Leominster High School - Magnet Yearbook (Leominster, MA)

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THE MAGNET SENIOR CLASS AUTOGRAPHS

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a er el OL IAD CRN 2 JSUNTOR CLASS EVENTS Fare: ras sur smelled it; as sniffed the air again. the odor became more intense. Sudde Fire! I was sure I smelled it; as I sniffed th gain, the odor b tense. Suddenly, beyond a turn in the path appeared a tiny gypsy camp. As I approached, a gypsy watched me with a pair of tiny. glassy eyes which seemed instinctively to draw me to her. “Your fortune, missy?” said she, holding up a tiny crystal ball. “Why not?” I thought, and consented. Holding this crystal ball in her wizened, yellow fingers, she gazed long and steadily into it, and her eyes lighted with a weird fire as she began in a low drone: “I see a large high school on a fall morning. A group of young people, Freshmen, are gathered together. Some one is reading some names: President, Arthur Smith; Vice-President, Phyllis Anderson; Secretary-Treasurer, Virginia Watson; Delegate, John Shannon. There seems to be a great cheering, but ==) 1s) SOnE. “Again it is hazy—there! the same large room as before. This time many young ladies are talking and laughing together.’ “The party the Senior Girls’ Club gave us”, I thought. ifiescrystalis blank; I will try to get more.” A long, silent minute passes.—‘Here it is! Another fall morning at the High School. I see your classmates, now the Sophomore Class; they have reached a step higher, and are all happy while renew- ing old friendships, and making new ones.” “IT see a crowded athletic field on a crisp, fall afternoon. Boys are fighting for the possession of a football, while the student body in the cheering section seems to be very enthusiastic and expectant. On the victorious team the Sophomores are L. Couillard, H. Starrett, A. Franciose, G. Beaulieu, W. Gerry.” Again a long minute passed. “Another Fall at the High School! Your classmates are Juniors now. They are absorbed in the election of their class officers: President, Daniel Reagan; Vice-President, Phyllis Anderson; Secretary, Lloyd Couillard; Treasurer, Ethel Johnson. “Once more the crystal ball fades to nothing. There! It is beginning to take shape again. It is quite confused, but—a play is being staged in this same large room by members of the Junior Class. It is the Christmas play, “Holly.” “Several boys of the Junior class are prominent on the football field. Juniors are also on the basket- ball team—and they seem to succeed in their efforts for victories. “The girls, too, are turning to athletics. They won the championship of the school in basketball, and a large number are out for track. “It’s blurring again—oh! now I see it. What a fairy-land of soft, delicate colors, emphasized by the dark shades of the boys’ suits! Smiling couples are dancing to the music of a snappy orchestra. The hall is decorated with odd designs, which enhance the charm of the dance. “Another scene—a group of boys and girls in a smaller room. Many Juniors are there, enrolled in the newly-formed Dramatic Club, the officers of which are: President, Dorothy Dean; Vice-President, Mary O’Toole; Secretary-Treasurer, Sirka Linna. “This is all, my dear, I can tell you no more, but look, the crystal is a delicate pink, which means a rosy future for your class.” Sure enough, as I inspected the crystal it was a rosy pink. I can hardly wait now to see if my gypsy friend’s prophecy will come true.