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Published at Mercyhurst College, Erie, PennsylvaniaVOLUME IV NOVEMBER, 1932 NUMBER 2

THE ALUMNAEAt the Senior Dance on Octo

ber 28, some of the alumnae wereseen, among them Madeline Hall,Teresa A'Hearn, Bianco Surgoand Helen Wa (dinger.Madeline Hall spent the weekend of the 28th of October atMercyh urst visiting her oldfr iends.Nellie Guilfoylc was also downand spent a few days with us lastmonth.Florence Amnion who is teaching Home Economics at Wesley-ville, has been over to see us afew times.Mary Ann Woods is workingfor her father in North East. Sheis entertaining three of the Mercyhurst girls this week end.Teresa A'Hearn is back at Mercyhurst teaching in the SecretarialDepartment. sMargaret Burns Farrell | i s | nowliving in Albany, N. Y.|[ Geo Driseoll is going to schoolin Pittsburgh. She was up to see

us last week, m Elizabeth Hamburger is teaching at St. John's, in Erie .Ba rb . fWilbert has been here tosee us a few times this|year.We are always delighted to seeany of the alumnae.)*& jean Summers,! '34.

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Mrs. Richard Miller , the formerIrene Strahl, enter ta ined membersof the Kappa C hi|S orori ty | in hernew Ihome Wednesday evening,November 9, 1932. It was the firstsocial meeting under the new offi-cials of the Sorority, Kay Bar-rett, the new president, presided.Elsie Edelen, the new secretary,called the roll ,* Kay |B arre ttthe constitution to the new members, the former pledges.Discussions were then centered/ upon the Freshman Welcome Par ity. The Freshmen will be honoredat that party some time betweenThanksgiving vacation and Chirst-mas holidays. A new system of alternating social and lousiness wa sadvocated. It will go into effectsoon.The new members of the Soror ity include |lva Kreider , Elsie Edelen, Dorothy Meyers, MaryO'Dea, Mary Carlin, Mary Stout,tiryn Reiser, Teddy Yochim,Margaret Clemens. gThe hostess served a buffetlunchj Old members' present included :"Kay Barrett , Mir iam Shalkham,Jean Eliott , Ruth Wilbert, MaryMcCrady, Verle McQuiston, Mildred Bird, Elizabeth Hamburger ,Bertha MeHale , Helen Waldinger ,Luella Haaf, Louise Pasqualicehio,Eileen Foster , Ethel Leviek, MaryCarlos, Mary Kelly, MarieLynch.

Eileen \ Foster, '34.: -o-:Our deeds shall travel with usfrom afar, and what we have beenmakes us what we are.Geo.Eliot.

ONLY A ROBINIt lay in (he road a pitiful thing,Felled m at s f light before it could sinsrIts final note. Or composefor d e a t h |Its burnished wins:.Only a robin -|the children said,An11 passed in careless glee,Only a robin! As one might say,One of God's ere a t ures -you and me.Only a robin - the ; angel said,As he made his nightly round,Only a robin - tears fell on earth,As he tenderly stooped to theground.Gentlv he took*the body small,In the soft warm cup of his hand,Breathing eternal life in itsbreast,As they rose to the Father 's land.Only a robin - who dares to say,As i t| sings it's Creator's praise ,In golden notes for all tojhear,Unheeded in earthly days?Only a robin - buttyou and I,Who someday death shall meet,

v 7Shaltewe be sure of so blamelessa lifet I 1 | iOr reward so fittingly sweet|- asOnly a robin? R u t h Sterrett, '34.: -o - :

I SCIENCE CLUBThe first meeting of the Mercyhurst Science Club was held Tuesday evening, October 25. Officersfor the coming year were elected.Alice Summers was chosen president, Dorothy Cronauer, vice-president, Margaret Clark, secretary, Costello Ressler, Merciadfre-porter .Very interesting topics werechosen for the program s, to beoffered each month, which willcover scientific periods in variouscountries, subjects concerning different fields of science, and currents topics.f Costello Ressler, '34.

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The misty, maudlin moonrose highAn d bathed! us fwith i ts l ight,Ah - we were young and foolish,On that memorable night.You plucked the stars fromtheir velvet bed,An d I wore them in my hair,And we laughed as we trodthe milky way,With only a kiss for fare.And now 1 walkfby the

river paths,Alone and in the rain,.Seeking the lovely mad delight,And finding only pain.Ruth Sterrett , '34,

