Oriole and Tower-Light, 1922-1927, Part 60

Author: Maryland State Normal School (Towson, Md.)
Publication date: 1922-1927
Publisher: Maryland State Normal School (Towson, Md.)
Number of Pages: 1024

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land Were fighting for the right.

Czar Nicholas was the first to quit, To internal troubles due, The side of the Wrong rejoiced, The other felt right blue.

But from across the deep Atlantic Came a warrior brave and stroug; His name was John J. Pershing, An opponent of the wrong.

As soon as he jumped into the fray The tide of battle turned; And the breasts of all his allies Then with new courage burned.

Ferdinand soon cried "Enough," And so did the terrible Turk, And only Charles and Bill were left To carry on the work.

But the fighting got too hot for

Charles,

And he withdrew from the fight; And only Kaiser Bill was left To battle against the Right.

But numbers would tell, old Bill

well knew,

And he soon called "Kamerad." Then all the victors rejoiced And all the World was glad.

It was in the summer of nineteen eighteen,

When the great fight was done And the fighters all returned home, A victory either lost or won.

And so the Right did conquer, But to whom does the credit be- long?

Not to Diaz, Foch or General Haig. But to Pershing, brave and strong. JOSIAH BLACKLOCK. Junior VI.

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TO MISS TALL

Our honored Principal, whose character Whittier must have visioned when he wrote these lines :

"A full rich nature, free to trust. Truthful and almost sternly just,"

We. the Class of '24 do dedicate this book as a token of our deep respect.

ESTELLE HAINES.

MISS TALL'S MESSAGE TO HER CLASS.

.Let your light so shine." we are told. Yes. all down the ages the burning torch of inspiration has ever been the symbol of knowledge and of wisdom, for it is the prepared mind which handles an everlasting flame.

There is something very fitting in the symbolism that can be read in to the gift of this year's Senior Class, for it is through them that the tower is to be lighted.

"Rising in State on the hill at the crest" stands the tower. So, night after night the newly illuminated clock will send out its message of the pass- ing moments. Night after night in the library under the tower, students will read and delve for knowledge and still more knowledge.

FOR WHAT?

That they may carry into the schools of this State minds equipped to understand child nature; minds equipped to understand civic problems, and minds equipped to aid in the solving of national and international affairs.

Out of the darkness of ignorance comes a call for light-and more light-for it is only truth. accompanied by faith and knowledge that can put to rout all the enemies of civilization.

May your light shine forth forever. O Class of '24.

ESTHER McDOWELL. Sr. VI. Reporter.

ALBERT S. COOK LIBRARY STATE TEACHERS COLLECT AT TOWSON BALTIMORE , MILANO

CLASS CREED.

We, the Class of 1924. feel as we take our places in the great drama of life. that we shall endeavor unceasingly to overcome all difficulties, and that we shall derive the utmost happiness in seeking righteousness as God gives us to see the right. in giving due credit to every worthy deed. in rendering service that will benefit humanity. in loving mankind, not from a feeling of duty but with a willingness that is heart born, and above all in trusting to our God in all things.

GEORGE HOUCK.

TO THE CLASS OF '24.

Do you remember last year how we as Juniors envied the Class of '23? We thought it would be wonderful to be Seniors, and it has been, hasn't it ? The ties that bind us to Normal and to one another have been strengthened ; many of our hopes and aspirations have been realized; some of our dreams have come true.

Our biggest undertaking has been our practice teaching. To those of you who found it all that you expected there is this to be said: "May you enjoy the real thing as much as you have the preparation for it." To those of you who are a little timid and doubtful as to whether or not you are fitted to teach let me say-if after you've done your best. tried to fit in and found it impossible, then. but not till then, will you be justified in choosing another vocation. But teaching is such an interesting, gripping, vital and worth- while profession I feel sure the majority of us, timid though we may now be, will find that it is the thing we want to do-the thing which will give us more real satisfaction and pleasure than anything else.

May you go forward in the name of the Maryland State Normal School to the high calling to which your profession so clearly points and with an intelligent and honest-minded outlook on life; endeavoring to help others onward and upward as you have in time been helped, remembering always that tolerance and hard work are the requisites of real and lasting success.

We are leaving our Alma Mater for the wider interests of life, but may we forever keep alive the treasured memories and cherished friendships of our Normal days.

CYNTHIA BLAINE, Honorary Pres.

SENIOR CLASS.

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SENIOR CLASS POEM. OUR CLASS OF TWENTY-FOUR.

