Gowanda Central School - Valley Bugle Yearbook (Gowanda, NY)

Text from Pages 1 - 87 of the 1930 volume:

1: 1 1 'fi -.-, . A sm , . I . .- Y X 9 x Xi-:Q Eff? X .. A If-Q u GERALD A. WILBER Dedication Gerald Wilber, vice principal of Gowanda High School -for the past ten years, will stand out in our minds asia splendid, efficient executive anda man of -sound judgment. His progres- sive spirit has forwarded' many athletic and cultural projects. Without his friendlyadv-ice, his ready wit, his cheerful sarcasm our school years would have been less bright indeed. l He has everbecn, not a bystander 'in our activities, but an interested participator. , With such a comrade, such a friend s ' I fain would walk till journey's end, V Through summer sunshine,-winter 'rain,' 'r 'And'then?--fFarewell,- we shall meet-again!'f .- v In Aan effort tofexpress our appreciation the ofathiiity sincerely idedicates this senior annual. . - ' lv , ' 'Qty' es THE VALLEY BUGLE ANNUAL VALLEY BUGLE STAFF 1930 SENIOR OFFICERS L. Pliss R. Kosmala Mrs. Chnjnacki E. Palcic E. Miller Secretary Vice-President Class Advisor President Treasurer The Qvollojv woglo Vol. 7 1 JUNE-1930 No. 1 Published at Gowand-a, N. Y., by the students of the Gowanda High School. Entered as second class matter at the Cowancla Post Office. The Staff of the Valley Bugle -- l 930 NELL-GRAY VVILLCOX-Editor-in'Clzief LOUISE PLISS - DOROTHY TOVVNSEND-Assistant Editors LLOYD SHERMAN-Business Moriager FRED TRAPP--Assistant Biisirzess M arzogor WALTER CHMTEL-Senior Editor ARTHUR FORNESS-fimior Editor ERNA BENTLEY-Soplztoiiiore Editor LEONE ARMES-Freslimafrt Editor RUDOLPH KOSMALA-Exchange Editor HOVVARD ROSS-Sports Editor GERALDINE HAYES-foke Editor HELEN POLLEN - ELIZABETH CARLSON--Typists AXILDA CHO-INACKI LTLLTAN BALDER Literary Advisor Business Advisor THE. VALLEY BUGLE ANNUAL 1 .Lvl HIGH SCHOOL FACULTY Front row, left to right-Monica Swartzenburgg Mildred Winner: Mary Stengerg R. E. Baldwin, Principal: Gerald Wilhm-rg Howard Ferguson Second row, left lo right-Lillian Balderg Axilda Chojnackig Ada Kielerg Chloe Longley: Ruth Congdong Josephine Crossg Fred Parciany Third row+Orn Winshipg John Meyers , ,... .1 -Q BOARD OF EDUCATION Ivory M. Lincoln Riley Ross Dr. H. C. Allen Ralph N. Schaack Charles C. Jones fPresidentJ Mrs. Harry Arnold THE. VALLEY BUGLE ANNUAL 7 EDITORIALS Our future-our uncertain future for which we have been preparing four high school years is upon us, indeed, too soon, and do we realize what is before us? Is this future to be - success or failure? Are we going to criticize or co-operate? Steinmetz tells us that Co-operatiion is not a sentiment - it is an economic necessity. Nothing can exist without co-operation, it is an necessity. At the sound of the word co-operation, everyone feels his individuality is at stake and determines to banish the word from his vocabulary but, through it our individuality will grow. Call it what you will, it is co-operation that keeps a family happy, a school going, and the government of any country alive. What causes the down- falls but criticism? It is easier to be critical than correct, but are we going to criticize and fail or co-operate and be successful? But even if we do co-operate, if we co-operate only because of selfish reasons and if as we move about this world, we fail to adjust our- selves to our surroundings and go on through life in selfishness, will it be success or fail-' ure? As a square peg must be rounded before it is of any use to a round hole so we must adjust ourselves to those about us. But with both of these steps toward success, egotism will build an unsurpassable barrier between us and success. VVe have studied and learned during these four years but are we going to stop here and think we know all there is to know? - the egotistical type - or are we going to go on learning? A In summing up, there are but three steps toward success and three contrasting ones toward failure,-co-operation, adjustment, and growth, versus criticism, selfishness, and egotism. VVhich steps are we going to take? Is Gowanda High going to be proud to be our Alma Mater or is she going to be ashamed of us? lt is up to us, about to take another step in life, to pause a moment and thoughtfully consider. NELL-GRAY VVILCOX - c. H. s. 1 Building After several years of writing and talking on the subject, we have succeeded in arous- ing people to the need for a new school. Next year we shall move into the new building- that is those who are still here will. The Seniors who were the most earnest workers and talkers in its behalf will reap none of the benefit. Therefore, it is up to the Juniors and Sophomores and Freshmen to enjoy it to the best of their ability and to make the most of the chances it gives. They must use it once for themselves and once for the Seniors who hoped it would be done in time for them. The school is nearly built but when it is finished the building must not stop. It will furnish a chance for the buil-ding of bodies that the Seniors have missed. The Juniors are going to have opportunity to use the gymnasium and may they use it to the utmost as the Seniors would if they could. The school will offer a chance for the building of minds. There will be more room, and therefore new classes will be offered. This will increase the chances for a student to acquire a large and more inclusive education. There will be many extra classes for which the Seniors have longed in vain, for in spite of our scoffing and joking about studying we like and appreciate the school and its classes. - , As the physical and mental parts of us grow, let us not neglect our moral side. The school is noted for its good sportsmanship, its co-operation, and its cleanness. The Seniors have played a great part in the growth of this reputation and they are hoping that in the new building our reputation may grow. We want the true us to grow as the school grows - not the us others see but the one deep inside. We do not want to be like the old building that was too small and out-of-date. VVe do not want to be like the disorderly pile of bricks that was left when the building was torn down. Instead we want to be like the new school that is rising in its place-the school that offers opportunity. At present the school seems perfect. It is up-to-date. It is bigger and better than the old sch-ool. It is just what we need now, but the Senior class sincerely hopes that some day it will be too small and old-fashioned and that it will be torn down again to ma-ke room for a still better school. It is fine now but we want Gowanda to grow, and the registration to grow, so that in time another new school will have to built. Nothing we build will last forever. We do not expect it to. The secret of success is to do our best as long as we are needed and then cheerfully give way to something or someone who can supply what the world needs better than we can. '- Dokoruv TOWNSEND, Assistant Editor . ' i'!ifLQ2 f ,x. it . N ,S C1-.K 9 A ew B THE VALLEY BUGLE ANNUAL Everyone has or should have two worlds as it is and 'Kas it might be . The former is a world of reality, material and progressive with some joy, some sorrow and a great deal of hard struggle. In it one may easily fall by the wayside, so wearied that he is bereft of the desire to climb higher. Here facts are facts and so cold and unalterable that one cannot pass around them. One must Fight through to mould character. The other world is a creation ofthe imagination. It is ethereal- something lovely and rare, cool and soothing like Hinnocent sleep, balm of hurt minds . It is a corner of refuge to those who fall in the real world, giving strength and the will to go on. Have you two worlds or are you anchored to life-long reality? LOUISE PL1ss --b- G. H. s. -- g Chit-Char . Those who have not yet returned their report cards must do so by Monday or bring a quarter. These familiar words come to the student body once every five weeks from the ever- pursuing Mr. Wilbur. Long ago when we were freshmen we thought that this announcement was in the na- ture of a severe lecture. But now, after four years of donating dimes and quarters for failure to return the tell-tale reports, we have come to the conclusion that the announce- ment is an appeal to charity. Last year Mr. Baldwin took a trip to Europe and Mr. Wilbur traversed the United States on our liberal donations. Inasmuch as the revenue from the missing report cards is not enough to compensate both men, Mr. Wilbur makes a few extra dollars each year by charging for breakage in the laboratory. Walter Krebs recently stated that he was going to bring his card back this quarter and fool Mr. Wilbur. Louis Bentley and Walter Chmiel have been taking extra precautions lately and are breaking about two test tubes daily. We hope Mr. Baldwin and Mr. Wilbur will have an enjoyable vacation this year but it is generally known that our charity donations will not be as much this year due to the stock market crash this winter. Mrs. Chojnaki was forced to hand over her duties to Mrs. Bailey for a week because of illness. It is common report that she was a victim of this same market crash because she failed to sell her Public Utilities at 68. Perhaps this explains her malady. Lloyd Sherman has been working hard getting .ads for the paper. He has been faith- fully hounding Mrs. Bury for a full page ad. Thus far no success has been reported but perhaps he would have better luck if he went in the daytime instead of eight o'clock at night. But then his line goes over better at night. The only person on the school payroll who does not give low marks and make lazy students remain after schoolg the only person who does not care if you sit in the wrong rooms or whisper during school hours, in fact, he is a most obliging chap, if you should hap- pen to drop a piece of paper he will come around and pick it up for you, if you lose an article of worth he takes extra pains to see that it is returned to you. Everyone knows this remarkable man. His name is Cap Howard, our Janitor. Beware! Freshmen! Do not try to put anything over on Cap for he is a truant officer and a good one, too. Helen Franklin says it takes a clever girl who can appe-ar sufficiently hesitant with her kisses and still give them expertly enough to warrant another. Everyone knows that Helen is a clever girl. BY HOWARD Ross THE VALLEY BUGLE ANNUAL ' 9 Senior Prize Essays The Art of Being A Conformist The easiest way to live a comfortable and successful life is to conform. By conform- ing, I mean subscribing, or at least appearing to subscribe to the. ways of the majority. It does not matter if the conformist is a scoundrel. It he regularly attends the church in power and joins the largest organization, he will have no trouble in getting ahead. In almost every small town there is an organization fusually .a churchj that controls the school, and the whole town in general. If there be any unenlightened individual who is so indiscreet as to disagree with any of their policies, he is immediately ostracized and branded as immoral, irreligious and unpatriotic. Many men have been ruined simply because they preferred to conduct their own bus-iness themselves. I know of a teacher who lost his job simply because some old ladies objected to a perfectly legitimate use of the word damned Once upon a time golf was regarded as a rather idiotic occupation. People could not see any sense in batting a little white ball around half the time and cursing the other half. Now a person who does not play golf is regarded as slightly warped, or at least extremely Hdifferentf' Why is it that men take great pleasure in chopping up the turf with inadequate instruments, yet have a collossal aversion to doing the same thing to the garden with instru- ments especially designed for the purpose? It also appears rather strange to the casual ob- server to s-ee men walk for miles for exercise .and yet refuse to cross the street for some groceries. Many mail order houses guarantee your money back if you are not satisfied, but try to get it. The Constitution of the United States is much like them. It guarantees freedom of speech, press and several other things, but try to speak when and where you wish and write what you want to. Boston furnishes a good example. If anyone who is suspected of radicals beliefs is caught addressing an audience on the Boston Common he is immediately rushed off to jail. In London the Hobbies stand around and listen to the soap-box ora- tion. A Constitution is not an unmitigated blessing after all. But why be disturbed about it? The earth will keep turning and the sun shining re- gardless of what we infinitesimal specks of humanity think about it. Why drown ourselves in bitter tears, over something that makes no difference anyway? As numberless learned men have said The more we know, the more we know that we know nothing. RAYMoND BALDWIN - c. H. s. if Fantastique The sky was lovely last night. It spread majestically into space like a great strip of soft velvet. The moon, hidden deep in the heart of a cloud, emerged bashfully and shone among the branches of a budding tree. Everything became embellished with a mist of sheerest silver. I looked straight upward and the vastness terrified me. I felt uncomfort- ably insignificant. Yet it fascinated my very soul and a strange desire over-powered me to take a trip to the moon. What could I do but mount my chariot Adventure, drawn by faith- ful Imagination and start off ? ' Oh, how high We went! Up, up, and ever up, with cool, kissing winds brushing on one side and dew descending for the dawn on the other. The first 'star was very pale, for it could see Dawn in the distance and already the little star folk were putting out their twinkling candles. g is I0 THE. VALLEY BUCLE ANNUAL Q Suddenly a soft purring sound seemed to descend from somewhere in the space. It was like a chanting brookor a gentle wind. Something flashed and I knew we had reached the moon. I gasped in astonishment and pleasure. VVhat a quaint little place! There were thousands of tiny moon-folk scampering busily about toiling, singing, talking. Of course I was unable to understand them, nevertheless I ventured to speak, having to bend very low to do so. At first they were surprised and frightened at my size and strange appearance, but hospitality and amiability seeming to predominate in their characters they motioned for me to follow them. A workshop! There was a steady hum from the multitude of workers, who seemed to take a fiendish interest in their work. A huge, shiny, new machine gleamed from the center of the shop. lt was shaped like a submarine, with wings and a propeller. The workman- ship was complicated and intricate. There were thousands of tiny seats inside and many richly furnished rooms. Everything was painted silver. No, not painted, but rather stained from the moon itself. How hard and pitifully serious the people were in trying to explain to me its purpose. They jabbered in the queerest jargon, gesticulated and finally gave up in despair. Suddenly it occurred to me that they were contemplating a trip to the earth. I nodded trying to show them I understood. But in my heart I understood more than they, that their appearance on earth would certainly mean destruction. Earthly scientists would gluttonously seize them, experiment with them and finally destroy them. I must save these good little people. Hut how could I tell them? We had neither word nor code in common. I thought furiously-ah l' would destroy their machine myself and save them from my brothers below. So when all the workers had left the shop, I stole quietly to the machine and fulfilled my purpose. lt was not an easy task for I knew this had taken hundreds of years and a vast amount of wealth. I also knew that I must leave the moon and these people forever. The downward trip was sad indeed. Dawn too was descending and I wept as I thought of the grief my deed would cause. Once more on earth l gazed up. All was serene and calm, but I was the only one on earth who knew that all was not calm. The great velvet strip still sparkled, butit had lost its power over me and I walked home feeling that now I could never be a friend of the sky folk. LOUISE Puss 1 c.H.s. 1 History . History is a great gallery of pictures, painted by the hand of Time. The pictures are ever increasing, for each day, Time takes his brush and paints a picture. Time does not discriminate between his subjects. One day he protrays a great and bitter struggle. The next, he paints the picture of a simple homely man, uttering a simple message. Each event, be it one of simplicity or one of grandeur, he paints on his historical canvas. How small we feel when we enter and behold the immensity of this gallery. But there is no time to be lost in astonishment and bewilderment. There are so many pictures that it will take a whole year to look at them all. At first we study the colonial panorama. There is Magellan and Columbus, those jolly old tars. But they do not appear so jolly when we are required to remember the date of their stunts. Then, there is the great epic of American history, the American Revolution. It is one of the most colorful pictures that we find, but we wonder why Patrick Henry wasn't spanked by the King. Such a mischievous but by no means lovable country that this was! We must not forget that ever impartial hand of Time. His picture of peace and prosf perity is just as vividly colorful. We can hear the beat of the soldiers' feet as they march to Washington in answer to l.incoln's call, but we can also hear the ring of the pioneer's axe. We can see the fire of adventure in the eyes of the westward bound. We can see the glow from Friendship's altar as nations find that peace is more desirous than war. VVe come to that most glorious and most gruesome picture, the World War, that pic- ture which taught the world the value of peace. It is a picture that thrills and awes, a picture that must not be painted again. What pictures have fired the blood of youth? Is it WVar, whose Commander-in-Chiei is Death? Is it Peace with its real and mellow beauty? The future may depend on it. We leave the gallery, wondering whether we can make a sketch-copy of these pictures on our Regents paper. ARLENE DOXTATOR THE VALLEY BUGLE ANNUAL PALCIC, ERNEST I never knew so young a body for so old a head.AwShakeSpeare MILLFIR, ELEANOR The rnildest manners and the gentlest heart.