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

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THE EXPONENT 11 A number responded to the “Ump’s” yearly ring: Woodlock and Walsh, Durkee and “Mac.” Pasted the ball for many a crack, Varney and Reynolds, Sevrens and “Hoot”, Each one did honor to his G. H. S. suit. Our tennis team being practically new, Zschau was the only one who would possibly do. Oh we hope kind friends we do not bore We hope we do not bore; We can’t do our best till we’ve had some rest Then we’ll talk words galore. About midyears and finals there’s little to say. Look! Most of us wear the significant gray. Ralph Everett Durkee on the pin¬ nacle stood And Christine Fortin was almost as good. Along in the spring of our Junior year Our Class gave a Prom to the Sen¬ iors, dear. In Washington Hall so bleak and so bare A committee did gather to make the place fair. The orchestra tuned up as the clock struck eight And our guests soon arrived tho’ some were quite late. The party broke up at just about one And the Seniors declared ’twas a job well-done. But this year the Juniors did fix up the gym And everyone danced with Oh! such a vim! We all bought refreshments from Mrs. Snow Which troubled us little in our stom¬ achs to stow, And now to you Juniors we Seniors do send A “muchas gracias” and “merci bien.” Oh we’ll tell you all some more, some more. We’ll tell you all some more. For the more we drink the better w r e think Now we’ll tell you all some more. A play “Silas Marner” we gave second year, But as seniors “The Rivals” stands alone, without peer. Our actors all covered themselves o’er with glory; ’Twas a wonderful thing; you all know the story. Our teachers each one have been helpful and kind. They’re the finest bunch that you ever could find. ’Tis the principal, our Edgar B. Smith Who ' is rotund and real-far from be¬ ing a myth. Messrs. Lawrence and Sander has each done his best. To guide our young minds, with praiseworthy zest. Miss Atherton, too, is exceedingly fair, A teacher of her type is certainly rare. In Room 17 where Miss Hamilton rules Is one place at least where nobody fools. No one can get by in Miss Pierce’s class With slip-shod work. Just try if you dass! Miss Allen in Latin has worked with a will In the hope that somehow our brains we might fill. When our soul would express itself in a song ’Tis to Mark A. Davis for the time we belong. Miss Holmes in biology helps us to learn, To view with lespect the bugs we did spurn. Our helpful Miss Childs is always so ready To correct our bad English and keep us all steady. It is Leo A. Pennegar, who tho’ teacher of art, With friendly help in all ways does his part. ’Tis to all of the teachers in these classic halls We owe the success that to our class falls— We hope that they never will think of us less For the fun that we’ve had in old G. H. S. Oh! we ainta gonna talk no more, no more, We ainta ' gonna talk no more, But how shall ye know, unless we go, That we ainta gonna talk no more? ELIZABETH ALBERTI, ’25. CHESTER BURNHAM, ’25. CLASS PROPHECY, 1925 Scene—Cabaret in New York City. Year—1935. (Pauline Seavey is seated at a table with Timothy Toomey close by at an¬ other table. The former drops a card from her bag while paying the check. The waiter picks it up and discovers it to be a G. H. S. alumni membership card, and as he passes it back to her he says:) M: “Pardon me, but do you belong to the G. H. S. Alumni Society?” S: “Yes, I do. Why?” M: “I belong to the Alumni of G. H. S. myself. I am Richard Minott.” S: “Why, Dick Minott, is it really you? Don’t you remember me? I’m Polly Seavey.” (Toomey at an adjoining table hears the conversation and joins the others.) T: “Pardon me for interrupting, but did I hear you say, you were Polly Seavey?” S: “Indeed you did. Aren’t you Timothy Toomey?” T: “I am.” S: “Well, what are you doing here?” T: “Why, I’ve needed a vacation for months; I thought New York City a nice quiet place. So here I am. I am manager of a country store in Leyden, Mass., Mudd Hurl- burt and Ruth Cummings are my trusty clerks. Do you mind if I join you at your table?” S: “I’d be delighted to have you.” T: “Bring us something cold to drink, please, Dick.” (Waiter leaves for drink.) S: “Have you seen any of our old G. H. S. classmates lately? Tell me all the latest gossip concerning them—just think ten years ago to¬ day we graduated from dear old G. H. S.!” T: “Yes, and little did we realize how easy our High School days were. I think I have a bit of news for you. Let me see. Oh yes! Did you know that Helen MacGowan became so thoroughly interested in dramatics at G. H. S. that she organized a com¬ pany of her own and she has been very successful producing—‘When a Dumb Student Is Dumb.’ ” S: “Helen sure was a shining star! Speaking of actors, did you know tha 1 Harvey Sevrens and Hermon Walker have joined the circus? They make very clever clowns. Helen Cornilovich

