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BRYN MAWR
To
Dorothy Nicole Nepper,
Dean of Bryn Mawr College.
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Jive
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The Follies of 1947...
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In the beginning there was the freshman, and she was confused, and
she got lost on the way from the Vil.
We progressed in the usual way, forgetting our soap, our tennis
racket, and our appointment with Miss McBride, in that order. The
purpose of Freshman Week is to keep the new student so busy that she
won't have time to be homesick. Do they have to stand you at the top
of a cliff in the middle of the night, scream, and push you down it,
headlong into a mammoth blaze that a man is trying to put out with
one silly little hose? Parade night is a lovely, inspiring tradition in-
tended to draw the new girls together in a feeling of class spirit. Well,
as a matter of fact, it did. “Oh, Fireman’s band—”. Singing under
Pem arch is a matter of hoping one of the other classes will make a few
mistakes too, so as to ease the blushes resulting from too much freshman
fervor and too few rehearsals.
Next we slaved and memorized to the tune of large and inglorious
fines and the exhaustion of the juniors to perfect the unintelligible
sounds required for Lantern Night. It even sounded pretty good, and
tea was delicious. After Christmas dinner and vacation, we returned
to greet our first midyear exams. Ah well, the faculty were kind, and
Mrs. Broughton most understanding.
Freshman Show brought excitement and grease paint, and sundry
other surprises. We removed the bicycles from our beds, the clocks
from our window seats, and fell into weary slumber after days of paint-
ing pink clouds and picking the second skyscraper off Toni Boel’s head.
Our auctioneers were famous, but no less so was our own happy puff of
southern wind from capitol hill. Even the upperclassmen survived
it all.
Need we mention freshman long papers, and hot coffee and cold
towels? And so came the glories of spring, sunburns, and the end of
the year.
Veterans, we returned in the fall, took Lantern and Parade nights
in our healthy stride, and mourned the lack of Thanksgiving vacation.
We took Nurses Aide training and after weeks of creeping out of the
hall in the cold winter dawn to go to Philadelphia hospitals, learned the
intricacies of making beds complete with three sheets and occupant.
In the spring Dr. Herben told us that, like Lady Godiva, we were
approaching our close.
Junior year had us wondering whether we were awake or asleep, and
we decided we didn’t know. When May Day came this year we slept
and appreciated it, but later in the day many of us posed in various avo-
cations for Mrs. Sutton’s photographer. The prom was idyllic, com-
plete with balmy breezes and a full moon. In the best prom tradition,
it was so crowded that the punch ran out.
The highlights of senior year were the coal strike, when we went to
bed at twelve o‘clock and remembered Mr. Lewis in our prayers, and
our new name, ““History-haunted women”’.
Spring, daffodils, and comprehensives. All things must have an end,
and here may we.
Parade Night...
Lantern Night
We passed our Sports Requirements. . .
Like the orals, sports are something the Bryn Mawrters must pass to
graduate. There are those to whom a cig and a cozy chat seem a much
better form of muscular relaxation. However, no matter how firmly she
protests about being the non-athletic type, she seems to find herself sur-
viving, during Freshman and Sophomore years, the required number of |
hours each week. And there are many to whom sports are a pleasure; the
spirit of competition of a game well-fought, whether with Rosemont or
Princeton’s Ivy Club, the individual pride in a perfect shot or stroke,
guarantee many well-filled teams.
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Snowtime on the Main Line...
Se eee, ee
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In Which We Served ...
Before we plunge happily, like lemmings, into that limbo known as
The World, let us stop and give a thought to those we are leaving behind
us, not our aspiring contemporaries, but those for whom the end of
every four year period means merely the beginning of another—our
eminent friends, the faculty. We little dream how often in the last four
years their attempts to instruct and inspire have been, in a number of
ways, utterly thwarted.
Now and then obstacles arise to confront the unsuspecting instruc-
tor even before the learning session is under way. Such a discovery was
made by one philosophy professor, not to mention a thoroughly be-
wildered French class, when he unwittingly came before them on the
first day of a new semester and embarked upon an impassioned philo-
sophical discussion. (They knew they had registered for a foreign
language, but the question was, which one?)
Sometimes a fire drill is a threat to a teacher’s peace of mind when it
occurs at a particularly strategic point in the lecture. Yet it was no fire
gong, but Dr. MacKinnon who, possibly unaccustomed to such emer-
gencies, interrupted a professor and his class one winter day with the
words “We think there’s a fire” and quickly made his exit, closing the
door carefully behind him. However, the arrival of red and green fire
engines and the gallant preservation of the college records by one
sagacious member of the faculty proved to be an anti-climax to an
almost false alarm.
And then there was the point in our career when the philosophy
department, in the person of Miss Stearns, was beset by some skeptical
questioning of the aim and practicability of philosophy. As one student
put it: “We know nothing about it and never can, so what’s the sense
in chasing ourselves all around the infinite?”” Equally discouraging was
an incident that occurred during an English comprehensive conference
when Dr. Herben, after delivering a lengthy oration on the procedure
of the dreaded English examinations, received from one student the
reply: “Well, I don’t care. I just want to get out of here.” Our stubborn
resistance to education must be baffling to those on the other end of the
line.
