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

Text from Pages 1 - 84 of the 1936 volume:

COLT MEMORIAL HIGH SCHOOL (iREEN AND WHITE STAFF THe Green (EL WHite VOL. 1 JUNE, 1936 NO. 1 ISSUED BY THE STUDENTS OF THE COLT MEMORIAL HI JH SCHOOL. BRISTOL, R. I. Kditor-in-Chief—RUTH TATTRIE Associate Editor-in-Chief RUTH SANFORD Business Manager WILLIAM SISSON Assistant Business Manager JAMES CONLEY Circulation Manager PETER ALFANO Assistant Circulation Manager ARNOLD DREYER Senior Editors ROSE FORMISANO ESTHER PERKINS ELSIE WEAVER Junior Editors MARY VELLBCA HERMAN KEMPH Sophomore Editors LOUISE IASIELLO TEVIS SHUSMAN Alumni Editor MISS SISSOX Faculty Advisor—MISS CALLAX m ffl !•: I 1TORIAL THE NEXT THREE HUNDRED Three hundred years have passed since forward-looking men and women with stalwart hearts came to the southern sea-washed part of Xew England and built their homes, instilling there a spirit of wise tolerance and independent thinking. Three hundred years of bustling activity, rising and falling tides, and quiet, steady growth, and now, in 1936, we take time to review those years of Rhode Island’s history, to honor the great people whom they have produced. This tercentenary celebration seems to me like a knot in a broad, broad ribbon. Here we stand on the knot and looking back, see the events of three centuries which have unrolled down this ribbon of time. We can sec departed eras and changing conditions, problems met and conquered, and others to be solved. Up onto this very knot these tumults roll unceasing, and soon we must step off onto the broad flat ribbon of the next three hundred years. It seems like a long, long view, doesn’t it ? And yet it is an important part we have to play in those years, for we will be the foundation for the future. May it be a strong one. The past three centuries in Rhode Island have seen constant progress. May the next ones sec no less. Now we are starting the structure of another three hundred years. May we always build upward. RUTH SAX FORD 37. TO iili . djnlnt 1L. Hutrlu' MEMBER OF THE FACULTY OF COLT MEMORIAL HIGH SCHOOL THE STAFF DEDICATES THIS ISSUE OF THE GREEN AND WHITE CLASS OF 1936 PETER JOSEPH ALFANO s c c Student Council 3, 4, (president); College Widow, 4; Executive Committee, 4; Green and White, 3, 4; Basketball, 2, 3, 4; Football, 2, 3, 4; Baseball, 2, 3, 4; Flower of Venezia,( chorus), 2; Dramatic Club, 2, 4; Class officer, (president), 3. WILLIAM NORA)AN ALGER College Widow. 4; P. D. Club, 4: Dramatic Club, 4; Pickles (principal), 4. WILLIAM HENRY ANOEVINE, Jr. Rose of the Danube, (chorus), 3; College Widow, 4; P. D. Club, 4; Dramatic Club, 4; Football, 3, 4. JOSEPHINE LENORE BRUNO Flower of Venezia, (chorus), 2; Italian Club, 4; Photography Club, 4; Latin Club, 3; Dramatic Club, 2, 4; Pickles, (chorus), 4. 7 THOMAS HENRY BYRNES Flower of Venezia, (chorus), 2; Rose of the Danube, (chorus), 3; Student Council, 2; Executive Committee, 3; P. C. Club, 4; Debating Club, 4: Dramatic Club, 2, 4; Debating Club, 3. FRANCES CLAUDIA CAPONE Italian Club, 4; Executive Committee, 3; Flower of Venezia, (chorus), 2; Dramatic Club, 2, 4; Photography Club, 4; Latin Club, 3; Pickles, (principal), 4. JOSEPHINE CLAIRE CARMONE P. D. Club, 4; Commercial Club, 3, 4; Dramatic Club, 2; Pickles (chorus), 4. MARY ANNE CASTRO Dramatic Club, 2, 4; Commercial Club, 3, 4; P. D. Club, 4; Pickles, (principal), 4. ( SALLY (iORHAM CHURCH Flower of Venezia, (chorus), 2; College Widow, 4; Green and White, 2; Photography, 4; Dramatic, 2, 4: Latin Club, 3; Pickles, (chorus), 4. SANTO LEONARD DIOATl Flower of Venezia, 2; Pollyanna, 3; Rose of Danube. 3; College Widow. 4; P. I). Club, 4; Dramatic Club, 4; Debating Club, 3; Photography Club, 3, 4. FRANCIS THOMAS DWYER Flower of Venezia, (chorus), 2; College Widow. 4; Dramatic Club, 2; Pickles, (principal), 4. MARTIN THOMAS EDMONDS P. D. Club, 4; Dramatic Club. 4; Photography Club. 3. 9 F REDERICK HENRY FISKE, Jr. Football, 2, 3; P. D. Club. 4. ROSE DORA FORMISANO College Widow, 4; Green and White. 3, 4: Dramatic Club, 4; P. I). Club, 4; Commercial Club. 3. 4. ELDORA (jABLINSKI P. D. Club, 4; Commercial Club, 3. 4. THOMAS JAMES FITZPATRICK College Widow, 4; P. 1). Club, 4; Baseball. 2, 3, 4; Football, 3; Basketball, 2, 3. 4; Dramatic Club. 2. 3. 10 ETHEL MAE ISHERWOOD Italian Club. 4. HILDA THERESA JAMIEL Flower of Venezia, (chorus), 2; Rose of Danube,( chorus), 3; College Widow, 4; P. D. Club. 4; Debating Club, 3, 4; Nature Club. 4; Commercial Club, 3. 4; Photography Club. 3, 4. FRANCIS JOHN LEWIS College Widow, 4; Student Council, 4; Executive Committee. 4; P. D. Club, 4; Baseball. 2, 3. 4: Football. 3, 4; Basketball. 3. 4; Dramatic Club. 2, 4; Pickles, (principal), 4. FRED LOPES Dramatic, 2, 4; Pollyanna. 3; Flower of Ve nezia. 2; Rose of the Danube, 3; College Wid ow. 4; P. D. Club. 4; Basket ball.( manager), 11 MARJORIE HOLMES MAGEE Flower of Venezia, (chorus), 2; College Widow, 4; Photography Club, 4; Dramatic Club, 2, 4; Latin Club. 3; Cheerleader, 4; Pickles, (accompanist), 4. WILLIAM JAMES McCARTHY Flower of Venezia, (principal), 2; Rose of Danube, (principal), i; College Widow, (principal), 4: Student Council, (vice president), 3; Secretary of class, 4; Vice President, 3; P. D. Club, 4; Baseball, 2. 3, 4; Basketball. 2, 3, 4; Football, 2, 3, 4; Pickles, (principal), 4. RAYMOND LEO McNAMARA Rose of Danube, (chorus), 3; College Widow, 4; President of class, 4; Debating Club. 3, 4: Dramatic Club, (president),4; Pickles, (principal). 4. THOMAS PAUL OLSTEAD College Widow. 4; Student Council, 2; Ex ecutive Committee, 4: P. D. Club. -V 12 . CLARE ELIZABETH PARTINGTON Cheerleader, 4; Dramatic Club, 2, 4; Photography Club, 4; College Widow, 4; Flower of Venezia, (chorus), 2; Pickles, (chorus), 4. ESTHER BEATRICE PERKINS College Widow. 4; Debating Club, 3, 4; Dramatic Club, 2, 4; P. I). Club, 4; Commercial Club. 4; Green and White, 2, 4; Pickles, (chorus), 4. HELEN KATHERINE RAPOSA Commercial Club, 3, 4; Dramatic Club, 2, 4; P. I). Club, 4. LOUIS LEONARD ROMANO P. D. Club. 4; Dramatic Club, 4: Basketball, 2, 4; Baseball, 2, 4; Football, 2. 13 DOMENIC ANTHONY RUGGIERI Flower of Venezia, 2; Rose of Danube, 3; College Widow, 4; P. D. Club, 4; Debating Club, 3; Photography Club, 3, 4; Dramatic Club, 2, 4; Charm School, 3. RUTH JULIA RUGGIERI College Widow, 4; Commercial Club. 3. 4; Dramatic Club, 2, 4. ANNE RUSSO Flower of Venezia, (chorus), 2; Nature Club, 4; Photography Club, 4; Latin Club, 3; Cheerleader, 4. WILLIAM THOMPSON SIMMONS Pollyanna, 3; College Widow. 4; Treasurer of Class, 4; Vice President, 3; Executive Committee. 3; P. D. Club, 4; Baseball, 2, 3, 4; Football. 4; Basketball, 3, 4; Dramatic Club, 2, 4; Pickles, (principal). 4. 14 WILLIAM HENRY SISSON College Widow. 4; Executive Committee. 3; Green and White, 3, 4; Dramatic Club. 2. 4. MAURICE COLBY SMITH, 3rd Dramatic Club, 2, 4; Photography Club, 3, 4: Orchestra, 2. 3, 4; College Widow, 4; Pollyanna, 3; Flower of Venezia, (chorus), 2; Pickles, (principal), 4. VICTORIA RITA SOLDANO P. D. Club, 4; Commercial Club, 3, 4; College Widow, 4. MARY IDA SOUSA Dramatic Club. 4; Commercial Club, 3. 4; P. D. Club. 4. t 15 IRENE JOYCE SYLVIA Executive Committee, 4; P. D. Club, 4; Debating Club, 4; Nature Club, 4; Commercial Club, 3, 4; Photography Club, 4; Dramatic Club, 2, 4; Pickles (principal), 4. RUTH RITA TATTRIE Cheerleader, 4; Flower of Venezia, (chorus), 2; College Widow, 4; Student Council, 3, 4; Green and White, 3, (Editor-in-Chief), 4; Photography Club, 4; Latin Club, 3; Dramatic Club, 2, 4; Executive Committee, 3; Vice President of Class, 4; Pickles, (chorus), 4. PHOEBE ANNE TEXIERA College Widow, 4; Dramatic Club, 4; Com-tnerical Club, 3, 4; P. D. Club, 4; Pickles, (principal), 4. HENRY PAUL TRUDELL, Jr. College Widow, 4; Executive Committee, 4; Debating Club, 3, 4; French Club, 4; Baseball, 3, 4; Football. 3. 4; Photography Club, 3, 4; Dramatic Club, 4; Pickles,( principal), 4. 16 THOMAS FRANCIS VAN VOAST College Widow, 4; Class officer-secretary, 3; Executive Committee, 4; P. I). Club, 4; Baseball, 2, 3, 4; Football, 3, 4; Basketball, 2, 3, 4; Dramatic Club, 4. BETTY KEITH WAITE P. D. Club, 4; Commercial Club, 3, 4; Drama tic Club, 2. ELSIE HARRIET WEAVER College Widow, 4; Secretary of Class, 2, 3; Green and White, 3, 4; P. I). Club, 4; Dramatic Club, 2, 4; Student Council (Vice President-Secretary); Pickles, (chorus), 4. 17 FIFTY-FIVE YEARS AGO (Written especially for this edition of the Green and White by the Right Reverend Louis C. Sanford. Bishop of the Diocese of San Joaquim, California, who was the editor of the first high-school paper published by students in Bristol, the Iris, which appeared in 1884.) The Freshmen of the High School today cannot possibly feel as important as our class did in 1881. It was but a step across the hall of the second story of “Byfield” from Miss Bradford’s room in the northwest corner to the High School in the southwest corner, but that step added several cubits to our stature. In the Grammar grade we were called by our first names as little boys and girls should be. In our new altitude we were addressed as Mr. and Miss. My eleven years could scarcely sustain the weight of so much honor. There were, perhaps, forty High School students. Their instruction was supplied by two teachers. The Principal, Mr. William Shcafe Chase, had just graduated from Brown University, where his studies included neither pedagogy nor Rhode Island School Law. It is doubtful if he ever passed an examination on the Constitution of the United States. Unqualified, as he might be regarded now, he seemed then to be highly competent. The school appeared to prosper under his administration and his ability and winning qualities made friends of his pupils. In fact, he married one of them, after her graduation, and took her with him to new fields of endeavor. Mr. Chase is still alive, an ardent advocate of good causes. He never looked like a schoolmaster and indeed the three or four years in Bristol marked the beginning and end of his school teaching experience. His successor, Mr. James A. Estee was a teacher by profession and had the manner. He was tall and thin and wore a reddish-brown mustache. If he lacked some of the personal graces of Mr. Chase, his understanding of boy nature was wide and exact. Two boys will never forget his kindness, when, in order that their preparation for college might not be retarded. he had them come to his sick room for recitation. Principals came and went, but the Assistant Principal was permanent. She had taught school since her girlhood and, coming later to the High School, remained until her retirement on account of age. No M. A., or even B. A., followed her name. Women in her day had few opportunities to win degrees. Her culture, which is the proper word to use, was acquired in her home, through her social contacts and reading. Many of the older people of Bristol will remember Miss Anna Manchester. Little, erect, with pale, regular features and snapping dark eyes, always severely clad in black silk, her eye glasses supported on a gold chain, she had the poise of a great lady, as indeed she was. We learned many things of her besides the Latin declensions and the feeble scientific information which went by the name of ‘natural philosophy.’ Our simple curriculum would seem old-fashioned today. We studied English, Latin, Greek, French and Mathematics. It is true, we penetrated a short distance into the mysteries of chemistry and astronomy and some of us toyed with the rudiments of book-keeping which demanded little concentration and afforded the chance to write with red ink, which did not have for us then the sinister meaning it has since acquired. But these fancy relaxations were never allowed to obscure the importance GREEN OArudL WDIDTTEr 18 of the weighty subjects mentioned first in this paragraph. Heavy and impractical as such a course of study may now seem, it is certain that the members of our class learned to use the English language with considerable facility; and that they derived enjoyment as well as discipline from the study of the ancient languages seems probable from the fact that one member passed his Latin examination by translating Ovid’s Metamorphoses into tolerable English verse. There were no extra activities. Dramatics, debating clubs, orchestras and choruses. Fraternities and athletics did not exist. We sa hg ‘Juanita or ‘The Old Oaken Bucket,’ at the opening of the morning session, or on Friday afternoon when declamations or essays varied our routine, and practised a ‘real piece’ for graduation. Play was unorganized. The boys indulged in one o’cat or leap frog at recess, while the girls, dressed in jerseys and shoe top skirts, without a single bobbed head, chewing gum. powder puff or lip stick, walked sedately, arm in arm, four of five abreast, up and down the High Street side of the common. The tempo of life in those days was slow and its pulse regular. Syncopated music had never been heard. Dancing meant a quadrille or a waltz. Electric light was just beginning to scatter the shadows of the larger cities and Boston had still ten years to wait for its first trolley car. Automobiles and radio were unknown and bicycles and telephones were curiosities. A trip to Providence was an adventure and the great west began just the other side of Xew York. Quite a different world then, but whether it was a better one most people would hesitate to say. And the schedule of education was uncrowded and unhurried. We had time to think, though we did not alway use the time for that purpose. But as we leisurely conned the classics and Victorian authors, something gracious and vital entered into our lives which has made this writer, at least, grateful for the associations of that simple and unsophisticated period. LOOKING BACK O'ER THE YEARS History of the Bristol Public Schools On September 3, 1663, the General Court of Plymouth Colony met and enacted a law: “that if any town of seventy families should be destitute of a grammar school it should be taxed five pounds sterling for the support of such a school.” The liberal minded people of Bristol took heed of this law, and immediately took action on the matter. A suitable provision for the support of a school was made at a town meeting on September 7. 