Hatfield High School - Hatter Yearbook (Hatfield, PA)

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Class History anal Prophecy SCENE: Oflice of Editor of Hatfield Blotch TIME: Late afternoon, 1953 PROPERTY: Editor's sign, telephone, desk, pile of typewritten copy, pencils, etc. CuARAcTERs: Editor, Edward Bonekemper Owner, Evelyn Kaler Sporty' Reporter, Paul Leidy fEditor sitting at desk when scene opens. Evelyn enters.l EVELYN: How is business getting along today, Ed.? EDWARD: Pm sorry, Evelyn, but we lost money again last week. Nobody wants to advertise. Why, this depression is as bad as the one in 1933. Remember how hard We had to work to get ads for our year book? EVELYN: Can't we cut down on the overhead? EDWARD: Impossible I CPaul Leidy enters wearing baseball cap, and carrying glove.D EDWARD: Hello, 'Dillyf Have your copy finished already? PAUL: You bet. We played the Yanks a double header today. I'll be back in a few minutes. So long CExit Paul-Enter Evelynj. EVELYN: What,s the sense in paying him forty a week just to write a half column a day? EDWARD: But, Evelyn, Paul's the best pitcher in the big leagues. just a little article by him, and we sell twice as many papers. Why, just on Friday he held Detroit to one hit and hit a homer himself and he pitched against the Yanks today. EVELYN: Well, I suppose you're right. EDWARD: How are the American Towel Mills making outfi' EVELYN: We just got another big order yesterday-Bill Anderson's barber shop on Forty-second Street? EDWARD: He has some barber shopI Twenty years ago, who would have imagined him as the proprietor of a barber shop almost as big as the Hotel Chastleton, fifteen barbers, and only ten cents for a hair cut. EVELYN: I wonder Why Bill never married. Remember at school how he used to to talk about the Souderton 'queensf and at baseball games he had all the pretty girls. Now here he is, almost forty years old, handsome, rich and still a bachelor. Well, that's the way it goes. CThoughtfully.l By the way, are you sure your business manager is honest? Perhaps this- finterruptedl. EDWARD: HonestI I I Don't you remember julia Bresel? EVELYN: julia Bresell Of course I do. I had forgotten that she helps you run this business. Your funds surely are safe with her. Remember what a good class treasurer she Was? EDNVARDZ Yes, julia certainly could be trusted, and she's just as efficient as ever, even with added household duties. EVELYN: Well, I'll have to go. But, Ed., I'm afraid we'll have to stop the paper if we lose money this week again. I'll see you laterf' CExit Evelyn. Enter Paul.J PAUL! Who was that? Her face looked familiar. EDWARD: She owns the American Towel Mills. You know-the mills that supply all the towels and washcloths for the senators and representatives at Wash- 1ngton.'

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C C Savagev Rabbiv ...... Chick ...... julie . . Reinert Ad1os ....... Lizzie . ..... Giedgow, Eve? ........ H Art ......... Moseleyi' Daven .. Grace . Mary . Charlottei' Dill . . . bam ........ Our Challenge Our school tasks have been completed, Our books have been put aside, We've gone through the portals of knowledge And our footstep echoes have diedg The future lies before usg The past is sealed in our heartsg The days to come have a meaningg We all must play our parts. What our part will be in the great whole We may never understand, But we know we're here to play it In just the best way we can. We know itis a part of action, Not whining and shirking or fright, A part of love to each human, Not cynicism nor spite. We may regret that weire lacking ,In talents that others possess, But our time will only be wasted If we wish for what might have beeng The world is offering a challenge To every individual selfg Each life of love and service, Is a mine of wondrous wealth. -Charlotte Scott. Senior Pastimes Riding elevators in Washington. Emitting a horrible screech called a laugh. Clipping Savage,' or Kaler on the cranium. Collecting class money. Exercising her jaws with Wrigley's. Horning in. Acting dignified by sleeping. Gazing at buildings in the far, far away. Acting hard fhe isn'tl. Dating one junior after the other. Drumming chopsticks on the piano. CHe calls it playingj Getting bumped by another car in his Ford. Acting angelic. Dreaming of her Doylestown hero. Arguing for a half point. Gazing. Regretting the end of Saturday morning in Washington, D. C

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PAUL: She owns those large mills on Broad Street? Oh, you mean Evelyn Kaler? But how did she get the monopoly on government towels? EDWARD: Well, you know Senator DeTurk from Doylestown? .PAULZ Oh, you mean William DeTurk, the President's right hand man. Yes, everybody knows him. EDWARD: She just played a little game of politics, and he did the rest. PAUL: Boy! Is that guy an orator! I'l1 bet Patrick Henry would feel cheap along side of Bill. Remember how he used to argue at school? EDWARD: Yes, and wasn't he lucky to get a girl on our Washington trip? PAUL: I don't see where he was any luckier than Grace Ricci. How about that handsome man she met on the same trip? EDWARD: That's right. I forgot about Grace. Remember, how after our return from Washington, she was always looking out the windows in Room 12 in the direction of Doylestown? PAUL: How about the day you asked her the population of Doylestownf' EDWARD: Oh, yes! And she said ONEY' PAUL: She had been a nurse at Great View Hospital. When she was there, there were twice as many patients as usual. ' EDWARD: And when she left, wasn't it queer how all the patients suddenly got well? One handsome fellow went there five times, but since Grace has gone, he's had perfect health. PAUL: By the way, Ed., why does Evelyn come here so often? Does she write articles for you ? EDWARD: Write articles! She owns the paper I PAUL: She does??' EDWARD: Yes, but she's going to sell out if we lose money again this week. Things certainly look bad. CPhone rings-Edward answers.D Hello. Who? Elizabeth Dornbach! How much for a page ad? Wait a minute! Am I hearing correctly? You want a full page ad in this week's paper! Fine! I'll see you tomorrow. Thanks, Lizzief' CHangs up.D Think of it, 'Dilly,' a full page ad from one of our classmates, Elizabeth Dornbach! Another ad and the paper is safe! PAUL: An ad from Lizzie Dornbach! What's she advertising? EDWARD: She's business manager of the Penn Sculptural Company. PAUL: Business manager? Who owns it? ' EDWARD: Her husband. You know, that position just suits her. She's always been so quiet, and so are the statues. PAUL: Boy! Wasn't she quiet at school? No wonder she wants a large advertise- ment. EDWARD: And could she answer examination questions! CPhone rings.l Hello! Hello! Hello! Who is this? Paul Henning! CSomewhat ironicallyl From where are you phoning? From London? I can't hear you. Paris? fMuch surprised, You just arrived there in your airplane? Oh, yes! You bet! I?ll give you a good write-up. A half page ad? O.K. So long CHang up receiverl. Hooray! The paper is saved! Another advertisement! CEvelyn enters.J EDWARD: I-lello! Hello! Hello! Who is this? Paul Henning CSomewhat ironically! ! From where are you phoning? From London? I can't hear you. Paris fMuch surprisedl? You just arrived there in your airplane? Oh, yes! You bet! I'll give you a good write-up. A half page ad? O.K. So long CHangs up receiverl. Hooray! The paper is saved! Another advertisement! EVELYN: What's that? CNotices Pauli Oh, pardon me. Am I intruding??' EDWARD: Oh, no! Not at all! Evelyn, you remember Paul Leidy??' EVELYN: Paul Leidy? Of course, I do? I haven't seen you for ages. How do you do. CShake hands.J