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Mr. and Mrs. Haddock at Bryn Mawr

R. AND MRS. HADDOCK, with little
Mildred, arrived at Bryn Mawr on the
‘1.15 from Broad Street, and had a lovely ride,
stopping at West Philadelphia, 52nd Street,
Overbrook, Merion, Narberth, Wynnewood,
Ardmore, and Haverford, before they finally
reached their destination which was Bryn
Mawr. Mr. Haddock’s niece had invited
them to visit the College, for she wanted to ask
Mr. Haddock to donate to the Endowment
Fund, anyhow.

On the way from the Bryn Mawr station,
the visitors saw a rotund Italian who had a
stand on which was candy, apples, gum and
peppermints—or maybe it was apples, candy,
peppermints and gum.

“Candy, apples, gum and peppermints—
anyt’ing you want’’, said the Italian to our
friends.

“Your stuff looks stale!’’ said little Mildred,
critically. This caused the Italian to faint, for it was the first time anybody had
ever stopped to answer him.

“Come, Mildred,’ said Mrs. Haddock, trying to distract the child’s attention.
“Look, here are some college girls!”’

Four tall young women with slightly soiled tee shirts and laundry cases, were
approaching rapidly on foot. Each young woman’s head was tightly wrapped in a
colored bandanna.

“Tt’s a college fad,’ exclaimed Mr. Haddock’s niece, noticing her uncle’s
surprised looks, and hoping that bandannas would not hurt the Endowment Fund
any.

“But why should they wear bathing caps?” asked Mrs. Haddock, who was a
little old-fashioned.

“Pour le sport, I suppose,”’ said little Mildred sarcastically. She was a little
proud of her French, I’m afraid, for she was a bright child and large for her age.

And so the conversation flowed on until they entered Rockefeller Arch,

“My, these buildings are pretty!’ said Mrs. Haddock, gazing admiringly
around at the battlemented and ricocheted towers.

‘““Pseudo-Gothic,’’ mused little Mildred appraisingly. ‘‘Pretentious, I’d call
it.’ But fortunately no one heard her. And so the conversation flowed on until
they reached the Library.

“You must see the Library!’ said Mr. Haddock’s niece, herding the family
through heavy doors and up a wide flight of steps. They emerged in a large room
with red and gold rafters and a terrible echo. This reminded Mr. Haddock of a





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