JUST THOUGHTSOur first snow has fallen andwinter is fast approaching. An indefinable something is in the airthat makes me feel queer insidea mixture of joy^and sorrow.It is beautiful, this scene, the:';snow whirling and swirling in theslight wind, dappling the fur onmy coat with tiny white flakesand clinging to my eyelashes,blurring mv vision. It crunchesunder foottJwith a sound synony-mous with nothing else. The swiftchanging gray clouds ^overheadglower down at me but they seemto say: "We're not really angrywith you; we 're just bluff ing."The air seems to foreeast goodthings skating and mince pie,turkey and icy fingers. How deep

ly I breathe in the sharp, tangyair and how it hurts my throat!Icicles hang about in incongruousshap es; ungainly, but not un-beautiful. They seem to droop, orhan g by one leg, as it jhvere.They 're so d ifferent from theicicles of late winter Jwhose shapeshave acquired poise and dignity.Ah! in a burst of glory the suncomes out. He blazes terrifically,blinding me momentarily. Hemakes all those half promisescome true happiness, freedom,love of life. Snow is no* longersnow, it 's$ some infinitely lovelything that glistens. Icicles are diamonds. Life is so desirable.Suddenly he's gone and icicles

are icicles once mo re; snow issnow; and life is life. The snowstill* falls. A flake d rifts to mvwarm hand and m elts finstan tly,leaving just an ordinary drop ofwater . Isn ' t that significant, or isit? \ J AThe sun is gone leaving dreams.But these dreams are tinged withhope.^He'll surely return, but if hedoesn' t snow's nice any how.

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Time is given to us to do withit what we will. We have it, andthen it is gone. If we waste time,it A is our own loss. If fwe makegood use ofltime, it is- ourfprofit-able gain.When we are older we shalllook*back and review what wehave done with the precious timeGod gave us. This fbrings to ourmind the time we are granted tolive on earth and prepare for eternity. Some have no time to givefor attending Mass and Communion. Th*y are, as one too oftenhears, "too busy." Some sayntha*they have to take) care of their"business." What is their business worth in eternit y when asoul's happiness in after life hasbeen disregarded?As the days roll by, minutes arewasted which mean a great dealto one in future years. As the saying goes, "Don' t put off until to -

moiTow, what can be done today."Laura LaCavera, '35.

PEGASUS CLUB NEWSThe Pegasu Club held its firstmeeting November 3 in the thirdfloor social room. It seemed goodto see so many old members re-turning to imbibe more culture un-der the guidance of Sister Phillipaand Kay Barrett. The number of

vnew aspirants was also gratifying.They are very welcome.No new original poems weresubmitted byf the members, buteach one brought her favoritepoem. Miss Barrett gave a veryinteresting little talk on how poetswrite fpoetry. E wonder ju st howmany of us do follow those ruleswhen we try.Miss Eugenia Sproat, a new*freshman member of the Club readsome of her poems. They are quitelovely little fragments done inblank verse. It would be quite entertaining and instructive foranyone, member of the Club ornot, to read some of Miss Sproat'sverse. i

Mother Pierre has ju st recently discovered that she waselected an honorary member of theClub last year. There is no one wear e morelproud of ^Ak'great biologist, and an appreciative artist,we could not ask for more.Several members of the Facultywere also present, and Sister Mau-rine and Sister Edana are amongthe new members. The Freshmenwere especially welcome, and it is

Sister Philippa's earnest wish thatthev continue to ?be numberedamong those present at our monthly meetings.Please don' t forget!to bring anoriginaijpoem next time. We knowwe don't write masterpieces, butat least*.we present some offering,poor though it may be in our eyes,in payment of our "dues."Virginia Duggan, '33.

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Two months ago we were a largegroup of freshmen. We are stillfreshmen but now we are able tofind our way aroundfthe college,act a -Jlittle more dignified andgreet our&fellow students by theirown names. Several weeks agowe were formally organized |intoa class and we are glad to havechosen Mary Lou Neville as ourpresident. It is not every girl whocan bej elected almost unanimously and we know her accomplishments will well merit her office.Nancy Stackhouse as vice-presidenfl will carry on Miss Neville'swork fin case of absence. LucilleMeehan, like her cousin, receivedpractically a unanimous votefor secretary, and Catherine Tritlehas been trusted with the classmoney. Kathleen Callanan will represent us in studenticouncil andEugenia Sproat, already knownfor her literary talent, is ourMerciad Reporter. We are proudto be freshmen and more thanproud of our class officers.

p v fOHARMOnce a woman was speaking of

her two daughters. *'The olde r , "she said, "is is charming, as theyounger is uncharming. The otherday when I asked the younger togo upstairs to my room and getme something, she jumped Jupquickly from hvr chair, bouncedout of the room and upstairs toreturn in a very short time withthe article. Now,if I had asked theolder girl to do it, she would havesaid, * I 'd be glad to, Mother,' thenwould have^ gracefully walkedfrom the room."

