1933 Cedrus Yearbook

Junior girls ate of the traditional cake, and,as a result, Lois Cultice found the ring in her slice of cake, making her the bride of '34. With a toast to Lois, the evening closed . The Mother-Daughter Banquet One of the happiest days of the year, in the life of a Y.W.I C. A.girl in Cedarville Col- lege,is the day on which she proudly brings her mother to a banquet, prepared with loving hands. The banquetin May,1932, was no excepUon. I'm sure it was the very nicest one we have ever had. Almost every mother and da ughter were there. They were seated, youth and age, around four beautifully serviced tables. Following is the menu of the dinner served by the members of the Y. M. C. A. Fruit Cocktail Creamed Chicken on Biscuit Peas and Carrots Escalloped Potatoes Cole Slaw Ice Cream Cake Coffee After being so delightfully refreshed, a splendid program was given as follows: Music Eleanor Bull and Bernice Elias Welcome Rachel Douthett Response Mrs. J. S. West Duet Ruth West and Doris Hartman Reading Glenna Basore Solo Mary Ruth Wham Address Mrs. R. M. Borst Wilda Auld was Toastmistress The memory of that evening's program, especially Mrs. Borst's beautiful message, will remain in our hearts always. Freshman Week "But, Mother,I know I have only been away at school a few weeks, and that I had promised not to come home until Thanksgiving. You don't understand what a perfectly dreadful week I have just gone though. I wil I promise,though,not to get homesick when I go back, if you will just let me stay this one week-end." This was what a freshman girl who attended Cedarville College telated to her parents when she returned home after Freshman Week. "A week ago today,I noticed a crowd around the bulletin board. I couldn't imagine what was the attraction. After I had nudged my way through the crowd. I read, 'NO- TICE FRESHMEN!'in print so large you would think we were far-sighted. 'These rules must be strictly obeyed; strict penalty if broken'. Under this was a long list of horrible things for us to do. "Do you remember when I wrote home and asked you to send me Tippie's collar and chain? We had to wear these articles all day. Every time an upper-classman came around, he would lead us like little pups. If they saw any fun in that, I certainly can't see where it was. This wasn't the worst, though. At least, it was not so bad as going without cosmetics of any kind and wearing the same print dress, all week. What a sight we must Page Forty-eight