Southold High School - Snuffbox Yearbook (Southold, NY)

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THE SNUFF BOX we had imagined, all we had dreamed—its beauty and peacefulness defies description, while French’s statue of the Great Emancipator made one stand in wonderment and awe. We awoke from our reverie, however, when we were called to have our pictures taken. These cameramen! Their words are the most electric to startle one from his meditation, Come! Please hurry! You’re going to have your pictures taken!” In the afternoon we took a trip to Mount Vernon, the home of George Washington. It so thrills one to walk over the same threshold a great man did, to ponder over and to touch his belongings with reverent hands, or see the bed on which he breathed his last. Washington’s tomb was truly in keeping with this feeling—it being so calm, simple and peaceful. The evening we had to ourselves; some enjoyed a movie, while three nymphs went to dip themselves in a blue, sun-flecked pool, surrounded by waving willows bending gracefully—oh dear! what place is there for dreaming in a hotel swimming pool, where your goldfish turn into spouting, spluttering whales, the sunbeams turn out to be electric light rays, and the calm and peaceful atmosphere is continually intercepted by cries of: Now, watch this one!” Stop pushing me!” Can you float?” April 10—We visited a very beautiful monastery on this day. Its paintings and gardens were perfectly divine. On the way home we had a surprise in store for us. We were to be allowed to visit Admiral Byrd’s the City of New York!” This was so much fun! To visit the ship that had conquered the Antarctic! It was truly a remarkable and stirring adventure—indeed so magnetic was it that two members nearly missed their bus! Our trip to Annapolis was very satisfying. We visited many halls and saw the Marines in drill. This night we had a dance at the Lee House—a very charming affair. We all must have had splendid dreams to experience, for our day had been truly delightful. April 11—Goodbye to Washington! We were at her station, catching once again a glimpse of her skyline, the beauty of her huge fountain and busy streets—reluctant to depart from it all. However, soon we were rushing along full speed toward home—but first had to come that appetizing meal on the diner, which all looked forward to with anticipation. What a glorious meal it was! We wouldn’t have minded traveling to the Pacific Coast at all! Toward eventide we came to the really familiar part of this Island—Riverhead, Mattituck, Cutchogue, and finally Southold. From amidst the din of automobile horns, which sounded like a convention of klaxons, the smiling faces of our parents and friends rose to greet us. What a joyful welcome! The success of the trip was entirely due to the efforts of Miss Malone and Mr. Blodgett, to whom we express our heartfelt thanks and appreciation. 28

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THE SNUFF BOX Clark. After dinner at our hotel, the Lee House, we all trouped joyfully to the theatre to witness Mr. Lemon from Orange.” Bedtime was about — o’clock this night, and sleep simply could not be courted! April 8—The sun agreed to cheerily come out of his sulks on this day and shower Washington with his brilliant sunbeams. Indeed I believe most of us witnessed his rising, for all seemed so wide awake and had so many escapades to tell of at eight o’clock breakfast. At nine we embarked on a sightseeing tour about Washington, in the course of which we were whisked to the top of the five hundred and fifty-five foot Washington Monument, from which we had a marvelous view of the surrounding country. Those who climbed the stairs to the summit certainly deserve a medal for fortitude, endurance and sweet temper. Our visit to the Capitol was no less exciting. We viewed the Senate and House chambers with appreciative glances, recalling some famous bills that were passed in each. You see, Miss Whalen, your History Class is quite remarkable! The climax of our visit on this delightful morning was the extreme pleasure we felt when President and Mrs. Hoover appeared on their veranda to greet us. The White House is a lovely mansion, surrounded by green lawns and beautiful trees, while cheery birds and a sparkling fountain help to complete a very pretty picture. After seeing a few more gorgeous edifices we returned to our hotel, for though we can feast our eyes on beauty, our appetites can not be so satisfied, you know. At two we were taken to Arlington Cemetery, a place that has been made still more beautiful by the simple and stately lines of its Grecian Amphitheatre, and which possesses a soul inspiring monument, the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier. The landscape of the latter was being changed, so we didn’t receive its full benefit, but we brought our imaginations into play and found, to our great disgust, that we could only draw a picture of where we would be if those working men chanced to blast at that moment. On the way home, three very dareful people rode through the heavens in a winged traveler of the sky and saw Washington from the air. In the evening we paid a visit to the memorable Library of Congress. Those great marble stairways and the effective lighting made one feel bound to the illustrious spot, while the material it contained wrapped one in wonder. We ended our day by visiting one of Washington’s picture houses, where some of us took a siesta. April 9—We were now able to find our way back to the Lee House if we went for a walk, so we felt we knew Washington quite well, for our hotel was on the trickiest corner! This morning we visited the Bureau of Engraving and Printing, where we saw money and stamps being made (this certainly opened any sleepy eyes), the very interesting Smithsonian Institution, and the Pan-American Union Building. This edifice was so refreshing and cool, and its parrots so entertaining, that we could have stayed there all the morning-—but for the remembrance of the Lincoln Memorial. This was all 2

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