Charlotte High School - Witan Yearbook (Rochester, NY)

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THE W I I A N of us had our whole school life, would not bo with us for our graduation. We were greatly consoled, however, when wo became acquainted with Mr. West. By this time we had become seniors and had outgrown our shyness. We started the year right by having a picnic at Durand Eastman Park, Sept. 21?, 1930. This time we again had a deficiency in the attendance of boys. George Gray was our only loyal sup- porter, but Oscar» Edward and ilich- nrd were welcomed by many open arms when they arrived just before the end of the perfect day. Anyway, the girls had a good time by them- selves, serenading a newly married couple, anil they certainly had plenty to eat. “The Patsy,” our senior play, was presented December 5, 1930. In this our class, combined with the January class of 1931, was given a chance to show its ability. Esther Ferguson and Marion Leonard had the leading feminine roles, and George Gray was allowed to peek in on the stage. January 9, 1931, our class held a dinner party at the Practice House. Suffice it to sav that the boys were attracted by the word “dinner. Our last party was held May 2. 1931, in the Assembly Hall, to which we invited the class of January 1931. We have been very fortunate in having in our class certain talented students. Dorothy Buhier, Euward Bush, Julia Van Dam, Alma Hubbell and Betty Le Clare have been honor students through their four years of high school and have been elected to the National Honor Society. Grace Tupper has earned the name of Char- lotte's prima donna by her willingness to entertain at Charlotte’s social af- fairs with her beautiful singing. She went to Detroit as delegate from Char- lotte High School to sing in the Na- tional Chorus,February 24,1931. Rose- mary Kaercher has, undoubtedly, earned the name of school artist. She has contributed to the illustration of school publications and the advertise- ment of school social affairs. George Gray has given much of his time and energy to school activities. This has been the history of the class of June 1931. On June 22, 1931, our Commencement will close the doors of high school life of our class and open the doors to the future. Respectfully submitted, Betty Le Clare Josephine Bemish Nedra Toxin. 19

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T H E W I T A N coss KttrOKT September 1927, four short (or long) years ago, the class of June 1931 became officially installed at Charlotte High School, most of us having come from No. 42 School, No. 38 School, or Seneca School. Carry- ing brief-cases and other accessories, we tramped into room 20(1. our first home room, where we were greeted by Mr. Ornans. Occupied by hunting for rooms, learning the new regime, and overawed by the teachers and upper- classmen. our Freshman year was very enjoyable, especially so, since we were the first class not to be in- itiated. Our first year was saddened only by the death of William Wratton. who, although his life was short, had much to be proud of. All who knew him will always remember his cheery smile. So occupied were we with our studies that we gave no thought to social affairs. These began and ended with the annual Freshman Party. However, on May 17, 1928, half of us came near being wiped out when the sky fell on us during a play which was staged in Miss Donovan’s 1-2 English class. The play was Shakespeare's “As You Like It,” but the sky wasn’t i|iiitp as we liked it. The other half of the class had Mrs. Ward; it also had a more stationary and a better behaved sky. No sooner were we acclimated, as it were, to Mr. Ornans’ room, and used to his menagerie, than we took up our brief-cases (we still had them) and vacated to Room 103, where we took up residence with Mr. Ament. By this time we had decided that we should have a party all our own. It was an April FoolV Party and was a “howling” success, according to the weather that night. The wind blew, the hail fell, the lights went out, and the party, consisting of twelve girls, one boy and two teachers, ate the twelve cakes by the aid of candles. The outstanding event of our soph- omore year was the Operetta in which many members of our class took part. We captured the leading role, even, and gave it to Grace Tupper; Charles Schaad starred as “Porky”. The others took part in the chorus and dances. All who Saw the Operetta will remember it as a successful pro- duction. About this time, Charlotte High School decided that she had better have some evidence that we had been part of her student body, so, while we posed gracefully on the soft bleachers on the athletic field, Mr. Furlong told us to “watch the birdie.” This pic- ture was duly printed in the Witan with the other class pictures. The annual party of our Junior year was held March 7, 1930, at the Prac- tice House. Fortunately, we hail bet- ter weather and, as a result, better attendance. Toward the end of our Junior year we were disappointed to find that Mr. Butterfield, whom most 18

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TH i: Yv IT A N We have been anchored like little ships In the harbor of Charlotte High, Storing our cargo of knowledge, As the happy years roll by. Little green ships with little white sails, Our loyal colors we fly. As we bask in the sunshine of friend- ships In the harbor of Charlotte High. There are many kegs of liquid French, Clear as crystal, mellow and old. And Latin verbs, bottled and aged, Stored away, down in the hold. Boxes of puzzles to stimulate thought. Such as plusses and X minus V, Circles and squares, triangles too. Where A equals B and why. Kach little ship has a treasure chest. Built of memories of days gone by, Filled with courage, hope and loyalty. In the harbor of Charlotte High. There are beautiful tapestries woven In threads of bright silver and gold Whose pattern and weave are friend- ships, In the treasure chest down in the hold Mew cargoes of knowledge await their In harbors of commerce anil art, In medicine, law, and in teaching, And also affairs of the heart. May high ideals be their compass Now that sailing time draws near; May gnnd sportsmanship and keen humor Journey with them through the years. Out of the harbor, into the deep. Where unchartered waters lie, The little green ships with the little white sails Leave the harbor of Charlotte High. 20