Lyman Hall High school - Singer Chronicle Yearbook (Wallingford, CT)

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14 THE CHRONICLE THE TRUE SPIRIT OF GIVING Several years ago I heard a story from the Old Testament which illustrates my conception of the true spirit of giving. It happened many years ago when a beautiful temple was being built by a famous king. Now the king did not have sufficient money to build his beautiful temple ; so he called on his people to donate whatever they could to help in its erection. The nobles and the rich responded to his request with large gifts of money. In the city where the temple was being built, there lived a very poor woman who had only a few cents to her name. She desired to help in the king’s cause but feared she would be laughed at if she gave her few pennies to the king. She, therefore, went and bought some hay which she carried out and fed to the hungry horses that were dragging the stone that was to be used in the temple. Now it happened that the king was passing by, and when he saw the woman’s gift, he took her to his palace and honored her above all those who had contributed large sums, saying that the spirit which she had shown was greater than that of those who had merely given part of their fortunes. It is this same true spirit of giving that has been passed down through the ages and which is needed this year more than ever. Let us remember when we make our Christmas gifts that it is not the material value of a gift but the spirit in which it is given that counts. Frank Barker, ’33 EXCHANGES We are commenting upon only a few school papers this time, but in our next issue we hope to have a larger department. The Clarion, Stratford, Connecticut The originality displayed in your magazine makes it a distinguished paper. However, we think that a few more poems would make your publication more attractive. The Wyndonian, Willimantic, Connecticut The Wyndonian is a fine magazine, and we wish especially to congratulate you for your excellent Joke Department. The Emblem, Southington, Connecticut Your magazine is a very interesting one, but where are your poems? The Owl, Middletown, New York Your magazine is very complete, and we congratulate you for your originality and fine departments. A few jokes would help your paper even more.

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THE CHRONICLE 13 LOSING ENTHUSIASM My stocking was hung over the fireplace, and the Christmas tree was fully trimmed. I danced about in gleeful anticipation of what Santa Claus would bring to a good boy. During the past few weeks I had been very, very good. Before my mother hustled me off to bed, I cast one last cheery glance at the blissful scene. I was very tired, and consequently my weary body went off to dreamland almost as soon as my head touched the pillow. I enjoyed numerous dreams about Christmas. Sometimes I dreamed about what Santa Claus would give me; at others I dreamed that I was Santa Claus and drove his handsome reindeer through the deep snow. After this I dreamed about bells, which rang till I awoke. “Could that be Santa Claus?” I asked. Suddenly an impish thought entered my head. I told myself that I would soon find out. I remembered that certain boys had told me that to believe in Santa Claus was nonsense. I decided to hustle down and tell Santa about this talk. I also carried the secret thought that he would skip those rude boys. I tiptoed quietly down the stairs. My mother was startled by my abrupt appearance, and I was startled by my disappointing discovery. Mother hustled me back to bed without explanation. The next day my arguments in favor of the existence of Santa Claus were only half-hearted, and subsequently they fell off altogether. Edward Gayer, ’33 THE TRUTH ABOUT SANTA When Billy T. was eight years old, He thought himself so veiy bold That in his sleep he’d open his eyes And see how Santa was disguised. Then midnight came—no noise he heard, Not e’n a cat that gently purred; So from his bed he quickly stole. To assure the myth of Santa told. Softly down the stairs he came; Surely he was not to blame If caught while peeking in the door; He’d creep around the parlor floor. At last he reached the bottom step, And to the room he slowly crept, Down upon his hands and knees, Scared to death for fear he’d sneeze. Then slowly he gazed around the room; His face took on a look of gloom. O dear, O dear, it can’t be true, For there stood Dad—a Santa too! Lillian Kast, ’33