Some of the faculty members, however, are by no means resigned
to their failure to kindle the somnolent sparks of energy and genius in
the Bryn Mawr student. Surely there must be a spark somewhere! Miss
McCown has been known more than once to venture upon a discussion
in her weekly conference with the senior politics majors with the
lament, “Girls, girls, seniors, politics majors, the world is falling down
around your stupid little heads, and you don’t even know it!”
But we have learned. If nothing else, we can read French and Ger-
man at sight while lazily crushing rocks. We are grateful to our
mentors; “Neither air raid drill, nor deluge, nor blizzard can stay
them from their appointments.” And after all, where would Bryn
Mawr be without them?
AFTer four years in the Biology depart-
ment, we still feel properly humble—this
year one of our professors, commenting on
the length of time we took to make glyco-
gen in the Bio-chemistry lab, told us that
an embryo could do it much faster! Yet we
can point to a vast increase in our skill and
knowledge; in our first year we learned the
theory of slicing a mouse embedded in a
loaf of bread; we can peel onions and shed
a minimum of tears over them; we de-
veloped an infallible technique for writing
in the dark (we stopped taking notes dur-
ing Embryology lectures). Moreover, in
the face of striking revelations—observing
that the only typical growth of onions is
atypical growth or watching an embryo
fish develop into an egg cell (on the screen)
—our department helped us to remain calm
and unperturbed. In times of stress they of-
fered us such recreational activities as play-
ing ball with Fly, or Cops and Robbers with
Jim. In return we gave Miss Opp the Read-
ers Digest for Christmas. But senior year in
the field of outside reading we resumed our
place as followers as we joined the depart-
ment every afternoon to enjoy the benefit
of the sustaining contents of Applied Biol-
Og).
Biology .
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ROSEMARY THERESE GILMARTIN
EVA KRAFFT
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EMILY C. EVARTS
Chemistry ...
The real hazards of a Chemistry major are
encountered in Park. There is always the
possibility (Ha!) of an explosion. If you
take time out from your labors for a spot of
tea—brewed in a beaker—there is constant
danger of mixing it up with some cyanide.
(For the information of those who want to
end it all, cyanide kills you in fourteen sec-
onds.) When you finally escape for a date,
your hair is scented with hydrogen sulfide
and your nails are repulsively black with
silver nitrate.
But there is one advantage which out-
weighs all the disadvantages: the good will
and high spirits of the department. Who can
forget Dr. Crenshaw’s gunpowder lecture,
when he gleefully set off explosives, the last
one nearly knocking us off our seats, and the
magic touch of Dr. Berliner which produced
red flowers from blue, the formula for nylon
shaped like a stocking containing a lovely
leg, and a trick synthesis which, on the black-
board, turned out to be Merry Xmas in the
last class before Christmas Vacation. Then
there were lollipops tossed to a drooling class
after masquerading as atoms; ice cream
cones... Wecould go on, but there are only
five seconds left till the cyanide takes ef-
fecte ne
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BUNCE
BARBARA H
SARA BERMAN
-KUN CHEN
RUBY LI
ELLEN BROOKS CARY
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MARY G. CONROY
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ROSE GORDON JOHNSON
KATHLEEN HOLLIDAY JENSEN
ELIZABETH B. KALTENTEHALER
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NANCY H. KRAFFERT
MARY RODGERS PINCH
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JOY LEVIN
MARGARET JOSEPHINE QUINN
SIBYE Py STRAUB
NANCY CUPPER STRICKLER
KATHRYN WELKER WEISS
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Classical Archeology .. .
Our first taste of Archeology will always
be connected in our minds with the sump-
tuous teas that preceded the weekly confer-
ence. Large helpings of cherry jam accom-
panied tales of Egyptian tombs, or the
complications caused by a turkey bought for
the wrong Thanksgiving. Weekly com-
muniqués on the mysterious invasion of in-
sects kept us on tenterhooks all spring.
The 1945 spring term saw two replace-
ments, as one professor left for California
for a much-needed rest. We are thankful,
since the College had to suffer his loss, that
we had that year the privilege of working
with Dr. Valentine Miller.
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Junior year, the kaleidoscopic faculty pre-
sented us with still another combination.
Assuming our most learned air, we attended
lectures at the Philosophical Society, and
searched frantically for water to wash down
the salty fish-paste sandwiches afterwards.
For the last step-singing, we braided our
tassels and prepared, as the traditional two
Archeology majors, to enter the Senior class.
For the final picture, a new member was
added to the faculty. The sem, timidly en-
tered in other years, became our base of oper-
ations, where the grad students proved
equally good as reference sources and conver-
sationalists.
MARION RUPERT HOLLAND
CHARLOTTE DEBORAH RIDER
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Economies and Political Science...
Sixty eager economists in 101 feel “money
is the root of all evil”. As our numbers dwin-
dle and our classes move to the library, we
become more conyinced of it. Miss North-
rop’s course informs us there is an equilib-
rium of prices, but staring at Chamberlin’s
graphs makes us Jose our equilibrium! Our
senior year we are labeled as transients as
we trudge to Low Buildings for comprehen-
sive conferences (and tea). Full employment
leaves us depressed, but as we embark on our
search for employment, (housewives aren’t
classified as employed, Jonesie) we have de-
cided we must come to the root of all evil.
Professors come and professors go, but the
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politics department stays on. As freshmen we
started out under the able guidance of Rod-
ger Wells and Margaret Reed. Soon, however,
the government staked its claims. Swiss Miss
Staerk taught American Government and
American Rodger Wells went to Germany.
