy to see what
iver it was thot was afther excoitin’ her so treminjous. And there was a
long black wagon-loike, wid forty av thim young ladies tryin’ to git in
where twinty belonged. An’ two ov thim was foightin’ scanyalous for
the front sate. ‘‘Oi will hav ut’’ sez wan, ‘“‘Not at all,’’ sez the other.
“Tis moi tur’rn’’ sez she—an’ in the mane-whoile two others av thim
had got there inshtead, an’ at that the fir-rst two wint off on the back
shteps as continted as lambs!

Well, afther that Oi wint til the cottage beyont, for to do some jabs
—yez moind the pla-ace—T’is the wan where they had the home-made res-
taurant, wid the cash-payment basement, a whoiles later. Whin Oi got
there, there was a lady hangin’ out av the windy, a-scrachin’ to wan down
be the ga-ate.

“Don’t forget the con-demned milk”’ sez she. ‘Oi’ll not’’ sez the
other. ‘‘Annything else?’’ sez she. ‘‘Ochone,’’ sez the first, “don’t
be afther forgettin’ the can-opener, ‘tis days past oi’ve been openin’ the
sardines wid the shoe horn.’”’ At thot two others av thim comes in the
ga-ate. Och thot was the soight. The wan she had some ov thim little
cuke-stoves, together wid some av thim shinny shticks-loike, an’ the
other she had some sofy cushions an’ a tay-table or two. Well the wan
she got thot mixed up wid her fate and the shinny shticks thot yez cudn’t
tell the wan from the other; and the wan wid the tay-tables—well every
toime she put wan in front av her she left it behind her. But for all thot
—thay was as shmoilin’ as if they was afther goin’ on a Sunday School
picnic. An’ be gorry for thot Oi say, Here’s til the very good health av
Denbigh-on-the-Pike!

ANNE KNOX Buzsy.


Summit Grove Gane

“The ladies from Summit Grove came in the ’bus,
A game to play;
In black and in white for old Denbigh bedight,
A game to play. ;
The ‘bus was so loaded, it nearly exploded,
But never a whit cared we;

We came here to beat, not to beat a retreat—
The ladies of Summit G.”’

HUS sang the ‘‘Summits’’ as they slowly approached the
field in their funeral-car, drawn by two rare and stately
steeds dating from prehistoric times. Poor disfigured
Denbigh looked on with a benignant expression, as its
champions descended, clad in black skirts and white
shirt-waists, ornamented with the heraldic device of a skull
and cross-bones. They were followed by so large and
vociferous a crowd of loyal supporters that it was impossible to

understand just why the ’bus had decided not to explode. The cheer
which greeted these noisy mourners is worthy of being handed down to
posterity, since it contains the only known rhyme for campus:



“Hear us yelling like a grampus—
We're the ladies of the campus!’

The game brought about some strange combinations: erstwhile
opponents overcame their prejudices and passed the ball amicably to each
other; while friends and allies of long standing contended with all their
might. The spectators, perhaps, had the greatest trouble. When Susie
made a pretty try, for instance, the ’04 ladies of the campus could hardly
keep back their impulse to cheer; while their class-mates from the Pike
found equal difficulty in remembering that McCormick’s long throws
should not be applauded by them.

After a long and exciting contest, Victory finally perched on the
campus banner; not even the strong and sturdy colony of Denbigh-on-the-
Pike was able to vanquish the mother country. And this, after all, was
as it should be; for until this day—and may it long be so—Victory has
never been forced to leave her natural home, the campus of Bryn Mawr
College.

Athletirs

Indoor Meet

KRerord Marking

Rope climbing............ Weal APE Claire eet araimcen en as 14.2 sec.

Standing Broad Jump..... CASE Migutine pci ela dara acon 7 ft. rin.

Smimming Contest

a Nit, Moo uonoooebot MCCORMICK iors G sa hein cee 42.7 sec.

140 ft. Swim on Back....McCorMIcK ................ 60.2 sec.
Basket Ball

Tune—Dreaming, Dreaming. Words by ANNE SELLECK.

Playing, playing, see the girls in blue,
Onward with the victory, for we rely on you.
You'll do your best, as oft you’ve done before;
We'll give a hearty cheer for the team of 1904.

Tune—I want to be a Military Man. Words by MarGarET ULLMAN.

Here’s to our players, give a cheer that’s ringing,
Here’s to the ball and basket, good luck bringing,
Here’s to the class that with a will is singing,
Come and cheer the team of 1904.

Boom chick-a-rick
Boom chick-a-rick
Boom chick-a-rick
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Malla hoorah

Malla hoorah

1900 and 4, Bryn Mawr.
Line up
May 6.

1904 1905
Captain: McCormick Captain: Marshall
Swindell F. E. Mason
Van Wagenen A. E. Mason
White Jaynes
Pfaff Denison
Woods Kempton
Case Meigs
McCormick Marshall
Dudley Spencer
Kellen Day

Score: 1904—3. 1905—0.
May 8.

1904 1905
Swindell F. E. Mason
Van Wagenen A. E. Mason
White Jaynes
Pfaff Meigs
Woods Kempton
Case Lynde
Dudley Day
Kellen Marshall
McCormick Denison

Score: 1904—5. 1905—1I0.
May to.

1904 1905
Swindell F. E. Mason
Van Wagenen A. E. Mason
White Jaynes
Pfaff Meigs
Woods Kempton
Case Lynde
Criswell Day
McCormick Marshall
Dudley Denison

Score: 1904—4.

1905—2.
Fortnightly Philistine
Extra Edition
1904 to 1902
EDITORIAL BOARD.

ES DOR SIN= CHILE Heep ee I HARRIET R. SOUTHERLAND.

S. O. SWINDELL,

A. M. KELLEY,



H. A. HowELt, M. J. Ross,

M. ULLMAN R. B. I. Woop.
EDITORUAR (ho) ists SSG See Un ae RR ALS Seay ptetin ae! Page 1.

H. Southerland. >

POBIRR Ve geht See ladle Nena te reece Ue ete ey Re merry cs mre Page 2.

M. Ross, S. Swindell, S. Palmer,,

M. Rockwell, I. Rossiter, N. Adaire.
PE WUSTRATION ec ile agetrc sks ease e ene eal n a eters a mltAuetee el eee Page 3.

L. Lombard. A. Kelley.

kK. Van Wagenen, E. Sinn.
ARCH wi bteakanle tthe mice ang. rei ened ear Page 4.

H. Woods, H. Arny
INT AU SGRADION Boa lunes ueraye pate dren eareetane Siaehnes cee ecient Page 7.

(With apologies to F. E. M.)
EE Cle, J. Allen,

E. Holliday.
A. Greely.
ENIOR oie les eiaeieuatiee Page 9
C. Wade.
M. Rockwell.
a aa eA MLO at Page 10
OF 1902. :

L. Lombardi,
E. Thompson,
R. Magruder,
M. James.
May 12.

1904 1902
Captain: McCormick Captain: Cragin
Swindell Cragin
Van Wagenen Spencer
White Shearer
Pfaff Balch
Case Campbell
Wood—Criswell Billmeyer
Dudley—Criswell Gignoux
McCormick Adams
Kellen—Dudley Boyd

Score: 1902—6. 1904—0.
May 14.

1904 1902
Criswell Gignoux
Kellen Boyd
McCormick Adams
Pfaff Balch
Woods Billmeyer
Case Campbell
Swindell Cragin
White Shearer
Van Wagenen Spencer

Score: 1902—I. 1904—1.

May 16.

1904 1902
Criswell Todd
Kellen Chandlee
McCormick Adams
Pfaff Clark
Case Congdon
Woods Gignoux
Swindell Cragin
White Shearer
Van Wagenen Spencer

Score: 1902—5. 1904—0.

Sic Cransit Gloria Mundi
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HILISTINE! Extra! Extra! Limited evening edition! Illus-

oo trated supplement! Single issue Friday, May 16, 1902 at

.\- 8 P. M.! On which evening the waning glory of the

~e Fecaee _“ Philistine’ flared up brilliantly and illumined the ex-
oe ' pectant faces of ‘Our Juniors.”’

This number of the ‘‘ Philistine’’ opened, as every well-
=< ~ “ordered magazine should, with the turning of the fly-leaf,

a \ and disclosed its ruling spirit, its editor-in-chief, who
delivered an editorial calculated to charm the ear and still the apprehen-

s
Sathee sions of its involuntary subscribers. The ‘“‘Poetry’’ which followed was,
54 \ unlike that of the simple-minded ‘‘ Tipyn,” not “sentimental’’ but a true
fey x love story set to the music of eight voices and sung to the loyal Class of
ee /“Y 1902. Next, an illustration relieved this tension of emotion by a con-
R K c vincing portrayal of the broadening influence of college-life, in which the
Melk Senior, a mighty being, developed from a very spindly Freshman, showed

the amazing results of judicious cramming—of sofa-pillows.
“Breaking the Ice’’ succeeded in eliminating whatever thin film
might have remained over the gayety of the assembly, while the next

x7). illustration, a full-stage one, depicting the heart-breaking tragedy of the
; ‘ Room-draw, consistently brought down the house.
Xy4 i “The advantages of being a Senior’’ were peculiar in 1902’s day, and
a *p of a kind since mercifully taken from us. In those days‘‘Fdrrr’’ was a
VAS thing more to be feared than the most fearful oral. Though without these
A SS} superior opportunities, four of our humble number, through mere associa-
we m x tion, with the improved reality of Senior enunciation, were able to give
s/ a fairly dramatic rendering of certain famous classics—as, for example,
[ this charming bit.
ae f&
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Oho

7 ra.
ae eK
“A g-r-r-reen little Freshman,

One g-r-r-reen summer day,
Some chemicals mixed
In her g-r-r-reen little way;
And now o’er that Freshman’s
G-r-r-reen little g-r-r-rave
The g-r-r-reen little g-r-r-rasses
Do tenderly wave.”

and so on, R-r ad lib.

The Alumne notes, p. 10, gave a glimpse into the vistas of the future,
which has proved startlingly correct. With becoming confidence we at-
tributed to the ’o02 of the future the realized possibility of the 17%, but
’o2 has overstepped the bounds of all precedents; already their record
of the fatal step taken points to 20% with fair prospect of increase. Wit-
ness the following array of maiden names already, or soon to be, discarded,
names worthy to be inscribed in halls of Fame.

McManus, Douglas and Rotan,
Spencer, Harben, Chandlee,
Porter, Jenkins, Lyon and Yeatts,
Cragin, Miles and Sperry.
and Shearer, Porter and Adams besides, who cannot be rhymed—

A revival for a time-honored formula for the display of upper-class-
man cynicism in the pages of the Phil. proved effective in “By Way of
Padding,’’ the customary dialogue between a biting Senior and a be-
ribboned Freshman innocent of guile; and on p. 13 ‘‘ The Young Lady with
a Coal Scuttle”’ and the extra edition reached a happy conclusion.

The advertisements very properly came last, and provided as usual
the ‘‘sine qua non’”’ of the issue. We had just received our second annual
defeat in the basket-ball finals that afternoon. As witness for our deep
respect for the team and class that could beat us, the “‘ Battles advertise-
ment’’ consisted of two “floral tokens,” one for Miss Douglas, President,
and one for Miss Cragin, basket-ball captain of ’o2. The ices and cake
were served in a business-like way by neat-capped maids from the stage

and Carpenter furnished a clover sauce.
Lucy LomBArRDI.
Portry

To 1902

Tune—Mammy’s Litile Pumpkin Colored Coon.
Words by MARGARET ULLMAN and ANNE SELLECK.

Many a song you all have read
Within the real Philistine,
Mourning o’er their inspiration fled,
Telling how the hard worked muse
Had lost her glory pristine:

Every subject they have used is dead,
But one theme which never palls
We have in this edition,

Which to-night we dedicate to you,
With your permission.

So to sing your praises in these
Verses we’re a-wishin’.

Here’s to you, our Juniors, 1902!

CHORUS.
Juniors to your Freshmen loyal ever,
Seniors loving always, failing never,
When we are Seniors, may we be like you;
Together sing the praises of 1902.