1663. Samuel Cobbitt became the first school master of the town in 1685. A house lot, and a portion of the “land for the common good” was set aside for this use. From then on votes concerning the school and schoolmaster appeared almost as frequently upon town records as those concerning the town affairs. Mr. Cobbitt held the position of schoolmaster until 1694 when Josiah Hervev was appointed to succeed him. Mr. Hervey’s stay was short for in 1699, Mr. Easterbrooks was elected schoolmaster. On acount of the increase of the number of people on the outskirts, a plan was introduced and ratified to divide the town into two school districts—the “North Creek” being the dividing line. GREEN (TMndl Pi DIT[B 19 In 1701, Mr. Severs succeeded Mr. Easter-brooks. Mr. Severs remained until 1705 when his place was taken over by Samuel Howland, who was succeeded by Timothy Fales in 1709. In 1714, Mr. By field, one of the noteworthy residents of the town conveyed to John Nutting, teacher at that time, for the use of the schools, certain plots of land, ever since known as the “School lands”—those plots being the ones on which the By field and Walley Schools now stand. The town meeting in 1737 appropriated 50 pounds sterling for the erection of a school house, school having been previously taught in private homes. The school house was placed on State street nearly opposite the Methodist Episcopal Church lot and stood until 1799 when it was torn down, and the school was transferred to the Court House. From 1740 to 1772, the schoolmasters of the “Neck School”—school being taught in houses in that northern section of the town known as the “Neck” — were Daniel Bradford, John Thrope, Bosworth Kinnicut, John Croomer, and Samuel Pierce. The teachers in town were Shearfashrub Bourne, Israel Nichols, Leverett Hubbard, Bellamy Bosworth, Nathaniel Lindall, John Throope, Josiah Brown, Haile Turner, John Barrow and John Usher Jr. From 1772 to 1781 no school was maintained whatsoever. Samuel Bosworth taught from 1781 to 1788. The sum of $700 was named in 1809 upon the subscription paper, “To be applied to the building of a brick house upon the Common to be fifty feet in length, twenty-eight feet in width, and two stories high.” The expense of the building was to be equally borne by the town and the Masonic Society; the first floor to belong to the town “for a free school forever.” James DeWolf’s subscription was $400, George DeWolf and Charles DeWolf each subscribed $100. This school became known as the “Old Academy.” About 1826 a Mr. Storrs came to Bristol and opened a private school in the Academy and also started a new system—the Lancasterian System. His success was so great that in 1828 the School Committee asked him to take the town school and allow girls to share his instructions with the boys. Mr. Storrs was succeeded by John Cross, he, by James E. Hidden, and I19, in turn, by Dennis S. Gushee. It was during Mr. Gushee’s term that several grades were established, the Select School, the Grammar, the Intermediate, and the Primary. A committee was appointed by the town in 1830 to purchase the Academy from Mr. James DeWolf. When the committee approached Mr. DeWolf upon the subject, he at once presented the town with the deed of the building. It was used thenceforward until the Byfield School was completed, when it was sold at auction and moved away. From 1788 to 1872, nearly a century, no serious incidents occurred to alter the dull monotony of the school routine. On December 19, 1872, at the town meeting the following vote was passed—“voted that the sum of $25,(XX) be appropriated for the erection of a two-story building with a French roof for school purposes to be located on the Southwest Corner of the Common, to be paid for in not less than five years,” which still stands today as a symbol of education. It was dedicated to Mr. Bvfield. who had so graciously given the land, on which it is erected, to the town. From the year 1782 on, there sprung up many schools until the small town of Bristol boasted of eleven schools. In 18%, the town council again appropriated a goodly sum of money “for the purpose of erecting a brick school on the northwest side of the common.” This school became the Walley School, built in memory of Mr. Walley, an honorable resident of Bristol. In 1900, a plan was introduced and ratified at GREEN (OrndL WD1OTTE- 20 a town council meeting to raise an amount to construct still another school. This became the Oliver School, which is constructed, not on the Common, however, but facing the north west side of the Common. The Colt Memorial, one of the most beautiful. if not the most beautiful, high school in the State, was erected in 1906. It is a marble structure costing $250,000 and is a gift to the town by one of Bristol’s spirited citizens, Colonel Samuel P. Colt, and was erected in memory of his mother. St.' Mary’s School, a parochial grammar school, was opened on January 23, 1915. It was remodeled from the former St. Mary’s Church. This school has thenceforth been devoted to instructing the young throughout the grammar grades. The John Post Reynold’s School was erected by the town in 1916 in memory of John Post Reynolds, Superintendent of Bristol Schools for many years. In the intervening years were set up many primary schools—namely—the Taft School, the Hayman School, the Burton School, and the Mason School. These are principally used as elementary schools or kindergartens. The Hayman School has been recently dropped from the school list. In the Guiteras School, the latest addition to the schools of the town, Bristol has one of the best equipped as well as the most beautiful school buildings in the State. Ramon Guiteras gave the building to the town as a memorial to his mother. Thus are named the Schools of Bristol. These, Bristol shoud revere and prize not merely as buildings of stone and wood, but as institutions of learning, where the youth of Bristol are given their chance of success. RUTH TATTR1E, ’36. LITERARY TURNING THE TABLES William Langly, better known as “Buck”, patted the side of the huge van, which he was driving, as if it were a big pet dog. Buck had graduated from high school a year before, but was unable to enter college because of financial conditions. His father ran a small bakery, and although he was able to make a fair living, sending Buck to college was out of the question. Three months after Buck had graduated from high school, a friend of the family had secured for him a position as helper and part-time driver for the National Silk Co. Six months later Buck was advanced to regular driver, and since then he had developed a strange affection for the big ten-ton truck. During the past three months, the company had two valuable loads of silk hi-jacked by a group of clever criminals for whose capture the company, and the government had posted rewards totaling $10,000. For this reason, Buck was not alone in the armored cab of the truck speeding toward Patterson, N. J., with a load of silk valued at $30,000. At his right sat a guard heavily armed with a repeating rifle. Both men were quiet, after they had left the last large town before Patterson. It was quite dark and the steady, powerful hum of the motor was the only noise which the two men heard. Buck was thinking of his school days and, in spite of his love of truck driving, he envied those of his high school classmates who were lucky enough to enter college, who were given the chance that he knew he deserved. However, it was not Buck’s nature to remain in this state of mind very long, and soon he was whistling a lively tune. A half hour later the truck was on the lone- GREEN OArudL W IMP THE- 21 liest part of the journey; trees on both sides of the road, and great distances between houses. Both men were alert now for they knew that if any attempt was to be made to hi-jack the load, it would be along this lonely road. Five minutes passed and the truck neared the unused crossing of an old short haul railroad. As the truck neared the tracks, the guard suddenly shouted, “Watch out! there's a flat-car across the road.” This warning was unnecessary. Buck slammed on the brakes, and the truck careened to a jolting stop a few yards from the flat-car. “Don’t open that door —this may be a trap!” shouted the guard. “All right” answered Buck, “they can't get us if we stay in the cab.” Buck was interrupted by a voice from behind the cab which said in a commanding tone, “All right, wise guys, out of the cab or we blow up the whole works.” “Come on. Buck, they’ve got us,” said the guard. As Buck and the guard stepped out 01 the cab, they stepped into the beam of a flashlight. “Frisk them, Red”, said the largest of the three men. Immediately the guns were taken from Buck and the guard, and the apparent leader of the robbers said to them. “Well boys, I hope you have a nice long walk; the nearest town is fourteen miles away.” “You’re taking the truck?” asked Buck as he noticed the blasting battery near the rear of the truck. “What did you think we were going to do, walk?” answered the leader as the three men entered the cab of the truck. As soon as he heard the door of the cab slam, Buck shouted to the men, Reach out the window and throw your guns toward the rear of the truck or I set off the charge which you kindly left under the truck, and don’t try any monkey business. A half a minute later two guns were tossed back, but the guard was not fooled and he said in a commanding voice, “Come on, toss back the rest, and step out of the cab. The crooks were outwitted by a mistake on their part and the quick thinking of the driver, and they knew it. Stepping out of the cab they held their hands high and were soon tied with some spare rope which Buck always kept in the cab. An hour later Buck returned from town with the proper authorities, and the trio was taken into custody. The flat car was moved and Buck and the guard finished the trip to Paterson. Two months later, when the trio was indicted, Buck received a check for $5,000, his share of the reward. The following year Buck entered a well known college; his ambition had been realized by his quick thinking and keen observation. HENRY TRUDELL. CALL OF THE WEST From the steep hills comes a cry, Echoed in deep canyons nigh, From the birdlings flying high, “Come to the West!” From the coyotes lusty scream. From the flowing mountain stream, In the golden sunlight’s gleam, “Come to the West!” From the snow-capped mountains nigh. From the eagles soaring high In the gentle woodland’s sigh, Come to the West!” The call is strong, luring me on On to peace, contentment, and rest. My cares won’t last long When I sing my song. On the trail leading me to the West! EMMA BONVICIN. '38 GREEN (OmdL WtHDUE- 22 JUNIOR CLASS—CLASSICAL AND GENERAL DIVISION THE VANERN TREASURE The castle stands grim and foreboding, surrounded by the stagnant waters of a bottomless lake. A young man is sole occupant of the cast structure; no one has crossed its threshold for ten years. Why does this young man throw away his life by secluding himself in an ancient castle, haunted by the restless ghosts of his ancestors now long since dead? It is a lengthy tale which begins three hundred years ago with the erection of the great fortress by the Vanern family. The Vanerns were wealthy and powerful in their country, but were hated by the people for their greed. The family was cursed with selfishness. Fear of losing his money had driven more than one Vanern insane. From generation to generation the eldest son became heir to the Vanernian riches. In the nineteenth century Charles Vanern, now master of Vanern lands, married and had four children, three girls and one boy, Eric, at whose birth the mother died. The daughters were arrogant, selfish and stupid. Their sole occupation was wringing money from their miserly father for clothes. The oldest sister, Signa, was the shrewdest and most wicked of the three. Signa knew that if her father died, she could conceive of a plan by which to do away with her young brother. Eric, and, thus, being the eldest, would come into possession of the vast hoarded wealth of centuries that lay hidden somewhere in the old castle. When Signa’s two sisters had married and left home, her thoughts turned to the coveted money. One afternoon when her father asked her to bring him his tea, Signa secretly dropped poison into the beverage and he, ignorant of his daughter’s treachery, drank every drop. Death quickly claimed him. To this day many people believe the ghosts of the castle guilty of the crime. After a brief search, Signa discovered the legacy which read as follows: “Know all men by these presents, that I, Benson Vanern, being of sound mind and body, do hereby bequeath to my only son and heir, Eric, Vanern lands and all my worldly possessions, including the Vanern riches which are to be found in a secret vault beneath-------’ The rest could not be deciphered. For seventy-five years the legacy had lain where Signa found it, and the ravages of time had completely obliterated the writing. Signa fainted. When she regained consciousness, Eric was beside her reading from the piece of paper which had dropped from her limp fingers. Signa had not wanted Eric to know she had found it, but, as nothing could be done about it now. she would ask Eric to help her look for the money. He would, no doubt, be helpful, for he trusted his sister implicitly, and would do whatever she asked. Signa at once instituted a search for the treasure. She assigned Eric to half of the house, while she herself searched the other half. After searching from cellar to garret she at last, her hope waning, explored the little room at the top of the turret. Examining the walls, she found a tiny button which, upon being pressed, raised a plank from the floor. Cautiously peering into the dark hole of the floor she discovered a small chest. While tugging at the chest she heard the footsteps of Eric ascending the creaking stairs. Terrified for fear he should see the treasure, Signa seized the chest and ran out on the balcony surrounding the turret. In her excitement she leaned over the rail a little too far and fell headlong into the stagnant lake. Eric arrived at the spot just in time to see his sister and the treasure sink beneath the waters. GREEN mndL W01 DTE- 24 never to rise again. The surface of the lake was roughened a moment. That was all. When the perfidy of Signa dawned upon Eric, his first impulse was to jump into the lake after her, but, on second thought, he decided to spend the remainder of his life in the castle. He has seen no one since that day, for he distrusts the world. He had once trusted his sister and she had betrayed that trust’. SALLY CHURCH, 12A. WHAT WOULD HAPPEN IF: Raymond McNamara could not debate? And Elsie Weaver ever came late? If Thomas Olstead stopped rubbing his chin And Ida Sousa suddenly grew very thin? If Henry Trudell stopped talking in history class. And Maurice Smith quit saying, “Hands off! She’s my lass.” If William Angevine would not sway And yours truly stopped saying, “O. K.! I’ll pay?” If Irene Sylvia had not been crowned queen, And Clare Partington didn’t have eyes so green ? If Rose Formisano were not such an attraction And Billy Sisson didn’t please everyone to satisfaction ? If Esther Perkins were not so tall and stately And Fred Fiske didn’t get a “crush” on a junior just lately? If Thomas Byrnes didn’t resemble Harold Lloyd And Billy Alger had to say. “Gee, dat’s iest what I hoid?” If Frances Capone had no personality And Helen