In the next three years we progressed
through W. Brooks Graves, Miss McCown,
and Bryce Wood. Around mid-years, we
realized that impermanence was going to dog
us “till comprehensives. The State Depart-
ment called Miss McCown, thereby reducing
the department to one. The Bachrachs, not
to be outdone, raised it one with the birth of
Catherine (with a C) Bachrach.
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ELIZABETH ANN HOUCK
HELEN BELLE POLAND
DOROTHY WILTON JONES
EDITH ANNIN
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MARCIA DEMBOW LAURA DIMOND
JACQUELINE HEBERLING MILDRED FRANCES NELSON
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GERRY PATTISON
CARYL ROSAMUND ROSS
LOUISE RINGWALT
MARY H. N. SCHAEFER
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Enélish ...
Friendship with the English department be-
gan with “‘a rat named Arthur” who tried
to impress us with the value of speaking
correct English—‘‘words, words, words.”
However, we soon found that he was wrong:
“The proper study of mankind is Man”, for
after all, “Stone walls do not a prison make
nor iron bars a cage.” But now “We hear
time’s winged chariot drawing near” and
find the eternal truths of English literature
written on the English department’s bulletin
board: “A little learning is a dangerous
thing”. So “Close thy Byron, open thy
Goethe” and no one shall say “The lady doth
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protest too much”. We too have served by
standing and waiting— (“Shake not thy gory
locks at me...”). We have learned what is
meant by the magic letters C. B. E. L. and are
now prepared to continue our studies with a
copy of “The Owl” in our collective pockets.
We stand at the threshold of the world, pen-
sive but not in thought. Perhaps we will meet
Anna Livia Purebell, perhaps only the rey-
erend Dimmesdale. But despite agenbite of
inwit, we push ever onward; “Our strength
is as the strength of ten because our hearts
are pure.”
THELMA BALDASSARRE MARY LEE BLAKELY
CATHERINE PIERCE CLARK MARY N. CROSS
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VELMA L. DOUGHERTY
JOAN CAROL GOULD ALICE LINDSEY HART
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. JOHNSON
MARJORY H
DARST HYATT
ELISABET EL LILEY.
NANCY ANN KNETTLE
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ELIZABETH COURTNEY McKOWN JACQUELYN MILLER
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ALAINE RAE MOOG DOROTHY DEUTSCH ROSENBERG
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MARGARET ELIZABETH RUDD
MIRIAM ROSE STEINHARDT
MARGARET DUMONT STEPHENS
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BARBARA STIX
MARIETTA PREWITT TAYLOR
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ee
KATHRYN TANNER
CAROL HOPKINS VEJVODA
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PATSY VON KIENBUSCH
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BARBARA RUBIN WEINER
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French ...
The French department carries on “‘tou-
jours”. At first we said “‘c’est la guerre’’ to
explain the lack of French gentleman pro-
fessors and philosophically turned back to
Flaubert and Stendhal for consolation. But
when “la guerre’? was ended we rejoiced at
the sight of Mlle. Brée walking the library
corridors in her later-to-be-discarded uni-
form. For a while comprehensive conferences
took on the aspect of an official court-martial.
Our enthusiasm suddenly shot up when
Monsieur Pamplume arrived, and the second
year French class vied for popularity with
the “Modern Drama” course and Miss
Schenck’s famous teas. In the fall, we all en-
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joyed pouring through the “Romantic” or
“Realistic” pages of dusty French novels. As
winter came and the temperature fell, we
strove in vain to solve the problems of Exist-
entialism and pull Sartres and Camu out of
their dilemma, but in the spring a young
French major’s fancy turns to comprehen-
sives and we roamed the cloisters muttering
fierce “explications” under our breath. Then,
finally, success: Miss Gilman solemnly an-
nounces that all her protégées ‘“‘ont passés’
and we confidently set out into the world,
leaving Villon and Lamartine far behind us,
in search of a job to which we can apply all
our knowledge of “‘l’amour courtois”’.
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&
DOREEN HURWITZ
MARTHA A. MACDONALD
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BIGELOW REYNICK
JOANNE H. MOTT
Geology ...
“There rolls the hoop where grew the tree.
O Earth, what changes shalt thou see?
Will there, where Taylor stands, yet be
The stillness of a central sea?”
Freshman year we first trod that well-beaten
path leading below the sundial to the yellow-
brick and glass splendor that is Park. In those
days we didn’t have co-eds, but we had
Flower. That was the year the Rhumba gave
way to the Dip Slip.
At the end of the first year, after passing
through a period of stress and strain, we
ended up with a preferred orientation lead-
ing—to Park again.
We at last acquired the Scientific Ap-
proach which led to discovering that the roof
is good for secluded sunbaths, and that
Adam, Eve, and all their ancestors are parad-
ing up the library wall. It was no new dis-
covery that the area of greatest magnetic
attraction centers around a blue smock worn
with hair like the incompetent micaceous
phases of the Wissahickon schist.
Little ripples leave their mark, and so shall
we. With but an index fossil to guide us, we
face the future with just one question in
mind: Shall the hand that cradles the rock,
rock the cradle?
... Time will tell.
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LOIS LINN KILLOUGH .
ELIZABETH WILLARD
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German...