Many thousand times you’ve won our love and admiration,
From our Freshman childhood until now,

And altho’ we’d greatly like to try enumeration,
Punctuated well with many a bow;

Could we of your kindness rehearse the lengthy story,
T’would descend, we sadly fear, into mere category.

So we'll just restate our theme: we celebrate the glory

Of our beloved Juniors, 1902.
Alunue Notes

Song of the Fellow

Tune—Absent Minded Beggar. Words by the Committee

Ph. D., LL. D., and A. B.

Jo, 1B, JEM, 183, JN 18}, (G, IDs 1B

All these degrees are mine by right,
In Bryn Mawr I am the shining light,
I’m the Fellow of B. M. C.

Song of Eleanor Wood

Tune—Skirt Dance.

I’ve just come back from a summer’s jaunt,
Where I’ve had hearts galore,

And every kind of dresses,

For house and ball and shore.

The men have all been at my feet,
Proposals by the score.

But yet I’m glad to be back again

With the gang at old Bryn Mawr.

Song of the 17%

Tune—Baby, Baby.
Baby, baby, you’re a Bryn Mawr baby.
Don’t you care, you'll go there
When you are a lady.
Don’t you cry, don’t be shy,
1902 will love you;
You'll wear the blue,
That gleams so true,
For the Class of 1902.

Cragin and Gignoux Song
Tune—The Bowery.

O England, dear England,
They say such things and they do such things,

O England, dear England,
We'll never go there any more.
Class Supper

Coasts
Seb, OUTSIDE MWORLDise: tects selec vole a eects Phyllis Green
““MELODY’’.....- Pe ay aust eel yA ieee UD tes RN Nannie Adatre
SIENA TCH Tom VAT Liter pre aby rae Mens acy sae Eleanor McCormick
SSPE O GK Witr st yeni SNe RT RY Aen cour ecu bua tase Clara C. Case
= OURSNIE Wale OSSESSIONS mba miei sei ea iene Anne Buzby
= CAMPUS BURGEARS Wen ciaise es uae sikten uate Hope Woods
DETER INI GENE RAE tray ens saya shines onsen inc Virginia Chauvenet
seed AUTEN Tigh aerate eipsel aa ncaa Uti sence enak eal aaa a Elsie Kohn
OUR DERE SHIVER Ninian nates ey So chase les Came cne MESO Ab Dorothy Foster
““T930—UTOPIA AT BRYN MAwR’”’.............. Adelheid Hecht
OURS CACC avai n rie Uleed a dccatiniany Ulan ies Harriet Southerland

TOASTMISTRESS—A gnes Giullender.

Innior Year

Class Officers

President—AGNES GILLENDER
Vice-Prestdent—DoRoTHY Foster
Secretary—JEANETTE HEMPHDLL
Class Song

Tune—Come Fill up the Flagon. Words by MarcarEt ULLMAN.

To our Alma Mater, wherever we are,

As one of her children, we sing to Bryn Mawr,
With love and with honor come fill up your glass,
A toast from the heart and the will of our class.

CHORUS.
Then here’s to the college to our hearts ever dear,
And here’s to the classes of many a year,
And here’s to each other; may we cheer evermore
Bryn Mawr and our class, 1900 and 4.

She’s followed us daily with right guiding eyes,
And given for our color the blue of the skies,
Her beauty and truth are so perfect that we
Endeavor like her ‘‘not to seem but to be.”

Rush Night

1904 to 1906

Tune—Litile Buttercup from ‘‘ Pinafore.”
Words by ANNE SELLECK and ALIcE WALDO.
But two years have passed since we came here as Freshmen,
And stood as you stand here to-night;
We found on the threshold our Juniors to welcome,
And lead us and guide us aright.
They warned us of dangers
And pitied our troubles,
And taught us to honor the blue,
And now we hand down to our Freshmen the lessons
We learned from our loved 1902.
So keep up your courage,
Your Juniors will help you,
And Fortune will play you no tricks,
Whatever may happen, we always will love you,
And cheer 1900 and 6.
Sunior Year

When we came back here in the Fall,

The campus was not staid at all;

We climbed on bridges to each hall—
As Juniors.

In opposition to this fact,

Our dignity was quite intact;

Sedate, o’er books, our brains we racked—
As Juniors.

And this was all too true, alas!

Monotonous the days did pass;

’"T was ‘nothin’ doin’”’ for our class—
As Juniors.

While Freshmen acted in the Gym.

On high, endangering life and limb,

We hovered o’er the gallery’s rim—
As Juniors.

But only natural was our state;
"Tis every upper-classman’s fate;
It’s nice to be, at any rate—
A Junior.
A. K. Buzpy and $5. M. Briccs.

Hall Athletics

Merion vs. Bryn Mawr

November 6th.

Bryn Mawr. Forwards. Merion.
Captain: Raymond Captain: E. P. Williams
L. Marshall, ’05.......... Rash Gwin oye es ee a Sharwood
He Kenaptonycos ny. see Rightinsidesq-re sce. Tatnall
H. Raymond, ’o3......... Centres Gaerne vase ie M. Wood
DeDay wos necceosne Wefteinsidenmaaneaae ne L. Lloyd
Pekombardinvo4ye se = ae eet ywin gine qe cma Mrs. Barlow

Halj Backs.
Wap Recker scar tatecrnea cer IRIS G siaea seater caenate late Blanchard
Ce Dennisonme menace: Centre Waser vihe ins D. Crawford
CU Casein Cea es Rael elt ee neko einm snes S. Tunerick

Full-Backs.
E. Harrington, ’06........ IRA Sey seas or Peet E. P. Williams
1 TESLA HOV Ss bis 5 oe Bilas NT SR eRe apnea Brown
lal, Sinton, WH soccocee voc Goal ae al Wan A. Bowan

Score—Bryn Mawr, 2; Merion, o.
November Sth.

Bryn Mawr. Forwards. Merion.

i Marshall ose. Ra chit aval Caney ier eee F. M. Herstman

Ee Kempton ose ners ae: Right inside........... E. P. Williams

H. Raymond, ’03......... Centres seein nae ae M. Wood

M. Richardson, ’06....... Weftinsidep yar aoe E. Lloyd

i Vombardi,o4y sa. a0 Weitiwititananeas semi Mrs. Barlow
Halj Backs.

Ig ASS eo). acinns Saityione ares RAG HE ia aie clerical enas R. Wyatt

CaVennisonwosee ee Centre enemies an D. Crawford

CACasel Oa att cttar rat eh tee Wat rara taeonia ree sene S. Tunerick
Full-backs.

EIe SLUTPAS,. OSes sis ens RA gata ey etnias Brown

Be Barnuston, (06:2. 24; Werte yay: ceisler ss R. Wood

Jel, yeaa, Yolen wn oppo aide Goaleiaeciae isos cedeees A. Bowan

Score—Bryn Mawr, 0; Merion, 2.
November 11th.



Bryn Mawr. Forwards. Merion.
H. Kempton,’05.......... Right wing.......... M. Horstman
MeeRichardsoni 065-6) Jn aeichtinsides «eer: E. P. Williams
H. Raymond, ’03 ........ Centrevairng toon M. Wood
Auvlavemeyen,) O5)- 4455. Weltimsideyine = see E. Lloyd

me : Mrs. Barlow
Wombat dinno4e eres ee Wehtayitl es aes See
Halj-backs.
Ty BECKS ROA Meare ease ina IRA chi tseoeyy cence H. Wood
C. Dennison, ’05.......... Centre see ins D. Crawford
CrCase asa ce sain nicl no TORE CA eo Sali S. Tunerick
Full-backs.
MR eters O4meeroreane se IRa gine rn are ieee oye Brown
G. Fetterman, ’03......... eRe anpetrarel stats R. Wood
Smith 06 Maar Goalie uss egy A. Bowan
Score—Bryn Mawr, 3; Merion, o.
Class Gorkey Games
October 27
1903. 1904.
Captain: Day Captain: Case
Raymond Pfaff
Brusstar L. Clarke
Meigs Wood
Wagner Lewis
James Lombardi
Clarke Case
Lange Peck
Lovell Magruder
Day Peters
Stewart Ullman
Morris Ehlers
Score—1904, 3; 1903, 0.
1903
Raymond
Brusstar
Meigs
Wagner
Lovell
Hull
Lange
Leupp
Day
Fetterman
Stewart

1903.
Raymond
Brusstar
Meigs
Wagner
Lovell
Hull
Lange
Leupp
Day
Fetterman
Stewart

October 29

1904.
Wood
Woods
Van Wagenen
Lewis
Lombardi
Case
Peck
Magruder
Peters
Ullman
Ehlers

Score—1903, 5; 1904, oO.

October 31

1904.
Wood (Pfaff)
White
Van Wagenen
Woods (Clarke)
Lombardi
Case
Criswell
Magruder
Canan
Ullman
Ehlers

Score—1903, 2; 1904, I.



Cheer

Tenella Kalli Nike

Pasa megala kale

Os Olympiados dor
Chaire Bryn Mawr, 1904.

Che Oral Binner of 1403

Mg
it was early in December,
And a Junior Class were we,
When till late we sat at dinner
With the Class of 1903,
On the night before their orals,
Celebrating what must be.

2.

Both the classes came to Pembroke
For the solemn oral feast,

Gaily dressed, expecting pleasure
In the common woe, at least,

In the west door stood the Sophomores
And our Freshmen in the East.

Be
There was little time for eating,

Constantly we sang and cheered;
First the Seniors gave their ballads—.

Old and new, of checks that leered,
Ruddy locks and implorations,

French and German that they feared.

4.
Then we, with our brave guitarists,
Tried to cheer them up with song,
Full of confident assertions
That their chances all were strong,
While the shouting under-classes
Helped the confidence along.

5.
1903 went back to study,

We, to pity their sad plight
And to tremble for our future
When a year should take its flight;
And ‘“‘ Thou Gracious Inspiration’”’
Closed the Oral Dinner night.
MARGARET ULLMANN.
1904 to 1903
Tune—The Happy Farmer. Words by ANNE SELLECK.

As I was sitting in Taylor Hall,

A weary Senior passed my way,

Her arms were laden with foreign books,

She really looked distraite.

“Pray, what is the matter, fair maiden?”’’ I cried.
The Senior glanced up towards the office and sighed,
“Ah me! I’ve German and French beside,

My orals, they come to-day.”

Next day I waited in Taylor Hall,
And many Seniors passed my way,
Their faces wreathed in beaming smiles,
Their laughter bubbling gay.

. ‘Pray, what is the reason,”’ said I, ‘“‘that all you
Are feeling so gay who of late were so blue?”’
“Hurrah!”’ they cried, ‘we all got through!
Our orals are passed to-day.”

Tune—Rip Van Winkle is a Lucky Man. Words by Lucy LomBarRDI.

Seniors, you know more than we know

Just what you should do,

When to floor you waits before you

Foulet’s parlez-vous.

All pleasures spurned, such words you’ve learned!
Daudet, Goethe, Flaubert, Freytag,
Dictionaries, too;

Wars of years and pages countless,

What are they to you?

Follow this receipt and you'll get through :—
Read your German with a haughty air, ;
Read your Francais with a sneer.

Look as if you felt within:

“Tve known this from birth, how lucky!”’
Read it right or read it wrong,

Read everything you see,

Never let a doubt assail you

That they’d ever dare to fail you,

And they never will, O 1903.

Noah's Ark

1904 to 1906

IMIRS IN OBES 2 aia Sere ESE) Oe Be oe Ri tea ne nS Helen Arny
MRS HINO AH Ess Spiel alee yas ve loin Ae Geneve uae Agnes Gullender
SHEE Mes tegen ees Nios) Cte ein weds Uae esa ak ea SBR Anna Jonas
BTCA ces BED Gk eT Ne dee ae SS 2 eva Ay AR UR a A Clara Woodruff
NIABHETH sates at ciuuecseu que tonics atec panera np eae Dorothy Foster
THE TWELVE THOUGHTLESS THINKERS.

