Enfield High School - Echo Yearbook (Enfield, CT)

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THE ENFIELD ECHO 19 Now Hazel Hunt doth seem to know A bit more than we others do. But do you “ ’spose” she really knows Quite as much as she pretends to? With her merry look and laughing eyes And a wit that always “lands” her Though seldom she is seen at school We can’t forget “Jo” Lanza. Felice Locario’s a villain 1 really do declare— Whenever any mischief’s on You’ll surely find him there. Always calm and serene Say what you will of her; We all enjoy the quiet smile Of cheerful “V” Terwilliger. And now I think I’ve done my share Of quizzing my classmates. So I will quietly withdraw And hear what Margaret states. Now that was our Pearl Jandreau, A poetess, I declare, And from her jingles you can see, Writers like her are rare. Pare is an athlete strong He plays in every game; And even when the battle’s long, He “holds on” just the same. Gladys Kellogg is so quiet, Her voice so low and weak, In Warehouse Point in her “Velie,” though I’ve heard she’s not so meek. A girl who never worries Not even over bells. And one who never hurries Is our classmate, Katherine Wells. Eleanor Kibbe’s life’s simple deeds— She’s a child of nature fair. For her the pleasure of the meads, The scent of summer air. Katherine McCray, all day long You never say a word Is it that you really think “Children should be seen and not heard. Eleanor Niemiec pray look here, Just one thing we would know. When always we’ve a ball game, Why you do love to go. Charles Merrill, though so quiet Is our athletic fan. Just one more thing I ought to tell— “Teddy’s” called the ladies’ man. Edward Libby, shy and bashful With sonhomore friends is bored, ’Tis said that when he leaves this school He’ll have to buy a Ford. Katherine Shaughnessy, just see here, Why come to school so late? On Wednesday night and Sunday “He” never has to wait. In baseball, football, wrestling Dick Spellman “sure does shine.” And when he goes to Brown next year. He’ll stand the first in line. Graydon Keery, you’re far too quiet, After being with us so long It seems to me you should not be, But then perhaps I’m wrong. Now behold this lucky class, ’Tis free from many cares For George Rich, our business man, Has charge of its affairs. Ambition came, she saw the height Aflame with sudden glory. And Florence toiled through day and night— Her fiddle wrought a story. Well here is Allyn Prior A boy so very small. Lately we’ve been wondering. If he’ll ever grow at all. A certain girl in this high school Has fellows by the score. She used to have but one a week But “Winnie” now has four. This next one is quite bashful The girls he hates to meet. But when it comes to pole-vaulting Javorski can’t be beat. Our Florence Rowan’s very bright. Yes, and quite jolly too. And though you search through all the school Girls like her, you’ll find but few. This charming dark-haired lass Used always to be mild. But when she comes to history class Mischievous Margaret just goes wild.

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i8 THE ENFIELD ECHO Edith Allen talks so much She nearly drives you frantic. Perhaps though the style is such Out where she lives in Scantic. Now here’s to Lucille Becker, A jolly girl you see. She’s going to be an actress To amuse both you and me. Into the history class he comes, And we all wonder whether Bromage follows the policy Of “better late than never.” Margaret Hogan’s not so tall Neither is she very small, But she certainly is full of life For she’s “on the go” both day and night. Scientific subjects Are Stephen’s chief delight. No wonder with his radio He sits up half the night. As leading lady Lois Bridge Has gathered wreaths of fame. Yet she’s not the least bit haughty, She’s “our Lois” just the same. Mary Browne looks quiet As she passes through the hall. But if you think she’s quiet You don’t know her at all. Mildred Brown, I’ve been a-thinking Wouldn’t it be a lot of fun If when you “were up” reciting We could hear you ’cross Room One! We have a lawyer in our class, His name is Warren Bent. Of good advice he has a mass And it is gladly lent. Sarah keeps you guessing For she is very wise. There’s very little doing Escaping Sarah’s eyes. She’s always talking nonsense, She’s always full of fun; That’s the reason “Flossie” Is liked by everyone. Joe Cardone’s bashful, As bashful as can be. But even so he teases The girls in Chemistry. Peter Crombie, we’re all wondering Why it is you talk so much. Don’t you know your brand of Eng- lish “Absetively” beats the Dutch? Whenever there’s discussion Helen Daly can be heard. She’ll argue the whole day long And not give in a word. And then comes sister Mary Who’s as quiet as a lamb. She never makes a bit of noise, But just the same, she can. I wonder why “Gen” giggles so From morning until night. Is she so full of jollity It makes her always bright? Come in at any time of day, Come into any class you will; You’ll surely hear the teacher say, “Miss Fleming, please keep still.” In the morning she doth play The piano in Room One. I will not longer now delay To say it’s Mary Ferguson. Next in our famous class Comes Hannah French so bright. No matter what the teacher asks Her answer’s always right. Margaret Gordon, so they say, Morning, noon or night— Whene’er she’s on a street-car “Vamps” everyone in sight. At basket-ball and foot-ball Sam Gendron is a star; To get another like him You’ll have to go quite far. Now Mary Hogan, So I hear, Is very shy indeed. So of her cousin’s company She seems to stand in need. If in doubt upon a question Whether English, French or “Chem.’ Just call on Harriet Hamilton— You’ll have it all straight then. “Al” Hanson leads our yells, At cheering he’s just fine. And when the team needs help You find him right in line. When Alma leads the freshmen Each morning in assembly, They make a dreadful pile of noise Although their tones are “trembly.’

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20 THE ENFIELD ECHO • But now behold this next boy, He is so “awfully smart.” I’m sure the school will miss him When from it Ralph doth part. Alton Nash studies so hard, It really is a pity. Don’t you think if he took a rest He would be just as witty? Then here’s to Dot whose loving heart Sheds light and joy about her. Thanks be to her for countless gems, We’d ne’er have known without her. “Gert” stands on the porch at evening As the sun goes silently down, And the glowworm bright in the star- ry night Sees Eddie coming to town. Next in line comes our Ruth Sinton A girl whom well you know. In school she’s rather bashful, Still Ruth is far from slow. Eleanor Gowdy’s so sedate She seldom says a word. Yet in a place called Wallop ’Tis said she’s always heard. Now who is next but Mary Nash, A noisy bobbed-haired dame, Who though she tries to act grown-up Is youthful just the same. We were not made to fret and sigh, Nor when grief sleeps to wake it. Bright happiness is standing by— Katherine, why not take it? Now who is next but Climene A conscientious student. Who always is most faithful We deem her very prudent. Now our jingles are completed, Each one has heard his verse. In case they’re not as they should be Say nothing; they could be worse. Class Statistics By Kathryn Shaughnessy and Edward Libby Frank Adelbert Spellman (Dick) April 20, 1905 Somers, Conn. “His only motto, ‘Obedience at Command’.” Class President; Football (3), (4) ; Track (4) ; Pres, of Boys’ Athletic Assoc. (3), (4); Chairman Junior Prom Committee (3) ; Chairman Senior Prom Commit- tee (4) ; X, Y, Z, Committee (3) ; School Dance Com- mittee, Chairman (4) ; Sec. Treas. of Debating So- ciety (2) ; Best All Around Boy; Most Popular Boy. V V V Genevieve Delaney (Gen) February 28, 1900 14 Washington Ave. Thompsonville, Conn. “To those who know thee not, no words can paint! And those who know thee, know all words are faint.” Class Vice-President; Glee Club; Junior Prom Committee (3) ; Senior Prom Committee (4) ; Farewell Dance Committee (4); Secretary of Junior Debating Society; Class Color Committee (4) ; Most Popular Girl. 4