Norton High School - Sojourn Yearbook (Norton, MA)

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NORTON HIGH SCHOOL YEARBOOK CLASS OF 1937 financially. As a token of thanks, the class presented Mr. Gardner with a book titled, Reminiscences of an American Scholar. Now that the Senior Play was out of the way, the quilt was started. The design was that of a sunflower, consisting of green and yellow petals, with brown for the center. On each petal was embroidered a name of a purchaser of a ticket. The quilt was displayed in the French room the night of the exhibition at which time the lucky ticket was drawn. Mrs. Niomi Tingley of Rehoboth was the winner. Then the class sponsored a food sale, and Mr. E. K. Scou ten, pastor of the Chartley Methodist Church, generously consented to let us have the use of that church for the sale. After the money made from this was added to the treasury, we had a large fund for our trip. Now the most thrilling event of the year, the never-to-be forgotten trip to Wash- ington, D. C. The class left Fox Point Wharf, Providence, R. I., aboard the S. S. Lowell. We were a happy-looking group for our dream of going to the capitol of the United States had really come true. The group remained happy until we reached Point Judith, there most of us suffered from the effects of sea-sickness. We arrived in New York Tuesday morning. We then were transferred from the pier to the Pennsylvania station in a special bus. We arrived in Washington at noon time, and were escorted to Hotel Lafayette in a sight-seeing bus. After luncheon we visited the following places with an experienced lecturer to explain the points of interest: The city of Washington, Arlington Cemetery, Alexandria, and Mount Vernon. The group returned to the hotel for dinner. There was no tour planned for Tuesday night so most of the class went to the moving pictures or to some other place of amusement. Wednesday morning we went to the following public buildings: Bureau of Engraving and Printing, the White House, Old and New National Museums, and the Linked States Capitol. The bus brought us back to the hotel for luncheon, and in the afternoon we visited the Franciscan Monastery, Shrine of the Immaculate Conception, U. S. Soliders ' Home, Zoological Park, and the Washington Cathedral. This evening was also free, but each of us enjoyed it immensely. We think that it is worthy to note that the class contributed enough money to subscribe to the magazine which the Washington Cathedral publishes. Thursday morning we had until noon to purchase post-cards and souvenirs. Im- mediately after this we left the hotel, and went to the Union Station to board the New York train. The chaperons on this trip were: Mr. Yelle, Miss Hey, Miss Biscoe and Miss Burke. We arrived home Friday morning where joyful and amusing stories were told of our many interesting experiences. The last part of our journey had come, and the students who were assigned the following graduation parts must start working on them. They were the following: Ivy Henson, Address of Welcome; Original Essays by Jack Schurman, Irene LaPlante, Celia Van Hoesen, and Dorothy Ward. These four were chosen because of their scholas- tic standing. Class Prophecy, Anna Bartley; Class History, Ruth Simmons; Class Will, Thelma Smith and Class Poem, Quinlan Regan. Page Seven