-Pope PLISS, LOUISE To write well is to think well, to feel well, and to render well,' It is to possess at once intellect, soul and taste.-Buffon KOSMALA, RUDOLPH Not a word ?????-Shakespeare IJOXTATOR, ALICE Hail to the chief who in triumph adz'ances!-Scott ROSS, HOWARD I may justly say, with the hooked-nose fellow of Rome I came, saw, and overcame . -Shakespeare BXIURPHY, HELEN She walks in beauty, like the night Of floudless clinie and starry skies. -Byron HAYES, GERALDINE If naebody care for me, I'll care for naebody.-Burns ,ff f SHERMAN, LLOYD , ,f , ff . J' J v If X . The falling out .offflovqas the renewing of love.-Burton BURY, DORIS - 1'll not budge an inch.-Shakespeare THE VALLEY BUGLE ANNUAL I TRAPP, KATI'IERINE Brevity is the soul of wit.-Shakespeare CHMIEL, VVALTER Devise wit,' write peng for I am for whole -volumes in folio.HShakespeare HEAVAIS, FRANKIE Men were doreivers ever.-Shakespeare FALK, DORIS He' is well paid that is well satisfied. -Shakespeare ALLEN, FLORENCE Yet do I fear thy natureg It is too fnll o' the milk of human kind- ness.-Shakespeare FRENZIQL, HELEN That we would do, We should do when we would. -Shakespeare DOXTATOR, BOYD His very foot has ninsic in it As he' comes np the stairs.-Mickle ZUZEK, MARY As merry as the day is long.-Shakespeare IQEYES, JANET She moves a goddess and she looks a queen.-Pope MCGUIRE, JACK Absence makes the heart grow fonder. -Bayly THE VALLEY BUGLE ANNUAL VVITHERELL, ELOISE Thou pendulum betwixt a smile and tear. BENTLEY, LOUIS Beware the fury of a patient man. GLAIR, GORDON I am slow of study.-Shakespeare. F LOGAUS, CAROLA Here's to the girl with eyes of brown Whose spirit proud you can not down. CROUSE, GEORGE Saying and doing are two things.-Henry VVITHERELL, FRANCES My cake is dough.-Shakespeare UOVVERS, VERA Ncdught venture, naught had.-Tusser KEWLEY, GERALD Wlien I don't know whether to fight or not, I always fight.-Nelson ZUZEK, FRANCES Cookery is become an art, a noble science. BENTON, EDITH I'd be a butterfly b-orn in a bower Where roses and lilies and violets meet. -Byron -Dryden -Anonymous -Burton -Bayly Y Y A 'N ,Q 1 rj THE VALLEY BUGLE ANNUAL V LMILLER, ALEINE I Begone, dull care! I prithee begone from me! Begone, dull care! thou and I shall 'never g agree.-Playford T OWNSEND, IJOROTIIY I hate nobody, I am in charity with the world.-Swift BALDWIN, RAYMOND Lord, what fools these mortals be! -Shakespeare VVILLCOX, NELL-GRAY Of all the girls that e'er was seen, There's none so fine as Nelly!-Swift LAW, GRACE Lord! I wonder what fool it was that frst invented kissing.-Swift JOHN, D1-:NN1sON Barkis' is willinf--Dickens IDAVIICS, CHARLES The world knows nothing of its greatest anen.-Taylor FARRHLL, CREOLA O Romeo, Romeo! wherefore art thou Romeo?-Shakespeare DOXTATOR, ARLENI3 But to see her was to love her, Love but her, and love forever.-Burns LIENTLEY, JOHN Oh, it is great To have a giant's strength, but it is tyrannous . To use it like .a giant.-Shakespeare THE VALLEY BUGLE ANNUAL I5 ANDRes, I.EsTER Wlzerc the stream runneth smoothest, the wo-ter is deepest.--Lyly POLLY-iN, HELEN Nothing is impossible to the willing heart. -Heywood TILLOTSON, MARGARET Your heart's desire be with you. -Shakespeare CHEPLO, ALEX Yet have I something in me dangerous. -Shakespeare BARTOXV, CQERALD A bold bad man.-Spencer - G.H.s. - A A Fireplace A fireplace is a lovely thing. That is, some fireplaces are. VVhen the wood is piled high and the flames leap eagerly through it slowly revealing the mysteries of darkness, then a fireplace is lovely. Wlhen the hearth is sprinkled with chips and stray coal presses its hot cheek against the cold hearthg when an old kettle, long since blackened with the smoke, hangs faithfully in one corner and a bellow lies carelessly across the hearth- then a fireplace is lovely. The room is fragrant with the incense of the burning wood, the s-moke curls lazily in the farthest nooks and corners. There are ragged much-used books nesting peacefully on their shelves, a much-worn rug made beautiful by the dancing flames with a shiny, black cat stretched out upon it - in my room. And there are people in my room. A comfy rocking chair creaks softly as Mother gently rocks the baby -alluring her to dreamland. Father is reading aloud, his dear, tired feet propped up on his favorite foot-stool. His strong, low voice rings softly through the room. A tall, handsome boy, the pride of their two hearts, is stretched full length beside the cat. In a semi-circle a girl is curled up, another is leaning dreamily against i'Mother's chair and still another is perched on Father's stool. Contentment and happiness have spread their spell over this family. The story is finished, baby is asleep and the Hre is low. All are dreaming- some of the future, some of the pas-t-the glowing fire, the stage for their dreams. Nothing can break the spell enveloping this family for love holds sway there. A fireplace is a lovely thing. N ELL-GRAY WILLCOX I6 THE VALLEY BUGLE ANNUAL Name Ernest Palcic Walt Chmiel Rudy Kosmala Howard Ross Dorothy Townsend Bunnie Murphy jerry Hayes Nell-Gray Willcox Louise Pliss Doris Bu ry Katie Trapp Charles Davies Eloise Witherell Creola Farrell Lloyd Sherman ' johnny Mentley Raymond Baldwin Gordon Glair Lester Andres Florence Allen Frankie Beauvais Gerald Bartow Louis Bentley Edith Benton Alex Cheplo George Crouse Alice Doxtator Arlene Doxtator Doris Falk Carola Flogaus Helen Frenzel Vera Getselman Dennison john Gerald Kewley Grace Law jack MacGuire Aline Miller Eleanor Miller Helen Pollen , Margaret Tillotson Frances Zuzek Mary Zuzek Frances Witherell janet Keyes Vera Bowers :Sen Favorite Expression May I? Whaa- at? Who's got his History done? Hello, Teacher .- Oooh, goodness! Phooie, phooie Sez WHO-OO? N-n-no, no-oo! Oh IIIGLTSIIIPZH I tho't I'd croak Teeheehee Hello, Baby, how do you do? tand other popular songsj Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Oh Gladys! I'll take the other half of the dozen Oh, shut up- Tek, tck, tok! Yeah P How do you do this? Shucks---might as well-- Oh, oh, monkeys ..Oh.. Does my hair look all right? Hey, ho, everybody Aw, I can do that too-- Saa---ay! .- Where are the boys? Keep Quiet! Oh, dear! ..Oh.. Shall I make this up? Oh WOW! HuhP Oh, stop! Do you still love me, Hon? And I said-- Uwe '.-- Hn Sure Got your Solid done? Hello, kids Come on noh' oh.. This isn't even funnyl' Oh gosh! iors Future Desire To be President of the U.S. To make love to CH To buy out the Larkin Stores ' To win one of his argu- ments with Rudy To teach kindergarten To invent a telephone To poison all the men To attend High School in Falconer Hollywood To be Annette KelIerman's SUCCQSSOI' To live in Porto Rico To be a Song and Dance Man in a Night Club To be a Nurse at West Point To conquer MEN To own a CAR Katherine To rest To be a family man THAT'S OUT OF SORTSV' To be Angelo's shadow To be a scientist To surpass Caruso To be famous To sleep To vie with Nina as Miss America To be a salesman like ' Brother Frank To find a Boswell To teach youngsters in Sunday School To be a Senator To be a manufacturer of chewing gum To be Queen of the Mardi Gras at Paris To Be a French dancer To be an artist's model To be a second gallant Romeo ' To be THE Notre Dame football hero To be the hostess in HJ Night Club To be the air Hero of all fair damsels To be a famous radio artist To be a cartoonist To win a typist's Speed Record To be a second Greta Garbo To own a delicatessen shop To be a chauifeur to the First Lady To be a chef in a Chinese restaurant To become a Professor at Lima To be Old Bill Shakes- peare's successor Usual Occupation Presiding over the Senior Meetings Writing love letters Snatching Rossy's books Appeasing the faculty Keeping a certain note- book Reclining on a certain window-seat Teasing Chester Doin' nothin' Geometry Presiding over the New Chateau Corresponding with a cert- ain Spaniard Serving ginger ale to john- son, Boswell and their friends Acting Tiny Dancing Studying the dictionary Attempting the Impossible Rolling pencils on the desk Cooin' and Cuddlin' Studying Looking puzzled Eating pie lmbibing in Spiritus frumentaen Sleeping Taking Shorthand notes 'for Mrs. Longley Taking hospital girls out Tootin' his own horn Studying the Bible joy-riding with Tom Greene Being informed Giggling Imitating a French doil Keeping that schoolgirl complexion Squirming under the radi- ator in English class Guarding the Nation Flirting Writing letters Entertaining the Faculty Studying f'Waiting Doin' Solid Changing seats in History class l Driving Broadway Taxi Bossing the school Coming home for week ends Chewing gum X ,Q ,gases ' ' .3 .ifJif,H'f-,J A THE VALLEY BUGLE ANNUAL I7 So Says Shakespeare In that terrible exam you forgot to study for- Fair is foul and foul is fair. As the Seniors part- When shall we three meet again P ' As we go through the dark mysterious tunnel at the I-Iollowe'n party- Present fears are less than horrible imaginingsf' Pzfhe day before English IV and History C regents-HO, never shall sun that morrow see. Doris as Lloyd pursues her- The love that follows us sometime is our trouble, which still we thank as love. . john Lewis as he faces his uncrankable Ford- The attempt and not the deed con- founds us. Prof when he finds two unruly eighth graders attempting to remove parts of each other's anatomy- Resolve yourselves apart. The optimist as he sees not his name on the list of those who passed the fatal exam- Things without all remedy should be without regard: whtat's done is done. Miss Stenger when she discovers several culprites typing after four- Stand not upon the order of your going, but go at once. As the party breaks up- What is the night? Almost at odds with morning, which is which? An innocent bystander as G. H. S. marches out at fire drill- What, will the line stretch out to the crack of doom ? Clyde johengen, caught in mischief- I have done no harm. Any typist, eraser in hand-'fOut, damned spot! Out, I say ! Any student when vacation seems ages away- Tomorrow, and tomorrow and tomor- row. ' Mrs. Chojnacki as she reviews this-- It is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing. D. T. TOWNSEND 1 c.H.s. -- To 11 Dear Friend-'-- Since you left me, loneliness has spread dark and shady wings and hovers over my sim- ple abode. Since you have gone out of my life, world and men have changed toward me. Spring has lost its lovelinessg the song of birds is meaningless, Howers 'hide their fragrance and the sunshine has lost its smile. With you, exhuberant joy and happiness have left me. I still exist but I do not live. I go through the bare motions of external living, but my soul is hungry and cold. Woe and bliss are found at night when my soul has gone out to find you, when my empty arms have stretched out into space to bring you back to me. Who can fathom the depth of sorrow, the pangs of despised love and friendship, the pains of a torn and lonely heart? We were inseparable friends but necessity decreed that we be parted. Fate set its stern face against our being together although no power on earth can harm or destroy our mutual affection. But since you went, everything has changed and the only thing you left me is the memory of indescribable, happy days. You were the most understanding friend. In hours of grief and disappointment, I could come to you and confide in you. You were responding to my caresses when I held you in my arms. The tone of your sweet voice was enchanting and when I was especially good to you, you would sing to me and carry me away into dreamland where beauty reigned supreme. From the rush of the cold outside world, I could Hee to you, take off my mask which society commanded me to wear and be myself. We were both friends of freedom and only in seclusion is freedom. I could sit with you for hours and listen to you. You taught me the mysteries of life and opened my eyes to the real values and beauties in this world. Whatever was little and small in me, you made me feel ashamed of it 5 whatever was noble and genuine in me, you brought to the surface. I was proud of you and I called you my dearest possession in life. As long as I had you, I was sure of myself but deprived of your guiding hand, I began to vascillate. You are out of my arms but not out of my heart. I long for you and still love you, my dear-violin. FRED PARCIANY THE. VALLEY BUGLE ANNUAL Y-if-3 K , . X4 wx!! 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Non-insomnious society. One who occupies a place ona nearby bench while a game is in progress and serves as an inspiration. Means of recreation afforded to youths under severe scholastic strain. See Athlete. A course taken to distinguish the difference between such phrases as 'Bon Ami' fGood Friendj and Dutch Cleanser fin Dutch, Dewatsereich, meaning accumulator. J f An elementary course in lines, curves and angles. Of much practical use to drugstore cowboys. Narrative of MAN'S progress since 'Monkeyhoodl Studied so that the mistakes of former History shall not be repeated. A medium through which knowledge is transferred from one thicket of life's experience to another thicket. A large company, as of fish. Pronounced seen-your-marks. The low down on all senior's abilities. Not usually published but generally known. Eventual condition of 'stude'. See stude. A male youth remaining in school for the express purpose of giving the girls a 'break'. An artful assimilator of pedagogical expoundings. Nearly extinct word meaning to endeavor to learn by means of mental application. Another educational medium-less dignified, therefore harder to m-ake con- nections-. Means of arousing students from lethargies. First word with which the expression 'sink or swim' was used. LOUISE PL1ss, HOWARD Ross HW- c. H. s. i SWEET MYSTERIES or LIFE W How does Clarence Hatfield manage to study and play checkers at the same time? Why does G. Glair soberly wink his eye at the ceiling? Why does the French teacher stare at the window? Why does the Latin teacher write Greek in the Latin class when no one understands it? Why does H. Ross close his eyes when he plays the clarinet at band practice? How do certain persons manage to have 95? as their monthly averages? Why do the musical strains of a DOUBLE B-Flat bass horn console the restless mind of Louise Pliss? Why does I. Mentley like to spill sulphuric acid on his trousers? WALTER CHMIEL l c. H. s. -f LET'S START A FUND To buy Bunny Murphy a complete set of Harold Bell Wright's novels. To To buy a halo for Dorothy Townsend. get Johnny Mentley a cheval glass in which to admire his physique. To provide a dummy for Gordon Glair to cuddle and coo. To beg, borrow, or steal a portable typewriter for Nell-Gray VVillcox. To To furnish Raymond Baldwin with a book on nautical affairs. reserve a sound proof study hall for Louise Pliss. To rent a room at Ungers for Fritz Trapp. To publish a book on How to Attract Women by Walter Chmiel. To buy Greta Garbo's latest photograph, AUTOGRAPHED, for Mr. Wilber. If M' 'if' f , , i ,n ' + ,vi Jffgj. - l , me ANNUAL A 9?oet'sl Garner SEEN INV.