Gwynns Falls Junior High School - Gwynnonia Yearbook (Baltimore, MD)

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11111111928 GWYNNONIA 9 JUNE CLASSES CLASS 9A1 ISADORE ABRAMS XVe have it from good authority that Izzy was the inspiration of the composer who wrote the popular song, Mah Curly Headed Boy, ROSS ADKINS Pinky owes his success with the girls to his sweet disposition, Those eyes are always smiling. JACOB BERGER Jake would make a good cook: his pies in printing are simply delicious. FRIEDA BERMAN Frieda's happiest moments are those she spends in the gym. She cuts her lunch period short to get there. DOROTHY BERRY lt speaks well for Dot's brains that she is most attractive to the boys on test days. MILDRED BRACK Mil was very much disappointed because she was not chosen to represent the stylish stouts in the Fashion Show. GERTRUDE BRODER Ciertie is going to open a beauty shop and be a living advertisement for the latest marceling ma- chine. EDITH BROWNING We have discovered that Edith keeps her nose turned up because she expects to be an astronomer, and she wants to keep her eyes star-gazing. S0 glad we know! U N AI lflltfnza 11 ff MAY BURKE No! May is not thinking of being an editor. She claims there isn't enough work to it to make her happy. MINNIE CAPLAN XVe think that Min would make a very good prima-donna for she sings our Iirench poems tres bien. MABEI. CLICKNER Vv'e should advise Mabel to be a Swiss yodeler for she is strengthening her vocal chords with mid- period giggling. BENJAMIN COHEN Benny does not believe that brain is better than brawn. His muscles are growing. BERNARD COHEN lf we could borrow one or two veils from the dance of the seven veils. and wrap them around Bruno's face. he would look quite handsome. HILDA COHEN Hilda is taking her daily dozen seriously in an attempt to reduce enough to tip the scales at a mere 250 pounds. IRVIN COHN Cohn is little, but so tough he bites nailslhis own. GRACE COLLINS The day Gracie made up for the Circus, she had a shiny nose all day after removing her make-up. It was tragic, because she had lost her powder puff.