The foregoing story was toldrecently by an after-dinner speaker who wished to impress uponher listeners iheir need of acquiring charm. It furnished veryexcellent food for thought.First of all, are we sure thatthe older girl meant it- when shesaid she would "b e glad to?" Inthis instance she probably did because her mother requested thefavor. But how raanv of us inour daily contacts with other people say " I ' d he glad t o, " andwhen the other person's back isturned, say, "O h why did shepick on me to do it for her? Whydidn't she get some one else, ordo it herself?" Or if one refuses,"I 'm terr ibly sorry but I can' tdo it this time.-" And when theback is turned, say, with no moresorrow than a stone would have,"She had her nerve to ask me todo that." Mm IThe other person thinks "whata charming gir l ." B ut in her"cha rming" way , wha t ha s th isgirl done? She has made of herself a liar, a hyprocrite; she is uncharitable and "catty," a ll to be"Charming." There is an old say-ing: "Actions speak louder thanwords. " If you don't want to doa thing, why make a splurge bysaying that you do? Why botherto say you are sorry, when you'renot?

In this instance, charm wouldconsist in doing a. favor for thesole reason that one is helpinganother, not in the outward showwe put on for the occasion.The most beautiful things inlife are simple. They don't haveto be "dressed-up" to be pleasing.Helen CrowleyJ ' 35 .

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I WONDERI have to study.and of ten "c ra m "The night before a term exam,And just to f ind ;when marks re turn,The important things I didn' t

learn.I wonder if in years to come,My little girl, or little sonCan learn without

that year ly dread,Of "showing u p " a vacant head.

Alice Martin, '36.

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November. 1032 TH E MERCIAD Page ThreeTHE DAISY

jffhe following articles have beenwritten | b y | two students who'viewed the same flower. The firstis written from a scientist's viewpoint, the second, from a literaryartist 's viewpoint. Invariably, i twill be found, the scientist willdissect. The literary nrtisl will in |-terpret. I t is interesting to examine the reaction of the two upon the same subject."A Scientist Looks At A Daisy."We were strolling up behind theCollege looking for Biology specimens th e ! other day when, glancin g across sthe field, I saw aflower about five inches high. Thequestion crossed my mind, whywas this la te spr ing and] earlysummer flower blooming at thistime in the autumnal year? [ recognized it immediately as the ox-eye daisy common to this sectionof the country, dear to the heartof the sentimen tal natu re loverbut in reality a real menace to thefarmer and his crop; for who butth e scientific-minded would knowtha t the root of this flower depletes the soil, that is, robs it ofall its fertility and makes the landwherein it flourishes full of .acidity? Like other flowers and jplants the daisy grows from itsseed in two ways, down into the jearth, by the leseending axis andupward toward the light by theascending axis. The root, ofcourse, does not blossom norfbearfoliage but pushes itself fartherand far ther into Mother Earthfor water and elements. From themain root as many branches growout as needed to catch up nourishment. On the other hand the littlesprout comes through the groundinto the sunshine and grows in a j-succession of joints each bearingone or more leaves -on i ts summit.

The daisy is a dicotyledon,which only means, that it is amongmany plan ts! having two or morecotyledons or seed leaves, some-times called lobes, concentric layers of woody fibrelarranged regularly and leaf nerves ramified andreticulated. It is not indigenous tothe United States but is found allover the world, and though classedasja mere weed, the yellow daisyof the west, the orchid daisy ofthe south and the black daisy ofAfrica a r e ! beautiful and decorat ive. The composite family, ofwhich the daisy is a characteristicexample, is called the Radiataeand includes the sun flower, thecamomile, the astor and thechrysanthemum, the goldenrodand many others too numerous tomention.

The head of the daisy is borneon slender peduncles j i t has astrap-shaped feorol 1 a which imme-diately designates it as a ray-flower. This particular {type ha swhite rays in one marginal rowaround the yellow stamin or hear t.The stamen of any flower alwaysbears the anthe r and from theanther germinated the pollen,which is the chief factor in pollination. As a rule the top of adaisy is horizontal but the petalsof this particu lar one was cup-shaped as it was closing for thenight; thus nature protects herown and prevents the dew anddampness from harming the pollen.

