Providence Technical High School - Review Yearbook (Providence, RI)

Text from Pages 1 - 124 of the 1930 volume:

As AN EXPRESSION OF OUR APPRECIATION OF IIIS MANY YEARS OF DEVOTED SERVICE TO TeCII, AND OF IIIS PATIENT AND EARNEST EFFORTS IN GUIDING OUR CLASS TOWARD HAPPINESS AND SUCCESS, WE, TIIE GRADUATES OF JANUARY, 1930, RESPECTFULLY DEDICATE THIS ISSUE OF THE TECH REVIEW TO OUR ESTEEMED TEACHER AND FRIEND--- MR. FRANKLIN R. CUSHMAN THE TECH REVIEW HOARD Front Row, Left to Right: Kathleen Kelley, .Muriel .Smira, Elna Hlomquist. Irma Russln, Helen Kinneeom, Ruth Xodine. Marion Draper, Ruth Hilton. Mildred Peirce. Second Row: Gladys Downey, Louise Abom, Dorothy Peden, Ruth Drew. Margaret Hawkins. Florence Orleck. Frances Smira Esther Devine, Gertrude McGlllicuddy. Third Row: Merrill Faxon. Joseph Ernstof, Rosario Di Matteo, Charles Whitaker, Mr. Hailey. Mr. Brown. Harold Adel- berg, William Sanford. Kenneth Godfrey. Theodore Baldwin. Morton Arnold. Jhe Jech Review Editor.in-Chief HELEN E. KINNECOM, ’30 Business Manager RUTH E. NODINE, ’30 Assistant Business Manager MARION V. DRAPER, ’30 Advertising Manager IRMA P. RUSSIN, 30 Photographic Department MILDRED G. PEIRCE, 30 RUTH G. HILTON, 31 Art Editor CHARLES F. WHITAKER, '30 Assistant Art Editor HAROLD ADELBERG, '30 Exchange Editor MURIEL H. SMIRA, '30 Club Notes Editor MARGARET P. HAWKINS, ’30 Joke Editor ELNA V. BLOMQUIST, '30 Athletic Editors ELNA V. BLOMQUIST, 30 MORTON N. ARNOLD. ’30 Literary Department THEODORE (i. BALDWIN, ’31 KENNETH L. GODFREY, ’30 ESTHER L. DEVINE, ’30 MARGARET P. HAWKINS, ’30 MERRILL S. FAXON, ’30 HELEN E. KINNECOM. ’30 MURIEL H. SMIRA, 30 Business Department LOUISE A BORN, ’31 ROSARIO DI MATTEO, ’31 GLADYS M. DOWNEY, ’31 MARION V. DRAPER, ’30 RUTH M. DREW, ’30 MARGARET P. HAWKINS. ’30 RUTH G. HILTON, ’31 KATHLEEN M. KELLEY. ’30 GERTRUDE McGILLlCUDDY, ’32 RUTH E. NODINE, ’30 ESTHER L. DEVINE, ’30 FLORENCE ORLECK, ’30 DOROTHY C. PEDEN, ’30 IRMA P. RUSSIN, ’30 WILLIAM A. SANDFORD, ’30 FRANCES B. SMIRA, ’32 MURIEL H. SMIRA, ’30 Faculty Members EDWARD C. BROWN RICHARD E. BAILEY HONOR SOCIKTY Front Row (left to right): William Sandford, Killian Jacobs. Katherine McCarthy. Joseph Scowcroft. Doris Alarie. Sonia Rob- inson. George Cunha. Second Row: Phillip Pitassi, I .on is Rezepter. Thelma Berren. Kina Blomquist. Ruth Nodine. Muriel Smira. Emerette Bar- den. Joseph Pignatelli, Ralph Schaubhut. Third Row: E. Stanton Osier, Arthur Chandler, Abraham Impagliazzo, James Malcolm. Adriance Platt. Joseph O'Beirne, George Fisk. Kenneth Godfrey. Amando Spadetti, Marvin Cornell. STUDENTS ADMITTED TO Civile SUfode Salauft Sjnttor ncirtii of 2}eclntical ffijiylt Srltmil CLASS OF JANUARY, 1930 HARDEN, EMERETTE W. NODINE, RUTH E. RLOMQUIST, ELNA V. O’BEIRNE, JOSEPH E. CORNELL, MARVIN R. PIGNATELLI, JOSEPH JACOBS, LILLIAN G. PITASSI, PHILIP J. McCarthy, Catherine t. PLATT ADRIANCE C. SANDFORD, WILLIAM A. CLASS OF JUNE. 1930 ALARIE, DORIS M. MALCOM, JAMES A. BERREN, THELMA E. OSLER, EDWIN S. CHANDLER, ARTHUR M. REZEPTER. LOUIS CUNHA, GEORGE M. ROBINSON, SONIA H. FISK. GEORGE T. SCHAUBHUT, RALPH G. GODFREY. KENNETH L. SCOWCROFT, JOSEPH F. IMPAGLIAZZO, ABRAHAM M. SMIRA. MURIEL H. SPADRTTI. ARMANDO () TIIK TECH REVIEW 1930 ERNEST AHNBERG It is rare that a student is found who keeps such an even temper and rating in studies as Ernest. I here is a certain subtle charm about him that expresses itself in the class- room as well as in other surroundings. A certain surety of purpose is his, and he .easily inspires confidence. He is the true kind of friend £nd works harmoniously with both teachers and classmates, as any written or unwritten record of his in l ech will show. Whatever path may be ahead of him, we can foresee Ernest following it to success in the way he has followed a similar path through 1 echnical. CHARLES BOURNE ALMY I his good-looking young man came to us two years ago from our old rival, Rogers High. Since then his lively per- sonality hai wop hiih many friends. He claims chemistry s-hw vorite stmjeet and.blqnde (? ) as his favorite color. Our student dances would not Ijfc the s'ame without his presence, for his suggestions are often the cause of much merriment. Charles expects to enter the School of Hard Knocks this coming term and we all know that whatever he undertakes he will make a success. S’long, Charles! ESTHER ALMY “Friends, Romans, countrymen; lend me your ears!” Here is one of our Drize packages; no less than our Esther. Esther may always be seen after school tearing wildly through the spacious halls of the Providence Public Library in search of excitement-rtowboys, Indians, bandits. Any- thing pertaining to the wild, Wooly West cannot fail to havens charms for f her. Esther’s idea of the opposite sex is that theyvirc beautiful dut dumb, unless—unless they wear irtiiforms! Jlfct’s a different story, eh, Esther? Esthers next Alma Mater will be R. I. S. D. and the best wishes of her cHtssmates go with her. 1930 THE TECH REVIEW LINDA MARGARET ANDERSON • | • 1 � «41 • Lindy, Lin Hay-hay! Here’s We”— Lindy” and her inseparable smile. They never part, and maybe that’s why she’s a fa- vorite everywhere she goes—or maybe it’s because of her brown eyes?—or that personality ? But likely it’s a com- bination of all three. , Lin’s” a star—especially in athlerieS -where she shines with such brilliancy, and vigor, and entlnd snn, that she guides her teammates on to victory. Home Room Representative, 3B; Alternate, Til; Lenders’ Corps, ’2fi. '27. '28. 29; Basketball, ’27. ‘28. '29; Captain. ‘28; Volleyball, ’27. '28. '29; Field Hockey. ’27. '28. ’29; Baseball. ’2fi, •27. '28. 29: Major T. ’29. GEORGE S. BANS George really needs no introduction; in fact, I should really introduce you to George. Everyone knows this smil- ing lad„ who is always in iheioffice—there, I knew you’d take it pfc wromw way yy gf tdpne anything—he only j i fliereT Gec is one oFflie best-natured boys in tne aass- amays willing to help everybody. What we are going tc d next year, without George, is more than I can foresec. yEven though we regret your leaving us, we find consolation in the fact, that in whatever your future path may be, you will be a shining light of success. EMERET I E WIGHTMAN BARDEN hmmy Forty-eight months ago, 1 ech opened its doors to admit the Honorable Freshmen, our “Emmy among them. She has made maijy friends since then. i Emmy” has also main- tained a higli scljplastic standing, as her Honor Society Pin signifies. Quief? Wefl, Any morning at 8:15, she and Kay”-c£an be seen walking through the third-floor corridor. Emmy” is never late. Some day, upon entering a business office, we may see, printed on the door, in gold letters, “Emerette W. Barden, Secretary.” Good luck, up � Lmmy. Glee Club, 27. 28: It. I. Honor Society. VINCENT BATTLE “Little Pal- hour short years ago this “frail underweight, ‘Little Pal,’ ” came to us from the Bridgham Grammar School. During his stay here with us he has accomplished many notable achievements, most of which were in the electrical line. Anytime “Little Pal” is wanted you are sure to find him over in P.A.-8, the l ech Electrical Laboratory, with “Vin” Gormley working on a new electron theory. On the football field he is known as Hash. After graduating our Vincent expects to go to the Gen- eral Electric Company at Schenectady to develop into prac- tical use some of these theories for our benefit. I'oolball, '27, '28, '29; Home Room Representative, 2A. 8 THE TEC II REVIEW 1980 JEANNE BERCOVITZ Hail to one of the sweetest members of our class. She looks quiet but never judge a book by its cover. I his say- ing applies to Jeanne. Behind those big, brown eyes there is fun and laughter. Although Jeanne is not athletically in- clined she is Ipstaunch supporter. She can seldom be seen without er m ji ble pal, “Carlie.” Outside interests have kept Jeanne from'VtWfiding our socials. We wonder what they are! ! ! In the nfture Jeanne may be seen teach- ing the A. B. C.’s to a class qf youngsters as she intends to enter Leslie’s in the fall. Good luckTol’ pal! ELNA VIOLA BLOMQUIST “El”, Blonkie” “ 1 he brightness of her cheek would shame those stars, s daylight doth a lamp.” Romeo might have been thinking of Elna as she dashes about our corridors in the bloom of good health and vital- ity that needs no cosmetics. Though we must crown her queen of our athletics, we shall never forget her outstanding good scholarship, nor her vivacious personality that made even the darkest hours when she was around, bright with the ljghtThat never fails. JLJL Hbnor Society; Vice President of Class. 1A; Basketball, •27; Captain. '27, ’2D; Field Hockey. '27, '28. '29; Cap- tain. ’27. •28N29; Volleyball. ’28. ’29; Captain. '28, 29; Baseball. '27. ’28, ’29; Captain. '29; Major “T.” ’29; Home Room Repre- sentative. 2A; Alternate, 3B, 3A; Social Committee, 3A, 1A; Le Circle Francais, '28; Tech Review Board, '28, ’29, ’30; Girls’ Athletic Editor; Joke Editor, '30. ANNA BORNSTEIN “Anne,” Honey” l ake a girl—give her two true-blue eyes, dark, curly hair, a demureness that no one else could possess, a per- sonality that lacks no charm, eight report cards which would makei any one envious, and a rippling laugh, so full of mirth, jjiat everyone’s cares are cast aside—and what have you ?- st‘‘ imi.” “Ann r archWizUfl rooter at every game. In fact, she’s always “rooting,” even in Nutrition! Being a business-like person, (i.e., with business-like “airs”), our “Annie” hopes to “go, see and conquer” the world. Best o’ luck. “Honey”! VICTOR ARTHUR BOULE This serious-minded youngster c ago from George J. West. Altho part ifKschool atWetics. he hasfcontri VictOT ]h studies. nr years ____ never taken I much, financially, satisfactory showing in his ath as his favorite subject. After graduation Victor will venture forth to win his spurs at R. I. State. So long, “Vic.” l ech wishes you luck. 1980 THE TECH REVIEW 9 LEILA WELLS BRIGGS 4«f ft Lee “Who’s wonderful, who’s marvelous?” No, it’s not M iss Annabelle Lee at all; it’s our own “Lee,” whose tr and mischievous brown eyes would put the origi- liss Annabelle to shame. The rest of Lee’s class- notice tq their sorfow that gentlemgii-we er prefer may be heard in every morning in controversy over this lat. Lee” rfiade hejJdtbnfTn the “Spanish Revue” along with a “g tf c baTlepo!” and using her own saying Be good!” AAi6$, Leila! Glee Club, '27, '28, '29. MAX EDWARD BROOMFIELD Here is Max, the life of the class. Max came to l ech two short years ago from Classical. He can be seen and heard in every classroom and especially in Mr. Hill’s chem- istry room. He claims that English is his favorite subject. Since his time is so occupied with the cavalry. Max has had very little time for athletics. Max intends to go to the New York Nautical School and in the future we shall expect to hear of Max as captain of a mighty schooner. ALBERT GEORGE BUSBY “Al ” “Buzz” Four short years ago this quiet, unassuming chap came to l ech from Oxford Street Grammar School. “Al,” due to outside activities, has not found time to participate in many sports, but has always contributed to their support and also to social functions. “Buzz” has a liking for the machine shop, as well as his academic subjects, and we may hear of him, in later years, as superintendent of some large factory. Good luck, “Al”! Football. '29. ROBERT ALFRED BYRNE Robert, otherwise known as “Bob,” came to I ech from Pawtuxet. “Bob” decided that he would like 1 ech better than any other high school. We have enjoyed having him in our wonderful class. Due to studying and outside activi- ties he was unable to participate in any school activity. You can always find “Bob” with Earl Clarence fooling around, as per usual. “Bob,” who'is tall and handsome, always had a weak spot for the weaker sex, of which he made many friends. Although “Bob is undecided as to his future he will always attain his popularity and success. 10 THE TECH REVIEW 1930 GEORGE This blushing yout bashful AIRO readers, U none other than our the cold vdhtfcLt f 1926, Bridgham seut. this ip aibuVscholar to further his g, helping-hand, together with Gramm education i«ech. his good-nature, has' ifeae him innumerable friends, among both the boys and girls. His weakness is chemistry, where he concocts solutions and compounds—and where he makes the fifth floor look like a foggy morning in London. Good luck to you, in your future at R. I. State. Inlcrclass Track, '26, '21, '28, '29; Leaders' Corps, '28, '29; Intcrclass Basketball, '26, '21, '28, '29. EDITH 1 his charmin winning persona life happie arms'-when sM ago. Since t at our social -and games. MARIE CAPOMACCHIO ther than our Edith, whose smile have helped to make received hof' with open nd a half st” has also has our heartiest won many friends of hot wishes for a happy future and we know she will succeed. Glee Club, '26, '21, '29. EDMUND EMILIO CASTAGNACCI ‘Cast Olneyville. knowledge. ) Edmund has can us from the wilds of much ability in acquiring [uently be found with his three and “Major,” and these four tir up plenty of commotion. He chemVJry as his favorite subjects. He is and we may soon hear him upholding the lussolini or some other subject of importance, enter R. I. State College in the fall, where he increase his knowledge in the chemistry field. We wish you luck, “Cast”! Soccer, '26, '21; French Club, '28, '29; Debating Class Team, '28; Dramatics, '29; Debating Society, '21, '28, '29; “The Man from Toronto, '29. CLAUDE CHADWICK Seriousness never enters this chap’s head. He is always good-natured, smiling, andkfull of fun. During his stay at l ech, Claude has made Wiany sincere friends. His favorite subject is keyboard harmony and he can usually be found in 5-5 trying some piece he has composed. Claude’s great weakness is pole-vaulting. He has spent many hours in practice at Roger Williams Park and made a fine showing in the 1929 track season. Claude is rather undecided as to his future although he is thinking strongly of becoming a civil engineer. Here’s wishing him the best of luck! Track, '21, 28, '29. 1930 THE TECH REVIEW 11 TERESA CIAMPORCERO Gaze at her and lo! her deep, brown eyes hold one spellbound for a second. Our pal was surely there when joy was being passed out for she is 3. bunch of joy. Her l ech spiritVis to be adrfiiw Pfov she has aided financially and irer.- ail ay odr games and socials. “ I essie” is a good sportful! of “pep.” and is always ready for fun. What would happen if “Tessie” couldn’t find her pal, Lucy, to tell the latest happenings to? “Tessie” has been silent as to her future, but a dependable girl such as she, does not know of the existence of the word, “fail.” EARL JOSEPH CLARENCE Well! Well! If it isn’t Earl! Here we have a good- natured chap, who, with his ready smile has made inimwter- able friends during his stay at Tech. He ievir seefris wor- ried about marks, but hA Always rpwlages to “make the grade.” He claim thXMiiXfovdrife subject is mathematics. EarKs hoblA appears to be the girls, but he’s a “regular fclftnw” aucntT t’i what really counts. He attends all the student'dances and socials and is certainly “some stepper.” Eafl -seems undecided as to his future, but we all wish him the best of luck. V ROSE CLEINMAN Gay and serious, independent yet gracious. This is our Rose. Her sweet smile and warm sincerity have contributed greatly in winning for her many' friends during her four years at I ech. Besides attending many of our social affairs she has also founcFtime for studying, as all her report cards indicate. Rose claims French as her favorite subject. After graduation we expect to sec Rose straining every effort to grasp the ways ,of k modern teacher at the Rhode Island FRED COLAGIOVANNI “Cal” Don t be misled, -folks, fonJfe is not a silent “Cal.” 1 here is no use of exploitingJus good qualities on this sheet for there would not be jnstcc enough in the whole review. Here is our future amb Iador to Spain—ask Mr. Collins— and heaven pity thetjenoritas. His success is already as- sured by hi Aar Mental victories over the “League of N at ions’ welts in I-I at 12:02. Although he would be a cridhjl an A profession law claims his interest at present, vars modMty does not let him brag about where he will go after graduation. V 12 THE TECH REVIEW 1930 MARVIN RANSOM CORNELL We can’t find the true) nature that is Whfcd this young man. He says he prefer mathema c -yet he aCes excellent work in all subjects. His conception of Burke and other gentlemen is not exactly complimentary, yet he complies with any assignment a $eicher might give. The prediction, we Vfcmember Erft the Pond Annex Age, that he would become horfored among students, has been fulfilled, yet, he acQui,res nis knowledge in lightning fashion. Obviously, he Wk person of action rather than words, yet again, he is one of me best debaters that I echnical has ever had. He is usually seen with Boule and in the future we expect to see them both at Kingston. Debating Society, '27, '28, '29; Inlcrclass Team, '27; 'Varsity Debating Team, '28, '29; R. I. Honor Society. FRED COSTELLO Here we have a friendly, popular fellow. During his first two years at l ech he represented us in track. Outside interests, however, claimed a good deal of his time there- after. Although he has very seldom carried a book out of school he has managed to get good marks in his studies. Shopwork is his favorite subject and a future in a military organization appeals to him. We feel sure that he will rise to the top in any work he chooses. GRACE GLADYS CRIPPS UT ' • 1 ISS Next on our program we will introduce “Tiss,” our “tres petite” miss with” her goocj disposition and cheery smile. When the 8:25 l elk rings “Tiss c u usually be seen dashing into thef Tlocker roon . ying, Gangway!” We have beenJScrtrf ears trying to puzzle out why she has never been late. Althougk_Tis$ ears no Honor Society Pin she has always managed roget by. Does “ 1 iss” like to dance? Our socials and student dances just couldn’t run if she was not present. The Rhode Island School of Design will be the next lucky school to claim her. Good luck, “Tiss”! Sketch Club, '29. Meet “L cam LESLIE E. CROSSLEY “Les” one of the quiet members of our class, who year ago, from to our neighbori n showed that he wa well in, his classes, ipating k trom par, ‘Les” is v “Les” is ui deci but the school for his prese igh. We are cer- for that kind act. the change, for he activities prevented ams, but nevertheless, members of the class, lege he intends to enter, es choose will certainly be the richer est of luck wherever you go, “Les.” 1080 THE TECH REVIEW 13 MARY CORINNE CROWELL To the little red schoolhouse, One Winter’s Day, Came Mary and a Boston Bag, And for four years did stay. We certainly are glad she stayed, because if she hadn’t we would be lacking a snappy number. Mary is ever popu- lar with her classmates and has taken an active part in socials and student dances. She can often be seen cheering up some downhearted friend with a good story or her win- ning smile. After graduation you may see Mary strutting around in a white cap and gown at some hospital and we wish her good luck. C cc Club, '27, '28, '29. EDMUND DANIEL CULLEN, JR. “Ed” Behold “Ed, our genial, all-round good fellow! He has been our friend and pal for four yearsi rtd has ob- tained the esteem of all his teach'ef 'Tie is a happy-go- lucky $muth whose main object seems to be. to make his own lije’ and the live§ oTothers, especially the girls, happy. EootbalLahd leaders’ corps are his specialties to say noth- ing of our student dances and socials. The best of luck, to you, Ed, and success in all your future undertakings. Leaders' Corps '26, '27; Football, '28. CHARLES MASON DANIELS It is hard, indeed, gentle reader, to portray the many virtues of this fair youth in the short space allotted us, but we wilLdo our btjl. Look closely on the right and see the Beau Although rather inclined to indiffereMtfc, Tvlason nas aerived vast enjoyment from the companionshi| ta fN the opposite sex. Student dances and socials have been has a most likeable disposition and is a cheerful companion. We can’t predict Mason’s future in the cold, cruel world, but we know success will smile upon him. Best wishes. Mason. Home Room Representative, 2B; Chairman Social Com- mittee, 4B. RALPH DANIELS “Riffy” Behold this champion of good fellows—Ralph, the right- hand man of the class. Since his entrance into the portals of l ech, four short years ago from Sackett Street Grammar School, he has won the friendship and esteem of his class- mates. “Riffy” is a fellow that never lets a thing interfere with his lunch period, and, like all the rest of the fellows of his build, is always happy-go-lucky. Ralph claims that chemistry is his favorite subject. He is undecided as to his future, but the best wishes of the class go with him. Tennis, '28, '29; Thrift Committee, President, '28. u THE TECH REVIEW 1930 CLINTON MOSS DAWSON “Clint” Around the corner comesore of Henry Ford’s early models. It skids ink A uflcing space, and from the driver’s seat descends our friend, “Clint.” I his little blonde is the world’s original “wise-cracker.” He always has some bright remark at the end of his tongue and is the origin of many hearty laughs. “Clint” says he has no favorite subject; he likes them all. Next fall he will probably stagger up the Hill, carrying the best wishes of a host of friends with him. EWART RAYMOND DAWSON After a sojourn at Summit Avenue Grammar School, Ewart came to Tedfcj bashful lad with a sunny smile and an excellent disposition. Since theit he has overcome his bashfulness Ewart is not very athletic, but he positively shines at our student dances. He has a fondness for Pawtucket which makes us a bit sus- picious! Ewart is one of those boys who will be remem- bered by everyone for his never-failing enthusiasm and good ARTHUR DE CESARE “Art” “Who’s the brown-eyed lad that is forever strutting down the corridors? Why, our friend, “Art.” “Art,” who is all fun and laughter, came to us from Esek Hopkins School. During his stay here, at l ech, “Art” has made many friends. He has also kept up his reputation in the band as a “sax” player. Believe it or not, “Art” sprained his arm. one day, carrying books home (?), while one of Art’s” weaknesses is the opposite sex. Now that his high schools dayk are over, “Art” expects to enter R. I. College of Pharmacy� Good luck to our future druggist! C ec VChib, ’27, 28; Debating Societp, '29; Thrift Club:29 Band, '29. HENRY GEORGE DEERING, JR. This dark-haired boy came to I echnical High School from Peace Street Grammar School four years ago. Henry has not gone out for any of the teams, but he has always helped financially. Aflk. )(as managed to attend the majority of sociajt sjhidytlro v women are his weakness. Henry is interested iH mechanical drawing, but he excels in textile designing. He expends to enter the New Bedford I extile School in the near future. We wish him luck. will. 1980 THE TECH REVIEW 15 FRED LOUIS DEL NERO “Major” Clear the corridor, stand back, for here comes the mighty “Major” who has taken l ech by storm the last four years. Fred is not only a gentleman and a scholar, but also an athlete as his records will show. Can “Major” argue? Hey! Hey! We invite you to 1-1 to hear his ponderous voice exploiting the Seven Wonders of the World, to his ever-gasping, awe-stricken audience. “Major” is also one of the original hour Florsemen, from the Lam-da-Nu So- ciety (League of Nations). Some higher institute of learn- ing will claim the “Major” next fall. Swimming; Basketball, '27, 28, 29. ERACLIO LOUIS DEL SESTO “Del” Ladies and gentlemen, allow us to introduce the second speaker on our ’Varsity Debating Team. “Del” may often be seen with “Gerry” and “Cast” at some social event, which would be incomplete without their presence, or walk- ing through the carridor arguing about some important ques- tion of the day. Mathematics and chemistry are Del’s” favorites. Although athletically inclined, “Del” has not found time to participate in sports, but has supported them earnestly. We expect to see “Del” entering Brown in the fall. Au revoir, “Del.” Debating Societ]), '27, '28, '29, '30; Treasurer, '27, '28; President, '29; 'Varsity Team, '29; Junior Team, 28; French Club, 28. ESTHER LOUISE DEVINE “Everyone loves you.” With her sweet, winning ways, Esther has shown to us the true depths and sincerity of Tfiendship. I he secret of her likeableness lies in her alnfity to' make yourdiief inter- ests her owrp-sShe is jf e of tKc of the SmmCdpraf. EstJjei flevcrness and ability are of her musical talent. She has athrricled all the socials and student dances, where she has been in great demand. Her plans for the future arc rather unsettled yet; however, we wish her success in what- ever profession or vocation she may choose. Tech Review Literary Board, '30; Lc Circle Frangaisc, '27, '28, '30; Senior Play, “The Man from Toronto ; 4A, Social Committee. EUGENE FRANCIS DEVINE. JR. “Micky” Eugene came from Oxford Street Grammar School four years ago to win his fann on the Tennis team and with the fellows of l ech. “Micky” has i o many of our socials because of outside intereiftsArbui Las atvyays contributed generously. Eugene exceis A Jectricity and we expect to see him in the near future with sotne big electrical firm. We wish you luck, “Mickey.” Tech Tennis Team, '28, '29; Class Basketball, '28, '29. 1( THE TECH REVIEW 1930 VINCENT DIMASE “Vin” “Boom! Bang! Crash! It’s not that with “Vin,” one of the quiet (?) members of Uie cla y W is usually seen strolling with “Art.” f Vin” achieves a high scholastic standing in mathcmati aj l civics his favorite subjects. “Vin” is a populallad flTh the fiddle, having always occu- pied either the first? ok- second chair in the school orchestra. Now that his high school days are complete, “Vin” intends to continue hisQeducation at a higher institution. We wish you ihd best tfrluck, “Vin.” Jwvt Ofchestra, '26, '27; C cc Club, '26, '27; Home Roomyntyrcsentativc, '26, '27; French Club, '28, '29; Clef CJjab, '27, '28; Vocational Orchestra, '27, '28, '29; Senior Orchestra, '27, '28, '29; Advanced Orchestra, '28, '29. LYMAN HAYDEN DO J eT JR. l our short years ago Lyman cajhe to l ech from Laurel Hill Avenue Graimx ff l|(mol, JT uring his stay here he has made iryany frierids. iisjEavorite subject is commercial drawint , )t7 which he plans to specialize after graduation. Althoughjfje did not participate in the school’s social affairs, he did talte part in athletics, being captain of the champion track and fencing teams of 1929. 1'he best of luck. Lyman. Tracl(, '27, '28, '29; Captain, '29; Fencing, '28, '29; Captain, '29. MARION VICTORIA DRAPER This neat, attractive and pleasant young miss is none other than our pal, Marion. Words cannot express the fine qualities which she possesses. During her sojourn at 1 ech, Marion has gained many friends. She is always ready and willing to ndp omc one solve their perplexing problem. Marionj fyis had her good tiijies in l ech, but she has also worked hard, as her report cards show. She has contributed liberally towards the different school activities. Marion is undecided as to her future, but will probably continue her education at R. I. S. C. next fall. Tech Review Board, '29, '30; Glee Club, '27; Le Cercle Franqais, '28, '29; Home Room Representative, '29, '30; Thrift Board, '28, '29. RUTH MIRIAM DRJEW Original and versatile—these Nv sds best describe our Ruth. A jovial disposition, adipir ble character, and high scholastic standing arc abaters. When you meet Ruth there is something ab t her that makes you want to know her better. D[ Some college wi|| claim Ruth in the fall, and Tech won’t be the same without her, for her sterling qualities have en- deared her to the hearts of many of the faculty and students. Debating Society, '27; Le Cercle Franqais, '28, '29; Swimming, '29; Home Room Representative, '28, '29. 