To many undergraduates Freshman year is
synonymous with “baby”? German. Once
past this hurdle some acquire a love for Teu-
tonic culture—Wein, Weib, und Gesang.
Speaking for ourselves, Miss Cohn and Mrs.
Jessen “introduced” us, and soon we pro-
gressed to Wagner, from whom we learned
the Bridal Chorus. This, we assured Mrs.
Diez, would undoubtedly be of great assist-
ance as we ourselves strolled down the aisle.
Memorable are the delightfully informal Fri-
day afternoons at 610 Pembroke Road .. .
Herr Diez as Konzertmeister . . . Frau Diez
serving cokes to students, who stretch out on
the floor and sigh dreamily to the strains of
“Liebestod”. With the Age of Goethe we
made our acquaintance with the pleasant and
now familiar aroma of Dr. Diez’ pipe. Sufh-
ciently advanced we arrived at senior year,
where we became bosom pals with the bust
of Goethe in the German Sem. Now our
dreams are a mixture of Paleolithic skin-clad
men, Minnesainger, and Mrs. Jessen’s dra-
matists. We leave our May baskets, bid Auf
Wiedersehen and become bi-lingual alumnae.
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MARILYN J. BEHNER
ELIZABETH BREADY
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History ...
Our lives as History majors have been gov-
erned largely by that mystic personality, the
History Department. The ingredients of this
exotic concoction are somewhat obscure, but
they seem to stem primarily from the person-
alities of our various mentors.
After one has turned the library upside
down in search of Mrs. Manning’s brief case,
seen her arrive at class innumerable times
with the wrong lecture notes, or heard her
pause dramatically in the course of a lecture
on the French Revolution to announce that
she was in the year, one gains a certain healthy
disrespect for inconsequential facts. Miss
Robbins’ caustic wit has often made us test
the ground under our feet to see whether it
is air, fire, water or all three, but there is
something singularly appropriate in being
taught English History with an English ac-
cent.
Californian Dr. Miller stands for the
American continental viewpoint, while Dr.
Gilbert’s omniscience provides us with a uni-
versal outlook, not unenlivened by biograph-
ical anecdotes of the world’s great. Our
medievalists go into temporal seclusion with
Dr. Cuttino, while the rest of us regard the
vagaries of modern life, content with the one
notable change in the department in our life-
time: Europe Since 1870 has become Europe
Since 1890.
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ALISON BARBOUR JOAN ANN BLACK
NANCY E. BIERWIRTH ANN E. BORUM
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BETTY ANN BYFIELD HELEN PATRICIA COWLES
ELIZABETH JANE DAVIS ELIZABETH HILBERT DAY
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SHIRLEY GOLDGERG LOUISE A. GORHAM
CECILIA ROSENBLUM GROSS NANCY ANDERSON MOREHOUSE
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BETTY ANN ORLOV CONSTANCE LENORE ROTHSCHILD
MARY HOYT SHERMAN MARY STEWART
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BARBARA DORN YOUNG
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History of Art...
Forty Expectant students
In the art room skeptically waited;
Eager anticipation on their faces—
For a lecture they were fated.
It seemed from the professor’s point of view
To be going as well as wanted,
Though, true, the waste basket was an
obstacle
As back and forth he jaunted.
The climax of the career of Van Eyck
To be exemplified by slides of note.
But sadly the buzzer, rung with great zest
No signal did connote.
Thus, the classroom seemed transformed
Into an air-o-plane.
Signals from podium to slide room:
Dr. B. calling, Dr. B. calling—but all in
vain!
The years went by. It’s now ’47.
(The radio transmitter, by the way, Mr. S.
has managed to fix.)
But the same old art room has its troubles—
The thermometer (no windows allowed)
reads 96.
Six art majors in the sem do cram,
For it isnow June?47 A.D.
We might pass, we might fail, who can tell,
But God knows, we’ve had our A.E.*
* Aesthetic Experience.
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NADINE CHERNER
MARGARET AMELIE MECHLIN MARY MOSSMAN
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CLAIRE RACHEL ROSS
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NORMA EVELYN ULIAN
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Latin...
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We feel that any dissertation “de natura
maiorum Latinorum” (local color) should
begin by answering the oft-posed query
trembling on the lips of young America:
“What are you going to do with it?” We can
be the “Cloak and Dagger” girls of the fu-
ture. Our skill in untangling periodics, hex-
ameters, pentameters, speedometers, and
double entendres endears us to the Cryptog-
raphy Department of Hush-Hush. Because
of our gustatorial proclivities, our knowledge
of Chian and Falernian wines, we may pro-
cure highly-paid, interesting, in fact entic-
ing positions trampling grapes in a winery or
arranging olives in an olive factory.
As even our gracious and noble guardians
have realized the value of food in ancient and
modern times, we have often combined the
ignoble Roman bean with the regal ham-
burger to the consternation of those other
inhabitants of the Inn who prefer to com-
bine eating with eating.
Our mood had been “Toujours gaie’’; our
accomplishments—insignificant according to
most, but to those who knew us when we
started — monumental! Now, with the
knowledge that we have proclaimed Vergil
“a glorious failure”, Thucydides “The great
historian”, and Tacitus “a subject for Freud”,
we move on perhaps to sell triangular togas
in Saks Anticipation department.
VALE
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ELIZABETH M. DOWLING
ANNE
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EVEL YIN
KINGSBURY
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ELIZABETH STEINERT
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CORNELIA STANTON PICKENS
Mathematics...
