Newport High School - Bruin Yearbook (Newport, WA)

Page 64 text:

playtng an interesting game with George Breton, the pepue lar 'Man about town of Chicano. I'm positive that it was a game of Ping-pong though. Eleanor Shumway, the exotic New York model, graced by beautiful celophane pajamas was lounging on a billiard table, watching the lively scene with a bored expression on her beautiful face, It is said that when she steps out of her realm she becomes depressed and does not cheer up until she gets back. She is well known in the best social circles on the Atlantic seaboard. Who is that successful looking woman over there? Why, if it isent Stella Stark. Oh, yes, she is the big Butter and Egg woman we hear so much about in the Pacific North west. I was attracted to the tennis court by shouts and cheers, and who should I see but Edwin Painter. He was giving the playes lots of Ntalk 'em upn, as we used to say. nSoek 'em,U nPut 'em over,H NWhere's that good one?U he yelled. Yes, siree, no mistake, that's nTuffy,n and he's a professional cheer leader in the National Sports Associ- ation, Right beside him was a tall, distinguished looking, gentleman with a little black moustache. Gordon Klieweri No you can't fool me it's he all right Very pros' poi-ous looking, too. .We1l, ali these b1g'f1nane1e:-s are prosperous looking these days, I think he's in the eil business. Pretty slick, eh, what? I was exhausted from all the excitement so I decided to go to my rooms and rest before dressing for dinner. As I came out the door of the Recreation Room, Doris Hamburg hurried past me. She seemed to be in a great hurry as usual but she stopped when she saw me, and exclaimed, Hwhy, Shirlio Slusser, of all peoplcgu nThat's not my name any more,H I told her laughingly. She chuckled and said hor name wasn't Hamburg either. She told me she met her husband on a trans-Pacific airplane on its was to Japan. She was then governess te

Page 63 text:

the Lady Harbury's enimcren. When I came down for dinner most of the guests were collected around a fireplace over which hung a picture of old Newport High, ' The faculty was gathered in a group, chatting about new types of education and all that, I recognized every one of them, 'Miss Patterson, excuse me, CI don't know her married name, but she's been married almost ten years now! and Miss Schultz, Mr. and Mrs. Crosette and Mr. Paulsen were talking about the novel idea of using a new method of teaching sdhool by motion-pictures entirely. Mr. McNeil and Mr, Braddock were talking with Miss Rower, and although I recognized' them all, somthing dif- ferent seemed to stand out. Mr. McNeil had a goateel That was itl' 'Dinner was announced so we found our places and sat down, I proceeded to see who was near me, Yes, indeed, there was Iene Persyn across the table from me with her charming smile that is well-known in advertising' cir- cles, I've heard that her smile is insured for 350,000,000 and it is worth it, too, Eleanor Faucett, who sat beside lone, was talking to Allen Blackler about her'Work. She is the famous cook em ployed in the Grand Hotel, Berlin, Germany, Allen, I understand, is the Ping-pong coach at W.S.Q He is quite celebrated, We were served grape-fruit to everyone's surprise, and most of us had forgotten out patented eye-protectors that are just out, But not Harold Chaney - his eyes are his fortune so he hadn't forgotten his, Bob Zumwalt sat on my right and I noticed he shook a little as though he was nervous and he said, HAre they ?onna'have after-dinner speeches? If they are, I'm gonna leave, I assured him that we weuldn't be called on unless we were notified before-hand, This quieted him and he enjoyed

Page 65 text:

was there. She is supervisor of a large Seattle library and says that she never liked worms until she started to work in a library, but new she does, Book worms, of course. I happened to think of an important letter I had to write so I hastened my pace, and on turning a corner in the corridor, I bumped 'smack-dabn into a very fat red- faced gentleman who begged my pardon in a low mumbly voice and hurried on his way, Donald Evans, of all people! I believe I saw his picture in the paper the other day, a big radio technician new, I believe. Oh, me, how time flies! ' After having posted my letter I still had some time before dressing for dinner so I continued to explore my spacious surroundings. I wandered nonchalantly down the winding stairs and eame to a door marked HHeereation Room.u I opened it and before me was an honest-to goodness paradise of fun. Ping- pong tables, card games of all kinds, indoor swim ing pool and tennis courts were all here. A large chattering group was gathered around a Ping- pong table discussing the swim indulged in earlier in the afternoon. Buck Shumway was telling Cwith much gusto and anima- ted gesturesl just how he happed to fall on the diving- board when he was trying to do a back dive. He is still the good looking chap he always was but he has grown con- siderably about the middle. Yup, he's a retired stump- rancher. Over in the corner by a magazine stand a saucy little woman, plump and rosy, was discussing children and quilt patches with a tall motherly looking woman as they sat on a long davenport--Ethel Terlson and Ethel Elmer, of course How strange that like their names their fates should be so alike, Both are married and have families, What do you bet that they have when-peckedn husbands? ,A Did you ever see a dream playing Ping-pong? Well, I did, There was nthen Elzena Reidt, the famed stage star,