The pr incipal par t of the leaf isthe blade, or expanded portion one

face of which natu rally {lookstoward 1 he sky, the other towardsthe earth. The blade is raised ona stalk of its own, and on eachside of the stalk at its base thereis an appendage called a stipule.The upper leaves are lanceolateor oblong while the lower areobovate-spatulatc. The veining ofthe leaf is reticulated, that is, theveins branch off from the mainrib or ribs, divide into finer andfiner vein lets, and the branchesunite with each other to formmeshes of network.& Thus is the daisy complete initself but dependent upon itsmother, the earth, for sustenance.This is true of everv daisv ormember of its family including theShasta or giant daisy, that specieson which M r. Luther Burbanklavished such time and care.Elizabeth Wilbert, 38.

i . The Daisy"Thou art indeed,by many a claim,The poet 's dar ling." -WordsworthDear, little Daisy, with yourrich, yellow center and spotlesslyperfect white petals, how I envy,yet revere you. So unassuming, sounpretentious, yet you speakwhole worlds. Pur i ty , faith, sincerity, charity I see a virtuein every petal. You make me wantto patte rn my life, my actionsfrom yours. You, who caul be alesson to all human ity, are untouched by all ithese loud pro- jclaimings of mine, because youhave no soul. No matter, for to me,you are one of the most beautifulthings on earth without a soul.You remind me of days I havejjiknown, days I can never forget! jThe first, I was a little girl,gather ing arm fuls of you j from|jfields that)were gold and white.I recall tha t the sky was very

blue, that day, and, here and there,were little cottonyi patches ofclouds. Some of them looked verymuch like little white bun nies'tai ls . Ah! that was a happy day!Another day I remember, butthis was a gray day, not like thebeautiful, unforgetable fblue day.This day, I found one lone, wind-tossed little daisy growing close toa run-down old rose arbor, near amuddy road. Poor forsaken thing ISo noble, so strong, standing soalone in a dreary world. I canstill feel the rain as it beat uponmy face, making me bite my lips.I picked the poor daisy, and, protecting it in my hand, hurried itinto a shelter.I remember still one other day,a gorgeous, blue-gold day in earlyJu n e . We were pi enicing high upon a*hill-top thatywas white andgold withjthe first daisies of theyear. A mon g! the daisies, was afair-haired, blue-eyed little boy,who, with them, seemed symbolicof purity and innocence and cleanliness of heart. It all made mefeel so close to Heaven, so veryclose to God, and, raising my eyesheavenward, I gave thanks to GodI for the daisies, and asked Him tohelp me to become as simple and

I as His flowers. Iyearned, at that moment for theheart of gold that God gave tovou, Daisy. I implored Him to be-stow upon me that lovely faculty,which is yours, of meeting eachnew day with a smile, of banishinggloom, and of bidding joy be supreme.

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Today, again, i pray to God tohelp me to become more and morepleasing to Him every day, to livecloser to Him, and to do His willas cheerfully ami as unflinchinglyas I can. Thismy prayer througha daisy! Kay Barrett ,

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On a carved cross.GleamingDimlv whiteIn the dusk of the chapel.A. God holds out ;Longing arms;And eyes clouded with painSmile forgiveness.Eugenia Sproat, '37.: - o - :-

1 1 AS OTHERS SEE US"In looking over the large number of scholastic?papers on ourexchange list, it is impossible toselect the best from so manvfin-teres ting and worth while articlestherefore we suggest that theMeroyhurst students read themover at their leisure. All exchange

papers are placed in the libraryfor this purpose, which, if youflavail yourself of it, vou will findjamose^beneficial, in noveljjideas ofjournalism andfas a standard by*iwhich to judge our own efforts.Among the articles which werecommend for reading are : Theone on "Drama t ic s" in|the Oct.21 issue of the Collegian, as wellas the two editorial lin the samecolumn on vocabulary and studentvoting prerogatives. &Those interested* in sports willfind much material tin the Tomahawk, while Histo ry, Greek andDebating clubs will find friendsamong the printed pages of theOct. 8 edition of the samefweekly.

The Pacific Star publishedamong its humorous sayings thefollowing, which caught our eye,and which we pass on to you: $A Jewish soldier suffering fromthe influenza was taken ito th ehospital. "Send for a pr iest,"moaned Isadore. "The pries t!"queried the doctor, "Y ou meanthe i r abb i , don'tjf y o u ? " ! " N o ! "yelled ^Isadore; " Yo u think ?Ishould want to give the flu to therabbi t ' ' S |The Canisian and the Viatoriancontribute much to Catholic news-our only criticism of the latter be-iing that the proofreader seemed to&,be sleeping on the job on the Oct.s i issue.

The electric clock buzzed thehour of five, in its irritatinglyefficient voice, and therewithmagically released the twentygirls in the office.Most of them J the youngergirls ceased the busy activityof It heir fingers instantlyreaching around automatically for thecovers, which they slipped? oncrazily askew over the machines.None Sol them looked a tith e clockbu t si id If ro in their chairs into thecloak room with an almost imperceptible movement, where theypushed and crowded about themirror, clamoring over the manyand devious topics of conversation!chiefly consisting of "and hesez to me" or "and I sez to him"sputtering over the powder dustand the process of putting onwraps .Jane Evans rose stiff leg fromher seat, covering carefully andmeticulously the typew riter before her, and placing the mild disorder of her desk into severe neatness. Then pushing the chair noiselessly into it s \ place, she walkedjust as silently and correctly intothe now nea rly deserted cloakroom.

