Penn Yann Academy - Key Yearbook (Penn Yan, NY)

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3 The Pennsylvania Yankee ' Hughes, Swarthout, Coutts, Patrick and Taylor. At our first meeting we elected Edgar Bingham, Pres- ident, Geraldine Beach, Vice- President 5 Mary Mitchell, Sec- retary, and Ralph Platman, Treasurer. The Senior play, Only 38,' was the climax of all the suc- cess which has come this year to Class 1926. In only two short weeks, a cast of remark- able dramatic ability present- ed the play on November 26, at Sampson's Theatre, before an enthusiastic and responsive audience. Our success was due largely to the untiring ef- forts of Miss Kelly. The faith- ful cast and the chorus did their best, as also the members of the various committees. The personnel included Ed- ward Pond, who played the part of Professor Giddingsg Ralph Platman as Mr. San- born, Mary Mitchell as Mrs. Stanley, a minister's widowg and Geraldine Beach and Ed- gar Bingham as the children of Mrs. Stanley. Bernard Sherman as Sid Johnson and Clele Swarthout as Mary Had- ley and showed fine acting ability, while Catherine Grid- ley and Iva Conley as the busy neighbors did equally well. In the chorus were Gertrude Yarnell, Frances Robeson, 7 Constance Robson, Mildred Rolfe, Helen Geer, Mary Es- kildsen, Genevieve Carroll, Florence Butters and Helen Christensen. Among the boys in the chorus were James and Francis Townsend, Mal- colm Lerch, Harry Curtis, Waldron Spear and David J en- sen. 2 We cleared almost two hun- dred and fifty dollars as a re- ward for our effort. It seems a sadder time than we expected. The world out- side is cold. We know not what to expect from its bleak, bare atmosphere. ' 'fLeaves are sear, And flowers are dead, and fields are drear, And streams are wild, and skies are bleak, And white with snow each mountain's peak, When Winter rules the year. But we must never forget that tomorrow we will all en- ter into a renewal of life in a glad, bright, glorious new Springtime - Freshmen in Life's School-as green and fresh again as we put forth our new shoots, as ever we seemed at school. We may be hazed by the world just as un- mercifully as ever a Sopho- more dared, but we know it will prove the value of our training and to give us a , , 431191 verb' W uGrj Leai pa For H2 And gr in 'D 'ra This po But mf lea l t A116 sl But u We ff Plea S- Ano 'Tha ll- A He t

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' The Pennsylvania Yankee - 9 chance to demonstrate how very much we are alive. We must not, like children, Grieve as if for aye Leaves, flowers and buds were past away, ' For buds and Howers will again be seen, And hills be gay and fields be us away. And so we go forth, robed in the snowy emblem of our purification, no longer green, nor red, nor even blue, 'Tor the last year satisfying, Must all shadows safely blow, Senior life is purifying, And we pass-as white as Frank B. Peterson. gyggnf' SI1OWlH in the Springtime beckoning Class Poem :s 'll 'I llll ml Ill ull lllltl-III ll-I-Milli!! This class '26 thinks 'I am a poet, ' But I very much fear they're mistaken. ' I can't write very well and I read a lot worse, And so, you all see, I'm a shakin'. But we're glad you are with us on this, our class day, We rejoice to see all of you folks. - Please listen a little to what I shall, say, And laugh some--don't scowl -at my jokes. I The first on our list is Mr. De- Melt, A friend of allthose who are here. A He has helped us throughout the four years in this school, And, for him, we should give a big cheer. To the next one i'n line, our Prof. Mr. C., I With the problems perplexing we flew. We've marveled indeed that such a small head Could carry quite all that he , knew. A The faculty, also, must not be o'er looked 3 They have taught us with les- sons and smiles. Though you travel the map north, south, east or west, You can't find their equal for miles. The first of our class is Gene- vieve Carroll, Our valedictorian is she.