Wellesley High School - Wellesleyan Yearbook (Wellesley, MA)

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WELLESLEY HIGH SCHOOL ANNUAL And Gebelein and Carpenter and Ganoe— From their sportsmanship did records grow. Forever loyal to our school, we chose, Upon a ring of black and red disclosed, The seal of Wellesley—proud and lofty town— A heritage from times of old brought down. A year complete, we pause to think; it was A year of joy, and with thundering applause, We laud our teachers, mates, and leaders all; Inspired, look forward to a glowing fall. CANTO II And lo! the second cycle had begun. It was the rising of a second sun— A second happy year at Wellesley High— The raising of her name and fame to sky. Then browned from beaches, tanned with summer sun. We returned from holidays of glorious fun. We entered portals from other times revered And to whose name a thousand are endeared. Next officers of class elected we. The president was Welch, an athlete he. Assigned to Gebelein vice-presidency; And Knapp the glowing records to present; To Lycns, monetary honors went. A Junior party was our next event. When all their proud hauteur unbent. And joined the games and dancing. To be short It was a soiree of a varied sort. Electric genius on a darkened stage. While others in his pleasures did engage. The gay party was o’er and past; in season due Athletics and games our notice drew. In teams and sports familiar names appear, Those who excelled in their first year. Dramatics ’gain our whole attention claim, While Precious, great priestess of Thespis, names The illustrious cast of “Friend of the Family,” With A. von Auw, Lyons and Charles DeLorie, And Margaret Fleming paired off with Carolyn Harmcn. And Doris Kinney and Charlotte Nickerson. A strident band, a flowing saxophone, Balloons and streamers hailed the Junior prom. Gay dancing couples on a polished floor; Sweet music—Orpheus plies his golden lyre The ancient art of dancing to inspire, While joyous partners clap for more. A mellow voice was crooning melodies; Ere midnight chimes, each to his abcde swift hies. Honors in history we gladly pay To Hunter—mighty in the battle fray. And Sanford and von Auw the palms bear down

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WELLESLEY HIGH SCHOOL ANNUAL n a n vm . g mz 6 3-3 Ira St THE SAGA OF ’33 CANTO I Of mortar, clay and bricks, and books I sing; Of life, of love, and all the joys of living; Of girls, of boys, of ink, of pen, of sports; Of Latin, French, and history reports. O Muse, inspire in my flowing plume True words retelling now my happy theme. Aye, tell of life amid the weighty books, And why stealthy delight in stolen looks; Thou heavenly muse, sing to me of tubes. Of laboratories dank and dark; of cubes, Of squares and arcs; of typewriters and files; Of corridors and lofty halls and aisles. But. best of all, O Muse, to me relate The spirit of companionship of mates In school, in play, and on the field of sport: — A perfect symphony of youthful hearts. Afar it was a thing of gaping wonderment; Near ’twas a maze of teachers competent; A thing of bustle and hurrying ado. A group of Sophomores, marching two by two Approached its lofty heights and grizzly towers To be there condemned (they thought) to many hours Of ceaseless toil, miscounting all the hours Of happy comminglement of girls and boys. Home rooms assigned, and pupils teachers met, Work we commenced, by no fears beset. Proceeded to the task of choosing them Our class to lead. Eleanor Gebelein The president. Next Oliver in line, We chose, her duties to abet. And Welch and Jenkins filled the cabinet. By winter wind the leaves were vexed; The witching hour beset the Sophomores next. With streamers orange and felines black And superstitious signs of Zodiac. Lo. thus with eerie decorations arty, Dramatics came next our thoughts to fill. We ushered in our first class party. The first class with mischievous skill Did sponsor eerie work—“The Ghost Story.” Miss Drisko calmly bore the coach’s worry. The cast were stars of highest magnitude, A hushed and eager audience expectant viewed Patteson and Carolyn Harmon and Nickerson, And Frank Seagrave, and Gates, and Lyons, And Kavanagh and Gubellini-gay Fulfilled a cast of stellar ray. In the athletic realm we did the more excel. For Anderson. Durgin, and Wentworth shone well. Page 29

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WELLESLEY HIGH SCHOOL ANNUAL Of worthy character—the best all-round. And thus a second cycle we fulfilled, Were joyous, in our happy excitement, thrilled, Yet, awed that twice we had moved up a round On this—our ladder—where success is found. CANTO III Ere hills turned brown and yet while fields were green, The earth was shimmering in the summer sheen. Speeding months their ancient courses filled, Again September winds the leaves had thrilled. For softly sorrowing we did leave our play. And yet, with greatly gladdened hearts to stay Our one last year of school in Wellesley. Aye sad, yet glad, with gay expectancy We traced our quickened steps to revered portals And quivering,—for Seniors are but mortals. To lead the class and steer the ship a head Was chosen,—smiling Leonard oft called “Bud,” ’Twas Foster at the helm with “Eva” near— E. Gebelein to lend a hand and steer. Recorder of our joys and woes, Theresa Loomed up. Eh, what, ’twas Gubellini, ah! And counting pennies, lo! C. Hoffmann strode, Was bent and doubled ’neath hi3 ponderous (?) load. Th’immortal four—the Horsemen they—to guide The ship of school on quickly ebbing tide. ’Twas theirs to exalt the honor of their class, Love right and truth, and, scornful, spurn the base. And lo! in magic hues of “Rouge et Noir” A room transformed to a gay-lit dancing floor. ’Twas Senior Eve—or our last party thus. The beat of feet, the sighing female chorus; Marimba notes of flashing xylophone; The stirring voice of a husky baritone. A sketch or two, or e’en a monologue, Then dancing, singing, turned to favored vogue. The brimming steins o’erflowed with mellowed cider 1 -- “To health and jollity and friendship wider!” November darkened into wintry December; Behold, the dark house turned to light, remember? ’Twas Night of Plays, a heritage brought down From times of old beyond present renown. Sir Arthur Pinero was the choice to play— “Playgoers” with a cast of stellar ray. And Seagrave ’gain must head the house. With loving Sarah, his devoted spouse. Their servants were a galaxy of stars; Another Seagrave of the gentler sex, And Edith Wier was hardly secular! And Patterson, whose shape was most convex; Both Taylor and Nakashian with bustling ado; And uncouth Gale was von Auw to you. ifa Page 31