Hallowell High School - Venture Yearbook (Hallowell, ME)

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18 The VENTURE bin, the manager, Helen Graves. Of the boys' team, Arthur Carbino was captain. In baseball, Reginald Trask was captain and Errol Ridge- well, manager. 1 Then came the time when we were to have our pictures taken. For two days we went to Augusta, in relays fand some broke the cameral. But the results were simply great! Of course, they had to be, since the pic- tures were of our class! The last important event of this year, except for graduation itself, was the senior play, His Uncle's Niece, given in May, a production which added much to our fame and fortune. With today, my history ends and the work of the class prophet begins. I am sure the future for us will be as brilliant as the past, for we know and have already begun to use the key to success, Labor conquers all. Dorothy Church, '27. CLASS PROPHECY I want to remind you that it is now the spring of 1935. In Cambridge, where Dorothy and I are living to- -gether, everything is in spring attire, the trees and grass in soft new green, and the people in smart new styles. The spirit of spring pervaded our minds, usually so bent on work, to such an extent that we finally de- cided to ask for a few days off, to shop and have a general good time. Dorothy is head stenographer in an insurance office, and I am private sec- retary to a prominent lawyer. That afternoon, I rather hesitatingly asked Mr. Trafton, my employer. for a few days' vacation. The spirit of spring must have touched him, too, for he gave me a full week off. When I reached our apartment that night, I found that Dorothy had had equal- ly good luck. We began immediately to plan our vacation with a view to getting as much fun and profit as possible out of it. Our first .thought was the Boston theatres, and what they offered. The Shubert was fea- turing a new play, Too Many Wives, that sounded interesting, so we decided to go there. ,lx I'- Of course, we had to buy our new spring clothes first, so next after- noon we Went into Bostonin the little car we had bought some weeks be- fore. We both like Filene's, and went there to look around before try- ing other shops. The dresses, were all attractive, and we were someftime in making our selection. I finished first, and as I was giving directions for my purchases to be sent,'I no- ticed an unusually odd style that a model at the other side of the room was exhibiting. I called Dot's atten- tion to it, and we both went over for a nearer view. As the girl turned and faced us, we found that it, was our old classmate, Erlene Hutchin- son. She was as surprised and de- lighted as we, but could not talk to us then, so we invited her to go to the theatre with us that night. - We all three had supper together at the Ambassador, and talked over old times. Erlene told us that Kenneth Small was the proprietor of a chain of grocery stores, having, among others, one in Hallowell, one in Gardiner. and one in Augusta. He had proved true the old adage, Bring up a child in the way he should go. and when he is old, he will not depart from it. - He was making his home in Hallowell, and was one of its leading citizens. Eugene Arata had attained quite a reputation as a big game hunter, due, perhaps, to his experience' dur- ing high school days. He certainly did get that experience then, as you will all remember. He is also a well- known and popular guide to the Maine woods, making money from the millionaire tourists and hunters who make use of his services.

