Nott Terrace High School - Terracian Yearbook (Schenectady, NY)

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Senior C a Poem The humble homes of this fair nation Where boys and girls at mother's knee First gained their education, Were cradles of our liberty. The mother taught the girl to mend, And other useful things of life. While father taught the boy to hoe And brave the hardness and the strife By word of mouth each lesson learned, No textbooks ever scanned. They never heard of Algebra, Their courses were not planned. No cap and gown awaited them. Nor diploma in their hand. For the girl, a trunk of ibeddingg For the boy, a plot of land. Then followed soon the mistress school, In a room neat and sedate. Where children learned their ABC's And two times four is eight. To this school trod each little lass Primly neat in a pinafore, Tightly clutching a battered slate As she came in the good dame's door. The master's school house followed next The little red school on the hill. With a red hot stove in winter Burning faces, while backs had a chill Those inkwells-how many a maiden uttered an angry wail, Because therein some naughty boy Had dipped a fine pigtail. The battered seats were crudely carvedg The window had a paper pane 5 The walls were smoked-stained all around And the roof let in the rain. Q U C U

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4A EXECUTIVE COMMITTEE Under the able guidance of our deans, Miss Agard and Mr. Sheridan, and with the hearty co-operation of the members of our class, the executive committee has been very successful in all its undertakings. The memories of our three years here will always be happy ones. Sponsors: Miss Bertha Agard Mr. Edward Sheridan President-Benjamin Jakobowski Secretary-Charles Savage Vice President-Alvin List Treasurer-Mary Contompasis First Rofw-Jack Ehrcke, Ronald McIntyre, Mary Contom-pasis, George Howell, Benjamin Jakobowski, Alvin jist, Jr., Bernice Jungk, Alice Reynolds, Peggy Bolt. Second Row-Melva Wiedemann, Betty Hamm, Betty Scott, Janet Cassler, Eunice Goure, George York, Alexander Arony, David Schattan. Third Row-Peggy Briggs, Marjorie Sogge, Elsie Diggs, Connie Maxwell, Alberta Geer, Miss Agard, Mr. Sheridan, Vance Crawford, Charles Savage, Gordon Sack.

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Senior Class History CONSTANCE MAXWELL BETTY SCOTT Many moons have passed since little Minnie Haha first climbed the grim steps of Nott Ter- race. It was September, 1935, and Indian Summer had just begun. Minnie was afraid, afraid of the lofty seniors who tried to sell everything from detention exemption cards to seats in study hall. One little maid, Sue Stern, fresh from the wilds of Central Park, succumbed to the wiles of a clever senior warrior and even bought a ticket for the elevator. After powwows had been held for several weeks with everyone speaking, including Big Chief Hoffman, and Medicine Man and Woman, Sheridan and Agard, the class of June '38 elected their Big Chief who continued to reign through three long years, Ben Jakobowski. The vice president was Mary Contompasis, sec- retary, Peggy Briggs, and treasurer, Richard Male. Minnie, being beautiful but dumb, was elected a member of the executive committee. The first thing that this tribal council did was to plan their Dance to the Sun God, Fresh- man Frolic to you. VVhat a powwowl It was here that Minnie met Watha. With her usual savior faire after the introduction, Minnie cooed, I-Iiyah Watha. Together they heard Warren Danis and his Tomtom Serenaders jazz the hit of the day, Tiger Rag. Together they thrilled to the glorious mustache of Don Roderiego in the Van Antwerp pantomine. Time passed.. Once again, it was September, and Minnie and Watha, this time hand and hand, again struggled up the same grim steps. With the beating of tomtoms a powwow re-elected Chief Jakobowski and chose for his council of war vice president, Peggy Briggsp secretary, Charles Savageg treasurer, Bernice Jungk. For their first date of the year Watha, Qhe's kinda slowj took Minnie to the 3B class party. Here it was that Minnie's heart first broke. She didn't win one of those luscious Mickie Mouses, the Bingo prizes. To console her, Watha took her to the hangout of the day, the White Tower. A killer diller of a Prom- that meant wam- pum, much wampurng and Wampum was what their 3A class didn't have. Medicine Man and Woman, Sheridan and Agard, had said, No Wampum, no Prom, and so Minnie and Watha along with their fellow tribesmen decided that something had to be done. The something was a theater benefit at the Rivoli. Watha tried hard to win the free Prom ticket for selling the most tickets, but he couldn't compete with those super salesmen, George Howell, Bill Goggins, and Ronnie McIntyre. Even though he had to buy a ticket, Watha took Minnie to the Prom. She was all dressed up in her best doeskin, a lavender creation that went beautifully with the grape-covered walls. To the great surprise of the faculty, the class actually collected much Wampum at their Prom.