In order to meet the Mathematics depart-
ment, you have to climb to the fourth floor
of Dalton, no mean accomplishment at nine
A. M. This is one reason why there are not
very many Math majors. But for the faith-
ful, it is worth the climb, and after four
years we even enjoy the climb, sorting out
the distinctive and always interesting Biol-
ogy smells as we go from floor to floor.
Having completed this hazardous journey,
we encounter the people for whom it was
undertaken; they seem to have survived the
altitude remarkably well. There is Mrs.
Wheeler, who introduced us to the mysteries
of College Mathematics freshman year, and
is still giving us badly needed help to finish
off what she started four years ago. There is
Miss Lehr, well-liked geometrician and stat-
istician, who is under severe censure for
having traitorously given classes in Taylor
this year, but has promised to improve in
the future. There is Mr. Oxtoby, who has
taught us a great deal, including what we
somehow missed by being in the advanced
class freshman year and the value of the ex-
pression “Without loss of generality”. And
there is Mr. Hewitt, who came to Bryn
Mawr shortly before we leave; we hope this
isn’t significant!
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ELEANOR] i COLWELL
RUTH HEINSHEIMER
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MARGHRITA LARIMER ONEIL
CLARE PARTRIDGE
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Philosophy ...
“Oh, Plato, Plato, you have paved the way
with your confounded fallacies to more im-
moral conduct...” Yet, how I love thee!
I love thy little ladder climbing to the sea of
beauty where Dr. Nahm stands aesthetically
handing out the ways and means to happiness,
where in the glow of the absolute Essence Dr.
Frank smiles. Do not worry about the date
of the paper. It is not yet due until yesterday.
Be not concerned about trifles! You can
quickly light a candle, and perhaps, aided by
the flame and your highly developed specu-
lative powers, you will be able to see the
darkness. If not, The Idea of Perfection
must lead Human Nature and Conduct
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through Aesthetic Experience and its Presup-
positions to The Two Sources of Morality and
Religion, the Categorical Imperative, and Di-
alectic, or, The Way of All Flesh.
“God created man in His own image, and
man returned the compliment.”” Ah, man,
you sinful, miserable, fallible, contingent
creature—Please, Miss Stearns, hurry to your
ofhce, bring Plato, and tell me quickly,
meals. ‘Edo ergo sum’ plus ‘ergo edo’.
But, no, discard all coffee, benzidrene,
logic, ontologic, and aspirin. Open wide your
eyes, and you shall BE!
(At least it is a possibility.)
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MARILYN Z. RAAB
MARGARET HODGE URBAN
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ESTHER JOSEPHINE SMITH
Physies ...
The increasing intensity of solar illumina-
tion announces day. Accordingly, we wend
our way Daltonward.
Glassblowing hour is a cross between self-
cremation and variations on a theme by Rob-
ert. When discouraged, we work on Christ-
mas presents; during the course of the year
these decreased in complexity from insulated
cocktail glasses to ducks.
Next we work on our latest ‘breadboard’.
Once we doubted the necessity of such con-
struction, but now we know it is good for the
soul. After Electricity and Magnetism (Sub-
title: The Development of Self-Confidence) ,
the nearest indicator of Taylor’s vector time
gives a brief respite for sustenance.
Afternoon finds us in electricity lab,
where suddenly our boudoir ammeter shows
an alarming current. It will be obvious to
the reader that something is wrong. Tripping
over the Optics class, found busily measur-
ing the length of the hall, we find that once
again a large charge has been sent into the
wrong room. Tea follows, a delightful op-
portunity for gathering jokes and stories of
Dalton’s fire.
Night finally falls! But we still have the
elephants—not pink, nor circus—but the
Elephants of Modern Physics, with which we
shall probably end all our days.
1. Proof of this statement is beyond the
scope of the text.
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JEAN ALBERT
LEILA A. DRAGONETTE ANN STIRLING GREGORY
Page sixty
MARTHA BAILEY GROSS
ANN SANFORD WERNER
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Psychology ...
ON LOOKING INTO BORING, LANGFELD, AND WELD (For the first time)
I
Helson has one recurrent refrain.
Every time that we ask he'll explain:
“Level of adaptation
Will startle the nation”’.
—lIf it first doesn’t drive them insane.
II
There once was a prof named MacKinnon
Who taught us there’s no fun in sinnin’.
For milk, when once spilt
Leads to complex of guilt;
—We think that’s just one man’s opinion.
Ill
Mrs. Cox takes our measurements, mental,
With manner both gracious and gentle.
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When she, with Binet,
Watched all of us play,
We came out in the lowest percentile.
IV
Miss Higbee knows all about rats,
Their effect on decorticate cats;
She makes witty retorts
On our shoddy reports
Though she’d rather pursue us with gats.
Vv
After taking four years of Psychology,
We now make a feeble apology
For results inexplicable
With conditions predictable.
From now on for us it’s astrology!
\ ‘
JOAN AUERBACH NANCY F. COWARD
HELEN R. DYSON ANN DUDLEY EDWARDS
Page sixty-three
SHIRLEY HECKHEIMER HEINEMANN
LOIS EDITH REICHHARD ALTHEA ROBILLARD
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Sociology ...
Forth from Bryn Mawr’s halls, a small group
crusades through the dark cities of America.
