the f i r at of each [n thii /ith a yell and orr he cnoor 1 outlines b.-"ief'l;/ our p'ir.n of ou-.-.I ic~ Uiou. :/e jump in canons with many a splash Ths r; ; -!oorv-l n u i u u l e for printing Is And go to ohe float with a leap end a dash. a l-.jct.3u froif th,; contri.j.:tions ro..u on A girl picks a lily and dumps the canoe, ound,'.,^. cveaingG. In uh;ae 3.^nda/ .;vea 4 .;; , Thea off come the bloomers, blouse, and a programs ::o sincerely hopo L!-::».t ,".11 '..i'.'1 she e, •;nr tici'K'te, f o r , the.jgh ::c have: e l e c t e d ",'iTiiio the oth-.r comes o f f , each one tries a f;t-'ff -.:hich ;.e w i l l de :end oa for r-• Lto float ori 1, SV.JH r.'.or;; i.,. !ort; j nt to ..is is your Until all the clothes are tied to the boat. help. Thi« is the f i r s t y-3;;r th^U .::; hav:; had the opportunity of orintia : t—a "Hip'-lo" --:>0-k ,..; ,.eex. ijp us tais see: .s " ~ri) Li r; '5set for in Join ° no *o v ; r - > - -lo to capUu.ro ooi .e of TJ/J-J caar;., of ou 1 " c--u.p l i f e r.-prp :it . err i -;- oodc, ./kic'.' ,.'0 c-:n TO SHERRY keep t'arou--:li tlio ye':ro in r. m t . a i - 1 fcr. . '.nother -.-jroosr waic/) \/e ho ;e -..'ill jo f u l - Oh, blue-eyed baby, so small and sweet fil loci jy "ca..so printvjd -;a.loiO'is ir? bo '.7ith tender smiles and chubby feet. God and angels sent him here keep a re-cord of 3V :nto and ^'.oople -.0 knev; and enjoyed during our stay at camp. To b r i n g us happiness and C-.eer. Our aims having been stated, we sin- Hisrosy lips are cupid bows cerely hope 'ohat at the end of camp, v.hen And everyone loves his little pug nose; we all return home, the " R i p p l e " w i l l Hio cheeks have quite a f i r e y glow serve as a souvenir of this glorious suimae:jfj-aid his tvioth are just as white as snow. at Lerrie-V/oode. V/hen t o u r s r o l l from his big blue eyes, It is like a big c l o u d , dimming the skies; But when he smilo-s comes bubbling through, Tht sun is bright and the heavens are blue. _'• / !•• __'. ' i J • .1 i -^J*,!.;.'..-—;-^ So to the L e w i s ' s we all say, You have more than a lot to be proud of tou; — Lary beverly Fite —
Vi
kOVISS AT M3RRI3-WOODE
Breezing Kerne—Back to Merrie-V/oode Shall Ve Dance—The Big Apple Tli-; Big Broadcast—Senior Knights' entertair See the shadows on the lawn, merit Stealthily creeping like a fawn. Big Business — -,/ilawood after Taps Mama Steps Out—counselor's night off Soon will come the early dawn, Girl Overboard—dumping test Bringing with it the bright new morn. Ano th:; r Da wn—R>- v e i 11 e Lore Than A Secretary— Delia Holmes In the morn- the shadows lean to the west Tiday I Am A Lan—John Guy \7ith such glorious, wondrous z e s t j Sing, Baby, Sing—Cakie Red, Hot, and Blue—Sbtty Smith doing a At noon the sun's high in the sky half Gaynor And not a shadow meets your eye. One In a Killicn—Eanimie Louhtain 'Lueic—Frogs at night Now the shadows have grown tall Call It p. Day—aftor writing for the Ripple And the night prevails o'er all. — Rosalyn Reid Ellen Archer — V, TKS" GHADO.VS
A BOAT RAGe 01T LAX
T i .; L^FD Oi-' BOOKS
Have you ever tried to boat-v-ce oa tlie T lovo tc travel to the land of books, lake? If you haven't, I should think that Sjpe c h i l d r e n r:onder j u s t h o w that land it -.vas almost time you tried it. The las* look's time I tried it the rain started closing it j^.a P,ad-Riding Hood, Cinderella, and in on us and it 'vas a race t o r shelter frorr ^j,,., j^r, _, ba-irsthe rain as woll as for v i c t o r y . But I goldilocks ia- aitting'on one of the chairs, think you can guess which ono mattered the Rin , Arthur is ridi Qn h i s ^^ ho most. It r e a l l y c o u l d not have b;en more n&n3el ^Q .^ j & i d tn were x exciting if it had be™ the Vender-built CupG o o d b y C j Huapty ^ th I l f f l ± hoffl ' to Race, for we were both pulling on our oara as if we were in an old Roman galley with a Qf th , p t t i e s t land I have e^ver seen. Yv'hip slashing do-vn on our bacss at short intervals. Also another thing that I wi — auelie Landry — not hc-.vo to tell you is who ,jon, for 1 would not be relating this story on this rainy afternoon if my opponent had -..'on. — Betsy Brunk —
There arc SOE.C ^irls naE.od 'fuup '."no keep you on the jump. Dicing taps and rftor taps You hear those terrible ,V..iraps.
i I \ h\ ,r-^,' f.-,v.,>~^N „ "„ U i !• / ••"' r/\. •? \
i v
a croaxins; f r o g , felloes of a b:-,rking d-o. 3J , A cot:y ohach and voice3 ,3ay, And people at their v;ork and play, A bright, \v-;,rm s-.-.n, t\r blue sj A mountain tnat r e - c h e - ni;-,n, A w a t e r f a l l , a bright cr.noo, All these things Go-d made for y j u . SkilJ! TO THE "RIPFL3"
H e r e ' s to the chiggor ',\Trio a i n ' t no bigger Than the head of a small sized pin. But the welt that he raises Itches like blazes, And t h a t ' s where the rub comes in.
