New Haven High School - Elm Tree Yearbook (New Haven, CT)

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l , 0w3.sf E Qi egzezvfj Hrnphrrg nf The Gllawa nf 1527 America! America! At last l was back in America, after ten years of social service work in China. lt was such a relief to be back! l was more than pleased to find at the dock on my arrival, an old and dear school chum, Jimmie Lynch, with whom I had kept up a steady correspondence- She is married now and has three of the cutest little tots. Of course they're chubby and sweety how could they be otherwise? VVhile we rode uptown to her apartment tshe's living in New Yorkj we discussed old times. She told me that Helene Moore and jay Platt had achieved a name for themselves in Paris doing aesthetic dancing. I asked her if she happened to know what ,lack Kimberly was doing for a living. Oh, yes, she answered, he's in IrVashington superintending the installation of a national system of pulley lines for the Consolidated Mail Order Houses. After a reminiscent lull in the conversation, she asked me if I remembered Dot Lederer. Sure I remember Dot. Tell me-is she in New York F Yes, she's the president of the new company that manufactures cheese-cloth tennis racquets. Do you recognize the Adonis up there P She pointed to a gleaming billboard high above the buildings around us. I admitted that the face was familiar and asked her who it was. That's Stan Morgan, she replied. He's been posing for all the collar ads for the last live years. Wl1at's the book ? I asked, indicating a brilliantly bound one in -Iinnnie's lap. This? I just bought it. It's a novel entitled 'The Advantages of Being a Redhead, written by Eleanor Markham and Sylvia VVeissnian. I am curious to know just what the advantages are. By the way-I have tickets for a concert Thursday night, and I know you'll want to go, because Frank McGuire's going to sing. Really, Minnie, you'd never recognize him. He's become so fat and a little bald, too, but his voice is marvelous! I'll love to hear him, I said, it will seem like old timesf' My eyes had encountered an attractive signboard outside of a wide expanse of plate glass on a second floor. Jimmie answered my interrogation with: Yes, that's the beauty shop owned by Bernice Hughson, and, incidentally Charlie Munro is the head barber in the men's department. Silence reigned for a few minutes. Then I asked if jimmie knew what Eddie Adams was doing. Uh-huh! I saw him just a few weeks ago and he told me that he was tun- ing whistles for locomotives. He said that his nose helped him a lot, but you'll have to draw your own conclusions. Do you know what Don Eldridge chose for a life profession? He's a horse doctor! If an aged aunt hadn't died and left him a few millions he'd be starving, though. There aren't a hundred horses between here and San Francisco, and they're all in good health l 26

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1 ' E 31 :6 6 E ,i v IJ! if fi HIE Qi from possible inconvenience. At this time two cups were presented. Al Haynes was presented with the Holmes cup for being the best all-around athlete, and a cup was also awarded to Dot l.ederer, the tennis champion. At the same time, a large cup was presented to the school. Each year, the name of the winner of the Girls' Tennis Tournament is to be engraved on it. In this way, interest in tennis will flourish. All eyes were then focused on the Girls' lnterclass Basketball games. The games were all hotly contested, but our Senior team, with Babe Andrew as captain, won the laurels. The Senior team was also successful in its outside games. The tryouts for graduation speakers were then held. Those chosen were Charles Albom, Dick NVeigle, Ruth Beckley, 'limmie Lynch, and Dot Leclerer, alter- nate. Then came Easter, and a welcome vacation. SPRING Sprink, sprink, beautiful sprink! The thought uppermost in everyone's mind was the Prom. To go, or not to go was the momentous question. True to form, the class decided in the affirmative, and the representation was large. Frank Mc- Guire, tbe chairman, succeeded in making the big social event a success. For the first time, the Prom was held in the new Arena, since lNoolsey Hall was unavail- able. The interior was beautifully decorated, and the whole place was transformed into a veritable fairyland. Unce more, athletic togs were donned for the spring sports. Captain Haynes, with the other members of the Baseball Team, was out practicing every day. Volleyball and Field Hockey started up for the girls. Ten- nis too started once more. Captain Lufler was busy planning a schedule for the boys' team. For the first time, the girls had an organized team with Dot Lederer as captain. Class Day and Graduation approached all too quickly. High School days, with all the joys and sorrows they had brought, were over. The Class of 1927 left dear, old Hillhouse, never more to tread as pupils its well-known halls. DOROTHEA LEDERER YC' . f f aft' ., ,ffl 25

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I , as Y 1 i-3j.fU.aDe gi fr3a1e.I.asfef 3 ,flfenaagfg By that time we had reached her apartment. I was terribly tired and im- mediately dropped into an easy chair. I picked up a newspaper. The name of it was The New York Daily Tattle-tale and I soon perceived that the editor of it was no other than my old friend, Dick Weigle. Jimmy informed me that Dick had invented a salve guaranteed to permanently cure boils . She also told me that John Joy was Sports Editor of the paper, so I immediately turned to the Sport- ing Section. NVhat a medley of familiar faces! In the center of the page was a big picture of Al Haynes, The Sultan of Swat of the Giants, in a familiar pose. On one side was a profile view of Tom Creighton, now a pugilist. He certainly looked the part-his nose was broken in two places. The caption announced that his manager and trainer was Tibby Johnson. On the opposite side was a picture of Mary Smith, the world's champion runner and high jumper, with the same boyish bob and cowlick. VVho was the husky-looking gentleman at the bottom of the page? Sawnie Gaston, to be sure! An item below the picture informed the world at large that the popular skating champion was spending the summer at Morris Cove, Con- necticut, learning the game of tiddle-de-winks. Say, Jimmie, I asked, how does it happen that Johnnie Braslin isn't men- tioned here ? Oh, he's a professional now, and spends his leisure time teaching ducks the line art of swimming. Then Jimmie's husband came in and mentioned that he had just left Bill Beebe. Of course I asked what Bill was doing, and was not surprised when I heard -that he was demonstrating Kiddie Kars. After dinner we went down to see Romeo and Juliet . It was given in a new theatre, a gorgeous place of scintillating lights in the very heart of the city, and the manager was Dick Carter. Of course you will not be surprised to hear that Esther Beckley was Juliet. Romeo was played by Victor Sheronas, and the whole play reminded me of the one given in the Hillhouse Auditorium so many years ago. I think the name of it was Icebag , or something like that. I remarked to Jimmie: I suppose that Ruth Beckley is famous, too, playing old woman roles. She used to have unusual skill in that line if I remember right- ly. '1 No, Jimmie answered, Ruth is back in New Haven. She got married be- fore she had been out of college a year, and she's doing her own cooking and mend- ing, too. Speaking of old friends who went on the stage wait 'till I tell you who is the greatest dancer in the Ziegfeld Follies-Austin Harmon! That's nothing! I declared, I heard that Charlie Zipperman is in Europe, a touring musician. They say that he let his hair grow and looks just like Paderewskif' All right, here's another, said Jimmie, Ray Verwholt went into the movies and is acknowledged as the immediate successor of Rudolph Valentino. The next morning the radio woke me up. Jimmie had turned it on and the first words I heard were: One-two-three-halt! This is station X Y Z, James Murphy announcing the daily exercises. I got up and dressed and, during my breakfast, I remarked to my hostess: 27