Canandaigua Academy - Academian Yearbook (Canandaigua, NY)

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Hop Highlights Of Soph Year This is the time to wave good-by to the Seniors and wish them Good- Luck. The faces that we know we will not see next year are our present Post- Grads, but we hope that some ofrour Seniors will like us well enough to spend another year with us. The Sophomores will step up on the next rung of the ladder, the one marked Juniors. We doubtless did lots of things that we shouldn't have done and hope that the on-coming Sophomores will profit by our mistakes. The State Band Cont-est did many things for us. We had a large repre- sentation in all entries, besides all the excitement and glory which were of comparatively short duration. We have one lasting and much enjoyed memento of the contest- A Coke Stand -is it popular? The Sophomore Hop, May 23rd, closed our class activities this year. Hope you all had fun. If you haven't a rabbit's foot, we hope our best wishes will bring you good luck during the coming exams. --Dorothy Hutton French Class Do you parlez-vous francaisn? Well, we try to anyway, 'Cause Mr. Bridgman so beseeches That we learn the stuff he teaches. We sit and wcnd-er what he says. tSuch very queer talk, this langue francalse 7 Once in a while we catch a word, But then to us it's quite absurd. Sometimes you catch a phrase or two But it's gone with the wind when he calls on you, Perhaps we'll learn some French some day Though now it doesn't look that way! -Ann Wolverton Bob Craven-I owe my success to only one thing, pluck, sheer pluck. Bob Hovey-How do you find the right people to pluck. THE ACADEMIAN Freshmen Take Annual Inventory Wit-h a final checkup on our subjects we get ready for exams and regents which brings us to the close of our Freshman year in C. A. The spring sports have also ended for the season. The baseball team played some very excellent games. Some Freshmen played this spring on the team but outstanding with 'Charles Roland, who earned a po- sition cn the Hrst nine. The tennis team also had a good season. The track team, however, fared n-ot so well due to very stiff competition. A few fresh- men were also carried on the track team. As I look back across the school year I see many events that I would surely like to live over. I feel sure that many of you, too, feel the same way. Of course there are many which we would like to forget. Most of us though are looking forward to a swell vacation of fun and so in closing I wish you all that pleasant vacation. - -Bob Pease, Freshman Reporter April's Dawn ' I woke so early and went out, I could not resist. The whole world seemed covered o'er With a blue-gray mist. When earth began to shed her fog As one takes off a coat, Far out on the lake I saw The white sails of a boat. The golden sun slowly rose Over yon purple mount, Waited a moment in repose Th-en spilled his golden fount. I sat upon a hill and watched God's miracle of birth. I saw an April morning born, The gift of spring to earth. Dr. Conyne-So Dick is in college? How is he making it? Mr. Whyte-He isn't. I'm making it and he's spending it.

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THE ACADEMIAN Lost P Strayed? or Stolen Away Hay, 'how about a couple of sheets of paper? Just want two. Hey, wait a second, this is my paper. Where'd you get it? I left it in the Auditorium th-ere three days ago and ,haven't seen it since '. . V The same startled yelp might and has been heard in refer-ence to more than just paper. Books, pencils, rulers, com- passes are daily spirited away as if by magic. What's wrong with us? We're not usually such a bad lot. It must be that we don't see any great wrong in common stealing and there's where the tragedy lies. It's all in the way you look at it. Your own conscience should tell you the difference between RIGHT and WRONG. We are only human, therefore a mis- take now and then is not-hing to get excited about but when a certain girl has her lunch taken three days outof tive we refuse to believe that it is a mistake. This girl is not the only vic- tim of this sort of thing. Gloves, mit- tens, pencil-pouches, rubbers and al- most anyt-hing you could mention have disappeared at some time during the year. This is not the type of editorial that is usually found in the Academian but lately things have been disappearing at such an alarming rate and so many complaints have been raised by the stu- dents that we thought we would appeal to the student body as a whole to see if between us We could not find some ex- planation and solution for this prob- lem. Alumni News Rachel Tanea. of the class of '39, won second place and an award of twenty- nve dollars in an essay contest con- ducted by the Dean W. Greer Co. of Oskosh, Wisconsin. Of sev-eral thou- sand business school students in this country and Canada who submitted es- says, Rachel, who is a student at the Canandaigua School of Business, was awarded second place. Glimpse from a J zmioris Diary May 21, 1940 DEAR DIARY: The seniors are the most awe-inspir- ing, looked-up-to individuals in school around this time of year-the rest of us just fade into the background because these are some of the most important days of a senior's life. They've worked for four years to reach the goal of grad- uation-and after they have labored faithfully for that time they deserve that honor. The juniors had one of their big mo- ments on the night of the Junior Prom -their traditional dance. It was a sur- prisingly snowy night for Easter vaca- ticn, but the Prom was enough of an attraction to make us proud of it. Two outstanding juniors have been selected, Diary, for well--earned honors. Elean-or Searles has been active in the school mostly through music, both the band and chorus. Tony Vecchi has been -prominent in sports, being a mem- ber of both the track team and the baseball team. They are to be our standard bearers for the year 1940-41, a.nd the school joins the juniors in their congratulations. Following some of our class into the rspots world, we see that the baseball, tennis, and track teams are coming out ahead, and many of the class of 1941 help to account for the good record made by these teams. Teh whole school is hustling and bustling, hearing every day some mem- ber of the faculty say Only 20, or 19, or 18, etc., more days of school left! and we know that regents and other finals are almost upon us. So before joining the rush we want to give to the seniors, through you, Diary, our best wsihes and sincerest hopes-and watch for us next year when we're the exalted seniors! -Joan Kellogg Bob Linehan-Sir - er, that is - I would like to-er, that is-I've been go- ing out with your daughter for quite a while. Mr. Coss-Well, what do you want, a pension.

