Amherst Regional High School - Goldbug Yearbook (Amherst, MA)

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In ’anamaker’s “promenade des modeles” may be seen I ' dhel Thornton’s perfect tliirty-six, showing off the latest gowns with ease and grace. Elvira Tidland leads a pleasant married life on the M. A. C. Campus, married to the present professor of psychology. Lila Tiffany runs a chain of butter and egg stores in Westfield. The supplies are always different. hen they cannot be sold at one store they are shipped on to the next. The first woman representative in the Massachusetts State House was Dorothy Turner, our well known classmate. Genius is not easily recognized in its infancy. As we read the last words of the prophecy the leaves stirred slowly in their places, then with a sudden rush they scattered through the air and finally came to rest in hopeless confusion on the floor of the cave; but the future had been revealed, and we departed in peace. 30

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The Rev. Harold Keefe, after a stormy evangelistic career in Rotterdam, New York, settles down to a quiet ministry at The Amherst Christian Science Church. Rev. Keefe officiated at thirty-three deaths and forty-seven funerals in 1957. Behold! the feature of the Follies, applauded by the whole world, Rose Labrovitz in her famous Egyptian Scene. (Complimentary tickets to 1919) Esther Madigan, with years of excellent training as a nurse, has charge of Pratt Cottage, where illness is not the only cause of admittance. There will always be one kicking member of 1919. Mademoiselle Frances Martini has introduced the Koo Hitchi Slingo Jazz to the cabarets of Brookline. Fanny Magrath still clings to the slogan, “Let us do your dirty, don’t make your wifey.” She runs the Amherst Hydraulic Laundry to the detriment of clothes and pocketbook. Murchie Mersereau has slung sodas across the marble slab of Deuel’s Drug Store for the last ten years. Fie still tries to capture the heart of every stray damsel. “Hank” Moody runs a jitney service between Amherst and Northampton. He is in great demand by the Amherst “stewdents,” f or he has not forgotten how to tear up a terrible highway since 1919 days. This leaf of prophecy tells of the changing of the spelling, but not of the sound, of the name of Edith Page. Shutesbury profits by the stern discipline and fine training to which Marion Page subjects the offspring of that town. Susan Nancy Paige tickles the ivories in the Amherst Movies. At the twenty- third proposal, she accepted the heart and hand of the faithful Homer. W ' e behold Ruth Phillips, one of the four hundred, residing in her spacious mansion on Fifth Avenue, burdened by her millions and a husband. Herbert is making his millions by exhibiting the “Henry,” in which the belle of society. Miss Phillips once resided. “Rink” Reed moves great audiences by his magnificent interpretations of Shakes- pearean characters. He is at his best in the role of Hamlet. Ora Rouleau soars high and lands in the State House — when she falls from her latest model of aeroplane. “Mike” died in 1925, smitten by a grievous lovepang. The scene of his death- bed is indescribable. Mr. Shumway runs a grocery business at Plum Trees. His tar-soap, boned cod- fish and spavin cure are unbeatable. One try is sufficient. Catherine Sullivan, much against her husband’s wishes, has signed a contract with the Graphophogtoplay Company to be leading lady in“That Amherst High School Scandal.” In the last beauty contest Catherine got 5,135,000 votes. 29

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Turmoil reigned behind the scenes on the evenings of Alay ninth and tenth at A. H. S. and for good reason. The class of 1919 was about to distinguish itself by producing a play. The “paint shop” is full. And the boys’ dressing room. Pumps, shoes, neckties, silk hats, a stray derby, bosom shirts, and parts of dress suits are all over the place. Over in one corner Rog is slyly stuffing an army shirt into an already tight shirt bosom to make an artificial “bay window.” Spearie is jamming his toes into a pair of pumps, size nine. He wears elevens. As for Bullamy he is eating jujubes to keep his nerve up. At last the curtain rises — excuse me for presuming too much — rather the curtain is lifted by a series of jerks, painful evidence that some one behind the scenes is excited. A small drawing room confronts the eye, also a charming young music teacher and a-er boy; but actions speak louder than words. And the ivory tickler? Mimmy of course. Now who should wander in but Bullamy with his jujubes and Posket with his dignity, both of which are lost before the evening is over. But changing scenes! Standing on a step ladder is the Colonel, wig slightly awry but otherwise quite composed, hooking up scenery. Heinie is running about, very much excited, wearing a rather brainless expression. Gentle Alike nearly runs amuck with the piano while Steve enters brandishing a chair above his head. And during all this commotion Cis and Popham are dancing in the hall. Aly! the frivol- ity of youth is appalling! Some mysteries have yet to be solved about act two. What were those imitation oysters made of? The Property Manager refuses to divulge her receipe so our curiosities are unsatisfied. Another problem is the location of the climax. The moment, when Steve falls from the balcony, amid a crash of tin and breaking glass, (To be concluded on page 48) 31