Medill High School - Medillite Yearbook (Chicago, IL)

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THE MEDILLITE when we arrived at our destination, we were amazed to Hnd that these young men were so good in the printing game that they had erected a large building and were doing a rushing business in it. When our school-day friendship was renewed with these two pros- perous business men, we expressed our desire to go over their plant. Upon hearing this, Mr. Zabren said that we should be treated to many surprises. As we emerged from his inner oiiice, Mr. Cygan showed us pretty little Iean Greenblatt sternly presiding over a group of lightning-fingered typists, -of whom the fastest and probably the prettiest was Tillie Krotish. Not content with treating us to this pleasant surprise, he took us up to the accounting department and showed us-can you imagine whom? Vsfell, none other than our own President, Hyman Nusinoff. Here he was en- throned amid his books and papers, as a Certified Public Accountant, and was at the same time acting as king pin over many of his classmates, including his chief assistant, Bessie Krnoul. After showing us the work- ings of the presses, and the rest of the system used in their establishment, Raymond advised us to see a very famous draftsman who made a sideline of planning such announcements as we wanted. This man turned out to be none other than Ioseph Proskowitz, the former star draftsman at Medill. After we had seen to the announcements, it was too late to do anything else. We decided, then, to go to the Coliseum. We were much surprised to see that Bennie Zelig was a contender for the heavyweight championship. Needless to say, we could hardly wait to see this bout commence, and when it did there was no doubt as to who was to be the pexthtitle holder: there couldn't be with such loyal rooters as we pulling or im. ' That night, it was decided that for our honeymoon we should go on an extended tour of Europe. Accordingly, the next day' we took the Twentieth Century Limited and a few days later found ourselves in New York. .We made our way to the general offices of the White Sar Line and inquired when it would be possible to secure accommodations for three couples to sail to Europe. . - In inquiring for this information, we came upon Miriam Silver, who was general passenger agent for this line. Miriam told us that we could sail almost immediately, as three great business women had cancelled their trip to Europe because of the urgent needs of their firms. These wome' it chanced, were Florence Steinman, Anna Stramiello, and Rose Gale, who were buyers of imported laces, silk, and tapestries. We boarded our ship and were soon off for Europe. In sailing we had thought that we were severing, for the time being, all of our connec tions with the United States: but no, there was one slender thread that still bound us, and that slender thread turned out to be Fannie Harris, who was just then enjoying a vacation from the Opera in which she was acting as leading lady. Her voice was compared to Rosa Raisa's and her acting to Mary Garden's. When we arrived in Paris, we immediately hired a guide to show us about the city. The first place to which he took us was one of the largest universities of 'France where one of the American students of ,French es- pecially attracted our attention because we were sure that in her we recog- nized one of our old classmates: and sure enough, it turned out to be none other than Margaret Engelking. Margaret told us that she was about to fill the position of interpreter to the American Consul in France and that The vifianted to know the French language from A to Z, figuratively and itera y.'

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THE MEDILLITE ' 61 History of J une Class of 1928 6 6 II ATHRILL WE ENTERED MEDlLL. ' One warm clay in September, 1926, a body of boys and girls boarded the good ship Medill. We were fearful and curious, expecting to conquer, as did Alexander the Great. Our captain, Mr .Hall, discussed the voyage with us and tried to persuade us to take a trip for four years instead of two, saying that we would be able to view the scenes more fully and could go farther. Having decided the length of our trip, we were shown to our cabins by his assistants, who were to help us get settled and show us how to get the most out of the trip. , A regular social event was to be given every Friday, wherein all the voyagers would participate, which was to be called C. I. L. At. the end of a period of five weeks those who had proved good seamen were to be awarded a medal of honor. Thus live months of joy intermixed with dis- couragement rolled by. Our difficulties were met, and by perseverance we overcvame them. After one year of sailing, the ship became unseaworthy, so we entered into a larger vessel called Sophomore Life. During this time the captain fell ill and before a month had passed was laid in the sea which had been his companion for so long a time. We missed him, we mourned for him, but we had to carry on. About this time a few of the passengers be- came discouraged and discontinued the trip. The rest of us kept on. The trip was coming to a close and the passengers were becoming im- patient to leave the boat. Some were tearful, others happy, all were think- ing of the friendships to be broken which had grown up in such a short time. So ended our two years of sailing, in which we tried to shape our future lives. s ' We came, we saw, we conquered. SARA SANDLER JAMES BRoM Prophecy of J une '28 , ELL, here we are in this great little city, Chicago. We have just been marritd,-we six, Sara Steinberg, Hazel Bloomfield, Fred Bauman, and the three great unknowns. The ceremony was presided over by none other than the Honorable Iudge Ioseph Iezel, who has rapidly approached the climax of his career by ascending to the bench of the Supreme Court. A - We went to the far-famed printing concern of Zabren, Cygan6?Co. forour announcements. We patronized their establishment because when we were in Medill we had heard them talking to each other about how good the other was and what star printers they Were. We thought that in going to -them .we might be able to help them out with a little business, and, to tell the truth, we expected to Hnd them in some little run-down shop: but