Wasn't it pleasant, O classmates mine,

In days when joys and sorrows entwined

At Normal-when the work of the day was through, And all was planned for the morrow, too, And we would talk and laugh anew Our class of Twenty-Four ?

It all stands out so clear today ! Though Normal days are passed away- Through all the class-rooms and down the hall, We patter again as memories call, And fleeting fancies give a picture of all- Our class of Twenty-Four !

Our teachers before us now come into view- Friends we've tried and found loyal and true. We know how they worked that we might be True to ourselves and others, vou see.

For that's the best kind of loyalty O class of Twenty-Four.

Now a fond remembrance of those who worked So faithfully for ns and never shirked. For Hayden and Gantz and Harsh, all three Are just as fine as girls can be, And the others are hard to beat. Ah me! Our class of Twenty-Four !

Why, the old rousing cheers are heard once more As "Hip Normals, Hip Pests, " ring o'er and o'er. And there comes that feeling of pride For our colors. 'Twill ever abide; And we sing their praises far and wide- Our class of Twenty-Four.

Before a throng of "five fifty" strong Comes one who helps us choose ight from wrong. She stands for justice-fair play to all; We know right away it must be "Miss Tall."

With such a member we can not fall- - Our class of Twenty-Four.

And O my class mates, though far away, When eyes grow dim and locks turn gray, Let's keep a spark of friendship, so fine In our hearts burning and ready to shine, Yes-just for the sake of "Auld Lang Syne." O class of Twenty-Four.

And now to those days we'll say good-bye. Our work is at hand, we must not sigh. -

I wish you success and happiness too. May peace and contentment dwell in you ; But above all things. to yourselves be true O class of Twenty-Four.

EVA K. MeCAULEY, Senior VI.

FAREWELL MESSAGE FROM SENIOR I.

Life is not measured by yearss, but by its own intensity and scope. it has often been said that some people have more life in seventy years than Methusaleh had in his more than nine hundred years.

Shall we measure our life at Normal by two years? By all means, no. What we have gained and contributed to our school may not be written in a book of history. but every day we have added just a wee bit more to our own history.

We felt mighty green when we first launched our bark in the Normal School stream that beautiful fall of 1922. But like B'rer Rabbitt, "we didn't say nothin', we just lay low."

.But behold. in the fall of 1923, when we returned Seniors, we no longer "lay low, " for during our Junior year we awoke, and now. we became aware of the fact that Charlotte Helm, our song bird, was now Pest President, and Owen president of the Normals. Later we realized that Sam Troupe was president of the Thespian Club, secretary of the Senior Class and business manager of the Oriole, while Ruth McCrea was made House President of Newell Hall. In the field of sports we have Sara Laird. captain of the girls' basket ball team, and Harold Moser president of the Athletic Association. Many other minor officers has Senior I given to M. S. N. S.

In September we had scarcely time to congratulate our celebrities as Student Teaching demanded our undivided attention. We, the members of Senior 1. shouldered our P. A. and now that next year is drawing near, we are trying to eling to what is left of it.

We have loved being together, working even through these last l'ew weeks when we have been too busy to speak, owing to the writing of history essays and printing of Hash cards. We hope we have lived up to our reputa- tion and given to the school the best that we had.

The bark sails on into the stream of life. we hear the call of the pro- fessional life we must follow, we take with us glorious memories. The past thrills us, the future inspires ns. and it is now for us to make the best of the present.

LORETTA SCHWARTZ. Reporter.

TWENTY-FOUR.

Two years ago we wandered here From East and Western Shore: Two years we've been before the mast On the good ship Twenty-Four.

The days have gone and years rolled by And now we've reached the goal : We've had no journey free from storm From rocky coast and shoal.

Our gallant ship has nobly borne U's safely through the squalls. Which, as we know. have oft' beset The passage through these halls.

Full many a time we've reeled beneath The tempest and the storm : We've met disaster, trouble, pain. In every shape and form.

We sometimes thought our ship was lost To hovering Grim Despair. But timber such as ours was made For weather foul or fair.

The waves a few times dashed up high And o'er our bulwarks flowed. To wash off some nnlneky mate To whirling depths below.

But trouble never conquered joy : Though mirth gives way to pain. Gentle Freezes follow storms As sunshine follows rain.

Triumphantly we come to port. Proud of our work that's o'er : And end with joy the maiden trip Of our good ship Twenty-Four.

But this is not our final trip : We'll soon be off onee more. To test our ship in sterner seas. Where wilder tempests roar.

