Glen Cove High School - Profile Yearbook (Glen Cove, NY)

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 'age Fourteen THE RED AND GREEN get there, but the bell-hop whom he asked was unable to inform him on the subject as he had only lived in Washington four years. But we got there without much trouble, saw a fine show', and started home. Mr. Gribbin quickly sighted a restaurant which we entered as usual. Then to bed—but not to sleep according to “Shorey.” The next morning we started on a tour of the city. We saw all the important public buildings and passed through the most noted residential sections. On the trip, we were given time to go through the Bureau of Printing and Engraving, where all the engraving of the United States money is done; through the Pan American Building; and also through part of the White House. But the most interesting place was the museum. There we spent only a half hour as we were rushed for time; but nevertheless we saw nearly everything. Perhaps the most interesting collection to us w7as that of Roosevelt. From the museum we went to lunch, where Jim Elliot insisted on calling the waiter “pop”, for he claims a father will never starve his children. The afternoon was spent in the capilol. Through the kindness of Representative Hicks, we were able to visit both the Senate and the House of Representatives. They were both in session at the time and we managed to hear several well known Senators give their views on the Appropriations bill, which was recently passed. Everyone hated to leave; in fact many of us stayed until the meetings were adjourned. That night we went to the Congressional library. Mr. Gribbin urged the guard to let us into the reading room, from which we were shown around the part where the books are kept. There, too, we saw' how' the books are obtained by the reader. After going through the whole building we returned to the hotel for sleep. Saturday we arose, slow but sure, and started for the monument. It looked taller and taller as wre approached it, but we decided to climb without the help of any elevator. Before we w'ere half way up we saw the mistake that we had made. It seemed as if the more we w'alked the farther we had to go. When finally we did reach the top we spent a few minutes in looking around. Of course, no one felt the need of a rest, but yet we looked around for quite a time. The air was very clear, making it possible to see things at a great distance away. One of the most beautiful views was that of the Lincoln Memorial. After we had looked in every direction from each window and had discussed every possible chance of rescue by the way of the elevator, we decided to climb down. The descent was nearly as bad as the ascent, but we reached the ground without any casualties. Something told us that it was nearing the lunch hour, so we returned and ate. Mount Vernon wras our objective that afternoon, where we saw everything that was to be seen. This was one of the most interesting trips we took. Here we had some spare time to take a few pictures before the boat returned. We spent Saturday night in a little different manner, going to Glen Echo, Washington’s Coney Island. Once we started on the roller coaster we did not get off until the cars had made about seven trips. Then we alighted and made for another one, tried that once, and were caught in the rain. But the rain did not drive us home. We took in everything that still ran and then, at a very late hour, started back. Everyone got back safely, except Bill Boyle. He went to sleep on the car, but luckily he woke up at 5th street. In the wee hours of the morning, he crawled up the last step to the third floor. Sunday morning Jim Elliot tried to urge some of us to take a walk with him while he took a few pictures. He soon lost any hope of company and so started off alone to the White House, where he stationed himself directly in front of the door in order to get a good view of the building. Just then President Harding walked out and Jim nearly fell over. First, he says, he did not know what to do. Anyway, he took off his hat, and pulled the trigger of his camera. When he tried to claim after he got back that he had seen the President, no one believed him. However, we have to believe him now for he has pictures for proof. That noon we left for home and arrived in Glen Cove about nine-thirty. We certainly could never had hoped for a more enjoyable trip. Everything turned out even better than we had expected. Much of the success of our good times was due to our chaperones, Mrs. Andrews and Mr. Gribbin. Surely the trip could not have been so pleasant without them. Since we have returned nothing has interrupted our regular work except the speaking contest. The contest was very successful and the Senior class feels satisfied with two out of four prizes.

