Ipswich High School - Tiger Yearbook (Ipswich, MA)

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rated with blue and gold, welcomed its merrymakers. Classmates would greet each - other occassion- ally and receive ’ salutations with good humor. Now sometimes in the history of a .great people the un- expected occuf and so it was with us. An hour passed — evidently the musicians must have had a blow out or run out of gas, but the crowd was patient. Two hours — conster- nation and fear seized the commit- tee. Was this the fruit of their toils? Were all the anticipations and plans for a wonderful debut on the?, part ' of the juniors to end in s S - ignominious defeat? We sHqu ' never again be able to hold u{r|i,’tir heads and face the world, and no disgrace would have been more complete had not a happy group of local players volunteered to furnish music for dancing and thus won our esteem and undying gratitude. There was no grand jury investigation as those in charge were exonerated after the profuse apologies of the orchestra leader. Furthermore, in spite of the un- propitious beginning the evening ended enjoyably. But after the Prom difficulties and when our class made a rather poor showing at the interclass track meet on Field Day, we began to feel as if fate were against us. However, we feel that we have retrieved our reputation and have put through the events of senior year with a success equal to thpt of previous classes. At last the year of years had come. It was our desire to make our final bow with a flourish, to make our last gesture a graceful one. Our class officers at the pres- ent are Mary Patch, president; Robert Elwell, vice-president ; Eliza- beth Gove, treasurer; and Stella Ciolek, secretary. Our first social event in our sen- ior year was the play. After weeks of preparation, the night of nights came. The hall was crowded with an eager throng which had assem- bled to witness the youthful Thespians. In spite of the fact that Greenlaw and Ciolek couldn’t learn to laugh the play was a marked success. Greenlaw, by the way, ex- cept for his laugh carried off many of the laurels of the evening. Mary McTernan was charming in the stel- lar role, and Elwell was all that could be desired as a hero. The next event of importance was a poverty social at which the juniors were our guests. What a masquer- ade ! It was a revelation to see how destitute some members of the fac- ulty could look, to say nothing of many of the pupils present. The prizes were captured by Miss Blod- gett and Jimmy Bates who dis- played unusual talent in the art of disguise. One other memorable event of the year was the appointment of Colonel Cole to guard the lair of a wild beast located behind the desk in Room IV. The honor of this po- sition and the duties involved made it necessary for him also to act as a body guard to a certain teacher when a book was to be procured from or returned to the book room. To speak more seriously, how- ever, we regret the loss of Jimmy Merson as a graduate of our class who was forced to be out with in- fantile paralysis during the epi- demic. We have enjoyed his pres- ence in Room IV during the latter part of the year and wish him all success with the class of ' 29. Thus we have terminated our four years in Manning — years that will never depart from our memory, years by which we have profited both educationally and socially. We thank the principal and faculty and all who have contributed to the happiness and success of these four years. And in closing let me para- phrase the immortal words of ' Julius Caeser : “We came. We saw. We con- quered.” — Peter Gonis. 18

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the boys by their last names and the girls Miss So and So. When the newness wore off and we began to feel more at home, we determined to organize our class. Paul Jordan was elected president; Wallace Wile, vice-presic ' ent ; Doi is Scahill, secretary; and Stella Cio- lek, treasurer. As bashful freshmen our partici- pation in social events was some- what negligible, although of course we v ere introduced to and thrilled bv the ne’ v game “Seven In — Seven Out.” Thus in our first year we were doomed to obey, look, listen, and study that we might outgrow our greenness and graduate to the sopliomore room. No bosoms ever swelled with greater pride than ours, when we took our seats in Room V in the fall of 1925. The fine work of Jordan was shown in his election as presi- dent for a second term. Unfortu- nately he left us, and Doris Scahill fulfilled the seat of honor with ef(ual efficiency. During this year we began to take a greater interest in the social side of school life. How many can remember that beau- tiful faint of Mary McTernan’s on Stunt Night when we gave the stir- ring melodrama, “Wild Nell of the Plains.” And O boy! that gallant rescue by “Pete ’ Mansfield would have aroused the envy of even a Douglas Fairbanks. Nor can I pass over our sophomore year without mentioning how nice Lampropoulos and Ciolek were to Miss Brown. Oh ! those beautiful flowers, those sweet smelling lilacs and roses ! And how can I ever forget the day when they presented her a box of Christ- mas candy. No wonder Miss Brown talked so much about the two lads. Thus we passed our soph- omore year in such a way that we hardly realized the days had passed. At last in the fall of 1926, we were juniors — upper classmen. Nothing could better indicate the wisdom and erudition of the clpss of ’28 than its choice of class offi- cers. Richard Durham was our president; Elizabeth Gove, our vice- president; Robert Elweb, oui‘ treas- uier; and the recorder of the class was I ' .Tary Patch. We had some difficulty in collect- ing our class dues that year, but after Mr. Whipple told us what he thought of us, the matter was promptly adjusted. Our next af- fair of interest was the adoption of a marooned cat. I low many can re- member the day when a special meeting was called that v e juniors (kind-hearted juniors) might adopt a- homeless pussy. We named it “Junior” in honor of our class and solernnized the occasion by an im- pressive ceremony. And let me as- sure you that all our hearts were broken when that beautiful crea- ture left us. This time, however, the cat did not come back. Our social activities that year were more numerous. On Stunt Night we presented a short but powerful tragic sketch entitled, “Wanted, A Wife.” Althea Howe fulfilled all the qualifications for a good wife but alas! the color of her skin was against her. Mary Patch appeared garbed (as usual) in cap and gown. Our next big social event was the Prom. The responsibility of this af- fair was placed on reliable memoers of the class. Miss Bailey took the responsibility for producing the best orchestra in Essex County, for money was naught compared to the honor of the Class of ’28, while Durham of course had general ovei - sight. In every class meeting some master mind would ask, “Miss Bai- ley, are you sure the orchestra will be here?” And Miss Bailey would answer with a pleasing smile, “Yes, I assure you everything will be all right.” Then the crisis had. come. The Prom ! What a gorgeous evening it was. The hall, artistically deco- 17