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10 THE EXPONENT alty. What does it mean to be loyal to our school? Doesn’t it mean that we should stand back of any school enterprise—the Exponent, the games, and entertainments which our school puts on. I think that this is just what it implies. We should support our school paper by writing poems and stories. There has not been enough support for this paper and we should always show the editor and his staff that we are ready to do our bit towards making our school pa¬ per successful. Then we should go to as many games as we can and cheer for the fellows on the teams. It inspires them and helps them to be the win¬ ners. Any team can play better if it knows that it has the support of the students back of it. We should be on hand to go to the fair and stand loyal to G. H. S. by cheering our best so that we may win, the banner or the cup or both. The pres¬ ent graduating class has always tried to be loyal and it is their de¬ sire to leave as good an example as the former students have. The second word of our motto is Honor. Have we always been hon¬ est? I think that I may say that the majority of us have. Honesty should prevail more than anything else in our class work and examinations. It is here that we are tested. Our fel¬ low student may crib and get away with it but that doesn’t make it any the more honorable. It is up to us, therefore, to show that we uphold our honor on every occasion. We should look down on a person who cannot be trusted. By doing this, we would soon show these few students that we stand for honor. The last word of our motto is scholarship. All the pupils in the high school should be working hard and earnestly for high marks and scholarship. There are two or three in every class that stand high but we should have more competition. It would be a great deal more interest¬ ing if the marks of many pupils were all about the same average. Then we shouldn’t know who the valedic¬ torian and salutatorian would be. It is a great honor for any pupil to reach this goal so we all hope that there will be more competition for these two honors. Our school also stands for friend¬ ship, for many of our life-long friend¬ ships originate in the high school. Since one of the essentials of friend¬ ship is thoughtfulness and apprecia¬ tion of the other person’s point of view, this is what we should try to icultivate. There is no other school in the surrounding towns that is any better than ours, for the one we attend is, we consider, the best. It is up to us, therefore, to show that we are loyal to our school at all times, and that honor and scolarship are two of its qualities. Greenfield High School has stood and always will stand for its motto—Loyalty, Honor, and Scholarship. As the class of 1925 depart from this beautiful building as alumni they will always remember their high school days and the distinction of be¬ ing the first class to graduate from this building after attending it during the school year. I sincerely hope that the future classes will find the .same inspiration that we have found here. MILIA E. BALLOU, ’25 CLASS HISTORY OF ’25 Oh, now good friends lend us your ears, Now lend us all your ears; We’ll tell you true what we did do In Our Greenfield High-school years. Listen, my friends, if you’ll survive We’ll tell you the history of class ’25. We entered as freshmen in the year ’21 Expecting to have a whole lot of fun, But soon we found out, that with les¬ sons to learn The midnight oil we at times had to burn. Class officers soon engaged our at¬ tention, A few of whose names right here we might mention! Chet Burnham, as president, guided the class; His co-partner was Elizabeth Alberti, the lass. Then Chet was succeeded by Francis Flynn Who for three years pleased all by that cheerful grin. Roy Wheeler followed Varney as guardian of coin (It takes lots of money to ket j) a class goin’). Sometimes we earned pennies by selling of candy; Every one wanted some; it tasted so dandy. Miss Ellen Fiske kept the books for four years And as every one knows we had but few fears. When we get a breath we’ll tell some more, We’ll tell you all some more. When we get a breath we’ll talk you to death, While we tell you all some more. Our Freshman Reception was attend¬ ed with glee By hordes of small Freshies you could trot on your knee. But instead of the trotting we gave them some time, With cartoonist Parker who showed ’em his line. But all of them wanted to get to the dance, So we took out the seats and they started to prance. ’Twas voted by all to have been a success; But ah! the next morning the hall was a mess. When it comes to athletics our class is right there. We began Freshman Year at the old County Fair, And were well represented by Wood- lock and Zschau; ’Twas Woodard got “G” tho’ no one knows how; All the four years at this same county fair These three young athletes each did his share. Again in the fall when football came ’round A number of Freshmen came out with a bound. For the last couple years, ’24 and ’25 The following men showed they were alive: Woodlock and Mills, Osgood and Zschau Were there all the time in the big pow-wow! Burnham and Dudley, Warner and “Mac”, Each showed he had some strength in his back. But for basketball we are sorry to say, Not a person came out, to the coach’s dismay. Miss Johnston, however, secured a girls’ team, (When seen on the floor they sure were some scream.) When baseball arrived very early that spring