There i :; a young counselor named Betty, .'•/lie "t-aiccs-up" anu ia n^ver quite ready; A ceinb of hi, r h e i r , a knot h i r e and thero, And then she is not even ready. Ther ; ' o rouge on her cheeks, powder on her "CL'JijV
,
And, by all aeons, she has the best-looking clothes. 3he rnuso love the airror, ' cause she's alway
—Mary (Sugar) Nicholson g c , 3Kin , ; a t'her face or maybe her huir. ....... She has red on her fingers, red en her l i w s , (' <\ ' .ok n her orows, ana she trucks with h^r \ , \=
xi'' ^^'.V . .... '
:,ut 'ALT aad all
3'.:
she's n great little gal,
t jo h>..:r chack-E'ates and a wonderful pal,
WANT ADS Rooms for rent Three furnished rooms with baths for rent. Beautifully locrxted one mile up the mountain. Continuous musmc furnish— ef by the rippling rhytlu. of the water falls. Phonographic recordings every fifteen minutes by request. Log fires and hot water without exi>ra charge. Wonderful view down Lake A i r f i e l d served with breakfast at any old time. Extensive library, tuneful piano, and • bathtubs for personal enjojzment. Access ible, preferably by foot, horseback, or car. Goo 1 breezes, misty clouds, fair weather and spicy conversation are available at all hours. Sail boats, canoes, and the joys of swimming are available after a short hike down the mmntain. Bountiful supply of mail each day. Girls seeking summer romances need noy apply. Address all inquires to High Heaven, Camp Merrie-Woode, Sapphire North Carolina. 5 Alumnae Girls Desperate, Fanny, Ruth CIMACTSR SKETCH 1. Very versatile, looked up to by all children. She has twinkling eyes and a bright face. Clever ways of letting people know what she thinks of them. Sxp ects her wishes and demands carried out, 2. Dark and pleasing to the eye. She do does a number of things exceptionally well. Though a camper, she is mature, for her age and extremely hard to understand. A little inclined to stay aloof and a little affected at times. J. Quite yaung at tines and yet very matur Interesting to talk to and attractive in manners and looks, A little too timid and the type person you wonder about without particularly caring about. We would like to know more about this person, 4, She enters into activities with her whole heart, To« rowdy, no sense of neatness, and seems to know a great deal about ether peoples'business. Despite the first impression we fsel sure she will be iyal to those she likes and that she possesses a true sense of proportion. 5. Only polite to whom she does not like, she nakes a true and loyal friend to those she does. Neat and attractive looking she has a bright and nervous charm that draws one to her. No one could be more indepen^dent, yet at times she makes herself too
too obvios. ;Ve admire herunbroken spirit. 6, SKIling and cheerful ste is as much fun o.s anyone we know, A little inclined to take advantage of people and certain tilings. She has a quiet charm, but is too easy to know to excite any interest, ",Ve admire her even dispositin. Desperate, Fanny, Ruth BEAUTY AT NIGHT Mary Cabot Lull As the ruoon came up over the hiil I heard the soft chant of a whip-poor will The skies were a-fire with a glowing light, That shone like magic or the mountain height. Hie elouds were a-glow with a silvery ban And the water twinkled on the glistening sand. The lake wijrh its ripples shone with the night, Enough to make any nature-lore r sigh with delight. As I turned down my covers to climb into bed, I closed my eyes aria bowed ny head, To thank the Alm.ighty for all M had done, And for tomorrow's rising sun, BEAUTIFUL WORLD Carter VaDeventer Amelie Landry Beautiful flovrers on Lake Fairfield's shore As you look you see more and more, The prettiest lake that has ever been ma made nnd those beautiful water lilies never do fade. The mountains almost as high as the sky, And the beautiful clouds go floating by If you will come to this camp in the mountains, You will see the water falls sprinkle like fountains The beautiful sunset at the close of the day, Brings joy and cheer all of the way.
TIME
By Ann Law lei* Time Is the greatest factor of all, never lying and og an everlasting flow. However in its eternal flow, time id. not idle/ Erasing sorrow, solving problems, and bringing about changes are all works of this mighty god of the centuries.
A in'tcha had a desire to go on the lake P eer into the water, watch a little
snak$, P erhaps See a little fi*og With great
big eyes, R earning around a-looking for a meal made of flies, Enter a woods growing brighter every day, I die about a hillside so grassy and green, Time alone will tell whether the A nxious to see all that really can be famous aviatrix, Amelia Aerhart, will seen, return safely to this world of wondering To cling close to nature, and let her worried people. teach, Time will bring the answers to the problems of scientists with their search I ndependence and perseverance out of most of our reach, for further knowledge; statesmen seek0 h, what a joy such pleasuis Kally can ing for a better and more smoothly run be government; and Christianity with i$rs N othing can replace them for you or disregarded motto;"Peace on earth;, Good for me, «ill Toward ken." Virginia deGraffenreid Someone once told me something that I would like to repeat and link ap with VHR3ES FROM THE MERRIE-WOOSDE ALBUM a name. He said, "A young girl of sixteen is not to be lauded for her beauty Edna works hard with a will, and sweetness, but a woman of sixty is Upon the project on the hill, due praise who through the years has To finish it by this year, kept those qualities, though joyous Is the wish of every camprr here, youth is far away," The lady to whom I So faithfully let us work umntil, am referring is Miss Coit. The p r o j e c t ' s finished on tire hill, I brought out this point so £hat I might end my essay -with the proverb, Good old CiCi feeds us "Time alone will tell", When our tummies yearn for fuel, To brighten birthdays by the lake, BSE TRIES TO FENCE ,CiCi shows up with a cake, Bee somehow thought she could fence. Mrs. Stoke ly to our delight, She decided to try it dne night, Sings to us each Sunday niglt, From Hickie she ran here and there, Her voice so sweet and so clear, Till Hickie said, "Come out and fight". Warms our hearts and brings us cheer, At this Hickie stated, and then, H e r e ' s to a Counsellor namedcBrookie, Bee didn't feel like more fencing then When she dives off the board ?je say looki Hickie got done all she wanted to do, She teaches us all, And Bee certainly thought it w as time To spiffing, not to fall, she was through. So from diving we'll never ^lay hookie, Carter VanDeventer and Ann By Burnett, Castleman, Matt, on Stokely The sky is beauTul and the mountains reach high. As to touch its towering frame. Below the mountains by the lake, (Lake Fair fie 1st is its name), A camp sits by its waterfall, Resounding from the hill, There comes an echo from the hall From beautiful and breath-taking, things To the camD below, and as it r:.n~s. The girls of Camp Merrie-Wood:? •" ' - It its call.
Story Of „;;•- 03 On a bright summer Bay, a young girl named Silly fell in love with the Steuart of the steamship, S.S. Montgomery. He was a regular Guy named Irvine. When courting her, he took her for a Walker in the Parker, He said, "Thweat, I love you. You Otter marry me." She said, "Don't Harris me." But, she finally did Grant him her heart. Together they went under the Archer and crossed Overstreet to the church. They sailed on theS.S. Montgomery for their honeymoon to Marbury in England. While on the ocean, the ship sprang a Leake. It had Martens than it could carrjfl. Ths sailors got in a. Fite and the captain in a Hayes shout sd, "Ring the Bell and' Weil down the life boats". They landed on an Allen with nothing but Stokely beans and Cake, and built Holmes. Irvine and Sally built a farm and had a large Barnwell. Ons morning Irvine went out to the Barnwell and got his Plowden and Till— man the fields. Years later the whole Dammia family went back, Burnett, Oabot Lull, Matton
To Henry Morton Here 's to Henry With.the shy smile, Who beats certain men About a mile. Her profession need not bo told Because it's known by young and old She remembers her children&s birthdays That is just one of her good ways, SD here's to our pretty champ, Who, wo hope, is not a vamp.
