Norwalk High School - Reminiscentiae Yearbook (Norwalk, CT)

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l.-E?P1 I mms- uifilkiii I l V t l I i l .QV 1 f' l E I l 32725 . . . ' .A 1 .1 1. . . . V, in the city, and they told me, with promises of my remaining silent, that d1rect.y 4. opposite was the Bachelor Boys, Club and that many a night the 1nen1be1'5 Of L. these two clubs took part in nightly discussions which were carried on across the windows and that it was not at all uncommon to see our former classmates hang- ing out of the windows engaged in deep conversation with some bach. across the street. After bidding them good-bye I hailed a jitney to take me uptown. Upon entering I noticed a Sister seated in the corner. After taking my seat I gave her a passing glance. Wlieii we had been riding some time I heard some ' 1 .-.- 7 one say, My dear, if you would turn around, I a1n sure that you would recog- 5 nize me, and sure enough, there sat Marjorie Candee, and is it any wonder? L 'I Hadn't Marj always been sober, steadfast, and demure? She told me that her l l latest accomplishment was keeping quiet for three minutes. l VVhen I got to the Regent Theatre I asked to be let out and who should l turn around to collect the fares but Mary Beatty. In an instant my mind turned 1 I l j back to the time when Mary had writien in a character book that her ambition j f 3 was to be a jitney lady. I entered the Regent. Since the performance had just l j l begun and I had plenty of time, I noticed that there was a new curtain and l Q looking over the advertisements I saw some like this-HHere,s your chance, girls 5 --Learn to tease by mail in twenty-two lessons, by Carrie Ferretti, graduate of N. H. S. Another was- Read the Sentinel for best results-Samuel Middle-A A brook's article, 'My Adventures in Latin.' Still another was- Look Charity Bureau-Our specialty is high students who find themselves overcome by li J rlebt-Ralph Arnold, Managerf' And how very, very fitting since Ralph, in 533 an immortal speech, had once given his ideas on class charities at a Senior meeting. The vaudeville proved to be a short pantomime play with -Charlotte I Ketzinger, who as I remembered had always been a very apt actor with her 1 1 hands and eyes. The feature picture featured the now famous actress, Irenc 5 1 Sybil Gorham in Dimples. The last was a comedy with Paul Borglum in Our , 5' l i Silvermine Broncho Buster. Paul did himself justice. It re1ninded me of the i l time Paul had performed on his horse at the same place. I left the place feel- j ing that my classmates had 11ot fallen below my expectations. 5 VVhile walking down Wall Street I noticed a sign reading Matrimonial 5 1 Bureau. Simply out of curiosity I walked in. Sitting at the desk was a woman N 5 with a head of golden hair. When she looked up she proved to be no other V l than Doris Strong. She had joined with Richard Mathews in this stupendous l l adventure and was getting along fine. She confided in me that she had joined . in wedlock Anna Scofield and George Eakland. At this I was not at all sur- .LM-kj prised since these two people had whiled away many a hisfory period content to H ,- ij-fa sit and gaze at each other. Margaret Hall and Thomas Young had also been caught in the net, and such a fitting couple they were, both of a size. Wliile we I were Italking, Al Brower walked in. Doris toldime that the bureau was his f3.V0l'1lC rendez-vous, in hopes that he might receive answers to his many calls j for help for a mate. He was an active member of the committee for Prohibition f l of jazz and I found that he hated this diversion as he always had. From him I : bl learned that Ebba Anderson was mayor of Georgetown and that Edith Spooner It ' .' 5 ' . . ff .f i f Eighty-four j if ,.., L. .px WM, ,S .. , . N -4 .. -...-.------0-W'----fe --H-W-----' . p 5 -

