Richmond Hill High School - Archway / Dome Yearbook (Richmond Hill, NY)

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Page 18 THE DOME The ball became clouded, but upon clearing I saw Warren Eydeler in Mr. Steinmetz's office arguing on 'L Vtfhy I am a Democrat with .lack O7Donnell of the Physiography Department. Then I saw a Room 4-I3 in the ball, wherein the rear of the room, among Nettie Seiden was conducting a meeting of the French Club, and I could see visitors seated in whom were Vir- ginia Duerr and Lucille Geier. The meeting was suddenly interrupted with the appearance of Virginia Gilhllan tVirginia's way of getting an earfull, who seeks information, by the way, on Beyeris 'LHOW to Run a Cafeterian and Herzog's Modern and Contemptible American Authors. Then I saw Francis Wandell, hurrying into a taxicab with his Wife, a society debutante. They are speeding along Broadway at 45 per, when a Gardner tAdelaidej coupe bearing the commission-badge pulls up to them and bids them to stop. Wandell gets out of his car in a rage, but quiets down when he sees a big six- foot sergeant in the person of Donald Sturgeon alight from the running-board of the car, fol- lowed immediately by Police Commissioner Kling Anderson, and it sure was hard to get rid of Kling, as the name implies, once he rec- ognized Wandell. However, after exchanging good wishes and also addresses, Sturgeon, An- derson, and Wandell went their ways all re- joicing over their meeting, especially Wandell. Wandell and his wife finally arrived at the Kern, a great baseball magnate. I was enjoying Opera, but upon reaching the inside the first singer was already performing, so it was im- possible for them to go down the aisle, but from the rear it was easily discerned that this second Madame Schumann-Heink was no one else but Ann Smith, our class singer. After her performance they strutted down the aisle, and from their seats the leader of the orchestra was plainly visible. His thick wavy hair was stand- ing on end as he waved his baton gracefully through the air, his pointed full-dress collar was interfering with his double chin, and from the beads of perspiration on his head and nose no one would think that he was passing out with the heat. His selection rendered, he turned to bow to his audience, and who was it but Charles Liberali, our witty schoolboy associate. Then I saw a bookstore, where shelves and shelves of books could be had, but as yet I couldn't see any of their names. As the picture came closer I could distinguish their titles. MKlansmen,7' by Louise Van Houten, the most sensational play on Broadway, featuring John Bruce, Shirley Hathaway, Edith Smallshaw, J ack Stoll, Herbert Monkemeyer, and Ruth Johnson. Then, too, there was Fred Bertsch's Imitations of Henry Burbigf, and N Life on the Planets by Edward Kells. One book especially stood out, and that was 'G Essentials of News Writing, by Francis Keating, of the Times. Then I saw Billy Bull giving the stop-and-go signals to the vehicles at Broadway and 59th Street, right outside of Goldstein 8: Viergutzis 77 law oilice. The scene then shifted to a moving-picture theatre, and I was up in the camera room. Peter Helmers was working the films, and the stage- lights were being operated by William Kurz. I looked through the camera square and saw the title of the picture, His Night at Hornef, star- ring Walter Simons, the quietest in our senior class, and Helen Gamer, 'the noisiest,- so you can imagine His Night at Home. After this there came a very silly comedy starring Fred Garraway and Helen Marx. Suddenly the ball cleared, and I found my- self in mid-ocean on a steamer bound for an Italian port. Many persons of distinction were on board. I saw Hazel Duryea and Helen Buch- heit traveling abroad to open up an art studio. Then, too, there was Edith Smallshaw traveling abroad to introduce her company's make of Worcestershire Sauce to foreigners. I saw Nick myself immensely, when a small boat shot sud- denly across our path. At such short notice I saw Robert Rubin and Jimmy Campbell run- ning all around deck. Suddenly a coast-guard cutter followed them and fired a shot, when the alarm-clock rang, and I looked under the bed and found myself. Edward 0'Neill.

