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They were by no means warmly clad, for they wore only swimming tights, and tennis shoes. But their running. jumping and strenuons muscular exercise "in place" made them finish the hour perspiring and with glowing. rosy skin.
Schools in Germany, in Austria, in Sweden and in England, wherever yards are available, do much of their gymnastic work in the open.
These out-of-door classes have been introduced rather recently in the European schools.
These schools have maintained splendidly equipped gymnasia, be- canse physical training has long been considered an important subject in the curricula. One would expect such emphasis upon gymnastics on the continent where the Ling system of special training was born more than seventy-five years ago and where it found its way into so many coun- tries. It is a tribute to this system of gymnastics that it still exists in its native land, Sweden, and in a characterises the commands number of countries where it was adopted. Interesting modifications *of the Ling method, however, have sprung up. Besides. the old mili- taristic systems of Austria and - Ger- many have given way to some extent also to new methods. One of the outstanding characteristics of the new systems, wherever found, is that they tend to be less formal than the Ling and the militaristic sys- tems, and that they claim to be es- pecially adapted to the age of the The amount of time devoted to gymnastics in European schools fre- exceeds two periods of forty or fifty minutes a week. Some of the pub- lic elementary schools provide one half hour daily for each class. Some secondary schools, notably the Licht- warkschule, Hamburg, give a period individual. The Bjorksten method, devised by Elli Bjorksten of Finland, has been introduced into many of the elementary schools of Stockholm and Copenhagen. Miss Bjorksten has written exercises for young girls and children taught according to this method. Pupils of Miss Bjorksten, of forty minutes a day to each class. who are teaching in Stockholm and Copenhagen, claim that the exercises have a psychological, as well as a bio- logical and physiological basis and that they are so selected and planned that, though the movements are en- ergetic, there aims to be no tense- ness or effort to hold position,- "movements of parts of the body are independent and without all the ac- cessory muscular activity that the Ling system includes." The Falk
Into system, introduced recently Sweden too, by Miss Falk, a super- visor of gymnastics there, has much in common with the Bjorksten ex- ercises.
In Germany two new systems of
gymnastics have sprung up,-"the Mensendieck and the Bode methods. These are alike in that the exer- cises are developed without the use of apparatus. Otherwise they seem quite different. The Mensendieck method is planned for girls and wo- men; all of the exercises involve muscles that women should normally use in their daily activities and the right way of using these muscles is the feature of this training. There is the "effect to develop the body of woman,-good breathing and good musculature"-"then the body can do any kind of work"-"bodily exer- cises for women must be different from those for men." (Translation from Korperkulture Der Frau, by Bess M. Mensendieck. )
The Bode system, adapted for both boys and girls of secondary school age is one that employs rhythm, music, whenever possible, or rhyth- mical counting, sets the time for per- forming each movement. It surpris- es one to discover how strenuous these exercises are and how thor- oughly they bring all the muscles into play.
In Austria, Dr. Gaulhofer, Direc- tor of Physical Education and Dr. Margaretta Sticker, Supervisor of Physical Education, have introduced their methods into some of the ele- mentary schools. Less formality
and
there is no insistence that there is only one way to perform an exercise, just so the student does not assume poor posture or use muscles incor- rectly. The exercises selected for girls are less strenuous than those of the Ling method. The authors also claim a careful biological basis for their system. Dr. Gaulhofer and Dr. Sticker especially emphasize the value of sports and games in their program of physical education.
clean. It is the custom to wipe up these floors between classes. A school in Denmark exhibited a spe- cial mop of considerable size for so treating the floor, and a machine in which the mop could be easily dampened and even washed.
(To be continued )
MISS VAN BIBBER BROAD CASTS FROM STATION M. S. N. S.
(Continued from February Issue).
