Brattleboro Union High School - Colonel Yearbook (Brattleboro, VT)

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I6 THE DIAL Rachel Fisher, Betsey White, Betty Stevens, and Paul Burnham. Make way, Hollywood, for the stars of the future! The Home Economics Club, under Peg Douglas as President, sailed successfully through the year with the aid of Alice Martin, Publicity Agent, and Dorothy Friz- zell, Chairman of the social committee. Dana Chase was elected by popular vote for the office of President of the Literary Club. The class members were not in the least backward about coming forward into the sports limelight either. just listen to this! George Sprague was captain of the football team, and backing him were Bob Moore, Stan Iuscen, Pepper Martin, Harold Blodgett, Pud,' Burnham, Vern,' Vernott, Henry Merrill, and Ronnie,' Clark. What a thrill to see them plow through the op- posing lines! If you dicln't hear about the basketball team, you cer- tainly missed important news, for with the help of Beanie Tudor, Bill Lindsey, Stan juscen, and Fred Nims, the boys managed to bring home the bacon, as the saying goes, only it was in the form of a cup, awarded to the Southeastern Vermont champions. In the Southeast- ern Tournament, Bernard Tudor was chosen as a second team center, and later was also picked for the same posi- tion at the Vermont State Tournament. What a man! Bill Lindsey didn't do too badly for himself, either. He was chosen at the Southeastern State Tournament as second team guard. Nice going, fellows! Our hockey playing class members, those brave boys who dared jack Frost and King Snow to bring home more honors to B. H. S., were Bob Moore, George Sprague, Edu Dunklee, Vern'I Vernott, Dana Chase, Henry Merrill, Harold Blodgett, and Bill Holden. In the spring sports we were well represented with Bob Moore, Harold Blodgett, Stanley juscen, Bill Lindsey, and strutting their stuff on the baseball diamond. How the boys did show up those other teams! As for track-our boys were well ahead and above the other teams. With Burt Martin, Ronnie Clark, Bill Holden, Paul Burnham, and against them, the other teams didnlt have a ghost of a chance. The girls didn't do too badly in sports, either. Their little basketball team, with the aid of Peg', Douglas as captain and Lillian Bennett, Harriette Wilbur, Dorothy Frizzell, and Sylvia Brockington, managed to accumulate several victories in the name of good old B. H. Sfat least, they got in their two cents' worth. Under the guidance of President Stan Juscen, and with the aid of seniors Kermit Baker, Helen Berry, Betsey Hall, Betsey White, Fred Nims, and john Heald, the Student Council laid down the laws to the school and maintained decorum to a certain degree. At recess time one may have wondered to what degree, but for the most part, violators found that crime doesn't pay. The drama Double Door,'! chosen for the annual school play, was enacted by a very efhcient cast. Peg Douglas played the difficult role of the rich old spinster Victoria Van Bret, who tried, without success, to direct the fate of all who came in contact with her. Bettie Tasker gave excellent support as her younger sister, Caroline, and Edouard Roberts mastered the difficult part of their younger brother. Other senior class members taking part were john Heald, as the stately and dignified butler, Carter Jones, as the perplexed family advisor, Francis Shaw, as Dr. Sully, a friend of Rip, and Harold Barry, who portrayed the tough city detective, hired by Vickie to keep tabs on Rip's young wife. We are justly proud of the Editors on TI-IIE DIAL board for the honors which they helped to bring home from the various contests for school magazines. The judges of the National Scholastic Press Association recommended the cuts done by Harriette Wilbur as representing the best linoleum cutwork in school magazines. To say that we are proud would be putting it mildly! In the Columbia Scholastic Press Association contest, THE DIAL took second place. Our magazine was one of four in its class to win the highest honors of All-American rating in the National Scholastic Press Association Contest. Grace Weaver, an associate editor, was awarded first place in the Scholastic Poetry contest conducted by the University of Vermont and will receive a 35150 scholarship. The win- ning poem was Winter Sunset. Another member of our class, Dorothy Swan, though not a DIAL board editor, took second place in the State Essay contest with her Good Old Days. She is entitled to a 513100 scholar- ship. For the final frivolities of the year, committees were appointed to handle the details of the Class Frolic and of the Picnic under the chairmanship of the class president. Burt Martin, Coy Shaw, Peg Douglas, Helen Mulroney, and Betsey Hall took care of the plans for the Frolic. Arrangements for the Picnic were left to Harold Barry, Fred Nims, Ajlill Augustson, Dorothy Anderson, and Sylvia Brockington. Besides our dramatic talent and the athletes among us, we have three prize-winning orators. At the Sherman Prize Speaking Contest, Edouard Roberts won the first prize of 3525. Peg Douglas took second place and re- ceived SSI5, and Bettie Tasker the third prize of 3510. Our class song was written by Bettie Tasker, and the Ivy Ode by Doris Heyer. At the Class Day exercises, john Heald will undertake the Ivy Oration, Grace Weaver the Class Essay, Fred Nims the Class Oration, and Ines Lausi the Ivy Essay. Then, with a few more cere- monies, we shall be just another class of graduates facing the world. For the most part, the days spent in the old brick building have been happy, but we are looking forward to even greater happiness and success. -Sylvia Bra CkiI1gl0lZ