1 930 THE TECH REVIEW 17 KNIGHT DUNKERLEY Surely, you have noticed this quiet, unassuming student hastening through the corridors ! Old I ech. Although Dunkcrlcy is quite reserve , he possesses a sterling character that wins the admiration and r pect of his classmates. His conscientiousness is'an asset, fot he cannot re;t content un- less he has mastered faigrsubjects. It is well to note that English is Dunkedjyl paramount subject. He has had very little time to, Jtupubrt athletics, although, when it comes to financial JljfocKing Ire has always been prompt. Dunkerly commands idur respect and we are sorry to sec him go. Good luck? Dunkerley, and may you succeed in your life’s work. GEORGE HENRY DURFEE Now wait a minute and I’ll 4� laU it to you.” If you hear this fromvthe third-floor 1 fauftt room. you will find Durfce trying to expound tM%mys� ries of phase angles, or Kirchoff’s Law to hi Vaide-Kick,” “Meadus.” During the four years that h« htr'been with us, he has made many friends, and i Smember of the Weird” gang, Durfce, Crossley and JCiimjall. Georgojs one of our expert mathematicians, besides beiirt£ arT ardent devotee of “Radio Lore.” In the near futgtaAve may hear of him as president of some large elec- tric Tl company. Good luck, George! Tcell Radio Club. '27, '28, '29; Vice President, '28; President, '29. DANIEL WILLIAM EARLE Dan I o look at Dan” one would think he was a quiet lad, but looks arc deceiving, for he V one of the liveliest boys in the class. “Dan” strolled in poh Classical and since has made many friends by his ready ntnapr. Even mornings after the night before (?) ‘jDan” bdyalways managed to be prepared in his subjectp H claims chemistry as his favorite pastimd, but hMnly oom ve see him rushing to is the lunch rooVm We kk ou, “Dan,” is this a major? Dan” expects to mtinu on hi way to knowledge at Brown. Engineering wily be under the command of our Dan. Heartiest wishe for success, “Dan,” ole man. GEORGE EVERETT ERNST «p tt Lvey Evey” is known among us as a quiet, shy lad who has seldom participated in any of our social affairs but who, in an unassumed way, has earned the esteem of his classmates. His favorite subject is mechanical drawing, in which he excels. His favorite sport is track, to which he contributed a great deal last spring. Where Evey” will next turn his hand we do not know, but we may expect to see him at the head of some drafting room. May the best of luck go with � P you, Lvey. Track, '27, '28, '29; Indoor Tracl(, '27, '28. 18 THE TECH REVIEW 1980 MARY ELIZABETH FALLOWS I will now introduce Mary. She is one of the more stu- dious type although she never neglects socials and games. Mary is well liked by her classmates, and has served on some of our committees. She has made many friends among the teachers as well as the students. Our athletic events would hardly be complete without her presence and cheers. After graduation she will enter R. I. C. E. and we hope she is successful. Good luck, Mary! French Club, '28, '29; 3A Social Committee. MERRILL SCOTT FAXON “Scottie” Next on our program is Merrill, better known as “Scottie.” “Scottie” may be seen almost any time of the day with his inseparable pal, “AC Merrill hasn’t gone out for athletics but has done J� is part financially.) When student dances and socials come around “Scottie” can be depended upon to make his appearance. Merrill claims architectural drafting to be his favorite subject (to say nothing of study periods and lunch.) He hasn’t let anyone in on the secret of his future, but we may expect to hear of him designing some of our coming skyscrapers. VERNON FERRARA “Tut” I o “ Tut” belong the laurels of Chairman of the Social Committee of our class. His cheerful disposition is one of the secrets of his overwhelming popularity. Our student dances and socials wouldn’t be complete without his re- freshing enthusiasm. His sterling character and remarkable personality has won for him the esteem and friendship jtd the whole class. “ I ut” hopes to enter College next fall and the best wishes of the class go with you, “Tut,”’old- timer. Chairman Social Committee, '29; Home Room Repre- sentative, 2D, 2A, 3A, 4B, 4A; Swimming Team, '26, ’27, '28; Cheer Leader, '29; Debating Society, '29; President Swimming Club, '29; Student Dance Committee, '29; 7 cch Review Board, '29. ALBERT HAROLD FERRI (S “Al” I his handsome g itleman. folks, is our “Al,” who has won many friends., through his pleasing disposition and cheerful smije. Aj, may be seen tramping the corridors with his inseparable pal, Merrill. He claims me hai ic|il drawing to be his favorite subject, so we may sopiChear of “Ferri’s Fan-Motor Engines.” 1 his jovial ’lad also excels on the track squad, where he burns up tReNcinder pem as he helps carry l ech to victory. “Al” nwer -cared much for the “weaker sex” but we know he Will overcome his bashfulness when he enters the social world. Good luck, Al.” Track. '29. 1930 THE TECH REVIEW 19 ANTHONY J. FORNARO “Stone” - “Don’t rush, girls; one at a time ” That isn’t John Gilbert; that’s “Stone ForjiBfa orfny way to a student dance. I hat flashy tie .thtftMfiakes ypur eyes blink is one of those plain, ordiita cravats that Mr. Fornaro is in the habit of wearing. Along, with hi social popularity and snappy dress “Slone” 'hasH fiMne mainstay on the pitch- ing staff of the basebaUYeam for the last two seasons, and has also shown a good record in cross-country. Graduation sends “Stone” into the professional world to become the master of prosthetic dentistry. Good-bye and good luck, “Stone”; your pals will miss you. Baseball. '26, '27, '28, '29; Cross-country, '26, '27, '28, '29; Track, '26, '27, '28, '29; Indoor Track. '26, '27, '28, '29; Home Room Alternate, '27; Glee Club, '26, '27, '28, '29. FRANCIS P. GANNON “Ginger Barrymoje ojyi iij yjVallce; lech, “two and Tech. What girl is there grand and giwious feeling when bequests them for a dance? He may often be seen with his pal, “Bud, harmonizing on some new song hit. “Ginger is undecidedLa to the future, but it would not be surprising to us t4o iiim as a musical-comedy star. EDWARD GALARNEAU “Two-Aspirin Eddie” . Ed came to us a year ago from La Sctlle Academy. During his short stay b e, he has proved to be an earnest and spirited class v ker who completes in fine manner the tasks assigned-to him. He a sociable and pleasant char- acter wjjpm we all li e. vEddie is very much distinguished by His constant traveling to the hall with his violin. He leaves us, with best wishes for his future success. “Ed” plans to matriculate at Boston College. EDWARD GEREMIA (« f M up Iff Jerry, L d It’s a long way from Laurel Hill, but Jerry got here. A polished exponent of the forensic art; an ardent admirer of Edmund Burke, and a man, without whom, no social event is a success. I his paints an incomplete picture of the re- sourceful captain of our debating team. School and every- day life are very real to him, and we predict that he will meet the problems of the future with eager interest. Debating Team, '27, '28, '29; Chairman Social Com- mittee, '28; Captain 'Varsity Debating Team, '28, '29; President Debating Society, '29; “The Man from Toronto. 20 THE TECH REVIEW 1030 LOUIS J. GEREMIA “Gerry” Well, well! Who is this quiet, studious chap who ar- rived four years ago from Broad Street Grammar School? Why, it’s “Gerry” of course! He has won many pals, due to his likeableness and cheerful' disposition. “Gerry” has been kept away from some of our good time) by out- side activities but he has always cheerfully contributed his share financially, and has been pre ent at most of our games. “Gerry’s mind is not settled as to the future but we expect to hear from him at some higher and well-known institution. Good luck, “Gerry”! JOHN HACKETT GOODWIN Ten’ shun! Here is Teclyi representative of l O M. T. C. l or the past three.yniars John Kas been successful in enticing enough boy tq'take up military training to fill the quota. As hedjtfSgraduated after four years training he is qualified t y explain to anyone interested all about “the old army g3fme.” We hope John’s military experience paves the wav to West Point where they make (generals?) and second lieutenants. His marks show that he may easily claim mechanical drawing as his favorite subject with com- mercial drawing a close second. His ready smile makes him many fast friends, both in l ech and outside. Football, 27. CHARLES FRANCIS GORMLEY “Charlie” Pleasing personalty and good nature account for “Charlie’s” Populariy ivith his classmates. His presence at the cUss AOciah|Jra ertainly increased the attendance of the op ).'-iit’because of his ability to dance. On ac- count � j )msiae influences “Charlie” has not been a dash- ing football or baseball hero, but has done his part for athletics through his financial contributions. Although un- decided as to his future, “Charlie” is expected to further his education at some higher institution of learning. JOHN VINCENT GORMLEY “Vin” “Vin,” as he is known among his host of friends, is one of the best fellows we know. He never has much to say. but absorbs a great deal. Although he has not attended class socials because of outside activities he has given them his financial support. When it comes to electricity, well he, along with his pal. Battle, can do as well as any experts in business. Just now Vin is undecided as to his future but we know it will be a bright one. 1930 THE TECH REVIEW 21 MARGARET EVELYN COSSET I all, dignified and quiet, well-poised at all time;—that is Margaret Yet uikterjw UviKidl she loves fun and jollity as much asMhtyone. She is always ready to lend a helping hand and has -m cje many friends during her sojourn at lech. Margaret has attendee! mosf of our socials and student dances and enjoys all the gpod times, but at the same time she works hard at her studies? ’ As the next step in her search for knowledge. Margaret has chosen Pembroke. We know that whatever she under- takes in this world, she will carry through successfully. Art Club, 26, '27; French Club, '28, '29; Secretary, '29; Home Room Representative,'29; Social Committee, '28, '29. ESTHER GRANDE All eyes forward! Here comes Esther, the girl with snapping, brown eyes, dark curls and flashing smile. Esther is a favorite with both''sexes, but in spite of this she does not neglect her studie Yespecially lunch and udy where she is an animated conversationalist. IjhtfUident dance; and sociajs wnilfll feel something lidMg if Esther with her dancing- ties and flaaqffig smjlfe were not there. Esther has high dreiras of the future j ays when she will be presiding over a class of “young ones.” She expects to continue her studying at some normal school. Best wishes for a succe;s- ful future. Italian Club, '28; Glee Club, '26, '27, '28, '29; Social Committee, '29; 4B Ring Committee; Dramatic Club, '26. SCHRINO GRECO up t L� rec Now, dear readers, let us pause for a moment and con- sider this distinguished looking personage. This is none other than our pal and friend, “Grec.” Schrino came to us from Laurel Hill Avenue Grammar School. “Grec” is another one of that band of “ I'wenty-niners,” who usually stroll in at 8:29. Grec’s” main accomplishment is music, and he may often be seen playing in one of our school or- chestras or our school band. “Grec is undecided as to his future, but it would not be surprising to us to see him as the leader of some great symphony orchestra—“some day. WILLIAM HERBER T GREGSON. JR. “Bill” After graduating from Point Street School, “Bill” honored 1 ech with his presence. He is an example of “still waters run deep.” Although his actions denote quietness, he is popular with the young ladies. His spare time has been taken up by outside interests, so he has not been able to contribute his athletic ability to I ech’s various sports. He has, however, contributed in other ways. “Bill” in- tends to enter the business world when he graduates. May he land on the Isle of Success! 22 THE TKCII REVIEW 1030 V.I, LHU flVts'i t tcAaij VINCENT HENRY GROSSI “Viny” Vincent is well known, although he is questioned in vain about the opposite sex. bt laims botany as his favorite subject, l ut we like hinr sTthe same Due to his success- to stancL rlin his varu j ubjects, he has not y Ume to athletics, jjK may be held responsible, Sanford and S. Greco, Esq., noises emanating from the band. “Vinny” is desirous of attending R. I. College of Phar- macy, but we may hear him playing in the band at Kingston. Home Room Representative, '25; Italian Club, '27; French Club, '28, '29; Senior Orchestra, '28, '29, '30; Band, '28, '29, '30; Aero Club, '29, '30. ful e devote howeveiV long with for many of the cunoi RUSSELL PERRY HAGER “Rusty” And now “Rusfjy” makes his bow before you. Although this bundle of good7 nau e has been with us only a year, he ha made a gfeat many friends and his marks are proof enouglra Tiis three years at Classical were not wasted. “Rusty X is positively a “shark” at any variety of mathe- matici as well as at English, l ech’s soccer field has also been torn up to a considerable extent by Rusty’s flying feet. After graduating, Russ” intends to go to some higher in- stitution, and perhaps he shall be the future Einstein. Who knows? Soccer, '29. LESTER LE ROY HENRIKSON “Swede” This apparently serious youth deserves the title of l ech’s best-natured Senior. His fine disposition has won the friend- ship of all who know him. “Swede” is the surviving mem- ber of the “Old Guard” of P.A.-7, and of the Hcnrikson- Hendrickson partnership. He is a most loyal supporter of l ech’s athletics with both his cheering and his purse. Lunch, he insists, is his favorite period, although he rates biology a close second. He has never missed a day of school since his entrance. He is undecided as to his course after graduation, but it will be a successful one. MARGARET VIRGINIA HOWARD “Maggie” Where “jigs” ire concerned, so is “Maggie!” We wonder if she can vield a rolling-pin as she does a tennis raquet? Well, mj3ybe so, but Margaret’s so quiet (?) and demure(?). thc fre doubt whether she’d do anything quite so rash. j She has jwKat some people call a “line,” so she hopes to attend thejJEmerson School of Oratory and cultivate it. Good-bye, “Maggie,” but l ech and the class of ’30 will never forget you. Tennis, '29; Clec Club, '28, '29; Debating Society, '29; Aero Club, '29; Metal Art Club, '29. 1930 THE TECH REVIEW 23 WHIPPLE HOWARD “Howe” “Howe” came to us from Manton Avenue Grammar School. He arrived a shy an$l quiet boy but look at him now! He is popular among his fellow-students, and is al- ready to have a good time. His favorite subject is music, and the vocational orchestra and band take care of some of his spare hours. He also has an orchestra of his own (that’s what he calls it). “Howe” has done little in the athletic field, but has always been in front when it comes to contri- butions. He expects to enter the business world when he graduates, and with him goes our wishes for the best of luck! RALPH WATSON HOWLAND I he firm of Howland and Knowles is broken up at last. Ralph, the senior member, is leaving. But perhaps we will soon see them at the head of some efficient business. Al- though we don’t often see Ralph at our student dances, he is nevertheless popular with the girls of the school. Ralph is undecided as to his future, but we wish him success in whatever he attempts. LILLIAN GRACE JACOBS Now. ladies and gentlemen, behold one of our fairest co-eds. Lillian’s hair explains the reason why men prefer blondes. This neat, dainty miss has innumerable good qualities. One of Lillian’s favorite sports is dancing, which is one of her many accomplishments and all our socials have succeeded in finding Lillian “among those prerent.” She has also succeeded in obtaining a very good record in her studies as is shown by a little gold pin which she wears. After a P. G. course. Pembroke will claim Lillian’s atten- tion in the fall. Bonne chance, Lillian! Honor Society; French Club, ’27, '28; Glee Club, '26, '27, '28, '29. DONALD ELDRIDGE JEFFREY “Don” Good things are said to come in small packages. If so. no mistake was made when “Don” was wrapped up. He is one of the live wires of our class. It is known that there is a mutual admirafidh on the part of The girls and “Don.” As a member of Mle Four Musketeers, he can often be dis- covered in the lunclj room, experimenting with food com- binations which often prove fatal. The African jungles will perhaps claim Don” as a medical missionary after Temple University finishes with him. Whatever his future may be we know he will meet with success. Good luck. “Don”! Tech Hi-Y, '2T, '28, '29; Treasurer, '29; French Club, '27, '28; 3A Social Committee; 4A Social Committee. 24 THE TECH REVIEW 1930 EVANGELINE ROBBLEE JERALD Now we come to Evangeline, our innocent appearing 'eyes. She is not, however, as ut quite full of pep with her lthough “Vangy” has not played a he has supported them financially and contests. She is not decided as re- gards her future, but we are sure she will be successful with any vocation she may choose. Good luck, Evangeline! we come brunette with the big, quiet as one would immediatas frie part on lany of (ms. attended' HENRY CLARENCE JOHNSON “Bud” “Bud” came to us from Oxford Street Grammar School, and we certainly appreciate what Oxford did for us when they sent him. He is a quiet, industrious chap who spends a good deal of his free hours as an electrician. During his stay at l ech he has made many friends. He is usually found with his chums, Frank and “Bill.” “Bud says his favorite subjects are mathematics and electricity. He is un- decided as to his future, but we wish him success in all his undertakings. ARTHUR JORJORIAN “Bek” “Beb,” as he is known throughout the school, is one of the most popular fellows mjc ur class. He is known to both the teachers anckjnipils and is seldom seen without a group around him. Inva bLVne is giving them a “line which he can do very Skillfully. “Beb” will certainly miss his vocation, if he dte jjot become a travelling salesman. He is a member of the football team, having played for two years. “Beb Kas won innumerable friends of the opposite sex through hisiooks, or his line, or most likely both. We wish you the best of luck, “Beb ! FootbaU Zp, '29. HELEN ELIZABETH KINNECOM “Bumps” “Milton! Thou should’st be living at this hour: England hath need of thee.” This time Helen was our fair heroine who grasped the helm of our l ech Review in its literary need of the hour. The selection of Helen as our Editor-in-Chief seemed to be unanimous. By her faithful hard work and conscientious study of manuscript the following pages have been made possible. In her quiet and demure personality we find that “still waters run deep.” Her keen sense of humor and good taste combined with her refreshing literary talent have won for her the honor and esteem of both teachers and classmates. Nor shall we forget her sweet disposition that commands the friendship of all who know her. Literary Board, '29, '30; Editor-in-Chief, '30; Debating Society, '29; Sketch Club, '29; Swimming, '26, '27. 1930 THE TECH REVIEW 25 CAROLYN KOTLER Let me now introduce Carlie, one of the most lovable persons in our class. She has supported our athletics finan- cially and with her attendance, although she does not take part in the event. A social, student dance, or any social function would not be complete without our jazzopating Car- lie. She does not burden herself with studying but man- ages to do well in all her subjects, l ech will certainly miss a snappy number when Carlie leaves to go to Leslie’s Kin- dergarten School in Boston and we envy anyone who may come day come under her guidance. Social Committee, '29. WALTER KUBAT Here, here, who is that young gentleman who is trying to get acquainted with the girls in his lunch period, and with some succe� jy Why, that’s none other than Walter, who islajways sjenlymmng th ougly the Tbrfuon with some of his irany teiteol friends.yHe wis frasnful young man where frls were concern has overcome that diffi- culty. He claims that chem” is his favorite subject, a fact which we do not doubt, for he is a shark” at it. He also excels in shop work. Walter will probably be seen next fall at some higher institution in pursuit of chemistry. SYNDEY JOSEPH LEI BO Syd, Joe Here is a patient type of student. Syd” came to Tech after spending three and one-half years at Commercial High School. By his tireless efforts he has won the good will of all his teachers and classmates. He is very quiet and ca- pable of very good work. His favorite subjects are English and geometry. He is undecided as to what he will do after graduation. yiljuMX f HARi 1 HAROLD LINDBERG Lindy is the namesake of our hero? Our Lindy” is a tall and handsome young man whose (blonde curls are al- ways rumpled. He is one of the popular members of his class. He claims his favorite subjects to be math and drawing. Although Lindy” has not participated in ath- letics, he has supported them financially. This young man has expressed his intention of entering the business world and not aviation. May he merit all the luck and success of his namesake. 26 THE TECH REVIEW V.VM) JOHN LOMBARDI “Johnny” Who is this privileged character strolling through the corridors when everyone else is busy? It is none other than our loyal office boy who has won the est£em of all the teachers of l ech by his services. Tej6l welcorned “Johnny” four short years ago from t)ie Bytdgham Grammar School and his stay at Tcteh shall Always be remembered. His winning personality has won him many friends. “Johnny” is undecided as to his future, but, his encouraging smile and cheerful disposition will make him successful in anything he undertakes. The class of ’30 wishes him success. Soccer, '29. GEORGE WILLIAM I W Look closely at this solemn (?) son of lech. George came to l ech four years ago from Candace Sjjeet“Gram- mar School. He has two noticeable wealutifcsseyMme for studying and the other, foAamleiigk. Outside activities have hindered him somcwhqfRfrom the latter, but he has shown his ability HiS'vi member of the soccer team. George’s fa- vorite subjectai English but his marks show that he has done well in all his subjects. He hopes to enter the business world in the fall and we wish him luck in his quest for success. Freshman Soccer, '26; 'Varsity Soccer, ’27, '28, '29; Manager, '28, '29. JESSIE GRACE MacKINNON « T II Jess Certainly our Jessie needs no introduction for we all know her and to know her is Ao love her. Jessie and her winning smile and her good nature always win for her a host of friends wherver she goes. A.football, basketball or baseball game would not be complete without Jessie’s presence. Peering through the crowds ypu can usually see her burning up the floor at our socials and student dances. Jessie has not quite made up her mind as to her future al- though the Rhode Island School of Design may be her next stop. Good luck, “Jess”! ELI MALATT Hce! Hee! Hee: Don’t look around because it’s only Eli laughing at one of his own jokes. You can see by the starved look on his face he detests his lunch!? He claims chemistry to be his favorite subject. On account of outside activities he has not participated in any sports, but he has contributed towards them financially. He intends to further his education at some business college. Good fuck! Eli; we are all rooting for you to succeed. 1030 THE TECH REVIEW 27 CATHERINE TERESA McCARTHY “Mac,” “Kay” Attention! Attention! Who could this be with those big, blue eyes, but our class Secretary, “Mac.” Person- ality, ambition, and good nature are her outstanding feat- lures. “Mac” has completed the required course in three and one-half years, and the Honor Pin which she wears shows her high scholastic standing. Nobody has a sober face when “Mac” is around. If so, something is wrong with their sense of humor. “Mac” is undecided as to her future, but no doubt some business school will be honored with her presence. Good luck. Kay”! C ec Club, '21, '28; Home Room Alternate, 2B, 3A; Home Room Representative, 2A; Chairman of Social Committee, 2A; Social Com mi tec, 4 A,; Class Secretary), 4A; R. I. Honor Society . ELVERA ELIZABETH McKENDALL One might look over Elvera’s head because she is short, but one could not fail to observe the pretty, brown hair, and smiling, bright, brown eyes. Her schoolgirl complexion is the envy of many of her classmates. Underneath that cool dignity she assumes, we have one of the most lively and funloving young ladies in the class, but only her intimate friends know this side of her character. Elvera has worked conscientiously while she has been in l ech, but has always been responsive to the needs of her neighbors. She delights in home-nursing and nutrition, and you are right when you guess that she will become someone’s nurse, “lucky some- one!” In the fall she expects to continue her studies at some nursing school. Thrift Club, '28, '29. MURIEL ESTELLE McLAUGHLIN I his young lady is one of the reasons why boys leave home. Muriel, our attractive, little blonde, has made many friends among the studentsJind faculty. She does not wear an Honor Society Pin, l it has managed to get along well in her studies. Muriel Was attended our socials and student dances, and has aevft bcen a wall-flower. This little girl tells us she has no special plans for the future, but we wish her success in whatever she undertakes. JOHN SALLES MEAD1 You are now gazing upon our friend, M aiW the great physics and chemistry enthusiast. If yoi j{Jke looking for John you’ll probably find other great enthusiast Four Musketeers, w Meadus is also an ctive whom we Presidenti cussion with that is a member of the “Muke.” or “Don.” ember of the Radio Club, to f our appreciation for hearing the ion over the radio. Tech will claim . G. student in January. We know that undertakes in the future he will meet with Jehh Radio Club, '26, '27, '28, '29; Vice President, '26; President, '27; Honorary Member, '28. 28 THE TECH REVIEW 1980 GEORGE G. MESSIER “Lefty” “Lefty” came to us two years ago from La Salle Acad- emy. He has since, made numerous friends because of his good disposition. “Lefty” has gained a baseball reputation for himself during his stay here at I ech, and has supported the various other activities with his billfold. He takes all of his studies seriously but his favorite is house framing. “Lefty” is still undecided as to the future, but he will surely be successful, if the good wishes of his class have anything to do with it. Baseball, '29. VAHAN AKASHAY MIKAELIAN “Mike Well, folks, meet “Mike.” the travelogue of Mr. Ste- ven’s English class of 7RV This chap claims to have travelled more than diy oilier student who has trotted the portals of J eVfe mac e ma� y fr‘enck during his short stay «it i cJfrOutside activities kept “Mike” from participating in our sports, but didn’t stop him in helping to raise the standard of l ech, financially. “Mike” is unde- cided about his future, but we may hope to hear of him building bridges and other construction works, for he is a wizard in engineering. ALBERT EDWIN MILLER Here’s a fellow whom it is hard to write about. “Al” came to us a few years back from Oxford Street Grammar School. Since that time he has made his mark both in the school orchestra and the band. He is known to his fellow musicians as “Oboe Al.” A million times, he claims, he has been asked. “What is that funny-sounding instrument,” and every time his answer is, “It’s an oboe!” “Al” would like to further his musical education after graduation, but his future is as yet undecided. LUCY MIRAGLIUOLO I his quiet and demure-looking miss is none other than Lucy but appearances are deceiving and we know that she is bubbling over with good cheer. She can usually be seen with her “inseiiarab) ' pal, “Te$ ie.” “Lu” never seemed overburdened u'itjbT boolfs but na always got by in her studies. Our prophecy for Lucy isS ot of an ordinary kind. We can, without tretcnjjjg our imagination, easily picture her in clean, white linen walking between long rows of beds. She would make a splendid nurse, because she possesses those rare qualities, good nature and patience. The good wishes of the class go with you, “Lu.” S’long! ] 930 THE TECH REVIEW 29 EMILY KATHRYN MORAN ••17 tt hm Let me now introduce Emily, one of the reasons why socials and student dances are successful. “Em” has taken an active part in both athletics and socials as well as doing good work in all her studies. She is one of the live wires of our class and popular with both the boys and girls. She does not say but we believe that her favorite indoor sport is rushing down to lunch to try to find something good at a I :25 lunch period. She intends to enter either R. I. State or R. I. C. E. and we all wish her good luck in whatever course she may pursue. Home Room Representative, 2 A, 3B; Chairman of Social Committee, 2A; Ring Commitcc, 4B; Student Dance Committee, 4A; Social Committee, 4A. DOROTHY JANE MORRISH Next, ladies and gentlemen, comes “Dot.” the young lady with the smile. “Dot” is fond of enjoyment and is always ready to lend a helping hand. Although she has not participated in any of the sports, she has regularly strength- ened their financial backing. She claims chemistry as her favorite subject, although she manages to get by in all of them. Dot” is undecided as to her future when she leaves l ech. The Class of ’30 wishes you the best of luck. ••Dot.” C ce Club, 9A, 10A, 12A. EVELYN FRANCIS MOWRY Don’t forgeTToJeavo space for our friend. “Ev.” Her giggle can be yhA in all the corridors of l ech, especially in her English cl s. “Ev” came to us four years ago from Manton AvejmBsGrynmar School and has never regretted it. Evelyn hjfs not pidulged in sports, but has supported them financially. She intends to take a P. G. and then go to R. I. C. E. Best of luck, “Ev”! C ce Club, 9A, I0A. DIRAIR MUKITARIAN “Muke” “Muke” is not sjiidious and yet he always manages to have his lessorts prepared. One of his favorite pastimes is manufacturing Conglomerations” in lunch for the dessert of the Four Musketeers. If you get a slap on the back and hear someone say, “HoVy are ya” in that certain way, you may be sure it’s, “Muke;” Afterv graduation, “Muke” will honor Rhode Island State College with hiS presence. I he best of luck, “Muke”! Vocational Orchestra, '27, '28; Senior Orchestra, '26, '27. 