Bethlehem Central High School - Oriole Yearbook (Delmar, NY)

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I now found myself walking along a main street thickly populated with horses, people, wagons, carts, buggies and a few automobiles. As I walked beneath the tall, shady oaks and elms on the slate-stone sidewalk, a curious looking horse-drawn vehicle pulled up, and its driver, who turned out to be Paul Eck, asked if I wanted a cab, but as soon as he recog- nized me, and I, him, he told me to get in, and he would show me the city. We first passed a large building, which Paul told me was designed and constructed by the Raymond Mac Donald Construction Co. In this building were several shops and business offices, I noticed the Shirley-May, a florist shop, owned and operated by Shirley Perry, according to Paul. In this same building were the Phillips and McGuirk Employment Agency offices CI waved to Deane and Don in their window as I passedj and the main branch of the Gwendolyn and Lois Beauty Shops, managed by Lois Haswell and Gwendolyn Hotaling. In one window was the sign, Embalming While You Wait-Bruce Brunk-prop. Having passed Marguerite Vanderbilt, pushing a twin baby carriage, I saw another window stenciled Mott 81 Mott, Law Firm , and as I called attention to it, Paul said that the two brothers, Jim and George, were doing quite famously,-considering the length of time they had been in business. He also told me that Robin Hand was sixth vice- president in the Petromolitan Life Insurance Corporation building next door. The next building, I could easily see, was a school of some sort, Paul confirmed my convictions by telling me that it was the D. B. C., a business school. He further enlightened me by listing the members of the faculty, who had graduated from dear old Bethlehem Central, they were as folows: Sam Donato, Gertrude Andrews, Dorothy Bentz, Dorothy Byrnes, Evelyn Campbell, Ellen Gilgore, Helen Kleinke, Ruth Miller, Marie Willis, and Etta Mae Wineberger. Further down the street we came to a wooden structure, very similar in appearance to pictures I have seen of old time Opry Houses , and that's just what it was. At this point I gave Paul my thanks and descended from the gig or hansom for what-ever it wasj and pro- ceeded toward the theater, the billboard proclaimed, in that type common to the beginning of the century, that the production now featured was The Fireman's Flame , with Irma Pinney in the titular role, the billboard also told that Romeo and Juliet was to be pre- sented the next week with Mlle. Frances Keelan as Juliet and Dick Lynch as Romeo: and the week following f'Romeo and Juliet would feature, fit readj, Mlle. Esther Burnes, originator of the Turkey Trot and her chorus of real turkeys. Glancing at my watch I found that I was just in time for the matinee. I paid my way and went in. In the lobby Alice Tibbits, enveloped in sables, was pointed out to me as Ambassador-at-Large to all South America in general. Harry Paige was pointed out as the World's Tennis Champion. In the brief time before the curtain rose, I saw in the audience, in Navy uniforms of the Pre-Gob era, the following Messieurs: Thomas Barker, Edward Colwell, Kenton Sperry, William Cook, CHI was shanghaied , he claimedl, William Hotaling, Roy McCormack, William Moak, Arnold Moore, and Joe Thomas .... As the curtain ascended and the orchestra took position, I saw that Donald Leopold Cassa- vantski was conducting, and that Elizabeth Nasner was playing the harp. I also noticed in the Gibson Girl chorus: Robin Auty, Betty Martin, and Elaine Sanefski .... Between Acts One and Two I met Adele Buchaca and Kermit Remele, who told me that they were the Art and History professors, respectively, at the Teachers' College. . . . Between Acts Two and Three a short, humorous skit was presented, entitled the Original Brenda and Cobina , featuring Jeanne Paige as Cyou'll never guessj and Elvira Wolf-Girl as Cobina. This proved quite amusing, however, I was glad to get back to the play and Irma's grand singing. When the last round of applause had stopped, and the house-lights had gone up, I turned and saw on either side of me I had an old class-mate. Paul Luce, who was on my left, told me that he was now a forester for the Government: Spencer Lodge, and David Halsdorf, who were to the right of me, explained to me the advantages of their farms. Now I withdrew from the theater with the rest of the audience, and as I came into the open air everything suddenly went foggy. I began to feel very groggy and d - r -o -w- s -y C Z z z z z z z D . . .The next thing I can remember is opening my eyes in a modern hospital room. My real doctor Cwho never even saw Bethlehem Centralj leaned over and explained to me that I was coming out of a coma CBoy! if he only knewj and that something had gone wrong during my brain operation, and that fto put it colloquiallyj my wires had been tempo- rarily crossed so as to produce anything that I might be thinking in reverse, if you know what I mean .... l . . . And so endeth my Dream Prophecy of what might have happened had we all not been born thirty years too late . R. L. H. Pago twenty- I