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THE DIAL I5 triedj. His official Logbook scribe and Purser were Betsey Hall and Edward Dunklee respectively. Although we did not have a galley, things were kept hot for any of our classmates who loitered on the way and drifted out into rough seas. Athletes in our class? Well, lim telling you! Eight members received their baseball letters during the year. Five of the huskier fellows played on the first team of parlor rugby. Martin was seen using his head for some- thing else than a place upon which to hang his football helmet during a contest. Well, he certainly was playing a fair and square game. The hockey and track squads had quite a number of our boys participating during their spare time. Mr. Johnston's Physics and Science classes were, as he would say, supersaturated with the stars.,' We have often wondered whether it was the once-a- weekn workouts, or the trips to far-distant places that made Coach Leroy johnstonis M. S. C. fMinor Sport Coachj men scamper so fast. Guess whom we found in the cast of the school play, Another Language! From the reports of the Brattleboro Sewing Circles, we heard that the name gave away the play, all right. Well, there was Durward Chamberlain, R. D. QResurrector of Dead Jokesj, who was the play husband of the white gardenia loverng Eddie fpro- nounce-it-rightj Roberts, was the lovesick adolescent, Bettie Tasker and Coy Shaw were supposed to be the un- equal halves of a quiet, happily married whole. The Junior Prom, our gala event of the year, came when We docked on june 14th, and honored the Queen of the Seasf' The Normandie. An appropriate nautical at- mosphere was created with anchors, lifeboats, and life preservers. The lifesavers were so placed that, if the Prom did go on the rocks, the women and children would have plenty of time in which to slide into the preservers, while the men could go down singing Minnie the Mer- maid, with Smiling Frankie Carle's orchestra playing the accompaniment. Of course, we had reserved two of the cork doughnuts for Hippy Tasker, one for each arm, so that she would be able to get ashore and use her personality to calm and to direct the floundering young men who might later take cramps in the deep sea of life. On june 19th, we cruised back to earth. Our eight- month voyage had been an interesting and enjoyable one. We had felt the importance of being an upperclassman, and we were prepared to sail on the Senior liner 1936, looking forward to new thrills and adventure. -john Dawir Senior Year With a self-assurance known only to seniors, we re- turned on September fourth for our last bumpy ride toward knowledge. True, a few of our colleagues were bounced off and had to be left behind, but for the most part, we hung on for dear life! Many of us are going to dismount now, but a few of those with more courage are still riding high. They intend to stick on, and to travel further into the field of college. Congratulations to you for your courage and luck! As is the usual custom, at the first assembly the fresh- iesn were heartily welcomed, and how we, as Seniors, did look down upon them! Was it possible that the class of '36 had ever been as insignificant as the group now stumbling into the already well-filled main room? The idea was preposterous, though probably true. Shortly after having established ourselves as Mr. Milleris people,', we settled down to the business of electing our officers. We decided that Paul Burnham had sufiicient brains and brawn to lead us through our hazard- ous school year. Betsey White was elected to fill his chair, if, for any reason, he should desert us. john Heald was made class treasurer, and Mary Gembarowski was elected to the task of keeping the minutes of the class meetingsm- in case there were any. The Freshman Blowout was our first frivolous affair. jack Emery, as Fred Allen, conductor of the Town Hall program, entertained the youngsters in great style. Betsey White, as P0rtland,', added to the hilarity. She had with her her little thithter, Lillian Bennett. Thum fun! I'll bet that not many of you realized that we had in our midst a professional snorer--Edouard Roberts, to be specihc! He was not professional enough, however, to complete his exhibition before the interruption of the gong. One must be good to last on the Town Hall Amateur Show! The next act for the amusement of the new students was a selection rendered by the Leather- Lunged Quartet. It seems, however, that one of the members was otherwise engaged-at least, he was quite conspicuous by his absence. The singers, now reduced to three-john Heald, Durward Chamberlain, and Carter jones-adopted the title of The Silver-Tongued Triof' Oh, for the golden tones of a lark! A short pantomime with Betsey Hall, John Heald, Edouard Roberts, and Bettie Tasker, and an artistic dance by Edythe Graves con- cluded the program. The freshies much more gallantly applied themselves to the task of pushing back the chairs than they did to that of dancing to the snappy rhythm furnished by 'ijohnnyi' Semonian and his band. They'll learn! Our showing as officers of the various school clubs, we are happy to say, was excellent. Dorothy johnson held down the position of President of the Alpha Epsilon Club, with Sylvia Brockington as her second, and Hilda Gomez as Treasurer. Businessfthat's the thing! Francis Shaw was elected President of the Dramatic Club, and Dorothy johnson was made Secretary. The Dramatic Club has certainly been up and comingu this year! The plays A Glimpse of Stephen Foster, and part of Treasure Islandi' were broadcast over station WNBX, and The Flower Shopi' was presented for the Order of the Eastern Star. The future stage stars from the class of '36 taking part in these presentations were Betsey Hall, Bettie Tasker, jack Emery, Francis Shaw, john Heald, Dana Chase, Edouard Roberts, Dorothy johnson, Carter jones,