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GIFTS TO GIRLS How little you realize the grave- ness of this situation. You are gath- ered here to receive your gifts, and yet I dare say you have never given thought as to where these came from. As soon as I was elected by the class, I began looking about for a friend to help me in my presenta- tion. It was nearing the last of ’27 when I found him — Old Father Time, grey, bent, and haggard, and it v as from him that I received a will which in the event of his pass- ing I feel it my duty to carry out. I therefore proceed to present: To Charlotte Dodge, a barrel, to avoid unnecessary embarassment caused while ’ ' mrking with acids. To Irene Woleyko, a vanity case with a chain, t save her suitors the eynense of rer lp ' cing lost ones. To Maude Emerson, who seldom evprcices her vocal ci ords. a nack- a e of I ' Uden’s to use immediately after nubh ' c addresses on occasions like the present. To C-ienna Poilard. who is slow but sure, a can of powder, for emer- To Alice and Stella Cioiek. who are famous musicians, each a baby grand . To Elizabeth Cove, who is an ar- dent lover of nature, a lady’s slip- per To Tiiedma Railev, a calendar pad, so that she may keep her dates seoorate. To Msther Stultz, who is learning to drive, a horn to let us know she is comino . To Hilda Fannon, a nipple, so that she mav hold the title of class babv undisputed. To Doris Scahill, a cage, to keep her Eawle in. To Marv Patch, a seven day clock, so that she may never run do ' m while giving a speech. To Doris Bickerton, who toe dances, a lantern, so that she may keep in the limelight. To Evelyn Johnson, who is a tel- ephone operator, a private line for her own backyard. (Clothesline.) To Lois Hall, a filling station, so that she will not miss the candy room. (Gas pump.) To Mabel Spencer, a harmonica, to make her Happy. To Anna Blunda and Doris Co- meau, each a top, so that they may spin homeward. To Frances Hardy, who was elected class manhater, a rolling pin. for cooking only. To Ruth Millard, a lollypop, to prevent any misuse of her pencil. To Viola Jianakountzos, a razor, to remind her of her close shaves. To Florence Bourque, an instru- ment, which will not get crushed when she is riding home from so- cials. (Jew’s harp). To Dorothy Conant, who is quiet, a book of tennis rules in which she may find the use of a racquet. To Mary McTernan, a mirror, so that she may catch a Ray. To Ruth Stultz, a life saver, to make automobile rides with her sis- ter more enjoyable. To Esther Grant, v ho has fre- qently disturbed study pupils, one pair of shock absorbers to save her sole. (Rubber heels.) To Mary Zervas, the noted class saint, a group of stars, so that she will feel at home. (Movie stars.) To Marjorie Bragdon, who likes to dance, a tow rope, so that she may get the varsity drag. To Ruth Arthur, a spade, to bury Chester. To Althea Howe, a compass, so that she may never get lost in the Maine woods. Father Time has remembered you one and all. Now that I have car- ried out his wishes, I shall retire with a clear conscience. — John Goodhue. 19