Above their heads flies a banner, “More
Houses”. At every door they stop, knock,
and ask that eternal question: “Do you suf-
fer from Cultural Lag?” The answer varies
from “No, I tried Serutan” to “Yes, we have
no bananas.”’ These are the flower of the
Bryn Mawr Sociology Department. Theirs is
a noble calling. Witness, the Valley of Death
Housing Project for Low Income Groups.
They accomplish their purpose, this small
group!
Returning to America and the question:
In the Philadelphia Museum of Natural His-
tory, the missing link is asked: ‘Do you have
Cultural Lag?” The reply: “Goo”. Transla-
tion: “I was a sociological irregular, but plen-
ty of outdoor life and healthy exercise cured
me forever.”
But, dear reader, you have not heard the
end of this group. No such luck. Across
America and neighboring countries they cru-
sade, always with that fatal problem. They
question Eskimoes, Indians, Fiji Islanders;
but always the answer: “Yours for a happy
constitution, a bottle of prune juice, and
happy travels”. So we leave the seven lone
survivors sailing into the west, feet planted
on the deck of their adventuring ship, their
last words ringing in our ears: “Mores Seru-
tan; Mores Sociologists”.
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ELIZABETH K. FENSTERMACHER PATRICIA R. HENNE
MARY LEVIN
Page sixty-six
MARTHA BOWMAN McFADDEN MARY JEAN McILVRIED
JOAN ERNA POLAKOFF JEAN BOYER SALAS
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Spanish...
Don Quijote’s back and the Spanish majors
got him! He was found hiding under the
table in our seminar but soon lost his shyness
when he visited the Spanish House. Here he
felt at home with our Spanish-American
league.
At Christmas time, our festivities were
rampant. We collected our sartorial souven-
iers, wielded the mighty needle, and hoped for
costume authenticity. A Mexican “Pinata”,
the hanging grab-bag, poured fourth pres-
ents for everyone.
And as for year-round festivities—Our
Spanish and Mexican phonograph records
have worn thin, but if you hurry you may
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still be in time to investigate the secrets of
the Samba, Bamba, or Rhumba steps, faster
than Arthur Murray can say ““Popocatepetl”.
Incidentally, our last survey showed that
“South America Take It Away” was at an
all-time-all-timer LOW on our hit parade.
(Finally somebody took it away!)
The “Casa Espanola” has been honored by
special attention from its own members of
the faculty. The head of the Spanish depart-
ment bestowed upon it a large supply of
kindling wood which he had hewn during
vacation. (Undergraduates please note, in
case of any more coal strikes!) And to top it
all, we’ve even had the Dean on our side!
DD
MONNIE L. BELLOW BARBARA BENNETT
NANETTE CLAIRE EMERY ROSALIE B. SCOTT
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Former members of the class
Josephine Arader
Roberta Arrowsmith Mills
(Mrs. Louis B.)
Mary Helen Barrett
Helen Sedgwick Barss
Rosina Bateson Rue
(Mrs. Francis)
Anne Blanke
Laura Blinn
Lise Bloch
Antoinette Boel
Barbara Brady
Cynthia Bregman
Eleanor Elizabeth Calder
Joan Campbell Blalack
(Mrs. R. E.)
Barbara Anne Carlson
Barbara Ann Clark
Constance Cohen
Aubrey Pendleton Cole
Elizabeth Corkran Gamble
(Mrs. Robert)
Barbara Cotins
Mary DuBois
Susanna Shaw Durgin
Emily F. Eaton
Norma Jean Edgehill
Katherine Bailey Egerton
Mary Carey Foster
June Goldman
Marjorie Ellen Grossman
Mildred Bayard Hamilton
Mary Russel Hitchcock
Sara Thomas Hundley
Clare Jenkins
Jean Barbara Kelley
Isabella C. Koehler
Phyllis Kratz
Margaret Krenz
Gertrude Lanman
Cristobel Locke
Alice Ann MacMillan
Mahala McMullen
Virginia Michelson
Marian Moise Bierwirth
(Mrs. John)
Marie E. J. Meyers
Barbara Jean Nathan
Barbara Nicholls
Anne Whitridge Niles
Virginia O’Rear
Virginia Penfield
Annette Peters Gras
(Mrs. R. W.)
Nicole Pleven Mangin
(Mrs. S. )
Janet E. Potters
Cordelia Savage
Nancy Tyson Scott
Shirley Ann Seubert
Frances L. Stern
Jennie Strike Watkins
(Mrs. George T. III)
Marcia Taft
Sylvia Taylor
Margaret Weaver
Georgiana Whitney
Phyllis Wreden
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Four years in Rhoads hasn’t changed its in-
mates greatly from the day when Rebecca
smilingly and efficiently guided us into that
cool tiled hall. But the passage of time shows
in little ways. Take for example the removal
of the black-out paint from the transoms,
the more frequent use of our handsome show-
cases, or even the exhilarating bouts with
Peter the Prowler. Rhoads has a majestic
Gothic beauty but we remember wistfully
that beauty is only skin deep and once we
had to send an S.O.S. to the plumber.
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Ivy-covered arch
above . . . the one point where East meets
West ... windier than Tremont and Boyles-
ton... the arch from which all roads lead
to the Inn, and all Pem East follows the beat-
en path... Show case stuffed with men...
