Hallowell High School - Venture Yearbook (Hallowell, ME)

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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

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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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20 The VENTURE until the past year he had gained a full partnership. He and his wife had an attractive home in Newton, and he commuted into Boston every day. Mrs. Miller made us very welcome, and we settled down for a good chat with her while Harry and John showed the boys about the farm. We asked her about the Somerville beauty shops, as Erlene wanted to get a wave that morning. She di- rected us to the one she patronized, which was run, she said, by a Mrs. Boothby. After we reached Somer- ville, we contented ourselves with a brief greeting to Leonard, and leav- ing the boys to talk with him, sought the beauty parlour. When we got inside, we found in the proprietor another of our old Hallowell High chums. I suppose you can all guess which one this was, but lest you should be unable to, I will tell you the secret. It was Evelyn Hallett. She said that she studied at the Lancing School of Beauty Culture in Portland the summer after gradua- tion, and when Lloyd got an excel- lent position in Somerville, they were married and came on there. She opened her beauty parlour soon after her arrival, and was now making more money than Lloyd. We asked her about Anna Emery, feeling sure that she would know. She said that Anna was a successful music teacher back in Hallowell. Anna used to be a good player, even in the old days in Hallowell High, and after her years of study in Bos- ton, under the best instructors, she must now be unusually good, both as teacher and as a soloist. She was playing in an orchestra, too, Evelyn said, and helping in church and club work. Though she had stayed in Hallowell, she was, perhaps, the busiest one of us all. Evelyn said that Helen Morgan had worked in an Augusta office for nearly a year after graduation, then had married her Massachusetts friend and was now living in Brock- ton. We decided that we'd have to drive over to see her some week end. Dorothy Church had become an efficient commercial teacher and was now on the faculty of Gardiner High. She had gone to Shaw's Business College, Portland, soon after gradua- tion from high school, and had taught first in Hallowell, then in Gardiner. Reminded of high school days, we wondered on which side she cheered at ball games. Paulina Clark, had, We found, realized her ambition to be an ath- letic director. She had gone to the Sargent School, Boston, where she had taken an extensive training course and was now physical director in Bangor High. Harold Choate had become a mid- get sheik in the movies. He had first appeared on the silver screen about two years after graduation, having, in the meantime, tried various jobs and found none of them easy. He was making good at this art, and was soon to be starred in a new Para- mount production. Why didn't you bring Violet with you? Evelyn demanded of Erlene. asked Erlene, puzzled, I bring her! I don't Violet '? How could know where she is. But you day g she Filene's. Violet Ingalls head designer! She must be the 'Madame Susanne' they talk about. Wish I'd known that before! I've never seen her. I never would have suspected Violet of being able to speak French like that. I'll go up to her oiiice tomor- row and introduce myself. By the time Erlene's wave had been put in, the boys were at the door, waiting for us. They were full of news. Leonard had told them where several more of our Hallowell wear her models every is head designer at