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T1-ra DOME Page 17 if UNE 30, I929, ten years after my grad- Fgl uation from the Richmond Hill High School, I had been reading the papers and had seen one of my classmate's names in a list of society welfare workers. I fell asleep, and dreamed that I was a Rajah looking into a crystal ball. At first the ball was cloudy and nothing was visible, but it gradually cleared and I was looking into the office of the Pres- ident of the Preventit Fire Insurance Company. At first no one was there, but almost instanta- neously appeared a tall, stately man, with red hair,- so red, in fact, that when he walked in a beam of sunlight you'd actually think it was on ire. I-Ie seated himself at his desk,- But hold on! I know this man. Vlfho can it be? Why, Russell Moir, president of our Senior Class. I-Ie was now engagediin giving authorita- tive utterance to his secretary, a dark, pretty, youthful girl with a familiar Visage. Blow me down if it wasn,t Edith Wills taking dictation from her schoolboy chum. The scenes then shifted to an apparel estab- lishment at 5 Fifth Avenue, and as the picture became clearer Flora Clickman's name was on the window. Inside, Frances Merron, Gertrude McEnaney, and Ruth Orr were performing ser- vices as manikins, and Harold Dietz strutted around as the Hoorwalker. Immediately following this I saw a little tea- room at 42nd Street and Madison Avenue. A cluster of garrulous ladies were seated at one of the tables, so I conceived it was a coffee- clotch. Upon closer inspection I found them to be Jessie Praitsching, hostess, Beatrice Marx, Helen Nixon talking as usual about everything in general and nothing in particularj, Evelyn Marchi, Mary McKenna, and Elizabeth Walters. Suddenly another young lady approached and with a very pleasant smile asked, 44 Is everything suitable? W But before she had time to say an- other thing she was recognized by the group as Ruth I-Ieitzmann, and you can picture the aftermath. The scene now shifted to Richmond Hill High School, where an assembly was being held. Mr. Dann's seat was occupied by Charles Basile, and Philip Hagelstein was speaking on The Elasticity of the Monroe Doctrine in connection with the History Department. Suddenly I saw a room in the east wing. A Spanish faculty meeting was taking place, Michael Galletta presiding, and Dorothy Nuding, Edward Strueber, and Alice Brown were among the faculty.

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THE DOME page 19 V V H.CUR'lLA IIPIPEIB, WE, THE SENIOR PHILANTHROPISTS OF THE CLASS OF JUNE, IVICMXXIX, BEING OF SANE BODIES AND HEALTHY IVIINDS, HAVING LENT OUR INSPIRING PRESENCE TO THIS INSTITUTION EOR FOUR YEARS AND UPWARDS, HAVING DULY CONSIDERED ALL THE EXISTING PERILS OF ASSASSINATION, OF AIRPLANE RIDES, AND or BREACH or PROMISE SUITS, DO HEREBY DRAW UP AND PUBLISH GBM Blast will :mil Tlvatamrnt, DECLARING ALL FORMER WILLS INVALID AND OF NO ACCOUNT: 1. To the CLASS OF 1975 We bequeath our old new building, to he turned into an amusement hall for elevated rides or what you will. 2. To the FRESHIES we leave memOrieS,- memories aloneg for, alas, our initials and trademarks have been banned from Chair-backs, from walls, and from the hospitable surfaces of desks. 3. HENRIETTA CROME leaves her epic poem - H Temperament H - to MISS MCLAUGHLIN. 4. To BOB THOMPSON, RUSSELL MOIR bequeaths his treatise On HHOW to Handle Criminal Cases with Gravity and Tactf' evolved through long years on the Student Board. 5. DON STURGEON leaves his girl-getting physique to RAY WHITE. 6. MIRIAM PHILLIPS leaves her job as MISS lVlCLAUGHLIN:S secretary and errand boy to RUTH MOFFAT.