Not a stone's throw from the Minster one plunges juto a typical medieval network of the quaintest and most interesting streets and al- ley-ways imaginable. There is the Shambles with overhanging second stories fairly touching one another in a truly neighborly fashion, across the narrow cobbled street. To the right, one passes through a low door- way, into a short alley, scarcely more than four feet wide, that leads di- rectly into "bump-court," a veritable cul-de-sac, a tiny court surrounded by small houses with curious leaded windows and strange irregular case- ments and bays, with red-tiled gam- brel roofs and dormer windows, and all leaning against one another as though ready to tumble this way or that on the slightest provocation. Or if one should turn to the left and pass down Goodramgate and through a picketgate, standing invitingly ajar, one would find one's self in the most peaceful of medieval church yards. A few steps down a flagged walk past a charming old yew, one steps into a tiny church all innocent of repairs for at least three and a half centuries. Here are the old high pews with seats on three sides and a fine east window of lovely old glass, two lovely little chapels and an interesting font.
Survivals, actual and little dis- turbed, of the sixteenth and earlier centuries abound in New York; the streets themselves, the houses, the shops, the Minster with its gorgeous windows of the twelfth and thir- teenth century glass, the Tudor glld hall still showing its secret staircase and its underground passage to the River Ause, *the city walls and noble bars, the interesting old churches and rambling old inns-all these, carry one far back across the years. Yet, perhaps more remarkable even than these concrete evidences of a past day, are psychological survivals In people's customs and ways of
Austria and Germany have revolu- tionized the gymnasium costume. In both countries girls generally wear swimming tights without stockings and without shoes if the class is held indoors. Boys, in the free Hamburg schools, wear sport breeches with- out shirts. Mrs. Mensendieck, in her book "Korperkulture Der Frau," condemns the usual gymnasium cos- hought. Here will still be found the self-sufficiency, quite character- istic of English Cathedral towns. For, strange to say, even among non- conformists of all kinds the Minster itself remains the central thought and pride and delight of life. Still do the people delight in pageantry, time that hinders and obscures the action of muscles and is also heating. In Austria, Germany, Sweden, and Denmark, where puplls go barefoot- ed for indoor gymnastics and where much work is done on the floor, great care is taken to keep the floor still crowd to see the annual corpor-
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ation parade; still does the lord May- twisting to the bottom of the hill or's butler regard his position as and into Christmas street and to the most enobling, still boasts of the foot of Chrismas Steps, a quaint "secret of his trade," the secret steep lane with tiny old shops on formulas for cleaning the plate be- either side. At the top are placed longing to "ye anciente towne of curious stone slabs and around a Eboracum." There is no spot I know corner is an old alms-house, none of of where this heritage of former it one whit changed since the days days is more perfectly preserved; of good Queen Bess. The home for no place where the . stranger
sense more keenly the spirit of the also. 1 admit I was quite worn and charming past.
It was hard to get away from York and Yorkshire, but other delights beckoned me on, and it is aside from my theme to re-visit with you the English old people's homes, whose charmed upper circuit of my visit coziness often made me wish I could already sketched. Let us stop next, grow old in England, and enjoy my though briefly,, at Chester, far little room and grate, my tabby cat famed for its unique rows and its and my half-crown a week from the well preserved city wall. Here are Government, with which to do my 10 be seen more exquisite examples simple housekeeping. Then I could of Tudor timbered fronts, somewhat reminiscent of Coventry, but more abundant and much more easily seen. However, Chester's very
charms have brought with their rec- ognition a situation which, although quite natural and excusable is never- the-less, to the seeker after
There is much eise to see in Bris- the tol,-the Cathedral, the Cabot Monu- spirit of the 16th century, rather ment, the handsome new University disturbing. Chester has undoubted- and library buildings, the lofty and ly become all too famed. It is graceful Suspension Bridge, but one of the Meccas of the tourist, and though the people in Bristol seem to ranks in popularity with the "lake live in the present, they do not for- district." the "Shakespeare coun- get that, in the days before the rise try," "the land of Scott," so that of Liverpool, Bristol was the most with the coming of fame, something important port of all England.
lovely and intangible 'has departed.