CAMP MERRIE-WOODS Here's to Camp Merrie-Woofie We aing and we shout. The best of the camps In all of the south. We ride and -we danoe With the greatest of, ease, And we go to Sally If we have a disease, Goorgcne Thorn
OLD BALD Betty '.feil Like the face of an old man, Standing there beneath the sky, Standing there in th sunshine FiSr ages past and u.ges nigh, Never changing as it stands there, Standing there in r'.,in or shine, Looking down uponfoliemountr.ins, Mountains low and every kind. It will stand there forever As it's stood there yorrs and years. It has never changed expressions Through its joys and through its tears. Betty Weil A MOONLIGHT RIDE Judy Spellman Ripple, ripple, ripple J sounds the water from afar. The red canoes are gliding Beneath the- northern star. The friendly moon is smiling From-a str.rlit sky, As if to say "Good evening" As they go riding by.
HIS WISH Ann Lawler Love or power, which was* his. want? The people wondered, and many did. frown. Then David spoke, and these were his words "The woman I love is more than my crown", A romance in history was Bade with these words, Glorious but sad was his final address. His woman was happy, but vhi of the throngs? Many were joyous, but more were depressed. Which do you envy, David cr George? Gfeorge with his country,, Daiad his heart. Idol of nations is idol nomore.
For ni
Will David be happy wilh England not his? Though he took what he cherished, ^o-will not taurt, His mother still loves hi-;, his brother is king, His crown's thrown away, for love was his want. OAIvlP MSRRIE-ilfOOEE Merrie-lVoode is the ideal camp. It boasts many a champ.. Swimmers and riders and craftsmen and all Who with regret leave in the fall. They may shed many a. tear, But they all try to come back next year., So ra, ra, ra, for the greens and the gceys, And losing, cheerful, Eaoraie Day. Lake Fairfield Lake Fairfield's filled with lily padsAnd every year the number adds. The lake gets covered more and more From the center to the shore. In its depths lisre many fish, But few get caught and. put in a dish. And also there the lizards live, There, fun to daze and pleasjare give All these live in Fairfield Lake, But we leave them there just for its sake * By Betty feil
" GONE iVITH THE 1YIND" (In Camp) Scarlett — Delia Holmes Rhett Butler — Dr. Sherrer Ashley Silkes — John Guy Frank Kennedy — Tate Irvine Ellen O'Hara — Shirley Leake Carroen O'Hara — Bee Dimick Melanie — Betty Steuart Mr5' O'Hafca —- Dammie Aunt Pittypat — Carmen Beau — Sherry Bonnio — Piggie Squeal (Betty Weil) Tara •— Camp Morrio-Woode
MSRHIE-^OODE'S HEAVEN Gliding o'er Lake Fairfield's waters blue, Beajitiful heaven is made anew. All beauties of the earth are gathered horo; The mountains around us their proud heads rear. •Yhilo in the distance may be heard the fall, And Fairfield's peace reigns o'er all, Anne Stokely THESE UFUSUAL COUNSELLORS If we had r. girl who could swim like Cakie, If we had a girl who could, ride like Hickia, If we had a girl who could play tennis like Henry, Oh, what a girl that would bei. If wo had c, girl who could teach archery like Shirley, If wo had r. girl who could announce like Bee, If wo had a girl who could direct camp like Danuiiio, Oh, what a girl that would bci By Someone who is jealous.
1.10VIES AT MERRIE-ffOODE Sr.sy Living — Apprentice counsellors Midnight Madonna — Betty Carper She Had To Eat — Jane Steuart Exclusive — Counsellors' Lodge Seventh Heaven — High Heaven Sweet Surrender — Giving Up Candy Duality Street — The Line Suttor's Gold — Panning Gold At The Waterfall The fen Who Knew Too Much — Tate Top Of The Town — Darmiie High, Wide, And Handsome — John Guy
August 1st Bright flames mounting skyward Into the blue so clear Make heaven seem much closer And God seen very near. It makes your hearts seera lighter And makes you want to be Closer to your fellow friends But closer still to Thee. Mary 3. Fite JUST E-.AGIN3 3y The Nuts Just Imagine vjuiet after Taps No birthdays and no Gakie Carmen leading 'Big Apple" V/ildwood painted red V/ilbur Fite with no mail I-o water lilies Fanny ".i'oodruff without a hammer Candy every hour A dry bathinp: suit Hickie on penny Us without CiCi And last Camp without Dammie Dusk transformed itself into dark, And they s'id to •••:•.& " Cocie down froa the hill, Come into the valley below To the cleanly laic1 table And the evening meal". "Lo, wait not for me, " I cried, And still their shouts echoed, Disturbing my hour of peace. Did they not realize That there is much time For work and earthly things• So little time fo. life's beauty? I suppose they could not know That all I wanted was A cup of moonlight A slice of cool sky And a dish of snail stars. Fanny Baldwin A ELKii Betty '.Veil The pages went over Old Bald On a bright and sunny day They stumbled over many cocks, For nearly all the way. They travelled on and on, So farther away they went Till they thought they were Far away in Kent. When they got on the top, They had more and more fun, They walked around all day,
Till the setting of the sun, And then they travelled homeward. But most of the way they slid They were going to have fun, And ,man they did.
1. 2. 5.
4. 6,
7. 9. 9. 10
BOOKS 3y Louise Jahncke Lorraine Bernard Little l£anffha.fcKow - Sherry Treasure Island - Pirate Party And Npw_ Good-3ye - Leaving for a hike Call It Freedom - Going to Fairfiel Inn The House At Pooh Corner - Winnie's Snack AJ. All Quiet 'On T e 'itestsrn Front After Taps On the Line Little ivlen .- Tate, John, and Dick ^As You Like It - Camp Merrie-Woode Kow am Forever - Camp .Merrie-Woode's Memories Gone £.ith The Wind - The End Of Camp
The beautiful lilies on Fairfield Lake, Their sterna are so long that they look like a snake. The water is smooth as it ripplea along, It makes me think of the tune of a song. Kow I mu81 atop, Cause I look like a flop. Ame1i e Land ry COUNSELORS' ALPHABET Artistic - Alma Beautiful - Brookie Careful - Cakie Delightful - Delia Efficient - Sdna Fastidious - Florence Gregarious - Graffenreid Hitting Henry Industries Ijams Joyous — Jean Kind - Kate Lovely — Lisle Marvelous - Molly Niee - Nell Obedient - Otter P. Q.
n.
Swift - Shirley Tidy - Tidy U. V.
