Ipswich High School - Tiger Yearbook (Ipswich, MA)

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I went in for a wave and was greeted by none other than Margaret and Mildred. They certainly do good work. Ashley. When I first came to this office, Joseph Kobos was the janitor but he bothered the rest of the help so that I had to fire him. The last I heard of him he had engaged passage on a tramp steamer. If he pesters them there, I guess hell have to be thrown overboard. Frances. I had a letter from Evelyn Dodge last week. She is a teacher of Latin in Ipswich. She says that at last they have succeeded in getting a new high school and that the architect was none other than Gertrude Berry. Eleanor King is on the same faculty teaching French. She drives back and forth from Manchester every day in her Ford. Ashley. I saw some more of our classmates the other day. I had occasion to go to Boston, and while I was there, the fire alarm rang. As I had plenty of time and the fire wasn’t far away I went to it. There, holding the hose was Frederick Mackinney. Arthur Brennan still holds his position as water boy. He was turning the water on. I was talking to them after the fire, and they said that John Burke was a mail pilot and had made quite a name for himself because of his “Hardy”uiess. Frances. Mother wrote me recently that Ileen Marcorelle, Gladys Cummings, and Gianefa Kubic had a kindergarten in Georgetown which is a suburb of Rowley. They were doing very well at last reports. Ashley. Of course you know that the Clifford Appleton who wrote the book entitled A Stage Groan is none other than the Clifford Appleton that we knew. Another member of our class who is famous is Kenneth Moron g who made quite a hit in the latest Broadway show. He doesn’t have to surround himself with pictures of chorus girls now that he has the real article. Frances. I read in the paper recently that Barbara Stone and Ida Wells have made a very important discovery in the field of animal research work. There was a picture of them in their laboratory. I believe that it said that the animal before them was a cat. As I remember it, Ida did like cats in chemistry class. Ashley. Charlotte Smith was in our chemistry class, too, remember? I guess she gave up the idea of being a chemist because I saw by the paper that she and Grover Bailey are getting married and that the Reverend Richard Mansfield is to officiate. Frances. Those inseparable Rowley girls Marion Grundstrom, Avis Heald, and Beatrice Jedrey are still together. They are headliners at a night club in Paris. Ashley. Henry Prisby has taken over the management of the Boston Evening Hews, while Arthur Nikas is a star reporter. They always worked together, you remember. Frances. Elizabeth Williams has a dentist’s office of her own in Boston. She has perfected a painless method of extracting teeth. Ashley. Marjorie Dolan is engaged in private tutoring, specializing in chemistry and Latin. Frances. Catherine Comeau is dietitian at the Newburyport Hospital. Ashley. Helen Alhowik and Alice Hamm are secretaries for the firm 31

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Class Prophecy By Frances Ames and Ashley Jewett Time: 1952. Scene: Customs Office. Ashley. May I see your passport? Frances. Certainly, here it is. Ashley. I hope you don ' t think me too personal, but your picture and name seem familiar. Frances. You don’t say? That’s what the Frenchmen said, too. Are you through with it? Ashley. I beg your pardon. May I see your bags? Well, this looks familiar. Frances. It’s the composite picture of my class, — not that it’s any of your business. Ashley. Our class, you mean. Frances. Say, where do you get that community attitude? I don’t know you. Ashley. Well, take a good look at that bit of Vantine’s superhuman ability. See any resemblance? Frances. Why yes, I remember you now; you’re Ashley Jewett. Ashley. Not a soul else and you’re the same Frances Ames I knew at school. I recognized you the minute I saw your passport. But what are you doing here? Frances. I’m just returning from France where I have been doing some buying for Wood and Wood, Furriers of Boston. Ashley. This certainly is a pleasant surprise. Tell me more about our classmates. Frances. Many of them have left town but there are still some in Ipswich who are doing very well. Kenneth Poor, George Greene, and Gardiner Bolles were elected selectmen at the last town meeting and now the old town is booming again. Ashley. That’s good. Say, what was all the commotion outside before you came in? Frances. A man fell overboad. When they finally pulled him out, it was none other than Clinton Spencer. It seems that he has just adopted bbfocals recently and walked off the gang plank. His rescuer was identified as “Nummy” Ewing, captain of the boat we were on. How do you like being Customs Inspector? Ashley. It’s all right, but it has its faults. For instance I was responsible for one of my best friends’ being sent to jail. Upon inspecting his baggage I found a missing lot of jewels which had been stolen from Hall’s jewelry shop. Cook was the man’s name. Too bad, he was a fine fellow. Frances. Yes, he was. While I was in Paris, I was staying at a hotel and the first person I recognized was Harold Chambers, who was running the elevator. The biggest surprise, however, was a sign which I saw while out walking. The sign read “Miles. Arthur and Hardy — Maison de Beaute.” 30

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of Barney and Hodgkins who run a large bus line all over the country. Frances. Elsie Lang has recently completed a course of lectures on “The Care of Children.” She ought to know something about the subject after her early years of training. Ashley. You’re right. I rather surmised she’d follow that line. By the way, have you heard Francis Mullen’s latest song hit, “Looking for a Sweetheart”? Frances. Yes, it’s very popular,- — so full of his personal appeal. George Galanis is writing songs, too. “The Banana Vendor” is his latest. Ashley. That’s killing two birds with one stone all right. What’s Paul Karchonas doing? Frances. Oh, he manages the Strand now. Speaking of the Strand reminds me that I must be getting along; I want to get home in time to see Earl Dodge of Hollywood fame. He’s appearing in person there all this week. He certainly made a quick flight to stardom. Ashley. Well, he comes from Rowley, you know. I’m sorry that you have to hurry. But I wouldn’t miss that show either if I could get off. It seems good to hear news about the old times, and I’m certainly glad to have seen you. Drop in again when you’re up this way. Frances. Yes, I will. Goodbye. Ashley. Goodbye, and give my regards to the gang. Gifts to Girls By Clifford Appleton O NE warm evening a few weeks ago, I decided to stay at home and mv prove my mind by reading a bit of Shakespeare. Selecting the well ' known Merchant of Venice from the bookshelf, I seated myself in a large arm chair and was soon deep in the adventures of Bassanio, Antonio, the fair Portia, and that old scoundrel Shylock. The time passed, and the clock on the mantel struck the hour of twelve. I closed the book and was about to put it on the table when I heard a soft rustling beside me. I looked up, and to my amazement there stood the fair Portia with her three caskets of gold, silver, and lead. The glittering radiance of the golden casket fairly dazzled me and inscribed on the lid were these words, “Who chooseth me shall be rid of present difficulties.” Realizing that my present difficulty was to select proper gifts for the senior girls, I, unlike the more cautious Bassanio, chose the golden casket at once and Portia nodded with a smile of satisfaction and faded away. Nervously I opened the casket but to my great relief I found it filled to overflowing with many gifts waiting to be presented to their feminine owners. Now to Helen Alhowik, who will have a remarkable career as a secre ' tary, this pencil. To Frances Ames, this strand of Rope ' er — we will let her tie the knot. To Margaret Arthur, our class blusher, this can of red paint to render her blushes less noticeable. 32