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

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14 THE EXPONENT fills. Antoinette Koziski features in French plays as Queen Antoinette, who fooled away her days. Her costumes are furnished by Dora Kopleman, who is a costumer just for the fun. Beatrice Law¬ rence owns a theatre—the best one out that way; Dora Lillie books the people who come there to play. But the latest film out is named ‘Rather Round About” with James Leeson as the sheik, and it’s causing quite a shriek. He’s accompanied by Bea Lamb, you know, who makes it quite a full show. Soothsayer Goodness me! is that so? Quite surprising, don’t you know. Soothsayer Then, too, the ballet has claimed one, called Isa¬ bel Livingston. Lockhart cursed this high and low, ’cause he’s a preacher now, you know; and once a year he buys some clothes from Charles Looney, the tailor, who knows enough to send him to the door of Arthur Lyman’s new shoe store. It’s just the same with the ladies too. When prima donna Martin wants a shoe, she goes right in at the door of a shop over which hangs a sign, “Thelma Mar¬ vel, Prop.” And when she has satisfied her feet, she comes again into the street and starts again where she began. Then the millinery shop of Jennie Mc¬ Cann attracts her eye, so over she goes to look at rows and still more rows of hats of various hues, all shaped by Gladys Murphy, designed and draped by Leora Northway, who is now, you know, leading de¬ signer of Main street row. Munson, too, is over there, giving bad customers lots of air, and when he’s tired of doing that, he’ll paint a customer to suit her hat. Artist Oh, I say, that’s g oing some. I never thought it of that bum. Soothsayer Ellen O’Hara has an act that’s by her cousin, William, backed. He’s a financier, you must know. His influence made Osgood grow to a dancer of fortune and fame. Remember he was so terribly tame? The act is good, but awfully brief, according to the story of Margaret O’Keefe, who’s now a critic with positive views, working for the Greenfield News. Artist Is that paper still around, telling the scandal of the town? Soothsayer Poor old Packard’s out of luck; he lost his job of driving a truck, ’cause he used more gas every day than Contractor Payne could afford to pay. He fired Reggy Pfersick too, for all that Pfersick seemed to do, was lie around all day and sleep or else to talk enough to keep Marion Phillips from figuring out the length, the depth, and all about the overhead expense of a tunnel, built in the shape of a giant tunnel from Greenfield here to Turners Falls through Rocky Mountain whose size appals. Artist Don’t mention Turners Falls to me; it and I just don’t agree. Soothsayer And you remember Julia Pierce, whose marks were so good that they were fierce? She’s carrying samples of brick light houses. She sells where in¬ terest she arouses. Sarah and Oliver Plantinga. you know, are teaching little seeds to grow. Idell Plumley, they say—perhaps ’tis so—has perfected a non-squashable tomato. She and the Plantingas now do rank, along beside Luther Burbank. Sarah Portman says, and she should know, ’cause all new plants through her hands go, that this tomato gets better and better. As an agricultural inspector she’s a real go-getter. Artist Boy, oh boy! Is that true? What is this world coming to? Soothsayer I won’t say who it is to blame for Bobby Pratt’s being in the Hall of Fame, but Felicia Prusick long ago told him what made her new car go. (She’s now the owner of a King—a car I mean, not a man or thing). And he at once began to write. He wrote and wrote way through the night, until at last a book he had, named “The Quintessential Toxicity of Vaporishness from Exhaust Pipes Re¬ gal and Bad.” To eliminate stiffness and make it divine, Cath¬ erine Putnam offered some of her time to write a new little nurseryrhyme, which lifted the book to a state called sublime. The book was widely and extensively read, and Roland Reed, or so ’tis said, athirst for knowledge, took the book to bed. When he awoke he’d an aching head. He thinks it’s lucky he’s not dead. He denies that the book is really prime, even as does Evelyn Reum, a critic for the Greenfield News, even before it attracted views, for though it has a truthful ring, it doesn’t mean a single thing. Artist Gee! He had quite a time. Does it cost more than a dime? Soothsayer Donald Roberts you can see trotting around the “A and P” with cans of meat and cans of fish and everything that you could wish. He guarantees it