Winsome - Winnie
LOVELY MERRIE-WOOI The beauty of Camp Merrie-Woode, Its lovely trees and lake, With the summer sunshine And sunset that's no fake. I love the gorgeous mountains That seem to ceach the sky, They seem to go forever, They look so large and high. With all its combined beauty That is set here for us, We love with awe and wonder These things we wouldn't muss. Betty IVeil DREAMING OF YOU Gamp Merrie-Woode, I ' m dreaming, Dreaming of you once again. And I do hope that I can Come back to you once more. Pining for rippling waters, And for the mountains high, Longing to see the cabins Hidden among the pines, Just to see the lilies And to hear the water fall. I've always known the campers Loyal and thoughtful and true And I do hope that I can Some day come back to you. Mary Cabot Lull A NATURE GREED I believe in the brook as it wanders From the hillside into glade; I believe in the breeze as it whispers When evening's shadows fade. I believe in the roar of the river, As it dashes from high cascade, I believe in the light of shining stars I believe in the sun and the moon I believe in the flash of the lightning, I believe in the night bird's croon. I believe in the faith of the flowers I believe in the rock and the sod, For in all of these appeareth clear, The handiwork of God. Unknown
TKS3E U1IUSUAL CAMPERS If we had a girl who has hair like Fannie Woodruff, If we had a girl who had a complex ion like Go1die Smith, If we had a girl who had eyes like Garter VanDeventer, Oh, what a girl that would be. If we had a girl who had teeth like Nancy Hill, If we had a girl who had a personality like Willie Fite, If we had a girl who had a figure like Mary Mont, Oh, what a girl that would be. 3y someone who is jealous. COUNSELOR'S ALPHABET The Most Artistic - Henry Beautiful - Shirley Childish - Dottie Sprott Dangerous - Carmen Efficient - Winnie Faithful - Betty Stauart Gracious - CiCi Happy - Tidy Intellectual - Brookie Jolly - Snooks Kind - Hickie Lovable - Dammie Musical - Florence Nonchalant - Ann Otter Optimistic - Nell Oman Peppy - Molly Quiet - Mary Lou Derrterry Responsive - Dottie Smith Tactful - Cakie Understanding - Sally Nurtz Vampish - Delia Winsome - Alma Salley eXotic - Betty Carper Youthful - Martha 13am Zbalous - Bee Tado Clements
CAMP FIRi
8th
July the Jlst was the night of carnp fire, EverycLne was so excited. 3y seven thirty the whole camp was assembled in front of the Gab in porch. Then they wer lined up by shacks, After that we march ed to the baseball diamond singing hiking soags. Thj big fire was lighted as soon as we got thore. Seise of the older old campers tried to light the smaller f i r e s but they v.-oiM nojr burn. Just -3 about that time Paul cane and lighted them. :7hen everyMng was settled, Alma told us a v;onderful Indian legend. Thus ended a memorable camp fire. Betty Weil TO NIPPY Little Nippy is lost today, He v:as so stern and gay. And so very f u l l of zest. Did you go eao or west? We hope he hasn'l" gone very far Or boon run overby a car V;e ho'oo he' S just gone for a little spree, And will be back soon brave and free. So we, the campers, in our sorrov;, Hope that he'LL be back by the morrow. Betty Bailey COUNSELLORS Best Disposition Henry Morton Cutest Betty Steuart Prettiest Shirley Best Figure Martha Ijams Best Dancer Betty Carper Best Complexion Dottie Smith Lost Musical Florence and Francos Most freckled Brookie Most Personality Bee Pretties Kate Jones Prettiest Eyes Gakie Prettiest Hose Betty Smith Prettiest Teeth Sally (of the durnp$> Prettiest Mouth Winnie The Most Happy-go-lucky Ann Otter Smallest Feet Dottie Sprott Sweetest Molly Biggest Apple Delia Best all around trash caller Snooks Best under the sun Tidy Best under the moon Carmen Best all around Hickio Jane Blackwoll, Betty Bailey, Virginia Ferguson
BEAUTY SEEN AT THE GLOSS OF THE DA! -,s I p a d d l j over Lake FairfieH, Just as the night draws nigh, I gaze at the beaut;/ around me, The mountains, the trees, and the sky The The The .'ire
bluish grey of the water, day's dying light, peaceful look of the mountains signs of the coming night,
How beautiful is it all When the Ion: day is done, And night comes stealing softly Bringing peace to everyone.
The pages went on an overnight trip Instead of by land they went by ship. They paddled and paddled for a long long way, And they wore prepared for a long, long stay. They landed their oboats on a rocky shore They were so tired they could paddle no more. They ate their supper and they got in th their beds For they were very sleepy heads. Amelia Landry
CAMP FADS Mildred:, Johnson Frances Matton Mildred Lee 1. Hi, Toots 2. 5. 4. 5. 6.
on your back in adhesive tape . Playing jacks Big Apple and Bow, Bow, Old Belinda "earing bandanas Piping Making pie beds
There was a dog named NIP Who belonged to Dammic Day He played with the campers aM lofeed them, And he won many hearts that way. I KNow that the whole camp, especially me, hopes that he will soon be found. Lucinda Robertson
August 8th WHY ISN'T ? Why isn't Anno Carter a runner 'instead of a WALKER? Why isn't Edna a trout instead of a BASS? Why isn't Fannie Liz a pie instead of a.CAKE? Why isn't Fanny a Woodsmooth instead of a WOODRUFF? '.Thy isn't Eleanor a Black instead of a WHITE? Why isn'l? Ann a weasel instead of an OTTER? Why isn't Jane a Hackspring instead of a BLACKWELL? Why isn't Molly a Talbed instead of a T^LCOTT? 'Thy isn't Frances a Lily instead of a ROSE? Why isn't Dammie a Night instead " o f a DAY? ALL THE IJUT3 L. Caldwell M. 3. tiCQjiire A. 0. Walker L. Robertson rr T f*t :-r\
r-1. -p ? T *~1
. u u o i jiiviAjj-j.ri.ti
1. 2. 5. 4. 5* 6.
V/illy^Pearce with a soft. voice., Mary Harris with straight hair Loby,'..)doing a half gaynor Mary. Allen Uiloon fat Sarah Button with her hair cut Louise Jahncke sore after otrotcl
7. Ja,ne oteuart dieting 8. Eleanor Whitworth a-j a brunette 9. Hickie with a bad disposition 10. Tho Lake without water lilies. Ivlilda?ed Lee ; ' Liildred Ann JohnsonFrances Matton Plauche
YESTERDAY . This beautiful day now behind ne I should like to Eelivo, For the hours slipped too quickly Like water through a sieve. The kind things I meant to say, Are all left unsaid, For many harsh thoughts, today, Went in their stead. M. E. 3.