M. Rockwell S. Palmer

A. Buzby S. Briggs

E. Silkman E. Clark

M. Ross M. Albee

A. Selleck A. Boring

N. Adatre J. Hemphill

ARK-ITECTS—M. Ullmann, M. Christie, M. Albee, H. Arny, G.Winterbotham.

1904 to 1906
Tune—Siay in your own Back Yard. Words by MARGARET ULLMAN.

Another class has left us, but another yet has come,
With the other classes here to mix;
1902 has shown us what a Junior’s love can be,
So we planned to love you, 1906.
But when we had met you then we loved you all the more,
Reality our hopes exceeded far;
So 1904 will here give a loud and hearty cheer,
To welcome you to Bryn Mawr.

CHORUS.

O Freshmen stand by your Juniors’ side
And your Juniors will stand by you;

Tho’ some may scoff, and some deride,
Remember that we'll be true.

Of a different shade are our banners made
But they’re both of the same old blue;
So Freshmen stand by your Juniors’ side

And your Juniors will stand by you.
ES, they were all there, every one. The bear, the mouse,
the elephant, the unicorn, the kangaroo, the lion, the camel,
the donkey, the dolphin and the now extinct tadpole,
not to mention most of the feathered tribe. It is perfectly
true that all these were present, we could see them plainly
by the ark light. All sat in a neat circle, like the birds
and beasts of Alice in Wonderland, and thereupon com-

menced one of the merriest minstrel shows ever witnessed in or out of

the ark.

Old Noah was something of a Siegfried in his way. He understood
the language of each of his guests, and what is more, made it compre-
hensible even to the infant 1906. ‘This becomes the more remarkable
when it is realized that none of the children had yet had a course in Bib-
lical Literature. But all laughed heartily when, after Father Noah had
been whispering in the ear of the camel for sometime, the answer pro-
ceeded in a muffled tone from the hump! Mrs. Noah was decently and
fittingly clad for December thirteenth, but the way she let her dear off-
spring appear in abbreviated garments on that cold night was truly a case
for the S. P.C.C. Little Shem was blue with the cold, Japheth bore up
well, and Ham was so sunburned that it was impossible even to guess his

feelings.

The dolphin and the quondam tadpole—who later developed into a
crab—what a bonanza to Dr. Morgan!—flopped very peaceably in the water
at the foot of the Ark steps. The children took great delight in watching

them.

To carry out our simile we should have ordered the rain to fall and
the floods to rise so that we might float to our Bryn Mararat; this being
inconvenient, Noah ordered the flags to fall. This they did, by hundreds it
seemed, tiny blue pennants embroidered with the numerals, 1906. The
children may have thought them souvenirs, but we, the animals, knew
that they were pennants for the Ark Programmes.



When the guests began to show signs of restlessness and the preserved
pairs to droop at the far-fetched jokes—from farther even than the Meso-
potamian Valley, I assure you—Father Noah thought some change from
the bank of Bryn Mararat would be acceptable, so called his doves and told
them to go bring the green-back. In passing, I should like to state that these
were no ordinary carrier pigeons; they had assisted at many functions previ-
ous to this trip. When Noah was making his contract with them before
the voyage, they wished to know if they were “for a child or an adult.”
Could they have meant 1904 and 6?
The minute the doves left the Ark they sighted friends, for they at
once raised the 1906 flag in sign of friendship. Of course, there was great
excitement on the Ark when the cause of the doves’ action was seen, and
all the animals were delighted when Japheth, transformed into Dorothy
Foster, presented the banner to the strangers. Adelaide Neall responded
very charmingly on their behalf. Then, after a curiously bloodless be-
heading, the Royal family, the Twelve Thoughtless Thinkers, and the rest
of the class joined in singing:

“Fun and frolic’s over now,
Masks are laid aside,
As Juniors now we sing to you
For your good will we’ve tried.”’

During the long voyage, Noah had taught his followers to dance in the
human fashion, so after being revived with ice cream, both classes danced
together. The whole flag presentation was a success, and proved to be
much “better late than never.”

M. S. ROCKWELL.

Songs of the Choughtless Chinkers

Bear's Song
Tune—Mexican Serenade. Words by Maria ALBEE.

"Way back in the ages early
My tail it was long and curly,
To school I was sent
But seldom I went,
Which offended my master surly.
So at length he cut off my tail, :
In spite of the fact that I set up a wail.
With a ruler he did it,
And did declare
That cutting he could not bear.
Then get up betimes each morning;
Is my antediluvian warning,
Your ways you must mend
And lectures attend,
Or the tale of the bear you'll be scorning.
Tune—Thompson’s Mule. Words by Lucy LomBarnpi and Sapte M. Briccs.

Old Noah, who loved zoology,
Invested in an ark;

He filled it full of animiles
The same as Central Park. -

For them he’d planned a trip on land,
But he had to change the route;
So he jovially said, “‘We’ll go ahead,

Since we cannot go afoot.”
And the animals cried — —,
And the animals cried — —,
‘«Since we cannot go afoot!”’

O Noah, he had a cheerful time
Aboard that blooming ark,
The elephant crowed, the ostrich lowed,
The turtle-doves did bark.
He loved them all, both great and small,
But the monkey was his pet;
So he gave him a pill to prevent a chill,
The weather being wet.
And the animals cried — —,
And the animals cried — —,
“This weather’s dreadful wet.”’

At last, distaste of the watery waste
Impelled them all to seek
An elevation high and dry,
The ark had sprung a leak!
So from afar they hailed Bryn Mawr
Where study, they knew, was dry,
And all maintain, tho’ the living be plain,
The thinking at least is high.
And the animals cried — —,
And the animals cried — —,
“We're awfully glad it’s dry.”
We hesitate to enumerate
The pleasant times we’ve had,
The Sophomore play, the dance next day,
And Duse not half bad.
But best of all the pleasant things
That here our hearts transfix
Is the meritorious, wholly glorious
Class of Nineteen Six.
And the animals cried — —

,

? ’

And the animals cried — —,
We love you, Nineteen Six!”’



Tune—Donkey Song. Words by ANNE K. Buzsy.

What does the donkey do
When he goes to class?
If he doesn’t know a thing

He'll just get up and gas.

CHORUS.
Hee-Ha, Hee-Ha, Hee-Ha, Hee-Ha, Hee-Ha!

What does the donkey do
When he sees Duse pass?
Walks right up and looks at her;
He’s just as bold as brass.

Why is the donkey’s brow
With grief and care o’ershot?
He has to walk to Horace
For they won't allow a trot!
1904 to 1906

Tune—Slumber Boat. Words by THE THINKERS

Fun and frolic’s over now,
Masks are laid aside,

As Juniors now we sing to you, -
For your good will we’ve tried.

CHORUS.
Through college years
Are doubts and fears a score,
But amongst them all you'll find
Loyal Nineteen Four.

What our Juniors were to us
We to you would be.

They helped us out of many scrapes,
Stood by us loyally.

Opening of the Cafe des Hrais-hommes
1906 to 1904

Menu





Hors d’Oeuvres.
Orchestre 4 la Sousa.
Entrée
Du Duc Anglais.
Poisson,
Ecrevisse & la Musique.
Roti,
Ballet au Petits Pieds
Entrée
Des Anarchistes, sauce Diable.
Glacé,
Créme de la Créme 4 1’Espagne.
Salade,
Aux choux-fleurs.
Entrée
De Pierre et Pieriot.
Créme Glacé
Chanson 4 la Pendule.
Bonbons
Duels de Deux Drdles.
Café.
Grand Finale.
CAFE DES FRAIS-HOMMES,
Le 25iéme Avril, 1903.

1904 to 1906

“A la classe de Frais Hommes
A la classe de Frais Hommes
De la classe de Dix neuf cent quatre.”


=~ E have never spent a more delightful evening than that
4 in the gay capital of Paris in the Cafe des Frais-hommes.
From the time that we were seated at the little tables by
attentive waiters, to the very end, was one unbroken
succession of delightful surprises. The Hors d’Oeuvres,
“Orchestre a la Sousa,’’ was a chef-d’oeuvre as well; while
the entrée of the English Duke, with his monocled stare,
deeply impressed the assemblage of American girls. The fish
course fairly brought down the house; the big red crab sang us a
song so flattering that we were almost ashamed to applaud,
though our representative, the nice little brown beaver, took it all
with a most gracious and condescending air. We already knew how
beautifully 1906 could dance, so perhaps we were more enchanted than
surprised by the two Terpsichorean courses, the roast and the glace’.
The prettiest thing was the salad, when a little French flower girl moved
slowly among the tables, leaving us each with a dainty bouquet and the
memory of a charming song; while perhaps Pierre and Pierrot made the
hit of the evening when they appeared with a big hoop, and rolled it about
the stage, declaring that “at this time next year all 1904 will be doing
this.”’ The catchy little “‘Chanson 4 la Pendule’’ must not be forgotten,
nor the exciting adventures of the two anarchists who gave us delicious
thrills of terror all through the evening. It was certainly with genuine
enthusiasm that we gave 1906 our parting cheer: ‘‘A la classe de frais-
hommes, a la classe de frais-hommes, de la classe de dix-neuf-cent-quatre,”’
and went home feeling that we had never been more royally entertained.
ALICE WALDO.




Tune—Bonme Dundee. Words by M. ALBEE.

Each autumn a new class of Freshmen appears,

With new play and new watchwords, new songs and new cheers,
Yet we know that by far the most clever are they

Who to-night have thrown open their wondrous café.

CHorus—tThen fill up your glass with bountiful cheer,
And drink to the class that to us is so dear;

Until we shall enter the barque on the Styx,

We'll ever be faithful to 19-0-6.

You excell in Greek art, you do noble in Gym.,

Your basket-ball chances are really not thin,

As actors and singers your class is our pride,

But you’re best as our Freshmen so trusting and tried.
Spring Athletics

Indoor Mert

Rerord Marking
Wain eee seein a een seats Evinlersiay eyael marae eects Av tte aan
Running High Jump...... Case- Piaf meen seer % lo, TM thal,
ERLIRGIES Hewes Neues iene cues ELST See Mare RA SRN A 3 sec.
Swimming Contest
Singleiboardsiaeresinace ae Pe Rey alc oer nega eaten iayt 58 sec.
Tandem on boards........Peck-Rockwell................ 60 sec.

Basket Ball :
Tune—Good old Summer Time. Words by A. K. Buzsy.

We have a dandy nine,
Headed by our captain fine.
1904, just get that ball
And pass it down the line.
We'll beat them yet;

We can, you bet;

We'll do it every time.

So, 1904, just get that ball
And pass it down the line.

Line up
May 2d.

1903. 1904.
Lange—Captain Case—Captain
Meigs Van Wagenen
Sinclair Canan
Wagner White
Lovell Woods
White Pfaff
Raymond Case
Dabney Criswell
Lange Peters
Strong Rossiter

Score—1903, 0; 1904, 4.
1903.
Meigs
Sinclair
Wagner
Lovell
White
Raymond
Dabney
Clarke
Strong

1903.
Meigs
Sinclair
Montague
Lovell
White
Raymond
Clarke
Dabney
Strong

May 5th.

Score—1903, 3;

May 7th.

1904.
Van Wagenen
Canan

White

Woods

Pfaff

Case

Criswell

Ross

Peters

1904, I.

1904.
White

Van Wagenen
Canan

Woods

Pfaff

Case

Peters
Criswell

Jonas

Score—1903, 5}; 1904, I.



Gareth and Lynette

A PLAY
FOR

The Class of Nineteen Hundred and Three

BY

The Class of Nineteen Hundred and Four
Junior Senior Supper
May the eighth, Nineteen Hundred and Three
Bryn Mawr College

Act I.—Arthur’s Hall at Camelot.
Act II.—Before the Castle of Lady Lyonors.
Act III.—Same as Act II., at night.