Raposa a platinum blonde in reality ? If Peter Alfano would in sports take a rest And Ann Russo were not always so full of cheerfulness? If Marjorie didn’t have so many freckles And Francis Dwyer didn’t have to wear spectacles? If Santo Digati were not our class artist And Josephine Carmone wasn’t so very modest ? If Sally Church could learn to like chemistry And Norman Hibbert would ever enter the ministry ? If Louis Romano would soon become an undertaker And Ruth -Ruggieri were not such a heart breaker? If Ruth Tattric were never on the Student Council And Ethel Isherwood stopped saying. “Got an extra pencil?” If Betty Waite didn’t come to school on the school bus And Hilda Jamicl, over every trivial, make such a fuss? If Mary Castro were not such a good dresser And Victoria Soldano could acquire the habit of saying “No, Sir?” If Dominic Ruggieri could grow a foot taller And Phoebe Texiera were not such a pleasing caller? If Thomas Fitzpatrick didn’t have such red hair And Thomas VanVoast were not such a good baseball player? If Francis Lewis was ever a basketball maniac And Martin Edmonds ever owned a deLuxe model Pontiac? If Fred Lopes were not such a good actor And Eldora Gablinske stopped saying, “I’ll get the guy I’m after?” JOSEPHINE L. BRUNO, ’36. COURAGE Hardships, and dangers, and fears defying, With never a sign of flinching or crying. Onward! ahead! to fame and success, Or, Backward! Behind! failure and distress. TEVIS SHUSMAN, ’38. GREEN (Oati JL W DID THE- 25 JUNIOR CLASS—COMMERCIAL AND PRACTICAL ARTS DIVISION 01 VINE RETRIBUTION Hark, my children And I’ll tell to thee A fairy tale By Marjorie Magee. As the colored congregation in the small church rose enthusiastically to its feet to sing all verses of “Onward Christian Soldiers,” the guest-preacher, a tall, dusky individual with a face which would astound—nay, frighten the most stalwart person, walked with a menacing gait toward the pulpit. During the singing of the second verse, a suave, sinister man dressed in chauffeur’s livery, strolled nonchalantly into the church, and seated himself in an obscure corner of the room. When the assembly had finished singing the hymn, the minister, in a rusty voice, commenced his sermon on “Crime Does Not Pay.” Soon his voice began to increase in volume, and the congregation shuddered in rhythm with the frequent crackings of his voice, during one of which the organ joined, making a melodic chord which faintly resembled the opening note of the “Star Spangled Banner.” The throng rose in a body, and then discovering its mistake, hastily sat down again. At this peculiar action, the young man who was sitting in the rear of the church began to squirm uneasily, and cast suspicious glances at the rest of the congregation, especially those who occasionally murmured “Hallelujah for no apparent reason. Now the minister seemed to be singing his sermon, for he found it difficult to talk with an organ note continually playing. A few minutes passed without any added distractions, but then there was a rumbling noise and—Cr-r-ack! As one of the pipes began to make weird noises, the perspiration broke out on the young man’s forehead. With the preacher orating in a sing-song voice, the organ playing and the pipes taking the place of drums, the finished result resembled the attempts of an amateurish jazz orchestra. If one had looked closely at the suave stranger, one would have discovered a haunted, shifty look in his hitherto cool gaze. He seemed to be trying to leave the church as unobstrusively as possible, but there was a stalwart group of ardent churchmen with folded arms and grim expressions standing in front of the door. But it was all in vain; escape was impossible. Just as the chauffeur was beginning to regain his composure, there was a decided “whish,” and a large sea-gull flew into the church, and soared majestically about the electrified hair of the minister. With an agonized yelp the stranger jumped to his feet exclaiming, “Forgive me! I’m sorry I did it! I took the money out of the collection box—me—Sigcr Thark ! Please get me out of this place—Please!” MARJORIE MAGEE, ’36. “HIGHBROW” “Say, Al. who arc those two attractive girls over there?” asked Billie pointing in the direction of a house which stood just off the road. “Oh, just summer residents here, replied Al, “but say, that blonde is not hard to look at.” “She’s all right, but take a look at the other. She’s my idea of what a girl really should look like.” The object of Billie’s remarks was indeed a very attractive looking girl. Tall, with a pose that made one look twice at her, she really looked like a goddess standing there in the sunlight. “Boy! I could go for her,” Billie said dream-ingly. “Brother, you haven’t got a chance. Her father is a retired banker. You have got to be a big shot to get next to her.” ‘‘Yes, I suppose one has to be,” Billie said sighing. “Say, they must be going rowing. They’ve got a pair of oars with them.” said Billie, “and they are coming this way! Why don’t you ask GI I I S mmdL WJ1H: 27 them if you can carry their oars to the boat? I’ll wait here for you.” The girls were approaching the spot where Billie and A1 were sitting. Their conversation could be heard. “I wonder if we’ll catch any fish this morning. Virginia” said the tall girl. “I don't think so, Barbara. We never do,” replied Virginia. “Say, Billie, Old Pal, you know their names now . Ask if they need any help.” A1 said jokingly. The girls were just passing them. Billie, with a brave attempt at nonchalance, suddenly said, “Pardon me, but do you girls need any help?” “Certainly, these oars are heavy and if you don’t mind,” answered Virginia. Billie in his most gallant manner hastened to relieve Virginia. Bashful A1 who waited patiently for Billie’s return was greeted by “Well. Al. old kid, how’s that?” “Oh. that was all right, but why didn’t you carry Barbara’s oar?” “What! Didn’t I carry her oar? Well I’ll be a dirty so—and so. I fixed it up anyway. You and I are going to take them fishing the day after tomorrow.” “I don’t believe you,” Al retorted. “Well, Barbara invited us. Didn’t I tell you she was my type of girl? Boy! I tell you she has blue eyes ! Ah ! Love! What!” Two days later Billie and Al were slowly walking to the summer colony. Billie was speaking. “Al, we’ll take them to the dance tonight. Afterwards we’ll go riding.” “Stop dreaming and wake up. There’s Virginia up ahead of us. Barbara isn’t with her though.” Al said. “She’s probably in the house,” replied Billie. “Hello, Virginia, where’s Barbara?” asked Billie. “She’s gone.” replied Virginia, “but she left this note for you.” Billie took the note and slowly opened it. “Come on, read it,” Al said poking him. Billie looked at the note and read: “I left yesterday for South America with Daddy. I’m going where there are gentlemen who will carry a lady’s oar when he so graciously asks her. Sorry I couldn’t go fishing with you. I am going to do some deep sea fishing down here. I’ll send you a picture of my first catch. If you are ever down this way call on me and I’ll let you row my boat. Barbara.” “So she’s just your type,” said Al sarcastically. “Well, she certainly knows the fish to pull in. She hooked you very easily.” THOMAS OLSTEAD, 12B WHERE? Sergeant Tom Cassidy nonchalantly picked up the telephone that had been ringing furiously, and muttered, “Police station, Ser-wa-what? Murder? Carl Rhend, fourteen Oak Street? O. K. Who are you?” Cassidy received no answer for the person on the other end of the wire had hastily hung up. “Hey, Mike, wake up!” Cassidy vociferated so loudly that Detective Mike O’Neil of the homicide bureau, who had been peacefully sleeping, awoke with a start As they rushed from the station, and jumped into a police car at the curb O’Neil panted: “Whats a matter, Sarge?” “Don’t know yet.” Cassidy replied. “Sounds like somebody’s going to get their throat cut at fourteen Oak Street. That’s where Carl Rhend, the famous diamond importer lives. Step on the gas and maybe we’ll be in at the death!” As the police car plunged down the street, two patrol cars, instructed by a short wave radio, proceeded to the same address. The car screamed towards its destination and came to a grinding stop before a three story GREEN dMrudL WDIOTTE- 28 SOPHOMORE CLASS—CLASSICAL AND GENERAL DIVISION brick mansion. Roth policemen hurriedly alighted from the car, and ran to the door where, in reply to their constant ringing of the doorbell, a Chinese servant, answered their summons. The servant said that the head of the house was busy in the library, and tried to intercept the two men—but in vain. O’Neil, the “brains” of the force, angrily pushed him aside, stalked to what he assumed to be the library door, pushed it open and found—not a dead man as he had expected—but Carl Rhend himself smiling and glowing with health. The importer asked anxiously: What is all the trouble O’Neil (O’Neil was well known)? No, I haven’t touched the telephone today. Yes, you may look around.” O’Neil started up stairs with Cassidy at his heels, and, just as they had reached a landing on the second floor, a roar of gunfire shattered the tomb like silence of the place. Like a flash of lightning O’Neil bolted for the first door, reached the library, and flung open the door to discover—not the smiling Carl Rhend who had graciously welcomed them— but a dead Carl Rhend with a bullet through the middle of his forehead! “Round up the cook and the butler in the kitchen, and tell the men from the patrol cars to surround the house,” barked Cassidy. In the kitchen, O’Neil had a difficult time with the cook who insisted that he must stay in the kitchen to make certain that the duck which was roasting in the oven would not burr.. Finally, he was persuaded by force to go to the designated room. From the two and only servants, Cassidy learned that Carl Rhend had in the safe some very valuable jewels. The open safe confirmed the belief that the motive of the murder was robbery. The Chinese servants insisted that they had been no where near the scene of the murder; Lang—the cook—saying that he was on the third floor, and Chang—the butler—saying that he had been asleep. Who committed the murder? Lang or Chang? These were the only two in the house, besides the officers, at the time of the killing. To make matters easier, I’ll eliminate Chang for you by saying that he was an undercover man for the United States Customs. Now, we know Lang is the murderer! Here’s another clue as to how Lang committed the murder—in a large mansion such as Carl Rhend’s, there is usually a dumb waiter, cleverly disguised as a closet. The questions without answers: How was Lang able to get from the third to the first floors with such amazing rapidity? Who sent in the “murder call” to police headquarters? Where were the jewels hidden? RUTH TATTRIE, 12A. TOO REALISTIC It was a cold night; the streets were shrouded in velvety blackness. Somewhere, a dog howled mournfully, while an owl hooted discordantly. Step, step, step—what was that strange noise in the eerie stillness of the night? Step, step, step—then a pause. The maker of those uncanny beats leaned wearily against a lamp-post. The yellow light, illuminating a white, girlish face, with trembling lips, and violet-shadowed eyes. As if with an effort, the eyes opened, and the girl looked confusedly at the dismal surroundings. Her eyes fell on a bridge nearby, and like one fascinated, she walked slowly across to it, and stood staring down—down into the murky depths which seemed to stretch comforting arms to her. Climbing to the rail, she stood there, wavering, a beautiful poised silhouette in the shadows. Step—step—step.—then a pause. Who could it be? A tall handsome man came out of the shadows, looking dejected and sad. He saw the girl, and ran to her, “Mary Brown! Good GREEN wmdL WD1 DUE- 30 heavens, my girl! What are you doing here ? You, the girl, whom everyone is looking for. What------” “Here, here, what’s this all about?” broke in a voice. There stood a powerful Irish policeman, arms akimbo, who eyed them suspiciously. “Here you, get down from that rail. Din’t ye know ye should niver take ye own life. Now—” “But, she’s not committing suicide,” broke in the girl’s companion. ‘‘She’s only acting her part. You see—” “Acting a part!” exclaimed the policeman. “Well, you’d better tell it to the chief.” He led them away, protesting, and consequently didn’t hear a voice say “Take it away!” In the police station, all was confusion, pandemonium reigned. The “law-breakers” tried in vain to explain to the unbelieving men, who turned deaf ears to their entreaters. They were led to cells, the girl weeping hysterically. The next morning newsboys yelled in the streets, “Extra, extra, read all about the disappearance of beautiful Rochelle Chester. But the picture in the paper looks nothing like her. In such circumstances, how could she explain that in the picture she had a wig and theatrical make-up on. Finally, because the men could no longer stand her insistent pleas, a detective was summoned who identified her as the beautiful Miss Chester. He then explained that her intended suicide was a part in the scene she played, and her companion was Foster Sherwood, the hero. The director had thought the policeman episode was really a part of the act, for, he could not read his script in the darkness. After Rochelle’s disappearance, it was thought that she had been kidnapped by a criminal in uniform. After Rochelle returned to her parents, she stated that an actress’s life was too dangerous for her and promptly turned to Foster and married life. “These women,” groaned the director, pulling his hair. NORM A DRAINVILLE, ’38. A YOUTH’S DREAM When I sit upon the dock, I forget the progress of the clock . I dream of things that I, in fancy, see: The thrills, and romances of the sea. I dream of pirates, brave and bold, Who roamed the seas in days of old. Of pirates about whose reckless deeds we read; Of pirates who fought, their men to lead. I dream of “Yankee Clippers” with decks of elm. Of their brave captains at the helm, And then of the men before the mast, Who left their homes, ere youth was passed. I dream of giant battleships so bright and clean. And of destroyers, swift, long and lean. I hear their cannons roar and belch forth lead, Then I see the soul-stirring sea-burial of the dead. Finally, as I turn toward home, In my mind rests one thought alone: Sometime in the future, I must be A sailor on the rolling sea. HENRY TRUDELL, ’36. LIMERICK There once was a young man named Pete, Who stepped on everyone’s feet. One day while in line, He stepped right on mine, And now he is wearing false teeth. JOSEPH PINE, ’38 GREEN amdLWOimnE- 31 SOPHOMORE CLASS—COMMERCIAL AND PRACTICAL ARTS DIVISION AT FIFTY FATHOMS Slowly but surely I sank, deeper and deeper, into the dangerous depths of the sea. One hundred—two hundred feet below, and