. Virginian . rth the heart of the whole Nine has been every new girls for theasking. With wisdom, dignity, and youth seemingly unimpaired, the IVProfessionals returned again to their Alma Mater. If either year could be definitely classified, the III Professional yearmight be said to have been one of varied activity, and lA Professional, one ofspecial activity-service. A year of service they have striven to make thistheir last year., and if they have succeeded, it has been due to their prepara-tion for it, and the service that they may have rendered has returned to repaythem a hundred fold. It
. Virginian . rth the heart of the whole Nine has been every new girls for theasking. With wisdom, dignity, and youth seemingly unimpaired, the IVProfessionals returned again to their Alma Mater. If either year could be definitely classified, the III Professional yearmight be said to have been one of varied activity, and lA Professional, one ofspecial activity-service. A year of service they have striven to make thistheir last year., and if they have succeeded, it has been due to their prepara-tion for it, and the service that they may have rendered has returned to repaythem a hundred fold. It has been also a year of reckoning in terms of prep-aration, and thinking in terms of community, country, and world service. Dear Alma Mater, this their fourth and last year under your protectingand guiding hand has been the happiest and yet the saddest of them all. Inreturn for the wisdom, the happiness, and aspirations that you have giventhem, they offer vou their loyalty, gratitude, and love. Page Forty-one. ONE ACT PLAYCHARACTERS Teacln Grace Beard [ Merle Davis \ Helen Drajier Edith Harrell Mrs.—Kathcriiic Stallard Mrs.—Elizabeth McClunt Harriet PurdyHattie GreshamMary Stephenson Lucy—the Maid. Time—Easter—1931. Place—Teacheraee at X Old Clas> mates and )spot, I (The living- room of the teacherage. Maid straightening- room. EnterGrace, just from school, with arms full of books and papers. Throws bookson table and sighs deeply.) —Oh ! dear me. teaching, teaching, for ten long years. Nothing but Latineither. Sometimes I wish Cicero had never been born, and that Virgil haddied in infancy. I thought I had a hard time at school but Id give every centof my salary, such as it is, to be back again with our old crowd. (Dropsinto a chair, leans head upon table wearily.) (Enter Merle with school books,lays books on table and speaks to Grace.) Say Grace! whv so wearv this afternoon? Didnt we hear from any moreof the girls? Grace—Ive been t
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