Hasten we now from the fascina- tions of Chester, and turning our thoughts from Shrewsbury and Wor- rester and Gloucester, let us visit one more of "my towns," Bristol, a place where, as in Coventry, people have been too busy to advertise their historic treasures. To a delver into the past, Bristol is full of charm and interest. Here I found one of the most interesting specimens of half-timbered work and beautiful panelling in St. Peter's Hospital, ro- mantically situated on that branch of the Avon, called the "Floating Harbor." Bristol is rich in histori- cal associations, and, in spite of her commercial preoccupation, you are continually reminded of the brave old days when the gilds flourished here. At the meeting place of Wine
It is not easy to rush past, without comment, places so lovely and inter- esting as Bath, and Wells, and Glas- tonbury, where every turn reveals a focus of attention. It is hard to re- frain from expressing ecstatic delight over trees and fields and hedges over hamlets, thatched cottages, and red tiled roofs and the chimney pots of
Bugle Tower and walk for a little of the distance traversed of old, and one can still see Wind Whistle Tower and Catchcold Tower and feel some- thing of the spirit of the 16th cen- tury.
On Saturday following my South- ampton visit, my time was up. The inexorable finger of fate pointed in my direction and as the sun set over the ocean, my eyes straining to the coast, saw the last of the loved shores of the Isle of Wight and Eng- land.
"You've drank the Chagres Water, And the mango eaten free, And strange tho' it seems, 'Twill haunt your dreams-
This Land of the Cocoanut Tree."
'Tis true, the thoughts of these words, for, as I remember my child hood days on the Panama Canal, the land of the tall palms and cocoanut trees as they reach their leafy branches to the sky, I, too, want to raise my arms in praise and hope of seeing once more the abode of my childhood adventure.
I was six months old when I was taken to the Isthmus, a fat, chubby baby, knowing nothing of my first adventure. As I grew older I be- came a true Panamanian, both in color tc and a desire to rush the cool refreshing waters of the canal and jump in. Although I was quite young, I soon learned to swim and enjoyed even better the cool waters of the shores of Corozal. Thus, until the age of six years my main sport was swimming, and I was acquiring gradually a desire to ride
town and village; over inns and , "our horse." I loved "our horse," their quaint old signs, and Norman that is, mother's and my horse, towers and Gothic steeples, to say "Jerry." Every Sunday he would nothing of the grander scenery of take us out into the jungle on the Cheddan, of the moors and gorges, Mexican Trail, where we would camp of chalky hillsides with enormous for the day. white horses spread across them. But from train and char-a-bane and coach, wherever one goes in Eng- land, one sees a continual stretch of homely loveliness or of natural bean- ty that one can never forget.
One can always remember his first desires to go to school. My first de- sire came when I was but five years old, but to me nothing mattered, not even my age, I was going to school with my brother! I implored, yes, begged my mother to let me go and so, to keep peace in the family, I was dragged along to school by my brother.
After leaving Bristol I visited Street, Corn Street, Bread Street and another famous sea-port, the last of Iligh Street, where the High Cross "my towns," Southampton, from once stood, one can look up and . whence I sailed for home. In the down the streets to picturesque ga-'one day I spent here I saw many "My child, you are too young to go to school, you must wait another year," said the teacher. Oh, what punishment, and to prove it, I ac- tually cried for days and days after- ward! How funny! I did enter school on the Isthmus, however, but went there only a short while for my mother's health was failing and we were obliged to move to the United States! My father re- mained in the employment of the bles and timbered fronts conjuring spots | had visited before in im- back for one's self old-fashioned agination. Unlike Chester and York carts bumping over the cobbles, the greater portion of the city walls and venders calling their wares. have disappeared, but enough re- Then you can follow your map very mains to make it quite possible to easily down Broad street past the imagine how it all looked when old Guildball and through St. John's on Ilock Tuesday the "leet jurors" Gat-, decorated with statucs of assembled at God's House Gate to Brennus and Belinus, British found- perform their yearly "circumvella- ers of the city, (for Bristol boasts a tion" of the walls. Of the six gates, very ancient lineage. ) Beyond the three only remain, but one can still massive ancient gate the street goes climb to the top of the high wall at ]Government, on the canal, so after
can old women enticed me to linger --- out of breath after my climb. The charming little 16th century chapel to the Magi is quite unique, but the establishment itself is typical of the MEMORIES OF MY CHILD- HOOD DAYS ON THE PANAMA CANAL.
sit and dream of the past undis- turbed. by my own fireside, and if 1 should want for companionship there would always be a lovely gar- den in which to sit and walk with other old women.