as my heavily clad feet came to rest on the ocean’s mysterious floor, I was awed and a bit afraid by the fact that I was fifty fathoms beneath the surface of the sea. I started walking clumsily enough in my uncomfortable diving suit, and had proceeded for about two-hundred yards when I suddenly saw confronting me an octupus of enormous size. I held my blow torch ready, and braced myself for the shock of the blow of one or more of his tentacles. But even as I planted myself firmly, ready for instant action, he gave me a mean, nasty look, and passed by. Perspiration came as it would, and it was with relief that I turned my back on the ugly, black creature. Now I was amazed at what 1 saw. A picture that no artist could draw, a scene which no poet could describe, a view of which no author could write, lay before me. It was a scene of rare beauty, sea algae, anemones, shrubs and plants, woven and intertwined, made a picture so full of color, it is almost impossible to describe; blue-green, bright red, dusky purple, a glow of yellow, and a maze of brown all mixed together. But even as I gazed on this beauty, my friend Mr. Octupus came back to pay me a more definite visit. Hoarsely, I gave the call to “Heave up” for I saw the deadly intention in his eye. that was even more in his tentacles. Now when a diver is so far below the surface of the sea, he must be pulled up very slowly because of the extreme pressure of the water. If he is pulled up fast, he gets a disease called “bends” which deprives him of the use of his limbs. So, I was being pulled up slowly, my eye on the monster and his eye on me. His tentacles seemed to follow me, and then it happened. One of those long, slimy, curving crawling things reached out and grasped my foot. I swung my axe with all the strength I could muster, and the tentacle severed. Now, I was being finally drawn more rapidly to the surface, and pulled into the boat. But the tentacle, or what was left of it, was still wrapped firmly around my leg, and today I am thankful for the wonderful, capable thing that stands arrayed in all its shining splendor in a hardware store—the axe! DORA BERWICK, ’38. THE POET’S DREAM Everyone is sighing and dreaming Of what, of whom, of where? Of lovely clothes or white pearls gleaming Or the latest love affair. But the poet’s dream is a different dream Ot life’s most pleasing sources Of nature’s crops and all that seem A part of all her forces. He dreams of ships with sails so white Against that sky of blue, He thinks of the wrong, and then the right And chooses the right to do. He might be poor for all we know But what is that to me? He is a poet whose virtues glow With fire and hope, you see. His thoughts make words, his words make rhyme, He writes by dreams and thoughts Yet oft’ he pauses, takes his time And thinks of another thought. And so the poet dreams away And writes his thoughts for me. To give me cheer and hope each day To give me dreams to see. CATHERINE CANDELMO, ’38. GREEN amdL WOIOTE- 33 “THE CLIQUE” “Hello—Jack? Say, Jack, va goin’ to the masquerade tonight, aren’t cha? Va told me you were going stag—does that still hold true? It does That’s swell. Now, what are ye goin’ ta wear? Why can’t cha tell me? Oh. a secret’. I see—uh— ih—Say, I hope there are some “stag-femmes” there, too, ’cause I want a make a good impression. Ya know the girls here don’t seem to be chummy as the ones where I come from. I’m sorta countin’ on you to help out—ya know—sorta intraduce me. Oh, ya will! Say, that’s great! I’m goin’ to wear my dad’s tux—top hat V everything. Well, s’long. Be scein ya.” After this telephone conversation. Bill Hampton slammed the receiver in its proper place and made preparations for the masquerade which was to be held in the Braintree High School Auditorium that evening. The Hampton family had just moved to Braintree, and as the masquerade was to be the first social event of the school Bill hoped he would make a “click” as it were with the student group. At eight o’clock he was all ready and “raring to go.” He thought he looked “stunning,” but his father and mother thought otherwise, for the suit was ill-fitting, the top hat so large that it came right down over his eyes in such a position that he had difficulty in seeing, and it stuck out four or five inches from his body. He certainly was an odd looking spectacle. Arriving at the hall at half-past eight, Bill became quite confused, because he couldn’t seem to find anyone he knew—not even Jack London to whom he had talked earlier in the evening. He went over and joined a line of “stags” at the far side of the hall! While there, he spied a demure, slim girl, dressed in an old-fashion gown, sitting quite alone. Now was his chance! Would he—dare he—go up to her and ask her to dance. Of course, he wouldn’t—why—his teeth were chattering and his knees were knocking—and he wasn’t anywhere near her yet! Yes! Yes—he would go over to her. Everyone was masked—She wouldn’t know him anyhow. After this tussle with his conscience, Bill, stiffly—awkwardly, walked across the floor to the girl, and —“I—I—I say, wou—would you c—c—care to have this—da—dance?” It was funny how knees and teeth could make so much noise at the wrong time! Confound it, wasn’t the girl ever going to answer? “Why, yes. I’d love to.” And the girl skipped shyly into his arms. Gee whiz—the girl was quite tall, Bill realized—taller than he was —much to his annoyance. But he found that she was an entertaining conversationalist, and soon, after many dances, and much discussion about “this and that,” they sat down in one of the numerous small booths. Bill wondered how long it would be before unmasking. This girl certainly was a “humdinger” he thought— such a pleasing voice—a marvelous dancer— such grace and charm. He soon began to wonder what she looked like. It soon occurred to him that now—now was his chance to ask to see her again, and so he asked hesitatingly— “Say, er—a—have—you—er—a—anything on— for—a—next Friday—n—night?” As he said this, a countless number of people appeared in and crowded around the booth. Then suddenly the lights went out. Time, for unmasking! Oh, I hope the girl’s pretty. Light’s on! Oh, my goodness—the—she—it—her—was really—a —he—a—him! Oh, he had played the fool! What a “nut” he was. No wonder so many people crowded around him when he asked her —him—for a date. It was some sort of trick! And to “top” it all, she or rather he was really Jack London! How could he? What was Jack saying. Something about winning a five dollar bet for dating a “Soph” boy? Oh, where can 1 hide? After all these mutterings. Bill, in a dazed condition, felt himself being lifted on to some GREEN awdl W 010 THE- 34 boys’ shoulders. What’s that they’re singing? For he’s a jolly good fellow? Do they mean me? Then he heard a great big shout for Bill —Bill Hampton ! Ah—he made it—the “Click !” OLD SHIPS “I have seen old ships like swans asleep’’ There she lay, the relic of a bygone age. Her rigging was slowly giving way to the untiring efforts of wind, rain, and spray. The solid oak timber and planking that had once given her life to live through numerous storms were slowly rotting away. The old ship had been retired when faster ships with steam motive power had been invented, and she now was like an old, broken down human, waiting for death. There did not seem to be anything left for this old ship but memories. Memories! What trials this old ship must have been through. Created to carry the goods of a new-born nation to foreign ports. Turned to a privateer when that nation’s right to freedom of the seas was challenged. Blood of patriots and enemies alike stained her decks, yet —she lived through—broadside after broadside —to see freedom of the seas established. Turned back again into a peaceful trader carrying on trade with China. More encounters with bandits. Struggles to go ’round the Horn. Broken masts and torn rigging resulting from her countless struggles with the sea. When her appearance grew too slovenly for peaceful legal trade, turned into a slave trader. Having imprisoned, where once spices were stored, a black mass of ill-smelling humanity, converted into a smuggler when her country again took up arms; this time internally to settle the question of the legality of slavery. Smuggling members to the South when she was in dire need of them. At the end of this war, again converted into a trader and then discarded to make way for more economical steamships. All things must give way to time, even you and I. There is hardly a more sorrowful sight than that of a grand old ship in her last resting place, the mud banks of some isolate harbor. WILLIAM ANGEVINE, 12B. “It was so old—who knows, who knows And yet so beautiful, I watched in vain— To see the mast burst open with a rose, And the whole deck, put on its leaves again.” MY GRANDMOTHER I have a dear old grandmother, Whose age is seventy-three And when she comes to call on us We are always filled with glee. Her hair is just as white as snow. But her eyes are very keen; And oh! the stories she can tell Of things that she has seen. My granny loves to knit and sew. And once made me a pair of socks: When she knits, and when she sews, She does it as she rocks, and talks. Once when granny was very ill, I thought she was going to die. And when the doctor came to call. How I did sob, and cry and cry! But darling granny did not die, My, but I was glad! For granny means much more to me Than all the gold King Midas had! MARY C. FERREIRA, ’38. GREEN OAndl WDIOTHE- 35 SCHOOL FACULTY SCHOOL ACTIVITIES The Student Council was formed to promote interest among the students in all school activities, and to promote friendliness among all classes. On October 11, 1935, the first meeting of the Student Council was held to elect officers. Peter Alfano was elected President, Arthur Manchester — Vice President, a n d Elsie Weaver—Secretary-Treasurer. A Hallowe’en Dance in honor of the Sophomore Class was held the evening of November 1, 1935. The annual Christmas Party was held on Monday, December 20, 1935. At that time football letters were awarded by Mr. Fitzgerald. Part of the entertainment was supplied by a magician from Providence. An afternoon dance was conducted on January 17, 1936 in the auditorium. The school orchestra, accompanied by Frank Russo, played. It was one of the most successful dances of the year. On the evening of February 21. 1936 a Victory Dance was held, and on April 22, 1936, a school dance was held for the benefit of the Baseball and Green and White Fund. ELSIE WEAVER. The Senior Dramatic Club was formed to promote interest in all forms of dramatics, and to develop dramatic ability. Meetings of the club are held the second and last Thursday of each month. A strictly business meeting is held the second Thursday of the month, while on the last Thursday a business and a social meeting is held. The first meeting of the Senior Dramatic Club was held on October 16, 1935. Officers elected were as follows: President, Raymond McNamara; Secretary, Irene Sylvia; Treasurer. Ruth Ruggieri. The executive board consists of Hilda Jamiel, Marjorie Magee, Frances Capone, Thomas Van Voast, and Peter Alfano. A social meeting was held on December 31, 1935. A scavanger hunt and the cat's “meow” were played. The members of the club enjoyed dancing to the music by Frank Russo. Refreshments were served. On Thursday, February 13, a Valentine Party was held by the Dramatic Club. The meeting was in charge of Rose Formisano, Mary Castro, Josephine Bruno. Dominick Ruggieri, Thomas Fitzpatrick and William McCarthy. All meetings are under the supervision of Miss Callan. ELSIE WEAVER. The Biology Club under the direction of Mr. Carlson was started on December 6, 1935, and the following officers were elected: President, Dora Berwick; Vice President, Anne Russo; Secretary. Mary Velleca; Treasurer, Arthur Nunes; Executive Board, H. Jamiel, A. Molaskv, E. Morra, B. Hambrick, C. Miranda. The purpose of the club is to stimulate individuals to develop a worthwhile hobby. Members of the club have made a survey of the sanitary conditions of back yards and have been on several hikes. MARY VELLECA. ’37. 1935 ORCHESTRA 1936 Under the efficient director. Mrs. Donovan, the Colt Orchestra enjoyed quite a successful season, although unable to play at all school functions. The desire of the orchestra to cooperate is well deserving of praise. Thanks arc graciously extended to the following pianists who furnished music for the school dances: Miss Rhoda Levy, Frank Russo, and Miss Mary Velleca. Praise also must be given to the Guiteras School Orchestra who GREEN amJL WOIOTTE- 37 supplied music for the Senior Play ‘‘The College Widow.’’ The following are members of the orchestra and the instruments which they play: Violins: Hope Angell, Ethel Kerr, James Corner?.. Guitar: Bernard Grabert. Saxaphone: Arthur Manchester. Clarinet : Angelo Carulli. Trumpet: Maurice Smith. Piano: Antoinette Rucci. TEVIS SHUSMAN. ’38. THE JUNIOR-SENIOR PHOTOGRAPHY CLUB The Junior-Senior Photography Club, under the guidance of Mr. Carlson was formed in October. 1935. The officers of the club elected were: President, Henry Trudell; Vice President, Santo Digati; Secretary-Treasurer, Maurice Smith. An executive committee consisting of Domenic Ruggieri, chairman. Norman Hibbert and Antoinette Rucci, were also elected. The aim of the club is—“To Know Photography.” At each meeting reports were given on: various parts of the camera, the chemical part of photography, the color filter, and how to take pictures. All reports were well given. Several members of the class took pictures and developed them. RUTH TATTRIE, ’36. THE ITALIAN CLUB An Italian Club—“11 Circolo di Coltura Italiana,” consisting of twenty-five members was organized on November 18, 1935, under the able leadership of Miss Marino. Its purpose is to have its members become acquainted with the culture of Italy and the correct usage of the Italian language. Miss Antoinette Rucci was elected President : Domenic Pumello, Vice President, Edward Migliori, Secretary-Treasurer. The Ex- ecutive Committee consisted of the Misses Josephine Bruno, Emma Bonvicin. Elmina Marino and Catherine Candelmo. Meetings were held the first Tuesday of every month and socials were enjoyed monthly. On one particular occasion the members of the club took an imaginary trip to the city of Naples. Neopolitan songs were sung, views of Naples shown, and a Neopolitan luncheon served . The committee of arrangements consisted of Miss Elmina Marino, chairman; the Misses Olympia Proto, Martha DiMezza, Dorothea Bruno, Catherine Candelmo, and Joseph Massa and Antonio Carmone. LOUISE M. IASIELLO, ’38. COMMERCIAL CLUB In November the Commercial Club was organized under the supervision of Mrs. Baldwin. The membership was large consisting of practically every pupil of the Senior and Junior commercial classes. Meetings were held on the third Wednesday of each month. Committees prepared programs for each meeting which consisted of business affairs followed by a social One of the most important tasks undertaken by the club was the monthly publishing of the school paper ‘‘The Colt Rainbow.” which proved to be very successful. The staff consisted of the following: Editor: Hilda Jamiel; Assistant Editor: Almerinda Correia: Sports Editor, Ruth Ruggieri; Literary Editors. Esther Perkins, Elsie Gilroy; Social Editors, Rose Formisano. Mary Vclleca; Joke Editor. Eldora Gablinske; Club Editor, Audrey Newman. The officers of the club were as follows: President. Rose Formisano; Vice President, Audrey Newman; Secretary, Hilda Jamiel; Treasurer. Jeannette Charrette. Esther Perkins, Irene Sylvia and Leah Eisen-stadt made up the executive committee. ROSE FORMISANO ’36. GREEN (OAndl WD1D¥E 38 STUDENT COUNCIL DEBATING CLUB On Tuesday, December 10. 