High School of Commerce - Caduceus Yearbook (Springfield, MA)

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COMMERCE PROPHECY OF THE CLASS OF JUNE, 1919. By Frances Smith Have you ever visited the Old Lady who lives in the shoe? If you haven’t one-half of your life’s pleasure has actually been lost, because she is an excel- lent entertainer and can answer any question or show you anything you ask for. One night, very late about the year 1930, I met her face to face. Because I had heard about her, I asked to visit her in the shoe. She gave me a largd chocolate, which I rapidly devoured, after which I became so small that I could creep into the tinest keyhole. The Old Lady then blew a tiny whistle which she took from her pocket, at the sound of which a dear little Ford bounded up to us. We got in and sped away. My companion was very quiet, and her silence was too much for me, so I felt that I must open the conversation. “Did you ever hear of Springfield,” I asked. She gave me an affirmative nod and handed me a copy of the Curiosity Box, the city paper. As I glanced through it, I saw on the second page, the headline: “Over three thousand attended the most successful and entertaining re- ception in the Auditorium last evening given by Miss Rose Cunningham’s danc- ing class. One of the most interesting features on the program was an exhibi- tion of the latest Jazz steps, given by Miss Cunningham and her assistant, Mr. Walter Sullivan.” Relow this I read: “Yes, Mary Pickford is dead, hut we have another little beauty who has tried to take after Mary, and has succeeded. Come and see her. Eileen I umas, the active little actress, starring in ‘Cinderella.’ ” At this moment we had a blow-out, which caused a short delay. It hap- pened that we were stalled directly in front of the City Auditorium. Curiosity seized me when 1 saw a throng of people going towards the hall, so I followed. I’pon entering, I asked the ticket man what was going on. His reply was: “Why haven’t you heard, before now, of this great musical that is to be held tonight? One of the greatest violinists is here, Miss Mildred Rounds. She has travelled from coast to coast and has as her companions, two other great violinists, Miss Dorothy Sunderman and Miss Florence Jones.” I then returned to our little Ford and continued our journey. Nothing more happened until we reached the Shoe. Upon a table directly in the heel, stood a machine not unlike a typewriter in appearance. My hostess explained that by pushing the lettered keys I might spell the name of any of my classmates .and find out their whereabouts by looking into the magic mirror which it held, or listening through its receiver. You cannot imagine whom 1 saw first. W ell, it was John Sweeney, com- ing out of the City National Bank, and not a smile did he give to the passers by. Yes, it was the same John Sweeney of the graduating class of 1919, and as bus- iness-like as ever, and the treasurer of that bank. 1 9

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COMMERCE CLASS BALLOT Handsomest Girl ..................................Madeline Presson Handsomest Boy ...................................Francis Powers Most Popular Girl................................. Louise Harvey Most Popular Boy..................................Carl Sabin Best Boy Student..................................Carl Howjett Best Girl Student.................................Marion Cormack Most Talkative Girl...............................Eileen Dumas Most Talkative Boy.. . ......................Wallace Ockerbloom Jolliest Girl ....................................Frances Smith Joiliest Boy .....................................Edward Coffey Most Bashful Girl ................................Lily Hogberg Most Bashful Boy .................................Ernest Mesick Nerviest Girl .................................... Leontine Hervieux Nerviest Boy .....................................Donald Christie Cutest Girl.......................................Lucille Wetsel Class Baby .......................................Eileen Dumas Class Athlete ..................................Michael Daly Class Dreamer .........i..........................Elva Howard Class Flirt ......................................Frances Cerago Class Giggler ..................................Mildred Blair Class Bluffer ..................................Wallace Ockerbloom Class Grind ..................................... Robert Driscoll Class Man Hater ..................................Doris Ela Class Woman Hater...............................Ernest Mesick Girl Most Likely to Succeed in Business...........Louise Harvey Boy Most Likely to Succeed in Business...........Carl Sabin 18

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COMMERCE And then another familiar looking person appeared on the scene, and this was no other than the president of the bank, himself, Mr. Wallace Ockerbloom. All I could say to myself was: “Well, Ocky, you did get there after all didn’t you ? Next I saw Sargeant’s Gymnasium School on the scenes and with no other than Gertrude Beaman as the leading teacher in the school. Gert never thought that she’d be a gym teacher, although it was her ambition. And then a gorgeous, big Pierce Arrow car came a-whizzing down a wide paved street. It stopped in front of a little country church, I think it was irt Chicopee. Out came a little beauty dressed in white and with the most pleasing and exciting little smile. She marched into that little church as Miss Lucille Wetsel, and marched out of that little church as Mrs. Stewart Smith. Yes, I saw her coming out and never before was there a happier girl, for ever since her High School days she has longed for that very hour. I guess our little Lucille is happy, all right. But you know the latter was really not a surprise to me, but the following surely was more than that. Lily Hogberg was coming down Broadway with an adorable looking young man, very brilliant in appearance. Both were ex- tremely interested in each other. Who ever could imagine Lily, the most bash- ful girl of our class, would ever be seen walking along with a young gentle- man? Well, anyway, I’m glad Lily has changed. And I think her future will be slightly different than I had ever expected. As our time was limited, my hostess said: “A glance is all you must take from now on,” so I obeyed her. The next scenes brought surprises: Frances Cerago was dancing on the stage, And Axel Larson was an opera singer, Robert Driscoll was a preacher, quite the rage, Fred Bauch was an author, and Helen Pierce an old maid, prim and neat, Carl Swenson had grown so very stout, That anti-fat was all he’d cat. And behind an ice-cream counter stood a man I knew at sight, Yes, for it was Milton Hayward, shouting: “Ice Cream ” with all his might. I looked at him in wonder, for whoever would have thought That our brilliant civil service star, could to such a task be brought. And then I glanced upon a home where Doris Ela lived—her husband, too But he was a traveling salesman, so I didn’t find out who. Tj i1da Stoeckel had inherited her father’s store, And was a prosperous salesgirl, to say the least. And Albin Grunander was a charming high diver, Whose dare-devilish exploits never ceased. And then I saw Ethel Zimmerman with her jolly face of smiles, She had grown extremely thin and was noted for her styles. An attractive little millinery shop then appeared in sight, Run by Kathryn Morrissey, who in-school days was so bright. 20