Niagara Falls High School - Niagarian Yearbook (Niagara Falls, NY)

Text from Pages 1 - 152 of the 1939 volume:

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Bakota William Lamonte Ballance Mary L. Bane ' Wd ' H ward C. Baney Esther Bango Charles I. Barber lean M. Harry L. Barrett, Ir. Stella Ann Santina C. Bax Barr Shirley Marie Barr Barszcz Margaret Bartlett Vernon Leslie Beehler Mary Louise Benbow Mary Somerby Benner Peter Joseph Bertani Louise Marie Blach Daniel W. Bishara Ray Albert Bloom Marcella Irene Bohnsack Lawrence P. Boland Norene E. Bond Iohn A. Bosso Robert Donald Bowie Hugo W. Bowin Scott D. Bowman Fred Paul Bozek Naomi Charlotte Briggs Arnold Isadore Brooks Sara lane Brooks Mary F. Brophy Christine Bruce Douglas Henry Bunston Betty lean Burdick Marcene Burdick Robert Baar Burdick Yolanda Frcmcene Cacioppo QNLQQ. Edith A. can Dorothy Iune Campbell Rose Margaret Capicotto Iames Lawrence Carbone 12 Marion Agnes Carl Sarah I. Castilone Mary Frances Certo Iune Albee Chamberlin Elwood L. Channell Iames A. Chrisman Mary Cicero lames Samuel Cirrito Iosephine Lucille Cirrito Marilyn E. Clancy Daphne Faith Clark Elaine Ioyce Clifton Florice Mae Coates lames A. Coleman Robert George Cook Angelo Ioseph Corsini Rondina Corsini 13 Carl I. Constantino Frank Anthony Constantino Walter Cram Edith Coyle Mary Louise Critelli Esther Cuff Aletha L. Crosby Lowell R. Cumming Amalia M. Cutini Elmer Cyphers Caroline V. Czaplak Iessie Mary Czerniak Anna May Daloisio Gertrude Damm Sally Dolores D'Angelo Frederick George Darby Catherine Ann Dattola Frank Davidovic Harold Ioseph Davies Felicia Iohan DeDario Mary Ann DeFe1ice Russell G. DeFranco Iohn Francis Degnan Antoinette DelBrocco Adolph I. Del Zoppo L. Bruce Dent Janet E. Dickenherr Charles Dickey Anna Rose DiFranco Lily Patricia DiGregorio Lenora Alice DiMeo Catherine DiNieri Mary DiP1acido Lilla Therese DiHuscio Thelma Irene Douglas Margaret Mary Drew Ruth Martha Duthe Stephania Dorothy Dworak Doris Lorraine Eidt Gordon Ellwood Samuel Elmassian Margaret Louise Emes Ina A. Englund Mary lane Enos Eugenia V. Evangelist Helen E. Eperyes Agnes Alice Fadel Lorraine L. Faux Gino Fiacco Louis Frank Felicetti Alice B. Fideli Eileen Ferraro Caroline Weldon Field Ccewffkb 16 ' r f . 1'.!Y- Pauline Fiorotto Ronald Kay Fisher Gertrude Focazio Ioan S. Foggia Anne Louise Foote Dorothy Forbes Julia M. Forcucci Ioseph Foti David W. French George W. Frey, Ir. Louise Friedman Mary Furnary Betty Iune Furry Donald Elton Gais Newman Clifton Gais Arlene Galley Miriam Estelle Gamble Lorene Gertrude Gieseler Carmela Marie Gentile 17 Sue Ioan Gismondi Iohn Edward Godzisz Sophie P. Goliszek Katherine C. Gold Raul Carl Goltara William Leon Gooden Ieanne Elizabeth Goodroe Thomas M. Goodwin Arthur M. Gorbaty Melvina D rothy Gord n '711,0if-on-avd. L44-AINJ lane Gormley Georgina Ann Graham Frances Delores Grana Elinor Olive Green Rita Greenwood Leonard Iohn Greene Eeanore E. Grichen Jsamaao I- 23401594 Fiorina M. Grimaldi Helen L. Grobengieser Dorothy Mae Gruber Richard Harry Haas Gorden Earl Hageman Francis I. Hailey Ruth Elaine Hammond Emma Iane Harrington Anthony Hartley Marian I. Hartoonian Shirley lean Hartwig William H. Hartwig Ioseph F. Hehir Mildred E. Hoag Margaret C. Hockenberry Virginia Anne Hogan Eleanor A. E. Hornsby lean Hughey lean Elizabeth Human Ann Marie Hupaylo Mary Louise Iamieson lack Iewett Martha M. I anik Harry Warren Iohnson Howard Alexander Iohnson Iosephine C. Iohnson Iohn Caldwell Iohnstone Paul Iulian Eleanor V. Ioy Karl Iohn Kalinna Stephania Thyra Kartz Alvin Eugene Katz Bessie Arlene Kay William H. Keith Helen Elaine -Kesler 20 Clara O. Kiesel Thomas F. Kilcoyne Margaret A. Killingsworth Mary Love Klauder Dorothy Elizabeth Knize Helen M. Koethen Iulia Ann Kolarz Vicki L. Komorek Theo. S. Korpolinski Emelie H. Kowalski Iessie Krajkowski Nerses H. Krikorian Sophie Dorothy Kvasnak Iosephine M. LaBarbera Leona LaBell Newman Robert Ladabouche Christine Ioan LaGamba Esther Ioan LaMarca Claude Emerson Lampman Doris Myrl Leggett Dm 21 Mary Melissa Leighton yxwfao Casmer E phany Leone Virginia Louise Leone Margaret D. Lewis Thomas Franklin Lewis Marjorie Liversidge Richard H. Lines William Lloyd Grace Ioan Longo Dorothy Marie Locke Helen Emma Longo Ercole Russel Lumia George Iames Lumsden Norman I. MacDonald Iohn W. McCabe Isobel MacGillivray Mary Melva McCabe Agnes S. McCallum Kathryn Lee McClane Marguerite Samanthette McDonald Virginia Mae McDowell Anna I. McGinley Catherine C. McIntyre Lorraine M. Mclntyre Beatrice McKenzie Elizabeth D. McKimmie Richard Leo Machelor Gladys Angeline Macielag Angela Magnifico Iohn Malcolm Eileen Dorothy Malone Richard M. Manton Leo Ioseph Marinello Ieanne Beverly Marlette Peter Ioseph Marra Clifford Allen Martin oseph Martinez jf-bwmm-vf Manuel Martinez Lucy Massimilian Helen Maslo Rose Marie Matarazzo Adeline May Matthews Marian Mattar Shirley Lillian Maxon Arline Gertrude Mayne Elizabeth Monroe Meiklejohn Genevieve Mellon Austin Iohn Merino Albert Iames Mesler Marvin G. Mestler Audrey Marie Miller Kathryn Lola Miller Walter Edward 24 Mimnaugh Charles Mindham Mary Mitchell Douglas Hamilton Moss Daniel Mulvena Virginia Muhlbauer Frederick I. Munson Frances N anula Ann Marie Murphy Gilbert Henry Nicklas Rita lane Niger Ilene Helene Nimelman Arthur F. Odorczyk Anthony Onesi Elizabeth May Ostertag Gerald Pacella Victoria A. Paluck Elide Marie Paloni Gloria Maria Paonessa Olga Parenti 25 Yolanda Passero Mary Susan Ioan Pastore Frank Dempsey Patty Annie Marie Patti Ted C. Payne Angelo I. Pelligrino A. Richard Perry Rob t W. Pe Ir. K ettitt Walter A. Pilat Sebastian Pino Fern Marie Potter Frances Louise Pitz Thomas Gust Poulos Audrey Seprina Printup Doris Maye Proctor M. Walter Puto Sophie Marie Pysz Norma Marie Quaglia Iohn P. Quarantillo Teresa Mary Radogna Blanche Estelle Radomski Dorothy Rose Reach Grace Ruth Reach Phyllis Anne Reid Marie Sue Rice Grace C. Riggie Clifford Paul Rogers Carlton Iames Rohrer Winifred G. Rossall Iohn Raymond Routh Angelo Peter Ruggiero Margaret Esther Russell Anthony C. Sabella Edward Z. Sajdak Margaret Charlotte Sandstrom fi. 7.f,.,6w J 9' ,JMf4 Haleem Ioseph Sark? J g omas Sarkees Elizabeth Sarkissian Anita Olga Scalzo Eleanor Ruth Schul Leonard Iohn Schulz Sophia Margaret Schuyler il O 1 Ioseph Martin Schweitzer Mary Elizabeth Schweitzer Mary Irene Scozzafava Ioan Serianni Salvatore Anthony Serianni lane Uptegraff Sheers . faq Miz E an Elizab H M. shoe-bfi ge Clarice Simon George Iohn Siener Celia Ann Simone 28 Valerie Caroline Siola Helen Honor Slazy Mele, fam I lean Ieraldine Slesinski Elsie F. Smith Katherine Louise Smith Harriet April Snowdon N .r K-Julfu, f,,vr,dff0Jf - 3 ' Edward I. Socha Florence Spector Iean E. Speiran Frank G. Spendio Artilio A. Spina Helen Stark Constantine Stathacos Irwin Alfred Sterzelbach Alexander Stevenson Priscilla Stimson Leonora G. Stowell Thomas Stephen Szczerbacki Ir. Florence Gertrude Taylor ax, cm-1 ,fC'f6PUfvvvf- 29 Emma Tez?as M www! Frank Thomps Frank G. Thompson Richard Howard Thompson Grace Tompkins M. V Leonard Traub Genevieve H. Tymczak Dolores Marie Tyree Eleanor Phyliss Uli Grace Marie Valentino Edward N. Ventry Russell Aloysius Virga C-vu!! 4-- 'Uf-31 Lucy Viscomi Barbara E. Wallace Burton lack Walsh Henry Paul Wanter Nel11e C. Warren Dorothy Marea Warthen Iune Mort Wasley Norma May Waters Walter Wdowka Estella Annette Wegener Virginia Deana Wernlund .William Harrold Weslar W 34-3 Catherine Louise West Robert Frederick Whitworth Lottie Helen Wiczkocka Mae Richmond Wilson Fred Winker Ir. Wanda I. Wojcik Iohn Thomas Wozniak Alice Ursula Wyslouzil Dani Wysocki Mary Rose Yocco Thomas Yukie Lydia Zanchet Dorothy Louise Zock Casmir Iohn Zygmont Adele Patricia Zykas ADDITIONAL SENIORS Mary Ann Alaimo Howard Earl Allen Mary lean Allen Dorothy G. Amsdill Iohn Andropolis Victor Badorian Iohn Berak Eugene Biasucci Margaret Cecelia Biggins Irene H. Blach Andrew I. Bowers Sylvia Louise Brinkley Audrey Sophia Brown Constance Cannon Patricia Mary Cannon Vincent Sumner Carroll Victor Cegles Anna Mary Certo Donald Carl Chandler Sabina Ann Colucci Mario Francis Cortellini Lucy Elvira Craig Sarah Ann Crawley Dorothy I. Czosnyka Grace Nancy DeSantis Elma Desiderio Christie DiDomizio Peter I. DiLaura Ir. Raymond Dominick Eugene Charles Donley Iohn Frederick Doyle Ir. 32 Elmer McCready Drinkwater Marjory M. Dye Eugene Fickett Iulia FitzGerald Henry David Frake Leo Galbraith Amador Garcia Robert Ioseph Gormley Thomas I. Gray Lester Greene Nancy Laura Gruppo William Iames Hilditch Ella Maud Isom Ernest Iuele Iohn Otto Iacoby Iohn P. Ienczewski Ir. Lucille lone Iessup Doris Fredrieca Iewett Ellen H. Kapke Ruthardell Kondo Emilian Krawczyk Ernest Paul LaCivita Richard A. MacCallum George E. MacKenzie Emma Louise MacLaren Harold George MaGinn Betty Maloney Thomas W. Maloney Iohn Mamon Ir. Herbert Maroon Gabriel Martinez Mary Marrone Rosella I. May William May Angeline Micale Stella A. Michaels Harold E. Miller Iohn Bishop Morton Charles Kenneth Murtaugh Iohn Orynawka Mary Constance Pullano Fred Rannalli Charles A. Rushton Alphonse Iohn Salacuse Emilio Philip Settimi George Sevoian Hazel Irene Shafer Frank Skotnick Iames Sweeney Gerald Haven Thompson David Thomson Lenore Anne Tokarska Margaret Louise Tracey Rose Mary Virtuoso Rosalie M. Vitello Leonora Dorothy Voelker Iune L. Wakeman Louise Wigle Mary Elizabeth Wilson Benny Wojton Stella Zlotnick IUNIOR CANDIDATES Muriel Genevieve Alderson Margaret Phyllis Balassone Helen Watt Ballantyne Marjorie lane Barrett Adeline Edith Bates Verna Elizabeth Becker Jerome Downey Brett Harold E. Cassford Margaret Mary Centofanti Peter Michael Cicero Mary Ciurczak William E. Cramb Nicholas Critelli George I. Davis Iosephine Lucille DiLaura Iennie Ann DiNoto Ethel Joanne Dorochak Lawrence K. Dussler 33 Louise Margaret Falcony Ruth Irene Fulton Frances Anne Gimmelli Amparo Iosephine Gonzalez Hugh D. Grandin Ir. Carolyn Ann Greene Honor Barbara Hallatt Mary Elizabeth Hallen Roberta Iean Harris Margaret Lois Iohns Marjorie L. Iones Iohn Richard L. Kramer Dennis Kelleher Ann Marie Kutlina Dorothy Irene Leggett Edgar R. Lever QQMXWW Isadore Irving Lunken George D. Lyall Weld:-ru, Pauline Myrt Mar yan Anthony Mariano Edward I. Myers Nellie E. Mokhiber Mildred Lillian Nye Louis Ioseph Paonessa Reginald L. Pfetsch Lawrence Iames Pitz Robert P. Rickar Etta Marie Reeves deffjefegg Leona F. Ritenburg Edward D. Rutkowski DeLores A. Ruth Rudolph Rychel Ir. Lois lean Schroeder Rosalie Scheusa Antoinette C. Sicurella Rose Mary Sinatra Sigmund Harrison Skiba Robert A. Smith Matthew Smith Katherine Ruth Stewart Theresa R. Travis Richard H. VanGalder Eileen Dorothy Wackett Muriel Lillian Walker Helen Marianne Whitman Mildred Hele bkowski Agnes lane Zajac fb WW' Ioe C. Tyree ADDITIONAL IUNIOR CANDIDATES Mabel Bishara Thaddeus R. H. Blum Barbara lean Bowie Irving Vogt Cannon F. Arthur Cassford Ir. Iames P. Collins Fanny Margaret Conti Gordon Arthur Crispell Ianet Catherine Cusimano Mary Fabiano Ernest Iames Famiglietti 36 Annabelle Florence Hilda Gerber Olga Mary Giancarli Helen Elizabeth Hale H. William Kahn Mary Louise Kruzel Harriet F. Leary Angelo R. Lumia Ioseph Iames Marra Ward L. Maurer Harold Armond Meitz Victoria Midura William Edward Pinialis Melvin A. Ruff Samuel Michael Russo Iohn Sperti Earl Lloyd Stagg Helen I. St. Denny Gwendolyn L. Taylor Dominick Bernard Trapasso Helen Marie Valentine Nila Ieanne Wittstruck THE I-IERCDINES AND HEROES AS UNDERSTUDIES YOU MAY ALSO SELECT YOUR OWN VILLAIN IN THIS PLAY. PERHAPS IN THE FUTURE A MORE MAGNANI- MOUS STAFF WILL CAST THE TEACHERS IN A MORE DESIRABLE ROLE. fEDITOR'S NOTE: IN CASE WE RE- TURN AS POST GRADUATES PLEASE REMEMBER IT'S ALL IN FUNJ WE PRESENT THEVILLAIN l Warren A. Scotchmer TO THE TEACHERS WHO HAVE LED, INSPIRED, AND INSTRUCTED OUR MUSI- CAL ORGANIZATIONS WE RESPECTFULLY DEDICATE THE 1939 NIAGARIAN. Iames Hesse! ENGLISH DEPARTMENT , G if 3? . ,Y Al' Winifred A. Naylor Frank Baggallay Ethel F. Bray Olive T. Chatterton . N, ,T ,,f A . x n. Harriett A. Donovan Mabel E. Eshelman James V. Fabiano MJ Elizabeth Mitchell ' Bereniece M. Oliver Ruth C. Robinson Helen M. Thiele PHYSICAL EDUCATICN DEPARTMENT B. North Parsons Helen Hunt Thomas L. Szczerbacki Amelia Phelps White 41 . , X MM .,W,., MODERN LANGUAGE DEPARTMENT in , E fp f T w Alice M. Finn Ruth A Cook Paul A. Fowler Elvertq I, Miller MATHEMATICS DEPARTMENT Christiana S. Hathaway Florence M. Abendroth Esther E. Dahlquist Beta H. Hall Ioseph L. Longo Catherine Morrissey Benjamin H. Timm 42 SCDCIAL STUDIES DEPARTMENT I Nina C. Harwood Harry F. Abote Dorothy L. Bingham Florence M. Howe Dorothy A. Mahoney Thyra M. Rasmussen Edmund Skimin Ada L, Steele Esther M, Sturge MECHANICAL DRAWING LIBRARY ART SEWING ,V ,,.. ,W , ..,.,T-, r I I I VII I I I , ' '-1: QA I I srssr Tl , ,W IIA' I 2 Frank Bedusko Della A. Hutson May O. Lecklider Louise B. Mosher CCMMERCIAL DEPARTMENT Esther C. Neubecker if W IS L if any .ml Anne E. Dorgcxn Carolyn M. Long Cora I. Grcztrick 44 Dorothy Apple Robert H. Baxter L. Dale Blendinqer . if Q.. Ruth M. Iczmeson Evelyn M. Keim LATIN DEPARTMENT Ethel L. Bloomingdale Gertrude M. Tresseli Mcxy I. Luniqcxn Margaret M. Tice 2110 5 , K it-My J ., . A H , ..f , - ,Q Ruth Young SCIENCE DEPARTMENT Harlan P. Freeman B. Gregg Abbey Mark R. Bedford Alfred W. Benson dn , May B. Cramer Joseph O. Ott Anna W. Baader Modern Languages Additional Faculty Members A. Gow Brownell Modern Languages Carrie I. Brownell English May A. Gentry Commercial Ruth L Hauck English Mary Ryan Commercial 45 EAGERLY AWAITING THEIR CHANCE TO TAKE, THE PLACE OF THE DE- PARTING HEROES AND HEROINES, WE FIND THE UNDERSTUDIES CWITH THE EMPHASIS ON THE UNDER RATHER THAN ON THE STUDIES 7 TQQPREEEDERSTUDIES ,CASTINE FOR 4446 THE UNDERSTUDIES fi T2 LjP Tl-flN1l OF X-MM f M L. qN?q?f'i!9s,u . qs N QENGQOQQIQ A 1 YE A ,,., 5 xx I I 4, ,f 9 ,..,,,,,, .,-A- N 4 x g KX! I X Q 'YQEQX V' 1 'GHC' 9 f f NU A 7 I -,' M fx gf QCA ,Wm 2' f f x X QgQ,.Wm 4 5 f Um J S X K . . ff wi y f 'Q , Q M, Q fo f ,fl if A --M M LN ' 'fx CNW ff E f A - -- 1 , -- -... J Q5 W A f 'V W W!! MI , x ' ' 0 X o ifff X QHE 9 Y A A ff, vp bww, MQW JNW H G LM f TAMT? max M Wow x,'Q2Qf4,.AAc MD f 5 6 0 ' X Vulsllllllml Iwiygfo g a M 5 W W wffff Ju Mm .fwm mummy K X, In Af ,pf 1 X f ,nW' KS ,W -IWV5 , Q31'U fiH s1ff If M, Q 1 1- 1' W - X f ii,- ' 'lHlIIHlI! ' U 'W im W WTO? ff 1 fi api Z We 324:01 orfo NOil12ow ' + W m,,,,7 may J STILL WONDERING WHAT IT'S ALL ABOUT, STILL LOOKING FOR ROOM 149. STILL ASKING THE SAME SILLY QUESTIONS WE FIND THE STAGE HANDS. TXIPREEIAGE HANDS 1 1 1 THE STAGE HANDS OUP FRESHTEY OUR FREsHsE.S SEQTF r F M .v f l , v X P' 'x Ki N VX 'S If' ... -L Q r H an I X Q as 0 Q 53:51 :'TZfL Juni-4 PAUL - 'Midw- VOUR fs F SWES CR! 5-E f f M a'E fV' ' ll IIIIV .uw gm. - ' ' JJ W E Ulm om FQESHE5 own mas:-nesw we be IRE woRK mln You' 'rRYn-le ou an vmnxrfows umsmn s ESMMWYLE QUTIIN Meng X ,. TEAM N, 4 ws ' M A J I fm 'U Jr klv .ww E A 2 X -PAUL X ,LLTFJ ,L Llflb' PAUL slulfkrls. SJ- EEECHESTRA AT LAST THE GREAT MELCDDRAMA HUNHEND ME VILLEIN MY THREE YEARS ERE UP S DO NOT FAIL TQ SEE TI-IE EXHIBITS IN THE LCDBBY AFTER TI-IE PERFORMANCE 5 ACT I OVERTUBE 5 TIME: EALL . . . . . . . PLACE: N. E. I-I. S INTERIVIISSION-IVIUSIC BY N.E.I-I.S. BAND ACT II TIME : WINTER . . . . . . . PLACE: N.E.I-I.S INTERIVIISSION-MUSIC BY TI-IE CI-IORUS ACT III . . IEEE: EIETIIQS CURTAIN S ANY REFERENCE TO PERSONS LIVING OR DEAD IS INTENTIONAL - AND IF THE SHOE FITS PUT IT ON SCENE N E I-I S TIME FALL WE PRESENT ff ACT ONE 4 ACT I Steve McGowan had a good memory. The only trouble was, it was short. That's why he did not arrive at the Niagara Falls High School until 11:15 on the morning of September 7, 1938. If Mrs. Jones, who lived next door to the McGowan's, had not mentioned to Mrs. Mc- Gowan, via their respective upstairs windows, that her Edward had gone out to High School to register that morning, Steve might never have gotten there. As it was, he arrived at the above-stated time, after being dumped out of bed, told where to go very implicitly, and thereupon hurriedly ejected from the house. There was no longer N --mingled wonder and resignment any line of waiting students at the door in the drizzling downpour, and Steve sauntered in. thinking unpleasantly of former occasions like this one. Mrs. Williams was sitting at a table just within the entrance, and she greeted him with the look that from registration day of one year to registration day of the next she reserved especially for him. It was a look of mingled wonder and resignment. The wonder, Steve had decided, came from her astonishment at the fact that he perennially popped up on reg- istration day, and the resignment obviously showed that she had resigned herself to his keeping on popping up. 60 Steve resented her astonishment just a little. After all, this was only the fifth year that he had put in an appearance at the beginning of the fall term. Lots of others had hung up that record. If it was the beginning of his fiftieth year, or sum'pin, she might have something to be surprised at! Mrs. Williams had by now regained her composure, however. I was wondering when you were going to show up, she remarked meaningly. Well you may now officially cease to won- der and rest at ease, Steve replied, because I have at last arrived to begin my fifth year at dear old N.F.H.S. After this weighty discourse, they both laughed, and Steve passed on, bearing a blank registration card and two program cards which he had to fill out, he knew, before they would let him out of this place. The gymnasium was a veritable shambles. Students were milling about everywhere, and there were long rows of tables arranged in a strange pattern, behind which teachers were firmly entrenched. Steve had no more than figured out tby carefully counting on his fingersl that he was eighteen years, nine months, and eleven days old-which information the registration card requested-when a flock of his pals descended on him. They included seniors, post-grad- uates, and a few in the same category as him- self. Talking to these took up the bigger part of the time which he spent getting his program adjusted, and actually signing up for classes took the smaller portion of the total time ex- pended Kas mathematical books so aptly put itl. When all was said and done, the clock had moved its hands past 12. Steve did not waste any time leaving the building, and since this is a chronicle of his school activities, we must beg off at this point until the time when he again decides to come to school. On the eighth of September lower classmen registered, and the fall term began on the ninth. Steve was horrified at the thought of what was ahead of him when he had looked beyond the covers of the Elementary Chemis- try and the Second Year German books which were handed to him the first day. But he had to graduate this year. He had made up his mind to that. He would just have to study as hard as he could, and hope! Although he had arranged for a short day because he was carrying only two subjects, he was in school on the following Monday afternoon. He had agreed to meet Ted and Eddie in the second-floor hall in front of the auditorium a little after three, but so far neither had shown up. A surprising number of stu- dents had, however, and they had formed themselves into an irregular, ever-lengthening line before the entrance to study hall 255. Suddenly Steve remembered that this was the