And we a healthy. bardy crew. Will take the sea once more To bravely meet the other storms In the good ship Twenty-Four.

GUNDY-'24.

THE EFFECT OF PERSONALITIES UPON THE WORLD.

In the annals of history, as time goes on, we find dotted here and there . upon its pages personalities that have most interestingly molded our lives. Since the day when man first planted his foot on the sands of the universe he has been guided by some unseen force, sometimes by man ____ always by God.

Egypt had her Pharaohs, Greece her Plato and her Aristotle, and Mace- donia had her Alexander the Great, but by now they are only part of our history and not a part of our everyday life. We look upon them with admir- ation and that is our closest connection with them. We have no common tie between us and them and we drift apart consequently more readily than we do from people whom we read about and see every day. It is for this reason that I am justified in passing so abruptly to some personality that directly concerns us at the present time. Let us look for just a moment to the life of Jesus Christ.

To all the Christian world the name of Jesus Christ is one of respect if not of love and obedience: The Turks follow Mohammed and the Hindu seeks the teaching of Gandhi. but there is a feeling among them even in their most devout moments that the "white man's God" will finally overcome and rule them. People from every country on the globe, be they barbarians or be they people enjoying the highest type of education, realize that some unseen power gives them food. gives them drink and gives them rest. They may not know yet that God gave His only Son to guide our footsteps here on earth. but they must know sooner or later because He above has made us, so only He can destroy us.

Jesus came not as a mystery to man, but as a son of his mother the same as you and 1. We have read of his supernatural powers, in fact even today we all see the trace of his miracles reflecting themselves in the lives of people. He was the fortune teller, a soothsayer and prophet of his time. Multitudes marveled at his teachings. Thousands gathered to see him heal the sick and comfort the broken hearted. He told His disciples of things that were to come to pass and His congregations of the repentance that must follow their sins. His wisdom was astounding to the doctors and His acts a revelation to the people. Today His works still live and His wisdom is transplanted in the minds of men. People whose works live after them must be the people who shape onr lives and determine our destinies. They are the ones who live closest to us even after their death.

Men cannot lead lives that live after them unless their life be filled with many sacrifices and many concessions. All our plagues come through selfish acts. Christ is only one of His kind, but there are many who have lived a life of immolation. Martin Luther gave his life for Protestantism and lived to see his belief spread to the far corners of the universe. Wood- row Wilson shall live forever. His life of service and sacrifice to mankind, and his death for the sake of peace must be an inspiration to all who knew him and saw his work. These men live today in the hearts and minds of men just as they lived when they were here below with us. They established for ns our living code ; the height of idealism is in their lives.

JAY S. PRICE.

THOSE YOU KNOW.

Here's to our Principal, Miss Tall, A goodly friend is she ; She's happy as a lark in spring And busy as a bee.

Mr. Bishop was born an orator. A fine old sport is he : He jollies you in the classroom, And gives you not less than "C."

Mr. Walther surely knows his stuff, As you all plainly know ; He knows the geography of Maryland, Both Western and Eastern Sho'.

Mr. Hulsizer is a rural man And believes in rural sehools- In edneating the meek and lowly Which cannot be trusted to fools.

In history class, oh me! oh my ! What Miss Van Bibber doesn't know ; She refers us to a book by Johnson, And to it we always go.

Our English is in a frightful state; Our knowledge has just begun, But we may learn-if we live long enough By going to our friend, Miss Munn.

In hygiene class we are taught to use The toothbrush, soap and towel, And if we don't it's our own fault ; We were told to by Miss Dowell.

Those songs we sang in assembly They surely were some screechers, It hurt our ears, both large and small, And Miss MeEachern, our music teacher.

Mr. Schoenfelder is our musician Who trains the Normal Syneopators ; They've grown in their art and musical skill Like chickens from fine incubators.

Miss Schroeder sang for us one evening ; A treat, by all 'twas admitted, That soothed our nerves at the end of day And with our mood just fitted.

But when it comes to real fine art I refer you to Miss Snyder, Who taught us to paint animals for children, From the elephant to the spider.

Miss Medwedeff, please have a heart In your geography method's class, And when the roll is called in June Oh' Heavens ! let us pass.

Miss Birdsong is the scientist Who measures the human mind ; She tests both bright and dumb ones, Her measurements surely find.

Mrs. Stapleton in her English elass It surely hard to beat. A teacher of her equal Is one you seldom meet.

Miss Hartman is a person Whose heart's right in her work : When she's put right to the test No duty does she shirk.

