New Bedford Institute of Technology - Fabricator Yearbook (New Bedford, MA)

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1935 THE FABRICATOR of Edgar ' s, we snatched him up bodily and carried him protestingly away to the lounge. Perry was waiting for us. Step up to the bar, boys, cried Perry, but remember it ' s every man for himself . We were utterly amazed to find Ralph Clark officiating as bartender. Ralph discovered Edgar in the crowd and glaring at him, said, Put your money on the counter first and don ' t ask for credit here . Those being fighting words, Ralph and Edgar squared off and only the foghorn voice of Captain Perry, Pll break your arm at the elbow , prevented bloodshed and forced the combatants to shake hands and remain friends. We learned from the assistant bartender that Clark had accepted this position after going in bankruptcy trying to make size out of Certo. Just as we were offering toasts to each other ' s success, a stentorian voice called out, Soup ' s on . We turned to behold Johnson in a chef ' s uniform. We dashed madly up to him and shook his hand violently and asked him why he became a chef. All right, you guys , says Earle, I never could get a steady blonde and this job is the nearest thing to doing nothing that I could find. Why, my assistants do all the work. We discovered his assistants to be old classmates of ours. He had on his staff Winthrop Banks, who had been knighted a few years ago and was known as Lord Faultleroy, and Tom Gillett, famous for his ability to sling it , and John Greaves who had formerly been a barker in the circus until his voice had given out. We stared in open-mouthed amazement be- cause back in ' 35, although many times we had fervently wished this to happen, no one had dared ever hope that Philbert would lose his voice. Continuing on our tour of the boat we made our way down into the engine room where we found Dick Lewis as chief engineer, still trying to set the valves with the assistance of his fireman, Frank Szynal. Frank told us that he was kept busy putting together boilers that the chief was always breaking. We wandered back up on the deck again and saw three sailors who closely resembled Hathaway, Normile and Shumway, and upon close in- spection they proved the very boys with whom we had gone to school back in ' 35. They were very industriously swabbing the deck, and Perry ( for he was still with us, having learned to walk in his sleep), called our attention to the queer contraption on Joe ' s mop and explained that it had been in- vented by Snake to enable Joe to crochet while washing down the decks. We followed Perry into the Captain ' s quarters where he removed his coat and revealed the label which read Herstoff ' s Mills . Crowley asked if that was the same Hersty we had known at N. B. T. S. Perry replied that it certainly was and that he started his mill shortly after leaving school, with Al Tetrault as his boss weaver. As we sat there talking about old times, there came a knock on the door. Come , said Perry in his most dignified voice. The door opened -■•gf 31 }§ »•-

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THE FABRICATOR 1935 PROPHECY The sun that warm December day. Rose cheerful over waves of blue, And lighted up that isle of green, Where three figures there were seen. And although the talk seemed out of way Lefs listen in and hear what ' tis they have to say. The three people on the beach were the sole survivors of the wrecked palatial yacht belonging to Edgar Stowell. Edgar had made a fortune in the candy business and for the past two years had employed Joe Crowley, ex-wrestling champion, and me as bodyguards. We had been on a round- the-world cruise when the disaster occurred that cast us upon t his unin- habited island to shift for ourselves. Crowley had been grumbling for days about the diet of dates and cocoanuts which seemed to upset his liver and disposition, but only served to encourage my already enlarged waistline. We were awakened this particular morning by loud cries from Edgar who had seen a ship anchored in the harbor. A boat had put off from the ship and as it drew near the beach we could make out the figure in the bow of the boat. Dressed in a captain ' s uniform was our old friend and classmate, Henry Perry. As the boat beached, Henry sprang forward, and such a hubbub of laughing and crying arose. Finally Henry managed to shout above the din, Yes, the call of the sea being strong in my bones, I finally decided to run away from home. My early experiences in handling large craft enabled me to soon become master and owner of that fine ship out yonder . We congratulated Henry on his rapid rise to fame and he invited us to complete our cruise on his boat. We were amazed to discover that the rowing crew were none other than Howarth, Keith, Lovejoy, and Languirand, the original Four Horsemen of the Class of ' 35. Pulling together now and forever they brought us safely to the side of the ship and there we dis- covered the name Perrywinkle . Edgar studied the name for a moment as though puzzled, then a light dawned. Oh, Perry , says Edgar, Did you name this vessel in memory of your famous yacht which had the distinction of being last in every race at Padanaram back in ' 35? Perry admitted that this was true, and was about to lake exception to the crack concerning the winning, or rather losing abilities of his one and only love, the great ship Perrywinkle , when suddenly Edgar lost ;il I interest in the argument and (aslcned his attention upon three passengers who were none other than the fair coeds of the ' 35 class of N. B. T. S. As we climbed up the side ol the ship, Violet, Ruth, and Ann were there lo greet us, slill beautiful and single, mil angling. Being loyal bodyguards 4 30 } «

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THE FABRICATOR 19 3 5 and there stood our old friend, Mason Chace. Mason was the ship ' s mascot and errand boy, spending his spare time working on difficult experiments. He handed a telegram to the Captain and as Perry opened it I noticed printed across the top Howland Telegraph Company . I became quite excited and demanded to know if this telegraph company owed its being to the Stewart Howland of N. B. T. S. ' 35. Edgar spoke up and said, He ' s the same old Stewie still trying to find out about electrons . We decided that it must be his cleverness at juggling that converted electrons into a huge telegraph business. Perry read the message as follows. COHEN AND WISHNIETSKY DISCOVER NEW THEORY STOP NEW THEORY DISPLACES ALL EINSTEIN ' S WORK SIGNED H. SHERMAN PRESIDENT VAT DYES CORPORATION OF AMERICA. Such excitement, why, to think that our alma mater had graduated two such intelligent people. Above our shouts rose a cry, What makes you think I ' m wrong — because up in Dedham they have , and here I interrupted the speech by clapping Al Heinser on the back. The rights of Dedham could be upheld some other time; I wanted to talk to my friends Chris and Al without arguing. The sun that warm December day, Set cheerful over waves of blue, And then we lighted up that ship of dreams, Where all good jolly fellows are, it seems. And though there ' s nothing much we do but play, Upon life ' s sea we go our merry way. - 32 ■}■