Fairhaven High School - Huttlestonian Yearbook (Fairhaven, MA)

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THE H U T T L E S T O N I A N “AS YOU LIKE IT” ACT III Back to the school we have now learned to love A tanned bunch of Juniors come back in a drove. Don Tobin a new recruit to our team Won first place at ’lection—by all our esteem. A1 Whitworth comes along to sit on the shelf As for secretary—none other than Corl Burlingame himself. Then to take money is John Kszystyniak When he comes to collect, we all say, “Go back”. Indeed, we’re on varsities, councils, committees We e’en run a dance for next year’s expenses. Hither on top, or very close to it Our track team comes home with great credits due it. Of course, football we know is always so good So naturally put down that little town of New Bedford. Not much to do in the business line We turn to our studies which take most of our time (?) As for baseball—Oh, we are the champs, After that to beaches, mountains, and camps. “ALL’S WELL THAT ENDS WELL” ACT IV Behold! we’re proud Seniors now returning to studies, Greet old friends and new friends—e’en Freshmen as buddies, Back from vacation — the last at this school — We come back as Seniors, all classes to rule. Henry Moss captains the eleven as well as the class And Charlie Gunning runs up second in final pass. A1 Whitworth records while Bill Gallagher’s collector. In football we thought, we’d come out on the top— But New Bedford claimed that ’cause the league we had dropped. That old F. H. S. spirit decreased not a bit For a rousing big banquet proved a wonderful hit. All officers were Seniors on the Council of Students As well as Traffic Squad Captains, and a few Lieutenants. Then dances by seniors, with three up to date Have added to fun and fund and come thru just great. 22

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THE HUTTLESTONIAN History of the Class of 1930 “COMEDY OF ERRORS ACT I The worst class on record, in fall ’26 Rose early, in fact, as early as six. So determined to see all, hear all, and know all, Set about to explore those much talked of halls, G .B. Staples however, soon assumed control. First of importance, was at the polls. We find at the top our good friend Henry Moss, Alice Barber, Dot Hinckley, and Burlingame, (Corliss) To guide us thru adventurous ’26 - ' 27. Coach Del Borah prepared for Linn Wells Many of the boys who later cast spells On all the big cities to win our championships. As Freshmen so lowly, we had nothing to do But look ahead for next year with, we hope, more to do. “MUCH ADO ABOUT NOTHING” ACT II And so back to the halls which have now grown so friendly As sophomores initiate Freshmen, perhaps none too tenderly. Henry again leads by majority vote Next is Dot Tuell who, if needed, helps out. Johnny Green and George Stetson fill remaining two posts Then both jump ahead to graduate roles. Small chance at football with those wonders before Few ’30 boys on varsity but helped out that old Football lore. A championship track team to New Hampshire did go Including some sophs who could run, jump, or throw. Basket and baseball, each had its turn With Sophomores, of course, there to help as they yearned. Looking forward to next year which is next to the summit Bid farewell to the school and classmates who love it. 21

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THE H U T T L E S T O N I A N A crack track team to Bowdoin, a trip it did take But, of course, you all heard the record A1 Whit happily did make. The annual play with an all-Senior cast Upheld old tradition, as long in the past With excellent coaching, and fine co-operating We came thru a success, in our great undertaking. All those taking part in play, or back-stage Forgetting as ' dignified Seniors” their age Made whoopee in general at Tabitha Inn. Class meetings are numerous this short busy year, We all make the best to cherish so dear. After heated discussions, as oft is the case, We choose N. B. H. as our banqueting place. “Tis grievous parting with good company.” Here’s to the school at Fairhaven The home of the truth and the light Where good spirit prevails In every detail Starting us all to the right. “I have been forcing my brain to the composition of a few verses in behalf of your entertainment and I never knew them flow so dully from me before.” Frances Tuell, ’30. 23