Miss Orcutt is a mathematician Of high degree and rank, And that's the reason, I suppose, She has charge of our Students' Bank.

Miss Jones is an expert in "Home Ee." And teaches the girls how to sew ; They know all about color schemes and such And will know how to make their own tronssean.

And now as I come to a person Whose personage is great and profound ; Miss Searaborough, in classroom management Gives wisdom that is both good and sound.

Miss Richardson in her history elass Tells us things we do not know Of ancient lands and customs queer We never heard of befo'.

Miss Greenlaw is a wizard In industrial arts. I'll say, She made the whole of a city Of Beaver Board in one day.

Miss Woolsy is real artistic In the art of poster making ; I've tried and tried, but all in vain. My painted hands are shaking.

If you want to be young and healthy. And not have a weak. crooked spine, Just go to Miss Cook, our instructor. Whose methods are just. good and kind.

And you may also go to Miss Sammis, A wee little person is she : Yet she buzzes along through the corridor Like a bright little honey bee.

Mr. Callowhill, with happy smile. Was never known to frown; But I heard him say on the soccer field : "Boys. please keep that old toe down."

Miss Sperry is the lady who Has charge of the dormitory. One night a girl came in real late- But that's another story.

Mrs. Dingle is a lady who Into human nature sees : She warns us all of her approch By the jingle of hey keys.

Dr. Burdick is the one Who cares for our aches and pains,

But the medicine she gives is terrible And the pills weigh several grains.

Miss Reilly is the trained nurse. She's sensible and clever : And when we're in the infirmary We could just be sick forever.

Now that lady of pleasing personage, A lady-O ves , it's Miss Stone.

Who presides with queenly manners, "Hello ! that you at the phone ?"

Mrs. Sibly works with the little tots And what she does is a wonder. She guides their steps with skill and care : To us they make no blunder.

Miss Hillhouse, with the Second Grade. U'ses methods with careful selection. And when she finishes her work with them They're mighty near to perfection.

Down to the third year once we went To see a lesson there. The way that Miss Buckley taught that class Showed both great skill and care.

Miss Fitzgerald. in the Fourth Grade room, Ilas pupils in interesting stages ; Her teaching develops their minds. von see, And now they're smart as blazes.

Miss Eckert's pupils are smart enough too, You just simply cannot deceive 'em ; The answers they give to your questions- Well, you just simply have to believe 'em.

Mrs. McCord works with the Sixth Grade, I remember one time I was there; The way she managed her classroom Made me just sit and start.

Miss Farrell believes in the project, And successful she is, it seems ; The one carried out by her Hygiene Class Just made one live in dreams.

Now happy-go-lucky Miss Osborne In the Library holds forth her sway, And drives away our troubles Throughout the livelong day.

Miss Holt is her assistant, A very nice person to know. She helps you find the book you want, So that your brains may grow.

Miss Carley is the registrar. Who keeps records for you and me; And if you are absent from classes, Blue slips-four o'clock-G. C.

Mrs. Fox is in the office too. And helps Miss Carley there ; She's a pleasing little person And always on the square.

GAL 13-

Miss Gilbert greets you with a smile, "What can I do for you?" She does her work in a businesslike way And to the service is true.

Miss Glass works through the livelong day. She's busy as can be : But as I entered her office she asked : "Did you sign for the postoffice key ?"

The one I now shall write about Is the same as days come and go : A cheery smile lights up her face. And she's always the same Miss Rose.

Miss Merceron surely is a busy one, She's always on the go; And when you calls her on the phone She's there to say "Hello!"

TALMAGE A. R. STRONG, Sr. III.

HIP, NORMALS! HIP, PESTS!

April 25th, May 4th and May 16th. What do they mean? It's need- less to say that every true Normaal aand every loval Pest will remember these dates forever and a day. April the 25th started the ball rolling; May 4th gave it added impulse, and by the time it had reached May 16th it was rolling at a speed which only half expressed the momentum at which 563 spirited society hearts were beating.

The contest were just three grand and glorious successes in which the loyalty and feverish desire to win was balanced by unparalled sportsmanship and good natured rivaalry. Although each society worked with all its might to win the decisions of the judges, and secure the coveted medal, the thought uppermost in each student's mind that the honor was not so much for the Blue and Gold or Maroon and Gold, but for the White and Gold. Though the Pests lost and the disappointment was great. it was the above thought that took the bitterness out of the defeat and painted the cloud with a silver lining.

The Normals won, and took their victory as gracefully and modestly as real victors should. They are to be congratulated.