She made straight for the|washbasin, slipping the two heavy oldfashioned! r ings from her slendercapable fingers as she did so. Shewashed her^ hands methodically,and wiped them in the punctilious,absent-minded fashion Jthat ha doften given rise to laughing?whispers among the others, whose gay

ggroup she fringed in pitiful alone-ness.

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Tall chimneys,Some lifeless, few dead,Heralds of factories, workcity.Litt le | homes,Gay children, dancing feet,Heralds of hearths, heart ofcity.Bright towers,Green roofs, gold crosses,Heralds of churches, soul of a city.Winifred O'Dell, '36.* * *

Let us not be ashamed to befriendly, or to show any friendlvfeeling we may shave. Let us bethe first to give a friendly sign, tonod first, smile first,*; speak first,give first, and if fsuch a thing isnecessary, forgive first and forgetfirst.

The: noise of the t.janitor beginning his daily labors hurried hermovements but little. She took thetrim blue serge coat from Jitshanger, set the \modest hat deliberately over her smooth brownhead,1 gathered fher gloves, scarf,and pocketbook, and emerged withthe tight pleasant little smilewhich she presented! in somewhatwistful appeal to*all and sundryon all and sundry occasions. Theempty precision of her heels echoing in the building acknowledgedhe r to ' he the last one out* shealways was.

She nodded quickly to the janito r and crossed to the elevatorwhere she stood squeezed in thecorner, a smalHthin woman of in-determinate age and features,with ' spinstCrish ^manners tha tbelied the furtive hope that always accompanied her delayed andleisurely departure , that^of looking the successful business woman,leaving her office after all heremployees!had gone.As she stepped from the elevator with an apologetic glance atthe corpulent man whose elbowhad so rudely jammed Jicr, he rheart beat a trifle faster -*- as italways did when she left the orderly sanctum of the businessworld Ito plunge jinto theftwild,frightening streets of the city.She scurried along the streetnow, clutching her purse close toher and hugging the edge of thewalk near the buildings dodging^ breathlessly among the unno-ticing mob that hurried home to itssupper .She stopped at the curb athin dime pressing sharply be tween her palm and glove,- andpeered anxiously thru the growing

darkness and blinking lights forthe lumbering bus. It was late. Sherelaxed for a moment, idly observing the expressions of the crowds-speculating as to their lives andmaking up daring histories fortheni in her starved little heart.;At last, h er chariot larrived,wheezing and snorting, full oftired men who half-heartedly readtheir papers, between the jerks ofthe bus and of women who clungdesperately to straps, lurching andteetering on tired feet as the motion of the car increased. A youngmother white and distraught, herhair hanging in wisps under hershabby hat pushed her waythru the isles, dragging a fat, crossbaby after her and steering a largebasket of groceries carefuly be fore her. She smiled wanly as theconductor took the ticket i whichshe held firmly between her teeth.Block after block of surgingtired hum anity, lights and noise, .then at last Jan e Evans pulledthe cord with the half-hesitantyank and abortive rise of the timidand slipped unobstrusively intothe all-embracing night.Then she drew a long breath. It

gwas all over the exhiliratingadventu re. More composed now,she turned into the dingy littlestore on the corner, buying in fru-| gal quantities those things whichlooked inexpensive but $ good bran muffins, a bit of cream, and,oh wild ext ravagan ce! a smalllemon cake! ^The lemon cake invested her with an air of festivity,and she smiled mysteriously at theshop keeper who asked jovially,Treatin' the boy friend tonight,Miss Evansf" and winkedknowingly. $ < JThe bulky sacks rustled*gaylyas she placed them exactly in thecrook ;of her, arm and c ontinued jher journey to the shabby little

room which she called home. Thestreet, a long, quiet one with anair of decayed aristocracy, neverfailed to please her, giving heran unconscious dignity. She fancied herself one of the Rus siannobles cast out from her country,and forced to seek shelter in thishovel. She raised her head in disdain recovered herself quicklyglanced about for any casualonlookers, and blushing a littlethanked her lucky star that no oneespied her foolish little act ofimagination. She would not admiteven to herself the delicious pleasure that lurked in her mind as Shedreamed these colorful romances.She had reached the, ugly brown-stone boarding house by this time,and mounted the steps slowly, inserting her key and shoving herknee against the door as she didso .