time for late registration, and just as sud- denly he spied a very familiar face which he had not seen in quite a long while. The face, and an attractive one at that, belonged to Carol Ross. He strode over toward her. Hello, Carol, he said rather quietly. The effect was immensely gratifying. She swung around, and her whole face lighted up when she saw him. Why if it isn't Mrs. Mc- Gowan's little boy! she said brightly. How are you, Steve? He didn't go into that. I suppose you know that last Wednesday was the day for register- ing, he remarked, trying to annoy her. Oh, I forgot about it, airily. Think I'll be here all night? Undoubtedly. If I'd known you were going to be here, I'd have brought you a sandwich or something so you could amuse yourself by seeing how many bites you could get out of it. And take all the skin off my lips doing it. Carol remarked skeptically. The next day Steve awoke to something which he had at first thought was true only of himself and a certain number of others. He had been lucky enough to get a study hall the first period in the morning, he thought, ignor- ant of the fact that no classes were being held the first period this year but had been replaced by a home room period which everyone was obliged to attend. His awakening came when his home room teacher read off a schedule of the various school organizations which were to meet each day of the week during the home room period. Then he sighed and wondered whether he did like having a period partially taken up every day with the reading of an- nouncements and things. First period was not long on the morning of the twelfth because the first assembly of the year was to be held that morning. Steve, however, did not rush in the general direction of the auditorium as the majority of the stu- dents did when the bell rang a little after nine. In fact, he had been pondering whether he should even attend the assembly. He decided in favor of doing so after several moments of deliberating, but he took up his stand at the back near one of the doors so that he could escape if the program should turn out to be tiresome. -and nonchalantly broke ba11oons The program was far from tiresome, and after he had watched for a short time Steve found himself wishing he were sitting down in front instead of standing at the very back. The assembly turned out to be one which the Student Council was putting on, and the guest performer was Mr. Russell Hoogerhyde, in- structor at an archery school in Northbrook, Illinois. With his bow and arrows, he stood on one side of the stage and nonchalantly broke balloons held by a quaking lad on the other side. Steve became so absorbed in watching his various feats that the ringing of the bell which announced the end of assembly startled him considerably, and he wished as 61 CORRIDOR PATROL he picked his books up off the floor that there might be more assemblies like this one. As he left the auditorium, he noticed Carol with a notebook and pencil in her hand mak- ing her way laboriously toward the stage amid a large group of students who evidently had the same destination in mind. Now what can she be up to, he wondered vaguely. He did not find out until almost a week later. As he had a study period every morning third period, he had applied for a position on the Corridor Patrol, that worthy group that guards the portals and the hallways of the Niagara Falls High School. He had been stationed in the front hall on the first floor, and one morn- ing when he was busily engaged in trying to think up some way to remember that it was manganese dioxide and not magnesium diox- ide that was used in the preparation of oxygen, Carol happened by. She was not in the best of humor, she ex- plained, for she had just been suspended from school for being tardy four mornings in a row. Steve pretended to sympathize with her, but he couldn't help but laugh inwardly at the angry expression which decorated her usually jovial face. She looked like a regular little inferno. Now don't take it so hard, kid, she said. Oh, it doesn't mean anything to me, she laughed, trying to pass it off as a mere noth- ing, but Steve could see that she was just longing for someone to pick a fight with. As the present topic under discussion seemed slightly unhealthy, Steve tried to change the subject. 'iSay, what were you doing up on the stage last week after assembly? he asked. Trying to get the guy's autograph in that note- book you were carrying? No, silly! she retaliated. I had to inter- view him for the Chronicle. Oh, so you're a newspaper woman now. Well! Isn't that nice! She let fly her Latin book at him-it was the heaviest one she had with her-but he had ducked and it went flying down the hall to stop at the feet of Miss Young who was emerg- ing from the teachers' room. Carol enjoyed another session in the office that day. On the twenty-first, the world crisis in Europe prompted Mr. Strough, Principal of N.F.H.S., to invite Dr. Taylor, Superintendent of Schools, to talk to the High School pupils on the foreign situation. Steve, in spite of his apparent dis- interest in most subjects dealing with history, l BACK Row E. Traub I. Forcucci E. Bango E. Evangelist E. Tezanos V. Syck H. McConnell H. Davies V. Leone CENTER ROW G. Tompkins F. Potter F. Nanula N. Quaglia P. Mann L. Dardarian I. Baker M. Dardarian W. Sdao I. Battisto M. Smith BOTTOM ROW R. Niger, Editor B. Dent, Editor H. Maroon, Ass't Editor CHRONICLE STAFF 63 had a very active interest in the European go- ings-on which were, at present, making his- tory. Not only did he sit in the front row at the assembly that day, but he watched every move of the pointer which Dr. Taylor wielded and which he used to point out various coun- tries on the large map of Europe set up on the stage beside him. Somehow, Steve had a clearer conception of what was going on over there in Czechoslova- kia when he left the auditorium. But Steve was not the type to be long seri- ous, and at the assembly on the twenty-ninth, which was a sort of pep or team spirit as- sembly to stir up interest in the Niagara-Ken- DR. IAMES F . TAYLOR more football game the following night, he cheered long and lustily. In fact, he aroused the fury of several teachers sitting nearby, but there were no unfortunate results except that he made himself hoarse. At the game the next night the hoarseness was still with him. Almost everyone who passed, under the guise of affection, slapped him on the back, calling him old horsey. By the end of the first half he was afraid to twitch a shoulder because of the pain that ran up and down his back every time he moved. Fine friends, he reflected. So far neither team had scored, and that situation ran on into the fourth quarter. Steve didn't care so much now that B4 he was hoarse. There didn't seem much to cheer about anyway. And then . . . Yakapovich of Kenmore threw a pass which Niagara's Rotella appeared from nowhere to intercept. Rotella had snatched it from the air on Kenmore's forty-five yard line, and as he made for the Kenmore goal line the crowd surged upward to its feet. There was whistling, screaming, yelling, and cheer- ing from the Niagara section and everybody watched, fascinated, to see whether Niagara's man could get past the tacklers who were com- ing from all sides. A moment later Steve saw the scoreboard register a lead of six points for Niagara. It had all happened so fast and Steve had been so surprised, that he had not thought to open his mouth to cheer. However, he had another chance a short time later. Yakapo- vich was passing again and again and this time Guido Filicetti intercepted the pass. Again the crowd rose. Steve made up his mind to yell and yell loudly this time. He filled his lungs and let loose. Nothing hap- pened. He had forgotten his hoarseness! Filicetti had already run thirty-five yards and he still had thirty more to go. What was a little hoarseness, Steve decided. He would make his excitement known anyway. He seized the shoulders of the man in front of him. He jumped gleefully up and down, raising and lowering himself by using the man's shoulders as a support. The man sat down and Steve fell forward into the next aisle. Filicetti had scored after a seventy-five yard run! But more was still to come. With only a few minutes left to play the never daunted Yaka- povich let loose another pass, and the exuber- ant Niagara sent forth another man to inter- cept it. The man was Fred Gabriel, captain and veteran center of the Red and Gray eleven. and he carried the ball forty-five yards for an- other touchdown. The girl behind Steve, poor thing, fainted dead away when, to top it all. Leo kicked the ball between the goal posts after Gabriel's touchdown to make the final score a victorious 19-0. The first two weeks of October Steve worked pretty hard. There were not many diversons during school hours. and Carol Boss had not spoken to him since the book-throwing episode. He studied the Elec- tronic Theory of Matter, the balancing of equa- tions, G e r m a n verb forms, and passages of German to be trans- lated, until he could recite equations back- ward and in German. at that. I But he never carried this studying beyond the quarter of twelve bell. When that rang, his books were dumped into his locker and he went home a free man, or so he thought. However, it took only the one report card coming out on the seventeenth of October to harness him to the wheel of indus- try. When his father saw the 70 in German and the 75 in chemistry, he issued a decidedly threatening proclamation. Either you raise both of those marks ten points by the time the next report cards come out, he thundered, or you'll leave school and get a job, and I mean it. Steve could see he did. But, Father, you don't understand! he began. I want none of your excuses and I won't listen to any, his father told him shortly. You've been wasting your time at school long enough. You got yourself into this, so it's up to you to get yourself out. And that was that. Steve was beginning to see the difference, however, between being able to say a thing backward in German and being able to say it backward in that language without making any mistakes. He had evi- dently been guilty of plenty, judging by his marks. Although Steve had attended the next cou- ple of football games during the first two weeks in October, he hadn't had the chance to cheer as loudly as he would have liked to cheer at the Kenmore game. In fact, he did very little cheering, for on October seventh Niagara was defeated by Tonawanda and the following week North Tonawanda's team Walked off victorious. There was a rumor floating about school shortly afterward that Carol Ross was enlisting students to boycott goods made in the Tonawandas, but it was unconfirmed. Steve tried to study very hard the first few days after the issuance of report cards, but he could not help being distracted by various events around school. Der Wagner Verein, a club for students in Miss Baader's second and third-year German classes, held its first meet- ing on the 20th during first period, and since Report: of Term l93f'3f Home Room Z Clux Grades SUBJECTS sd md NA Ex. Av. j GRADES 90-loo E ll e -il-1-.-. 85 - Go d 80 S t f Q 75 P g 70 1 F 'I l - P I e d z t ll It It J th Ab o fa P pl In 'r a 7 PARENTS SIGNATURE 5 vulu I0 wulu 20 wah NIAGARA FALLS I-IIGI-I SCHOOL n.a ------ 65 Steve was in Miss Baader's second-year class he was obliged to attend. The meeting hadn't progressed very far before he was feeling ex- tremely glad that he had come. Frank Thomp- son, the president and only officer, brought the meeting to order, but it was not long before everyone was completely and hilariously out of order. The fun started when a motley-looking group of individuals straggled in and were an- nounced as a German Band. Coats on back- ward, trouser legs rolled up exposing vivid red slumped in his seat in a fit of laughter when he recognized Thomas Poulos as the imper- sonator. The boy was good! But the day, begun so well at the Wagner Verein meeting, was not to close without one more memorable occurrence, the calling off of the Carol Ross-Steve McGowan hostilities. It all came about quite simply and unexpectedly. Carol's suspension, which had taken place a month previously, had lasted only several days. She had therefore been in school long enough by this time to have gotten in trouble garters, and sporting several crazy headgears, the musicians fell to work. Mercilessly, yet thoroughly, they tore to bits several well-known airs. Finally persuaded to desist, because of the presence of a guest artist who had yet to perform, the derelicts dismally dispersed. They were later identified as George Siener. leader: and Frank and Carl Costantino, Ioe Hehir, and Iames Coleman, subordinate instru- mentalists. The second big feature on the double bill was Miss Hedy LaMarr in a dramatic mono- logue. Only-horror of horrors-her hair was not the raven black so widely exploited by raving columnists! Instead, the wig-oops!- her tresses were of an orangey-red hue. Steve 66 again, and it was at the door of detention study hall Cwhere Steve had been sent for devious reasonsl that the two met. At first Carol had nothing to say. They filed into the room in silence. They sat down in opposite seats. Steve looked out the win- dow. Carol stared at the floor. Neither had anything to do. The clock slowed up just a little. Time began to drag. Finally, driven to desperation by boredom and encouraged by the absence of the teacher, who was talking outside the door, Carol turned to Steve. Have you got a book you could let me read? she asked a little stiffly. Sure. He threw her his chemistry book. She opened it, but slammed it shut rather violently when she had observed its contents. Have you any other reading matter? she asked coldly, freezing him with her glance. If you'll lay off that imitation of an icebox you're giving me, I'll try and see what I can dig up, he told her. What he dug up was only his German book. She returned it with exaggerated sweetness and patience, as if she were dealing with a very little child. Have you anything else you might care to show me? He was apologetic. Nope. Sorry, Ma'm. S. Luna L. Masceri C. Bonenti B. Rice I. Sterrzelbach D. Reach, Pres. T. Modi F. Thompson, V. Pres. R. Taylor, Sec. S. Kvasnak M. Mestler, Treas. R. Niger F. Krowinski R. Bloom Mr. Freeman I. Battisto We don't stock up for such particular people as you-all. She tried to act angry and aloof and again turned to staring at the floor, but her naturally exuberant spirits could not be suppressed for very long and she presently began to talk with him. It was at this crucial point that the teacher chose to re-enter the room, and Carol, whether she wanted to or not, was forced by a threatening glance to subside. The next day, which was a Friday, was marked by several events. Due to the fact that he had received a poor five-weeks mark in chemistry, Steve had joined the Science Club in the hope that he might pick up some infor- mation which would help him to raise his chem- mark. There was a meeting at 3:10 and he returned to school around three so he could attend it. At a previous meeting officers had been elected, and Steve had nothing to do but sit back and enjoy the program which was being put on this time. Rita Niger was first, and she reviewed the Science News Letter. Then came Felix Krowinski, who reported on Medicine in the News. Lastly, and at this Steve sat up just a little SCIENCE CLUB straighter and listened a little harder, Richard Taylor discussed Chemistry. The meeting was then adjourned, but Steve did not leave. Instead he approached Mr. Freeman, the club's faculty adviser, and started up a conversation to which he contributed mostly questions. Mr. Freeman, however, did not hesitate in answer- ing them fully and yet quickly, and it was not long before Steve's not-so-fertile brain could think of nothing more to ask. That evening the second big event of the day occurred, although Steve was not there to witness it. He had at last conceded that taking home a German book now and then 67 surely couldn't do him any harm, and on this particular night he sat himself down and studied. Carol told him all the news the fol- lowing Monday morning. Were you at the game Friday night, Steve? she asked when she came upon him on Cor- ridor Patrol duty third period. What game? he asked absently, trying to think of the German for sing. The football game with Lockport, silly, she said. Nope. What was that darn word any- how? You didn't miss much. We lost. Guess what the score was? 'Oh, the butcher boy Who'd ja say we were playing? Wish she'd go away and stop bothering me . . . I wonder if the German for sing begins with anF?...OrisitM? What's the matter with you anyhow, Steve? I said we were playing Lockport and guess what the score was. Oh . . . Er . . . Lockport? . . . Let's see. I bet Niagara took 'em by about 21-6. Now I hope she'll go away . . . What was that I was trying to think of? . . . Oh, yes. The word for . . . Steve! Carol sank against the row of lockers in exasperation. I said we lost. All I asked was for you to guess the score but even that must be too much. You certainly 68 are in a stupor. She considered briefly. Then: I might as well tell you the score 'cause you'll probably never guess it. They beat us 3-0. She paused for this to sink in. Oh, they did, eh? Steve hadn't the slight- est idea of what she had said. He had just remembered the word for sing. Only what form should it be in now? . . . Aa . . . Well, you're not very excited about it! Carol persisted. The Lockport fans were so excited they tore down the goal posts! That's the first time anything like that ever happened around here, isn't it? Steve stood up. He glared at her in silent rage. His fists were clenched so tightly that his fingernails were cutting into the palms of his hands. Whatever she was talking about, this had gone far enough. How the devil could you study with a nosey, talkative GIRL around the place? . . . Why don't you answer me, Steve? Carol stammered. I asked you wheth . . . Steve let out a bellow of rage. He picked up his German text and hurled it far down the hall. Miss Miller was just emerging from a classroom. Steve and Carol met again in de- tention study hall that night after school. On Thursday, which happened to be Octo- ber 27, the annual Trott-High School football assembly was held. Mr. Strough and Mr. Sharp, the principal at Trott, exchanged the customary bologna tand baconl and many cheers were enjoyed by all. Carol sat just 'behind Steve in the auditorium, and he had a suspicion that she was getting up another one of her boycotts tthis time against Lockport, most likely? because she kept whispering to the students around her all during the pro- gram. The suspicion remained unconfirmed. however, because as he had not been speak- ing to her since the second book-throwing epi- sode, she evidently was afraid to approach him and did not do so. Steve had positively decided to attend the Trott-High football game the next night, but at noon on Friday when he left school to go home for lunch, he was met by his father in front of the building, and it was easy to see that his father had other plans. Carol Ross observed the following item in Saturday night's Gazette: Mr. L. H. McGowan and son Stephen of this city motoring to Ithaca over the week end to inspect Cornell University. Stephen McGowan who is a student at the Niagara Falls High School may attend the university next year. That's a laugh, thought Carol. The only result of the trip to Ithaca, as far as Steve was concerned, was to make him realize that he ought to be thinking about what he'd like to take up in college if he did happen to graduate from high school in Iune. There was just a possibility that he might. His newly aroused interest in vocations had a chance to take on definite shape when it was after he returned from announced the Week Cornell that guidance meetings were going to be held for all seniors on Thursday, November 3. He made a mental note at the time the an- nouncement was read to be sure to be in school that day, but, as so often happens with mental notes, it got buried under the pile of newer, more pressing intellectual notations. One thing kept Steve from forgetting the mat- ter entirely. Due to circumstances beyond his control, he had been enjoying indefinite detention through- out the week, and on Thursday he returned to school quite a bit before ninth period to amuse himself by loitering in the halls. The passing of classes between seventh and eighth periods was in progress, and getting into a conversa- tion with some of the fellows who were momen- tarily free, Steve was very shortly reminded of the guidance meetings which were to be held the next period. He had neglected to decide upon which meeting to attend, so he followed along with the rest when it came time to make for the classrooms. From the moment that the guest speaker be- gan to address the little group of which Steve found himself a part, it was apparent that everyone was in for an enjoyable forty-five minutes. The subject under discussion was Aviation, and as Steve had once partly con- structed a ten-cent model airplane, he found himself intensely interested in what the speak- er had to say. At alternate intervals, he soared through the air, worked over a motor in a hangar, and performed flawless take-offs and three-point landings as the speaker warmed up to his topic. But soon Steve's nim- ble mind had carried him far beyond class- room and discussion. He became lost in vague dreams of breaking world's records and undertaking daring flights. An amiable, concluding voice brought him back once more. And now, boys and girls, if you have any questions I'll be glad to answer them. Steve had just one: Would the speaker please repeat what he had just said? Unfortunate as it had been for Steve to lapse into dromboso dabitasis, otherwise known as day-dreaming, in the midst of the guidance meeting, the discussion of Aviation did have its FOOTBALL Coach . . . Thos. Szczerbacki Asst. Coach . . . Franklyn Ott Captain . . . Fred Gabriel Stud. Mgr. . . Edw. Ruthowski Faculty Mgr. . . . Weldon Oliver umm -c o nu. 