Estee Junior High School - Yearbook (Gloversville, NY)

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! 38 Estrisn YEAR Book Here's to Estee By Gertrude Orton Estee, dear old Estee! We'll shout its praises wide: We'll make it known to everyone Around the country' side. We're noted for our courtesy To teachers and to others, We welcome all our visitors Especially dads and mothers. Commencement Day is coming soon lVhen we'll bid adieu to all Teachers, friends and Alma Mater, But we'll meet again next fall. Let us give a rousing cheer Q For Esteels colors gay, ' It's helped us through one great big , step Along education's way. Come now school mates, Let it ring! Show your spirit, , Let's all sing- Here's to Estee, R.AH!, RAH! RAH! Dear old Estee, ZIS! BOOM! BAH! i.-1l. , A Colt's Adventure Rufus Tofinchio As Dal looked down from the hill top he saw a herd of wild horses run- ning full speed ahead. Their hoofs dung the mud several feet into the air for it had rained early that morning. Dal noticed the leader. A gallant horse he judged. Its head hung high. As they passed below the hill Dal saw their fright-a mountain lion. Keeping up their fast pace the horses kept on. .A small colt, from where Dal could see was about three months old, lingered behind. Not knowing the real danger it trotted to one side. It then stopped at a water hole. The lion seeing this movement also ran to that side. If the colt smelt danger it did not show it. It drank peacefully. . Rurus Torincruo Danger Herman Miller, 9A304 The night was cold and stormy, Not a star was in the sky, The horse was a bucking broncho, Who liked to throw them high. E This horse's name was Danger, He rightly deserved his name: He was the best bucking broncho, Who ever acquired fame. Now Danger was a stallion, A prettier horse could never be found When he ever started buckin', His feet never touched the ground. Untrue To Type C1iARAo'1'i:ks : Warden: a rather elderly man with a stern face. Priest: a kindly-looking person, very solemn. Butch: a very tough-looking person, made up with scars on his face, a patch over one eye, and as if he has not shaved for a few days. Guard: Butch's so-called mother: a boy a woman, with a black face, in reality he is dressed up as veil over his Butch's friend, trying to rescue him. Time: The present. Place: Warden's office in Sing Sing. Scene: The Warden is sitting by his desk talking to the Priest, who is sit- ting a little ways away. Warden: I' tell you, Father, that when this Butch McGuire, alias a thousand other names, is put in the chair today, the world will be rid of a terrible enemy. - Priest lsympatheticallyiz Oh, I don't know, just think of how his mother will feel, if he still has one. Warden: Don't worryg he hasn't, he's probably murdered her too. Voices off stage, Guard: G'wan there, get along. I Butch lsuddenlyl: I'm going. Guard and Butch enter. Warden: Hello, Butch. Butch: H'lo. Warden: Well, in just a few hours you'll either be playing a harp or feel- ing very hot, probably the latter. Priest: Tsk, Tsk, Tsk, such talk. Butch: Too bad you Warden to didn't get away after killing those three people in- . Butch: Four. Warden: All right, four, Lguess they were your undoing. ' Warden Qaddressing Guardl: All right Guard, you may go now. Guard leaves. Priest: Aren't you sorry you com- mitted all those crimes, Mr. McGuireZ., Think of all the hearts you have broken. A Butch: Yeah, and necks, too. Warden: Well, Butch, I think you better go to the death-house now. Butch Chalf sobbing, trying to ap- pear sorrybz Aw, gee, Warden, I ain't thinkin' about myself now, I'm thinkin' about me dear mudderg Csniff, snifflg she's woiken away, tryin' to get me outa here. Ain't ya got no sympathy? Voices off stage: ' Guard: Right in there. Butch's so-called Mother, in a high voice: Oh, thank you. Mother: How do you do, Warden. Warden: How do you do. Mother: This is my last plea, I am begging you to have mercy on my dear boy. Warden: Just a. minute: what is your name? Mother: Mrs. J. McGuire. ' Warden: Age? Moiierz Forty-five years old. Warden: Thank you. Continued on Page 45 Measles Elizabeth Dollar Measles, measles, measles, everywhere, That's how they come, One by one. Old doc puts you to bed, And pulls the shades down And makes you take awful bitter stuff right down. And when you want to read They take the book away And you can't eat anything ya want ta anyway. One day I said to my ma, School is better than this. And the next day I found myself in school L1ke........,......this! ELIZABl'I'l'll DULLAR i The Song of Estee School Ranch This is station E-S-T-E-E. Doris Cole speaking. I am now going to take you to the Estee Bar Ranch. The first thing we see on our trail is Helene Chatterton on a bucking horse singing, Heading for the Last Round-Up . We then pass the stagecoach and who should we see driving the Estee stage- coach but Miss Amos who is singing, Coming 'round the Mountain . We pass on a little further and see Gwen- dolyn Atty standing in the Estee Bar Ranch door mixing a cake in a bowl while she's singing, Home on ' the Range . In the house Tony Castig- lionc sits Hxing his saddle. Elmer Mez- za, who is half owner of- the ranch, is singing, 99 Years , to Alice Eggleston. We then go in the kitchen and see Elaine singing, I Wouldn't Mind, Dy- ing . . . . It is now time to bring Whee ee ------ ee, bang, here we are. you back. ' This is station E-S-T-E-E now sign- ing off with a thought. for the years Praise Estee and the Estee Bar Ranch . .-.- ..ii, A Vacation Wish Earl Bullard . I wish you were here, Where' the water is clear, And the wind creaks the mountain pines. Where the fish can't wait For my wiggling bait ' Till I drop my Hshing line: - Where the deer take flight In the brush at my right As I travel a peaceful lane, No digestive remorse, Though I eat like a horse. It takes these vacations I Among nature's creations To inspire me to write such a poem. So I wish your were here ' With the fish and the deer, Instead of back there in the city.

