Chester High School - Flamstead Challenge Yearbook (Chester, VT)

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FLAMSTEAD CHALLENGE ARNOLD LAUREN HELEN MERRITT MARIE MOFFITT ELLA NORTHLAND ALFRED RAWSON KERMIT REILLY WINNIE RICARD CARL RICE MARGUERITE SELMER ELWELL SHERWIN IRENE SPAULDING HENRY TROMBLEY FREDERICK WAITE MARION WALKER HOWARD WESTINE H U QQ Q! U Arnold is an honest lad, He really wants to pass, But he canno-t help it, if He goes to sleep in class. Helen, to this advice give heed: In your affairs with men, If at first you don't succeed, Cry, cry again. Oh, your sweet eyes, Your low replies, A great enchantress You may be. Quiet, honest, full of fun, She's a friend of everyone. Alfred was the trouble solver Of our Play, I think he got in trouble when He gave his 'heart away! fTo a certain blonde!!j Whence is thy learning: Hath thy toil o'er books Consumed the midnight oil? The Seniors' little clinging vineg Around our hearts she'll e'er entwine The wolf of our class, Good-looking, and slim, Wherever there's girls, You'll always find him. A dash, a flutter, A door slamming, And Oh for corn sakes, That's our Maggie. True in word And tried in deed. Here,s to Irene! Theiclown of the class! Irene Spaulding! What a lass! Keen in intellect, With force and skill To strive, to fashion, To fulfill. I will strive wi-th the impossible! Yea! Get the better' of itf' A daughter of the gods, divinely tall And most divinely fair. Speedy has a secret, I asked him, just in fun, Why he never studiedg But his work was always done.

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18 FLAMSTEAD CHALLENGE Poems About Seniors MARGARET AMSDEN CHARLENE BAKER COLLEEN BINGHAM CYNTHIA BUSWELL JUDITH CLARK ARLENE COOLIDGE DORIS DAVISON ALBERT DECELL ROBERT GAMMON BERNIE GONYAW BETTY HARNOIS BOBBY HASELTINE RUTH HOLTON BARBARA JEFFREY N ll ll N Q! QQ Always ready to do her part, Quietly typing, and in her heart A girl sincereg in fact you'll find Her indispensable. She is charming! The boys echo, Yes, She's the sweetheart Of C. H. S. She is little, She is wise, She's a terror For her size. Great strength is wrought by pain. Hair of red, eyes of green, In the office she'll be seeng Toiling over files so old, A sweet little' gal with A heart of gold. Not unhappy, nor at rest, But beyond expression-fair, With thy floating Haxen hair. A merry twinkle of the eye, A sunny smile as she passes by. In praise and in dispraise, the same A man of well-attempered frame. I see his gray eyes twinkle yet- At his own jest. Forilovers like me, There ought to be A SOCIETY 'Gainst cruelty. Donald, Donald, ere we part, Give, oh, give me back my heart. The lad who is physically--here, But often is mentally-where? fwhen studies are mentioned Casey passed by the door With a gleam in his eye, I heard Ruthie giggle, I wonder why? Barbara is our belle, Barbara does her share, But, oh, I feel so sorry That she had to bleach her hair.

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'20 FLAMSTEAD CHALLENGE JEAN WHITCOMB Paula's very wise, And Paula isn't shy, She never lets an argument Ever pass her by. JOYCE WHITE But upon thy youthful forehead Something like a shadow liesg And a serious soul is looking From thy earnest eyes. JULIA WILKINS I know it is a sin For me to sit and grin At him here. EDWIN WILLARD Eddy is a quiet boy, He 'hasn't much to sayg I often think that noble thoughts Are somewhere tucked away. FRANKIE WILLIAMS Frankie's the boy with the care-free heartg Dancing with blondes is his special art. MARJORIE YATES A happy smile for everyone, A smile which means successg But when you've reached your highest goal, Remember C. H. S. -l A Nurses Place ln the World VALEDICTORY ADDRESSS Barbara Jeffrey From Florence Nightingale to Molly Pitcher and Sister Kenney, women have been proving that nursing is an important profession. Indeed, if we judge a profession by its usefulness to the human race, then that of nursing comes very near the top. During war time, nurses risk their very lives to go into the battlefields to help save the wounded and sick, and to bring comfort to the dying. In World War I many girls volunteered their services to this worthy profession. Some were seriously wounded, others were killed, but always the nurses kept on bringing cheer, medicine, and help, not only to our boys, but even to the enemy wounded. The same story was repeated in World War II. More women than ever before volunteered their services and went to the front. Many suffered the same hard- ships that the boys they were there to help did. Often there was not enough food for all, so the patients got what was available. Many had to work long hours at a time digging wrecked bodies out of the ruins-bodies of civilians and service men alike. During this recent war, especially when the enemy were not particular as to whether or not a building, train, or ship was flying a white Hag, nurses were in constant danger of air attacks, bombs, and machine gun bullets. Often supplies of medicine and other essential equipment were scarce, and doctors even scarcer. A nurse might have to sit 'by and possibly see her loved one die because of lack of supplies. Other nurses did important work in the rehabilitation hospitals and camps, patiently helping those who could not walk to walk again, helping those who had lost an arm or a leg, writing letters home for those too weak to write,