Natick High School - Sassamon Yearbook (Natick, MA)

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YEAR BOOK, 1927 17 Moore, and Carrie said that she had joined an opera company in New York. As I entered the lobby to leave the theatre I me-t Grace Houli- han, who told me that, with the help of her husband, she had planned and built the theatre. I finally reached the hotel and as I was registering, Ida Krebs picked up my bag and escorted me to my room. She said that there would be a dance and entertainment at the hotel that evening and that the orchestra was a dandy for jazz, being directed by Ida Gold- stein. Of course, I would not miss that affair. The first dance was a very popular and up to date number by Florence Frost. Then fol- lowed a light and airy dance given by Elsie Hall, which made one think of a dance by a fairy. The dances were all good, although I took special notice of these two features. Miss Betty Partridge, who had made the hit of the season as a dancing instructor, had trained all the dancers Just then I noticed May Evans coming in and asked her how shehappened to miss the entertainment. She said she had just returned from a church meeting and was not interested in danc- ing. Then I remembered that she was always very quiet and shy. As I seated myself in the lobby, Natalie Foster, Edith Kall and Florence Barker sauntered in. They told me they were the Big Three and were demonstrators for the Underwood typewriter, under the management of Miss Thelma Johnson. They said that during their travels they had met a lot of our old school friends. They met Jessie Godsoe in Florida and she was driving her own car in a race. Margaret Whelan was there also, trying out some new composition to take the place of rubber in tires. It was something she discovered in the chemistry laboratory, in High School, but was just getting perfected. That was all the news that night. In the morning I ordered my breakfast served in the room and it was brought up to me by Margaret. Ford. I asked her to stay and have a little chat. I gathered the information that Doris Coburn was the owner of a very modern, up-to-date circulating library. What has become of Eileen Bowers? I asked. Oh, said Margaret, she spends most of her time at Reno . fWell, blondes will be blondesj. After Margaret left I went for a ride about the town to see if I could find anybody else I knew. I was speeding on my way, when a state policeman came along and halted me, and who should it be but Elizabeth Royster. What is the world coming to, I asked, when they have women state policemen? I'm not the only one, said Elizabeth, Mary Kelly is one also . That wasn't quite so surprising, because, all the Kellys I ever knew were on the police force. As I was driving along the main street I noticed a very attrac- tive girl. She was very slender and well dressed. As I drew nearer I could hardly believe my eyes, for lo! behold! It was none other than Doris Fair. I stopped her and asked how she had become so

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16 THE SASSAMON pep and I know that she will soon be head waitress in some large hotel. As I was eating, Mildred Sutherland, coming from behind the counter, came over to my table, and after greeting me, said she owned the place. At school Mildred was always considered thrifty, so it was no great surprise that she should be owning a place of her own. She gave me a lot of information about some of my old friends. She said that Helen Keniston was an instructor of a class, consisting of college professors only, and that Jean Whelan was married now and is sadly missed in the back row at the movies. After our little chat I left there, and as I was driving up the street a small child, who appeared about three years old, ran in front of my car. Bringing the car to a sudden stop I got out to see if the child was injured. She was not hurt and imagine my surprise to see that the little girl was Mary Turner. She had not grown a bit since we went to school. I asked her where she was going and she said to the hospital to see Grace Welch, and that I almost gave her a lift. What happened to Grace? I asked. Oh! Grace was a sparring partner for Madelene Rogers , was the reply. Lifting Mary into the car we started for the hospital. On the way she told me that the lives of Elinor Walsh, Eileen Stone and Anna Anderson were full of ups and downs-they were elevator oper- ators at the hospital. In order to see Grace Welch we asked for the head nurse and Mary Glynn appeared. She looked very efficient in her uniform. As we entered a private ward a nurse came out, whom we recognized as Betty Flumere. We all had a little chat and then I had to leave, to seek a hotel. A On the way, in passing a church, I noticed that a wedding was taking place. Out of curiosity I stopped and someone standing there told me it was a double wedding and that Grace McGowan and Louise McGrath were being married. I waited to congratulate them and asked Louise why they had waited so long. We-ll , replied Louise, I wanted a double wedding and so waited for Grace to make up her mind . Ruth Cowee, now a well known card-saleswoman, was brides- made for Louise, and Anna Larson, winner of the recent Atlantic City Beauty Contest, was bridesmaid for Grace. Noticing a beautiful theatre close by I decided to go in. The play being produced was entitled, What Not to do and How to do it . The author was Mary Childs. She was always writing stories when we were going to school. Edith Butters ushered me to my seat and placed me beside Carrie Berry. I asked Carrie what she was doing and she said she was a History teacher. I inquired for Josephine Buckler and she told me that she thought Josephine would remain an old maid, but why, nobody knew. Then she informed me that Dor- othy Donovan must be getting serious, as she had been keeping com- pany with a certain party for three or four weeks. I mentioned Alice

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18 THE SASSAMON thin and Doris told me, through some reducing tablets, prepared and marketed by Eunice Foy. Still in a daze, from such a surprise, I drove off, but soon stopped at a card shop to send some cards back to my friends in Euope. When I entered the shop I saw a very sedate and stately lady at the counter, and, sure enough, it was Marjorie Glidden. She hadn't changed a bit. Her card shop was everything a card shop should be and I secured my cards and went on my way once more. From there I took a ride through the town of South Natick. How peaceful and quiet it seemed! On the right was a large farm, where a woman was hanging out a washing large enough for several families. The woman was Mildred Gould. Mildred told me she was in charge of the farm, which produced most of the crops for South Natick. She pointed to a garden, where several people were working. Mary Beirne, clad in overalls, was superintending the planting of potatoes. Dorothy Barnicle was called the Dressmaker of the farm, as she dressed the chickens every Sunday. It was getting late, so I drove back to the hotel. Having some time to wait before supper, I picked up a local paper and sat in the lobby to read. The headlines read as follows: HEXTRA! EXTRA! AGNES CHAMPNEY BREAKS WORLD'S RECORD IN CROSSING LNGLISH CHANNEL! Well, I guess Agnes obtained her swimming ability from the training at Dug Pond. In the Local Gossip it stated that Charlotte Mitchell had just announced her engagement to a millionaire rubber manufacturer. Another topic gave in full detail, news about a farewell party given for Evelyn Souckup and Gladys Marshall, on the eve of their departure for Europe. They were to sail at noon on the Leviathan. Under the school notes I noticed the following list of new teach- ers for the High School, for the coming term: Aurora Tamagno, French Dorothy Livingston, American History Josephine Inferrere, Commercial English Mary Hall, Commercial Law and Economics Greta Hughes, Gym teacher and a special trainer in basketball. This list seemed to be very well selected. Back in High School days these people proved very brilliant in the subjects they are now going to teach. The evening soon passed away and the next day found me pack- ing my things ready to return to New York, for further orders. As I was leaving the building, Katherine Moran came in. After a few words of greeting she told me she had just returned from Paris, where she had entered her drawings in the art contest. I was glad to hear she had won the first prize. There is just one more person I would like to know about , I said. Who is that? asked Katherine. Edith Pierce, I replied.