Greenfield High School - Evergreen / Exponent Yearbook (Greenfield, MA)

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yz y sy 2 yzy 2 y 2 y 2 yz- THE EXPONENT 13 P —I should hope to say! Why, say, Bud, I saw an old friend of ours in one last night. —You did? Whom? —Anna Flynn. She’s acting as a foghorn in the Light-house Scene in the Grand Bunkem Opera Co. You know she always did like het voice. —Anna on the stage? Well, she’s not the only one. I was down in the Big Town the other night and I dropped into the Hippodrome. Imagine my surprise upon seeing Grace Stone and Madeline Holmes appear—Grace as a toe dancer and Madeline, a ballet dancer. They brought the house down. —I should imagine they might. The stage seems to draw a lot of us, doesn’t it? I saw Blanche Braman in the movies the other night. She has taken Nazimova’s place as the vamp. —Have you seen any of the class of ’22 to talk to? Yes—I was talking with Sam Cameron the other day. He’s touring the country, lectur¬ ing on “Why we should close up the crater of Vesuvius.” —Well, we never know our luck, do we? I was in on Station XLQ a few weeks ago and I heard quite a bit of news. You remember Skinny Verville, of course. —You bet I do. —Well, he’s janitor at Bay Path Institute. —I believe I know the attraction. By the way, I was reading about Walter Campbell and saw that he was training snails for racing purposes. —Some speed! But I didn’t finish telling you about my tuning in on XLQ. Gertrude John¬ son has bought out Michelman’s store and Rollena Lee is a swimming and diving in¬ structor at Lake Pleasant. —Good work. I’ll— —Say, let me finish. Remember those “Rules of Etiquette.” Nellie Wells has bought out the Greenfield Gift Shop and— —Yes, yes, but before I forget, I want to tell you about Helen Baker. —Helen? Hurry up. What is she doing? —She’s matron at a girls’ boarding school, per¬ sonally teaching them the rules of matrimony. You know she always did know. Now, go on. M—Well, Gladys Sessler has taken Miss Ashley’s place. P —A lot of fun for the kids! How’s her friend, Vera Scott? M—Oh, haven’t you heard? Her uncle who made Scott’s Emulsion died and left her all his money. P —Hot tomale! I see Bill Arms is an actor. He takes the lead in “The Wanderer.” M —Good for him. Have you heard anything about Sarah Baxter? P—I was reading in an eastern paper that she married a fellow up in Winchester, N. H. M —Hmmm. Sarah always did like Winchester. And Dot Lyman has formed the Women’s Volunteer Militia. The call to “Arms” was too strong to resist. P—I hear Hazel Anderson is a Psychologist with the Ding Ding Bros. Circus. M —Yes, and Mildred Phillips is here in Boston. She’s opened up a dressmaking establishment. Mildred always did love to use a “needle. P—Edna Carpenter is teaching Biology at Yale College. M— Good—Say you remember Olive Hutchins? She’s opened a beauty parlor here—specializ¬ ing in bobbed hair. She always was long on short hair, you remember. P—Sure, I remember. What do you think of Homer? M —Homer who? P—Homer Clark, of course! He defeated Jack Dempsey for the Heavyweight title. M— He isn’t the only one who is earning his living with his hands. Jo Fiske is penmanship in¬ structor at Mount Holyoke. P—You know, of course, that Agnes Finnie is the Dean there? M —Oh, yes, I read about that. Speaking about reading, have you read, “Across the Country in a Pony Cart,” by Ruth Putnam? P—No, is it good? M—I’ll say it is. Actual experiences and every¬ thing. P—Louise Donovan is a poet. She’s down in Greenwich Village, writing at present. M —How’s her friend, Lydia? P—Oh, she’s an instructor at Sargent. M —What’s she specializing in? P—Reducing. You know she always did hate to be the least bit fat. M—Good for her. Say, have you been in Wash¬ ington lately and visited Congress? P—Well, I should hope to smoke a rubber boot, I have! And whom did I run into but Irving Feldberg! Brandeis resigned from the Su¬ perior Court Bench and Feldberg is in his place. M —That’s what I was going to tell you and I h ear Mike Dunnigan is in Washington, too. P—Yes, and he’s wearing a D. S. C. M —Distinguished Service Cross! Why, what war was he in? P—No, no! Not Distinguished Service Cross! District Street Cleaning! The bank was too

