Hartford Public High School - Classbook Yearbook (Hartford, CT)

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THE CHRONICLE 291 CHARLES REDFIELD 81 VERNON CASTLE Dancing Masters Latest Dances Demonstrated Daily Class-Day Creep and Graduation Glide This Week Only I heard strains of beautiful music issuing from the upper windowsand recognized Mattie Mais1en's piano playing, helped out by Alva L. O. Hanson's performance on a new mouth-organ, which Raymond Brink- man had invented, and which he constantly used as a warning to pedestrians to give him sufficient vertical leeway. The strains of a hand-organ now joined the band and recalled the day when I had heard the High School Orchestra for the first time. I thought the hand- organ seemed pretty good, and upon investigation found that not only the organ but also the organist was pretty, as it was played by Eunice Wright, while Mary Garvey held a large tin pail in which to catch the contributions. I paused to put in a Canadian ten cent piece and found that the pail was already shining with what appeared to be gold coins, but which proved to be a few bright ideas dropped in by Benjamin B. Kaplan. Loud boo-hoos made me look toward the street, where I found that the cause was Madeline Hickie, who was lost, and wanted to have Mary Carrier over to the isle of safety. Her noise soon ceased, because Maxwell Tulin appeared and applied his patent Silencer. The sound of rapidly approaching wheels made the crowd flee for safety just as a beautiful gilt cage was drawn down the street by six white horses, decorated with green and purple ribbons. From this sign I well knew that Anna Goldberg must be the driver. This indeed proved to be the case, but my attention was soon called to the banner floating in the breeze, which read: INFANT PHENOMENON Owned and Exhibited by the Class of 1915 Please do not feed it I was not surprised to see that the cage was occupied by Lawrence Hansel, who peacefully ate peanuts and talked Greek to Frankel, the driver of the next wagon. This proved to be a large float which bore the sign:

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292 THE CHRONICLE MADE IN AMERICA Latest Gowns and Make-ups Exhibited by Madamoiselle Dwight On the float was a striking manikin, which I finally recognized as my old friend Elizabeth Dwight, in spite of the lish-net veil which shrouded her features. The spectators now began to move up Main Street beside the float, and, as it was getting rather smoky because of a heated discussion between the Misses Cole and Coleman, I started along too. ' A minute later I ran into Suvia Paton, who smiled and said, Salw Major Nam, amicc ment' 1'117fc'nf11tis. On my gently reminding her that my early education had been neglected, she apologized in English and explained that she was just engaged in translating the 1915 Owl Annual into Latin, because the character of the book was such that it seemed more appropriate to have it in a dead language, and as a result she sometimes got her medium of communication mixed. I asked her how her better half was, and she said that Alison Hastings was now the tennis champion of the world, having learned to play on roller- skates. Amy Kugler came up and tried to sell me a bunch of guaran- teed VVethers-jivld Howers, which consisted of Rosebud Ruffkess and the Marguerites McGinn and Higgins. I finally agreed to buy them, and told her to send them up to Margaretta Purves, who was to give a concert that evening at the Y. M. C. A. I now broke away and got as far as Goodwin's drug store, where a large picture in the window attracted my attention. This proved to be a photograph of Harry Cohn making his record-breaking dive to investigate the submarine F-4 sunk in Honolulu harbor, but which was found impossible to raise as it was inhabited by a monster shark- Louis Goldstein. Below this was a large bottle on which was printed, Get a bottle of Dr. Partridge's Painless Cure-all. Guaranteed to cure study-itis, cram-itis, Hunk-itis, demerit-itis, and lunchroom-itis. Save your coupons and get a Fishman grand piano free. I was just wish- ing that this had been invented when I had been in High School when Mildred Rogers came along, and, after looking me over sharply for several minutes, hnally decided that it would be all right to speak to me and asked me if I had seen the new building erected on the site of the old five and ten-cent store. I said I had not, so she ofliered to escort me up. On the way, I heard a loud scream, and Miss Rogers