Le Roy Central School - O At Kan Yearbook (Le Roy, NY)

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T H E R E D A N D B L A C K Commencement Number Page Nine up an important part of it. If you attended the Glee Club concert you observed many more Seniors doing their share. Alfred Decker, manager of the football team, kept it busy playing with other good teams. Ray Dugan, our honorable captain, with the squirre1's tail flying from the top of his cap, led his team to victory in the Le Roy-Batavia game. Joe Paolone, as manager of the basketball team, booked up some very interesting games. It might be said here that the Junior and Senior boys held a basketball game in which the Seniors were the winners ias of course they would be.J Captain Paolone of the baseball team pitched a wicked ball for Eddie Howard to catch. Pat McMahon's red head was one bright spot on the diamond even when everything else looked dark. The speaking contest work that is arous- ing more interest each year brought the Seniors interested in oratory into the limelight. Six Seniors out of the nine who were selected in the local contest, carried away four of the six places awarded in the Batavia contest held there this year. Eddie Howard took first and Freddie Decker third, of the boys. Harriet Emmick second, and Pearl Rossborough third, of the girls. No one who came to our Senior Play, The Mummy and the Mumps, can deny that Susan Walker was a typical Agatha Laidlaw, founder of the most exclusive girls' school, or that Marguerite Hutch- ins, Virginia Olmsted, Myrtle Roblee and Harriett Emmick deserve the name of first class actresses. Eddie I-Ioward's title as the best ever is not disputed. Freddie Decker's Eng- lish brogue still is with him and Joe Paolone has won his Mahon has remained his aunt's obedient nephew while Ma- Mahon has remianed his aunt's abedient nephew while Ma- son Bradley has stopped trying to be someone else. This class has made its name stand out honorably among all the graduating classes and it is not through setting high standards for others to follow. After all is said and done, the Senior class of '28 is the best ever, firmly believ- ing in Vouloir c'est pouvoirf' Last Will and Testament We, the Graduating Class of the Le Roy High School, Town of Le Roy, County of Genesee, State of New York. being of sound minds, disposing memories, and having a great amount of understanding, do hereby make, publish, and declare this to be our last Will and Testament, hereby revoking all former wills, codicils, and bequests of whatever nature. FIRST. We, the Senior class of Le Roy High School, do bequeath to the Faculty of said school, our sunshiny ways and lenient dispositions. SECONDLY. To Miss Hartley we leave an automatic excuse writer. We wish to state that it only writes on White slips. THIRDLY. To Bill Shamp we leave an automatic gun by which he can keep the ambitious students from the teacher's door. FOURTH. To the Juniors we leave the various meth- ods by which we have attained the prominent positions we now occupy. A To Virginia St. Clair we leave fond memories of seat 20 in row 8. To Eleanor Graney we leave a book on How to Bluff, realizing she is in great need of it. To Betty Piisterer we leave our unlimited vocabulary and the method of using it. To Si McKernon we leave a jar of cream that he may always have that school girl complexion. To Floyd Merritt we leave our sympathy and under- standing for his cutting classes. To Calvin Derrick we leave the ability to play a tune, on his new clarinet. To Mike Ripton we leave our fondness for staying at home evenings. To Margaret Steffen we leave the forceful method of training men. To Winifred Arnold we leave a book on Advice to the Lovelornf' To Mary Caswell we leave our patent non-stop talking machine. ' To Mary Moran we leave our good judgment and literary skill. To Donald Jeary we leave the rules on How to have a More Peaceful Sleep Between Periods. To Joe Spiller we leave a pair of rubber heels for the sake of peaceful quiet in study hall. To Geraldine Thomas we will our silent and indetectable method of chewing gum. IN WITNESS WHEREOF, We the Senior class, the testators, to this, our Last Will and Testament, set our hand and seal, this twenty-second day of June, in the year of Our Lord, one thousand nine hundred and twenty-eight. THE SENIOR CLASS. Signed, sealed, published and declared by the above named Senior Class, as and for their Last Will and Testa- ment, in the presence of us, who have hereunto subscribed our names at their request, as witnesses thereto, in the presence of said testators and of each other. fSignedJ E. B. TAYLOR iSigned7 MISS CONNOR CSignedl MISS HARTLEY Marguerite Hutchins. L.1-.- Class Song Higher, higher, will we climb That our names will live in time. For we too have a long story Telling much of '23's glory. We have heard the clarion call To duty, service, fine to all, For work is after all the best So 1et's accomplish it with zest. Honors which real merit gainsg As ever lesser worth obtainsg Triumphs we may gain from college, , All from the depth of knowledge. Onward, onward let us press To find what is real happiness, And wing our flight to a higher clime, To live a noble life sublime. Charles C. Ingles, '28.