-'i'HE PARK . I wandered lonely through the park. It was at twilight+-not yet dark. The moon was pale and yet her light Was luminous although not bright. It, through the parkhmade shadows rise So weird and ghostly to my eyes. The air with sweetness seemed to fill. I From where, I could fnot tell until I raised my eyes and 'saw the three Cherry tree sisters merrily Dancing as though at someone's ball, They tripped joyously down' the hall. The fragrance of their snow-white hair Was like the scent of perfume rare. The wind-song slowed and softly blew. The trees seemed rooted in the dew. I hummed -a quiet happy tune About trees dancing 'neath the moon. Dono1-HY TOWNSEND 1- 6.1-l.S.-' . Lines written after Reading Edna S t. Vincent Millayls' God's World Dear God-the soul of me aches. A The beauty of this world Is far too great for me. Each quivering leaf Each sweet bird's cry Pulls at my heartstrings. O God-to think of all this loveliness Intangible. I drink it in, . , - I fill my soul with Nature ' And with You. I cry to You, dear God And beg of You, Let no new fragrance float my way, Let no new flower smile. For God, I can not stand it longerg It is too lovely. I It reaches -in and tears my very soul away. r NELL-GRAY W1LLcox - c.H.s. -- A DESCRIPTION OF COMUS Found in Ancient Archives of the School . A grit, big, husky, brute was he, ' B ' ' . cker than mght itself couldrbe arms had he and shoulders broad, I a body like our donkey Maude. I 1 were skinny, spindled, thin f when he took his THE VALLEY BUGLE ANNUAL DREAMS I sit here, seeing naught, but dreaming dreams of gold, And the world about me revolves itself into visions. From the Past arises a horde of memories I would fain forget But I can not! The present comes before my eyes, and I view with a spirit humble The things I am doing now- The things I may regret in later years Even as I am now regretting past folly. Close on the heels of the Present comes the Future- The mystic time. For I can sit and dream of what I shall be then. No visions haunt me except the gossamers of shimmering dreams. Dreams of the future never hold the ghosts we wish long dead But revel in what we most desire. And so my dreams of the Future are precious and lovely Because they hold naught but shining, glowing things. I am a dreamer! GERALDINE HAYES 1- G. H. s. T SCHOOL DAY BLUES Once upon a Monday dreary, while mine eyes grew dull and bleary, Regarding volumes of assorted lore, While I nodded, nearly napping drowsily I sensed a tapping, As of some gently rapping-rapping on the school-room floor. 'Tis teacher, dear, I muttered, tapping on the school-room floor Cease that racket, I implore. Ah! Distinctly I remember, it was in the bleak September, VVhen, unsuspecting, I returned for more. Then much to my great sorrow, I found we could not borrow- Could not borrow sheets of paper, it irked me to the core. How would I get paper, if I could not borrow more? In fact, 'twas quite a bore. And now this talk of working, and never, never shirking, Is endlessly repeated o'er and o'er. How I hate to hear prating, of standing and of rating. Why, it sets my teeth to grating, as they ne'er did grate before. As they ne'er have clashed or gnashed before! And it is such a bore! To go back to the tapping- to that unearthly rapping, Which so disturbed by mind before, It ended all my dreaming, my wonderful day dreaming, And weighted all the burdens, I so sorrowfully bore,- That multitude of lessons, I disconsolately bore, Heaped on for ever-more. And our teacher, as is fitting, still is sitting, still is sitting Before the desk, above the school room Hoor, Eagerly I long for Sunday, morbidly I dread Blue Mondayg Always shall I hear the tapping, tapping on the school-room floor Tapping sometimes on the bell, and sometimes on the floor,- Shall this go on for ever-more? RAYMOND BALDWIN THE VALLEY BUGLE ANNUAL IL CHMIELIOSO With Apologies to Milton Hence, vain saddening Blues, Of saddest Music and Cupid born, How everyone thou doth abuse Whom sadness doth adorn. How an invitation thou never refuse To visit him in Love forlorn. But hail to thee, Love serene, Most beloved and yet so mean. Thou art more beautiful to me by sight Than the soft approach of dusky night. Thou art gayer than the dancing moombeams O'erlaid with colors of the setting sun it seems. No birds have yet with their songs divine, Described thee and all that's thine. Thou art music, great it be, Always sweet melodies unto me. But Ah! L.ove we know each other well, Better far than words can tell. How could you have done that unto me When I believed and worshipped thee? Ah! F ickle-fickle are thou, Love, Though thou look like an innocent dove. Love, thou hast wronged me, wronged my right And conquered me with thy passioned might. And now here I sit, all alone, The sigh? It's nothing but my own. Now thou hast sent thine plague, the Blues O'er me themselves to amuse. Oh! Love, thou sweetest sweet, Shall I bless or curse thee, Cheat? When thee I wish to forget, to lose I always meet thine companion, the Blues. I find them in the music of the Saxaphoneg Even in Tuba's melancholy moan. Whenever I go, wherever I stay, I find thine Blues to my great dismay. And now my fate is thine, , No more, no more is it mine. Thou hast o'erpowered me Oh, Love! Oh, Love! This I see. No more, no more shall I be free, A Sad, blue, I shall always be. W. CHMIEL -,- c. H. s. -- SPRING WIND The gypsy blood was stirred in me today. The snow was gone, half gone at least, for just A patch was left, the last remains of Winter. And oh, the wind that swept the country clear! That wind roused wander-lust within my soulg I longed for solitude and singing birds, Their joyous notes no longer in restraint, For blue skies, white clouds, tops of wind swept hills. Oh just to walk released from care and thought, To feel the wind's rough breath race through my hair To have it knock me down and pick me up And toss me here and there.--Oh mighty Wind, You've stirred the gypsy blood within my heart! NELL-GRAY W1LLcox ' Qwefii r 3, 1 Gage, ig THE VALLEY BUGLE. ANNUAL A SONNET To the Freshman O, Freshman on that airy cloud, . Come forth from 'neath thy dreamy shroud, Awake and think of days to be, And 'cease thy silly jollity. Your childish days are in the past- Days for success have come at last. T'is time to wake from childish sleep, T'is time to fall into studies deep. High School is no chi1d's play, Classes aren't conquered in a day. F reshmen, there are classes three, . Patiently awaiting thee. But these are mountains, great and tall Which you, to win, must come to fall. WALTER CHMIEL 1- c. H. s. i A STUDENTS PLAINT I was told to sit not set I am to say I'm chawmed indeed,' In our class of etiquette, Instead of using the old creed To rise when Mother enters in Of pleased to meetcha' or hello Or any other of my kin. When I am introduced you know. My spoon within my teacup? Never! The part that infuriates me Nor it is nice nor it is clever Is the fact that an Emily To leave my knife upon the table. Was the cause of all this fuss- And I was told 'twas not a fable. The nasty, horrid, little cuss! NP2LL'GRAY' W1LLcox i- G. H. s. -- DAWN Awake! for dawn is born From the short-lived love of Sun and Moon, And bears on its rays, That which penetrates the soul of slumbering man. It's nativity is 'dorned With such splendors To make the pomp of kings seem sickly. Yet man sleeps on, indifferent To such events, but warm to those Which radiate with dross of gold. The turquoise cradle . Beams amidst robes of downy pink, And on the distant hills, the hoarfrost gleams! Hark! There is music, Nature's own sweet symphony. Feathered throats, Purring winds, Thrumming brooks, All in perfect harmony. And one by one the delicate, tinted flowers Raised their heads, then Suddenly unfold, in profound rejoicing. While the h-ours fly ' The world brightens as the Infant Dawn Grows up to Day. Louisa Puss THE VALLEY BUGLE. ANNUAL THESE HAVE I LOVED The friendly maple tree beneath whose kindly shade Many happy hours I've spent where as a child I played. The woodland path that has been set apart In memory by me as leading straight to nature's heart The swiftly running brook that chatters as it flows. And laughs and sings as ever on it goes. The grapevine swing dear friend of youthful joys, Afforded many happy hours to us country girls and boys. And Pat, my dog, a mongrel of sorts, A friend in all my trials, and in all my carefree sports. The old stone well that held a soothing balm To the thirsty traveler the sparkling waters calm. The lofty fields of grain that ripple in the breeze, Like acres of shining gold. All these have I loved and more besides. The smell of roses wet with morning dew The golden sunlight, the heavens shade of blue. The sun at twilight slipping down to rest And heaven's splendor lighting up the west VVith many colors all of varied hue. The joys of laughter and a smile that rings true, These have I loved. G H S THE THINGS I LOVE It is twilight, Soft and still. Now I hear a sleepy chirp, Now I feel the wind's soft kissg Now I see the yellow moon, Rising, faint Behind a mass of foliage. The freshness of the evening dew And the 1ilac's fragrance Rise together Into the gathering dusk. These things I love. I hear A strain of music A mother sings a Soothing lullaby to the Tired one Clasped to her breast. The children linger At their games, the games I used to play, And there my garden grows, My own creation With lGod's aid and care. Ah, these things are sweet. These things I love. With a book Clasped preciously, I climb The old familiar stairs, Sweet, cool sheets 5 thoughts of Yesterday, today and tomorrow. A prayer-- Then slumber With light, fantastic dreams. These things I love. L. Pliss Vera Bowers THE. VALLEY BUGLE. ANNUAL Shakespearean Romances Once on a time, So long ago, Dallying by a stream, Came Shakespeare's Juliet and Romeo . In a Sweet Midsummer Night's Dream . They thought that marriage was no menace, Decided to get a ring- Straightway came to The Merchant of Venice As happy as anything! ! Happy and gay-Juliet would sing , From morn till eventide. Their first real quarrel, Much Ado About Nothing Was much of a shock to the bride. The Hamlet that she chose for home Was ruled by Julius Caesar , It wasn't very far from Rome, Nor yet from Ebenezer. Our life is like A Winter's Tale , Said he, and full of terrors. But surely came the answering wail, No l ! ! A Comedy of Errors ! It was as much as he could do, With her tempcr like The Tempest , To fulfill his Taming of the Shrew - But still he did his d-dest! ! When asked, Where shall the wedding be P He answered, 'As You Like It'. 'A Lover's Complaint' is not for me And never shall I make it Then we'll be married at Corona, A place to my heart most dear, Two Gentlemen of Verona Can then convey us here. sr Hut darling, cried the bridegroom, Have you figured up the cost? If we don't get married soon My dear, 'twill be 'Love's Labor Lost, ! He repented at his leisure For those Words he spoke so light, 'Cause she gave Measure for Measure - Held out until the Twelfth Night . U Then suddenly it ended, As such quarrels often do- Their hearts were, wisely, mended, And their wedding plans went thru . Antony and Cleopatra too Were present at the time, And did all things attendants do That I can't put in rhyme- SO- ALL'S WELL THAT ENDS WELL GERALDINE LIAYES 26 Q THE VALLEY BUGLE ANNUAL Yo-Ho, Mariners! The Senior Class of '29 were having a reunion on board the good ship, M1L1.IcAN . They set out at dawn on the raging Cattaraugus where it passed their noble Alma Mater. They were sailing along at a fair rate of speed when Charles Gradisher, their trustworthy skipper announced that they were cruising among the South Sea Islands. Of course, it's quite a distance from the Cattaraugus to the South Sea but their ship was a good one and the wind was blowing just right. No one knows just what happened but the ship ran into a coral reef or something just oii' the coast of an island, and the Senior Class was soon holding their reunion in the waves. Frank Wells, who had practiced catching fair maidens through the fire drills, swam to shore with three non-swimmers and the other strong men followed with the rest. Soon everyone was on shore but several had been badly bruised in the process. Lena Danahy and Gertrude johnson. from the Deaconess Hospital, immediately went to work taking the injured further inland to the hospital tent which Irene Miller and Vivian Glair of the General Hospital had by this time erected. Ellsworth Raymond's mind was some- what affected by the catastrophe so Lee Mathewson, who had been studying at the Gow'nda State Hospital was called. In a very short time all the injured were well on the road to recovery. After their battle with the waves, the whole class was hungry and they all demanded that anyone who had had any practice in cooking should organize a search for food. Marie Hrown Bantle and Dorothy Pratt Smith, who have been feeding their husbands, Norman and Harold respectively, three hearty meals a day immediately volunteered. Vada Dahl and Eileen Powers, who had been helping at home, agreed to 'help them. After a satisfying meal of fish and cocoanuts, they all were well enough to explore the Island. Philip Palcic, who had been spending his spare time at Morse's Studio back home, had luckily brought his photographic paraphernalia along and was busy taking pictures of the waves that had lashed the boat to kindling wood. The explorers returned with the news that there were no habitations of any sort on the island and neither land nor boats in sight. The class was. faced with the possibility of re- maining on the island for the rest of their lives. As everyone was homesick and dissatisfied with the island, the class voted to name the island, Pleasant Island, just to be contrary. They decided that the sooner they determined who should do which the better off they would be. Marie, Dorothy, Vada and Eileen were to organize a restaurant. Walter Denea and Lester Prince, who had been working on farms back in Gowanda, were to see that the cooks had something to cook. Edward Funk, who had been staying at home, also was to help them. Philip Palcic declared they needed a bank and set out to coin monev and build a bank. Philip had worked in the Bank of Gowanda and therefore was the very one to do this. II Even such scoffers as the class of '29 thought they should have a church. Elizabeth Smith, who had been taking a course in Bible work, volunteered to start a Sunday School and Epworth League. Frank Wells, a worker in the Pratt Garage at Perrysburg, built a tent for the cars he intended to manufacture. The class knowing his determination and ability did not scoff al- though many wondered where he would get his materials. DeVaul Myers had another work. He had come on board fresh from playing in a night club in New York The castaways certainly needed some place to play so DeVaul built a platform for his open air night club and brought forth his saxaphone. He and Ellsworth Raymond from Ann Arbor, soon had the whole crowd dancing. Francis Danahy and Arthur Dutton from the Glue Factory and Tannery respectively set up a factory of some sort where they attempted to make cars according to Frank Wells' directions. Benedict Kosmala, who had been working in the Knowlton Warehouse office in Buffalo, with the help of Ivah Smith and Almer Lillie who remained at their Alma Mater to learn more of the mysteries of commerceg directed the office of the Wells Automobile Fac- fOl' . yOlga Davies of Buffalo Normal, Virginia john and Iris Dabolt of Fredonia Normal decided that no self-respecting Island should be without a school. Horace LoGrasso of Cor- nell was appointed professor and Olga, Virginia, and Iris taught the various grades. Mar- gery Alverson, who had finished business school and taken a position in New York but had THE VALLEY BUGLE ANNUAL 27 planned to leave it for Buffalo Normal in September, was the efficient secretary of Prof. Horace Lo Grasso. The three representatives of Bryant-Stratton, Mabel Steinfatt, Isabel Dutton and Reese Rogers were made clerks in Palcic's Bank. Harry 'Green of Iowa State thought the forest