Ipswich High School - Tiger Yearbook (Ipswich, MA)

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our queen crowned at an impressive ceremony on the stage of the audi- torium. Class rings, another important item of our junior year, were next brought to our attention. The class, true to the geographical tradition of our town, declared almost unani- mously for a ship’s wheel design, leaving with the individual the choice of a ring with or without a stone. Officers for the senior year were Delbert Matheson, president, elected to lead the class for the fourth suc- cessive year; Michael Pappas, vice- president; Joseph Hinckley, treas- urer; and Jane Wison, secretary, also elected for the fourth time. Our first social venture this year was a barn dance which proved to be very successful. It was so suc- cessful, in fact, that we, in conjunc- tion with the Varsity Club, soon put on another dance, this time a formal one, which proved to be an equally big success. The senior play, “Tons of Money” was performed before an enthralled and appreciative audience. The ma ' e lead was taken by Donald Perkins as Aubrey Allington, who tried to avoid paying his debts and who was the scaoegoat of the amazing ideas invented by his wife, Louise, por- trayed by Madge Davis ; Constance Canney as Aunt Benita Mullett, a rather deaf person if there ever was one but who insisted that she was not, turned in an excellent per- formance as did Ann Mansfield and Francis Nason, who portrayed par- lour maid and butler respectively ; Delbert Matheson played the part of Mr. Chesterman, a solicitor, while Jeanne Emerson as Jean Everard received the love-making of no less than three men, one of them Aubrey in disguise, the other two being Joseph Hinckley as the greatest im- poster of them all, and Douglas Farquhar as the real husband, George Maitland, while Alonzo Rand enacted to perfection the role of Giles, a gardener. The play was a tremendous suc- cess, insuring us a large profit and a thoroughly satisfied audience. Everything went off fine, even though the stage managers, George Grant and Stanley Los, at rehears- als, shot off the explosions five or ten minutes before scheduled time, scaring almost to death the mem- bers of the cast and the coaches. After the play was over, our thoughts were occupied with one burning question : Should we have caps and gowns for graduation? To settle the question, both the boys and the girls of our class met in separate conclaves and discussed the Question in all its aspects. Not a few predicted a long and bitter fight, but when we held a class meeting and decided upon caps and gowns, less than a dozen dissenting votes were cast. You, as well as we, are now reaning the benefit of that de- 31

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saw our president and secretary re- turned to office, but the position o! vice-president was gained by Ann Mansfield and that of treasurer by Ralph Fraser. Our class meetings were few and far between, because, as our official record said, “There was not enough business to bj brought up“ ! One of the highlights of the year was a picnic at Sandy Point which was held in spite of cold weather and even colder water. This outmg gave some of our champion swim ming stars like Dorothy Critch and Jeanne Emerson a chance to demon- strate their swimming abilities. There were few other social af- fairs, however, because moving into and becoming acquainted with this wonderfully spacious, new building took up the greater share of our time. When we finally were settled for good, however, time passed quickly, and soon we embarked upon our summer vacation. Officers for our junior year were Delbert Matheson, president; Alon- zo Rand, vice-president; Joseph Hinckley, treasurer; and Jane Wil- son, secretary. It was in this year that we finally settled the long outstanding problem of class colors by choosing royal blue and white by a substantial vote. Following the precedent of the class of ’38, we voted to hold a “Prom.” As you may surmise, some of us were filled with the joy of an- ticipation and with visions of a de lightful dance, while others cast dn-e predictions about the outcome of any such affair. However, in spite of pessimistic predictions, our “Prom” was carried off with an air achieved only by those who, like us, have reached an age of sophistication and social accomplishment. The auditorium was draped and decked from floor to ceiling with blue and white streamers and ro- settes. It was while decorating the ceiling that “Doug” Farquhar fell from the ladder upon which he was standing, clear to the floor. Luckily he had enough presence of mind lo twist around so that he arrived feet first on the floor, receiving only a shaking-up rather than the proverb- ial broken neck. Our grand march, judging from the kind remarks of fond parents and friends in the bleachers, was indeed a credit to us. It ought to have been, if the proverb, “Practice makes perfect” is true, for we had practiced what seemed to us miles of marching. The next event was the contest for electing a new Queen of the Snows. From among the many fair lasses of ’39 we selected Elinore Strangman as our candidate. Wo then promptly proceeded to pester everyone around us to buy tickets for our candidate. It was with such perseverance and determination that we at last won the contest and saw 30

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cision. We ask your indulgence il some of the caps are a little awry and if the men in the class appear a little awkward at their first attempt to manage skirts. Now that we have reached the parting of the ways, it would be easy to wax sentimental over our regrets at the separations which graduation necessarily brings. Suf- fice it to say, however, as has been said so many times before, that we shall always cherish the friendships and easy comradeships of our high school days and number them among our fondest memories. Class Prophecy by Ann Mansfield and Joseph Hinckley Time: 1959 A.D. Place: Cable Memorial Hospital. Characters: Nurse — Ann Mansfield. Patient — Joseph Hinck- ley. ANN. (Reading from chart) Joseph Hinckley. Bad case of measles. Unconscious three days. Temperature 201, pulse 102, blood count two pints. PATIENT. Groans. ANN. (Repeating patient’s name wonderingly) Joseph Hinckley. JOSEPH. Where am I? ANN. Cable Memorial Hospital. JOSEPH. Haven’t I seen you somewhere before? ANN. Well, if it isn’t Joe Hinck- ley! JOSEPH. Why it’s Ann Mans- field, an old classmate. ANN. Where did you ever get such a bad case of measles? JOSEPH. I went to visit Mr. and Mrs. Murawski. One of their chil - dren had them and that’s how I con- tracted them. Do you ever see any thirty-niners around? ANN. Well, the last I heard of Elinore Strangman she was helping her husband conduct a family or- chestra. JOSEPH. What became of Win- nie Bailey? ANN. She outgrew her vamping streak and is now a fellow nurse. That brings to mind the fact that Whitney Appleton, the trumpeter of the Boston Symphony Orchestra, visits the hospital quite frequently with a very common and contagious disease of the heart. JOSEPH. You know, Joe Jadui has just entered into his eighth year of professional baseball with the New York Giants. ANN. Well, Joe always did stand out as a ball player. JOSEPH. Is Freddie Cronin still in town? ANN. Why yes, he runs his father’s store down at Ipswich Har- bor. He took up boxing for a short period of time, but he stopped when he began to lose weight. 32