Ipswich High School - Tiger Yearbook (Ipswich, MA)

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I, as “Dick’s” widowed mother, beamed dutifully on the happy pair. In our sophomore year we chose “Dick” Horton, president; David Smith, vice-president; Theresa de Grandpre, secretary ; and Stewart Player, treasurer. This year is con- sidered the most uneventful year of our high school career. To be sure, we made several attempts to live up to our newly acquired reputation, but these always failed. When the elec- tion for Queen of the Snow Carnival was held, we suddenly realized that it was quite possible for us to be beaten. When this amazing fact dawned on us, we held a quick class meeting and then sent our candidate, Claudene Howard, down to the office with one hundred more votes, the en- tire class chasing after her just to make sure no one pushed the clock ahead, since twelve o’clock was the deadline for votes. We came in sec- ond, but since our class was well rep- resented among the winners of vari- ous carnival events, we were some- what appeased. Our junior year elections had the same results as did our sophomore with the exception of treasurer, which office Samuel Lombard re- gained. It was during this year that we entered the new school, and this called for a dedication at which pro- gram we juniors were well repre- sented. With this move to the new high school we received our big chance to do that which we had been hoping to do for a long time — to hold a Junior Prom. After some weeks of preparation, the big night arrived, and we had a chance to be, for that night at least, rulers of our “social circle.” It didn’t matter to us that our grand march was a little shaky and that it took the audience fully five minutes to realize that we were marching at all — the only thing that mattered was that we were having a Junior Prom. After our dance there came that never-to-be-forgotten dispute over class rings. One-half of the class wanted one style while the other half wanted another. Such a situation called for innumerable class meet- ings at which every one voiced his opinion at the same time in the loud- est possible voice. As a result, no one could hear anyone but himself. Finally after a great deal of voting, one ring was decided on to the great joy of one section of the class and the great disappointment of the other. Our junior year ended on this happy note and during the following sum- mer days we dreamed golden dreams of our senior year in which we would conquer everything and everybody. In September of 1937 our dream was realized. Needless to say, we did not conquer anyone and our studies almost conquered us. When exam time rolled around, however, we dis- covered that it was only study and hard work which saved our dream from becoming a nightmare. At our election of class officers we chose Richard Horton as president for a third term; Jessie Campbell, vice-president; Theresa de Grandpre, 26

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and frenzied preparations for war should not blind us to their service or discourage future efforts in the direction of peace. We therefore point with pride to Theodore Roose- velt, who received the award for his efforts in bringing about the peace treaty between Japan and Russia in the early part of the century; and to Woodrow Wilson, another great pres- ident, who exerted his efforts in ne- gotiating peace before the entrance of America into the World War. It is a very great debt, therefore, that we owe to the individuals who have been honored by Nobel Prizes in physics, chemistry, medicine, lit- erature, and in the promotion of peace. They have contributed to the welfare of humanity after years of research and hard labor. They have inspired in others ideas which de- veloped into further discovery, and they will continue to do so. In Amer- ica, the Land of Opportunity, there are millions of honest and ambitious young people who should make their country proud and in years to come bring to it its share of Nobel Honors. Class Day Parts Class History by Ursula M. Lombard X OUR years have passed since we, -L the class of 1938, hurried some- what timidly up the creaking steps of the old Manning building to our refuge in the ‘‘attic.” Now as we face our Graduation Day we look back with a smile at those rather barbaric individuals who were ourselves as freshmen. Our first year began in the Septem- ber of 1934, and in December at a truly freshman class meeting we elected Richard Davis, president; Richard Horton, vice-president ; Sam- uel Lombard, treasurer; and Ursula Lombard, secretary. In March we made our “debut” to Manning “soci- ety” ' when we entertained the sopho- mores at a St. Patrick’s Day dance. The sophomores enjoyed themselves; we lost ninety-eight cents. Our next venture was a play, Circumstances Alter Cases , which was presented to an unappreciative audience by a rather frightened cast, while the stage managers held up the scenery which threatened to collapse and ruin some of our most dramatic moments. “Dick” Horton played the part of a young prep-school boy and by some cruel trick of Fate he had obtained a suitcase of such size that it was prac- tically an impossibility for both him and the suitcase to get through the door at the same time. The audience found the struggle between “Dick,” the suitcase, and the door more amus- ing than the play itself. “Ruthie” Stone was the girl of the story while 25

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secretary; and Samuel Lombard, treasurer. The Senior Play, The Gypsy Trail, brought to the attention of the world i n ge neral the number of Broadway aspirants that the cast contained. The cast was made up of such notable personages as Jessie Campbell in the role of “Frances,” who demanded too much of any man; “Bob” Clapp as “Michael,” the roaming adventurer who finally became civilized; and David Smith as “Ned Andrews,” the soul of conventionality; “Johnny” as played by Samuel Lombard proved to be the original “kid brother” who required a good deal of supervision by Ruth Stone as “Aunt Janet” and Richard Horton as “Mr. Raymond.” Althea Hebb in the role of “Ellen,” an old family retainer, tried not to be too surprised at any unusual proceed- ings, while Alden Mosher as “Stiles,” the butler, did his best to remember to ring the telephone before answer- ing it; and Ursula Lombard as “Grandma” grew sentimental over long lost lovers. The rehearsals were something that the members of the cast will never quite forget. The familiar phrase “What an actor!” will be remembered long after the name of the play itself is forgotten. Although “Dave” Smith was the au- thor of this famous motto, it soon be- came a password for the entire cast , and the whole play can be expressed in these words — “What a play !” The most memorable occasion in our senior year was the fight made for caps and gowns. The class was about evenly divided on the question ; so the fight was a good one and a marvelous time was had by all. The climax of the situation came on the day when some members of the class modeled the caps and gowns for our inspection. Some of them, we must admit, looked like “Dopey” of Seven Dwarfs’ fame — the gowns were al- most big enough to walk by them- selves. Nevertheless, success crowns all earnest effort, and the class finally voted to be the first class ever to grad- uate from Ipswich High in caps and gowns. The result is before your eyes; we hope the sight is not too revolting. Thus the class of ’38 has journeyed from September of 1934 to June of 1938. It’s been a lot of fun and quite a bit of hard work, but we’ve enjoyed every minute of it. Graduation Day is just around the corner, that day which we have been looking forward to for four years. Yet, somehow, we approach it with a feeling of regret and sadness. It is the day which will send us out into the world to earn our living, form new friendships, and give us a chance to be a success. We know nothing of the future; we can only hope that it will be as happy and as profitable as was the past. 4 ' 27