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

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Humoresque Mr. Boylston: There's something brewing around here, and it's not yeast! It seems that some of our little senior lassies tering their second childhood, judging by the recently seen. are en- pi gtails Advice to Freshies: Do your Latin up Brown! Epitaph: Here the bones of me remain, like I did- just a little too long. A real tickler : Important not because it's in the exam, but in the exam because it's important. Mr. Chaffey fto Bob Clarkj z Bob, I haven't seen your theme yet. Bob: 'KI haven't either. MOVIE REVIEW Happy Landing -Ski Teams! The Rat -He Who Invented Exams! - Every Day's a Holiday -That Is, Every Saturday! You Can't Take It with You -That Gum, of Course! Stage Door -Ouch! I Paid To Get in There! After the Thin Manl'-He's Rushing the Basket! Damsel in Distress AI Lost My Algebra Paper! SHAKESPEARE IN B. H. S. Paradox-Mr. Boylston's shrieks of silence! Simile-Frankie Giammarco and Louise Pellett! Onamatopeia-Ohggee-golly-gosh! Confusion-Seventh period history class! Pathos-Jean Crosby trying to look serious! Excess-Mr. Chaffey's socks! Repetition-Betty Fowler's bells! Picture of Scotland-Malcolm McGregor! Plot Element-Mr. Boylston's wink! Misunderstanding- But I thought it was Chapter 19 V' Symbolism-We all stand for the school song! Irony-And I hope that you all get A+ in your exams! UPON Los1No MY TRACTION Very cautiously and stiff-leggedly picking my way down the hill covered with treacherous ice ftreacher- ous because it lets you downj, I condemn, wickedly, all the northland powers that invented the process of freezing water. One leg is trying its darndest to desert, but, just in time, it decides that its side has a chance of winning this battle. Thousands of icy spears jab fero- ciously at my feet, which are armored only with rubber. I pick up warily one pedal extremity, and tenderly place it on a glass-like substance. Like the winged foot of Mercury, mine skims gracefully UQ over the aforesaid slippery surface. The other lags behind, because that peaceful soul Qsolej does not desire to accompany the former pugnacious warrior. Like a building which col- lapses after fire has eaten into its very heart, I fall, com- pletely subdued, stretching my length along the cold, cold, ground. Is that Venus I see? Ah, no! Nothing here could be so beautiful as she. Those conical shapes look like horns- and what's that? As I live and breathe, it's a curly tail! Ouch! That evil-looking pitchfolk is pricking me! Woe! Alas! What have I done to deserve all this? Like a shooting star, a flame from the huge boniire darts across the darkness. But it was daylight the last I knew. What has happened to me? Is that a halo upon my head? or merely a bump? My head is swimming and swirling like a top. One of my lights has gone out. Cyclops-like I glare frantically through my one optic. Do I have any arms and legs? Eureka! Here they are! But I can hardly feel them. What's come over me? I'm sink- ing! There's a river roaring past my ear. Sweet music like that of dozens of angels playing their harps drifts serenely to the other ear. All my limbs are in contrast. Am I in heaven? or six feet under, pushing up icicles? A derrick has fastened its claws between my ribs. It's lifting me, I'm soaring high above the clouds. Ugh! Who threw that water in my face? H. B. '38, Ir HAPPENS HERE! In the summer if you were playing tennis you would have to take a shower and then run into the shade with a bottle of pop. F!! ' Y 'rx' - X! Q : 9 x: V' 9, -2. xy V 1 E,-5.-'-'s r Q11 '. x i 19 Cul by Flofine Deflngelii' '38