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It opened! with a suddennessthat fa ir ly threw her into the familiar dimly lit hall, where shepaused to catch her breath, hearing with displeasure the wranglingof the landlady's children, and began to climb the creaking stepsthat led up to her room.And here we must stop forno one must ever look into alady's boudoir without her permission. For who knows what, pa thetic tragedies, what comedies,what forlorn heartaches are revealed with the tossing aside ofth e prim clothes off Miss Evans $Who shall answer for the gay adventure of- riding home nightly ina bus thru the streets of New York

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Page Four THE MERCIADor the romantic thrill of becominga Russian exile hiding in (he poorer districts of the city until hercourtiers bid her come back tohe r throne? Who dares to scoffat the simple joys of eating alemon cake in the unpremeditatedluxury of crumbs and small clotsof lemon jelly No, we will leavehe r there with her sole companiona songless canary in a rustycage upon whom she lavishes allthe thwarted love of her naturewith her lemon cake, her branmuffins and her dreams.

A day nay, a moment aglimpse into the life of JaneEvans.$? Rath Sterrett, '34.

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BIOLOGY NOTESMercyhu rst has added a newfeature to its Biology curriculumField Botany! Countless hourshave been spent searching the hillsof Mercyhurst and Presque Islefo r specimenscommon and rare.A hustle and bustle, old clothes,a large basket, a knife and apress land the Botany class isready for one of its famous fieldtr ips . Al tho ' our outfits were notdesigned bv Patou or Lucille, theyare just the thing. Many timesthe girls looked at us and sadlyshook their heads and said: " I t ' stoo had...... and they were all suchV But when theyheard that the Botany class hadreceived an invitation to a dinnerat Strahl's colt a ere on Lake Erie,there were many who beggedMother Pierre for admittance tothe Botany class. But no ; onlyreal labor wins reward.

The dinn er was lovely, w ithpickles, olives, Kma beans, beefsteak, boiled potatoes, lettucesalad, French dressing, currantjelly, rolls, cake and coffee.Does it sound good? It wasgood! The cottage is ideal andwe are all certainly appreciativeof the kindness of the Strahls. Abig log fire blazed cheerfully onthe hearth and tho' the rain fellin torrents merriment was thekeynote of the party.Since the cold we ather andbiting frosts have robbed thegreater part of the vegetation ofits |summer dress, we find sevengirls daubing 4paste, and frantically paging Gray's New Manualof Botany, for y.ou see we mustgiveieach specimen its true Biological name.We have been working in thedismantled Bacteriology lab., but

we5 are looking forward to the installation of the new lab where thelibrary is now, and then we canturn on the heat. \ ]We are pleased with our collec-tion of leaves and in the very nearfuture we hope to have a displayfor the entire college.We are very proud of our prac-tice teachers this year. There arethree Seniors doing practice teaching in Biology at Academy Kay ,Dibbie and Carolyn. From all re-jports the girls are doing excellentwork and they bring many interesting problems to our "MethodsC la s s " for discussion.The number interested in Biology is incre asing ! each year. Thisyear we are organizing a Club,which we hope will be one of themost active organizations atMercyhurst. Learn more about usin the next edition of the Merciad.Elizabeth McDonald. '33 .

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Grandmother hurried to an In stituti on for Females when shewas a girl, dressed in plain, tight-waisted, long-skirted dresses andpigtails, or perhaps, with her hairdrawn tight to her head with corkscrew curls in the back. MaybeGreatg randfat her, if the? distancewas rathe r far, took her on hisbicycle, one of several up-to-datemodels, the tandem, a two-seater,or an ordinary bicycle built forone person. French and German,English, fanoy work, and musicwere taught the proper subjectsfor proper young females.Miss So-and-So's School forYoung Ladies wasfthe destinationof Mother. She approached sedately, with her hair piled highon her head, her freedom a {littlehampered perhaps, by theflowing skirts, the wasp waistswith the Ihuge sleeves of the"Gibson." If she were unusuallyfortunate she rode in one of thosehuge, awe-inspiring horseless carriages, a source or wonder and secret terror to her throughout herschool days.Daughter that;,is you,iand IJjand the girl who lives next door -simplyjrushes to school. Sensible,comfortable, attractive clothes,poise, self-assurance, and vivacitymark her. Motor buses or long,swift, rakish cars are her meansof transportation, and her mindstruggles with science, philosophy,advanced French, German, Span-ish, I talian, Greek and very muchhigher mathema tics. She is preparing to be something besidessomeone's wife; Daughter willnot sit idle waiting for Princ eCharming to come? along shewants occupation, something todo , a career.But sooner or later the old storyis repeated, and Granddaug hterappears *"at the portals of Mercyhurst, anxious and willing'to learnthe ways of the world and of herold grandmother 's Alma Mater.Of course you Ve guessed itDad has sent her down in thesmall 'plane. She can't have herown|at school until her last year,and for the present she is heartbroken. But she needn't worrythe campus might be huge andhard to get around, but there arethirty whole minutes betweenclasses. She will not be late, andwalking is so good for one's f igure.