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JUNE, 1935 I 37 The Adventure of Billy and Milly Mildred Argersinger is 'afraid she is falling in love with Billy Blanchard so she is making plans' to go away im- mediately. Mildred has distinctly de- cided that she will not marry below her standard. Her grandmother, be- fore her, had always lived on Kingsboro Avenue in the residential section of Gloversville and she would not marry anyone living on West Street and who didn't have good taste in books. So Mildred went to the lawn where her bicycle lay intending to take a nice ride because she was tired from pack- ing, preparing to visit her aunt in New York. She was riding around Melcher Park when she saw Billy's bicycle ly- ing against the curb near the park. She thought something must be wrong be- cause Billy was very particular not to leave his bicycle lying by the side of the curb in this manner. She ,left her bike and walked over to where the pond is located in the park. As she looked she saw her lover in the pond. Mildred walked over to him and discovered him stuck in the rnud but he did not answer her when shb called him. She was very frightened because his eyes were closed. She struggled to pull him out of the mud. Oh! if only some one would come, but there was no such luck. She tugged and tugged on him until finally he was out of the pond, then she threw water on his face until he finally came to. Mildred said, What happened to you? I was chasing a butterfly and I felt' in the pond. I think my ankle broken, said Billy. 5' Well, I'll ride you home on my bike, replied Mildred. i I-Ie succeeded in getting on the handle bars of her bike after much struggling, and she rode him to her house because it was nearer than his. They finally got in the house and Mil- dred went to the telephone to call the doctor, but to the distress of the lover So they both ran and looked out of Sally's window but the ghost was gone. Sally and Doris looked all around but they saw no ghost. Are you sure you weren't dream- ing? asked Doris. No, answered Sally, I wasn't dreaming? ' . Have you any enemies? asked Doris. Yes, but I don't think they would do it, answered Sally. Who are they? asked Doris. Rita LaRowe and Antoinette Han- shaw, said Sally. Well, said Doris, you never can tell. Shall we look tomorrow night? asked Sally. Yes, we will, answered Doris. They looked that night, but no ghost showed up so they went to bed. The day after that, Doris had an idea. Tonight we will go around by the barn and see if we see anything, said Doris. Alright, said Sally, we'll do that. It was nearly midnight when the two girls sneaked out of the house. They went by the barn and waited for half an hour but the ghost didn't come. Finally they heard footsteps, then whispers. Sallyrand Doris went in the barn and hid behind an hay stack so they could hear the voices better. You go tonight, said the first voice, 'cause I went the other night. I'll go, said the second voice. Sally and Doris peaked from behind the hay stack and saw two girls. They could not see their faces because it was dark, They saw one girl putting on a sheet and another. one helping her. Then they went around by the house with Sally and Doris following them. When they got by Sally's room they threw a rock and hit the window. The girls saw that Sadly didnt poke out her' head so they started to goj You run and grab one and I'll grab the other, said Doris. Then they both ran and caught them. They tried to get away but Sally and Doris held on tight. Whenthey took it .was Wednesday afternoon, the 'tfjggsheet 05 of one that was Rita La tor's afternoon off. Finally, Dr. Schepis was located at home and said he would come to her house. Dr. Schepis arrived, dressed Bi1ly's leg and took him home. Im- mediately Mildred unpacked her lug- gage and postponed her visit to New York. Mrumrcn FONDA, The Figure ln White One dark, gloomy night Sally, who was in the country for her summer va- cation, sat looking out the window. She didn't feel like sleeping because it was very warm out. Just then she heard the dog in the back yard howling and under her window stood a figure in white. She stood there terrified, not knowing what to do. She ran to the next room, which was her sister's, and knocked on the door. Come in! said her sister. Oh Doris, said Sally, come quick, I just saw a ghost under my window. Rowe. The other was Antoinette Han- shaw. What's the meaning of this? 