30 THE TECH REVIEW 1030 KATHRYN NADEAU iy rvay Just one year agc Kathryn came to us from Commercial, and we are very glad she made the change. Although she has not been with us long we have all learned to love her. Kay” has done well in her studies and. though she has not taken vm active part in socials and athletics, she has supported theifr faithfully with her pocketbook. After grad- uation, Kay” will further her education at R. I. C. E. and we wish her the best of luck. RUTH ERMINA NODINE This twinkling star in the firmament of Tech has moved among us with and petitely Ru ' tllfclsmile o like soft, yet radiant. Blithely her way. I hat curling, a moment later, when her s, she reveals a rare sense of humor me from a sweet disposition such as hers, s happy when Ruth is around and just wonders Her scholastic record is one of which she may 'oud, and her support of school activities has been most generous. Fortunate, indeed.will be the college of her choice, for Ruth’s exquisite and delicate taste will charm all with whom she associates. Leaders' Corps, ’27, '28; Home Room Alternate, '29; R. I. Honor Society; Tech Revici� Board, '29; Business Manager, '30. R. . Honor Society. RUDOLPH OCCOMY This cheerful fellow came to l ech from Thayer Street Grammar. Rudolph is a very popular fellow. I his is ac- counted for by his genial disposition. He is always ready to give a helping hand, no matter what he is needed for. He is the friend who is always there when a fellow needs a friend.” Rudolph likes history; ask any history teacher. He in- tends to enter a school of pharmacy in the fall. We wish him the best of luck. So long, pal. Be a good boy and don’t take any lead nickels. Occomy is a great shiek. They even named him after Valentino but he has his namesake beaten 40 ways. And how! ! JOSEPH EDWARD O’BEIRNE “Eddy” Behold! ye mortals! you are now gazing at Eddy, the physics shark (???!!!) Four years ago this ambitious chap got his passport from Candace Street Grammar to l ech. He may be seen anyCnrfbning about 8:29, hurrying to get to his home room. Eday 'is one of our class’s fa- vorite members. He is often seenL oaroing the corridors of l ech with his inseparable pal, “Pewt.” His ability to make friends is unbeatable. Eddy is ugdfcided about his future, but we hope to hear from him soon, teaching forestry to his classmates at Rhode Island State College. Good luck, Eddy, old boy. 1930 THE TEC II E V I E 31 ALICE PE AC Al” Well, well well. tkSre is “A1” corridor at 8:20. for because soon you see “Al” is Johnny-on-the-s night before or tlje preceding ng in the third-floor say who she is waiting coming along, relating the news of the day. Who is she talking about ? ? ? p ) She has woif m ny'friends while at “Tech” and is popu- lar with both They are always with “Al no matter where she i I Al” is undecided about the future, either that or sheyiVkeeping something from us. One never knows, but Katnerine Gibbs’ Secretarial School may claim her. Good luck, Alice! ROY PHILIP PEARSON I his bashful young man is the last of four brothers who have honored I ech with their presence. He mav from tinW to time. dasl ilg W fmd £tft cf ctorfiTr thering and dis ibutin yfotifiatioii io and -fr m the JM cc. Al- though ' c-dwTKr krticijwtyr--to any «extent in athletics supporte EtheirHtberally and financially. With his eveready smile nk has acquired many friends among both boys an jjirfef He cl lims architectural drawing as his fa- vorite subject, with wo d-working courses as a close second. Roy intends to entiY vcntworth Institute, next fall, to study architectural construction. We all feel assured that he will be successful. Vice President of Tech Hi-Y Club, '28, 29. RUTH ADDAMS PEASE Clackety, clack, clack, clack, a fascinating giggle, a craning of necks, and our Ruth comes on the scene. This mischievous, brown-eyed Ybung person has done everything in her power to make Toa Oely place. With her merry giggle bursting fofth t uifcjJ ected times, Ruth has proven herself to be a sourej ofwjonstant joy to her many friends and teachers. ( P V tkilent dances and socials are Ruth’s middle name. I hisNn jw lf is not surprising, as Ruth is a dancer of no mcanx aJmre. Ruth intends to enter R. I. C. E. in the fall. The Class of January, ’30 wish you the best of luck, “Ruthie.” Social Committee, 2A, 3B, 3A. DOROTHY CAROLYN PEDEN Who is that girl with tta laughing eyes and blond hair that strolls so languidly do vn the third-floor corridor, and occupies a place in the front rt at all our football games? Why, of course it’s Dot.” Caiipft dance? Our spcials and student dances jwould ixeweAbe complelc vithout her. She is one of theKmost MptflSriiJembers of our class. Her sunny dispositioikhas made countless friends for her. “Dot” expects to enter Gibbs’ Secretarial School after leaving Tech. Leaders' Club, 2A; French Club, 29; Tech Rcvieiv Board, 30. 32 THE TECH REVIEW 1930 MILDRED GERTRUDE PEIRCE Calm, well-poised, complete mistress of herself in any situation, Mildred go s serenely on her way. At times she seems the ideal embodimen pL all the qualities we should like to possess—digkit reserve, charm and frankness. She is the kind girl one hopes to meet, brilliant, capable and sympathetic. Whether it is math, English, French, or science Mildred does them all with the same thoroughness and ability. After leaving l ech, Mildred will enter Pembroke and we are sure they will grow to appreciate her as we have. Leaders' Corps, '27, '28; Swimming, '27, '28; Home Room Representative, 4A; Tech Review Board, '29, '30; Photographic Department, '30. FRANCIS ALBERT PICKERING “Pick” Who’s that happy-go-lucky fellow going into 3-12? It is none other than “Pick.” His winning personality has gained him many friends while- t Tech, especially with the opposite sex. Glancing at his career at Tech, we find that he made his letter in football in his third year but outside activities kept him from making more. He has also had a fine grade in all his studies. “Pick’s’ future is not known but very likely we will find him as one of the world’s lead- JOSEPH PIGNATELLI “Joe” “Joe” is one of the naturally talented students of the Senior Class. We don’t believe he ever studies at home and yet he makes countless A’s with ease. Proof of this is found in the fact that he is a member of the Honor Society. Did you say you were looking for “Joe”? He is a mem- ber of those famous “four musketeers” so, if you would find him, look for “Meadus,” “Muke,” or “Don.” R. I. State is Joe’s probable destination. French Club, '27; Honor Society. PHILIP JOSEPH PITASSI “Phil” “Hey! wait a minute, what’s the rush?” I hat’s the way Phil greets his pals as they dash up the stairs about 8:15. “Phil is a very serious-looking chap but many a stunt or prank that was put over during the last four years in l ech, originated in this young man’s mind. Phil gets along nicely with his studies, however; in fact, he sports an Honor Society Pin on the left side of the light blue sweater that he usually wears. Although he is undecided as to his future, we are sure that he will make good in any line of endeavor. R. I. Honor Society. mo THE TECH REVIEW 33 ADRIANCE CHARjLES PLATT Here is a classmate that dock (not need an introduction. “Hash” Platt is a member' of “Bill” Schuster’s physics class, “Hash Trio. He| Ws supported athletic teams faithfully and financially, ilso by participating on four squads. The footoall team has claimed Platty’s interest, on which he played halfback. He is another one of those who enjoyed many hours of freedom in the office as a mem- ber of thd office force. Platt was well awarded in June, 19 9, wheirhe received his Rhode Island Honor Society certmcai and pin, which he earned during his three years of hard study. R. . Honor Society; Football, '28, '29; Basketball, '27, '28; Baseball, '28, '29; Soccer, '27; Class Ring Committee. IRA HENRY fJEDINGER A more earnest and capable young man than we find here, has never walked throy mthe halls of dear, old I ech. His social and scholastic 'inclinat ion has acquired for him innumerable friends. ,Mi$ favorite study is science but he is high above aVQrjgtrin all his studies. He has been unable to participate, in atlHetic contests, but he is a very willing supporter. JPnose who have known him intimately during these paw four years have gained something valuable—a good friend. To R. I. State we give Ira, as an example of the work of l ech. EDWARD HOPWOOD ROBINSON “Ned” “Ned” came to l ech four years ago from Point Street Grammar School. Since he has been with us his pleasant manner and cheerful smile have won him many friends. He has never participated in athletics because of outside activi- ties but he has always supported them loyally. “Ned” has managed to get along well in all his studies. He does not say which he prefers. Any day you may see him rush to the next period at 12:30 so we draw the conclusion, that lie is very partial to lunch. “Ned” is undecided as to his future, but we know that he will make good in whatever he undertakes. IRVING RUBIN “Irv” “Irv” came to us four years ago from Candace Street Grammar School via the regular route. During his stay here he has gained many friends. His marks have been creditable. “Irv” claims mathematics to be his favorite subject with lunch a close second. Outside activities have kept him from participating in athletics and socials but he has contributed towards them financially. On leaving Tech “Irv” intends to further his education at Rhode Island State College. Good luck, “Irv”! THE TKCII REVIEW 1930 34 IRMA PEARL RUSSIN “She is a howl”—just that welcome burst of enthusiasm from Irma that never fails to put pep into others. Irma has been the go-getter of the class, the live wire that has electri- fied every activity with which she has been associated, the irrepressible, bubbling fountain of mirth and humor that glistens with the bright sunlight of a most cheerful disposi- tion. Her scholarship at l ech has been consistently high and her list of varied activities indicates a versatility that few possess. A host of warm friends cheer her on her merry way to the New York City School of Physical Education. Major T; Basketball, '27, '28, '29; Baseball, '27, '28; Hockey, '27, '28, '29; Volley Ball, '28, '29; Tea- ms, '27; Leaders' Corps, '27, 28, 29; Home Room Rep- resentative, '26; Alternate, '27; Clee Club, '27, '28, '29; Dramatic Club, '28, '29; Senior Play, '29; Tech Reviciv Board, '29, '30; Advertising Manager, '29, '30. HENRY PECKHAM SALISBURY Now, dear readers, let me introduce to you Henry Peck- ham Salisbury. A more friendly or loyal classmate than Henry would be hard to find enrolled in our school. You guess corftctly when yefu say y sj cker. A few years ago he tfeft HtH zWoiie Grammar School to come heref WIiifiy he was no monor student, Henry has main- tained a very creditable average during his stay at I ech. Although not a performer on the diamond or gridiron he has given his full share of taxes. Henry says he is unde- cided as to his future education. WILLIAM A. SANDFORD “Bill,” “Sandy” I his modest and unassuming boy, who possesses an at- tractive personality, is our own “Bill.” He has made many friends who appreciate him for what he is—a real, good fellow. “Sandy” has taken an active interest in class ac- tivities, and he is also one of the shining lights of the Honor Society. “Sandy’s” friendly manner has left an impression on us, that is not quickly forgotten. We are wishing you the best of luck, “Bill” in all of your further undertakings. Class Treasurer; R. . Honor Society; Tech Band, '29; Chairman Ring Committee, '28; Tech Rcvieiv Board, '30. FLORE JCg. HARRIETTE SANTOS A snatch a cheerful “hello” and Florence ap- pears on ttfjMcene. IJWhgh small, Florence cannot be overlqotcN Herv hapjlty-go-lucky, cheerful disposition has endeared her to a Lher classmaterauring her four years’ stay at l ech. Tech vill not e same minus her joyful greeting and good-naturdcl conversation—for her favorite hobby is talking. I fs livrty' girl is full of fun but never offensive. She has responsive friendliness and loyal school and class spirit. Florence hopes to continue her education at Pembroke and we all wish her the best of luck. Hockey, '27, '28; Debating Club, '29; Aero Club. '29. mo TIIE TECH REVIEW 35 HOWARD R. SCHOLZ Dear readers, let me present to you Howard R. A jolly smile, a happy disposition, good will toward all, have won him manw frieiids. The walls of TecJ) ary oiftg to miss that support that held them up beUvt n periods for we could always find Howa� d frwre talking Lo some fair damsel, for with his rosy cheeks and winning ways he iVsopie sensation among that weaker sex. - We all believe 'that Howard’s greatest joy is in the manipulation of a knife and fork, for we always see Howard with friend. Vernet, well up in line for eats. I he honor of having Mr. Schol . will go to Annapolis where with him goes our wish for luck galore. Football, '27; Tracl(, '28; Clec Club, '26; Baseball, '29; Home Room Representative, '21. ESTHER LAURA SEMENOFF What’s the commotion down the line? Oh. that’s our Semie trying to get rid of her excess pep. Scmie is a star gloom chaser, with her k )i «nse of humor and her happy- go-lucky flame o£ itifna. Ou athletic and social functions hayg been personally nd finarfyially supported by her. Not to meh pnyHstner’snppularity, we know that a lunch period just isn T if $h£ isifVMere. She claims nutrition as one of her favorite subjects and some day we may see her in a white uniform, as a head dictition. Don’t forget your Alma Mater! Tech Hi 77 . '26, '27, '28, '29; Basketball, '26; Home Room Alternate, 2B, 2A. WALTER EDWARD SEYMOUR “Fed” 'l ou are gazing now at none odujt t-Kah “ I ed.” He is one of the nuwjL popular bov JK our class, especially with the oppo A� 4o Ed hasiVen one of the greatest back- field a t io wear a suit. He has captained the suc- cessfur football team of me past season. l ed has always managed to pass in his subjects and is liked by all his teachers. In the near future we expect to hear about “Ed’s” playing at and with Notre Dame. Football, '26, '21, '28; Captain, '29; Basketball, '26, '27, '28, '29; Track, '27. LEONARD REYNOLDS SHERMAN “Len,” s this curly haired youth is galled, is one of the ►f our class. )d fellowship and m is popular mem I his cheerful naljfe have characterised {dm at all times. A more constan and IruC fVient find. HI favorite sul one of tne best students in our class. Because of outside activities he has never gone out for sports but has always supported them faithfully. After graduation, Len will enter Boston University to study business administration. THE TECH REVIEW l ; ) : PHILLIP WAYNARD SIMONS “Waney “Weenie” Allow us to introduce one of the finestiplrows one could know. As drum-major fo� thc-bai waney’’ has been the cynosure of £very eye m_-tfH T)ig occasions. When a mere ‘‘Freshte’ eN lay cPon the Basketball I cam and. later. as a I 6tnB of the Track Squad, he made the dust fly on the inder path. He has never been known to neglect his iessoniNor his athletic dues. Good luck, “Weenie,” wherever you go! Band, '28, '29. '30; Basketball, '26; Indoor Track. '28; Track Squad, '28. DORIS EVELYN SKIRROW It’s wasting time attempting to introduce one so well known as Doris. Dot is an all-round sport, and with her friendly disposition she has acquired many friends. She comforts many a downcast heart when she lets that pleasant smile beam forth. When you’re in trouble you are sure to receive sympathy from “Dot.” She is very fond of dancing which is one of her many accomplishments. Doris is un- certain as to what she will do in the future, but whatever she undertakes, we know she will be successful. Perhaps someday she will be instructing a class in French. Who knows ? French Club, '28; Student Dance Committee, '29. HERBERT EUGENE STROMBERG Stromberg came to us as a graduate of Broad Street Grammar School. Although his marks would not admit him to the Honor Society he has been with us the:e four short years in good standing. He has not attended many of the socials but this has not been a handicap in gaining friends. Drawing being his favorite subject he expects to continue at Wentworth’s with the aid of his trick slide rule. ROBERT A. SUGERMAN “G’wan that’s not right.” Don’t get scared; that’s only “Sugie” explaining the ethics of cheanistry to his division. 1 his, he claims to be his favorh iOjt C His favorite in- door sport isvbeating oufttWt oY30 bell every morning and making' a lotVf i Aj itn his new leather heels in 2-14. Outsifle) businj Mias Kept “Sugie” from participating in school vvetivities. He intends to enter the business world. Good luck, “Sugie”! 1030 TIIE TECH REVIEW 37 MARTIN LEO TAHAKJIAN “Bill” Marty’ Who is that walking do h the corridor so studious? Why, it’s our friend, MW’ He is only walking to his chemistry class. AnotherAponte study of his is “algebra” which he is a His rbrious face is in complete contrast to life lisposition. “Marty” believes in laughter as an aid to digestion and, consequently, his cul- tured (?) laugh may be heard by everyone in his machine- shop period. He is undecided as to what he will do imme- diately after leaving l ech. Outdoor Track 27; Indoor Track� '26, '27; Glee Club, '26, 28, 29. PETER TARLAIAN Pete” Who is this solemn-looking chap? Why, it’s “Pete.” Four years ago “Pete” decided that Asa Messer Grammar School could terch him no more, so he came to l ech in search of knowledge. In jpite of the fact that he stands high in his classTs7TJ2ete” has nightmares about flunking. Outside interests tJ AjUimed much of his time, but he is always ready witII financial support for all school activities. In the future we expect to see jewelry industry. EDWARD J. TEMPLE This young gentleman hasn’t been with us long, for he only joined our ranks last term. “Ed” entered I ech with an earlier class, but left before completing the course. The fact that he has come back to graduate with us shows that he has realized the value and importance of Tech’s educa- tion. He seems very serious, but his intimate friends know that, under it all, he loves fun and a good time as much as anyone. Our most cordial wishes go with “Ed” as he leaves l ech to pursue further his training for the profession of dentistry. MORGAN H. THOMPSON, JR. Morgan is one of the quietest boys in the 4A class. He believes in being seen but not heard. Morgan’s interest centers in drawing, and although he is greatly interested in the artistic field, he does not let this interfere with his other studies. He has never participated in athletics, but he has always contributed generously toward their support. When Morgan attends the School of Design, the best wishes of the class will speed him on his way. , THE TECH REVIEW 1930 38 HERBERT T. THORNTON “Herbie” In-tro-duc-ing “Herbie,” popular captain of our champion- ship Cross-country 1 earn. During his short stay at I ech, “Herbie” has made many friends. He is extremely popular with the opposite sex, and may be seen almost at any time strolling around the corridors with one of his “flames.” In passing from our portals, “Herbie” leaves his two insep- arable pals, “Count” and “Del, to struggle on unaided. In the future you may hear of “Herbie” burning up the cinder paths at the U. S. M. A., West Point. N. Y. Cross-country, '21, '28; Captain, '29; Swimming, '27, '28; Manager, '29; Swimming Club, '27, '28; Secretary, '29; Track, '28, '29. JOHN JOSEPH TIERNEY Here is our cheerful, happy-go-lucky classmate, who came to us four short years ago from Vineyard Street Grammar School. John’s pleasant manner and quiet dis- position have won him many friends. He has always man- aged to receive good marks, with very little worry about his studies. Although John has not gone out for any sport, he supports them faithfully in many different ways. The business world will claim John after graduation, and we know that he will be successful in all his ventures. HOWARD WILLIAM U MS IE AD Next, let us introduce Howard, who is one of the most popular members of the class. He is very quiet and studious looking, but—Oh, girls, looks are deceiving! Behind that quiet and eveready smile there is enough wit and fun for everyone. We have often wondered why he has not at- tended more of the socials and student dances. Outside in- terests, Howard? His friendliness and willingness to help others have won for him a host of friends during his short stay at l ech. He has supported faithfully our athletic activities even though he has not been present at many of the games. We will miss you when you leave l ech, Howard, but we all wish you. Good Luck! RUSSELL VANCE VERNET Shades of Michael Angelo and Mr. Bailey! Now we meet one of the class artists. 1 his popular, young fellow is guilty of painting one of the mural decorations in the lunch room and assisting in painting the stained-glass effects in the main office. Russ can always be counted on with the little red ribbon to “pep things up at the sUident dances. His pleasing personality has made him many triends among the students and faculty. 1 We wish him success in the art career for which he plans. !«?! Art Club. 27; Tech Hi-Y; Student Dance Committee, '29, '30; Tech Review Board,'28, '29, '30; Glee Club; Student Dance Orchestra, '27, '28; Band, '27, '28; Social Committee, 4A. 1930 TIIK TECH REVIEW 39 FRANKLIN S. WALKER An interrogative, “Is that right?” accompanied by a hearty “liar, har,” and you know it’s Franklin. One of “Frank’s” favorite sports takes place in the 1 1 :07 dash for 1-1, in which he is usually the winner. “Frank” favors elec- tricity and English. He almost always has his themes ready, when they’re due. We can find “Frank,” with “Bill and Henry, almost anytime, discussing some elec- trical problem. Lately, it seems that “Frank” has a yearn- ing for R. I. State; we wonder why? Franklin is con- sidered to be one of the it” boys, and this must be the reason why he has made so many friends. Northeastern University will undoubtedly claim “Frank” in the fall. Shimming Club, '27, '28, '29; Swimming Team, '29; Social Committee, 4B, 4A; Home Room Representative, 4A. WALTER DAY WATERMAN “Walt” And now, dear reader, you look upon the fair ance of our beloved farmer from the hick town He is neither small nor large bu beli start a Ford and th qualification ject and he which he d ten- sion a cow and the necessary He says botany is his pet sub- eo Dp ‘S en| in 3-7 guarding some plant spirogyra, protococcus or whatnot, uation he is going to take up agricultural ing at R. I. S. I he class wish you the best of luck. GEORGE BRIGGS WEAVER. JR. “G ” Crash! Bang! “What’s all that noise?” Oh! It’s only G. B. coming to school in his 1913 model Pierce- Arrow. This dignified young gentleman came to us from Newport, R. I. “G. B.” is not a performer on any of our teams but he is seen at all the games, cheering lustily. For several terms he was a famous member of the Tech Radio Club. George intends to continue his studies at Kingston. Radio Club, '26, '27, '28, '29; President, '26, '27. CLARENCE RAYMOND WESTCOTT “Ray” Ah! The genial Ray! The boy with the million-dollar smile; the President of our class, whose refreshing person- ality is always welcome at our student dances and socials. Ray is a ndtVal-lyrfi leader. His sterling character has won for lib� � ' tbe ijiKest esteem and friendship from the members al oufcla . Beyond a doubt, he will continue in the safcneYwinning1 manner at some higher institution of learning. I We wishylou success, Ray,” old-timer, and we know we do not wish in vain. President of Class, '30; Swimming, '29; Tech Hi-Y, '29, '30; Student Dance Committee, '29; Chairman, '30. 40 THE TECH RE VII 1930 CHARLES 5 WWWVXKER Art for art’s sake, this neaili g ess little phrase, which never has been clearly dAi led, Mils adequately the person and vocation of our artist Charlie.” He is familiarly known as the m«fit micent lember of our group, which no doubt accounts tb 'the lack of class static” from his part of the loom. Ims rumored that Charles is not at all repug- ffcir sex, yet from all external appearances he fely called bashful? Charlie is also inter- iedboat and automobile design, but his decora- l ech show in the last analysis that his future lies brush. Commercial advertising is his chosen pr ession. Art Club, '27, '28; Block Print Club, '29; Tech Review Board, '29, '30; Art Editor, '30; 4A Social Committee. THEODORE ZENOFSKY Ted Ted came to us from Candace Street Grammar School four years ago via the regular route. 1 hough he has a serious face “Ted is ready to crack a joke any time. His stay here has been enjoyable to all. Ted” claims mathe- matics to be his favorite subject. He does well at his other subjects as his marks show. “ Fed is of small stature but this has not kept him from participating in school sports. On leaving l ech he intends to enter R. I. State College. Junior 'Varsity Basketball, '29. LOUIS OLIVER Class Photographer For 1930 1930 tiip: tecii review 41 The Cheering Squad ‘‘Yea, Rah! Rah! Yea, Rah! Rah! lech! lech! Team! ream!” No, it’s not a cyclone broken loose; it’s lech’s Cheer Leaders. Our Cheer Leaders. I he importance of Cheer Leaders as an incentive to school spirit cannot be over emphasized. Can you imagine a football game without our four loyal enthusiastic Cheer Leaders present to help us cheer for Tech? The honor of being chosen a Cheer Leader is not something which is just con- ferred upon you; it is something which is attained. When you enter High School as a Freshman, even though you may be greenest of the green, your training for that position should begin right then. Go to your school games. Get into the spirit of the thing. Or, even still better than attend- ing the games, participate in athletics your- self. Don’t sit on the sidelines and watch somebody else do the work. Do something! When l ech chooses her Cheer Leaders, she does not choose those persons who languidly inquire when the last hockey or football game was; she chooses those who have school spirit. Then, too, we must take into considera- tion the effect of cheering on the players themselves. Can you imagine anything more discouraging than a team out on the field to win the victory, and upon glancing over toward their school section, beholding about fifty students to the rival school’s five hundred? When a person is playing for his school in the finals, after months of rigorous training, he wants his school there to support and back him up. He wants the assurance that the school is interested in what he as an individual is doing. Will not the wild enthusiastic yells of his class- mates give him new energy, and serve to spur him on more determinedly toward the goal? And that’s what Cheer Leaders are for. To put the spirit into the crowd. Are you doing your part? C’mon lech, let’s go! Yea, Rah! Rah! ’30! Helen E. Kinnecom. Time—Its Value Of all the natural gifts of life, time is most precious, for upon time everything depends. We have millions of moments of time, but we waste—oh how many thou- sands of them! How many people there are who, though even painfully thrifty as regards money matters, throw away mo- ments of time as if they were of no con- sequence. l ime waits for no man. A moment is here, and then gone forever, so 42 THE TECH REVIEW 1930 that every bit of wasted time is a bit of wasted life. Not many years will pass before you will regret the time which you wasted in your youth. There is one thing, however, that you will never regret, namely, the time you spent in study and with books, and the attention which you gave to your teachers. Men grow rich by using or in- vesting their money so that it pays them a good interest, but there is nothing which will pay a better interest than the time which is invested in the real things of life, so that later on memories of wasted time and lost opportunities will not return as haunting phantoms. Think of a minute, and see all it may mean! In that moment you may make yourself famous or even immortal; you might give to the world some idea, invent something new, even discover some great piece of scientific knowledge, or—you may just discard that precious moment as if it were nothing, or you may use it meanly and ignobly making lives miserable or even ruining them. l ime’s hands scatter treasures generously to us all. We may pick them up or leave them. Thus we mold our lives according to our choice in the use of I ime. Muriel H. Smira, '30. A Comparison The other day we happened to pass an old abandoned house. Its faded paint and boards were mute testimonials of the ravages of time and weather. Its streaked windows seemed to look forth with an air filled with a poignant sadness and melan- choly. The place fairly radiated gloom and downheartedness. Our interest was aroused. On an adjoining lot a new cottage was being erected. Stepping up to a man who seemed to be some sort of foreman, we asked. Could you tell us the cause of the dilapi- dated state of that house?” 