Holbrook High School - Echo Yearbook (Holbrook, MA)

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THE ECHO 15 GIFTS To Charlotte we give this block of paper. We hope that she will use it later To write her frie.nds across the sea And make them as happy as happy as can be. Louise, to you we give this polish bright To wear when you go out at night. Your nails with luster sure will shine And all will say that they look fine. To Ingrid we present this horn And hope she, ’ll let us know she’s born. We wonder if we’ll see the day When Ingrid will blow “Hey de Hey.” To Audrey Clark so cute and small We give to her this little ball. When Chet is far, yes far away, With her small children she may play. Colburn’s a sheik but bashful is he; He loves to read books on Romance and Harmony. So this love story fine we give to you; ’Twill give you some thrills for an hour or two. To Dorothy we give this pass So she, may strut with all her class Amongst the ushers in the show When to her Tommy she does go. To you, Dan, this little tick we give In hopes that with him you can live To remind you of many a happy day When you rehearse, d in the Senior Play. To Arnold we give this wee little truck And wish him also the best of luck, For now he’ll not have to walk and to walk To carry his papers around the block. To Pearl we give this poster paint ’Twas posters she, made, sometimes quaint. Some for the dramas, and some for the prom No matter for what, ’twas Pearl they were from. She gives to us poor Holbrook lads a cold and icy stare But to the youths in Quincy town a smile sublime and rare. So for you Rhoda we have found this auto nice, and bright. Just take the beau from Quincy out and keep him from our sight. To Rose though meek and mild is she To her shall go this bag of tea So that fifty years from this same date She will remember this day of fate. To Anna we, give this book by Webster And then her speech she’ll surely master We hope her bright ideas she’ll share, And then a smile we all will wear. To Arthur we give this nice, new book Which tells him how, a fish to hook. It will never, never, never fail And now he’ll return with fish in his pail. A look in this mirror At an innocent face Will reveal Ernie Groves (Sidney) Poised with gracq. This cornet to you, Hammie, as through life you go. Just carry it with you instead of some dough. When people do say, “Please give us a tune.” Don’t stand there and simply look at the moon. Jones, to you we give this razor blade, And hope that it you will not trade But keep your face all shaven clean To match up with a necktie green. A razor blade that’s made of rubber Should go to him who shaves in haste For Kelly, our Kentucky colonel, we often see With a bandage or two on his face. To you, Kunan, we give this shiny gun And hope with it you’ll have some fun. In Rifle Club you shoot so well We know with this you’ll ring the bell. To Leo we give this beautiful doll So he will have, someone to take to the ball. He always is looking for some fair lass, And we’re sure that this one will always pass. To Charlotte Miles we give this bank And hope some day her class she’ll thank For giving her a place to hoard Her pennies for a bright new Ford.