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Swninr Ullman Elgrnphrrg .IUNE 16, 1921. It's queer, but I never thought I'd miss 1ny classmates the way I do. I find that after one year of total isolation from them I have the strongest desire to see them, to know just what they are doing, and mostly what they will be in, say, four or tive years to come. During this last year Ilve made friends, but none of them seem to take the place of my friends of '20, There is a poem which seems to be impressed on my mind. It is, Once to every man and nation comes a moment to decide. It seems strange but this is my moment. If I were to be asked what I desire most it would be, without any hesitation, a knowl- edge of my classmates. Marj has just been in asking me to go up to see Professor Thinks-he-isis new machine. She claims that by turning a lever one is carried as many years backwards or forwards as he desires. I laughed at her when she said so, but nevertheless Ilm going up with her soon just out of curiosity. JUNE 30, 1921. I can't believe it. It seems incredulous. Iiven now I think it's a dream. I went up to the Professor's house and he took me to his machine-shop. The time-machine, as he calls it, is about the size of a typewriter with a number of levers on it. VVhen he asked me if there was any special time that I was inter- ested in, I answered with a smile on my face, Wliy, yes, I would like to know of my life in about tive years to come. All right. Stand here and push this lever to number five. I did so a11d then-why, then the most wonderful thing happened. I felt the air whizz by my ears and in the distance, in a voice like the I'rofessor's I heard someone say, She's overcome by time rushing past her ears, and that was the last thing I saw in my every-day world. The next thing I knew I was in front of a large building in a noisy. busy street. Wliat puzzled me most was that I seemed to know many people who passed. On looking closer, I found that I was in front of the Norwalk High School gymnasium on XVest Avenue. I rejoiced at the good fortune of my Alma Mater in obtaining its much needed gym. I proceeded down the avenue and came upon Virginia Adams and Mayla Smith. who immediately recognized me. XVe became involved in conversation and I learned that Virginia had established a correspondence school whose object was to teach young ladies of Norwalk the art of letter-writing to their friends at college, specializing in those se11t to Sheffield Yale. I could not help but smile inwardly at this, for Virginia was following her own inclination and, if practice mal-:es perfect, Virginia must be a good teacher. Mayla was an efhcient agen'. She advised students how to get to school in the shortest time and in the least number of steps. I felt sure that Mayla could do this, since she had always been on time in our old school days. Before leaving they told me that Louise Close, Ruth Brack, Clara Stone, and Tess Seese had severed all diplomatic relations with the opposite sex and had joined that illustrious club, the Bachelor Girls, who had their club rooms Eighty-three ,

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It-4 5-1-aff I . I G' ' and Ella Middlebrook were conductorettes on the Cannondale trolley line, which ran from the station into the wilds of that place. Ella and Edith, I felt sure, were quite satisfied since they always had hated to walk to the station. Bill Young, I learned, had long since come into estate in England, and along with his title of Lord he wore a monocle and dropped his h's. I left the place and walked as far as the Boston store when what should reach 1ny ears but the sound of a woman's voice and I saw before me an immense crowd. Pushing my way through the crowd I recognized Emma Wells and Alma Lycett. Emma was speaking on XVoman Suffrage while Alma was enlisting those who were in favor of it. These two had taken up a worthy cause and I prayed that they might succeed and that Emma might some day be mayor of Rowayton. Some one next to me said, There's Brien McMahon over there. Hels the politician who's so famous. Why, that man'll be President before we know it. But every- body says that every once in a while he yells, 'I want order., Iid like to know what makes him do itf' Smiling to myself I thought, Brien hasn't gotten over the effect of the Senior meetings, as his habit showed. Near him stood Leo Stull taking notes of E.'s speech. Eager to find out what he was doing I asked my neighbor who told me that Leo was manager of The Hour, and that at one time he had written up the High School notes for that very same paper. 'fIt was great how some fellows advanced, added my enlightener. Having learned all I cared to, I decided I would buy some book for read- ing in my spare time. I went in and, picking up one book, I read, The Diary of a Nature Loverl'-Doroihy Wells. Oh, how well I remembered how Dot had enjoyed Nature and how her ability to write of the same had won her many good marks. Another book which attracted my attention was How I Steadily Rose in Latin'-by Donald Fairchild. What a fitting book for Donald to write, lthought. When I came out, a circus poster caught my eye. One picture showed two girls holding hands, called t'The Uriginal Siamese Twinsf' Martha Hamilton and Florence Mitchell. The next was a picture of a fat lady with this, See the Fat Lady, Weighs 320 lbs.YMargaret McMahon. The next pic- ture was a picture of a lady with hair disheveled and dress untidy, she was called Untidy Tillie, and underneath was Hilda Muth. The next showed a picture of a pretty girl, The One and Only Man-Hater, Rose Serkef' The last was the picture of two giants called the Human Titans, their stage names were Mary Weinstock and Raymond Sherwood. I couldn't help but think that each person was so well classed. , Next door to the book store was the Norwalk Boot Shop, which I entered. The salesman who came towards me was a tall, dark man and proved to be no other than Stanley XN'ilson. I remembered the time that Stanley had worked at this store and had given me size SM shoe for a size 8. He told me that Elethea W'ebb was his partner and that he considered her an advantageous tix- ture since her very small feet attracted the customers, Before I left I found that Marcia Godfrey and Judith Thompson were managing a private school which was situated in a very favorable location near a school where all the boys wore sheepskins. Marcia conducted the young ladies' department and minis- Eighty-hve