Ac I we.:: alone one dark summer night, I hoard fair, L voices and a dim fading light. 3ut clearest of all, in quick sharp tones, I heard th_ crickets as I'was alone. Mary Cabot'- Lull FLOWERS There are many flowers to be found at Kerrie-iToode, If you will only look real good The ones you will find are usually wild, But this makes no difference to a child '.'/ho brings them home in his hands But to some one who understands, T6 pick one of the wild beautiful things Would be almost enough to send you to Sing-Sing. Charlotte Sprunt Oh, God if onljj I could say Just what is in my heart today, Oh, if my lipc would only tell, About the things I love so well. I could describe the things I see The hills, the lake and the tall pine : , tree. 3ut you .have your own heart to feel The iiJaings my lips cannot reveal, 3o let us all just be 'aware Of this wonder, That our hearts ilia re. liiry 3. Fitc PEOPLE Dammie: •Tv/inkling eyes that glisten, "with a light, A lovely smile that1s winning to sight A voice that s as soft as the morning dew. I give you Dammie who loves me and you. Sherry! He has a cute little smile And a mass of golden hair, His cheats are rosy, And his skin is fair, Hickie; To have Hickie in camp, Is a very rare treat But when it comon to horses She can j? be beat. L.'iary Cabot Lull
AUGUST THE EIQiTH IS ;,ND ISK'T LWO little balls with fur of: white little red eye a so very bright Tory affectionate with everyone, And hihing is their greatest funÂŤ Their food they hide like many beasts To eat, perhaps at a midnight feast. They live in s. cage of wire and wood Are sometimes bad and Hometimes good, Cha rlo tte Sprunt This E a slietch of the looks and dispositions of certain counselors: avid what they remind the writer of. LOCKS DISPOSITIONS A. Otter toy Boston bull twinltling star K. LORTOK Dignified Deb Sugar and Cinnamon Indian
Steadfast rnuasur ing worm
3 rookie Brown Brushes' Eggs
A Bottle of B\;;jet and soot hing beer; Molasses and a good ogg
pale windb lown sand D. Holmes A Tnite GARdenia
A young boy fishing (patient) Honey andPepper
3, Smith BronzeStatue Stepin Fetchit Desperate Indian Pipes A Fire Engine Please do not take any of this seriously for I wrote it in a hurry.
TU When I was a camper at Merrie-'.7oode Ihero was a hip broken cat, And everyone did whatever he could, To help him; and that was that, L. Robertson
: am igott During the lasj? tv;o weeks we have had two very interesting visitors. The first was Mr, Keith, Vihile he was here he took the people who were iiteiosted in wild flowers on a field trip,. He waa surprised to find a v:ild purple orchid growing here. He said.rbhat he had not seen one in this part of the country in the past thirteen years,,That uight, after the f i e l d trip, he showed us pictures he had done of the w i l d f l o w e r s in pastels, Mr, Keith is plannig to put these pictures in E book he is writing. MY FIRST ATTEMPT ,xT 333ING Angelina Tillman "Oh, Betty, may I bob to-day?" was lay first reaark when I went to boats today. She flatly refused me and aid that I must Charley River for a while. That made ma angry, but I got a caaoe out and tried to Charley River. After about t e n minutes I carae an and asked the same question. This time she said that I May if I had to. Being very joyous over my victory I got ready to bob. Then I got in the lilies and the wind started to blow. I couldn't turn around. Since I couldn't get out of the lilies, Betty suggested that I TAIL*EKD paddle. Well my fate sojiua to be falling in. the water Ihe lilies were so slimy and. they clung to my legs. After Betty and Mary Archer r e s c u e d m.3 a few times our boating period was up and I don't know a thing more about bobbing than I did before. But I'll get to it some day. That is ray motto.
TR33 HOUSE
August 15tl
We looked and looked to find a trot In which to build a lisnuoo that we Could really call our own One to be made by us a,lone. V/e found the tree and set to work. Raising a lair that v/e could lurk* To watch the antics of campers gay, From early morn to close of day. Fern Lodge
ir. su.i-er jr-.erne~«oode campers, Run arjur.c and shout. Ilwy hcve love of fun ••hich vhay cannot -doubt. From tlie very youngest, To caiapers older far, They live right here together, And its beauty they don't mar. So, here's to '-lerrie-V/oode, V/hore we have lots of fun, I have to go in swimming now, So I must run. Betty .'ail
TK3 YEOMEN'S HIKS LAKE FAIRFISLD V/e v,jre told at breakfast on Friday to meet Jean on the bavk porch* V/e all '>|l knew that wo we re going to V/hite sides. The squires were gjing to Primeval Forest. After all of our excitement i/e found out that we couldn't go because the squires were using the tarpaulin. It was set for us to go Saturday after rest hour. Saturdr.y came. After \:e got atarted, we rode in thr truck stopping in Cashiers at V/est's. to get something to drink. After v/e had driven for sometime we got out of the truck at our ot. The first thing; to ;atch our sight was a patera of blackberries. V/e made a rush for them. After eating a grand supper., wa' made our packs and washed the dishes. V'e roasted marshmevlloT; around the fire. Tate explained what to do if we were bitten by a snake. After singing Taps we crawled into our beds, but not for long. It began to pour and we v/ere flooded away. V/e rushed for the tarpaulin but that wasn't much better than being out in the open. "Who's got a duxbak, there's another leak over here. I'm sitting in a river. " such were the cries. Then Betty Hill's toothbrush came floating by. Tate said we had to go home. Everyone picked up her things ,,;
As I was on the lake today, I aaw the water lilies bright and
g£-yI hearard the falls very clear, They seemed to be very near. And the birds sweetly sang, V/e thank Thee, God, for everything.
Monday morning, the horse back trip left with twelve very enthusiastic pjop.le. After riding all morning In the rain, we stopped at a li.ttlo mountain cabin and had lunch. V/e probably would have eaten lunch out on the porch, but two sweet old ladies invited us to eat in their dining room. V/e went into their kitchen and dried ourselves and our clothes. Then after eating our lunch and some -delicious cucumbers that they gave us, we talked to them and they ahowed us pictures of their children, grand children, an and their great grand children. They v/e re so nice to us that we hated jso leave. V/hen we reached our camping ground ( a cow pasture), we .watered the away. horses and cooked an extraordinary supper. V/e told marvelous ghost store ane lie did. Mildred wanted to sit In a puddle and she did. 17 e got settled in tie ies and went to bed. During the second watch, it rained so hard that we truck only to find that it was stuck in had to sleep under the tarpaulin. V/e the mud. After much pushing and pulling were.packed in there like sardines. we got out and started for home . «7e all It was fun and 'we all slept splendid^* sang until we got to the gate then we reThe next morning we woke up to mained quiet so as not to awaken the cams find ourselves eaten up by nats. V/e slept on the mats in the castle and After breakfast we climbed as far ate breakfast in our p.i's. in the Cabin. up Yellow Mountain as v/e coulfl . The All of our clothes were hung in the Lod/o horses could not go very far because to dry. It certainly was one of the best ••ath got too rocky and slippery. trips of the year. B. head. K.Li! dsay, M.G. Bond, Su."r<r his'
After coming down t' e mountain, we started for home , arriving; shortly after rest hour. V/e certainly thank Kickie and Lisle §or a v/onderful trip.