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THE EXPONENT 13 Soothsayer 0 Leona C’app is married today and owns a car, so they say. Her garage was built by Nathaniel Clapp, but a lightning stor.-n brought it dow ' n with a rap. Robert Clifford fixed the car to perfection ; it passed Lawrence Comins ? expert inspection. Artist For the land’s sake! My stars! Doesn’t Bob ever tire of cars? Soothsayer Paul Corless now is famous too; his dreams of greatness all came true. He’s a mythical, musical comedy teacher, with “Helen of Troy, N. Y.,” as a feature. The myth of the mythical part’s Marion Cummings; Irene Cooper contributes sweet tumty- tum-tummings. Irene Daignault as Irene in “Sally, Irene and Mary,’’ is making the play quite the berry. While Marion Davis is busy all night enter taining New York. She’s in the lime-light. Artist Ain’t that nice? But it’s a pity I didn’t see ’em while in the city. Soothsayer The Ling Ling Brothers’ Circus may visit you some day with Ralph Davis as ring leader with very good pay. It will remind you of the days of late, with Inez Dutcher selling tickets at the gate. Should you visit the curios in the midway, Louise Donley will be heard to say, “Come one, come all, step right this way; see what the daily dozen has done in a day.” Right next to her is Herbert Dew. His speed reminds you most of glue. He has an exciting race with a turtle and accidentally takes a hurdle. Another act that’s bound to please is Jud- son Ewer on a trapeze. A matrimonial bureau’s in the next tent; Lincoln Durkee is its head and his time is all spent in arranging happy marriages, a work for which he’s fit. He’s making money rapid¬ ly and takes good care of it. Artist I hope that what you say’s precise; I’ll look him up and get his price. Soothsayer The great “A and P” claims another, we see; Harold Field is a boss. They say he’s never cross. The food he sells is of very high grade; Julia Fal- vey tests it where it is made. Into his store comes Margaret Fitzgerald, his steady butter and potato “herald.” His potatoes surely never will rot as long as Marg can trot. He’s helped a lot by Eddie Fiske, who I may say without any risk, thinks that it’s all kinds of a treat when his new wife buys good things to eat. Artist The way some people sure do hoard. Wait till they’re like me and can’t afford. Soothsayer Maybelle Fan has a library, a very fine place. There books about Ben Franklin from Pauline fill quite a space. Gladys Hampshire’s interest bias grown very keen, for a whole case on “Hunting” may there be seen. And speaking of hunting re¬ minds me too that Richard Hatch is running a zoo. He’s surely as busy as he can be, for he’s running the hatchery too, you see. The deer park is a most popular part. It’s presided over by Emma Hart. Isabelle Herron has a job not ab¬ surd; she has charge of anything pertaining to a bird. Artist I once had miles of books, but I sold ’em to keep up my good looks. Soothsayer There were several geniuses in 1924. William Galvin is one who has opened fame’s door. He’s working now up at Lake Placid, taking “dots” from dice with some new kind of acid. Flora Hill has invented a pill which has caused Bessie Kingsley to start a bill, because the effect of this marvelous pill is to give the hair a constant frill. However, to Hawks this is not all; he wants a pill to make him tall. According to him of Olympic repute, a tall runner’s more nearly a “beaut.” And Flora’s pill interests not at all Hescock, for he says, “Why should one fall for all this frilly kind of bob when nature can do a much better job.” Artist Yet it’s surprising, so they say, the way men curl their hair today. Soothsayer Baseball has claimed more than one of this class; Jangro and Kauchinski and Johnny Keefe at last. Edmond is manager of the Purple and White Socks, Franny is captain, and Johnny minds the bat box. Johnny, too, is often seen by the fence, making holes for the kids without any pence. Artist My pocket-book hangs in folds. I guess I’ll use one of those holes. Soothsayer Hollywood has been the attraction of a few and they find that they have about all they can do. Mil¬ dred Jackman’s apartment there would knock out your eye. Kathleen Kavanaugh’s her cook and makes delicious pie. Dorothy Johnson keeps track of the “bills” and says every minute of her time it

