Collinwood High School - Railroader Yearbook (Cleveland, OH)

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From between the velvet curtains, at the rear, comes forth Olgc Godec, world-renowned contralto. Miss Godec enters amidst a shower of applause, and, resplendent in her white satin evening gcwn, sings the famous songs of Pepsa Den to. Members of the orchestra include Mary Sablak, trombone, William Sneller, pianist, and Chuck Percival, cymbals After Miss Pepsa Dento has left the microphone, the orchestra strikes up a Spanish tune and Max Yeran escorts Violet Moylin to the waxed disque where they artistically execute a tango. Ah, what grace! What beauty! The music fades away—the scene dies with the music. The mist swirls before us once more, and we see the Pythoness, muttering on her tripod. The song of the priestesses rises in a rhythmic chant. Once more the mist comes to life, and assuming a deep red hue, it writhes and twists as a serpent in pain. Taking form, the color separates into a lorge russet patch and grouped about it are eleven spots of a similar tint. The shapes are more distinct now and—why it's our worthy president reading a bedtime story to eleven little Lysaghts. Again the mist changes, twists, fades, thickens, and the scenes pass with lightning rapidity THE YANKEE STADIUM + We seek familiar faces, but at first can find no one we know. It is not until Elmer Sobolovitz runs out with a new bat, that we realize he is bat boy. While marveling at Elmer's high position, we search the crowd. There's Helen Sodja cheering her hero. Occupying a box seot, is Ruby Gorham, assistant to Mr. Einstein, calculating the mathematical chances of the game. A FUNERAL PARLOR ★ A funeral is in progress. Attired in the black suit of an undertaker is Theodore Lundblad. Upon inquiry we find that the deceased is dear old Charles Homework. He passed oway after a long-drawn out sickness. Among the rejoicers are several members of the January '35 Class. Now they won't have to help their children with homework. 30

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★ PEGASUS But a short flight, and the ground + THE ORACLE OF DELPHI rushes up to meet us as we descend rapidly to the old Greek city of Delphi, to consult the famous oracle. As we near the temple, the white-robed priestesses of Apollo, god of the Sun, are marching in procession and chanting his praises, for lo! already his chariot is rising high in the heavens. ★ It is to a spacious chamber in the innermost depths of a deep cavern that we must penetrate to consult the mighty Pythoness, famed priestess of the great Oracle. Calm, impassive, she listens to our plea for just o glimpse into the future; her eyes still impenetrable, she motions us to follow her. Our anxious eyes now discern o crevasse gaping at her feet. Over this crevasse hangs a fine mist which thickens and sways as we fall into silence. The Pythoness slowly closes her eyes as she sinks upon her tripod. Her body sways gently in the vapor. The chanting of the priestesses grows ★ louder in the distance—rises—falls. In the vapor, the priestess seems to grow—larger—larger The chanting swells and dies. The mist parts and— There stands Blanche Miller singing under a soft blue spotlight, surrounded by the color and frivolity of a famous + roof garden club. Marie Baggott is the genial and charming hostess who is making her way between the tables where she will soon join Vinson Reinhard, popular man-about-town. If he asks her for the pleasure of a dance, and he will, they will rub elbows with Sanford Blank, wealthy boiler manufacturer, and that radiant movie actress, Mary Johns. The orchestra, under the direction of Orazio Sipari, has stopped, and Walter Watson, Master of Ceremonies, has token the microphone. He announces the Pepsadento Toothpaste Hour. Miss Pepsa Dento will sing. •29

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Howard Wilk is depriving on onion of its skin, while A KITCHEN his wife is attending a special session of the legislature. Poor Howard seems to find it a trying task, for he is weeping bitterly. Joseph Oros is passing his ★ A PARLOR ON SUNDAY AFTERNOON usual happy Sunday off displaying his letters to the little Oroses for the four hundred and ninety-fifth time. What a bedlam! But the white-robed direc- ★ AN ORPHAN ASYLUM tor, Rosalind Blank, seems to have the situation under perfect control. How motherly! In hasty fragments of pictures, forming, dissolving, we learn that: Jason FriedlGnder is still practising Try a Little Tender ness. You remember he sang it in Class Night back in 1934. Arvilla Mills is missionarying in the Orient. Vera Burton is having her say in the House of Representatives in Washington, D. C. Cyrus Caveney and Ezra Tait are in charge of Monkey Island in Brookside Zoo. And don't think that the visitors aren't confused. Helen Davis, wearing the apparel of a surgeon. A HOSPITAL Now she is slender and attractive. She always was attrac tive. With quick sure strokes, her knife flashes, now here, now there. And the poor victim? Dan Gutter. And would he be worried if he knew who was doing the operating! What a chance, Helen! But we shall not know how it turned out, for the mist is once more nothing but mist, and the Pythoness stares at us again with her blank, impenetrable stare. ★ 31