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8 GWYNNONIA Iune1928 Pressing my traveler button, I got a picture of all Europe, but as few of my friends were there, I made my flight across the Atlantic in thirty-three minutes, and landed on Curtis Field. I immediately made my way into New York, for I felt sure wonderful sights awaited me. Frantic yells of Extras by the newsboys urged me into buying one, and I was well rewarded by finding that an old friend, Mary Mulligan. was marrying a desert sheik, but she had converted him to civilized cus- toms and was seeing to it that his large fortune was being presented to her outright. Such is prog- ress since the Hindu marriage in 1928. On Broad- way I saw that Eugene Roberts, the matinee idol, was starring with Helen Emory, the perfect flapper of 1950, and employing Elizabeth I-Iipkins, the expert accountant, to keep a record of the enormous box ofhce receipts. On a corner I joined a large crowd in listening to the human substitute for a phonograph, Herbert Harrison, and was unfortunate enough to see himi collapse from exhaustion. One of the crowd rushed to render first aid, and I rec- ognized Dr. Henry Windesheim, the renowned sur- geon. After the excitement was over and the phono- graph restored, I slipped into Roxie's New Theatre for a little diversion. Here Florence Berryman's remarkable acrobatic stunts and Sophie Bichman's light fantastic again made me proud of my Gwynn- onian friends. Virginia Freaner soon appeared with her troop, and strutted her stuff to splendid ad- vantage before the audience. Bewildered by all I had seen, I decided that it was best to return to Baltimore, and myself. So tak- ing a farewell look at New York, I pressed my traveler button, and dorpped off into space again. I opened my eyes just as a flash of lightning passed away, and then as the arcs of light faded away, I loosed the hand controls, and finally as the glare of the last bulb flickered out, I found myself seated again in Mr. Merlin's laboratory after my astound- ing flight into the future. FEBRUARY CLASSES The great night had come. The hall was jam- med to its utmost capacity. The toastmaster, in the person of William. Myers, announced the speak- ers of the evening. Lilian Boyce, the inventor of a new marvel, Kurly Kinks, was admitted to the microphone. I looked at the man next to me, who turned to me and said, I've just had one. Do you think it looks good? Howard Benson was the next broadcaster. His subject was, Why Chil- dren Leave School. Thanks to his talk, I sin- cerely hate all teachers. The broadcasting proceed- ed. Mabel Still, nee Clickner, told of her experi- ences as the wife of the President of the nation. Fred Drape next held the air. Fred always was slow, so an hour and a half was consumed in his lecture, half of that time being used up in starting, and the other half in wondering what he would say. Catherine Ruckert, the great campaigner, came next. As the President's secretary, she was in a position to tell something of his chances for re-election. The winner of the nation-wide story-telling contest was next introduced to the unseen audience. She was Leah Simpson, an able disciple of Miss Sahm. Edna Tinley, a famous Metropolitan star, told her life story. Judging from the bird-like quality of her voice, her chief diet must be canary seed. Ruth Lazon followed with a thrilling episode of an elopement with a millionaire. She provided lots of static. Indeed. one of the bulbs went out en- tirely. Harold Aaron and his orchestra played How Dry I Am, at this juncture, and made our mouths water. A talk on Why Boys Go Crazy Studying English, was the next number. Amado Bavato is a living example of the truth of his statements. Reuben Yoffe, with a bunch of hair big enough to secure him a place among the great composers, was next announced in a piano number, and was followed by Mildred Platt withra repertoire of stale jokes. Then a knock-kneed old marathon runner hobbled before the mike and made a feeble attempt to tell who he was. He finally managed to gasp out his name, Charles Ger- wig, just back from a foot-race around the world. An aged Rabbi next appeared before us with an imploring air. He wanted to be paid for his broad- casting services. Edward Belloff always had a Hebrew instinct. He was followed by Wop Papa with a self-advertising skit about his chain of barber shops. A man with a mouth like the Grand Caverns here stepped up and almost swal- lowed the broadcasting apparatus. We knew him in Gwynns Falls as Carroll Bradford. His mouth grew more rapidly than his body. Suddenly two large objects loomed before us, casting huge shadows on the opposite wall. Kieffer's earsl Yes, they were the same, only more so. Shutting off all the light as they did, the evening program concluded abruptly, and we groped our way out into the night, where I, for one, walked slowly home, pondering on the changes that had come over the members of our old February classes of 1928.

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10 GWYNNONIA Iune1928 CLASS 9A l CLAUDIA DAWES Claudia is the beauty of the class and may be re- sponsible for some of the lack of concentration on the part of the boys. BESSIE FEPELSTEIN Bessie's knowledge of books comes in handy when the teacher forgets the characters. She is the authority on book reports. CAROLYN FINKENAUER Carolyn is one of the few girls left who do not use the class room as a beauty parlor. MARIAN FOSTER Marian brought her strong Southern accent with her when she came from Norf Calinaf' ELIZABETH GAREY Betty is our livliest newspaper reporter. She has such a good nose for news that she knows cxactly how much sugar each teacher uses in her colfee. DORIS GILBERT Doris is specializing in home economics. She will make a good house-mistress for some lucky male. ADA GOLDMAN Ada can hit the ball in volley. She's got some wallop. Watch out, boys. EVELYN GROFF Evelyn is so good in Latin that we suspect that way back in history she was a Roman lady. JESSE HAUGH Jesse, when not sleeping quietly, admires the op- posite sex. MARGARET HELGERT Our Sleeping Beauty is always embarrassed when the rude laughter of the class awakens her. NELVA HOBBS Nelva talks so much in school, that We tell her no secrets for fear that she talks in her sleep. DOROTHY HOOD Dorothy is the would-be vamp of the class. She is waiting for a chance to compete in a beauty contest. Powder and comb often get her into trouble in the French class. WESLEY JONES Weasel is Don .Iuan's greatest rival since he has been taking dancing lessons. How that boy can shake a foot!