THE 3HIFV/RECK P^RTY Last night at supper, Winnie made an announcement that everyone was to come to the castle dressed in whatever they had on when the ship sank at midnight. Everyone come to the Castle early to see what everyone else was wearing. The most original costume was p.j's.? V/hon they lot us on the desert island, six cannibals worried uo nearly to death or we worried them. They soon retreated and Wimio said that since we were shipwrecked there would be entertainment for us. The fly family was there with all the usual members and also " let-tar fly", which was a pillow that hit each one of us. You unhappily laid an egg in the ' 1 14"little red hen" to everyone else's dol% light. You tried in vain to walk on a white line while watshing it through the wrong end of a pair of opera glasses. Last, but not least, you batted a ball into a waste- paper basket, or at least you tried to. An hour passed quickly and so ended a happy evening. Lucy Durham The squires vent upon a hike, And 'twas such a peach, V/e felt like we'd climbed lit. Pike, "When at last 5 of th painter;
Going home, that subject has been discussed quite a bit lately, and I think that to most it is a subject that wo would rather not think of. I hate to realize that there are only a few more days of this paradise tucked away in the liilla of North Carolina. Only a few more days of being with our friends who have grown so dear to us. But only a f'cw mor,. days of being with Dammie our ideal and example whom we will remember for many years to come. 'Tis true that there are onljs a for; more days left, but it is nice to remember tho week preceding tho last week of camp.
On the first night, fear, doubt a bit of homesickness, and discontent were prevalent feelir. "3 amorr' us. Then as camp progressed, there cane happiness, confidence, friendship and peace, which have stayed with us throughput the whole summer. And now near the end of our summer, come feelings of mingled joy and sorrow. Sorrow of leaving camp an'1 joy at tho thought of returning home to parents and friends who love us and await us. may -"- finis1- by saying that although we and all our material possessriP ions may leave Merrie-'.i'oode, the spirit of camp will stay with us fair ever and ever. Ann Lav; lor i i;!^
TRIP
Canoe, Canoe? '..'ell, we can. 'Twas a bright, a rain;/ morning when wo started on the canoe trip in cars. V/e put our canoed in at Rcsman and started dovrn the river. After our first few rapids we f/ot over our seasickness. Then cane the '--f first accident. Canoe number four hit a log. r.iore paddling. Canoe number four losjs its stern paddler, and shipped a good deal of witer. The canoe was dumped and moro paddling. After a while we stopped by a cornfield and ate lunch. A few changes v/ere Hade and we paddled on. 3am, bail, thunder. Lightning streak® ed the sky. The rain poured upon us and we all got wet. Canoe nuii.be r four hit a log and went down fast. The other canoes v/ere depassengcred rapidly and pulled up the stream. Then Cakio asked us to give up our well-chewed gum in order to patch the canoe. From then on everything went on smoothly. Vie, the canoe trippers seo the pasture, the fire, the food, and Paul. V/e v/ere awakened the next morning by Angle and Coco silking the cow. They got a teaspoon full of mitk. At Brevard we had our thirats quenched and then returned to Mor'rie—Woode. Wasn't our trip song pretty? Two Canoe Triple rs
August 15th
AUGUST 15th T T - i T-i"**-p-—v '">".}A,1 "^ eAi«U.i ""</~"^7 nrnTT? ~i.Jj r n.'i-..-•_.-] ^ivUA.-J iKiJr
TEE SQUIRES' KIK3 TO PRIMEVAL FORH1BT There were rumors that the squires were was a lovely day "./hen the campwere going on a hike but it was hard to ers started for the French Broad believe. Finally on lunch on Friday, Be-. River canoe trip. \'h were all so excit announced for all the squires to meet Tatc©<i that we could hardlyy talk and when on the porch. All the squires were there we did we stammered. Tato told us where we were going and At the river we put ranar canoes in there was such a whoop. After Tate told and started. '/e hadn'js gnno far when we us wo ran off the porch to bo the first heard the roar of the first rapid. We one to borrow the things we needed. V/c headed for the soothest part in hoped started about one hour after assembly* that all would be well. V/e hit a rock We climbed inta the truck and made ourwith a si-ash that wiggled our backselves comfortable. She truck left us bones. As I was in the first canoe I near V/hitesides. We had lunch just bebelieve that we got more than our share fore we readied the aummit. After a of knocks. while we came down. V/e hiked to the After paddling for a couple of hours forest and through it. V/c saw the largest ',vo ate our lunch on a sandy beach. cherry tree in the world. Later we Some of us went wading but most of us made camp and cooked our supper. Aftor i v/ere too hungry to take time out for that we went to bed. V/e sang Tap, that. just before we wont to sleep. </e woke In about an hour we started out up th.. next morning and made up our hik- again. V/e went over a few more rapids ing song. Then we had breakfast, After water bo came much smoother.. clouds for a long tine but we did not expect the sudden downpour wliiich caLie upon us. The wind and rain wore so hard that wo couldn't push our paddles against theiii. Just as wo were passing Rockbrook we heard a shout that one
Aurusta NoIan d ?e ',/ondcr Eow Bett
er black
Why Betty Stouart decided visit the infirmary iifhy there are only 8 canoe
on the do
V?hy Shirley was so embaiu.au>. other night when she net a certain caigper at Vifila v;ood Who cut Date's hair. vVhy V/innie ic trying to lose weight* Why Brookio couldn't ke^p up with the canoe Oakie was pulling. Don't we all?
