New Bedford High School - Crimson Log Yearbook (New Bedford, MA)

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94 REDGAND GW Esl Then came our last and honorable year in which we all shined to our utmost. We tendered the Freshmen with a reception and Midget Sykes, the Freshman President, responded to “Johnny’s” welcome address. From our roster we supplied the major, two captains and four lieutenants in the R. O. T. C. In baseball.and basketball the majority of the “stars” were from our ranks. While in football seven of the varsity were Seniors, and it might be interesting to know that of those seven Conway and Hayden were three year letter men, Lee and Pallatroni were two year letter men. The Glee Clubs also shared the good fortune by having many Seniors among them. The newly formed Dramatic Club included two Seniors who took the leading roles in their last big production. During the last half of the Senior year we were busy in electing com- mittees for the Banquet, Senior “Prom.” and the Senior Dance from which we realized a large sum of money. At last all was over and our four years in school seemed to have passed quickly. For the last time as a class we assembled in the Auditorium on Graduation night to bid farewell to our dear Alma Mater and to thank her for all the benefits derived, for all that we are and hope to be hereafter. To the Class of 1922, May Success be with You, And Fate smile on Thee hereafter. Such are the Wishes of the Omega Chapter Of our Dear New Bedford High Compliments ofthe Phis Delta sie,

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NEW BEDFORD HIGH SCHOOL aS Class History PauL AguiINAS HAYDEN In the early days of February, 1918, the upper classmen were greatly amused by watching the young, innocent Freshmen running amiss in the corridors, looking for the room whose number corresponded to that on their program card . If, by chance, there should be a “reg’lor” fellow amongst them and he.should solicit aid from a proud and dignified Senior, he would tell him the same old story, “Certainly, 101 is on the third floor” or, “take the elevator and get off at the third floor.” Such was our first week or two in that glorious school on the hill, It seemed to most of us that we were just the type of fellows the Seniors wanted. First the Cadets tried us and an overwhelming corp was established. They showed us the mysteries of the Craig and Corbine rifles and the close order drill. Many of us envied those gold stripes on the officers’ arms. Then in the Auditorium we listened to the slippery-tongued students telling us of the benefits of the Glee Clubs and the Debating Club. Then came our Reception and “Dawnce.” The Senior President greeted us and gave us a little advice on how to “get by.” Our hero “Johnny” spoke for us and then we felt at home. The dance followed and refreshments were served by Mr. Bates. In our Sophomore year we were much the wiser and came out on the “top of the pile” in baseball. It was at this time that “supervised study” came into prominence. Although we didn’t like the long hours then, many of us now wish that it had continued, for our marks would have been much higher than they were. This was more or less an inactive year for us, although the lunch hour dance inter- ested us very much. | By our Junior year we were well accustomed to our surroundings and were just beginning to realize that High School was no joke. Again we became prominent and we won the class basketball championship of the school. It was the hottest contest ever held in the “gym” for some time. Just about this time the R. O. T. C. was organized under Captain C. W. Fairfax, U.S. A. Inf. All of the Cadets signed up and many other male students of the school responded. The corps roster climbed to 350, with James E. Moore as Major. A great many of us received ‘“non-com” positions and were working hard to become an officer so as to wear the silver discs:

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NEW BEDFORD HIGH SCHOOL 95 ‘The Prophecy In the book of Life, the leaves turn: fast, But glimpses we catch as they hurry past— Higtelic Ol the pact, bir the tuture ecorcedlcd, To only a few, are its secrets revealed. There are some who will tell you By reading your palm, What the future will bring you Good fortune, or harm. Some study the tea grounds, Some gaze ina ball But the fortunes | See for you, Surpasses them all. And now, before you, I stand tonight To tell your futures, dark or bright. For Evlyne Bullen I see tonight Pout uresthatus very. bright. To Normal! School she plans to go And there she intends to show That New Bedford girls are up to the mark, Can do good work, as well as lark, And with their winning manner, and pleasing air Make the folks sit up, and stare. Ralph Braley is president of a college, Co-ed, And in his praise, I’ve heard it said That, while there he has a way Of writing essays every day. We miss dear Yvonne from our midst tonight, But the cloud that is o’er her will soon grow bright, And once again she will honors take In Canada, as in the Old Bay State. Laura Cole, you know, without telling, The very best pictures will soon be selling. A modern Rosa Bonheur, she may be And for her models, you may see The thorough-breds from Edith Davenport’s stable, To match them, you would not be able. They capture blue ribbons by the score And all kinds of other honors galore. HIGH SCHOOL REFERENCE LIBRARY