Fulton School - Fulton Yearbook (Toledo, OH)

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575' I- l.ll..'l'Z 253 chew it. First, take a package of this wonderful gum, take off the silk wrap- pings and put it in your mouthg it chews itself. I will now demonstrate it. He did it with a grace and ease that showed long practice. Everyone in the crowd, ourselves included, bought a package. As we walked down St. Clair Street I noticed that the Valentine Building had been replaced by an artistically planned building. In big, electric letters across the front of the building was written, The Culler Art Studio - XVeleomef' That's Lee Cul1er's Studio. You remember Lee, don 't you? Beatrice asked. ttlndeed I do, I replied. Let's go in. As we came up to the door, it opened of its own accord, but when we were about to enter, we found ourselves sprawling on the sidewalk. We scrambled to our feet and looked at the door. It was closed and everything was still. The door opened again and a man came forward, making many apologies. 'tNVhy, it's Lee himself! exclaimed Beatrice. I hardly recognized you with your beard. Lee ushered us in and explained the accident. I'm very sorry that such a disagreeable thing happened. You see l had to buy two of these door contriv- ances because one is a Gordon, invented by Adelyn Gordon, and the other is a McCliesh, invented by our great inventor, Esmond McCliesh. They do not get along any better than their inventors used to. Every time Gordon opens the door, MctYliesh closes it and vice versa. I ean't get 1'id of them without offending the inventors. But come in, I want you to see my masterpiece and see if you can guess my model.', He took us into a large room, at the end of which there was hung the most wonderful painting I think I have ever seen. The picture was called The Para- dise Rose. In the center of the picture stood a beautiful girl dressed in yellow, her long, black, curly hair streaming down to her ankles. Oh, I do believe that is Kathryn Moules! exclaimed Beatrice. Yes, replied Lee. 'tShe poses for all my paintings. VW: admired the rest of Lee's paintings, and then, looking down at my shoe where my tiny foot-watch kept time, I discovered how late it was and we left. We turned our steps toward the New Secorf' Near Madison Avenue, we noticed a crowd gathered on the corner. I wanted to know what had happened. I said, t'C'ome, let 's go over and see. I do hope it isn't an animal that 's hurt, I added. VVhat's the matter'?', I asked a newsboy. Man's hurt, but they have sent up for the great Dr. Green and he'll be all right soon. Looking up at t.he near building, we saw the name Dr. Green in gold letters on a window, but this meant nothing to us. Here he comes now, 'I said the boy. We looked toward the entrance and saw a tall and stately man approaching, carrying a case on which was printed Dr. S. Green. 'tWhy, if it isn't Sidney Green, who everyone thought would become a violinist, cried Beatrice. Twenty