1 he man gave the relic a disdainful glance. “That?” he inquired scornfully, “well, you see when it was built the carpenters thought more of the outside appearance than of the founda- tion. As a result, the cellar sank, causing the whole structure to warp and rendering it practically untenantable.” With this information he walked off. • But his words reminded us of a man we know, whom we found ourselves comparing with the house. Like the house, his face bears traces of former outer finery. But on close observance the finery becomes blemished by hardness, and grim lines about the mouth silently testify to the toll of the years. His eyes, like the windows, look forth with a certain futile desperateness, a grim knowledge of his inevitable fate. He is regarded with silent pity by those who know his history. School he had regarded as a necessary evil. How he graduated he never quite knew himself. Instead of laying a firm founda- tion during his scholastic sojourn he under- mined his character. After graduation he somehow obtained a job, but the house had already begun to crumble. Evil influences took their toll; he finally awoke too late, as the haunted look in his eyes testifies, to complete the work of reconstruction. 1 he foundation of life is laid in one’s youth, and the schools are the workshops in which it is patterned. There, experienced instructors stand, to assist in the construc- tion and to guard against the flaws which all encounter. There, staunch friends and loyal comrades labor side by side, helping and influencing. And the final result is a fine foundation upon which is built the tow- ering superstructure of later years, which arises with the traverse of the broad road of life. Kenneth L. Godfrey, '30. 1030 43 T II E TECH REVIEW School Spirit 'I he success of a school as well as of any other institution is due largely to the spirit and co-operation of those connected with it. School spirit has already been emphasized on several occasions at I echni- cal High School relative to social and ath- letic activities. What is real school spirit? In answer I should say it is the co-operation of every student to make school activites a success. No matter how small a part an individual has played in any activity, the result would have been far from successful without that co-operation and support. When you selected this institution of learning, you had some feeling of admira- tion and respect for it. Why not keep this thought fresh in your mind during your remaining school years? When your class organizes a committee to make plans for any social event, that committee does the actual work. But that does not exonerate us from responsibility. We must all do our utmost to make the event a success by attending and also arousing class spirit among our fellow students. We have rea- son to be proud of the records established in athletic events. Do not leave it entirely to the various teams to make these records. Our duty in this case is to attend and sup- port all games. The activities of dramatic and debating societies reach outside of our school circles. Here, there is a duty for us to perform, just as there was one to perform in social and athletic activities. It is our school spirit that makes successful these school interests. During your remaining school years keep this idea foremost in your mind. Help and support in school everything with which you are connected. Kathleen M. Kelley. “Farewell Tech” By Esther L. Devine, '30. hour years we’ve spent within these walls, ’Mid study and laughter and friends; But now our sojourn here is o’er. And each on his own journey wends. What may the future hold for us? Our several destinies be? For no one knows the whims of Fate, A fanciful lady is she! The friends we’ve made—the fun we’ve had, I he lessons we’ve learned, day by day. Have all become a part of life; For each of us, now, come what may! And oft in years to come we’ll find A memory, tender and dear. Will take us back to l ech once more, 1 o the good times we’ve known here. THE TECTI REVIEW 1030 44 Everything Done in a School Should Educate— Do Socials Educate? By Esther Devine, '30. [Awarded Girls' Prize in Anthony Medal Contest.] Schools and institutions are for the sole purpose of education. 1 he student attends school to acquire knowledge of the world about him and of life in general. Every- thing which is taken up in school should educate the pupils along some line. By this statement, I do not mean that a school should not have activities and functions which do not pertain to book learning. We cannot receive education from books alone. The education which we obtain from friendships and co-operation with other students is exceedingly necessary to every boy and girl. Apart from the extra-curricular activities which are organized under the familiar titles of Athletic Association, Glee Club, Debating Club and others, there are those events of a purely social nature which must be considered in a well-rounded program in the high school. Ordinarily, we call these affairs socials, parties, or “proms.” Whether these be enjoyed by boys and girls together or separately is a matter which may be given special attention when the question arises. Certainly the former plan is nearer to the natural way of living and is to be emphasized. Social affairs teach a pupil the correct way to do the desirable things he will do anyway. Extra-curricular activities have a distinct moral value, and also give the pupil an equalization of opportunity. The color of one’s thoughts changes, as an escape is made from the routine business of a school program to the lively anticipa- tion of being one’s friends socially. The social training many students get in the high school is the only social training they do get. Boys and girls should know to some extent, how to carry on a conver- sation, how to please people, how to come and go without awkwardness. I o meet older men and women as well as people of their own age; to learn important, con- ventional social customs and to have respect for them, is in perfect harmony with the natural desire of the adolescent, who, be- cause of his expanding personality is sustained by the social medium in which he is placed. This means that social train- ing, which in the last analysis includes moral training, can only be given by means of concrete situations, and these are sure to arise. Dr. Royce once said: “Social conformity gives us social power. Such power brings to us a consciousness of who and what we are, hence we begin to have a will of our own. We may discover this will to be in sharp conflict with the will of society. This is what naturally happens to most of us for a time at least in youth.” It may seem a little thing to call after one has been invited to dinner, to rise when a lady enters the room, to eliminate such terms as “say” or listen” when beginning a conversation, but it is these little things which distinguish a trained from an un- trained individual. Dancing is a very favorable participa- tion at social functions. It gives poise, courteousness, democracy, sense of rhythm, and good taste of mind. Social functions should be held in every school. My answer to the question as to whether socials educate is strongly in the affirmative. 1930 THE TECH REVIEW 4.5 Islands in Fact and Fiction By Daniel Earle, '30. [Awarded Boys' Brize in Anthony Medal Contest.] Islands, those enchanted spots in the midst of a great ocean, which harbor pirates, castaways, and other heroes of our story book days. Many an exciting hour has been spent by most of us as we followed Robinson Crusoe about his little kingdom, or, hidden in some dark recess of Treasure Island, heard Long John Silver plot some dark and terrible deed. We have, in all of our imaginary visitings come upon our islands just as the last rays of a tropical sun were playing upon the highlands, bathing the whole vista in the most harmonious and enchanting colors possible. We have always wakened on our islands with the splash of a waterfall ringing in our ears, with a slight breeze swaying the palm trees, and with the prospect of a happy and beautiful day before us. We have invari- ably walked from our abode down to the seashore, and there we have seen the great blue ocean stretching away into oblivion, and, nearer to us myriads of beautiful fish darting in and out among the coral reefs. We have, without fail, seen our hero and heroine brought together by some queer twist of fate, and always have we left our island with a feeling of remorse which can only be likened to the loss of a very dear friend. I hese islands are the islands of fiction. I have traveled. My summers have been spent on the decks of mercantile vessels plying between the great ports of this world. I have seen the Atlantic, the Pacific, the Mediterranean, each in its calmness and then in its fury. Being of a romantic nature I have watched for one of my pictured islands in the hope that some day I might walk, in reality, in the foot-steps of Captain Kidd or Robinson Crusoe. In many of our voyages the lookout’s hail of Land, Ho! , would come down to us, and sure enough, in a short time we would see, rising before us an island. But w'hat a shock awaits one. This is not an island! It can’t be! Why! there arc no beautiful palm trees waving out their welcome to you; in fact, you see but a few struggling bushes. What is more, there are no beautiful waterfalls or bubbling springs. What! unbelievable as it may seem, there is no water of any kind. Surely, you say, this mass of broken stone and struggling vegetation is a glaring ex- ception to the general run of islands, but as each successive Land, Ho! brings you running to the ship’s rail, and you pass an- other of these barren spots, you begin to realize that the beautiful abodes of you. island heroes have been but the creation of the minds of authors. In spite of these things which I have just related, in spite of the fact that I may never travel again, I will always cherish my pictured island, and, if some day it is my good fortune to find it, I will be happy on the island of my story book days. rilE TECH REVIEW 19:50 40 The Night Before Christmas By Helen E. Kinnccom, '30. “’T was the night before Christmas And all through the house, Not a creature Was stirring; Not even a mouse. Jeanie Patterson’s cheeks dimpled in a smile as the nonsensical rhyme flitted through her head, but she sobered again as she reflected on the probable truth of the statement. She thought of that last Christ- mas Eve, of the lights, the gay crowd. Oh what a party that had been! Dear old Dad! Jeanie cupped her chin in her hands and fell to musing. A sweeter lass than Jeanie Patterson would be hard to find. Small of stature, golden hair, blue eyes, peach bloom cheeks and a wistful heart-shaped mouth combined to make what seemed to more than one person the most adorable bit of humanity he had ever seen. But this same, small Jeanie Patterson also had a will of her own, a stubborn will inherited from her Scotch- Irish father. A little less than a year ago these two wills had clashed. Jeanie had wanted to go abroad to study music; her father had been determined that she should not. Edwin Patterson was not a hard man, and he was well able to give his mother- less daughter anything she might desire in the way of education, travel or pleasure. But Jeanie was an only and idolized child, and her father wanted her all to himself. Yet she adhered to her decision, and on the night her father pronounced his verdict, Jeanie ran away, determined some- how to earn enough money to get across and thus obtain her one desire—to be a famous singer. Jeanie secured a small flat in a fairly good neighborhood in Brooklyn, N. Y., and managed to live by giving piano lessons to such pupils as she could pick up. and occasionally singing at parties or recep- tions at the homes of some of the more in- fluential members of the community, with whom she had become acquainted. That her father had searched for her, she knew, even to the extent of having hired detec- tives on her trail. But they had never found her, and the people about her were none the wiser. And tonight she was to sing at the Glcnn- Richardson’s Ball. Jeanie found herself thrilling to the fact, and her eyes sparkled as she slipped into her dress. It was a dainty affair of orchid taffeta which had taken two weeks’ pay in the purchasing; but Jeanie put it on without a pang. Tonight was to be a night of joy; time enough for remorse later. She powdered her small nose, gave a last searching glance in the mirror, and then, in the height of her ex- travagance, called a taxi. The Glenn-Richardson party was in full swing when Jeanie arrived, and she was met at the door by Mrs. Richardson, whom we shall call Natalie, herself a charming debutante of only three years previous. As Jeanie entered, a young man in a corner of the room started violently, but soon re- covered himself and hastily looked around to see if anyone had noticed his act. He reassured himself on that score, and after staring hard at Jeanie for a few seconds longer, he rose and made his way to the side of James Richardson, of the junior law firm of Richardson Bourne, who was sitting rather disconsolately on a sofa and looking decidedly bored with the whole affair. Bruce Sydney, whom we shall take this opportunity to introduce, was a young fel- low of about twenty-three, and just out of college. He stood about five feet nine, and 1980 THE TECH REVIEW 47 was the possessor of a mop of curly coal- black hair, rather deep set blue-gray eyes, and a shining row of even, white teeth, which showed to advantage when he parted his lips in a quick, dazzling smile, which he often did. It was with one of these flashing smiles that he greeted Jim Richardson as he seated himself in a chair directly opposite. I say, Jim, who is that stunning blonde over on the divan with Natalie?” Jim shot a glance in the direction of the divan. “Oh, that’s Jcanie Patterson. She’s to sing tonight I believe. Not of much consequence socially but has a good voice.” At this moment Jeanic began to sing, and the as- sembly with one accord ceased their chatter to listen breathlessly. “Jove! what a voice,” murmured Bruce Sydney under his breath. Dancing followed later in the evening and Jeanie was whirling merrily around the floor with a rather sophisticated young blonde when she felt a light touch on her shoulder, and she found herself surrendered from the arms of her partner to those of a tall, prepossessing young giant with a most captivating smile. She tilted her head saucily and looked at him. “I think you’re rather presuming, aren’t you, to carry me off like this? I don’t even know your name.” ” I hat’s easily remedied. Miss Patter- son, I’d like to present Bruce Sydney. At your service.” All this was said so courteously and with such irresistablc good nature that Jeanic found it impossible to be angry with him. I hey danced together several times after that, and Jcanie found herself liking him more and more as the evening wore on. After the dancing came games, and, of course, the inevitable mistletoe, which latter Jeanie had artfully escaped. But even on the night before Christmas people begin to get tired when the “wee sma’ hours o’ morn creep round, and thus Jeanic found it. At last people began to go. She was rising from her chair when Bruce suddenly appeared as though by proxy. “I’m going to see you home.” Jcanie smiled. “I’m too tired to object. Even if I wanted to.” Bruce did not deign to answer this last remark, but picked up her wrap and held it for her. She looked up to thank him. As she did so she felt a hand under her chin, her head was tilted forcibly back, and before she knew it she had been kissed. She wrenched away quickly. “How dare you,” she blazed. For answer, Bruce pointed laughingly to the mistletoe hanging directly above her head. She blushed furiously, and during the ride home silence reigned. • About a month later, around ten o’clock in the morning, a hatlcss figure ran up the steps of the Richardson mansion, rang the bell furiously, rushed past the astonished maid and into the living room. Seeing no one in sight he called, “Jim, oh Jim! In a few seconds Jim appeared clad in a bathrobe and slippers. He blinked a few times as though to assure himself that he was really seeing straight. “Bruce Syd- ney! Of all persons, what brings you here at this unearthly hour in the morning? Bruce dismissed all preliminaries with a wave of the hand. “Jim, I’d like to talk with you privately for about ten minutes. May I?” Wondering, Jim led the way to his study. Once or twice he glanced at Bruce’s face and what lie saw there did not reas- sure him, for Bruce looked as though he had not slept for a week. He was not kept in suspense long, for as soon as they were fairly seated, Bruce burst out with, “Jim, where is Jeanie Patterson? Jim stared at him uncomprehendingly. Why, surely you’ve heard. She sailed for Europe last week. 48 THE TECH REVIEW 1930 Bruce looked up thunderstricken. “Europe! But how, and why?” A friend of Natalie’s heard her sing at the Christmas Eve Ball last month, and offered to finance her musical education abroad. So . . . she’s gone. That’s all I know.” Bruce’s eyes were pleading mutely. “But she left no word with me. I did not even know she was going.” “Was she — anything to you?”, Jim spoke hesitatingly. Bruce looked up quickly. Was it as obvious as that? “I guess I’d better tell you the whole story,” he said. “Then you’ll understand better.” He began de- terminedly. “Ever since I graduated from college I have been with the Secret Service. A little over a month ago I was sent to New York by Edwin Patterson, a Chicago millionaire, in hopes that I could find his daughter who had run away from home some time previous, and whom he has never heard from since. All by accident I chanced upon Jeanie Patterson and decided that she was the party I was looking for. Then the trouble began. The moment I set my eyes on her, I fell madly in love with her. We went around together until last week, when I asked her to marry me. She refused on the plea that she preferred a career to marriage. I begged her to re- con: idcr, but it was useless. And now, she has gone, leaving no word. “But what of her father? Bruce groaned. “That’s the worst of it. I wras so engrossed in Jeanie that I ne- glected to write her father. I never made my business known to her, so of course she never suspected that I knew her father. And now it is too late.” “Couldn’t you locate her in Paris?” “I can at least try, for her father’s sake.” “How about your own?” Bruce rose to his feet and shook his head unsmilingly. “I don’t think it’s much use.. Thanks for the information, Jim. See you later.” The two men parted, and although Jim heard that Bruce had sailed for Paris the following week, he was destined to lose all track of him for a long time. Three years had passed and Christmas Eve had come again with its joys and sor- rows, its gaiety and laughter. In a small but select cafe in Paris sat Jeanie Patter- son. She has not changed much since we last saw her. Though fame and fortune had smiled upon her, she was not happy. For there was a downward droop of the mouth, and dark shadows under the eyes that had been entirely unknown to the Jeanie Patterson of old. Across the table from her sat a wiry little Frenchman who was evidently asking a favor. “But, Mademoiselle, you will come, yes? I beg of you. It would make me famous. I will make it worth your while. Mademoiselle.” Jeanie assented wearily, and the little Frenchman departed murmuring estatically, “Ah, tonight the famous Mademoiselle Patterson sings at my theatre. And ze Ambassador will be there also. It is well.” After he had gone Jeanie drooped her head pathetically on her arm, and gazed unseeingly out of the open window. Fame was hers, yes even as she had dared imagine in her wildest dreams. Hers was the power to sway a million hearts. She smiled bitterly. Yes, but in the gaining of this she had lost the most precious prize of all—Love! So the American Ambas- sador was to be guest of honor at the 1 heatre Dcs Royalcs tonight. She won- dered idly what he looked like. It would seem good to see an American anyway. Suddenly she became aware that people were staring at her. She rose to her feet, half angrily, and left the cafe. 1 o:j() THE TECH REVIEW 49 The evening performance at the Thea- tre Des Royales was on. The little French- man’s beaming face fairly radiated light as he came to the front of the stage and made the next announcement. Ladies and gentlemen, it gives me great pleasure to pre- sent at this time Mademoiselle Jeanie Pat- terson. Jeanie came forward, smiled and bowed mechanically. A thunder of applause broke. Up in the Ambassador’s box a man started as though shot. My God, it can’t be—Jeanie! As though in answer she happened at that moment to turn her face in his direc- tion. Their eyes met. She turned whiter than death. The overture to her number was playing. She must go through with it somehow! At last it was over. The curtain fell. The excited audience clapped and cheered. Encore! Encore! But the encore never came. For in back of the stage two hearts were reunited, and Bruce Sydney held close in his arm� a sob- bing girl, and whispered huskily, “Jeannine, my Jeannine. Outside, pealing softly on the clear, frosty air, the cathedral chimes rang out as though in benediction. And it was the night before Christmas. BY THESE WORDS YE SHALL KNOW THEM “Ray Westcott— C’mon—let’s go! Esther Devine— “Don’t be like that! Bill Sand ford— Got your money ready? Em Moran— Plot Sox!” Ed” Cullen— I hope so!—?” Dot Peden— Aw-right Alice Peacock— Oh—Please!” “Tut Ferrara— Well—I like that! Elna Blomquist—“Oh—Hec(k) ! Ruth Drew— Don’t do that! Ed” Geremia— More power!” Roy Pearson— C’mon—break it up! Irma Russin— She’s a ion ! Esther Grande— And how! Frank Gannon— What d’ya mean? Bud Ferraioli— Izzatso?” ' Jess MacKinnon— Ya know what? “Grade” Cripps— My word! Helen Kinnecom— Oo-oo-oo, how in- triguing! Franklin Walker— Oh—h—yeah? “Beau” Gosset— You lvould.—you’re just that type! “Howie” Scholz— Hot stuff—much.” Dan Earle— Well—I’ll-be-darned!’’ Ruth Nodine— Aw—g’wan.” Henry Deering— Check! Ruth Pease— Oh—Dawd. “Lee Briggs— Be good? Kay” McCarthy— It must be love!” 1 essie Ciamporcero— How dumb! Lucy Miragliuolo— Oh! give me a break! Florence Santos— How’d you get that way? Marion Draper— Now, listen. Mildred Pierce— Jumping grasshop- I • pers! M. P. H. 50 1930 THE TECH REVIEW h Comics ? figuring our TUP Or Au � )- A R£VE£T S - Si£V £££ AT 3:5,0 VO Tl i rr NfPlftATlOfS FOD ' AT ° UEF THEFE- IDEA KEEP WHEN T -IE A IGMTJ US UP LATf 0 MOMftyOPA' IV DOA G T£LCH'm!i m ni iii 1930 T II E TECH REVIEW 51 Academic Honors for Tech The following academic honors have been granted to Technical High School pupils at Brown University: Hicks Prizes for Excellence in Debale— Prizes are awarded to the students showing the greatest ability in a public debate between representatives of the Junior and Sophomore classes. Second Prize to ANTHONY DELSESTO. 1931. Providence James Manning Scholarships— Awarded to those undergraduates whore work throughout the year has been of such excellence that they are deemed worthy of very high academic distinction. ERNEST ALFRED CUTLER. 1930. Providence Francis Wayland Scholarships— Awarded to those undergraduates whose work throughout the year, though not of the highest standard, has been of such excellence that they arc deemed worthy of high academic distinction. DAVID JOSEPH COLBERT. 1929, Providence Preliminary and Final Honors— Awarded at the close of the Sophomore year to students whose work for the two years has been of exceptional character. They are of two grades: I. Preliminary highest honors, awarded to those whose grades contain not less than 65' ' A, and 100% A and B. In 1929 these were awarded to the following members of the Class of 1931 : CHARLES POTTER, Providence Awarded to those whose grades contain not less than 30% A, and not less than 70% A and B; provided they have not received a grade lower than C in more than 10% of their work. ANTHONY DELSESTO, Providence Final Honors Class of 1929— DAVID JOSEPH COLBERT, Providence—Mathematics Honorary Societies— R. I. Alpha of the Phi Beta Kappa Society. FREDERICK CRESCITELLI, 1930. Providence The Brown Chapter of the Society of the Sigma XI: DAVID JOSEPH COLBERT. Providence. 1929 FREDERICK CRESCITELLI “ 1930 ERNEST ALFRED CUTLER “ 1930 Honor Scholarships— Pembroke College in Brown University. Elisha Benjamin Andrews Scholarships— Awarded to those undergraduates of Pembroke College whose work throughout the year has been of such excellence that they are deemed worthy of very high academic distinction. PAULINE ADELAIDE GREENE. Providence, 1929 EVELYN FORSYTH JILLSON JUANITA BENNETT TALLMAN Lulu amelia vorleck Final Honors— MARJORIE LORRAINE ELLIS, Providence, 1929 PAULINE ADELAIDE GREENE BESSIE WILHELMINA JOHNS MARJORIE MILLER KENT 52 THE TECH REVIEW 1930 R. I. Alpha of the Phi Beta Kappa Society—Women's Section— BESSIE WILHELMINA JOHNS, Providence. 1929 MARJORIE MILLER KENT JUANITA BENNETT TALLMAN Broivn Chapter of the Society of the Sigma XI, Associate Membership— PAULINE ADELAIDE GREENE. Providence. 1929 EVELYN FORSYTH JILLSON LULU AMELIA VORLECK The Anne Crosby Emery Alumnae Fellowship— Awarded to a member of the graduating class of Pembroke College on the basis of scholarly ability, excellence and breadth of general character, and good health, for a year of graduate study at any American university or college of acknowledged standing. For 1929-30 the fellowship was awarded to— LULU AMELIA VORLECK, Ph.B., Brown, 1929 THOUGHTS I am sitting in my office Alone and very sad. My thoughts drift back to dear old 1 ech And the pals that I once had. Through four short years we worked and played. Each one a classmate true; And then we parted, every one. Why shouldn’t I feel blue? My pals and friends have scattered To numerous parts of the earth. And with them taking memories sweet Of l ech and its lasting mirth. But still I hope and still I pray T hat in the days to come, I will meet again my pals and friends With whom I had such fun. Merrill 5. Faxon. “Vangie”:—“What’s that dark mark across the sky?” “Mim : “Oh, that’s where one of those sky scrapers scratched it.” Farmer: Hello, Ed. Say, we’ve got a freak up at our place—a two-legged calf.” Neighbor: “Yeah, I know it. He came over to call on my daughter last night.” Three ways of disseminating News— 1 elephone I elegraph Tele wo man. Phil Simons (leading the band): “Hey, you!