on our island should be conserved and therefore appointed himself forest ranger. He trailed the others around and saw to it that they put out their picnic fires. Kenneth George from Haskell, Kansas and Josephine Bunk from Simmon's College, Boston, were running a paper. Isabel Beaver of the University of Buffalo and Catherine Wells, who had been studying at Lima, had each written several books since they landed on the island. Eunice Lay from Haskell, Kansas, had recorded the activities of the class since the M1LL1GAN had been dashed to pieces by the rocks. Katherine Willcox, who had been at St. Mary's, Burlington, New jersey, and Charles Gradisher of Northwestern University had written three books of poetry each. Mary Dorothy Welch of Cornell started a library where their books would be available to all. Their books were published by the George and Bunk Publishing Com- pany, who also printed the PLEASANT ISLAND NEWS. Of course, just as things began to run smoothly and no one cared if he did have to re- main forever, a ship was sighted. A fire was built and after the cooks had waved red tablecloths for ten minutes the ship saw them. The ship turned out to be the HCHOJNAKIU which had been sent to see if there had been any survivors from the MILLIGAN. In a short time the Senior Class of '29 was aboard the ship waving farewell to Pleasant Island. All were delighted to arrive in Gowanda but they intend to return for a short visit to their island some time in the future. G H S DOROTHY TOWNSEND - DOCTORS OF PHILOSOPHY L. Bentley flazilyj. When writing compositions make them short but sweet. A. Cheplo fsleepilyj. Somtimes when Icome home at the break o' day, I hear the birds sing, Tweet, tweet, tweet . It is glorious. It is grand. G. Glair ,fwith a far away look in his eyej. A girl used to be a preserving sweet, but now she is a sour pickle. E. Palcic flooking glumj. Ah! This younger generation is going to the dogs. Ray Baldwin Qvery mournfullyj, Alas! It is the end. The earth is slowing down a second every hundred years. ' C. Davies fso soberlyl. Teachers are all fickle. J. Mentley fdisgustedlyj. I came, I saw, but I don't seem able to do it. R. Kosmala fgrinningj. Girls, girls, I can see thru your paint. D. John Qlooking out of the windowj. All good men have spring fever. L.. Sherman fwith his chin on the palm of his handj. Chemistry is experiment, so is everything else. J. MacGuire fafter finishing a Physics lecturej. And so, Physics tells why automo- biles Hop when going around curves and why we break our necks when we slip on icy sidewalks. IV. CHMIEL --- c. H. s. T BELIEVE IT OR NOT-BUT: Clarence Hatfield has a flame all his own. Lester Andres say that Dewey's flagship is to be preserved-in alcohol. Mr. Baldwin smokes a pipe. Shorthand and History C mix very nicely. The Earth is going too fast around the Sun for comfort according to G. Glair. Buddy Benton has flaming red hair but is growing a black moustachio. Caesar built a ditch six feet deep and sixteen miles long in the third watch. Mr. Wilbur while on a vacation tour thru the VVest threw a mean lasso in a cowboy rodeo. . Many Latin students like Latin. Mr. Wilbur to G. Glair-You talk so loud that I can hear the microbes gnashing their teeth. W .C. 28 THE VALLEY BUGLE ANNUAL C .. 5 JUNIOR CLASS The Value of Common Things l.ite is what we make it. No matter how much we have, or how little, we should malte use of it to the hest of our ahility. lt is true that many have heen much more fortun- ate in many ways than we, hut nevertheless, it is wrong for us to desire what :mother has or to envy him. We were put here on this earth to sh-are the joys and sorrows of life, and we shall gain nothing hy heing remorseful. The glitter and gleam, which portend to make a life of luxury and sophistication, are merely an external shell, for this glitter and Sheen soon tarnishes and turns dull. After all, the incidents ot' life of true value are the love of your fellowmen, the love of gentleness, and the love of nature. People, who accept life as it comes, are the people who are happy. We should he thankful to live among the heautiful things of nature, which God has placed here on this earth, just for us. ln the spring, there are the llowers peeping their tiny heads through the soil, the trees hursting forth into hloom. Later in the season, the llowers, those exquisite hlossoms of wonderment and mystery, burst into their lovely hlooms of lmrightest hue. 'l'hen in the fall comes that season of autumn, when the leaves are tinged with gorgeous and llamhoyant colors, later to fall to the ground and die. liven Win- ter, though somewhat somhre, has a certain, quiet loveliness. All these things are put here for a purpose, and that purpose is for us to love and enjoy them. After all, life is what we make it, however humhle and lowly our environments may he. The common things in life are the worthy things, the lovely things, the desirable things. MARION Correa Q THE. VALLEY BUGLE ANNUAL 29 W 1 0 T From Across the Way U The movin' van has gone away And left the house across the way. The fur-ni--ture is in the yard, And everyone is working hard. The baby cries 'cuz he cannot play In the movin' van that's gone away. Aw, gosh, I can't write a poem! I'm going fishing, Sis! Tell ma when she comes home. The door banged as the clever little pessimist shouldered his fishing rod. Poetry's silly, and gosh, if they'd give y' somethin' to write on! But Sis was not listening. She was reading a letter. This always took her away from the world. Pete guessed he wouldn't say any more about poetry. Better go while the goin's good. Skins' waitin' down by the cave. The cave reached and Skin found, the fishing trip was resumed. Say, Pete, my highbrow bub's just got a letter. Huh! letter? Does he know it? Sa-ay, if he did, well, he'd lose his job I guess. D'ye' think old Br0wn's gonna keep a love-sigk dude in his office after, well, after he's found out he's love-sick and is gettin' etters. Guess not. Sis got a letter, too. Did she? Yep, got a letter and, Gee-jiminy! Wait a minit, Skin. She had some apple pie in the l. ' Pete's voice was lost in the distance. Skin sat down to reflect. Apple pie! Gosh, I didn't think Pete's sister knew that much. How d' y' s'pose she hap- pened to think--to--to be stuck with the ideer that fellers like apple pie: while they're fish- ing? And how d'y' s'pose she thought of it before that letter came? Bet she-gee! Hope she put some cheese in the pack, too. I-Iere'5 Pete! Germz'n' micraphonge! He must'a eat it. Pete panted along the path. Sa-ay, you-you! What'd you wanta tell me she had pie in your knapsack for? Betcha you had a letter yourself, you. G'wan, Skin, I oney said jinney had a pie in the oven and I didn't wanna spoil it 'cuz- 'cuz-well, never mind 'cuz why! 'Cuz why, Pete? Nope, I ain't a gonna say. Aw, Pete, I'se alaz been your pal! I shoulda' got mad about the pie but if you'll say 'cuz why- ? Nope, that's my bizness. If I wanna have a good pie when Mary-well-never mind who's comin' to sup-, never mind. Aw shut up! The boys were pals and when Pete said Shut up, he meant clam closed. Pete fur- nished the food for the hikes and what he said always went like money with Skin. On the return, they again talked of home. Pete, d'y' s'pose these fish'd keep 'till 'morrer? You can-- No! If John can't cook 'em I Will. Gee, maybe Mom or 'linney'd cook 'em for you. Say, do you know-? You don't know why I'n1 glad I got two fish, d'y'? No, I guess not. It's just the same as 'cuz why. H 14 7 30 THE VALLEY BUGLE ANNUAL 'Cuz why, what's 'cuz why? Oh, y' know I went back to grab the letter. Y' didn't take Jinney's letter did y', Pete? Oh yeah, but I gave :it back. What for ? 'Cuz she'd a told Pa, -Sa-ay y' know a new family moved in across from us today? Yeh? Any boys? Dunno, but a squallin' kid wuz there and a kinda' nice girl came and took it in. She had on a pink - Gee Ruzalem! Wonder what Mary'll wear t'nite. No! Well, she had on a pink dress and, say! I'll ast ma if she'll cook it for y'. See ya' in the momin'. Say, Pete. Yeh. Got your poetry all thunk? Nope, have you ? Yep-The bass is in the water still. The trees is on the bank, The pies is in the- Say, Pete, did y' save that pie? Yeh, 'n gosh ! Your thing's swell. Betcha Ill be able to write a better one after Mary goesf. Never mind. It's just 'cuz when after 'cuz who eats 'cuz why's cuz when I'm gonna be able to write 'cuz why! Yeh ! Yeh, say, Skin, there's Sis sittin' on the hammock a readin' a letter. Gee! If I wuz s'much in l-ove I'd knock Mary - 'cuz why I'-d not let a pie burn - Aw, heck. S'long. S'long, Pete. As Skin went toward his rooms, which his brother provided, he again reflected. Mary,-'cuz-why-, fish he'd caught himself, Supper, apple pie! Yep! That's it! Mary Donner's gonna be there t'eat t'nite. Golly ! Here she comes now. 'Evenin', Mary. Hello, Skin. Been fishing again? Yep, And did Peter catch anything? Sure. Then Peter was with you? Yeh and he said he hoped the pie would'n' burn an' maybe he'd be able to write poetry 'cuz why, and that you wuz eaten' with him t'nite and, and-. Peter said what ? And he wondered if your dress'd be pink like the dress the nice girl that just moved in across the street had on-and, and, if he wuz as much in love as jinney he'd knock you fer- Skin-stop! Did Peter say that? in Sure! VVhat's the matter? CGOsh, guess it's spilt now alrightjf' Oh, nothing much, I was going-Say, Skin, what are you doing tonite? Oh, I was goin' over to Pete's, but I'm not gonna butt in on you two. Guess I'll see the show. Oh, Skinney! I'd love to see that! Gee, Mary. It's all right. Peter needn't expect me and I have the money here. Sure, I'l1 call at seven. That's fine, Skin. Say, Skin, your name's Donald, isn't it? l6Yep.!! xx H If H u is U H KI tt H ' 951, . , at T A K , at THE VALLEY BUGLE ANNUAL 3l Oh, I like that, don't you? Well, good-bye. Meanwhile Pete was anxious and nervous. Aw Virginya! Did y' tell 'er not t' come? I mean-Heck I mean--maybe she ain't isn't comin'. I'll call 'er up ! ' But Mary wasn't home and she hadn't started for Peter's house. The following morning Mary walked on the other side of the street and she -didn't an- swer Peter when he spoke. But Peter was still neighborly. In fact he had an idea! He went straight across the street and knocked on the door. Is-is your girl-your daughter-I-I-mean is she going to school this morning? Why, yes! Come on in. She was going alone but I know she'll be glad to go with you. - Louise! - Where do you live ? 'f 'Cross the street. Gee don't you like Louise-I mean, don't you think Louise is a prettier name than Mary ? Why, yes. I always thought so. Peter found Louise a very nice companion. In fact, Louise and Peter were going to sit on Louise's steps and listen to the park concert that evening. Louise said she wanted to know more of the boys and girls if they were all like Peter. Peter was humming and keeping time with the park band and Louise was close beside him. Peter thought Louise's eyes had more of a sparkle than Mary's, and her voice was softer, and her manner was gentler. She lived nearer, too, and she didn't say P e t e r. Petie, do you know these kids coming up the street? I mean this girl and fellow? Me? Oh, yes! That's Mary Donner and Donald. We call 'im Skin. They're both good sports, all right. Louise loked at Petie. Peter called to Mary and Skin. Hello, Miss Donner! Hello, Peter. Say, Skin, y' goin' over to the park? Yep! Wanta come? Sure. During the concert the injured intimacy of Mary and Peter was not mentioned. How- ever, after the girls had been returned to their homes, the boys came back to life. gay, Pete, have y' got your poetry thunk? Y' know t'morrer's Fridayf' .. eps, VVhat'd you poet about? T'aint cuz why, I bet. Nope-Mary uset' be my gurl. But don' aluz rely on friends. Skin went and spilt it all, And now wez just 'cuz whens. But Louise, she lives across the way. She just moved in the other day. And Mary, I'm glad Skin took 'er. She's not half so good since I shook 'er. Louise's got a better dress. Mary seems to look like a mess. And her face ain't half so-. Hey, leggo my neck ! Well, then, promise to leave 'er alone! e Alright 'But-- Pe-t-e-r! It's time to come in! Comin'. As he started for home he broke the promise secretly. Yeh-but Louise is nicer-and- and her mother said---Heck! Anywayz, I hadda have sumpthun' to give the teacher t'morrer. MARION BARR 32 THE VALLEY BUGLE ANNUAL Class History Tonight as I sit here all alone, a, feeling comes stealing and creeping-a feeling of long- ing for the past. Here in the flickering firelight under the spell of fading twilight, I slowly rock myself into that past-that past when we, the Juniors, were happy-go-lucky freshmen and foolish sophomores. Those pleasant memories haunt me and make me wish for those days when I was a member of the FRESHMAN CLASS True we were fun-loving and were always doing the wrong thing. We thought we were pretty big. Why, just think, we were in high school now. Beware, Seniors, don't try to tell us anything. VVe know all you know and much more. I remember the first Freshman meeting. I can still see that notice on the study hall blackboard. Fresh Meet, 3:35, History Room, Very Imp. - I see a dumb Freshman gazing stupidly at the notice, then swaggering up to me in his self-important manner, pound me on the back and retort, Ha, that's a good one. I suppose some Senior wrote that one. Imagine selling fresh meat fin the history room at the hour of 3:35 and calling it important. And they even go so far as to write meat, meet. I hope I never get that dumb. However we managed to find out what the notice meant and experienced our first very informal Freshman Meet. Rushing and pushing, we surged into the history room. When we emerged from the smoldering ruins of the abused history room, the class officers were elected as follows: FRESHMAN OFFICERS President .................................... Helen Fmnkhn Vice-President ................................................-..... Secretary .........,,,.. .......... L onraine Glair Treasurer .................................... Arthur Forness - Class Mother .................................. M iss Winner The year passed along swiftly. We grew and grew-that is, our heads grew-until it became a general worry as to what was to be done f'or more room in the building for the Freshman Class. June and examinations, and now I see myself a member of the: I SOPHOMORE CLASS Our heads had now somewhat diminished in size. VVe received just a faint indica- tion that we didn't know so much after all. We began to look upon the Senior with just a little more respect. Then we made our fatal mistake. We began to ask the Seniors foolish questions and they had the laugh on us. But we continued to wander aimlessly about and found just a little more time to spend more seconds-on our studies. A Soph meeting was called with the following results: SOPHOMORE OFFICERS PfCS1dCHt ,,....,............................... Lorrazne Glaw Vice President ............................ Lloyd Sherman Secretary ,........... ............... A rthm' Forness Treasurer .................... . ............ Elizabeth SChlwCk Class Adviser .................................... MV. Wilhef We managed to pull through the examinations and now we are members of the junior Class. The first meeting was called and resulted: ' JUNIOR OFFICERS President.. .................................... H elen Franklin Vice President ............................ Chester Chfmel Secretary ................ ........ 1 , ..... Allegra Law Treasurer ................................... ...loirdine Glair. Class Mother ........................ M ws Swartzenberg And now I open my misty eyes and concentrate -upon the present. We have passed that stage where we think we know it all. Now we wonder if we know quite enough to ever become a Senior. We toil and labor for the unknown future. ' It seems- shaky, yet we are determined, and we are sure that when next September rolls, around ,we c are going to be members of the.g SENIOR CLASS L THE VALLEY BUGLE ANNUAL 33 Servant enters: Sir VVilber, the Hon. Principal, Mr, R. E. Baldwin would have a Word with thee. Sir Wilber flounging lazily on sofa and readingj: What! I was about to finish my detective story which I have been reading ever since school started last fall. Well, he must never see it. fHides it quickly under covers of his bedj. Let him Wait a minute in the visi- tor's room and I shall be out to see him when I can. . Servant: Very well, Sir. Sir Wilber rushes to the mirror, combs hair, pats collar and tie and brushes clothes hastily, leaves bedroom for visitor's room. Ah, Hon. Principal Baldwin! And now! What can I do for you this time? What! Why hidest thou thy face in thy hands? Art thou in need of more money? Speak, Hon. Principal Baldwin! Whatever thou sayest, Ishall be glad to do. Here now! I can even demand a few bags of money to be brought to us from my treasure room. fIs about to touch servant's bell.j Hon. Baldwin: Stay, Sir Wilber! Money cannot buy everything. Money cannot comfort me, shoulds't thou refuse this, my last request. QVVeeps bitterlyj. I am a man and shoulds't not weep but alas! When a fond friend departeth, it is human nature that the hardest he-man shall cry. Sir Wilber: Hast thou lost a friend, Hon. Baldwin? Say the word, and I shall pay the funeral expenses. I will buy flowers- Hon. Baldwin: Sir Wilber, thou are indeed innocent. 'Tis thou who does cause me to weep. Tomorrow thou dost leave for Falconer. Falconer? It is a place of torment, an earthly hell! Demons lurk in every street corner, money takes wings and flies, leav- ing the residents of Falconer -destitute and always in need of the Charitable Society. Where will thou find luxuries such as these? Where will thou find as good pupils as did attend Gowanda High? Where wilt thou find- A bl-ack mourning train passes window, a sad, long wailing and mourning. RUBENA HUDSON 1- c.. H. s. -- Our English teacher said to us That we should learn to be serious. So when she asked me to write a story, I thought of all the future glory That would be mine if I could show The faculty just what I know. The English teacher was surprised, And said that this she highly prized. My spirits soared at this remark, For nevermore would the future be dark. Mrs. Longley marveled at my narration, Declaring that it would capture the nation. I trembled as I approached the office. For Mr. Baldwin's approval, would my story suffice? My heart beat fast,-at last I was serious! But I almost swooned when he said, Ingenious . I rushed away-to find Miss Winner waiting. I wondered and thought, What a panic I'm making! My seriousness, they tell me, is quite picturesque, So our critic entitled it Humoresque. 4 G. BUNK 34 THE VALLEY BUGLE ANNUAL Perfection Plus Morning, a fiery red ball is over the horizon. Robins twitter and sparrows quarrel. Dew covers the ground and glistens and shines in the early morning sun. A jay lights on a tree near by and from there flies down to pick hungrily at a scrap of bacon left over from our last niglit's supper. A saucy little field mouse creeps close and pokes its cold little nose into the palm of my hand. The morning sun has not yet warmed the air, and I snuggle deeper into the blankets. Red is still asleep. A rustling of leaves attracts my attention and turning my head 1 notice .a very inquisitive garter snake crawling toward me. Picking him up, I hold him in my hand, he coils his little body up and goes to sleep. Crows call and a rooster from a far off barnyard crows as if it were the end of the world. Giving Red a shove I jump out of my blankets and start a fire. With a few dry twigs on the embers left from last night's fire and then some larger bows, I soon had a cheery, comfortable blaze. Red, his face dirty, his hair uncombed, his eyes half opened, stumbles out of the tent. Running down the bank to the creek below we take a plunge into its cold icy water. Then up the bank we trail. Breakfast, steaming hot coffee, bread, and our own mixture' of leftovers from the supper the night before. Our tent folded, and the blankets rolled we started out to enjoy the splendor of the woods and Helds in early morning. Bare- feet rustling on dry leaves, our trousers wet from racing through high grass, happy and carefree are we. Rabbits, their noses quivering, survey us from clumps of briars. Here and there on the paths, snakes coil their tongues darting back and forth like Hames of fire. Red, his face abeam with untold joy, precedes me up the hill, his legs working like pis- tons. Down the gorge we clamber. Huge pines line its banks. Hundreds of feet below, a silvery stream bubbles over rocks and falls, Casting back the refiection of the sun's rays. Winding ever winding Hows the creek. Purple rays rise from it as the heat of the sun ab- sorbs the water. An eagle, its broad wings beating the air, flies down from a lofty pine. Two hawks whirl and hover in the blue sky above, searching always se-arching for prey. Darting here and there among the trees red squirrels grin and chatter at us: R As we view these splendors we know joy can not last forever. For perfection plus is always changed by a minus. But what is life but pluses and minuses? ToM Couz I.. Bull- l 'll give -- c.H.s. - Junior Brilliance you a wallop ln gl. Powers- Don't bother, l wouldn't know how to eat it. -T G. H. s. -- Clerk- How'll you have it-a cuff in the pants and a belt in the back? Tough junior- Say, do you want a sock in the nose? -T G. H. s. 1 A. Ward- Who gave you that black eye P il. Ward- Nobody, I had to fight for it. -- G.H.S.-1- D. Lash-'fl can tell you to the quart how much water runs over the Niagara Falls B. Van Ormer- Well, how much ? D. Lash- Two pintsf' -L c.H.s. -- Junior Review Class Giggler ........................ Lorraine Glair ClassVLovers .......... .......... P oily Unger - Chester' Chmiel Class Conceit ........ .......... B il! Van Ormer Class Joke ........ ....... f 01m Lewis Class Talker ............. ...... G ladys Danker! Class Athlete ........................ Boyd Dioxtador Class Weight Man ................ Angelo Rizzo Class Wise Cracker .............. John Powers THE VALLEY BUC-LE ANNUAL 35 SOPHOMORE CLASS Essay of Senior flllustrious?l Fred Feernot stopped for a moment on his trusty horse, Challenger. Ahal villain, I spy you! Thou shalt not escape melu cried he. Soon l shall be filling thee full of lead and other metals. But, sad to say, Challenger slipped and broke a leg, so Fred Feernotls revenge will have to come later. v G. H. s. 4-- Essay of Sophomore flxloblel Upon perceiving the numerous and divers heavenly constellations arranged in inextri- cable intricacy in the heavens, it is inevitable that l ponder indefinitely concerning the pal- try insignilicance of the genus of primates called man. llut despite his physical incapacity, the aforesaid species of quadruped, due to his in- estimable intellectual abilities has overcome enormous impediments, and ascended from the ranks of the groveling mammalians to the exceedingly enviable position of the supreme ruler of the earth. However, despite his unprecedented accomplishments, l predict that, countless mille- niums hence, this indomitable creature shall be annihilated by hordes of abominable inver- tebrates evolved by the laws of evolution from the insect which will persevere and create an original and more satisfactory civilization on the earth, REVERDY BALDWIN 36 THE VALLEY BUGLE ANNUAL Cowanda High ---- 500 Years Hence fTaken more or less indirectly from Einstein tlzcoryj It is the year of our Lord 2430, exactly 500 years since our ancestors made preparations to graduate as the first Senior class from the, then new, Gowanda High. What changes have since transformed the very atmosphere of the school! How many hundred of studious heads have since passed from the gates of our Alma Mater! I was graduated in 2429 and had come back this year as an alumnus to show off my sophistication before the struggling students in the school just as alumni for countless pre- ceding years had done. I returned home aboard a rocket-ship from a vacation at my French summer home. The journey, five hours long, was very tedious and I w-as quite bored by the time the rocket-terminal in New York was reached. Going to the hangar, I boarded my private quadruple-motor aeroplane and arrived at the Gowanda airport in a short time. The streets were teeming with traffic, so I took the Elevated to the school. A great im- provement the tubes under the Cattaraugus river proved to be instead of the overhead bridges. The building was an imposing edifice, being twenty stories in height. My heart swelled with pride. I thought of how it had started in 1930 with only three stories and little or no equipment, to its present proportions. As I stepped upon the threshold, the heavy steel doors automatically opened. The hall- way teemed with pupils hurrying to and from classes. Elevators, operated by robots, whisked them up and down to their destinations. One group was riding up and down for sheer pleasure when a professor approached, and as usual, put an end to their pastime. Corridors, leading off the main hallway were lined with classrooms, large and roomy. Am- plifiers had been installed in each, that every student might hear the professors' lectures. The pupils had still the playful antics in class-room that their ancestors had before them and, I think will continue to have until the end of time. They playfully leveled their dis- integrator-ray pistols at the professor's charts and wiped away all traces of the chalk illus- trations. The time honored punishment of course resulted-the taking away of the offen- sive weapon. The poor, primitive science students of the twentieth century, who struggled with the simple chemistry and physics of those days-mere child's play-would have been thorough- ly bewildered with the science problems presented in our laboratories. An elementary course in astronomy was offered. The professor, Baldwin by name, was a famed astrono- mer, having been preceded for countless years by equally famed ancestors in the study of the universe. Small, twenty-foot telescopes were installed by the side of each individual's desk. The astronomy room was of course on the twentieth floor, the ceiling of which was a single massive skylight. Being pressed for time, I hurriedly scanned the gymnastic proceedings, then went thru the rest of the school. The International language was taught in place of English, how- ever, many pupils studied the classical Greek and Latin, popular for years in high schools. Thru ages of research work, the history courses had been lengthened. I-Iistory A-B-C covered all from the civilization of the lost Isle of the Atlantic to the present 2430. But of course the matured minds of modern students easily grasped this extended course. B'ut my time was at an end, for I was about to hop over to the mongol empire for a short visit. Bidding good-bye to a few of my favorite teachers, I left aboard the passenger dirigible for China. E. B. -+- c. H. s. -- Dreams and a Fireside The fire blazes They rise with heat With a steady light. And Hre supreme Its heat is fierce. And then are gone. But, oh, sustaining heat Their beauty which Burn on, burn ong But a moment ago For in the center Shone radiantly, Of this fiery abyss Has cooled to ashes 'Tis like my dreams, Of Loneliness. That struggle, struggle But was not someone For existence. The better for the light? E. WILLCOX Yi . . ,T . THE VALLEY BUGLE ANNUAL 37 School Etiquette Upon arriving at school you should slam the door so as to help those who are studying, stop and talk on the stairs about the night before, and then run madly up the remainder of the stairs. If your study room is on the top Hoor, manage to call to someone on the first floor, thereby attracting attention. After removing your wraps, stand in the hall or rush -about the building trying to find out an assignment which you missed the day before, because you were busy writing a letter. Upon securing the assignment, manage to find someone who always has her lessons and proceed to copy it. Meanwhile beg a stick or two of gum and chew vigorously. It makes the brain work better. When you have the lesson copied, walk noisily out of the room. Of course, it is always advisable to wear leather heels, otherwise you might not be noticed. Before going to your room as the bell rings, find someone to gossip with, so that you arrive late enough to have your name crossed off the slip. Always reach your classes late, then the teacher is in better humor for the remainder of the period. If you have been absent the day before, forget your excuse so you will be able to go after it. Before going, don't neglect to cast an ugly look at the teacher for mak- ing you go. Take your time returning and stumble all the way to your seat. When asked a question, shake your head or don't answer at all. It saves time and energy. i Always be respectful to your teacher. If she is reading talk at the same time, so she cannot be heard. This is a suitable way to indicate that you are not interested. ' Never inconvenience yourself! On the stairs, always go on the side where there are the fewest, and push anyone who is in your way, including the teachers. Manage to have a teacher speak to you about this. It gives you a feeling of importance. Use the back stairs, if you like. Others will be glad' to get out of your way. During fire drills, talk loudly, so that you will be called out of line and thus, some of the students may think you have the privilege of not practicing fire drills. Stay in y-our study room during assembly as you have more freedom there. If you are called out, be sure to drop a pencil or book to denote your apparent interest in the talk. Then giggle noisily, so you will be the object of concern. VVith these as examples, it is the general understanding throughout the school that our conduct is far above average and should be appreciated. C Pj E. FARRELL aiu G. H. s. -- V The Death Plunge It was night, dreary and cold. The wind shrieked diabolically in the bare branches. The rain fell in icy torrents. All was dark and foreboding. A solitary laborer was plodding wearily along the railroad track, defying the elements. VVith every step he took, the roar of the swollen river nearby increased. Suddenly he stopped abruptly, horrified at what he beheld. Where once had been the huge bridge that spanned the river, was now only empty space, with the jagged rocks and raging torrent below. The far-away whistle of an approaching train restored the man to his senses. In- stantly he realized the dire peril of the train. He must stop it from the terrible plunge into the gaping maw. Dropping all tools but his lantern, he rushed along the railroad. The rain almost blinded him, the wind, screaming, thrust forth icy lingers to drag him back, but he struggled on, with one purpose-to save the train! The whistle of the limited shrieked, now much closer than before. The man realized he would be too late. Although he gave up hope, he kept up his race with death. But, no! He was not too late! He reached the curve in the track before the onrush- ing mass of steel, and, a sob of terror in his throat, frantically waved his lantern to and fro. He listened, wild-eyed, for the screeching of the brakes. But, alas, no sound came to his ears. Instead came a crash which shook the earth, a detonating roar, the rending of steel, and the screams of the dying. He had forgotten to light his lantern! REVERDY BALDWIN 38 THE. VALLEY BUGLE ANNUAL The Color of High Schools QBeing a slice of veri-colored baloneyj Green-the color of Freshmen who enter fresh from the grades. It brings to mind new verdure, soft and sweet, as are the Freshmen. Soft is their endurance against a Sen- ior's rebukes, and sweet their disposition, undimmed by regents. They are green with freshness and green with envy of Seniors. Red-the color of Sophomores, the wild babies. They think they're about the hottest bunch in town. VVatch them look over a Freshman with a cool, discerning eye but just watch them quake in a Senior's presence. They are like a balloon, puffed up and full of hot air. Orange-the color of juniors, the braggarts. They are comprised of two colors, red be- cause they still think they're qulite It and yellow because they're ashamed to admit it. Yes, this conceit fredj mingled with cowardice tyellowj results in orange a warm, arguing color. Well the Juniors have to argue to maintain their prestige. White-the color of Seniors, our high and mighty. Whiite, not for purity, but because it is composed of all colors. The Seniors are braggarts fredj, they argue torangej, they are afraid of responsibilities to come Cyellowj, they are inexperienced as to the world tgreenl, and they stand true to the school Qbluej. Also, they are very dignified Qin a Frosh's presencej and so' have no color at all fblackj. Brown-the color of teachers, those awesome creatures. They have mostly dignity tblackj with a little spice of life tredj, and possibly a little cowardice