water wo.e rushing in. After going back, wo watched Cakie mend the canoe. Our well ciiewed gum came in handy in meridind ,Jphe canoe by holding the canvas or* Finally we started out again. It ceased to rain and all went v/cll for a while. Soon we saw apples floating aQiVn th . stream, having decidcu to ga'is er them, wo started to zigzag from one side of the stream to the other, collecting them as they went. At last we reached the cow pasture. IVe put on dry clothing and had a grand supper. It was wonderful to see OiCi, Carmen, and Kate who came and cooked- our supper for us. Also it was grand to see Llary Mont and Hosalyn who came to we1done us to our one night home. Molly's birthday wa- ; celebrated in fine style with a delicious birthday cake. After supper no sat around the fire late hour, went to bed, satisfied with our trip. bu;., Coco Saal
A POEM OF THINGS WE LIKE
August 22 BACK TO YOU
Joyae Gaston N
/
J.r I could do what I wanted to, back Merrie-®oode to you, There I\ spend many days in fun, Being frierujLg to everyone. Seeing all the lovely things, Doing whatever camp life bringd. On a hike I l d early rise, After sleeping under staarry skies. If I could do what I wanted to, I ' d come back Merrie~Woode to you, MERRIE^WOOQE
Merrie~Woode to you we sing, To your lake and maple tree, And we'll come back next spring, To love and enjoy thee » W e ' l l sing to High Heaven ahd the water fall, To the counsellors and "Old Bald" But to Dammie dear well sing first of a all, As we eome and anawer Merrie-Woode 1 s call, Margaret Gold Smith GALA WEEK Doug Morton The last week of camp, Is the best throughout the year, And we hope for the kind 6f weather That's bright and clear. There is something going on
Every minute of the dajr Sometimes it! s a carnival, Or maybe it ' s a play* Last of all comes banquet night, When we eat and eat and eat, And the counsellors all T.G. Till they have blisters on their feet Then the next day we leave Which is sorrow to us all, But we can come back next year
And stay until the fall. THE OVERNIGHT HORSEBACK TRIP (of the knights and yeomen) It was a bright sunny day when the riders started out on the trip* 3efor we left, Dammie had us rids through the gate in pairs so that she could take pictures of us« Then we started on our trip. We had gone about t"miles when we stopped for ?'oo'
Oh, how How the mountain breeze, And the tall beautiful trees, AJJB) the stars that shine so bright J>own on w3 w^o sleep so tight,
How vie love little Nippy Tail, And the long and wandering trails That lead over mountains so very high As we go hiking, hiking by, Scotty Johnson and Eleanor White RIDING Isn't riding lots of fun? Out .over the hills benegth the sun, And the cool breeze blowing past Makes you seem to go so fast, Then Hickie holds out her hand, And everyone says, "Oh, how grand", Then you usually walk beneath, the trees With red and golden falliig leaves Maybe you' 11 trot through Atrickling brook, And for a snake you usually look Then we never fail To head for home, following the trail, Betty B ailey The pirate party was jolly good fun, I was a pirate— Guess whit? I wau shot with a gun, I tripped and Istumbled, "Twenty lashes'b, one mumbled, I ' m a pirate so brave and bdd, I've been killed many a time hunting gold. M.S. McGuduse SUMMER The wind is blowing the trees. y seem very happy. in the breeze, flowers are benuing here ana tnere, world seeinsShappy everywhere. Jans Stoke ly (con't) yard of s school houses After eating a grand lunch it started to rain. We took our rest hour on the floor of this school that .had been, -a church. Being tired the floor did not seem too hard, After riding on we found our camp spot* The truck had arrived with everything. After supper we sang, Hickie told us a story and finally we went td> bed a, tirod but happy group. Wo shall always rernenber this trip. Thanks to Hickie for makinr it so grand,
August 22 A TRIP TO WHITEWATER FALLS
dining room. She told us not to leave OUB shacks till seven fifteen. About seven fifteen all the counThe Senior Knights went on a three sellors came down dressed as pirates. day hike to Whitewater. On the second They blindfolded us and led us around morning we hiked from our camping spot to a cliff above the falls and began to climb for a little while but we finally down. After a long steep climb we* reached ended up at the Cabin. From there a treasure hunt started. There were the falls. They were lovely with a large eight clues. By the time we had finish caocade, then a stretch of rapids, and ed we felt like we had been ori a hike* than a very high falls- below. We wade da The treasure was a chest of popinto the water and be.^an to clircb up to tht; cascade. We slipped and slid and guns and candy. After the hunt we had the Chamber finally we were as high as we could go. of Horrors. In the chamber you felt di The view was beautiful and we stood and different parts of t>e dead man. The a dr.; i rod. it for a long time. name of the chamber fitted it perfectWe played around in the water and lay on the rocks until nearly lunch time. Then ly. After the party, we were all ready Gone told told us to come out and start for a good night!s rest, so we went to back to camp. We came reluctantly but our shacks and went to bed. were we glad to get to camp and eat. Joyce G-aston Coco Saal Rain, rain on the ground, Overcthe carap and all around. Over the lake it sprinkles like fountains It looks so pretty below the mountains. The mountains are pretty against the sky, And the pretty clouds go floating by. The sky gets dark and night comes on, Now I ' l l go to bed till the break of dawn. Amelie Landry OUR
MERRIS-WCODE A. Burnett
Merrie-Woode, dear Merrie-Woode, It breaks my heart from you to part. 'The f a l l ' a near, So from you dear, Wo all must; go. But when the summer Gomes again, Arid we can hear The gentle rain. Our hearts will yearn To return. Dear Merrie-foode to you. THE PIRATE PARTY There were rumors for days that the p pirate party was going t>o be on Friday evening. Bee tried to ko-ev; people from knowing it bt saying that the Virginia Ball would be that ••ilgV.:. ;<ut 0*1 Friday night at supper, r'e~.. - '., sxaUw.3 at.-, I mean a pirate liX'^oc screaming and rur ii\ x:~>
MOUNTAINS Eleanor McCormack Mountains seem to be so lonely, Topped with never ending snow. Mountains seem to be so lonely, Why they are we'll never know. High above our seas and oceand, High above the fruited plain. Mountains suffer from the sun's heat Mountains from the rain. Mountains seem to be so lonely, Topped with never ending snow. Mountains, arc you really lonely? Some way, can't you let us know? SKY WONDERS Lanore Galdwell The sky is lovely at twilight, When rose and purple gild it on high. The fleecy clouds move so swiftly, Till all .that is left by and by, Is the heavenly blue, Soon the darker blue will come, Then stars will appear, Twinkling eternally in their sphere. Soon the soon will rise Gilding oufl? lo-ke till it shines like gold, I hopy that I may hold Thic loveline:;;j to my heart F.,: ->on 1 ivust part and its wonders.
August 22 The brilliant sun at early morn Breaks the silence of the dawn. This burst of fire it always •• seems Awakes? me from my peaceful dreams^ I raise my head and I behold The rising sun of yellow gold. Then upon the lake my eyes Meet reflection of the azure skies. My eyes and. heart and soul are filled With nature's beauty fresh and stilled; I hear a voice but listen net, I lie in silence on my cot, I gaze into the faces bright Of a myriad of lilies pure, and white, Enthralled.with beauty of my land Made glorious:: by his- mighty- hand. Mary Beverly Fite
Is because, instead of rfcch, fine milk, They give him plain old water. The object was- to watch Is; grow And see Isn't stay just ®o> But now they feed them hofcii&e aame; And watch both of them grow, Mary Bevedy Fite RETURNING Soon w e ' l l be returning, Our camping days are o'er; Back to think of studies And of camping daysi.no more.
