Barker Central High School - Latrator Yearbook (Barker, NY)

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0! Illll ! THE LATRATOR i I 0 CLASS HISTORY GRANDMA'S DIARY OF 1930 SCENE-Living room of the tell tale home, some evening in 1990. Enter Kitty-fPlaying mouth organ. Looks around. Sits on sofa and keeps playing.J Enter Ethelyn-Aw, don't do that! Gee, with Ma gone down to this here graduation of sister's, it's so quiet and still. I can't find anything to do. Kitty-fPlays againj. Ethelyn-fBegins to look through big book in pile on floorl. Say, Kitty, here's a picture of grandma-an' I'll bet she didn't have to go to some old school in the daytime and then stay at home alone nights so her sister could get graduated. Kitty-fPulls book onto her lap, both look 3 she reads from bookl- September 5, 1926, gee, but that's a long time ago, Why that must have been when grandma was only a girl. Gee, diaries sure do go back a long ways, don't they? Ethelyn-Oh, yes! I've got one that's all of three years old myself. fSilence while Kitty reads intentively.J Kityt-Why, Ethel, this tells about when grandma went to school. Do you really suppose they had school that far back? Just listen to what it says: This morning when I got there I started to go in the front door but a fellow called Del Wass stopped me and said that if I didn't go around to the side door, he would send me to a place called Prof. So kind of meek like I went around to the side door. Ethelyn fpointing to opposite pagej-Oh, that must be a picture of that high school. Kitty-When, I got in they sent me up to Study Hall away up on the top floor. Over in one corner was a bashful little boy with a depressed look on his face, who was too scairt to talk. This was Johnny Watson. Across from him sat a pale-faced youngster, glaring -at Johnny. They called him Hall, not study hall, but Charles Hall. A chubby little girl was sitting ,down in the front seat, thinking awful hard, about a little boy in West Somerset, I guess. This was Vera Hall. Across from her sat a girl who they said was awful green, but I didn't see anything green about her. Her hair was awfully red. Mildred Newman was her name. In walked a freckled, little, girl whose feet seemed to say, You let me by this time, and P11 let you by next. Thisvwas Doris Rosseau. I heard some noise and who should come stumbling in, disturbing every boy, but Loraine Brownell, who as she jazzed down the aisle, flirted right and left. I guess she was getting ready for an oratorical contest. I didn't pay so much attention to her because I saw Ella Watts crying hysteri- cally. The poor little girl was so shy and timid. A lull passed over the Study Hall and a short, fat person entered who said she was Jeannette McAdam, and wanted to be dictator of all the classes as she knew how. A paper Wad missed my ear and I looked back to see who threw it and I saw a brightly painted girl with a guilty look. This they said was Eunice Blood. I jumped, for a little bell hid up over the door, so nobody would find it I guess, well just as the bell rang, and just as that big man called Prof came in, a couple more girls hurried in and took a seat. I guess they were late be- cause they had to walk all the way down from Barker. They didn't seem scairt at all. They knew the ropes, they said. But when Prof said, Doro- thy Conlin and K. Ryan, either you straighten up or go tothe office, gee, you could of heard a pin drop. Pretty soon a long, lanky girl. got up and put Page Fourteen

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THE LATRATOR l l ETHEL THIEL Class History. Never having much to say- Always gentle and quiet in every way. JOHN WATSON Senior Playg Class Gifts. Johnny thought skipping school was funny, But later it wasn't as sweet as honey. HM'-f 1 ,U-,W ELLA WATTS Prophecyg Senior Playg Vice-President C313 President f2jg Operetta C255 Basketball fljg Maroon and White CU. A diller, a dollar, a ten o'clock scholar, What makes you come so soon? You used to come at ten o'clock, But now you come at noon. l SENIOR CLASS OFFICERS President ..... .... J eannette McAdam Vice-President .. ....... Helen Gow Secretary . . . ..... Vera Hall Treasurer .. . ...... Eunice Blood Reporter .... ..... L oraine Brownell Class Adviser . . . ........ Miss Jordan Page Thirteen

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0l lIi!! l THE LATRATOR I l 0 her pencil in a grinder on the wall. This seemed a foolish thing to do with a new pencil. This was Helen Gow. A couple weeks later we all sneaked into the office and elected some c iccrs. lfunice l lood was president, K. Ryan, vice-president, Dorothy Conlin, :.c.1'ct1'.i'y, Ellen Sntalley, treasurer, and Miss Tallmadge, faculty adviser. 'ox.:::d the end of the year we had a picnic and went down to the pumping station. Ethelyn-On the first day of school the following September, we Sophs rushed to school very early. fPicturej. You may not believe it but it really was five minutes to nine. We were so happy that we were no longer little green Freshies, Neither had we to take those little front seats in the big study hall where the faculty were all the time keeping watch of us, fearing we wouldn't get our lessons. We all hurried in to get the best seats, es- pecially in front of the two big doors so we could Watch the excitement in the hall and in the Prof's office. For you know, that everytime some- thing went wrong the Prof made the kids go to the office, tell what they had done and give them a talking to. He also made them report when they had red marks on their report cards. And say, we had an awful time getting the seats we wanted. There was Jeannette and Johnnie Watson fighting over a seat right by the door so they would be sure and not miss anything down the hall. The Prof said they had better decide soon or they would have to sit together. As you know, Jeannette was sort of bashful, so she gave up. Eunice and Loraine seemed to be contented talking over the hap- penings of the night before, I guess. Chuck Hall couldn't keep still for he was afraid he wouldn't be able to sit by Mildred. Then there was Ella fearing she wouldn't have time to study and Doris pipes up and says, Why should you worry? Then Johnnie Gow couldn't find his pencil. Of course, he said that Helen had it and she said she didn't. Katherine, Dorothy, and Vera were deciding which teacher they wanted to stick around with. But where had our large class gone to? There were only 19 of us. I guess some of them thought they could do big things after they were Fresh- men, so they left us, school and ally others must have stayed in the Freshman class. The Prof told us we had better organize the class. So one night after a big fight we finally consented to let the following be oHicers: fPictureJ President ............................... Ella Watts Vice-President . . . .... Dorothy Conlin Treasurer .... .... A nna Trinka Secretary .... .... H elen Gow Class Adviser ............................. Mr. Pratt Seeing that the Seniors were getting busy for Washington we thought it was no more than right that we should have a good time, too. One Saturday night We all met by the Post Office about 7:00 o'clock. There was Frank with his little Apperson, Johnnie Gow with his big Ford, and other buses belonging to the Sophomore Taxicab Company, Incorporated. After We had all decided with whom we wanted to ride, we went to the Palace Theater. Of course, some of us were so busy we didn't see much of the picture, but we talked it all over next day, anyway. After the show we all Went to Mr. Pratt's home, all of us but Mr. Pratt, he stopped in the ditch at the end of the Hosmer Road. We never knew but we guess he got kind of bashful and backed out the last minute. After some games we filled up on ice cream and cake. Some acted as though they had never had any before, the way they ate. Page Fifteen