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THE MEDILLITE 63 As we were leaving Paris we noticed a large pile of American-looking luggage in the day coach. We were wondering what such a pile of lug- gage should be doing on the train, and going over to find out, we found sitting complacently behind it all both Sylvia Deitch and Rom- ona Dama. When we inquired as to the where and wherefore of all this luggage, we found out that these classmates were hurrying back to Washington as Sylvia had a seat in Congress and had to be there in time to make her opening address: Romona was her campaign manager. Now I ask you, what is this world coming to when women are elected to Congress! What are the men going to do? Because take it from a married man, when a woman has the upper hand she usually has it. We were just realizing this because we were talking to Lena Klimboff, who is in Paris outfitting herself, and at the same time getting some ideas and plans for her current stage production in the United Artists, and some- how or other Lena got the idea into our heads that the girls needed new clothes: and when girls make up their minds, it is usually unanimous whether you like it or not. Well, after a very little arguing and much buying we departed for Switzerland. I might add here that there was little arguing about buying a nw outfit, not because I did not want to argue, but because I couldn't. We Went to Switzerland and the beautiful lake, St. Moritz. Whom did we meet here but Concetta Procopio, who had left her designing establish- ment in Paris in the care of the modistes, to take a little time off for skiing and skating. Concetta, besides having a rather fancy figure herself, cuts a still fancier figure on the ice, as anyone who was in our party will testify. After spending many pleasant days with Concetta we departed for Venice, the land of beautiful canals and gondolas. Gliding down the' main canal, one night, we noticed another gondola that was acting very queerly: in fact, so queerly that we decided to see, as we slangily put it, what was being pulled off here. The gondola in question was rocking, and rocking so hard that I was expecting its occupants to be precipitated into the briny deep. As we drew along side, whom should we see in this 'gondola of many motions but the two Ordman sisters, Bertha and Anna, and Sadie Goldberg, who, were celebrating their meeting here in this far-off place. The Ordman sisters were introducing to the continent anew shorthand system, and Sadie was there on pleasure bent, spending her legacy. On our way to Austria, we noted many posters in the trains, but be- cause we did not know how to read them, we were not much interested until a native read them to us. He said that these posters were announc- ing the appearance of the famous American artist, Miss Mildred Smith. When we heard this, we could hardly wait until the train delivered us to our destination. At last we saw Mildred. We overheard the remark that if any artist could paint a picture of her the way she really is, it would make him famous: but in this day and age, we are sorry to say, they do not produce artists good enough. To one of the strange tricks of fate can be attributed the presence in Venice at this time of Ida Goldberg. Ida was by far the most well-dressed woman in Venice and was up to her old tricks again, such as going to parties, and dances: and at the time of writing she had her eye on a rather handsome and well-dressed young chap. On our way to Trieste, whom should we come upon but Sylvia Robbins and Anna Kaplan, who, coming into a large estate, had also decided on a trip around the world. Roslyn Gorin was traveling with them, but her