One society had to win, the other lose. but after all is said and done it matters not so much whether you won or lost but how you played the game. Both Pests and Normals played the game with such a spirit of loyalty and co- operation as only true men and women could do.

WHY?

Why are lessons never finished ? Why do profs give awful tests ? Why was music ever written ? Why are queer black marks called "rests ?"

Why is mind an abstract organ,

When we use it every day ? Why do some folks always grumble ?

At all things you do or say?

Why don't folks get tired of living ?

Why is love described as blind ? Why do boys and girls like spooning ? Why do teachers seem unkind ?

Why is M. S. N. S. called Normal When we know her 1. Q's high ? What is life all about, I wonder? Hope I'll find out bye and bye.

LOVE IN SPRINGTIME.

They may talk of love in the Springtime, When songbirds return to the nest- Or think that to love in the Autumn Is really quite the best ; They may talk of the pleasure of sitting In a chair that was meant for one, Snuggled up to a erackling fire When a winter day is done.

Your love in the Springtime is baffling And not the kind that stays- And love in the Autumn's saddening, With its dismal. lonely days. Though your fireside scene's appealing. The flame must be tended with care And, in moving to stir up the embers. Your cuff-links may catch in her hair.

But give me a starry evening, In the glorious month of June- With the "Only Girl" beside me Beneath a friendly moon ; Or a cozy eanoe adrifting With the twinkling stars above And nobody else to disturb us Or hear our words of love.

True love is abroad in the moonlight. Where sounds of the dance are dim --- And "he" lingers awhile in the shadows, That "she" may catch up with him. "His " ball-room's a moonlit garden. Ilis partner is one of the elves; And there's nobody there but the chap rons- Just the moon. the stars-and themselves.

GUNDY-24.

Here's a hard geometry problem we worked out the other day : Given-A rotten potato.

- To prove-It is a beehive.

1. A rotten potato is a specked'tater.

2. A spectator is a beholder.

3. A bec-holder is a beehive. 4. Therefore, a rotten potato is a beehive .- Exchange.

All joking aside. these intelligence tests really do indicate those who have brains. Those who have, don't take them .- Purple Parrot.

"Ger, those guys are a cireus when they get together?" .. Who!''

"Barmum and Bailey."

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DON'T LINGER!

ALPHA KAPPA DELTA.

President-Frances Grimes. Vice-President-Hazel Murray. Secretary-Virginia Powell. Treasurer-"Catz" Schnebly.

(Like a flame that burns on through the years and is kindled afresh every year is the spirit of the Alpha Kappa Deltas. We have tried to spread our light all through the school in the form of sincerity, truth and kindness. We have tried to make life a little better for our having lived in it.

We believe that bonds of friendship have been made never to be broken : that ties between us and the Delta Beta Deltas and Nu Sigmas have been bound stronger by our social contact.

We hope that we have given the best that we had-fulfilled all things that had been expected of us and that we have upheld with a broad, never- flinching shoulder, the name of Alpha Kappa Delta.

To dear old Normal we must soon say "Adien"! Our flame is fading to be replenished next year by a greater line. spreading a gleam and bright- ness more than we of '24 did.

HELEN WELSH.

HISTORY AND GEOGRAPHY CLUB.

Mildred Beauchamp-President. Talmage Strong-Secretary-Treasurer. Miss Van Bibber, Mr. Walther-Advisers.

The History and Geography Club is one of the most important organi- zations of the school, for its branches extend into all the Counties of Mary- land.

We have taken worth while imaginary tours through the different Counties, observed the most interesting historical places, in regard to their geographic conditions. These tours were discussed by the representatives of the different Counties. supplemented by the aid of the lantern slide.

We have enjoyment in many other real ways ; we have refreshments at every meeting ; we visit places in Baltimore City, such as: The Maryland His- torical Society. the History Teachers' Association, which held its meeting on May 9th. Two of the members were sent as delegates from the Club to at- tend the subscription dinner at the Emerson Hotel. given by the History Teachers' Association of the Middle States and Maryland. This dinner was followed by a speech from Dr. Beard.

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Oriole and Tower-Light, 1922-1927, Part 60

Author: Maryland State Normal School (Towson, Md.) Publication date: 1922-1927 Publisher: Maryland State Normal School (Towson, Md.) Number of Pages: 1024

Author: Maryland State Normal School (Towson, Md.)
Publication date: 1922-1927
Publisher: Maryland State Normal School (Towson, Md.)
Number of Pages: 1024