1935, the Junior-Senior Debating Club was formed under the able leadership of Miss Bradford. Robert Tourigney was elected chairman of the organization, Hilda Jamicl, secretary and Raymond McNamara, Henry Trudell and Clinton Pendleton were elected to serve on the executive committee. Meetings were held on the second Tuesday of every month. Several debates, in which club members participated, were presented. “Resolved. That the United States Should Immediately Become a Member of the League of Nations. ’ was the topic selected for the annual Junior-Senior debate. The Seniors were represented by Esther Perkins, Raymond McNamara, Henry rrudell, while the Juniors were represented by Ruth Sanford, Robert Tourigney and Irving Murray. Hilda T. Jamiel was appointed chairman. The Juniors took the affirmative side and the Seniors the negative. The Oregon method of debating was followed. On Wednesday, April 8, 1936, this debate was ably presented before the faculty and the student body. The judges, Mr. I. Leo Cantwell. member of the Rristol School Committee; Miss Mary E. Spooner, principal of the Oliver School; and Mr. James E. Sullivan, principal of the Guiteras School, rendered a unanimous decision in favor of the Seniors. The Juniors were highly commended for their excellent work. ESTHER B. PERKINS, ’36. LE CERCLE FRANCAIS During the latter part of November, 1935, the members of the Junior French classes met and, under the supervision of Miss S. C. Callan, French instructor, organized “I.e Cercle Fran-cais for the purpose of attaining a better understanding of the language, the French people, and their customs. At the initial meeting, the following officers were elected: Anthony Iasiello, president; Irv- ing Murray, vice-president ;lsabel Bento, secretary; Robert Tourigney, treasurer. Following the business meeting there was a social hour, refreshments were served by the entertainment committee comprising Anthony Iasiello. Constance Campanello. John Simoes. Robert Tourigney. Janette McCaw. Irene Gallo, and Isabel Bento, were enjoyed by all.- In December, shortly before the Christmas vacation, the club published “Lc Journal Fran-cais,” a newspaper written entirely in French, and which was circulated and favorably received among the members of the French classes. Following the business meeting in the month of March, the entertainment consisted of: Reading. “La Marseillaise,” Betty Hobson: Reading, “En Avant,” Henry Trudell; Song, Clinton Pendleton and Gordon Morgan; Poem, “Les Trois Doigts,” Ethel Kerr; Playlet, Ruth Hazledinc, Marguerite De Rocha, Margaret Connors, Irving Murray, and Clinton Pendleton; Skit, “Le Boulanger,” Robert Tourigney and Anthony Tasiello. Although few meetings were held, the few projects that were undertaken by the members, were found interesting, enjoyable, and, above all, instructive. ROBERT TOURIGNEY, ’37. THE ANNUAL JUNIOR PROM The annual Junior Prom was held on June 5 in the Colt High School Auditorium. It was an ideal night, and the girls in their colorful gowns with their manly escorts made a delightful picture. Music was provided by Larry Gadsby and his orchestra. Leading the grand march which formed at ten o'clock was the class president, Arthur Manchester, and the seceretary, Mary Velleca. Following them were James Conley, vice president, and Elsie Gilroy, chairman of the executive board; then came Anthony Iasiel- GREEN nmdL WD1 OTIQr- 40 lo. treasurer, and Ruth Sanford, a member of the executive board. The committee in charge of this successful affair was composed of Elsie Gilroy, chairman, Ruth Sanford, Mary Velleca, Arthur Manchester. James Conley. Anthony Iasiello, Herman Kemph, Irving Murray, and John Simoes. However, much of the credit goes to Mr. John L. Burke, class advisor, who helped to make this prom a reality instead of a dream. MARY VELLECA ’37. PROBLEMS OF DEMOCRACY FORUM The P. D. Forum was organized on November 16, with Miss Sisson as advisor. The forum was composed of the entire P. D. class, for the purpose of giving the members a clear understanding of current events and to promote a better understanding among the students. The programs of the meetings were made up of lectures given by guests speakers, or debates held by members of the forum, followed by general discussion. The officers were: President, Fred Lopes; Secretary-Treasurer, William Alger. The positions in the executive board were held by Rose Formisano, Francis Lewis, William McCarthy, Thomas Van Voast. ROSE FORMISANO ’36. THE COLLEGE WIDOW The College Widow which was presented under the direction of Mrs. M. Theresa Donovan on March 26 and 27 was (if we can believe all that we hear) a huge success. Jane Witherspoon (Elsie Weaver), daughter of the president of Cowater College is tFie main attraction at the institution and is reputed to ‘‘bury one every Commencement,” from which she gained her title the “college widow.” In Act I which opened with the trainer, Matty McGowan (Henry Trudcll) and Ollie Mitchell (William Simmons) discussing the opposition of President Witherspoon (William Sisson) toward the great interest of the students in sports. Coach Jack Larabee (Peter Alfano). Stubby Tallmadge (Raymond McNamaraLTom Pearson (William Angevine), Dick McAllister (Thomas Van Voast), Jimsey Hopper (Francis Lewis), and McGowan welcome to the inexperienced football team a young giant—Murphy (Thomas Fitzpatrick), who immediately rouses the interest of Bessie Tanner (Ruth Tattrie). an athletic girl, who leaves to spread the glad tiding amongst the other girls. Flora Wiggins (Hilda Jamiel), has a most amusing experience with the young men, especially Stubby, who it seems is under obligation to the waitress and her mother. Entrance of the town girls (Rose Formisano, Clare Partington. Sally Church, Marjorie Magee, and Ruth Ruggieri) chaperoned by Mrs. Dalzelle (Esther Perkins) was a rather attractive feature—especially to the young men. Comedy was created by the Hon. Elan Hicks, (William McCarthy), Bub Hicks (Fred Lopes), nnd Talbot (William Alger)—a post-graduate tutor interested in Botany. Daniel Tibbets (Thomas Olstead), the new town constable, who attempts to show his authority is the victim of the high-spirited young men. Complication rise when Hiram Bolton (Francis Dwyer), and his son Billy (Maurice Smith), a noted athlete who is to enter Bingham—Co-water’s greatest rival, come to Cowater to visit President Witherspoon. Jane is elected to induce Billy to remain at Cowater, despite the fact that before his arrival she wore the Sigma Theta pin of Jack Larabee. She succeeds in urging him to remain for the faculty reception. In the second act. we find ourselves at the faculty reception, and much to the joy of all Billy Bolton announces his intentions to enroll as a student at Cowater. The romance between Stubby Tallmadge and Bessie Tanner progresses. A most exciting football game is in progress in the third act, which with the aid of Billy GREEN OAndL WIMOTTE- 41 THE COLLEGE WIDOW results in a victory for Cowater, although when Billy’s father returns from a trip to Europe to prevent his son from playing against Bingham, one wonders if the game will he lost. However. the tension is relieved when Stubby takes Mr. Bolton for a most enjoyable drive. Jane and Billy decide to face life together. Bessie starts to train Stubby for the future, Bub Hicks, who had become engaged to Flora, believes himself to be too important for such a person, and consequently breaks the engagement. and thus does the curtain fall on the fourth and final act of The College Widow. The successful efforts of Santo Digati. stage director, and his assistants. Domcnic Ruggieri, Arthur Nunes, and John Simocs. as well as the two property mistresses, Phoebe Teixeira and Victoria Soldano, arc to be highly commended. ESTHER PERKINS. 38. SPORTS FOOTALL Coach—Mr. Walker. Assistant Coach—Mr. Carlson. Ca p t a in—“ Fa n n y ” Lewis. Manager—Louis Codola. Our football team, with courage and fortitude. encountered each rival team. The first Class C game with De La Salle showed the spirit of the team. Throughout it was a great game, particularly thrilling at the end. There was about one minute left to play with the ball in Colt’s possession on De La Salle's twenty yard line. Colt fumbled and De La Salle received the hall on about their own right yard line. De La Salle attempted to punt, but our team, bent on winning, forced a touch-back which was the only score of the game. Our next contest with Burrillville was very exciting. Here, Colt displayed its first real stubborn defense together with a strong offense which at the end of the game found Colt the victor. Score 19-12. Although losing the remaining contests with Barrington, Warren, and South Kingstown, it should be remembered that the Colt eleven lacked both experience and weight. However, the team had the same noted do-or-die attitude as all other Colt elevens have had. SCHEDULE Sept. 21—at Fairhaven ------------ L—47— 0 Sept. 27 -Swansea L— 7— 0 Sept. 12—at De La Salle .... W— 0— 2 Oct. 18 Bttrrillville W—12—19 Nov. 2—at Barrington .............. L—13— 0 Nov. 11 Warren I-—19—0 Nov. 16—South Kingstown ........... L—26— 0 BASKETBALL Coach—Mr. Walker. Assistant Coach—Mr. Carlson. Captain—“Chick” Alfano. Manager—Fred Lopes. The basketball team made an admirable showing. Colt ended the season in twelfth place, out of thirty-three schools represented in the state. Colt encountered veteran teams from Cumberland, Warren, Barrington and North Kingstown The lack of experienced players, and the lack of height, was certainly more than offset by the courageous fighting spirit of the team. Coach Walker stated. A finer display of team co-operation I have never witnessed in a Colt team previous to this one—may it long continue!” SCHEDULE Dec. 17—East Greenwich ........ W—25— 30 Dec. 20—Cumberland ............ L—37—12 Jan. 3—North Kingstown ........ L—25—21 Jan. 7—Barrington .......... -.. L—43—16 Jan. 17—R. I. School for Deaf .W— 8—28 GREEN (OAndL WD1 DUE- 43 BASEBALL TEAM Jan. 21—Alumni .... L—51—39 Jan. 24—at Warren _______ L—46—24 Jan. 28—at East Greenwich W—27—37 Jan. 31—at Cumberland ....... L—36—17 Feb. 4—at North Kingstown W—25—34 Feb. 7—at Barrington ....... L—33—32 Feb. 10—Providence Trade Feb. 13- -Burrillville Feb. 15—at School for Deaf Feb. 20—Warren Feb. 24—at Burrillville W—14—22 W— 8—43 V—21—40 W—22—24 W—20 —40 JOKES Mr. Burke: “What did you get for the fourth ?” Conley: ‘‘An answer.” ----o---- Mr. Walker: “We have bred our plants for quality; we have bred for quantity; we have bred for—” Lewis: “We have bread for butter.” Hartley: “The telescopic eye has arrived at its destination.” Miss Sisson: “What's it for?” Hartley: “Star-gazing ----o--- McCarthy : (late and sneaking into the class room) Mr. Walker: “I hope you get your man. Jake.” E. Kerr (Translating French): “Mmc. Therese put her elbow in her ear.” R. Tourigney (rounding up members of Senior Class play for picture) Poking his head in Mr. Walker’s class:—“Say, fellows, any College Widow in here?” ----o---- Mrs. Baldwin: “Doran, define careful.” Doran : “Handle with care.” Gray: “What are some of Roosevelt’s policies?” Pendleton : “I don’t know—disability and endowment, I guess.” McCarthy: “Every fish has its day—Friday.” Mr. Carlson: “If all the liquid in the world dried up, what would we drink?” Byrnes: “Milk.” ----o---- Mr. Burke: “A fool can ask more questions than a wise man can answer!” Peter Alfano: “That’s why I flunk exams.” ----o---- If all the world were flooded And 1 was sure to die I’d camp upon my chemistry book Because it is so dry. —Exchange. ----o---- Mr. Walker: “This is fine weather to prune trees. Mr. Mapes has some in his yard he wants pruned.” Celone: “Do we have to go up there?” Mr. Walker: “No, Mr. Celone, we’ll have the trees brought down here.” Rucci: “What’s a condenser?” Lopes: “A can of milk.” GREEN aundl WD1 DUE- 45 FOOTBALL TEAM ALUMNI (The Alumni Editor would appreciate further information as to Alumni, and correction of any errors.) Class of 1935 Helen Aguar—Philips Baker Co., Providence. Robert Anderson—HerreshofF Mfg. Co. Dora Bailey—student nurse, Staten Island Hospital. Howard Bennett — Huestis Machine Co., Bristol. Manuel Bento—Paramode Shoe Co., Bristol. Emily Borges—R. I. College of Education. Joseph Borges—Empire Bottling Co, Bristol. Joseph Brown—U. S. Rubber Co., Bristol. Anthony Bruno—Ferncroft Market, Bristol. Russell Bullock—Jarvis Gasoline Station, Boston Post Road. Rose Campagna—office. Dr. M. J. O’Brien. Bristol. Vincent Campagna—R. I. College of Pharmacy. Domenic Capone—Post-graduate, Colt. Emily Carmone—U. S. Rubber Co., Bristol. Carmine Carraturo—Paramode Shoe Co. Mary Castro—Post-graduate, Colt. Joseph Cavallaro—R. I. College of Pharmacy. Carmine Cirillo—Cirillo Grocery, Providence, R. I. Joseph Cirillo—Paramode Shoe Co. Nancy Cortcllessa—Bradford Street. Mary Correia—Bristol Mfg. Co. Louis DeFelice—U. S. Rubber Co., Bristol. Joseph Doran—Washington Memorial, C. C. C., West Glocester, R. I. Concetta Fasano—Post-graduate, Colt. Alice Ferreira—43 Bay View Ave., Bristol. Virginia Gaffney—Hope Street, Bristol. Lovina Guevremont—U. S. Rubber Co., Bristol. Rachel Guthrie—student nurse, R. I. Hospital. Esther Hazen—Carr Mfg. Co., Bristol. Dudley Holden—R. L State College. Barbara Huestis—1935 Walsh Memorial student, Wheaton College. Ruth Kerr—R. I. College of Education. Dorothy Klein—American Telephone Co., Bristol. Mary Larice—R. I. College of Education. Alfred Larue—First National Stores. Providence. Viola LeClerc—402 High Street, Bristol. Frank Mancieri—34 Bourn Street, Bristol. Wendell Marshman—R I. State College. Marguerite Mathewson—St. Mary’s Junior College, Raleigh, N. C. Hope Mowry—52 Burton Street, Bristol. Alexander Murray—1188 Camp, C. C. C., Hope Valley, R. L Edward Nunes—194th Co., C. C. C., North Woodstock, N1. H. Helen Oliver—Naugatuck, Conn. Lucy Pagnano—Johnson Wales Business College. Sylvia Pagnano—Johnson Wales Business College. Louise Paiva—Union Street. Bristol, R. I. Andrew