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Page Eight 7' H E R E D A N D B L A 0 K Commencement Number MARY WELSH LUKE Class il, 2, 3, 43, Booth Committee Senior Ball 147, Usher at the Senior Play 449, Basketball 123, Captain cf Volley ball 149. There's nothing so kingly as kindness, And nothing so royal as the truth. Salutatory To you who have experienced all but the last hop in winging your flight o'er life's airway, our wiigspread may seem scanty, our motors underpowered. You have a great cruising radius. To you forced landings are but slight interruptions in a long iiight. Your skilled hands have successfully met the tailspin Adversity , the exigency of being out of fuel. Fitting it is that you, who have enabled us to build our craft, to fuel them, to tune them up for the first leg of our flight, should be present at our take-off into the unknown. Poised for iiight with idling engines, we now await the last words of advice. To you, who will strain to glimpse once more the vanishing specks on the sky- route to experience, we extend a hearty welcome. Alfred Decker. Valedictory Tonight I have the pleasure of saying a few words to and for the companions who have made our school life here a joy as well as a benefit. In behalf of the class of 1928, I sincerely thank the Board of Education, our Super- intendent, Mr. Taylor, the Faculty, and the citizens of Le- Roy for making possible the opportunities which have been ours in Le Roy High School. , Classmates: We are about to enter a new room, a new stage of life. Under the guidance of our teachers we have spent four happy, worth-while years in this smaller room. We have explored every corner and have profited greatly by that experience. Now the door is closing behind us, leaving the past to us only in memory. We can never again enter this room of high school hopes, work, and aspiration. We shall go various ways in life. Some of us will continue our edu- cation in schools and collegesg others will go on in the great school of the world. But, although we shall never enter this familiar room again, our life here will be a guide-post pointing the way to all that is fine and good in the future. Let us so work and live in this greater room of life that we may make our teachers and our school proud of us in the days to come. And, as we say farewell to our Alma Mater, let us make this our creed: I would be true for there are those that trust meg I would be pure, for there are those who carey I would be strong for there is much to sufferg I would be brave for there is much to dare. I would be friend of all-the foe-the friendless I would be giving and forget the giftg I would be humble for I know my weakness: I would look up, and laugh, and love, and lift. Janet McPherson. History of the Class of '28 The history of this remarkable Senior class will be re- corded in the annals of the school. Our members, whether in this school or another, through the grades and High School, have worked intently for their goal. The customary color battles waged between the Junior and Senior classes, from which more people emerged the worse for appearance and general feeling, this year were not entered by the Seniors. Because of the elimination of these savage strug- gles, the peace-loving Seniors have established a firmer friendship with our Junior friends. Organization, which is happily looked forward to in the last two years of High School, binds the class into a compact body. As Juniors with George Curtis, President: Pearl Rossborough, vice-president: Lynn Saulsbury, secre- tryg and Helen McKeon, treasurer, advised by Mr. Sey- fert, we were a happy and honorable class, proud of our colors, purple and gold. Our Senior year, which has passed much too rapidly, finds us a straight-forward, honest, and reliable group of students. When the class organized about the second week of February, the thirty-nine members elect- ed Joe Paolone to fill the ofiice of the presidency, Pearl Rossborough, vice-presidentg Merton Sperry, secretaryg and Edward Howard, treasurerg choosing Miss Connor as our advisor and Miss Combs as assistant advisory our colors, light green and silver: the tea rose as our flower, Vou1oir c'est pouvoir iwhere there's a will, there's a way? as our motto, we were determined to make our Alma Mater proud of the class of '28. This class has always had the knack of making money. Conducting many enterprises to expand the amount in our treasury, we can truthfully say that no undertaking was a failure. A baked food sale, from which we reaped a neat sum, through the kindness of Mr. Hudson and Mr. Wade, was held in their store during our Junior year. Two splen- did movies The Girl From Chicago, and The Dress Parade added to our nest-egg. As we always seized the opportunity to make money, we conducted candy sales at the evening Chautauqua. The Senior Ball, a. glorious event-, was held in the school gymnasium May fourth. Who could ever forget The Mummy and the Mumps, our famous comedy of three acts presented in Ingham Hall, February 23rd and 24th? The amount received from the Senior Ball and play was seven hundred and fifty dollars, bringing our whole sum up to seventeen hundred dollars. After the work came the play, the Washington trip! That will be an experience forever remembered by the thirty-five who had the pleasure of seeing Philadelphia, Annapolis. Atlantic City and Washington. The party, chaperoned by Miss Connor, left Le Roy April sixth and returned April fourteenth. While the train clicked along to the time of Freddie Deck- er's banjo, the LeRoyans were singing songs of the past and present times. Since everyone was bound to have a good time, we were amply rewarded. The Seniors have shown talent along various lines. This year, which marks without a doubt the highest point that the musical work has reached, owes much to members of our class who were so willing to cooperate with Miss Wu- son. When the orchestra was organized, being the first successful attempt since 1910, Alfred Decker, Charles and Clayton Ingles, Ralph Rubens, and Mildred Howard, made