iClasses are a source of constantdelight. Just roll down the screen,pull the switch, and there Ion th esilver sheet is the professor, giving the lesson that has been prepared months before by him.There is nothing to it Granddaughter simply listens and observes, and she has it. Professorsappear occasionally, but not toooccasionally, and the Dean andclass advisors are really the onlymembers of the Faculty withwhom she comes into direct contact.The Venerable Pere, Dr. Sullivan, is well along in years buteven now he retains his great love

for horses, sitting upon his horseas of old, reveling in long crosscountry rides every Sunday withthose girls who still cling to theremna nts of an almost obsoletepastime.Granddaughter, of course, is

most familiar with Einstein's theory, several times revised at thislate da te ; parti I lelopipeds are tabletalk, and Miss Blake, that extraordinary young Senior, is writinga thesis to disprove-Newton's theory of gravitation. On the whole,the group at Mercyhurst inGranddaughter's day has knowledge Ifar superior to that; of dea rold grandmother of 1932.Frank and Mr. McCormick areconspicuous by their absence,having been replaced by the mostperfect of robots, which clean,wash and cook, and never fail tobring the concentrates of Kru-schen to the table each morning.Thus Granddaughter is not reduced to tears by "N o potatoes,Grace; and give my dessert toPeg. MIt is a perfect life. The Promis approaching and granddaughteris going to Paris next week-endfor her new frock. She tells methat ithe new air liner of the Atlantic lines is such a beauti fulcraft, and prices are surprisinglyreasonable. I t is the fourth timethis semester she has crossed. TheDean is still rather str ict aboutFreshman week-ends. But then,though this is almost 1980, Freshmen are still Freshmen, as theywere in 1932, and must, as always,be curbed.

Mercyhurst has had a fewchanges, but the spirit' remainsthe spirit of loyalty, good-fellowship, and contentment. Isn ' t itgrand to think that grandmother 'sgranddaughter will f ind the sameunchanging spirit sometime in thetwenty-first century when she ar-rives at that seat of learning?Betty Danahy, '33.: -o- :

M. KAY'S KOLUMJust to be different from mostkolumists, we won't have a cleverbeginning Practice teaching iswell on its way after over a monthat it Jeann ette was the last tobegin Congratulations to theFresh man class officers If youhear anyone calling Caroline"F arm er , " don ' t be a larmedbut she knows the names and thehabitats of everything that grows,and, what else could we suitablycall her? Ginny Duggan isgifted with perfectly grand imaginative powers she's ^really to beenvied Helen Lobelenz |has th emost ^fascinating features .Thenew hockey suits are so good-looking that it will be a shame to getthem dirty Marie Lynch andMarysKelly a re s t i l l "pa l"- i ngaround together (Sorry I wasn'thomes when you called I) Did itever seem good to,see our MayQueen of last year in our hallsand classrooms once again? Backfrom a fo ur-month's sojourn inEurope, Midge was still the sameold Midge. How we hope Mercyhurst grads will always be likethat. Midgie came for the Ha Howe 'en dance 0,.Nellie Guilf oyleand Jane Mulheirn|were up for ahookey game a few weeksj agoMany of our out-of-town friendsand Alumnae will be glad to knowthat Terese A'H earn , '30, is onthe College Faculty this year.i.....All who did not attend the lastPegasus Club meeting missed avery inspiring evening ....l.Wefound some valuableitalent amongthe new members J..ST. Ethe lredahas "something up her s leeve" .maybe you'll hear about it in the

next edition It ' s getting to bemore like old times again weknow all the new girls call themby their f irst names and havethat feeling that we'd known themall our lives||.Barb Wilbert andher mother were recent visitorsWe think Kay Ryan has half the^poise in the world and Betty |Danahy has the other half Peg jBlair looks so cute in her red jsuede jack et Dot Cronau er hasa keen swagger suit in wine colorJust, discovered recently that*jjMarg Mullaney | and your wr i te rhave something in common what jshall we call it, Marg?.;... Pa tDean! always has so much pep |we've always marvel led at it, butnow we think we've found hersecret - we're for you, PatJane Upriehard is more fun 5.A1-lie Reeder is doing her best byMrs. Ha rt again this year ...Mrs.O'Neil and her daughter, Mary,arrived at the College a few weeksago from Cannes...4..Libby, howabout giving us the secret ?....*..Mercedes Eisen gart 's tastes runmore to the sciences than to thearts Marie Dillon is awfullysweet and obliging Lucille Mfee-