Cast

NE VINTEC Oe eg ea We he eR hte nice Aree i ONT Uh Arts Lucy Lombardi
IE VONORS 5 Suite reusstage nie eastern be eden Reena Hope R. Woods
IBETLIGE NA ao icee re cree acceheneer eae enaeacn ene Eloise R. Tremain
INWAID O Wie tenner ice oaiempe cera Se peyedes sieges RAR te Evelyn M. Holliday
GUTINE VSR este yety ea rein Severe Es thsetacee a Ioine tp oe Ole Adola Greely
RR area ibee he cr sean ened Helen A. Howell

LADIES TO LYONORS | SAUL elena cane DEM Katharine E. Scott
IER sae eo Ee eS AS Jeannette Hemphill

CARE TEA e Ate airt wth elae UA ANC nbyrae st ne hg, Sara S. Palmer
DAUR TUR See ese) eR eee gate Sat eesti a ras Sane ey Sie Esther M. Sinn
SIRMRCAVE GPUS UNM Apical Pereira Mae Oma aee eater Helen W. Arny
SIRVEANCELOT 4 Job bes ck tsmcicrat Lola eee cise Marjorie S. Canan
IPSERG TAS CUTATEEO Na eis ca baeae cai UN eee eae Anne K. Buzby
SECONDI OCULITON Se screens iene tenn ea ne Sara M. Briggs
SIR MORNINGSTAR goose iy ene te) ecco oe ae edetaeinle Clara Cary Case
FL RAST Gs aia eae et ae rk ca iaee as ela ao ace epic Ta Clara L. Woodruff
SERS GAT ATA eh Mi Gace aan weaken Sek Cm ate ian a Ethel R. Peck
SIRMBERGIVAT Mr mesn ity See eke meu kare) e HEM ne ra Margaret F. Ross
SIR GAWALNU Be hite cht wtn acai neonate N Miiy cine) Soe Mary Vauclain
SERGE RAIN TY (oye Seen eye ete Mpa k RX RR Nadee Emma O. Thompson
IVEES RAGIN Sar ae uies eben 2 Ute austen eee as pl core ae Nannie Adatr
PAGE TO GYNE TEE cir ccsnese ancien nines av elauee Maude E. Temple
Eee Arete aee i 2 gee lina Marguerite Gribi

PecrS te Queen { SEOs Misi sade ai teat buen eae tet Leshe Clark
DRAMATIZED BY.......... .Lucy Lombardi and Maude E. Temple

STAGE! MANAGER (i. raceme ae cele penne Sa ee Helen W. Arny


4} HEN we were beginning the plans for the Junior-Senior
Supper, Lucy Lombardi and Helen Howell came to see
me to suggest our giving for the Seniors a dramatization
of Gareth and Lynette. I have since thought well of my
powers of dissimulation when I recall the dozen streams
of cold water I managed to turn on the project. Mas-
querading in mediaeval costume to blank verse seemed
altogether too charming and amusing to think of, too
much like finishing the part of interrupted child’s play to be
possible or amusing in fact. However, we agreed to see what we
could do with the poem, and after two or three evenings, Lucy Lombardi
and I had stitched together with a few stiff-jointed lines and some
Elizabethan punning the scenes we thought we could act. It is needless to
recall that we did not bring our verses as argument to the class whose
enthusiastic countenance of our efforts was signally an act of faith.

From the first it was ready to do much harder things than mutilate
a lovely poem, and go more than once for the most indulgent criticism and
suggestion to Miss Helen Thomas, our sapient Lady of the Lake. We do
not know, indeed, just when and where the glamour began, nor, certainly,
where it left off. Yet I feel that Helen Arny and Helen Howell and
Eloise Tremain and Anne Buzby were somewhat more initiated into the
magic by which the illusion was sustained. For the rest we sat at rehear-
sals and committee meetings and saw daily people doing the impossible:
saw the Dragon of the Great Pendragonship emblazoned on fifty shields;
saw a forest grow up by enchantment into which my jealous watch over
“the music of the building’’ did not enter, and the ‘‘hall which Merlin
built for Arthur” tower hourly more stately and more substantial. Then
grave knights and stately ladies would wind in slow procession across the
rush-strewn floor and take their places beside the Blameless King and
the beautiful Queen Guinevere in what had been indeed ‘‘sieges perilous”’
but for Helen Arny’s historic visit to President Thomas.

From first to last we had always two Merlins: Nannie Adaire’s
for the final spectators; but for those who saw Helen Arny as Sir Kay
or Sir Lancelot or Gareth, and who knew the rouge or balm, according to
occasion, with which her wand was tipped, and how often dissolution threat-
ened, must hold that her final appearance as Sir Kay was wholly phantas-
magoric.

Even on that final May evening a double sense seemed to run through
our play,—for us certainly, and we hoped for the Seniors also. For
from Arthur’s accolade and the vow of Gareth, while Lynette fled in her
rosy veil through the forest, when she knelt by Gareth’s side to wake


him and waved him on to victory as swords clashed and lances shivered,
until their hands were joined by Lady Lyonors, what we heard and
saw was the very spirit of chivalry, the loyalty and devotion of the famous
song of Sidney’s:

““My true love hath my heart, and I have his.”’

It animated, too, what Dorothy Foster, in the absence of our Presi-
dent, said to the Seniors as she presented their President with a loving
cup for future Junior-Senior suppers, and as we sang to each Senior in
turn. In the hush that followed this and Daisy Ullman’s song we may
even have thought of the possible kinship in spirit of ‘the goodly fellow-

ship of famous knights,’ and the conception of our College Hymn.
Mi Ea.



1904 to 1903

Tune—The Shoogy-Shoo. Words by MARGARET ULLMAN.

We all of us are thinking of our Freshman year,

And the class we’ve known the longest since we first knew how to cheer.
On swift and ever swifter wings the years have taken flight

To Nineteen Three and memory we're singing here to-night.

CHORUS.
As we stand, hand in hand, Nineteen Three with you,

Many thoughts are on the past, but on the future too,
Thinking of our three fair years and of our friendships true,
Thinking still that ever friends shall be the green and blue.

Though all the air is blossom sweet in our Bryn Mawr,
Though grass and trees put on their best and April showers are far,

Yet we cannot with nature smile, and ne’er a face is bright,
As we fill up the loving cup to Nineteen Three to-night.

S\N June 4, 1903, occurred the third Commencement that
our class had had the opportunity of witnessing; likewise
the third on which we have risen at daybreak to pick
daisies in the wet fields behind Low Buildings, and assist
in binding daisy chains for chapel decoration. In those
good old times such events were prone to run in threes:
and in retrospect, at least, the latter appears no bad
beginning of that very memorable day.

The many guests entering our green campus from Pembroke Arch
cast curious glances toward a sprawling derrick set up before the trees
then secluding Yarrow and Kaiserhof. The block of sandstone on the
turf beside it at once suggested the great feature of the day, the laying
of the corner-stone for the new Library Building. The double significance
of this Commencement must have occurred to all; not only the graduating
class, but the college itself was ‘‘on the threshold of a larger life.” The
solid foundations of Rockefeller, then about two feet high, and the corner-

stone, our potential Library, stood for the hallmarks of prosperity, develop-
ment and promise.

In the crowded chapel, charmingly festooned with lengths of daisy
chain, the Commencement exercises began with ‘““My Country ’Tis of
Thee,’ sung by students and visitors together. President Thomas gave
the introductory address, alluding at once to the subject of unusual inter-
est for the day, the laying of the Library corner-stone. Dr. Warren, as
Secretary of the Faculty, presented the candidates for the degree of Bach-
elor of Arts; eighty-one students in all, comparing favorably with the
sixty-three of the preceding year, and the sixty-two of 1901. The degree
of Master of Arts was conferred upon three Bryn Mawr graduates, and
that of Doctor of Philosophy upon four graduate students. After the
awarding of scholarships, fellowships, and the George W. Childs Essay
Prize, Mr. Hamilton Wright Mabie, spoke of ‘“‘ Academic Ideals.” The
singing of ‘‘Thou Gracious Inspiration’’ marked the end of the indoor
programme.

The undergraduates then marched out in a winding, double line
across the campus in front of Taylor to the corner-stone lying in a green,
sodded depression. They separated, forming an aisle along which came
the Seniors in their furred A. B. hoods, next the President and Trustees,
the Faculty in academic robes, and finally the guests of the college. All
entered the enclosure about the stone and took seats, the undergraduates
occupying rugs on the ground in the Turkish fashion. In the front row,
on the rough platform facing the audience, sat a white-mustached man
with an agreeable round face, whose scarlet and purple gown and quaint


flat cap, denoting the degree of LL. D. of Cambridge, England, reminded
one of the Elizabethan raiment of a Lord Mayor. The curiosity of the
uninitiated was satisfied when Miss Thomas introduced Dr. Horace Howard
Furness, the noted Shakespearean scholar, as our first speaker. His
subject was “The Library.’’ Many of its future benefits and delights
did he reveal. Mr. Converse then spoke on behalf of the donors, acknowl-
edging Mr. Rockefeller’s great gift of $250,000, met, according to its con-
ditions, by a second $250,000. This, he related, was raised among the
generous friends of the college, $10,000 coming from the Undergraduates,
and alike sum from the Alumne, in whose behalf Mrs. Andrews, ’98, de-
livered a short and interesting address. _

The attention of all was next centered upon the operations of the masons
who were spreading the flat stone slab with cement. Miss Thomas then
descended and evened this with her trowel. The creaking derrick,
assisted by William Armitage, swung the corner-stone from the turf to its
permanent place. When the masons had adjusted it, Edith Dabney
and Gertrude Dietrich came forward bearing an oblong copper box,
hermetically sealed, which they laid within the stone, hollowed out to
receive it.

This box contained, in detail, a list of the contributors to the Library
Fund; the earliest and the latest progrrammes of the college, with the
names of the first Faculty of 1885 and those of the present Faculty; a
list of the first and present Trustees; a financial report for 1902-3; an
account of the life of Dr. Taylor, and of the memorial services for the first
President, Dr. Rhoads; a photograph of Dr. Rhoads and of President
Thomas, one of Miss Lord, for so many years librarian; a class picture
of 1903, and a parchment copy of their class song.

The stone top was then cemented on. Miss Thomas struck this several
times with a wooden mallet, and declared the corner-stone ‘well and
truly laid.’”” The impressive service ended with a prayer by the Rev.
Dr. Worcester of Philadelphia.

Whereas 1903’s Commencement has been made imemorable by the
foundation of the Library, to some future graduating class belongs the

privilege of assisting at its dedication.
DorotHy Foster.



Senior Year

Class Officers

President—DorotTuy FOSTER
Vice-President and Treasurer—CONSTANCE LEWIS
Secretary—HELEN W. ARNY
Che Song of the Seniors

Tune—A Vassar Song. Words by Ciara Cary CASE.

We are the Seniors,

Jolly are we,

Singing for gladness right merrily;
And now that we are together,
Happy are we,

Loyal to B. M. ©. Rah-rah-rah!

When we were Freshmen

Cocky were we;

We cheered our own class right lustily,

So the horrified Sophomores

Sent us a cock,

Our freshness thus to mock. Rah-rah-rah!

When we were Sophomores,
Wrongly accused

Of having Freshmen roughly abused,
We went straight to Miss Thomas;
Eager were we

For an apology. Rah-rah-rah!

When we were Juniors

Came 1906;

Quickly we found them a class of bricks.
So we'll cheer them together,

Forever and aye,

Rah 1906! Hurray! Rah-rah-rah!

We are the Seniors,

Jolly are we,

Singing for gladness right merrily;
And now that we are together
Happy are we,

Loyal to B. M.C. Rah-rah-rah!
Hall Athletics

Gorkey

Forwards.

Wade, Van Wagenen, Case, Wood, Pfaff.
Half-Backs.

Criswell, Peck, Peters.

Full-Backs.
Maceruder, Canan.

Goal,
Ehlers.

November 2d 1906, 3; 1904, o.

SCORES: ) November 4th 1906, 7; 1904, I.
Songs
Tune—Little Isle of Zulu. Words by A. K. Buzsy.
(Bejore.)

