East High School - Orient Yearbook (Rochester, NY)

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The next morning I stood on the curb to watch a suffragist procession in honor of the visiting American delegation. In the first carriage were Misses Ruth Cramer and Cecelia Poler. Among the marching enthusiasts were Irene Larzelere, Carolyn Steele and Theckla Jones. The crowd around cheered and shouted, and some over enthusiastic individual gave me a push into the middle of the street. A big burly policeman pulled me back, whom I recognized as Lynn Reed. He looked very nice in his spotless uniform and shining buttons and seemed quite contented. Sunday was the next day, and coming to a fine looking church. I entered. Imagine my surprise and astonishment to see Harold Baker in the pulpit. He had grown quite stout and it did me good to see the perspiration roll down his cheeks and over his double chin as he preached. He was very much in earnest and I left greatly impressed. Soon I left England and crossing Europe, came to Berlin. That night I went to a circus and behold! the world’s greatest acrobats, the Sakorii Brothers, were no others than Herman Norton. Gilbert Cox. and Howard Henderson. They did some wonderful tricks and especially did they shine on horseback. Gasps of admiration and wonder came from all around. I was, however, not surprised at their remarkable skill on the ponies when I thought of their great experience in that line at school. Next came an act in which Miss Jean Roy, known as Mine. Caro, performed with a fierce looking lion. Then came the clowns, among whom I recognized Teal Cox and Otho Clark. They were very funny, even more so than at East High. In the morning, 1 noticed in the paper that a piano recital would be given that evening by Miss Doris Van Zandt, who had just completed a three years studv in Berlin. I should have liked veiy much to go but I felt that I could not wait and soon was speeding across Russia and Siberia to Japan. At Tokio was an international exjxxsition and thither I bent my steps. There I met Russell West, in charge of the exhibition of American mushroom growers. Russell told me that he had made a great success of mushroom growing and now was experimenting with grafting them on watermelon vines. lie said that he hoped to obtain a delicious result and become a famous man. But I could not linger long in this land and soon arrived in China. The first day I was there the Emperor passed and, with him, a great retinue of servants. I almost collapsed! who could that be togged out in red and yellow clothes with tassels and bells, a typical court jester but Egbert Silvcrnaii. He was talking Chinese to the Emperor at an awful rate and evidently was quite a success. I left soon after and, when we arrived in San Francisco, feeling ill, went into see the first doctor I came to. imagine my surprise to see Homer Smith, who fixed me up with the usual dose of powders and pills. The doctor took a walk with me, and besides telling me that Elizabeth Copeland was practising in the same city, pointed out the millinery shop of Edna Paviour, and also Mayor Donald McGill, who was a little short, rotund man. Soon I departed but stopped long enough at the mountains to look at the tunnel which Edwin Davis, the great engineer was building. It was really a creditable piece of work and I congratulated him on his success. My train came and after getting on, I purchased a paper. Almost the first thing I saw was that Willis Bradstreet had been elected to Congress. A long account followed of his early life, his marvelous brightness in school and his splendid political career, and ended by predicting great things for his future. In Chicago I stopped long enough to greet Horace Mac Dowell, now known the world over as the leading expert in forestry, and to have Charles Wadhams, D.D.S., pull a troublesome tooth. Charlie extracted not only the tooth without pain but also his fee in the same gentle manner. Horace told me that the famous Samuelardo Zornowiski and his wonderful orchestra would give a concert that evening and asked me to accompany him. I consented gladly and listened to the divine music which Sam called forth by merely waving his baton with the keenest delight. Undoubtedly the greatest part of the success of the orchestra was due to the excellent playing of Karl Mengerink on the drum and Ethan Lauer on his violin. Horace called mv attention to one of the boxes where sat Mrs.—, formerly Miss Marjorie Hummel, the society leader of the town. With her were her three guests whom 1 had known as Margaret Tillson, Catherine Tuke, and Marion Richmond, but Mrs. — spoke of them by other names. In another box were General Guv Bloom, resplendent in medals and gold lace, and David Dens- more, editor of the “Wireless,” the most influential newspaper of the day. But Fortune, who had smiled so brightly till now, began to look dubious and feeling that I ought to be at home to attend to my interests there, reluctantly I left my friends and travels and sped in that direction as fast as steam could carry me. W. Raymond Yorkey, Class Prophet. June Oil.