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THE RED AND GREEN Rage Thirteen First comes Miss Richards. Everyone of the members of the Senior Class feels that only under her supervision could work be so pleasantly mixed with fun. It is true that she has insisted that we follow the motto, “Work before play”, which otherwise might have been turned about and followed most diligently. It is true she has been rather firm now and then. But this has been for our own good, and we owe her much more than we can ever realize. Come on, Denton! What say we give the “Locomotive” with three “Miss Richards” on the end? Yea, lets go. The class planned from the beginning of the year to go to Washington. We knew that it would be an event that could never be forgotten when in later years we shall look back to our school days in Glen Cove High, and that it would be a worth while trip. We naturally had to have some money to take us there, to keep us there for three or four days, and to bring us back. So the class set out immediately to discover some way of earning it. During the first of the year a cake sale was given. This proved very successful, and we owe much of its success to the one who kindly furnished us with a “store” and to those who donated cakes. Someone said that we might have made about twenty-five dollars more if Nancy had not eaten so much. But let’s not kick. Then, with the help of a few others of the high school, the class staged a very good minstrel. Mr. Martin was kind enough to give up some of his time to the arranging of the stage and Miss Cocks agreed to coach the “actors.” 1 think we have a right to say that it turned out to be a very clever performance. Before it was over, Glenn had everyone wondering who “Margie” was. She was in the audience somewhere because “Buddie” Hathaway saw her. After the cake sale and the minstrel, the treasurer had his hands full keeping track of all the money. Nevertheless, President Kabachnik informed us that more money was needed so a debate was planned between the Juniors and Seniors, the Junior class being kind enough to lend us the services of their best debaters. The attendance was quite encouraging, and the debate went ofT in good shape, the decision being given in favor of the Seniors, by the way. The Juniors and Seniors became quite enthusiastic as to the outcome and this spirit helped to make it more interesting. The three Senior debaters were Alger Chapman, Edward Denton and A. H. Johnston. With the money from these, and with that collected in dues and from subscriptions to the McCall’s Magazine, the class found itself on easy street and ready for the big trip. Thursday morning, the twelfth, found twenty-one Seniors shivering at the thought of arising at such an unearthly hour. But, nevertheless, by hook or crook, the entire class managed to assemble at Sea Cliff, or rather half of the class, for Mr. Reardon boarded the train at Oyster Bay. At seven-thirty the fast morning fiver came to a grinding stop in front of the Sea Cliff station, took on the other half of the class and slowly plugged along toward New York. From this time on, Mr. Elliot •took his position as clown, filling it in a very methodical and businesslike manner. We arrived at Philadelphia about noon. There we met Mr. Gribbin who immediately led us to a large sight-seeing bus in which we enjoyed a fine ride. We saw many places and objects of historical interest such as Independence Hall and the Liberty Bell. The gentleman who was describing the city to us as we passed through it, felt quite proud as he showed us the entrance to the one subway which he said extended from one end of the city to the other. Brother Denton, on the other hand, took some of the wind out of his sails, when he asked him whether or not he had been to New York. We travelled along at a good rate of speed simply driving on the sidewalk when the streets became crowded. The driver took us back safely to the station after he had managed to sell us several dollars worth of pictures. Mr. Gribbin spied a restaurant where things looked pretty appetizing, and there we took a bite or two before boarding the train for Washington. The rest of the journey to the National Capitol was made in peace. One of the members of the famous syncopated orchestra favored us with a few selections which seemed to ease our minds and to soften the cushions at the same time. Our chauffeur met us at the station and took us to our hotel. I have forgotten the name of it, but anyway it was on 18th Street. Here we ale supper and then started out. That night it was raining and so we decided to visit Keith’s Theatre which was not far away. President Kabachnik tried to find the shortest way to

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THE RE1) AND GREEN Rage Fifteen Not only that, but we can claim one of the successful contestants for the Amherst Cup, which Glen Cove won this year. Taking it all in all the whole year has been thoroughly enjoyed, for something has been going on every week. Our one thought now' is to do our best in the regents. And in after years when we look back upon our high school days, undoubtedly the most vivid recollections will be centered around our Senior year. It was in that year that we really awoke to the value of an education and first began to appreciate the privilege we had enjoyed in being able to complete our course. It was then, too, that we began to realize what the efforts of our teachers actually meant to us. For any success that we achieve in the future we must not forget that a great part is due to the patient and loyal efforts of the faculty. JUNIOR CLASS NOTES Class Reporter......... Bertha COHEN Whenever you read of a large, successful school event you can almost always consider that the Juniors had something to do with it. Gus Wheeler, as president of the class has led them in their successful work with the following staff of officers: Dorothy Hallock, Vice President; Archie Brause, Secretary; Jack Matthews, Treasurer. It is no wonder the class is well know'n. You may further identify them by their class colors, blue and gray; their mascot, the eagle; and their motto, “Seize An Opportunity.” The class has given a few' entertainments. The first was a farewell party to Miss Lillian La Forge, a member of the class, w'ho left this city. A few members of the famous football squad attended, and all had a jolly good time. Later the Juniors gave two other parties to which the Seniors were invited. These parties (to quote the class diction-arian, Miss Pauline Fadrosky) were the epitome of delectable times. The Junior girls have organized a Junior Tramp Club, which is a success now, but will do more next year. The girls go on a hike once every two weeks, when they build fires and eat their suppers at the beach. These little excursions are al- ways delightful, and the girls are under the careful guidance of Miss Richardson. The Junior boys have distinguished themselves by their excellent work in the Minstrel and Debate, which has been appreciated and valued by the Senior class. Next year just look out for them, and see what they will do. They are planning surprises for the school and the whole city. THERE SEEMS TO BE SOMETHING THE MATTER W ITH SOME OF THE JUNIORS. CAN YOU TELL US? Why does Alice Howell? Why is Mary Green? Why is Gordon IF right? Why is it that Edna Halh-a-way? Why does Adeline Boyle? When being shown some snapshots of a large white building taken by the Seniors while on their week-end trip, a clever Junior replied, “Why, I say, the place isn’t such a bad looking hotel.” The picture was of Mount Vernon. We find two selfish people in the whole Junior Class. Glen Springman and Archie Brause. Glen grabs all the height and Archie grabs all the width. SOPHOMORE NOTES Class Reporter .... Emily Raynor It has been a difficult thing for the Sophomore class to organize for the Sophs are scattered in a number of different class rooms and it is not an easy task to get them together. However, the plucky Sophomores have not let this trifle baffle them and of the twenty-five members they have elected Robert Purshall, their President; Alice Conway, their Vice President; Tessie Brawn, Secretary and Miss Baker, Treasurer. Their colors are red and black, and while as yet they have no motto, their slogan seems to be “W ork.” Kathryn O’Brien, one of the Sophomore girls did some excellent running at the athletic meet at Min-eola, May 21, and many other Sophomore girls aided in the pageants. The Sophs like the other classes have not progressed so much this year because of the hard