Agawam High School - Sachem Yearbook (Agawam, MA)

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Mrs. Smith. And then. “Mary Bruso has opened a private school for girls. The course includes accuracy, trimness, and the advantage of being small.” Mrs. Jones. How like Mary! Well, so much for that. Now comes my news. Mrs. Smith. Goodness, yes! I can hardly wait. Mrs. Jones. Zella’s paper is quite a newsy piece. Mrs. Smith. Oh, naturally. Mrs. Jones. The theatre news is so exciting. Remember in those days how we adored Valentino, and then he died ? And remember his fa- mous picture, “The Sheik”? That is running again in New York. And who do you think is the hero? Mrs. Smith. I couldn’t guess. Mrs. Jones. Frank Consolati! Mrs. Smith. What! The class sheik, the world’s sheik? Who’d ever have dreamed it! Mrs. Jones. And — “The Vodka Theatre in Russia, Madame Vron- sky, nee Louise Shields, is taking up the fame of Nazimova. She stars in “the Girl You Can’t Forget!” Mrs. Smith. Louise always was dramatic. I’ll bet she’s doing fine. Mrs. Jones. And Cornelius Crowley has just graduated from Cecil De Mille’s Paramount School for Bashful Boys. And he is engaged. Mrs. Smith. It must have done him good, then. Oh, won’t he look grand walking up the aisle with a flower in his button-hole and a smile upon his face? Mrs. Jones. The last of the theatre news says the former Eunice Perrigo is now married to the great producer of “Exit Smiling” and is be- ing starred by her famous husband. Mrs. Smith. Well, exit the theatre. Mrs. Jones. Now for the music world. “Annette Letendre, known to the music world as Madame Hi See, is singing with the Very-Light Opera Company. Also Caroline Cascella has been promoted from piano player of the Garden Theatre of Springfield, to the Roxy Theatre of New York.” Mrs. Smith. Roxy Theatre! Three cheers for Caroline! Mrs. Jones. The rest are all here and there. Oh, listen! “On sale at your nearest news stand, ‘The Elastic Book of Snappy Jokes’ by Esther Pond. Get your edition today.” Mrs. Smith. Well, Esther would! Mrs. Jones. Under Washington news, “George Reynolds, Esq., has been appointed official barber to the House of Representatives.” Mrs. Smith. Well, I never thought he’d be a cut-up! Mrs. Jones. New York has two contributions. “The notorious Christine Wallace has opened a new night club on Broadway. It is opened to the public as ‘The Canon-Ball Cafe.’ And there’s also another grand opening. ‘Madame Ella’s Style Shoppe, Ella Gregory, Proprietress’.” Mrs. Smith. Cafe and Style Shops. Of all the class. Mrs. Jones. This one is funny. ‘‘The Wakefield Clock Works an- nounces the completion of the new up-to-date time clock. Strikes every five minutes.” [29]

