Fairhaven High School - Huttlestonian Yearbook (Fairhaven, MA)

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THE HUTTLESTONIAN The Prophecy of the Class of 1929 L AST evening while glancing at the front page of a local newspaper, the following headlines attracted my eyes: “Doris Diggle, Follies Star, in Automobile Accident.” Wondering if this could be the same Doris with whom I used to go to school, I started for the trial next morning, bright and early. As I was turning a cornepl bumped into a young lady and knocked her down. Picking her up I saw that he was Marion Shurtleff. I almost dropped her again in my surprise. After a little conversation, from which I found out she was book reviewer for “The Ladies Home Journal,” I bade her good-bye. Walking down the street in a very thoughtful mood I suddenly heard my name called. I looked up and whom should I see but “Fil” Silveria, a famous surgeon in the I Mendem Hospital. He was in a hurry to reach a patient so I very regretfully said a farewell to him also. “Look out there, young man,” I screamed as some gentlemen in a naval officer’s uniform almost walked into an automobile. Well, I’ll be—; sure enough it was “Buddy” Wood, Captain of the Lawson- Brown Steamship Company. He was also headed for the court and so we walked to the trial together. On the way he told me about some other classmates of that mem¬ orable class of ’29. “Al” Aston, he said, was the jazz leader of the day. His records and vitaphone productions were heard everywhere. His latest song hit was “In My Mattapoisett Home.” “Bill” Andrew was an optician. His motto, “The Shorter the Dress the Stronger the Lens,” was a great favorite and one might hear it anywhere. Isabel Braley, besides being a dancing instructor was the manager of the Overland and Whippet Sales Company. “She ' s doing a great business too,” he said. Jean Carpenter, Captain Wood went on to say, was the editor of a newspaper called the “Mattapoisett Sea Sickness.” One glance at it while on the water and you were sick for a month! 25

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THE HUTTLESTONIAN Officers of tlie Class of 1929 Raymond M. Mitchell President David Entin Secretary H. Edward Wood Vice-President 24 John Freitas Trea surer

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THE HUTTL ESTONIAN Alice Chace Pierce was the business manager of this paper. Since her arrival on the staff, the circulation of the paper increased from twenty- one to twenty-six. Alice must be due for a raise, I thought. As “Buddy” and I were mounting the stairs of the court we saw a short, skinny young fellow running up the steps three at a time. He was attired in an aviator’s costume. I recognized his face at first glance; it was “Peanut” Rowland, the ace of the Mattapoisett Flying Corps. On both sides of the doors were the court officers. The one on the left was Aurele Parkin. Aurele was manager of the P H Q Stores. The other officer was “Ken” Marchant. He, as you know, runs an alibi office for married men. Business was not very good, he told me, because husbands always told their wives the truth. Seated at one desk was the defendent in the case. She was Doris whom we have mentioned above. “Ray” Mitchell her attorney was talking to her. He was, perhaps, the coolest looking person in the court-room. Later on I found out that there was an electric fan right above him. “Ray” is being sug¬ gested for Attorney-General. At the other table was the plaintiff “Walt” Cherry. I can never forget that baby face of his. Do you remember it in the Senior play? “Walt” teaches a dumb-bell class in the Y. M. C. A. He ought to make a good teacher in that subject because he knows much about dumb-bells. The plaintiff’s attorney was Jane Stetson. Jane( it seems, had been winning all of her cases (law cases) and was making a great name for herself. Jane surely knows her law! “Those two people entering the door behind us look familiar,” murmured “Buddy” to me. They certainly did too. A hush fell over the crowd, and someone whispered, “Here comes Bennett and Dutton.” After much inquiry I found out that “Kenny” and “Dutt” were the Einsteins of the year. Can you imagine that? Seated all around me were many of my old classmates of Fairhaven High School. I didn’t recognize them but my companion pointed them out to me. The former Ruth Bedford was sitting two rows away from us. Her daughter Melisande was with her. Ruth had married an athlete who is now coach at Cornell. 26