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NORTON HIGH SCHOOL YEARBOOK CLASS OF 1937 Our social event this year was a Valentine Dance which was given by the Freshman and Junior classes. Bing Burden ' s orchestra furnished the music throughout the evening. This dance was a financial as well as social success. This year a member of our class had the honor of winning the prize given for the most attractive typewriting project. The prize, a Gregg Shorthand Dictionary, was awarded to Miss Bervinda Fernandes. We came to the end of our Junior year with many regrets, but we looked forward to the most eventful year of our high school journey. OUR SENIOR YEAR It was with joy and sorrow that we entered upon our Senior year — the last of four happy years full of accomplishment and consequence. To some of us this was our last opportunity to better our education, while others are planning to go to business colleges and preparatory schools. To lead us safely through thick and thin, we elected the following students for our class officers: Ivy Henson, President; Anna Bartley, Vice-President; Celia Van Hoesen, Secretary; Bervinda Fernandes, Treasurer; and Miss Hey again was elected our faculty adviser. In the fall of this past year, several members of the class thought that it would be a pleasant and educational trip if we were to go to Washington, D. C. in the spring. It was mentioned at a class meeting, and all were in favor of it. Of course, this meant that each and every one of us must co-operate with one another in order to secure sufficient funds to provide for this trip. First on our school calendar was scheduled a Harvest Supper. We are happy to say that most of the food was donated to the class, therefore, a good sum of money was added to the class treasury. We would also like to add that if it hadn ' t been for several mothers of the seniors, this would not have been as great a success. Next came the most looked for event of any class, the Senior Play. We decided on presenting Apple Blossom Time, and we believe, without doubt, that everyone will agree that it was a wise choice. After the play had been chosen, Mr. Gardner, Miss Hey, and Mrs. Findlater held try-outs. The characters were as follows: Bob Matthews, an unwilling visitor at the crossroads, Irvin Fuller;. Charlie Lawrence, his go-getter friend, Norman Annis; Spud McClosky, direct from Sunshine Alley, Quinlan Regan; Mickey Maguire, also from Sunshine Alley, Charles Barrowclough ; Cal Pickens, the village constable, Jack Schurman; Betty Ann Stewart, a human, little whirlwind, Anna Bartley; Nancy Prescott, a pretty neighbor, Ruth Simmons; Loretta Harris, the prettiest girl in the village, Thelma Smith; Polly Biddle, caretaker of Tad Forrest ' s home, Celia Van Hoesen; Malvina Kurtz, whose ambition is to have a beau, Ivy Henson; Mrs. Forrest, the haughty sister-in-law of Tad Forrest, Angellina Cabral; and Annabel Spriggins, the village old maid, Amelia Crowshaw. Though it took many long weeks of practice, it gave a great number of people a good laugh, and none of us regretted the time devoted to it so that it might be a success. We were sorry that Mr. Gardner, the coach, was unable to be present at this performance, because it was only through his efforts that this play was a success socially as well as Page Six

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NORTON HIGH SCHOOL YEARBOOK CLASS OF 1937 Thus it is that the Class of 1937 shall always be guided by its splendid motto — Work Conquers All. RUTH SIMMONS, ' 37. CLASS PROPHECY I am actually working in a newspaper office, none other than The New York Times. I have been performing minor assignments now for about two whole months. To say I was getting discouraged and desperate would be putting it mildly. Then, this morning, I was summoned into the office of the editor. I entered with a heavy heart, I knew what this interview was going to mean to me. I was going to be told in no delicate way that I was fired. I approached the desk cautionsly and deliberately; the editor looked up hastily as I neared. Bartley, he said, (he certainly was hard-boiled) I ' m going to give you a break. Yeah, I answered breathlessly. Yeah, was the sarcastic reply. I want you to interview Norman Annis, but then, I don ' t suppose you ' d know a famous man. Well, I replied haughtily, (my Irish temper was rising) I happened to be one of that boy ' s high school classmates. He smiled sympathetically, but said that I was not to go into details about Norman as a high school boy but to go out and get that story on his accomplishments now. Just as I was to make my exit, he called back. Make a good job of it, and I might grant you the assignment interviewing the President. Very much elated, and in the most buoyant of moods I left for the magnificent domicile of Norman Annis. It was not so much the fame that had accompanied him that made me pleased with this assignment but the fact that I had been one of his classmates. I was nervous and shaking, sort of apprehensive, as I approached the door of his elegant apartment. I was comforted somewhat, when a man, tall and stately, admitted me. I wondered if I had entered the governor ' s apartment by mistake. But lo! an unforgettable smile, and I instantly recognized the dazzling teeth of Norman. I wondered why he did not become an advertisement for some toothpaste company. Soon, however, we were chat- ting and talking about our school days and the good times we had had. He informed me that he had just returned from India. He was going to the tenth anniversary of our class, to be held in the Copley Plaza. He tried to persuade me to go along, but I informed him, in a dignified manner, (the best I could muster) that I was a newspaper reporter with quite a future ahead of me, and that my big chance was coming that evening, when I was to interview Myron T. Briggs, President of the United States. He promised to relate his experiences of the evening and to tell me in what occupations my classmates were now engaged. You may be sure that I ventured not far from the telephone all the next day. Waiting in breathless anticipation for a happening almost as great as the World War, to me (or should I say the memorial day parades in Norton) . At last, the ' phone rang shrilly. I ran with the grace of a Jessie Owens, slipped on the carpet, and almost broke my neck in my haste. What did it matter if I did break a neck as long as I found out the information I had been anxiously awaiting. It was Norman. I shall try to repeat to the best of my ability our telephone conversation. Page Eight