Bristol High School - Green and White Yearbook (Bristol, RI)

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THE GREEN AND WHITE VOL. I. JUNE, 1931 No. I ISSUED BY THE STUDENTS OF THE COLT MEMORIAL HIGH SCHOOL. BRISTOL. R. I. Editor-in-Chief—CLAUDIA DeWOLF. Associate Editor MARY MAGEE Business Manager HILTON LEVY Assistant Business Manager VINCENT MESCALL Circulation Manager GENEVIEVE PAGNANO Assistant Business Manager ANTHONY RUGGIERO Senior Editors MARGARET CICERCHIA ANGELINA RANALLI Junior Editors LILLIAN DUNBAR ALBERT METCALF Sophomore Editors MARY MASON VIRGINIA MARSHALL Alumni Editor MISS ANNIE D. SISSON Advisor MISS SADIE CALLAN BOARD OF EDITORS LITERARY ....... SPORTS .......... TABLE OF CONTENTS ...... 3 ALUMNI NOTES .. ...... 4-21 SENIORS .... ... 22-26 ADVERTISEMENTS 27-40 41-55

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BOARD OF EDITORS

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4 THE i R E E N AND WHITE THE WHITE BLANKET Dorothy Clifford had just completed a three year’s nursing course at a small hospital in Quebec. She had to remain there for there was no chance of getting into a larger hospital. Still, she didn't mind, especially as wonderful winter sports could be enjoyed there. Dorothy was a lively girl, just glowing with health, so full of the spirit of youth, looking at life as a great game full of promise. The first few months of the winter season dragged on. Dorothy was eager to be in the thick of things. The little hospital offered no opportunities, but still Dorothy managed to learn quite a bit. Her cases were few, but interesting. She liked especially to take care of the children, who liked her immediately. Way off in a small village, diphtheria was raising havoc with the little colony of Eskimos, Canadian-French. They were sadly in need of anti-toxin. One night, a man almost dead with fatigue stumbled into the little hospital on the outskirts of Quebec. He begged for help for the people of his village. A few doctors immediately offered their services, but only one nurse offered her’s. It was Dorothy Clifford. She gladly welcomed this opportunity for excitement, not taking into consideration at all the dangers involved in a long trip over that huge white blanket of snow in dog sleds .with other snowstorms on the wav. The necessary supplies were carefully packed in dog sleds. The next morning three doctors and Dorothy started off for that unfortunate village. Speed, speed, alone could help those doomed people who had not the slightest idea of how to deal with such an illness. Speedily the dog sleds glided over the snow, Dorothy chatting gaily, but no one responded to her mood. She couldn’t under- stand why the doctors wore such glum expressions on their faces. But she soon found out. Beautiful white flakes began to fall slowly, then a little faster, faster, until a blizzard was raging. Dorothy became numb. It was impossible to keep on. Their guide suggested that they stop for they would surely be lost. In some miraculous way they managed to pitch those queer little tents. They remained there until morning then hurried on tired and cold. They arrived at the village that night. What a pitiful sight met their eyes. Those poor creatures huddled in their cabins, some dead, other not far from it. Horrible moans rent the air. The tired travelers immediately set to work. For days they labored almost unceasingly accomplishing wonders with that great anti-toxin. The three doctors knew that their expedition would attract attention, would make them, yet they labored on. caring little for their own welfare. In a brief period of rest one of the doctors said to Dorothy, “Well, my girl, you won’t have to worry when you get back to Quebec. They’ll want you all over. You’ll be famous and you certainly deserve to be. You’ve been too wonderful for words. Dorothy went about her work with renewed energy. Then came another message. Fifty miles away, another village was afflicted, perhaps was worse than this one. They just begged for some sort of aid. With only a small quantity of anti-toxin left, Dorothy, one doctor and a guide set out. They had grave doubts about the success of their journey, but bravely they went on. As feared, a terrible blizzard came up. But this guide kept on ; he was stubborn and anxious for his people. The dog sleds were heaped with snow. The tired dogs plodded along. No one of the three spoke. A blanket of white held them down.