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14 THE ECHO Russell Salter is the editor and publisher of the Brookville Sun. The paper has a circulation of 20,000. Russ now resides in Randolph. On street cars and posts everywhere we see signs advertising “Liver Pills.” On these posters are pictures of Art Goodnow. Remember Art’s work on the parallel bar? Wel l, Art owes his success to Liver Pills. In the crystal there appears an orphanage. There is Pearl Fowler in the yard surrounded by children. Pearl is now doing missionary work. Charlotte Miles is the proprietor of a dancing school. She is a huge suc- cess. Next week Charlotte is going to Paris to dance for the nobility. After that it is Hollywood for Charlotte. Priscilla Stanley, our lunchroom manager, now writes for a homemaking magazine. Her newly perfected recipes are swell. The other day I was in Brookville and met an old pal. Bob Mitchell. Bob now owns the Hanson store. He lives in Brookville with Agnes, and his curly haired daughter. Rosie Moran now lives in New York and she writes a column feature for the New York Times. Incidentally, her novels are all big sellers. Hilton Murdock graduated from Technology and now earns his living by designing cars. And what cars they are. They are O’Connor Ambassadors. Mary O’Connor who drove her car in high school is the owner of the business, and Rollo owes a great deal to Mary for her encouragement. A certain belle on Park Avenue drives one of these cars when she is not leading Russian wolfhounds around. She is our class aristocrat. Dot Crosby. Rita Walsh runs a physical culture school in Holbrook. Rita is also ath- letic director at Sumner, and is turning out winning teams at our old Alma Mater. Paul Wiggins is a script writer for several commercial radio programs. Audrey Clark married Paul, and Audrey is a writer also. So we can all look forward to big things from Paul and Audrey. Well, the crystal has faded away into mist, but we have talked over all our old classmates. Dentist: Excuse me a moment, please. Pearl: Where are you going? Dentist: Before beginning work on you I must have my drill. Pearl: Great Scott, man, can’t you fill a tooth without a rehearsal? Ingrid: Is bridge a matter of luck, or does science enter into it? Rl oda: It’s science if you win; luck if you lose. Paul: Give me some of that prepared monaceticactdester of salicylic acid. Mr. Hodge: Do you mean aspirin? Paul: That’s right! I can never think of that name. Rhoda has just purchased a postage stamp at a sub-station. “Must I stick it on myself?” she asked. “Positively not, madam,” replied the postal clerk. “It will accomplish more if you stick it on the enevelope.”

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16 THE ECHO To Leona will go this little gun Then she can make the boy friend run. If he should decide to turn up late, Leona, meet him right at the gate. To you, Bob, we give this car Because in it you will travel far, And if you won’t go terribly fast, We re sure that for you, it will always last. To Art we give this little truck To help him carry his baking stuff While he is out on the road each day Working and working his heart away. We’ve, heard that Rose dislikes the name Fish And though her feelings to hurt, we shouldn’t wish, We feel this gift fitting and hope she won’t mind, For in this small box a fish she will find. To you, Mullie, we give this block of paper. We know it will make you feel much safer. You’ll never run out when writing notes To Barbara on which we think she dotes. To Rollo we give this dainty doll. It’s nearly as wide as it is tall. We know this gift will be a honey Because like you, it’s so cute and funny. Oakie gets this can of gas So that down to Braintree she may pass, And so that she may ride the country round With clouds of smoke and thunderous sound. To Norma we give this music sheet So that on her piano she may beat Notes melodious, a pleasing tune, And be an accompanist very soon. To you. Puds, goes this new song sheet To sing in rhythm with your dancing feet. And when they blow that loud, loud horn, Son, just go ahead and “Pop that Corn.” To Russell who is so quiet and still And beams when you mention the name of Hill, To him we. give this little boat So he and his girl down the river may float. To Bill we give this pair of glasses To help him study for future classes In B. IJ. soon we know he’ll be The light of knowledge these’ll help him to see. To Minnie we give this little comb So she may comb her dainty dome. No matter where she e’er may go This comb will keep her hair just so. For Mary wha’s always so full of good cheer Whe.n serving the patrons some tea or some beer, This apron will come in so handy you see. With the tips in the pockets you can go on a spree. To Priscilla we g ive this pad In hopes that she will get a lad So he oan work for her all day And make a big, enormous pay. To Rita we. give this precious toy So she may play with any boy. We hope that some day one may be The man who buys her bread and tea. To Raymond we give this little pen So to the girl-friend he can send His autograph which she will ke.ep Until the time comes when they shall meet. To you, Paul, we give this sporty car, For yours we know won’t take you far, Because of you we’ve heard some talk How you’d rather die. than get out and walk. To Buzz we give this friendly cow. Will he appreciate it, and how! When he is busy pitching hay, He’ll remember this Class Day. Dan: Say, dad, I want to ask you something. Dad: Well, what is it? Dan: If a lad has a step-father, is the boy a step-ladder? Char (at a ball game) : I heard someone yell fowd; where are the feathers? Rose (wearily) : Oh, this game is between two picked teams.