'mm at 2 Pzu. 'N-F-H-5 OPP Sept. 30 Kenmore Here O Oct. 7 Tonawanda There 7 Z 15 N. Tonawanda Here 0 Q 21 Lockport Here O 5 28 Trott Here f 2 6 Nov. 4 Dunkirk There l Z O 12 'Lackawanna There O 124 effect upon his choosing a vocation. Inspired by the frequent linking of the words aviation and great possibilities, he bought another, more complicated model airplane kit and im- mediately set to work to assemble a small working model of an autogyro. The result was inevitable. Halfway through. he lost all interest, lost his temper and lost all desire to ever have anything to do with avia- tion. At least, he was not to' be an aviator. Gently reminded by an unkind teacher that ten weeks' marks were not far off, he shifted his efforts from model construction to self-in- 69 Goal Line - Top E. Olszewski T. Napier 10 Yard Line I. Viscuglia 20 Yard Line L. Leo A. Sabella 30 Yard Line I. D'Eramo 40 Yard Line D. Caccamise C. Barber 50 Yard Line Mr. Szczerbacki, Coach F. Gabriel. Captain 30 Yard Line T. Rotella G. Martinez 20 Yard Line G. Filicetti I. Quaraniello 10 Yard Line A. Delzoppo T. Szczerbacki. Ir. Goal Line - Bottom W. Langley I. Wozniak Behind Goal Line A. Cortese E. Rutkowski, Manager struction, and with the aid of his books tried desperately to absorb enough knowledge to raise his marks on the next report card. His father's warning that he might have to leave school if his marks were not raised, was be- ginning to loom larger and larger on Steve's somewhat limited mental horizon. He lost all track of events and activities around school for the next week, and it was not 'til the second issue of the Chronicle appeared on the 15th that he had a chance to catch up on school happenings. This year's officers were listed as: William Poole, president: Mary Welch, vice-president: and Mary Schweitzer, secretary. Steve doubted if they knew as much about the purpose of the committee as he did, although they probably knew enough. He could still remember Carol's spreading it on thick about ideals and so forth. . . . and we make suggestions to the student council about the conditions of the gyms and about inter-mural sports and things, she had blabbed. Why, Steve, you'd never realize the amount of good we've done this year. ATHLETIC ADVISORY COMMITTEE BACK ROW R. Goltara P. Stowell T. Yukie T. Douglas M. Perricelli Mr. Parsons FRONT ROW I. Iewett M. Schweitzer, Sec'y W. Poole, Pres. M. Welch, V. Pres. E. Rutkowski On the sports page, he saw that the football season had finally come to a close. The two final games had been played on the 4th and 12th, the first against Dunkirk and the second against Lackawanna. At the end of both, the score had been 12-0, but only in the first had Niagara been on the winning end of the score. Another item on the page discussed the recent election of officers for the Athletic Advisory Committee. Carol had been on that in her junior year, so it was not strange that Steve knew all about the organization. After all, women are not noted for keeping things to themselves. We've . . . A month later when she had been suspended from the committee for not attend- ing meetings, she remarked in answer to one of Steve's queries about what the Committee had been doing recently, Athletic Advisory Committee? What in the world's that? But neither Carol's inconsistency nor any- thing else about her had been worrying him lately, and after glancing at the article briefly, he turned his attention from the sports' page to the front page. The following headline caught his attention: DRAMATIC SOCIETY PRESENTS TWO-ACT PLAY 71 IUNIOR PLAY On Tuesday and Wednesday nights of last week, a play in two acts was presented? Why, he hadn't heard anything about a play! And here it was over already! He cer- tainly had become ct little too absorbed in his work. He scanned the rest of the article hur- riedly: Play entitled 'The Man Who Married A Dumb Wife' . . . presented by Dramatic So- ciety . . . sponsored by Iunior Class . . . Cast included . . H'm. Well, it certainly was funny nobody had tried to sell him a -- But wait a minute! Hadn't there been a boy who had tried to sell him some kind of ticket one noon when he had been in a hurry to leave school? Steve remembered the incident only vaguely, but now as he thought back over the matter, he was suddenly sure that the boy must have been attempting in his own feeble way to sell tickets for the Dumb Wife. Steve had been closing his locker prepara- tory to going home to lunch when the tousle- headed lad had appeared at his side. From there the conversation had proceeded some- thing like this: Boy: You're S-S-Steve Mc G-G-Gowan, aren't you? 72 V. DelBrocco C. Constantine H. DeBan I. Konatsotis E. Rice B. Cobello R. DeFranco G. Focazio G. Lumsden M. Zubkotf H. Miller L. Marinello A. Manoogian A. Boucher Steve: Right you are. Boy: You're a s-s-senior, t-too, aren't you? Steve: Right again. Boy: A-A-And you w-want t-t-to buy one of my t-tickets. Steve: Oh, now just a minute! Hold on there. buddy! Boy: You are S-S-Steve Mc G-G-Gowan. aren't you? Steve: Why . . . Yes, of course! But . . . Boy: And y-y-you're a s-s-senior, too, i-i-isn't th-that right? Steve: Now I told you I was! But what's that gottodowi... Boy: A-A-And you w-want t-to buy one of m-my t-t-tickets. Ctriumphantly, in one breath, as it he had proved his casel. Steve: l'm afraid you've got something a little wrong there. I don't quite see what you're driving at. l'm Steve McGowan and I am a senior, but what's that got to do with buying a ticket, or whatever it is you've got. Boy: W-W-Well, y-you've heard of sc-sc-sc- school s-s-spirit, haven't you? Our cl-class is s-selling tickets f-for this to r-raise money, and I th-thought y-you might . . . Steve: Iust one moment! Excuse me-I don't want to be nosey or anything-but what class are you talking about, and what is this that you're selling tickets for? Boy: Oh, I ju-just go to high s-s-chool here and the Dr-Dramatic S-S-Society's putting on a p-play and . . . Steve tshaking his headl: Maybe I'm nuts. but I'll be darned if I can get anything out of what you're saying! Perhaps you'd better just stick to your scooter, sonny. This high pressure salesmanship gets everyone down. Boy: Bu-Bu-But I can explain everyth . . . However, Steve had not remained to hear any more explanations. And he was glad now that he hadn't. After all, a little of that stuff can go a long way ibut not in his direction, as long as he had anything to say about itl. Indif- ferently, he surveyed several other splurges of journalistic ability displayed on the front page of the Chronicle, but at last he folded the paper and put it away. There were a few other things to do besides reading newspapers, con- sidering marks closed the end of the week. Fate, though, was not to let Steve concen- trate solely on his studies. At a conference with Miss Hulen on Wednesday regarding sev- eral detention study hall periods which he had accidently missed, Steve found himself in the unpleasant position of either having to appease her or be suspended from school for several days. Remembering that she was the faculty adviser of the Stamp Club, he angled desper- ately to turn the conversation to stamps - a major feat from any viewpoint. Miraculously, he succeeded. At least, the next day he was seen walking up the stairs first period in the company of Miss Hulen, and they disappeared into the third floor teachers' room where the Stamp Club held its weekly meetings. Steve hadn't wanted to attend the meeting, but he had seen it as his only way of salvation and he had not hesitated to grab at that one chance to save himself from the throes of detention study hall. The meeting, though everyone else present seemed to enjoy it thoroughly, dragged per- ceptibly for Steve. He sat miserably through- out the forty-five minutes, while the students around him discussed several insignificant bits of paper at great length and with frequent ref- erences to catalogues and books. He managed to smile wanly once or twice when Miss Hulen looked his way, but he grasped very little of what went on and was inexplicably relieved STANDING E. Goit R. Taylor V. Riemer B. Dent, Clerk A. Rohrer SEATED H. Miller I. Austin, Pres. S. Carroll, Sec.-Treas. STAMP CLUB 73 SOCIAL COMMITTEE when the bell rang and the meeting was ad- journed. It was later that same day that the second of the now famous Ross-McGowan reconcilia- tions took place. It occurred for the simple rea- son that Steve wanted someone to take to the Social Committee dance on Friday night. Carol was a little surprised at his unexpected pro- posal of a truce, but she recovered her assur- ance quickly for she knew him too well to expect his behavior to be even slightly rational. Remember, he warned her, during the course of their conversation, this dance is costing me four bits, so try and arrange your hair-curling and powder-puffing so that we'll get there before the thing is over. It'd be nice to get in one dance, anyway. I want you to know, Carol chanted, that my hair is naturally curly, and my complexion may also be accredited to Nature. I'd hate to blame them both on any one thing. Carol remained unperturbed. You cer- tainly do kill yourself being considerate. If you can't bear to look at me, you might try a pair of dark glasses to reduce the strain on your eyes. No thanks! Steve returned. I prefer to go 74 TOP ROW Wm. Buchanan H. Newson B. Rogers W. Edwards A. Hartley H. Allen K. Smith G. Siener M. Welch E. Olrogg BOTTOM R. Perry, V. Pres. Miss liail, Adviser W. Weslar, Pres. I. MacMahon, Treas. P. Stowell, Sec. slowly and surely blind. After such an exchange of complimentary language, the atmosphere was not too settled, but they managed to part still friends, and when Steve called for her the next night, she got back at him by keeping him waiting fifteen minutes. In spite of the delay, they arrived rather early tdue to Steve's foresightl. The orchestra hired for the occasion had just begun to play, and there were not yet many couples on the floor. They danced for a while, but Carol had a penchant for watching drummers and she presently persuaded Steve to take time out and watch this one. He found standing around rather dull until Chuck West, the band leader, announced that the orchestra was about to render a special version of that swing favorite, Copenhagen. Then even Carol couldn't hold him down. She did contrive to peek over his shoulder every once in a while to watch the drummer, who was by this time putting on a stellar perform- ance, but Steve kept her rather busy trying to follow some tricky new steps he seemed to pull out of the air. I never knew you were such an accom- plished gigolo, she ventured once. You're so full of new steps tonight, you're making me Out of McGowan's Test Tube came a 70 look like a serious contender for a dancing contest consolation prize. How'd you ever learn them all? Oh, I'm just making 'em up as I go a1ong, Steve explained. You haven't seen anything yet! She had seen enough, though, to realize that there wouldn't be much left of her shoes by the time the dance was over. And she was quite right. The soles were positively translucent when she inspected them closely the next morning. Oh, well, she consoled herself, as long as I wore part of them away taking the skin off his shins, I guess I got my money's worth out of them. But skinned shins were not the only things that Steve was suffering from the following Monday noon. He possessed, besides, a bad case of report card jitters, for the fatal day had at last arrived and instead of getting better marks in his subjects that morning, his marks had actually dropped five points. Both his teachers had given him a seventy, but hard- ened as he was to poor report cards, he could not shake off the feeling that this time it would be different. His father had given him fair warning. Now he had to face the same father with a worse report card than before. He felt sick at heart as he left the school that Monday noon in Thanksgiving week. What would his father do, he wondered wretchedly? 75 lst INTERMISSICDN TXQPRFTTF. H. s, BAN D SCENE N E H S TIME WINTER Two ? 1 1 ACT II Thanksgiving vacation was just one miser- able day after another for Steve. His father had seen the report card, but had put off com- menting on it until a later date because of his extreme displeasure at the abominable marks Steve had received. If one of his marks had gone up even five points, or at least, if his marks had stayed the same, Steve would have had some solace in the thought that his father might possibly give him one more chance. But when one had gone down five points . . . He spent much of the time when he was alone trying to convince himself that he hadn't enjoyed school, anyhow, and would find it a good deal more enjoyable working out in the world. Somehow, he was always aware that he was only kidding himself, though, and sev- eral times he was almost on the point of going to his father and asking for just one more chance at school. That devilish pride of his intervened on these occasions, however, so that it was his father, not he, who finally broached the subject of the report card. I've been trying to decide what to do, Mr. 80 McGowan told his son when he had called him into his study the Sunday before 'vacation ended, but I simply cannot come to any de- cision. I can't say, 'He doesn't deserve an- other crack at schoo1,' or 'I really haven't given him enough of a chance to try and get through high school.' I can't say either of those things because you have had several opportunities to graduate, and yet I don't feel that I have the right to deny you another. I think it's entirely up to you. If you want to go ahead wasting your time and eventually making a mess out of your life, you'll be the only one to lose by it. On the other hand, if you really have tried these last five weeks, and just can't seem to make those marks behave, you ought to be the one to decide whether you're going to let a few textbooks get the bet- ter of you or whether you're going to stick in there until you're graduated. I think I'm go- ing to leave it right up to you. Steve felt a great weight slip from off his mind. Thanks, Dad! he said feelingly. I did try hard last five Weeks, but not half as hard as I'm going to from now on. During the following week, Steve concentrated on his work as never before. He did not even read the Gazette in the evenings Cexcept once or twicel. On one of the two eve- nings when he broke down and looked at the sport page, his mother happened into the room. Quickly he flipped over three or four pages toward the front of the paper. Were you looking up some- thing for your schoolwork, Steve? his mother asked a little doubtfully. Steve looked frantically over the page for something about school. He was overjoyed to see a picture of Mr. Strough gazing at him from the top of , the middle column. I was , just noticing, he said, reading l ahead with his eyes as he l spoke, that under this picture of Mr. Strough it says he was appointed today as General Chairman of the 1939 Community Chest Campaign. He's the principal of your school, isn't he? Well! That's very nice! There was a wicked gleam in her eyes. In fact, I'm so interested that I think I'll relieve you of that paper and read all about it myself. She, thereupon, took the paper and departed. Oh, heck! said Steve. 