han would make a darling secretary she's so business-like JMary Rotella is always full of an-imation ... Did Iren e M iller (soundfunny?) have a houseful the niteof Nov. ninth ? Marion Summers just loves Latin We seeBertha McHale about every twoweeks she's still as immaculately I groomed aslever W hy don ' twe ever hear from Mary Ann?Bessie Green and Muriel Lehman,two darling Freshmen, are cousins,and, incidentally, w e'll tell youthey're nieces of Sr. Phi lippa',&...Bert McAllister has the most interesting facial expressionsBert and her sister, Pat, came tous from Gannon Hall.;. Isn't itmore fun trying to write reportson books you can't even find inthe library ? Mary Yr iber rvsure knows her Church History.-I!.iAsk Jean Summers what " a b st ra ct " (means) she has the bestdefinition you ever heard .4j.Didyou ever see a class that foughtas much as the Latin eleven classdoes ? Mary Irwin has been interpreting " M a c be th" fo r t hepast several weeks with her classat Academy Kay Tritle seemsto be a very competent personSo sorry, Nan and Carm, tha t youcouldn't come to the meeting.Jean Reese really writes poetry -and don 't let her tell you shecan 't The latest niystery.4.whatbecame of Julia Belle 'sh huge ja rof jelly and also the cake thatJean was to ge t? "B ob bi e" Mc-Evoy is very distinguished looking with her lovely, dark skin, andblack hair which she wears madonna fashion Iva is interested in^newspaper work of late....4 P egBlair has a very unique way ofstudying - instead of locking herdoor from the inside to keep in-Btruders out - Peg has someone lookit from the outside to keep herin ...Betty Banner, Mercedes Ei-sengart, and Mary Yriberrytatt e n d e d the Game in Cleveland i&i'Souse, please, Mary Ann.J|.wejust found out you were up, butbow about coming during schoolhours?... Ever hear of so manybirthdays coming in one week ?Mary Irwin, Nan, Peg Blair , AnnaMcGrath, Mary Lou WelchLolly seems to have a very good

November, 1932reason for going home every weekend Kay Callanan w ent withher not so long ago The residents all get up at six-ten everymorning to take exercises we'rewondering why don't y'know,really ?. Dot Mooney 's runn ingfor President . . .4" I ts ie" has thedearest pair of baby shoes in herroom....... Amo ng the recen t weekenders are : Kay Egan, at!? MaryO'Dea ' s ...Marg Boyd and JaneUpriehard, Cleveland Mary Tr-S]win and Dot, Cleveland ..^Dot and jGinnv, Buffalo Heard Ed Wynnthe other nite define "College-b r e d " a s the "flower of youthand the dough of old age"..pre t ty good? Don't ever go nearth e Office when you 're chewinggnni ... .on second thou ght maybe it 's better not to chew at all.....Lu Ella 's taking classes at niteamong them is French 'magine!Eavesdropping on Snookie whenshe washed her hair... we shouldsay after ? and she lookedexactly like GretaS^....Why is itthat so many of our Marys areeither staying in or being in earlyon school nites? ..Mini makes avery charming teacher this ..-..ithe view of one who was "outside, looking in ' ' Mickey hasa stunning black and white dressBirdie is the same good-naturedsoul she always was How 's itcomin' , Dot ? Marion Summerssays that the people from Penna.always repeat what they hear anyone say after them Mars: Can-taloupe was a recent visitor inErie Lib looks well in redMarg Han na wrote some lovelypoe try flast year.....4how ' s it thisyear, Marg ? Bianca's beennursing a sore eye; painful thing^i ...Mary McCrady still looks wellinf green That brings to mind as tunning new green {outfit HelenWal ding er 's wearing Elsie isone of the very, very few people inthis world who've been blessedwith the {faculty of being able^tosmile at anything, and by so do-ing, making the world a little bitbrighter! place ! for those aroundher.. - . "Weesev" has even taughther two-year old little brother tos ing " S a y I t I sn ' t S o " J e a nneElliott has a double in Betty Gentleman Catherine McCarty isvery likeable*. Eugenia Sproatwould brighten any circle RuthieSterrett is a real good teacherImagine Eileen teaching the novelSomehow, white gloves alwaysremind one | of Mary Skene .. ..We'v e been hearing lots of nicethings about the Merciad fromour Alumnae Ruth Eichenlaub'sa jolly person Aga in we congra tula te the Freshies upon theirsplendid judgment in electingMary Lou Neville their president* Betty O'Connor has the mostsparkling eyes ..."Cute little Hel-en Bar ry " is added | to thegroup of old faithfuls, Mary| | S tou t , Marion Carlin, and SaraReed Wli i tley Mary Carlostravels around tofge$ her observin g inj Nancy Staokhouse an d[&Alice Mart in a re two girls we1 know who use no make-up, andyou've got to admit they're reallycharming ..Methinks Kay Strahlgets more sophisticated every day,bu t it 's I becoming, and she neverforgets old friends, so ^ If anyof our readers have any news, wehope they'll send it in to usI Have a good Thanksgiving vacation, i Kay