—can’t you get in tune?” Greco: “What! And sacrifice my indi- viduality?” Hec: “Please.” She: “No.” Hec: “Oh, please.” She: “No.” Hec: “Oh, please ” She: “No ! ! ” Hec: “Please, just this once.” She: “I said NO ! ! ! ” Hec: “Aw, Ma, all the fellows have knickers.” um TIIE TECH REVIEW 53 BV Helen E. Kinnecom, '30. Bang! Crash! I was suddenly roused from my reverie by the sudden realization that something had happened. I slid the controls forward, and nosed my plane earthward. When at last I sighted what I thought to be a good landing place, I made a fairly good landing considering limita- tions, and then crawled out of the cockpit to look about me. At first I could see nothing, but in a moment I spied another plane which was trying to land beside mine. As soon as it had fairly stopped I ran over and inquired breathlessly what had hap- pened. To my great relief the pilot assured me that I had done no harm in bumping her plane, so we laughed and passed it off as a joke. “I’m awfully sorry though,” said my companion, but I really didn’t see you until I hit you.” Well, I guess it really was my fault, I admitted rather shamefacedly, “because I wasn’t thinking about where I was going at all. I was dreaming of the old days when I used to go to l ech, ’way back in 1930, and—” Here I was interrupted by an ejaculation from my companion. You used to go to lech! What class were you in?” Why the class of January, 1930, I answered. The other pilot at this point solemnly removed her helmet and goggles, and to my utter amazement I beheld my old class- mate, Grace Cripps. At first I could not resign myself to the miracle of timid little Grace Cripps driving an aeroplane, but when she informed me that she was start- ing on her fourth trans-Atlantic flight the next week, I began to get reconciled to the fact, and we were sitting on an old stump talking merrily of olden times when Jessie MacKinnon suddenly climbed out of the rear cockpit, adjusted her lorgnette, and in a lazy drawl inquired if anything had hap- pened. She was delighted to see another of her old classmates and after being as- sured that everything was all right we set- tled down to a cosy chat. Jessie explained that she was married to F. Scott Fitzgerald, the famous author, and that they were residing temporarily at the Biltmore Hotel during a reception tendered her husband by the city of Providence. She said that Carlie Kotler and Jeanne Bercovitz had an exclusive style shop on Fifth Avenue in which Esther Grande and Theresa Ciam- percero were employed as mannequins. Grace supplied the information that Rus- sell Vernet was a Professor of Greek at Yale University, and this reminded me that I had heard just last week that Howard Umstead and Charlie Whittaker had beaten the world’s record for flagpole sitting by nineteen days. 54 THE TECH REVIEW 1030 All good limes, however, must come lo an end, so we said goodbye, but not until I had promised Grace to spend the after- noon with her after she should return from taking Jessie back to New York in search of a beloved hat which her maid had neglected to pack. I watched them take off, and then with a farewell wave of the hand I jumped in my plane and was soon well on my way to Providence. Upon arriving I acted on Grace’s suggestion and parked my plane at Tahakjian’s Garage at the most reasonable rate of five dollars per day, and went up to the Public Library to read. I consulted Emily Moran, the head librarian, as to some good books with which to while away the time, whereupon she pointed to a row of the latest novels. I soon discovered to my great joy that I ac- tually knew some of the authors. There were books by “Tut” Ferrara, Knight Dunkerley, and several by Max Broom- field, including a Parody On The Consti- tution Of The United States, and a Criti- cism Of Burke’s Speech translated from the original Greek. I found that I would not have time to do justice to all these wonderful books, so I soon forsook them for a newspaper. burning to the sports page I read that “Ted” Seymour and Adri- ence Platt, two former l ech football stars, were expected to win the victory for the Red Sox that day in Chicago; also, that Linda Anderson was to compete with Glenna Col- lett for the title of the World’s Woman Golf Champion. Glancing a little farther down the page I was informed of the fact that Irma Russin and Elna Blomquist were to race each other in a swim across the English Channel. I was just getting in- terested in an article which proclaimed Ly- man Downie and Everett Ernst the cham- pion track stars of New England, when Grace arrived and I had to leave. As it was after one o’clock we decided to eat before we did any more looking around. We finally decided on Miss Cleinman’s lea Shoppe at 431 Weybosset Street. After we had seated ourselves and ordered our luncheon according to the laws of Diet and Health which we had learned in our Nutrition Course at Tech, whom should we discover at the table opposite us but Henry Salisbury and Franklin Walker. As they were traveling salesmen for the Majestic Electric Radio Corp., they could not be long in a room where there was a radio without trying it out, so they accordingly walked over to the one which stood in a corner of the room. To their delight they found it was a Majestic, and after first listening to a most agonizing series of squawks, squeals, howls, and other equally discomfiting noises, we enjoyed a most en- tertaining program. Miss Semonoff, the announcer for Station WJAR, began by intioducing Esther Devine and Whipple Howard who entertained with a group of violin and piano specialties. This was fol- lowed by the opera “Don Giovanni” as sung by a quartet consisting of Kay Mc- Carthy, Francis Gannon, Edith Capomac- chio, and Ewart Dawson, accompanied by Phil Simons and his orchestra. Next on the program was a debate between Marvin Cornell and Edward Geremia, after which a reading by Marguerite Howard and a talk by Bill Sandford on “How I Became a Multimillionaire” (this reminded us that Bill used to be class treasurer) brought the program to a close. We paid our respects to Miss Cleinman, bade adieu to Henry and Franklin, and began our tour of Provi- dence with a feeling of pleasant anticipa- tion. The first squelch to this feeling was re- ceived along with a yellow ticket from traffic policeman Eddie Garlarneau, fol- lowing which sonorous episode, we were pulled in for speeding by State Cop Art Jojorian. Our enthusiasm, however, was not seriously dampened by these few minor 1930 THE TECH REVIEW 9 W incidents, and we soon resumed our tour, praying hopefully that the next mishap would not be a couple of blowouts on Grace’s old tin Lizzie which we were using as the means of our transportation. Our next stopping place was Miss Draper’s School for Girls. Our rap on the door was answered by Miss Draper’s right hand assistant, a rosy cheeked girl with big, brown eyes, who proved to be none other than our old classmate Dorothy Morrish. We were shown directly to Miss Draper’s office, where we received a warm welcome. We were surprised to find that the teaching staff consisted of Anna Bornstein, Mary Fallows, George Low, Lucy Miraguolo, George Durfee, and Margaret Gosset, with Florence Santos as Gym Instructor. Miss Draper herself escorted us through the classrooms, which most enjoyable part being over, we retired again to the office where we proceeded to talk away the best part of an hour. As we were preparing to leave. Miss Draper asked us if we had heard that Ruth Drew was in the Rhode Island Hospital for an operation on a weakened arm, which the nurses declared was caused by her having carried too many books during her sojourn at l ech. We had not, so as we had plenty of time at our disposal, Grace suggested that we go to see her. I assented eagerly and with a parting wave to Marion, we were off again. We had gone about a mile when I per- ceived a most strange looking procession slowly wending its way toward us. I pointed this out to Grace, who promptly pulled over to one side and stopped, that we might better view proceedings. As the procession drew near, the words “Eat Gormley Bros. Coughdrops” became dis- tinguishable on a banner borne aloft by the two men heading the line. The two proved to be the Gormley Brothers them- selves, who bowed and smiled as they passed us. As we sat there watching the crowd go by Grace suddenly exclaimed. “Look, Helen, isn’t that Ralph How- land; the fifth one in back of Charlie Gormley?’’ I looked, and sure enough there was not only Ralph Howland, but Albert Busbec, Charles Almy, John Tier- ney, George Weaver, and Henry Johnson, all dressed in bright green trousers with tunics of red and yellow, and bearing aloft- a huge box of the aforesaid coughdrops. In back of them came a large truck gaily decorated with red and yellow streamers and driven by George Devine. In the back of the truck was a machine invented by Schrino Greco, who was demonstrating how the coughdrops were made as the truck drove slowly along. A smile came to our lips as we recognized Morgan Thompson in the back of the truck mixing up the sticky things and feeding them into the machine, for we remembered Morgan’s weakness for sweets only too well. In the rear of the truck, winding up the procession, were Edward Temple and Lester Henrik- son bearing another banner, this time with the words “It Pays To Advertise” gaudily painted in huge red and yellow letters. We watched the parade until the last flut- ter of bright colored tunic had disappeared around a bend in the road, and then with a sigh of pleasure we again resumed our journey. “ This certainly has been quite an adven- turous day, hasn’t it ?’’ I remarked to Grace. “It seems to me I haven’t had such an in- teresting time and seen so many of our classmates all together since graduation.” “Well the day isn’t over yet,” said Grace wisely, which remark I found to be only too true when we reached the hospital. We were shown to Ruth’s room by head nurse Elvira McKendall, who left us at the door with a warning not to stay too long. Ruth was delighted to see us, and we found her the same fun-loving person as our classmate of yore. While we were 56 T II E T E C II R E V I E W 1930 there she added quite a bit of information as to the whereabouts of our classmates to what we had already learned. We found that Herbie Thornton, who used to jerk sodas in the Boston Store, now owned the store, but because of his exrteme modesty was still jerking sodas; also, that Eraclio Del Sesto and Edmund Castignacci were the most successful Real Estate Dealers about Providence, and that Russell Hager and Armand Ferrioli were reporters on the Evening Bulletin Staff. Ruth was just giving us a funny account of how Leonard Sherman, the Superintendent of the Hos- pital, had slipped on a banana peel left in the corridor by Clinton Dawson, a young interne, and fallen downstairs into the scrubwoman’s pail, when Doctor Walt Waterman came in to look at Ruth’s arm. He informed us that Lillian Jacobs, be- cause of her beautiful blonde hair, had been allowed to double for Betty Compson. He also said that Roy Pearson and John Goodwin had recently returned from a hunting trip in Africa with the Prince of Wales, and were now living at their re- spective estates in Hollywood, California, where Roy was employed as a scenario writer. He pronounced Ruth’s arm greatly improved, and after leaving a string of orders with the nurse, which proceeding caused Ruth to make several faces at him, he left, and after bidding Ruth adieu, we soon followed his suit. As we were going down the corridor, I happened to look in one of the open doors, where I beheld Mildred Pierce soothing the fevered brow of Mr. Cush- man, who, it seemed, had suffered a ner- vous collapse after correcting a set of Civics papers which were all A’s. To my remark to Mildred that I was surprised to see her there she replied that many of our class- mates were employed there. Evelyn Mowry, Kathryn Nadeau, and Mary Crowell were nurses. Claude Chadwick, George Bans, Irving Rubin, and Bob Byrne were doctors, (imagine it!) while Emerette Barden was the head dietitian. After leaving the hospital time hung rather heavily on our hands, so we decided to attend the evening performance of That’s Why” at the Albee Theatre. As we still had a half hour to spare we stopped at Pitassi’s Drug Store, which was located on the site of the old Pond Annex for the convenience of High School students. We ordered our sodas and sat down to wait and look about us, which latter part we found most interesting. Over in one corner of the room sat Muriel McLaughlin chew- ing the rag” with her old side-kick Evange- line Jerald, both of whom had been in- structors at Handy’s School for Dancing, until Muriel had discovered the notorious criminal who had robbed the Industrial Trust Company Bank, and thus received a million dollars reward. Since that time she had been in training for a woman de- tective, and having completed her training had gone into business, taking Evangeline as her partner. A few minutes after they had left, Henry Decring, whom we had heard was now a model for Men’s Snappy Clothes at a shop on Fifth Avenue, came in with his better half. As we were going out of the door we bumped into two sailors, who proved to be Arthur De Cesare and Fred Costello. We extricated ourselves, apologized, and managed to reach the theatre without further mishap. When we reached the theatre we found Bill Gregson and Herbert Stromberg tak- ing tickets, and after securing good orches- tra seats we settled down to enjoy the play. It was an amusing comedy written by Harold Lindberg, and dedicated to Mr. Manchester, directed by Don Jeffrey, and starring Leila Briggs and Ed Cullen, both of the Albee Stock Company. The cast included Mason Daniels, Alice Peacock, Fred Colagiovanni, Milton Kaufman, and 1930 THE TECH REVIEW 57 Howard Scholz, who, ever since his grad- uation from Annapolis, had been with the Albee Stock Company, played the part of the villiain. I he theme song was written by Ira Redinger. The play was followed by vaudeville which opened with a specialty dance by Dot” Pcden and Ruthie” Pease, a one-act comedy with Vincent Bat- tle and Eli Malatt, and the presenting of Ralph Daniels and Merrill Faxon, who had succeeded Correll and Cosden, as the inim- itable Amos and Andy. Following their annual scrap was an exhibition of archery shooting by the world’s champion, Ray Westcott, after which Esther Almy, who had lately returned from her ranch out West with a collection of cowboys and rattlesnakes exhibited these curiosities, dur- ing which time several of the women pres- ent (myself included) fainted. When I came to, the first thing which caught my attention was Ernie Ahnberg and Milton Alemida explaining the miracle of how they travelled around the world in a Ford without having one flat tire. The secret proved to be that the tires were made of cast iron, and following this marvelous reve- lation, a group of clog dances by Earle Clarence brought the program to a close. As we were about to leave we happened to glance up toward one of the boxes where we beheld Francis Pickering, the newly-elected Governor of Rhode Island, with three members of his staff; namely, Edward Robinson, George Messier, and George Cairo. As we were filing out, we received cards soliciting the patronage of the new Crossley Hotel, which stood on the site of the old Biltmore Hotel. As it was too late for either Grace or I to return to our respective home towns that night we decided to remain overnight at the Cross- ley. Upon reaching there we registered, and were shown to our room by Leslie Cross- ley himself. After we had freshened up a bit we went down to the lounging room where we discovered Dot Skirrow and Ruth Nodine. We recited our adventures, and received in exchange some news equally interesting. “Dot” said that she was a stenographer for the law firm of Miller Meadus in Boston, and Ruth ex- plained that she was making a tour of Prov- idence collecting autographs of famous people before leaving on her annual trip abroad. Dot said that Fred Del Nero, Joseph O’Beirnc, Walter Kubat, and An- thony Fonaro were with the Metropolitan Life Insurance Company, also that Albert Ferri and John Lombardi were newly elected Congressmen. Ruth happened to know that Rudolph Occomy was teaching the three R’s in a country school in New Hampshire, and that Sydney Leibo was a swimming instructor at the Olneyville Boys’ Club. Grace said that Dan Earl, the fa- mous model for Ads of Arrow Collars, was registered at the Crossley, also Peter Tarlaian and Louis Geremia, two promi- nent young aviators, who had recently re- turned from Honolulu. At this point there was a lull in the conversation, and I idly picked up a magazine which I scanned in- terestedly when I found it was edited by Theodore Zenofsky, and published by the Dimase Publishing Company. I spent a half hour in reading an article about Vin- cent Grossi and Joseph Pignatelli who had the plans for the new White House well under way, and I was deep in an account of the National Umbrella Makers’ Ball, in which Diriar Mukitarian and Vahan Mikaelian figured prominently as stock owners, when I was brought back to earth by a stifled yawn from Dot” and a re- mark from Grace that it was way past little girls’ bedtimes. However, we con- tinued to sit there for some few minutes after “Dot and Ruth had gone, thinking soberly of days gone by, and of the many happy hours spent at dear old Tech. 58 THE TECH REVIEW 1030 Finally, when twelve big booms of the clock announced the hour of midnight, we went to bed where sleep soon shut out all thoughts of reminiscence. So farewell to you my classmates; on life’s broad way may success ever crown your efforts, and may the memories of dear old Tech never cease to spur you onward. Au revoir. A Momentary Mystery Kenneth L. Godfrey, '30. On a certain Saturday in August Detec- tive Snoop decided to take a walk in the country and clear the cobwebs from what he fondly called his brain. Accordingly, he pushed and jostled his way through the milling noonday throng to the railway station, where he soon became entrained for a certain country town which lay be- tween two great cities. As a friend had told him that there they took in the side- walks at nine o’clock, he thought that it would be sufficiently peaceful for relaxa- tion. After arriving at the station, he started up a small road, bound for nowhere in particular. Soon the road entered some woods, and after following it for about five minutes Detective Snoop came upon a house. It was set well back from the road. The few blinds that still hung on the house showed the devastating effects of time and weather. Some bricks from the tottering chimney lay on the sagging roof. From between cracks in the rotting boards of the sunken veranda grew grass and weeds. The trees, which grew closely around the house, so filtered the sunlight that the scene was in a state of perpetual shadow, while two bare windows in the front of the house seemed to look forth with a sad and dis- consolate air, the whole giving the place a singularly gloomy and melancholy appear- ance. As Detective Snoop approached the house he unconsciously ceased whistling and leaned up against the decaying fence. As he did so, a shriek from one of the upper windows rent the air. “Help! Murder!” smote upon his ears. Then silence reigned. Detective Snoop consulted his correspond- ence school notebook and then, opening the gate which groaned protestingly, he crept up the overgrown path to the house. An ominous silence hung like a pall over the place. The detective cautiously opened the front door and peered into the gloom within. The room was empty. He slipped inside the room and was peering about, when a heavy step crossed the floor over his head. A shriek, a muttered curse, the sound of a falling body, and then deathly quiet. From between a crack in the spread- ing boards over his head, something red and sticky fell on the hand of Detective Snoop. “Blood!” he muttered. Drawing his trusty revolver, he leaped up the stairs and flung open the door of the room from whence had issued the sounds. What a sight met his eyes! There, on an old chair, sat a man munching a sandwich. In front of him on the floor lay an overturned table and a broken bottle of catsup, while in a corner, with a morsel of bread still in his claws and a handkerchief wrapped around his beak, fluttered a parrot. 1030 THE TECH REVIEW 59 TECH jk _ «ft BITS lV WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO 00 WHEN YOU GRADUATE ? YOU MEAN WHAT AM I GOING TO DO IF I GRADUATE. [d«mt mind ME. i’m i JUST A FRESHMAN q 1 LOOKING for room % I HE-MY SHOES ARE JUST KILLING MY FELT. SHE - THEY’RE KILUNG MINE TOO. J CAPT.OF TECHS 1929 FOOTBALL TEAM PICTURE OF A STUDENT WAITING FOR THE |:2 5 LUNCH PERIOD - ( -(1 Gardner, goes Over the top e. MORALLY 31 ( ) THE TECH REVIEW 1930 SUPERLATIVES OF JANUARY ’30 (By Class Vole) Most Popular Boy ............................................... “Ray” Westcott Girl ...............................................Elna Blomquist Liveliest Boy .......................... ........................ “Tut” Ferrara Girl .........................................................Ruth Drew Most Bashful Boy.................................................................“Bill” Sandford Girl .................................. .....Elvira McKendall Most Handsome Boy .......Howard Scholz..............Prettiest Girl...Esther Devine Most Studious Boy ...................................................“Don” Jeffrey Girl ........................................... Emerette Barden Most Athletic Boy.........................................................“Ted” Seymour Girl ................................................ Elna Blomquist Wisest Boy...................................................... Max Broomfield Girl ....................................................... Kay McCarthy Wittiest Boy..................................................... Max Broomfield Girl .....................'...................................Ruth Drew Most Modest Boy..................................................................Knight Dunkerly Girl .......................................Margaret (Beau) Gossett Quietest Boy ....................................................... Henry Salisbury Girl .................................................... Mildred Peirce Most Versatile Boy .................................................. “J ut” Ferrara Girl ................................................................Ruth Nodine Snappiest Dresser—Boy ............................................................“Tut” Ferrara —Girl ...........................................Jeanne Bercovitz Best Dancer—Boy...................................................“Charlie” Almy —Girl ...................................................“Em” Moran Most lovable Boy.................................................Walter Waterman Girl .................................................. Doris Skirrow Merriest Boy.........................................................Henry Deering Girl .....................................................Florence Santos Sportiest Boy..................................................... “Tut” Ferrara Smallest Boy ....................................................... “Don” Jeffrey Girl .......................................................Grace Cripps I allest Boy ............................................_....... Fred Del Nero Girl ......................................................Linda Anderson Most Solemn Boy .......................................Howard (Umpy) Umpstead Girl ................................................Margaret Gosset Most Innocent Boy ...................................................Roy Pearson Girl ..................................................Esther Almy Most Popular Teacher—Man......................................Mr. Edward Brown —Woman ............................ Miss Beatrice F. Kohlberg Most Favored Study ............................................................ Civics Popular club ................................................ Glee Club Best School ................................................................ Tech Class....................................... -......................Jan. ’30 11)30 THE TECH REVIEW ()1 j TELEVO'X Bill MKCHANICriL MAN And Lies'___________ OurGreatest Rival Por-One Hore Year: THE TECH REVIEW 1930 62 The Romance of an Old Colonial Mansion By Helen E. Kinnccom, '30 It had been one of those warm, lazy days so typical of Alabama. Now at twi- light, when a cool breeze was beginning to stir softly among the trees, I sat idly on the veranda watching the various activities which were going on around me. The sun was setting in a mist of gold and ciimson glory. All about me lay the glamour and romance of the old South. Across the street some negroes were singing to the tum-tum-tum of the banjo; here and there an old colored mammy crooned a sleepy lul- laby, while in the treetops the drowsy birds chirped their good-night song. My glance fell next upon an old mansion, half hidden in a mass of shrubs, trees, and tangled vines. It presented a most irresistible as- pect of romance, and I could not resist the temptation to go over and sit in the shade of the big elm tree, which overshadowed the steps. I settled back dreamily, and closed my eyes. Down the street the ne- groes were still singing,— “O i Susannah, No tv don't you cry for me. I'se grvinc to Alabama IVif mah banjo on my knee. I started. Could that have been a voice? Soon it came again, softly. “Would you like to hear a story?” I stared about. I could see nothing but the white walls of the old mansion which rose but dimly in the fast fading twilight. Soon the voice spoke once more, gently, in- sistantly. And then, without waiting for an answer the old mansion began its story. “Long years ago, I was owned by a wealthy Southern planter named Clinton Sutherland. He had one daughter, a beau- tiful, dark-eyed girl, who was unlike the other women of that time, in that she was extremely bright and vivacious, instead of nonchalant and languid. She had one fault—she loved to flirt! It was a great relief to her parents when she finally became engaged to Jordan Lee, the son of a next door neighbor, and with whom Naomi had grown up from cradle days. Naomi’s parents approved of the short engagement preferred by Jordan, al- beit their reason was for fear that capricious Naomi might change her mind. The wed- ding date was set for June, two months after the engagement had been announced. 1 hen came the Civil War, bringing with it the call to arms, which stirred the hearts of every loyal son of both North and South to immediate response. Tramp! Tramp! Tramp! Early one morning in June, 1861, the measured tread of marching feet fell upon the ears of the bystanders. Every step brought with it fresh grief to the hearts of all those who watched. There were mothers, old and gray-haired, there were sobbing children who clung to their mothers’ skirts; the wives, the sweethearts, the sis- ters, all were there. For this was the call to arms! But in this crowd we fail to find Naomi Sutherland. No, she is at home, trying on a new dress to be worn at a party that night. What cares she if Jordan Lee has gone to war. There are others, and it is a relief to be free from the restrictions of an engagement. But the look that had been in Jordan’s eyes when he kissed her good-bye haunted her, and her eyes grew tender as she thought, for she was not altogether heartless—only frivolous and un- thinking. The preparations for the party, however, soon diverted her attention, and her lover was forgotten in the ensuing prob- 1930 THE TECH REVIEW 63 lem of whether to wear red or white roses in her hair that night. • One year of the war had passed, with its tale of defeat for the South, and taking its toll of death from both North and South. And Naomi Sutherland was in love. She could not have told you just what the fas- cination was—whether it was his tall, splendid figure, topped with its magnificent thatch of blonde, curly hair, which made so striking a contrast to her dark beauty, or the resolute set of his chin, or the smile in those blue-gray eyes. But, at any rate, in love they were, and she was to meet him in the garden at six o’clock. At last she was ready. She ran out of the door and down the path which lead to the garden, peering anxiously into the dusk as she neared the rose-arbour. Yes, he was there already! “Paul, you did come!” He laughed gently as he kissed her. And did you think I would stay away? But wait, I have somthing for you.” He pulled from his pocket a letter and handed it to her. Naomi paled as she recognized the writ- ing. “It is from Jordan. How did you—” Paul Stuart regarded her gravely, exactly. “He came today with a message for our leader, telling us to expect more fugitive slaves tonight at the Underground Tunnel. When he found I knew you, he gave me the message which you just re- ceived. Naomi shrugged her shoulders impa- tiently. “But let’s not talk of him. What of our plans for tomorrow night?” I have decided, Naomi, that we can- not be married until the war is ended. I am a Union Soldier on Southern soil assist- ing slaves to escape through the under- ground tunnel. You do not realize the danger of my position. And then, your parents!” Naomi stamped her foot angrily. “I do realize your position fully. But there wouldn’t be half as much fuss now as there would be after the war is over. And as for my parents, you know very well that my father is one of the most staunch abolitionists the South possesses.” Paul’s face grew sadder as he spoke. “But have you thought of Jordan? You know that I did not know of your relation- ship with him when I made our plans. He loves you, Naomi, and you have no right to trifle with his affections as you arc doing.” Naomi, realized the painfulness of the situation, and was woman enough to rise to the occasion. Her anger was gone now, and she lifted her face bravely to his and said, “I was wrong. Forgive me and, if you can, forget. And now go, and may God bless you.” He pressed her hand in a last farewell and was gone. He glanced at his watch and quickened his footsteps accordingly. In half an hour the slaves were due to ar- rive at the tunnel and he was a good fifteen minutes’ walk from the place now. But hark! Was that the crackling of the bushes on beyond the tunnel? He could make out only the dim figure of a man sit- ting alone in the little clearing which sur- rounded the camp. As Paul watched, the man rose to his feet and started to make his way toward one of the cabins. “Halt! In the name of the Confcd- Iff I lie man wheeled about and then turned to flee. Paul broke into a run as he recog- nized the man. He must be saved at all events, for Naomi’s sake. But Paul dashed into the clearing and drew his gun just a moment too late. There was a shot, and Jordan Lee fell to the ground without a word, shot through the heart. The officer turned, and Paul found himself confronted both with a revolver ( 4 THE TKCII REVIEW 1030 and the fact that he was under arrest as a prisoner of war. But even then his courage failed him not. He faced the officer with a triumphant smile. “Take me, if you will. I die—for Lin- coln and the Union!” At last the war was over, and by a miraculous turn of fate, Paul and Naomi were together again. They were married, and settled at the old Sutherland mansion where soon a son, Jordan Lee Stuart, came to bless their union. “And now I am nothing but an old de- serted mansion where romance has had its day, leaving nothing but memories—” I awoke with a start. It was growing dark. I gazed about me bewildered. But over on the roof of the school I could see the flag of the Union and the Confederacy flying—no longer two, but one. And as I looked up at the stars which dotted the heavens like beacons of light, the thought came to me that God’s in his Heaven, all’s right with the world.” Concerning College Hazing By James V. Rocl(s, ’3 In a short time seniors of Tech will be wending their way to some college, if they are fortunate enough to be able to attend one. I heir first days will be made miserable by upper-classmcn who probably were very fortunate in making the grade themselves. The ”freshies” are met by these students and are made to carry trunks to the rooms of the upper classmen, speak poetry, sing and dance in the downtown section of the city for the amusement of street corner loafers; they are taken by au- tomobile miles away from the city and, deprived of money, tied to a tree in the woods, or left lying flat on their backs in a ditch while the hazers ride back to the city for more freshmen. It is no con- cern of theirs how or when the student arrives home after a long walk. These are only a few of the many haz- ings experienced by freshmen. It is be- coming a main issue in some colleges to decide what measures can be taken against these ruffians. People have complained that they have been insulted on the streets by students. Principals of schools and owners of stores have complained when freshmen, who were being hazed, were led into their buildings and there has been a disturbance. Is anyone so foolish as to imagine that a freshman is enjoying himself after he has been pushing pencils up hills with his nose to the huge delight of spectators? Has a freshman respect or admiration for his tormentors after he has been through the ordeal? Or has he a deep sense of hatred and revenge for the upper-classmen? And how does the student feel who is a stranger to the state and does not know anyone, or understand where he is being taken? In some colleges hazing of freshmen is forbidden and any students who violate this law are subject to immediate expul- sion. Hazing is substituted by various types of amusement, such as flag rushes, football games, egg fights, etc. There is no ill feeling caused, as anything that hap- pens is done in a spirit of fun. When a freshman enters a college of this kind he is welcomed and not made to feel miserable and in the end the upper- classmen are admired and respected by the embryonic collegians. 