1' 'k l' i' W One might say that Steve went to an extreme in pursuing his studies that first week after the talk with his father. On Wednesday Miss Baader told the class that a German club made up of students from Miss Miller's and Mr. Fowler's first and second-year German classes was holding its first meeting the next day dur- ing the first period, and that all German stu- dents were invited. Needless to say, Steve attended, for his pri- mary purpose in life now was to get out of high school in Iune talthough he really liked the place, as shown by his already prolonged visitl. Doctor Buchterkirchen from Niagara University was the guest speaker, and he gave a talk about German customs and living illus- trated with German films. The next day, which was a Friday and the second of December, there was another Social Committee evening dance, but Steve had al- ready made plans to go to the show because there was a double bill on that he especially wanted to see. It consisted of two horror pic- tures, Dracula and Frankenstein He took Carol, and afterward he was glad that he had. He was doubtful at first as to whether a girl would like that kind of picture, and Carol hadn't, but there were several times during the performance when she became so scared she had to hold into his sleeve tightly and bury her eyes on his shoulder. Steve had to put his arm around her to stop her from shivering, and at these moments he wondered vaguely why they didn't make lots and lots more horror pictures. He thought Carol was acting a little childish for her age, of course, but then, maybe she wasn't so dumb! On Monday she insisted on dragging Steve into the girl's gym after school to witness the final match in the girls' badminton doubles. She had reached the semi-finals in the tourna- ment, herself, and although she had been de- feated there, she was still interested in the out- come. The game had already started, but not many spectators had as yet collected and Carol and Steve took ringside positions. Badminton was new to Steve, and he couldn't seem to get used to seeing people hit birds, instead of balls with racquets. It made him dizzy the way the bird reversed itself each time it was hit. I'm not sure what this is all about, he told Carol. I think maybe the object is to hit the bird over the net, huh? Marvelous! Carol applauded. You catch on fast. Maybe you'll be a champion at the game some day. Any day now, Steve corrected. Remem- ber, I catch on fast. Oh, yes. You catch on fast. Say, didn't one of us just use that expression? I don't think so. Anyhow, let's us watch the game and not talk. If I'm going to be a cham- pion within a short length of time, I've got to absorb everything I can as fast as I can. Well, I don't think you should overdo the first day, Carol persisted. Will you please shut up, Caro1? Steve said slowly, pretending to watch the players intently. No. I can talk and look at the players at the same time and so can you. Besides, you probably wouldn't be able to tell who was winning if they stopped after each play and told you the score. I certainly would! Steve returned indig- nantly. I can tell now. Those two girls are winning, and he pointed to Mary Schweitzer and Helen Stark, who were at present in the lead. Well, you got me there, pal, Carol said. I don't know whether you're right or wrong because I haven't been watching, myself. Oh, m'gosh! Steve sighed. What a woman! After what seemed a very long time, the players stopped, and walked over toward the side of the court. Well, I guess that's all we're going to see, Steve told Carol, giving her a push toward the door. 81 TS SSIST ENTIJBR RY STU' n : u Q O 3 O m 4th S. Colucci W RO 'U C1 N 3 O D5 E r- ROW 3rd O I1 3 o U WEEE QNEwo: Egigim Hmmmmg . . ' . A.,- 20.4002 D : QD Euan:-C1 32 .---1 02 655538 DUN 9105 OMQEZM 50 54 -.,gErn.ME Confe Murp False Collin Slazy O'Le R. C. R. T. H. A. BHC? E Z...s-. www x E05 E D: I Rie Flo :I I 5 up m omzmsd 2 E ga EoUi5E MESEYESE U c G. Mc R. Me I Zacher tti 83,1 MO U I-I-4 G S S o Eg rn mu E 9.:-4 g vow H n Q 1150424 Steve, you poor stupe! That's only the end of the first game. They've got to win two out of three. Why are they walking off the court then? he asked in a puzzled tone. They're just changing sides, she explained. The team that played on this side of the net this time, plays on the other side next time. Oh! And if the team that just won, wins this next game, then the tournament's all over? That's right. But Schweitzer and Stark did not win the sec- ond game. Instead, Molly Lyall and Eleanor Lally won it. By the time the third game had gotten under way, Steve's neck had begun to ache, for he had by then been watching the bird being knocked back and forth through the air for practically three quarters of an hour. If this doesn't come to an end pretty soon, he complained, I think I'll have to declare it a draw so we can leave. It was a close fight, however, and the game went on for quite some time. Finally Lyall and Lally, the winners of the second game, got the necessary fifteen points, and the game was over. Now aren't you glad you came? Carol asked, as they walked out of the gym. I never saw such exciting games. l wonder if we have any linament home? he was saying absently, meanwhile rubbing the back of his neck. First period next morning, found him seated in a corner of the school library, pawing a German dictionary fondly and respectfully. BASKETBALL TEAM I. Putnam W. Poole F. Winker V. Cegles T. Rotella A. Del Zoppo l. Quarantello ll. Cortese A. Katz, Manager l With that beside him, he began to make rapid progress. In the short space of twenty minutes, he composed practically one and a half lines of German prose. It was just when he was progressing so nicely that an interruption occurred. As he was about to look up the word for opera, there was a loud crash from behind him, and a girl's voice which was rather fami- liar exclaimed softly, Oh, darn! He did not need to turn to know it was Carol. As a dutiful library assistant, she had been putting books that had been brought in that morning back on the shelves. The only reason Steve could see for her dropping a whole pile, was that she had been a little too ambitious in the number she had attempted to carry at one time. He helped her collect the scattered treasures of the high school library, but since she was rather embarrassed by the curious and giggling faces turned her way, she did not stop to discuss the accident with him. The next morning during the first period, Steve again visited the library. Carol was at the door collecting the library permits ofthe students who entered, but another girl put the books back on the shelves later in the period. Are you in disgrace or something today? he asked when he took a book over to the desk to be checked out. No, Carol smiled. Miss Hutson just thinks I've dropped my quota of books for this week, and that someone else ought to have a chance to demonstrate her ability. He completed his composition that period, 83 and since it was not due until Friday, he had the rest of the week to catch up on his sleep during study halls. When Friday finally came 'round, however, he began to wish he had spent those extra study periods checking over the composition and improving it. There was room for improvement, he felt sure. His self- assurance was further shattered by the specu- lative eye which his German teacher cast upon the work when he handed it in. Well, he wouldn't know the mark he'd gotten on it until the middle of next week, so he might as well stop worrying about the matter then and there. Although there had been a basketball game the week before between Niagara's Reserve team and La Salle High School's second team fN.F.H.S. was victoriousl, Niagara's official basketball season was to open that night at a game with the Lackawanna quintet. Steve wanted to go. He would have given his left hand to go, but what the ticket-sellers wanted was money, not left hands, and Steve hap- pened to be rather low on funds at the time. Besides, the game was to be played in Lack- awanna, and the cost of transportation couldn't very well be overlooked. All in all, he de- cided that the only thing this present financial condition could survive would be a night at 'venhis plus S145.71 84 MISS EMMA HULEN home, and he therefore spent the evening accordingly. Monday fthe twelfth of Decemberl he found that it was just as well he hadn't gone to the game. Niagara had lost 20-29, and the whole affair had been a disappointment for Niagara's rooters. Maybe I can dig up enough money to go this Friday, he thought hopefully. The team'll most likely be trying to make up for Friday's defeat, and that'll probably make a game worth watching. By extreme and almost supernatural effort. Steve managed to scrape together enough coin to get him into the gymnasium for the game Friday night. He decided after not very long that it had been worth the skimping and saving. During the first half, Niagara rolled up a neat 28-point score, while the opposing team, Tonawanda, secured only 20 points. The latter half, however, was the more exciting. The home team continued its superior playing throughout the third period, but the Falls' sec- ond team was shortly introduced, and it was then that the Tonawanda quintet began to pick up points. Steve was afraid for a time that they might overtake Niagara's lead, but Niagara kept add- ing to its own score all along so that by the end of the fourth quarter, it had secured 50 points to Tonawanda's 41. The game was over, Niagara had made up for its previous defeat and then some, and Steve had gotten his money's worth! Something had skipped Steve's mind, though, and he was reminded of it Monday morning when he got to school. That something was the fact that this was the last week before Christmas vacation began, and in carefully juggling his finances, Steve had entirely over- looked the necessity for buying Christmas presents. He was in a fine jam! To add to it, his home room representative made a speech first period reminding the students that this morning and the next morning were the last times that they would have a chance to con- tribute any money for the Christmas fund or food for the Christmas basket. As far as money was concerned, Steve knew it was positively out of the question for him to try and give any more than a nickel or so unless he expected to forget about giving peo- ple presents this Christmas, which he didn't. The food, however, was a different matter. He would make a point of bringing whatever he could find around his house that evening. Fol- lowing is a list of the foodstuffs he collected, unknown to his mother: 5 oranges, l can of tuna fish, a package of limburger cheese, 2 bananas, 3 grade C eggs, l cauliflower, and a bottle of ketchup. Such a varied assortment of goods struck great joy into the heart of his home room teacher. You have truly gotten into the spirit of Christmas giving, Stephen, she told him, That is the idea behind the Student Council's Christmas basket campaign. If people would think more about giving instead of getting, the whole . . . But Steve was remembering the many times this very teacher ttypical of the other villains in our melodramal had sent him to detention for not having homework done. Of course, that was when he was in his junior year, but an elephant, once offended, never forgets- oops! pardon the slip-Steve, once offended, did not easily forget. Later in the period, he and two other boys carried the food, which had been brought, to the gym. Even though he had seen the sight several other years, Steve was again impressed by the long lines of food piled against the walls, and more rows were being started all the time. Miss Hulen was standing near the entrance, instructing the students where to deposit their various burdens, and in spite of the fact that he knew that the Student Council sponsored the Christmas baskets each year, Steve did not at once see why Miss Hulen was supervising the affair. Then he remembered -for he sometimes did come out of his daze- that she was the adviser to the Student Coun- cil, and who would more naturally be helping out with the work for this worthy cause than the adviser of the body which was sponsoring it? The repercussions of Steve's generosity were felt at home that night, however. In fact, a major calamity very nearly occurred. It seemed that the eggs had not been just raw ones, but had been hard-boiled. They were going to be used to make sandwiches for com- pany that evening. Why the shells had not been removed, nobody seemed to know. The limburger cheese, too, had been on the sched- ule for the evening, since Mr. McGowan was definitely of the opinion that there was nothing like cheese, crackers, and coffee when one wished to indulge in a little midnight-snack- ing. In spite of the unpleasant situation which Steve found himself in, as a result of having made away with the eggs and cheese and con- sequently having upset his mother's luncheon plans, disaster might still have been averted except for one circumstance. Mrs. McGowan did not discover the icebox-lifting until after supper when the stores were closed. She had gone out to the kitchen to prepare the sand- wiches before the company arrived, and it was not long before she was back in the parlor cross-questioning every member of the family to find out if anyone knew what had happened to the eggs and cheese. At that critical moment, Steve got off his little piece about the Christ- mas basket. Beautiful as was the thought behind his act, it did not begin to appease his mother. She rose like a sea whipped to fury by a storm, de- manding blood. Had not the company ar- rived just then, there might have been no hero '85 LES BABILLARDSH left to carry on this story. As it was, he received a thorough chastisement from his mother next morning. He regained his mental composure before he reached school, but he might just as well not have. Carol came along third period when he was working at his post in the front hall. and it did not take her very long to decom- pose that composure. What's new? she queried, perceiving that he did not wish to be disturbed and resolving to change his attitude. Well, - uncertainly - I had something given to me this morning that I'd been rather expecting, but you'll never guess what. Carol took him up on it eagerly. She was enthused at how easily he had drawn away from his books. Did it say 'Do not open until Christmas' on the outside? It said 'Do not open the icebox again if you want to grow up to be strong and hea1thy,' Steve replied. Carol laughed and made him explain. Then she said seriously, I was threatened, too. Last Monday, our French club, 'Les Babillards,' had a Christmas party at Miss Finn's in the Iefferson Apartments. We were playing a 86 'W' BACK ROW D. Bowen B. Perry M. Zubkott R. Perry R. Langley F. Palumbo I. Malcolm I. Sterzelbach M. Russell T. Douglas G. Longo CENTER ROW O. Parenti I. Gleason, Treas. M. Klauder, Pres. I. Penale. V. Pres. Miss Finn, Adviser M. Brophy, Sec. I. Daggett. Program Chr. N. Day BOTTOM HOW D. Locke H. Slazyk M. Welch I R. Eckel l M. Botlorf D. Ritzhaupt game called 'Ie Fais Ma Malle' and . . . lust a minute! You were doing what? Steve interrupted. Playing 'Ie Fais Ma Malle,' French for 'I Pack My Trunk.' You know. You see, we speak only French during the meetings, no matter what we're doing-or at least we're supposed to speak French. Well, it had gone around a couple of times, and somebody put in a book, and someone else a dog, and . . . oh, I don't know what-all. When it came my turn again, I couldn't think of anything else to put in, so I started to make up words. The first time I packed 'une puisdulerene' and except for Miss Finn's looking at me kind of queerly, nobody caught on. They just thought I knew more words than they did. The next time I added 'un mardebonbon,' but I didn't get away with it that time. The girl who was sitting across from me was trying desper- ately to win, and she gave me several varie- ties of dirty looks. Her eyes as much as said that if I spoiled her chance to win, she'd pull out every hair on my head. I see everything's still intact this morning, Steve remarked, looking meaningly at her golden tresses. Oh, I got so I couldn't even make up any French words after a while, so I dropped out. The other girl didn't win, though. She forgot what one of my words was. Some tribute to my ability, eh what? But why didn't she carry out her threat? Steve wanted to know. She knew darn well she'd end up with less hair than I would! Um. Nice friendly girls! Carol remained to plague him for some fif- teen minutes more, but she finally took her leave, and Steve went back to studying his chemistry. During the next couple of days, he had one test after another in chem and German. It was something of a nightmare. He studied himself bleary-eyed and even then received only the skimpiest of passing marks. But Friday did come, and it was finally over, and free at last, Steve went home to worry about buying Christmas presents. Q t we it 1- The time was Tuesday, lanuary 175 the place, Steve's home room. Before him on his desk, was a chemistry review book, open at the Iune 1934 exam. He was working furious- ly to finish writing out the problems before the bell rang. They had been doing Regents papers as homework in chem for the last cou- ple of weeks, for he was due to take a Regents in that subject this Ianuary. He had failed one already the previous Iune, and had gotten into a special review class during the fall term. If he could only pass his chemistry this time, he'd only have German to worry about in Iune. As it happened, the one thing which could possibly have kept him from studying, oc- curred. He had just gotten everything nicely under control and would have managed to finish by the end of the period, when the door opened, and two boys entered carrying the lat- est issue of the Chronicle. Everybody dropped his pencil. Everybody got out his nickel. So did Steve. He had a slight twinge of con- science as he dropped a nickel into the hand of one of the boys and received his Chronicle, but that disappeared almost immediately as soon as he had started to read about the last couple of basketball games. There had been one with Lockport on Ianu- ary sixth, and Niagara had taken them 48-26. Then there'd been another with North Tona- wanda on the thirteenth Cand a Friday, at thatl, and Niagara had won that one, too, 50-31. There was going to be one with Kenmore that coming Friday night. Steve decided he would go to see it, since the team seemed to be having a pretty good season. The only trouble was that Regents exams started Thursday, and his chem was going to be on Friday afternoon. He might or he might not be in a mood to see the game after taking that. He let his German slip the next couple of days, and studied chemistry Cwhen he studied at alll. On Friday he entered study hall 255 at quarter to one, took a seat near a window, and made little designs on his scrap paper to try and forget his nervousness. He did not know whether he expected to pass, or whether he expected to fail. The only thing he did expect, was a darn hard exam. And he got one. It was a nightmare-at least, for him. He took the full three hours, Waiting until the end in the hope that some of the 'things he didn't know would come to him. But they didn't, and in the end., he filled in the blanks the best way he could and handed in his paper. Basketball games were not for him that night. He sat at home wondering and worry- -searching the list for his name 87 LEFT TO RIGHT: D. McCollum M. Zubkoif S. McCollum R. Swartout R. Perry, Secretary W. Hartwig I. Coleman H. Barrett, V. Pres. W. Edwards Mr. Bedford, Adviser I. Slerzelbach, Pres. H. Haber W. Sdao I. O'Donnell R. Baer D. Nelson, Treas. F. Cummings W I. Battisto FORENSIC SOCIETY ing. Might he have passed? He couldn't quite bring himself to believe he had, but there was always the possibility. Whatever the mark Was, passing or failing, he knew it would not be Very far from 65. The following Thursday, he made his way to school with an uncertain step. How im- portant this day was in his life! The mark he found posted on the door of his chemistry room, would determine how he was going to spend the next twenty Weeks. If he hadn't passed, he might not be able to make the grade in Iune with two regents that would be hard for him, and then he might have to leave school or come back another year. Yes, today was important all right! Five minutes later, he was standing before the classroom door, searching the list for his name. Where could it . . . oh, there it was. But there was no mark after it. Instead, the teacher had written, Please see me. It would be untrue to say that Steve's heart did not sink at this point, but he made his way down to the gymnasium where the teachers were signing up classes for the next term Cas this was also the first day for registrationl, and there encountered his chemistry teacher. 