Pansa—Bryant College. Pasquale Panzarella—18 Congregational St. Joseph Parella—7 Easterbrooks Avenue. Michael Parisi—118 Church Street. Charles Reed—14 Third School Street. Leonora deRocha—East Greenwich Academy. Uzelle deRocha—Katherine Gibbs Secretarial School. Anna Romano—Johnson Wales Business College. Angelo Russo—Russo’s Market, Bristol. Mary Russo—8 Congregational Street. Joseph Securo—Post-graduate, Colt. GREEN nmdL W010TIE- 47 BASKETBALL TEAM Joseph Simoes— R. I. School of Design. Margaret Sisson—R. I. College of Education. Lloyd Smith—Bristol Mfg. Co. Wayne Smith—R. I. State College. Joseph Sousa—1019 Hope street. Manuel Sousa—Paramode Shoe Co., Bristol. Alice Vargas—Paramode Shoe Co., Bristol. Mary Walsh—U. S. Rubber Co., Bristol. Class of 1934 Anthony Agatiello—R. I. College of Education. Susie Agatiello—U. S. Rubber Co., Bristol. Olivia Andrade—Andrade Office Supplies, Bristol. Domenick Antinucci—Imperial Knife Co., of Providence. Erik Bense—Herreshoff Mfg. Co., Bristol. Manuel Borges—Providence College. Paul Bruno—U. S. Rubber Co., Bristol! Bertram Bullock—Model Grocery, Bristol. Raymond Bullock—Bristol Mfg. Co. Christine Byrnes—Carr Mfg. Co., Bristol. Frank Campagna—R. I. College of Education Rose Campanello—Johnson Wales Business College. Fortunato Caruso—U. S. Rubber Co., Bristol. Samuel Celone—U. S. Rubber Co., Bristol. Esther Conley—U. S. Rubber Co.. Bristol. Cleta Connors—Carr Mfg. Co., Bristol. Anne D'Alessio—Mcl.ellan Store, Bristol. Mae Desrosiers—Carr Mfg. Co., Bristol. Fanny DeFelice—Paramode Shoe Co. Mary DeFelice—U. S. Rubber Co.. Bristol. Caroline DiDonna—Bristol Dress Factory. Leonard Donovan—Revision of Records, Bristol Police Dept. Catherine Ebbitts—student nurse, Pawtucket Memorial Hospital. Nathan Eisenstadt—A. Eisenstadt Store. Bristol. Lucy Ferrara—U. S. Rubber Co., Bristol. Herman Gablinski—U. S. Rubber Co., Bristol. Mary Gallagher—student nurse, Homeopathic Hospital. Joseph Giusti—Giusti Bakery, Bristol. John Gray—E. L. Watson Insurance Co., of Providence. Meredith Hawes—student, R. I. State College Eugene Heilhecker—Huestis Machine Shop, Bristol. Alan Hibbert—sexton, Congregational Church, Bristol. Addison Hill—Gooding Avenue, Bristol. Ruth Horne—Carr Mfg. Co., Bristol. Edwin Jackson—Boston, Mass. Herman King—Taunton, Mass. Rebecca Larice—student, Baypath Institute, Springfield, Mass. Doris MacDonald, student nurse. Union Hospital, Fall River, Mass. John Magee—Brown University. William Maisano—student, Providence College. Leo Mansi—U. S. Rubber Co., Bristol. Theresa Marino—student nurse, St. Mary's Hospital, Brooklyn, N. Y. Harold McGuigan—U. S. Rubber Co., Bristol. Marjorie McHugh—U. S. Rubber Co., Bristol. Raymond Mott—Staton Bros., Providence. Vernon Otten—University of Pennsylvania. Salvator Patizarella—Centredale, R. I. Sereno Perroni—Holy Cross College. Gilda Proto—U. S. Rubber Co., Bristol. Eleanor Rae—R. I. College of Education. Gladys Rishe—Carr Mfg. Co. Bertha Roderick—Paramode Shoe Co., Bristol. Anna Romano—John Hay Library, Brown University. Christine Russo—Collins Aikman Corporation. Virginia Salzano—Mt. Hope Avenue, Bristol. Joseph Sansone—Sansone Funeral Directors, Bristol. Mary Sisson—student nurse, St. Joseph’s Hospital. GREEN tomdL WPIQUE- 49 Edward Sousa—Paramodc Shoe Co. George Springer—1934 Walsh Memorial student, Brown University. William St. Angelo—Collins Aikman Corp. Jean Tobin—R. I. College of Education. Andrew Vorro—R. I. Hospital, Providence. Elizabeth Warner—87 Burton Street, Bristol. Evelyn Weaver—Bickford Restaurant, Brooklyn, N. Y. Harriet West—Carr Mfg. Co., Bristol. George Wilson—Yacht “Constance. Emily Xavier—R. I. State College. EXCHANGES (Ed. Note: We are renewing the custom of exchanges which was discontinued two years ago. We hope that next year’s staff will continue the exchanges.) 1. The Arrow”—Peck High—Barrington, R.I. 2. The “Red and Gray”—Lynn English High —Lynn, Mass. 3. “Durfec Hilltop —Durfee High—Fall River, Mass. 4. “Proviso Pageant”—Proviso Township High—Maywood, 111. 5. “X-Ray”—Sacramento High—Sacramento, —Cal. 6. “Business Spirit”—Commercial High — —Providence, R. I. 7. “Tech Review”—Technical High—Providence, R. I. 8. “Red and Black”—Rogers High—Newport, —R. I. 9. “The Flashlight”—Superior High—Superior, Nebraska. 10. “The Quarterly —Stamford High—Stamford, Conn. 11. “The High School Aegis”—Beverly High— Beverly, Mass. 12. “The Bulletin”—Steubenville High—Steubenville, Ohio. 13. “The Junior Sphinx”—Geneso High—Gcn-eso, Illinois. 14. “The White and Gold”—Woodbury High— Woodbury, N. J. 15 “The Gleaner”— Pawtucket High—Pawtucket, R. I. 16 “The Scroll”—St. Ursula’s Academy—Toledo, Ohio. 17. “Academy Monthly”—Germantown High— Germantown, Penn. 18. “Renocaki”—Reidsville High—Reidsville, N. C. 19. “High School Herald”—Westfield High— Westfield, Mass. 20 “Breeze”—Pleasantville High — Plcasant-ville, N. J. 21. “Shamokin High School Review”—Shamo-kin. Pa. 22. “The Argonaut”—Mansfield High—Mansfield, Mass. 23. “The Clarion”—Westford Academy — Westford, Mass. 24. “Wampatuck”—Braintree High—Braintree, Mass. 25. “The Shield”—Haddonfield High—Haddon-field, N. J. 26. “The Astor Post”—Astoria High—Astoria, Oregon. 27. “The Chronicle”—West Warwick High— West Warwick, R. I. 28. “The Centralitc”—Central High—Providence, R. I. GREEN awidL WD1 DTE- SO JUNIOR CLASS HISTORY By coming to the Colt Memorial High School, the present Junior class in September, 1934, entered upon one of the happiest and most enjoyable periods in one’s life—high school days, a period of happiness, joy, and, contrary to some opinions, hard work. However, not long after entering the school a class meeting was called for the purpose of organizing, and, although no class officers were chosen, two pupils, Ruth Sanford and James Conley, were selected as sophomore delegates to the Student Council . As soon as the school year was well under way, the members of the sophomore class took an active part in many of the various clubs such as: the Latin Club, under Miss Robinson; the French Club, under Miss Callan; the Girls Literary Club, under Miss McCaughey; and the Commercial Club, under the supervision of Mrs. Baldwin. Later in the year Mary Velleca, Herman Kemph, and Robert Tourigney were selected as sophomore editors on the “Green and W hite staff. With the first year successfully completed and with prospects of happier times and many more activities, the class, under the direction of Mr. John L. Burke, met late in September. 1935, electing the following class officers: Arthur Manchester, president; James Conley, vice president; Mary Velleca, secretary; Anthony Iasiello, treasurer; executive board: Elsie Gilroy, chairwoman, Irving Murray, John Simoes, Ruth Sanford. The representatives to the Student Council were: Anthony Iasiello, Arnold Drcyer, and Arthur Manchester. As in the previous year, active parts were taken by the pupils in the various clubs throughout the school, clubs from which a great deal of pleasure and knowledge was derived. These included: French Club, under Miss Callan; Debating Club, under Miss Brad- ford; Commercial Club, under Mrs. Baldwin; Italian Club, under Miss Marino; and the Photography Club, under Mr. Carlson. Later in the year Mary Velleca, Herman Kemph, and Robert Tourigney were again chosen as class editors on the Green and White” staff. ROBERT TOURIGNEY. SENIOR CLASS HISTORY In the month of September, 1932, students from St. Mary’s Parochial School .and students who had already been members of the Guiteras Junior High School met at the Junior High School and formed what was known as the Class of 1936. It was on this day that our first year of a tour year course of higher education started. This was an important event for the girls and boys, especially for the pupils from St. Mary’s School because they were unaccustomed to departmental work, and moving from one room to another was a novelty. But soon these pupils felt quite at home and fell into the regular routine. The year passed quickly, and soon it was June. The pupils were all satisfied to have a vacation until September. The vacation rolled quickly by and September soon arrived. Ninety-two members reported at the Colt Memorial High School. In fear and trembling, we took our places in Room III and Room IV, respectively. Miss Bradford and Mrs. Magee were the home room teachers. Threats of hazing could be heard on all sides but with one or two exceptions, the majority of pupils fared well. During this second year, the following class officers were elected: President, William Simmons ; Vice President, William Serpa, and Secretary, Elsie Weaver. Thomas Byrnes and Thomas Olstead were elected to represent the class, as the sophomore members of the Student Council. Sally Church and Esther Per- GREEN (OAndL WIMOTTE- 51 kins were chosen as our representatives on the Green and White staff. The Dramatic Club, under the guidance of Miss McCaughey, in spite of the fact that the boys were so very bashful, proved to be very successful. As the year went on, the members of the class made new friends, and became more and more loyal and attached to their school. During the early stages of the year, we were made to realize the necessity of school spirit with football, basketball and baseball. The sophomores were royally entertained at a Hallowe’en party where ghosts and witches danced with Red Riding Hoods, and Spanish Maidens. This was our one real party. School dances were held but the sophomore boys and girls were too bashful to take a very active part. In June, when the roll was called, it was found that many had fallen by the wayside. So ended our second year. September soon arrived after an enjoyable vacation. Forty-seven students reported but with much more enthusiasm and spirit. We were now known as the Juniors of ’36. Early in this our Junior year, we elected class officers our President, Peter Alfano; Vice President, William McCarthy; Treasurer, Thomas Van Voast and Secretary, Elsie Weaver. The Executive Committee consisted of Frances Capone , Chairman. Ruth Tat trie, Thomas Byrnes, William Sisson and William Simmons; Advisor—Mr. Burke. Ruth Tattrie, Peter Alfano and William McCarthy were chosen to represent the class as members of the Student Council. Ruth Tattrie, William Sisson, Peter Alfano, Elsie Weaver and Rose Formisano were chosen as members of the Green and White staff. The biggest event for us this year was the Junior Promenade which was held May 24th in the auditorium. This proved to be one of the most successful proms ever held. June soon came around again and we were given our last summer vacation which was to terminate in September but due to the epidemic of infantile paralysis the vacation was extended three weeks longer. In October, the forty-four members of the Senior Class of 1936 reported back to their last year at the Colt Memorial High School. This was to be a big year for us, so all the members came prepared. Our last elections of officers and of student council members were heldL The class officers elected were as follows: President, Raymond McNamara; Vice President, Ruth Tattrie; Treasurer, William Simmons and Secretary, William McCarthy; Advisor—Miss S. Callan. The following Senior members were elected to the Student Council: President, Peter Alfano, Francis Lewis, Ruth Tattrie and Elsie Weaver. As this year was to be the most exciting and most important, each member was determined to live well, and to take away with him happy memories of the Senior year. Two important events occurred during the year, the stagings of the senior play, “The College Widow” and the operetta “Pickles.” After the staging of the operetta plans were made for graduation, class day and last but not least o«ur Senior Reception, the last time the members of the class of 1936 are together. Now, that the year is over, we are prepared to go in the world to face an unknown future. This time is must be on “our own” as there will no longer be teachers to help us. But no matter what will happen, may we, each, remain faithful to the lessons taught here, and to “our Alma Mater will ever more be true.” WILLIAM McCarthy, ’36. GREEN mrudl W01 DUE- 52 CLASS PROPHECY As a boy, Buck Rogers and his tales of adventure in the 25th century always fascinated me and never did 1 think I would see the day when I would fly off in my super-rocket in search of adventure in the great unknown. Here, there, everywhere! Few were the spots that I had not investigated. It was the year 2050—you may marvel at my age—hut let nothing surprise you for it is the age of miracles. Like Rip Van Wicklc.—for twenty years I slept—not in a mountain but in a cold cake of ice which prolonged my years on this earthly sphere. As I said before. 1 was sailing through space when—lo and behold—I found myself above a huge mountain which hitherto had been unobserved by me. Curiously, I descended and found the mountain top covered with snow. I began to search for life when I noticed a peculiar opening in the side of the mountain, and on investigating found it was a huge cavern of many wonders. There a profound stillness prevailed. Suddenly I heard the trickle of H20 and walking in the direction of the sound, I came upon a large pool. As I was thirsty, I stooped to drink when suddenly a voice from out the nowhere said, “If thou wouldst go back to the past with me, drink deep of the mysterious sea!” “The past. Why, yes! My old friends of the class of 1936. How I would like to know what had happened to them ; so I stooped down to drink from the waters of the pool—when lo— the waters became like a huge mirror, and the past was revealed as if in a magic movie. First, a scene from Turkey and then I saw Bill Angc-vine, keeper of the keys of the Sultan’s harem, trying to look as innocent as ever. I asked myself whether 1 should pity Bill or not. Now the scene shifts to the Hippodrome in New York City where I see the Perkinsesta Circus in all its glory. The announcer shouts that the next attraction would be the one and only Esther, the greatest woman tight-rope-walker in the world. Esther Perkins arrayed in a bespangled gown, carrying a huge umbrella performed with much skill, how she swayed! I closed my eyes, afraid she would fall. Now cannibals; dowrn on the Fiji Islands, listening eagerly to a sermon preached by Rev. Henri Trudell. Those awful cannibals! They looked hungry. I shuddered for Henri! ! What’s this, That sign! A Quiet home -for retired spinsters. I peep within. There I see— No! It couldn’t be—Irene Sylvia—rocking and knitting—knitting mittens and taking an occasional sip of tea. Our lively Irene! How it happened I was never to know—but I wager she left a string of broken hearts along the way. 1 am aroused from my reverie by the deep melodious voice of the radio announcer. “Now, children draw your chairs up close while your favorite bed-time story will be told by Fanny Lewis. Fanny Lewis telling bed-time stories! Red Riding Hood! Impossible! A golf course, an international professional contest and the contestant none other than Ida Sousa—world famous. The hum of the motor aroused me, a plane shot through the air, did a nose dive, righted itself—and the aviator none other than “Vickie” Soldano, a world’s famous parachute jumper. Vickie who was scared to death to look a teacher in the face when at Colt! What! What’s this I see—I rubbed my eyes but no the picture remained. “Small” Van Voast surrounded by a bevy of beautiful movie-stars on the shores of Calicnte. How Van seemed to be enjoying himself! Among the group was to be found another of my class-mates, Phoebe Teixeria, now a famous comedy actress, a successor to Zazu Pitts. Employed there was Santo Digati as a Second Tarzan. My gaze is now turned to the great winter resort of St. Moritz where “Marjie” Magee has just won a GREEN rnndL WIMOTTE- 53 championship skiing contest. I see she is still faithful to the school for she is wearing a green and white ski sHiit. What, now? A funeral cortege and the undertaker, why Sunny Romano. Well, he sure followed a dead business. A woman, strong, capable, wearing a nurses uniform appeared; Ethel Isherwood who excelled in nursing at Bellevue Hospital, N. Y. Next, a violinist—long hair falling over his eyes, who is giving a recital. The Metropolilan Theatre is crowded! O spare me! I am amazed! 