tyellowj of their lord and master, our principal. Black-the color of our principal, that dreadful ruler of our little universe. He seems all dignity -and nothing else. ELIZABETH W1LLcox KK Y! Sophomore G. H. s. ? A Dream---Interrupted I sat one -day lin history class VVith nothing at -all on my brain, just the monotonous hum of voices As I gazed through the window-pane. Gradually the voices grew fainter As my head began to droop, Yet I knew I couldn't be sleeping 'Cause I glanced up and saw Vincent Rupp. Mary, Henry, Bula, and Ed, Fred and Bob, Gordon and jack, Everybody was in his place. Why everything was there in fact! And yet it was all -different. We laughed without care or heed, just Supposin': VVe saw Mrs. Longley chewing gum. The schoolhouse shook with our merry din E'en the teacher joined in, indeed. Then suddenly all was silent. - A deadly stlillness pervaded all As from a far-off world I heard a voice sharply call. Hey, what's all this-a dream? I murmured as my senses slow returned. I gazed around in blank surprise. The teacher had 'waked me, I learned. Into the teacher's twinkling eyes I looked, Then to the others in laughter bent, For I had slept and dreamed in class, But-just imagine my embarrassment! F.. B. c. H. s. -- ' We didn't get a new etiquette rule at each assembly. Reverdy Baldwin could collect all Soph dues. Mr. Wilber didn't mention report cards at every assembly. JessieAPliss had Katherine Pnatt's retiring air. Fred Trapp spent less time flirting with the teachers after school. Vincent Rupp got some English assignments done. a We gave one-minute speeches in assembly as Mr. Baldwin does. Mr. Ferguson shouted from the third Hoor to Miss Kiefer on the first. Mr. Wilber was not standing in the halls before school. ' .qi y THE VALLEY BUGLE ANNUAL 39 FRESHMAN CLASS A New Experience I eagerly awaited the day when I would become a Freshman. It came sooner than I expected. On my first day of high school I went to the professor's office to receive nec- essary instructions about the different rooms, periods and rules of the school. I was im- pressed by the way these rooms and periods were arranged. I was nervous but the profes- sor soon set me at ease. I was given a list with the different rooms and periods written on it. I felt uncomfortable when I went to my home room but was surprised to find every- one smiliing a joyous welcome. The first few days I confused the rooms and periods. One period I was anxiously looking fora study room tas the rooms were not well organizedj and also for a friend. I opened a door to a supposed study room. I did not see the friend so I went in the door- way backwards and shut the door. The door opened and I came out in a hur1'y for the room I had stumbled into was a clothes closet. The pupils who saw, doubled up from laughter. I did not blame them because I had such a funny expression on my face. I was bewildered but I soon joined the inerriment. Ileing ainew pupil, I was treated with consideration by the teachers. Gradually the uncomfortableness I had felt at first disap- peared. One day I went to the study hall and sat at my desk. I received a very uncom- fortable feeling. Un looking .I found a tack placed on my seat by a mischievous school- boy. That wasn't a very nice impression. I have made some very likeable acquaintances among the students and teachers. Iam enjoying my freshman year very much. josicifii SKocZYLAs Freshman 40 THE VALLEY BUGLE ANNUAL. Freshmanis Impression At last came the day when I passed all my preliminary subjects, and was promoted to the Freshman class. I remember throwing back my shoulders and sticking out my chest, the day I received my preliminary certificate. Iwas suddenly brought down from my high horse when a tall, skinny fellow with large horn-rimmed glasses pushed me out of the way and glared at me. Under his ferocious stare and his mutterings about the measely fresh- man, I grew very meek and stole off in another direction. I had not gone two steps when 1 bumped into another fellow much the same kind as the first one. This time I beat a hasty retreat toward the outside door, just in time to miss a well-aimed kick. Later I learned these tall skinny fellows who wore horn-rimmed glasses were Seniors, who hated Freshmen. The next morning I had forgotten all about the Seniors and again was getting up on my high horse. Under the staring eyes of my classmates, I walked in the study hall and stiffly took my seat, not looking to the right or left. A short time later, I was asked to come to the desk where I was given a white card and told to make out my course of study. I took the card and walked back to my seat with my head very erect. I put down six subjects on the card and returned it to the desk. I knew you could only take four subjects unless you were exceptionally bright, but I considered myself among the best. I thought the teacher stared at me very queerly but didn't say a word. Ten minutes later when I was just ven- turing to look around a bit I was asked to go to the professor's office. So I left my seat and went in search of the office. I went into five or six rooms and still no office was found. I had grown careless and as I opened the door to another room, I was looking be- hind me and didn't see where I was going. Suddenly I found myself in the midst of those skinny looking Seniors. Instantly there was a mad rush and I was caught in the milling mass of Seniors. I was very indignant at my treatment and demanded them to let me go. At this a loud burst of laughter went up which made me shiver in fear. They thought it was quite a joke to have a Freshman demand anything from a Senior. Someone suggested a little cold water to cool me off and I was instantly rushed to a nearby fountain. My head was completely submerged in cold icy water and held there some time. When I was allowed to withdraw it I was coughing and sputtering in an at- tempt to get the water from my lungs. Ther next thing I knew I was being tossed in a blanket by the crazed Seniors. I went up and hit my head five or six times and then found myself on the floor in a very dazed condition. With this the Seniors left me to myself. I finally got up and with some difficulty found the professor's office. I was now a very meek boy and made a very funny appearance in my torn clothes and dripping hair. The professor didn't seem to be a bit alarmed and went about helping me to make out my course. Once I even saw a slight grin on his face as if he thought it was funny. After that day I learned to respect the Seniors and not to become so prou-d. After all,', I thought, a Freshman isn't so much. Wait until I get to be a Senior. DoUG1.As FORNESS -- c. H. s. i THE LADDER OF SUCCESS 100W Idid. 9070 I will. SOR I can. 70? I think I can. 60W I might try. S0'Za I suppose I should. 4022 VV'hat is it? 3071 I wish I could. 2079 I don't know. l0'Za I can't. OW I won't. THE VALLEY BUGLE ANNUAL 4l lf I Could Be My Parentis Parent For a Week If I could be my parent's parent for a day there would be quite a few changes at my home. In the first place, pop wouldn't have to do the dishes, mom would. Both of them would be able to stay out after dark only when attending a movie, otherwise, they would have to retire at seven o'clock. I would give them an allowance every week with wliich they could do as they pleased. When they came home from school I would let them have a little recreation, then they would have to get at their studies until bedtime. In regard to health practices they would have to clean their teeth and take a bath twice a week. I would keep pop from smok- ing and if I caught him smoking, I'd make him feel sorry for himself. He wouldn't get out every night to play baseball until after he did a little work as I don't think it would hurt him. As to mother I would let her takeit easy except for doing a little housework. Mom and pop woul-d have to go to church every Sunday and do a lot of praying. In regard to report cards, I would watch them, and if any low marks were found, I would ask Professor Baldwin what was wrong. And that is how I would treat my parents if I were their parents for a Week! BY JAMES GOLCAR Freshman --- G, H. s. - The Freshman Party A party! It is the custom for every class to have one during the school year. Even the Freshmen are allowed this privilege. For awhile it probably looked as though the Freshmen this year would let this oppor- tunity for a good time slip by. However Miss Stenger's efforts finally brought results and for a couple of weeks there was much hustle and bustle, so to speak, on the part of the Freshmen. Blue and gold were elected the Class colors, committees were formed and speak- ing of the financial end, dues were collected. The date was set for Friday, March 17th and that afternoon the committees reported at the Odd Fellows' Hall on Jamestown street and decorated the walls and ceiling with the class colors. That night the party began at about eight o'clock and it was soon in full swing. A few members of the faculty accepted our invitations and came probably to see how the Fresh- men could behave. Music was furnished by a five piece orchestra which tempted those who couldn't dance into trying. I might say there were a number of such cases. 'Games were also played between the dances. Then came the refreshments, punch and wafers certainly taste good when you're warm from dancing and a few fellows who didn't care to dance found entertainment at the punch bowl. The party continued until almost twelve o'cl0ck. Then after a grand march, we left and the party had certainly been a success. JOE MURPHY --H cz. H. s. -- A STARTERS THAT PUT POWER OF SPEECH INTO MOTION Van Ormer: Wal! Yeh see- Glair: Heh! I- Hatfield: Mmmmm! Cwith a crescendoj Raymond Baldwin: What? Oh! Yes- Ross: Trala-la-la. It- Mentley: O-lee-O-lay-hee-hoo. Yes- Davies: Yea, truly- 42 THE VALLEY BUCLE ANNUAL The Road of Knowledge t Freshmen! Why suffer and burn the midnight oil? Let's start a campaign and find the long road of knowledge! Those in favor, say Aye, others keep silent. A long Aye sent the room, echoing and re-echoing. A slick group started out, knapsack on back. Up hill and down, on and on the Fresh- men trudged, from September to june. The long road was only a part traversed. Many dropped out but the others marched on. , The Freshmen walked as far as possible. A lonely hut met their gaze. Hastening to it, they were astonished by the restful scenes. It was so refreshing after the long walk. The president knocked on the door. No response! Throwing open the door, the group entered. Boats, bats and balls, raquets, bathing suits and all things imaginable were scat- tered hither and thither. On the table lay a note from that dignified, wise man, the professor! It read: It is now vacation. From now until September you may rest and enjoy yourselves. VVhen fall comes, you must trudge on again, not as Freshmen, but as Sophomores, y 0 u r comrades, who were left behind, must st-art again! Others will take your place. Wish them luck! May they reach the end of the road and become Seniors! Here's to success and Com- mencement for all ! A With a cry of joy, the group skipped out to enjoy themselves for they were no longer Freshmen, but Sophomores! ,, JENNIE POLLEN -ff c.. H. s. Z 4 Spring ls Here Spring has come and with it came, Sunshine, flow'rs and cooling rain. I can't wait until the time When I'll no longer hear the school bell chime, Soon we'll don our bathing suits And go swimming in happy groups. Children are singing on the street, Poo Poo Pa Do, turn off the heat. In the farm yard, cows are mooing In his carriage baby's cooing. In the pastures horses are neighing. In the meadows flowers are saying: Spring is here. , ANNA CARLSON -- c.H.s. -- It was a dark and dreary night, When they got home and to bed, And the kids, certainly were a sight. They put wet cloths around their heads, There were easily thirty They ached in limb from head to toe All messy and dirty, All they did was snore and blow, It was the Freshman party. The Freshman party was over. Bum' BURY THE SCHOOL BAND 44 THE VALLEY BUGLE ANNUAL The G. H. S. Band Most readers of our Valley Bugle are familiar with the life history of our famous school band which was organized about two years ago. Therefore, I will not recapitulate upon its formation and many struggles since birth. However, I must admit that I am ex- ceptionally proud of the many boys and girls that I have with me as honor members of both Junior and Senior organizations and, especially pleased with their achievement musically in such short periods of time. The public schools are at present offering training to thousands of instrumentalists, some of whom should eventually take their places in our symphony orchestras and concert bands, supplanting the imported and foreign-born musicians that heretofore constituted the membership of these great organizations, hence our struggle toward attainment of per- fection and QUALITY, if possible . Although G. H. S. is but one of many thousands of school bands, we do not hold the lofty ideal of producing a band of artists nor do I think that every student that joins our ranks will become professionals any more than to have the assumption that every child that studies geography will be giraffes , but I do know that we are having lots of fun Hmusically' and will continue to have so long as we observe the rules of the game, figuratively speaking--- according to Hoyle . VVhat we play, we wish to play well. There is no fun in playing just any old way. We are governed by specific rules of music, the same as there are certain rules in a ball gameg and, get our fun out of it by imitating experts in music as well as our colleagues in their games of sport,---trying to follow these said rules and thinking---some day--- I'll show Babe Ruth something! The majority of our boys and girls are not wrapped up in music, they play in the school band because they like it, and enjoy it, just playing a few credits to function in a pleasure- giving social group, and to serve their school by playing for the several basketball and baseball games during the school year. This rule of Hoyle was very plainly demonstrated to me once during our past school year when several members of the band got the idea that they wanted an orchestra, wanted to play the popular music of the day, etc. Several of the proposed members put the propo- sition up to me, trying to sound me out on the idea---and making the issue paramount that they were getting tired of playing scales, major-minor-chromatics and those horrid ar- peggios . , We donft think that Walt Whiteman or Rudy Vallee fooled away their time on this kind of junk. Quite true, quite true, I admitted. Have you the personnel arranged for your dance band? Sure, came the response, us three and three others. KK How about a pianist? Oh, we have two we can get. 61 I'm going to be the pianist, spoke up a promising little brunette. Very well,', I said, and as the pianist of a dance band must be of exceptional talent it will be necessary for you to pass an intelligence test. Intelligence test? Why I thought you only wanted a musician? Do you get the point? Well, too bad. We lost a musician. But, now---after two years of routine work, we have several student orchestras and I might add that they are close upon the heels of Walt and Rudy. Our ranks are growing fast and we welcome all that are interested in this line of sport. Don.'t be a piker and regret, come on in and get your feet wet. That's where the fun comes in. There are about sixty or seventy that have been delayed joining the bandg waiting for the new school building. You can see now what we are up against. After looking over the blue pnints, I find that the auditorium is entirely too small. But never mind---we'll use the roof garden. , R. Myers, Conductolr 'Q Q, '-- .u v 5, ' s. lu' THE VALLEY BUGLES ANNUAL 45 Sound from the Band Room REHEARSAL Prof. Myers, Conducting Tuning up Forness, the horn player: Pull out that pretzel of yours about a foot! You're too sharp. To his daughter, Bassoon player: That stove pipe of yours seems clogged. Blow it outll' To Saxophone players: You flock of geese back there, step on it! Sounds like a muilled ostrich on the Sahara desert with its head buried during a sand storm. To Bass players: Well! What are you growling at? Bark on the beat and that's all. To drummers: 'lThere goes the skin section! Off on a tangent again with a loose head. To baritone player: Go easy on that instrument, Do you want to blow it all out of shape? To clarinet section: