Farmington High School - Laurel Yearbook (Farmington, ME)

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THE LAUREL 31 Friday: Our class gave the Freshman Reception. freminisces againj I surely can remember how embarrassed Phil Morse was when some of our more daring boys such as Sonny McLeary, Deane Beedy, Red Sawyer, and Sully Greenwood painted him up with lipstick and sent him dashing into the midst of the party yelling a breathless war whoop. In our sophomore year, Mrs. Miner was ill, and Owen Gilman substituted for her. Speaking of Mr. Gilman recalls the joke he sprung on Deane Beedy. One day in Latin while we were conjugating verbs, Deane asked Mr. Gilman if he had heard the verb slippo - slippere - falli - bumptus? Mr. -Gilman asked Deane if he had heard smarti - foolere - faili - flunctus? I thought that was pretty clever! Friday: School Fair-the sophomore booth gave evidence of our sewing accom- plishmentsf' Now I guess I could skip to the Western Maine Music Festival down at Lewiston which the orchestra attended, but no-the HI-LIFE came in before that. I ought to have the first one in my box somewhere. Here it is! I wonder who on the staff came from our class . . . only Marin Ma- son, but since then Erma Mosher, Isabelle Pinkham, Lillian Durrell, Phyllis Lowell, Gerald Littlefield, Richard Morton, East- man Sawyer, and Mary Arms have been members of the staff. To return to the music- of course many of our class are participants in the various musical activities 5 but I should particu- larly mention our Fritz Kreisler, Erma Mosher, and our Paderewski, Charles Chapman. There! that ends the sophomore year and next comes the junior year which is just chock full of gay times. Our first adventure in junior-land was the meeting of many new teachers as in our first freshmen days. First, Dinnie was bidden fond adieu ffiguratively, I meanj, and Mr. 'Gould was heartily wel- comed as our new principal, teacher of alge- bra, geometry Ca straight line is the short- est distance between two points, remem- ber?j. Also Mr. Applin was included in our list of new teachers. He was to teach chemistry, physics, and general science and to coach the boys' major sports. Mr. Gould is the coach for the girls' major sports. Miss Kane, Mrs. Hall by then, left us that year, and Mr. DeWever taught her subjects. For us juniors Miss Seeley was to take over Mrs. Bryant's work of he don't. During the year Mrs. Miner was ill, this time Miss Eunice Hawkins substituted for her. My diary doesn't have to remind me that as soon as school began running smoothly, Miss Seeley started us on the ever-dreaded junior Speaking. We certainly did get cold feet fyes, even in early falllj when that day came for us to say our piece. The Finals didn't come until February, it was then discovered that Mary Magoni and Gerald Littlefield were our greatest readers, while Phyllis Lowell and Richard Morton placed second. CRu1nmages through boxj Here's a program of our Christmas play, The Pampered Darling. It was swell, and after, we all tripped the 'light fan- tastic. ' CStill looking in box-pulls out clippingj Here are my newspaper clippings as a souvenir of last year's Bates Tourney. Those were certainly thrilling games. Sonny McLeary is our one and only basketball player, but he's surely johnny Cperhaps I should say 'Sonny!'j on the spot. Speaking of sports CI was, wasn't I?J last year girls' baseball was introduced into dear ole Farmington High. Jane Holmes is dubbed star athlete for the fairer sex of our class. What comes next? I'd better consult my diary. fturning pages of diaryj Thursday: Day off because of snow storm. It's piled awfully high. I heard