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three years residing .in Baltimore, we returned to that glorious land.
The palm trees gave us a hearty welcome, but the sanitary conditions of Panama had remodeled the land. Houses of wood were changed to houses of concrete, large houses con- taining four apartments, in which lived government employes and their families. Pavements and macadam streets replaced muddy pools, in which lived a tropical enemy, the mosquito, and the malaria germ Automobiles were seen in place of our much-loved horses and the beauty of some of our jungles was gone, but the beauty of the Panama Canal will ever and always be tempt- ing and contagious. The school in Balboa, which I attended my last year on the canal. is concrete, con- taining elementary grades and a
high school. The building has an open court which may be seen easily from the higher floor where some of the classrooms are located. To the front of the building, on the second floor, is an open air space which may be used for athletic classes. Educa- tion there, has been quite modern- ized and no doubt, is progressing. My last days on the Panama Canal consisted chiefly of swimming every day in the Balboa pool, school, and movies at the Y. M. C. A., on Wed- nesday nights, at which time I was obliged to go early to get a seat, for this was the only night movies were held, and there was only one performance. Thus were my days spent joyfully, and sad was I to hear that I was to leave the canal forever -no, I hope not forever!
On May 2, 1918, we left Panama, the "land of the cocoanut tree," and started on our terrorizing trip to New York. Yes, we were in terror, for we knew not what minute we would be spied by a submarine; what minute we would be at the mercy of the Atlantic Ocean. Each day a fire drill was held, and each night we were confined to our bedrooms, no lights allowed.
On our fourth day out we arrived in the bay at St. Mark's, Haiti, and were rowed over to the shore in row boats. Our steamer lay over for several hours, thus allowing us some time in haiti.
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A SENIOR'S MEMORIES.
The languor of the tropics now surround us. How different were we from the brisk, keenly alive per- sons who waved an excited "good-by" to our stay-at-home friends only four days ago. The water was a deep, still blue, vieing with the sky in in- tensity, while the white foam below might easily have been a reflection of the banked-up clouds low on the horizon. The silver of numerous flying fish, darting here and there, about the bow of the boat lent, a mysterious air, which affected the light spirit of the West Indies tour- ists.
I went into the cabin. Perhaps my little friend would be something of a comfort.
"Carmencita," I asked her, "do you feel as terribly as I do?"
One glance was all that was neces- sary to answer my question. Carmen- cita did. Not only homesick, but very, very sea-sick too, was she.
The following morning I arose at five-thirty, foregoing the pleasure of another nap. I was most generously repaid for my sliight sacrifice. The sunrise was glorious, and before we knew it, "El Morro," the stern old fortress of Puerto Rico was looming impressively into view.
As we neared the dock, I was quite surprised to see a shining, naked, brown body rise to the surface. Some Porto- Ricans standing by my side threw pennies down into the water for which the brown
apparition dived, triumphantly coming up with the coin between his teeth. He shook the water from kinky black hair, meanwhile uttering gutteral grunts and snorts which one was evidently to take as an expression of gratitude. Several more divers, similar in ap- pearance and costume to the first, followed his example.
"What in the world are those peo- ple ? And who are they? I asked Carmencita ..
"They are a curious mingling of Indian, Spanish and negro blood. You know when the Spaniards first came to Puerto Ricao, they brought with them negro slaves to assist in sup- pressing the Boriquen Indians. They inter-married, and you see the pa- thetic results. Now there are rela- tively few families of pure Spanish blood on the Island," she explained."
Shortly after I enrolled at the University of Rio Piedras for the
When Jim and I came to Towson we had no idea that we would get summer session, we all decided to, the boost that we did. After that lit- have a picnic ending with a moon- light swim. We hiked over rocks and heavy vegetation, past a tobacco field, which was covered with yards
tle talk with you we decided that the work that we had been doing here in the county was not a good example of our abllities. Directly we got of white cheesecloth to protect it back we held a little informal council from the merciless sun and insect pests. By and by we came to a little Indian village. Here an interested group of "jibaros" strolled from their quaint straw huts to stare at us. documents.
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