Central High School - Blue and White / Pnalka Yearbook (Springfield, MA)

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VOLUME IV written by Spike in very breezy vernacular. Spike's full name is Leonard Donnelly. The front page news was of no interest to me. only three small items attracting my attention: One, that Waldo Reed had gone as a missionary to Holyoke: that Fred Habel, the milkman tenor, had made his debut on the stagefand that the Misses Weaver, Howes, Medlieott and Bemis were making a great hit in the chorus of a popular musical farce, entitled The Comet's Tail. Leaving the United States, we sailed to Alaska, where, in a little prohibi- tion town, I noticed Wallace Brymner serving cut-price college ices to the miners. We were now on the last lap. Only a paltry thousand miles separated us from the Pole and its growing population. During that last few days we spoke much of our old friends of the schoolroom, and I learned that many had settled near the Pole. It was a grand country, suitable for all kinds of industries. Miss Bagg, who, by the way, is matron at the York Street Jail, informed me about many friends who had not the daring to enter this Mecca of wealth and education. That Katherine Falvey was a noted French teacher, Sarah Beal had a government position, Beulah Harvey was a second Annette Kellerman, Rae Hadd, Clara Lucas and Charlotte Mahogany proprietors of a popular dancing school, Marjorie Watts was a prominent contributor to The Century, Deborah Healey and Harriet Halstead had started an old men's home. Myrta Gladwin and Elfrida ohnson were militant suffragets, and Marjory Kipp, assisted by Et e rearley, Helen Sullivan and Edna Gordon, kept a Cat and Dog Hospital. Ray Collins told me that Alfred Cor otherwise Steam Enginenj Bugbee was a prominent ward heeler in Springfield. i N We were now passing over numerous very handsome towns and cities, among them being Pearyville, Walrus Hole, Blubber Corners and Gumdrop Harbor. As we were about to step off at the last-named place, the week's newspapers were received. First Suffragette President. Mae George Takes the Highest Place in the Land. Reading along, I found beside the name, Labor Party, Henry Healy, 23 votes. It seemed queer he should have fooled so many. Later it became apparent that he was arrested for repeating in New York City. Another item of note was that the baseball league pro- moted by Robert Arnold, Arthur Lewis and George Lougee had fallen through. The promoters had disappeared, and the police suspected them of Heeing to Canada with the treasury. Directly underneath this article was the announce- ment that Bantam Kid Landers, formerly Maurice, would Hght Mike Muldoon for the bantam-weight championship of the North. On the second page was this message: Society of New York was shocked when the elope- Page 25

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'CHE TNALKA It was my good fortune to meet Elizabeth Gardner as I came out onto Main street. She was covered with medals, large and small, won in recent tennis tournaments. She informed me that Helen Gardner, Ethel Wright and Mabel Holland were abroad studying paleontology. On my way to the landing I passed Court Square, but the pin oaks had grown and the square had been so much extended that I hardly recognized the place. Olive Bosworth, Florence Quilty and Anna Candlin were seated on benches in the square, evidently resting after a convention of the Woman's Club held in the new City Hall. They were discussing with much interest the speech of the eminent Mlle. Claire Sullivan, on The Fourth Dimension. About 5 o'clock that afternoon we shipped our moorings and left Spring- field, sailing by the All-American route-that is, via Chicago, Seattle, Alaska and Pearyville. Among the passengers were the holders of Miss Bagg's three other free tickets. Ray Collins, happily married to Grace Knapp, and track coach at East Longmeadow University, Walter Cooley, minister of the Gospel at the Third Methodist Church, Pecousic Hightsg Zilpha Sturtevant, champion long distance talker of Hampden County. The captain had strict orders to sail low and slowly during the day, so that we might fully enjoy the sights. One day as we were passing over the Western plains, a circus hove in view. It was Hawkes's Imperial One-Ring Circus. While we were enjoying the spectacle these well-known sounds were wafted to our ears: Last chance of a lifetime. Guaranteed to please one and all, the fat and the lean, the short and the tall, etc. No one but Boots Gumble could be responsible for this, and so it was he who was premier barker for Hawkes's Circus. Surprised to see two friends in the middle of the plains, we stopped and landed to greet them. Manager Hawkes immediately appeared to show us around. Un entering the circus tent we beheld a woman roasting peanuts. As she looked up at us we beheld Eleanor Woods, now Mrs. H. E. Wood. Eleanor told us that Harris was the celebrated fat man of the circus, and was now getting ready for his exhibition. After a long talk with her and the manager we had to leave without seeing Fat. Passing on, we went steadily west until we reached Seattle, where was the final stop. I got out, and after interviewing my old friends Lora Buck, Winifred Bolewine and Anna Thompson, who have positions there as wireless operators, I returned to the ship. Picking up the paper, I noticed it was one of Hearst's productions. So I turned to the page originally edited by Miss Beatrice Fairfax, I saw it was now done by Marjory Harwood and Ruth Thayer. It was extremely interesting. I also enjoyed the baseball editorials, Payc 24

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CZTHE 'PNALKA ment of Robert Nye and Frances Ronaldson was made public. Among the advertisements appeared the following: Dictionaries to take with you on your travels, edited by Arthur Lines. For particulars apply to Manager Francis Hicks. Very pleasing features of this paper were two short stories by Louisa Baker and Gladys McGregory. We were soon startled by the stopping of our craft and the announcement that we had arrived at our destination. After gathering up our belongings we hustled into the hotel bus. The driver turned as we entered, and we instantly recognized Paul Martin. We asked Rube if he was married, and he said he certainly was, and that his wife, Lillian Pannier, was very happy. He told us that the hotel was kept by Philip Parker, with Mrs. Parker, formerly Marion Lewis, as his chief assistant. The office staff consisted of Ralph Miles and Dorothy Upson. Miles was the bellboy and Dorothy was the cook and waitress. On our arrival we met the aforesaid and had a delightful supper. After supper we all settled around the fire and talked over old times. It appeared that Brad Patterson and Phil Palmer had both disappeared in their search for hidden land beyond the North Pole. We all went to bed that night very tired. The night seemed short when, promptly at 7 o'clock, we were awakened. After breakfast we went out onto the main street to look about. We hadn't gone far when the sign, Insurance, met our eyes, and there sat Malcolm Sherwood in the window, reading a paper. We went up there and met him. We noticed that he had surrounded himself with old acquaintances, for Mildred Mitchell and Grace Wheeler were on the office force. Male offered to show us about town, and we accepted very gratefully. The next block to his was the dressmaking and millinery establishment of Madelyn Moore and Barbara Buxton. The store was open, so we went in, and saw Eloise Knox, Beatrice Buxton and Grace Anderson acting as clerks. They knew us, and so we passed quite a little time there. Sherwood next directed us to the Gumdrop Harbor Hair-Dressing Parlor, kept by Alma Walker. We talked with Alma, but missed her assistant, Lora Pease. On our exit we ran into Marjory Ladd, and Josephine de Mon- tigny. They were hurrying to a teachers' convention, so could only stop to say hello. After they had passed I looked into the Directory Number of the Recorder which I had carried in my pocket since I left New York. I found I had seen every member of the class. No! One was still missing-our former president, Page 26