88 I'm sorry to say this, Steve, the teacher told him, but you didn't pass. I gave you every point I possibly could, but the mark couldn't be stretched above 61. I hope you won't give up the subject, though, because I'd like to have you in my class again next term. You know, you really can't be beaten if you make up your mind you're going to come out on top. If you just determine to pass chem in Iune no matter if you have to stay up every night, all night, studying in order to do it, I know you can pass. Thank you, sir, Steve said. I appreciate your confidence. I'm glad you said what you did about sticking it out, too, because that's just the way I feel about it. I made up my mind some time ago that I never could be sat- isfied to go on in life without first being grad- uated from high school. I intend to obtain my diploma in spite of everything, and I hope, in Iune. You wil1, the teacher assured him. A- A- t 1- at February eighth found Steve at an assembly. It was an assembly being sponsored by the Forensic Society, a High School organization devoted to better speaking and debating, and it consisted of that society's second Annual Oratory Contest. Steve unfortunately was seated near the back Cwhich always seemed to be the case when there was a speaker or a playl, but he managed to hear most of what the contestants said. In spite of his determination to be graduated in Iune, he had found it pretty tough sledding since his talk with his chem teacher on regis- tration day. He had tried to study conscien- tiously, and since it was the first time he'd ever done so, he had had considerable difficulty. Then, too, having recently decided to take up engineering when he once got out of High, he had signed up for mechanical drawing this term. He didn't care about the credit, but he decided that he could use the experience. Really studying for the first time, as well as having another subject to cope with, had made Steve decide that perhaps a full day in school would be better for him. He had made the change, therefore, and found that he got much more studying done. Sitting in assembly now, he forgot about studies and other unpleasant things, and lis- tened attentively to the speakers. Every one of them was good, and he wondered how the judges would be able to make a decision. After due deliberation, however, they declared Iames Coleman the winner of the three dollar prize, and the assembly was dismissed. What prompted Steve to attend the swim- SWIMMING TEAM G. Davis. Manager O. O'Connell I. Daddario B. Giunta C. Brennan R. Goltara F. Krowinski H. Sliker CENTER ROW R. Wilkinson W. McNichol T. Yukie L. Galbraith I. Long FRONT ROW A. Chinkers S. Conjerti R. Landis R. Ruopp R. Davis ming meet after school that day, he never knew. He just knew that he hadn't done any- thing that was any fun or seen anybody in his crowd outside of school hours since before ex- amination week, and that he was getting sick and tired of work. There was plenty of excite- ment at the swimming meet, however, for al- ywzhming .Vciedule COACH-Harold Cripe CAPTAIN-J oe Thompson STUDENT MGR.-George Davis FACULTY MGR.-Weldon Oliver All Home Mun al 3180 In.r.n.s.I orrfl Jan. 11 Kenmore Away Z 6 Q 18 N. Tonawanda Home Z Q 3 6 20 'Tonawanda 8 p.m. Away 2' 2 J 7 Feb. 3 Amherst Away f E 4 52, 8 Kenmore Home 3 Z 53 Q 10 Tonawanda Home 3 Z 3 16 N. Tonawanda 8p.m. Away 2 3 Mar. 1 Amherst Home 23 9 Elimination Meet Tonawanda 7:30 p.m. 11 L F' l Tgiiilifandlaia 8:00 p.m. iff l 89 SENIOR GIRL SCOUTS most everyone he knew, was there. It was not long before he and three of his cronies, Tom, Dick, and Harry Cactuallyl, had found themselves seats in the center of the bleachers and had started calling Hi! to everyone they knew who came in. Presently the swimming started, and they cheered lustily as Niagara men began to win. So far, the team had suf- fered only defeat this season, and it was there- fore a pleasant surprise to see some of the Niagara men coming in first. The 220-yard free style was especially ex- hilarating to watch. Tom Yukie, swimming for the Falls, got out in front almost immediately and seemed to keep ahead of the other swim- mers without apparent effort. He finished first, and a few minutes later it was announced that he had set a new pool record for that event of two minutes and thirty-six seconds. There was something to make up for the sev- eral defeats of the current season. More swimming like that and Niagara couldn't be held down. In many of the other events, Niagara placed first also. Galbraith won the 100-yard free style: McNicol captured first honors in the div- ing events: and Yukie, Galbraith, McNicol, and 90 BACK ROW E. Neville P. Curts I. Ginther M. Gordon R. Freeman E. Hornsby CENTER ROW E. Osterta K. Bane E. Ienks M. Gamble M. Lyon H. Sterzelbach M. Schweitzer E. Hinman SEATED T. Douglas, Pres. D. Reach, Sec. Miss Upham, Adv. L. Stowell, Treas. Banks nailed the meet for Niagara by winning the final event, the 180-yard free style. The home team even went so far as to take four out of seven first's in the reserve meet, which made the whole afternoon quite a howling success for Niagara rooters. Next day when Steve met Carol in the hall he immediately took over the reins of the con- versation. I saw one of your feather-brained female associates the other day, he said, I could not make out just what she was doing, though. She had a whole bunch of twirps with her, and they were dressed in a sort of green outfit. Might have been fugitives from a Saint Patrick's day celebration, but I could not be sure. Anyway, this girl-friend of yours was taking 'em somewhere. Uh-huh. Just what I thought. That was Ieanie you saw. Oh, Ieanie, Steve said, connecting the girl with the name now. l guess I did meet her once. But what was she doing with all those midgets? Steve, you are rather quaint sometimes, Carol said reprovingly. Those little girls probably belonged to one of the Girl Scout troops in the city, and they had on their green wtam A. H. V. M R. L. E. TOP ROW Boucher Bishara De1Brocco Zubkoft DeFranco, V. Pres. Marinello, Pres. Rice W. Edwards G I. B. H. A. M H. G M M M E. I. B. M G . Lumsden Coleman CENTER RO Long Koethen Manoogicui Bane Miller Focazio Fix Barrett Cicero Malone Barrett Jenks, Sec. Schweitzer He roth W - Y Mrs. Thiele, Adviser t DRAMATIC CLUB BOTTOM ROW: A. Graham, Treas., I. Glason. L. Black, I. Boyce, V. Garabdian, R. Niger, S. Goit. M. Wissler, L. DiMeo. uniforms. Ieanie's a Senior Girl Scout, and threatened. sometimes they take the younger girls on hikes That wouldn't be anything new, Steve and things. She probably had the job of tak- said, but in a voice so low that nobody heard ing them somewhere the day you saw her. him. Oh! Steve said. He was not feeling par- t 1' i' 'k W ticularly bright at that moment. Jeanie belongs to the Senior Girl Scout troop here at High School, Carol went on. She's been a scout ever since I can remember. I don't see why you didn't rec- ognize her. Steve offered no reply. B u t M i s s L e n g, coming out of a nearby room, did. If you two don't stop talking r i g h t n o w , you'l1 find your- selves in deten- tion study hall tonight, s h e Steve didn't see Carol again for several weeks. There were one or two specific rea- sons why. The first was that she skipped school a cou- ple of times, the second, that she was as a result suspend- ed, and thirdly. she spent any t i m e w h i c h m i g h t h a v e been left over, trying to make up all the work she had miss- ed. When they did meet, they were going into the auditorium on the morning of February 91 BUD WAITE 24th. The natural result was that they sat together during the ensuing assembly. What's doing this morning? Carol asked, in the interval before the flag came in. I think the Dramatic Club is putting on a play. I saw them rehearsing in here after school yesterday. Oh, goody! Carol exulted. She always had a partiality for plays. I wonder whether it's going to be a comedy or a tragedy? Might be a murder-mystery, Steve put in hopefully. A moment later, the flag was brought in. everyone stood up, and lack Iewett, the school president, led the salute. Afterward, Mr. Strough read a few brief announcements, and then the curtains parted. The play concerned itself with a doctor who would cure anybody of whatever ailment he had, if that person would agree to accept some other ailment. In a way, it was both a comedy and a tragedy, for though everyone who tried some other infirmity was miserably unhappy, the whole thing was presented in such a way as to make the audience see the humorous side of the affair. Nowhere, however, was there anything in it which could have typed it as a murder-mys- tery. Steve tried to make Carol see that there was, though. Finally she said, I don't care whether you 92 make the players go into reverse or what you do. You can't show me that there's anything connected in the slightest with a murder in this whole play. Being wise, Steve eventually gave up his efforts to convince her. He did enjoy the show, in spite of there not being any violent death in it, however. At the end, he clapped vigorously, but was amazed to hear himself drowned out by a loud thudding noise. It took him some time to locate it, but he did. And it came from under Carol's seat. He looked, and was amazed at what he saw. Since when did you start wearing tugboats on your dainty tootsies? he queried incred- ulously. She stretched her feet out in front of her, and looked at them admiringly. They were incased in regular Dutch wooden shoes, which she had evidently been knocking against the floor to register her applause. Aren't they cute? she asked happily. They're the very latest thing! Oh, what women won't do for the sake of style! Steve groaned. I'll bet they feel like one hundred pound weights by the time you take them off at night. Carol remained unperturbed. But they're a sensible buy, too, she pointed out. lust think how long it'll take to wear through these soles! Steve decided to top the holiday month by going to the nickelodeon dance which the So- cial Committee was sponsoring. He was get- ting rather tired of his determination to study hard all this term. Good marks are nice but, after all, a fellow has to have some fun. Steve called to mind his favorite slogan- All work and no play makes lack a dull boy. Carol was in complete accordance with the idea. Dancing was one of her favorite recrea- tions and even though Steve did tread on her toes and bark her shins she still wanted to attend. After all, she didn't have to dance with Steve all the time. One little argument threatened to break up their plans. It was over the wooden shoes. When Steve extended the invitation he attached the stipulation that she wouldn't come in her Dutch Boats. Of course, Carol had never intended to wear them to a dance, but she cou1dn't resist arguing with Steve. Fortunately Carol knew when to stop. The dance was successful for all concerned. Certainly Steve and Carol had no cause to regret their presence even though Carol did mutter that she was a bit tired of carrying Steve around and words to the effect that he 1 was using her feet in place of the IRC. The lively tempo of some of the records sent many of the dancers to the side lines but not Steve. 93 SEWING ROOM Hopping, swaying, jumping with the best,Steve and Carol were outdoing themselves. Sud- denly something happened! Carol crumpled and collapsed onto the floor. At first Steve worriedly thought something bad had happened. Upon closer inspection he, too, collapsed, but from laughter. Carol's swinging feet had caught the hem of her skirt and a gaping hole was the result. Caro1's face was almost as red as her hair. Shut up, you baboon, and follow me, she stormed. She mysteriously led him up to the fourth floor. Cross your fingers, and hope this room is open. Then Steve realized that they were on the way to the sewing room. Luckily several girls were still in the room and soon their deft fingers had the damage repaired. Even then, Carol refused to return to the dance. During the first part of March, Steve concen- trated on his German, which he had neglected to some extent in the fall term. The one thing which shook him out of his spasm of studying was a really entertaining assembly program put on, on the ninth. It was one of a group sponsored by the Student Council, and Steve considered it better than any previous assem- blies the Council had given. The guest speaker was a Mr. Bud Waite, 94 a member of the Byrd Antarctic Expedition. His method of delivering his talk was quite different and refreshing, and was responsible in a large way for the things he had to say going over so well. During various portions of the talk, he got in and out of many garments worn for protection from the cold on the ex- pedition, and at times he displayed some very remarkable tricks with a hunting knife. Slides taken on the expedition were shown all through the speech, and these made every- thing Mr. Waite said, so much clearer and more vivid. The assembly ran far overtime, and it was therefore necessary to cut out sev- eral periods. In this way, Steve was relieved of his German class for that day. He didn't mind. Thinking over the matter later, Steve was not sure that he would have enjoyed the as- sembly if there hadn't been any slides. But then, why worry about that? The Projection Club always manned the projector when it was necessary to show slides, and they had done so this time, too. They certainly ren- dered a valuable service, Steve reflected, thinking of all the assemblies there had been in which pictures were shown. Why, most of those assemblies wouldn't have been half so enjoyable if it hadn't been possible to show slides and pictures! He was suddenly so enthusiastic over the worthy objectives of the Projection Club that he took it into his head to remember and join it next year, if he were still in school then. After all, he had belonged to almost every other school organization at one time or an- other, and there was certainly no reason why he should overlook this one. It was the next day that Carol found out about his taking mechanical drawing. Why didn't you tell me? she demanded. I was afraid, he answered, that when you found out I'd become a drawer, you'd make me draw your picture. Well, you should know me better than to think . . . But wait a minute! That mightn't be such a bad idea, Steve. Why don't you meet me in the cafeteria after school, and I can sit on one of the tables and pose, and then you can draw . . . Nix! Steve said. Drawing pictures of mechanical devices and of your mug are two different things. And only a versatile man like you could be good at both, Carol argued. To get rid of her, Steve finally said he'd meet her at the back of the cafeteria after school that night, but he had no intention whatever of keeping the date. He did walk through the cafeteria about three-thirty when he knew she'd have gotten tired waiting, just so he could tell her he'd come but hadn't found her there. What he did find, however, was four or five students and a couple of chess boards at one of the tables in a corner of the place. He stopped by to watch a game, and stayed to play one. It was a meeting of the Chess Club he had so unsuspectingly happened upon, and that very afternoon he became a member. He had never taken chess very seriously before, but he and another boy became so engrossed in playing, that the time slipped away practically unheeded and Steve was late for supper. The next day, he whiled away a study hall reflecting upon the moves he should have made. He whiled away another reading Chronicles that had collected in his notebook. When he had finished reading every article of interest to him in the issues he had, he re- STEVE'S THIRD SUBJECT 95 W M T IN.r.n.s.l oPr'1' Q . 10 tt A f ga'det!dl!'?cAedule ar 17-18 Pl-ally-offs Kenmvoii Z: L? COACH-B. N. Parsons L-A616 - . I Z CAPTAIN-Adolph Delzoppo IUNIOR VARSITY STUDENT MGR.-Alvin Katz D g 2 L sau H FACULTY MGR.-Weldon Olivel ec 9 Lickafmna A3216 il -Li Home Camas Star! at E30 y -ai u.r.n.s. oPP r. Tonawanda Home Dec. Lackawanna Away Z0 Z: 2 Jan' 6 Ilgockport Away Ll -Lui 16 Tonawanda Home 60 Q f K' Tonawanda iome ei 1 enmore way 55 Z Q Jan., 6 Lockport Away fi 8 6 Batavia Away Z 2 2 13 N. Tonawanda Home 2, 9 g! 5 Feb. Tmu Home E 5 2 20 Kenmore Away ao 2 7 Lackawanna Home gi I 2: ? , 27 Batavia Away 2,6 Tonawanda Away Q ,5 2 3 Feb- TWU Home Q 6 Rf I 17 Lockport Home f S5 Lackawanna Home N. Tonawanda Away Z f Z 6 10 Tonawanda Away 30 24 Kenmore Home ' I Lockport Home Q 6 Q0 . N. Tonawanda Away 5 MO Mar. Batavia Home QL .Q- 24 Kenmore Home 35 O 5 2, 4 LaSalle AW3Y QP2 I 7' Mar. Batavia Home Trott Awayf 247 I 9 , , , . membered that he had not bought the last one, so he borrowed it from the boy next to him. When he received it, the front page hap- pened to be turned upward, so he read that first. A big headline was spread across the top. It read: Senior Class Officers E1ected. The article beneath went on to tell that at the first two meetings of the Senior Class, the fol- lowing officers had been elected: Richard Haas, president: Olga Parenti, vice-president: Harry Barrett, treasurer: Sally D'Ange1o, sec- retary. Mr. Bedford had been chosen class ad- viser - the article said - and more officers would be elected at a later meeting. There were many other articles on the page, but Steve could no longer resist turning to the sport page. There he very quickly absorbed columns of material about the basketball team and the swimming team. The one thing which he read which pleased him the most was that the Niagara basketball team was assured a place in the St. Lawrence League play-offs on March 17-18 because of its fine record so far that season. He intended to go even if he had to walk all the way to Kenmore and back. But something interfered. On the twelfth he came down with a severe attack of the flu, and try as he might he could not persuade his mother that he was well enough to get out of bed to go and see any basketball games when the time for the play-offs came 'round. He got all the information from the Gazette that he could, and though this didn't satisfy him, he had to be content with it. As it turned out. Niagara finished in second position, Lacka- wanna winning first place. But it had been a grand and glorious season, Steve reflected, including the defeat of Trott, High's traditional rival, by a score of 44-42. Steve recovered quickly enough after the play-offs were over, but he couldn't get over the irony of the fact that the one time in the year when he had wanted especially to be up and around, he had had to go and get sick! 97 2nd INTERMISSIGN TFEEEORUS 5 E s E SCENE N E H S TIME SPRING TH REE r 1 1 1 ACT III The basketball season over, Steve began casting about for some other means of amuse- ment. He realized that now would be a good time to do something constructive about grad- uation, a realization aggravated by Mr. Strough's senior college preparatory assembly the next Tuesday. That new 802 ruling was a pretty good thing, Steve decided, and he wondered whether a little more concentration might not get him in that class on the next report card. His good resolutions were abruptly scattered the next day when an assembly skit announced the Senior play. Everyone was in a pleasant mood, established by the mellow voices of the lubilee Singers, a negro quintet, when sud- STAGE CREW T. Iankowski, I. Martinez, W. Rickerson, E. Bice, B. Glasgow. A. Glasgow. 