O dribble fast, O 1904,

And pile our score up more and more.
Just keep that ball a-moving,

Our skill in hockey proving;

With full-backs strong and half-backs fleet,
In hockey we are hard to beat.

(After.)
In case that you never should guess who we are,
We’re the cracked hockey team of Bryn Mawr;
In sports athletic, in fate most pathetic,
Each one’s a particular star.
We sing of our goals, and we sing of our team,
And we sing of the swing of our sticks;
In the finals to come now we hope that you’ll win,
And we wish you good luck, 1906!

(Denbigh Table.)
Tune—Ain’t it a Shame!
It was a shame, a measly shame,
To put your Juniors out of the game;
You hit that ball, and sent it through,
And left us feeling so awful blue.
Che Requiem of the Philistine

The night was dark, our faces grim,
Like David we encountered him.
The basement was so still and dim!

Evil and murderous our intent,
We killed him when his strength was spent;
But no one seemed to care a cent!

We buried him with pomp and show,
We spoke of him in accents low.
(We thought he would have wished it so!)

Then came another in his stead,
A Phoenix from his ashy bed,
A docile bird and quite well fed.

His plumage changed from time to time;
Still, that was but a minor crime;
His voice, at least, was quite sublime.

A. K. Buzsy.

The Orala

a) TH meaningless curiosity, twice I watched the gay throng of
the upper classes, the evening before their dreaded orals.
With a buoyant feeling, I joined in the cheering for the
Class of 1903 at their oral supper. With a peculiar, inex-
plicable sensation I sat at supper in Pembroke on the 4th
of December, 1903, the evening before our own fatal
doomsday. The spacious dining hall, with its one
entrance ‘‘crammed’’ with the Sophomores, and the other with the
Freshmen, resounded with the sweet, melodious yells, and soft,
merry laughter of the fair feminine voices. My mood changed with every
song atid cheer;—now I was made as happy as I possibly could wish by
the bright, encouraging songs of the three lower classes; now I was ready
to burst into tears over the sad, mournful songs like ‘‘ Never was tor-
ture awful as this one,” or ‘You'll wish that you were dead, buried
in a mossy bed,” or still worse, ‘“Water the grave of the Class of
1904.” Yes, to-morrow, curfew shall ring for us, and we, poor mortals,
must die so young!

All night long, waking or sleeping, the melancholy, dismal dirge,
“Flunk, flunk, flunk, my heart was bust when I heard those news,’’ buzzed

in my ears.
* * * % * * * *

Who told me that the orals are a test of nerve? If that is the case
I am bound to pass; for, since nerve is gall, gall is brass, brass is cheek,
and I am cheeky the girls say—though its meaning is not clear to me—I
should be well qualified to meet my fate. In spite of such assurance,
I was ill at ease. Like a sheep going to slaughter, I mounted, on the
memorable day, the cold bare staircase of Taylor to the President’s office.
While waiting for my turn, I chanted ceaselessly my magic incantation,
““Checked by Miss Ritchie, perhaps I’ll get thr-oo-ou-gh.”’ ‘The next,’’
came a call from the office. ‘‘What! Isitmyturn? Number 35? Oh,

what an unlucky number!”’

The room was stifling hot. On my right was seated the President,
on my left Dr. Hoppin, and before me was M. Foulet, and very near a
glowing, coal-laden hearth. My nerve melted before the heat and the
august examiners, and I was left weak and defenceless before my destiny.
Faintly I heard a voice saying, “ Please begin,’ and at the same moment
a white hand placed an open book before my dim eyes.

With one big effort, I did begin, but alas! I was suffering from apha-
sia, and my visual centers and the center of speech were diseased beyond



measure, and the association nerves were disconnected in my brain. I
could not understand, consequently, what I was reading. I stopped at
every other word, gazing blankly on the open page.

“Go on!”’ was the command from my right.

“Read the next line,” was the order from the left.

After a few moments of ominous silence, I stumbled along slowly,
halting as much as I could. There was a sudden activity in my cerebral
hemisphere. A vivid picture of a donkey cart and an automobile flashed
before my mental eyes. Yes, I had seen the illustration in one of the
magazines only afew days ago, and now that very illustration was colored
vividly in my optic lobes. It was an old darkey driving leisurely his
dilapidated donkey cart on a narrow country road, regardless of a huge
automobile, panting and puffing, whizzing and hissing right at its heels.

““How did you translate ‘tres sec?’’’ The question broke the chain of
association.

“Very tiresome,” meekly I answered.

“Yes, certainly tiresome; tiresome, yes; but give us the literal mean-

ing.”’
“Very dry.”
“ Exactly!”’ with emphasis. ‘‘That will do.”’
I went in like a poor little lamb, changed into a donkey in the room,
and came out saying: “‘ Je suis le goat.” Micut KAwat.
Songs
Tune—Peter, Peter, on the C. C. C. C. Words by A. K. Buzsy.

Oral, oral, oral, oral,
Who will flunk their oral, oral?
Oral, oral, oral, oral,
Who will flunk their oral, oral?
Say will 1904 all,
Say will 1904 all

Flunk?

(Denbigh Table.)
O, who will use my German dic, German dic?
O, who will use my German dic, German dic?
O, who will use my German dic
When I have passed away?

Herr Collitz says, ‘“‘Be not so quick not so quick.’
Herr Collitz says, ‘‘Be not so quick, not so quick,
Tis you will use your German dic;

You will not pass away!”
Tune—Henny, ‘‘Peggy from Paris.”
Words by HELEN W. Arny and A. K. BuzBy.

Foulet, O Foulet, list to me:

Eh bien, je lis pour my degree.
Laissez-moi time, a week or two,
Peutétre then I’ll scramble through.

Mais—‘ Flunk, flunk, flunk, flunk, flunk, flunk, flunk,
Flunk, flunk, flunk, flunk, flunk, flunk,

Combien, comprennez, come, pressez vite!

You'll pass some day, but not tout de suite.”’

Donner und Blitzen, vat a blow!
Herr Collitz sagt zu mir, ‘Ach no!”’
Veeping und sad, I turned avay
Only to hear Miss Ritchie say:

“Floonk, floonk, floonk, floonk, floonk, floonk, floonk,
Floonk, floonk, floonk, floonk, floonk, floonk.’’
My heart vas bust ven I heard dose news,
I dink me now my degree I’ll lose.

Ach, es ist traurig, aber ja,

Mit tearful schmiles we laugh, ha, ha!
Though we shall vander far avay,
We still can hear dot Ritchie say:

“Floonk, floonk, floonk, floonk, floonk, floonk, floonk,
Floonk, floonk, floonk, floonk, floonk, floonk.’’
Oh 1905, when you take ’em too
Perhaps you'll see why we feel so blue.

Tune—Bide a Wee. Words by Marta H. ALBEE.
The puir auld Seniors sit apart,
Their courage fails them sair;
Or Freshman pranks or Sophomores’ love
Can comfort them nae mair.
For they’re in terror o’ the nicht,
When Ritchie, smilin’ free,
Shall say to ilka lassie there,
“You'd better bide a wee.
We dinna care to pass ye noo,
You'd better bide a wee.”’
So we maun work, and we maun sigh,
And we maun bide oor turn,

Frae Collitz’s lips and Foulet’s e’en
Our fate sae dour maun learn.

Then Juniors, dinna urge us mair,

Of dread we’re like to dee;

Too well we ken the Ritchie’s words,
““You’d better bide a wee.

You canna cease your grindin’ yet,
You’d better bide a wee.”’

Tune—Mexican Serenade (Bear Song). Words by Maria H. ALBEE.

We're fully prepared for orals;

We know we shall win great laurels.
All idioms Dutch—

*‘Noch, immer,’’ and such—

No longer upset our morals.

Foulet’s smile we patiently bear,
Completely ignore the Collitz’s stare;
For the French we’re sure to read just right,
Our German’s simply out of sight.
Then banish all care and sorrow;

No longer we’ll trouble borrow;
Though heart be like lead,

And empty the head,

Yet victory calls to-morrow.



1904 to 1905

Tune—Ring Down the Curtain.
Words by HELEN W. Arny and A. K. Buzsy.

Juniors, take warning from this, our sad plight;
Sorrow is o’er us, we can’t sing to-night.

For orals to-morrow we’ve one hope, ’tis true,

That checked by Miss Ritchie, perhaps we’ll go through.
1904 to 1906
Tune—Ben Bolt. Words by Marta H. ALBEE and HELEN W. ARNY.

O, don’t we remember the Sophomores’ kind words,
The courage they tried to impart?

With loyal devotion they’ve lightened our woe,
And made valiant each fear-smitten heart.

In the old churchyard in the forest of Vaux

Our complaining will soon be o’er;

And we beg 1906 then to water the graves

Of their Juniors, defunct 1904.

And we beg 1906 then to water the graves

Of their Juniors, the flunked 1904.

[904 to 1907
Tune—Don’t you Cry, my Honey.

Here’s to 1907, cheering are your words;

We shall hate to disappoint you;

But wait until to-morrow, wait until we’ve heard:
“Sorry, but you failed to pass.”’

Lament of the Seniors

Tune—I Don’t Want to Play in Your Yard.
Words by Ciara Cary Case and KaTRINA VAN WAGENEN.
[With appropriate gestures. ]
I don’t want to be an alumna,
I don’t want to go away;
I don’t want to leave my classmates,
I would so much rather stay.
Didn’t want to be a Senior,
Cramming hard at French and Dutch;
Didn’t want to be a Junior
And be dignified as such.
Didn’t want to be a Sophomore,
How I shuddered at that fate!
I would rather be a Freshman;
Freshman year is simply great!

Che Fellowship Dinner

Tune—In the Sweet By and Bye.
Words by A. K. Buzspy and HELEN W. ARNY.
Our Clara L. W. Wade

Is a mighty clever maid.

She'll go over to Germany,

And the way that she'll go over

Is on the High C!

And the ten so rich in lore,

Are the joy of 1904.

Then here’s to our star, she’s the pride of Bryn Mawr;
And here’s to our half of a score!

Tune—I Find it Tiresome, from ‘The Mad Mullah of Miasmia.”’

Lity Sampson (L. Lombardi.)

Since the tender age of ten

I’ve been interested in men;

When they would have none of me,

I took to Bi-ol-o-gy.

After spending quite a while

Charming Tommy with my smile,

Strangely neat he came to me,

And when the egg popped, then popped he.

CHORUS.
We found it tiresome, awfully slow,
We can’t stand life without a beau.
You may think we like study, but—
A Ph. D. gets a prof.—oh, tut!
We find it tiresome, awfully slow,
But still they like the things we know;
So we’ve decided to learned be
And raise the per cent. of the faculty.

LuLu GUGENHEIMER (A. K. Buzby.)
Long ago in Germany,
Little Hermann played mit me.
Sixteen loves since then have passed,
But I am the first and last.
Now I’m happy, aber ja!
Hermann’s spoken mit my pa.
“Come, let’s marry,’’ grunted he;
““T need someone to interpret me.’”’
== | HE faculty themselves joined us in doing honor to our Fellow,
|} Clara Louise Whipple Wade. Her high credits are beyond
the dreams of sharks, and if speeches were graded like
exams. hers would unhesitatingly be marked too. Dr.
Hoppin (alias Woodruff) was there looking strangely like
a “‘strong-minded baby,’’ and more than ever overtopped
by Mrs. Hoppin, nee Sinn. When introduced and encouraged
by Patty Rockwell, several of the faculty were persuaded to speak.
Dr. Edmiston (alias Robins) was especially talkative. Although
a slight cold forced him to keep on his hat to protect his defenceless head
from draughts, his speech was no more halting than usual, and his
“exactly so”? was greeted with delighted recognition. Dr. Biklé (alias
Fries), in a characteristic speech, betrayed no sign of an undue intellectual
activity calculated to overthrow the ancient precedents of the faculty
and work havoc among the students. This was left for Dr. Morgan
(alias Vauclain) and Dr. Collitz (alias Arny), who had not only presumed
to become engaged but actually flaunted their fiancées in the faces of the
devoted 83%. Miss Lillie Sampson (alias Lombardi) combined severity
and a large scrubbing-brush with a felicitous energy directed toward the
general improvement of Dr. Morgan. But there was no severity about Miss
Gugenheimer (alias Buzby). She refused to be parted from ‘‘ Hermann”
for an instant and beamed buxomly on the company as she and Miss
Sampson sang of their long-sought-for release from single wretchedness
and final victory over adverse circumstances—or men. St. Patrick (alias
Sellcek) was prompt with his blessing, and everything was sweetly blissful
until Miss Thomas (alias Case) plunged us into despair by urging upon us
the necessity of walking up the side of Pembroke and deciding upon a fixed
date for indulging in the measles. She then conferred upon the Happy
Ten the degree of ‘‘Consummate Shark,’’ after they had proven their
ability as gymnasts to the satisfaction of Dr. Smith (alias Silkman) and
Miss Little (alias Wood). Wilson (alias Tremaine), with noiseless footfall
and a deprecating majesty of bearing, delivered a telegram to each of the
Ten. Their reading proved conclusively that the faculty have been much
maligned on the score of lack of interest in the students. Dr. Clark (alias
Clark), it is only fair to state, has never invited this particular criticism
but has always displayed the greatest concern for the affairs of the student
body considered as one.