. . Tudor dining room
furniture stuffed with horsehair . . . lively
smoker .. . fireplace well-located for pitching
butts... Sunday in the Smoker . . . always
a mad recap of the weekend . . . Strong sun-
light playing on blue smoke and weary faces
... Up three steps to the silent smokers . . .
Always some enlightening conversation go-
ing on.
»
“Land of Oz, Wizard speaking...
1944—Untutored Freshmen hysterical over
ACADEMIC crisis: the geology final.
1945—May Day streamers painstakingly
pressed with cold iron (DC).
1946—News Quartet leaped into public ear
(“Dorothy Nepper made nut bread”) —fish-
ing and circus found ideal cure for spring
fever.
1947—Three queens of Orient Art start in-
tellectual trudge to Nirvana, “self-propelled”
—Seniors with complexions matching mono-
tone meals lift voices in mournful strains:
“T do not ask, Oh Lord, that life may be a
29s
pleasant road...
*No. 633, Tabernacle Hymnal.
Denbigh usually manages to keep its
head above water and its grades above
the Senate. However, it must confess
to not being above censure at one point
this year when a carefree band of its
inhabitants departed in the wee hours
of morning, armed with musical in-
struments, to awaken each hall with
the soothing clash of horn and drum.
But loyalty and brotherhood pre-
vailed. They didn’t come home ’till
eight!
Merion is the oldest hall; that is its
greatest distinction. We used to be
pointed out as people who lived with-
out closets, but recently the closet has
found its way even within our vener-
able walls.
We have watched the Merion Ghouls
rise to campus fame, and once yearly
we don white shorts and skull-and-
crossbones-emblazoned black tunics
and appear on the hockey field in all
our ghoulish splendor.
As we slide along the campus path, which
Robert carefully preserves as a skating rink
in January and February, we think of spring,
when we sun-bathe (“Hey, don’t stand
up!) and sit on the steps after lunch and
watch the world go by. Rock is famous for
its priority on certain members of the Fresh-
man class, for its evening of innocent fun on
Halloween, and for a number of its doors,
which stick. And of course, Rock gets the
mail first!
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Wyndham has wall paper, a short-cut to the
vil, and a real music room. It is the meeting
place of many of the French professors, no-
tably M. Ezban, and boasts some unusual and
highly desirable Christmas dinner customs.
The Non-residents always were a happy
group! This year there are all kinds. They
sometimes get tired of repeatedly giving di-
rections to errant strangers who wander into
their basement lair in search of something
else, but their transient lives are still pleasant.
There are various approaches to Goodhart.
You may enter the front doors and be ushered
to your red plush seat for a lecture. You may
descend romantically under the willow
boughs and go to the Common Room for a
meeting, a tea, or Current Events. And you
may dash through the side door of the audi-
torium bearing anything from a sofa to an
irate cat—Stage Guild always comes through,
even with The End of the World!
Four years have seen many changes in
Choir. A few of us still remember “The
Willow”. “Cookie” took over in the spring
of Freshman year, bringing “The Mikado”
and a visit from Harvard. Sophomore year
increased Choir to the Chorus of ninety and
contact with Princeton was established. Feb-
ruary brought “Woody” and Harvard back
again. Junior year introduced quartet trials
to be added to our other trials, and Senior
year Chorus made a broadcast and visited
Vassar.
THE PULSE OF THE -GAMPUS
Setting: Smoke-filled room in Goodhart.
Dramatis Personae: Double octet of 16
ghosts, shadows of their former selves.
Causes of death: Shattering events of the
years 1943-1947.
Head Ghost (Evarts) (Stirring papers in the
news basket) “Headlines, headlines, meet the
deadlines.”
First Ghost (Gorham) (Pursuing her head
across the floor) “Is that a dummy I see be-
fore me?”
Second Ghost (Morehouse) (Declaiming
from her recent work Vol. III, entitled The
Ethical and Moral Aspects of an Historian) :
“We perceive distinct signs of our own dis-
»
integration...
Chorus (Dunn, Rudd, Baldassarre, Day,
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Black, Jones, Hyatt, Dembow, Dimond,
Blakely, Bateson, Taylor) :
Pulse and repulse, beat and repeat,
Break the make-up editor’s pate.
Thirty-six words to a column inch.
Work at the Bryn Mawr soda fountain; see
life, or at least a hamburger, in the raw.
You'll have fun, and you'll be helping a good
cause, the Bryn Mawr Summer Camp.
Down the hall is a room that has changed
its name almost as much as its purpose. Under
the misnomer of the May Day room, it was
the headquarters of all packaging for over-
seas shipments of food. Yorick, the class ani-
mal, stayed there. Now the floors, once bur-
dened by cartons of food and clothes support
ping-pong, dancing, or just commotion. Its
name is now, appropriately, the Rumpus
Room,
Spring Fling...
The last patches of snow disappear and spring
slowly creeps into being. Chunky skirts from
the maid’s bureau and bright cotton dresses
are on everyone. Work gets done while you
still think you’re being lethargic. The fruit
trees are indescribable masses of bloom and
the robins in front of the library battle eter-
nally for worms.
Arms and faces are turned to the sun. Pic-
nics, parties and the Junior prom are sudden
realities of laughter and color. The Cloister
fountain plays again and studying becomes
an outdoor sport.
Comprehensives and papers have overtaken
us, but it’s May Day—it’s almost graduation
—why worry?
