Natick High School - Sassamon Yearbook (Natick, MA)

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12 THE SASSAMON He was still trying to be a sheik. A little further down the street we met Francis Sweeney, carrying some bricks up a ladder. I asked him how he happened to take up brick-laying and he told me that it suited him, because he was on the rocks the greater part of his life anyway. We finally arrived at the ball park and what I saw there made my eyes water. Dutton, Dowd, and Bernard wore Red Socks uni- forms. Because of the excited condition I was in, I yelled down from the bleachers, How do you like the old Red Flannels? Immediately I received a few rotten tomatoes on the side of the head. Knowing that it was no time to rectify my mistake and also knowing that the Red Sox had a few friends, I took a hasty glance, saw my old class- mates, Frank Canzano and Bill Mahaney, both ex-service men, still keeping in practice, and I ran out of the field, feeiing I had barely escaped with my life. At the next corner we met Eddie Greene, Paul Bianchi, and Arthur Holmes. Eddie Greene was a traveling salesman, for the Walkover Shoe Company. He showed every prospective customer how well his shoes had worn. Paul Bianchi seemed quite stuck up , but I soon found out that he was in the Gum business, which accounted for it. Arthur Holmes was slipping quite a lot since entering the banana business. As I was by this time nearly starved we headed for Stubby's Lunch , knowing that the boys never found bones in the ice cream at that restaurant. f'Matt Murphy was the manager, so, of course, we expected a free lunch. Hank Rich was the tall waiter and Louis Flumer was the food inspector. Before we ate our food Louis came along with an enormous ladle and sampled it, to make sure it con- tained the right ingredients. My bill, however, was just as much as the charge to an ordinary customer and I could almost wager it was more, but the sign said, You Pay For Service . When we left the restaurant we met John Sandow, who was now a great general and was letting the standing armies sit down for a rest. With him was Bernard Trum, who had defeated Demar and Nurmi , in a spirited run, and was now thinking of running for Mayor. We then walked into a hotel to see what time it was getting to be and there we met Frederick Shipp, who was on his way to give a lecture on How to Study . Not finding any clock we rushed out. Theodore Robinson was manager and that was his idea of saving time. We then wentinto a barber shop to get a hair cut and found the chief barber to be Horace Langley. I was, of course, surprised and asked him how long he had been a barber, to which he replied, Why, l've been a barber ever since I was a little shaver .

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BCYS' PROPI-IECY Not many of you have played the role of Rip Van Winkle, but that is what I have been doing for the last twenty years. It has been twenty long years since I left my classmates, at Natick High, to go into the Katskill Mountains to work, therefore, I decided one day to drop over to New York, in my aeroplane, for a visit. The trip over surely was amusing, for the first thing I saw, while crossing Long Island Sound, was a fishing boat, in which I recognized John Topham, as the chi-ef fisherman. At first I was surprised, but then I remembered that he always could throw a good line. I landed at Roosevelt Field, early Saturday morning. The first thing I did was to look for a taxi. When I was crossing the field I m-et daredevil Ray Ayers, who had just returned from a trans-Atlan- tic flight, in which he tried t.o beat Lindbergh's record of 1927, but Ray, thoughtless as ever, had forgotten to stop at Paris and had gone straight on to Constantinople. Ray then directtd me to a taxi stand, where, to my astonishment, I found Francis Burke. It seems that after leaving High School, he had become a champion golf driver, so the Overcharge Taxi Company hir'ed him to drive their taxis. Fran rushed me to the busin-ess section of the city, where my old pal, Ralph Slamin, had an insuranc office, which a rich uncle had given him. On approaching the elevator I heard a familiar voice calling, Going Up . I looked to see who it could be and discovered Austin Fittz, all dressed up for the occasion, still taking his ups and downs in an easy way. Austin let me out on the sixteenth iioor and I proceeded down the corridor to Ralph's office. On my way down I saw a sign on a door, which read, Hollis Holbrook-Painless Dentist-Best Work to Cash Customers , but I was in too much of a hurry to stop. At last I reached my destination. On opening the door there was a great crash and the first thing I saw was the Immaculate Don Holden sprawled out on the fioor, covered with soap suds, and with a step-ladder on top of him. He was Ralph's office boy and was cleaning the drop lights to get a little more light on the subject. Don conducted me to Ralph's private office, where I found him feet up on the desk, smoking a cheap cigar. Evidently uncle had not sent his weekly allowance. The office was only a fake and really the rendezvous for his friends. On our way over we passed by Intinarellifs Beauty Shop, famous for its Face Lifting . On glancing through the window whom should I see but Cy Foley, sitting in the chair, having his face lifted.

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YEAR BOOK, 1927 13 We then returned to the oflice, where we found Joe Shea, a famous basketball player, who played some games himself to save expense for his team. Dan Mahoney, the great centerfielder in the Boston Twilight L-eague, who, when not catching flies, was catching mosquitoes, was also there. Dr. MacSwan was trying to sell them Dr. Foote's Headache Pills. After having a little chat, we turned on the radio. Muskat was advertising his tailor business, his motto be- ing,., Pay Cash, Look What the Light Brigade Did When They Charged . Next we got Dr. Pine speaking on Knee Troubles . Dr. Pine was followed by Rodney Frazer, who spoke on Proper Educa- tion for Girls , as given at his school, where girls are taken at face value. Turning the dial once more we got Professor Carey, giving a speech on The Uplifting Influences of Pool . Getting tired of the radio we decided to go to the show. At the entrance we met Mayor Wade, whose first notable act, while in office, was to raise the mayor's salary. At his left side was his right-hand man, John Gibbons, who never could be found when wanted. While I was in line to buy tickets Red Walsh greeted me with a wicked wallop on the back. He proved to be the owner of the theatre, so he let us in free. While waiting for the show to commence I saw Bill Nugent sitting across from me. I later learned he was the owner of a rubber plantation, in South America, which stretches for miles and miles. By the program we discovered Roland Chaput to be stage manager. He must have gained his practice in the Senior play. The theatre being a cheap one, the advertisements came first and much to our astonishment we saw that the coming attraction was Mede DeFlumere, in Why Girls Stay At Home . The first thing on the program was the Agony Trio , consisting of Thomas Williams, pianist, Lawrence Plouife, cornetist, and Bob Walsh, soloist. Next on the program was a Bim and Black Bottom dance, by the pro- fessional dancer, Carl Gassett, who got his early training at the Casino, in Framingham. This was as much as we- could stand, so we left the theatre, knowing why Red had let us in free. After a restless night, spent sleeping under the desk in Ralph's office, I arose early and bade my friends good-bye, so as to arrive in time to open my store at 8:30, even though it was always 5 to 10 there. EDWARD McMANUS