Leominster High School - Magnet Yearbook (Leominster, MA)

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the Bean-Counting Contest. He certainly had climbed Brockelman’s ladder. Not far from the store I saw some substantial aircastles just completed, so I read, by contractor Pellecchia. On the way back to headquarters I was asked to buy a ticket to Helen Anderson’s new show, One Night In Heaven, starring Bernice Hayford, Victoria Iacaboni, Frieda Jacobs, Mildred King, and Genivieve Gillooley in the role of a band of cherubs. On the same program was a selection to be given by Gordon Hill, who was playing the role of Harpist. Magician Sheehan was to perform between the acts. Margaret Vaillant, composer had written the music for the show.” (Passing of time) The solicitation of the members of the class of ’84 was so successful that we were able to buy a similar statue of Minnie Mouse to keep Mickey company in the sanctuaries of the Lemon- Squeeze High School. In attendance at the presentation were Mary Gargulinski, President of the Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Animals, and Ruby Gage, its vice-president. Dorothy Ricker Schutt was the first to arrive with Bill as chauffeur but Bill had to hurry back to the o‘tice. Miss Aline Gennett soon arrived from her studio in Paris. Ida Gordon and Ruth Keefe, engaged in the cneese industry in Switzerland, were unable to attend but they sent enough cheese to be served with the apple pie which was donated by the Donald Gardner Bakery. Our recently elected Mayor, Hazel Johnson, was also in attendance with her secretary, Betty Hart. Katherine Hallowell, dog-fancier, allowed one of her dogs to escape from the leash and it immediately gave chase to petshop keeper Louise Kemp’s cat. Mary Hoffman and Mertie Holman’s electrically con- trolled taxicabs were available for transportation purposes. However, two of the committee were not present. Esther Poulson was still curling her hair an hour after the presentation and Dorothy Wheeler Hill had been unable to secure a nursemaid for the afternoon. As we left the presentation services we could not help feeling elated that we had accom- plished our task and contacted every member of the class of ’34. But wait, had we? Why we had entirely forgotten Bob Dickson. But as we wended our way down Merriam Avenue, passing the big house which we had always associated with Bob, we beheld from the large front window a sorrowful figure—in an old familiar pose—still tackling a cello. LLOYD BOUTILIER RALPH PALUMBO AGNES FIRMIN dl

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that George Lemoine was just getting ready to select the cast for his next comedy. While I was still talking with Kathleen, I heard a crash and rushed from the building to witness the accident. Betty Mark, aviatrix, had crashed on her way to New York from San Francisco, was slightly in- jured, and was now being treated by Dr. John Maxim. While at the scene of the crash I met Maria Montaquila, poetess, on her way to the offices of the New York Times with her latest poem. She said that she did stenographic work on the side for Lloyd Miner, business man. As I went around the corner I bumped into Ray White, news-hound, returning to the offices of the Tribune. He was going to turn over his latest attempts at essay writing to the editor, Alice Seamond. When I went to the theatre in the afternoon, I met Dick Pierce directing his orchestra and saw Vivian Johnson, without the specs, trying out for the new Hit of the Week Show—namely, Back in ’34. Just after I had left the theater I was the victim of an automobile accident. Al- though it was nothing very serious, I found myself in the hospital where I remained for three days. What a pleasant surprise awaited me there. Lucy O’Gassion was head nurse and informed me that Margaret McLaughin was one of the doctors at the hospital. While recuperating, I heard a rumour to the effect that Norman Leighton, Latin instructor to Tony Piano, a prominent lawyer, had just bagged a lion in South Africa. I’d almost forgotten to say that Harry Olson, one of our agents, had succeeded in giving me information about three of our classmates. He told me that while searching for desperadoes in the slums he had met Leo O’ Mealey who was doing his bit to better the world by giving speeches on the importance of good citizenship. His secretary, Irma Person, was across the street at the time, dancing with Stuart Sargent, a most prominent criminal lawyer. Olson thought she was attempting to reform him. I might add that before I came to your office this morning, it was my good fortune to see six of the girls from the class of ’34 at the offices of the American Can Co. Madeline Mager and her secretary, Christine McColl, were arguing with their head saleswoman, Evelyn Lyonnais. In the inner office I perceived Marion Lundigan con- versing with her gum-chewing expert, Rita Manning, while Betty Middlemas, apprentice at the trade, looked on. Leaving the office I boarded a sight seeing bus and rode out to the suburbs. There I met Emma Taylor and Esther Little, leading debutantes of the season. We had little time to talk as I noticed by my watch that I had about twenty minutes in which to reach your office.”’ “Well, Iggy, I guess you’ve remembered a few by now. Let’s have them.” ‘To begin with I recently visited Bob Holyoke Ward’s laboratory in New York City and used his telescope. I soon had the telescope ready and then before my eyes came Ding Reed doing his bit to educate the natives in South Africa. Bones St. Cyr was also there, trying to improve the beauty of the natives by giving facials. I just shifted the telescope a bit and there was George Fiffy finally winning the milerun. It seems that nobody was allowed to enter the race that could do the mile in less than six minutes. And there was Ralph Kennedy, radio announcer, sending out news of the race. Having an afterthought I sighted Lunenburg and there found Marjorie Kimball Tonseth herding goats on the Lunenburg hillsides. Evidently, she shipped the milk to the nearby Horace Falk Goat’s Milk Dairy. As I left the laboratory I met Harold Farwell standing under the old three blackball sign which hung over his shop, trying to sell a Scotch plaid shirt that had been pawned by Bernard Flinton, the artist. At the nearby news-stand “True Romances’ drew my attention, and there I saw a picture of Alyce Rouisse on the lovelorn page of which she is editor. Alyce, well experienced in such matters, was giving advice to Dencie Ward and Marion Farnsworth on “‘Catching Your Man.” And here I also saw the advertisement of a palmist, Madame Kwayauskas. Farther on down the street I became interested in a theatre, and as I entered I was met by Winthrop Mayo, head usher, who admitted that his ever ready smiles had gotten him the job. Coming out of the theatre an hour later, I continued my stroll down the street, my eyes confronting the familiar sign of the Brockelman Brothers store. A great crowd was gathered before Brockelman’s listening to the manager, Harold Finn, announce the rules of 30

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The Magnet Board The three issues of the Magnet published this scholastic year with Madlyn Bourbeau as editor-in-chief have had marked success. This commencement number of the Magnet is the last issue in which departments are under the supervision of members of the senior class. When the class of ’34 entered the high school the Magnet had a debt, and credit is specially due to the busi- ness department, under the management of David Lubin, for bringing the publication out of debt and to the point where it has a balance to start off the Magnet for next year. 32