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THE EXPONENT 15 all well done, ’cause the cook was our Blanche Robinson. His best customer for his famous canned cow is George Richardson, mess-master now’ on the good old ship named “lamaLoss.” And do you remember Leslie Ross? He’s telling men to stand up straight, to throw out their chests or take the gate. He graduated from old West Point and immediately sought another joint. Artist So that’s what West Point does for one. Boy! But that’s going some. Soothsayer Now, there’s Harriet Russell. Did you see the piece in the paper saying that she is the niece of Russell of Russell Emulsion Plant? Well, it seems right now as though she can’t spend good gold coin fast enough, which you will agree is very tough. Once a day without effect, she’s mani¬ cured by Helen Schneck. If this doesn’t seem to satisfy, to Helen Schneck she says goodbye and spends more of her valuable day getting French water waves from Ruth Shumway. Bessie Skibin- ski is there too, collecting all the cash that’s due to take a trip to Harry’s coffers. They take all the cash Miss Russell offers. Pardon me for not telling sooner the name of the Beauty Parlor own¬ er. One you would naturally expect—Harry Shulman, now called Henri deFect. He sure has got a business eye. Now listen here and I’ll tell you why. He has Rockwell Smith to write his ads for all his new fangles and fads and then charges them to department fifth, cosmetic department of Miss Ruth Smith. However, this doesn’t mean a lot, according to the story of Mr. Scott. Cosmetics don’t interest him anyway; he’s out on a farm pitching hay. Artist False faces though seem quite the style, but they’ll only last a little while. Soothsayer A second Ponzi we have too—Philip Stearns, whose money grew to a startling sum but has so far failed to land him in George Streeter’s jail. Elmer Taylor w’ent out one day and saw in his corn a ways away a scarecrow with fluttering, tattered clothes, but, strangest of all, it attracted the crows. So Farmer Taylor w’alked two miles, to find the scarecrow’ w’as poor Lloyd Stiles, who’d fallen asleep w’hile on his feet, and the crow’s his clothes had tried to eat. Artist I’ll try to see Phil tomorrow. Some money I’d surely like to borrow. Soothsayer Leonard Thompson’s now in France helping along his new romance. Now would you have thought that he was the kind to leave athletics just to find a romance equal to the one that Helen Toomey has begun. That surely does a “Paul” us all. Artist They all say such is life. Guess I’ll get for me a wife. Soothsayer George Voetsch is busy selling cars—Grays, Rolls-Royce, Fords, and Stars. Whenever a new- car comes along, to make quite sure he isn’t wrong about size, appearance, color, shape, he ’phones Photographer Andrew Wait. And everywhere that Wait does go Myron Warner’s sure to follow, be¬ cause Myron earns his butter and bread, holding still his neck and head that Andy may a portrait make. I’m sure I’m making no mistake when I say Winship is a success, a real go-getter at his best. And then, too, carolling wedding bells have chimed for little Marion Wells. Her husband. I’m told by one who knows, sells steam-heated fire-escapes to Esquimaux. That is all; there is no more. Artist I’m glad I entered at your door. Now I’ll dig down into my jeans,— (aside to audience) all of you know what that means—I may be doing some¬ thing rash, parting with my hard-earned cash, but do not let that worry you; I pay no more than is surely due. And now as I turn to my home I wonder if the lady’s dome is cracked or broken—- empty, too. However, I’ll leave that to you. Soothsayer I’m surely glad he had the price; the money will seem awfully nice. But as I turn to my home, I can’t help thinking that his dome is cracked or broken, empty, too. However, I’ll leave that to you. PRESENTATION I present, in behalf of the Senior Class, to the president of the Junior Class, for the benefit of the school, the gift of $100 as a token of our ad¬ miration and esteem for Greenfield High School. LEONARD THOMPSON, ’24