C just missed some high onesj Squawking again, huh ? To trombones: Can't you get enough noise out of those slides without pulling them all apart? To Angelo---ftrombonist, who just hit a nice blue onej If you'd push that sliding accordion up into the second position, it would sound sweeter. To cymbal player: fafraid of being heardj What seems to be the trouble with those crash marks, don't be afraid of smashing those skillets, slam them I To beginner: Don't blow out your cheeks, you scare me, I'm afraid you'll bust. To Eb clarinet player: I would sure like to hear that gob-stick once in a while. To trumpet section: Can't you buglers read a time signature yet? Use your head occasionally. To Bass-drummer at ball game: Drop that maul you have and listen, You thump away like an eight-day clock that's been stopped for a week. ' ' Karin Myers 1- G. H. s. --. Mon cher friend, Comment allez-vous today? je. suis fine, merci, et j'espere that vous etes the same. Le Soleil est shining et les fleurs sont commence to bloom et il est very jolie regarder la grand bleu sky. X La next semaine, j'aimerai that vous come me visiter chez moi, quand la woods sont en bloom. Nous marcherons et have some picniques and ferons other things. S'i1 vous plait repondre soon. ' ' - -' y V ' ' Tres sincerely yours ' ' L. Puss it Eg, V 5 -t i 4- , 46 THE VALLEY BUGLE ANNUAL The Glee Club Trees with branches gently swaying, Dainty music softly playing, Not a breath of stirring air, Happy silence reigning there. Then lol behold ---- the spell is broken, Who is this that now hath spoken? Ah! Mr. lialdwin now appears And this announcement smites our ears--- These performers seek a change-H The girls claim they have wider range-- So while the orchestra now rests The girls are having their first testsf' Now they come Hling in---sedate? No! Some are early, others late--- Across the platform this array Slowly and wearily wends its way. The struggling line seems now to bend, The girls all gather at one end, The leader looks at them---they start, And now we see them guiltily part, This time, gathere-d 'round the middle, They represent a Chinese riddle, Ruthie regards them in despair--- Then signals to begin the Hair . Oh! Was it the range of which Prof spoke? Well, let me say, that was no joke, For some have reached the second HC' While others still are down on DU y Now while we hear the introduction The audience considers an abduction, The girls screech and lo, The noise with gusto seems to flow--- A final crash---a roaring din, The orchestra comes filing in, The girls run Off, ah, great relief! But, sh, 1'll tell you my belief--- It isn't Ruthie's fault we're bad, The whole affair is really sad. She certainly is not to blame If we apparently lack fame. For twice a week it is we meet, And while we all sing Tweet, tweet tweet,' Our leader pounds out all the time So we can sing the notes sublime. But as a few of us sit there . And merely occupy a chair, Refusing staunchly to join in And help the others while they sing. But spend our time in having fun, ' And cracking wise about the way its done Singing words that are not there To a tune that is not fair. And resting when we feel the urge, Then joining with a great big splurge. Trying teache-r's patience great, What should we really ask of Fate? So when we meet the public dear, If we shake, visibly, with fear, Who's to blame for our mistake--- For the lesson learned too late? And it's rumored, so I hear, The glee club will be mixed next year, just think how awful THAT WILL BE To have it lack ALL HARMONY. So c'mon girls, give the public dear Something to remember when they hear The voices mixed---a far worse fate Than we've been guilty of to date. And public, won't you give the girls a hand To let them know you understand That though you know the rendering is bad You really are most awfully glad THAT OUR HIGH SCHOOL IS NOT A DUB -n AT LEAST IT BOASTS A GIRL'S GLEE CLUB? ' G. Hayes A i if , . 1 lea '53 u - ffleif ' f t THE VALLEY BUGLE ANNUAL 47 The Orchestra Gowanda High School has had in the course of her history, many orchestras, good, bad and indifferent. The most successful attempt of High School pupils to produce music was begun three years ago, when Fred Parciany was appointed leader of the so-called orchestra consisting of eight would-be violinists and a moth-eaten piano. Later several clarinets were added and soon the orchestra was growing to beat the ban-dg fthat is in tal- ent. The band has always exceeded us in me re numbersj. Finally we were growing so proficient at the manly art of disturbing the public peace that they allowed and even invited us to play for commencement. The next year, the orchestra grew so large that we, and our implements, completely filled the drawing room. It was still evident, however, that there was considerably more dis-- cord than music. At this point, several violinists deserted the ranks, causing the remaining fiddlers to saw more violently than ever to be heard above the turmoil. That year also we played 'for the graduation exercises, much to the discomfort of our listeners. This year has been, to some extent, a reward for the strugglers of the preceding years. We now enjoy playing what we erroneously term as music. True, the orchestra is but a shadow of its former self due to the unavoidable losses, but what we lack in quantity, we have made up in quality. Alas! What will the poor orchestra do in the future, without the incomparable talent of Louise Pliss and Walter Chmiel to say nothing of Raymond Baldwin fmuliied guffaws from the assembled populacej. Mr. Parciany is the one who is directly responsible for the success of our orchestra. When there are but a few at practice, we play sweet chamber music. When there are many we have a great symphony. All is harmony when he is conducting. We only wish that our next year will be as successful as this. I The orchestra was busily wallowing through a selection when some queer sounds were heard from the cello section. The orchestra is brought to a stop and the conductor demands in a very gruff voice, What's the matter over there? Er---well, sir, stammered Rever-dy, I was playing the wrong piece. Louise Pliss Piano Ralph Schaack, jr. Violin Ella Saalfield Violin Raymond Baldwin Violin Walter Chmiel Clarinet Levina Snyder Trumpet Charles Markham Trumpet Lester Andres Saxaphone Chester Chmiel Saxaphone Angelo Rizzo Trombone Reverdy Baldwin, Cello Clyde Colvin Drums RAYMOND BALDWIN FOOTBALL ng Crouse Murphy Joh right-Loderg Thompson: row, left to Top ag Kewley Manager, Lloyd Sherman mal OS entleyg K M rg Barnes te Doxta 115 Second row-Coach, Howard Fergusong Bento Chmiel Cheplog wg Glairg Forneesg Barto ,, hird row T OSS ireg R H1 ck Bi Templeg POW urth Fo cRae M VET Ca B Malekg Forness 35 Seved 02 ang Farleyg L W.. T0 Fifth 50 THE. VALLEY BUGLE. ANNUAL QW hletic FOOTBALL Never before has the student body of this school supported any team as it supported the team of last fall. At every game, at home or away, we were cheered on by throngs of stu- dent rooters. It is partly due to their faith in the team that I say that Gowanda enjoyed a most successful football season. The other part, of course, is due to the remarkable brand of football displayed by the squad. VVe lost three games but this does not lessen the great- ness of the team, for one must consider that Gowanda played the most difficult teams ever scheduled by this school. Saturday, the fifth of October, Gowanda made a long and tiresome journey to Wil- liamsville and won rather easily by a score of 13-6. The following week we played at Fre- donia and lost by a score of 7-2. This was the most exciting and thrilling game of the year. VVhen the final whistle blew Gowanda was on Fredonia's six yard line after a spectacular march down the field---Gowanda made sixty-six yards in six downs and needed only the ex- tra play to put the ball over. Our next game took us to Allegany. VVe lost by the narrow margin of one point, 14- 13. An offside after the last touchdown gave Allegany the winning point although the kick did not go over the bars. Kewley and F-orness were Gowanda's stars in this game. East Aurora played in Gowanda for our first home game of the season. Gowanda won 7-O. This was a very close and thrilling contestg misfortunes and spectacular plays thrilled the large home crowd. East Aurora, when the battle was over, left the field badly battered and bruised and minus the services of three regulars who had been injured in the fray. Depew was our next victim. Although Gowanda won 13-0, the brand of football dis- played by our warriors was far below par. The only interest of the game was provided by the plucky Depew team when they threatened to score repeatedly on a well developed pass- ing attack. 1 After a much earned rest the Gowanda team met Salamanca. The opposing team showed her superiority over Gowanda and won 13-O. The score shows that it was a noble battle. Salamanca made touchdowns early in the first quarter and late in the last. Chmiel and Mentley, linemen, played an exceptionally fine game for Gowanda. Chmiel was finally forced out of the game due to a wrenched knee. Although Salamanca had all the material advantages, it would not be fair to complain for they played better football and won. Our last game was played at home against Hamburg. Diz Glair gained repeatedly through their line for the first touchdown. Later Forness made another on a beautiful run around right end. Making one of the points after touchdown Gowanda made a total of 13 points against none for Hamburg. It was our custom this year to have a game- captain chosen before each game by Coach Ferguson. The game-captain was to have full charge of the team for the game for which he had been chosen. Below is a complete summary of the games and their respective cap- tains. . October 5 Gowanda 12, Williamsville 6 Tubby Bartow 12 2, Fredonia 7 Red,' Benton I9 13, Allegany 14 Alex Cheplo 26 7, East Aurora 0 Gerald Kewley November 2 13, Depew 0 Diz Glair 16 .0, Salamanca 13 john Mentley H H , 23 13, Hamburg 0 Howard Ross The following is a list of the members of the team who received letters: G. Bartow, G. Benton, F. Barnes, R. Kosmalo, G. Glair, A. Forness, G. Kewley, B. Doxtader, A. Cheplo, W. Chmiel, H. Ross, G. Crouse, j. Mentley,'C. john, Mgr. Sherman. The following is a list of the members of the team who received squad letters: R. Bickmire, G. Temple, J. Murphy, W. Thompson, D. Forness, W. Malek, J. McGuire, W. Van Ormer. THE VALLEY BUGLE. ANNUAL BASKET BALL Back row, left to right-Daviesg Kosmalag Johng Murphyg Hammer Front row-Palcicg Rossg Doxtader: Corbitg Mr. Ferguson 5-x TRACK K Back row-Fornessg Chmielg Daviesg Spiresg Glairg Pnwersg Bacheng Bentong Bickmire Front row-Murphyg Polleng Kosmalag Johng Fornessg Crouse: Kewleyg Theong Youngbergg Rupp 52 THE. VALLEY BUGLE ANNUAL Basketball VVinning two games, both from Ellicottville, Gowanda finished the basketball season with the same percentage as last year and in the same place---fifth. Although not considered a championship aggregation, Gowanda was much respected by all the teams in the circuit . Then, too, We were perhaps the best represented team in the league. At every out of town game some enterprising student would take it upon himself to solicit funds from the students and then hire a bus to take them to the game. This unques- tionable enthusiasm shows that a loser can be popular. Next year the team will be able to play in its own gymnasium and as the material available is most promising everyone has been predicting great improvement in our stand' ing in the league. The lettermen are: Captain Boyd Doxtader, Louis Brown, Rudolph Kosmala, Marvin Fose, Cecil john, Edward Corbett, Howard Ross, and Manager Ernest Palcic. The squad lettermen are: Charles Davies. joseph Murphy and Lawrence Hammer. -- G. H. s. -- Track Saturday, May 3, Gowanda High School started her track season by making a long trip to Dunkirk and competing against that school. Gowanda lost by a score of 63-32. This score indicates that Gowanda will again bring honors home from the various meets this year for Dunkirk is a much larger school than Gowanda and had many more men entered in each event. Ed. Theon, Gowanda, was high scorer of the meet with 13 points. He scored first in the broad jump and the 220 yd. dash and second in the 100 yd. dash. This is a remarkable feat inasmuch as he beat Domenico in the 220 yd. dash and he was the man who represented this section in the dashes at the state meet last year. Other scorers for Gowanda were: Cecil john, first in the half mile and second in the mileg Art Forness, first in the 440 yd. dash 3 Vincent Rupp second in the hurdlesg Kewley, third in the hundred yd. dashg Bickmire, third in the high jump, and Glair third in the shot put. Safllfflay, May 10, found the Gowanda Squad at Salamanca competing in the Inter- Scholastic meet. Salamanca won the meet with 49 pointsg VVellsville came next with 3252 pointsg and Gowanda third with 282 points. Again this week we were handicapped by the smallness of our squad, perhaps even more so than last week as in this meet each man was limited to two events besides the relay. There is no doubt that Theon could have won the 100 yd. dash as he can easily do that event in less than ll seconds, the time in which that event was won . Gowanda took two first places, the broad jump by Theon and the 440 by Forness. Forness set a new record for his event in Inter-Scholastic meets doing the 440 in 56 seconds. Besides these places Gowanda took three seconds, two by Cecil john and one by Theong three thirds and two fourths. Gowanda was second to Salamanca in the relay. This is not discouraging by any means for it shows that Gowanda will most assuredly have representatives at the State meet again this year. There are four more meets scheduled for the track squad in which we hope that they will give a good account of themselves. The following meets have been scheduled: , May 17th--Gowanda journeys to East Aurora to engage in a dual or triangular meet with that school and possibly another. May 25th-Cattaraugus County Meet at Olean . May 31st-Sectional Meet at Kenmore. June 7th-State Meet at Ithaca, and Little Valley Inter-Scholastic. THE. 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Clerk: Sorry, hut l'm out uf sorts today. l THE GOWANDA MARKET 5 Blue and lvrmry Front--A Self-Service Market X l OUNTfllN .S'l?Ix'VlC'E ma cieiipiii miqinit 7 4 ix-.Y cc ixifiscricixiaiav ,M -W IJIQLICATICSSICN 4 8 cicsfxiqs Z?11gf115?S c1cz,xRic'1'T1-is -ff lx' O C If lx' l E .Slff Our Prices and Quality XX'ill Satisfy livery llousewife Special llargziins llegimiing livery Friday and Ccmtinuing for a Xlhole XYeel4. Our FRUITS and VliGliTAlll-ICS are received fresh daily in wholesale quantity thus assuring the hest llrice and Quality. ll, PURl'lGl,lA, Prop. 5 llullfalo St. llhfme l64 Guwauda, N. Y. ALI. ICA STORES ARE HOME OPVNED . THE VALLEY BUGLE ANNUAL FOR Tl-IE GIRL GRADUATE on Commencement Night 35 ENNA JETTICK SHUES -5'6- -ffrx , 1- X 'ij .2632-ff 5 7 ll - LILLIAN GLADYS ' Also in white Also in white Full run of sizes and widths 3 ar Sheer White Undergarments including desirable Brassieres Lingerie Accessories of every kind White Hose, all sizes Y cfEr1PLE DEQARIQENT 5101215 Y qoufandas Leading Shopping Cen fei- Cuslomcr: A Swiss cheese sandwich on rye bread, please. Counter-mam fl'01JCZllIlllg,f orderj 1 Cheese on rye. Customer: Reg pardon---I wonder if I could chzmgt my order to American cheese Counter man: Nzituralize that cliccfwc. THE VALLEY BUGLE ANNUAL 57 If y 'Q HE HULL ,WDC 45' Q fgfaanafao Qeaulwf Eweafwen , x-1 av AVING IN THE PAST TRIED OUR UTMOST TO j i SHoW THE CREAM OF THE PICTURE INDUS- TRY, VVE NOW HAVE Tl-IE EXTREME PLEASURE l Qlzill TO ANNOUNCE THAT CCDMING DURING THE NEXT FEW VVEEKS ARE MANY OF THE YEAR'S SUPER-PRODUCTIONS. and REMEMBER Q hoioplaqs of Disiinciion Always a good show in Gowandan 5 I l Rossy' NVhat were your marks last quarter? Lloyd: Jules Verne. Rossy: Jules Verne? Lloyd Sure, twenty thousand leagues under the C. Armes Motor Company EASY TERMS ON NEW Ford CHI' Demonsirator at Your Service' af All Times. 