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THE ACADEMIAN Marching F eet-- Listen to the rumble of marching feet The iron shod boots are pounding the street, The soldiers pass with uniforms neat. Listen to the rumble of marching feet! Youth swing by with a boisterous song, Fair hearts beat as they march along, Little they dream of the war they'll meet. Listen to the rumble of marching feet! It's only a game, pal, 'C'est la guerre. The bugle's signal fills the air, And all day long the village street Resounds with the rumble of marching feet. Hurry up, nowg there's a war aheadg They haven't seen the writhling dead. They have only heard of the glory sweet. Listen to the rumble of marching feet! A column of wounded, stumbling back Shake the youths, on their straggling track. Just unlucky say strong to the meek, And on goes the rumble of marching feet The front line trenches! At last we're here. The roaring shells fill all with fearg And still behind them with regular beat, Comes the rumble of marching feet. Thousand by thousand and one by one, They die like files beneath the sun. And drums roll out a relentless beatg Listen to the rumble of marching feet. fI'hey saw him die this name was Rolfel. God, he's lucky his head's blown off. And uniformed youths so strong and fleet, Continue the rumble of marching feet. The hospitals small with overworked craw, Lose more men than they pull through. And still the cannon's foolish meat Comes on with the rumble of marching feet. The gate of Hell re-echoes the tread Of the miles and miles of marching dead: And the war lords fat and indiscreet Demand the rumble of marching feet. Oh, Lord in Heaven, hear our prayer, The youths in the trenches of Thee despair: Can'st Thou not from Thy Heavenly seat, Halt this rumble of marching feet? -James Green The Lake Soft, tender, streamless breeze Marching o'er the valeg I see you as you hustle, Sweeping down the dale. Oh lake, with beauty filled In dreams you gently soar. You brush against unyielding shore Like stories in old lore. The breeze your features rimples , As it passes by, And lifts the low-born waves- It often makes me sigh. And now the waves that crash Against the boatman's boat, You shudder at his smile - see: He shudders in his coat. The sun upon the waves Sending into the air Deep green-jade into my -eyes: Breeze - uplifts my hair. As I see the tender hues, Now glinting in my eye I wonder of the colors gone As I sit here and sigh. -Pasquale J. Vitalone . . . Newest twosome, M. J. G. and Gene Brady . . . On one session days Bob Butler goes without his dinner just so he can walk home with Marge Van V. Just goes to show what a dire effect love can have on some people . . . Could it be romance for M. J. Dietz and Dick Thompson who can be seen walk- ing around the hall any night that Miss Burgess doesn't see them first . . . Wanted: One male, 16 or 17, must have good character and good looks if possible. Apply, Helen Wilhelm, Upper Studyhall . . . The grass is always greener on the other side of the fence, as Mr. Gambell would say. This time it's Shortsville that interests Jimmy McCarthy. Most congenial couple, Marcia Pierce and John May . . . We hear that Martha Dwyer is leaving us soon. The Junior class will have to lo-ek for a new silver lining ' 40