Enfield High School - Echo Yearbook (Enfield, CT)

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14 THE ENFIELD ECHO A sport he is, beyond a doubt, This bright, ambitious lad; But when it comes to color schemes. Oh, Ted! you’ve got it bad. Mary Hogan, you’re so quiet, So prim, so very mild; But we all wager there are times When you can get quite ril’d. Cardone’s quiet, altho’ in sports He is a “cracker-jack”; But, oh dear me, he works so hard To keep his fine hair back. She isn’t thin, she isn’t stout, She’s surely not “petite”; And yet we all with this agree— I dell is very sweet. A quiet Miss we have with us, As quiet as can be; It will not take you long to guess That Marjorie Smith is she. Lorinda, Lorinda, what is there Beyond those eyes so deep ? We wonder all—what can it be, The mystery that they keep. Anna Wallace is such a good girl, Of faults she has so few; She’s always with Ina and Ina’s with her, No matter what they do. As happy and carefree as a bird. She sings, she plays and scatters her smiles; The one who'd keep up with Catherine Ford Would have to travel many miles. Josephine is very bright. In dress, as well as mind; And tho’ you search thro’ all the class, No happier girl you’ll find. Our Florence Gourlie we well know, Is the brightest in all classes; But since her honors came to her. She’s had to take to glasses. Now Marion Hines is a clever girl, As quiet as can be, Except when she gets laughing, Which is most of the time, you see. When Enfield goes to track meets, Of points she’s sure of one, Because in every high jump She always counts on Dunne. Now Mary Holbrook’s meek and mild. She’s seldom heard, they say; But when she comes to English class, O’er all she has the sway. ’Tis whispered that in Somersville There lives a maiden fair. And at nine or ten, or twelve o’clock, Our Chouinard conies from there. Leona seems so very quiet, We may think she has no pep; But when she starts to move around, We hear her every step. Our Helen Smyth’s a busy lass, She works from dawn ’till dark; But when it comes to selling tickets, Helen is a lark ! In our class we have this year A very merry maid; Mae Dunne can’t make her feet behave When a jazzy tune is played. He’s tall, he’s dark, lie’s very calm. Not easily roused you’ll find, Except when she comes up the aisle And sits in the seat behind. Since I’ve told secrets out of school, I dare not say his name; But lie’s manager of the baseball team, So you’ll guess it just the same. Grace is spry and full of fun, For everything she’s game. But she’s noted most of all For changes in her name. We used to call her Gracie, Tho’ Sap we often say; But since that slip in Shorthand, She’s “Spuds” now every day. I need not name our poetess— You all know who I mean— These jingles show her wondrous skill, As you have surely seen. (M. Kessner) To the great and glorious future This class doth proudly give A great and second Milton, To make its memory live.

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THE ENFIELD ECHO 13 Now Mary Griffin does like ball, As all of us well know; And when we go to Stafford Springs, Why does she love to go? Javorski, you’ve been puzzling us, You seemed so very shy; But now I’m sure it’s not that way, I see it in your eye. I’ve set myself a task so bard, By verse it can’t be done; For Mable does so many things, They can’t be put i:i one. But Kessy dear, oh, listen here! Your secret I’ll betray: They’re deep blue eyes and dark, dark hair; Now don’t turn pink, 1 pray. Oh, Lucile, you gentle maid, With voice so low and sweet; Let’s hope you’ll always be the same, Tho’ troubles you may meet. Furey’s our class president, A lad of wondrous fame; He tries to act quite dignified. But lie’s class pet just the same. We admire his taste in neckties, Of his hair comb we arc proud ; But at Willard’s pranks and mischief, We just must smile out loud. Now Thelma Noble’s next in line, A prim and fair-haired lass; She studies hard from morn ’till night And shines in every class. Oh, Lucy Til den, now see here, What’s this I’ve heard of you? They say your head’s so very hard You cracked the wall in two. Why here is Leo Mitchell! An athlete I'll be bound; But when it comes to dancing, “Professor” lias the ground. Ida, won’t you tell us, please. The secret of your cheer? For tho’ all outside be gloomy, Your smile is ever near. Now Howard seems so very shy, But do not judge by looks; F'or Howard Nash’s chief delight Is not in studying books. For if he can, he’ll get a seat Away in the very back; Oh, pity the girl who sits in front. For her I sigh, alack! Our Florence Sloane is dignified, She’s pleasant all the time; But draw her into argument And you’ll see Florence shine. Now here’s a riddle you can solve, To do so we all yearn: Whose heart sent out the little spark That lighted “Mil” Blackburn? Benjamin Pinney, you bashful boy, With a voice so very weak; You can’t get away with such a bluff, We know you’re not so meek. When Ina Simpson goes away To study in the Fall, Will she prepare to act as nurse F'or bumps in basketball? Sitting with that far-off gaze, We see her ever dreaming: What is there that in Scitico Sets Helen’s eyes a-gleaming? “Baby” Vera Woodward’s next; Altho’ her growth is slow, Her done-up hair in basketball Has helped her catch a beau. Now Eleanor’s so very small, I almost let her pass; But surely we must all agree She’s the angel of our class. Why Edith, we’ve been hearing things, And seeing them besides; For tired eyes and a peaked chin Are things we can’t let slide. Our Constance dear, with face so fair; She lives in Hazardville. Tho’ many a bridge she’ll have to cross, Will she succeed? She will. Tho’ well upon the lighted stace Miss Melladew has played We can’t believe such pretty curls E’er graced a real old maid. Every one has laughed at us. At our financial fare; But where’s the class that has the gold We find in Teddy’s hair?

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THE ENFIELD ECHO 15 CLASS STATISTICS By Alice Mary O’Neil CARDICE HELEN ABRAHAMSON (Chub) “Her voice is hovering o'er my soul—it lingers, O’ershadowing it with soft and thrilling wings.” Most musical August 14, 1902 Teacher Basketball. Glee Club, “Pinafore” 1920, Class Prophecy. JENNIE ELIZABETH ANDERSON (Jackie) “Simplicity, of all things, is the hardest to be copied.” Class Poetess August 31, 1903 Teacher Glee Club, Orchestra, Honor Student, Class Jingle, Vice-Pres. of Class HERMAN BRADFORD BILLINGS (Bill) “Fair-haired, azure-eyed, with delicate Saxon complexion.” March 2, 1902 Student at Electrical School Semi-chorus T6-’17. MILDRED MAE BLACKBURN (Milly) “There’s little of the melancholy element in her.” February 13, 1902 Nurse Dramatics, T9. LEONA VENCENTIA BOUCHER (Shrimpy) “A modest little creature, bent on doing good.” March 4, 1901 Stenographer CONSTANCE ELIZABETH BRIDGE (Con) “Always the same, quick, light-hearted and calm.” Most dignified August 24, 1902 Student at Conn. College for Women Bowling. Glee Club. Senior Dance Committees, “Pinafore,” Class Executive Committee, Sec. and Treas. Honor Society. ISABEL PEASE BUGBEE (lb) “Reading maketh a full man, conference a ready man, and writing an exact man.” Class Shark January 27. 1904 Student at Radcliffe Bowling. Hiking 1920. Honor Society. Salutatoriam NAZRENO LIBERATORE CARDONE (Nazzy) “A quiet, unassuming chap, but he’s all right.” November 29, 1899 Basketball, Track T7, Commencement Decorating Committee. T9.