1 am astonished! William Thompson Simmons, the most famous concert piano player in the world. Impossible! I remember when he played with one finger, “The Music Goes Round and Round Well! Well! Well! Horses! More horses! Helen Reposa has become the owner of the most famous horse racing tracks in the great city of Bristol; and there too, I found in one of the Hot Dog stands as a soda jerker who puts the sass in sasparella, my old pal Bill Alger. Pie is kept busy believe me! The White House at Washington appears and seated in a large chair is none other than Ann Russo, first woman president of the United States who is being interviewed by Rose Formisano, well known surgeon who wants to find out what’s wrong with the system of government. Seated behind a large crystal, I find “Tommy” Byrnes, spiritualist, “sees all, hears all,” and who still knew how to bluff his public with wild tales. Next, in a Texan Rodeo, I find Sally Church, bare-back rider, who surprised the world in conquering unconquerable Colts. Sally always had a persuasive way with her. “Ray” MacNamara had, it seems, a tavern in the town where he attracts passers-by with his soprano voice, and made much money. A huge swimming-pool—there I saw diving off a spring-board Clare Partington. Nice dive, Clare! A perfect swan dive, and I always thought she was timid! Domenic Ruggeri and Maurice Smith have become famous song composers and have just written a new version of “Down by the Old Mill Stream.” Happy memories boys! There, before me, I next saw a bachelor’s institute where I found William Sisson seated near his pet canary “Rosario.” Beside the home, a filling station managed by-Hilda Jamiel who gave everybody air whether they need it or not. the same good natured, unselfish Hilda! A new school—in Bristol! Yes, that’s what I see! A new school in course of construction and the architect, none other than Ida Sousa. A huge ocean liner—and the captain. Why, “Dewey” Dwyer. Life on the balmy wave seemed to agree with him. He looked prosperous, especially the wave in his hair. Now, a change of country, in Spain where I discover that Eldora Gablinski became a famous matedor and has just thrown the bull and won the hand of a Spanish count. Back again to America to Madison Square Garden where Frederick H. Fiske, the heavyweight pugilist, has just lost his false teeth while fighting with “Marty” Edmonds the unconquerable champion orange-boxers. After the fight, I was walking along 5th Avenue when I saw a sign which read “Frederick’s Beautician Shoppe ’, run by “Freddy” Lopes who curled the curls of curly-locks, and Ruth Ruggieri, a manicurist who holds hands in “Freddy’s” Shoppe. I find Jake McCarthy, a teacher of Etiquette in a charm school—he teaches the girls the art of making love to bashful Romeos. Now reflected in my mystic mirror, I saw a tall, blonde woman who is teaching a class in Domestic Science how to make pine-apple pies. The teacher! Betty Waite. Her pies sure look good enough to teach, and her official sampler is a tall red-haired young man, Tommy Fitz- OJRJrJEN aMndl 01 QITLE— 54 Patrick who seems to enjoy his job. immensely. Now, a sweet looking woman appears, with two handsome children. Why it’s “Frenchy” Capone, and I always thought she would be an old maid, her husband is some famous physician. Mary Castro, a famous court stenographer appeared. and could she type! That tall, stately looking lawyer who is arguing the case—she looks familiar. Her voice? Josephine Rruno— now a famous criminal lawyer, and T always thought she would succeed Mr. Carlson. A beautiful old-fashioned garden, flowers of all kinds, and there appears a charming petite old lady, who is gathering some of her prize roses, Elsie Weaver, world-famous florist. Now from the past, comes a picture of a huge aeroplane and the hostess is none other than Josephine Carmone. She always was air-minded ! A large studio appears where a class from Colt is about to be photographed. The photographer is Ruth Tattrie—a world-famous photographer. Tommy Olstead. was, so the magic mirror showed a famous Irish boy teacher who passed most of his time in telling funny stories to the students. The pool suddenly grew muddy; gone were the visions of the past; gone were my old friends; gone, never to be seen again. 1 drew my head back from the pool. I walked back to my rocket ship—started and flew through the air—away—away—. P. ALFANO, 36. FACULTY Mr. Fitzgerald—principal—geometry. Miss Callan—assistant principal. French. English. Miss Sisson—American history, problems of Democracy. Miss Baldwin—typing and stenography. Miss Bullock—typing and stenography. Miss Bradford—English. Miss Marino—Italian, European history. Mr. Burke—mathematics, Latin, commerc:al mathematics. Mr. Carlson—chemistry, biology, physics. Mr. Walker—practical arts Mr. Sullivan—English. European history, business organization. Miss Osterberg—librarian. Mrs. Donovan—music. CLASS POEM We’ve been working in a garden, Planting seeds with greatest care. Watching, hoping, ever yearning, Trying each to do his share. Many weeds and many insects. Drenching rains and burning sun Ne’er dismayed, but urged us onward, At the task we had begun. Encouraged by the tiny shoots Most madly did we work The plants grew large—the buds appeared And never did we shirk. And now at last our garden's done Small, but so complete There’s not a weed within its range All blossoms—rare and sweet. So ’36 has labored— In its garden, day by day, To gain the strength we needed To help us on life’s way. Soon as the class of ’36 Will larger gardens grow To our Alma Mater will be due What e’er success we show. SALLY CHURCH, ’36. GREEN autndL WD1DTTDB- 55 WHO’S WHO The Student Council: Peter Alfano—President—'36. Elsie Weaver—Secretary-Treasurer, '36 Ruth Tattrie—’3 Francis Lewis—'36. Arnold Dryer—'37 Anthony Iasiello—'37. Arthur Manchester. Vice President—'37 Louis Codola—'38 Frank Securo—'38 The Senior Class Officers: Raymond McNamara, President Ruth Tattrie, Vice President William McCarthy, Secretary William Simmons, Treasurer Executive Committee: Irene Silvia, Chairman Thomas Fitzpatrick Thomas Van Voast Peter Alfano Thomas Oldstead Miss Callan, Advisor The Junior Class Officers: Arthur Manchester, President James Conley, Vice President Mary Vclleca, Secretary Anthony Iasiello, Treasurer Executive Committee: Elsie Gilroy, Chairman Ruth Sanford Herman Kemph Irving Murray John Simoes Mr. J. Burke, Advisor Lcttermen : Peter Alfano, '36 Fred I opes, '36 William McCarthy, '36 Thomas Van Voast, '36 William Simmons, '36 Thomas Fitzpatrick, '36 Francis Lewis, '36 Henry Trudell, '36 William Angevine, '36 Fred Fiske, '36 Arnold Dryer, '37 Gordon Morgan, '37 Anthony Iasiello, '37 Michael Turillo, '37 Anthony Del Piano, '37 Irving Murray, '37' Joseph Borges, '37 Louis Codola, '38 LAST WILL AND TESTAMENT OF CLASS OF '36 We, the members of the class of 1936 of the Colt Memorial High School of Bristol. R. I.. being of sound minds, do make, publish and declare this our last will and testament, in the following manner, and we direct our executor here-in-after named, to carry out the following bequests: 1st. To Mr. Fitzgerald: Five dollars to buy gas for his numerous trips to Fall River. 2nd : To Mr. Burke : A foot stool so that he will not be mistaken for one of his pupils. 3rd. To Mr. Walker: A new industrial school, so that there will be a little more breathing space for his pupils, and less gas odors in Room I. 4th: To Mr. Carlson: Fifty dollars toward the purchase of a Rolls-Royce in case he so desires. 5th : To Mr. Sullivan A few more inches, he is so tiny 1 6th: To Miss Callan: The very special privilege of arriving at school just a little after 7:30 a. m.; and our grateful appreciation. 7th: To Miss Sisson: Money for installing a few more book-shelves in Room II—to hold all the reference books. 8th: To Miss Bradford and Miss Bullock: The cares and tribulations that go with the GREEN mndL WO-IDTHE- 56 guidance of the very green sophomores whom they have in home-rooms. 9th: To Miss Marino :Our best wishes for encouraging the pupils in Room VI to bank. 10th: To the Juniors: We, the out-going ia-rnous seniors, bequeath our chairs and desks in Room I—with the advice to follow closely in our footsteps, never be absent, away-without leave, and above all to be a credit to Colt Memorial. 11th: TOMMY BYRNES leaves his very persuasive talents of bluffing to Robert Tour-igney. 12th: “BILLIE” ANGEVINE leaves his bashful demeanor to Robert Magann. 13th: To Norman Hibbert, BILLY ALGER leaves him an autographed copy of his latest book, entitled “How to act like Clark Gable.” 14th: To Marguerite deRocha, ELSIE WEAVER leaves her charms which make her such a heart-breaker. 15th: To Elsie Gilroy, BETTY WAITE leaves the honor of being the only senior girl to travel by the school-bus. 16th: TOMMY FITZPATRICK leaves to Bill Owen that wonderful physique of a football player which he so ably portrayed in the College Widow. 17th: FRED FISKE leaves to Arthur Manchester his favorite parking place—with a certain young lady—in the main corridor. 18th: MARTY EDMONDS leaves to George Sousa his ability as a famous recitation-pencil-dmmmer. 19th : FRANCIS DWYER leaves to William Doran a pair of stilts so that he may reach the candy counter in the cafeteria. 20th: DOMENIC RUGGIERI and SANTO DIGATI bequeath to Arthur Nunes an endless supply of paint with which to smear all scenery for future school productions. 21st: WILLIAM SISSON leaves to Anthony Iasicllo his great love of flowers, particuarlv ROSES. 22nd: WILLIAM SIMMONS leaves to Arnold Dryer ten boxes of raisins—the iron will help develop the muscles. 23rd: HENRY TRUDELL leaves to Dome-nic Puniello, his oratorical ability. 24th: To Audrey Newman, IRENE SYLVIA leaves the honor of being the next Queen of the Frolic. 25th: VICTORIA SOLDANO leaves to Isabel Bento all the worries of being property-mistress at next year’s senior class play. 26th : ANNE RUSSO leaves her cheerful giggle to Leah Eisenstadt. 27th: WILLIAM McCARTHY leaves to Mazza all his “pep” which made him such a famous singing cop in “Pickles.” 28th: ESTHER PERKINS leaves to Anthony Del Piano al her high honor-roll marks. 29th: IDA SOUSA bequeaths to Almerinda Correia her secret diet for keeping plump and healthy. 30th: SALLY CHURCH leaves to Rhoda Hobson a valuable book entitled, “How to Mend a Broken Heart.” 31st: LOUIS ROMANO leaves to Frankie Russo his ability to get to school every morning at 8:14£. 32nd: RAY McNAMARA leaves to Clinton Pendleton his supply of confidence. 33rd: FRED LOPES leaves his ability to sell tickets to Irving Murray. 34th: FRANCES CAPONE leaves her coy manner to Mazie Matroni. 35th: JOSEPHINE CARMONE leaves her loquaciousness to Jeanette McCaw. 36th: MAURICE SMITH leaves to Mike Turillo a book of instructions on “How to Play a Cornet.” 37th: FRANCIS LEWIS bequeaths to Ver-nie Gray a pair of bright green suspenders. 38th: MARY CASTRO leaves that “come- GREEN amdL WtHmT[E- 57 hither-look to Frances Dolan. 39th: ROSE FORMISANO leaves to Car-mellina Formisano her ability for collecting attendance slips, thus keeping the honor in the family. 40th: JOSEPHINE BRUNO lea ves her seat in the Chemistry-lecture room to Madge Klein with a warning to be always prepared. 41st: El HEL ISHERWOOD leaves a sum of money to Antoinette Rucci to start a fund to buy a new piano for the school 42nd: ELDORA GABLINSKI leaves to Muriel Bullock $5.00 for carfare to Providence every Saturday—to be accompanied by a certain young gentleman. 43rd: MARJORIE MAGEE leaves to Eunice Marshman the honor of being a cheer leader, next year. 44th: CLARE PARTINGTON leaves her position on the cheering section to Peggy Connors. 45th: TOMMY VAN VOAST-alias Small- leaves his ability to blush—(particularly when trying to date up a china-doll) to Louis Celone. 46th: HILDA JAMIEL leaves her supply of energy and pep to Ethel Kerr. 47th: RUTH RUGGIER1 leaves her daily morning walk to post office to Esther Ferreira. 48th: PHOEBE TEXIERA leaves her charming personality to Irene Gallo. 49th: RUTH TATTRIE leaves to Ruth Sanford the woes and tribulations of getting the “Green and White published. 50th : HELEN REPOSA leaves the privilege of being the best little whisperer in Room I to Ruth Hazelditie. 51st: PETE ALFANO leaves his position on the base-ball team to Robert Newbold. In testimony, thereof, we have hereunto us our signature on the 20th day of June, in the year of our Lord 1936. MEMBERS OF CLASS OF 1936 Alice the Goon Sappo the Sea Hag GREEN mndL WOlOTTt- 58 M E M ( ) R II K H “NOT TO BE READ “TIL YOU’RE OLD AND GREY WHEN YOU WISH TO REMEMBER YOUR HIGH SCHOOL DAYS” —Anonymous 1. Peter Joseph Alfano—“Chick.” Here’s to the all-round athlete! Chick’s first main interest is to win games for Colt; the second is to keep everybody happy. He has a host of friends and some of the girls think he is the answer (?) to the maiden’s prayer! But he isn’t an angel by any means. Anyone would lajugh to hear his say “When do we eat?” He is undecided about the future, but we wish him success in all his undertakings. 2. William Norman Alger—“Bill.” Introducing the class “kidder.” Where would we be without Alger’s tricks and jokes? And is he fast! You should see him trying to beat everyone out of the door of Room I at lunch time! Bill can be found peddling papers in the mornings and afternoons—That is if he hasn t bribed Tommy Byrnes into doing it. Hear him say—“What a predicament!” He aims to be a “good” news boy. 3. William Henry Angevine, Jr.