School does seem so dreary After happy days at camp-, Dear Dickie, While over a booK I study We suggest the following for the tree BSneath a lighted lamp, house: Wallpaper Pictures.-1 I hate to think of leaviijg, Couch Rug Electricity But yet we all must go Table Stove Radio To books and awful Math aand stuff Love seat. Bookcase Telephone That make one feel so low, Trapdoor (signed) Janie Bell SISSIE Cabot Lull Ann BS11 SISSIE Anne Dudley SISSIE A PRAYER Piggy Squeal SISSIE God, thank you that I am able to see. IS AND ISN'T Thank you that I can see the sun when it rises over the hills and lights the world On the cabin porch in a little cage in rosy splendor, and that,, I can see the Live Is and Isn't the mice. moon shining in its fair glory at night. Now most mice are just horrid That I can see see the flowers and trees But these are very nice. and mountains and sparking brookes and rippling lakes just when I open my eyes Is has eyes as bright as. fire and look. And fur as white as snow, God, thank you for thalj but open ray But I s n ' t ' s fur is very coarse eyes that I may look and see and underAnd his little eyes don(t glow. stand the more beautiful tlgnga of life. Those things that are often stumbling The reason for this differe-nee stones in my path to do ftfee right. Help Is what I ' m here to tell tonight: me to see these things in ttteir beauty of That Is gets all he wants to "eat soul as I see the outerbthings of life, But they don't feed Isn't right. May my life be bright, and shine like the sun to brighten someone else's path. ;The reason Is has firey eyes Help me to be as you would have me And fur as soft as silk for your sake, Is because, besidesshis other food, Frances Matton* They give him lots of milk. The reason I s n ' t ' s eyes and fur
Dear Campers: We thought you night like a copy of the Banquet Toasts to add to your Ripple, so here. they are. We "left-overs" miss you terribly and send love to each and everyone of you. Devotedlyj Dammi. e TO EMMIE My heart to Darnmie Goes out with my hand. I love her, we love her; She'll understand. When I drink to the earth, To the trees and the -bird, To the beauty oT night Like a symphony heard, To the love of our friends, To the warmth of the sod, To the fiaines of the fire, As they soar toward our God. &nd for all these things of beauty and rank, You'll understand when it's Dammie I thank . — Ann Lawler — A TOAST TO 3EE H e r e ' s a toast to dear, old liee, W h o ' s here to help us and to seeThat w e ' r e quiet after Taps. 3o ail the g r oup s w i 1 1 take nap s . And we raise our voices high Praises for Bee reach the skyi — Betty Weil — A TOAST TO- G . C . Each morning, each noon, each night, We look for some great delight, As we enter the cabin to sat, As as each one takes his seat, She sees the food that O.C.. gets, Which will not our "turanys." upset. But which will please our appetite, And will always make us feel right. So -give three cheers, don't you see For our one and only dear C.O. — Willie Pearce — TO THE KITCHEN GIRLS
TO M3RRIE-WOODELet's give a toast to Merrie-Woade, The camp we love so well, Just how much it means to us, Is rather hard to-tell. With Old Bald towering up above And the shining lake below, It couldn't be more perfect— No wonder Wo love it. so. The spirit of Camp Merrie-Woode Is the best'in all the land. The sports are entered into By everyone as planned. No songs can tell enough praises And praises aren't enough for thee. But deep clown in our hearts, We'll always keep your memory, —Mary Montgomery— TO TFE COUNSELLORS • And. now to the counsellors of Merrie—Woode The time's come, to bid you adieu. You've stood by us gamely this summer, Been so loyal, so kind, and so true That we when we think of Camp Merrie-ffoode Will always remember you too. —Lib Grant— TO THE RIPPLE H e r e ' s to the Ripple w e ' v e hailed eachwivcek. And h e r e ' s to those who have answered the call. In prose and verse -they have shared their thoughts And a camp souvenir have given us all. Pie re's to the nice new mimeograph, And here's to Delia, lienry, and Dot. May the Ripple always bring memories Of friends we kne*,7 and this beautiful spot. —Mary Cooper— TOASTS
RAFTS
Phis is a little toast I make To dear old crafts, I make my toast; To girls in the kitchen, Long may that work be our great boast. Who cakes, do bake. To all the counsellors, big or small, Food for us they prepare. Who help us on when we would fall; Dishes of this and that so rare. Encourageing us everyday A vote of thanks we all do raise, That Where'sa will, there is a way. For they who have worked to earn our praise. So lets all lift our glasses high, —Tado Clements— And ring crafts praises to the sky; —Sarah Sutton—
TO THE INFIRMARY A nail in my foot, chi To Sally I must go. She'll dab it with cotton, And then she's done. So h e r e ' s to Sally, the friend of all ails. Out come the splinters arid nails When 'round her y o u ' r e seen. And h e r e ' s to the Doc 'who's quite as nice. He tells us each time we need iceTo bring down our fever so high. He makes us say "ahh" and then thumps our chest, To return to us then cur long lost zest. But last we toast the place which is best, The place where wo find ovr resti ---- Lenore Oaldv/ell — GLEE GLU3 To
I t ' l l educate you, about the world you live in. To Gene you and to Tate you, I here celebrate you, In this-hcre toast I'm givin ' . — Eleanor Whitworth— TO DAI-ICING Here's to dancing, with a heel, toe, point, I timbers up each muscle and joint, It's good for your back, it makes it streigj Everyone do-js it, even Tate. So now I will close this little toast, Of dancing now, we all may boast. —Kit Feibleman — A TOA3" TO To riding I *pakc my toast, The sport which many like most, Each ride we anticipate- v.'ith delight, Hoping the day v;ill be' sunny and bright, To the riding staff my voice I raise,
When wt, sing, .., H.-,re s to riding, which we all adore, And it helps us to get along, 3o sing, make your pleasures seem doable —Mary Perkins Traugott— Sing, and you'll make life a song. TO ARGHERY TO TENNIS Leanr the rules and play the game And tho ' you thirk y o u ' r e bun, If you follow Henry's Fame is sure to cor?.:e. Grip the racket, throw Swing and follow thru, Over the net it's sure to go Hard and straight and true. So here's to the game of tennis, The grandest sport of all] And herd's to the teacher who's taught us so well Of the racket, the court,and the ball. —Mary Meek Brown— TO HIKING To We We We
hiking I will give a toast, ride or swim—but love hiking most. walk all day, and then sleep out; all love hiking -without a doubt. —Henrietta Ragland—
To archery now I meke this toast, A aport of which we all can boust. It strengthens the arm; it sharpens the eye I quickens the aira as the arrows go by. And those who c-an't shoot, wish they could, So h e r e ' s to archery at Morrie-WoodeI --Doug Parker—
Now listen, ye campers, while I tell Of boating, the sport v;o love sc well, Bow ana stern all strive to pass, But, bobbing takes a skillful lass. Quite often we fall, But it matters not at all For then we get an extra swim. Form paddling wo do with a vim, Ro w i n g, too, i s 1 ot s o f fun; For picnic suppers or a tan from the'trun. So, no1/1 to beat;:? I give ny toast,