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12 THE EXPONENT between the acts. We all admit that the perform¬ ance was a great success and are proud of this achievement. Soon after “Lady Ursula,” two charming plays were given in chapel by the modern language de¬ partment; a German play, “Unter Vier Augen,” and a Spanish play, “Manana de Sol.” Then in May, the “Prom” given us by the 23d regiment was one of the finest affairs we ever at¬ tended. All of us danced until nearly unconscious to the inspiring strains of Tinker ' s musical artists, and ate and drank until we could eat and drink no more! Our last victory was gained on the Debating Field when our shrewd and clever squad defeated the squad of the 23d regiment in a hotly contested battle concerning the control of the Penal Institu¬ tions. Great was our joy when the decision was given in our favor and Colonel Nims put the Lov¬ ing Cup into the hands of Capt. Feldberg amidst the ringing cheers and applause of our comrades. From June 19th to 23d, we encountered the Finsjams for the last time in a mighty struggle. Most of us came out the victors, brave and un¬ daunted. So now and here, this morning, we are surrender¬ ing our packs to old G. H. S. and looking forward tonight to the big time at the Alumni meeting, and to Thursday night when we shall fully win our objective,—the diploma, from the hands of Gen¬ eralissimo Stetson. ELLEN E. JONES ' 22, FRED M. MAGOON ' 22. SENIOR CLASS PROPHECY P —Pasadena—station PBCRO speaking! P B C R 0 M— Hello, PBCRO! Station MGCL tuned in. Where are you and who are you? P —PBCRO—Pasadena, Cal.,—Phil O’Hara, op¬ erator. I was trying to get Liverpool, Eng¬ land, when you— M—Do I understand clearly what you said, “Phil O’Hara, operator?” P —As sure as I’m of a sacred profession, it’s none other than Phil O’Hara, and who may you be? M —Well, well! This is Muriel Crosier, situated at Boston, Mass., and only 100 miles from G. H. S. Do you ever stop to think of the good times we had there in ’22 and here it is 1935. Doesn’t the time go like radio? P —Well, Bud, I’d never have supposed you’d be in on me. So you’re in Boston, eh? What do you do to kill time? M —Nothing much, just assisting Dr. Pinky Croft, Veterinary Surgeon. P —So Pinky is a Veterinary Surgeon, eh? Well, well! I thought he’d be a professional dancer. And you’re his assistant. I heard you and he skipped college and eloped. M—That’s why I say I’m his assistant. And what is your pastime? P —Oh, me? I’m leader of the “Lost Chord Jazz Orchestra.” Marianne Jones is my violinist. We do quite a little work at the “Home for Deaf People.” They appreciate it. Our form is so good. Say—have you heard what has happened to Bostley? M—Why no—that is—not all that happened to him. I heard he made some sort of a wager. About—about a lady, wasn’t it? P —Yes, his Doris left him and he swore he’d go where women were true, so now he’s a pro¬ fessional lady-killer in South Africa. M—South Africa! Well, what do you know about that? Have you heard the news about Paul Mazuzan? P —Why, no, did you hear anything? M—I was in on RBH the other day and I- heard he was on a farm raising Hawks. How about Alberta Couture? P —Well, it’s queer, but she is playing the piano with the orchestra in the Old Howard Theatre in Boston. M—It’s queer that I haven’t seen her. Where is your dear friend Betty Freshour? P —Oh, Betty? No flies on her! She’s House Nurse at the White House in Washington. M—That’s nice, isn’t it? And Harvey Leacock? I heard a bell-hop paging me at the Copley- Plaza the other night. He had such a deep bass voice that I turned to get a good look at him and it turned out to be John Harvey! P —I do declare! That reminds me of Elsie Erhart. I went to a Carnival the other night and found Elsie playing the part of a barker very successfully. There she was, perched on a soap box in the front of a Hula Hula tent. M—I always knew Elsie would rise in the world. Have you heard about Ed McLaughlin? P —No—what’s Ed’s line? M—He’s gone into business with Henry Ford. Ed always did have an eye for money. Say, have you heard anything from Bill Andrews lately? P —Oh, yes! He’s an author, you know, and he presented me with his latest book, “Rules of Etiquette as Practised by Me.” M—Good for Bill. I hope you profited by the book. P —You’re as impudent as ever, aren’t you? But give me a line on Ellen Jones. M—Ellen? Oh, she lived here in Boston for awhile. She’s an artist now, in New York. I always knew she’d devote her life to Art. Say, have you seen any good operas lately out—