1030 THE TECH REVIEW 65 1CBOTMLFX ) [SEYMOWI 5T00’ GoflSG TC S NEXT CLASS TO LUNCH _ v '— - usoo TECH THE M0RNG THE WA'rTT SF FMS t,Aa™fTHE T0 THE GALLCARR?!. BATTLE WITH VHEN ROTELLI TUECH HEADS HIS MOANING P lPER WALTHAM � THE TECH REVIEW 1930 Three Musketeers of the Air By Merrill 5. Faxon, '30 “Viva la France!” ‘ere’s for Hold Hengland!” “For Old Glory!” Three airplanes sped across the field and rose simultaneously into the air. A Frenchman, an Englishman, and an American, the famous “ 1 hree Musketeers of the Air” had taken off on another ad- venture together. The mere sound of the name struck hor- ror and deadly fear to the breasts of the enemy, and sent a thrill of pride to the hearts of the Allies. Death and destruc- tion followed hand in hand wherever these three went. The trio had fought, lived, flown and done everything together except —love! There were three heroes but only one girl. None of them would confess their love for her publicly, but each had secret yearning for her. As the flyers took off. this girl, Yvonne, stood on the edge of the field and gazed with thoughtful eyes after the disappearing planes. Each time the boys had gone away, they had bidden her goodbye, but this time Bob, the American, had not even raised his eyes to her when he left. What had she done? Had she offended him in her fun- making with the other two? With a shrug of her lovely shoulders she returned to the farm house. Meanwhile, high up in the sky, the three flew along at a rapid clip. Jean, the Frenchman, was whistling a ditty; George, the Englishman, was polishing his monocle on his coat sleeve. (He and his eye-piece were inseparable) ; but Bob sat staring moodily ahead. He knew how his two friends loved the French girl and he also knew that he couldn’t live much longer without her. Suddenly a terrific roar crashed upon their ears! Looking up he saw nine big Fokkers bearing down upon them! A glance to the side showed him that his fel- low-pilots had also seen the enemy. 1 he German formation broke up and cut loose with their guns. Flashes of fire spit forth and riddled the three Allied planes. Bob played his Vickers upon one of the Huns and let out a yell of triumph as it fell out and burst into flames. Then he centered his attack upon another plane. His finger pressed the gun strips and the hostile pilot slumped in his seat, his crate whirling over and over as it careened to earth. Mean- while, George and Jean had each accounted for two ships. The remaining planes then turned and scooted for home ground with the three Musketeers pounding after them. Suddenly one of the fleeing planes dove and came up on George’s tail! Before George could kick his ship out of danger, a round of Tracer bullets imbedded them- selves in his neck! With one terrible gasp the dying man jerked his plane around and locked wings with the enemy ship. Down both planes hurtled and crashed far below! Bob and Jean stopped chasing the other planes and circled down to the flaming wreckage. There, amidst that burning mass was the cremated remains of a plucky Brit- isher who had avenged his own death! Sadly, the remaining two gained altitude and flew on to their task. I heir hearts were heavy as this was the first time a bat- tle had been fought without the three be- ing present. I hen, far below them. Bob saw what they had come to destroy. An enemy am- munition train was carrying supplies to the Boches. Bob wagged his wings and he and Jean flew down. When they were directly 1930 THE TECH REVIEW 07 over the crawling line they discharged bombs and flew up to safety again. After several such operations, a smouldering heap was all that was left of the train. Then the two boys headed for home. I he double victory held no thrill for them now. It was a sorrowful pair that climbed out of their planes at the field. They walked with bowed heads to the house. Yvonne, seeing only two familiarly- marked planes on the line, ran into the house and saw two grief-stricken lads at a table. She went over to them and sat down. Where ees Georgiee?” she asked, look- ing from one to the other. He—he was— down!” replied Bob, huskily. He ees not dead? Oh, no! Yvonne cried, yet knowing full well what the an- swer would be. A nod answered her. Bob arose and strode into his room where he threw himself on the bed and cried bitterly. How he cursed those Huns! After a while he got up, washed his face and stepped out into the room again. Across the room was Yvonne and Jean in each other’s arms. Jean was kissing her ten- derly. Bob stepped back into the room and softly closed the door. Would this streak of bad luck never stop? First, it was George, and now it was Yvonne. God, how he loved her. Then he stood up. He’d be a man and not a cad! He had lost in the battle of love and now he would con- gratulate the winner. He found it very hard, however, to shake Jean’s hand and smile at the beautiful girl. Next morning. Bob was awakened by a commotion in the big room. The place was bristling with excitement! Upon inquiry Bob learned that a German Ace had been raising havoc with the American Overland Transports. Truckload after truckload of Doughboys had been blown to bits by this fiend of the sky! No one had been success- ful enough to stop him. It would have to be a fast, clever, dare-devil to down him. Bob’s division had been called upon to furnish a man to try his luck w-ith the Ace; and Jean volunteered! Bob found him packing up and trying to quiet Yvonne, who would not listen to his going. Bob also pleaded but to no avail. That night Bob sat in his room thinking. Why should he try to keep Jean from going after this fiend? Hadn’t he volunteered to go on this dangerous mission? If Jean never returned, and there was little hope for his return, Yvonne would be his. Why should he save the Frenchman? Later in the evening a grin overspread his face as he went over the plans for the affair he was about to put through. Pres- ently he looked at his watch, yawned and got into bed where he fell into a troubled sleep. Just before dawn, an aviator walked through the midst and fog of the early morning to a waiting plane that was warm- ing up. He started early so as to avoid the heart-breaking parting from his fellow officers. He climbed into the cockpit, snapped out a muffled Contact to the waiting mechanic, and roared across the field just as the men ran out of the house. I hree hours later the men of the Divis- ion were listening to a thrilling piece of news. The German Ace had been downed by the Allied flyer after a terrific battle! I he flyer had lost his life in the conflict, though. The Division Commander just finished the message when a great banging came from Bob’s room. The men opened the door and there on the bed, tied hand and foot and gagged, laid the struggling Jean! 08 THE TECH REVIEW 1930 Out of the Storm By Kenneth L. Godfrey, '30 On a December afternoon a skating race was in full progress on a small frozen lake, situated far up in Maine, near the Cana- dian border. A short distance away was a winter camp, which during the Christmas vacation was being patronized by a large number of college students, groups of which now lined the shore of the lake, laughing, shouting, and urging on their favorites. On the lake six bodies, swayed, six bodies skimmed through the intense cold, each with his eye on the finish mark, a scant fifty yards away. In this particuar race none of the weaker (?) sex were participating. Suddenly one of the six racers accelerated his speed, his stride lengthened, and he sped across the line ten feet in advance of his nearest rival. No outburst of cheering accompanied the finish; the conversation of several boys and girls on the shore might have enlightened the uninitiated. Oh, Bob’s won again! said a girl named Roberta Mead, stamping her foot. Joe Summers spoke. “ I he trouble with Bob, he said, is that he knows he’s good. Bob’s a good scout and a likeable sort of fellow, and if we could cure him of his conceit in some way. . . . “I wonder,” mused Roberta. Suddenly she emerged from her reverie. Listen! I know just the thing! There’s a girl coming here tomorrow who’s. . . .’’ 1 heir voices sank to an indistinct mur- mur, which lapsed into a discreet silence as Bob Rogers, the topic of their conversa- tion approached. I all, dark, good looking and debonair, he might, even as Joe had said, have been extremely popular but for his conceit. Hi! gang, he greeted them. Taking a girl, Ruth Manning, by the arm, he walked off. See you later, he grinned. When out of sight of the group, Ruth halted. “Bob, she began earnestly, ii � � you— Yes,” he interrupted, “I’m good and I know it. Haven’t we had this out be- fore? Ruth sighed. She knew from experience the results of an argument with Bob. They disappeared among the trees. I'he next afternoon Ruth, accompanied by another girl, met Bob. “Meet Barbara Jensen,” she said. Bob bowed. He found himself comparing Bar- bara with Ruth. She was pretty, he admit- ted, but side of Ruth. . . .Aloud he asked, Skate?” “Somewhat.” Ruth interrupted. “Take her on the ice. Bob, and see, she laughed gaily, but the troubled look in her eyes belied the laugh. And so ten minutes later found Bob on the ice with Barbara. A large crowd had assembled but Bob did not seem suspicious. After skating for some time he said to the girl, “I’ll give you fifty yards handicap and race you once around the lake.” All right, agreed the girl, but no handicap. Bob grinned silently. He’d start off slowly and then. . . . He never liked to think of the rest. Bar- bara reached the finish line ten yards ahead of Bob, who never stopped when he crossed it, but continued on up the lake. Far up it he stopped and removed his skates. Cries, cheers, and jeers drifted up to him. He burned with rage and mortification. To be beaten by a girl! He walked slowly back to camp, anger and disappointment searing him as with a red hot iron. Nearing camp 1930 TUE TECH REVIEW 09 he idly picked up a scrap of paper lying on the ground. He absently started to read it, suddenly started, and bent intently over it. For he read: Dear Barbara: Knowing that you are the girls’ Eastern skating champion I think you can do me a favor. Come over to my cabin at ten A.M. R.M. So it had been Ruth Manning who had disgraced him! And to think that once he had even dreamed of marrying her. Grit- ting his teeth he arrived at his cabin and entered, slamming the door. Almost immediately it reopened. Ruth entered. “Oh, Bob,” she exclaimed, “I’m so sorry.’ “Really,” he gritted, and stalking past her left the cabin. Ruth started after him, then stopped, biting her lip bitterly. A sob caught in her throat. She turned and walked slowly away. The next morning dawned cold and bit- ter. A bleak wind swept down from the north, driving the snow before it. At ten o’clock it stopped, but the ensuing silence was more ominous than the storm. At elev- en it broke out in all its fury. Snow whirled down from the low-hanging leaden clouds. 1 he wind howled and rushed and shrieked through the swaying trees. Darkness came at three but brought no cessation of the storm. Bob had sat all day in his cabin, re- flecting bitterly. At five o’clock Joe Sum- mers burst in. “Bob!” he exclaimed, “Ruth Manning went out for a walk through the woods this morning at ten and hasn’t returned!” “Well, what of it,” snapped Bob. “Why tell me, after what she did to me before everybody. Oh, I know,” he con- tinued, checking Joe, “ I found this note with her initials.” He passed the note to Joe. Joe read it silently. Then he turned on Bob, his eyes ablaze. “You cad,” he ground out, “You big-headed, chicken-liv- ered, contemptible cad. Why, that note was written by Roberta Mead in an at- tempt to cure your conceit, and Ruth Man- ning was the only one who opposed the plan.” Bob suddenly turned gray. He seized Joe by the shoulder. Joe,” he said hoarse- ly, “you wouldn’t kid me?” “Of course not,” replied Joe coldly. “Hey—where are you going? Man alive! It’s death to go out there! Even the guides who know this place like a book don’t dare! You—” But Bob had gone. Through the woods he reeled and stag- gered, buffeted by the wind and blinded by the driving snow. What a cur he’d been! Minutes lengthened into hours, hours seemed years. He grew unconscious of time, knew only that he must press on, on, on, he must find Ruth. At intervals he shouted her name but the shrieking wind whipped the words away and carried them down its empty alleyways. Guided by Providence, Kismet, Fate, what you will, Bob found Ruth. On the sheltered side of a giant pine she lay, half frozen. But for the shelter of the tree she must have perished. Bob removed his out- er coat and somehow put it on her. Then, carrying her on his shoulders, he started off. He knew not in what direction camp lay, knew only that it was to seal their doom to remain still in one place. Through the night came the swish of falling snow. Trusting in the fortune that had so far at- tended him, he pressed forward, for- ward. . . . In the large dining hall all the members of the camp were gathered. No one spoke. Each was busy with his own thoughts. I he only sound was that of the wind, howl- ing around the corners of the building. 70 T II E T E C II R E V I E W 1930 plucking at the walls, the roof, whistling in the chimney; and the cheery crackling of the fire in the great hearth. A clock chimed six. There was no thought of sup- per. All were waiting for—for what none dared expect. Suddenly there was a pound- ing on the door. Joe rushed forward and tore it open. Then all gasped. Silhouetted by the flickering fire-light against raging storm stood Bob, carrying Ruth on his shoulders. “Found her. . . .Woods. . . .redeemed myself,” he muttered and then collapsed on the floor. Two days later Bob and Ruth sat on the veranda of the dining hall. A large moon shone clearly through the frosty air. You forgive me?” whispered Bob. “Yes.” “You love me?” “Yes.” “You’ll marry me?” “Yes.” He drew her to him, enclosed her in his arms and—but just then a cloud drew across the face of the moon. When it shone forth again the boy and the girl were again sitting in silence; but a brilliance in their eyes proclaimed that not only destruc- tion had come “out of the storm.” “THE MINUTE THAT SEEMS A YEAR” 1. When there’s just one chicken sand- wich left on the lunch-counter and you think the person in front of you is going to take it. 2. When upon returning to your home room at 2:30 and beholding a pile of pink slips on the teacher’s desk, you suddenly remember that you talked in study period that morning. 3. When you’re having a perfectly mar- vellous dance with some shiek at a Stu- dent Dance and you discover that the shiek thinks you’re somebody else. 4. When you’re trying to decide wheth- er you’re losing something, or whether its just that new-style long dress you have on. H. E. K. Hotel clerk: “I found that ‘Not To Be Used Except In Case of Fire’ sign those college boys stole.” Manager: “Where?” Clerk: “ They had it nailed up over the coal bin.” AIN'T IT A GRAND AND GLORIOUS FEELIN'? 1. When you get your first ad for the l ech Review. 2. When your advisor says you don’t have to take Nutrition. 3. When you get “A” in Civics. 4. When you’re at a banquet where the toastmaster is telling jokes on all the Scotchmen present and he passes you by. 3. When you have on a Princess dress and somebody doesn’t ask you where your belt is. 6. When an adoring little Freshman looks up at you and says, “Oh. she’s a Senior, ain’t she?” H. E. K. He was telling her about the members of his football team. “Now take Ted Seymour for instance, in a few weeks he’ll be our best man.” And then she lisped, “Oh, Adriance, this is so sudden!” 1030 THE TECH REVIEW 71 Slim of the Air Mail By Merrill S. Faxon, '30 Forty uniformed men were “whooping it up as the 5:15 came puffing into the station. These men were student-pilots at a government air mail field. They piled into the cars and sang songs. Slim Turner, one of the pilots, went into another car and gazed meditatingly out of the window. At the field he had a habit of coming in late with the mail, and each time he had received a stiff boiling-out from the com- mander. Turner had returned from the recent war with a little French boy, an orphan, whom he adopted. Colonel Adams knew that Slim liked to go home over the week-end and see the boy and had not revoked the privilege, even though Turner had been late several times. Slim determined to be on time hereafter and be fair with the Colonel. As the train started Slim turned from the window and observed that a very pretty girl sat opposite him. He proceeded to flirt with her, much to her apparent dis- comfort. He drew pictures of his com- mander as a little cranky schoolteacher and held them up for her inspection. Presently a conductor announced that the next stop was Rockington, one stop before Turner’s town. The girl gathered her things together and walked to the door. Slim followed her and begged her to tell him her name. As she stepped off the train she handed him her name card. A quiet smile drew in the corners of her mouth as she turned away. Slim waved goodbye as the train pulled out and then he read the card. With a drooping jaw he read: June C. Adams Box No. 6 Rockington, M—. The Colonel’s daughter! Slim picked up a newspaper and looked over the Help Wanted columns. The assistant commander of the airport. Lieutenant Robert Fulton, had spent a very strenuous week-end. He awoke Monday morning later than usual and dressed, ate and drove his yellow roadster in great haste to the airport. He knew that the new, big Fokker plane was going to be flown by Turner — a signal honor to the lucky man, Fulton had wanted to fly the ship, but the commander had as much as told him that Slim was the better man for the job. As the car sped along, a plan formed in his mind that would “fix” Tur- ner. So well was he pleased with his plan that the accelerator met the floor boards suddenly. Upon gaining the field Fulton went in the hangar where the plane was housed. He came out a few moments later, glanced around cautiously and went toward the office. Half way there he met Colonel Adams, attired in flying togs, headed for the hangar. Is Turner here, yet? asked the com- mander. No sir. He is late again. replied Ful- ton with an I-told-you-so air. “Humph! snorted Adams, “I’ll take that Fokker up myself. The grin left Fulton’s face and a look of fear took its place. But, Colonel Adams, you can’t fly that 9� I can’t fly what? There isn’t a plane on this field that I can’t fly. Here, Harris, the colonel said, hailing a passing flyer, tell the chief mechanic to warm up that new plane. I’ll want her in a few minutes. 72 1930 TIIE TECH REVIEW As the man walked off, Fulton turned a little pale “around the gills.” It was too late now to right the wrong he had done. Five minutes later a big, new, shiny Fokker rose into the air like a great bird. It circled the field once then headed over wooded country. Slim Turner arrived at the field just as the plane took off. He ran into the office. “Who flew that Fokker, sir? he asked of the lieutenant. Adams!” snapped Fulton. “It just nose-dived into the Greenwood Forest,” insisted Turner. “What! My God! gasped Fulton, dropping into a chair weakly. “Get busy and start a searching party,” thundered Slim, impatient at the lieuten- ant’s delay. “Who’re you ordering anyway?” roared Fulton, glaring at the tall flyer. “Are you or are you not going to give those orders?” demanded Slim. “When I get ready. . .” Slim’s fist connected with the assistant commander’s jaw! Then Slim ran out of the office and dashed into the barracks. A few minutes later seven planes took off in an endeavor to locate the unfortunate colonel. When Turner returned to the office he was immediately placed under arrest for striking an officer. A hastily organized court martial was preparing for its dreaded ordeal. I he court had ordered Slim Turner dis- missed from the service. He had packed his things, bid goodbye to his few friends and left the airport. He could not face his father and little Jackie, so he had hired a motorboat and motored to his cabin, forty miles from the port. The cabin was stocked with enough food to last a month, so he decided to stay away until the affair blew over. The night of his dismissal Slim was listening to Jackie singing over the radio. After one of the selections, the announcer said that the police had requested him to spread the following bit of news, that “ Thomas Turner, who has recently been court martialed from the government air service has disappeared with $10,000 worth of bonds from the airport safe. All local police authorities are asked to join in the search for the flyer.” Jackie had heard the police captain tell the announcer not to say that the men knew where Slim was staying. Jackie had an idea that Slim was at the cabin and would be listening in, so he dashed over to the microphone and screamed, “Look out, Slim, they know where you are. They’re coming. . .” 1 he voice was cut off there, but Slim had heard enough to warn him that he was located. Suddenly a thought came to him, Fulton had stolen the money and had blamed it onto him. Then he speedily donned his flying togs and sped away in the boat at his wharf. As he cut through the water he had a hunch that Fulton would take to the air with the money. Well, he would take a plane and overtake the crook. It was very dark when Slim landed at the airport pier. He cautiously ran behind the line of hangars until he came to the office. A roar of an airplane motor broke upon the stillness. He ran to the field in time to see a small body being forced into one of the cock-pits. One word snapped into his brain, Jackie!” Throwing all caution to the winds he sprinted toward the plane. The pilot, hearing someone running, hastily climbed into the pit and gave her the gun. The ship roared away just as Slim got there. Turning, he dashed for the hangar, where those fast, small pursuit planes were kept. As he ran he wondered where the night crew was. Then 1930 THE TKCII REVIEW 73 it came to him that Fulton could have easily gotten rid of them for the night’s business. When Turner got to the hangar he found, to his dismay, that the huge doors were closed and locked. He ran to all the hangars, only to find them all securely locked. He happened to glance at the hospital and saw a plane, with its engine idling, in front of the grounds. In desper- ation Slim bounded over to it. It was the paint ship! Without hesitating longer, he climbed in and took off. The warm en- gine gave him the advantage over the other ship which had just left the port. The cans of paint, stowed in the fuslcage, jumped and banged around as Slim banked and turned. Then he gained altitude and straightened out after the other crate. I he tall pilot, musing over the darkness, felt a can against his heel. With a yell he struck upon a plan. Somewhere in the fuselage there was a can of luminous paint. If he could find a can he might get near enough to the other plane to dump the contents upon it. He had read of such a thing being done. Slim flew along, opening cans of paint and spilling some on the floor to see if it was the right stuff. In order to bring the cans in the tail down to him, he dove down until a number of them slid forward, then he would straighten out. Suddenly he yelled. He had found a can of the paint. Putting the can in his coat front, he zoomed upward at a sharp angle. The cans clanged and bumped back into the tail of the plane. This moving of articles was dangerous business and it took a good pilot to keep the ship from rocking too furiously. He had an idea the other ship would fly until dawn. As he urged his ship a little faster, he saw a big, black object loom up in front of him. With a jerk, he kicked the ship over in time to prevent a crash! The dim outline of an airplane was barely visible. The plane he was chasing! Frantically he gunned his crate which responded with a burst of speed. Turner’s hands flew as he ripped off the cover of the can of paint. Slim gained on the other fellow slowly. Evidently the other pilot couldn’t hear Slim’s motor. Then as Slim was up and in back of the other, he let the can go. It sailed down and splashed over the fuselage and streaked the sides of the plane ahead. Sud- denly a white spot dove, banked, slid, and did every kind of stunt in an endeavor to loose Slim. But it was simple sport just to follow a white, conspicuous batch. Tur- ner crowded, and “rubbed wings” and at last forced the pilot to land. Just as the wheels of the two planes skimmed across a grassy meadow, the first, faint, gray fingers of dawn pointed high up into the heavens. Slim did not recognize the pilot of the spotted plane. He released the boy who told him that the aviator had the bonds with him. A short time later, a little boy and a tall, blonde aviator took off in a white spattered ship, leaving behind a bound and gagged pilot with a paint ship for com- pany. In Slim’s cabin, the two pals hid the bonds under the strainer in the sink. “I’ve got to buy more food. Somehow I have lost a lot of it, lately. I have got to see if its safe enough now to return the money. I’ll be back soon,” said Slim, the next morning. Slim left the cabin and walked toward his plane. Jackie was watching him when suddenly he saw a man round the corner of the cabin and aim a revolver at Turner’s back! Screaming a warning, the boy dashed out of the cabin and threw himself in front of the gun just as the trigger was pulled! I he boy spun half way around and slumped to the ground. Slim turned at 74 THE TECH REVIEW 1030 the cry and saw the body drop. With a roar of rage he ran toward the boy and the man ran into the cabin and locked the door, where he stood cowering at the sound of that terrorizing yell. With a heart-breaking sob. Slim gath- ered the dying boy into his arms. A feeble smile crept over the child’s white face, then death reached out eagerly to claim its victim. Inside the cabin this mysterious person- age tore off the strainer from the sink and desperately felt for the bonds that he had seen put in there. The sink yielded no such treasure, how- ever. Then as he was about to force Slim to tell where the money was, a heavy pine log descended upon his head. When Turner crashed through the door. he stood astounded at what he saw. In- stead of being greeted by a ruffian cover- ing him with a gun, he saw Fulton laying in a heap on the floor! Standing over the body with a log in one hand and a package of bonds in the other, stood Colonel Adams! Many things happened after that. Poor Jackie was buried with the whole airport attending. Fulton was convicted and given life imprisonment. Turner was made assist- ant commander of the Atlantis Airport. June Adams became his bride, and years later the retired colonel delighted in telling his grandchildren about how he was forced down in Greenwood Forest through a loosened joy-stick, and how he lived, un- known to Slim at the cabin, causing the shortage of food. WHAT WOULD HAPPEN IF Mary Crowell grew fat. “Ray” Westcott talked fast. Ruth Drew stopped “cutting capers.” “Dot” Skirrow forgot to smile. Esther Almy didn’t blush. Linda Anderson grew small. Leila Briggs stopped flirting. “Howie” Scholz lost his “school girl complexion.’’ “Tut” Ferrara was lost for words. “Mim” McLaughlin wasn’t bashful. Evangeline Jerald was seen without “Mim.” Helen Kinnecom couldn’t write “pea- chy” stories. Howland and Umstead didn’t go “out” to lunch. “Kay McCarthy didn’t chew gum. The girls in 3-4 didn’t have morning exercises. Somebody didn’t drop his dessert in the lunch room. ? ? ? ? Jessie C. MacKinnon. “The gum-chewing girl, and the cud- chewing cow. Are somewhat alike, yet different some- how. What can it be?—I see it all now, —It’s the look of deep thought on the face of the cow!” Hear about the Scotchman—who filled his fountain pen when he fell into the Black Sea?—who gave his “lassie” moth balls to put in her hope chest?—who licked his spectacles after he ate his grapefruit?— who, when he found a package of cornplas- ters, went and bought a pair of tight shoes? TECHNICAL HIGH SCHOOL BAND ■ $ Oi 70 THE TECH REVIEW 1900 TECH STAMP CLUB THE TECH STAMP CLUB The l ech Stamp Club was organized in the fall of 1928 to serve as a medium by which stamp collectors in any of the Public High Schools might meet to trade and auction stamps, and to discuss matters pertaining to philately. 1 he only source of revenue has been the money obtained from the auctioning of stamps which had been contributed to the club. I he generous ex- tent of these contributions is shown by a stamp catalogue and a magazine which may be found in 5-4, before or after school, by anyone desiring information on stamps. The club has at present about twenty members. Its present officers are: Ken- neth L. Godfrey, President; Russell B. Anderson, Vice President; Robert H. Woodward, Secretary, and Laird Bou- telier. Treasurer. Everyone interested is cordially invited to join. Election of offi- cers is held at the beginning of each term. I he club meets every Tuesday, and there are no dues. Robert H. IVoodrvortb, Secretary BRYANT-STRATTON College of Business Administration Sixty-Seventh Year Providence, Rhode Island Where a State-Authorized Bachelor Degree is earned in two years. Col- lege courses in Business Administra- tion. Executive Accountancy, Secre- tarial and Teacher Training. Also one-year courses. Athletics, Social Activities, Dormi- tory Accommodations for non-resident students. Strong Placement Service. Compliments of Parent-T eachers’ Association Over 1200 calls a year. IOnroll now for January entrance. Col- j:|: lege offices open dally. 1930 THE TECH REVIEW 77 TECH GIRINS’ AERO CLUB TECH BOYS AERO CLUB THE TECH BOYS’ AERO CLUB The Boys’ Aero Club was founded two years ago by four of the air-minded stu- dents of I echnical High School, Stanley Allard, Worden Perry, Ernest Sprague and Ronald A. Marrocco. I he latter is the present Commanding Officer of the club. The purpose of the club is to promote interest in aviation among the student body of Technical High School. 1 he club is striving for the course that is issued by the government, consisting of a motor, magneto, carbuerator, and the plane itself, but the total membership is not enough. 1 he officers of the club arc as follows: Mr. Beechan, Advisor; Ronald A. Mar- rocco, President; Saul Pliner, Secretary; Hyman Sherman, Treasurer; Ronald Mar- rocco, Commanding Officer; Captain Wil- liam Barrows, Captain Lehon Severin, Instructors. 78 THE TECH REVIEW 1080 C DCl INC some SENlORS fO ■ ACTUMLY r% V LEARNE0) 1 to dance 5Jb A N 5j-5_ W iMIU x XJr W ' R.PCMt 4oa. enn 6Row i Gooovj� � KMiir v l CAN REALTY Rl0fo3 ft H ORSC ? rV Tf| 0f lunch ROOni the tech revif 80ARO deserves CREDIT FOR k tmeir work - VE HAVE a SOC.AlV 'Nf fE rUNNjy HOw THE F'RST ioo k'N LINE MRE always s. Boy5 vb$ V J 1 9 ' S9� ' « ' ?WMq°s BELIEVE IT OR LEAVE IT- BliWCi I TIIE TECH REVIEW 7 Harold Lindberg: “Why does a blush creep over a girl’s face?” Dan Earle: “’Cause it’d kick up too much dust if it ran.” Roy Pearson: “Civilization certainly is advancing. Imagine, just a few years ago the Eskimos used to eat candles for des- sert.” Grace Cripps: (sarcastically) “Yes, and now I s’pose they eat electric light bulbs.” One evening a minister’s daughter at- tended a dance against her father’s wishes. The next morning, at breakfast, the min- ister greeted his daughter by saying, “Good morning. Daughter of Satan.” She replied, “Good morning, father.” A pedestrian hailed a college car. “How goes it, boys?” “Gasoline, you darned fool, what d’ja think?” Art Jojorian: “Say, I wonder why they say ‘Amen’ instead of Ah-women?” Henry Deering: “Oh, well, they sing ‘hymns,’ don’t they?” Coach Parker: (to football players) Remember that football developes indi- viduality, initiative, leadership. Now get in there and do exactly as I tell you.” Ed Robinson: When I graduate I shall Jtep into a position of $20,000 per.” Russ Hager: “Per what?” Ed: “Per—haps!” “A man can’t fool a tooth ache, even if he can kid gloves and string beans,” says Don Jeffrey. Ray: “Who knocks?” Tut: Tis I, the Duke.” Ray: “Duke o’ what?” 1 ut: “Duco finish.” Senior: “You should place your hand over your mouth when you yawn.” Fresh: “What! ’an get bit?” Good looking State 1 roopcr: Let’s see your license. What’s your name?” Alice Peacock: “Alice—what’s yours? Member of Senior chorus: (singing) “And for bonnie Annie Laurie I’d lay me down and die.” Mr. Carpenter: (interrupting) “Is Miss Laurie in the audience?” Mother: “Now, Grace, I want you to come home from the party at a reasonable hour—and not with the milkman.” Grace C: “But mother, how absurd. He won’t be there.” Em: “I see dainty India muslins are nade from fibers of the banana tree.” I ut: “Yes, they ought to be rather easy to slip on.” 80 TIIK TKCII REVIEW 1930 “Masquerade” By Ruth C. Hilton, ’3 “Where ya going, sis?” asked Al, busy putting on a bright red tie. He excused the brilliance of the tie by saying that red was his school’s color. “Well, you ought to know by this time that I’m going to the masquerade at Elinor’s, if you’ll stop talking long enough so I can get ready,” replied Joan. She was valiantly struggling to get into the multiple skirts of a fluffy, old fashioned dress of the 1860’s. “Aw, who would want to go to one of those crazy things, anyhow? ” came the question. “I for one, and if you had any polite- ness about you, you’d go too, since you had an invitation.” shot back Joan. Still strug- gling. “And I do wish you would wear a respectable and sober tie!” With that she tripped downstairs like the frilly, shy, little maiden she was representing. After she had gone, Al lolled around the house, not knowing what to do with himself. Since idlers usually turn to mis- chief for want of something to do, Al had, what he termed, a brilliant idea. He would dress up as Romeo or in some equally ab- surd costume, go to the masquerade and monopolize his sister’s dances. Wouldn’t she be wild when she found out it was her brother! Quickly he ran upstairs and found an An undertaker joined a golf club and became infatuated with the game and the club. He liked it so well that he offered free burial to the first member to die. I hat night ten Scotchmen shot them- selves. old Revolutionary War costume. It was all moth eaten, and smelled of moth balls. He got into it hastily but found it didn’t fit him very well. However, he decided that it looked alright. (Just like a man). He couldn’t find an old tie to wear, so he put on a new one which was a vivid orange with green and purple stripes. It was pretty according to his sense of har- mony! But he forgot that Joan had seen the tic when he got it! He ran out to the garage, jumped into his roadster and was off to Elinor’s house. It was a large mansion surrounded by a beautiful rose garden and was well suited for masquerades. Al entered as inconspicuously as possible and immediately cut in on his sister. He did not notice the glances she gave his tie while they were dancing. He danced with her as often as possible, cutting in when he could and not going far from her be- tween dances. This was noticed and soon people were whispering that Joan had a new boy friend. “All unmask! unmask!’’ This cry came around the hall about one thirty. Al waited until Joan had her’s off be- fore he reached up to unmask. Just as his fingers reached the mask Joan nonchal- antly remarked,” I do wish you would wear a respectable tie for once, Al!” Esther Almy: “Say, what’s the symbol for water?” Helen K: ”H, I, J, K. L, M, N. O.” Esther: “How d’ya get that way?” Helen: “Well, it’s H to O, isn’t it?” 1930 THE TECH REVIEW 81 A Fare to Petersburg By Theodore Baldwin, '31 Mr. X looked up from his evening paper. “So you want a story for your I ech Re- view.” he remarked. “ A true experience. Well, now, let me see. Did you ever own a horse? No? Then you’ve missed some- thing. I well remember the first horse I owned. How proudly I hooked him into the buggy and went to the station. First time I ever had him out. He was a beauti- ful animal. Yes, you’ve missed something, but to get back to my story. I sat there in the buggy watching the labors of the baggage master and the station agent passing off empty milk cans. This business having been disposed of, the con- ductor signaled to the waiting engineer, and the train, complaining vigorously at every stroke of her pistons, went off up the track. Now I noticed a man in a slouch hat and a shabby suit approaching the station agent. They talked together for a moment, then turned and came in my direction. As the man in the slouch hat approached I could see that he had a long half moon shaped scar from his forehead down the side of his face to his neck, indeed it seemed to me as though someone must have nearly split him in two with an ax. so puck- ered up and distorted was his face. He had both hands in his pockets and his shoulders were hunched up as though he were suffering from cold. It was, however, a very hot muggy day in late summer, over- clouded, and threatening thundershowers. I he agent addressed me. ‘This gentle- man here would like to hire someone to take him to Petersberg,’ he said. ‘You seem to be ready, why don’t you take him over?’ I he chance to make some money looked good to me so I agreed. The stranger spoke up. ‘Alright, kid, you just wait here. I have a few errands to do then I will be ready. Well, I waited for that fellow for half an hour. Finally I saw him come out of the village blacksmith shop. He had in one hand a shovel and a long iron rod and in the other a large piece of oilcloth all rolled up in a package. These things he carelessly tossed into the back of my buggy while he himself climbed into the seat be- side me. Without giving him much attention I drove out onto the street and started out on the fairly long ride I had before me. It had already begun to mist and I hoped to get back before dark. We had not been going more than a few minutes when he in- structed me to take the next left, saying that he wished to go over the back road. Great was my surprise at this request. I he back road had been years in the past the main road to Petersberg, but a more modern road had been constructed and the old road through the hill country had fallen into a mere cowpath with two or three farmhouses near the town. Beyond the farmhouses I hardly considered the road navigable with a horse and buggy, but my Granger was the boss and I wished to en- courage a liberal wage upon arrival at Petersberg so I complied. Mist and gloom prevailed. The road grew increasingly difficult. After I passed the last of the farmhouses I drove into the deepest forest. Here the trees met above my head as though in conspiracy to keep from me what little light there was. Wet bush and tall grass obstructed my progress but I went on, fording brooks and being guided by stone walls which ran either side of the road. We emerged at the top of a hill then plunged down the steep side of a ravine. Hardly had I reached the bottom when I received a curt summons to stop. Terror struck me but I could do nothing but 82 T II E T E C II R E V I E W 1030 comply. The scar faced man climbed down from my buggy, took his long iron rod, his shovel and his oilcloth, and commanding me to wait, dove into the underbush. I could hear him fighting his way through the growth. The snapping of dead sticks and the rustle of bushes grew less distinct as he pressed further into the woods. My first thought was to whip my horse and make a dash for it while I was still alive for I verily believed the man a demented murderer who was even now digging my grave. A look at the steep overgrown road ahead of me discouraged this idea as I realized that I could not hope to maintain through this mess, and especially with a fast horse who was not used to my guidance. It was plain to me that I must remain where I was, for to leave without my horse would be pure folly. Thunder rumbled in the distance and water dripped with lone- some patter from the trees. Why had not the stranger taken the train directly for Petersberg instead of going this round about way? What was he doing with an iron rod and a shovel? It must have been twenty minutes before I heard a rustling again in the bushes. 1 he stranger appeared, this time minus his shov- el and iron rod, but in his hand he held a large bundle which I could see was oilcloth gathered up at the corners. The contents rattled as he stepped and reminded me of a lot of boards or metal bars which clanked together when moved. He stood there by the buggy glaring up at me, and I noticed that he was out of breath, as though from some labor. He swung his bundle into the rear of the buggy where it landed with a crunching sound. I trembled with fear. It sounded to me exactly like the crunching of bones. What gruesome remains had he unearthed? He climbed into the buggy and once more seated himself beside me. ‘Now we will drive back to town in time to catch the night train. You see, I play with these things.’ I turned to gaze into the business end of a huge pistol. ‘Of course,’ he added, ‘you will be well paid.’ My return trip was not a pleasing one. We struggled through bushes and young trees eight feet high and I feared I would break my buggy. It was nearly dark, how- ever, and beginning to rain harder. I felt that I would be willing to break half a doz- en buggies to get back to town again. So rough was the traveling that it was with difficulty that we could keep our seats. The stranger’s mysterious oilcloth bundle slid from one side of the rear of the buggy to the other. The stranger himself only made the best of things and hung on as well he might, muttering to himself and twirling his revolver around his extended index fing- er. What, I asked myself, had he done with the iron rod and shovel? It was with great relief that I saw him and his bag of bones aboard the train. I pocketed the five dollars payment and no sooner had the train started than I sprinted to the blacksmith shop to tell my story to the blacksmith. ‘Why yes,’ he said. ‘1 hat fellow with a scar on his face came in here and asked me to make him a long iron rod, pointed at one end and with a handle at the other. He paid me and said he would wait so I set to work. Then, wondering, I asked him why he wanted the rod, saying that if he wanted it to prod stumps he should have a flat point. He turned on me furiously and said, ‘When I paid you to make that rod did I say I would tell you why I wanted it?’ ‘Why no,’ I answered, somewhat taken back, and I went to work on the thing.’ 1 he blacksmith was very much interested in my story. He readily agreed to ride back to the ravine with me on the following morning, that being Sunday. I he return trip did not seem nearly as long nor as difficult. Possibly this was be- cause the blacksmith kept me cheered up 1930 T II E T E C II R E V I E W 83 with jokes and stories. We arrived in the bottom of the ravine in due time. After a few minutes of exploring I sighted a shovel hanging in an oak. We made our way to the spot and there found a sizeable hole in the ground. The earth about this excava- tion was strewn with rotten boards, what had doubtless been a buried box. The blacksmith pointed out several small holes in the vicinity and said that the villian had probably used the rod to locate the casket before he dug it up from its resting place. For some time the affair remained a mystery. Then suddenly appeared in the New York papers an account of the cap- ture of a criminal with a half moon scar on his face. The man had resisted arre:t, it being necessary to batter down the door of his room in order to make him a prison- er. In the corner of this room was found a large chest, and in this chest among other things an oilcloth bundle containing a large amount of silverware and jewelry, identi- fied. the papers said, as the property of several persons living near the little town of Petersberg in Massachusetts. You see the fellow had buried his loot after stealing it and had come back to dig it up again after the excitement had blown over. Why he hadn’t pawned the stuff when he re- claimed it I don’t understand.” “Now I realize that true stories are not made to order, Mr. X.” I said, “but I am afraid I can’t use your story. You see, I expected that silverware was a package of bones. We make it a rule never to dis- appoint a reader. Now, if the silverware had only been bones—” But Mr. X had already picked up his evening paper and seemed quite disgusted because he could not find his place. Traffic Judge, 1950: Wrong side of the clouds, eh?—Fifty dollars and costs.” —Ex. Howard Scholz: “ They say if there is anything in a man travel will bring it out.” Ruth Drew: “You tell ’em! I found that out my first day at sea.” Street car conductor: “Young lady, this transfer has expired.” “Mim” McLaughlin: “Well, you can’t expect much else with the cars so poorly ventilated.” Photographer to most any Senior: “Look pleasant. Miss! One, two, three!—thank you—Now you may resume your natural expression.” TOP HEAVY “ There are times when people who try to reduce should begin at the head.” POME “I eat my peas with honey. I’ve done it all my life. They do taste kind of funny. But it keeps them on the knife.” —Ex. Some eat and grow fat. Some laugh and grow thin. If you don’t like our jokes. Try handing some in. —Ex. You may lead a horse to water. But you cannot make him drink; You can show a Soph his lessons. But you cannot make him think. 84 THE TECH REVIEW 1930 After the Primrose Prom By Rosario Di Malleo, ’3 The junior Prom at the Primrose Medi- cal College, had been a great affair. Here it was two weeks after it was over, and still, it was the main topic being discussed on the campus by the students. Hal” Wright, President of the class, claimed that he had had a wonderful time because he met Billie” Moran there, Billie was a co- ed, popular among both sexes. Hal had called on her eight times in the two weeks since the Prom. One evening while Hal was calling at Billie’s house, Mr. Moran entered the room. Billie introduced the two, and they began to converse in a very friendly manner. When the elder man withdrew to retire, Hal confessed his love for Billie and prom- ised that as soon as he received his M.D. degree, they would be married. Hal and Billie had thus become inseparable pals by the time Hal entered his senior year at the medical college. The results of the election of class offi- cers found Hal Wright president and Frank Swain, his bitter opponent, vowing eventual and inevitable revenge. One night shortly after the election Frank, about to leave his house for an eve- ning’s enjoyment, was called into the pa- ternal library. I have a proposition to present to you,” said Mr. Swain, Sr. What is it. Dad?” asked Frank. Well,” continued Mr. Swain, we have in our neighborhood, a very wealthy, and influential man.” Mr. Moran?” questioned Frank. “Yes,” answered the father, and such a person thus gifted with prosperity should not refuse to aid a neighbor, who feels that retirement and some of the luxuries of life. would be greatly welcomed. Incidently my plan would provide a life of leisure for you also. I am aware of the existence of a beautiful daughter named Billie. Your acquaintance with her would be followed by my subsequent meeting with her father, and some accidental misleading tips on the stock market by a well reputed broker, namely, myself; the rest is obvious.” Frank was contemplating deeply. He finally decided, knowing the relations of Billie and Hal, that this presented an op- portunity for the revenge on Hal Wright. O.K., Dad, we shall act accordingly,” said Frank. Frank soon became acquainted with Bil- lie, and he told violent lies to her about Hal. Billie innocently believed them. Hal was mortified on learning that Billie had refused his invitation to the senior ball in favor of Frank’s. 1 he night of the affair Billie looked charming. The gold of her hair blended perfectly with her pale green gown. Hal pretended not to notice her, but whenever he got a chance, he would steal a glance at her. 1 he orchestra began to play an old fashioned waltz, Hal plucked up courage and walked over to where Billie and Frank were standing. May I have this dance with you, Bil- lie?” asked Hal. I'm sorry, but I do not care to dance with a fool,” replied Billie. Billie!” pleaded Hal, ‘won’t you even listen to an explanation?” “No explanations are necessary,” an- swered Billie, and putting her hand on Frank’s arm, they walked away. Hal, burning with rage, was left spellbound. He spent the rest of the evening alone, thinking 1930 THE TECH REVIEW 85 and watching every move that Billie and Frank made. Just before leaving the large hall that night, Hal overheard a conversa- tion between Frank and a very intimate friend of his in the gentleman’s dressing room. Frank was relating his plan to the listener. Hal pretending he did not hear, left the room. He told himself that he would not interfere, seeing how coldly she had treated him during the earlier part of the evening. Commencement soon arrived and Hal was graduated with highest honors. He was appointed as an interne at the Jones Memorial Hospital. While Hal was here, he was quickly being noticed as a promising young doctor, by the leading physicians. Frank and Billie were seeing each other just as frequently as ever, and Mr. Swain was easily assimilating Mr. Moran’s for- tune while Frank and Billie had arrived at the engagement stage. The only obstacle in the pathway of matrimony was Frank’s inability to provide a decent home for Bil- lie, on account of lack of funds. Billie read the great publicity that Dr. Harold Wright would receive, and it often caused her to deem herself a fool. Two years passed thus. Mr. Moran was playing the stock market hard and los- ing very rapidly. His health was subject to heart attacks! The family doctor proph- esied that mental excitement of any kind would prove fatal. One evening while Frank was waiting for Billie to get dressed, Mr. Moran came into the hallway and asked Frank to step into his den for a few moments’ conversa- tion. “Frank,” said Mr. Moran “What is on your mind?” questioned Frank innocently. Well,” began Mr. Moran, “as you probably have been informed by your father, I am losing my valuable money every day in the stock market. The stocks which your father suggested, I played. In- stead of their going up they seem to be coming down very rapidly. “Yes,” replied Frank, “Dad told me about it.” “My daughter,” continued Mr. Moran, “must not suspect anything about this. It would break her heart to know. My health also is not in perfect condition, and I hear that I’ll be leaving her soon. Why don’t you get married? It will be a solution to the problem which I am facing.” “Mr. Moran,” stated Frank, I can- not marry your daughter just yet. My financial conditions are not such as to pro- vide her with the luxuries that she is ac- customed to, and furthermore, I shall not marry her until I can fulfill her habitual de- sires.” Billie appeared at this moment, and the conversation was dropped. During the ride that evening Billie told Frank that she had heard rumors around town that he was not true to her. Frank stoutly denied the accusations, saying that the gossipers of the town were eager to broadcast some latest scandal. However, during the rest of the drive he said very little, claiming that he wasn’t feeling quite well and wished to return home. Billie consented, and they arrived home shortly after ten o’clock. She retired with a be- wildered mind. While waiting for breakfast the next morning, she picked up the morning paper. A glaring headline attracted her eye, it read; Frank Swain, son of noted broker, killed in early morning auto crash; Woman companion fatally injuried. Billie could hardly believe her eyes. Now the rumors were confirmed. She could see clearly now why he wished to return home early the preceding night. Well, anyway, she would not be bothered by him anymore—he was gone forever. One week later, Mr. Moran and his daughter were sitting in their immense living 8 C TIIE TECH REVIEW 1080 room discussing the unfaithful Frank Swain. Soon Nona, their faithful servant, appeared and announced a call for Mr. Moran. Mr. Moran, upon picking up the receiver learned that he was completely cleaned out; he had lost everything in the stock market. Mr. Moran was so shocked that he fell to the floor murmuring “gone— gone — gone.” Meanwhile, Billie left alone, was musing about Hal. She repent- ed her former actions towards him now. Not seeing her father return, Billie walked into the vestibule and there she saw him ly- ing on the floor gasping for breath, and re- peating “gone—gone—gone—gone.” In the presence of Nona, and Billie, Mr. Moran passed away, regretting only that he was leaving his beautiful daughter penni- less, homeless, and fatherless. One week had elapsed; Billie secured a position as a typist in an insurance office. She and her devoted servant, Nona, had obtained a small apartment on the outskirts of the city, but Billie could not bocome ac- customed to this commonplace life. She had pawned all her jewels, diamonds, and valuables, to keep up her three room flat. One month after this, Billie and Nona were sitting in their dingy apartment dis- cussing their future. “Nona,” said Billie, “I have pawned every valuable in my possession, there is nothing else that I can sell.” “To-day,” began Nona, “while you were at work, I went hunting for a small job, and I got one, too. I am going to work as a sweeper in the People’s Bank. With my small salary, and yours, we ought to be able to live a little better.” “Oh! Nona, you good old soul,” sighed Billie. “I don’t know what I would do without you.” Suddenly the doorbell rang, and Nona rose to answer it. She flew back almost in- stantly announcing a “Dr. Wright.” Dr. Wright! Was it true? Had he come to for- give her? Was she dreaming? No she wasn’t for right before her stood Hal, her long lost Hal. “Billie!” exclaimed Hal. “Why! Hal Wright!” gasped Billie walking slowly towards him. “Billie, what is the matter? You look frightened.” “Oh! n—nothing. I’m just n—ner- vous, that’s all. Come into m—my liv— living room,” said Billie, still shaking with joy. “This is so unlike the living room in which I used to talk to you.” “Yes, I know it, and to think that, that cad, Swain, was all the cause of it. Hal, I will tell you all about it.” “Well,” started Billie, “first, he told me horrible things about you, which I be- lieved innocently. What a fool I was! He said that you called on me not because you loved me, but because by father was such an influential person. Secondly, he and his father robbed my dad of his entire fortune. 