102 denly a raucous voice split the calm. With an imitation of several dialects, the voice Cru- mored to be that of George Lumsdenl pro- claimed the fact that Seventeen was just about the greatest thing that ever hit High School. Steve determined to get in on the fun. Three o'clock found him running up to Mrs. Thiele in the auditorium. I'd like to be on the stage crew for the Senior play, Mrs. Thiele, he said inquiringly. She eyed the tall spindly figure with appre- hension. Well-all right. You'll have to be here everyday after school and also during some of your study periods. Steve put in his share of time-he was back- stage from sixth period on, every day. How- ever it seemed his efforts weren't appreciated. He admitted that he wasn't the handiest man to have around, but he hadn't done anything really wrong, except perhaps when he let go of a rope he was supposed to hold and one of the chairs used as weights fell 20 feet to the floor. Then too, there was the time when he had walked into some freshly painted scenery. but after all, it wasn't his fault if he couldn't see it. But what really got him into trouble was when he had engaged a couple of the actors in a dice game and made them miss their cues--at dress rehearsal, at that! Mrs. Thiele wasn't as angry as she might well have been. She merely froze him with a stare and said simply, Steve, will you please nail the boards for the steps, and put it in front of the 'house'? Steve hastened to make amends and indus- triously pounded and hammered until he ran out of nails. He went home with the intention to bring some more nails the next day and show what a good work-man he really was. Q 1 it 1- 1 March 31-the play was running along with- out a hitch. Steve. back-stage, divided his time between peeping at the play and being pushed out of the way by entering and exiting players. He was very proud that he had a hand in this great production. Do your stuff, Mary, he whispered glee- fully as Mary Schweitzer went on for her big scene. A second later he was startled by a sudden and unexpected CRASH! BANG! WHACK! Then he felt his face alternately CAST OF SEVENTEEN I. Coleman I. Malcolm N. Ladabouche Fl. Perry G. Focazio L. Blach H. Allen M. Schweitzer R. Haas M. Allen L. DiMeo K. Mclntyre S. Carroll G. Lumsden turning red cmd white. He had forgotten to nail that board! Only Mary's sense of bal- ance had averted a nasty fall. A quick glance revealed that Mrs. Thiele was on the other side of the stage. Steve quietly put on his hat and coat, and quickly departed from the build- ing. The first week in April was contrastingly quiet for Steve McGowan. For a change he spent all his first periods in his home room studying, for marks closed the following Fri- day. He twinged with envy whenever his classmates left for their various meetings, especially Tuesday, when the history students heard an interesting lecture. But only once, on April 5, did he deviate from the straight and narrow. Wednesday Steve had an unusually pleas- ant disposition: he even went out of his way to smile sweetly at the teachers he met in the hall. Only two more days till Easter vaca- tion! Vacation was a high point in Steve's boring existence. In his elation he had al- ready started his vacation, and only his prac- ticed ingenuity saved him from worse than reprimands for his lack of preparation. SENIOR PLAY At the end of fourth period he sought the understanding sympathy of Carol's compan- ionship. He found her in front of the auditor- ium with her nose buried in a book with a bright blue cover decorated with silver paint. Say, he said purposely stepping on her toes, what's that thing you've got? You're the umteenth person I've seen today with those blue magazines. She returned with a swift kick to his shin. Didn't your English teacher tell you about it? Oh, yes, English is one subject you've managed to pass. Well, this is a book Miss Eshelman's creative writing class is publish- ing. They call it STAR DUST. What's it got in it? Steve demanded cynic- ally. Let's see it. Oh, it wouldn't interest you, laughed Carol tauntingly. It's all the best writings of the students in that class. It's too high-brow for you. Oh, yeah! Well, I'll look into it. I know most of the kids who wrote this stuff. Any- way, I have a study hall to kill now. S'long. Steve ran off, waving Carol's STAR DUST in the air, while she helplessly glared after him. Posters and notices on the blackboards had 103 TOP ROW R. Griswold W. Edwards G. Lumsden W. Confer CENTER ROW L. Andres T. Reed W. Weslar H. Allen R. Perry E. Olrogg C. Woodward G. Eddy R. Haas I. Hickey G. Bates W. Keller A. Lang BOTTOM ROW P. Stowell, Treas. L. Cumming, Pres. Mr. Bedford, Adviser D. Nelson, V. Pres. - - --- H. Barrett, Sec. ALPHA HI-Y made almost everyone aware that the Spanish lows had seen it before. It took only cr few classes were sponsoring a movie, Thunder descriptive words such as murder, revolu- Over Mexico. However, Steve was not con- tion, and shot at sunrise to convince Steve scious of the fact until he heard some of his that an excellent way to top off his day was pals talking about it at lunch. One of the fel- to go to this picture. STANDING S. McCollum S. Katz R. Wilkinson W. Hartwig W. Collesano I. Long I. Butler D. Bray G. Gross E. Easter E. Tomes SEATED R. Burdick, Treas. T. Bishop, V. Pres. R. Swartout, Pres. R. Perry, Sec. ALPHA DELTA HI-Y 104 1' 1- 1- 1: if Easter vacation was the best week Steve had experienced since Christmas. In fact, only one period of time could he have enjoyed more -summer. This vacation he didn't even have to worry about back work, as marks had already closed. Steve made the YMCA his headquarters. He was a member of the Alpha Hi-Y and he wanted to get in shape for the Inter-Hi-Y track meet on Saturday. Steve's specialty was running. He had been running away from BACK ROW l R. Whitworth T. Payne R. Taylor N. Ladabouche T. Yukie I. Mamom G. Siener I. Chrisman E. Rutkowski I. Wdowka I. Iewett I. Watson R. Goltara CENTER ROW W. Hartwig E. Singer E. Grichen L. LaBell V. Clark S. Ziljak E. Call F. Thompson A. D'Aloisio C. Leone I. Colucci I. Whalen someone or something all his life. Alpha won the meet with flying colors, and Steve had a good time kidding the Alpha Delta boys. He reminded them that Alpha was awarded the cup for athletic superiority, Finally one of his victims retorted with a meaningful look in Steve's direction: Don't forget that we took the scholarship cup, McGowan. That was enough to silence Steve. He had to admit that the Alpha Delts were a smart bunch and stood out in that de- partment as brilliantly as his club did in the sports field. He soon perked up again, how- ever, when he remembered the interest his Hi-Y had taken in school affairs, with commit- tees investigating cafeteria and lighting condi- tions. In an expansive moment, he decided that both Mr. Bedford's Alphas and Doc Denio's Alpha Delts were doing good for their members and for High School. Completely refreshed by the vacation, Steve returned to Alma Mater on April 17 fully pre- pared to face the music. He wasn't long kept in suspense, for report cards were briskly GERMAN PAPER SEATED: I. Malcolm, K. Gold, L. Giesler, R. Niger, Editor, C. Lampman, R. Palmer, R. Baer, Business Manager. distributed and promptly marked. Steve was aware of the stern glint in the eyes of his teachers each time they came to his mark. However, Steve himself was quite satisfied with the results. Of course 702 in chemistry wasn't too good, but 752 in mechanical draw- ing was better. Best of all was the big 807, in German, a mark that made Steve's heart beat with pardonable pride. The rest of his friends were no less amazed than Steve. Even Carol shed her veil of cynic- ism for a brief moment and bestowed on him 1051 CHEMISTRY CLUB a smile of wondering admiration. Mr. Mc- Gowan's comments on the chemistry marks were, as usual, sharp, but they were softened somewhat by that other, that 802. That eve- ning, encouraged by his mark, Steve picked up the last issue of the Deutscher Bote, lGerman newspaper? with serious thoughts of reading it. Previously he had just looked at the car- toons drawn by Tom Yukie, Iohn Wdowka, and Iohn Mamon. Now, for the first time, he real- ized that that long word after Rita lane Niger's name meant editor, and the longer one after Richard Baer stood for business manager. Steve suddenly realized that he actually liked German! The assembly next morning was of the type he enjoyed-movies. On his way to chem next period he mentally thanked the Chevrolet Company, who had sponsored the pictures. Only 10 minutes later he was mentally cursing them. Not having had first period study hall. Steve had not studied his chemistry, a fact which Mr. Benson very quickly discovered. Steve was abruptly reminded that 70 was not the lowest mark that could be given. Then and there, he decided that something had to be done. A conversation with a member ef the Chem- 106 LEFT TO RIGHT: F. Hailey V. Wernlund, Sec'y-Treas. T. Douglas W. Hartwig R. Perry, Pres. M. Mestler Mr. Benson, Adviser D. Wysoki F. Thompson G. Fiacco T. Payne R. Bloom K. Rushton istry Club at lunch revealed a possible solu- tion. He was telling about his experiments in qualitative analysis at the last meeting of the Chemistry Club, of which he was president. Steve didn't know what it was all about, but he attempted to appear interested. Say, who's advisor of that club, he burst in impatiently. Mr. Benson. Steve saw a gleam of hope and eagerly clutched his shoulder. Look, can you get me in Chemistry Club, huh? I'm awfully inter- ested in qu-qu-qualatuv analysis. I would like to do some work on it with you. How's about it? The next afternoon Steve skipped a senior meeting to make his debut as a member of Chemistry Club. Mr. Benson stared at him unbelievingly and the treasurer promptly re- quested his dues, but nevertheless Steve made himself right at home. He proceeded to aim- lessly mix all chemicals within his reach, feigning an appearance of deep concentra- tion. Soon a fizzing denoted that some sort of combination was taking place. When Steve found that the combination emitted a horrible smell, he dropped his test tube and ran. Not only did he break up the meeting but he found himself in debt for the payment of one test tube. The ill effects of this episode on Steve Mc- Gowan's disposition were fortunately only tem- porary. He was soon feeling good enough again to start worrying about Carol. He hadn't had a date with her in quite a while now, he remembered. With a couple of dances and the Class Night prom only a few weeks away. he had better be keeping contact with Miss Ross. He knew that if he waited too long, he would receive a frosty Sorry, you're too late. l'm going with T- With such disturbing thoughts in mind, Steve dropped in at the Ross domicile one evening for an unexpected visit. The conversation started amicably enough, but soon they were scrapping as was their custom. Steve just couldn't resist making some uncomplimentary crack to Carol, even though he knew she al- ways emerged on top in an exchange of witti- cisms. To keep matters from getting out of hand, Steve ignored her last one with, Let's go to the show Saturday, huh, Carol? No, flatly. Steve groaned inwardly. Was he already too late? What's the matter, Carol? If you want to take me out, you can take me to the orchestra-chorus concert on May 2. Even if cultural activities don't interest you, TOP ROW R. Haas F. Thompson Mr. Bedford, Adviser l. Sterzelbach H. Barrett BOTTOM ROW R. Swartout B. Brown W. Edwards W. Sdao you might at least make a show of intelli- gence. Steve heaved a sigh of relief. He consented. It was a heavy price, but it was worth that price. The concert turned out better than he expected, but every time a strain of beautiful music interested him, that red-headed chatter- box next to him would start talking about the two concerts he had missed. The next few days school talk was centered about another topic foreign to Steve Mc- Gowan's life-debating. But now even Steve became elated. Niagara's team had won the championship of the Niagara Frontier Debate League for the third straight year, and had earned permanent possession of the silver lov- ing cup. That in itself was wonderful, but the fact that Mr. Bedford had taken an inexperi- enced group of students, none of whom had ever debated before, and turned out in one year another championship squad-well, even Steve realized that this achievement deserved the highest tribute. The proposition that was being debated, Resolved: That the United States should establish an alliance with Great Britain, sounded interesting, especially since current events were hinging so much around our foreign policy. Steve found himself wishing that he had heard some of these de- bates. After all, he thought, this team wins DEBATE TEAM 107 ART CLUB lst ROW R. Neralic L. Gieseler. Pres. V. MacDonald P. Iulian, V. Pres. 2nd ROW A. Giles H. Kester D. Clarke I. Campbell B. Perry E. Britt L. LaBell R. Smith 3rd ROW--E. Neville, S. Rogers, E. Leary, C. Murphy, W. Kloda, R. Conier, I. Englund, M. McCabe, Miss Lecklider, Adviser. 4th ROW D. Wysocki, R. Boles, S. Paukstella, A. Mish, M. Smith, F. Swinford, R. Sheltmire, K. Hosie. just as much or more glory for N.F.H.S. as any athletic team, yet very few people support it. May 9 and 10 found High School a beehive of activity not seen since the Christmas basket campaign. Steve couldn't go anywhere in school but what he heard Community Chest. Chairman David Nelson and his assistants, William Confer and Harold Newson, were put- ting the finger on every last student for his share of the S125 quota. Bulletins flashed out of the office morning and afternoon. An assem- bly added some more pep. It go so bad that Steve found it necessary to leave part of his money home for fear that he would donate it all. Later that week Steve had to come back in the afternoon to get something he had left in the mechanical drawing room. As he was about to leave, he chanced upon a queer scene in the art room. Several girls were standing stock still like statues at one end of the room. Others were sizing them up and apparently painting their pictures. Miss Lecklider moved among the whole group, dropping a hint here, a comment there. 108 For a moment Steve thought he was in Greenwich Village. Then he realized that this was a meeting of the Art Club. Chance plays strange pranks. Steve McGowan, notorious mocker of the fine arts and literature, became a model for the Art Club. It was rumored that his imitation of a statue was understandable only under earthquake conditions. Steve often wondered why he always went to Carol's house. Invariably he regretted it. Tonight her talking rash had burst forth in full bloom. Steve, dejectedly resigning him- self to the inevitable, sunk deeper into his chair and closed his eyes. You should have been to the Iunior Classi- cal League meeting this morning, she began. We voted for some officers for next year. And when you get 200-odd kids all voting at once, you've got some hub-bub. You know, Steve, it's pretty nice how that club is run. It is set up just like the old Roman republic with two consuls, eight praetors, four quaestors, 'n everything. There's twenty-two officers in all and they make up the Senate. IUNICDR CLASSICAL LEAGUE I. C. L. SENATE They carry on all our business, so in the big meetings we just have interesting programs. You'd be surprised at how hard Mrs. Tres- selt works on those programs: most of the kids don't realize how much time she puts on them. TENNIS TEAM Left to right: R. Baer, B. Anthony, C. Brown, G. Frey, R. Faulring, N. Rizzo, A. Hartley, W. Poole. 110 LEFT TO RIGHT: BACK ROW: H. Certo D. French M. Quaglia R. Taylor I. Sterzelbach, Consul H. Barrett, Consul H. Haber E. Fairchild D. Nelson R. Langley L. Kramer II G. Wackett LEFT TO RIGHT: FRONT ROW: P. Ongly L. Massimilian G. Damm P. Hopkins Mrs. Tresselt, Adviser I. Dagqett L. Lambert D. Locke I. Barrett All of them are planned to help us appreciate and understand classical customs. Like the one I was in-I think that was the best one. It was last February. We had eleven 'living pictures' you know-tableaus, all represent- ing some myth. While one of them was being posed, some one else read the story. Another interesting meeting - Steve Mc- Gowan! How dare you fall asleep while I'm talking! Only one thing wrong with spring, Steve was thinking, there's not much sports at school. He was trudging around the Hyde Park golf links, playing his usual game of 105. Steve really wasn't much of a golfer, but he always nourished the illusion that he was the coming star of the game. Glancing over towards the first tee, he saw a group of fellows who looked strangely fami- liar. At first he couldn't place them. Then he noticed some of them wearing block N's on their grey sweaters. The golf team, to be sure. Steve sauntered over. As the Niagara and Amherst teams went through their matches, Steve followed them around, wrinkling his forehead and shrewdly DIDIASEETHIS appraising each player's form. Pretty good. pr-etty good, he'd mutter, trying to sound like some club pro. The players just ignored him. Darn it anyway, Doc, he complained to Coach Parsons after the match, why didn't you tell me when you were having the try- outs? I would have come out for the team. Doc smiled and patted him on the shoulder. We'll have a team next year, McGowan. Why don't you come out then? Steve was made aware that Niagara had a tennis team too, when he saw the next issue of the Chronicle. He didn't play tennis much, so the news didn't interest him so much. Nevertheless, he decided that he should not fall down on the tennis team, since he was spending probably his last few weeks in this beloved institution. Steve attended the next tournament, but found himself very much unappreciated by all concerned. The first words spoken to him were: Hey, you, stay off d'court. A few minutes later- Hey, kid, chase that there ball, will you. Then- Didn't I tell you not to stand so close? On the way home the refrain of Always In The Way kept running through Steve's mind. The next week school was a buzz of excite- ment, and small wonder-the Niagarian had just come out! Everyone was rushing about looking for everyone else. Autographs were the order of the day. Didjaseethis? Boy, take a gander at his puss. What a picture! Who's this babe? Only Steve was downcast. He had not found himself among the senior pictures. Later a closer inspection revealed his picture among the junior candidates. After five years of loyal attendance, they don't even overlook a little formality like that. Such humiliation! Those editors could just as easily have stuck him in with the seniors. Steve soon found other things in the book to interest him and it was not long before he had forgotten his grudge against the staff. After all, if he graduated, that was the main thing. Throughout the next week our five year man N IAGARIAN, DIPLOMA, CAROL 1 l l had, as usual, the Iune blues. This year he was more worried than ever. As always, the last week of school caught him completely un- prepared. He stayed up nights cramming for review and trying to make up some of his back work. It was a feeble gesture. Friday the six- teenth found him still wondering what had hap- pened to some of his chem experiments and just finishing a hastily-done German project. His report card was just about what he ex- pected, 75'X1 in all three subjects. The raised chem mark, he was told, was only to give him a break-so that he could get into the Regents. His descent in German cost him the benefit of the 807: ruling. Now he would have to pass his exams-or else. Steve never before studied and crammed as much as he did that week end. His father had definitely told him that there would be no sixth year. Then too, Carol was graduating. It wouldn't do for her to graduate ahead of him. After all, she was two years younger than he. Steve entered all his exams with quaking heart, and shaking hand, but the worst part was the suspense of waiting to know the results. Haggard and worn with worry, he dragged himself into school the twenty-third, prepared to meet his fate. An hour later he came out a new man. 682 in chemistry and 702, in Ger- man!! At last-graduation! Steve really enjoyed himself at the Class Night affair, on the following Monday. He had never before noticed how pretty Carol Was. He never knew he could dance so well. He had never thought those speeches meant any- thing. He had never before felt the strong bond of friendship between himself and the rest of the fellows. Then the next night-the climax to all. Cap and gown. Proud parents. Imposing diploma. Five long years of toil and travail ended at last. Hands locked, Steve and Carol walked out of N.F.H.S. University ofthe State of NewYork S r -I ' r f' i:'l X 35. ,www ecnoemuc Z fray , MZZZQMMMWWWMWMMJMMMWWWWZ lui? ,I Zwwf ,hmmm W as 'H MJUN5 fwmwmxwwdfuw 39 W - f....t...f....i.ff........... Q ID. Dwi- .,,,,,,,.,,.,,,,,.,,,,,,.,, 3 6, JW.. Q... p.......... CURTAIN 112 tv..