Many will infer from the number of aliases in the faculty that they are
doubtful characters. Indeed, I fear it is too true that they lead a double
life. If you should mention this dinner to one of them to-day, you would
probably be greeted by an uncomprehending stare. ‘All that glitters is
not gold!”’ ErHeL ROGERS PECK.


Peep at 2000 A. B.
Bryn Mawr

Senior Class, A. B.
Gymnasium

INC
Scene I.—Undergraduate meeting.
Scene II.—-Chemical Laboratory.
Scene III.—Class meeting.

Act II.
Scene I.—Stage (before Play).
Scene II.—Play.

Act III.

Scene I.—Room in Rockefeller.
Scene II.—Student’s Room.

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STUDENTS. CHORUS.

“T stand with one foot on the future and the
other pointing to the start.”
RUTHERFORD ROCKEFELLER.

1904 to 1906
Tune—My Bed is Like a Boat. Words by HELEN W. ArRnyY.
As Freshmen first we welcomed you,
And firmly ever by you stood;
The wearers of our Juniors’ blue,
We helped you all we could.
But Sophomores, two swift years have passed,
And found you loyal to your crest,
““Tenebo,”’ ever holding fast
The highest and the best.
So 1906, we trust to you,
When Bryn Mawr days for us are o’er,
To guard the honor of the blue;
Here’s luck from 1904!

Tune—Hey, Kitty, Ho Kitty. Words by A. K. Buzsy.

Here’s to you, cheers to you,
Class of 1906!
Here’s to your show and here’s to all your tricks;
Loud and long we sing to you;
You’re a class of bricks;
Here’s to you, cheers to you,
Class of 1906!

[ SPOKEN.]
We all thank you hearty
For your lovely party;

Here’s to you, cheers to you,
Class of 1906!




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»RHAPS not in the medizval spirit, with its religious fer-
vor giving full meaning to the words, did we sing on May
morning the old Latin hymn which we have brought to
America from Oxford; but rather in the spirit of youth,
\ looking toward the sun, as the clouds parted before it,
with a feeling of dg#otion for its constancy and joy in the”
3 ength-Or.. att re. The long procession of 7h Lo \
Seniors, WO by two, c ad i in TR@xasademic cap and gown, “j
made its way solemnly through the few earl mtteI ,
laboriously up the spiral stairway to the tap There, turning our faces toward the East, we raised our voices tremii-
lously into the chant, hoping perhaps to emulate the old scholastics
themselves. The rise and fall of its cadence floated down clearly to those
who listened, and we hope that the spirits of the May heard, too, our
song in gratitude for the coming of another spring.

When we found ourselves once more in the Arch, youthful enthusiasm
broke forth into lusty cheers for those who had broken their morning
slumber to witness the new ceremony. With fluttering souls we hurried
on to the Infirmary bearing noisy condolence for those unhappy ones
within doomed to the ignominy of German measles. Once more taking
flight, this time to the quadrangle of the May poles, we looked on while
the gaily-colored streamers were hoisted proudly to the top of the Senior
pole and those of the other classes stood in readiness for the revelry to
follow which was anticipated by intermittent snatches of May-day song.
Turning from the May-poles, we all dispersed—each with her tiny May-
basket, presented by 1906—to the nearby hills, familiar sources of violets
and periwinckles, stiff, nodding in night-time drowsiness and reluctant to
show their blue heads to the early foragers. Inthe misty colors of the opal
dawn every vista enticed eager hope into many by-paths, from which we

7 Syvere recalled by the advancing hour and clamoring appetites. So that at
nf after six a merry throng gathered in Rockefeller dining room, singing

f; and cheering foranhour. ‘The business of eating being done with, May-day

j festivities began. A wreath was suddenly brought forth, and Dorothy

+ Foster, our President, was enthusiastically crowned Queen of the May with
a rollicking accompaniment of song in eager throats. She was borne out to
the May-poles on our shoulders, and here the spirit of youth and gayety
forth unrestrained. With the familiar May-day songs the streamers burst
were unloosened. The melody of violins and harps caught up our heels
and simultaneously round each May-pole whirled the circles of girls with

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light laughter and lighter footsteps. The graceful movement, the constant
shifting of various colored sashes, gave the scene the effect of a veritable
kaleidoscope into which one looked every moment with contagious pleasure.
Suddenly a shout from Pembroke arch caused all heads to turn, and the
dancers rested motionless in surprise and delight at a large float bearing
a May-pole and a group of motley figures in Elizabethan costume. With
songs and cheers the May-pole was carried off on the shoulders of young
Freshmen, for such were they that wore the quaint old costumes. Like
a well-trained May-pole it fell into its place without delay, and the merry
Robin Hoods, milkmaids and country lads struck up the dance, and once
more the scene became animated. But suddenly a cry of disappointment
arose from the light blue and yellow pole, for all the gay streamers had
collapsed as if out of breath and the dancers stood chagrined at the rib-
bons lying limp upon the ground. Their sorrow was as short as it was
sudden, for quickly the light blues were invited to join the dark blues, and
the dancing was resumed as gaily as before the catastrophe. Then half
after eight came all too soon. A huge ring was formed with Miss Thomas
and our Queen of the May in the center, around whom we danced in breath-
less gayety. When we closed in about these two central figures of
the morning, Miss Thomas said she hoped that the 21st century would
still see such May-days in Bryn Mawr. ‘The well-known tale of Islington,
sung by Florence Craig, was a fitting culmination to our May-day frolic.
For the rest of the day our heads may have drooped, and our feet may
have lagged, yet the May-day songs lingered on our lips and perhaps
each of us was the least bit sorry to awake again to her prosaic self after
the happy sojourn midway between childhood and fairyland.
MARGUERITE GRIBI.

Co the May Ouren

Tune—‘Ach, Du Lieber Augustine!” Words by MARGARET ULLMAN.

May, we greet you merrily, merrily, merrily,
And for very joy do we
Dance on the green.

CHORUS.
Hurrah for the May-day, hurrah for the May-pole,
And give a cheer for Dorothy, she’s our May Queen.

Flowers now are springing, are springing, are springing, O,
Birds are gaily singing,
For Spring time is seen.


Canterbury Pilgrims

Sunior Senior Supper
May G, 1904

Amor Hinrit Omnia

Dramatis Personw
Gharacters based on “The Canterbury Tales”

GEOFFREY CHAUCER, Poet at King Richard’s Court....... Helen Garrett
THE Knicut (Dan Roderigol d’Algezie)........... Marguerite Armstrong
SES SOUERT | (Att brey,) pniSiSOMey weet ey iene seen eee ane Isabel Adatr Lynde
PETE PUR TAR: (ELI berlin rene b lye lel el Sic te a a iy a aula Carla Denison
SHE PP MIAN AOR AWate ae meres ecu vier salar es arabe Natalie Fairbank
shirts COOKS (ROZEMEOSES) er tes mele ener Helen Payson Kempton
De MILD ERY (BODLOr RObbIM )meeer ae eae eae Adeline Havemeyer
FUE VD ARD ONE RMA eerer hrc ae yymieantal oes sic) Lucene Georgiana Mabry Parks
HE SHosty (erty, Batley) wer serie on a4 .5 cee ase Margaret Baxter Nichols
THE PRIORESS’S PRIEST (Joamnes).................. Laura Alice Bartelit
EE SOUIRE SeVEOMAN eon hi sera crie tenon eee Louise Chapin Marshall
THE WIFE oF Batu (Alisoun)................ Caroline N. E. Morrows
ae PPRIORESS (Madames i glantine) s: 24> ..ss0-5 sees Leshe Farwell
MIsTRESS BAILEY OF THE TABARD INN.............. Elizabeth Goodrich
A Nun (The Prioress’s Attendant)................... Katharine Fowler

Characters not hased on “The Canterbury Tales”

RICHARDE 2D Kangyon Englanders hss oa Alice McKinstrey Meigs
Joun oF Gaunt, Duke of Lancaster, Brother-in-Lawof Chaucer
Marguerite Millan Whitall
THE DUKE OF GLAUCESTER, his brother.............. Esther Lowenthal
THE ARCHBISHOP OF CANTERBURY...............- Helen Rutgers Sturgis
BoTrL£jouN, Host of the Nine-pin Inn, at Bob-ub-and-down
Edith M. Longstreth

INE AGIs Vals SR TAU Sree tai EAH Aa) SNE Tae ie BLS RIE itt Theodora Bates

JOHANNA, Marchioness of Kent..................-. Florence Colgate Craig
zs Sara Barney

CANTERBURY BROOGH|GIRES!: = sedan son dees en: \¢ lara Martha Herrick

Abis Putnam

SERVING UAT pee eetelae leet n era ete torias eo chatal ene eea nies tails Dorothy Arnold

WENDERGORMRELICSH ficphin datcalen Greenies taeret avs ave Margaret Gertrude Thurston
Anna Mary Hull
IB RAL DS 23) aan eas oiseg aise sh eceee aa ena coe \ Eleanor Lovell Litile
Alice Dickson Jaynes
Gladys King
CHOIR (BOYS te eae pests mcrae nets \ Lydia Moore
Margaret Stevens Otheman
STAGE (MANAGER?) (feces Get eee Eva Frederica Le Fevre
SCENERVOBYc10 0b lalce ii anee ninoen taabee aioe Frances Eleanor Mason
SCENERY BUILDER eo eee Alice McKinstrey Meigs
Art 1
Time—April 16th, 1387. Late Afternoon.
Sreue

The Tabard Inn at Southwark near London.

“ Bifel that, in that seson on a day,
In Southwerk at the Tabard as I lay
Redy to wenden on my pilgrimage
To Caunterbury, with ful devout corage
At night was come in-to that hostelrye
Wel nyne and twenty in a companye
Of sondry folk, by aventure y-falle
In felowshipe, and Pilgrims were they alle,
That toward Caunterbury wolden ryde.”’

Art 2
Time—April 19th. The Afternoon

Scene

Garden of the One Nine-pin Inn at the little hamlet of Bob-up-and-down,
en route to Caunterbury. ‘

““Whan that Aprille with his showres sote
The droghte of Marche hath perced to the rote,
And bathed every veyne in swich licour,
Of which vertu engendered is the flour;
Whan Zephiries eek with his swete breeth
Inspired hathe in every holt and heeth
The tendre croppes, and the yonge sonne
Hath in the Ram his halfe cours y-ronne,
And smale fowles maken melodye

That slepen at the night with open ye,
(So pricketh hem nature in hie corages):
Then longen folk to goon on pilgrimages.”

Art 3
Time—Evening of the Same day.

Sceur
The Same as in Act 2.

““Wite ye nat wherre ther stant a litel town
Which that y-cleped is Bob-up-and-down,
Under the Blee, in Caunterbury weye?”’

Art 4
Time—tThe next day.

Scene
Before the west front of Caunterbury Cathedral.

