Enfield High School - Echo Yearbook (Enfield, CT)

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THE ENFIELD ECHO 17 “Then what to our wondering eyes does appear But the face of Goldy so cute and so dear!’' He is still developing his idea of “Woman’s Place in the World!” Are you ready for yours, Jeanette? Oh, you’ve gone back to your stage career—I see you’ve entered the sea of matrimony—but it proved an unsatisfactory marriage for I see that you have re- ceived your divorce at Reno, and after all your dream to become a Prima Donna has been fulfilled. Chestnut—A beauty parlor in New York. Lillian Fay is the hairdresser and feature transformer. She has invented some kind of application for removing freckles and is now worth millions. Anna—Helen, I can see you as the greatest welfare worker in the United States. Your speeches on “How to Study” are pub- lished in all the magazines and newspapers. Reilly—What a wonderful window display! What? “LEBE- SCHEVSKY’S HAIR RESTORER,” guaranteed to raise hair on a dumbell. Ethel, I advise you to fire that advertising manager or he’ll ruin your business. No man considers himself a dumbell. It looks here as if Thompsonville will have a broadcasting sta- tion for I see the antennae and now I see the name. Station P. D. Q. I see a young lady standing before the microphone and it is you, Anna. The sign says you are the announcer. Edna—Are you ready, Florence? This cup is easy to read. I see a prettily decorated hall, the orchestra is playing from the stage, you are in the balcony overlooking the ballroom. I think this is—but let us look at the outside. Yes, expansive grounds surrounded with brilliant green lights. Yes, it is Dixieland, but since you have taken it over, you have greatly enlarged its pop- ularity. Chestnut—Who is this? Well, if it isn’t our old friend, Thomp- son. No wonder the Yankees are winning all their games. Marty Thompson is hitting homers regularly and is leading the league by a wide margin. Anna—A foreign mission in China. So this is where you two have been hiding. Who would have believed that Francis Olschaf- ski could have interested you, Mary, in his missionary work back in high school days. Reilly—I see a Literary Digest. Turning the pages, I see the Literature and Art section. The subject of the first article, “Lor- etta Wallace.” Reading on, I see that the bust of Jack Dempsey will be an artistic triumph for you. It will be the first time a Roman nose has not roamed all over the face of a pugilist. How strange the congressmen are sitting in rapt attention in- stead of talking or sleeping. This session will be one of the seven wonders of—Ah, I have the reason—It’s not so strange after all. They were listening to you, Mary Ferraro, discoursing on your bill

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16 THE ENFIELD ECHO ring with Richard Dix in a new production named “Jazz and More Jazz.” Anna—Well, Gourlie, I can see you starring in the production; “Romeo and Juliet,” Maura Gorman taking the part of Juliet. Watch him, Esther, for they say he’s breaking hearts right and left. Here we are at Harvard University; Wendell Blood is physical director. The college has never before appreciated a course so well. We wonder if it’s his directing or his winning disposition. Edna—This seems to be a large theater. The curtain is ris- ing and the people are applauding as the leading lady steps on the stage. Of course, Kessy, who else but you? But here—no less is the applause given to Dick Livingston, surely it is he who is enter- taining the audience between acts with his marvelous clogging. And nowr w'hom do I see? A professor of foreign language— can it be—of course, Josephine Galimberti—you are teaching French and Spanish in one of our universities. Reilly—Will wonders ever cease? I see you, Thompson, in the Orient with a scientific research party. I see, Bill, that you have not yet given up your idea, that man has descended from the sum- mit of Mt. Everet. Well, patience is always rewarded. Maybe someone will get to the top some day and for your sake and their own I hope they get dowm again. Who said that the days of miracles are over? I see you, Warga, standing over an automobile which you have built your- self. The lifted hood discloses a plumbing system instead of a reg- ulation engine. It is a great idea and it seems to be perfected. All you have to do now is make the car go. Anna—Here is somebody speaking in the House of Representa- tives. Yes, it’s you, Fowler, and you have surely carried out your high school career. Your eloquence is so great that when you rise to speak your opponents leave the House in despair. Hurray for Ireland! Mary, you visited Ireland and were so attracted by its charming quality that you decided to remain there. While there you became secretary to the United States Ambassador to Ireland. Reilly—It looks like Pearl and Main Streets, Thompsonville, but I can’t see anything of you, Vera. Wait, the traffic woman has turned around and it is you. The buildings are fading away and your record is substituted. By this record, I see that you have ar- rested an average of 2 1 6 persons a day for your first thirty days as cop. Edna—Well, what a commotion! People are scattering in all directions as a powerful motor-car draw's to the curb. A sprightly form has descended from the tonneau and is quickly walking toward a platform, newly erected.

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18 THE ENFIELD ECHO for keeping Parisian styles out of the country and thus lengthen the lives of the men, who pay the bills. Edna—Who is coming next, Keery? Oh yes, you of course. You are an inventor. Now just wait—what is it you have invented? It’s coming clearer, an automobile—no—I have it—a method by which an automobile can run itself. Fine, Malcolm, now you can center your attention somewhere else than on the car. Reilly—I see the illuminated sign of Parisian theatre. I can make out—wait, I have it now. It says that the night’s attraction is Julia Volavka, America’s favorite, playing the leading role in “Strange Things Have Happened.” Chestnut—The scene changes. Here we are back in Thomp- son ville in front of the largest cosmetic factory in the United States owned by L. Slanetz. Mr. Slanetz includes in his line of goods, such articles as vanity cases, powder puffs, lip stick and rouge. Lawrence always did like vanity cases. Reilly—Why are the newspapers selling so fast? Why are the people standing in excited little groups? There is a neglected bulletin board on the corner. They must have bought papers to get particulars. I see your photograph there, Elizabeth, and Ernest Henry is pictured opposite. The bulletin says you will give an ex- hibition of the daring acrobatic stunts with which you have just startled Broadway. Edna—What is this sign I am just able to read. “How to Be- come Beautiful without the Use of Cosmetics.” The name under it? Oh, it all comes clear now, Stella Pawelcik. You are conduct- ing a correspondence course under this heading. Reilly—What a strange old world. I see you, John, assistant Florist in Thompsonville’s parks. I guess your life history would make an interesting reading. John Mielnikiewicz from Mischievous School Boy to Serious Florist. When you publish it, be sure you have one for me. Anna—Yes, Florence, you are quite successful along the line of hatching chickens. The farmers realize their value (the chickens) and so you find a ready market for them. Mae and Irene as far as I can see are traveling with the Bar- num and Baily circus, Mae as a tight-rope toe dancer, and Irene as a snake charmer. Chestnut—Stop! Look! Listen! Don Pease, Premier Jockey of the United States recently took a bad spill and was disabled for a month. But he staged a comeback and is leading “Hot Tamale Molly” to victory after victory. Edna—Who is next—Rockwell? So this is Warehouse Point. Oil yes, but the shoe shine parlor—one of a chain. The proprietor is none other than you, Herbert. Girls, girls! This is wonderful. A large building with fash-