58 THE VALLEY BUGLE. ANNUAL The Store for H-A-R-D-W-A-R-E Plumbing Tinning Heating What you Want When you Want it CIOWHIICIH Hardware Co. inmllzuly: VVoulcl you mind, sir, having tea this morning? l'm sorry, but the coffee is quite cxhziustcd. Coach Ferguson: Ifxliaustccl? l'1n not surprised. lt's been in El very weak condition for :L long timc. There is always economy in good X cUsToM MADE c1.oTHEs if K rr Ji!! Ladies' and Gents' Tailoring A tfafog if Q5 ,jj 9 VV A , CLEANING M ' A Mijv PRESSING RFPAIRINC A if , A , i gf LEISNER'S ' 54' i ESTABLISHED 1891 Phone 111 Gowanda N. Y. 20 Jamestown St TI-IE. VALLEY BUGLE. ANNUAL COMPLIMENTS GF BANK OF GOWANDA Cop: I thought I told you not to park here. Why did you do lt? Mr. VVilber: Because of my belief, sir ' I 7 P Cop. Nonsense. Vkhadaya mean. I Mr. XV.: I believed that you were at the other end of the street 4 ag COMPLIMENTS OF FRED E, PLACE MQ 60 THE VALLEY BUGLE ANNUAL GOWANDA LAUNDRY We specialize in laundering LACIE CURTAINS and HLANKETS Gifts That Last DIAMONDS WATCHES JEWELRY C. G. BUSHNELL Jamestown Street Gowanda, N. Y We'll know Mr. NVilber is getting absent--minded when we write the exam questions and he answers them. ON EXAMS: SEEING IS CRIIIBING G. j. MlfIN'l'.I.lEY A. L. MENTLEY Mentley's Grocery 15 Main Street GROCERIIES PROVISIONS I CROCKIERY, GLASSXVARI2, etc. C. 22 3 COMPLIMENTS of F. MILLER Perrysburg, N. Y. 5? 3 n THE VALLEY BUCLE. ANNUAL BAKER'S DELI ERY LYNN A. HOLCOIVIB AUTO TRUCK TRANSPORTATION . - Between Gowanda and Buffalo GOWAN DA 276 PHONES j g,t?'g5?3,39 BUFFALO For ALL OCCASIONS We have flowers to meet every require- ment. Flowers suitable for bridal bouquets, for home vases, for funerals, as well as flowering plants and shrubs for garden plantings. When you Want anything in the 1iorist's line our green- houses can supply your needs with the choicest blossoms, all freshly cut. Gowanda, N. Y. g 60 M BR YFOGLE'S I Phone 173 Miss Swartzenburg: Don't you like Cuba? Charles Davies: Naw, I went into a restaurant there to get a glass of milk and the yi alter didn't speak English. He couldn't understand me, so I drew a picture of a cow, and the son-of-a-gun went out and bought me a ticket to a bull iight. LIFE--asseenby Two Great Writers ROBERT QUILLEN gives young and old the benefit of his sage experience in his daily editorial-full of human interest. BOB DAVIS recalls many interesting incidents that came within his ken during fy his years as a writer, traveler and lecturer. ,, . Daily on the Editorial Page y I BUFFALO EVENING News C: ' T35 THE VALLEY BUGLE ANNUAL NASII IIUVIXIOIIILIZ -EAT- K. V. POTATO CHIPS Manufactured by . kilos and . 'rrzfirv I S The Kirby Food Products Co Q Gowanda, N. Y. L'OMl'I.lIXfIIiN'I'S of COMI'LIIXfIENTS BILL PAPAGEORGE of tuxxm' KITCIIIQN STUART 6: SMITH tiowzmda, N. Y. Crt-ola Ibraggingj : My grandfather built the Rocky Mountains. tilztdysz 'I'I1at's nothing. My grandfather killed the Dead Sea. Stories about movie stars getting vnarried should end with a comma. -PGOWANDA BUILDERS SUPPLY 8z COAL COA--ix XVben you build or repair your home Fr Call 70 for lima, Plaster, Rrmfirzg, Windows, Lumber, ' A' Doors, Coal I-'0I.I.OXY 'I'III'1 ARROW' FOR SERVICE NICXY YORK STATIC FOOD IIANDLICRS I I RMIT No 0007 ii ivJ ' Q . . ' I-IOLDEN'S MEAT MARKET qsaf' 'lllrats for Health N- lame 411 WE DIQLIVIQR Our .Ilcats Arc Prcscirwd by Electric Refrigeration THE VALLEY BUGLE ANNUAL Young Men and Young Women I-it will find here the smartest of wearing apparel I -- ,P -Sw: sr, . and the most moderate of prices. N wWTQw 1 Tq fxi -ESF:-:li MEN S SUITS DRESSES S2250 S2750 S995 to 325 4'-I with two pairs of in Sprfing's most favored pants. Styles. 32,5 egg.-. 1, JUST A REAL GOOD PLACE TO TRADE - ' The Friendly Store ' GOWANDA - - - NEW voRK A Allegra: Why can't you call a rooster a gentleman? Lloyd: Because he uses fowl language. ' Huron and Franklin Streets, Buffalo Specializes in Accountancy, Shorthand, Typewriting Secretarial Training, and Stenotypy, The Machine VVay in Shorthand. Summer Sessions Begin july 7 -- Fall Term Opening September 2 Call, Write or phone for information-Washington 6907 FENN COLLEGE Operated on the Cooperative Plan to prepare young men to become ENGINEERS and BUSINESS EXECUTIVES. Five Weeks at College-Five Weeks at Work For Catalogs Address The Registrar FENN COLLEGE 2200 Prospect Ave. Cleveland, Ohio 1 v 1 Q THE VALLEY BUCLE ANNUAL GOWANDA - NORTH COLLINS Agency Inc. . EATON BLOCK A Main Street, Gowanda North Collins W. S. RICH, President INSURANCE SERVICE RILEY L. ROSS GENERAL CARTING Phone 215 Gowanda, N. Y. ERIE AVENUE Chester: Je t' adore- , Polly: Shut it yourself, y0u're closer to it than I am. GRADUATION GIFTS GULLEY'S GOWANDA on. COMPANY Buffalo Street Gowanda, N. Y OPEN 6 A. M. to 12 P. M. COMPLETE LINE OF AUTO ACCESSORIES ORL1N J. GUTEKUNST, PROP. THE VALLEY BUGLE ANNUAL JAMES I-I. GRAY MILLING CO., Inc. The Atlantic 8: Pacific Tea Co. FLOUR FEED N MEATS and GROCERIES AGRICULTURAL IMPLEMENTS General office Springville, N. Y. W' C' Babmger, Mgr' Collins, N- Y- Main St. Gowanda, N. Y SAMUEL D OI-IN . el SPORTING Goodyear Shoe Repairing and Shoe Shines L. c. BoLLER 24 Water St Gowanda N Y Jamestown St. Gowanda, N. Y. And they tell us Coach Ferguson couldn't have had a minor operation anyhow, 'cause he was over twenty-one. A woman needs a chaperone until she can call some chap her own. ALWAYS WELCOME Pl-IILLIP'S BATTERY SERVICE at ' , For the Famous S U. S. L. BATTERIES 25 Jamestown St. Phone 161 YOU SAVE MONEY BY MAKING BOWEN 'S BARGAIN- STORE YOUR HEADQUARTERS BICYCLES, TRICYCLES, GUNS and AMMUNITION Also LAWN MOWERS and REPAIRS BOLLER'S Bicycle and Gun Wo-rks 56 Walnut St. Gowanda, N. Y. THE VALLEY BUGLE ANNUAL I-lILLER'S Frank Rizzo Introducing 3 Flavored Bicco BRICK ICE CREAM ,. 'V Qts. 35.45 Pts. S 25 EVERY DAY Take home a brick. JOHN WALGUS SI-IERMAN'S GROCIQRIES G A A G E MEATS AUTO REPA1R1NG CONFECTIONEERY TOBACCO 49 Commercial Street Gowanda, N. Y. TOWING DAY and NIGHT FIRESTONE TIRES Collins, N. Y. Phone 913-F 2 Mrs. Chojnacki: 1 hear that Alex is quite poetic. liunnie: Yeh? How come? Mrs. C.: All the stubs in his check book read Ode to a Guy . C. F. Mi1.1.r:R Trios. J. QUINNAN l'llCKMAN l'NEUMATlC SEATS The scat without a shock Manufactured by Gowanda Foundry Machine Works Gowanda, N. Y. VVe make all kinds of castings and do all kinds of machine work and repairing. - Forbush Planing Mills Co. Everything for a Building SAVE 307, On a Ready-Cut House THE' VALLEY BUGLE ANNUAL 67 STELZER'S GARAGE H. F. STELZER, PROP. CQMPLIMENTS REPAIRING ACCESSORIES of WRECKING and TOWING ' BATTERY SERVICE PHONES: 43 Gowanda, N. Y. 243 Don't Forget That SPQRT SHQES d HARRY APKIN OXISIORDS Buys For Boys -and Girls RAGS, PAPERS and METAL All C0l0fS 11 Buffalo st. Phone 419 RINK' S Gowanda, N. Y. A Scotchman lay dying in a London hospital, and the doctor told the nurse to give him anything he wanted. She asked him what he would like and he said, I wod like to hear the bagpipes afore I dee . A piper visited the ward and played a tune. A The Scotchman recovered, but all the other patients died. SUPER SERVICE COMPANY -OAKLAND- -PONTIAC- AUTOMOBIILES KENDALL GASOLINE and MOTOR OILS Oiling, Greasing and Washing General Automobile Repairino GLASS FOR ALL CARS IN STOCK Corner Jamestown and VValnut Streets Phone 12 Gowand-a, N. Y. THE VALLEY BUGLE ANNUAL WHEN IN PERRYSBURG STOP AT MAIN STREET GARAGE FOR GAS, OIL, REPAIRS, TIRES, ACCESSORIES -I. PRATT, Prop. ATWATER KENT RADIO ARIVIES' DRUG STORE CNcxt to the Bridgej Mr. XVilher: XVhat color is green vitriol? Student: Pink. JOSEPH KHYATT ELECTRIC SHOE REPAIR DONE IVHILE U WQIIT O. S. BENTON TEXTONE WALL FINISH featuring Spanish, Colonial, Early England and many other NV1all Finishes lluffalo St. Gowancla, N. Y. PAINTING and PAPERING Y DETMER 5 METZ asf KERR FILLING STATION KENDALL INSURANCE 7 g of all kinds GASOLINE OILS Collins, N. Y. Phone 947-F-5 Gowanda' N' Y' THE VALLEY BUGLE. ANNUAL Peter Coopefs Gelatine Pure Since 1822 l 5C PACKAGE l 5c Why Pay More? All Grocers Have you heard. the new bankrupt song--- I Owe Everybody, I Owen? Here's what Mr. Baldwin should say in Assembly: And now, before I begin my speech, I have something to say to youf' VULCANIZING SILVER RADIOS GORDON A. TYLER TAXI SERVICE BATTERY CHARGING Phone 400 - 80 DANIEL W. SCHULTZ FRESH, SALT and SMOKED MEATS POULTRY, etc. Phone 65 Gowanda, N. Y. 70 THE VALLEY BUGLE ANNUAL Witt 8: Anderson Motor Co. SAND and GRAVEL -Iznnestown St. Gowanda, N. Y. FILLING and EXCAVATING PHONE 138 C H F V R OI F T CONCRETE BLOCKS .Yaltxv and Scrvicv USED CARS S CAR XYASHING y ' g CHARGING BATTERIES Phone Gowanda 929-F-12 I3 ROADXVAY TOWING DAY AND NIGHT X'Vanted: To trade, pair of red suspenders, nearly new, for second hand belt in good condition. Rox 25, Valley Bugle Art: Wlmat does the word DAVENPORT suggest to you? Nell-Gray: Oh! I know! A city out in Iowa. .lg-1 . ---1- HI! BOYS AND GIRLS NEXT IS COMMENCEMENT The Lincoln Store and Shop specializes in snappy gifts for young boys and girls WE ARE RECEIVING A NEW LINE OF GRADUATION TOGS FROM NEXV YORK PICK YO URS EARLY THE VALLEY BUGLE ANNUAL - -l GROCERIES CANDY BAKED GOODS CIGARS Vetogs Barber Shop Our Motto Is: We Want You Z0 Come Back Evan7s Tell Us Our Faults- , Palm Garden Restaurant Don t Leave This Shop Dissatisfied GOWHHCPH, N' Y- Ladies' Work Om' Specialty ICE CREAM SOFT DRINKS . Arlene: Oh, you big, handsome brute! Denny: Now, honey, you know l'm no brute. Diz: l'm going to be a surgeon. Walt: Not for me! Too much inside work. Nagle's Have Always Been Style Leaders ' XVe have even surpassed ourselves in our new storeH l, - BETTER VALUES NEXN'PIR STYLES GREATER VARIETY All these advantages are made possible through our many years of square dealing-of always being ' HEARLIEST Wl'TH THE LATESTU 9 agle S The illavfs Store of Gowandau S, QNX T 1 it- i f ' A ' ff HART, SCHAFFNER NAGLEl,S 8z MARX SUITS ALL Woor. SUITS S 50 S 50 a and up THE VALLEY BUGLE ANNUAL JOHN R. EGGEN IVLOUR FEED GRAIN Govvzincla, N. Y. Dayton, N. Y. R. G. KRAMER CLEANING - A - - PRESSING REPAIRTNG Agunf for lnicrrlatimflal illadc-I0-gllvasurr Cloflzvs G rrxx' anda Gardens Bldg. Gowanda, N. Y. English Teacher: Through what part of the British lsles did johnson travel? Student: llc went to see the llc-lmridesf they must he rare these masculine bridesj. I - C - E ROF F E'S MODEL BAKERY J. W. LINZ Home of SALLY ANN BREAD Phone 27 Bakers of Quality Baked Goods llutfalo St, Gowanda, N. Y. A Gfywanda Institution NE A W - SERVICE SATISFACTION LCOMPLIMENTS George Wendel gf SHOE REPAIRING and DT- PAUL I-EVI SHOE SUPPLIES Main St. Gowanda, N. Y. THE VALLEY BUGLE ANNUAL 73 COMPLIMENTS OF The Gowancla Bottling Works Phone 91 A . DAVID PLISS, Prof. IT PAYS TO LOOK WELL HAIRCUT - SHINGLE - EASY SHAVE ' at CRAIG'S ESTABLISHED 1898 CIGARS, CIGARETTES Phone 297-R Nit: Do you know I just heard of a guy who thought a football coach had four wheels? VVit: Ha! Ha! and how many wheels has the bally thing? 'COMPLIMENTS DAYTON SERVICE GARAGE Of FIRESTONE TIRES D i REPAIRING Mrs. Lycha Elllot - Dayton, N. Y, Phone 906-F-4 W. BESCH 'COMPLIMENTS FURNITURE ' f RUGS and LINOLEUM 0 East Main St. Gowanda, N. Y. Dr' Allen W' ,Cole 74 THE VALLEY BUGLE ANNUAL G. A. 6: F. T. MGLL CHOICE VVESTERN REEF HOME CURED HAMS, BACON, etc. Phone 114 Gowanda, N. Y. E A T O N ' S FURNITURE STGRE Wilber: What is the most outstanding contribution that chemistry has given to the world? Louis lientley: lllonfles. l'lartman's Bakery COMPLIMENTS Try our GLAZRD noUGHNUTs of d CREAIZIH PUFFS LYLE SPILLMAN Gowanda, N. Y. Phone 52 A COMPLIMENTS . of R. R. CARPENTER LYNN A. REW HARDWARE and PLUMBING Agent 15 Buffalo St. Gowanda, N. Y. Inxu-re All W ays, Always THE VALLEY BUGLE ANNUAL Y PRICED LCWER THAN ALI. OTHER 4-DOOR SEDANS Your wise buyer wants full value. So he looks at the 1930 Whippet first... and last...... 2-pass. Roadster, 3475, 4-pass. Roadster, 5505, 2-pass. Coupe, S5257 4-pass. Coupe, S555.Ali prices F.o.b Toledo, Ohio, and specifications subject to change without notice. hippet J t Street Gowanda OLlD0,0a N.Y N 5 Ihl sopher johnny Mentleyz P ppyl THE VALLEY BUGLE. ANNUAL BUSINESS EDUCATION LEADS TO SATISFACTION BUT, REMEMBER THESE THINGS I QUALITY OF PREPARATION DETERMINES THE QUANTITY OF SUCCESS -5 f f T W WI 1100 f f G ZH f gd n 1 H9 mf To Wim: X W K I I. ,I ,7 ff-2 ....,,fm,,,IL55,., ,, ,,,, 2 ..,g.:i,.y... I, .1 WW 1 . J r 11,11 1 X .' Q' ff Lvl' fa ff ff- f '- X ' QW , egg , f J ..!.Ufu1lT.T.... ? mm A W X ' ,M ' 929142 ,If '?f22f? ' f!?2 7 ,- ' 1 1 . 41 f f in I y , f' 2 , A 1257 ,, ,M I, 4232 f KGS ffyf .ff 1 1- 5 Q7 ,Z 1 , f' . 151,166 f4C?f 77' ' 4' f T 4 75 YEARS OF SUCCESSFUL EXPERIENCE STANDS BACK OF OUR COURSES W A IO28 MAIN STREET, BUFFALO, NM atoth bt dglfe vh' THE VALLEY BUGLE. ANNUAL 77 O O O Gowanda Loan Association A Savings Institution Resources fB5,500,000.00 New York State Banking Department Supervision Ross, Jr.: What is the difference between a train and a ship? Ross, Sr.: A train travels on land and a ship on water. Ross, Jr.: Then why do they say, when goods are sent by train, a shipment, and when they are sent by boat, a cargo? 78 THE VALLEY BUGLE. ANNUAL THAI or BUSINESS :tt Il school fully quatliticcl to prepare you for this pleasant :tnrl prolitztble vocation llunclretls of successful grzttluzttcs have fountl these convincing reasons for choosing Chown School: CPvt-r-twenty-thrce years as specialists in Cotnmercial litlucation. Intensive, prztcticztl court-s. livcrything taught is of direct uscf'-no frills nor fails, l'ersonztl ztttcntion :intl interest i11 cztch stutlent. Lp-to-tlzitc equipment :incl pleasant school rooms. Intensive. rrztcticzxl courses. l'iVl3I tl1lI1' tau fht is of direct L la Rcztsonznhle tuition cost. 180 131 Y El! Wt' frvfcr lo cuzflay a Clrozwz g1'arlzzt1ft ', say XYcstern New York business men who know the value of thorough training. 353 Olvlain all flu' farfx lwfart' you t'l1ao.vt',' ,rand far .auf latvsf illu.vrraft'tl catalogue of information scrmm, of BUs1N1-ass llcztrtl thc lzttcst about Ncwrich? No, Vllhat now? llc bought I1 Louis XIV hed, but it was too small for him, so he sent it back and or tleretl at Louis XVI. flioston Transcriptj THE VALLEY BUGLE ANNUAL W an 9 COMPLIMENTS OF THE BRQWN SHOE C o., INC. GOWANDA, N. Y. JK :N fm ez Q WHAT SENIOR WAS THIS? CTelegram from sonj 2 Dear Father: Iam in the city and broke. Have no friends What shall I do? fFrom father to sonj: Dear son, mak ' e some frlends quick. 80 THE VALLEY BUGLE ANNUAL OPPORTUNITY Master of human destinies am I. Fame, love, and fortune on my footsteps wait, Cities and fields I walk, I penetrate Deserts and seas remote, and, passing by Hovel, and mart, and palace, soon or late I knock unbidden, once at every gate! If sleeping, wakeiif feasting, rise before I turn away. It is the hour of fate, And they who follow me reach every state Mortals desire, and conquer every foe Save death, but those who doubt or hesitate, Condemned to failure, penury and woe, Seek me in vain and uselessly implore- I answer not, and I return no more. John james Ingalls Photographs in Valley Bugle By ORSE STUDIO The I-louse of Good Portraits Telephone 78 A man had been visiting a certain widow every evening for some time. X'Vhy don't you marry her? asked a friend. I have often thought of it,,' was the reply, but wherever should I spend my evenings then? QPearson'sQ THE VALLEY BUGLE ANNUAL HEROISM So nigh is grandeur to our dust, So near is God to man, When Duty whispers lowl THOU MUST The youth replies, I CAN. Ralph Waldo Emerson Seat? THE MORSE STUDIO 333 PHOTOGRAPHS LIVE FOREVER Tom: Why so melancholy, Bill? Van Ormer: My girl QD rejected me last night. Tom: Well, cheer up. There's others! Van Ormer: I know that, but I just can't help feeling sorry for the poor girl THE VALLEY BUGLE ANNUAL 675g NIAGARA FRONTIER PVBLISHING COMPANY bw. -Q NF , PA GOWANDA. N. Y. The Best in Printing Service BROADSIDES BOOKLETS FOLDERS PUBLICATIONS COMMERCIAL PRINTING BINDING AND ENGRAVING 6, - axe 3 PUBLISHERS OF THE GOWANDA NEWS LEADING NEWSPAPER OF CATTARAUGUS COUNTY FX llc. Bn , .5 PRINTERS OF THE VALLEY BUGLE ANNUAL 1930 THE VALLEY BUGLE ANNUAL 83 l COIVIPLIMEN TS OF ROBERT TUTTLE To the Graduating Class of 1930-VVe wish to extend our congratulations and - best wishes for the future. GOWANDA VARIETY STORE, Inc. Our line of STREET and HOUSE DRESSES PICNIC GOODS for the girl graduate. it is now ready and complete. Always in stock Johnny says it isn't the school he objects to, it's the principal of the thing .... Says the SENIOR CLASS: Now that the students are getting younger every year, it's almost a certainty that next year's JUNIOR PROM will be held on a merry-go-round. The Valley Bugle Staff wishes to thank the Merchants of Gowanda and all others who have graciously helped to make the Senior Annual a success fqzwtogmphs --rs-.- sf.,-m.:A:m..g..uQ. 1 , I.-,..f - , 4 .4 ,.-.z,-nw.--11-nm-1: - 'ar .v 'luv If -,-uma: , -I 1 .f....u-mn-fm, V fy--,. - 4-1-