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I-l..n..-rm gg HI always thought, replied Beatrice, that he would become some kind of an orator. Do you remember the way he used to recite his lessons in school? The talk must have been very strong and interesting, for it was applauded greatlyg but, unfortunately, neither Beatrice nor I had a dictionary so we lost ,many of the important points. After this number came a motion picture starring Virginia Durbin. She was a new star and everyone watehed her, eagerly. Her face looks familiar, I said. Yes, replied Beatrice, she was Ethel tfolegroye. I haven 't heard from her since she entered the movies. I saw her husband, Harold Vtlaltz, about three weeks ago. He's a busi- ness man with headquarters in California. I was going to ask what business, but the play became very interesting at this point and I forgot about it. Next came a musical hit, Apple Blossoms, featuring Miss Margaret Danner at the piano, and Miss Esther Farber, voice soloist, while the great dancing 1naste1', Mr. Martin Raley and his partner, Miss Dorothy Riess, gave many fancy dances. Much grace and skill were expressed by these great artists whom we recognized at first sight. 'tMy!l' VVhat time will do, observed Beatrice. Yes, we never realized that our classmates could ever become such won- de1'ful people, I replied. Now came a new and unexpected thrill. The curtain rose slowly upon what seemed a field of ice and snow. The scene was very realistic and everyone gasped as a pair with skis fastened to their feet came into view. They climbed up to the top of the hill in the center of the stage, posed for a moment while the audience went wild with exeitea ment. A whist.le was blown and away they went swiftly down the icy hill and down into the audience. Up, up, up, they went through space into the highest gallery which was reserved for this purpose. The people craned their necks to get a better look at the skillful pair, who proved to be Virginia Camp and Bertram McBain. The last and most interesting event of the afternoon was a group of dances by Pavlowa II. She was very charming, and showed much skill in all her dances. Your wife, Maryetta, certainly showed talent,'5 I said, turning to Mr. Davis. I should be delighted to have both of you come to tea some after- noon before I return to Long Islandfl Thank you, very much,'7 answered Mr. Davis, I should be delighted to and I assure you my wife would too. We said good-bye and Beatrice and I started for a door. As we reached the street, we noticed a large crowd standing in front of the theatre. We drew near and to our surprise saw, in the center of the crowd, a tall and handsome young man of about twenty-five. His large blue eyes were shining with ex- citement. It was no other than Harold XValtz. Ladies and gentlemen, he said, I have in my hand the most wonderful gum ever made. It is called 'The Chewless GHIII., No energy is required to Nineteen I

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575 r'l.u..-r:N EE Yes, I replied, but do look there! A sign on the window next to Dr. Green 's had caught my eye. lt read: How I grew thin in two lessons. Oh, yes, said Beatrice, 'fthat's Mrs. B. McBain's office. You know her, she was formerly Eleanor VVynkoop. ' Indeed! I surely must go in and see her before I go home to Long Island. It was getting late, so we hurried on to the New Secor. We arrived about six-thirty and Beatrice explained that the Aerial Service would be in soon. There is going to be a moonlight ride over the lake tonight, she informed me. VVe heard a loud buzzing and looking up into the sky, we saw an immense aircraft swooping down toward the hotel. ' 'AOf course you know the roof is one of our numerous air stations, ob- served Beatrice. Do you think we would have time to go up before dinner? f'VVe'll make time, I said. After a ten-minute ride in the hiest or the new style elevator, we reached the seventy-ninth story and stepped onto the roof. Just alighting from the huge craft were a handsome lady and gentleman. VVhy! I exclaimed, if that isn't Miss Marker, but who is that gen- tleman ? Don't you know? That 's her husband, the present owner of this hotel, said Beatrice. They were married eight years ago. That handsome young pilot is Howard Miller. He holds the record for fast air flightf' After talking to Howard, and promising to go on the moonlight ride, we went down for dinner. As we were on our way down, we noticed the 'thiest boy, who wore a red flannel suit with long white trousers, seemed to be trying to draw our attention. ' Beatrice turned to me and whispered, K'That 's Phyllis Hallem, isn 't it?'l Why, yes, so it is, I said. VVe talked to her as we descended to the Hrst floor. Our dinner was rather hurried, as we were eager to start for the moonlight, which left at eight sharp. Soon we were on board and in a few minutes we glided over the lake. Let's dance, I said. ' All right, said Beatrice. L'Isn't the music inspiring? I said, as we approached the dance hall. It surely is, and how wonderful it is that Mr. Miller can balance this aero- plane so people can dance! But look, Beatrice added, isn't that Thelma Du Vall playing the piano RIILI Selma Paris singing? K t'Yes, I believe it is, I replied. After many enjoyable dances we decided to go out on the deck. What's wrong? Beatrice asked, looking toward a tall, curly-headed woman, who seemed very excited and who was exclaiming, Oh, what ever shall I do ii We recognized her as Marguerite Parquet with her seven children. -She said she was teaching the children about the stars and did not notice that one of the boys was missing. ' A young man with auburn hair, whom we recognized as Edward Mauk, came forward. I'll find him, I'1l find him, he grinned. Don't you know I'm a second Sherlock Holmes? Twenty-One