'asked Doris. Oh none of your business, snap- ped back Rita. You'd better tell us, said Doris, or we'll tell your mothers on you. Don't tell, said Antoinette, we'll tell you. Alright, tell us, said Doris. Well, began Antoinette, we didn't like you and Sally because you have so many friends. We had a lot of friends until you came and stayed with your grandmother, but now we haven't any. We tried to scare you away by making you think this place was haunted. We didn't succeed though. Why can't you be our friends too, said Sally, we'd like to have you for our friends. Sure, said Doris, just forget about tonight. Rita and Antoinette thought for a IIl01Tl6l'1ll. Well, said Rita, if you want us for your friends we will. Alright, said Doris, then we're friends. FANNIE TnAMoN'rANo, 9A110 Unexpected Tu rn Virginia. Ketchum It was a lovely summer day, one of those days in which all nature seems glad and should be glad, but a young man walked slowly down the street seeming very sad and gloomy. He was handsome and well dressed and prob- ably claimed one of the rich- bankers as his father. Upon nearing the cor- ner of the street he hailed a-taxi, and hurriedly gave the address. - Drive as fast as you can, he dl- rected. Yes, sir, was the crisp reply. As this young man now speeds to his destination, I will tell you more about him. He was known as John Richards, the only descendant of Ray- mond Richards, a wealthy banker who had died a very few years before. At this occurance his grief was great but not so great as it now was at the notice of his mother's death. -This lady had been ill for many weeks, now, per- haps months, but up until this time her recovery was unexpected. John, her son, had been the first to hear of her death and was now hurrying to the private hospital in which she had been placed. - As the taxi dodged in and out of the traffic, John Richards reflected back over the events of the day. He had been severely shocked by the telephone call which notified him of his beloved mother's death and now sat limply in his seat. I wonder why they didn't call me before, he mused, half sadly and half angrily. They might have known I should want to see my own mother in her last moments. His question was answered some fifteen minutes later when he hotly in- quired of the attending physician and his reasons for refraining from calling him. She died very suddenly, was the reply. Heart trouble along with the other. She did not suffer, then? inquired the anxious and mournful young man. Very little, if at all, came the calm, steady answer. After making arrangements for the funeral services he hurried wearily home where he spent some time direct- ing the servants and planning further for the coming funeral. Many were the weary tasks to be performed, but he managed to perform them all. Very glad was he when the ordeal was over. A week after Mrs. Richards had been laid to rest, her will was read and it was found her son inherited all her wealth. Jack had never been intrusted with so much money before and so spent it very unwisely going to night clubs, saloons and other undesirable places. During one of these ram- pages, as his older friends expressed them, he came in contact with one of the underworld leaders of the day. Continued on Page 45

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' 5 l .f UNE, 1935 39 1 Hall Duty-Old Building Traffic Officers- New Building Traffic Officers- Old Building Hall Duty-New Building E GRADUATIING CLASS Continued from Page 36 Beatrice Peters ' Home Room Librarian, Estee Choir. Doris Rogers Traffic Officer. J oscph Rlzzialo Marble Contest, Treasurer, Scout, Room Manager, Social Studies Chair- man, Library, Hall Duty. ' H Leonard Scott Track. Evelyn Sanborn Orchestra, Scout, Honor Student, Basketball, Tennis, Soccer, Baseball, Red Cross, Volleyball, Treasurer. Beverl Swann Y Glee Club, Track, Assembly, Sing- ing Club, Hall Duty, Secretary, Pen- manship Button, Traffic Officer. Antoinette Torino Honor Roll, Penmanship Button, Safety Council, Traffic Officer. Wellington Van de Walker ' Assembly, Room Secretary. Doris Van Dyke Librarian, Honor Roll, Hall Duty, Penmanship Button, Choir, 'Traffic Officer. Harold lVhite D Robert J. Williams Assembly, Library Club, Band, Lets ter, Reporter, Estee Echo. , ,.