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CLASS PROPHECY-fOr Reflections in a Psycopafhic Wardl I samvnzo TO BE coM1NG dreamily, hazily, and happily from another world, and, as yet, nothing was real,+nothing, that is, except the putrescent essence of ether. Far, far away I thought I saw a doctor and heard him saying, Yes, tch, tch, we had to operate on the poor boy's braing he developed a chronic case of cerevric-amentia from endeavoring so hard to write a class prophecy for his school year book ,. . .Ah, now I remembered! Yes, yes. As I opened my eyes more fully, I realized that I was in the same old hospital room,- or was I? . . . The doctor whom I recognized to be Ben Grant boasted billowy sideburns and a large mustachiog the three nurses at his side I knew at once were jean Tiedeman, Virginia Neal, and Carolyn Hardy, even though each did wear her hair in a high pompadour with a knot at the back. I also noticed that their dresses very unrevealingly met their lace-ups fgaitersj at the ankles. My! My! Had I been under the ether so long that the styles had changed? . . . As the others silently departed, Carolyn soothed my forehead and told me that if I would be very quiet, she would have the duty nurse bring me something to read. After she had gone I discontentedly contemplated what was happening to me, until the door opened, and in walked Carolyn Doherty with a magazine entitled Ketchum's Bazaar and a newspaper called the ,Bethlehem Star Tribune, whose motto I noticed to be, old or new we give it to you , I thanked my old class-mate, and having taken my temperature with a thermometer marked DeShaw instead of the usual Fahrenheit, she went out leaving me to browse. . . . As I turned the page of KElCfZ7lWZi,Y Bazaar I noticed that jane Ketchum was Editor-in-chief with Margie Schalfner, Jeanne Miller, Marjorie Littleheld, June Nodine, and josie Schmuttbrubscrublimostein as Associate Editors. Edith Seiler, Louise McCauley and Marolyn Guy were Art Editors, Edna Lacy was Book-Section Editor, Vesta Willard was Children's Page Editor, Dick Betts was Business Manager, and Bill Mason and john Kenyon were Managers. The printers were Don Brate 81 Co. H Could all these people be my class mates of my dear old Alma Mater! ! ! , I wondered, as I fingered through the magazine. On one of the fashion pages I noted that the new style hobble skirts were designed by Marian Kuhn of the Kuhn shops of London, another page of fashions presented to my bewildered eyes the frightful and fruitful hats of Mlle. Dorothy- Lily Mashe'-Spencer of Paris. Two things I particularly remembered about this magazine were its original short stories by Suzaane Cantwell and its articles on personal adventures and travels by Inez Williman. As I closed Ketchamlv Bazaar, I noticed on the back cover an advertisement appealing to the modern American woman to beautify herself with the latest in wasp-waist girdles originated by Dorothy Luce of For-Goodness-Saks, Fifth Avenue, New York City. I now turned to my newspaper which proved to be edited by Margery Hicks, on the front page in blearing headlines was the report that the Wright Brothers, on trial, denied that they stole from Allen Emmons, Warren Ganter and Fred Richter Cwho claimed to be the original inventorsj the plans for the aeroplane fiown recently and successfully at Kitty Hawk. judge William Pierpont Montague Oliver, III was officiating at the trial. In another column it was reported that President Robert Delano Simon and members of his cabinet Leland Ewing, Norman Knisely and Willis Vogel were conferring on the Federal Strawberry Reserve question. On page two there was a cartoon of woman suffregette, Marian Kibbe, drawn by Bob Phillips: also there was a Society Column written by Jane Snyder which told among other things of the marriage of Norman Einstein Nichols and Dorothy Lamour Smallman. On the same page that announced that Miss Barbara Pick- ford Greenhalgh had won the title of Miss America, 19? P, I came across a notice which read as follows :-Maxwell automobiles and other horseless carriages for sale-Repairs-Over and underhauling-Pneumatic tires-Horseshoeing-Bacher, Stott, Nicholson, Vaughan, and Donato,-Proprietors .... Several days later during the course of which I had the following nurses in attendance, Nurse Lorraine Shreiner, Nurse Mary Winne, Nurse Marjorie Martin, Nurse Gloria Hotal- ing, Nurse Pearl Knowles, Nurse Blanche Freleigh, Nurse Phyllis Fink, and Nurse Rita Gagner, I was allowed to roam about the hospital, being interned only at night for inspec- tion. During this period of roaming I discovered that Norma Dooley was in charge of the Children's Ward which joined the Psycopathic Ward that I was in. At the Head Nurse's desk I found Mildred King, and sitting nearby were Katherine and Elizabeth Wagner, looking prim and alike in their shirtwaists, doing secretarial work on some ancient machines which I finally concluded were forerunners of the modern typewriter .... In a few days more, Doctor Grant gave me permission to leave the hospital, this made me very happy, and I immediately left, having said my adieus to all my friends .... Page 1 wenty-nigh!

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