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able successor to her father, has been seen scouting about the wilds of North Street.” Mrs. Jones. Marie Hewey a private detective! Well that’s some eye opener. I hope she finds those missing links. Mrs. Smith. And you remember Mabel Johnson? Well, Mabel is certainly in for it now. Married to a minister and probably raising Sun- day School pupils! Mrs. Jones. Oh, Mabel, meek and mild. [Folding hands,] She al- ways was looking for a front seat in church. Mrs. Smith. And speaking of church, “Reverend William Butler has recently sailed for Africa. He is doing missionary work in behalf of the heathens!” Mrs. Jones. In behalf of the heathens! The poor things. Mrs. Smith. Oh, here’s a good surprise. You remember Louis Fer- rarini, who was baseball manager in our junior year? We wondered why poor Louis couldn’t stand another season, but this is the answer. “The school was greatly surprised one morning to have as a visitor at the office, Louis A. Ferrarini, who is now a salesman for Hadley’s Liniment. It helps the hard knocks even in baseball.” Mrs. Jones. Well, who’d ever thought that Mr. Hadley would be a liniment manufacturer. His girl certainly was lucky to marry a poor school teacher and have him turn out a medicine man! Mrs. Smith. And, Laura Van Deuscn and Edith Wingard are air- planing in Europe. Edith i hunting for a French husband as Laura is en- gaged to a prominent French jeweler. Mrs. Jones. I suppose their hard work in French went to their heads. And anyway, Laura certainly knew her jewelry. Mrs. Smith. Yes, the common phrase was, “Have you got your French done?” Mrs. Jones. Well, everything is “Oui, Oui,” now! Mrs. Smith. Another foreign invasion. Our dear lord, Allen Filley, is now at Oxford, England, learning that jolly language. Mrs. Jones. Oh, but he was so romantic! Mrs. Smith. And another has been journeying away, too. We all know how hard Esther Schwartz studied her salesmanship. And she is actually using it to earn her living. The news item says, “Miss Esther Schwartz, who, it was believed would enter into matrimonial agony, has surprised her many friends and neighbors by leaving abruptly for Africa on the S. S. Sinket. She is a salesman for the Animal-Cracker Fur Company.” Mrs. Jones. Selling fur coats on the equator. Oh, Esther always was able to give her share of what we call a “salesman line.” Mrs. Smith. Speaking of salesmen, the former Miss Baker has named her son for a salesman. Mrs. Jones. So she’s darning socks and ironing rompers, too! How lovely! Mrs. Smith. “Miss Katherine Rowley is now in Honolulu attending the dedication and opening of a new University.” Mrs. Jones. Huh, still enjoying freedom of the seas. Probably be- cause the Lulu’s are so athletic and dear Katherine is just dying to meet them. Oh well, I suppose all the local schools have run out of “sheik ma- terial” by this time. [28]

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Mrs. Smith. Huh, very alarming! Marion ought to have had that when she was going to school. Mrs. Jones. That’s no dream. At Chicago, ‘‘The People’s Lecture Hall tonight, lectures for weight. Miss Katherine Otto speaks on ‘Laugh and Grow Fat’.” Mrs. Smith. Katherine who always said, “Oh feet, don’t fail me now.” Mrs. Jones. And, Mrs. Robert Rickert, nee Dorothy Munson, has now opened a hardware store. ” Mrs. Smith. That’s probably because she knows which kind of pans make the best food. Experience is a good teacher. Mrs. Jones. And look at this picture. Marceline Gosselin still a model for “Stillman’s Freckle Cream.” Oh, this is one! “Send for the Palmolive Soap Company beauty pamphlets on ‘How to Keep that School- boy Complexion,’ by Judson Hastings.” Mrs. Smith. I always did adore that “last rose of summer” on Jud’s cheeks. Mrs. Jones. Gordon Wallace has a shop in Paris. The paper says, “For Correct Harmony in Your Daily Apparel see the Wallace Collegian Shop.” Mrs. Smith. “Collegian”, you mean “collision.” Mrs. Jones. I guess the crash was too much for you. Thelma Gemme has opened an optical shop in Japan. See the slogan, “The Eyes Have It.” Mrs. Smith. I can see Thelma’s black lamps now. M; s. Jones. Oh, Anna King is stepping along. Listen, “For comfort in later years, go to the Wilbraham Old Ladies’ Home. For application blanks write to Anna King, Proprietress.” Mrs. Smith. How natural, Anna King and in Wilbraham — Ideal spot, all right. Mrs. Jones. Esther Stebbins is exchange manager at a home for con- valescents. Mrs. Smith. Heavens, didn’t she have her fill of exchanges? Mrs. Jones. Then Alfred Johnson. He holds the title of home-run king. He plays with New York Yankees. Mrs. Smith. I’ll bet Babe Ruth is wishing he was young again. Mrs. Jones. Just two more classmates, Anna DePhillips and Bar- bara Fruwirth. Both married. Mrs. Smith. Yes, I heard Barbara has quite a tribe of football play- ers to bring up. Mrs. Jones. Anna DePhillips is living a life of leisure. Mrs. Smith. Anna would look lovely reclining gently on a lounge and sipping amber tea. Mrs. Jones. Oh, don’t get dramatic! Here is some news of the teachers. Miss Smith and Miss Ward are in Greenland. Miss Ward is writing the history of the land and Miss Smith is surveying the land. Mr. Dacey has retired. Mr. Williams and Mrs. Williams have retired, too, and of course living happily ever after! Mrs. Smith. Oh! Mrs. Jones. Mr. Smith owns a prizefighting camp. Miss Phealan is [30]