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C Page Ten T H E R E D A N D B L A C K Commencement Number Prophecy Buffalo or Williamsville and get back next day as best they can. We leave him starting with another ill-fated I, the greatest oracle of all time, the oracle of Amon-ra., have been called from my tomb in the far away Egyptian Pyramids to exercise my powers in behalf of the supremely magnificient Senior Class of 1928 of Le Roy High School. I am the supreme being in the land of oracles, I am the final word in all predictions. I am the inventor of the art of predicting futures. I am the oracle of Amon-ra. In past years I have allowed my understudies and lesser subjects to do the work at all times. This year that mysterious power, the influence of the gods, has impelled me to officiate here in their behalf. The sacred smoke of my profession will reveal the secrets of the past and future to my mighty powers. I already feel the powers working. The trance is coming soon. The World fades from my vision. I see it again twenty years from now. I see-a form emerging from the realms of the super- natural. It is a man. It is the president of the Senior Class, Joseph Paolone. He is a baseball player. He is captain and short-stop on the New York Yankee's ball club. He is a valuable player. In his spare time he runs the nation as president. He is a bachelor but the choice is his own. A new form emerges. It is the Honorable Vice-Presi- dent of the L. H. S. Senior Class of 1928. She is a charac- ter in herself. She is now taking life easy in a little flat. the rickety old Ford in the basement. She They keep handles the situation rather neatly. There is no question as to who's boss. Her partner is a person of few words. Pearl is no longer a vice-president, she plays the first fiddle now. So we leave her fiddling away as she fades from sight. I see Merton Sperry, the secretary, busily mending a tire. It's not the old Ford tire. Itis an airplane tire. Mer- ton is an aviator. He likes the clouds because they're free enough to permit one-hand driving. He is tired though so we leave him struggling with the tire while someone waits in the plane. The next subject is the exalted treasurer, Edward How- ard. Poor fellow, he's in the insane asylum. He always bragged about being the tightest man in town. He lost his mind trying to invent ways to make the all mighty dollar go farther. He is harmless but his case is incurable. We leave him working on his latest patent, a dollar stretcher. Big Bill Allen now occupies the center of the picture. She has reached her proper level at last. She always want- ed to be a boy. She said someone made a mistake so she's a male impersonator. Her act is the hit of the vaudeville season. She makes a better man than she did a girl. Lena Corcimiglia is one of the greatest characters in literature. Her name is renowned all, round the world. Her poems rank even greater than those of Burns, Shakespeare and Milton. Her stories are the rage of the day. Even her writings radiate the unsupressable joy that is an essential part of her make-up. I see her writing as she fades from sight. A rattly old Ford grinds into view. Mason Bradley is at the wheel of this vehicle. He is running a one way taxi service. His hack will carry people to Buffalo, but it won't bring them back. His patrons stay overnight in loadgto Buffalo. , ,, , , I see a tailoress entering the picture. It's Lena Hut- ton. Her specialty is 'mending holes in men's coat pockets. She can sew other things too, but she can't be bettered at this specialty of her's. ' Katherine Kelly is managing a five-and-ten cent store in Medina. She is not alone though so she doesn't worry. The business, especially male, of the organization has in- creased perceptably since she consented to allie her lot with the store. She is waiting on a bashful boy as she fades from view. What, a butcher grraces my talents. A tall handsome meat carver is passing out bologna. to a blushing young wife. A sign over the door, Finn and Curtis, explains the identity of the bologna peddler. He is an artist in his line. His motto is, Our Meats Satisfy. We leave him slicing off another generous portion of the above mentioned delicacy. Doris Barnard is a school teacher. The poor children have dubbed her Caesar because her teaching is Greek to them, but arithmetic to the examiners. The reign of terror is in vogue. The girl has' always had ideas as to how children should be ruled. She is trying on other people's prides and hopes to demonstrate her theories. As she fades from sight another trembling urchin who failed to pllace a decimal right goes slowly to the desk to receive his punishment and return broken in spirit to his seat. Sam Alessi is working on the corporation. I see him seated on his pick waiting for the noon whistle. For' the last half hour he has been afraid to lift the pick for an- other stroke for fear the whistle might blow before he could complete the stroke. Just as the vision fades the whistle blows and Sam is the first one off the job. Winifred Caswell races into View in her private car. The chauffeur stops the truck and Winnie comes to earth. The fat lady of the circus sure has some job finding transporta- tion facilities. The railroads and truck lines refused her carriage until the Interstate Commerce Commission at Washington took up the matter. So Winnie now rides in state in a comfortable, especially constructed truck. Marguerite Hutchins is still living in Le Roy. Bud makes the dough and she kneads it. They own a little love-nest on South street. Bud works every day and Marg keeps him home nights. This girl is some woman. She can cook like nobody's business. Her meals are famous all over L. R. She is baking rye bread now. Bud comes home for supper and-well, this is a good time to let the picture fade. Big-hearted Dugan enters as a football player. He has gray hair but he still plays his favorite game. He is a minister. He preaches football on Sunday morning and plays on Sunday afternoon. We leave him falling over the line for a touchdown. I see another figure emerging from the smoke. It's Virginia Olmsted. She has a pencil and a notebook. She is a society reporter on one of New York's largest news- papers. She has a way of getting her man. No news escapes her 510,000 a year eye. We leave her reporting the latest divorce scandal on Wall street. Eleanor Mac Kenzie is still a farmer girl. She is round and healthy. She goes to the dance at Pavilion Center