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CLASS WILL WE, the class of nineteen hundred and thirty-six A.D., of the Brattleboro High School, of the borough of Brattleboro, of the county of Windham, of the State of Vermont, tributary to the United States of North America, do solemnly swear that two and two make five and that black and white are redg that whosoever may dispute us is outside our good graces, and shall be hanged by his left hind third toe nail until he states that he has a fairy godmother. We do bequeath the following to the following fand may you follow, alsoj. To Clarence Tarzan Barber we leave three sprightly hairs from the massive chest of Primo Grgzel-Grcz- fyou pronounce itlj to be grafted onto Tarzan's chest by Miss Ruth Tiddledewiddle Helyar, on the twenty- sixth of June, nineteen thirty-six, in the vain hope that Clarence may become a man. To Beverly Jennings we donate one streamlined boy friend, with the hope that she may gain a little speed. To the class of nineteen thirty-nine we give one cradle and three diamond-studded rattles. To the Solid Geometry class we leave the theme song, Prisms Is Our Business. To the class of nineteen thirty-seven we leave one R. C. A. Brain so that they may all have something in common. To Cora Terreri we deed Durward Chamberlain's gunboats so that she may sail at midnight. To Clyde Howard we donate Diogenes' lamp so that he may find his way among the hidden recesses of the basement. To Stanley Wilson we leave our senorial dignity and loftinessg may he wear this mantle forever. To Timothy Man Mountain Crane we give one com- plete set of Charles Atlas so that Timmy may see how he came by those bulging muscles which just ripple into every girl's heart. To Izzy Tupper we leave a few Francs with which she may buy a Taylor Shoppe in Paris. We dub Chocolate Soldier DeLottinville Generalis- simo Supremo P. D. Q. in the Vermont junior National Guard, as a result of his excellent direction of many town big shots during the flood era. To Evelyn She Who Slapsi' Tyler, we give Frankie Taylor's strong right arm to ward off all offending ad- mirers. Yes, fellows-Durward! George Lovey Dovey Hawkins and june COO-Coo Johnson are given complete possession of the left hand corner main room seats to be used by said couple as a love seat. To Merle Coombs we bequeath two permanent seats in the afternoon session room. One is to be used for his head and the other for his books. To Boogey Boogeyn Dutton we give the right to say kitchey-kitchey-koo to all the girls on the second floor. These words from Frankie's native tongue mean Want a ride on the handlebars ? May Primpy Primrose enjoy one leather bound vol- ume of Louise French's classic The Ways and Means of Men. l'Primpy says all men weigh little and mean nothing! For Eleanor Wren Weaver we build one cosy, in- destructible nest, where she may chirp and twitter to her heart's content tweet, tweet, Wrenny! To Merrill Barber, locally known as Little Lord Fauntleroyf' we leave the exclusive privilege of playing Matey More's immortal game tweek. To Leslie Warren we bequeath a foundation, so that he may thoroughly investigate the belief that Burton Gregg is the original missing link. To just call me Eddy Burton, we bequeath one home for penniless pigeons and homeless hounds, and also a mystery story entitled A Young Girl and a Brief Case. To Primo we give one big letter I. To Frank Wilson we leave three yards of surgical thread so that he may sew up his split infinitives. To Eddie Colt we leave the privilege of receiving one yellow pansy before the school play next year, said flower to be presented by Edouard Robert. To Beverly Filion we bequeath a fireman's ladder, not in the hope that she might fall off, but so that she may find out how tall Groucho', Stebbins really is. To ScuHle Carlson we leave one automatic head scratcher so that he may enliven his wits at all times. To Ben Cox we deed one acetylene torch so that he may weld up his dangling participles. To Night Hawk DeAngelis we leave one copy of that famous piece Three O'clock in the Morning, which she has again made famous. To Unfaithful Crawford we give one airplane, so that she may reach her devoted followers in Saxtons River each Friday night. We leave to George Hawkins the doubtful honor of executing this will. We feel that his indomitable courage and integrity will bent him in this capacity. We also feel that he will spend a long time within these haunted walls so that he will have plenty of time in which to complete our wishes. In witness whereof we hereby afflx our names and seals in the year of nineteen hundred and thirty-six A.D. BETSEY WHITE JACK EMERY Witnessed by: ELLEN RowLEY VERA PROUTY