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14 THE EXPONENT much for him. By the way, have you seen any burlesque lately? M —Me? Most assuredly not! Why— P—Oh, well, you can keep still! As I was going to say—Bob Alberti is taking the lead in the “Kiss Ye Ladies” burlesque. M —Isn’t that fine! P—Yes, Bob always did like to kiss the ladies. I was reading in the paper the other day that the Chemistry Professor at Flatiron Institute is Mr. Raymond Chickering. Chick always was a Chemistry shark even in high school. Say, I’ve some bad news. You remember my old friend, Ed Fleming? M— Yes, I ’ve heard he joined Barnum and Bailey’s as a clown. P—He did, but he married and he’s now at North¬ ampton Asylum. Evelyn Henderson is work¬ ing in Jack’s, I’ve heard. It’s a tough life, isn’t it? M—Yes, but the first hundred years are the hard¬ est. This static is terrible, isn’t it? Say, I received some news last night. Dot Frank¬ lin is in Russia plotting with Trotsky and Lenine! P—Hot tomale! At least there’s one radical in the bunch. Did you read about the elections in Turners Falls? M —Why, no! I heard they had quite a time tho. P—I’ll say they did! “Toots” Hayden was elected mayor. Can you imagine it? M —Oh, yes, “Toots” would get most anywhere. Some class to Ruth Holbrook, eh? P—Ruth? I don’t understand you. M —Why, Ruth has invented a new dance-step— the Canine Hop. P—Ye gods! Who’d have thunk it? M —Yes, but lend me your ears a moment. Leila Noyes has graduated from M. A. C. She’s a landscape gardener. P—Go on! M —Well, it’s the truth. She’s fixing up the new High School grounds, or rather, she’s working on the plans. You know that’s going to be finished in 1940. P—Any other notables in our class? M —Let me think! I heard station M. E. A. call¬ ing frantically for a man. What do you suppose—Madeline Roberts has formed a matrimonial bureau and she was looking for a husband for some poor soul. She’s married and she and her husband do the best business in the country. Here’s your chance, Phil! P—I’m not looking for one, thank you. Alfred Gass is a painter. He’s painting the dome on the Summit House on Mt. Tom. M —That’s what you’d call “up in the world.” But the mosquitoes are wicked down there. Speaking of mosquitoes—Edward Seibert has invented the “Knock-em-stiff flea powder.” P—I knew he’d be famous some day. And what do you think of Walter Donahue? M—I haven’t heard anything about Walter lately. But wait! He isn’t the one who discovered the odorless onion? P—The very same. He has Burbank stopped a mile. M—Harold Smith isn’t so slow. He’s manager of the Dusky Ding Toes. They’re the fastest team on the diamond. P—I thought Smith would be married. M—No, I guess he’s something like Fran Loveland. P—How come? M—Well, Fran has formed the N. W. N. F.—No Women, No Fights—bachelor society. P—But how does he live? Where does he eat? You know Fran always was particular about his grub. M—Oh, he eats at the Tarnished Spoon Restaur¬ ant. Rose Kramer is a waitress there. P—He eats there? M—I should say he did. He’s suing them now. He found half an ear-ring in his soup. He swallowed the other half and it brought on “Earingitis.” Fred Magoon is his lawyer. P—Fred could always argue. He and Ella cer¬ tainly could throw a line. M—Have you heard Ella’s latest speech? P—Latest what? M—Latest speech. Where have you been? Didn’t you hear Ella’s speech the other night? Sta¬ tion LPX was broadcasting it. She’s running for president against Tom Nims. P—No chance for Tom! M—By the way, there’s nothing the matter with Samson. P—Samson? What’s up? M—Why he’s selling nail files down on the Sand¬ wich Isles. You know of course that Paul Bittner is agent for Colgate’s Tooth Paste? P—No! M—Yes, at present he’s traveling down along the Amazon and doing well, I hear. I was read¬ ing about “Stu” Nichols the other day. P—Is “Stu” still knocking around? M—I should say he is. He’s knocking around 900. He’s taken Babe Ruth’s place. P—Three cheers for “Stu.” M—Lillian Osgood took up the same line of work as Lydia. P—How’s that? M—She’s a physical instructor here in Boston. P—Do you know anything about Gertrude Miller?