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12 THE EXPONENT is with the same company. She is the snake-charmer.” T: “I don’t believe they need a great amount of training, do you? Remember the valedictorian of our class, Everett Durkee? What a woman hater he used to be! I haven’t heard anything about him since the year we graduated.” S: “Well, he went to Egypt on re¬ search work and was so much at¬ tracted by the women of that famous land, that he gave up his work and established a harem.” (Minott enters with the drinks. Places them on the table.) T: “Durkee and his Harem! Well, well, what next? Dick, what is the name of this drink?” M: “That is called Lynchade; it is manufactured by Arthur Lynch and has a very large sale. Have you seen any of the latest shows?” S: “No, I just arrived last night.” M: “Well, it would be a regular reunion if you and Tim would be my guests at the opera to-night. I’m the chief detective for the city and can get passes to any show at any time— I’ll go out and see what seats I can get for to-night.” (Exit). T: “Oh, say, Polly, have you heard about the champion automobile racer? This famous woman has taken all the prizes in the cross country races; she is the most reckless and dare-devil driver known.” S: “Who is she?” T: “She is Evelyn Benson.” S: “Pm not surprised. Evelyn was always quite a speed devil. And her sister Mildred, do you know any¬ thing about her?” T: “Oh yes, she is superintendent of a very successful matrimonial bureau, and can you imagine who came in looking for a wife the other day?” S: “No, I haven’t any idea.” T: “Kenneth Clark. He claims that the necktie he wears each day has a great influence over the way his business affairs progress, and at the boarding house where he now is, the maid is always misplacing the tie he wants for that day. So he decided that the only safe and sane solution would be a wife, who would take care of his neck-ties. He con¬ sulted Mildred’s matrimonial buieau and Myra Sanderson became Mrs. Kenneth Clark—Keeper of Neckties.’ S: “That reminds me that J ' e Dudley always wore fancy neckti in our school days. Remember vh- great talent he exhibited in wri ' ur poetry. He is now giving formal readings in Greenwich Village, and is being lionized by all the debutantes of the season.” T: “Guess I’ll call on Joe before I leave for the wilds—did you know our class treasurer, LeRoy Wheeler, is a draft clerk in the First National Bank?” S: “Is that so? Splendid—What does he do?” T: “Oh, he opens and shuts the door.” S: “How wonderful—Oh! Toomey —Esther Claghorn has introduced a new dance, ‘The Shadow.’ It may be danced only by persons weighing ninety pounds or less. Dugald Mac¬ Intyre is the proprietor of the cab¬ aret where she dances and he wears the same type of clothes he wore in the Senior play.” T: “I saw Milia Ballou, Grace Facey, Reita Bitzer and Charlie Walsh the other day. They were selling a new kind of henna rinse, called ‘A Rose Between Three Thorns’ and for a guarantee they ex¬ hibited their own crops as specimens of the wonders it would do.” S: “Guess who came to see me, selling freckle removing cream?” T: “Haven’t any idea—who was it?” S: “Ellen Fiske. Ellen is generous as well as famous. When you buy a pound jar of freckle cream, you re¬ ceive a ticket to one performance of her play. This play has for its theme the wonderful results accom¬ plished after you use the freckle cream and behold,—Norman Howe is her leading man. It is a clever sketch of love and freckles—more love and less freckles. T: “Guess I’ll buy a jar. He must make a fine leading man. I re ad a corking write up of Norman’s ability in dramatics, in Bingville Bugle which is edited by J. Howard Cooper. That paper has a very extensive cal¬ culation now and the Curtis Publish¬ ing Company has the Bugle as an active rival.” S: “Lucille Erhart and Christine Fortin have founded a college of interpretative laughing.” T: “Well, they were stars in it during our high school days. They ••urht to 1 ■■ successful. I heard that Elizabeth ' berti has a position as director of Bachelor Actors. She cv is the leading ladies f- r ih. i ■ eli-i tors in the fomou Bo 1 f ' She also de- S: “What a surprise—I expected Elizabeth to be an artist or a school- mum. Remember Lois Barnes? She is down in Gardnerstown supervis¬ ing a Sanitarium for ' overworked students from G. H. S., and would you believe it, the pla ce is filled. T: “Wait a minute—that is a ter¬ rible shock to my mental system— poor G. H. S.—what could be worse! By the way, where did Texas Warner go after he left school?” S: “From the latest reports Law¬ rence is the commander of a naval station in Zulu and he spends most of his time telling the natives about his mad romances in Greenfield.” T: “Warner was always a fine nar¬ rator of events. I heard a wonder¬ ful lecture last night—another class¬ mate has become famous. Chester Burnham graduated from the Kala¬ mazoo School of Science, you know, and now he is touring the country, lecturing on the Darwinian Theory, offering William Parmenter and him¬ self as sexamples of the ‘Missing Link.’ ” S: “How wonderful! Did you know that Doris Clapp has broken innumerable records.” T: “Why no. How’s that?” S: “Oh, she works in a music store.” T: “Mary Lawler has been telling bed time stories over the radio from station S. A. S. for the last two years. Haven’t you ever tuned in on S. A. S.?” S: “No—but I’ll surely do so. Oh did you know what original interpre¬ tative w T ork Ruth Griswold, Elizabeth Streeter, Avis Graves, and Marjorie Studer have chosen? They are fog horns in the lighthouse scene of the opera, ‘No Matter How Fast a Fish Swims He Never Sweats.’ ” T: “I always did say that those girls would become famous as singers some day. Who wrote that play?” S: “Margaret Coogan, the little bespectacled miss from Millers Falls, wrote it and she had Dick Kiley help her.” T: “Paul Reynolds has written someth’ng also; a series of short articles entitled ‘Confessions’ which anpear monthly i i the Ladies’ Home Journal.” S: “I wonder if he writes from ex¬ perience only or if he has consulted others of our famous class. William Merriam purchased a rge farm down in Whateley J , raising ' dorless onions.” T: “That’s fine. I always kr A