“‘And specially, from every shire’s ende
Of Engelond, to Caunterbury they wende,
The holy blisful martyr for to seke,
That hem hath holpen whan that they werre seke.”’


To 1905
Tune—Indian Chief. M. S. ROCKWELL.

Oh 1905, we leave to you

These joys which rend our souls—
Mid-years, finals, orals ghastly,

Match games without goals—

Rainy springs, the Gym. and black-lists,
Flunk notes by the score;

Centipedes and nice Gym. contests;
What,—you ask for more?

Well, choir practice, lab. and glee club,
Measles and chickenpox, too;
Unexpected dinner tickets

Prove our Waterloo;

Book fines, reprimands and warnings,
Training and fire drills few,—

These are some of the many blessings
We bequeath to you.
Tune—Ship of Dreams. By M. RockwEt., M. Grisi anp I. CLARK.

To-night in happy memories
Once more we meet with you,
To seal with you a comradeship
That years have shown is true.

Chorus:
We hand traditions of the past
Down, 1905, to you,
And hope that you will hold them fast,
And e’re to them be true, dear friends,
And e’re to them be true.

We leave the place that we have loved,
Its walks and ivied walls;

A dream becomes this happy life,

Its joy which never palls.
Spring Athletics

Berord Marking
Dash eyne ua clip Tay apa oien Bhilersir aac et eee 3 seconds.
Hurdles yen ence Casein ie ke Gin tyh ieee cara 3} seconds.
Werle Hae eee GOR a ein, Ehlers, (started at 3 ft. 6in.) 4 ft. 315 in.
Standing broadyjumipeys ye Cases bse eee eisai 6 ft. 82 in.

1904 won 32 points—the highest number.

Riding on boards............. SINSleSE eat user y muon Arny.
1904 won 5 points.

Gumnasiun Contest
1904 won—March 28.

1904. May Sth. 1905.
Captain: Case. Captain: Marshall.
ames PER he tvs pven-wee Ty peEO PSE Cra eens: Marshall
Cananle sea et Ca EP esa ache Denison
White ee en Se all dagen Reet rene ia coc anne Shields, Henry
Joab Sq ples pone bi Aleta. 5 Golo TS este AE, Kempton
Partie node wise ane ee cree (Can Ce ee ni crete Mason, Denison
Case set hyh eee scan Secale REM Cn ate na he Thurston
Reters eis Aten eer IRE circ nit uN Lynde
Criswell ect Cena is La be Jackson
ROSSE taro huie ace aera Teen Aine ees elt McKean

Score—1905, II; 1904, I.

1904. May 7. 1905.
Cananee etc ere ST BER tev aicesk tn Hall
Van Wagenen ......... CARR ag eee hla Denison -
Wihiitesccat terommeieeh rice Re Rye een es Marshall
PATI) eat ie meine ue lags Te Cs tek relay Kempton
DP fale acne neces chs ae Cea eta Sagat Mason
Cased iat nal a aanes REC ea ay gs Thurston
Peters to aes TSE pe Uae McKean
Criswell ees eee Cp eae Shane Jaynes
ROSS cretni deca eeveens RUSE gee pile et ia. Jaynes

Score—1905, II; 1904, 3.
Senior Supper

Cnasts
EVE SHRM ONLGSONMEALEIELUCS Ht mete ee Le hic alisel cic teen nase Clara Case
SHogh Enjean Washington, ae. 2 2.25 52 nose Harriet Southerland
meHLNILC ORAS selrcmey tet tierce eur ens anager to hae al ets OU Ra) RU ay Anne Buzby
AVCTLUUTL US ULCUL ACE Tee ee eee STAG eS SLR Clara Wade
“Dr. Edmiston on Advantages of a College Education” ....Florence Robins
eB alladelofsthe OUntsvOpaVitew awe ats 2 ssi. ta ce ee oe Maude Temple
VU LEMEVOTESSOVSHIRNGUVEIRNOWIN | ails Ie) © pa cists eels simhee eels Helen Arny
eMCOLIEGONONG WUNGUCCIEGGS, LOne siicl\th. 9,0 cysts) s elo eta = Sadie Briggs
“Mr. Clark on Personal Contact with the Students” ...... Lucy Lombardi
MOU mB VICUTSPTUNUGS i once Vales eo ainie esa Michi Kawai
GRCNCIISS AIM rte earner neta anc Ll ha eae aay Dorothy Foster

Toastmistress: Martha S. Rockwell.



Che Evolution of the Class of 1904

There was once an Earnest Fragile Baby, who as A Little Child indulged
in Many Kapers and thought life An Immense Joke. Nowever, she had
an Amiable Temper and was Ever Willing. Although she was an Exceed-
ingly Happy Girl with Social Faculties Evident, she Refused Sundry Mid-
shipmen and decided to become a Learned Character and Carry College
Cares. So behold her now, a Dignified Fairy who Loves Learned People.

During Freshman year, she is Enthusiastically Social, Fancies Tele-
phone Connections and, like all Freshmen, Gets Krazes, Just Adores and
Manijests Her Affections as an Ardent Sentimentalist. A Basket-ball,
Hockey Enthusiast, she becomes an Exceedingly Horsey Character. She
Makes Jaunts Regularly and Chatters Like Wildfire until Midyears come
when she Always Grows Weepy and Mumbles Vindictively. However,
being A Knowing Bluffer, she gets Many Credits.

As a Sophomore, she Abhors Midnight Knowledge, her Energetic
Conscience Propels her and she Is Mighty Particular. She Masters Lan-
guages, has Many Esoteric Thoughts and is Ever A Shark. She learns how
to Combine Levity With Wisdom with Laudable Firm Will, so is with Fun
Ever Ready and Amiably Merrily Rosy, Beams Pleasantly.

In Junior year, she has Such Stunning Poise and is Always Gracious.
She Elevates Reprobates Tremendously and Helps With Anything. Being
a Musical Girl, with Musical Skill Renowned, she is Metrically Useful.

When a Senior, we find her a Languid Cynical Loafer, Chronically
Learning, being Ever Mathematically Studious. She is An English Shark,
with Knowledge Encyclopediacally Sure. As midyears come, she Batiles
Boldly,—she was Always Most Belligerent,—for Midyears Skimp Cordiality,
and she puts up a No Admittance sign.

She graduates, a Metaphysical Shadow with Knowledge, Huge, Vastly
Wide and Magnificent Marks Famed. And now, being no longer an
Enthusiastic Man-Hater, she Hankers After Hearts and decides that she
would Rather Be In Wedlock, for Man Hath Charms for every Exceedingly
Refined Female. There are many Rumors Widely Bruited, but not being an
Eternal Old Talker, she is Never Silent, until finally when she Must Rush
Home, she Marches Firmly to a Brunette Maiden, a Missionaries’ Litile
Joy, and B ers Cupid’s News, confiding that she now Accepts Gifts and
Seizes Married Bliss, which she considers Just Heavenly. But then,
some people Exaggerate Really Preposterously.
Names, Addresses and References of the Class

NANNIE ADAIRE.......... 1227 West Lehigh Avenue, Philadelphia, Pa.
“She never spoke out.”
Maria Hawes ALBEE........ 356 Howard Avenue, New Haven, Conn.

“Where life becomes a spasm,
And history a whiz:
If that is not sensation,
I don’t know what it is.”
PAST OUETE HONG rea etait asin intl ola 1147 9. Broad Street, Philadelphia, Pa.
“And I was thinking of a way
To feed oneself on batter,
And so go on from day to day
Getting a little fatter.”’
HELEN WORMAN ARNY.............. 902 S. 49th Street, Philadelphia, Pa.
‘Speak the speech I pray you, as I pronounce it to you,
Trippingly on the tongue:
But if you mouth it, as many of our players do—!”’
REBECCA WHITMAN BALL........ 4445 Frankford Avenue, Frankford, Pa.
“Let us settle it, license or banns?’’
ELEANORA FRANCES BLiss..2019 Kalorama Avenue, Washington, D. C.
“Such solemnity, too! One could see she was wise
The moment one looked in her face!”’
AT TICE VB ORING Ie earners 931 Fairmount Avenue, Philadelphia, Pa.
‘“‘Sound argument and grave defense,
While she dissected word by word his speech.”’

SARA Marie Briccs. . .Colonial Court, 35 Lee St., Suite 6, Cambridge, Mass.
“Much may be made of a Scotchman if he be caught young.”’
BER THAR RO WIN eee ie eee ona a ere ae Westtown, Pa.
‘And prove their doctrine orthodox
By apostolic blows and knocks.’’

JANINE IKSN OXGEBUZB on seer tek teeth ni a Ie gene alck ea cenee i Rosemont, Pa.
"Tis love that makes the girl go round. ©
Mary WILEY CAMERON............ Lochiel, Santa Cruz Co., Arizona.

‘““What’s this,” I pondered;
“Have I slept?”
MARJORIE STOCKTON CANAN.......... 1803 Third Avenue, Altoona, Pa.
“The third, is its slowness in taking a jest;
Should you happen to venture on one,
It will sigh like a thing that is deeply distressed
And always look grave at a pun.”
UNS? JeboBVA (CANIANs oc oodees codbsuue 1803 Third Avenue, Altoona, Pa.
‘‘Bach heart with each doth coincide:
What boots it? For the world is wide.”
CrARAICARY CASE eer eee 343 West 87th Street, New York City, N. Y.
“T pray ye flog them well,
’"T will mend their morals; never mind the pain.”

MrrtaM CHESNEY................ 2243 William Street, Philadelphia, Pa.
““ Promise is most given when the least is said.”’
IAN Ve ETILBH Ve CLAPP seri see ee: 3809 Spruce Street, Philadelphia, Pa.

“Of manners gentle, of affections mild
In wit a man, simplicity a child.”
IGE GRIBnA CLARK ees 25 NLR ans) 105 Bolton Avenue, Cleveland, Ohio.
“He is so sleek and slim,
It’s quite a treat to look at him!”’

IB ERNACRIS WHEL prcet to mamianuic cise Uno A Carmel ne Wee Rosemont, Pa.
“‘ Happiness consists in activity ; such is the constitution of our nature.”
BERTHA HERMINE EHLERS...... 3227 N. 17th Street, Philadelphia, Pa.

“We grant, altho’ she had much wit
She was very shy of using it.”
SARIS RAZER GE BLS ay tau eRe eave 5716 Rippey Street, Pittsburg, Pa.
“T said it in Hebrew—I said it in Dutch—
I said it in German and Greek:
But I wholly forgot (and it vexes me much)
That English is what you speak!”’
MPD REDS HOCH as erm nt arpa nhc vis hse iis bee meaae Selinsgrove, Pa.
“Whatever skeptic could inquire for,
For every why, she had a wherefore.”
DOROLHVAH OSTER Gare ahei ia 137 Walnut Street, Newtonville, Mass.
“Nor did I leave her till she went
So deep in tangled argument
That all my powers of thought were spent.”
MA Ve HRAGCH IS) 2) vat ask Shee eesti SL Naito Clinton, New Jersey.
ELIZABETH Hitt, GERHARD)|.......... 29 S. Third Street, Harrisburg, Pa.
‘Such friends as the Beaver and Butcher became
Has seldom, if ever, been known.
In winter or summer, ’t was always the samme,
You would never meet either alone.”’

MICA RA SERIES pe baeu Gahran atints « 1350 Orthodox Street, Frankford, Pa.
“The proper study of Mankind is Man.”
AGNES GIVLINDERY 4) ei eon eines 1509 Oxford Street, Philadelphia, Pa.

“T said to her, I said it plain,
Then you must wake her up again.”
JADOLA (GREELY: )ieui tee eee ae 1914 G Street, Washington, D. C.
«The time has come,’ the walrus said,
‘To talk of many things:
Of shoes—and ships—and sealing wax—
Of cabbages and kings—
And why the sea is boiling hot—
And whether pigs have wings.’ ”’

IMARGUERITE |\GRIBIC co 5..04 244 2s sae sacle 39 Roslyn Place, Chicago, IIl.
“For such a weight as yours, I fear,
Must shortly sink the beach.”
JEANNETTE (MEMPHIS 1s elias csc een ata weasel seta ey es Haverford, Pa.
“Canst thou desire or pie or puff?
Thy well-bred manners were enough,
Without such gross material stuff.”

