Cambridge Latin High School - Review Yearbook (Cambridge, MA)

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11 Review 4,5 IOKES Chem. Tearber: Tell me about nitrates. Er, ah, er - they're somewhat cheaper than day rates. joe: Well, Moe, how did you Hnd yourself today? Moe: Oh, I just pulled back the covers, and there I was! jim: When I was born, they shot off a cannon. Slim : Too bad they missed! . Mirlrerr: Mary, we have breakfast promptly at eight a. mf, New Maid: All right, Ma'amg if I ain't down, clon't wait for me. T earber: Now, john, if you put your hand in your pocket and pulled out two quarters and a dime, what would you have ? IOZ7I7Ilj'.' Some one else's pants. joe's a human dynamo: everything on him is charged. After the game did they have to put stitches in? Naw, I just pulled myself together. He: XVomen can never keep a secret. She: Yes, they can. I have kept my age a secret ever since I was twenty-five. He: But one day you will let it out. She: No, if I can keep a secret for eight years, I can go on keeping it. I . VVIT AND HALF-WIT Wodehouse Witticisms: She looked as if she had been poured into her clothes and forgotten to say, When! He looked as if Nature had intended to make a gorilla, and had changed its mind halfway. X2 When asked to name three signs of the Zodiac, the Honor Class student replied, Leo, the lion: Cancer, the crab, Mickey, the mouse. Following the current course of our so-called humor, the man who took sleeping pills is chris- tened '1The Wizard of Snooze. I remember Mr. Derry's story of the pupil who asked him, If a rivulet is a little river, and a pig- let, a little pig, is Hamlet a . . . Oh well! You can guess the rest. i When Mr. Sullivan told us of the poll tax which men pay to vote, he remarked that there is a bill up to make women pay a like tax. It seems that for the past live years men have voted down the bill saying that, after all, The man pays and pays and pays! THE RADIO ANNOUNCER EATS BREAKFAST I I OOD Morning, good morning! And how are all our early risers this cheery morning? The time? At the sound of the gong it will be exactly quarter past seven, courtesy of Pulova Watch Company. - Well, well, so we have Crackle cereal for break- fast! Crackle cereal is put out by Fellogs Fancy Foods, Rattle Creek, Michigan. It contains Vitamins A. B. C, and Q. 'Barlington Sausage? Oh good! Are you tired of the same old thing for breakfast? Not me, dear, the food! Try Bar1ington's Sausage for a changefl Smell that lovely coffee. Folks, Sase 8: Cham- born's coffee is really wonderful, you can get it at your neighborhood grocer. I must hurry. Kiss? No kiss, dear. Your lip- stick smearsg you should use Banshee cosmetics! What? Leaving for Reno this morning? Can't stand me anymore? Fly! Go by the W. I. Z. air- lines. Speed is their motto! Goodbye! J. L.

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10 The Cambridge IANE WITHERS The following is a study of Jane Withers given by her to Robert Guest, C. H. L. S., '42: ELL, I promised to tell you about my newest hobbies and pets and -schlpol studies and everything, so here they are: My favorite sports are ice skating, lasso-ing, swimming, horseback riding, badminton, roller skating and dancing. I like to knit and crochet sweaters, bags, boleros and belts. My most favorite mystery story right now is Who Killed Aunt Maggie? by Medora Perk- erson. My favorite kind of other books is biogra- phies of famous people, like Royal Girlhood, which tells the child life of all the famous queens of history, and biographies of famous men like the one about Edward Bok who collected stamps and autographs and came to America to get the auto- graphs of Longfellow and Oliver Wendell Holmes. My favorite movie stars are Don Ameche, Alice Faye, Linda Darnell, Una Merkel, Baby Sandy, Henry Wilcoxon, Sonja Henie, Tyrone Power, Clark Gable, Spencer Tracy, Patsy Kelly, Gene Autry, Mickey Rooney and Gloria jean. I have seven dogs - Blue Boy, an English sheep dogg Rex, Belgian Police, Duke and Duchess, points Leo Carillo gave me, Suzie-Q, Pekingeseg Napoleon, a Chihuahua, and Princess, the white Spitz who comes to school in my dressing room at the studio with me every day. My cats are jitter- bug, a Tortoise-shell, and Blinker, a red Persian. My deer, Dot and Dash, grew too big to keep at home, but I go to see them at the zoo. I still have Senorita, my parrot, Ranger and Maud, the big turtles, turkeys, chickens, two Chinese Silkies, 10 pheasants, three Texas red squirrels, lots of rab- bits and a pair of lovebirds. Henry Wilcoxon is taking care of Lady Bess, the calf, for me, and Fidel, our gardner, keeps my Sicilian donkey and my goats for me because the neighbors objected to them. My favorite picture is High School, because there were about 300 kids in it, and we had a swell time together. We had to do a lot of exciting things for the picture: we had a Lasso club, and we ended up with a formal dance in which we girls wore long party dresses and the boys wore swell uniforms, and they let us keep on dancing to the orchestra after they'd finished the last take. We organized a club called the 8-and-8 Club - 8 boys and 8 girls - and we all take turns giving parties or going ice skating or roller skating or to football games to- gether. My teacher, Miss Gertrude Vizard, has promoted me to the ninth grade, so now I'm a Freshman in High School, and among my studies, history, Span- ish and English are the three solids that will count for college entrance. I'm crazy about school this term because I study so many new and interesting subjects. There's -social history, which includes the history of civilization, with particular emphasis on stories of Egypt and early Greece. The stories about Egypt made me realize how important and fascinat- ing archmology is, because when you realize that the hieroglyphics on old stones reveal the life of people of past ages, it's pretty exciting. That's all I can think of right now, except that my favorite ambitions are to organize an all-girls' softball team good enough to beat a boys' team, and to become a costume sketch artist. - PEP TALK THE day of the big game dawned cold and clear. Bill Wadsworth jumped up out of bed. Muscles ripped over his heroic torso. He took his .usual brisk morning shower, then dressed carefully in his every day clothes. ' Time enough to get down there - I can't wait till I get the old outfit on again, he thought. Bill Wadsworth rummaged around and got his old uniform together. We'll see if old Dartmouth really has something on the ball, he commented grimly to himself. He walked slowly across the campus to the ivy covered stadium where the crowd was already streaming in. Its faint murmur was invigorating. How often had he run across that springy turf, knowing that he was part of that great conflict and pageantry! The coach stood near the Maroon bench. As Bill passed him, jones winked and said, just five min- utes to dress, boy. His muscles tightened as he said, We'll see what they've got, coach. Five minutes later, Bill Wadsworth trotted out on the field. A cheer broke from the assembled throng. Raising his head proudly, he waved his hand at the roaring crowd. Peanuts! Pop corn! Five cents! he shouted. Wm HOLLAND, '40. N the dean's list at Tech appear the follow- ing names of C. H. L S graduates: FIRST HONORS John Lyons Jean Pearlson Eliott Shaw . SECOND HONORS Thomas Crowley, '38 Eloise Humez, '38 T Mello, '51 and Ira Habeshian, '53 graduated last june from Northeastern University.