-, STEP INTCD QUE CDEETCE AND MEET THE NIAGAEIAN STAEE BACK ROW: Miss Dahlquist, Mr. Baxter, R. Manton. I. Iewett, H. Barrett, E. Woolcutt, F. Iulicm. H. Davies, F. Hailey, M, Mestler. CENTER ROW: M. Walker, I. MacGillivray. S. Hartwiq, E. Bango, F. Patty, V. Garcia, T. Douglas, S. Weiner, F. Nomula, R. Gorlirrkel, M. Fix, R. Niger, R. Smith, M. Connelly, M. Schweitzer, B. Dent, L. DiMeo, S. McCollum, F. Marta, E. Evangelist, G. Tymczak, L. DiRuscio. SEATED: C. Rohrer, I. Sterzelbach, R. Perry, W. Hartwig. EDITOR ASSISTANT BUSINESS ASSISTANT Irwin Sterzelbach EDITOR MANAGER BUSINESS MANAGER Carlton Rohrer Robert Perry William Hartwiq STAFF SENIOR PICTURES Frank Patty, Richard Manton, Francesca Marra, Shirley Hartwig SCENARIO Carlton Rohrer, Scott McCollum, Asst. SALES MANAGERS Frank Patty, Richard Manton, Harry Barrett, Asst. ORGANIZATIONS Marvin Mestler, Rita Niger, Lenora DiMeo, Isobel MacGillivray BOYS' SPORTS Bruce Dent, lack Iewett GIRLS' SPORTS Mary Schweitzer, Thelma Douglas EDITORIAL ASSISTANTS Melba Fix, Linda DiRuscio, Soosha Weiner, Marion Connelly, Ruth Gorfinkel, Victor Garcia PHOTOGRAPHS Elwood Woolcutt, William Hartwig, Harold Davies, Francis Hailey CARTOONS Paul Iulian, Robert Smith TYPISTS Esther Bango, Eugenia Evangelist, Virginia Leone, Francis Nanula, Fern Potter, Emma Tezanos, Grace Tompkins, Louise Wigle ADVISERS Mr. Baxter, Miss Dahlquist, Asst. 1115 Behind The Scenes WITH THE SENIQRS PRESIDENT V. PRESIDENT SECRETARY TREASURER Richard Haas Olga Parenti Sally D'Ange1o Harry Barrett ADVISER Mark R. Bedford 116 COMMITTEES COLOR AND FLOWER COMMITTEE Hugo Bowin, Eleanor Hornsby, Chairmen Caroline Field Richard Baer Mary lane Enos MOTTO COMMITTEE Betty Furry, Chairman Arthur Gorbaty Leonora Stowell Mary Brophy George Lumsden GIRLS' CLOTHES COMMITTEE Norene Bond, Chairman Mary lane Allen Ina Englund Margaret Russell Ruth Hammond GIRLS' CAP AND GOWN COMMITTEE Gertrude Damm, Chairman Elizabeth Ostertag Yolando Passero Helen Stark Louise Wigle POEM COMMITTEE Miss Eshelman, Chairman Miss Naylor Mr. Baggallay Harry Barrett Lowell Cumming SONG COMMITTEE Mr. Scotchmer, Chairman Mr. Hesser Iohn Sperti Mary Leighton Edward Sadjek CLASS NIGHT COMMITTEE Richard Haas, Chairman, President Lowell Cumming, Class Historian lack Iewett, Class Statistician Frank G. Thompson, Mantle Orator Iulia Forcucci, Class Prophet Samuel Elmassian, Class Testator Betty Furry, Class Poet Dorothy Warthen, Class Song DANCE COMMITTEE George Frey, lane Sheers, Chairmen William Weslar Bruce Dent Katherine Smith Anthony Hartley Richard Perry Mary Klauder Iohn Malcolm Barbara Wallace Thelma Douglas BOYS' CLOTHES COMMITTEE Lawrence Andres, Chairman Iames Chrisman Iames Cirrito Iames Coleman Frank G. Thompson BOYS' CAP AND GOWN COMMITTEE David French, Chairman Iohn Routh Howard Johnson William Gooden Charles Rushton GIFT COMMITTEE lack Iewett, Chairman Florence Taylor Francis Hailey Priscilla Stimson Gertrude Focazio Rita Greenwood Carlton Rohrer QUERY What do we ask of life? We ask a chance To show the doubting world what we can do: We ask for tolerance in case we make mistakes Constructive criticism if we need it, too. What do we ask of life? We ask our right To happiness and all the fun life holds: We ask the right amount of sorrow, too, To give our characters the proper molds. What do we ask of life? We ask the boon Of friendship that endureth all our days: Of helping hands extended ever forth To lead our faltering feet among the maze. What will we give to life? One sure bequest- Eternal gratitude for that we have received. Remembering those who've given us our start And who in us have trusted and believed. -Betty Furry Class Poet Class Song ' 39 WORDS AND MUSIC BY DOROTHY WARTHEN QZJFJIIFQ VIQUJJ-M-KJYEIJI - 54 B+ ' Near the shores of old Ni-ag3ra,where the fall-ing waters play, And the elm trees soft-ly I I I I I I I JJEIJJJQQIJ- IJJI ISI .5 whis-per,At the close of each fair day, Stands our dear old AI-ma Mat-er,Loy-al .uJ.HI.,I:lI-S41-I-5J,u,g4I to her ev-er more, From North and South and East and West ,We leave her o-pen door. CHORUS. I-use JJBIEJ II -Wed. Ni-agfra High we'II ev-er love thee,our co-Iors brave and bright we ere up-hold ,We I . L5 I I I I 1 'I'Q i'. kT53f4'r5IJ iI'I will be true and Ioy-al, And even when we reach our high-est goaI,We'II ne'er for- I. ' , . 1 1 1' ' . ' .I J EI J J . 4 I -I J -I ' J get the things you tought us, And al-ways strive to keep your aim in view,We'II JHITHJ INIWW -WI me cheer N. E H. S.,We'II love you all way, for there's no bet-ter school than you! 119 MANTLE ORATION It is with genuine regret that we approach the close of our Senior year and realize that the time has come when we must pass on to the class of '40 the mantle of Seniority, so rich in privilege, responsibility, and tradition. Ours is the privilege of conferring upon you those cherished ideals and compensations which make the school life of a Niagara Senior loved and remembered. In these aims and efforts and aspirations we have had the counsel and encouragement of a splendid faculty, devoted to our interest and welfare as they will devote themselves to yours. Special tribute must be paid those real teachers who have so unselfishly and so generously given us of their time, their teach- ings, their experiences, their lives. lt is perhaps with a grim realization that we greet a chaotic world, knowing that the fair play and unbiased understanding we have met here is not the way of the world. When, in parts of the world, free speech has been labled as license, when independence of thought and action are forbidden, when de- cency and humanitarianism are considered obsolete, we must realize the great privilege that is ours in this free country, as well as the duty to educate ourselves to be clear thinkers and tolerant humanitarians. More keenly now than in the past century are we deeply grateful for our liberty and more zealously must we guard it from unholy procrastinations fostered by warped minds from abroad. We as graduates, as future 120 citizens and pilots of the destinies of America, have a duty to maintain those blessings which our forefathers suffered and sacrificed so much to establish. Let us abandon that spirit of indifference which has been too characteristic of our nation and remember that eternal vigil- ance is the price of liberty. Education is the only weapon with which to combat the tide of vicious propaganda which is flooding the channels of American literature and contam- inating American minds. We must encourage its further development, foster its advance- ment, and be ever alert, ever wary, keeping in mind that security is man's greatest enemy. Too long has the student been concerned with the subject matter of education: of great- er importance is the application and use of this subject matter in a practical world of hard fact and reality. In wretched states beyond the sea boys our age are forced to take a man's place in armies of aggression. Let us, too, fill a man's place, but in an army campaigning against ignor- ance, intolerance, hatred, and despair. It is with a warning and a deeply imbedded hope that we leave and make a place for you. And so we pass on to you the mantle of '39, enriched with memories of our best. Give it added significance, if not by actual deed, by lofty purpose, ultimate aim. Guard it care- fully, wear it proudly, and Heaven guide your steps. Frank G. Thompson, Mantle Orator. CLASS NIGHT ADDRESS Tonight, on the eve of our graduation, we of the senior class of 1939 are gathered here in the last of our organized meetings. Soon we are to take leave of this school, its leaders. and faculty with whom we have been so close- ly associated in these past years and to whom we are deeply indebted for their patience, in- terest, and cooperation. When a new day dawns it will find us divided in our lines of endeavor, but it is my earnest hope that it will not find us divided in our quest for knowledge. Some will choose the practical trades to further their education, while others continue the course of formal learning. Regardless of the time when we cease our conventional schooling, we must guard against a loss of our desire for wisdom. Too often individuals at the completion of their school life, lapse into a period of inac- tivity from which they find it difficult to extri- cate themselves. We must make it our solemn duty to zealously guard against this mistake. We must always endeavor to take advantage of the opportunities presented to us for self- education. Of these by far the most important is the printed page. Francis Bacon once said, Reading maketh a full man, and we will be unwise indeed, not to avail ourselves of the valuable opportunities presented to us by the abundant and varied types of literature avail- able to everyone today. The energy which we have expended in the past years should give us that valuable return -the ability to draw from these books the wealth that lies therein. Our training in this school is but a small island of knowledge in the midst of the vast sea of ignorance: yet the larger that island becomes, the larger we realize the sea sur- rounding it is. Our present attainment should not have unduly impressed us with our in- crease in wisdom but rather aroused within us a desire to accept the challenge of the ever- retreating horizons of wisdom. The graduation exercise, in which we will participate during the next two nights. should not be regarded as a peak which we have sur- mounted and upon which we may rest: it is but the first step on the pathway which rises before us to unknown heights. We cannot afford to stop here: we must climb as far as possible in the brief time allotted to us. We are often perplexed as to just what the value of this climb toward an unforseen goal is. The full realization of its worth can be comprehended only at the top, but I am sure we are all tasting tonight the satisfaction of having completed the first step. Greater still will be the satisfaction with each succeeding step: and with it, too, a greater appreciation of what lies both in the past and in the future. Although we are parting now in one sense we are still to be associated with each other in the organization of a complex society. Here we will be faced with the task of finding a place for ourselves and obtaining that one objective for which we all shall strive-success. The definitions of success are as varied as the characters of the individuals in this graduat- ing class: yet regardless of the chief ambition whether it be wealth, position. service, knowl- edge-we must fix our eyes on the best we know, and march straight toward it. Difficulties will beset us: we will taste of defeat, encounter opposition, be tempted by easier paths: some will pause to rest, the weak will turn back, and some will go onward to the end. The choice rests with each individual. Whatever our course, we should choose our methods and steps wisely, since vaulting am- bition often o'er leaps itself. Each indivi- dual is the final judge of his own success, and life will be but a mirror, reflecting to him what he brings to it. As I speak to you for the last time in this formal capacity, it is my sincere desire that real success and true happiness will come to each of you in great abundance. Richard Haas, President. 121 TI-IE CLASS WILL Hear Ye! Hear Ye! Hear Ye! We, the class of '39 of the Niagara Falls High School of the State of New York, having leaped highly and proudly over all the barriers set before us by our eminent faculty and State Regents Board, and being of legal age and sound mind do hereby set forth and publish this, our last will and testament. Article 1. To the freshman class we have very little to bequeath. We feel that, as yet, they have not attained the age and degree of maturity and mentality that the students of this great institution should possess. There- fore, we cannot leave anything of importance to them. So to them we leave the absolute right as a body to play ping-pong under the careful guidance of Coach Szczerbacki, and we also bequeath to them one period a day in order that they may be refreshed and rested from this strenuous exercise. Article 2. To that group of ambitious and energetic juveniles which has so bravely up- held the honor of the junior class, we bequeath the honor of being addressed as seniors and the responsibility of carrying on in our noble steps. To the junior class we also bequeath that preferred section in front of the main office where they too can assemble and talk it over. Article 3. To the faculty and Mr. Strough we leave our sincerest and deepest thanks for their indispensable help and aid in setting a straight course for a class needing so much help. Article 4. To those designated as special heirs. Section 1. To any ambitious journalist we bequeath Bruce Dent's position as edi- tor of the Chronicle. Note: Since it will be an imposition on the student body as a whole we cannot leave to anyone, Bruce's mania for draw- ing those unusual cartoons. Section 2. We bequeath to Bill Sdao the 122 luxuriant hair and debating ability of Irwin Sterzelbach. May it do him justice. Section 3. To Mr. Bedford, our class adviser, we give our true gratitude and appreciation for his ever-helpful and needed advice. Section 4. To Newton Rizzo a few sec- onds of Tom Yukie's swimming speed. Section 5. We bequeath to lack Bat- tisto, Francis Hailey's ability to get those unexpected candid camera shots. Section 6. To Ralph Ubriaco we be- queath a few feet of Newman Lada- bouche's height. He'll need it. Section 7. To deserving Beverly Rogers we bequeath the friendliness and cheer- fulness of Margaret Killingsworth. Section 8. To any students wishing it we leave that eighth period English class of Mrs. Donovan's where they too can en- joy her bubbling wit and humor. Section 9. To those students interested in the fairer sex we bequeath Dick Haas' and Bill Weslar's booklet How to Win Them in Ten Easy Lessons. CMay they profit by itll Section 10. Finally, we leave to each of those perspiring students in room 105 a good solid 100-pound piece of ice and a tricky red and white bathing suit. In Witness of the undersigned, we do here- unto set our hand to this document on this twenty-sixth day of Iune in the Year of Our Lord, Nineteen Hundred and Thirty-nine. Senior Class of 1939 Sam Elmassian, Class Testator. We the undersigned, testify that in our pres- ence the said testator, Sam Elmassian, affixed his name to this document, and in his presence and the presence of each other do subscribe our names as witnesses hereto: G. Wan Home Ishkabebal Foo R. U. I. Ma. Fool Isa Sick CLASS PRCDPHECY I worked energetically packing a jumble of feminine apparel in giant suitcases that groaned under the onslaught of each fresh pile thrown in. Here it was 1959, and for the first time in twelve years I was relieved of my secretarial duties for a four-week vacation. Not very much time, I mused to myself, but nevertheless my employer, a school friend of '39, Casimer Leone, had given me one. He had now established a nation-wide surgical practice and his fame for mending shattered bodies had spread far and near. Somehow, he had found an opportunity to spare me, con- sidering that he divided his attention between dictating into a new type dictaphone Cdesigned by the ambitious Austin Merinol and the sweet stenographer - nurse Frances Nanula, my charming childhood friend. lust at that moment, the purraphone rang: this was a new device that had eliminated the nerve-racking jangle of the old '39 tele- phones and summoned the owner by its low melodious purr. Strangely enough, the face of the instrument bore the name of Thomas M. Goodwin in bold, gold letters. The call was from Mary Brophy, of the Crowning Glory Millinery Company, whom I was sorry to in- form that I had enough dust-catchers for one trip. In the interval a group of friends, including Mary DeFelice, Sarah Castilone, Angela Mag- nifico, Norma Quaglia, and Dorothy Forbes, had come to watch me pack. In as steady a voice as I could manage I shooed them away and purraphoned for a cab from the Fred Bozek Taxi Company to drive me to the station. The speed demon, Charles Barber, did a quick job, and before long I found myself at the Niagara Falls station. Great changes had taken place since the skillful hand of Bruce Dent, architect, had played its part. The most modern of all stations in western New York, it was one of Niagara Falls' chief attractions for tourists. Needless to say, the expert engineering of Richard Perry, assisted ably by Harry Barrett, had a great part in its importance and their names were announced importantly on a prom- inent billboard. Iust then my train zoomed up. It was the Niagara Streak, owned and operated by Charles Dickey. I tipped the porters, Adolph Delzoppo, Fred Winker, and Iohn Wozniak, and seated myself in this ultra-modern train. Purraphones were within easy reach and also self-operating machines that poured out fresh candy before your very eyes. This new and pleasing contrivance bore the name of Elmer Cyphers, and I smiled to myself as I recalled the days when Elmer chewed candy vigorously in study halls. I opened a magazine edited by Rita lane Niger and a fascinating article caught my attention. Lowell Cumming was the founder of a new medical research hospital in New York City which boasted a staff of old '39'rs, chiefly, William Gooden, Frances Hailey, Her- bert Maroon, and Irwin Sterzelbach. Richard Haas, famous medical lecturer, was making quite a name for himself in the field of medi- cine, having discovered a tonic to cure that dreaded disease, spring