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THE CHRONICLE 15 SCHOOL HONOR ROLL 1. Varley Bingham Sophomore 6. Kathryn Wasilewski Barbara Tomlinson Freshman 7. Frieda Imhoff 2. Lydia Hall Senior 8. Sylvia Hall 3. June Lucas Freshman 9. Janet Hall Francis Nearing Junior Julius Kristan Francis Sabota Freshman 10. Charles Bellows 4. Anna Brockett Fresh man Marion Jacobs Paul Dickerman Freshman Myron Malanchuk Ernest Lendler Freshman Norman Perreault Robert Loring Senior Jean Taylor 5. Alison Whitehead Sophomore Freshman Freshman Sophomore Freshman Sophomore Sophomore Freshman Sophomore Freshman Junior Freshmen: Barbara Tomlinson, June Lucas, Francis Sabota, Anna Brockett, Ernest Lendler, Paul Dickerman, Kathryn Wasilewski, Frieda Imhoff, Janet Hall, Marion Jacobs, Norman Perreault, Mae Gallagher, Mae Simmons, Dorothy Cornwall, Alex Kischkum, Mary Wagner, Virginia Young, Almon Hall, Verna White, Dorothy Ladd, James Shortelle, John Cavadini, Mary Luparia, Gertrude Miller, Bernice LaJoie, Eleanor Pierpont, Ida Levy, Helen Mullen, Anna Windsor, William Tomko, Ethel Wink, Lois Barnes, William Luby, Lillian Brown, Charles McLean, Harry Rogers, Lucy Christoforo, Fannie Romano, Lucy Kolodziej, Raoul Lufbery, Jane Nowotenski, Margaret Tobin, Eleanor Carretta, Harriet Eames, Florence Crookes, Edith Kolin, Dorothy McGuire, Adeline Trigilio, Michael Yakubovich, Mary Chordas, Richard Gadd, Josephine Turner, Irene Chappo, Esther Gaetano, Robert McKeon, Pauline Michals, Stanley Naszezyniec, Edward Williams, Wilbur Young. Sophomores: Varley Bingham, Alison Whitehead, Sylvia Hall, Julius Kristan, Charles Bellows, Myron Malanchuk, Sylvia Blakeslee, Julia Posluszny, Alice Bradford, George Sawtelle, Marie Pelizza, Orba Rubelmann, Statia Dembiczak, Mary Jasinski, Elsie Gelblum, John Heath, Sylvia Mattaboni, Mildred Anderson, Louis Isakson, Russell Jeffords, Helen Alfr.no, Charles Ailing, Josephine DiPhilippi Marion Bullock, Tillie Papoosha, John Hayes, Nellie Gwist, Winona Stearns Thomas Cullen, Mary Kelenosy, Loretta O’Connell, Sylvia Tafeen, Eunice Munson, Helen Hausman, Claude Tremper, Mildred Hassell, Abe Landsman, Pierce Noble, Helen Kolin, Robert Henry, Margaret Hotchkiss, Loretta Sittnick, Corinne Fuller, Joseph Bucior, Philip Germain, Rose B rbuto, Jennie Maseychik, Lucy Rossi, Mary Lawless, Herbert Magee, Marguerite Parmelee, Norman Barnes, Mildred Parsed. Juniors: Frances Nearing, Jean Taylor, Archibald Prisk, Sherman Squire, Esther Keer, Joseph Naczi, Isobel Skoczon, Michael Cholefsky, Barbara North, Ruth Kelman, Pauline Cohen, Charlotte Offen, James Moran, Peter Jasinski, Rose Sitnitsky, Maizie Harrison, Burford Kimberly, Patricia Palmer, John Talbot, Joanne Stiles, Kenneth Kumnick, Dorothy Maziaz, Dorothy Bahner, Wesley Gadd, Leslie Prowse, Barbara Rutherford, Salvatore Glaviano, Philip Atwood, John Porto, Thomas Fanning, Thomas Lockert, Statia Pyskaty, Helen Toth, Harold Granucci, Lois Dunn, Lillian Moshier. Seniors: Lydia Hall, Robert Loring, Madelyn Reynolds, Maurice Foulkes, Doris Walker, Robert Boyd, Andrew Kovach, Eloise Fritz, Albert Payne, Madeline Clark, Lillian Malchiodi, Johanna Manfreda, Rose Pascale, Edna Wheeler, Frank Ball, Donald Brandt, Beatrice Cass, Clotilde Brazeau, Natalie Read, Edna Bailey, Rose Deroy, Carmela Brancato, Dorothy Doolittle, Frank Barker, Jacob Landsman, Dennison MacDonald, Andrew Gresto, Mary Simuline, Dorothy Smith, May Ulbrich, Anna Urban, Alfred Bradford, Charles Bukowski, Carol Butterworth, Jean Watson, Raymond Reiske, Anthony Barbuto, Anna Williams, Carl Bailey, Paul Beauchamp, Helen Green, May Bercier, Alyce Greenwood, William Brown, Rose Tartaglia, Frank Yasensky.