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12 The Cambridge 'IT THE C. H. L. S. SPOTLITE by FALTER PINCHELL REETIN's, fellow Latinites! The Spotlite weighs anchor this year with a new skipper, a new crew, and the wish to sell you some real solid Pinchellism. The other day, we saw john White struggling like the proverbial bee, carrying books-for the teachers. jean Alden-'nuff said! For your information, Betty Groden is trying to kill yours truly by ramming him as he comes into the hall. I have it on good authority that Bob Dick and jack Sohmer are just a couple of wiz- ards down there in their German class. What's this about Marjorie Coleman and Merlyn Cook being as much together as fused quartz? Paul Richards is going to grow up and write two en- cyclopedias per annum, besides holding down his regular job as third assistant janitor at C. H. L. S. Margie White is the coy thing who smiles at you from behind Marie Flynn. Phil Baird, that debate club man, informs us that he is an animal lover. Lena Smerlas wants us to put Charlie Smerlas's name in here. Well, Lena? Seen gabbing on the school busg Paula Hillery, with an armful of books . . . Scoop Nestor, who attends Broadway University over the hill . . . Muriel Mahady, who always does her homework . . . Buck O'Connor and Emmy Lynch, just a couple of the boys . . . Prepay Bulger has that different walk, we notice . . . jean McMan sure is tall. Whew! . . . I'm glad to say that the school spirit is getting a little better. Keep it up! . . . Bob Peers knows in which room to study, all right. Ask him . . . Rosemary O'Con- nor, Eleanor Quinn, and Bobbie Nauifts, we also notice, are always together . . . Qwe notice a lot of things, don't we, Barbara Johnson?j . . . Take a good look at Dapper Dick O'Donnell, the slow driver . . . AND now Ladeees and gentlemen, I am proud to be able to spell the name of Gregory Yanacopolis! . . . Mary Feeley is the sister of last year's famous Dartmouth ath- lete . . . Phil Strowman, that speed demon, ought to be called ulightnin' . . . Doesn't Henry jezi- erski look like a slinky old mystery serial? . . . Mim Harney is one of the best subscription get- ters on the REVIEW staff . . . Qby the way, have YOU, YES, YOU, subscribed?j . . . According to Joe Stokes, who has a brother in our midst, jim O'Connell has a new name. From now on you may call O'Connell jimsy-Boy . . . Will the thing that signs itself Monsieur Bob please stop sending me so much useless material, pleeez? Freshman Information: Charles Hooker is the muscle man board eraser down there in room three . . . Rita Interelli has great diliiculty in de- ciphering seating plans for us . . . Marion Hyah is the girl -who is anxiously trying to see what is being herein written about her . . . George Menez uses his notebook to camoufiage his spyings . . . james Collins informs us that his favorite sport is gum chewing . . . What does Eugene Flynn find so interesting on Loraine Walters' test pa- pers? By the way, there are quite a few Walters floating around here . . . john Sheridan is the man with the little black bag . . . Dot Vargas wants us all to know that she is a girl scout, so she wears her scout clothes to school . . . Rosalie Woodbury gets many of her vitamins from a much chewed pencil . . . Hal Threhane is sooo graceful ! ! ! Marie Henry sure knows what good sportsmanship is . . . Betty Lee is definitely not a slim brmzettey she is very blonde . . . Irene Hodgen seems to know all the answers down in her Civics class . . . the only trouble is that she is bashful . . . Irving Wasserman is a swell feller, but a poor speller . . . Oww! ! A football coach's dream of Utopiag a place where all of his athletes are on the honor roll . . . Bernadette Drollette is really smart! . . . Wow! . . . Your reporter is dazzled by the snowy locks of one Beatrice Walsh . . . Lillian Powell has her sub- scription to the Review we see . . . and we see Dot Taylor dodging around the corridors . . . Hmmm, Powell and Taylor . . . june jackson and Peggy Miller may usually be found torturing the typewriter up in the REVIEW office . . . Who sez that Lester Katzen looks like Edward G. Robin- son? . . . We'll bet that Eleanor Carter doesn't attribute her beauty to a certain well known brand of liver pill . . . Dan Shrago is one of those boys