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| Beatrice Myrtice Joslin | Marion Harriet McDonald | |
| “There is mischief in that woman” | “Happy I am, from care I’m free; Why aren’t all the rest contented like me?” |
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| Josephine Reinhart | Marion Jean Savage | |
| “Nothing is impossible to a willing heart” | “The will can do If the soul but dares” |
Nancy Morris Stevenson
“A perfect woman, nobly planned,
To warn, to comfort, to command”
CLASS HISTORY
A SHIVER ran down my back as the last chords of the Ivy Song were played. It was actually a reality—our dream had come true for we were at last garbed in those precious white robes for which we had been striving for four years. Memories of these years rushed over me. How burdened we were with our importance in being Freshmen; Seniors seemed very old and distant. Suddenly we slipped from cock robins to conscientious Sophomores. By this time rumors were heard of a financial problem that we, as Juniors, must meet. Immediately we began to save all our pennies in order to startle the Faculty and the Seniors of 1925 with a luxurious Junior-Senior ball. So our Sophomore year closed with many peeks into the class treasury.