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Class Prophecy ABOUT twenty years, after I left high school, fortune at last smiled bright enough to allow me to begin a trip around the world and, fearing that the tickle goddess might suddenly change her mind, I made hay while the sun shone;” and thus it came about that 1 was aboard the steamship “Arctic’ bound for Europe. As soon as an opportunity presented itself I went to Captain Irving Richard and introduced myself. Captain Richard instantly recognized me and gave me the “glad hand.” He was a fine looking fellow with his nicely trimmed mustasche and goatee and has an enviable record on the sea. “By the way he said “there are a couple of our classmates aboard. Perhaps you can find them.” I went on the hunt. Whom should 1 meet near the gangway but Ned Moore and Gretta Ordway, walking along with a most piously sorrowful look on their faces. They greeted me with quiet dignity, and in answer to my inquiry, said that they were missionaries and on their way “to minister unto the spiritual need of the heathen.” We chatted over old times and classmates and among other things, they told me that in New Orleans were several of our friends. Louis Berry was a pros- perous butcher there, Eva Wannamacher was giving vocal lessons and Joseph Ernst was an alderman and incidentally building up a well paying business. I, in turn told of the few I knew, how Harvey Thomas was president of the Plasterers Union, Ruth Gillis was teaching in a small school over which Henry Weiland acted as principal, Harry Schreib was Superintendent of Charities and how Elliot Dewey was the greatest electrician of the age and had patented numerous wonder- ful inventions. The next day when Captain Richard offered to take me through the ship, I assented gladly. When we reached the engine room he pointed out two of the stokers. “Recognize them?” said he. “Why, no.” I replied. “Art Beale and Ty' Barker. Fact! Came to me in New York, and wanted a job. I put them down here shoveling coal because I knew they’d come to a bad end sometime, and when they do get their regular jobs, they might as well be in practise. Cy takes it all right but Art complains that 1 am ruining his complexion.” ()ur voyage was completed safely, and bidding my freinds farewell, I landed in England. Among the custom officers was Harold Ailing and by giving him a cigar, I passed without inspection. As I walked along, I noticed ahead of me a crowd around a man on a barrel. He was gesticulating wildly and shouting. Imagine my surprise to see that it was Alexander Davis, displaying his well known oratorical ability by extolling to the skies, the merits of “Davis’ Wart and Mole Remover.”—“This is the only original. Satisfaction guaranteed. Only two shillings! Removes warts, moles, corns, bunions, blemishes of every kind over night. Don’t crowd there, ladies. Get ’em while they last”—and evidently they were getting them, for a man, whom I recog- nized as Edward Strauchen was having hard work to hand them out and collect his fee. Just then some one touched me on the arm and, looking round 1 saw a quiet looking gentleman, with glasses on the end of his nose, which was very red, from exposure, he said. “Don’t you know me?” he asked. ¥ “No,” I replied, and he handed me a card on which I read, “Prof. George Ludolph, Head of German Department, Oxford University.” George, in spite of his subdued appearance, for he told me confidentially that he was a very hen- pecked man, was a fine old sport and he showed me around the town in great style. That afternoon we called on the American Consul, Mr. Leo Sullivan, who seemed very glad to see us and with pardonable pride introduced us to his wife and two fine children. Evidently his consular duties were not very pressing for he joined the professor and me that night when we went to see Miss Margaret Howe, playing the leading role in a great American drama, written especially for her by Marguerite Reed and Julius Kaelber. Her manager, so the Professor told me, was Ward Whitney. She acted with as much ease and grace as ever and was now one of the leading actresses of the world.

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Senior Play THE COLONIAL MAID Presented in the Ea l High School Assembly Hall Friday Evening, June 4, 1909 Under the Direction THE Charles Fowncs Philamen Hennion Squire Hennion Squire Meredith . Lord Clowes. Lieutenant Mowbrey Colonel Rahl, .... Sergeant, . ... . Lieutenant Piel, Joseph Bagby, Lieutenant Bunthin. Private Buger, Trooper Roseomb, Trooper Hennion, Messenger, .... Sukey, . Tabitha Drinker, Mrs. Meredith, Janice Meredith, . of Miss Katherine Burns jZ? CAST LEO SULLIVAN DAVID DENSMORE . HAROLD BAKER WARD WHITNEY HERMAN NORTON OTHO CLARK JULIUS KAELBER LYNN REED RAYMOND YORKEY JOSEPH ERNST . EDWARD STRAUCHEN FRED MICHAELS EDWIN DAVIS KARL MENGERINK SAMUEL ZORNOW VERA COOK MARION RICHMOND MADELINE MADIGAN . MARGARET HOWE