Higgins Junior High School - Tatler Yearbook (Thompsonville, CT)

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THE TATLER 3 had recently been invented by Pro- fessor Nuccio, whose knowledg’e of mathematics and ability to solve mathematical problems and adjust an- gles another way, had led to this wonderful invention. It is indeed a marvelous invention, for it enables the user to see anyone in any part of the world. As I looked through the telescope, I saw a very attractive studio and within was Dorothy Fuge surrounded by manuscripts. Her great desire was to become an author. No doubt she has succeeded. Next flashed across the telescope a very attractive looking house in the Connecticut Valley, and looking fur- ther, I distinguished George Reming- ton in the tobacco fields. So evidently, George has become a prosperous to- bacco-raiser. I then saw Alex Buika in his study, working on the greatest criminal case of the day. Now I see a gymnasium where a very slim lady is giving decisive com- mands to her class. She must be Grace Pellaio, although she resembles very little the Grace I used to know. Why, there is Hilda Trudeau in her studio sketching a landscape. I re- member having recently read that she has become very famous. Adjusting the focus of the telescope a little, I see Blethen Dutton, in his office. He is now a doctor and at present he is talking to his nurse, Louise McKowen. Again the vision changes to a court- room where I see a very dignified judge, who greatly resembles the for- mer Sydney Bower. He is sitting at his desk, and in the jury I see a very efficient looking person whom I know is Ralph Landry. Over in the corner I see a newspaper reporter rapidly jotting down notes. By the expres- sion on his face I recognize him as Walter Moody. At the door is stand- ing a very sturdy policeman, that I am sure is Carl Menzler. As this view faded away there came into sight a large tennis court ad- joining som.e school buildings. A very athletic looking young lady is teach- ing some young girls the art of ten- nis. Why, she must be Virginia Brainard! Now I am’ in the library of the school were Angenette and Marie Vail, the capable matrons of the school, are discussing their pupils with Mademoiselle Leger, the French teacher. A Committee Room in a school building where a Teachers’ Conven- tion is being held was then shown me by the telescope. A grave looking man, whom I know is Frank Javor- ski is sitting at the head of the table. Seemingly he is superintendent. Around the table are seated Julia Salva, Amelia Salva, Joseph Sarno, Hazel Iskiyan, and Lily Cascia, whom I imagine are all efficient school teachers. By adjusting the focus of the tele- scope so as to get a distant view, I see a ship sailing on the Southern Seas. A dignified man is walking back and forth on the deck. I am sure he is William Pawelcik and he must be the captain of the ship. With him is Charles Romano as a ship- mate or an old friend, I cannot decide which. Adjusting the focus again, I see Robert Jackson and Frank Maffe, the two great comedians of today. Frank is playing ( ? ) the violin while Rob- ert is dancing with great skill, the “Sailors’ Hornpipe.” I now see the inside of a theater. Who is that graceful dancer? Surely it must be Fannie. And there at the piano is Carolyn Blowen, the famous pianist. In the orchestra are Ed- ward Jacobs and Frederick Phelps. And there is the owner of this large theater, Martin Theur. After resting a moment, I again pick up the telescope and immediately I see a large room where men are completing a marvelous radio outfit. Directing them are Frank Woodworth and Donald Barker. Ralph Schoppe is sitting at a large desk in a corner making a blueprint. The business manager, who is Gilbert Bajek, is dictating a letter to the stenographer, Wanda Michalowski. Glancing over her .shoulder I observe that the letter is addressed to Louis Gamache, who is a very energetic salesman of the ra- dio corporation. The marvelous telescope then show- ed me the inside of a large and pleas- ant school room. Here Enis Testoni

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GRADUATING CLASS

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6 THE TATLER and Winifred Robinson were talking, — so it seemed that they had become school ma’ams and I heard Winifred say: “Enis, did you know’ that Anna Cep- ko and Anna Wialy had opened a tailor shop and were doing very well ?” (I forgot to tell you that this tele- scope also enables one to hear what other people are saying.) “They are?” said Enis. “No, I did- n’t know, but have you heard that Dominick Sena is practicing as a doc- tor in Thompsonville, and the people seem very much pleased with him?” Then I saw Leona Bilodeau play- ing the piano in a concert, while Anna Bromage sang. Anna, I learned, was an opera singer, and Leona equal to Paderewski. After listening to the music, there flashed a picture that showed me Jo- sephine Bent concocting delicacies as mistress of the “Dew Drop Inn.” “What next?” I thought, and closed my eyes for an instant. When I open- ed them, I saw a Senate room in the capitol at Washington, D. C. The Secretary of State, whom I recognized as Howard Bromage, was discussing foreign affairs with two ambassadors — George Bassos, the ambassador to Greece, and Joseph Rinaldi, the am- bassador to Italy. I now see the inside of a hairdress- ing parlor. The owner of the shop, Mary Kiablek, is talking to her chief assistant, Adele Kurley. I can hear Mary say: “Adele, have you heard from Ruth Pease ? I haven’t since she and Bur- ton Henry were married, more than six months ago.” “Why, didn’t you know that they had built a nice little home in the suburbs of Boston? You know, when Burton was in the eighth grade he had interests in the Building and Loan Association.” “I read in the papers yesterday,” said Mary, “that the good ship ‘Space’ has sailed for Europe with a cargo of goods from the ‘Petraska and Nowak Corporation.’ George Petkos is the captain of the ship. I heard no more for the telescope showed me a table in a library behind which were seated two efficient look- ing librarians, whom I recognized as Dorothy Hamill and Katy Guarneri, the former talking to a good looking chap, Orien Baker, a wealthy banker. A beauty parlor was then revealed to me, and seated in a chair was Lil- lian Villers, having her hair curled by a capable hairdresser, Bertha Sharis. Coming down the aisle of a church in New’ York were Louise D’Aversa and Harold August, arm-in-arm, fol- low’ed by a dignified minister, George Wialy. A macaroni factory appeared and I found Peter Cappozzi and Vincent Dazio acting as the managers. A tailor’s shop came into view’,, and there was Herman Greenblatt, sit- ting crosslegged, sewing a coat. His model, Henry Mylek, is show’ing, with great efficiency coats to a gentleman w’ho is considering buying a suit. Hearing excited shouting, I turned my telescope toward a tennis court where I found Astrima Tina and Ju- lietta Montano, two great .tennis champions, skilfully playing doubles in a tennis tournament in New Jersey. I overheard Carolyn Chillson, a Do- mestic Science teacher, saying to Alice Rolando, an English teacher in the new high school, “Have you heard that ElizabethT Best is a prosperous business wmman, managing a pencil factory in Grand Rapids, Michigan?” “No, I hadn’t heard that before, but I read in the paper last night that Tony Bak and Tonv Bruno have bought the N. Y., N. H. H. R. R. and intend to pay large dividends to the stockholders. Don’t you remem- ber the time Mrs. Stow’e told us that the rate of interest at that time was 2 % ?” Now I see a stage in one of the leading Boston theaters, on which are playing Doris and Ethel Carson, and Gertrude Lester, prominent members of the Ziegfield Follies. Hearing the announcement of another feature, I w aited to see Rosamond Lamont, the successor of Pavlow’a. I heard a big thud and I saw’ a jan- itor nlacing a great number of books on Philosophy on a bookshelf in a school library. ‘ These books w’ere written by Leona Caroline, w ho had become an author of great renow’n. They had been donated by Joseph