fever. Then too, ad- joining this new hospital was a scientific la- boratory headed by Lawrence Andres. His star pupils were thoroughly drilled by the fastidious David French, who was now Pro- fessor of Science at Minnesota University. A block or so away was the world renown chem- istry laboratory under the capable manage- ment of William Hartwig who had taken in for his assistants, Robert Allen, Carlton Rohrer, Edward Goit, Richard Baer, and Lucy Massi- milian. My heart thumped with pride as I noticed that the Senior Class of 1939 was notably rep- resented in the world's metropolis, and prob- ably there were more who are not mentioned here. I registered at the new and exclusive Hotel Castella under the excellent management of Mary Certo. Her partners in this enterprise were Anna DeFranco, Lilla DiRuscio, Mary L. Critelli, and Iosephine Cirrito. From Iosephine I learned that Iimmy Cirrito had established a most up-to-date drug store. Since it was only a few doors away, I rushed out to see it. The goods were covered by a huge mirror upon 123 which was imprinted many beautiful scenes painted by the famous artists, Iune Campbell and Paul Iulian. Then, upon pressing a but- ton, the whole mirror slid up into some mys- terious opening and one saw the display of goods. It amazed me to see that everything was noiseless. Even the cash register was out of view, and a quiet thud informed me that my money was safely in Iim's hands, or shall I say, his vault. After a chat with Iimmy, I walked back to the hotel and went to my room. However, I found time heavy on my hands, so I opened a newspaper I had purchased to acquaint myself with goings on in the world's largest city. I saw that the firm of Fred Darby and Robert Bowie had taken over the Good- Fernuthin Company under the two unfor- tunate business men, Iack Routh and Howard Johnson. The silent partner, Virginia Mc- Dowell was to be married to Iohnson, and Routh had decided that marriage and business don't mix well-thus the sell-out. New firms had grown up, and chief among these was the Schulz Bookkeeping Machine Company-Leon- ard had taken in his friend Iames Sweeny, and stockholders included bookkeeping friends, Frank Spendio, Catherine Dattola, Douglas Bunsten, Lawrence Boland, and Helen Longo. Then there was the Frey Laundry Company. George had assumed the debts of the Walker Laundry, in Niagara Falls, and had established the firm in New York City on one of its busiest streets. At this time, however, a gnawing sensation in my stomach demanded attention. I dressed and took the elevator operated by Howard Baney. The menu card contained complete information as to the cafeteria staff. Olga Parenti was dietician, head chef was Iames Carbone, and his staff of renowned cooks famous for new concoctions of food were namely Charles Ambrosio, Anthony Onesi, Ercole Lumia, Ioseph Foti, and Mario Cortel- lini. With such a staff, I was not surprised that this hotel was famous as being the origina- tor of new and tasty dishes. For several days I amused myself by explor- ing the city for I intended to make the most of my stay. Then came an announcement in the newspaper that a special European artist was coming to the Metropolitan Opera House to 124 make her debut, therefore I purchased a ticket for this grand occasion. On the eve of the great performance a slight misfortune occurred and I arrived at the opera exactly a half hour late. Iust as I entered, I heard a soprano voice strike the high C note. and saw on the stage Mary Melissa Leighton. The song, strangely enough, was, I Need Sympathy. Hm, she needed plenty at that, I thought, so I sat down. While Mary dis- played her talents, I turned to examine those around me. I gasped as I recognized familiar friends, Mary Benner, Mary Benbow, Edith Coyle, Lenora DiMeo, Caroline Field, Ioan Foggia, Ruth Hammond, and Betty Wilson. Among the escorts I noticed Robert Gormley, Anthony Hartley, Ernest Iuele, Iohn Iacoby, and others whose names I fail to recall at the moment. After a thunderous burst of applause, I leaned forward eagerly because the famous dance team consisting of Helen Whitman and Emilio Settime performing the dance entitled The Tangled Web, composed by that genius of rhythm, Angelo Pelligrini. To my surprise, I saw a confusing mass of legs, arms, and flimsy costume appear on the stage. From this jumble, up popped Helen's head, followed closely by Emilio's. This, I mentally con- cluded, was the Tangled Web, though hardly worthy of being called a dance. However, lacking artistic taste, I saw the dance through. lust then Peter Marra waved his baton and a harmonious blend of delightful, soothing music permeated the huge auditorium. In the orches- tra, I saw many familiar faces--Angelo Cor- sini, Iames Coleman, Margaret Russell, Donald Gais, Annabelle Hill, Rita Greenwood, Anthony Mariano, and the world famous pianist, Dino Stathacos were among them. After a varied program, the curtain went down on the final act. That night back in the hotel I mentally rejoiced at the sight of my friends whom I had thought swallowed up in this world, but, I con- cluded, that they were perhaps just pursuing their chosen courses in life with great success. The following day, I boarded a plane for Miami Beach, Florida, and late in the after- noon a large crowd in the distance attracted my attention. I found a beauty contest going on, so I melted into the crowd to watch the beauties strut by. lust then a wave of oh's and ah's ran through the crowd as Ina Eng- lung came into view. I saw the judges' eyes widen, and from then on the contest was unin- teresting. Of course, Ina was chosen queen and won a screen test. I hurried back to the hotel, checked out, and hired a plane for Hol- lywood, determined to see the result of my friend's good luck. In Hollywood, I found another colony of 39'rs. Sally D'Angelo was treasurer for the largest studio in Hollywood which was under the management of Peter Bertani, known for his excellent productions featuring former bur- lesque queens. I got in touch with Sally, my chum, and received a pass to attend the studio. A new picture was being filmed entitled The Gorge Route, based in a legend of Niagara. Starring in the film were Gertrude Focazio and Iohn Malcolm, while the supporting cast consisted of Catherine Mclntyre, Frank Thomp- son, Mary lean Allen, and Anne Foote. In the meantime I joined Sally and learned from her that Leo Marinello, Lucy Viscomi, Russell DeFranco, Mary Klauder, and Mary Schweitzer were making names for themselves on the stage. Priscilla Stimson was now a world- renowned ice skating star and held many skat- CLASS In September 1936, the portals of the Niagara Falls High School were once again assailed by a group of bewildered, self-conscious fresh- men. That registration day was similar to every preceeding one: the tables in the gym backed by the many unfamiliar faces of teach- ers presented a formidable picture to even the most courageous of us. After the 553 of us had spent one whole day registering, classes formally began. General confusion reigned for several weeks until we gradually became accustomed to the hustle and bustle of such a big institution. As time went on however we began to realize our importance in the world and, in fact, after Wing Collar Day, in which we showed our fine qualities, we even dared to call ourselves sophomores. As our class officers we selected, Iames Sheers, Wil- liam Weslar, Mary Schweitzer, and Leo Mar- inello. June Regents proved to be our next ing titles while George Lumsden had gained the title Hollywood's Clown and was to be starred in The Cracked Head with Newman Ladabouche, possible aspirant to the afore- mentioned title. Samuel Elmassian was dean of the University of California and Nerses Kir- korian and lack lewett were famous profes- sors in it. Gertrude Damm and Eleanor Horns- by had won great distinction as noted literary critics. The clerk at the hotel informed me that an important message awaited me. True enough. Casimer had decided to marry Frances, and I was to take over the office. Gloom settled down on my soul as I realized that my vaca- tion was literally cut in half and I had not had even a chance to see any other bright spots that I had determined to visit. I regretted deeply that I could not spend any more time in hunting up old friends and renewing ac- quaintances so I sped away to resume my daily office routine once again. However, I was extremely glad for the friendships I had renewed and looked forward with great en- thusiasm to the time that I might again be privileged to see them. Iulia Forcucci, Class Prophet. HISTORY hurdle but we surmounted this barrier, as we had the others, by our ever-strengthening will. When we returned the next year, our enroll- ment had increased to 649 due to new stu- dents entering from the High School section of Trott. We, as juniors proved to be one of the most outstanding classes in the history of the Niagara Falls High School because for the first time, the junior class organized in the fall of the year. Under the capable leadership of the class officers of a year's standing and two newly elected officers, Thelma Douglas and Fred Winker, a collection of three plays was pre- sented with unusual success. Besides becom- ing distinguished by this, the frist major under- taking of the junior class, we became promi- nent in social activities, organizations and sports. The honor roll contained the names of several of our number. 125 On Wing Collar Day we donned the color of red, traditional of the junior class and pro- ceeded to worry the freshmen as we had been worried the year before. During the remainder of the year many long hours of hard work was the order of the day yet we found ample time for recreation and levity, a part of which was spent in practicing the airs which we intended to put on when we reached the senior year. Iune Regents again confronted us but these we overcame easily losing only a few of our members in the process. Finally our time came. We returned to school in September as full-fledged seniors. The name sounded wonderful, but after a few months we came to the conclusion that we weren't much different from the other students with whom we daily associated. Our number had decreased to 558 but those of us who re- mained managed by hard work and careful attention to get through the first term and Ianu- ary Regents and prepared ourselves for the remaining half of the last chapter of high school life. As a senior class we organized on February 16 to elect class officers. We chose the follow- ing as our representatives: President ..... - ...................... - ........ Richard Haas Vice President .............................. Olga Parenti Secretary .................................... Sally D'Angelo Treasurer ................. - .................... Harry Barrett Mr. Bedford was chosen to be our class adviser. At our next meeting we elected class night officers: Statistician .......................................... lack Iewett Testator ..- ...... - .............. ..- ....... -Sam Elmassian Mantle Orator .................. Frank Thompson Prophet ............................................. Iulia Forcucci Historian .............................. Lowell Cumming In a following meeting we selected cerise CLASS S The great and mighty Senior Class of 1939 elected me class statistician with the hope that my mathematical mind is developed at least to the extent of adding 6 and 6 and getting 13. I believe that I am capable of solving an arith- metical problem of this degree of difficulty, 126 and white as colors. At a later meeting the following was selected as the class motto, Education is capital in- vested for the future. As class flower, we chose the gardenia. Our next big event was the Senior Play.. Under the capable direction of Mrs. Theile, we presented Seventeen by Booth Tarkington. A full house enjoyed a most interesting and humorous performance. The yearbook this year, based entirely on new lines, is another of the outstanding achievements of our class. The unceasing efforts of Mr. Baxter and the Niagarian staff have made possible the fine publication which will aid us in later years in recalling those happy hours spents in our alma mater. As a result of competition in which the entire senior class was privileged to enter, Betty Furry was selected as class poet and the song written by Dorothy Warthen was chosen as the class song. Various committees were appointed who worked in cooperation with the class president and adviser to make our class night and grad- uation one of the best in the history of the school. And so Class Night and Commencement close our years of study in the Niagara Falls High School. However, as the word com- mencement implies, we are just beginning the long journey of life. Without the guidance and training which have been bestowed upon us and without the character which has been developed in us, many of our number would have fallen by the wayside. However, during the past three years, a firm foundation has been established upon which each may build his future. The memories of the happy days we have spent in our beloved alma mater, Niagara Falls High School, will always be sacred to us. TATISTICS and I assure the reader that all mathematical work involved in the following report has been done to the nth degree of precision. By careful counting each name on the senior and junior candidate lists, I discovered that the number of seniors was 550, of whom 333 are girls and 217 are boys. This class, the fifty- first to graduate since the founding of the Niag- ara Falls High School, is slightly larger than the average. In endeavoring to determine how long a line would be formed by all the seniors names written in long hand end to end, I have completely redecorated the walls of my bedroom. It seems to be the fad, any- way, to have names written in various places, such as on one's jacket, shoes, or elsewhere. By measuring the somewhat straight lines of names with a six inch ruler, it was discovered that the total length was 84.6015 feet. Now please do not say, So What! This is a very valuable bit of information. Do you know that we seniors have con- sumed 16,5l3 book covers since our entrance to this school three years ago? These covers must have cost the Board of Education a sweet sum, but think of all the fun the seniors had scribbling on them and tearing them apart piece by piece. While on the subject of money sums, I figured very carefully the amount spent in buying the members of the class new shoes, which have been wom out in trooping about the school. The total amount in the past three years would be enough to buy the president of the student council and the president of the senior class each a new car. Since trips to Crystal Beach and Greenwald's hamburg fac- tory are necessary for these officers to fill their positions properly, it would be very ad- vantageous to them if they each had his own car. May I suggest that next year's senior class make arrangements to purchase twith your good-looks, if necessaryl a car for each of these officers. Have any of you noticed a quiet little group of fellows gathered in front of the office be- tween periods? Well, whether you have or haven't, I have a few statistics, relative to this group, to present to you. Of the approximate 27 members who put in an appearance some- time during the day at this meeting place, 22 are seniors. Now, each member of the we- like-to-kill-time-club really deserves a great deal of credit for his attitude of minding his own business with occasional comments on the passing beauties and the factors contribut- ing to such beauty. These convocations, last- ing from three to four minutes of the five minute recess, offer much relaxation to the tired mind of the overburdened student-and the time consumed amounts to only two hours of the students' time per week. Do you know how many of the names of seniors have been inscribed on tperhaps in would be more appropriatel the property of the Niagara Falls High School? Through various investigations by the statistics depart- ment, it has been found that a total of 399,191 Iohn Hancocks have been delicately carved on the desk tops, scraped on thelockers, or scribbled on Mr. Strough's desk when he isn't looking. The number of senior names added to the lovable blackbooks in the office during the past year would not be appropriate to mention at the present time. It is customary for superiors to set good examples for the less experienced-or is it? The members of the senior class have done this in that they have not placed one single wad of gum CFrau1ein Baader: cow-gumme l under the desk tops in the past year. Whether the sophomores and juniors have followed the good example of the seniors or not, is the ques- tion and a question not very hard to answer. They believe in plastering each desk with a dozen wads per week, because they appreciate the service of Iohn Gombert and his cohorts and wish to repay the force with a sufficient supply of secondhand chewing gum. In computing the number of hours spent by each senior in study during the past year, I discovered that the average hours per day amounted to the extraordinary time of .56340- UKID. That fact supports the old maxim: Don't let studying interfere with your educa- tion. On the other hand, did the reader CI have a faint hope that somebody is still plow- ing through this hash l ever consider the many hours our teachers have devoted to us. My statistical machinery broke down in an effort to compute so large a figure especially with the amount of time spent by one or two teachers with instruction and helpful advice so kindly given before or after school. I know you must be quite sleepy by now: so in conclusion I suggest that any verification of figures may be had or any complaints will be gladly received by calling 191 and asking for a flat-foot-floogy. lack Iewett, Class Statistician. 127 LCDBBY EXHIBIT 'V il A 5,541 :lr .Ji lx? , , ,-Milf I .- 1 T ff f I ws fl E Q34 , a .gi 5 if 31 2. 3 -' A . fx? ,-'M AVI. 'f - I f' 4 4W,Y,. ,,. E ,gh ,A L: ,ffff'., ' I TABS, . - I ,253 I 'f,.,.f X ,Q f A W , 6 T ' 3 .v , Ak L .I H ,.. A rr , K- . 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Lcrlly NIAG-ARIAN SALESMEN To the homeroom representatives listed below, is due much of the credit for the Niagarian sales record established this year Alderson, Muriel Boos, Beverly Cardone, Antoinette Carr, Patricia Coates, Florice Collins, Catherine Conjerti, Sam Connolly, Marion Cutini, Amalia DiRuscio, Linda Edwards, Betty Fairchild, Edward Frost, Douglas Gillon, Dorreen Gray, William Hartwig, Shirley Hartwig, William Hosie, Kenneth Iames, Rita Jordan, Ioy Iulian, Paul Koban, Ruth LoTempio, lean Lunken, Isadore MacGi1livray, Isobel Marra, Francesco McCarthy, Iames McCollum, Scott Moran, Margaret Mussolino, Hose O'Leary, Agnes Palumbo, Frank Patty, Frank Petreshin, Stella Perricelli, Michael Perry, Richard Perry, Robert Porosian, Rose Ruggiero, Angeline Sliker, Harold Smith, Robert Stephenson, Effie Sterzelbach, Irwin Tokarska, Lenore Traub, Elliott Traub, Leonard Tymczak, Genevieve Wackett, Gordon Walker, Muriel Wallace, Barbara Whittaker, Helen Wilson, Woodrow ORDER OF GREGG ARTISTS This certificate is awarded by the Gregg Shorthand publishers to those students who pass a test given by the company to deter- mine proficiency in shorthand writing. 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