Ano HERE, friends and History majors,
we have the Library. Our freshman show
perpetrated its fame: “Avoid the stacks”.
After opening (Yes, Richard) the door, we
find this building occupied by people, lost
cats, and an occasional sparrow. There are
cliques here: The Skull Gulley group; the
people who write signs to themselves
(SMILE!); the people who wear squeaky
shoes.
We who live there do not mind the li-
brary, with its resounding echoes of the
meekest sneeze. We do not mind the glass
floors of the gallery, which give one a dis-
turbingly unstable feeling. We rather like
the cloister rabbit. But when, O when, ye
powers of learning, are you going to admit
us by the back door to the west wing
stacks?
On May Day we go medieval. We
wake each other with May baskets,
look nervously at the early morning
sky, and sing at breakfast.
What would this all be without May-
poles? Besides, it gets us in practice for
the violent exercise of hoop rolling.
Aroint thee, reporter!
THE YEARBOOh STAFF
EDITOR
Elisabeth Lilly
EDITORIAL STAFF
Joan Auerbach Laura Dimond
Mary Cross Nancy Ann Knettle
Marcia Dembow Ann Orloy
Ellen Shepherd
BUSINESS MANAGER
Marian Holland
ART
Liz Willard
ADVERTISING CIRCULATION
Anne Kingsbury Liz Willard
Mary Pinch Linn Killough
Peggy Oneil Alaine Moog
Joan Polakoft
Lois Reichhard
Claire Ross
Ellen Shepherd
Lest We Forget...
. . . The awesome atmosphere of the Deanery, noted for bronzes, stu-
dent waitresses, and a lovely garden . .. The flourishing ivy on
Rhoads . . . The paths which persistent undergraduate feet insert
where the campus planners missed; i.e. the Professorial Promenade or
Student Speedway between Taylor and the Library . . . Those canine
members of the college community in search of a higher education,
who by listening to classes or by private interviews seem to foretell a
new trend in Education (This does not take into account mere tran-
sients, such as certain great danes.) . . . The sleek, sizzling, soporific
forms, which blossom with the first crocus and attract many of our
more air-minded neighbors . . . Step singers, who waken echoes from
a startled Taylor tower, and woe to the unsuspecting faculty member
who passes, shaken out of his after-dinner thoughtfulness by an amiable
blast of cheering . . . The command performances in the dining
rooms, when the finer points of May-Pole dancing are displayed, with
the added incentive of a dish of melting ice cream to come home to . . .
The interminable bridge games after meals . . . Senior tree planting,
and the interested search, by the uninitiate, for a towering oak the next
morning . . . Bryn Mawr’s winds, which at their best present a prob-
lem to the student desiring to carry a sheet of poster board across the
campus... The tinkle of falling knitting needles which pervades the
college a week before Christmas vacation . . . The smell of ham-
burgers floating down the hall from the soda fountain.
. . . The plays: “Ladies in Retirement”, ““Arsenic and Old Lace”,
with its non-squeaking window seat, Arts Nights, and all the other
performances which fall into the pattern of items too easily forgotten,
for they are transient, (with the possible exception of the ominous
“§.0.0.T.” painted on the back door to the stage) . . . Prowlers, too,
have an ethereal element about them, a trait which many a resident of
the first floors of Denbigh, Rhoads, Rock and the others may have
wished were more predominent . . . More welcome Gentleman vis-
itors have come to stay, though classed in the directories as ““Non-resi-
dent”, through the courtesy of the G.I. Bill . . . The influx of men
on weekends, a situation, to those who knew Bryn Mawr in the war
days, that seems highly and pleasantly incredible.
. . . The surprise that always comes with the discovery of how
much food one can hold when carolling before vacation . . . The
change in the landscape behind Rhoads, from ski-slope to violet bed
. the snowflakes on Goodhart.
... The addition to life at Bryn Mawr made by Pearl and her regu-
lar tending of Taylor’s bell... Al and ““Ave Maria”... Louis and the
“Lost Ford” . . . Irene, Rebecca, Portia George and all the rest . . .
The Inn—need more be said?
... Of life off the campus ... Whose mouth does not water at
the mention of Hamburger Hearth or our earlier days at the “Greeks”
. . . The Farmer’s Market . . . The bike rides on spring weekends
. . . The Lantern Man .
. . And so we remember .. .
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ALBERT, JEAN
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4236 Parkside Ave., Philadelphia 4, Pa.
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1188 Lincoln Place, Brooklyn 13, N. Y.
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BLACK, JOAN
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CONROY, MARY
59 W. Maple Ave., Merchantville, N. J.
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139 N. Merion Ave., Bryn Mawr, Pa.
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224 Edgehill Rd., New Haven 11, Conn.
CROSS, MARY
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1133 Fifth Ave., New York City 25
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251 W. 98th St., New York City 25
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923 W. Erie Ave., Philadelphia, Pa.
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415 Price St., Philadelphia 44, Pa.
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50 Weston Place, Shenandoah, Pa.
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4122 18th St., N.W., Washington 11, D. C.
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113 W. River St., Wilkes-Barre, Pa.
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Bryn Mawr College Yearbook. Class of 1947
Bryn Mawr College (author)
1947
serial
Annual
102 pages
reformatted digital
North and Central America--United States--Pennsylvania--Montgomery--Bryn Mawr
9PY 1947
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