Mary RANKIN HOLLAR............ 4220 Spruce Street, Philadelphia, Pa.
“For I must hurry home to tea.”
EVELYN M. HOLLIpAy........ 1121 N. Meridian Street, Indianapolis, Ind.

“Shall I like a hermit dwell,
On a rock or in a cell?”’

Borie es ISONWMIGH soosowons basse Care of B. T. H. Co., Rugby, England.
“Then, if you’d be impressive,
Remember what I say,
That abstract qualities begin with Capitals alway,
The True, the Good, the Beautiful—
Those are the things that pay!’’

MARY LATIMER JAMES.............. Wyncot, Pa., Care of C. H. Curtis.
“Medicus

Behold, thou art appointed,

Doctor once dubbed—what ignorance shall balk

Thy march triumphant?”
ANNA JONASE pairs tuerantae Bireermte CMs Eh) aan eae ad Bridgeton, N. J.

“Tongues in trees, sermons in stones,
Books in the running brooks, ”’

MIGHT (KAWAI Hye eGueten aie 16 Goban Cho, Kojimachi, Tokyo, Japan.
‘* She strove the neighborhood to please
With manners wondrous winning,
And never followed wicked ways
Unless when she was sinning.”
ANNETTE J KELERY ei See eee es ene 908 Main Street, Racine, Wis.
“And that’s a thing I will not stand
And so I tell you flat.”
GERTRUDE SEEING 22s e ee see: 812 N. 11th Street, Philadelphia, Pa.
“Folk are so full of fancies!’’

Mary LAMBERTON.............. 4403 Osage Avenue, Philadelphia, Pa.
“Stillest streams
Oft water meadows, and the bird
That flutters least is longest on the wing.”’

CONSTANCE LEWIS.......... 3036 N. Meridian Street, Indianapolis, Ind.
“How doth the little busy bee

Improve each shining hour.”’

Lucy LOMBARDI............ Portland, Oregon, Care of W. A. Gordon & Co.
“There was a meaning in her grin,
That made me feel on fire within.”
ROSALIE STUART MAGRUDER.......... 23 State Circle, Annapolis, Md.
“T took a corkscrew from the shelf;
I said,‘I ll wake them up myself.’ ”
BERTHA MARCUS.............. 1942 N. 19th Street, Philadelphia, Pa.
“A woman’s crown of glory is her hair.”
ELIZABETH MITCHELL.........- 1803 N. 22d Street, Philadelphia, Pa.
“‘ And then she’s so fastidious!”’
IBERTHAVNORRIS Hy nein ero cance ieea ae Aad speed Torringford, Conn.
“T need not ask you to recall,
How tenderly I sympathized.”’

SARA STOKES PALMER........ 35 West 38th Street, New York City, N. Y.
“Nay, nay, you must not hastily,
To such conclusions jump.”
BERTHAVPHARSON| sane eee iene 23 Bolton Street, Portland, Maine.
“She Greek and Latin speaks with greater ease
Than hogs eat acorns, and tame pigeons peas.’ {
THEE SROGERS IPE CK eel ieee ie OLENA Port Chester, N. Y.
“*No hurry,’ said the carpenter;
We thanked him much for that.’
LouIsE LYMAN PEcK............ 113 Waterman Street, Providence, R. I.
“He that complies against his will
Is of the same opinion still.”
IsABEL MERCEIN PETERS...... 33 West 49th Street, New York City, N. Y.
“Her conscience is a worm within
That gnaws her Night and Day.”
ETRE UI CURITS) PEARE yin tee iy seals: 57 Ohio Street, Bangor, Maine.
“A clere conscience is a sure carde.”’
FLORENCE EusTIcE ROBINS. .7431 Devon Street, Mt. Airy, Philadelphia, Pa.
“Shines in exposing Knaves and painting Fools.”
WONG IBy So INOSGWINUL ss obccdoscoauseoeuaeds Bristol, Rhode Island.
“The good and great must ever shun
The wretched and abandoned one
Who stoops to perpetrate a pun.”’
HANINSAWIMIGAR OSS Uae eae OU am seeinlee mene Gem MNE Spo i CAN 6 ol cite eal Se Haverford, Pa.
“Life is a jest, and all things show it.”

MARGARET JANE ROSS.............. 906 DeKalb Street, Norristown, Pa.
“‘T give you all the praise I can
When I do call you ‘gentleman.’

ALICE EDITH SCHIEDT.......... 5211 Morris Street, Germantown, Pa.
“Without any charge, I'll give you at large
A lesson in Natural History.”
GAT EVAR INE OE 12S COT reas etar asctie aaa RUn a ee nee eae Radnor, Pa.
“Tn arguing, the simple heat
Scorched the slippers off her feet.”’
MARGARET GALE SCOTT.............. 4402 Pine Street, Philadelphia, Pa.
(At basket-ball games.)
“My heart is like nothing so much as a bowl
Brimming over with quivering curds.”’

”?

AINNNABSELIEECK A s2ton Ga sane Sees 62 Chestnut Street, Englewood, N. J.
“Life and Emotion and I.”
HPL ENG SEYMOUR | einem ener ae eee Sault Ste Marie, Michigan.

“A little whisper at my ear
Inquires the reason of my fear.”

Epna ASTON SHEARER.............- 820 N. 11th Street, Philadelphia, Pa.
“How charming is divine philosophy!
Not harsh and crabbed as dull fools suppose
But musical as is Apollo’s lute.”’
ISR AINOR} SLU KIUAN ene ma a eaen eg rns Stone Gables, Yonkers, N. Y.
“You may be faint from many a fall,
And bruised by many a bump;
But if you persevere through all,
And practice first on something small,
Concluding with a ten-foot wall,
You'll find that you can jump!”’

ESTHER MARTON OINNG Seen eee ene ae ‘Wister Street, Germantown, Pa.
“Oh foolish youth, untimely wise!’’
Maup ELIZABETH TEMPLE.......... 2060 N. 63d Street, Philadelphia, Pa.
“Infinite riches in a little room.”
ELOISE RUTHVEN TREMAIN...... 28 W. Louden Street, Germantown, Pa.
“And mistress of herself, tho’ China fall.”’
FE MATAW OSBORN LHOMPSONM Mareen ieee ae Saint Davids, Pa.
“Tts habit of getting up late you’ll agree
That it carries too far, when I say
That it frequently breakfasts at five-o’clock tea,
And dines on the following day.”’

ATT CE WIR T GH Dee INU: Det Sener ei aata siete retisbn tsa) eae hee 8 are Saint Davids, Pa.
“Our Latin books in motley row
Invite us to our tasks.”’

MARGARET) ULUMAN . J0 00.22 .440- 282 Forty-eighth Street, Chicago, Ill.
“In winter when the streets are white

I'll sing a song for your delight.”

KaTRINA HOLLAND VAN WAGENEN..Montrose Ave., South Orange, N. J.
“Thou art in for an uncommon score,

Yea, the loud ring applauding thee shall roar.”

IVA Vatea GAT GIL ANN enitiny tet trey ara aen in. SINS eat HA UUs ae maaan ey Rosemont, Pa.
““As to temper, the Jubjub’s a desperate bird,
Since it lives in perpetual passion:
Its taste in costume is entirely absurd—
It’s ages ahead of the fashion.”

CLARA LOUISE WHIPPLE WADE. . Haverford, Pa., Care Mrs. E. G. Passmore.
““And yet so grand were her replies,
I could not choose but deem her wise;
I did not dare to criticise.”’

ALICE GODDARD WALDO.......... 113 S. 9th Street, La Fayette, Ind.
“But soon a gentler feeling crept
Upon me and I sat and wept
An hour or so, like winking.”’

WE DAME SNVIEITE sca. mone eis ae. 187 Maplewood Avenue, Germantown, Pa.
“A good intention clothes itself with sudden power.”
ELIZABETH WHITING.......... 2014 Bellevue Street, Tioga, Philadelphia.

“Every ringlet lightly shaken
Ran itself in golden thread.”

CHARA NW OODRUBEE See ane 800 Electric Avenue, Scranton, Pa.
“Still the lady chattered, chattered—”’
DTH wee OOD Mere eae mnie tsa oak ercse Arnesholt, Wayne, Pa.

“And the judge kept explaining the state of the law
In a soft under-current of sound.”’
Roll of Honour

Che Group System of 1904

Agnes McCulloch=Hanna, 1901

Evelyn B. Upperman=Binz, 1901

Miriam D. B. Frederick=Holtzinger, 1903
Ruth B. I. Wood=

Hilda Canan—=

Sadie Marie Briggs—=

Rebecca W. Ball—=

Anne Knox Buzby=
(COVA JEVNUONET cas pouescoooecee 518 First Street, Henderson, Kentucky.

GERTRUDE BUFFUM................ 419 Brook Street, Providence, R. I.
VIRGINIA PREM CHAUVENE Der eiar mach arias a aca eeeae Robesonia, Pa.
Mary P. CHRISTIE............ 1542 8. Broad Street, Hartford, Conn.
KATHARINE (Rey CURTIS 1 -c)ah iad aa ine aa meme Summit, New Jersey.
KATHARINE DUDLEY...............-.- 619 Indiana Avenue, Chicago, Ill.

Miriam D. B. FREDERICK HOLZINGER....
3227 N. 17th Street, Philadelphia, Pa., Care of B. H. Ehlers.

IPEVEVISHO REE NN sia sctnyeolnce rte eit eis Ph IN anu NetteN A He EeLy Rosemont, Pa.
ADELHEID HECHT.......... 1201 Van Ness Avenue, San Francisco, Cal.
IRATE) IHU, GaocgdoocoeuS 202 Commonwealth Avenue, Boston, Mass.
ESTE OHI footie ee eee 3525 Pine Street, St. Louis, Mo.
FLORENCE LEXOW.........-.... 722 St. Marks Avenue, Brooklyn, N. Y.
ELEANOR McCCORMICK.............. Eutaw Place, Cloverdale, Baltimore.

AGNES McCuLLocH HANNA
East 11th Street, between Meridian and Penna., Indianapolis, Ind.

EpitH McMourtTRIE...... 152 Carpenter Lane, Germantown, Philadelphia.
MARGARET REYNOLDS Acree oee eee Ince Sinner Bedford, Pa.
IRENE ROSSITER....15 Fifth Avenue, New York, Care of The Grosvenor.
MARJORIE SELLERS................ 410 N. 32d Street, Philadelphia, Pa.
HARRIET RODMAN SOUTHERLAND...... 1921 N. Street, Washington, D.C.
SuSIE O. SWINDELL...... 1022 West Lafayette Avenue, Baltimore, Md.
EVELYN UPPERMAN BINZ ........ 3838 N. 15th Street, Philadelphia, Pa.
CENEVIEVE H) WINTERBOLHAM@r yee ah rine Jeon 9 (Charlotte, Vermont.
OPER AWOODSH eee oor 35 Concord Avenue, Cambridge, Mass.

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Gymnasium Records held by the Class

Rerord Marking
Running high jump........ ipfatipererre Avi 3 ate. ee Natra nT OumTOOT
Rope climbing (21ft.)...... L. L. Peck...14.2 seconds ..... April 10, 1902
Swimming Gontest
es I Beck 7322
Riding on boards (7o ft.) ..... Doubles . . Roce wel an | March 19, 1903

P40-ft.) Swit ss {niccr sate McCormick .44 sec......... March 26, 1901
Offices, Scholarships and Hellomships
Gelb by the Class

1900-O1
CHRISTIAN UNION
Treasurer—K. E. Scort.
STUDENTS’ ASSOCIATION FOR SELF-GOVERNMENT
Advisory Board—G. WINTERBOTHAM, E. HOLLIDAY

UNDERGRADUATE ASSOCIATION.
Assistant Treasurer—E. SU.KMAN

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