Glens Falls High School - Red and Black Yearbook (Glens Falls, NY)

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CLASS PROPHECY Place: New York Harbor Time: Summer, 1945 CLARA-JANE Woon, MURIEL KELLY, WILLARD DEAN, FRANCIS AURINGER Splash! Overboard goes Carroll Swan, once a high school lad of unusual intellect-and vocabulary, yet seen but a moment ago scrubbing the deck until he slipped 011 that cake of soap. He flounders a moment in the water, then, merely to deprive Charles lVIcGuffin, the undertaker, of the task of performing funeral rites over his recovered body, he swims to the boat. That was the first mishap aboard the S.S. Duchess. You see Captain Tony Cafaro has a fad for uniting old friends. Heis called together the entire Class of 1934, of which he was once president, and is conducting them in a group on an extraordinary transoceanic voyage-all merely to recall old times! But, very conspicuously, a few are absent. Strange, isn't it, that Bob Morrison and Harold Hurd should both have the same exalted occupation: that of teaching English-the former at Oxford University, the latter in West Fort Ann? And Bill Tupper has, naturally enough, taken the place of Miss Adriance, who surely deserved the enormous pension she is getting. These three gentlemen, occupied by their pedagogical pursuits, could scarcely be expected to be in attendance. Two maiden ladies are also absent, because of their fear of seasickness-two who occupy furnished rooms, keep a gas stove, an extensive wardrobe, and a chow dog, and discuss their frustrated love affairs, to wit, Caroline and Eunice Robinson. Jillian Beaudet, famous international lawyer, is absent, too. He is busy trying to negotiate a second extradition of Samuel Insull, still the man of the hour. . But look who are here! Leaning over the taffrail and composing an ode to the sea is Enid Riley. Leaning over the rail for an entirely different purpose is poor, seasick Harry Griffin, being comforted and soothed in his agony by a gentle nurse, Edna VanDenburgh. In an enclosed tennis court at the left are Jack Norris and Gordon Ward, whacking away as if a vision of the international championship cup were before them. Gazing on, fascinated, are Harold-Dean, New York Cityis leading pharmacist, and Martha Sheehy, social organizer, who for light reading, still prefers the classics to the leading novels. QShe always was a bit of a student, you know.j Addicted as ever to airing her own views, she has recently been victorious in a series of debates on the Future of American Youth. Then there is the placid, good-natured Lillian Matteson, who married a baker, and so is no longer compelled to be a bread-winner, like most of us. Annie Feigenbaum approaches, quite the aristocrat with her lorgnette and lap- dog, and is followed by Louis Dudley, deck hand, who sweeps for dear life, as if attempting to remove any taint of that aristocracy which may have con- taminated the deck. Henry Hamelin, too, is a millionaire, a fact which his pompous gait betrays. Other sights we see are Helen Jensen experimenting with the salt-water

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MOTTO AND COLORS CLASS MOTTO Ambition Knows NO Rest CLASS COLORS Ruby and Silver HONOR STUDENTS MARTHA SI-IEEHY FRANCES MAE CAHILL WILLARD WARREN DEAN LILLIAN RUTH DAY CLARA-JANE WOOD JEAN WALLACE DUNCAN GLORIA LEAH DUPERAULT SUSAN ELIZABETH MCGARR GAIL JEANNE DROUGHT EMILY MURIEL KELLY ALICE BEATRICE BAKER J. HAROLD I1URD COMMENCEMEN T At the Worldis Crossroadsf' a Pageant of Peace, by Esse V. Hathaway, was chosen for the Commencement program this year. This pageant depicts the World's progress toward universal peace through better understanding of indi- vidual welfare and health. through trade, national integrity, and education. Orchestral and vocal music, tableaux, dancing, and speaking, all play an impor- tant part in the presentation. Each member of the graduating class has some part in the production.

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pool, and. in the nearby gymnasium. Jean Crosbie and Kathleen Burlett boxing in a ring. Could you imagine? Lillian Day makes an efficient referee, and Beatrice DuBee. as time-keeper, seldom forgets to ring the bell. As we watch, we hear a roar, and a last-minute guest, the daring aviatrix Mildred Scofield, lands on the deck in her autogyro. As we pass along, we observe that Captain Cafaro has remembered old friends well in picking his crew. We learn that the mate is Walter Coon. The exalted position of sailor, once considered a task essentially reserved for one of male physique, has now been invaded by women, for we see in precarious positions in the rigging, or at work on deck,such acquaintances as Lillian Kingsley, Ida Day, Rebecca Swimmer, and lVIargaret Denton. It appears that Esther Hayes, Dorothy Gifford, and Gloria Duperault comprise a trio of most com- mendable stewardess. Isabel Lyford is the wireless operator. Finally, there is the Captain's wife. We know her, or once did, as Norma Copeland. The captain himself is holding an exotic conversation with Jack Cnow Johnj Evans, Secretary of the Navy. His special secretary, the vivacious lVIuriel Kelly, has escaped to the Grand Ball Room, where there is revelry. Say, let's join the party congregated there! On our way, we pass by booths, in one of which Jane and lVIary Everts serve hot doughnuts and delicious home-made ice cream. The next sign is MosHER AND MOSHER-VANITY PARLOR. If we went in, we'd call them by their first names, which are Marion and Luella. Marjorie Streeter, nose-remodeller, is doing a flourishing trade right now, for that class of eleven years ago had many conspicuous noses. The last shop we pass by is that of Jean Davis, modiste, who is ably assisted by Coraweis Kimber. Now we enter the luxurious ball room-designed, by the way, by John Rugge and lVIarion Foley-to be welcomed by the pleasant, if soft, voice of Beatrice Lewis, hostess of the evening. We find ourselves in the midst of legions of celebrities. Clare Wood, American Ambassador to Abyssinia, very efficient in spite of, perhaps by reason of, her sexg Willard Dean, wealthy czar of the lumber industry, who is going to Africa in his pursuit of wood, Roger Wells, traveler and lecturer, Charles Rowe, famous hockey player-space should allow more than a mention of these. Representatives of the professions are Thomas Eastwood, inimitable actor, who has dimmed the fame of John Barrymoreg Doctor VVilliam Little, incomparably successful in the field of medicine, Sterling Nesbitt, editor of the Skowhegan Observerg and many others. Joe Goldsmith, our lank and droll philosopher, is engaged in a scientific discussion with Francis Auringer, author of Psychologically Incomprehensible Phenomena in Meta- physical Hypothesis. What they did in days of yore, they now resume to bring back auld lang syne. Max Tupper, over there, is an artist. They say Alice Baker is his model. You needn't believe it. I'll wager she's an artist herself. She seems to be a very versatile conversationalist, chatting now with Dorothy Town- send, the bridge teacher, now with Harold Dickinson, leading basso of the Metro- politan Opera. It is little wonder that in such a crowd of celebrities as this, Grace Snyder is running in circles seeking autographs. John DeLong, the dentist, seems to be the only one who really appreciates