1 he elderly Mr. Swain, pretending to be a friend, double crossed my father by mis- leading tips on the stock market. Then I began to feel as though Frank was easily slipping away from me, and then, before I could find out, he was killed, as you no doubt have heard. Soon the crisis came. My dad lost everything, including his life, and here am I, the sufferer. Oh! the thought of it makes my blood run cold.” As she said this, she burst into tears. Hal put his comforting arm around her and said “I knew what was going on all the while, Billie.” “Then why didn’t you tell me about it, Hal?” “Because you had treated me so coldly, I did not interfere at all,” said Hal. “B—But, will you ever forgive me?” “Forgiveness and the past must be for- gotten, and only the future must be planned for.” 1930 THE TKCII REVIEW 87 Enclosing her in his arms, he kissed her Billie Moran became the wife of the dis- while Nona looked on admiringly. Soon tinguished Dr. Harold Wright. Ye Senior Chorus “It Must Be Love”—Elna Blomquist. “Do Something”—“Em” Moran. “Hcigh-ho-Everybody”—“Ray” West- cott. “ I he Pagan”—“Ed” Cullen. ‘The First Kiss”—“Dot” Peden. “Clad Rag Doll”—“Carlie” Kotler. That’s a Good Girl”—Doris Skirrow. “Ain’t Misbehavin’ ”—Franklin Walk- er. “Orange Blossomtime”—Ruth Nodine. “Let’s Do The Breakaway — Mary Crowell. Vagabond Lover”—“ I ut” Ferrara. “I’m Just Crazy ’bout Red Hair and Freckles”—Ruth Pease. “Don’t Be Like That”—Henry Deer- ing. “Imagination”—Burke’s Speech. Stalling”—“Bob” Sugerman. “He’s a Good Man to Have Around” —Earle Clarence. “I’ll Never Ask for More”—Lunch at 1:30. “Melancholy Baby”—Evelyn Mowry. “Just Supposin’ ”—No Student Dances! “Sleepy Valley” (In Civics)—Walter Waterman. That’s What I Call Heaven”—Vaca- tions. Dawn of Tomorrow”—Civics Exam. “Lovable and Sweet” — Herbie” Thornton. “Singin in The Rain”—“Russ” Ver- net. “Some Sweet Day”—Graduation. “Moanin’ Low”—After the Prom. “Little Pal”—Florence Santos. “I get the Blues When it Rains”—At Football Games. “Watching the Clouds Roll By” — In Study Periods. Pretty Little Thing” — “ 1 issie” Cripps. “Big Bad Bill”—Bill Sandford. “St. Louis Blues” — “Jess” MacKin- non. “Crazy over—Horses—Horses!”—Es- ther Almy. “Clown Capers”—Senior Day. “Ah, Sweet Mystery of Life”—Tech “men.” (!) “My Inspiration”—Adriance Platt. “I’ll Always be in Love With You”— lech. Too Wonderful for Words” — Mr. Manchester. “Album of My Dreams”—lech Re- view. R. A. P. D. C. P. H. E. K. Hec: “Does your mother speak highly of me?” El: “Rather!—She’s up in the air all the time.” Customer: “Say, do you ever play by request?” Delighted musician: “Certainly, sir.” Customer: “Then I wonder if you’d mind playing dominoes until I’ve finished my lunch?” X X O TECH HI-Y CLUB First Row (left to right): Bruce Kelley. Donald Jeffrey. Kenneth Knowles. James Raymond. Ray Westcott. Roy Pearson. Second Row: George Lord. Mario Parlllo, Ralph Hodges, William Sandford. Mathew Ward. Austin Ley. Myron Swanson. Third Row: William Dwinell, Vernon Ferrara. Walter Seymour. Russell Vernet. William Xaughton. Arthur Jorjorian, Alfred Ackerman. 0861 1930 THE TECH REVIEW 80 Tech Hi Y The l ech Hi-Y is composed of the out- standing Juniors and Seniors. This society is organized to promote better sportsman- ship in athletics, and for the purpose of “helping to create, maintain and extend high standards of Christian character throughout the school and community.” Our l ech Hi-Y is only one of many Hi-Y’s all over the United States. Each member of the club is pledged to help the other fellow. 1 he Hi-Y has been of great service to our school in many ways, the most apparent one being the semiyearly publishing of the Freshman Guides. These booklets contain a great deal of information about the school and are given out to enter- ing Freshmen so that they may better ac- quaint themselves with their high school. Weekly meetings of this club are held in the Providence Y. M. C. A., under the direction of Mr. Cranston, our advisor. The present officers are: James Raymond. President; Kenneth Knowles, Vice Presi- dent; Donald Jeffrey, Treasurer; Raymond Westcott, Secretary. Our present enrollment is approximately twenty-five. Membership to this club is ob- tained by invitation only. Raymond Westcott, Secretary. Sketch Club 1 he Sketch Club formed early last spring by Mr. Ralph C. Scott for the pur- pose of creating an interest in landscape sketching, had thirty-five members enrolled at the beginning of the present school year. I rips were made to various parts of the city, particularly the waterfront, one afternoon each week, where sketches were made from nature. The results were most gratifying, several showing marked ability and talent. High lights of the year were—a talk by Mr. Antonio Cirino of the R. I. School of Design on landscape painting; a chalk talk by Mr. George Channing Darling, and a visit to the Providence Art Club. 00 TIIE TECH HE VIEW 1930 The 1929 football campaign was a huge success. To begin with there were about six regulars back in the line-up, and out of forty or more other candidates. Coach Walter Parker moulded together a great eleven. This team was victorious in seven of its scheduled games and lost one which was to Waltham. It defeated Worcester Clas- sical, R. I. State Freshmen, Central Falls, Lynn Classical, Rogers, East Providence and our traditional rival, Hope. It was rated as the best schoolboy eleven in the state. It placed six men on the All- Conference team. Captain Seymour, Ro- telli, Jorjorian and Garbecki captured first team berths, while Gardner and Dwinell made the second team. Hand, Platt, Mail- loux, Ward and J. Souther received hon- orable mention. The team scored 207 points to their op- ponents 33. Captain Seymour was high scorer of the team and of the state. Quite a few of these men graduate, but we lcok to Coach Parker to develop a fine team next year. At a meeting of the letter men Spencer Gardner was chosen captain for next year. Coach—Walter Parker Captain—Walter Seymour Manager—Myron Swanson Tech Defeats Worcester Classical, 12 to 6 The football season opened with Coach Parker’s charges facing the heavy Worces- ter Classical team at the Cranston Recrea- tion Field, October 5, 1929. It was a hard-fought contest, as the score indicates, with Tech winning by the score of 1 2 to 6. On the second play of the game, Capt. Seymour was injured and was taken out of the game. Garbecki then took over the quarter-back position, doing a fine job, while Mailloux filled in Garbecki’s half back position. The highlights of the game were tl.J forward passes from Platt to Jorjorian. Platt picked up a fumble and ran sixty yards for a touchdown, which was not allowed as the new rules forbid it. Tech scored in the second and third periods, while Worcester scored early in the first period. The summary: TECH (12) WORCESTER (6) Jorjorian, 1. e J. Souther, 1. t.,. .1. t. , Hodgekinson (Capt.) Dwinell, 1. g 1. g., Salik Rotelli, c Hattie, r. g Ward, r. t Hand. r. e Seymour (Capt.). q. b q. b., Hebinstride Platt, 1. h Garbecki, r. h Gardner, f. b The Score by Periods: 1 2 3 4 Technical . . 0 G 6 0—12 Worcester C... . . 6 0 0 0— G 1930 TITE TECH REVIEW 01 Waltham Conquers Tech, 21 to 7 After a splendid start, scoring seven points in the first period, our eleven weak- ened and Waltham ran up twenty-one points before it recovered its strength, late in the last period. Although defeated the team gave a good account of itself despite the absence of Captain Seymour from the line-up for the greater part of the game. Garbecki did the quarter-backing and he did a fine job. “Tommie Rotelli was the outstanding figure of the encounter. He was all over the field on the defense, getting the major- ity of the tackles. On the offence he opened holes for Gardner and Garbecki to plow through. He also gave the backs some great interference. Hand, Jorjorian and Platt were other Tech luminaries, while Prendergast of Waltham starred for his team. The summary: TECH (7) WALTHAM (21) Jorjorian, 1. e... J. Souther, 1. t.. Dwinell. 1. r.. . . Rotelli, c Gardner, r. r... r. r., Johnson Ward. 1. t Hand. r. e r. e.. Smith ((’apt.) Garbecki, q. b.. q. b., Miele Carlson, 1. h— Mailloux, r. h... r. li„ Krol Platt, f. b f. b.. Gerie The Score by Periods: 12 3 4 Technical .... 7 0 0 0—7 Waltham .. 14 0 7 0—21 Tech Downs R. . State Freshmen, 13-0 Our football eleven handed the State Freshmen a drubbing by the score of 13 to 0. This victory avenged the defeat at the hands of the Freshmen team last fall. Captain Seymour and “ Tommie” Ro- telli were in the limelight most all of the contest. Seymour thrilled the crowds with a series of long end runs, spectacular thrusts off-tackle and his uncanny ability to catch forward passes. Rotelli was in on most every tackle and on the offense, he opened holes for the backs to plunge through and to climax his good playing, he blocked a punt and ran for a touchdown. Garbecki also did some fine work, especially giving some great in- terference. Joe De Rita, right end for the Fresh- men, who captained the Tech eleven last fall, played a good game until he was in- jured and had to be taken out of the game. The summary: TECH (13) It. I. STATE (0) Jorjorian. 1. e... J. Souther, 1. t.. Dwinell. 1. r Rotelli. c c., Collison Boule, r. r . .r. r., Ditnmick Ward. r. t Hand, r. e Seymour (Capt.) q. b . .q. b., Fletcher Platt, L h • •••••••• ...1. li., Hodson Garbecki, r. h... Gardner, f. 1).... The Score by Periods: 1 2 3 4 Technical 0 7 6 0—13 Freshman . 0 0 0 0—0 Tech Overwhelms Central Falls, 45 to 6 Captain Seymour ran wild as usual, piling up thirty-two of the forty-five points himself. The most spectacular plays of he game were the intercepting of two Cen- tral Falls passes. Jorjorian intercepted one pass and ran fifty-five yards for a touch- down. Then, just a little while later, Carl- son intercepted a pass and raced forty yards for our seventh touchdown. On the whole the whole team worked together very well. Yanosky scored Central Falls only touchdown in the first perioT The summary: TECH (45) CENTRAL FALLS (6) Jorjorian, 1. e....................1. e., Oldham Garbecki. 1. t.............1. t., Faber Dwinell, 1. r.............1. r., Sugarman 92 TIIE TECH REVIEW 1930 Rotelli, c.....................c., Reahy Souther, r. g.........r. g., Sackakeeny Ward, r. t................r. t., Webber Hand, r. e......................r. e., Kelly Seymour, q. b. (Capt.) ....q. b., Hobson Potter, 1. h..........1. h., Jano (Capt.) Platt, r. h...............r. h., Yanosky Gardner, f. b...................f. b., Sack The Score by Periods: 12 3 4 Technical .......7 6 14 18—45 Central Falls ... 6 0 0 0— 6 Tech Easily Defeats Lynn Classical, 38-0 Led by Capt. Seymour, who galloped over the soggy turf for long gains, and with Platt, Mailloux, and Gardner func- tioning smoothly behind a hard and fast- charging forward wall, our powerful eleven administered to Lynn Classical its worst defeat in ten years, by the score of 38 to 0. The two outstanding stars of this en- :ounter were Capt. Ted” Seymour and Tommy Rotelli. Seymour thrilled the crowd with a series of long, spectacular •uns, 25, 35, 40 and 50 yards, respec- ;ively, crossing the opponents goal line each :ime. Tommy Rotelli was a tower of strength in backing up the line besides blocking two punts. He also intercepted i forward pass for a touchdown. Garbecki and Jorjorian were other 1 ech luminaries. The summary: TECH (38 LYNN CLASS. (0) Jorjorian, 1. e......................1. e., Thomas Souther� , 1. t.......................1. t., Chesley Dwinell, 1. g.....................l.g., Bath Rotelli, c.....................c., Witham Garbecki, r. g...............r. g., Bradley Ward, r. t.................r. t., Tortorlini Hand, r. e.................r. e., Atherton Seymour, q. b. (Capt.)........q. b., Carlyn Platt, 1. h...........1.......1. h., Larkin Mailloux, r. h.............r. h., Woodworth Gardner, f. b...............f. b., Hopkins The Score by Periods: 12 3 4 Tech .............. 6 7 13 12—38 Lynn Class......... 0 0 0 0— 0 Tech Conquers Rogers 19-6 Our powerful eleven conquered a hard- fighting Rogers High team at Freebody Park, Newport, on Saturday, November 16, 1929. It was one of the finest football games ever played between the two schools. We were never sure of victory until the final whistle was blown. Spencer Gardner was the star of the en- counter. Plowing and plunging through the opponents line whenever yardage was needed, he seemed tireless, although he carried the ball three out of every five times. It was Dwinell who opened most of the holes for Gardner to plow through. Tommie Rotelli and Frankie Garbecki, the other two in the center of the line, never slipped a cog all afternoon. Jorjorian played one of the best games of his useful career. Captain Seymour played well but was not able to break loose as he was a marked man, as was Turkey Shea of Rogers. The summary: TECH (19) ROGERS (6) Jorjorian, 1. e.... Southers, 1. t Garbecki, 1. g... Rotelli, c Dwinell, r. g.... Ward, r. t 1. ..r. g., Andrews Hand, r. e Seymour (Capt.) q. b.... . .q. b.. Springier Mailloux, 1. h.... Platt, r. h ..r. 1� ., Amaruso Gardner, f. b.... The Score by Periods 1 2 3 4 Technical 7 6 G 0—19 Rogers .... 0 6 0 0—6 Tech Overwhelms East Providence High 32 to 0 I ech, aided by an inadequate East Providence defence for forward passing, gently but firmly, set the Town team down, 32 to 0. on November 22, 1929, in our 1930 TIIE TECH REVIEW 93 annual fesl at Glenlyon Field, Phillipsdale. Our first-string played the first two and last quarters, with the reserves trying their stuff in the third period. It was largely a game of aviation. Thir- ty-eight passes were attempted during the forty minutes of play, with Tech’s propor- tion by far the more successful. lech found a tartar in the East Providence line, particularly in the playing of ‘‘Bill” Shan- ley at tackle, and Mullervy at center. Only three times during the afternoon did Capt. “ red” Seymour, our star quar- terback. break into the open. I his was mostly due to the fact that the team was being scouted on” by Coach Amiott of Fitchburg and Coach Parker did not wish to show all his wares. Platt, Garbecki, Carlson, and Gardner were the striking per- formers for l ech. Captain Paine, Soder- lund, and Johannis did most of East Provi- dence’s outstanding work. Garbecki played all but the last two or three minutes of the game and demonstrated thoroughly his ver- satility. The summary: TECH (32) EAST PROV. (0) Jorjorian, 1. e J. Souther. 1. t Dwlnell, 1. g Rotelli. c Garbecki, r. g................r. g., Perry Ward, r. t........................r. t., V. Beaubian Hand, r. e........................r. e., L. Beaubian Seymour (Capt.) q. b..........q. b.. Brown Mailloux, 1. h. b...........1. h. b.. Read Platt, r. h. b.........r. h. b.. Del Santo Gardner, f. b........f. b., Paine (Capt) The Score by Periods: 12 3 4 Technical ...... 13 6 0 13—32 East Prov....... 0 0 0 0— 0 Tech Triumphs Over Hope High, 41 to 0 Closing a scholastic football career fully as brilliant as the sun, which broke through a snow-laden morning to shine on its finish, Capt. “Ted” Seymour, than whom there is no greater in Rhode Island’s schoolboy realm, led his team mates to victory over Hope High’s eleven at Hope Field, on 1 hanksgiving morning, to the tune of 41 to 0. The result simply made unanimous I ech’s election to the mythical Rhode Island leadership for 1929. If more than the score were needed to convince, Hope’s lone first down, made on a Tech penalty in the opening period, should be enough. It was a complete rout. Six Tech touchdowns, all effected per- sonally by members of Tech’s | otential gridiron graduates, provided the substantial part of the victory margin. Three points after touchdown by Garbecki and a safety just before the Tech regulars left the field in favor of their understudies, accounted for the scoring. Rotelli and Jorjorian, who also played their last football game for Tech, exhibited a fine brand of football, both defensive and offensive. The summary: TECH (41) HOPE (0) Jorjorian, 1. e..............1. e., Mullen J. Souther, 1. t.............1. t., Phillips Dwlnell, 1. g.............1. g., Solomon Rotelli, c.............c., Rigby (Capt.) Battle, r. g..............r. g., Kanofsky Garbecki, r. t...............r. t., Dryer Hand, r. e................r. e., Donovan Seymour (Capt.), q. b......q. b., Kelleher Platt, 1. h. b............1. h. I).. Kearns Mailloux, r. h. b.........r. h. b.. Slater Gardner, f. b..........f. b., Richardson The Score by Periods: 12 3 4 Technical ... 7 13 12 9—41 Hope ......... 0 0 0 0— 0 THE MEAT BOY'S LOVE “I never sausage eyes as thine. And if you’ll butcher hand in mine. And liver round me ev’ry day. We’ll seek some ham-let far away We’ll meat life’s frown with life’s caress. And clearer road to happiness.” to 1929 FOOTBALL TEAM Front How (loft to right): Jorjorlan. Souther. Platt. Capt. Seymour, Garbeckl, Ward. Dwinell. Back Row: Coach Parker. Hotelll, Mallloux. Hand. Gardner. Battle. Manager Swanson. THE TECH REVIEW 1930 THE 1929 FOOTBALL SQUAI) First Row (left to right): Coach Parker, Dwinell. Battle, Hand. Jorjorian, Capt. Seymour. Garbecki, Platt, J. Souther, Ward. Second Row: Mailloux, Young, Hodges, Rotelli. Boule, Potter, Gardner, Keating. C. Souther. Carlson. Third Row: Melkonian. Asst. .Mgr. Kboling, Bjerke,, Busbee. McClurg. McGunnlgle, Rounds. Golds, Kirkland, Gill, Fay, Rowell, Vale, Martin, Prescott. Manager Swanson. ){: � 1 96 THE TECH REVIEW 1930 CROSS-COUNTRY Like all the rest of the 1929 teams the cross-country team was of championship calibre. Led by Capt. Thornton, and coached by Bo” McMillan, the hill and dalers defeated Cranston and Woonsocket and captured the city championship. The most consistent point winners were Captain Thornton, Hanley, Dwyer and I araborelli. Hanley was high point scorer with Dwyer a close second. Taraborelli was elected to captain next year’s harriers. Coach—Robert McMillan Captain—I hornton Manager—Joseph Miller Tech Harriers Win City Cross Country Championship—Nov. 5, 1929 Our cross-country team won its fifth consecutive city high schools’ championship November 5th, at Roger Williams Park, but the triumph is clouded by a protest lodged by Coach Williams of Hope High. The protest was based on an alleged cut- ting of the course by l ech runners at a time when Hope athletes were leading. John H. Osterberg, in charge of the race, said the protest would be entertained, and if found valid the race might be ordered run over. Our runners took the first five places, and scored 257 points. Commerical came in second with 437 points. Hope was third with 451, and Classical trailed with 61 7 points. William Dwyer of Tech captured indi- vidual honors. He was clocked in 9 min- utes, 56 seconds, over the short course after he had been the pace-setter practically the whole distance. He finished 20 yards in front of Hanley, also from l ech. Cap- tain Thornton of l ech ran third, with San- born and McPhail, two other Tech men, finished between the tenth and fortieth places. SOCCER November 21, 1929 Tech Kickers Win City League Title. Defeat Hope, 4-0 to Annex Crown and Remain Undefeated Our soccer team won its fourth consecu- tive championship in the City High School Soccer League by defeating Hope High, 4-0, at the Sessions Street Playground, November 21, 1929. The game was fast but 1 ech had the upper hand throughout. Judge started the scoring after five minutes of play on a well-placed drive, and Lowe and Martin followed with goals, to give Tech a 3-0 margin in the first half. Hope fought hard in the second half, but the I ech defense was on the job. Fer- rara scored Tech’s fourth goal. McDon- ald played well for the winners, while Swift was Hope’s best bet. Tech thus far has scored 21 goals to one of the opponents, is still undefeated, and after the state schoolboy soccer cham- pionship. The summary: TECH (4) HOPE (0) McDonald, g.................g., Swift Haegar, r.f.b....r.f.b., Manchester Mell, l.f.b..........l.f.b., Dickens Lombardi, r.h.b.........r.h.b., Alter Welshman (Capt.) c.h.b. .c.h.b., Nelvis Di Raimo, l.h.b.........l.h.b.. Gluck Di Orio, o.r...........o.r., Pacheco Martin, i.r....i.r., Williams (Capt.) Low, c.f...............c.f., McElroy Fratiello, i.l............i.l., Boyle Judge, o.l...'...........o.l.. Young Goals: Technical—Judge, Low, Martin, Ferrara; Hope—0. With the winning of this year’s City High School Championship, makes it our TECH SOCCER TEAM Front Row (left to right): Judge. I ombardi. Dl Raimo, Capt.. Welshman, Haegar. Ignifero. Back Row: Ferrlera. Maderios. Coach Anderson. Hlnckly, McDonald. McKell. Manager Low, D'Orlo. s 1030 98 TIIK TECH REVIEW 1980 fourth consecutive championship in soccer. Not only did the team capture the cham- pionship, but it was undefeated. The team scored 28 points to their opponents 3. McDonald showed up well in the goal, while Captain Welshman, DiRaimo, Judge and Low starred up front. Team Technical Opponents Cranston 3 0 Commercial 2 0 Classical 2 0 Hope 3 0 Cranston 5 2 Commercial 1 0 Classical 6 0 Hope 4 0 28 3 Coach— Anderson Manager —Low Captain- —Welshman HOCKEY T his season’s hockey team is at present in making. The chance for repeating the performance of last year’s team, in cap- turing the pennant, is excellent. T he rea- son for this is that there are five regulars of last year’s team on the roster, besides some of last year’s substitutes. The regu- lars are Rotelli, Ward, Giles, Baker and Gardner, while the substitutes are Machon, Arnold, Hodges, and Duggan. With these men and the other substitutes, we ought to have a fine team. The team will play the regular league games with Mt. St. Charles, La Salle, Warwick, and Central Falls. Games with Pomfret, Brown University Freshman, and Moses Brown will also be on the schedule. Coach—William Schuster Capt.—Nobody as yet Manager—Morton Arnold Tennis Via Mary (“Twinnie”) Lc Vasseur, a championship has at last been brought to Tech. After trouncing Margaret Howard, a l ech senior, 6-1, 6-2, to win the school championship, and Dorothy Pearson from Hope, 6-2, 6-0, in the semi-finals, “Twin- nie,” who is only a sophomore, captured the city singles’ crown, by defeating Ida Adamao, a Commercial senior, 4-6, 6-4, 6-4. However, her most difficult match was probably that in the preliminaries when she just nosed out her twin sister. Mar- guerite. Last June, Marguerite also won her way to the finals, but the last match, between she and a Hope girl, w-as called off on account of vacation. Everyone knows that if the Tw'innies” Le Vasseur formed a doubles’ team, that no other high school pair in the city could make any show whatever against them! Both are also stars on every other girls’ team here at 1 ech, and we can justly be proud of them. 1930 THE TECH REVIEW 99 GIRLS’ HOCKEY TEAM Front Row (left to right): Doris Canning. Antoinnctte Famiglietti. Ruth Botvin, Mary I eVasseur, Marguerite Le Vasseur. Mary Marcello, Eleanor Knott. Henrietta Busby. Back Row: Ella Williams, Helen Joseph. Irma Russia. Kina Blomquist. Captain. Miss Ziesenitz, Coach. Linda Anderson. Ixtuise Aborn, Helen Backiawskl. Absent: Margaret Tainlsh. GIRLS’ ATHLETICS Field Hockey This year, again, we claim that our field hockey team was the best that l ech has yet known. Perhaps it is true that we claim this every year, but the fact that the team improves greatly, season by sea- son, is also true,—due, perhaps, to the effi- cient coaching of Miss Ziesenitz. But still we found that the other teams had improved just as much, so, as yet, we have not won the championship. How- ever, we did manage to tie Hope for sec- ond place in the league” standing. Both games with Classical were easy victories. But Hope handed us a 5-3 set- back when we played on their field, though in the return game, on our own field, we trounced them, 3-1. I he two games with Commercial we lost; but games such as they were are worth losing—clean, hard-fought and close, with friendly rivalry and good sports- manship standing out every moment of play. Following is the schedule with scores: Date School T.O. Nov. 1—Classical 7-0 Nov. 8—Hope 3-5 Nov. 1 4—Commercial 2-3 Nov. 19—Classical 9-2 Nov. 20—Commercial 3-5 Nov. 22—Hope 3-1 Excellent team-work stood out through- out the season, with Irma Russin at centre forward; the Le Vasseur twins at the in- side births; Henrietta Busby, left wing, and Mary Marcello at right wing. Helen Baclawski and Doris ( Skeezix”) Can- ning alternated at left and right halfbacks, with Capt. Elna Blomquist at centre half. Linda Anderson and Ella Williams filled the fullback position, and, again, Louise Aborn kept goal. Several subs saw plenty of action: An- toinette l amiglietti, w.; Eleanor Knott, h. b.; Margaret Tainsh, h. b.; Helen Jo- seph, f. b.; Ruth Botvin, h. b.; and Bea- trice Berkhander, w. 100 THE TECH REVIEW 1030 THE TECHNICAL HIGH SCHOOL TENNIS CLUB Organized in the spring of 1929 for the purpose of promoting tennis as a sport in Tech, the Technical High School 1 ennis Club has been accomplishing its object. Since it was formed many team prospects have joined the club. The tennis team has had many meets in the past season whose results have been gratifying. This year l ech entered the finals in the 1 ilden Cup matches for the first time in tennis history. There the team was successful even in defeat, for it won meritorious praise from all onlookers for its good sportsman- ship. It is this spirit even more than winning games which the Tennis Club seeks to pro- mote, for the club is closely allied with the team. Mr. Hatch, the faculty advisor, is also athletic director. The present officers are: Ralph Schaubhut, President; Richard Chambers, Vice-President; and Kenneth Godfrey, Secretary- Treasurer. To gain ad- mittance requires the approbation of the class teachers and the principal, with the addition of the approval of a large majority of the members of the club. Through the efforts of the club a team has been assembled which is equal to any in spirit, and which it is the intention of the club to make equal to any in power. With the bright results of the past before us, we expectantly await the coming season. Kenneth L. Godfrey, Secretary. 1930 THE TECH REVIEW 101 1929 CROSS COUNTRY TEAM Front Row (left to right): Robert Smith, Robert Mcl’hall, Joseph Taraborelli. Arthur Hanley. Norman Sandborn. Fred I orris. Second Row: Coach McMillan. William Dwyer. Capt. Herbert Thornton. William Olsen, Manager Joseph Miller. CAST OF “THK MAN FROM TORONTO Front Row (left to right): Ruth Hassell. Margaret McCann. Marjorie Rothwell, Gertrude McGillicuddy, Esther Devine. Mar garet Hawkins, Hope Bowers. Second Row: Ruth Gregson. Theodore Baldwin, Edward Caatn gnaccl, Irma Russin, Edward Geremla, John Rocks, Ernest Sprague. aO 2 1030 THE TECH REVIEW ___________________ r THE TECH RADIO CLUB The Technical High School Radio Association holds its regular weekly meet- ings every Monday at three o’clock in P. A. 9. The first part of the meeting is devoted to the necessary business, and the remainder of the meeting is spent on code practice or lectures given by the members. There are now fourteen members in the club. The officers, elected for the term, last September, are: Edward Silva, Presi- dent; Albert Mucci, Vice-President; Al- cide Santilli, Secretary; and Angelo De Mario, Treasurer. The faculty advisor is Mr. H. B. Peabody. The club is the oldest in 1 ech, having been organized in 1916. During the four- teen years that it has been engaged in radio work it has accumulated a great deal of stock, and has become a recognized dealer in radio equipment. Its experience offers a fine chance for anyone interested in radio to get a good, practical knowledge of the radio industry. Many former mem- bers of the club are now holding good posi- tions in the radio industry of this city and elsewhere. Any student of I ech is cor- dially invited to attend the meetings and get an idea of what is going on. No ex- perience in radio is necessary to become a member. The club is planning to have a series of lectures extending through the coming term. These lectures will start with the fundamentals of radio and lead up to the present day stage, giving the novice an opportunity to deal with radio intelligently. Alcide Santilli, Secretary. 1930 T II E T ECU R E V I E W 103 Photomaton Just Picture Yourself Proofs Poses Minutes 25c Photomaton Portraits The Ideal Gift Agfa-Films Ansco Cameras Movie Equipment Enlargements Our Specialty All Things Photographic At Photomaton O. P. Corp. 228 Weybossett Street New TUXEDOS For Hire $1.50 and up READ ANI) WHITE “QUALITY ALWAYS” Tuxedos, Full Dress, Cutaways, Shirts, Shoes, etc. Largest Dress Clothes Rent- ing Specialists The World H[|d Tel. Conn. Room 210 Woolworth Bldg. Prov., R. I. TECHNICAL HIGH SCHOOL RADIO ASSOCIATION Organized March, 1916 Oldest Club in Technical High Reliable information and advice Expert Designing, Repairing and Building Rest Opportunity for Students to Learn Radio Apparatus for Experimental Purposes Discount to All Tech Students All Kinds of Radio Sets H. B. 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