—“Bill.” Another Bill—This one altogether different from the preceding. Here we have a not-so-shy football player—sometimes called “Flash (I wonder why?) Bill use to be oh, so quiet—but has changed for the better, this year. He likes to say “Well, I swear—.” He looks forward to college but hasn’t made up his mind as to just what college he’ll attend. 4. Josephine Lenorc Bruno— Jo.” A cheer- ful, hardworking student is our Jo; she is an ardent follower of all school activities; has a nice little giggle, big black eyes, and loves to say “Jimminy Cricket!” She has become very interested in Chemistry—but Mr. Carlson gets her all mixed up. Her pleasing personality will benefit her much in helping her to attain her ambition to be a teacher. 5. Thomas Henry Byrnes—“Tommy.” The mischief-maker! Always in trouble but manages to come out smiling. He says he looks like Harold Lloyd (What do you think?) Always to be seen with James Conley or Bill Alger. and when these get together, there’s sure to be something amiss! His pet saying is ‘I smell food.” Tommy plans to take up Journalism. 6. Frances Claudia Capone—“Frenchv”. A friendly, smiling girl is our Frenchv. This is the “gal who has a head for figures”—for she’s our cashier in the cafeteria. She attends all social functions and manages to keep her name on the honor roll. Has the never to be forgotten habit of saying “You know what?” to everything and everyone. She has made up her mind to be—a beautician. 7. Josephine Claire Carmone—“Jo.” You’d never recognize the real nature of this girl! She appears to be quite solemn—but when a joke is “cracked”—the giggles burst forth and GREEN (OAndL W IMP THE- 59 the tears roll in streams down her face. Although she would make a good stenographer she plans to be a hairdresser. Pet saying— “For landsake!” 8. Mary Anne Castro—“Mary.” Whenever you hear heels ‘‘clicking” you may expect to see appear Mary Castro a dark slim girl, who always wears sport clothes. She is a good “pounder of the keys”—that is, a good typist, and quite naturally, she wishes to be a private secretary. You mean it?” is an expression in favor with her. 9. Sally Gorham Church—“Sally.” Sally's gracious manners and her ready smile have made her the friend of all. She is one of o ir ablest students, never missing the honor roll. Although she has been thus far a classical course student, she plans to forward her education at Katherine Gibbs to become a private secretary. Pet saying—“What do you want me to do? Break out in a rash?” 10. Santo Leonard Digati—“Santo.” Meet the class artist! Santo is always willing to help out with decorating, painting, printing, etc. We wonder how the school is going to get along without this excellent stage manager and his friend Dom who is always with him. Santo has dark curly hair that just won’t stay put. Of course he wants to be an artist or a professional designer. His well known remark is— “Is she good looking?” 11. Francis Thomas Dwyer—” Dewey.” Francis, spelled with “is” and not “es” is Dewey’s endless complaint. This very tall, blonde, serious-looking boy is the one who portrayed so excellently “Mr. Bolton’’ in the “College Widow”—and didn’t he look nice with gray hair? Francis is uncertain as to what course he will pursue after graduation. 12. Martin Thomas Edmonds—“Martie”.We haven’t heard much of “Martie” during his three years of high school and so we may classify him “as quiet.” He is a good “scout” though, being very active in that division in town. He wants to be aviator. His line is, “That’s what you think.” 13. Frederick Henry Fiske, Jr.—“Fred.” A tall, neat-looking boy with red hair is Fred. Here, also we have another quiet boy. Fred has lavished much attention on a certain Junior girl. I have heard that he is an able speaker in the Problems of Democracy class. He also is undecided about his future. Here’s luck to you, Fred! 14. Rose Dora Formisano—“Rose.” Do you see that diminutive girl, with black, twinkling eyes? Well, that’s Rose. Rose is our “attendance girl” and can be found every morning busily collecting attendance slips. She is also a very hard worker—being on the staffs of both the “Rainbow” and the “Green and White.” She wants to be somebody’s stenog. She can annoy you terribly by saying incessantly—“No, Really?” 15. Eldora Gablinski—“Dolly”. Here is another student that we haven’t heard much from—but she is well known outside of school. She’s very friendly; has a quiet but annoying way of saying, “Really?” She wants to be a— court stenographer. I wonder what she wants in a court? 16. Thomas James Fitzpatrick—” F i t z .” Flaming red hair attracts your attention—of course it’s Fitz. His smile and warm personality makes him everyone’s friend. He is quite active in sports and is a very good dancer—for this reason—he always participates at school dances. He has a nice way of saying—”Mv GREEN amdl WOIOTTE- 60 word”——. He wants to be—above all things —a rich man’s son-in-law . 17. Ethel Mae Isherwood—“Et.” Here’s to a plucky girl. Ethel works at night and comes to school in the daytime. How does she do it? Here’s one girl you won’t find asleep in school even though you might think she would be. Anyone who is so anxious to complete high school education as our Ethel deserves much credit. She intends to be a nurse and we’re almost positive that she’ll attain her goal. 18. Hilda Theresa Jamiel—“Hilda ’ Personality plus! Hilda is one of our most noteworthy students. She gets on the first honor roll, is editor-in-chief of the “Rainbow,” is always running around with messages, and with teachers’ lunches. She is another one who says—“is that so?” She hasn’t made up her mind whether she wants to be a commercial teacher or storekeeper. 19. Francis John Lewis—“Franny.” A sports player and a good dancer—what a combination! Franny can do both equally well. He is also one of the best dressed “men” of the Senior Class and always appears with the latest style and colored shirt. He’s always on the go and so it is not surprising to hear that his pet saying is—“Anything doing, tonight?” 20. Fred Lopes—“Freddie”. Nice Fellow! These words best describe Freddie. He is a small fellow but makes up for his height in numerous other ways. He is very sociable and none can help but like him. His hair which is curly and wavy, is the envy of many straight haired girls. His pet phrase is, “Fine, how are you?” He plans to be an agricultural teacher. So, Mr. Walker, watch out! 21. Marjorie Holmes Magee—“Marj.” The tall, queenly looking girl of the Senior class! She seems to be rather glum and sober but don’t let her deceive you! She is chock full of witty sayings which she uses frequently in her humorous compositions. Ask her if her hair is red, and she’ll say —“Is zat so?” She wants to be a school ma’am. Oh, you lucky kids! 22. William James McCarthy—“Jake.” The comedian—and one of the best we can boast of too! Jake is quite an actor, and has made a fine record having been in all the musical comedies since he arrived here. Even though he is busy with dramatics, he is quite active in sports. Hear him say—“Oh yeah”—(with feeling and emphasis)—and weep! His one and only ambition is to succeed Stan Laurel. 23. Raymond Leo McNamara—“Ray.” Ray is one of the best debaters in the Senior Class. He has been on two winning teams. He is also one of the best singers—having a rich, deep, voice—and thus his ambition—to become so great a singer that he will take Lawrence Tib-bet’s place. With his force and determination, we just know he’ll succeed. 24. Thomas Paul Olstead—“Tommy.” Grin, grin, grin, and grin some more! That’s Tommy! That grin will make you his friend instantly. Did you see him as a policeman in the “College Widow?” No wonder he wants to be an officer in the Merchant Marine. We wish you luck Tommy! 25. Clare Elizabeth Partington — “Clare.” Clare is another one of our cheerleaders. Who could help but cheer loudly when “Clare” is leading them? She has a nice personality and makes friends with everybody. She detests loud talking and can always be heard to say “Ah. keep still.” My, my, she, too, wants to be a school teacher. GREEN WD-IOTTE- 61 26. Esther Beatrice Perkins—“Esther”—Another debater! Who would think that this shy girl would ever have the determination to get up and dei ate?—but she does, and she is convincing too! She is on the Rainbow” Staff, and a great help to everyone. You’ll know Esther’s around when you hear her mumble— “sorta-kinda.” Here’s another surprise—she wants to be the first woman president in the United States! 27. Helen Katherine Raposa— “Helen.” Whisper! Whisper! Whisper! Giggles from the corner of Room I. Who else could it be but Helen and her friends Esther and Phoebe. Helen has a circle of friends and is most active in commercial doings. Her pet saying is “Gee, Whiz!”—and how she says it. Quite naturally, she intends to be a stenographer. 28. Louis Leonard Romano—“Sunny.” “Sunny” is the best name that can be applied to Louis, for no matter how many ups and downs he has, “Sunny” always comes through smiling. He also is one of our best dancers. His pet saying is “How am 1 doing?” and his ambition of all things—is to be a builder upper!” 29. Domenic Anthony Ruggieri — Dom.” Hard-worker! This fits Dom to a T. He is so small that everyone picks on him to climb the high ladders, and to tack, or put up something —and—Dom always obliges without a murmur. He likes French but always uses one phrase— ‘‘Pas du mal.” He hopes to become a business manager. 30. Ruth Julia Ruggieri—“Ruth.” Best Dancer! Surely, when you see Ruth on a dance floor, you would not deny her this title. She knows all the latest dances and attends every dance. She is also a good student. Ask her anything—she’ll reply—“Well, what do you want me to do?” Another thing, she’s air-minded—for she wants to be a stewardess on a transport plane. 31. Anne Russo—“Annie.” Anne’s sunny disposition and hilarious laugh are a source of delight to any dull classroom. She is a very energetic person as you might have guessed— for she is a cheerleader. When very angry you’ll hear her sputter—“Go climb the nearest tree.” Annie looks forward to nursing as a career. 32. William Thompson Simmons — “Sim.” What a man! “Sim” when a Soph was quite shy and short—but now quite tall, and the shyness has disappeared altogether! He’s a blond too! He is a star at basketball and baseball and was rght there in football. Sim always says “When do we eat?” When he and “Chick” get together there’s a regular circus. His ambition is to be a millionaire! 33. William Henry Sisson—“Boachie.” Our business manager—and an excellent one at that. He’s the one who had to collect ads and that is about the hardest job there is. It takes personality and initiative and evidently Boachie had these two qualities. He's uncertain about the future. 34. Maurice Colby Smith, 3rd—“Smithy.” Maurice is another one of our classmates who has a pleasing personality. He has a certain way about him that makes you his friend immediately. He is a very fine actor—“Billy Bolton”—in the “College Widow,” He plays a cornet and has been a faithful member of the orchestra for three years. Pet phrase—“I’ll think it over and let you know later.” Ambition—to be a boss. 35. Victoria Rita Soldano—“Vickie”. Still GREEN mndL WtHOTTlE- 62 another typist! How will Colt get along without all these stenogs? Vickie is a very serious girl who can be very funny at times, especially when she says “That’s what you think.” She, like many other commercial students, wishes to become somebody’s stenog. 36. Mary Ida Sousa—“Ida.” Ida is one of the most pleasant students. She never seems to let anything get her down and appears always smiling and carefree. She can always be found with Mary, and between the giggles, can be heard to say, “You don’t say!” Private secretary is her aim. 37. Irene Joyce Sylvia—“Pat.” Queen! She was chosen queen of the Rotary Ball by popular vote, you know, and it is only proper that we give her this title. Pat is a very talkative little person, who slides in the door every morning just before the 8:15 bell. She tells us she is very much interested in a certain someone o ut-side of school. She is forever borrowing something, thus her pet saying—“Let me borrow—.” She wants to be a nurse. What a nice looking nurse she’ll make 1 38. Ruth Rita Tattrie—“Tat.” “Hey, Tat! Come here!” can be heard most any time echoing through the corridors of Colt. Ruth is everyone’s friend. A member of the student council, dramatic club and an ardent athlete. Cheer leader! And what a one! Ruth wants to be a teacher, and some schoolmarm she’l! make. Industrious, clever, witty! An Allround American girl! 39. Phoebe Anne Texiera—“Phoebe.” Another whisperer. But a nice one. There’s a regular riot when Phoebe and the rest of the commercial girls get together. Just what Phoebe whispers about I don’t know but at the end of every sentence she whispers loudly and says, “My cow.” After graduation she plans to be a stenographer. 40. Henry Paul Trudell, Jr.—“Henry.” Hear the man talk ! Here is another one of our best debaters—he, also, has been on two winning teams, since he came to us from Pennsylvania. He makes certain that his name is on the honor roll even though he is an active member of sports and school affairs. Hear him say— “wait up for uncle.” He wants to be an engineer. 41. Thomas Francis Van Voast—“Small.” ‘‘Small” appears very quiet when you first gaze at him but he is really full of life and bubbling over with fun. You should see “Small” blush— He says it just comes natural—like to him. Besides being a good baseball captain, he goes in for football and basketball, too. His one and only ambition is to be a good baseball player. 42. Betty Keith Waite—“Betty.” Tall, slim, and blonde is Betty. Never a word of complaint or criticism can one hear from her. She is very reserve and orderly although she is lots of fun when a group of girls gather around her. “Heavens” is her only word of comment. Tommy says she makes swell pies. Whoever gets Betty for a stenog. will be lucky. 43. Elsie Harriet Weaver—“Elsie.” Here’s to the most cheerful girl in the class! Elsie has a famous smile which literally lights up her whole face. She is a regular attendant at all school functions, is a member of the Student Council and Green and White Staff, and can always be found running up and down stairs with notices and announcements. We have heard that she is heading for New York to train to be a nurse. Well, New York, here she comes! GREEN mndl WOiDUE- 63 64 THE UREEN AND WHITE ADVERTISEMENTS JI III III111!Ill III I III 111 iiiiiiiiiiimiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiniiiiiiiiiiiiiii'iiiiiiiu Our compliments to the Class of 1936, one of the finest we have ever been privileged to photograph. May the future hold nothing but prosperity and happiness for each one of you. Van Dale Pawtucket, R. I. 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