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-1 Q ' q' ffflffyffffgffy Z I MQ M53 'ir44'Zi,,4 'MY in 'Silvi- jiiilff ,I X.. ..a--.rw W -',,, A Cuz by Cora Tenen 39 2,4-'jf f -, X' ., . k .livils pf' v- 'g:7-7 - ' - - ' A' - ad 'F' Q cause you want your name on a billboard Your in gets there too often already! Easy now' the road is U rxn v l 53 ,4 1 , , lflllmii- T' J-- lifil I Q - i f . a - 'ra HE white bordered road wound on and on-around bends, up hills, through valleys and over bridges- farther and farther. The little car purred along, hugging the road-side with its drifted banks. Jeweled trees sped by on either side, gently holding their snow decked limbs aloft for the admiration of passers-by. White hills stretched out in the distance, riddled with silhouettes and shadows sketched by a brilliant sun. What a day! and what scenery! With breathtaking awe we gazed at the world around us. Up a steep grade and around a bend we skimmed- the little car and I-expecting new grandeur with every turn. Sure enough, there was a new view awaiting us! But ugh! What a view! Billboards and more billboards stuck up in every direction-hiding beautiful wood scenes, blemishing Nature's countenance! Why must these hideous objects be crowded into such places? What's this? I haven't seen this one before. I can't quite make it all out. Oh, yes, now I can. Why, of all things! Listen to this: Fred Coombs of Brattleboro, a senior at the University of Vermont, was appointed to serve as a member of the publicity committee of the In- ternational Relations Club. Fancy Ending that on a bill- board! Wait a minute, there's more to it: Marshall Helyar, a sophomore at the University, has been promoted from the rank of private to that of Corporal in the R. O. T. C. Battalion at U. V. Well, now, maybe I'll learn some- thing from these billboards, yet. Look, there's another one down yonder. Let's amble along and read its message. There are two attractive look- ing girls on this one-oh, yes, they're familiar all right, having left our high school in the class of '35. Remember Shirley Miller and Marion Coleman? Sure, you do. Shirley is a junior at the University of Vermont, enrolled in the Elementary Education Course. She has been placed on the Dean's list for receiving a B average for the second semester of last year, and Marion, also a junior at U. V. M., was elected secretary of the University French Club. Well, I thought we'd hear from them, sooner or later. C OME on, now, Jennie, don't stall here-just when my curiosity's all aroused. I want to find out what that big sign down in the valley says. You're just jealous, rather slippery in spots. That sign is getting bigger and bigger. Guess it must be important. Sure thing! Listen to this one, Jennie: Charles K. Houghton, a senior at the University of Vermont, at- tended a convention of the American Society of Civil En- gineers held in Boston. He has also been awarded letters in varsity cross-country, having been a prominent man in that sport this year. He was one of the top-scoring men on his team in the Vermont-Harvard rifle match which Vermont won. Then, too, Charlie was a member of the V. C. A. delegation which attended the annual National Student Christian Movement Conference held recently at Miami College in Oxford, Ohio. 'Twould take a good many billboards to write down all of Charlie's ac- complishments, I'm afraid. Wait a minute, Jennie. Don't be in such a hurry! First, you threaten to stop, and now, you want to race. I guess that you're curious, too. Let's investigate that one over there. It looks interesting. Here's what it says: John Davis, a sophomore at the University of Vermont, was recently promoted to the grade of corporal in 'C' com- pany. So far, all of these signs here concern Vermont Uni- versity. Yes, this one does, too. It says that George Brout- sas, Harold Carlson and Frank Taylor earned their numerals in freshman football this season. Wait, that's not all it says. Broutsas and Taylor are also members of the University freshman basketball squad this year. I'm not surprised one bit! After the spectacular way in which those boys entered into high school sports, why shouldn't they show up well? NOW, there's one more sign hereaboutsg we mustn't go by without reading that. Slow down, Jennie, let me get a good look: Sylvia Strand, a sophomore at U. V. M., was selected to sing second soprano in the women's glee club this year. She will also sing second soprano in the University choir. That's all Jennie, there aren't any more signs around here. Perhaps it's just as well. They really do mar the beautiful scenery. I'll bet you a gallon of gas, old girl, that we find more signs within the next quarter mile. You take up the bet? All right, here we go. Hurrah! I won! But it doesn't do me any good-you'll have to have the gas anyway! See? There are two big fContinued on page 211 wi

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That night the temperature rose and it started to grizzle. And old time sport was slay riding, they would hich old Dopin to the slay and off they would go. For others it leads a most horable winter of colds, alot of sickness, and rumitisum. When the snow is falling I can imagin many difren desins the snow flakes are. I have heard it said that now two snow flake are alike. Theare are many outdoor sport for the winter. One that many of us up home engoy is the harf mile slide. People traveling in the state ran out of gas, they would half to wait until next day until they could go and further. The snow down are necks didn't feel very hot! Some- thing terble happened. We went through the pier where we saw lobsters, crabs, shrimp, sword fish and many others. The boy was kidnapped and then later found lying in the snow, strip from all his close. This notice was posted on the attendance oftice door: This attendance ollice will be closed until Monday, jan. 31st, at which time all exrurer for absence during exami- nation days will be due, in addition to regular excuses for ordinary absence. By crossing out certain letters in words, an unknown student caused the notice to read as follows: This attend- ance office will be closed until Monday, jan. 1st, at which time all excuses for sence during examination days will be due, in addition to regular uses for ordinary sence. THE PLAY'S THE THING! lContinued from page 141 An important Metro executive said to Roy, about the con- test, That money was in and out of your pockets more times than I can tell you! When asked about future plans, Roy said he has no inclinations to become an author. He intends to take up the study of medicine at Duke Uni- versity. I 2 CLUBS AND SUCH KCor1.tir1ued from page 162 EPSILON meeting under the direction of Theresa Joslyn. Mrs. Whitney QAlta Paulmanj was rehearsing a play for the Yachting Club and Mr. Fielding fAnnabelle Nicholsj was coaching her. Somebody's bathtub began leaking, then started a row, and Mrs. jones fThelma Olgiatej, the lady next door, lost her diamond ring. Euphelia, the colored maid, played by Anna Kempf and her beau, Erastus, played by Mary Luciani, provided plenty of amusement! Oh, my! Oh, my! Oh, my! Euphelia helped Erastus get the S5100 reward for the lost ring, so's day could get hitched! Finally, a lady policeman was called in to settle the fracas- It sure beat the Dutch! After the play, the to be secretaries pushed back the chairs and dancing ensued. Everybody Big Appled around the library floor and oh-what fun! Paderewski Park inspired us to become Fred Astaire-like and we did our best!!! wk 41 Pk :Is 'ls Pls Curtain! Action! Camera! Don't be amazed! It's only the PHOTOGRAPHY CLUB which met in Room 17. Mr. Brown explained the secrets of developing and showed several pictures. Presi- dent Deane Tasker then conducted a business meeting and suggested dues. The club also discussed a hike into scenic woodland. Trees and snow scenes are next month's pictures. B. H. S. will probably graduate from its sacred por- tals many cinematographers in june!! lk Ph 212 if 214 wk M'ave th' nex' dance? Oh, but we've had it! The Student Council blossomed out with one Friday evening, February 11. Mel Harris and his Swingsters was the orchestra for the affair, and Mr. and Mrs. Wiggin, Miss Rowley, and Mr. Granger were the how do you do chaperones. More fun! Now we're looking forward to the Prom! Come on, juniors! 22 Pls Pls Pls is is igxpectancy JEANETTE HARWOOD '40 D Usk drew her cloak on gently, Proudly displaying a bonnet of stars. Frost sketched patterns on my window, Engendering in its clevemess white, webbed blinds. Those stenciled shades prevented me From watching the night's fleeting campaign, For fresh, unrivaled beauty, So I waited, expectantly, for dawn. ol