Bayley Ellard High School - Mitre Yearbook (Madison, NJ)

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l 1928 THe 1sAy.cer 4-,4NNUA.c 1928 VM JW it I l mx - 'lil ' X J tv, lfllyh- -Q J ll I tfi F-Jar . i CLASS PR Pl-IJEQNYD, f HEN Class Day speeches were being assigned to the members of our I class, I was chosen to assume the role of a prophet. Never having had experience in this line, I looked upon the task as being too difiicult for '4 meg when luckily an event occurred which changed the aspect of the case and made it an easy matter for me. -a o u Jie 8-J.-'J S Z1 I was wandering in the country one day, as persons will do now and then, enjoying the beauty and bountiful attire of the trees and listening to the melodious notes of the birds, when suddenly my name was called. Turning, I saw a woman running in my trend. As she approached me, I observed that she was a woman of hne physique, good looking and one of about twenty-five years of age. She wore a black tweed sports suit. A few projectiles of golden strands appeared beneath a tan sailor hat and seemed to add to the attractiveness of this extraordinary woman. I don't think you've ever seen a genuine witchg have you ?'l she began. 'Well, no, I replied. Do you know one is standing before you-that is what they call meg but I wouldn't be one of those dreadful beings for the entire world, although I do utter a prophecy once in a whilefl I assure you, I never was so amazed in all my life. I couldn't conceive so well-groomed a woman as she, performing the duty of a fortune-teller. She interrupted my trend of thought by saying: If you will permit me, I will assist you in overcoming a great difficultyf' Assist me in overcoming a great difficulty ?,' I replied. Why, indeed, Ilm in no particular trouble just now. Fifty-ffm'

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1,928 THE BAY.C6Y .ANNUAL 1928 W5 f kv and forward with new-born confidence to theuhigher classes through which we had still to pass. In September, 1926, we found it much easier than heretofore to take up our daily routine. Nothing much of importance happened for a while except the matter of the choice of our rings. Of these we are duly proud. Our basketball representatives were better than ever with Joe Dugan winning a berth as All County Guard. just about this time there was anation-wide drive for the missions. Bayley students engaged in various activities in response to the appeal and the Juniors were the leaders in this work, their efforts contributing signally to the winning of the banner. Suddenly it was decided to have an Interclass Basketball Tournament. We quickly organized a team that defeated all comers, with the result that the banner was hung in our room. Feeling that we had done little socially, we decided to give a supper and dance to the outgoing Seniors. Our plans were perfected and with our President as toastmaster the evening was a huge success. A few days later the Seniors were ransacking the school in the hope of recovering their stolen banner. It was sometime before it was discovered flying on the flagpole in front of the Grammar School. Though there were broad hints cast as to the suspicious ones, the identity of the daring ones is a mystery to this day. When we reviewed the events of that year we felt that our accom- plishments gave us the right to succeed the Seniors. Then, the day arrived, as such days have a habit of doing, when we found that our life-long ambitions had been realized, namely, we were mighty Seniors. How proud we were-emphasis on the were -until we were rudely brought back to earth by warnings from our faculty, to the effect that even Seniors had to work. Determination to make this year one to be remembered, we started things socially by giving a Hallowe'en Costume Dance, the outstanding social event of the season. Incidentally, the proceeds of this dance went to the Missions, in which we were specially interested. Basketball was not forgotten, and under Captain Dugan, the team made an enviable record, playing through the most successful season in the history of our School. Knowing well that the former issues of the Bayley Annual have been worthwhile productions with little room for improvement nevertheless, we are presumptious enough to hope we may attain a standard, even higher. However, this remains to be seen. But with the entire class working whole-heartedly toward this yearfs book's completion, a favorable result is anticipated. As the final year of the eventful four near completion we begin to understand why other outgoing Bayley Classes have left with tearful countenances. VV e confess that, though we have looked forward to Commencement Day from our very first day as students in the high school, we are not happy that it has arrived. VVe are leaving Bayley with a love for her which has deepened and become a very part of us during each of the four years spent within her walls. May the classes following us experience that same affection and leave Bayley as we are doing, with these sentiments fixed indelibly in their hearts also. Fifty-four

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1928 THE BAY..c6Y .ANNUAL 1928 WI , -1 Y qw You aren't? Not many days ago you were wondering and are still wonder- ing, how you are going to write your class prophecy. Of course, you're wonder- ing again how I gained this knowledge. Didnlt I tell yo-u I'm a prophetess? Now let's get right down to business. Have you a picture of your classmatesnwith you ? I believe I have, a small kodak picture, taken in the classroom. That is just the thing. Now write the name of each classmate under his or her picture, and then hand it to me. Don't make any inquiry. Wait, I will explain everything in a minute or two. You see, I use a crystal in my operation. I must think earnestly about a certain person, before his image will become visible. How could I concentrate on any of these faces in the picture if I never saw them? But wait, here is the plan: I'll take this picture to my abode, study each face carefully, write out the prophecy of each boy and girl, and send the results to you on Class Day. Yes, but how shall I know that you will send them P I put in. I will pledge my honor that you will have the papers on time. Is that enough ? I suppose it is, I replied. But what prompted you to be so solicitous ? Q You needn't worry about thatf' she answered. Do you wish me to send the papers or not? Well, go ahead and do it, I said. And if you don't play me false, I'll never be able to render sufficient thanks. With that she abruptly left me. Nothing was heard from the mysterious woman until I received the following: The first vision I see is a spacious field in which thousands are watching a game. The scoreboard says that New York is playing Washington and the score is 4-4. It is the ninth inning and the Yanks are at bat. The first batter up is given a base on balls and the spectators are glued to their seats with their eyes rivetted on the game. From the picture you gave me I recognize James Dempsey. fWell, I guess this bat will suit james. May he surpass Babe Ruth's record with it.j I now see in my presence as I gaze into the crystal the chamber of the United States House of Representatives. Many women grace the chairs for which men formerly had all rights reserved. I see Mary Alverson, Enola Ball, Evelyn Ciampaglio, Florence Hegarty and Anna Doyle. These members of the fair sex move about from one desk to another, causing considerable chaos, and the speaker who is also a woman is enthusiastically rapping for order. This girl whom you have designated Margaret Nerney compares very favorably with the young lady in the vision. fThis gavel is a suitable gift for Margaret. She may be able to use it in later years.j I now see a large laboratory. A number of men in white uniforms are conversing together, examining something in a test tube. These men resemble closely Vincent Hurley, Edward Gogerty, john Maher, Francis Geary, Leroy Fifty-six