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The VENTURE 17 decorated and were financially suc- cessful under the supervision of our class adviser, Miss Waugh. On April 7th was held the Annual Bigelow Prize Speaking Contest, an event for which we all had to pre- pare. The winners of the contest were Ruth Johnson and Harold Choate. In March, came the operetta, Springtime, in which the sopho- mores were well represented. Debat- ing was made one of the school ac- tivities. It has grown to be so suc- cessful that this year Hallowell High won both preliminary debates in the Bates League, and qualified for the semi-finals. An affair of great importance to us came up sophomore year, the ordering of the class rings. After much discussion, they were finally decided upon and were delivered the next fall. As juniors, we lost only two mem- bers: Helen Pearce, who went to Kent's Hill, and Clara Simonson, who became Mrs. Kenneth Johnson. Two changes were made in the faculty. Miss Evelyn Waugh, in- structor in history, and Miss Aubrey M. Plaisted, of the commercial de- partment, resigned to spend a year in study at the University of Cali- fornia. Miss Waugh's position was filled by Miss Ellen E. Small, a gradu- ate of Bates. and Miss Plaisted's by Miss Melva Pettingill, a graduate of the Maine School of Commerce. Both have proved excellent teachers, and are well-liked by the student body. The first event of our junior year was the annual reception to the freshmen. We tried to make that night mean to them what it had meant to us: for the recollection of that occasion three years before was still fresh in our minds. Next came the Hokey Pokey Fair. Our booths were the punch table and the fish pond. Our class adviser was Miss Pettingill. The last social event of the year was the junior reception to the sen- iors on the evening of graduation. We worked hard, I assure you, deco- rating for graduation and for the baccalaureate service, and we closed our junior year with a feeling of work well done. After an all-too-brief vacation, we entered upon our duties and respon- sibilities as seniors. We were a bit sad, as we thought of how short this year would be and how soon we must separate and go out into the world, each on his own way. But senior year has held more of joy than of sadness, after all. We were sorry to lose Carleton Hallett, who was obliged to leave be- cause of eye trouble. Arthur Car- bino left us in April to enter Cony High. We were glad, however, to gain Walter Hamilton of 1924, who had returned to complete his course and enter college. After this addi- tion and subtraction, we numbered thirty-three, and thirty-three we are to-day. An event which we shall never for- get is the senior party, given by Miss Haskell at the High School Building. I can speak for one and all, when I tell you that we had the best time of our four years of high school life. At the Hokey Pokey Fair, we had the cooked food and fancy work tables. We worked hard, and, under Miss Haskell's supervision, succeeded in making, the largest amount of money of any class. Our holder campaign should be long remem- bered. Few Hallowell people escaped without buying at least one of these useful articles. Our class was very prominent in athletics. In football, John Murphy was captain, and Charles Gatchell, manager. In basketball, the captain of the girls' team was Dorothy Daw-

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The VENTURE 19 Having arrived at the theatre a few minutes early, we looked around to see what changes had been made since our last visit. As the orches- tra filed in, I thought that one mem- ber looked rather familiar. When the overture began, I looked again, and there was Leo Sheldon, playing his cornet as unconcernedly as ever he did back in the old high school days. - The curtain rolled up, and the play began. We hadn't read our pro- grams carefully, and so were much surprised when Donald Kellogg and John' Scott appeared upon the stage, Donald in an emotional part and John in that of a comedian. After the performance, we waited a few min- utes sand managed to find all three of our' classmates. We held an in- formal 1927 reunion right there in the lobby of the theatre. To our surprise, we found that Errol Ridg- well was the new manager of the theatre. We all agreed to meet the next day and celebrate. Erlene thought she could get off for one day, and there was no matinee at the theatre to keep the others. The next morning the boys and Erlene came out to Cambridge in Errol's big car. In the course of con- versation, we found that Donald and John had been playing parts in Shu- bert productions for the past year, and that Errol had been business manager for the Shuberts for a somewhat longer period. Leo, too, had been in that orchestra for nearly three years, though we had never happened to see him in any of our visits to the theatre. The boys suggested going to Som- erville, where Leonard Stephenson was a prominent lawyer. Leonard always used to be a splendid debater, and I had often wondered if he were turning this talent to advantage. Donald said that he had gone to Har- vard Law School, and then directly to Somerville, where he soon built up a good practice. Errol had had a letter that morn- ing from Charlie Gatchell. -Charles, a well known tennis champion, had just won the Longwood cup, and was thinking of entering an international tennis match to be held in Paris that summer. We took rather a roundabout way from Cambridge to Somerville, that we might enjoy the spring-like atmo- sphere and see something more at- tractive then rows of brick-and-stone oiiice buildings and apartment houses. As we were going through a farming section, we noticed a mail box with the name H, Miller upon it. We turned around and drove back to it, just on the chance that the house might be that of our form- er classmate. We drove in the yard, and found that it was indeed Harry Miller, who lived there. He had realized his ambition of owning a poultry farm, was married to his young lady friend from Portland, and was exceedingly prosperous. He called in his hired man, and we were astonished to find that it was John Murphy. We had always thought that John was a ladies' man, but had thought chickens Qof the school-girl varietyj more in his line than hens. However, you never can tell! Harry said that Ruth Johnson was teaching in a rural school not far from there. She had told him that Reta was married and teaching in Augusta, Maine. Ruth and Reta had gone through Farmington Normal School together. Ruth had come di- rectly to Massachusetts to teach, while Reta had taught a year in a Maine rural school, then became Gray and got a position in one of the Augusta schools. Harry also said that Walter Ham- ilton was in Boston, on the way to becoming a famous architect. He studied at the Wentworth Institute, then entered the ofiice of a firm of prominent Boston architects, where he had been steadily working upward