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30 THE LAUREL For my history I could tell them about the teachers. Mrs. Bryant who was our home room teacher and the one who would tell us not to say ain't 'cause ain't ain't right 3 Mrs. Miner who was to drill us in the conjugation of Latin verbsg Mr. DeWever who was going to enlarge our knowledge of Q-I-2 equals 5 and get us all mixed up with x's and y'sg Miss Kane who planned to give us plenty of Civics and Economic Geographyg Miss Howard who was going to see that we were taught all our dates fin history, I meanjg Miss McLeary who was to teach some of us the art of drawingg Miss Perkins who was to point at us with her baton if we did not pay good attention in Glee Club, orchestra, or chorus, and, last but not least, Mr. Dinsmore f Dinnie later onj who, al- though not a teacher of a freshmen subject, was to guide us through the labyrinth of learning and help us to become boys and girls of whom F. H. S. would be proud. Dinnie not only had to guide our minds but also our wandering footsteps. Our feet just wouldn't walk in the right direction. I guess Norman Hinkley took the cake g he was always in the wrong place! flooking at next datesj Nothing particular here. fturning a few pagesj Here's an essential fact. Friday: Elected class officers: Presi- dent--Hollis Howattg Vice President- Dorothy Howattg Secretary-Mary Ma- gonig Treasurer4Barbara Atwood. Now what comes next?--the Freshman Reception must have been our next mem- orable event. I wonder if I still have that green bow we girls had to wear fthe boys were all decked out in green tiesj? A Ciinds green bow and reminiscesj That certainly was a gala night. All of us freshmen were very ceremoniously taken through the receiving line and then very unceremoniously made to lower our dignity fif freshmen can have suchlj by playing such childish games as Drop the Hanky. However, the punch and cookies which fol- lowed were ample reward. flooking again in the boxj Here's a nifty red car. Where did it come from? I remember now! I got it from the grab bag which we freshies had at the annual school fair. Norman Hinkley was our jolly Santy with a pack of grabs slung over his shoulder. fpulling paper from boxj I wonder what this is? Oh, an old paper which says Mid-year Exams-'33, How well I can recall the first ordeal of mid- years! We greenhorns certainly were scared and the remarks of the upper class- men were not at all encouraging. Exams were soon over, but we all resembled quak- ing aspens when the marks came out for the first half year. fturns a few pages of diaryj This looks interestingg it's a joke Rich- ard Morton pulled one day in history class when we were speaking of the radical yellow journals . Richard: Miss Howard, were those ' yellow journals ' Red papers? And here's the end! Friday: Marched all day practicing for graduation tonight. I guess freshmen just can't keep in step, but soon we'll all be ' silly ' sophomores - hurray! Now what should come into my sopho- more year? I remember we had three ollicers. President-Robert Tyler Vice President- Carleton Robinson Treasurer-Erma Mosher In the sophomore year the students gained a new teacher, Miss Som- mer, who planned to teach them a better typing system than the hunt and pick method. The students who wished to be Frenchmen become acquainted with Mlle. 'Tarr this year. fturns back the pages in diaryj There's where we got back on the new K' freshies for all the humiliations we went through last year. new class commercial

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32 THE LAUREL down street that this was the first time in 'umpty-eleven' years that school had been closed on account of weather conditions. Quite a record! fturns pages of diaryj Friday: Went to the Franklin County One-Act Play Contest. Our entry 'Will O' the Wisp' won first place. The acting was superb! Our class should certainly be proud of their little grandmother, Mary Magoni, and their maid, Erma Mosher. The next outstanding event after the play contest was fair. No, not Franklin County Fair 5 but one fully as entertaining with beano and everything but a merry-go- round. We juniors were first-class bakers for the day. fPicks up star from boxj Star light, star bright, Souvenir from Prom night. Yes, the big event of a junior's social career--junior Prom! We were trans- ported to the palm trees and tropical fit certainly waslj nights of picturesque Ha- waii. What could be a more perfect setting? And that is finis for the junior year. Our next good times were not to come until we were elevated to the position of sophisticated seniors. Qturns back pages of diaryj Started the first of our last year. It seems rather sad to think that our happiest days fso they saylj are almost over. Let me see - did we have any new teach- ers? Yes, Miss Moore came to teach Mr. DeWever's subjects: Mrs. Webster came to teach our aspiring young artistsg and Miss Pinkham came to teach our girls with house-wify instincts the art of home- making. fThe Home-Economics course was a new one this year.j In looking through my diary, it seems that the plays given just before Christmas were our first sign post on Senior Lane. Friday: Saw three good plays at Drummond Hall tonight. Lots of the characters were portrayed by seniors- good for us! Oh, before putting about the Christmas play, I should have told about the new musical organization, the band. The band made its first appearance at the Farmington- Wilton Football Game which we lost by a very slim margin--shoot! 3 Qgoes through boxj Here's a program from the Bates De- bate. From the members of the debating team, it appears that our senior Daniel Webster is 'Carleton Robinson. How well I remember the week of the debate or any- way the week it was supposed to be ! It was just water, water everywhere. Yes, the debate was planned to be held during the week of our great Hood. Also during the same week our senior play, Change Part- ners, was scheduled. I thought all the parts were done wonderfully wellg but Chippy Chapman, Mr. Lee, made an especially grand father. Luckily, the play was called off 5 for if we had given it, we would have been in the same predicament Moses was when the lights went out-in the dark! During Hood-tide the Science Room seemed more like a swimming pool than anything else, it made us long for the warm summer days! The flood, however, was over to a certain degree in time for us play and the debate about a to have the week and a half after they were listed. My mind particularly doesn't seem to recollect any outstanding senior milestone between the play and the school fair. Let's see what my diary can bring forth. fturns pagesj Well, looks as if my diary were in the same fix as my mind. Here's where it tells about the fair. Friday: School fair-this year we had the candy booth-yum, yum! Grand play at night and dancing too. Now all we have left is the last week. Shall I write that as if it was to be in the future or what? I guess I'll make it as if graduation week were almost over. Last week Wednesday we had the first of our graduation exercises, Last Chapelg Saturday we had our class trip to Lakewood